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clumsyclifford · 7 months
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It’s not even about the sexuality crisis anymore, honestly; he just doesn’t think Alex deserves the satisfaction of knowing he can successfully induce a sexuality crisis in Brian. It’s kind of unfair that Alex has that much power, and that he’s aware of it. If he’s going to be parading around seducing band guys on Warped Tour, he should at least have the decency to pick the ones who are already into guys.
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27-royal-teas · 8 months
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“Goodnight, Jack,” Alex said, soft as a feather, and Jack was left with two new discoveries: one, that Alex Gaskarth was much nicer than Jack had given him credit for, and two, he looked gorgeous when he blushed.
Or: Alex is hot and everyone likes him. Jack is four feet deep in denial.
AND ITS DONE!!!!! ITS FINISHED., !!!! my dearest @luckyfinn72, I wish to you the bestest of birthdays!!!! I’m sorry I didn’t quite beat the clock, and I’m sorry the pacing of this story is horribly dreadful, but you know what, I completed it and ultimately that’s all I can ask of my writing at this point. I really hope you like it and I hope you had the most wonderful day of your life <33333
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in-a-rose-daze · 2 years
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Love is something steady and intentional, something built up over little moments over the years.
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“I love you.”
He doesn’t get sick of letting him know.
“I love you too.”
He doesn’t get sick of hearing it back either.
A little self-indulgent fic I made WITH a little art piece in it! I just really like them...
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callilemon · 1 month
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@bookdragonwrites, thank you for creating such a wonderful story!
HAPPY ATL ANNIVERSARY 💜💙
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Noé & Vanitas are telling you to read it! What are you still doing on the post??
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cxmp-writes · 23 days
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Every summer, skater boys Calum and Michael travel to a sleepaway camp like no other — Camp Woodward — to hone their skills, meet new friends, and take their talents to the next level. But it's what they're not expecting that will change their lives forever.
Skateboarding summer-camp AU with F/NF elements and mild coming-out angst. 5k words, malum, T-rated.
For @5sos-fic-fest's 2024 "Friends To Lovers" Prompt Fic Fest.
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slashtakemylife · 5 months
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Me: One of the reasons I don't like Steve's ending is because it breaks Peggy's character growth in Agent Carter, at the end of it she kissed Sousa and I liked him so I thought that was her husband for real, I was quite saddened to see Marvel gave a bullshit "they broke up" and later find they killed Sousa.
Me already thinking a haters response: Well not because they shared one kiss scene it means it was happily ever after.
Me: It actually is? That's how shows work, that's what many movies also do, they don't do all the characters life but they imply that's their happy ending, for them to break that significant scene much later does leave a bad taste.
I mean in that logic, we saw Steve and Peggy dancing when young but old Steve doesn't literally confirm it's Peggy who he's married in the end, we imply it, it would be like if later it's revealed they did date but ended up not working and Steve just married someone else...
Wait, hold on, Hold On HOLD ON
*STUCKY MODE INTENSIFIES*
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neon-danger · 29 days
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thinking about that reader who commented that they’ve never “seen this pairing” or something
where did they come from? where did they go?
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danswank · 1 year
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crazy-walls · 4 months
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3, 7, 16, 29 & 30 for the ao3 wrapped game? 💕
3 What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)? - if we're going with just what I wrote this year, probably Heading For Disaster because it's the first thing I wrote in less than 24 hours/basically one sitting in like the past 3 or 4 years (and I also still like the moodboard for that)
7 If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? - I think All Time Low are the ones whose lyrics I've used the most in general
16 What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag? - fluff which doesn't really surprise me but also I usually don't use all that many tags tbh
29 Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? - these ones were the first that came to mind:
Tys Stimme klang vorsichtig, aber mit diesem beinahe sanften Unterton, der irgendwas mit Skinny machte, das er sich nicht eingestehen würde. [...] Und trotzdem graute es ihm vor dem Morgen, wenn er in das obere Bett zurück klettern musste, damit sie nicht erwischt wurden.
30 Biggest surprise while writing this year? - hmm, probably that I wrote 3 fics in 1-2 sittings and that one of them is basically pwp 😅 and that I technically figured everything out for trigger, even though I still haven't finished writing it
AO3 wrapped ask game
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tirednotflirting · 7 months
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I have a hard time writing age regression fics from the regressors pov. Idk why, but I always default to the caregiver pov. Maybe it's because I find it hard to explain the thought process of age regression? But like, my current one involves my age regressor discovering age regression after he becomes a parent (he plays with his daughter while regressed and does "homework" with her) so it kinda sucks that I'm writing from the pov of his partner who dotes on them both.
Sidenote: I just realized all three of the characters I hc as regressors are all associated with black cats🐈‍⬛ what an odd coincidence!
