#my.fics

[daylightmitchells]

i definitely, already posted the first chapter of my bechloe single parents au days ago but i’m linking it for anybody who hasn’t read it and is interested

i don’t wanna look at anything else (now i see daylight)

#my.fics #my.writing #bechloe #bechloe fic #bechloe fanfic #bechloe fanfiction #beca mitchell #chloe beale #beca mitchell x chloe beale #beca x chloe #<3

[gamerism]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kiryu Kazuma/Majima Goro Characters: Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Sawamura Haruka, Morning Glory Orphanage | Sunshine Orphanage Orphans (Yakuza), Rina (Yakuza) Additional Tags: Sexuality Crisis, Gay Awakening, Porn With Plot, More Accurately Plot With Porn, Introspection, Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza 3 (Video Game), (Takes place somewhere in late 2008 to early 2009), During Canon, IDK if i'd call it canon compliant but it could certainly slot right in there, Coming Out, Gay Kiryu Kazuma, Queer Families, Heartwarming, Fluff and Smut, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, First Time Bottoming, Getting Together, Questioning, queer friendships, Queer Themes, Internalized Homophobia, (only some) Summary:

Kiryu is left with nothing but time and his own thoughts down in Okinawa. And with a chance to finally relax for the first time in his life, what might he find buried within himself?

#not saved #(lol) #rgg #yakuza #kazumaji #yakuza fanfic #<- still a hilarious tag to me #my.stuff #my.fics

[dykebyulyi]

#my.fics #ruthdebbie #ruth x Debbie #glow #glow netflix #netflix glow #alison brie #debbie eagan #ruth wilder #fanfiction

[afabkaidou]

no one has kudo'd my.fics for 2 straight days... I have to update them ALL

#🍡

[rahleeyah]

It Happened One Night

an SVU story

TW: n/a

Summary: An alternate take on Elliot's return. When Amanda and Kat arrest a strange man on a rainy winter's night, they change the course of Liv's life forever.

Read on FFN

or Ao3

#law and order svu #svu #fic #my.fic #elliot stabler #olivia benson #elliot x olivia #eo #bensler #listen i been sitting on this since september #but it's a new year and we're clearing out the drafts babey!

[spotsandsocks]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Additional Tags: Love Confessions, First Kiss, Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Happy Ending, Getting Together, Friendship, Love, and affection, Fluff, its valentines, so here's a short fic about love Summary:

Buck likes facts and what started as a way to distract Eddie from asking awkward questions about his breakup with Taylor becomes an infodump on the types of love in the world and leads to a whole new problem.

or 15 minutes that change Buck's life.

“You look happy.”

Buck smiles at Eddie because he’s right, he is happy. He hasn’t been for a while but today he is, he might not have everything he wants but right now he’s happy to be in this place with these people.

He takes a deep breath and says that around his smile  “I am.” He scans Bobby and Athena’s living room takes in its occupants all chatting and laughing together. “Everyone I love is here.” He looks at Eddie expecting to see him smiling but he’s sees a frown instead. Eddie doesn’t look at him when he says,

“I didn’t see Taylor arrive. Is she here?”

Oh yeah that. He hasn’t actually told Eddie yet has he.

“Um no” he says casually. He can see Eddie trying to process that, he’s adorable when he’s confused.

“But you just said.”

“I know what I said.” He replies also not looking as he confirms the news that Taylor is not here and that he’s worked out he doesn’t love her. There’s a pause, he can’t resist a quick look at Eddie so he catches it when it finally clicks.  Eddie says  “oh”  and Buck sees a smile flash across his face like quicksilver before he wipes it away. There and gone again, so quick Buck might have imagined it. He’s pretty sure he hadn’t though. There’s another moment of silence before Eddie asks the question good friends are supposed to in these circumstances.

“You ok?”

“Yup like I said everyone I love is here. I’m perfect.”

