#saphs drabbles

[saphscorner]

i wasn't planning to post this one (it's purely self indulgent) but ahasbands enjoyers are STARVING out here, and i figure i can at least contribute some crumbs! please enjoy!

word count: 760 pairing(s): martyn/mumbo warnings: none general tags & vibes: fluff, banter, first kiss

"You know, for all these jokes about being married and cinematic kisses under the sunset, I really wouldn't mind kissing you, you know.”

For a moment, Mumbo’s not quite sure what to make of that. Martyn certainly seems sincere, with no hint of teasing in his voice and a slight smile on his lips that’s half concealed by the darkness. A campfire crackles between them, serving to break up the tension that would otherwise feel a bit stifling in the few feet between them. 

“That’s… awfully forward of you, no?” says Mumbo. 

Martyn tips his head a bit as he gazes back at him. “What? More forward than when I just decided we were married?” 

“Well yeah, I’d say so. That much was a joke and all, but…” he trails off. The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks the idea of being married might as well not be a joke, with the level of devotion that he and Martyn have developed to one another.

“What would be forward is if I stood up, walked right over there, and kissed you, Mumbo. That would be forward.” 

Mumbo speaks before he has a moment to think. “I wouldn’t mind that.” 

At that, Martyn blinks. He opens his mouth to speak, shuts it, and gets to his feet. 

It suddenly clicks in his head what Mumbo’s just said yes to, and his face flushes over instantly. He stands up, hands raising defensively in front of him. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” 

“Did you just apologize for agreeing to something I asked you for?” 

“I uh- technically you didn’t ask, you just made a suggestion and I gave a very honest answer.”

“Fair point,” says Martyn. “I’ll ask then: can I kiss you, Mumbo?” 

For a moment, it’s as if Mumbo has entirely forgotten how words work. Yes, he thinks, please. The words catch in his throat, and slowly, he just nods. 

And at once, Martyn indulges him. He clears the remaining space between them in a few strides, and his lips collide with Mumbo’s. There’s a certain eagerness to it, rooted in the weeks of mutual pining that have led up to this very moment, but a gentleness too as Martyn’s hand comes to rest on Mumbo’s cheek a bit experimentally. 

Mumbo exhales softly into the kiss as Martyn slips his free hand into his, and Mumbo nervously laces their fingers together.

All of it is new, exciting though a little scary to cross the line they’ve flirted the boundary of since the start of the season. It’s too easy to give in, and Mumbo does exactly that, melting away beneath Martyn’s touch until they finally have to pull away. 

“Was that forward enough for you?” 

Martyn’s thumb traces Mumbo’s cheek idly, and that little movement alone is enough to turn Mumbo’s legs to jelly beneath him. “I-I think we went a little out of order,” he manages with a laugh. “We got married before we even had our first kiss.”

Martyn can’t help but giggle a little. For good measure, he presses another kiss to Mumbo’s cheek. “We’ve been out of order since the start, I’d say we just sealed the deal,” he said. 

“Do we want to get married? Should one of us propose for real?” 

“Mate, I think you just did. I’d love to marry you.” 

The two of them are laughing again, and Martyn drops his other hand to Mumbo’s, holding both of them in his own. 

“I’m actually not sure how much of this is a joke anymore,” Mumbo admits when his laughter finally begins to subside. 

“If I’m honest, I’m not sure either,” Martyn agrees. “But I did like kissing you, that’s for sure.” 

“No, right, I-I figured as much. Kissing someone for the bit would be… a little far?”

Martyn laughs again. “So that was sincere on your end too?” 

“Of course, yeah. Been kind of hoping we might… you know… for, uh, for weeks now!” He has to break eye contact for a moment, a bit embarrassed to be admitting the extent of his pining. 

“I should’ve made a move way sooner in that case” says Martyn, “I mean, I didn’t want to come on too… forward? I say that as if I didn’t just declare us married  from the start.” 

“Yeah, exactly! That’s the whole reason we’re here.” 

“I should be more forward then, I should keep it up?”

“If it gets us further.”

“Then can I kiss you again?” 

Mumbo can’t help but giggle. “Please do.” 

So, Martyn does.

#trafficshipping #ahasbands #redwood #trafficblr #last life #saphs drabbles

[fcthots]

how do you think jason would act or what he would say to his s/o when he realizes he loves them? would this take him a while to realize? how would he express it?

I am a best friends to lovers truther so

Jason would not realize he's been in love with you for years. It randomly hits him one day while you're falling asleep with your head in his lap as he reads to you and runs his fingers through your. He thinks about how he wants to pamper you, never wants you to leave, wants to spend the rest of his life with you, how he wants to give you everything. He realizes maybe it's not normal that he thinks about you most of the time. How when he brings anyone on a date he thinks "they would hate this place" and then proceed to tell his date about you, his amazing best friend, the entire time. He would forget to compliment them but call you gorgeous 6 separate times. Maybe he should have realized after several people blatantly told him that he was in love with you, including his entire family and ex-partners. Since when is it not normal to fall asleep buried in your best friend's chest??

