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umweiss · 11 months
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☾ a shoulder to cry on 𖤓
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After Katara confronts her mother's killer, Zuko provides comfort in the storm.
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makeagif · 1 month
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Lando Norris / Formula 1 Testing, Sakhir, Bahrain, Day Two. (22/02/2024)
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zebappreciationweek · 8 months
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Zeb Appreciation Week: Day Two - Favorite emotional scene
Journey Through the Star Cluster
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ghostly-penumbra · 5 months
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Ectoberhaunt 2023. Day Twenty-one
"Isekai: Past Prompt: Ectoberhaunt 2021. Day Two: Laugh"
Ao3
DPxDC. Inspired by this post.
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Batman observed as his children interacted with… Danny, who was and wasn’t his son at the same time.
A clone created from his and Joker’s DNA, he and his sister Jazz –created from Diana and Cheetah’s DNA– were meant to have their growth accelerated and be programmed to take down their heroic progenitors ‘if necessary’, but the Fentons –their parents–, once they saw the children they had engineered wouldn’t be allowed childhoods, lives of their own, or even personhoods, had taken the children, blown up the lab and all the research and samples there were, and had ran away to an untraceable city, where they grew up as quasi-normal children.
Neither of them had even the slightest intention of leaving their parents.
“… and I naturally say ‘how about a little gratitude for your dashing rescuer?’, you know, ‘cause I deserve it!”
Red Robin muttered a curse and tried to shove at Red Hood, and that bickering was what final made the siblings burst into laughter, loud and young… and frenzied, mocking, and never ending.
Batman’s son froze in their struggle, staring at Danny with apprehension.
It wasn’t long before him and Jasmine noticed, and quieted their laughter. “Is something wrong?” Jasmine asked.
It was Jason who spoke up first. Jason who was the one that had gotten attached first and more deeply.
“Danny, your laughter is just like Joker’s and it’s pretty disturbing.”
Danny looked surprised for a second, but then groaned and buried his face in his hands. Jasmine sighed and rubbed her forehead.
“Of course it is.” She said.
“It’s not really a big deal.” Tim began, looking at Danny with worry. “It just surprised us, we’ll get over it.”
“I’m supposed to already have under control!” Danny bemoaned. “I’ve practiced!” He turned to his sister for comfort. “How much have I been slipping?”
“Barely! Just this time. Your smiles are good.”
At his sister’s words, Danny smiled at the other boys; a small, hesitant thing that might have fooled people that weren’t detectives.
“The autism, on the other hand, you got from Batman.” Red Robin said, and took a sip from his coffee.”
The siblings turned to look at him, clearly curious, and Batman gave them a neutral stare. He didn’t conceal his fidgeting die.
Danny smiled, and their conversation resumed.
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arireynes · 6 months
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Day 2: Ghosts
Thinking about being a ghost hunter, and going into an abandoned house alone, with my equipment and my camera, ready to catch some kind of paranormal activity. I'd feel strange as soon as I walked in, but I'd shake it off, and keep going, slowly searching through the house for any signs of ghosts.
Little would I know, I had been followed all around. They saw every time I bent over to examine something, the way my breath hitched when they casually brushed against me. They'd have a feeling I'd want them just as badly, especially when I let out a breathy sigh when they tested out how far they could go, touching me more and more.
I wouldn't understand, but when I'm cornered, confused, I'd still be ready to film, to capture my proof. Until they take the camera from me, and flip it so it recorded me. I'd gasp as invisible, chilling hands slid over my hips, pinning me in place, taking what they know I want.
Getting fucked by a ghost--by several, in enough time--was the perfect proof, but you couldn't possibly show anyone the footage of you getting fucked in the air, moaning around something that doesn't seem to be there. You'll just have to return, and try to get more proof.
And if you have to go keep going back because the same thing happens every time? Well, it can't be helped.
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esilher · 2 months
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« I look at you, lookin' at me Now I know why they say the best things are free I'm gonna love you boy you are so fine Angel of mine »
Monica - Angel of mine
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pionponpon · 6 months
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Known as That Asshole, Gostoc
Day 02: Scavenge
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evanbuckleyweek · 2 years
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EVAN BUCKLEY WEEK 2022 ↳ DAY TWO: FAVORITE LINES OR SCENES
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effulgent-girl · 6 months
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Jaime & Brienne Week - Day Two - How long have you been shipping JB?
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just-gingerkat · 6 months
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bari-the-witch · 10 months
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Mating dance
I got the idea to write that this morning while watching that video.
