twine this is like. the worst message you could give me whyyy
(anyway it had only lost two letters and a question mark so twine's just being really dramatic)
Also? straight up can't get rid of it. Like that thing is just staying there. At least it's not staying on top of everything but still.
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Hi Alice, this is the first time I've ever requested a fanfic ever. If at all possible, may I request a first hug with Malarkey? Thanks for opening your requests c:
Oh my gosh I feel so honored! I tried my best, I hope you like it! I love Don so this one was a great start. Thanks for requesting!!
Playing Favorites
Pairing: Donald Malarkey x Reader
Warnings: Fluff, fluff, and fluff
Word count: 816
“Y/N!”
You spun around to be face to face with none other than Donald Malarkey in all his glory. The smile on his tar covered face was something refreshing given the anxious circumstances. You were about to leave England and make the jump into Normandy. Still, no matter, you smiled.
“If it isn’t my favorite ginger.” You grinned as you waddled towards him. All the gear on your body made it a little bit difficult to move.
“I thought I was just your favorite.” He quipped, meeting you halfway. You shrugged, crossing your arms over your chest.
“Jury is still out on that one.”
“Oh, I see.” He laughed.
You and Don had been friends since the start of training. You both bonded over the fact you were both from Oregon, even though your family moved away to San Francisco when you were sixteen. Before you knew it, you were running up Currahee together, sharing the so-called food at meal times, and reminiscing about home. He was the person you’ve gotten the closest too at Toccoa.
“Which bird are you gonna to be in?” He asked.
“I’m with Lipon and Buck. You?”
“I’m with Winters.” He said in an even tone, his face falling a little. You smiled softly and pat him on the shoulder.
“Try not to worry too much, alright Don? Everything will turn out just fine.” You tried to reassure him. As nervous as you were, you knew that you had to keep as calm as possible to keep a clear head. Plus, seeing Don upset only made you upset.
“Malarkey! Fall in, come on.”
“Guess I gotta go.” Malarky sighed, giving you a tight smile.
“Guess you do.” You started to back away. You raised your hand and waved. “See you later, Malark.”
“See ya.” He waved back, turned and started walking towards his plane. You found yourself rooted to the ground as you watched him walk away.
“Hey Don!” You called out before you could stop yourself. He whipped around, his eyes wide and expecting.
“Yeah?”
“I-um…” you stuttered. You weren’t exactly sure why you stopped him. Maybe it was just to see his face again. “I’ll hook up with you when we get there. At the DZ.” You nodded at your own words. He smiled.
“I’m countin’ on it, doll. I’ll see you down there.” He chuckled as he threw a wink at you in a moment of courage. You tried to push down the heat that was creeping up your neck. With that, you parted. He went to his plane and you to yours.
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When Malarkey finally made it back, his first thought was you. He watched all the planes go down on the initial drop and he couldn’t stop worrying about you. He found himself running into camp, trying to find people from her plane.
“Buck!” he cried as he pushed his way through the crowd to get to his superior. “Buck, have you seen Y/N? I’ve been lookin all over and I can’t find her. Did you link up with her on your way to camp? Did you-”
“Malark, slow down. She’s fine, she’s talkin’ with Guarnere over there.” Buck nods his head behind him.
And there you were. You and Bill were sitting on a dirt mound, Bill rubbing your back soothingly. Your helmet was in one hand as ran your other hand through your hair. Don could feel himself relax as he ran toward you.
“Y/N!” His voice made you perk up, your eyes wide as a smile breaks across your face.
“Donny!” You practically squealed as you jumped to your feet. When you reached each other, you threw your arms around his neck.
“Don, oh my god, you’re okay. I was so worried! I got dropped in the middle of the forest with not a soul around. But I found my way back! And I was thinkin’ that you’d be here when I got here but you weren’t. None of your plane was here when I got here and people were saying that you guys might have gotten shot down. I thought I lost you.” You rambled as you clung to your friend as tightly as you could.
“I was worried too.” Don whispered into your hair. He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. “The entire time I was trekking through the night and running into krauts with some guys from Easy, all I could think about is that you could be facing all of this alone. Are you alright?”
“Right as rain.” You smiled as you looked up at his brown eyes. “What would I do without my favorite guy.”
“What happened to me just being your favorite ginger?” He quirked an eyebrow.
“Well maybe you’re just my favorite, so stop complaining before I demote you back to being just my favorite ginger.”
“Yes ma’am.”
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Ok @sprokat has (very lovingly lmao) reminded me that I was going to set into a wip weekend game!