#had to force myself to delete the last line: Tim does it with his best friend (Kon) all the time?? #One of these days I will make a ship drabble acc #saph’s love letters #jason todd #saph’s thots #jason todd x reader #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #anon #jason todd fluff #red hood imagine #red hood x you #jason todd x reader fluff #red hood x reader fluff #red hood fluff #fluff

[payasita]

Speaking of fic stuff: The Lamb and Nari wake up one morning covered in bandages, surrounded by empty bottles. They have ZERO recollection of the night before. Now what?

He awakes to a taste like bile and rust, and with one hand wrapped in at least twenty layers of gauze.

Narinder takes a second to stare at it, wiggling immobile fingers and contemplating the mechanics of sitting up with a head somehow filled with both cotton and lead. He drops the hand and decides against it, rolling over and pulling a blanket over his head. The movement does absolutely heinous things to his stomach.

A slow minute passes before he realizes he is not under a blanket at all. It's comfortable regardless, so he cannot summon the effort to care. Far softer than anything yet available in the commune. The familiar scent doesn't hurt, warm and securely claimed with his own, and indeed does a good job in blocking out the currently unmanageable stench of the outside world.

Until it's nearly pulled away from him. He clutches onto it with a hiss, and instantly regrets moving so quickly.

"Oh good, you're alive." The Lamb gives it another tug. "Give me back my fleece."

Narinder vaguely remembers having lost a battle against them while at his full divine potential. He'd even had both hands available to him and everything. He cannot truly imagine the odds are with him now.

"Thank you," they huff when he unlatches his claws. He searches for something else to cover his face while they clothe themself. His skull appears to be imploding.

"I am dying," he declares. There's a few seconds of silence. Contemplation on the Lamb's end. Abject suffering on Narinder's.

"Nope. Not sensing it."

"Your competence with the Crown is dubious at best."

"You're not dying," they assure him, lightheartedly, "It just feels like it."

He groans, rolling over and hitting himself in the face with the large gauze lump in his attempt to throw his arm over his eyes. He snarls, and begins blindly picking at it with his free claw to find the edge.

The Lamb snorts, leaning over him. They have an armful of empty bottles under an arm, and are looking infuriatingly chipper.

"How'd you go and do that to yourself?"

He glares at them, pointedly.

"I clearly cannot have done this on my own."

"What, you don't remember?"

"...No," he admits. "What happened, then?"

"Oh, hell if I know," the Lamb laughs, and is saved from having that smile shorn off their face by his vertigo alone.

They move around him and pick up another bottle, inspecting it. "I was at the same feast you were, y'know. And if you'd had all this yourself, you probably would be dead," they gesture to the bundle under their arm, already five or six strong and slipping a bit.

"... Actually, we should probably both still be dead," they tut. "I don't even know what the flock puts in this stuff, 'sides from berries. But wow, they're good at it. Hey, actually, do you think maybe we have the makings of something worth exporting to the outside world? Plimbo's always making trips back and forth to who-knows-where, I bet we could--"

"Lamb."

"Mm?"

"Your chattering is causing me physical pain."

"Oop. ...Guess I should be grateful for the divine healing factor, huh?"

Narinder ponders the irony of wishing Death incarnate to choke, and finally finishes unraveling his hand. He squints at it. He sees no damage whatsoever that might have compelled anyone to waste medical resources on him. Not a strand out of place. He inspects his claws, and finds a bit of blood under them. Odd.

"There must be, like, a dozen bottles of wine in here. Do you think I drank most of it? I remember everyone in the temple cheering when I started chugging one. ...Or, uh. Three," the Lamb recounts, setting the pile down on a nearby table. Narinder watches them, scanning down their body for any abnormalities. No claw marks or stab wounds remain, but they would be gone by now. Still. The fact that he feels metal when he pushes his hand under his pillow is probably worth noting.

"You have a basket around here?" the Lamb asks after a point, "I need somewhere to put these."

Narinder says, "I do not live here."

"...Whuh?"

"This is not my hut."

The Lamb pauses. They glance around, newly curious. Narinder grasps at the bit of metal under his pillow, and retrieves a dagger. It is smeared with blood. He eyes it, vaguely toying with the way light plays off of the dull blade.

"Did I attempt to kill you last night?" he asks idly. The Lamb looks over. They see the knife.

"...Nnnno?" They try, not even attempting to sound certain.

"I believe," Narinder mutters, hardly feeling bothered to spare the focus, "I might have killed someone."

The Lamb looks at him, having the grace to at least look troubled. Narinder, on the other hand, remains far more concerned with the roiling in his stomach.

