#future fic Friday

[wildlife4life]

Fuck-It Friday Coda

Tagged by the amazing @hippolotamus @jesuisici33 @wikiangela and @tizniz (who dropped a whole new fic!) Thank you so much! Hope you all are just as hyped for bi-buck as I am!!!!!!! Not much to say than what's being said everywhere for 7x04. Here is my coda this historic episode and it can be read on ao3 as well. Enjoy!

It’s never really a surprise anymore whenever Buck runs into Tommy at the 118’s favorite hook and ladder bar. Hell, before they broke up, Tommy took him to this bar on a couple dates. Awkward dates but dates all the same.

Buck is waiting for the latest rounds of drinks at the bar when a familiar hand lands on his shoulder, “Hey Evan.”

He whirls around and comes face to face with the very man that opened Buck up to whole new world. “H-h-hey Tommy.” He greets nervously, gaze flickering over to where his team, Maddie, Athena, and some friends from dispatch sat.

Tommy catches it and smirks, “Here with the entire crew huh? What’s the cause for this meet up? Didn’t see or hear about any big Buckley heroics over the radio waves.”

Buck finally catches Eddie attention, and his partner stiffens slightly at the sight of Tommy. They were all still friends, mostly, but after the pilot ended things with Buck, sides were taken… in more ways than one.

“You lied back then. In your loft, before I kissed you.” Tommy stated, staring out the hanger doors, hands shoved deep into his flight suit’s pockets.

Wretchedness gripped Buck’s throat tightly. He knew where this was headed, and for just the briefest moment he wanted to fight it. Fight for what he and Tommy had. “I didn’t lie. I wanted to get to know you, I thought-I still think you are cool, and I just wanted you see that.” His voice was high and tight with the brittle lie.

Tommy shook his head and Buck caught his grimacing smile, “Buck you need to stop lying to yourself and open your damn eyes. I have and you want to know what I saw?” His voice cracked with anguish.

Buck’s lower lip trembled, and he could feel the prickle of tears. He didn’t want to know. He didn’t want to face it. Because if he opened his eyes to what Tommy is seeing, the despair would be 10 times worse than what he’s facing at the time.

Always the bravest of two of them, Tommy scoffed at Buck’s silence and pushed on, “You weren’t vying for my attention. You never have. Evan you never did any sort of chasing in this relationship, I did. I so was blinded by how endearing and open you were about your best friend, that I failed to see you misplacing you’re confused emotions onto the nearest person showing you affection. Me.”

The tears began to flow when Buck shook his head, “No Tommy. I liked you; I just didn’t know about that part of myself until you showed it to me.”  He tried defending.

His boyfriend snorted, “Liked. Past. Not present.”

And Buck’s heart dropped into his gut.

Finally, Tommy looked at him and everything in his stomach becomes rancid at the utter heartbreak on the older man’s face, “I’m glad I could help you embrace your bisexuality. Truly I am. I know how freeing it can be.  But Evan, those feelings you’ve have for men, for that one special man have always been there and instead of facing them, you took the easy way out with me. And fuck man, it hurts. It really does.”

“Tommy…” Buck started, but Tommy’s hand gripping his wrist silenced him.

“Evan-Buck. Its-well it’s not entirely okay, but you didn’t know or see and neither did I. At least not until you came back from Chim’s bachelor party. You two couldn’t even look each other in the eye and you’ve been off since.”

That’s because he and Eddie got into the biggest fight of their lives during Chimney’s bachelor weekend.  Because Eddie had been acting off since Buck came out, even though he promised nothing would change. Because Buck once again became enviously green when Eddie kept his attention on the private bar tender. Because Eddie looked Buck in the eye and asked, ‘Why does he get that part of you?’ in the middle of their screaming match that Buck still has no idea how it started but ended there. Because they both walked away, too scared to confront any of those feelings. Because Buck knew deep down, he wanted to give everything he was giving to Tommy, to Eddie and so much more.

“You are such a wonderful man Buck and I know it was never your intention to hurt anyone. But us being together, it’s destroying me and you and...” Tommy sucked in a sharp breath, “And Eddie.”

And there it was. Everything that Buck has been denying since Tommy confronted him in his loft.  The person who was really behind Buck’s complex and confused emotions those few months ago. It was time Buck accepted it. It was time to open his eyes. It was time to let Tommy go.

Buck let out a sob and tugged Tommy into a tight embrace, “I’m sorry, I really am.”

Tommy sniffled, “You have nothing to apologize for Evan.” He pulled back and put Buck at arm’s length, giving him a wet smile, “I was more than honored to be your queer awakening and guru.”

Buck barked out a soggy laugh, “You turned my entire world on its axis man, but in the best way possible.”

“You’re a special one Evan and Eddie… god what you two have and what it can be.” Tommy shook his head chuckling, “I can’t stand in the way of that anymore.”

The younger firefighter stuttered out a breath, “I think that’s more on me than you.” And gets a hum of agreement from his now ex-boyfriend. He stuck a hand out, “Friends?”

Tommy didn’t even hesitate and slapped his own hand into Buck’s, squeezing tight, “Absolutely. Just give me some time, and yourself as well.”

Buck took two days after the break-up to mourn what had been his best relationship to date, to wallow in his unknown carelessness, and to confront those mixed emotions that drew him to Tommy in the first place. Then he packed his duffle and went to work.

Chimney was the first to confront him since Tommy turned down a night out at the karaoke bar and explained that he and Buck broke up. Hen followed because those two paramedics tell each other everything. Bobby reminded Buck that he was willing to listen before giving his shoulder a squeeze. Ravi seemed, relieved, but sympathetic. And Eddie pulled him into the tightest embrace asking, “Why?”

Buck didn’t give him the entire answer. Simply stated, “It wasn’t working.”

Months later Buck gave him the entire truth by taking a page out Tommy’s book and kissing Eddie senseless with a firm grip on his chin.  Eddie, who was babbling away in his kitchen about not seeing what was in front of him and desperate to know if Buck is willing to give Eddie every part of himself, kissed Buck back with ferocity. When they pulled apart Buck finally told him why Tommy ended things, “He saw what we were all too scared to look at.”

