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[helloliriels]

CALAISRENO

There once was a blog that accepted,

Anyone here in May who elected,

To give fic a try ...

(Goonies never say die ...)

And nary a WiP file was neglected!

Well done all! @calaisreno @jrow @weeesi @meetinginsamarra @friday411 @bs2sjh @gregorovitch-adler @ghostofnuggetspast @totallysilvergirl @copperplatebeech @lisbeth-kk @thegildedbee @gaylilsherlock @raina-at @strawberrywinter4 @peanitbear @jolieblack @solarmama-plantsareneat @momma2boys @naefelldaurk @dapetty @justanobsessedpan @a-victorian-girl @keirgreeneyes @dragonnan @barachiki @thalialunacy @theofficialinternetloner @actually-a-girls-name @amypihcs @starkraivennemad @rudbeckiasunflower @stephdrawsjohnlock @jrow 👑

[strawberrywinter4]

A Place of Our Own

Fandom: Stucky

Relationship: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

Rated: Explicit

Characters: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton

Tags under the cut.

Tags: Established Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Post- Captain America: Winter Soldier, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Explicit Sexual Content, First Time, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Dirty Talk, Autumn vibes, Moving In Together

Summary:

But this one is just right. After a few weeks, Steve and Bucky decorated the place as their own. Bucky got himself a bookshelf (where he keeps his Lord of the Rings books that he’s secretly obsessed with), and there’s a small room for Steve to keep his painting supplies. Even after all these years, Steve is shy to share his artwork with Bucky, no matter how much the other man voices his curiosity.

Then there is the matter of the bedroom.

Read here!

Part of the Captain America and his Metal Armed Soulmate series <3

[jupiter-and-teardrops]

the hardest lines ALWAYS come from ao3 fanfics and I stand by this

Mostly thanks to @emilyelizabethfowl (their reblog contains many of the fic links!! thank u sm) and a few deep dives into my ao3 history, the sources of the quotes have mostly all been recovered! I apologise for not posting them all with proper credit originally, I truly didn't think the post would blow up so much, but the lesson is very much learned :) enjoy!

- number 1 is from merthur fic called Destiny Ordered You To Die, But I Willed You To Live by ironfamjam

-number 2 is from a klance fic called reach out for you (break these walls) by Paladin-Pile (UserFromPluto)

- number 3 is a batman fic called Home (jason centered) by Daisybirb

- number 4 is a zukka fic by I'm Not Angry Anymore by team_avatars_eyebags

- numbers 5 and 9 are from The Art Of Burning by hella1975, an amazing ongoing atla following zuko

- number 6 is a hualian fic called No paths are bound by cataclysmic_calamity (originally a thread fic but also fully uploaded on ao3)

- number 7 is a merthur fic called tell me every terrible thing you ever did (and let me love you anyway) by Stardustwrites17 (the quote is also originally from a poem apparently)

- number 8 is from a batman fic called Nature and Nurture by lurkinglurkerwholurks

- number 10 is from a steddie fic called let me know (everythings alright) by bexiguess

ALSO there is now a part 2 !! (which I swear is better organized)

[hauntedhopeghost]

Originally posted this on ao3 but I thought it would be fun to post it on tumblr too lol

anyways hello ava/avm tumblr, i don't post a lot but I might try more in the future

[jilychallenge]

hello~ First of all, thank you so much for running this amazing blog, it brings so much joy! Also congrats on getting the blog back and up and running and welcome back!

I had a question, will you be reblogging those fics published during downtime or were you still reblogging them here too during that time and they're all already here? I'm just scared cause I don't want to miss anything and would love to catch up haha

Dear anon,

first of all, thanks for your kind words! We tried our best to reblog any jily challenge fics that were posted during the shadow ban. They should all be on our blog or on @jilychallenge2023 as posts if you look through the posts... But since we couldn't see if someone tagged us we could have missed some. So here's to you all out there, if we forgot to reblog your fic please send us a message or an ask so we can do it. (also if we forgot to do it another time than the last months...) In order not to miss anything we're trying to collect the challenges on ao3 as well as here. Head down to the challenge collection(s) in order to catch up ;-) And dear creators, don't hesitate to put your fics in there (also the ones from last year ;-) whenever you have the time!