He should probably distract Eddie or he might get interrogated as to why he’s broken up with his girlfriend and that’s a conversation he’s not keen to have. He doesn’t like lying especially to Eddie and any explanation as to why he did what he did is going to reveal more than he’d like.

He can practically hear Eddie thinking, his mouth opens and he just knows the next sentence is going to start with why so Buck jumps in.

“Did you know the Ancient Greeks thought there were 7 types of love.”

Eddie’s expression changes instantly and settles into something softer as he says “No Buck I didn’t, but I guess I’m about to find out huh?” He thinks Eddie looks quite happy about it. No one else looks at him like that when he’s infodumping. It makes him feel warm all over.

“Well” Buck twists towards Eddie and leans in without thinking.

There’s philia that’s family love so like how I feel  for Maddie and Chim. Bobby and Athena too really and Hen. That’s for the people you love and trust cos you know they’ll always be there for you.

Eddie nods.

“All of  us have kinda got agape; that’s universal love for others, it’s why we do what we do, help people.”

And like Hen and Karen they’ve been together for years so they’ve got pragma that’s long lasting love, it’s just there warm and steady. But they’ve got eros too, that’s you know,  desire and stuff.”

Eddie chuckles “I guess Bobby and Athena have that if the firefighter role play is  anything to go by.”

“Eww I just told you they’re like my parents, why would you do that to me. It was bad enough first time round.” He shakes himself to clear the image and Eddie laughs.

“What else? That’s only five.”

He carries on “Well there’s ludus” he’s hoping to skim over the last two “that’s about sex without commitment, just for fun.” He doesn’t say that’s what he had with Taylor and that was why he’d ended it. He doesn’t say he wants something different from life now and that he’d thought he could find it with her but he'd been wrong.

Eddie purses his lips and nods “ok” that seems to be it, Eddie seems happy to move on from that one too.

“And there’s the love parents feel for their kids that’s called storge.”

“So what I feel for Chris and what Bobby feels for you?”

He can feel his cheeks heating “You and Chris yeah, for sure”  he looks over at Bobby, it’d be nice if Bobby felt like that. His thoughts must be written all over his face or maybe Eddie’s just good at reading him.

“I think he does” Eddie says gently, Buck shrugs the colour high in his cheeks.

“What about you and Chris?” Eddie asks. Buck hesitates, cheeks getting pinker by the second. He doesn’t know how he’s supposed to answer that. Which answer Eddie wants. He risks a look at him, he looks the same, smiling fondly. He waits and when Buck doesn’t answer he says “You're allowed to feel it you know, say it, if you want to.”

“Am I?” All his doubts are on show.

Now Eddie looks pained, “Yes, yes you are,  of course you are. I thought you knew that. It’s what I wanted for him, for you, me too. It’s what I wanted it to mean.” He reaches out and lays his hand on top of his. “I’m so sorry I didn’t say it better.”

Buck feels a weight lift off his shoulders as the path towards loving Christopher like a son finally clears for him, “Then yes, that’s the love I have for him Eddie. So much of it.”

Eddie rewards him with a blinding smile.

“That’s it, all the types.” He scratches his neck awkwardly with a sheepish grin, well aware most people get bored by his facts. He moves to sit back, to slide his hand reluctantly away from the warmth of Eddie’s touch but he finds he can’t, Eddie’s holding his hand too tightly, not letting go.

“What about me?” Eddie’s looking at him intently.

Buck frowns unsure what Eddie means until he clarifies, “You did everyone else but you didn’t say what kind of love you have for me.” He smiles, eyes warm and affection etched into his expression “You do love me don’t you Buck?”

And far too late he realises what he’s done, he’s trapped himself into a choice either he lies or he tells Eddie the truth he’s been working so hard to hide. He does love him in so many ways and right here right now he can’t lie to him, not when Eddie’s looking at him like that.

“Eddie, are you sure you want me to say? It’s a warning, all he can give him.

“Yes, very much.”

