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[psychiccatpanda]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Brock Rumlow, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau, James "Rhodey" Rhodes/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Clint Barton, Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Carol Danvers, Maria Rambeau Additional Tags: Characters Play Dungeons & Dragons, No Dungeons & Dragons Knowledge Required, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Steve Rogers Has Anger Issues, Steve Rogers is a Good Friend, Natasha Romanov is a good friend, Sam Wilson Is A Good Friend, Love Confessions, Asexual Bucky Barnes, Boys Kissing, Literal Sleeping Together, Morning Kisses, Breakfast Summary:

Bucky Barnes has run a bi-weekly Dungeons and Dragons game for his friends since their freshman year of college. The same core group has played together for the last ten years. Even though their lives have changed, they've stayed in touch, though Tony and Rhodes sometimes need to video conference in.

However, Steve's always looking for a fight (what else is new?) and can't resist a parting shot when he's on his way out the door.

Luckily for Bucky, he takes the bait.

[ladylilithprime]

One Size Fits, Some Exclusions Apply

Series: Fluffy Faerie Tales

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: background Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: General

Tags/Warnings: Half-Fae Sam Winchester, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Selkie Jack Kline, Sam Winchester Is Jack Kline's Adopted Father, Brief Allusions to Canon-Typical Violence, Selkie Donna Hanscum, Foster Mom Donna

Summary: Thanks to the efforts of Nox and Sam, Matthew Pike has been rescued and relocated to Avalon and a new foster mom who has some concerns. Cas does his best to be reassuring.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 21: Reward

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IT WASN'T A particularly big deal in the grand scheme of things. Graduating second grade was a milestone, but a fairly basic one. Having perfect attendance wasn't so much a moral success as luck of the draw when it came to catching or not catching the usual schoolyard cold and flu germs that got passed around. Grades were low stakes even at the highest mark, not that anyone would dare say that to a child's face or in range of their proud parent unless that person was a complete idiot.

And frankly, as excuses to have a party and offer complimentary cupcakes at Lighthouse CommodiTeas, Jack's end of second grade graduation was as good an excuse as any and a better reason to celebrate than more emotionally fraught reasons.

Jack sat at his usual table at the front, devoid of the now-obsolete homework and, instead, hosting a medium-sized travel terrarium with a mildly nervous tarantula huddled inside beneath a carefully constructed hide of tree bark and moss. The tarantula was being regularly checked on by its owner, Matt, who sat across from Jack and nibbled on his cupcake. Next to them sat Kaia, Jack's friend from karate, also eating a cupcake and asking questions about the care and needs of the tarantula as she wrote down a list for designing a new, bigger terrarium that would live in Matt's new room.

"I don't know if I should be concerned or not, honestly," Sheriff Donna Hanscum admitted from where she sat at the corner table across the room nearest the kitchen. "I don't want to discourage his interest, but, well... it's a spider, not a cat or a dog. And what if his focus on his pet is just his way of avoiding dealing with anything else?"

"My understanding is that Matt had this tarantula for some time before the... incident that resulted in him coming into your care," Cas said with as much delicacy as he could muster. The inciting incident had occurred on his day off, so he had only heard about it after the fact from Jimmy and been peripherally present for the fallout. "He may very well be focusing most closely on caring for his pet in order to avoid his own trauma, in which case showing care for the tarantula may help establish that, when he is ready to accept, care will be offered to him, too."

"Yeah," Donna sighed, looking down at her cup. Hellfire mocha with raspberry syrup, if Cas recalled correctly. "I just... I guess I'm worried that I won't be any good at this foster mom thing, y'know? I mean, I always thought I'd at least have a mate before having pups."

"Not something I can help you with," Cas said dryly, which at least made Donna laugh a bit. "You care about him and want him to be safe and happy, which is most important. Communicate with him, check in, listen to him... parenting is never going to be a one size fits all sort of thing, though from what I recall from working retail even 'one size fits all' was a misnomer."

"Usually is," Donna agreed. "But I get your point. Just gotta be open to listening when he's ready to talk."

"Exactly," Cas nodded. "And you aren't completely on your own in this, either. You have your pod, and your friends, and Matt will have all of you plus Jack and Kaia."

"Y'all really are great friends," Donna said with a smile. "Don't know too many other kids who would use the excuse of graduating second grade to throw a covert 'welcome to your new home' party for a kid they just met."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Cas lied as he plucked the chocolate and pretzel spider off his cupcake and took a bite.

[dustofwarfare]

Fic: Crossed Wires

I wrote Call of Duty fanfic and here it is!

Price and Makarov have a super random comm exchange in the 2011 version of MW2 (the one I played first) and that's what initially got me fannish about this series. I ended up being more fannish about the reboots but still preferring the gameplay of the older remasters, so I just took the line I liked -- where Price somehow just KNOWS Makarov can hear him on a comm link??? -- and used it with the reboot canon. Kinda. Because I hated the end of MW3 Reboot and anyway, this is really just sort of supposed to be fun to read, I am not taking War Crimes Simulator: The Game seriously.

It's mostly Price/Gaz with background ships, because I love John Price so much okay and everyone should get to. :D

new fandom so pls say hi if you stumble across me somehow, please talk to me about these traumatized sad boys who should all make out, i can't handle it!!!

[mssrmads]

Pandora was enraptured by the woman before her and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Not when Lily was drinking.

Not when she took her final sip.

Not when she wiped the blood off of her chin, licking the last remnants off her hand in a way that made Pandora want to faint.

And certainly not when their eyes locked.