That was almost a month ago and Buck is deliriously happy with his life, with his boyfriend, with Eddie. He doesn’t need to be weird or nervous around the man that helped lead him here.  So, he winks at Eddie, telling him it’s all good, and gives his attention to Tommy. “No big newsworthy rescues. Though Chimney did rescue his 100th cat.”

Tommy shakes his head laughing, “An almost impossible feat.”

“Very much so.” Buck comments, “We’re here to celebrate Maddie’s promotion at dispatch. Officially a supervisor.”

“Hey good for her!” Tommy exclaims, “Honestly surprised it took this long. Her voice seems to be on all the major calls lately.”

Buck nods, “Yea. Would have been a different ending for all of us after the bridge collapse last year if it weren’t for my sister.”

“Man, you Buckley’s and your heroism.”

Buck blushes, Tommy Kinnard always the charmer. The other man smirks, knowing the effect he has on him still. “You look good Buck. Happy. Wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain firefighter that’s all over your Instagram lately? Hm?”

As if summoned by Tommy’s mere mention of him, a red Henley covered arm snakes its away around Buck’s waist and warmth lines up along his back. “Hey Tommy, good to see yuh man.” Eddie greets smoothly before nuzzling close to Buck’s ear, “Get that drink order in yet babe?” He asks just loud enough to be overheard by certain people close by.

The pilot’s smirk broadens, but gives a friendly slap to Eddie’s back, “Good to see yuh too Diaz. Been a minute.”

Eddie nods and his nose moves along Buck’s jaw at the movement, making him tremble, “It has. Maybe we can meet up to spar sometime.”

Before his bisexual awakening and the admittance of his true feelings, hearing his boyfriend make plans with another man would have sent him on a downward spiral. Now, thanks in part to Tommy, Eddie, his sister, and the entirety of the 118, but mostly himself, Buck is secure and at peace with his place in their lives, in Eddie’s life.

But that still doesn’t stop his big hearted, ever thoughtful boyfriend from asking, “I know I’ve only taught you the basics, but you could join Evan.”

Buck leans back into Eddie’s embrace and brushes his lips against his partner’s cheek, “Hmm. I’d rather go for the title on more equal grounds, and I really want to save myself the embarrassment of Tommy seeing my ass get kicked.”

His ex snorts out a laugh, while Eddie’s cheeks pinken at Buck’s innuendo of the actual kind of sweaty, half naked situation they want to be in. “Still shameless as ever huh Evan?” Tommy comments.

Buck shrugs, “Nothing to be ashamed of. My boyfriend is hot and I prefer to have my ass handed to me in more intimate ways. But you two can kick, spin, and punch your little hearts out. I’ll enjoy some time with Christopher, maybe even take him to a field and play the much superior sport, football.”

“God you really do not like basketball huh?” Tommy retorts with a shake of his head, probably remembering the first and last time they played, ending with Buck almost breaking Eddie’s ankle in a confused jealous rage.

“I won’t let him near anything orange and spherical.” Eddie jokes giving Buck a tight squeeze. “But if you are up to it, I would love to come over and go a few rounds. You do have a pretty sweet set up.”

The LAFD piolet grins, “Bring the Chevelle too, we can give it a once over.”

Buck makes a mental reminder to give the back seat of said car a good cleaning because the last time he and Eddie drove it out, Buck took Eddie apart in back seat and a t-shirt wipe down definitely did not suffice as ‘clean up’.

Eddie clears his throat, and his blush deepens. Yea, he’s thinking the same. “Sounds good. I’ll shoot you text and set up a time.”

Knowing the conversation is coming to an end, Buck flags down the bar tender before looking over at Tommy, “You should join us. Drinks are on,” He pauses trying to remember who lost the credit card roulette and laughs when it comes to him, “Drinks are on Josh.”

Tommy softens at the invitation, “Drinks with the 118, haven’t done that in a while. I’m in. Miller lite to start.”

Buck laughs, “Yea I know. Go join the others, Eddie and I got this.”

“Yea, I know you do. BuckandEddie, the dream team. Happy for you both, truly.” Tommy kindly states, then gives a shoulder pat to the two of them before strolling away to join the 118 and dispatchers. They faintly hear loud cheers and greetings when he gets close, their friends and family always happy to see the man who put his life and career on the line for them.

Buck places their drink order and when the bar tender slides away, Eddie pulls him back into his chest and growls into his ear, “You may not be green with envy anymore, but I sort of am.”

A shiver runs down Buck’s spine at his boyfriend’s possessive tone and knew all too well that their time at the bar was going to be short lived…unless.

“It’s no Chevelle, but the jeep is parked pretty close.” Buck breathlessly tells him.

Eddie gives him a wicked grin, “You want to take me in the jeep?”

“Wanna go for another title?”

I put in so many references from the episode and previous episodes too, as mini celebration to the 100th episode. Hope you all enjoyed! If you want to know when I drop coda fic go interact with my pinned post. Tagging (no pressure): @try-set-me-on-fire @devirnis @bi-buckrights @exhuastedpigeon @cal-daisies-and-briars @bidisasterbuckdiaz @rainbow-nerdss @daffi-990 @dangerpronebuddie @theotherbuckley @watchyourbuck @perfectlysunny02 @aroeddiediaz @loserdiaz @diazsdimples @fortheloveofbuddie @rogerzsteven @lemonzestywrites @evanbegins @bi-buck-coded @glorious-spoon @thekristen999 @spotsandsocks @sunshinediaz @lover-of-mine @hoodie-buck @elvensorceress @bucksbiawakening @giddyupbuck @goforkinard @bekkachaos @thewolvesof1998 @eddiebabygirldiaz @spaceprincessem @bibuckbuckley @honestlydarkprincess @doublecheekeddiaz @prosperdemeter2 @transboybuckley @nmcggg @monsterrae1 @missmagooglie @bigfootsmom @911onabc @911-on-abc @homerforsure

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[magicwhiskers29]

That UF kidnapping scene if the writers weren't cowards (Happy Flora Friday!)

