#and get back into being okay with posting short pieces like I was during Fictober

[captainderyn]

38.Soak

Apparently Eldarion and Faewryn are a ship now. I guess that’s a thing that I’m doing??

Cross-posted to Lifetimes

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“You don’t need to go through all of this effort.” Eldarion repeated, yet again for the several-th time it seemed, only for it to fall on deaf ears. “You spoil me.” 

Faewryn looked over her shoulder, a brow quirking up. The steam rising from the bath she leaned over was curling the short pieces of hair around her face into springy ringlets. “Well then it’s a good thing I’m not just doing this for you.” 

Dumping in her last jar of petals, the scent of calendula joining the rich scent of rose, lavender, and chamomile rising thick in the air, Faewryn trailed her hand through the water once again before straightening. 

“My father used to make this mix for my mother after she’d come back from training weekends or fights.” She didn’t bother pulling her robe back together, instead letting the light, silky fabric slide from her shoulders and pool around her feet. “She swore by it.” Her beckoning hand kept him from letting his eyes drift over her form, as did the cacophony of muscle aches and pains when he moved. 

“I believe her words when I was old enough were that it was ‘practically orgasmic.’“ 

“The expectations are high then,” Eldarion’s smart remark was lost when he groaned, scrunching his face up as he eased into a standing position. It was what he earned for being young and reckless. Believing he was above the hand of an experienced guard and a shield had put him back in his place right quickly.

 He was partway through the excruciating process of removing his trousers--when Faewryn had dragged him into the bath removing his shirt had been what he had managed without losing too much of his dignity. The trousers had been a bridge to cross later. A bridge that had approached far too quickly--when suddenly Faewryn was right in front of him. 

Without wasting a moment her hands undid the lacings of his trousers and yanked them down around his ankles. She planted a foot on the remaining fabric, nodding at him to step out of them. “Must I do everything for you?” 

Shooting a wounded look her way, Eldarion shook the last of his trouser-leg from his foot. “You didn’t have to do anything--I was getting there.” 

Her smile was bright and far too amused for his dignity’s survival. “Fine: must I do everything for things to be done in a timely manner?” 

“Only because you are so impatient.” Eldarion hobbled over to the edge of the bath, Faewryn trailing right behind. Sinking his foot into the water, he couldn’t help but hum in pleasure at the warmth already seeping into his pained muscles. 

As he lowered himself into the water, petals brushing against his skin, until he was completely stretched out, he made a much more pronounced noise. The heat of the water and the rich scent of the herbs was practically the lock and key to all the tension he was holding in his muscles and he let his head fall back against the wall. 

A tinkling, bell-like laugh preceeding Faewryn stepping into the water. “That good, hm?” The bath sloshed as she lowered down between his legs, her back against his front. As the water encased her too, her own pleased purr tailed the end of her words. 

She sank down deeper into the water into her head was resting on the middle of his chest, her chin just above the water. With her eyes closed in bliss, Eldarion couldn’t help but laugh. 

“That good.” 

#my writing #I answer things! #lotro #lotro fanfic #eldarion #lotr eldarion #oc: Faewryn #Faewryn/Eldarion #they'll need an otp name ughhh #trying to be content with this little piece #and get back into being okay with posting short pieces like I was during Fictober

[mia-cooper]

2018 Fanfic Year in Review: October

(Obviously, fictober2018 made it super hard to choose the standout fics from this month, so I’m just going to advise you to read ALL the fictober efforts, and list some additional fine pieces of work published in October that may have got lost among the crowd.)

Shattering Glass (T) | @devoverest | ST:VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 453 words

An alternate reading of the Prologue to Full Circle by Kirsten Beyer.

*Warning: Spoilers if you haven’t read Full Circle*

Chakotay’s pain in this ficlet is palpable and his descent into alcoholism completely believable. And the story makes sense of – or rather, deconstructs the assumptions in – Beyer’s odd narrative decision to depict Mark Johnson as the person who broke the news of Janeway’s death to Chakotay while he waited for her in a restaurant in Venice. Dramatic as that is, it never made sense to me. Mark isn’t Starfleet; why would he be the one to bring the news of one Starfleet officer to another? Now if you can just fix the Bonding Box contrivance and make Isabo’s Shirt readable, devo, I’ll be even further in your debt.

Deal (T) | @muldyfi | ST:VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 1,498 words

'Instinct made her reach out to touch his shoulder, to comfort him, as she had back on the planet – but it was to no avail. No matter how much she willed herself to be able to interact with people she was nothing more than a ghost.'

Oh, how I love the angst, and muldy always delivers. A beautifully tender, heartrending Coda coda (see what I did there?) that resolves nothing but speaks so much, just like the entire J/C relationship. There’s such a delicacy of touch to this story. It leaves me feeling melancholy yet satisfied.

Dearly Beloved (G) | lindsey_grissom | ST:VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 2,063 words

Five times the fates (and the Delta Quadrant) conspired to see Janeway and Chakotay play-pretend, and the one inevitable time it was real.