-Chapter one snippet of my new Pandalily fic (ft. Vampire Lily)

[aspenforest732]

Libertias aut Mortis: Overview

Akira and the rest of the League race against the clock to put an end to the horrors the Wrens, their bio family, inflict on their children. As the League marches to war as the new heads of the PLF, threats rise from inside and out in the last installment of When Good People Go to War.

Moss Nightwing (fae/faer) is working on the sensitivity reading for this.

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 | 45 | 46 | Final Author's Note

Mortem ad Wrens

Bello Licentiae

Libertias aut Mortis (here)

Memoirs Mori (loose oneshots and other media)

[starcurtain]

Please someone redraw this with Dr. Ratio and Aventurine because this is the exact vibe they have in my head post-Penacony.

[spookberry]

[insert cute caption here]

[caprisun89bakerstreet]

Listen if i had no clue who ahsoka was and you were to ask me who her jedi master would be based on this image— i would 100% say anakin

Like i’m sorry but it’s blatantly obvious

[raphaerolo]

ok but what if- what if they kissed in front of a pretty darn detailed mural, like have we thought it through thoroughly enough?? cuz like... what if there were tigers.

this comes from mine and @anaclastic-azurite 's surfer/bananawan codywan au which you can read here

mural without the giant obstruction below the cut

(With and without wall texture:)

[akanemnon]

To be fair, she found the letter on the floor of the school hallway...

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[dclovesdanny]

Dead Serious

4/4

Danny had made peace with the fact he did not have a soulmate. He had! After several years of no response to the countless drawings and writing notes on his skin, he had grown resigned to the fact that he was part of the 5% who did not have soulmates. He was fine with that.

(Dash would tease him about how no one would ever love him, adding salt to an already irritated wound. His parents were soulmates, and he remembered when he was drawing on his father’s arms and watching as it appeared on his mother’s. Jazz had been drawing and writing to her soulmate for years. Her soulmates name was Jason, and she always talked about how he was with her. She was one of the few people who comforted him when he stopped drawing or writing to soulmate. )

Damien taught at an early age that there was no use for soulmates. They were only distractions. He knew grandfather had no soulmate, and his mother had never responded to her own. He never responded to the drawings on his arms notes the notes in English on his (and he didn’t try harder just because he wanted to read his soulmate writing that would be ridiculous.)

Damien never told his family about having a soulmate. Even as he slowly got used to the differences between them and slowly learned how his grandfather was he could never bring himself to respond to the slowly lessening drawings and messages.(He couldn’t bring himself to respond because deep down he knew he didn’t deserve a soulmate. He was a monster, a demon. He didn’t deserve it.)

Danny stopped trying so desperately to contact his soulmate at age 11(the age he held his sister as she cried, her soulmate’s last message scribbled in desperate frantic writing on her arm. He never resented his parents so much when they didn’t even leave the lab for two days, not paying any mind to their sobbing child on the floor above them.)(it was the first time he didn’t envy having a soulmate.)

He was fourteen when he started drawing on his arms again.(it was shaky, much more than the older drawings, but even if he didn’t have a soulmate, he wanted to leave them a mark, just in case, the same way Jazz wrote quotes from different books on her arms.)

(When he found out Vlad didn’t have a soulmate, he refused to acknowledge another similarity they shared. He refused to think about how Vlad’s desperation made Danny think of his own desperate writing for his soulmate. Soulmates were a topic he never spoke of, and Vlad must have known, must have found out about how Danny didn’t have one, but he never commented on it. (It was the only boundary that was never crossed.))

(Damian wasn’t disappointed when his soulmate stopped writing to him. he didn’t trace over his arms, wishing that he had the confidence to write back. He didn’t spend hours wondering if his soulmate was gone without knowing Damian had seen him. He didn’t trace over the drawings his soulmate made with awe after four years of silence.)

Damian always covered up, so he was the only one who noticed when his soulmate started writing to him again. Never sentences never notes like they were before, but shaky drawings appeared on his skin. They were less detailed than before, almost shaky, as if the person drawing them couldn’t hold a pencil, steady, but they were real. Damian never said a word.

It was October 15 when Damien saw something on his arms that made his blood go cold. A message that he read over and over while commandeering the plane and ignoring the rest of his family yelling for him to explain himself. He desperately calibrated the jet while staring at the words, praying to a God he did not believe in that he would not be too late.(Unaware that Todd was following going in the same direction with the similar message written on his arm from a girl that Jason had deemed too good for him.)

Dear soulmate, even if you aren’t there. Everyone in Casper high is writing on their arms and I might as well try to warn someone. I am from Amity Park, Illinois, and we are under attack. The GIW have cut all outside communication. We are currently hiding in Casper high school, barricading the entrances, but it will not last long.

According to the government, we are not legally sentient or human. The agents outside want to dissect us, citing that we are scum. I don’t want to see my classmates die at the hands of my parents. I don’t want to see my friends and my sister die.

I don’t know if you are there, or if I really don’t have a soulmate, but I don’t want to die (fully) without leaving some sort of note.

My name is Danny. I love you. I’m sorry.

[zoriac]

This was supposed to just be a scribble but it spiralled out of my control 😭

[toffee-biscuits]

everyone who misread renrat's speciality as snuggling say arrr

[nocek]

Miguel is the plan guy in this triad (however useless it is with a chaos incarnate in it) and he'll make sure of it one bad fashion statement at a time.

[yanagiineko]

" ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ… "

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Bots are out on a nice Valentine dinner!

The foods not even out yet and the show is already getting good