#professor layton #flora reinhold #flora friday #art #fanart #whiskers draws #this is kinda inspired by the scene from my fic #but mostly i just asked my friends what to draw and they sad flora punching clive #i think they wanted to see that twink dead #clive dove #unwound future spoilers

[dipplinduo]

S&S D: Chapter 14 - it's heEEERREEEE

Wanna give a shoutout to all the peeps who voted to make this chapter possible. We got a few different things going on, but...you're gonna get a scene...you're gonna know WHAT scene, and you're gonna know exactly WHY I wanted to write this before the official beach episode content begins LOL.

So without further ado, here ya go!

Next update will be a double chapter update, and it will occur on Sunday, March 10th at 10:00PM EST as part of a Dipplinshipping Beach Episode Fic-A-Thon Celebration!

The fic-a-thon drops are simultaneously occurring on AO3 and will include….

Chapters 14 & 15 of Sweet & Sour Dipplins by yours truly

Chapter 5 & 6 of Another No Good Very Bad Semester by Angelabsol

Chapter 4 of "Dipplinshipping Ficlets" by Kyoko_Kusakabe

"Gothic Surfarama" by Furretd0ll

"We Dream in Colors" by MandachuWrites

I can't wait to share my update, and I really hope you can check out some of these awesome creators too! :) <3

P.S. I know I've been a bit inactive lately. Life has been a little wild, but I wanted to prioritize getting this stuff out for you guys because y'all are amazing and your support is incredible. I'll be back to being more active now, so I'd love to hear your thoughts, reactions, headcanons, and so on!!!

#my fics #dipplinshipping #kieran pokemon #kieran x juliana pokemon #juliana x kieran pokemon #juliana pokemon #kieran x juliana #juliana x kieran #beach lore #beach episode #fic-a-thons #the friend group #answering asks & stuff again on Friday!!! #💕💕💕 #also I scrapped an angst idea that is definitely going to be used in a future chapter smile

[steddieunderdogfics]

are you still mine? by sidekick_hero

@sidekick-hero

Rating: Teen and Up

4,586 words, 2/2 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Future Fic, Steddie in their 40s, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Second Chances, Minor Eleven | Jane Hopper/Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Has a Crush on Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has A Kid, Divorced Steve Harrington, Rockstar Eddie Munson

Summary:

"He kissed me," Steve blurts out, and to Robin's credit, she doesn't react except for her hand on his to twitch in surprise. She makes a questioning sound in her throat, clearly waiting for more.

This is a MOD rec as a part of our Fic Fridays.

Know a fic that deserves extra love? Submit through our asks or the submission box!

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[moregraceful]

i made what was a huge medical decision today that has been received very badly by my family and i feel absolutely nothing but pure freedom and joy about it. the thing i'm really fixated on rn is when should i post this fic i just finished

#i think october 1. for halloween #it was for skelly season but it took such a weird turn in the end that i feel weird about gifting it to someone lol #very short list of people i would subject this particular rarepair agenda to on purpose. maybe just beryl #the medical decision is legitimately life-altering and i should be stressed but i'm just like it's my body. my body horror. and i'm free :) #i'm stressin way more about the fic bro #and like if i don't gift the fic do i then go back and commit to making it even weirder and rarepaired.... #stars future leadership polycule (two guys who are dating and their captain who holds their hand in high stress situations) #what am i even talking about..................... #today my boss was like thank you for your (insane 11 paragraph long) email! i used it as a meeting agenda with my boss :) #i was like oh no now my grandboss knows i use my boss's inbox as my work livejournal #i got to remake my schedule tho now that i'm almost done with my training!! i gave myself a three day weekend... #...so i can go to the therapy i need to deal with this job. was anyone gonna tell me abt secondary trauma or was i #just supposed to find that out on my literal first day of work lol #my therapist was THRILLED she was like oh i have SO many books to recommend we're gonna have SO much fun!! i was like oh no #fridays off and life is good tbh!! except for the fic. i don't know what to do abt the fic #fresno oilers.txt

[navybrat817]

With no context, which alpha?

#navybrat updates #future fic #ari levinson #curtis everett #andy barber #alpha #no context #is this mysterious enough? #😂🤣😂 #happy friday eve #are you reading my tags? #go drink some water #stay hydrated my friends

[bellysoupset]

little help...

#its for a black friday fic lol #@clear yes the one you requested! #obviously i can write other caretakers w/ her in the future i just mean it rn

[drewtanakagf]

For @nortaeventcouncil Flash Fic Fridays!

"You love like it hurts you." 

Kilorn stokes the waning embers of the fire. He knows it will not roar again as it has hours before. The glow is enough to illuminate his and Mare's faces, the stars above pin pricks in the black blanket of night. 

The embers crackle, futile. Kilorn hums. Mare was lucky she caught him outside, she was lucky she caught him at all. The Notch was big enough for him to avoid her. I let her find me. 

It's an empty assurance. 

"I think you loved me, and I think I could have loved you." Mare continues, purple electricity crackling across her knuckles. She loved to hurt, this Kilorn knew. Mare isn't the kind of person to shy away from a fight. 

Kilorn isn't looking for one. Yet an inquisitive "Really?" crumbles out from his dry throat. 

"Yeah," Mare says, fiddling with a rock, thumbs smoothing over it, as if she could cause thousands of years of erosion in a single action. "I would have had to learn." 

Kilorn searches for her eyes in the low-light. The embers are barely glowing. Her eye sockets are dark shadows, indecipherable. He pokes at the fire again, sparks flying and falling into nothing. 

Kilorn sighs, tosses his stick to the side. He stands up, brushing off the specks of dirt and finds his way to his room in the darkness. 

He doesn't want to fight Mare, not when she's already won. 