"... Okay, wait. Wait, I think I remember-- yeah," the Lamb snaps, and points at him. "Yeah! You lost your hand privileges."

"What," Narinder says.

"Yeah! You were doing-- something," the Lamb waves off vaguely, "Yeah, I think I remember-- I had to take the claws away? I mean. That would explain the bandages?"

Narinder glances over. It certainly sounds like the sort of logic they would act upon, in the event of his own uninhibited violence.

"...So I did try and kill you, again."

"Iiii, dunno? I mean. Maybe?" Again, they don't sound remotely sure. The "divine healing factor" does not, it appears, account for episodes of alcoholic blackout. Good to know.

So, trying to kill his spouse was one possible explanation. Admittedly, it wasn't even a far-fetched one. But the ambient stench of this hut offers another.

"Lamb," Narinder sits up, winning a valiant battle with his own vertigo, "Whose shelter is this?"

The Lamb pauses. They look around again at all the bottles strewn about. They look up. At the same time they do, a droplet of blood plops onto their cheek.

"...I think his name was Bremar," the Lamb hums.

"You think?"

"I mean, the Crown can only tell me so much. 'Specially when the corpse in question has somehow been reduced to... uh... streamers."

"Ah."

"So, uh, we should--- we should go."

Narinder growls. His stomach does not agree with the prospect of standing up anytime soon.

"Ten more minutes."

"Nari," the Lamb deadpans, "You eviscerated a guy."

"...Five, then."

#cult of the lamb #narilamb #drabble #and then they had breakfast there. it's fine #man its been FOREVER since anyone sent me an inbox prompt #this was fun thank u saph #cotl #nice to do something i dont have to spend a full day editing #cw warnings for canon typical murder and also booze

[enretrogue]

𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟯)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

TLOU

ABBY ANDERSON

Text Messages (+ Ellie and Dina) — @onestopfanficshop

Look Like An Angel ⎢ Fuck Like The Devil — @ourautumn86

“I don’t see no point in blaming you, If I were you I’d do me too.” — @absgay

Cockwarming w/ Abby — @ellieflwrgirl

Surfer!Abby — @ghostphobic

Put On A Show — @darlingmisa

Expecting Twins With Abby — @lolasimms

Take It — @hope-drunk

ELLIE WILLIAMS

Jealous Ellie — @ivyblxnde

Ellie x Plushies Obsessed Reader— @seattlesellie

Drabble — @seattlesellie

Sexting w/ GF Ellie ⎢ Part 2 ⎢ Part 3 — @ourautumn86

Dealer!Ellie HCs — @elstashle

Ellie Wanting Your Attention — @seattlesellie

Training Wheels — @ellabsbitch

Ellie x Streamer!Reader — @elliesmainhoe

Happy Mother’s Day (Mother Figure!Reader) — @elliesmainhoe

Body and Soul — @lolasimms

Slutty Polaroids w/ Art Student!Ellie — @nyctophiliq

Unserious Blurb 😭 — @seattlesellie

Mean!Soccer!Ellie HCs — @ivyblxnde

Service Top!Ellie — @good-griief

Miss Me, Sugar?— @elliesmainhoe

Simp!Ellie Doing Her GF’s Hair — @good-griief .☘︎ ݁˖

Lunchbox Friends — @blklesgrl

See You On A Dark Night — @strawberryjamheart

Even More Modern!Ellie HCs — @totheblood

Slow and Soft — @formvla1hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

ELLABS

Riding Abby Reverse Cowgirl While Ellie Eats You Out — @moodywyrm

No One Said It Was Gonna Be Easy — @elsfairy

Ellie + Two Pussies — @moodywyrm

Pervy!Ellie and Abby — @strawberryjamheart

Early Mornings w/ Ellie and Abby — @millersaurora

Roommates — @canaidliafail

JOEL MILLER

Broken Radiance — @moonlight-prose

My Girls Part 2 — @iiconicxpersona

Hiding Your Pregnancy From Joel — @brighttears

Where It All Starts: 16 | 17 ⎢ 18 ⎢ 19 ⎢ 20 ⎢ Epilogue — @finnsbubblegum

Dead Weight Pt. II — @lovers-liability

Liberation ⎢ Part II — @brighttears

Pink — @chaotic-mystery

A Ride Home Or Somethin’ ⎢ 2 ⎢ 3 — @chloeangelic

The World Is Brighter — @heartpascal

Motorcycle Man — @jobean12-blog

Apothecary: 4 ⎢ 5 ⎢ 6 ⎢ 7 ⎢ 8 — @atinylittlepain

“What If I Hurt You?”— @joelsgreys

Mornings Like This — @lily-inbloom

Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk — @heir--soir

Trying To Use Raider!Joel — @toxicanonymity

Bail — @toxicanonymity

Polaroid — @dev1lm4n

Not A Survivalist Girl ⎢ 2 ⎢ 3 — @tightjeansjavi + chaotic-mystery

One For The Money, Two For The Show ⎢ 2 ⎢ 3 ⎢ 4 ⎢ 5 ⎢ 6 ⎢ 7 ⎢ 8 ⎢ 9 ⎢ 10 ⎢ 11 ⎢ 12 ⎢ 13 ⎢ 14 | 15 — @cowgurrrl