This fic starts out sprinkled with humour at the Delta quadrant wedding rituals the command team is forced to undergo for supplies, and meanders into angst territory as time, and feelings, march on. Sections 4 are 5 are particularly lovely. And it has a happy ending!

Maquis Heart: The Scars of Hell (T) | @quidblr | ST:VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 4,353 words

… I kinda hated that Year of Hell just disappeared at the end of the episode without any consequences or evidence that it had happened... and I wanted a different ending.

A Year of Hell story! And it’s fantastic: just like the episodes, we get short flashes of life during that timeline, the crew’s bravery and the moments when they break down and shore each other up. The emotion of it is so spare and so strong, and the format is unique. I love that the crew retain the echoes of their experience physically and mentally, and I can’t wait for the next part in this series.

Beginnings (G) | northernexposure | ST:VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 2,283 words

Early in their journey, Chakotay becomes aware of a significant date.

I mean, if northernexposure writes a J/C fic, there’s no possible way it could escape being included on my ‘best of’ list. And this one does not disappoint. As always, it’s the small touches that make this missing-scene moment come alive: things hinted at and barely seen, complications, things half-said. All I can say is, I hope this isn’t the last J/C we see from this writer.

Honourable mention: Second Mesa (E) | @lameraextranjera | ST: VOY | Janeway x Chakotay | 69, 547 words

Chakotay runs a health clinic in rural Arizona. Janeway is sent as the new medical director.

Okay, I admit it – I haven’t read the entire fic yet. But what I have read is thoughtful, meticulously researched and the interactions between Janeway and Chakotay feel authentic. And I’m a sucker for a good modern AU.

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2018 fic year in review: the MiaCooper edition

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Fictober18 #28 - “I felt it. You know what I mean.”

This is today’s entry for fictober. I’m going to try to post a short story every day during October based on a quote provided by the organizer of Fictober18. All stories will be from Arrow based on the Olicity Fandom.  

Today’s quote is “I felt it. You know what I mean.” This is a continuation of the story I’ve been doing since #22 (all past stories can be found under MyFanfic on my blog or on AO3). The hockey game ends and date night begins! Thanks to @mel-loves-all for the pic of Felicity above, although I fiddled with it a little. Also available on AO3.

When the final buzzer sounded at the end of the third period Oliver had butterflies in his stomach. Date time. He spent the entirety of the game reminding himself to focus on the game. But he couldn’t help it, he knew Felicity was watching. He just wanted to impress her. There was just something about her. He couldn’t explain it but he needed her in his life.

Oliver was never really been a one woman type of guy. The few women who tried just made him feel trapped. He was ashamed to say he did not treat those women well. After his first year of university, he had been involved in a tragic boating accident where he was shipwrecked. He lost his father and spent forty-eight hours alone before he was rescued. It changed his life perspective. From that point forward he was grateful for every day. He vowed to be kind and help whenever he could. He also stopped his womanizing ways. He focused on his career. His career was still important but Felicity changed things.

Oliver looked over at Felicity who was standing, cheering the win. She was it. He knew the moment he saw her. He always thought people who said that were lying. Nope. He skated over to Felicity and Caitlin, mouthed “text” until Felicity nodded then headed to the locker room to get ready.

*****

With all Caitlin’s excitement and the game, Felicity had forgotten to check her phone. She hoped it wasn’t important. She was both relieved and anxious when she saw she missed texts from Oliver.

Oliver: You look lovely

Oliver: I KNOW you had something to do with why Barry is all smiles

Oliver: Tell me at dinner PLEASE

Felicity laughed. She felt bad that she’d missed these texts with their prime flirting opportunity. Everything about Oliver made her smile. While this made her happy, it also scared her lots. Her phone buzzed in her hand with a new text.

Oliver: I’ll come get you at your seat asap

Felicity: Can’t wait

Felicity: Going to run to the ladies but will be back before you get here

Felicity: Caitlin is going with, tell Barry

Felicity: We are not ditching

Oliver: Got it

Felicity and Caitlin headed to the same big washroom they ditched their jerseys in Felicity’s oversized bag. They quickly fixed their makeup and fluffed their hair before returning to their seats.

*****

Barry came out first. When he saw Caitlin his draw dropped. Wow. Like, wow. Had she always been this hot? He stood staring. He felt a hand on his shoulder, looked up surprised to see Oliver.

“I think you have to go get her, Barry. She may have seen you staring.” Oliver chuckled, headed toward Felicity and Caitlin. “Hello ladies, you both look lovely. Caitlin, Barry is right behind me.” He turned to Felicity. “Ready?”

“Starving!” Felicity put her hand over her mouth. “I didn’t mean to say that!”

Oliver laughed. “It’s okay, I’m starving too. Let’s go.”

Felicity looked back at Caitlin and Barry, “bye guys.”

Oliver smiled. “Did he talk to her yet?”