#red queen fic #red queen #kilorn warren #mare barrow #its a friend break up but there’s feelings involved #but not enough to be romantic. its giving up on your back up plan. or any chance to be sure of your future #anyways. kilorn and mare's friendship needs to be written ab more #✍🏾 time #rq flash fic fridays

[whimsicallyenchantedrose]

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 175: Of Werewolves and Anatomy Scans

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 175: Of Werewolves and Anatomy Scans

Pairing:  Captain Swan

Summary:   A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring Killian Jones and  Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all swoon. Will contain  both canon and AU stories. My contribution to Operation Rainbow Kisses  and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown out the season 4 finale  angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

Other Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (28) (29) (30) (31) (32) (33) (34) (35) (36) (37) (38) (39) (40) (41) (42) (43) (44) (45) (46) (47) (48) (49) (50) (51) (52) (53) (54) (55) (56) (57) (58) (59) (60) (61) (62) (63) (64) (65) (66) (67) (68) (69) (70) (71) (72) (73) (74) (75) (76) (77) (78) (79) (80) (81) (82) (83) (84) (85) (86) (87) (88) (89) (90) (91) (92) (93) (94) (95) (96) (97) (98) (99) (100) (101) (102) (103) (104) (105) (106) (107) (108) (109) (110) (111) (112) (113) (114) (115) (116) (117) (118) (119) (120) (121) (122) (123) (124) (125) (126) (127) (128) (129) (130) (131) (132) (133) (134) (135) (136) (137) (138) (139) (140) (141) (142) (143) (144) (145) (146) (147) (148) (149) (150) (151) (152) (153) (154) (155) (156)  (157) (158) (159) (160) (161) (162) (163) (164) (165) (166) (167) (168) (170) (171) (172) (173) (174)

Tagging a few people who may be interested (Let me know if you want to be added or taken off the list): @sailormew4 @annaamell @flslp87 @emmateo26@bethacaciakay @ultraluckycatnd @ineffablecolors, @ilovemesomekillianjones @kat2609 @brooke-to-broch @missgymgirl @galadriel26 @the-lady-of-misthaven @charmingturkeysandwich @jennjenn615 @laschatzi @kimmy46 @snowbellewells @iamanneenigma @daxx04 @nickillian @a-rose-for-a-savior @gillie  @britishguyslover @ginnyjinxedandhanshotritafirst @kmomof4  @linda8084 @golfgirld @captain-swan-coffee @searchingwardrobes @hollyethecurious @laughswaytoomuch @deathbycaptainswan @allyourdarlingswans @killiarious @winterbaby89 @facesiousbutton82 @therooksshiningknight, @lfh1226-linda @tiganasummertree

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Warning:  This one’s so fluffy it may make your teeth rot.

“Yeah, so I’m having a lot of abdominal pain,” Leroy said loudly to the receptionist of the Storybrooke Walk In Clinic, which shared a wing of the hospital with the OB/GYN ward.  “Feels like my bowels are all twisted. Maybe if I could empty them fully I’d feel better, but I’m all stopped up.”

Emma rolled her eyes as she sat with Killian waiting eagerly for their big prenatal appointment.  “I don’t know about you, babe,” she said, squeezing her husband’s hand, “but I can safely say that is more than I ever wanted to know about Leroy’s bowels.”

Killian laughed, bringing their joined hands to his lips and giving her hand a quick kiss.  “Quite so, love.  Almost makes me long for the days where we were so busy chasing the latest villain, we didn’t have time for such mundane things.”

She chuckled, determinedly pushing aside the small kernel of insecurity his statement brought up–fear that Killian would grow bored with a mundane Happily Ever After and leave her for further adventure.  She knew she’d never completely rid herself of the insecure inner child who’d never mattered to anyone and didn’t think she ever would, but she wasn’t that child anymore.  She was an adult with many, many people who loved her and who she loved.  She wasn’t going to let her insecurities ruin her idyllic life.

Inside, she felt the small flutters of their baby moving and kicking away, and she placed a gentle hand on her slightly swollen belly.  She’d only just begun to feel their little magic bean, and every time she felt the sensation, it was like magic.

“Everything alright, love?” Killian asked, eying the way she held her belly with concern.

“Absolutely wonderful,” she said, beaming a smile at him.  “The baby’s kicking!”

Killian placed his hand next to hers and was still for a moment, before shaking his head.  “I do wish I could feel it.”

Emma reached up and cupped his cheek.  “All in good time, Killian,” she said.  “Just wait a few months, and this little guy or girl will be waking you up at night with their kicks.”

“You’ve no idea how much I look forward to that,” Killian said, with a bright smile.  “Now explain to me again what is so momentous about this particular appointment today?”

Emma had reached the twenty week point in her pregnancy last Monday, and so today was the day for the big anatomy scan ultrasound.  She’d opted for a 4D ultrasound, because she couldn’t wait to see her baby; really see it, beyond the grainy images standard ultrasounds provided.

Nor could she wait to see Killian’s reaction when he got to see his son or daughter for the first time.  She had no doubt he would declare it to be magical, and come to think of it, maybe he wasn’t far off.  Imagine being able to use sound waves to see your baby inside!

She’d had her first ultrasound at her first doctor’s appointment at seven weeks.  She’d been alone that time–not that Killian wouldn’t have dropped literally everything to be with her, but because….well because she didn’t want to get her hopes up.  They’d been trying for a baby for so long, and there had been a few times her period was late that they’d really believed they’d succeeded.

Only for the pregnancy tests to all come back negative.

The disappointment had been hard on both of them, and so this time around when she missed her period, when she started feeling nauseous and fatigued, even when she took a positive pregnancy test, she was afraid to believe.  She’d decided to get verification before she got Killian’s hopes up yet again.

Her heart swelled as she remembered that day, Whale doing the ultrasound himself and showing her her baby on the screen and the strong beep of his or her little heart. She’d never forget the look in Killian’s eyes when she showed him the indistinct still the ultrasound tech had printed out and then explained to him what he was looking at.  Happy wasn’t a strong enough word for it.  He looked like a man who’d been given the greatest gift of his life, and the kiss he had given her afterwards, tears streaming from his eyes, would go down in history as one of the best kisses in the history of the kiss.

“So today’s the big day, isn’t it?” Leroy said cheerfully as he took a seat next to Emma in the waiting area.  “Lot’s riding on this, you know.”

“....a lot’s riding on my prenatal appointment?” Emma asked with a raised brow.

“Well, yeah,” Leroy said.  “Dwarves and I have a pool, betting on whether you got a boy or girl in there, the size, birth date. The works.  I went girl all the way.  Just a feeling.  The winner of the pool gets all his meals at Granny’s paid by the rest for a month, so I’m counting on you two.”

Killian rolled his eyes.  “We shall endeavor to ensure your meals are properly paid for, dwarf.”