[wolfythewitch]

You'd think out of everyone in the odyssey, title character Odysseus would have the most fan ships. But actually it's Telemachus

[infinite-orangepeel]

i don’t want a ‘career’ ! i want to write sexy fanfiction for my internet friends <3

[blenselche]

not enough fan art of phoebes being a street nerd tbh

[starcatchingsnake]

There is no greater feeling than realizing you missed ao3 being down and now you don't have to sit in agony waiting for our brave warriors to fix our beloved site.

I was helping my bestie clean her house today, blissfully unaware of the tears and bloodshed happening on ao3 and hellsite...

What a wonderful day, where I can just read my bedtime stories without any horrible error screens.

[ruenii]

im tired of effortlessly cool Keith. I want him to be such a pathetic guy who cries over the silliest shit and is horrible at rizzing up Lance unless its unintentional.

He would stutter and make himself look like a fool when he PURPOSEFULLY tries to flirt (which Lance would find endearing).

Then he’d just say the most gayest shit ever in the middle of a battle and Lance almost gets shot because of the sheer surprise.

[kuwdora]

A Vidding Primer

A guide written for @wren-of-the-woods who asked for advice about how to start vidding! This is far from comprehensive and I tried not to make it too dense because it's a big subject. I still wanted to share a variety of topics about getting into vidding because it's a hobby and art that is near and dear to my heart.

First Piece of Advice

watch a lot of vids and rewatch vids multiple times. Seek out vids on YouTube, AO3, Watch the TikTok and Twitter/X vids that show up on tumblr or wherever you’re browsing. They all have distinct styles and tools/techniques they use to make their vids and edits. Rewatch the vids and ask yourself what you like or dislike about them. The song, the editing, the source. That can give you a good starting point about how you might want to approach making your own fanvids. The TikTok style of 30 and 40 second edits are very different what you find on YouTube. YouTube editors tend to use a full song and a lot more effects and a lot more overlapping dialogue. Whereas the fanvids - Vids - from people who came into vidding in the mid 2000s/2010s have their own culture, different ways they approach song choice, clip choices and narrative. I also suggest watching vids for shows/films you’re not familiar with as well as your fandom favorites. You can learn a lot about how vidders try to tell a story even when you might not grasp the context behind certain scenes but you can still follow along with the emotional arc of the vid.

Second Piece of Advice

Have fun and enjoy yourself. Everyone starts a new hobby as a newbie. It can be a lot of effort to make 30 seconds or a 3 minute vid, but it’s such a unique type of fanwork that is fun to watch and fun to make. It can also be migraine inducing because of all the learning and technical issues along the way. But!! omg when you make a clip fall on the perfect beat with your blorbo crying that perfect tear or you find an idea and sources for the bestest perfect lyrics of the song, it’s a magnificent high. It can make you feel like a god. At least that’s how I feel a lot of times!

There are about 10 steps* to creating** a fanvid/edit:

• select your platform and software (phone/computer video editors) • gather your video and audio files • create a new project in your video editor • import audio into the editor • import the video into the software and mute audio tracks that contain your video’s audio • review, label and cut up the video into shorter clips - this step is known as ‘clipping’ in vidding parlance, but it’s also optional. Some people pull in movies and scrub through the whole film and just pull it directly onto the timeline • move the various video clips around on the timeline to match the audio track you’ve chosen for your project, add video effects and additional dialogue if you like • export the finished timeline • upload the video to a streaming platform and/or downloadable service • share your project!!! posting to ao3 and/or social media or share on discord, etc * there are a lot more steps involved with each of these steps. What what software to use, where to find video, how to deal with copyright blocks on Youtube, etc. Some of that will be covered in the links below but is not comprehensive. That would require separate posts and links and I don’t want to drop an encyclopedia on you right now! I’m happy to provide more resources that I can curate if you want more direction and pointers to resources and amazing vidders.

** like any hobby, there can and will be a learning curve and frustrations. Blank page for a writer, blank timeline for a vidder. Is anything you put down is any good, self esteem and confusion about what actually makes sense is part and parcel for any creative work. Once you're in the vidding process and committed, as long as you're enjoying yourself you gotta just keep going to get it done.