Written for @steddie-week day 2: Fluff
“And then the male starts his beautiful and quite fun to watch mating dance, trying to mesmerize the female into giving him her full attention. Look at how he moves around her, throwing his head back and showing off his impressive chest…”
Eddie watches the screen with rapt attention, one of his hands stopping halfway to his mouth, the popcorn on his lap long forgotten.
There is something hypnotic about what the bird is doing, dancing, and whistling, to impress the female in front of him.
Wow, and all that just to get laid. What an idiot.
Ever since he was a child, Eddie loved nature documentaries, something only a few of his friends know. It isn’t because he's ashamed of it. There is nothing shameful about learning more of the world around you, but it’s also nothing he parades around.
Wayne knows of course, he’s the one who got Eddie into it one rainy Saturday evening a few years ago. And it’s still their thing at least once a month, when Wayne works the day shift for a change, watching TV all night after they changed into their most comfortable pajamas. Some would call it childish, and Eddie is too old for this. Eddie calls it the happiest time of the month.
The second person to know about this is Steve.
Yeah, you heard right, Steve Harrington, former douchebag King Steve who actually turned out to be a decent guy, knows about mean and scary looking Eddie Munson that he likes to watch nature documentaries in his free time. Steve Harrington, who's also his friend now, a pretty good friend Eddie likes to point out.
It happened four weeks ago on a Saturday, when he and Wayne had their monthly Munson movie marathon. The knock on the door came as a surprise and Eddie threw a confused look in Wayne's direction, who simply shrugged his shoulders and said he didn’t expect anyone tonight. Eddie's pretty sure he didn't make any plans either.
The knock came again, firmer this time, so Eddie got up begrudgingly, wondering who's knocking on their door this time of the night uninvited. For a split second, all kinds of bad scenarios ran through his mind, ranging from Vecna being back to one of the townspeople having enough and trying to beat him up in his own home.
Turns out as he opened the door, he made plans with someone, Steve to be exact. And totally forgot about it.
In the end, Steve ended up wedged between them, a bowl of popcorn in his lap and the cutest, most confused expression on his face. Wayne, the old gossip girl, immediately told Steve everything about their monthly ritual, including Eddie’s fondness for animal documentaries.
Eddie expected at least some kind of teasing comment because it really was something to tease about, but Steve only nodded in understanding while chewing on a piece of popcorn, fueling Eddie’s pathetic crush further like a can of gasoline thrown into a fiery pit.
And now Eddie's sitting here on Steve’s couch, watching TV while Steve prepares something to eat. Eddie’s mouth waters at the delicious smell of a home-cooked meal wafting over from the kitchen.
He offered his help, only earning a stern look in return, so he walked back to the living room and popped in a tape to pass the time until dinner. Geez, he only nearly burned down the kitchen once because he got distracted by something outside. Steve really shouldn’t be so resentful about this.
"What are you watching?”
At the sound of Steve's voice, Eddie nearly throws over the popcorn bowl on his lap.
“Jesus Christ, Stevie. Wear a bell next time!” he says, gripping the bowl tighter, trying to calm his erratic heartbeat.
“I told you I’m like a ninja,” Steve replies amusedly at Eddie’s reaction. 
Eddie rolls his eyes. “Tell yourself that. It only worked because I was distracted.” He motions his head to the TV where another bird is trying to woo the totally unimpressed female in front of him.
“Sure, if you say so,” Steve says as he puts the two steaming bowls of pasta he’s carrying on the table. He then takes a seat on the couch beside him, a lot closer than Eddie’s poor heart can handle. With how close they’re sitting, Eddie is hyperaware of the warmth of Steve’s skin even through several layers of fabric and it makes him want to do all kinds of very stupid things right now.
To distract himself, he takes the bowl of food into his hands and takes a careful bite. It’s fucking delicious as always.
“Wow, I can’t believe it’s actually working,” Steve snorts at something happening on the screen. “I mean, one moment she looks like she doesn’t care and in the next she’s like - BOOM - totally impressed. Only because he’s puffing out his chest a bit and making all these weird noises.”
“You mean like you?” Eddie teases, bumping their shoulders together. “Looks a bit familiar actually.”
“H- Hey!” Steve sputters wide-eyed. “I do not - I don’t like that, man. Take that back!”
“Yes, you do.”
“No!”
“Come on Steve, even you have to admit that it’s almost the same.”
“Eddie, come on,” Steve laughs embarrassed. “Don’t be an ass. I don't look like that when I’m flirting.”
“You mean,” Eddie puts the bowl back on the table before jumping up and moving around until he’s in front of Steve, “You don’t walk around like that when you want to impress someone?” He puffs out his chest just like the bird did, throwing his head back and moving his arms in a bad impression of wings, flailing them around. “Because I’ve clearly seen those moves on you before, Stevie. Don’t deny it.”