Getting Dressed For Halloween (DBF) — @toxicanonymity

Just A Dream — @littlelou22

Reunion — @headkiss

Let Go — @brighttears

Deserve It — @fake-bleach

Always and Forever — @saph-cyare

Misbehavior — @stargirlfics .☘︎ ݁˖

Look For The Butterfly — @lily-inbloom

Five Ways Joel Miller Showed You He Loved You — @pascalwife

Post Outbreak!Dad!Joel — @creedslove

Breathe Through It — @ezrasversion

Joel Miller, Spider Getter — @strang3lov3

Protective!Joel — @forever-rogue

Midnight Tow — @toxicanonymity

Two Little Diamonds — @holacia3

#navigation

[wings-of-sapphire]

Created a new blog, @saph-the-author, for all my rewrite stuff

So if you only followed me bc of my Wish, go follow that blog! It’ll be strictly rewrites and drabbles 👍

#writing by sapphire #writing #new blog #go follow me

[sweetandscarlet]

what kind of wanda x y/n smut drabbles would you want me to write? - saph 🤍

#marvel mcu #multiverse of madness #wanda maximoff smut #the scarlet witch #wanda maximoff x reader #wandavision #wanda maximoff/reader

[nomorethoughts]

i finally have a writing blog for my ao3! i'll be using it to promote my fics, develop aus, take drabble requests, and maybe just post some of the works that don't make it to the ao3! go check it out! <3

i've been dying to make one of these for ages! i've always wanted to link my socials together a little less convolutedly, so here we are :)

#saphs ramblings

[saph-writes]

~ Pinned Post ~

Main: @sappho-rose

Personal: @saph-yells-into-the-void

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Oh wow, would you look at that, another side blog?

This is going to be a writing blog to post my works (they will still be posted on ao3, I'm just putting them in two places now), including finished and pieces of some works-in-progress.

Also any drabbles that are too short to be posted on ao3.

Aside from that, I may also do more personal posts regarding my writing process. Such as where I'm at in a WIP, or if there will be any fic updates soon. This will become important later when I actually start posting multi-chapter fics. All updates will be right here :)

All of my fics will be either gen or t-rated because I'm not comfortable writing smut/nsfw.

If I decide to open requsts, I'll notify yall and update this post. But for right now, they are not open. I prefer to go at my own pace. On that note, please don't pressure me to update faster. Life happens and most of the time, school is kicking my ass. Please understand :)

I think that about covers it.

Oh yeah, one more thing:

DNI: Homophobes, transphobes, racists, just bigots in general. You are not welcome here (:

#pinned post #tags and important pages are on the sidebar

[ofviolentdeathmuses]

name: Sapphira

what: Fallen cherub

age: Appears mid 20’s

birthday: December 19

occupation: None

location: New York

faceclaim: Taylor Momsen

status: Selectively Multi-Verse

relationship: Main verse poly with Mort, Dae, and Kori

parents: God

siblings: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Zachariel, Dae, Azrael, Lucifer, Johpiel, Leo, Okimi, Cassiel, among others

kids: Cressida and Vega

Sapphira was happy with her duties once upon a time. But, watching sibling after sibling fall, she began to notice the little things. Eventually, she decided to make the same choice and ditched out, perfectly content to hide among the mortals.

Saph never planned on having kids, but she doesn’t regret her daughters one bit, even if it is a little harder to keep them safe than herself. It does not help that she regularly tries to contact some of the siblings she had been closer to before.

Other Info Threads Face Drabble

#oc #secondary #sapphira #saph

[skelemira]

In the spirit of Halloween just ending, maybe a little thing where an S/O drags Rus or Black with them to buy a whole bunch of discounted Halloween candy?? I personally hc that Rus has a sweet tooth and Black Absolutely Does Not, so shenanigans from that??

(Or ofc you could do this prompt with any other skele you’re more motivated to write for~)

Oh you know EXACTLY where my motivation lies ma'am you know me perfectly XD

Ooooh this oughta be fun <3333 ugh I'm getting simpy just thinking about it I love these 2 so much ok

(also I completely agree with those headcanons.... Except that Black *does* have a sweet tooth... For you~ HEHEHEHEHE)

Rus and Black x Reader in......

Sugar Shenanigans~

"Come ooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnn please Black?"