Getting Started Vidding

My knowledge and background and learning how to vid from people on livejournal and dreamwidth from 2007. I don’t have any experience in editing with a phone but if that’s something you’re interested in, YouTube will be a place for you to start finding tutorials for various apps and tools. Probably discord communities, too. Vidding Workshop - a great how-to/guide when you're starting out. This is on dreamwidth from the WisCon vidparty in 2014. Some of the tech discussions might be a little outdated but there’s a ton of relevant information. It covers technical subjects as well as developing vid ideas and actually getting started. If you have any questions about what you’re reading you can leave an anonymous comment and ask - some of these vidders responding inthe threads are still active. You can find them on AO3/YouTube, tumblr, discord and actually leave them questions about their vids. Many vidders are more than thrilled to talk about their vids and answer questions. Vexcercises - this is a dreamwidth community for short-form vid excercises. This is a very structured way of introducing vid concepts and constraints so that you can produce a vidlet. I highly recommend you check this out and participate! There’s even an AO3 collection so you can check out how people have done the different exercises, too.

The Process of Vidding

Watch Me Edit - @limblogs put together a fantastic playlist of YouTube editors who will show you beginning to end how they made their vid. A lot of these editors appear to be using Sony Vegas but the general process of vidding end-to-end will be similar with other nonlinear editors like DaVinci Resolve, Premiere, etc. It’s a great way to actually see the vid come together if you don’t know what that even looks like. Every vidder will develop their own workflow and approach (which might even change from vid to vid), but it’s useful to see in video how people actually DO the thing. @limblogs also created a handy YouTube playlist some vidders from Bradcpu’s Vidder Profiles (Fanlore page). These profiles are basically like a director’s DVD commentary on their vidding process, featuring the vidders talking over their own vids! So cool. Phenomnal insights from these vidders about how they choose song, use effects, think about their narratives.

Self Rec: I recently did a vidding textpost series called: do it for the process - a naked vid draft: What (Yennefer of Vengerberg). How I Edit by @vimesbootstheory is another textpost about their vidding process. Self rec: Here’s my text interview: Vidder Profile - Kuwdora 2011. I talk about my process with a lot of specific examples from my previous work and lots of screenshots. This profile is over a decade old but a lot of this still holds true for me today! videlicet - this is an incredible vidding zine that @limblogs put togegther with a lot of amazing contributors. These articles and discuss about specific vids and aspects of vidding. It’s really detailed and a fantastic piece of vidding culture. I highly reading recommend the Demystifying Vidding article by lim and the A History of Vidding by @meeedeee and…pretty much every article in the zine!

Doing the vidding!

I recommend joining exchanges and watching vids that come out of exchanges and checking out fannish cons that have vidshows and discords to get more exposure to vidders and vids. Many people have joined @festivids (AO3 collection here) and made their very first vid, it's a very fun and great way to get into vidding. It’s not quite festivids season right now but time flies and it will be time to nominate sources and do sign-ups in the blink of an eye. Follow @festivids and check out the AO3 collection and see what people are making. Join the Vexcercises community and make some short vids and share them on your tumblr or on discord or somewhere and bask in the thrill of making your first fanvids. Check out who reblogged the vidder ask game - go and read other vidders responses and ask some new-to-you vidders questions. Everyone has their own take on process and tech and everything. It's great to hear and see what a lot people are doing and making.

Final Advice - talking about vids and doing the vidding

• watch vids • rewatch vids • leave a comment and ask a question about something you saw in their vid! • Again: find someone’s AO3 page of fanvids and ask them something about their vid in a comment or send them asks on tumblr (people usually have the same alias or link to their tumblr or dreamwidth pages somewhere.) • YouTube can be a valuable resource for tutorials so if you don't know something, there is likely someone who has made a tutorial about how to use a cross dissolve transition or anything else you might want to replicate in a video that you've seen in a vid. • start making a vid, scream and cry, ask for help, and keep going until you get it done. Celebrate and bask in your completed vid and share it with everyone! • Follow vidders on tumblr that you find from the vidder ask game • Check out the vidding discord for community and questions and vid recs and news about vidding exchanges and cons. • Have fun!

