#Fourteen Days

[b1ueoff1ine]

14 Days Of Valentine's

Welcome! This is my first ever 14 Days Of Valentine's, a two week era of extra fluffy, extra smutty, extra everything fanfics!

What to expect starting from Feb 1st to Feb 14th and 15th!

Loads more fluff.

As much smut as I can write- before messing up or before I get too horny myself XD

More fanfics in general, since I don't post much.

Requests on smut and fluff are open during February! So please, send any request to my ask box! Once Febuary ends, it's back to regular posting.

14 Days Of Valentine will get me having more requests than usual (usual being 0). But dont worry if it's no longer feburary and you wanted to send a request.

Written Requests

Day 1

Morning Kisses

Day 2

Mutual

Day 3

Snowed In

Snowed In - Part 2

Day 4

The Mechanic

Day 5

Regret

Day 6

Healing

Day 7

Healing - Part 2

Day 8

Healing - Part 3

Day 9

Healing - Part 4

Day 10

Elevator Music

[byunbaekhyunie]

me and my bbh Pinterest board against the world

[deeneedsaname]

Can we have a moment of silence for Sylvia, who now has an Alien living in her backyard, and a moment of triumph for Wilf, who now has an Alien living in his backyard

[paradox-n-bedrock]

me in big fandoms: oh cool, it's so active and there's so many people to vibe with, this is amaz-

*finds my niche angle that appeals to approximately six people*

me: okay, folks, it's you and me now

[linusbenjamin]

If evil, why hot?

[shgark]

i’m two weeks away from being back home

and home has my pc

and my pc has call of duty modern warfare 2022

[expelliarmus]

[metacrisisdoctor]

[whatsfourteenupto]

Today was a very tired day for Fourteen. They’ve had trouble sleeping all week and it’s finally getting to them. But it’s okay, because he’s getting better at taking naps without feeling like something will go horribly wrong

[yesokayiknow]

also i can't believe fifteen physically took half of his clothes and fourteen STILL didn't change his suit. how about after getting actual therapy you do some retail therapy next

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: Love Bites w/ Spencer Reid

a/n: y'all probably thought that i gave up on this challenge but never fear, it just took me a moment to get back in the groove! i may let it get away from me, but it'll never not be completed!

masterlist | kinktober masterlist | AO3

You would think that since Spencer was such a private person, he'd have an aversion to things like hickies or marks being left behind on his skin, but much to your surprise — and excitement — he all but begs for them.

"Please…" His plea came out as a whimper, long fingers tangled up in your hair as you placed light, teasing kisses on the side of his jaw and the flesh of his neck.

Your night hadn't started out like this; you had clambered into bed next to Spencer, cuddling up to his side as he reread whatever book was on the menu tonight. Soon, the TV show that you were watching wasn't cutting it anymore, and when the kiss that you had placed on the underside of his jaw pulled a shiver out of him, you knew you'd found your next source of entertainment.

"What do you need from me, Spencie?" You cooed lazily, placing another sloppy kiss closer to his pulse point. Your touchy hands stroked his chest up and down, purposefully dragging themselves over his nipples. 

"I don't—" He gulped nervously. "Your mark." He confessed in embarrassment. 

You smirked but nevertheless began to suck on his skin, nibbling the skin gently before moving to another patch. 

"Do you know where my scarf is? You know, for uh— for tomorrow." He moaned breathlessly. 

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[thepeachboys]

Doctor Donna, March 2024

Long conversations could be made about every relationship the Doctor had with their companions, and some point could be made about 14 not being 10 but still being the same old soul... But no one can deny the bond between the Doctor and Donna Noble is something special. I chose this picture because their vulnerable expressions speak volumes. I wish I liked this drawing more - the colours are beautiful, but I fumbled something around 14's eyes and couldn't fix it; the waistcoat took me hours! Donna, on the other hand, is perfect. As usual.

[davidtennan-t]

TW: Deadname Mention

As awful as it is to bring up Rose’s deadname, there’s a subtle message behind why Donna named her child ‘Jason’

The name Jason means ‘healer’

Donna named her child after the Doctor, choosing the closest name which represents the Doctor - she named her child after her very best friend, even when she couldn’t remember him

[dancy-nrew]

are they… you know…. Coworkers…..

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

Getaway Car

Day #14 - Prompt: And the Winner Is... | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: M | CW: Mild Sexual Themes, Language | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: Steve is to Corroded Coffin Music Videos as Alicia Silverstone was to Aerosmith Videos in the 90s

Eddie sinks to his knees in the gravel, hands outstretched, groveling, pleading in his torn jeans and artfully cut t-shirt. Big, open arm holes, showing lots of skin, his hair blowing in the wind, as he's leaning so far back, until he's collapsed along the side of the road, hand clutched to his chest. 

Mouth moving, but no words coming out, and he raises himself back up, just to see the back of Steve walking away. In a full strut, towards the red convertible parked in the middle of the road. Steve turns, stalks back, and glances down at him just long enough to kick a toe-full of gravel in Eddie's direction. 

Eddie shields his face, but one rock still gets through, clocking him right in the forehead, and Eddie darts up, grabbing Steve by the arm, yanking.

Then the scene changes, back to the band onstage, playing before it catches back up with Eddie and Steve. This time, Eddie's walking down the side of the road, bags of stolen cash in his hands.

And Steve pulls up alongside him in the same red convertible, and Eddie jumps in the getaway car, tossing the bags in the back as he crawls over and situates himself on Steve's lap.

Cut back to the band, cut to Steve sitting outside of the bank, cut to the band, cut to Eddie and Steve getting matching tattoos, back to the band, back to Eddie and Steve being playful in bed, the band again, then back to Eddie and Steve meeting in a bar.