Ohhhhhhh you knew exactly how to push his buttons to get just what you want every time. Those puppy dog eyes should be illegal, but he cannot let you know that those are what he succumbs to every time. Just thinking of how much more potent you would make them if you knew.... He would never be able to relax, not with the threat of those around every corner.

"OH.... FINE." He acted as if conceding was a huge ordeal but really he would be happy to spend time with you no matter what you did together. It's just that... "MUST YOU INSIST ON LOADING UP AN ENTIRE CART OF THOSE CAVITY-INDUCERS?"

How you managed to make this exact face (>:3) was beyond him but goodness it gave him.... What was that meme again...? Knife cat energy? Either way he was loath to participate in any plan that involved you making that face. But he knew... If he protested much more you would break out something even more powerful than the puppy dog eyes.

The nuclear bomb to his heart.

The Quiver Lip.

So he agreed, if only to avoid the catatonic state that would put him into.

What he was wondering, though, was why you hadn't called his brother---

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSS---"

The sound of a shortcut cut you off (heh get it) and Rus quickly found you, draping himself over you dramatically.

"why all the yellin', darlin? Trynna wake the dead?"

His reward for his effort in that joke was a deadpan stare from his brother (accompanied with a slight socket twitch) and a fake stern look from you (along with poorly stifled giggles).

"Haha Rus, Black and I were about to go get some of that sweet sweet discount candy, did you wan---"

Suddenly you were in the store. After you got over the shock, you raised an eyebrow at Rus and he sighed dramatically, disappearing for a second and reappearing with a disgruntled Black.

"I KNEW YOU LOVED CANDY, BROTHER, BUT I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD ABANDON ME FOR IT."

"i came back for ya, didn't i?"

"AND WHOSE IDEA WAS THAT?"

Rus' eyelights shifted to the left guiltily and oh look there was candy ahahahaha how interesting. You and Black both shared an amused look and followed after him, Black trying to dissuade you from getting a cart in the hopes that it would quell some of your spending. Alas, all that did was encourage you and Rus to find creative ways to carry all of your loot. Of course, Rus using gravity magic to haul half the store's worth of candy was kind of cheating but shhhhhh. All's fair in love and discount Halloween candy.

Eventually Black gave up on trying to convince you that the cost of this candy would probably equal your dental bills. You promised to brush your teeth and he even got you to promise to eat an extra serving of vegetables for a week just to appease him. You knew how to make him weak in the knees alright.

You and Rus checked out (you managed to distract Black so he wouldn't see the total, though you were pretty sure he had calculated it in his head already and was inwardly weeping) and you all headed home, Rus having to make three trips just to haul the candy, and a fourth to pick up you and Black. You rewarded him with a kiss on cheek and an affectionate pet on the skull (giving the same to Black, of course, for being such a trooper as you bought the weapons to wage war on your teeth.

You and Rus watched Halloween movies the rest of the night, even ending with Nightmare Before Christmas so you could start segueing into the Christmas season. A lot of candy was binged, of course, and even Black had some, though it was mostly the black licorice jelly beans that you and Rus hated.

Inevitably, you woke up the next morning with a stomachache, Rus just laughing at you (stupid skeletons with their lack of intestinal systems), but Black made sure you ate healthy and gentle foods the rest of the day, even refraining (though you could tell it was a huge effort) from saying I told you so.

Despite the fact that the stomachache put you off from anything sweet for the day, you would always come back for your skeles. They were sweeter than any candy.

Dang it's been a while since I've actually written anything lol (cough cough just mentioning my writing comms are open cough cough) but that felt good!!! Rus and Black are two of my favourite skeles though, Swapfell (I've kind of given up on terminology but I kind of go by Popatochisp's characterization in Dirty Laundry which is an AMAZING FIC ahem anyway) is one of my favourite AUs,,,,,

Wrote this kind of vague as to whether it's romantic or platonic but I am gonna tag it as an x reader but it could be either way or it could be queer platonic, whichever you would like it to be!

Anywhodles enjoy your fluff and thank you for requesting honey bun!!!! Also with that, my ask box is empty of requests so if anyone would like anything more today just shoot an ask my way!

#ask #saph beloved #writing #drabble #oneshot #? #idk length man #undertale #undertale au #swapfell #fellswap #idk lol just putting both just in case #Rus #Black #Swapfell Sans #Swapfell Papyrus #Sans #Papyrus #my beloveds #platonic #romantic #x reader #self insert #papyrus x reader #sans x reader

[saphscorner]

trying to get back in the habit of frequent writing for practice (and for fun!), even when the outcomes are short, plotless, and entirely self-indulgent :)

word count: 441 pairing(s): tango/jimmy warnings: none general tags & vibes: tooth rotting fluff, kissing, established relationship, summer

Propped up in the grass, Jimmy just admired his soulmate. Tango was kneeling over him, half straddling his waist, one hand on his cheek as he peppered kisses over Jimmy’s face. Their physical bond may have been gone, left behind in another world, but to him, Tango was no less of a soulmate to him.

