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fyther · 8 months
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Jesse twins wip !!
Rrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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basiatlu · 4 months
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I've really been forcing myself to do more backgrounds, babes. Also don't come after me for the lack of research I did on this door sos
I'm hoping to have lots to show this next week!! ♡
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half-bakedboy · 4 days
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several sentence sunday
tagged by @tiltingheartand on this wonderful day so I thought I'd share some bucktommy from my hurt!Tommy fic
Somehow, after almost a decade as a firefighter, Buck hasn’t gotten used to seeing those he cares about hurt. He knows it comes with the job. Chimney’s been rebarred, stabbed, and had his heart stopped by an actual manic, and Buck still found a way to laugh about it at the hospital. Bobby’s been shot, Maddie’s been beaten, Athena’s been attacked, Hen’s been traumatized, Eddie’s been buried alive... They've all been through Hell and back on multiple occasions, and still. Buck shows up to bring the laughter and deplete the tension of everyone else, and he’s damn good at it.  When he sees Tommy leaning against his expensive truck—the one that rivals Eddie’s mid-life crisis vehicle—he brings his hand to his chest to make sure his heart hasn’t actually stopped beating in his chest.
No pressure tagging: @notquiteascrazy @some-little-infamy @bigfootsmom @glorious-spoon
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ksbbb · 26 days
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Sunday WIP Snippet (thiam)
“No they aren’t. No one has acted weird or strange that I’m aware of. I haven’t been around the rest of you much. Maybe it’s Lydia.” Liam fumes, unable to stop himself from getting into an argument with Stiles.
“Sure. It’s Lydia. What about Theo? He randomly shows up at the exact time this thing comes out?” Stiles snaps, the loathing for the chimera shining through his face and he bites back another seething remark, noticing the raw anger coming over Liam.
“It followed Theo out. How the hell would it be Theo? Now you’re just being an a…” Liam shakes, the fury flowing through his body, fangs poking through his gums and his wolf waiting, just as angry as he is, and ready to defend Theo.
He’s gently pushed back, being forced to stop his comment mid sentence, already wanting to know what comeback Stiles is going to come up with, but Scott is frowning at him, standing in between them, and blocking them from continuing their conversation.
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit
Summary:
Dean Winchester's life is no fairy tale. Forced to give up his dream of a degree in political science to work in the family business, he's relegated to janitorial duties at a Pirate Pete's burger joint by his absent father's business partner Azazel and his two unbearable sons. But a newly elected president in nationwide search of a political advisor and a mysterious stranger who stumbles into Pirate Pete's late one evening have Dean exploring new possibilities for both his professional and personal future.
Cas Milton is the newest and most reluctant US President - feeling shackled by his responsibilities, he sends out a nationwide call for an advisor to help ease his professional burdens. His hunger for escape - and burgers - leads Cas to a Pirate Pete's in Lawrenceville, Kansas, where he meets an enigmatic janitor who's unaware of his real identity. Upon hearing Dean's aspirations for his future, Cas encourages him to chase his dreams. He returns to his office to find those dreams include an application to the very role he's looking to fill, making a relationship between them impossible.
A Destiel love story inspired by Cinderella and a prompt by Misha Collins.
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heynikkiyousofine · 5 months
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Sneak Peek Sunday
I woke up at three am with this scene stuck in my head for one of my new multi-chap wips and just had to share it with you.
He noticed she approached him slowly, her body slightly trembling and appearing to him as a scared little doe for the first time. A wave of anger swept through him, but Inuyasha pushed it back, swearing that he would never be so stupid again as to let her believe these things about his love for her. Of course he was angry, but never at her, however the woman before him didn’t know that because he had refused to acknowledge her pain over the last few weeks.
He knew he needed to tell her, but finding words to explain the entirety of this messed situation wasn't easy. He had always been someone to show people how he felt, but his girl needed to hear the words, so he would make himself tell her everything.
Holding out his hand, Kagome slid her fingers across her palm and he tugged her forward, her tiny body collapsing into his as they arranged themselves comfortably on the velvet couch. She kept her eyes on his chest and he waited patiently for her to look at him, but when she refused, he let out a loud sigh.