“It’s complicated.” Buck needs Eddie to understand what he’s asking for.

Eddie’s still smiling, he looks calm and so sure.

“It doesn’t have to be, just tell me.”

And Buck thinks he knows now, thinks he can trust that it’ll be ok.

“What’s the answer Buck? What am I?”

He looks at Eddie and tells the truth.

 “You’re everything Eddie. Everything.”

 He watches the man he’s in love with gasp and literally stop breathing.

“You want to know? Ok.” He talks quickly before he loses his nerve “It started as philia and that’s still there because you're my best friend, you make me happy and I trust you more than anyone and I know you’re always going to be there for me but it’s more than that now, so much more.  It's Eros because I want you in every way I can. I think about kissing you, being able to hold your hand, touch you and I want that. So much” he closes his eyes for the last part  “and I want Pragma too, because,  because I want forever with you.”

He stops because he’s said everything now, honestly he’s a little shocked at how much he’s said, how easy it was to tell him. 

Eddie's breath escapes him in a loud whoosh of air “God, Buck! You can’t...you can’t just say things like that when I can’t... “ he looks round the room then back at Buck. He mutters something that sounds a lot  like  “fuck it” and then Eddie’s mouth is on his and Buck is kissing Eddie Diaz, essentially on his dad's couch with his family all around potentially watching and he doesn’t care.

When Eddie pulls back he looks stunned “ that was… yes.” He’s nodding and his eyes look suspiciously damp “Yes, that’s how I feel too, all that. Can we do that? Now? Can we go home and start forever now?”

 Fifteen minutes ago Buck had thought he was happy. He'd been surrounded by the people he loved and who loved him back. He’d been content with that, thought it was enough love to get by on. Now he has more than he ever thought possible and his heart is overflowing with joy. He hadn’t known he could feel like this. He pulls Eddie forward again and kisses him back then holds him tight.

“Forever sounds good Eddie. Let's do forever.”

#buddie #911 fox #911fic #911 fic #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan 'buck' buckley #buddiefic #valentines #ao3 #ao3buddie #my.fic #Spotty scribbles

[im-the-punk-who]

Every time I enter a new fandom I must suffer another day of people's bad takes. I need better assassins

#purposely not getting into discourse in the tua fandom bc ive already seen too many poor thinkers from s1 #i wilk jist make my gifs and write my.fic in peace #and continue tontorment the BS fandom with my equally bad posts #personal post #youre not getting rid of me sorry

[fcldspar]

18, Tyde

tags: established relationship, Boyfriends Doing Stupid Shit, craig and those guys

warnings: (brief mentions of) minor injury

word count: 1403 (oops)

a/n: i’m honestly so so sorry for how late this is AHHHHHH!! i started it nearly a month ago and have been too preoccupied to finish it until today, i hope it doesn’t disappoint!!

[ao3 link]

—-

It all started when Clyde stumbled through the crowded hallways with Token in tow, their hands clasped tightly together, before barraging into the first empty classroom they could find. Clyde was panting heavily as he shoved the door closed behind them. Token was just confused.

“Dude, what the hell is going on?”

Clyde, still panting, turned to him with wide eyes and a panicked expression. “Craig is in,” a wheeze, “detention for three hours,” another wheeze, “this afternoon.”

Token frowned. “That’s, like, routine for him. What’s the hassle?”

The varsity-clad boy leant on the nearest counter, taking a moment to try to catch his breath and wipe the sweat off his brows before elaborating, “The new planetarium in Denver is opening later and, whooh, the first thirty to enter get, ah, premium membership, so they can, like, phew, enter free of charge and bring friends for free and get discounts at the shops and shit.”

“Oh,” Token replied quietly. While not particularly within his or Clyde’s own spheres of interest he could already picture Craig crossing the days off his calendar in anticipation for it, but if he was being kept at school for dete– “Oh, shit.”

“Exactly.”