Leroy shrugged and for a moment was silent as he watched Storybrooke citizens slowly filter in and out of the waiting room.  “Lots of people coming into the clinic today,” he mentioned idly.  “You know why it is, right?”

“I’ve no doubt you’ll soon enlighten us,” Killian said, putting an arm around Emma and leaning back in his chair.

“It’s that big forest fire up north,” Leroy said, “makes the air quality here really bad.  You know it’s the werewolves that caused it, right?”

“The were….what?” Emma asked.

“The werewolves!” Leroy said.  “Somebody was up there hunting them, and as everyone knows, if you don’t catch a werewolf the right way, they catch on fire and then become REAL werewolves.  Gotta be what happened!”

Granny, who’d come in complaining of a sinus infection, slapped him upside the head before really laying into him as he continued to plead “I don’t mean good werewolves like you and Ruby!”

“Never a dull moment around here, is there love?” Killian asked with a grin.

She laughed along with him just before a nurse called them back.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Killian sat on his living room couch, looking down at the photo he held and feeling his eyes mist again.  This was her; this was his daughter.  The level of detail available on these 4D ultrasounds was incredible.  Love like he’d never felt rushed on him yet again.

Emma plopped beside him, wrapped an arm around his waist and set her head on his shoulder.  “She’s cute, isn’t she?”

“She’s gorgeous, love,” he answered softly, almost reverently.  “Looks just like her mother.”

Emma chuckled.  “She does kinda look like me, doesn’t she?  Except for when the ultrasound tech first focused on her face and she raised one eyebrow.  She was her father’s daughter all the way there.”

“She’ll be the best of both of us,” he said, running a finger across the image.

He’d had many singular and unexpected experiences since he first came to the Land Without Magic, but he knew that never in all of his days would he forget this day.  He remembered the tech slathering Emma’s protruding belly with a slimy, gelatinous substance and then running a strange looking wand all around.

He’d been curious about the procedure, wondering how it all worked, but then his daughter’s image had appeared on the small moving picture box the wand was connected to, and everything had fallen away.

This was his child, his and Emma’s, the physical embodiment of their True Love, and she was perfect.  He watched as she smiled, yawned, waved her arms around and kicked. She was an active one, their little magic bean, and she’d likely lead them a merry chase.

The tech had taken her time, examining their child and monitoring her progress.  “Everything looks good,” she said.  She’d gone on to give them the news that their little cygnet was a girl. She’d congratulated them, printed them out a few pictures from the scan and then taken her leave.

“You’ll spoil her rotten, Killian,” Emma said as he leaned down to kiss her, still overcome by the news they’d received, even all these hours later.

“Aye, that I will,” he agreed, “but the gods help any suitor who breaks her heart!”

“This kid is lucky to have you for a father,” Emma said, eyes fixed on their baby’s first picture.

“Not nearly as luck as she is to have you for a mother.”

“We are pretty great together, aren’t we?” Emma asked with a grin.  “We must be if we can make someone like her.”

“The road has been long,” Killian said, “and far from smooth, but we’ve made it; we’re a family.  This may be the greatest adventure of our lives, but I can’t wait for it.”

 Notes:

–So apparently pregnant Emma is all I want to write about lately.  I just really, really wish we’d gotten to see more of CS’s happily ever after!

–This story was inspired by real life events.  My allergist’s office is in the same building as an urgent care center.  Last week, while I was waiting the obligatory 30 minutes after my shot, an old man came in and went into way too much detail to the receptionist about his abdominal pain and bowels.  He then proceeded to take a seat next to this woman who looked to be in her early twenties.  He began talking….and pretty much never stopped, and the things he said….well, let’s just say, I wasn’t exaggerating Leroy for comic effect.  This old man told the (very much uninterested in the conversation) young woman that the recent forest fires in Canada were a result of people hunting werewolves.  He stated matter-of-factly that if people try to kill werewolves the wrong way, they catch on fire and then become REAL werewolves.  (What were they before being incorrectly hunted?  He didn’t say.)

–Naturally, this rather bizarre incident immediately left me with one burning question: How can I turn this into a CS au?  And here we are!

#cs friday fluff #cs fluffy fridays #cs future fic #my fanfiction

[lover-of-mine]

Fuck it friday!

I was tagged by the lovely @cowboy-buck thank you &lt;333

I've been having a lot of fun with the trauma fic 🫶 this week because I've finally been able to fill the spaces around the random bits of dialogue I've been writing down for the past month, so here's a little bit of it I guess oskaoskas (this was supposed to be a quick thing and it spiraled out of my control so fast it's actually kinda funny)

The issue is he's not thinking about being pulled out of a flipped van on a collapsed bridge. He's thinking about being dragged through the pavement under a firetruck.  The memories are clouded. Fuzzy around the edges and Eddie can't place them in order.  But there are memories now.   He doesn't usually try to remember what happened. Talked about the aftermath of it in excruciating detail, and sometimes about the way he felt like he was about to die when he fell, but never about the actual shooting. He considered it a small blessing that he doesn't remember everything about that day. He thought about it in the last few months, after Buck asked him, but he kept being met with empty space. There was pain keeping him standing but pulling him down, the thought of how his life was about to end when he hit the ground, and then there was a hospital room.  But now there are eyes locked into his across the pavement. There are hands pulling him towards a body and hoisting him into a shoulder and into the cabin. There are hands keeping pressure on his shoulder while he struggles to stay awake. There's a voice telling - begging - him to hang on. There's a shade of blue he could recognize anywhere surrounded by red and stained with fear. It all belongs to Buck. He knows that. A somewhat frantic and covered in blood, Eddie's blood, Buck. 

i have no idea who to tag, but i saw @ilostyou saying the brainrot was making her write again so babe I'm tagging you if you're feeling up for it!

#911 fic #buddie #buddie fanfic #writing #thank you for tagging me <3 #like legit having fun even tho this was supposed to be a quick mirror of the talk in 6x12 #but they decided to play trauma bingo and now im here asokasoaksoaks #i really like it tho #im hoping i will be able to finish it at some point #in the near future if all goes well #fuck it friday #the trauma fic 🫶 #the trauma fic verse #otp: you don't need to pretend with me

[watmalik]

Fic Rec Friday

This week's theme: Rec a fic that starts with the same letter as your username (or, if you like, a part of your username) -

The rules: Tag a fic that starts with the same letter as your username and describe why it's so good / how it has a hold on you. Then tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Thanks for the tag @welcometololaland​ !!