Jimmy couldn’t help but smile. They were hardly inches apart, close enough to feel each other’s warmth, but far enough to leave Jimmy aching for more between each kiss. When Tango moved to kiss his chin, Jimmy finally caught his lips in a proper kiss, to which Tango happily reciprocated.

“Tango, I don’t tell you this enough,” Jimmy mumbled against his lips.

After a moment, Tango leaned back enough to meet his gaze, his hand still caressing Jimmy’s cheek. “What? What is it?”

Jimmy leaned in, stealing one more chaste kiss to his lips. “You’re my everything.”

Tango touched his lips where Jimmy had just kissed him, his smile entirely uncontrollable. “Am I?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” He reached a hand up, sliding it to Tango’s shoulder and around the back of his neck. Unable to resist any longer, he pulled his soulmate back into a proper kiss.

And Tango kissed back. 

Jimmy felt the hand on his cheek move to his chin, tilting it up ever so slightly to deepen the kiss. Lips on lips were familiar, and Tango leaned down, his chest pressing flush to Jimmy’s as he braced himself against the soft summer grass. 

Jimmy slid his other arm around Tango’s neck, pulling him impossibly closer as their lips danced in a comfortable, patient rhythm against one another. It was as if the rest of the world didn’t matter at that moment, as if they had all the time in the world to get lost in familiar comforts and sweet nothings. 

When they finally pulled apart, it was only to breathe. Still, Jimmy didn’t have it in him to pull away completely, keeping his forehead pressed to Tango’s, skin against flushed, warm skin. 

“You know,” Tango said softly, “I’m completely in love with you.” 

Jimmy laughed softly. “I had no idea,” he teased. He leaned in, stealing another chaste kiss. “I love you too, Tango.” 

Tango played with the ends of Jimmy’s hair, twirling it idly between his thumb and forefinger. He chased after Jimmy’s lips for a few more kisses that were eagerly reciprocated between giggles and stupid, uncontrollable smiles. 

Though the sun was setting and the day was slipping away, they remained there just a little longer, chasing the sweet taste of each other’s lips in the warmth of dying sun rays.

#trafficshipping #tangotek #solidaritygaming #jimmy solidarity #team rancher #rancher duo #solidaritek #double life #drabble #drabble requests are in fact open! please send them in! #saphs drabbles

[missing-sock-misto]

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London, International Tours

Asia Tours: 2020, 2022 (Includes Korea)

Misc: Oasis, Dutch tour, moscow, madrid, zurich,

Nonreplica: thunerseespiele, il sistina, (Drag Culture one)

Characters/ Ships: Tuggoffelees, tuggoffelees fanart, platoria, demestrap, mistocavity

Mr Mistoffelees: sm allan, xavier pellin, jacob brent, paul giarratano, ricky ubeda, ibn snell, tion gaston, mj richardson, L chambers - misto fanart, mistoffelees song, cryptid misto, mute misto

Rum Tum Tugger: john partridge, Hank Santos, Alex Snova, Tyler Hanes, Zach Bravo - tugger fanart, the rtt song, terrible bore line,

Other cats:

Munkustrap (Gruber, auler), Macavity, Deut bros, Old Deuteronomy, Demeter, Bombalurina, Jemima,

Monochromatic family- Victoria, Alonzo, Bustopher Jones, Plato,

Skimbleshanks, Jennyanydots, Chaos twins, mungojerrie, rumpleteazer

#table of contents

[whump-me-all-night-long]

The Jewelry Box: Diamond's Nightmare

Just a little hurt/comfort drabble for @whumpmasinjuly Day 3: Sleep. This takes place later in the recovery arc.

Taglist: @newbornwhumperfly @unicornscotty@itsleighlove @whump-scribbles @getyourwhumphere@skunkandgrenade @penny-for-your-whump @lektric-whump @just-a-whump-lover@thelazywitchphotographer @restrainthenmaime@angstyachesplus @lilbitwhumpy @leaderofthebeanarmy@aquard-skaii @whumprincess @thatgaysnail@finaldreams1106 @reveriedeludesme @kemonoinuzuka@circlingravens @whumpasaurus101 @spicy-wendigo @femmewithadhd @wafflestakethecake @lonesome–hunter @as-a-matter-of-whump @broadwaybabe18@whumpinggoodtime @temporary-whump-sideblog @dumb-and-lesbian let me know if you want to be added/removed!

CW: nightmares, self-harm (head banging), referenced past torture, let me know if I need to add anything else!

Sapphire was jolted out of the deep embrace of sleep by a sudden banging noise. He blinked groggily, staring around his dark room. The faintly glowing clock to his side showed that it was only three in the morning.