“Why’d he go and get himself in detention then, that fucking dumbass?!” Token demanded, although now that he thought about it he didn’t think he could remember Craig receiving any punishments from neither school nor family within the last month. “Like what happened?”

“He overturned Cartman’s lunchtray on his head yesterday. Someone said it was ‘cos Cartman was slingshotting fries at Tweek, someone else said that Cartman had stolen Craig’s own money to buy that lunch, someone else said that Cartman had threatened to poison Stripe. I don’t know, dude, the story changes each time. But the point stands: he’s being kept at school until six and the planetarium opens at four.”

Token scrunched his face with his thumb and fingers into a deeper frown. God-fucking-dammit, Craig, what happened to your restraint?

“Which is why I have a plan to get him out!” said Clyde.

Token looked at him skeptically. “What’s the agenda?”

“What?”

“Why do you care so much about this?”

“He’s my best friend!”

“I’m right here, fucker.”

“Boyfriends can’t and don’t count.”

Token rolled his eyes. “So what’s your oh-so-genius plan?”

“Basically, we’ll pay Stan to dress up as Craig, right, and we’ll tell him to wait in the toilets until Craig comes. Meanwhile, Craig will ask Mr Mackey if he can go piss and Mr Mackey will wait outside. Inside, Stan will be hiding in one of the cubicles and they’ll swap, so then Craig stays hiding in a cubicle while Stan goes with Mackey back to detention. Then we all get the fuck out and get Craig to Denver.”

“Do you take constructive criticism?” asked Token, mentally listing all the factors that could go wrong, Stan and Craig looking nothing alike apart from their hair and Stan’s potential unwillingness to help being a couple of them.

“Nope!” Clyde responded way too happily.

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had,” said Token, shaking his head. “I’m in.”

[3:11] Token: r u sure craig knows what 2 do

[3:12] Clyde: yes

[3:12] Token: and that stan knows what hes getting into

[3:13] Clyde: duh

At last, Token thought to himself, only two more minutes until Craig’s gonna ask for the toilet. But the purple-clad boy was getting impatient, from his high view of the bathroom beyond the iron grate he could see Stan checking his watch every few minutes and fiddling with his new royal blue chullo, and Clyde was barely communicating. Token still didn’t understand why his boyfriend insisted that they both be present for the break-out when neither of them were really necessary, but then again he could understand wanting to watch it all unfold from the safety of their well-hidden but chilly ventilation shafts.

After what seemed like an age in itself, a new text finally pinged through, shortly followed by more:

[3:15] Clyde: okay he just asked

[3:15] Clyde: lmao mackey’s pissed off that he didn’t go before it started

[3:15] Clyde: wait

[3:15] Clyde: fuck

[3:15] Clyde: hes really pissed man

[3:15] Clyde: he might not let him go

[3:15] Token: UH

[3:16] Token: WHAT

[3:16] Clyde: oh thank god theyre going

[3:16] Token: i hate u sm

[3:16] Clyde: okay theyre gone b on the lookout

Just then, the bathroom door opened with a shriek and in walked Craig. His eyes drifted up to the shaft and met with Token’s, who gave him a thumbs-up. Craig did not respond, and instead approached Stan’s cubicle. They swapped places once both were in, Craig sitting on the toilet with his feet off the ground and Stan tracing Craig’s steps out of the bathroom. Mr Mackey’s voice warbled through the door, “Y’alright in there? Don’t take too long, m’kay.”

Stan simply opened the door and walked out without a word, following Mr Mackey down the corridor. Once the door swung shut with another squeak, Token mouthed a silent “yes” to himself while Craig smirked from his cubicle hideout.

But then the texts started to ring through.

[3:21] Clyde: UH

[3:21] Clyde: TOKE

[3:21] Clyde: GET CRAIG OUT OF THERE

[3:21] Token: what’s going on??