It’s Saturday… but like not really. Still friday!!

White by @chaotictarlos​ and @paperstorm​

First and foremost, hot.

Second of all, I really loved the overall series and literally re read all of it for the nth time before posting this bc I couldn’t help myself. No self control whatsoever from my part I know, but when you’re called onto something just do it. I love LOVE the dialogue, can’t stress this enough, it’s the thing that keeps drawing me back. The back and forth between TK and Carlos? Just them bickering or being smug? Sassy TK vs mr know it all/witty Carlos? That’s literally them irl and I like seeing their essence from the show in fics, I feel like that’s hard to portray and y’all do this so perfectly. I literally want to boot you guys to LA so you could be writers of the show now.

Give us all the smut, we’re done playing it save, even Ro and Rafa said so that one time. Give us that shower scene 😂 !

A great read and instalment for the best series!

Now…for my art blog: @asktarlos

It has to be: And This Is Romance, Let’s dance by @rmd-writes

Such a fun and sexy read! A must read.

I also must inform you that I felt attacked when reading this bc I’m latine, shit I even grew up in the Caribbean up until I turned 16 and I can’t dance for hell. The way this fic is written makes me feel as if I’m there with them and it’s just an amazing feeling. For real, I felt attacked when TK was, specially when the jabs came from Nancy lol, bc I’ve heard that song before irl. Yeah, I stepped on your shoes, so what? I’ll do it again. Watch😂😭. Unrelated: but I would love for Carlos to teach me salsa, but seems as though his hands are full. You’re one lucky bastard, Tk Strand.

Overall, this is was a fun switch of scenery for me bc I usually identify more with Carlos than with TK in the actual show— just for obvious bg reasons/relatability, but, although not explicitly stated in lonestar, TK can’t dance here and neither can I. That being said, I loved this fic even before reading it, but then again I saw the name of the author before reading and I already knew it be a new favourite of mine.

Tags: I feel like everyone I follow has been tag so if you’re reading seeing this. Hi, it’s your turn :) no pressure ofc.

#fic rec friday #tarlos #I can actually club dance/ dance to regueton or bachata the easy stuff but everything else? Yeah I never learned so #big yikes from me I know #I do have rhythm so I’m not a total loss rt? #I can cook and sing that must be worth something #the panty series will always be near and dear to my heart #hoping for a new part in the near future. I know I’m a dreamer but imagine? it be such a great addition nonetheless!!

[martysmusic]

Happy Friday everyone! Check out this polaroid of teen dream Phoebe Cates and her companion from 1987.

Have a great weekend!

#phoebe cates #bttf art #bttf fanart #bttf #bttfedit #bttf fic #radiovsl #spotify #music #michael j fox #back to the future #friday #weekend

[magicwhiskers29]

Look what's finished in time for Flora Friday! It's Chapter Three of the Flora+Aurora ghost fic!

Flora and Aurora investigate Sycamore further in London, but before long, the Professor is called away for a... strange investigation

This one is a long one, I feel the need to preface. Enjoy!

#professor layton #flora reinhold #aurora azran #writing #fanfic #flora friday #whiskers writes #Posting this in the morning for me which is earlier than usual #basically just because it's so long haha #unwound future spoilers #azran legacy spoilers #Flora+Aurora ghost fic stuff

[palfriendpatine66]

WIP Wednesday (sort of)

(special friday edition) Something I didn’t mention in my WIP Wednesday post that I realize might be with mentioning in case it ever pops up unexpectedly you, my beloved mutuals, will have a little context for it.

I am raising a mentally ill preteen with a background of trauma. It’s no secret I struggle with anxiety and depression myself. (There might be a reason I relate to our man Obi-Wan 🙃 )

One day I may write a very dark “I love him more than anything he could do wrong” fic of Obi-Wan knowing that shit's not right with Anakin - maybe in universe maybe modern au I don’t know that it really matters - exploring that feeling. That love is a choice you make every day, and that sometimes it's not enough, and there are no right answers no matter how much you want there to be. That you know where things are heading but still have to go through each day regardless, hoping you can make enough of a difference.

It's not something I'm actively working on or planning, but I know I might get to a place where it happens. Just know that, while yes, it will be deeply personal (and hopefully helpful) also please know that it's fiction and while I welcome talking about it if you feel like reaching out, you don't need to be worried that I'm raising a serial killer 🙃 All for now, my lovelies. This post may self destruct and only return if this fic ever meets the light of day, but it's on my mind this morning. If you've made it this far, here's a gold star for your dedication. ⭐️Wear it proudly. With Love, 💕 Your pal, friendpatine

#wip wednesday #sort of #more like future fic disclaimer friday #post may self destruct #tmi probably

[claiborneart]

Interview with The Most Famous Face in The World

Todd Smalls is a reporter for the Daily Times; specialising in celebrity news, gossip, and marketing. Article originally posted on 6/16/96; last updated on 6/24/96

When Mr. Arno Dun opened his door to let me into his tiny downtown flat, up on the twelve story and with that last-century 'one-bedroom' antique layout, even I was starstruck.

I've done interviews with everyone from CEOs to world leaders to the faces of A-list actor-musicians, but this was The. Arno. Dun. I, like most of our readers, grew up seeing his face on every box of cereal, snack bar, every ad both at home and on the street.

The face of the The Most Likeable Man, whose likeness had been leased by a a tenth of all companies in existence, lived in an apartment that was not worth the price of one minute of his own face.

The first thing he said to me, he confessed, was that he couldn't afford his own likeness either.

"I kick myself every day for letting that clause stay in the contract," he told me. "I didn't realize at the time, or I thought, or hoped, that they weren't serious about not letting me use my own face for personal use."

The room we were sitting in was nice enough, well-lit, and with family photos on a nearby desktop. While the grown children in the group photos shared close resemblance with Dun, his face was, of course, notably absent.

"I spent half my royalty money buying an old cottage out in the middle of nowhere," Dun said. "but that just made everything worse. People looked at my face, and wouldn't leave me alone. Here, at least," he gestured out the window at the city around us, "there's more people to blend in with, so I don't stand out as much. plus, most people are using ARG or some other, so I can go shopping in peace, most days."