“Oh my God Eddie, stop it. You look absolutely ridiculous!” Steve laughs, holding his stomach and nearly toppling over from laughing so hard. There are tears gathered in the corners of his eyes and the rush of making Steve lose it like this only spurs Eddie on further to make an idiot out of himself.
“Sorry Stevie, I can’t hear you over my awesome imitation of your flirting,” Eddie cackles, jumping and flailing around like a maniac.
“Shit,” Steve says between wheezing breaths. “Shit, I can’t believe this is so working on me right now.”
Eddie nearly lands face first on the floor, stumbling over his own two feet at Steve’s unexpected words. As he gets back his footing his head immediately snaps over to him. Steve's mouth is pressed into a firm line, a bright blush high on his cheeks while he tries to avoid Eddie’s eyes.
“Uh, just - just forget what I said.”
The carefree atmosphere from before felt tense now, replacing laughter with awkward silence. Eddie needs a moment to fully comprehend what Steve said, and after he did, the first slivers of hope lodge themselves inside his chest.
Holy shit, did that mean…?
“Steve…?” Eddie asks hopefully, walking a few steps closer. “Does that mean you…?”
Steve snorts, but it sounds bitter this time. “That I have had a huge fucking crush on you for months now and it’s slowly driving me crazy? Yes, absolutely. Do what you want with that, but please,” he gulps, looking at Eddie pleadingly. "Let's just… talk about something else?”
Eddie dreamed for months of hearing those words coming out of Steve’s mouth and he never thought he’d hear them for real, not in a million years. But here they are now, in the middle of the Harrington living room after Steve dropped the bomb of crushing on him for months. Not weeks, not days. Months. So, it isn’t a spur of the moment thing but actual, serious feelings. The whole situation is so surreal, that's the only explanation for what Eddie is doing next.
He laughs, right into Steve’s face.
 It starts with a small huff, before spiraling into something loud and boisterous. Eddie grips his stomach like Steve did before, trying to catch his breath in between.
“Glad this is amusing you so much,” Steve hisses, crossing his arms in front of his chest as a sign of defense. “God, I’m such an idiot…”
No. Nope. Oh no, shit. He didn’t mean it like that. At all.
Just as Steve shoots up from the couch and is about to squeeze himself through the gap between Eddie and the table, Eddie wakes up from his stupor, quickly grabbing Steve’s wrist.
“Hey, no. Sorry I- I didn’t mean it like that.”
Steve doesn’t look convinced, but he doesn't try to leave again, so Eddie continues.
"Sorry for laughing at you. I shouldn’t have done that,” he says ruefully, pulling a strand of hair in front of his face. "But you totally caught me off guard with your confession. Not that it’s your fault or anything. I just never thought I’d hear those words like ever, so… God, it’s so weird that you finally said them and all it took was moving in front of you like an idiot. With a stupid bird mating dance.”
Tentative laughter bubbles out of his chest, filling the space between them and only now Eddie realizes how close they’re standing. His lips suddenly feel dry, and he licks them, noticing Steve's eyes follow the movement. 
Eddie never kissed someone or was kissed before, but even he knows the meaning of this.
So, with one last look, to make sure he doesn't read this wrong, Eddie slowly leans in, giving Steve enough time to draw back or shove him away.
He doesn’t.
Eddie has no clue what he’s doing when he presses their lips together, when he grabs Steve’s face in his hands by instinct, angling it to the side, so he can slot their open mouths together to deepen the kiss. But it must be the right thing to do because Steve enthusiastically returns it, burrowing his hands into Eddie’s hair, tugging lightly at the strands.
Eddie gasps, so Steve does it again.
The kiss is hot and messy and even better than he imagined it in the solitude of his room. It sends tingles from his lips all the way down his spine before it pools hotly in his stomach like a pond of molten lava. 
When they part again after seconds, minutes, hours, Eddie can’t really tell, he needs a moment to gather his thoughts, and when he opens his eyes, he sees Steve isn’t far behind him on that. Steve's panting lightly, hair disheveled from Eddie’s hands, his lips swollen and shining wetly in the bright light of the still turned-on TV.
“Just for the record, I really like you,” Steve whispers, leaning his forehead against Eddie’s with still closed eyes. “If you haven’t noticed already.”
“Hmm, I’m not sure,” Eddie answers playfully, pretending to take a moment to think about it. “I guess I need more convincing.”
“Idiot…," Steve huffs amusedly and kisses him again.