With a groan, he dropped his head back onto the pillow, planning on pulling the blanket up and rolling over, hoping to get another couple hours of sleep.

Then the noise repeated itself.

He groaned, throwing his blanket off and sitting up. The sound was emanating from the room next to his, where Diamond was.

Sapphire stumbled upright, crossing his room and throwing open the door, squinting against the dim light of the nightlights placed throughout the hallway.

Stopping in front of Diamond’s door, he knocked quietly, rasping with a sleep-heavy voice, “D? Everything alright in there?”

He waited and, when there was no response, he repeated himself. There was another thump, but other than that, nothing.

A spike of panic went through him, and he said, “Alright, D, I'm coming in.”

Pushing the door open, he stepped inside, glancing around the dim room.

He saw a huddled shape sitting on the bed, head against the wall. With a sick feeling, Sapphire realized what that repetitive sound had been.

“Diamond?” he asked, a note of worry slipping into his voice as he took a step forward. “Are you okay?” He fumbled for a lamp nearby, flicking it on, bathing the room in a warm glow.

Diamond was sitting up, arms around themself, eyes wide and glassy. Their frantic gaze settled on Sapphire. “Sir,” they whispered, equal parts fear and relief. “Please, Sir, I'm sorry. Please help me.”

Feeling sick, Sapphire licked their lips. “No, D,” he said. “It's me, Saph. You're alright.”

But Diamond continued, as if they hadn't heard him. “I didn't mean to,” they pleaded. “Help me, fix me.”

Sapphire closed the distance, reaching out to grab them. But they recoiled, flinching back against the wall. Then they froze, terror painting their face. They began to tear up, banging their head roughly against the wall.

Sapphire lunged forward, grabbing their head as gently as he could, putting his hand between it and the wall. “Diamond!” he said, loudly. “It's me, Saph! It's not that bastard! You're okay, I promise, you're okay.”

But wherever they had gone, deep in their mind, Diamond couldn't hear him. Instead, they just kept muttering, nearly incoherently under their breath, “Can't flinch back, I'm not supposed to flinch.” Their breath hitched.

Sapphire wrapped Diamond up in his arms, their small frame fitting easily. “You're okay,” he soothed, now on the bed with them. “You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you.”

Diamond sobbed, turning their face towards him, tears streaming. “Sir, I'm sorry!” they begged. “I didn't mean to! I'm good, I promise, I'm not bad!”

Sapphire swallowed around the lump in his throat. “You're good, Diamond,” he said hoarsely, hating the way they slumped against him, relief shining on their face. “You're very good.”

“Thank you, Sir,” they said, a small smile crossing their face, forced, their eyes eerily blank.

Sapphire just pulled them closer to him. “You can sleep now, Diamond. You're safe, you can sleep.” He hated himself for playing into Diamond’s waking nightmare, for repeating the same words he knew the Jeweler had said to Diamond many times before.

Almost immediately, Diamond had slumped against him, their breathing steadying and deepening. Sapphire leaned his head against the wall, careful not to disturb Diamond.

And that's how Emerald found Diamond in the morning, still wrapped protectively in Sapphire’s arms. He lifted his head groggily, meeting Emerald’s gaze.

“They just needed to sleep,” he whispered

#the jewelry box #diamond darling #sapphire sweetheart #nightmares #self harm (head banging) #referenced past torture #mostly just two babies being sweet and soft #whumpmas in july

[millennialgrandma]

September Wrap Up

I'm a few days late on this month's wrap up because my little brother had his wedding this weekend, which basically meant I was chaos personified 😂 Better late than never! But also, where the hell did September go?

Things I Wrote

Remember how last month I said I didn't have any plans to write?? Haha haha hahahaha

So dramioneprompts on Twitter inspired me to do a couple drabbles based on the daily prompts "pretty mouth" and "not in the library."

Also...I might be...approximately 1,200 words...into an untitled dreomione. So. There's that.

Things I Read

Wow, look at that! I read exactly zero books again this month and nobody is surprised.

Fiction:

NonFiction:

Fanfiction:

Complete: (approx. 420k words)

This Dizzy Life of Mine by @inlovewithforever (sirmione, E, 27.2k)

for your eyes by indicia (dramione, E, 2.9k)

read me a bedtime story by indicia (dramione, E, 2.9k)

Melt by @arabellatheauthor (dramione, E, 3.6k)

Golden Delights by @celestialseawitch-ff (harmony, E, 8.8k)

Rule number one by @veelantina (dramione, E, 30.2k)

Reread: On The Verge by @dreamsofdramione (dransmione, E, 5k)

Reread: One More Breath by @dreamsofdramione (dransmione, E, 4.7k)

Slag in an Alley by @mercurysflame (tomione, E, 2.8k)

i'm yours by @thelashjedi (dramione, E, 12.5k)