Hope this helps you get started! Thank you so much for the ask! Let me know if you have more questions and I can help you out or send you to cool vidders who have great advice and suggestions. And please send me your vid if you make one!

[doesephs]

JUST LET ME READ MY BEDTIME JONMARTIN ANGST HURT NO COMFORT CANON ACCURATE FANFICTION IN PEACE !!!!

[rpgchoices]

Oh noooo this round sees Wyll vs Astarion! Both of these characters are romance options in Baldur's Gate 3, one a vampire, the other a monster hunter --- I think... they should kiss... (i do write a lot of wyllstarion fanfics on my ao3 *cough*).

Two of my absolute favorites and if you know them, you know they would vote for each others.

Proof can be found in this edit I made:

All round three voting polls are here!

[erinwantstowrite]

what would be the reaction of each one of the bats to peter hugging them out of the blue ?

i actually have an entire page in my notebook dedicated to keeping track of this (mostly it was a prompt to get in the writing mood but now it's a reference)

Dick: obviously met with joy and an immediate hug back, they will not be letting go until 30 minutes later. he is crying but trying not to let Peter tell that he is. yes he does this nearly every time

Bruce: i think he would cry. Bruce doesn't cry often (in front of people at least) but if this happened he would get all teary eyed. mostly because he's thinking back to when Dick was that age and he would hug Bruce + he knows it's a big sign of trust if Peter is hugging you. he'd also hug Peter back but it'd take him a second to figure out what's going on

Jason: freezes for long enough that Peter pulls away and says 'sorry.' this happens a few times before Jason is used to it and he hugs Peter back. he also now has to make up for how he reacted before so Peter's the only one allowed to hug him for more than five seconds (I hc that Jay isn't great with physical affection like he was Before but he does like physical affection.)

Tim: he's used to Dick's random hugs so while he wasn't expecting it the first time and he took a second, he gets the hang of this very fast and he hugs Peter back every time

Steph: absolutely overjoyed. she'll be confused but she's the one who hugs him back and swings him around. she will continue to be happy for the rest of the day. she's more used to Peter hugs (1. because of Dick, just like Tim but also 2. because Peter isn't as hesitant around her).

Duke: confusion, awkward hug with a pat on the back the first few times. the more hugs he gets, the more comfortable he is with it. the first hug = "If anything happens to this kid I will end the world as we know it." and by the fourth surprise hug Duke has learned to hug Peter first

Cass: she's not surprised at all. she knew it would be coming and by the time Peter figures out he wants to hug her, she's opened her arms. i think Cass would love gentle hugs for herself, but often knows what type of hugs other people need/like best. like sometimes you just need a hug that crushes you a little bit and other times you just want someone there. Cass has it figured out

Dami: SWEARS that Peter is being so weird and so awful but the longer he's away from the League and the more he hangs out with his family the more he understands that he likes physical affection. He hugs Peter back but it's hesitant the first few times. Later on, though, Dami accepts and gives hugs. and if Dami is sitting on the couch Peter will flop onto the couch with his entire body weight. Dami promises to kill him every time but never goes through with it. they'll chill there for a little bit. classic sibling bothering.

Babs: has been used to hugs from Dick for a while, but she's surprised to realize that Peter trusts her that much. that's also when she realizes how much she cares about him and, like Duke, decides that if anything happened to Peter, she'd make someone rue the day

Alfred: just like with all of his grandchildren, Alfie doesn't initiate the hug first. but they know that if they want a hug, Alfie's there for them.

[pursuitseternal]

#3 from the prompts Tav x spawn Astarion. I could see it playing out different ways. Either Tav says the "I want to please you " to Astarion. Or, specifically at a point where Astarion is reclaiming himself and Tav is feeling a certain way that night. Tav not wanting to make Astarion feel pressured into anything is reluctant. I don't know. They've both been done before though.

“I want to please you…”

Astarion x f!Reader | Smut Ask Prompts

CW: sexual frustration, emotional angst, Astarion’s recovering agency phase, female maturation, voyeurism

It hurts, your heart physically aches. You didn’t know it could do that. Not until Astarion confessed his feelings for you.

True feelings, heartfelt and sincere.

Passionate feelings without a way of expressing them passionately.