“Are you afraid of me?” 
“N-no, I, um, didn’t think you wanted to touch me after what you said last night.” She squeezed her eyes shut, her body shrinking in on itself and a river of tears already escaping down her cheeks. “You said you felt sick everytime you looked at me and I was afraid you stopped loving me.”
He had never felt heartbreak before, but he assumed this awful feeling that had formed in his gut with her confession was exactly that, and it was probably nothing compared to what she was feeling. I royally fucked up. Holding her as close to his body as he possibly could, still conscious of her bruised ribs, he let her sob, each sound making him feel worse and worse. Once her cries began to soften, he kissed her forehead, keeping his voice low and her cheek pressed to his chest. There was no in hell he wanted to have the entire office hear him groveling at her feet. Though, if that’s what she wants, I’ll do it with my head held high.
“I’m so incredibly sorry baby. I never meant for you to hear that, let alone you take it like that. Each time I saw what that fucker did,” He paused, his grip tightening when he pictured the dark eyed bastard, pushing aside the new wave of anger before continuing, “I was so angry at myself that I felt sick.”
“Why?”
“I felt that I wasn’t enough to stop him, that it was my fault that you were missing for three days and being held prisoner, that you were hurting and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it. It was also the reason that I’ve restrained myself from touching you. I was afraid of hurting you more, and the first time I saw you in the hospital? You looked dead, baby, and ever since, I couldn’t picture anything different.”
He was so focused on giving her space to heal, that he hadn't realized she needed him as badly as he needed her, that the only way for her to get better was for him to be at her side. Yeah, I am a complete idiot. And now, he was apologizing for it, vowing to himself he would anything to have her smile, that favorite one of his that always took his breath away, and to have her look at him with all the love in the world as she once had.
“Was it really that bad at first?”
“You were unconscious for almost a week, but that first day? We barely recognized you because your body was so broken.” She pulled away, her gaze boring into his as he forced himself to tell her everything, new tears falling from both of their cheeks. “I’ve been such an idiot since. Instead of diving head first into work to avoid all of this, I should’ve been by your side, comforting you because we both needed that. I never meant to hurt any more than you already were.” He swallowed the lump in his throat, preparing for the worse with what he was about to ask. “Will you forgive me, my love?”
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autumnwoodsdreamer · 2 months
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Sneak Peek Sunday
Here’s a snippet of the next chapter of The Lighthouse Keeper. Some action ended up happening (I say as if I didn’t plan it)
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Path now clear, Din made a dash for the lift.
He pressed the button and, in a stroke of luck, the doors opened instantly, the carriage already waiting on this floor. He unclipped all of his remaining charges, primed them, and tossed them in.
He was about to send the lift down when a blaster bolt struck him in the back.
It hit the beskar plating of his Phoenix and bounced right off but the force of it caught him off guard and, thus, knocked him off balance, sending him crashing down on his hands and knees.
He twisted the moment he hit the ground, brandishing and reigniting the Darksaber in the same motion. He whirled around and blocked a bolt meant to strike him where the beskar ended.
But he was still on the ground.
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fyther · 6 months
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Wips for initiation(day 3) and I'm here John (day 11)
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Ik I'm skipping and late but my ability to draw on a schedule is as good as a frog <]:')👍
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idabbleincrazy · 1 month
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A lil bit of the Best Man Confessional fic:
He couldn't believe the gall Lex had in actually asking him to be his best man again. Hell, he couldn't believe Lex was even getting married again, after the increasing failures of the last three. You would think the man would have learned to stay as far away from the altar as possible after two attempts on his life and Lana faking her death.
And just how their friendship survived Lex's relationship with Lana, Clark still isn't completely sure. It took a few years to get them back to the shaky foundation they currently maintained, and he wasn't sure if Lex had asked him out of sincerity or desperation. Somehow, as rocky as their friendship was, he was still the closest person in Lex's life. The only one who hadn't given up hope that Lex could change.
He still saw the good in him, still saw that promising young man that had helped Smallville thrive for years. Still saw Alexander. And, beneath it all, even if he didn't want to admit it to himself, still saw the man he fell in love with.