Later, when both of them feel like their lips are about to fall off, they cuddle on the couch and watch the rest of the movie. Steve is on his back, head propped up on the armrest, legs stretched out and his arm around Eddie’s back. Eddie's draped halfway on top of him, playing with a loose thread from Steve’s shirt.
“I still can’t believe this shit worked on me,” Steve says as he watches another bird try its luck at a female. He tenses. “Oh God, please don’t tell anyone this is how we got together. Please, Eddie. You can’t do that to me.”
“What? Afraid you’ll lose some cool points to the kids?”
This earns him a pinch to the side.
“Come on, say it.”
“Hmm, no.”
“Eddie!”
Steve pinches him again, which makes Eddie laugh and pinch him back, and soon they’re tangled up in a full-blown pinching war, missing the rest of the movie.
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aanoia · 6 months
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Day two
Prompt: Family, Friends, Loved Ones @flufftober Newt Scamander x Kowalski!reader words; 600+ warnings; none I really like this one :)
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“Newt, what is this?” I asked suspiciously, eyes wide as Newt looked at me while he was halfway in his case.
“It’s where I keep my animals.” He said quietly with a glint in his eye.
“But-but how?” I questioned, slightly breathless at it all. Magic was still so new to me.
“There’s a spell on the case that makes the inside bigger than the outside.” He said as he climbed down the ladder in his case.
“Wait, Newt!” 
“Come on, Y/n!” He said gleefully and I gulped, looking into the case to see a ladder. I took a deep breath and put my foot on the first rung, and once I was sure it was stable I slowly climbed down. 
Once my feet hit the dusty wood floor at the bottom I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. I turned around hesitantly and my face instantly lit up. I was in a small shack, and outside the door there were leafy greens everywhere. I slowly walked to the door and poked my head out, marveling at the different terrains outside of the forest. 
“Newt?” I called out, noticing the boy's absence. I yelped in shock as something small and green crawled up my sleeve, it sort of looked like a small stick. “Hello there, little guy.” The stick thing huffed, crossing its long arms. “Little girl?” I asked and it uncrossed its arm with a squeal.
“There you are.” Newt said as he came from behind a tree.
“There you are.” I snorted and his eyes lit up at the stick thing on my arm.
“Oh! You found a Bowtruckle, clingy creatures, these little things.” He said with a smile.
“A Bowtruckle?”
He nodded, “You should name her.”
I smiled at the little Bowtruckle, “Okay, how about Rosie?” She nuzzled my arm.
“I think she likes it.”
I gasped as I felt a small tug on the necklace around my neck. 
“Oh, goodness.” Newt exclaimed and grabbed a creature from off my back. It was small and black, with a duck-like beak and black eyes. 
“What is that?” I asked with wide eyes.
“It’s a baby Niffler. They like shiny things.” 
“So he tried to take my necklace?”
Newt nodded, walking over to a small enclosure and opening the top. “Indeed.” I peered into the enclosure to find a larger Niffler with six more little babies. Newt gently placed the baby back with his mama, who seemed to scold the little thing. I laughed quietly at the interaction.
 “Come.” Newt urged, grabbing my hand and dragging me through the forest. We came to a desert-like area and I held tightly onto Newt’s hand. “Frank?” Newt called out and I yelped as a large bird flew over us. 
The bird landed carefully and Newt smiled, holding his arm out to the beak. Frank nudged his hand with his beak, huffing gently. Newt retracted his hand and grabbed mine tightly.
“Oh no, no no no no no.” I declined and Newt shook his head.
“It’s okay, he won’t hurt you.” He persisted and I gulped and shut my eyes tightly.
“Okay, fine.” Newt slowly brought my hand to the bird and only once I felt his hard beak against my palm did I open my eyes. Frank’s eyes were closed in content.
“He likes you too.” Newt whispered, happiness in his gaze as he watched the girl he loved interact with the animals he loved most.
“This is so scary.” I responded. “I love it.”
“Me too. These animals are my family, I’m beyond thankful they like you.” He explained. I turned my head and looked at Newt with soft eyes.
“I am too.”
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makeagif · 1 month
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Lando Norris / Formula 1 Testing, Sakhir, Bahrain, Day Two. (22/02/2024)
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hoodies-n-cola · 6 months
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Eddtober 2023 Day 2 - Tom
Don't forget to hydrate and take breaks during the creative process!
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theladycarpathia · 9 months
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Hellcheer Week Day two - Rockstar Wife Part 1 of 2
Writing a fic for this au didn't happen as much as I wanted it to. This was the next best thing. Not gonna lie, it's a little messy but it was super fun.
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celebrity2 · 8 months
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