A story, shown in reverse.

Eddie sinks lower into his theater seat. This music video has been all over MTV for months, nearly a year at this point, and he's seen it hundreds of times during editing, but tonight is the first time he's embarrassed. He's a bad actor. He looks stupid. Who thought a wind machine for his hair was a good idea? It's so goddamn cheesy. 

Nobody is gonna give this video an award.

Except. He knows they might, because of Steve. That's the ace in their pocket they hadn't even planned on. Winning a VMA wasn't even on the radar when they filmed it. Steve had to be cajoled and begged and bartered with, and only agreed when they provoked his jealous streak, because he didn't want to see Eddie filmed in bed with someone else. 

They played dirty, promising it was no big deal, just a little music video that would only be seen on Headbanger's Ball.

And then it blew the fuck up, and made them all goddamn liars. 

Not because of the song, or the band, Eddie knows that, but because of the hot guy in the video. Now, they're getting calls. Big calls. Big offers, and the label is planning a trilogy of videos starring Steve for the band, like he's Alicia Silverstone and they're Aerosmith or something.

Eddie glances Steve's way, and Steve's even lower in his seat than Eddie is, and Eddie reaches for his hand and squeezes. 

"I'm sorry," he mouths, and Steve just narrows his eyes, and it makes Eddie grin.

The nominees are read, and when their name is announced Eddie is frozen in place. Gareth has to pull on him, and he has to pull on Steve. Steve shakes his head, not wanting to go up on stage, but Eddie knows the crowd will want to see him, will want to be formally introduced. Steve might not have acting aspirations, but the world is definitely clamoring for him to do something, anything, to stay in front of their greedy fucking eyes. Their agent keeps getting calls wanting to get in touch with that actor's agent.

That he doesn't have. Because he's not an actor.

He's their Road Manager, their babysitter, and Eddie's long-suffering boyfriend.

"Uh, um, thank you," Eddie says, holding up the Moonman statuette. "We didn't expect this." Then he turns to face Steve, "You might recognize this guy. From the video you just saw. And that you've seen played a million times on MTV. That's Steve. My Steve," Eddie says, blushing a little. "Sorry. He's taken."

And Steve looks like he wants to melt into the floor, so Eddie will make this quick, "But you'll see him again in our next video. I promise," Eddie says, and then hands over the podium to Gareth, who does the full rundown of thank yous as Eddie walks over and wraps his arm around Steve's back, enjoying looking at his reddened cheeks.

There will be pictures, and video footage, and no amount of media training could make the two of them look anything other than awkwardly embarrassed about this predicament they've found themselves in. 

Fucking hell.

Gareth presses the statuette into Steve's hand for some reason, while Jeff and Goodie speak at the podium, and when they can finally leave the stage, Eddie pulls Steve backstage, and presses him against the wall, kissing him, "Thank you. I love you."

Steve kisses him back, the award hanging loose at his side, right against Eddie's thigh.

It's the image that runs in all the magazines, and with time, turns out to be the image of the entire night.

Weeks later, Eddie is dressed in some sort of leather get-up that not even he understands, at least not fully, with Steve hovering over him.

"CUT!" the director yells, and they both stop right where they are. "Moving on to set-up three!"

Steve reaches down and helps Eddie to his feet, "You okay?" 

"This is weird," Eddie admits with a laugh.

"Well, if you think it's weird, imagine how I feel," Steve says, and he has a crop in his hand, and reaches over and pops Eddie on the ass with it. 

Eddie can hear Gareth, Goodie and Jeff laughing from behind the monitors, all just happy that they don't have to be involved in any of this embarrassment. They can still walk down the street, unknown.

Not Eddie, and definitely not Steve.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @corrodedcoffinfest and follow along with the fun! 🦇

Notes: If you've never seen the Cryin' music video, or just need a refresher, I've definitely drawn inspiration from it, lol. Imagine Eddie doing that dramatic Steven Tyler lip syncing. He'd feel like such a fool. Bonus? If you're a Lost fan, keep your eyes peeled for Josh Holloway.

[ghost-bxrd]

You mentioned that Fae Dick doesn't allow anyone near Jason while he is healing. How does Bruce handle his son being alive again, only for his other son not to allow him near? What does it take for Fae Dick to allow Bruce near the newly resurrected Jason?

Predictably, Bruce does NOT handle it very well.

For one, Dick squirreled Jason away into his own rooms and refuses to let anyone inside on the threat of being chased outside manor grounds by a murder of crows. Only regular meals by Alfred are accepted, and even he is only allowed a few supervised minutes in Jason’s presence before Dick grows antsy and shuts the door in his face.

Bruce is… both concerned and reluctantly hopeful. But mostly he’s his usual pessimistic self and assumes that Jason is an impostor trying to trap Dick in a deal, or attempting to gain a foothold in the batfamily looking like his dead son.

Dick is very much aware of Bruce’s distrust and apprehension which is about ninety percent of the reason he doesn’t allow anyone near Jason. He refuses to have anybody probe and prod at his alive baby brother. Bruce can grow screw himself. Dick doesn’t know how— and he doesn’t care— but Jason is alive. And he’d rather eat iron than make him doubt his place in the family ever again. (Dick has not forgiven Bruce for not believing Jason about Garzonas. Neither has Bruce, but that’s beside the point.)

So yeah, Dick has Jason safely squirreled away and is doting on him like a mother hen, feeding him fae magic and healing the damage to his body one by one.

Bruce only has a chance of meeting Jason if he can let go of his mistrust long enough to let himself believe that’s truly his dead son come back to life. Otherwise Dick will not allow him anywhere near Jason.