So, when the time came to give Lex a bachelor party, he accepted Lex's platinum card with grace. And a plan worthy of a Luthor.
@leatafandom
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serendipitys-teapot · 9 months
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Snippet Sunday
Thank you for tagging me, @wonderingaround1980! Am I supposed to wait for Sunday to do this? I don't know, I'm new and stupid so the rules don't apply to me, right? 🙃
I'm sure some of you guys have already been tagged, but I'll invite @kalliesa, @westernlarch, and @dispatchwithlove to participate if you guys would like!
This isn't the next chapter in my fic Loyalty and Limerence, but it's one that's coming up soon. I've shared a line or two with some folks before I think, but here's some context for that joke!
“Is our current situation an emergency?” Garrus didn’t know what the geth equivalent of a raised brow was. Maybe it was moving around those little flaps around its light? It was hard to tell over the comm. “A geth meddling with our computers, telling me how to do my job?” He scoffed as he struggled not to laugh, “Nah, I can’t imagine that would qualify.” “Stop teasing it.” Garrus spun to see Jane leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed and an amused look on her face. She pushed off and stepped into the room, and he smiled. “They still don’t understand sarcasm very well, despite my best efforts. EDI, however, is coming along nicely.” “Thank you, Jane.” They both jumped at the AI’s sudden interruption, “I have sectioned off a portion of my processing power to be devoted to learning organic mannerisms, and I am pleased to report that it has only reduced the capabilities of the Normandy’s weapons suite by .28 percent.” The statement was delivered with such sweet, innocent self-congratulation that it took a moment to sink it before hitting Garrus over the head like a brick. “W-wait a moment! EDI, you can’t be serious!” He stammered, indignant outrage battling with math calculations for space in his brain as his eyes widened. “I work on these calibrations every goddamn day, and you’re telling me that you’ve been-” “That was a joke.” EDI cut in before he could continue, her voice flat in the manner of someone containing their amusement a little too well. The room was silent for a moment before Jane burst out laughing. Garrus stood there, dumbfounded as his mandibles flicked absently, embarrassment washing over him as his anger quickly evaporated. “So, our weapons capability is still-?” “I would never do anything to intentionally endanger the Normandy or the lives of the crew, Garrus.”
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ksbbb · 11 days
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Seven sentence Sunday but make it Monday
Tagged by @mmoosen
What about the wine?” Liam asks, wanting to mutter out some angry comment about being here in the kitchen for no fucken reason at all. They’re going to look crazy without coming back with something.
At the very least a plate of fruit would make the trip to the kitchen makes sense.
“Oh, we have enough out there. Mason seems to be done and Corey isn’t as big of a drinker as me.” Theo smirks, admitting he’s really not one to share Liam for long and he doesn’t know what to make of that, so he shrugs, cheeks reddening with embarrassment over the attention.
Theo openly admitted to being in the kitchen so he can be alone with him. It’s doing things to Liam that he can’t explain, but his mouth is running dry again and his pulse is quickening, his senses heightened by every second that he’s around Theo.
No pressure tags @thiamsxbitch @wolfboy88 @daylightdunbar @chasing-chimeras
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hydesjackiespuddinpop · 7 months
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Sneak Peak Sunday (inspired by @blairwaldcrf)
September 30, 2023; 10:35 PM
”Paigeyyy…” Alex sighed, arching her back as her wife continued to leave kisses down her stomach. “Come on.” She pouted. Paige needed to stop teasing her and just do what she wanted. Now.
Paige giggled, “Hun, don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.” She immediately settled between her wife’s legs, sighing. Alex moaned, arching her back. She couldn’t believe she spent so many years away from this. Away from Paige.
Paige
Tagging my palex shipping degrassi moots: @userbettycooper @seancamerons
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phoenixblack89 · 1 month
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Sunday sneak peek anyone?
Yes?
No?
A special Sunday smut sneek peek?
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tightjeansjavi · 4 months
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Snippet Sunday part 2!!!
Thank you for the tag @corazondebeskar-reads 🤍
Here is a snippet from chapter 10 of Slow Hands
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Np tags: anyone who wants to participate, and who hasn’t already <3
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