It was created by @rottingfern - I'll reblog their post in a minute so you'll probably have seen it first for the better explanation - to uh. Give us a friendly nudge into working on our wips? Hell yeah love that for us
*with the caveat of actually i am on holiday so limited computer access (aka my phone) and definitely going places this afternoon at least*
Anyway hell yeah gonna be good
The WIPs
Shapeshifter wip (Syn/Halliel, fantasy, star crossed lovers)
Soul of the Party (fantasy, light detective shenanigans)
DnD (specific characters are; Maverick, Tem, Chant/Luci/Makaria, Razmatazz, Tosh, Karo, Phorg)
Dorks 'n' Disasters (fate based ttrpg currently in edits. Full first arc draft can be seen at @dorksndisasters)
But hey listen if you want to ask about any of the others, go crazy go wild
The Games
Three by Threes: The OG WIP Wednesday game. For each filename you receive in your ask box, reply to the ask with 3 NEW sentences on that WIP.
Lore Corner: Answer questions about your WIP. It can be anything from headcanons to backstory that you have for your WIP that don't even make it into the fic. Askers - get creative with your questions! (If you are playing Lore Corner, please give a single-sentence description of each of your WIPs so askers have some context)
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oh beans I knew there was another reason I went on here lmao anyway
running out of time before I go to work but y'all know I'm gonna be kicking about at work bc uhhh yeeah. well.
Anyway weekend game? same stuff as last weekend! Except I'm in my own flat this time!
The WIPs
Shapeshifter wip (Syn/Halliel, fantasy, star crossed lovers (fun little shapeshifter spy dude and the War that is Coming))
Soul of the Party (fantasy, light detective shenanigans)
DnD (specific characters are; Maverick, Tem, Chant/Luci/Makaria, Razmatazz, Tosh, Karo, Phorg (specific file names; Dumb of Ass, Snake of Tits; The Life and Lies of Makaria Chant; Always Yearned to be a Concert Pianist. Raz/Tosh/Karo/Tem don't have specific titles yet jsksks))
Dorks 'n' Disasters (fate based ttrpg currently in edits. Full first arc draft can be seen at @dorksndisasters)
But hey listen if you want to ask about any of the others, go crazy go wild
The Games
Three by Threes: For each filename you receive in your ask box, reply to the ask with 3+ NEW sentences on that WIP.
Lore Corner: Answer questions about your WIP. It can be anything from headcanons to backstory that you have for your WIP that don't even make it into the fic. Askers - get creative with your questions! (If you are playing Lore Corner, please give a single-sentence description of each of your WIPs so askers have some context)
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what are we, like a week out from the end of November? horrific.
Somehow I have written every single day this month. I'm in shock, I'm in awe, I'm unstoppable
this is not going to last, I assume I will probably crash the minute it hits December
or will I
anyhow, we're a little over 41k and I go back to work tomorrow so my carefully hoarded lead is going to vanish, probably.
I have to do bookbug tomorrow which is. it's going to be interesting. I forgot words and numbers and bookbug himself last time I had to do this.
anyhow. irrelevant.
Excerpts under the cut!
No One is Living This Down (Mercenary Mages)
“Llinos!” Kaua yelled, sounding like a warning.
Llinos spun on her paws and blinked as someone raced by her, only realising afterwards that it was Kitty, which meant that they’d reached the copse that was their halfway marker.
She bolted towards where Jasper and Kaua were amongst the trees.
Jasper was still holding Kaua. Llinos took a moment to press her forehead against Kaua’s and then pulled back, turning to raise her bow. She fired and fired again, feeling a growing sense of satisfaction as, one by one, their pursuers dropped.
“You can definitely put me down now,” Kaua said to Jasper. “And we’re never mentioning this again.”
The Haunted Hedge
There was a hedge on the ridge of the hill. Ordinarily, this wouldn’t be anything much to comment on. There had been a lot of hedges on the ridge.
Had been. Now there was just the one. The others had been knocked about by the surge of storms, or cut down in the clean up after.
Now there was this one alone.
“Isn’t it just like a scotty dog?”
“What? No, a deer, surely. There, it has antlers, see?”
“Those are just its ears.”
“Sure, disagree them.”
The remarks on its shape are made and they move on. The hedge remains, growing a little bit ragged around the edges.
The hedge remains.
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god ok I'm just
I'm pulling together refs for a present my friend is doing for me bc this is what we do every year and like
hot shit I have written some good stuff. like not to blow my own horn or whatever but like
The antlers and white fur were a cap, a headdress, a crown; the person below was human, dressed in leathers and patchwork fur, her red hair cut in a ragged bob just touching her jawline. Freckles spread across her sharp cheeks like the path between the stars.
And though Gwen knew she was human, there was something wolf-like in the way she smiled, predatory in the way it never reached her eyes as anything other than cold satisfaction.
this whole piece mostly but just Red Scarlet I am screaming I love you
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