[3:22] Clyde: MACKEY KNOWS

Token just about caught himself from yelling in frustration. He didn’t bother to read the rest, instead he started mouthing at Craig “GO! GO!” while waving in the direction of the door. Craig frowned at him, to which he waved and pointed more urgently. But still Craig did nothing.

“You absolute dumbass,” muttered Token as he pushed at the vent grate. It swung up and open, but not quickly or quietly enough for his liking. He squeezed through and jumped down to the tiled floor just as a new text pinged through.

[3:23] Clyde: FUCKING RUN MAN I CAN SEE HIM WALKING DOWN THE HALLWAY

Token threw open the cubicle door to see Craig’s bemused face. “Fucking run, dude! Mackey’s coming!” Finally catching onto the urgency of the situation Craig followed him out of the door, both of them wincing at its piercing screech. They turned the corner just as they heard stomps from the hallway, before a booming “Craig! I know you’re hidin’ in that bathroom, m’kay, and you better come out if you don’t wan’ detention for a week!”

How he hadn’t heard their footsteps, Token had no idea, but he felt no inclination to complain as they turned another corne-

“Look at him go,” whispered Clyde, watching as Craig gazed up at the constellations splattered across the skies displayed above. The theatre was packed but silent if not for the occasional rattle of a crisp packet, all completely captivated as meteors shot across inky darkness, satellites and moons alike danced around lonely planets, stars blinked down at them as if they themselves were the quiet watchers.

Well, all but Token. He was looking, but not above.

It didn’t take for Clyde to notice. “Dude, that’s gay.”

“The pot calling the kettle black.”

“What? I’m not black…”

Token had to roll his eyes at Clyde’s legitimate look of confusion. “It’s an expression, dumba-.”

“Will you asshats shut the hell up?”

Craig was already halfway to the gift shop by the time Token and Clyde dawdled out of the theatre.

Token grabbed his boyfriend’s arm, stopping him in his path. “Two questions: one, are you sure you don’t need, like, a hospital or something? You can barely walk.”

Clyde rolled his eyes. “I mean, I did bust a ventilation shaft in the ceiling and fall like ten feet to the floor right on my ankle right as you guys were rounding the corner.” He took one look at Token’s bemused expression. “I’m fine, man, it’s all good.” He took the taller boy’s hand and they continued their easy pace to the shops and exit area, clasped hands swinging between them.

Token wasn’t finished. “Two, why did you do it?”

“Well.”

“Clyde.”

“You know how premium members can get discounts for all the shops and bring friends for free and shit?”

Token nodded.

“Well…” Clyde tailed off. As he pointed to the new planetarium’s only restaurant, the words Taco Bell proudly emblazoned over the entrance.

—-

for those whose requests i haven’t completed yet: i’m sorry, a bunch of stuff (mostly family drama) has been happening in my personal life leaving me feeling incapacitated in basically all ways. i shall get to them, it may just take a bit of time!!

(send me a pairing and a number and i’ll write you a drabble!)

#south park #tyde #sp tyde #token black #clyde donovan #sp clyde #sp token #sp craig #craig tucker #sp fanfiction #injury #injury tw #minor injury #*mine #*tyde #*my.fics #*token #*clyde #*fics #*prompted.drabbles

[aquawolfgirl]

super.

Geniuses, the both of them. He’s a CEO to a multi-billion dollar technology company. She’s a recent college graduate, waitressing at a 24 hour diner. He has a two story lab. She has the garage of her best friends, Finn and Poe. 

Her motive is to do good. His motive is undecided. 

But when they are as smart as they are, there’s nothing that bolts and wires and electricity can’t do. 

An AU where both Rey and Kylo are engineering geniuses turned vigilantes, Rey constructing gadgets and Kylo constructing an entire suit. Will they become partners in stopping crime, or will their gears grind together too much?

#;;my.fic #;;my.edits #;;my.au #;;my.edit #reylo au

[wylanvanwreck]

The Mighty Dregs Ch. 8 - Modern Six of Crows AU

POV: Nina Word Count: 2055 First Chapter:  Here. Previous Chapter: Here.  Next Chapter: Coming soon!