And it tears through you, body, heart and soul. You’ve never felt closer to someone.

Or further away.

The ruins outside of Rivington serve as a nice place to make camp for these few days. But since Astarion’s confession, since his new need to reclaim intimacy for his own, you’ve… started making due with your bedroll by the fire once more.

Giving him his tent to himself. Giving him space… privacy… autonomy…

Freedom.

So now, it’s just you, lonely, heart aching you, tending the fire well past midnight. Knees pulled into your chest, you fight the sobs that begin to push on your diaphragm and you hide the tears that sting in the corners of your eyes.

He loves you…

But he doesn’t want you. At least that's what your darkest, most self-loathing thoughts are whispering from the shadows.

You pull your legs in tighter with both arms, squashing your breasts in until they hurt. Maybe if they were bigger, he’d want you… or smaller. Maybe if you were taller… curvier… maybe if you had as much of a knack for seduction as he did…

Now those tears are coming down your cheeks, hot and thick, making your nose run.

A disparaging laugh of self hatred bursts from your snotty throat. Look at you, ugly crying and desperate. Good thing he’s out hunting and can’t see you.

Pathetic. No wonder he doesn’t have desire for you.

You pick up a long stick and stoke the fire, the orange light flaring brightly enough to illuminate the figure opposite you on the other side of the pit.

Astarion.

“What’s wrong, my sweet?” His voice is small, timid. He speaks in gentle tones, as if he isn’t standing there with his bare chest covered in a few remaining smears of whatever animal’s blood was his supper.

“Oh, gods,” you groan, hiding your face into your knees, wishing you had learned the spell for invisibility. Would have been fucking useful right now.

Too late, he’s already come to crouch next to you on your bedroll. His body hums with strength from his feeding as he easily pries your arms off of your legs. “Why are you crying, my darling? Was… was it something I said?”

“N-n-no,” you manage to lie, well… white lie, your voice snuffled with your nose running still. “I’m fine.”

“Ah, the two words that immediately carry a lie,” he purrs, setting down to sit close to you. “What is wrong, my sweet… I’m all… pointy ears, my love,” he grins, attempting to lean into your line of sight.

But you turn even further. Your heart flips into your gut, retreating more and more away from confessing your own truths. “I… I’ll see you in the morning. I just… need sleep.”

Another lie he doesn’t buy. You can feel the tension coiling in those lean muscles of his. Which only makes your body ache more, longing and yearning fanning to life now that he’s so close. You fist your hands into the leather cover of your bedroll to keep yourself from reaching out to touch him.

Icy fingers settle on your fist, and it nearly makes you jump out of your skin, or scream… or jump into his arms. “Darling, I… I know this isn’t easy for you. Taking time to step back from carnal delights, from nights of passion,” you close your eyes as you hear his voice purring over those words. You know he can smell your arousal, he can probably even sense the way your pussy clenches at the memory of just those kinds of nights with him.

“I am thankful,” he continues to whisper, thumb stroking the back of your hand. “I’ve never felt more in command of my own faculties, my own choices… my own body for that matter.”

You give a wet, snot-ridden cough of a laugh. “I’m glad you don’t feel compelled to touch me,” you reply. Oh, that tone is bitter; your words are unfiltered, your voice rife with the days of ache and self-loathing that you’ve hidden fairly well… until now.

“Compelled?” he snips. “Darling, I… I want to touch you, to make love to you… to worship you….”

You stand, awkwardly trying to think of an excuse to get out of this discussion. But his cool, vice-like grip just catches and locks around your wrist. “No, no, my sweet,” he whispers, this time he sounds… pained. “You’re not getting out of this so easily.”

“I’m sorry, Astarion,” you start your apology, turning to see him raised on both knees. His arms pull you in against him, his face burying into your belly. His nose pushes into the soft mound of your stomach.

“Don’t leave… please,” he mutters into the fabric of your shirt, the cloth growing damp with his breath as he just holds you like that, and you can’t resist returning his touch.

First, it’s fingers in his hair, combing and carding through those soft, sweat-damp, silver curls. A brush of your thumb on his cheek, and he looks up at you, crimson eyes wet with unshed tears and wide as if he can’t close them, too afraid you’ll disappear the moment he blinks. His hands skate over you slowly, roaming from your back to your sides… to the loose hem of your tunic.