"And," he added, smiling wryly, "at least no one asks for a photo."

Q: what made you decide to sell your likeness?

A: it seemed like a lot of money for very little effort at the time, so of course I said yes immediately.

A: Wish I had a lawyer read the the contract before signing, now, but a part of me thinks if I had asked to change anything they would have just moved on to someone dumb to sign it at that first meeting. Hah! I guess I was that dumb*** (swears have been auto-omitted, courtesy of cleanAirBroadcasting™)

There had been thousands of people who had signed similar contracts, nearly every single one for far less money than he, but it didn't seem the right time to remind him of such info.

Q: but was it a good payout, once you add in royalties?

A: Royalties…..well, some years it was enough that I didn't need to work, or only needed to work part-time, but they expired at the 50-year mark….hah! When I was young I thought 50 years was impossibly far in the future, and that getting old was for other people. Now look at me.

I did.

It was interesting, after seeing over 50 years of pre-aging for various brand and demographic-nicheing needs, how the most famous face in the world had actually ended up looking. More frown lines, and a saggier neck.

Still, a face rated most appealling to Broad Demographic Marketing aged more gracefully than most could ever hope for.

Q: so you've worked other jobs then?

A: oh for sure, sure-- whatever I found, here and there. I used to like working with people, but with my limitations, it's made that rather difficult. Nowadays I work for ******* (company name has been auto-omitted, courtesy of cleanMarketRelavance™), which is hard work, for someone of my age, but what can you do?

Q: How do you feel about the alternate-face clause, over half a century into the contract?

A: I don't mind it most of the time, to be honest. It means I don't show up in the background of stranger's videos as myself, so at least I never go viral that way. But…

at this he paused.

A: I don't like it when I want to be in a photo. with my friends. with my family. I don't like seeing a stranger's face in the middle of them, instead of me.

[The banner image, which under usual contract compliance included an ai-generated random stand-in face, was edited to a pixelated mirage on 6/24/96, at the request of Mr. Dun.]

#scifi writing #writing #flash fic friday #flash fiction #short story #ai futurism #ai #not art #scifi #prose #.....hope this story makes sense to anyone who's not me #mostly I draw comics-- so prose is always fun to try! every time it's like: wow that sure was fun......but I cannot tell if it's any good #self-critiquing art is always much simpler for me

[yallmakemyassitch]

Cherries

Based off of this

Enjoy!

“Get back here, punk!” She roared, angry at her little brother. He was far too busy running up the stairs, away from his fuming sibling. 

Agoti had been caught yet again using her gaming console, despite Aldryx saying not to use it unless he got her approval. Agoti was far too stubborn and shy to do it, so he just took it without her knowing. Their bedtime was right around the corner so he wanted a quick gaming session before his father, Solazar, told them it was time. 

He hid in his closet after getting some spare sheets. He was quite proud of his hiding spot and quietly played until his gaming desires were satiated. But you could imagine his surprise when he went back to the living room to put it back, only to see his sister walking around frantically, trying to find her console. Aldryx turned around to see the guilty digidevil holding it in his hands.

So naturally, he got scared and ran away, leading up to now.

Aldryx sprinted up the stairs and into her bedroom. She finally surrounded him in the corner of her room, looking terrified and regretting picking up the console. Agoti knew she wasn’t going to hurt him but he also knew he wasn’t going to like what she was going to do to him for it. Noogies, headlocks, being sat on, wet willy’s. The absolute worst. 

“Well well well, looks like the little birdie got caught!” She said, approaching the terrified demon. He squeaked nervously and as a last ditch defense mechanism, he curled up into a ball. Agoti waited for whatever to be brought upon him and could only hope for it to be over. But was confused when Aldryx lifted the demon into her arms. It was strangely comfortable and if he weren’t in this predicament, would cuddle up to her and read books with her, like they’d always do. 

“That’s too bad.” She cooed, adjusting him so he was held under his arms. Agoti tensed, bracing his body for whatever his sister was going to do. He was pleasantly surprised and at first tried to hold it, only to break out in spastic giggles when she began to wiggle her nails all over his sides. 

“Ehehehehehe! W-wahahahait!” He squealed, trying to muffle his laughter, snorting when she wormed her fingers under his arms and jogged her fingers in the clothed area. 

“That’s no fun, c’mon let it out!” She said, wiggling faster. He didn’t budge and continued squalling at the unbearable sensation. Aldryx thought of what she could do, that’s when an idea came to mind. Her dad had pulled something like when she was his age and she loved it. That made the corner of her lip curl into a smirk, much to Agoti’s ignorance. 

Agoti's hands were firmly clamped over his mouth, muffling his sniggering. Aldryx shrugged, knowing his reaction would be priceless and unforgettable. “Alright, you asked for it!” 

Without warning, she blew a raspberry into the crook of his neck. The reaction was instantaneous. Agoti let out a cute squeal before falling into cacophonous laughter. He wiggled and squirmed, trying to escape her torment fingers and vibrating mouth. 

“HEHEHEHEHE!” He laughed, letting out a small snort and buckling himself out of her grip. Aldryx smiled against his skin. “Awww, look at you! You’re just so cute!” She cooed, nuzzling his neck from behind. 

He was recovering from the unexpected zerbert, ticklish nerves traveling all throughout his body. His neck was even more sensitive now, with his sister’s hot breath making him squirm. 

Agoti blushed despite already being red from all the laughing he’s been involuntarily doing. He covered his face, the tiny hands did him no justice as Aldryx could still clearly see his smile and blushy cheeks. 

“Nohoho I’m nohohot…” 

“Yes you are~” She teased, circling her pointer fingers on his ribs. It was so slow and so methodical, Agoti thought he was gonna die. He tried to escape the tantalizing fingers and could only laugh. “No I’m nohohot!” 

“Yes you are, baby bro~” 

Aldryx mouth couldn’t help but curl into a smile. It was heart throbbing by how adorable he could be. She switched gears, the idea from earlier now in effect. Agoti was laying on his back, cradled into one of his sister’s arms. She was staring at him with mischievous intent, slowly revealing her hand behind her back in a claw shape. It tickled the air in a spidery motion, the screendemon squeaking upon gazing at it and attempting to roll out of her arm, much to his failure. 