13 September 2016

Nina

“What the hell are you staring at?”

Nina flinched, startled by the wisp of breath tickling her ear. “Can you be any creepier?” she snapped under her breath at Kaz, who pulled back slightly. “Normal people would tap your shoulder first, or say your name. But no, you have to be some fucking weirdo.”

“I’m weird?” Kaz listed his head. “I’m not the one ogling the jock sitting across the room from us.”

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

Someone from behind shushed them. Kaz and Nina whirled in their seats, shooting the kid a death glare fit for twins standing in the hallway of a horror movie. The kid ducked while the boy next to him - Nina recognized him as Wylan - waved at them with a sheepish grin, a protractor held between his middle and ring fingers. Nina winked at him, and she and Kaz faced the front of the room again.

CONTINUE READING HERE.

#kaz brekker #nina zenik #six of crows #fanfiction #soc #soc fanfiction #fanfic #the mighty dregs #inej ghafa #matthias helvar #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #jarl brum #kuwei yul-bo #modern dregs #modern dregs au #modern au #my.writing #my.fic

[phansprings]

I LOVE the fics you’re writing rn but when will you update the burning bridge :(?

hmm! soon! keep on a lookout for updates as I completed the fic, and am getting ready to start uploading on a schedule!

#ask.fm #my.fic

[gamerism]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Natsukawa Akari/Sawamura Haruka, Kiryu Kazuma/Majima Goro Characters: Natsukawa Akari, Sawamura Haruka, Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Hiroshi Horie (Yakuza), Akiyama Shun Additional Tags: Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza 5 (Video Game), Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza 5 (Video Game) Spoilers, Not Really Character Death, Teen Romance, Gay Parents, Fluff, Karaoke, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon Fix-It, Fix-It of Sorts, Hospitals, Alternate Ending, (to yakuza 5), Background Relationships Series: Part 2 of A Family Found Over Time Summary:

Akari goes over the comfort her girlfriend when she receives some terrible news, and then finally gets to meet Haruka's family some time later.

#my.fics #my.stuff #yakuza 5 #rgg fanfic #haruka sawamura #akari natsukawa #kazumaji #harukari #yakuza fanfic

[dykebyulyi]

“You knew what it was like to be feared, respected, not based on your merits, but based on the fear your anger inspired in people, they were wary, treading lightly in precaution, lest they be on the receiving end of your rage.

Ruth was one of, if not the first one, to want to know you behind that, the first one to actually be welcomed in.”

-

A character study of Debbie’s anger and feelings for Ruth throughout season one and early season 2.

Words: 2,447, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: GLOW (TV 2017)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Debbie Eagan, Ruth Wilder, Mark Eagan, Russell Barroso, Sam Sylvia

Relationships: Debbie Eagan/Ruth Wilder

Additional Tags: POV Second Person, POV Debbie Eagan, Character Study, Episode: s02e03 Concerned Women of America, Introspection

#ao3fic #ruthdebbie #ruthdebbie fanfic #glow #glow netflix #netflix glow #debbie eagan #ruth wilder #i posted this two days ago but forgot to tell you guys lmao #my.fics

[the-queenmaker]

→ Title: è il mio cavallo di battaglia → Pairing: Gigi Buffon/Paulo Dybala → Length: 4.5K → Written for @lastminutesub for @strikerbacks

They return from Sicily with the shipment of arms and a dark-haired scrap of a boy who has more gall than common sense. At least, that is how Gigi will remember it.

#BEHOLD #the monster of a child i put forth into the universe for my buddy caitlin #i apologize for everything but also nothing #gigi buffon #paulo dybala #my.fic

[rahleeyah]

More Than Meets The Eye - Chapter One

a Doctor Blake story

TW: n/a

Summary: Beauty & the Beast AU. Jean Beazley answers an ad for a housekeeper in the newspaper and finds herself with a mystery on her hands. Just who is Lucien Blake, and what is he up to?