Make Me, Malfoy by @ambpersand (dramione, E, 10.1k)

Smile by @sunlightdaydream; art by @ada-lovelaced (fleur/angelina, M, 3k)

Bring Him to His Knees by @willhavetheirtrinkets (dramione, E, 246.2k)

Broom Thighs (BHTHK Chpt. 18 Deleted Scene) by @willhavetheirtrinkets (dramione, E, 3.3k)

Less Responsible (BHTHK Chtp. 19 AU Scene) by @willhavetheirtrinkets (dramione, E, 1.2k)

Surprise for the Headmistress by @willhavetheirtrinkets (dramione, T, 1.3k)

In the Bushes by @willhavetheirtrinkets (dramione, T, 0.6k)

Plaything by @midnightvalkyrie (dreomione, E, 2.9k)

Tainted by @viridianatnight (dramione, E, 4.4k)

The Nature of Desire by @reneehartblog (tomione, E, 10.4k)

creamed by dramionewhxre (dreomione, E, 7.1k)

A Matter of Time by @indreamsink (dramione, E, 7.7k)

The Photographer by Inell (adrimione, E, 3.9k)

Deprivation by @dreamsofdramione and @inadaze22; embedded NSFW art by @saph-xxi (panville, E, 2k)

Toothpaste Kisses by @tumblintofu; embedded SFW & NSFW art by @meriyart (panville, E, 4.5k)

Stay by @inadaze22; embedded SFW & NSFW art by Camiiie4 (panville, E, 5.5k)

Daphne by @dreamsofdramione; embedded SFW & NSFW art by @catmintandthyme (panville, E, 5.7k)

Silent Pleasures by sjphoenix (dramione, NR, 2.8k)

WIPs: (approx. 74k words)

for the best by @hawthornewhisperer - Chapters 1 & 2 (dramione, M, 5.3k)

Secrets Make Friends (With Benefits) by @dreamsofdramione & @inadaze22 - Chapters 1 & 2 (dramione, E, 11.6k)

An Understanding by @grace-lou-freebush - Chapter 1 (dreomione, E, 3.7k)

Let The Dark In by @senlinyu - Chapters 4 & 5 (dramione, M, 8.7k)

A Season For Setting Fires by @mightbewriting - Chapters 1-11 (dramione, E, 44.8k)

Things I'm Currently Reading (Heading into October)

I AM READING TOO MANY THINGS. I have also started ZERO OF THE BOOKS I said I was going to start last month. Again, who is surprised?

The internet besties and I are reading Ina's Broken to each other (Audible is trembling rn) and basically just participating in a group cry. I started The Disappearances of Draco Malfoy so that I could read along as @etl-echo-audiobooks records. I'm also reading Olivie's Lady Vengeance again because I love this fic and Megs is reading it for the first time and I fold like a house of cards under peer pressure.

#september wrap up #wrangling the words #books i've read #fics i've read #fics i'm reading #books i'm reading #apparently i'm writing? #monthly wrap up #2021 monthly reading list

[silverhearted-robin-hood]

Ngl sometimes I have my insecure doubts that I might be making Saph too much of a clown or hauling it in that direction. Hhdh Not that playful characters are bad! I love them to bits. I guess I wanna, from a writer's pov, balance both the playful and reliable aspects like "You can count on me to fight by you with my blade as best as I can, but also crawl in through your window at 3 am asking you curious shit." Those dual interactions and not a stagnant focus on one thing if that makea sense. So, I really wanna do some exercises tomorrow or some drabble stuff to expose myself to other development situations I have not thought of yet.

[bnhaficlets]

⚘࿆꯴˖࣭̇ ๋──  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

welcome to bnhaficlets blog! this blog is run by two writers, bryce and saph, and we hope you enjoy your time here. we usually write short drabbles of characters with a side of headcanons, but will be more than happy to write long scenarios when asked to.

our comfort characters are bakugou katsuki, sero hanta, kaminari denki, hawks, dabi, todoroki shouto, and a couple more that we can’t think from the top of our head - but don’t let this fool you! we do write for other characters, but not as splendidly written as these characters. and we equally suck in writing girls, so we apologise in advance for that. 

since both of us are equally busy with online classes as of the current situation, i would like you guys to know to be patient with your requests; please do not double requests! everyone will have their requests rolling around sooner or later, but not never.

⟡⃟⃟ૈ ── 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒!

just on a side note, requests will be considered closed when we have too many requests sent in but too little time to write them ── and we will let you know when that is! plus, when the requests are closed, we will close the inbox so there will be no requests sent in. otherwise, go wild!

─  ⃟͜͡𖣴͜͡⃟  ─

once again, we are bryce and saph, and we hope you enjoy reading what we create!

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #bnha scenarios #bnha headcanons #boku no hero academia fanfics #introduction.exe