“Nohoho, NOHOHO!” Agoti squealed, giggling in anticipation. Aldryx just laughed. “What? I’m not doing anything!” 

Her feigning ignorance was driving him insane. He was at the brink of giving up and shoved his face into her pink, fluffy nightgown to not see her stupidly smug face. Much to her admiration, Aldryx took this as a compliment. “You like my dress?” 

“No!”

“That’s not very nice Agoti, I should teach you a lesson!” She teased, deciding to start at his knee and keep two fingers poking into it. She climbed her way up to his torso, similarly to a stick figure walking. Agoti went red, realizing what she was doing and wriggled like a little worm, his face on fire and his grin widening by the second. 

“The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout…” She said cooly, index and middle going hand in hand to fluster the demon as much as possible.  

The effects were near immediate, and she hadn’t even gotten to the next line yet! “Nohoho, sihihis!” Agoti whined, throwing his head back and squealing with ticklish delight as she poked her way up the lower belly.

“Down came the rain and washed the spider out…”

“Ehehehe, stohohop it!” cried the digidevil.

“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain and…” She stopped, a finger plunged into his navel. She kept it painfully still and rolled her eyes as Agoti snickered, trying to stop his laughter since it kept his belly poking against her nail.

Agoti didn’t say anything this time and covered his face, knowing what was to come next.

“The tickle monster eats his victims!” Aldryx raved, smiling at his reaction; her brother’s eyes went wide as saucers, not expecting this at all. 

Aldryx swirled her finger into the sensitive hole, scratching at the ticklish walls and prodding his inner belly button. Agoti let out an ear piercing shriek, so loud, they thought their father was going to come barging in. Luckily, that didn’t happen and Aldryx could still play with the little brat. 

He let out a stream of cackles that she has never heard such a young kid produce, laughing arching his back, twisting his body, trying to escape. She was amused that such an innocent thing could produce some of the loudest reactions.

“Awww is your belly tickwish?” She mocked in a baby voice. Aldryx removed her finger and shoved her hand beneath his shirt, clawing away at his belly. 

“Kitchie kitchie kitchie koo~” She teased, scratching at the plump flesh. It vibrated with life, going up and down in jittery movements. 

“BWAHAHAHA, EHEHEHE, AHAHAHAH!” He pleaded, throwing his head back with glee and shoving her arm. Aldryx huffed, a warm smile plastered on her face. Who knew tickling someone could make you smile just as much?

“Alright fine, lemme just finish this real quick!” Aldryx said, bringing the belly to her mouth and blowing a massive zerbert.

He screamed, now way over his limit. The torment he’s endured was bad enough but along with this was astounding. He’d lost his voice and let out silent laughter, only pulling at her pink sleeve while a single tear dripped down. That feeling, that sensation, that gush of air being blasted onto his stomach was too much, which would explain how he immediately rag-dolled as she removed her mouth, gasping for air.

Aldryx finally believed he’d learned his lesson. Agoti lay slumped in her lap, knowing it was all over now. “S-sis…” He breathed, looking up with sapped eyes, exhausted from all that.

Aldryx soothed her little brother, scrubbing her hand through his hair. He melted at the affectionate touch, letting out a content sigh and snuggling up to her. She was surprised considering what she put him through but ignored it and wrapped her arms around him. She hugged him as near and dear to herself as she could, feeling the thump of his vhs heart. 

“I’m sorry.” He murmured abruptly.

The red demon snickered and tickled under his chin, not mercilessly like before but softly, hardly touching his skin but getting a reaction nonetheless. Aldryx's cheeks warmed as he giggled. He was so adorable!

“It’s fine bro. Just be sure to ask next time.” Aldryx said, planting a gentle chaste kiss on his temple. He kept his head on her shoulder, eyelids near collapse. Aldryx lifted the tiny digidevil into her arms and cradled him, humming a soft tune while her brother’s eyes flickered with black, going from unconscious to conscious. Slumber had won the battle and Agoti had fallen asleep in his sister’s arms. Agoti would never know this but she loved his little quirks as he slept, he’d kept them ever since he was a baby. His tails flicking, the little huff he would make and his little smile every time he’d have a dream; which was always harped on by him the next time, telling his family at breakfast the next day, describing it in great detail. Aldryx always listened closely whilst their dad supped his coffee and called it lovely once his tale had been concluded. 

God, she loved him so much. 

She took extra precaution not to make any sudden loud noises and shut the door behind her quietly, exhaling in relief 

“Aldryx, it’s time for bed.”

Solazar’s baritone echoed behind her, holding Agoti’s pajamas in his arm. 

“Oh dear. I’ll get him dressed to bed.” He says softly. He kneeled down in front of her. “I’ll take it from here.”

Even though she wanted to tuck him in herself, she still allowed the ancient being to scoop the young child up and hold him in the crook of his arm. Aldryx yawned and smacked her lips, watching as Agoti sank into the warm area. The father looked at her and put a hand on her shoulder.

“You’re a great big sister.” He said, touching the side of her face. A light pink dusted over her cheeks as Aldryx giggled sweetly at the compliment, placing a hand over her mouth.

“Good night, dad. I love you.” She said, hugging him.

“I love you too, sleep well tonight.” He said, embracing her back before giving her a weak smile and walking away to Agoti’s bedroom.

Aldryx thought about what he said as he disappeared into the room, shutting the door behind him. She smiled brightly.

Yep, she is the best sister. 

… 

(人 •͈ᴗ•͈) Fin~

#ALSO I JUST WANNA THANK YA'LL FOR 200 FOLLOWERS #IT'S BEEN A JOURNEY AND I'M GLAD I'VE MADE IT THIS FAR #here's to the future!!!! ~\(≧▽≦)/~ #fnf tickling #ler aldryx #lee agoti #solazar #friday night funkin #entity mod #my fic #quick fic #i did this all in one day and i'm glad i did cuz holy shit- it was so much fun #just a little something after not posting my writing after months :D #don't worry it's coming soon #just be patient please! #alright bye lmao #tickle fic