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or Ao3

#the doctor blake mysteries #tdbm #fic #lucien blake #jean beazley #lucien x jean #my.fic

[crymurder-blog]

The Boy on the Blue Moon - Phan

A/N: I received an anon message that said "You should write something based off of whatever you're listening to at the moment" so here we go.

--

I hope you like the stars I stole for you.

His walls and ceiling were illuminated with a soft glow by many little stars, radiating with the energy they’d received throughout the night. Some of them were obviously stuck on, most likely by some sort of tacky substance, like the things used to attach gift cards to paper. Others, however, had a painted appearance to them. For a moment the dark haired male frowned, until he was drawn back into just how sweet of a gesture it was. The boy never ceased to amaze him. He smiled fondly, heading back towards his bed and lying down, gazing upon the artificial sky that his best friend had put together for him. He began to drift off, about to let sleep take over him when his phone vibrated on the bed. He wormed out of the covers a little and grabbed his phone, confusing covering his face once more.

Don’t rain on my parade. Come outside.

Despite the fact that he just wanted to rest, Phil obliged, not bothering to change out of his pajamas. The most he did was slip on his trainers and walk down to the front door. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes playfully when he saw Dan sitting atop the roof of his car, blankets in hand.

“I was thinking you’d prefer the real thing.”

--

Silence. A peaceful, calming silence, but silence no less. There was no sound in the area surrounding the two boys due to the fact that they’d gone out to one of the quieter parts of England, no more than an hour from where Phil lived. Neither had a problem with it, though. It made it easier for them to sit and mentally contemplate just how much they enjoyed the feeling of their hands locked together, fingers lacing and creating a slightly stronger bond. The duo had gone out to lie like this many times before, little sparks of elation passing between them when cerulean eyes would glance over and meet chocolate, muscles causing cheeks to pull up into shy grins.

“Dan? The elder of the two eventually whispered, sharing the thought that had been dwelling in his mind.

“Yes, Phil?” His companion asked softly.

“Do you think that the man on the moon has any children?” Came the seemingly childish reply. Children? Dan was trying to come up with a logical answer for his friend, not entirely sure about what would please him and his imagination.

“What made you conjure up that thought?” He mumbled, his brow furrowed a little.

Phil sighed, moving to sit up and look down at the other boy, smiling slightly at the way the nighttime sky highlighted his features.

“I mean, the stars dance and twinkle, delicate like watercolors or pastels, much in the fashion that a woman would move gracefully and smoothly. I would imagine that because of the effort they put in to create beautiful things for us to see wears them out, though, so that’s why there are some nights that we just don’t see the stars.” Dan processed the information, create mental images. In his mind, even with his eyes open, he could see the women dancing up on a stage, each one getting spotlights at certain moments to create the twinkling effect that they saw each time they went out like this. He was pulled away from his internal ballet when Phil continued.” There’s also the times when the moon isn’t full. When that happens, I would imagine that the man is sick, so who watches over the sky on those nights?”

Silence fell upon them once more, as though it were a blanket that was coming to tuck them in and prepare them for the inevitable chill that would settle despite the current summer breeze. For something that seemed childish at first, it was certainly far more complex.

“Maybe he does have children, then, and we see them on rare occasions. Like, we see one during blood moons, and other on the nights where the moon seems to have that yellow tint to it.” The younger finally conjured up. It seemed like a good, reasonable answer… Right?

“Since the stars are ladies, that would mean the moon has sons.” Phil hummed, laying back down to rest his head on Dan’s chest, closing his eyes and following the heartbeat that filled his ears. It was calming. Before the darker haired male could succumb to sleep, he managed to get out one more question, feeling that if he didn’t ask it soon he would forget. “Do you think that any of them wish for things or dream of them?”

“The boy on the blue moon dreams of sun.”

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