*****

Oliver took Felicity to a lovely Italian restaurant down near the water. It truly was lovely. They were seated as soon as they arrived where they were given wine and bread.

“This place wins.” Felicity took a piece of bread out the basket, began buttering.

“Already?” Oliver smiled.

“Well, they sat me down, supplied with wine and bread. What more could a girl ask for?” Felicity took a bite of the bread, moaned. “So good.”

Oliver loved how she loved everything. The smallest things seemed to bring Felicity great joy. She really helped change your perspective. When Oliver was with Felicity, he just appreciated it all.“You don’t need me for this at all. Do you?”

“Oops, sorry. It wasn’t my intent to make you feel unwanted. I love being here with you. I’m just so comfortable when I’m with you, I blurt things out without thinking them through.” Felicity felt bad.

Oliver could see the worry in her eyes, he took her non-bread holding hand, held it, “I want you to say what you feel. I certainly don’t feel unwanted. In fact, you make feel special and happy. You even make me want to eat the bread.”

“Oh do! Eat the bread, Oliver it’s great!” Felicity pushed the basket closer to him.

“So, tell me about your mission to hook up Barry and Caitlin.” Oliver smiled.

Felicity was about to defend herself, it wasn’t a mission, exactly. When the server arrived. They placed their orders. Felicity hoped Oliver would forget his question but he looked at her intently when the server left. “I wouldn’t call it a mission.”

Oliver laughed. “Okay, not a mission but you did good. I’ve been trying to get Barry to make a move since the night we met but he said he couldn’t something about girl code. Then he saw her tonight. He was beyond wowed.”

“Oh, I hope it goes well. Caitlin is my best friend, truly a wonderful person. But like many, she’s had her heart broken. It took some convincing to get her to put herself out there. She really thought Barry would never see her like that.” Felicity took a sip of wine.

“Oh, he saw her like that.” Oliver chuckled remembering Barry’s reaction to Caitlin earlier. “You need to know he’s a good guy. Whether things work out or not he will treat her with respect.”

Felicity sighed. “Thank goodness. That’s what I thought but I’ve been wrong about people in the past.”

The server brought their food. Felicity smiled, breathing in the aromas. “Oliver Queen you do keep me well fed.”

“Tell me a little about yourself. You’ve mentioned you are from Las Vegas, what brought you to Starling City?” Oliver rolled spaghetti around his fork.

It seemed like such an innocent question but really it wasn’t. She would have to tell him now or it would just get worse. “I came to Starling City to work and for an experimental surgery. I am the first recipient of the spinal chip.”

Oliver put his utensils down, looked at her with concern. “Oh Felicity, I had no idea. You don’t need to share why you needed the chip but I am so so beyond grateful you were able to do this. You helped develop the chip didn’t you?”

Felicity’s eyes welled with tears. Of course, he responded perfectly. This was their first date and she was officially all the way down the rabbit hole. She wiped a tear away. “Sorry, I have no idea why I was nervous to tell you that. I tell people all the time. It’s not like I’m ashamed that I was in a wheelchair and then helped to create the technology to change that. It was a car accident for me. Right after I graduated from MIT. I worked with my colleague Curtis Holt who was here while I was in Las Vegas with my Mom recovering to create the chip. I’m still amazed that it works.”

“Felicity you are remarkable.” Oliver let out a breath, reached over to take Felicity’s hands in his own. ”Truly remarkable. I have no problem believing this is the case in or out of a wheelchair. I’m sorry you were hesitant to tell me but it is a big truth so I understand. Thank you for telling me.”

Felicity pulled her hands back, gestured to her food. “Need to eat.” She smiled.

“Of course,” Oliver picked up his utensils. “I’m happy to drop the topic if you like but I was just going to say being an accident is a life-changing experience.”

Felicity nodded at him to continue.

“I was shipwrecked during the summer after my first year of college. I lost my father.” Oliver spoke quietly.

Felicity reached across the table, took Oliver’s hand giving it a squeeze for support.“Oh, Olive,r I had no idea. I’m so incredibly sorry.”

“Thank you,” Oliver said sincerely. “It was a long time ago but it changed me. I changed the way I lived my life. It made me grateful for every day. I was a different man before the accident and since I met you I feel like I’m becoming a different man again. I want to be the kind of man you deserve.”

He thought he needed to change for her, no! “Oh Oliver, you are already that man. You don’t need to change a thing. I like you just as you are.”

“You like me.” Oliver blushed.

“I do. I hope we get to have another date.” Felicity looked away shyly.

“Felicity, I want us to have all the dates. I like you a lot. When I met you, I felt it. You know what I mean.” Oliver was really putting himself out there but he felt like he could trust her.

“I do.” Felicity nodded. “I felt it too. So, glad I’m not in this alone.”

“You have me, you will always have me. Well, as long as you want me.” Oliver smiled.

“Right now, it feels like that might be forever,” Felicity whispered.

Oliver leaned over, caressed Felicity’s cheek. “Forever works for me.”

To be continued tomorrow :)

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