Aw that's so sweet!
I'll tell you something, I'm kind of the same way.
I work really hard when I want to make a fic from a regressor's pov, because most of the time I find myself relating to the caregivers more!
There's nothing wrong with that. Take solice in knowing that a lot of regressors enjoy that because it makes them feel like the caregiver is telling them the story and it adds another layer of comfort.
Your fic sounds very sweet. Let me know if you ever post it somewhere publicly, I'd love to read it.
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clumsyclifford · 3 months
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27-royal-teas · 7 months
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Lauran, who was over blending the milk, came over to Rian. “Oh, are we discussing Alex’s love life?”
Alex put his head in his hands, which was hard to do with the cup of tea. “No we are not. There is no love life to discuss. I have no love and I have no life. Can you mind your own business?”
Or: your stereotypical bookstore au
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in-a-rose-daze · 2 years
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Writing a song with the others absent can only get you so far, but sometimes that far is where you wanted to end up.
Handing out small bits of jalex like candy I missed this I missed doing this for so long 💕
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ryoyiel · 2 years
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91 but especially 108 for atlas <3
prompt: is that my shirt
ship: atlas
Morning meetings aren't necessarily Atle's favourite part of his weekly schedule but he doesn't think anyone enjoys them really. He sips on his cup of coffee as he listens to one of their coaches briefing them one last time on how the guy who's setting today's course usually sets them to benefit his skiers. There's a tap against his toes and Atle turns his face away from the coach to face the boy opposite of him. Lucas keeps on looking at their coach in front of the whiteboard.
Atle too taps him with his own foot and a small smile forms on Lucas' lips though he keeps looking straight ahead at their coach, so Atle turns his face back at him as well. Lucas' foot keeps touching his underneath the table, brushes up and down Atle's calf and it takes every bit of strength within him to focus on anything but where Lucas' body is touching his.
Their team doesn't know, neither Lucas nor him are ready for them to do so. None of them know that Lucas' foot his touching his leg right now, they don't know that Atle woke up with a still fast asleep Lucas in his arms. They don't know that this simple touch underneath the table is giving Atle butterflies in his stomach.
Atle looks at Lucas again when he sees him move in the corner of his eyes. He's taking off the dark blue feece jacket that he's been wearing all morning. Lucas had disappeared into his own room after having spent the night at Atle's before they went downstairs to get breakfasts and grab coffee before the meeting. Lucas walked out of his hotelroom with the jacket on and hasn't taken it off until now.
It takes a few second for Atle's brain to process the view in front of him and when he does he gulps. Underneath his fleece jacket, Lucas is wearing his shirt. It's the same one he's worn last night when the two of them went out for a couple of drinks. It's the same shirt Lucas had taken off him when they were back at the hotel. It takes all of Atle's concentration not to stare at the way his shirt fits around Lucas' chest or the way the sleeves hug the muscles of his arms. There is no way he can focus on their coach now.
When the meeting is over, Atle only remembers a fraction of what he's been told but he feels like he could paint a picture of Lucas wearing his shirts with his eyes closed. They leave the room, Lucas before him and followed by several of their teammates. It takes Atle a solid three minutes to catch up with him and another five minutes for them to be far enough away from everyone else to talk.
"What the fuck?", it's not the most creative opener to a conversation Atle has ever come up with but he really means it. Lucas looks confused.
"What do you mean 'what the fuck'?"
"What mission were you on just now? The whole foot thing under the table? And that's my shirt, isn't it?"
"I, uh-", Lucas scratches the back of his head and has the audacity to blush. "I just wanted to, uh, show affection? I tried to be subtle, I swear"
"That explains the foot thing. What about my shirt?"
"It smelled like you"
Atle tries to hide a gasp by forcefully keeping his mouth shut. It comes out a very harsh huff through his nose. Lucas' face goes from confused to realisation to a mean grin.
"Are you into that?"
"I- uh, I'm- No?", Atle stutters and he doesn't even believe himself. Lucas throws his head back laughing and Atle's face changes into a crimson red.
"Ah, you're really something", Lucas laughs as he ruffles through Atle's hair, presses a small kiss to his temple and then thankfully changes the topic.
It's when they're back in Atle's hotel bed after the race when Lucas leans down to his ear to whisper "FYI, I also stole a pair of your boxers"
Atle moans.
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honeyedlashton · 1 year
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i’m reading the good side rn and you’ve got me in tears at 9am on a monday 😭😭😭
Omg, please that’s so sweet!!! I remember crying my eyes out writing it!! Damn…and I wrote it in the morning, too. I think it was like 11 am that I finished it that day. I haven’t thought about this fic in a while 😭😭 Thank you for reminding me!! I hope you’re enjoying it!!!
🩷✨🩵💛💐
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