“How do I feel?” you ask, wanting to hear his words of beautiful praise more than you even crave that touch that unravels your body.

“You feel… like home,” he whispers so quietly, you strain over the crackles of dying fire just to discern his words. “You’re a vision… a vision of love… of belonging and protection. You are the light in my life that keeps the shadows and monsters away, as if I were an elfling all over again, afraid of the dark.” His hands creep that chilling touch to find the skin of your belly, and he presses the hard planes of his torso against your legs. “If I lost you, my light, the shadows would swallow me, I know it.”

You close your eyes, grimacing as if the words he’s whispering aren’t the balm to your self-inflicted wounds, as if his featherlight touch isn't making your cunt ache more and more.

He takes a shaky breath in. “You are as much a part of me as my own flesh and blood…. I… I want to learn more about you… I want to please you…”

Fingers brush the bottom edges of your breasts, thumbs daring to tease the hardening peaks of your nipples. “Astarion…” his name leaves your lips like a prayer. “It’s ok. You don’t have to… I’m nothing special…”

His body goes rigid, his hands freeze as they barely graze your skin. Those crimson eyes burn as they almost glare up at you… “I know I don’t have to,” he finally replies, more confident, less snarky than you thought he could be. “That’s why I want to learn how to please you.”

Pulling you down, he kneels next to you on your bedroll in the dead of night. “Touch yourself,” he dares the words to leave his lips. “Show me how you pleasure yourself so I can learn.”

Your face flames white hot; tears form in your eyes not from self-loathing anymore, but from your body’s visceral reaction to his intense stare. Biting your lip, you slide your shirt up above your navel, and your trousers, you open to shimmy them awkwardly to your ankles.

You couldn’t feel more self-conscious. And then you look at his face. A few streaks of dried animal blood only make him look all the hungrier, the more predatory. And yet, his hands just rest on his knees where he sits on his heels. Those dark, dilated eyes race from your bared legs, to your mound, and then to your face. The right corner of his lip crooks ever so slightly into a smirk as he nods. Your eager student, ready to observe how you like to be pleased… by pleasuring yourself.

You close your eyes, and he grunts, whether in approval or not, you are too afraid to open them back up to find out. So, you start as always.

Your hands brush their way up your thighs, around your lower belly, a few more passes of your warm palms over every inch of skin between your knee and your navel. When you can hear his breathing grow heavy, you reward yourself with your middle finger dipping between your folds to circle straight for your clit. A sweep of your touch, and you draw generous amounts of slick towards it.

The lewd squelch it makes almost makes you open your eyes and stop… almost… until you hear him groan above you.

It’s all the encouragement you need. Eyes shut tight, your fingers, two of them, pump towards your entrance. Faster and faster, you thrust, stopping every now and then to circle your clit on your way. “Fuck,” you curse under your breath when your ears pick up another sound. It’s hands on fabric. Rhythmic… in time with your own tempo of pleasure.

Your hips buck at the sound as it pairs with the image in your mind.

Forcing yourself to open your eyes, you see him, pale hand touching himself through his pants. His tongue peeks from the corner of his lips… just a hint of fang behind as he grins. But he doesn’t notice your gaze, not when his own is locked on your swollen, glistening cunt where your fingers are now rapidly disappearing inside. Over … and over… again.

“Astar…” you breathe, unable to finish his name, your voice rippling with need. Hips bucking, wrist locking up from rapid use, every nerve in your body flares the second that devouring gaze meets yours. A cry swallows the second half of his name from the tip of your tongue as you shatter.

There is nothing but heat in your belly, lightning down your nerves, and arousal gushing from your center as you come at last… At long, long last.

He folds in on himself, his own hand pressing fervently on his erection, hips bucking into his palm. And when he finally lifts his head again, he’s practically drunk with pleasure…. Your name is an incantation of thanksgiving on his lips. “Incredible,” he half-whimpers. “You’re incredible, coming undone like that, just for me.”

“Mmmhmm,” you smile, content and sleepily as you pull your hand from your folds. You reach to fix your pants, but his grip locks on your wrist again.

This time, he pulls it to his mouth. He takes a deep inhale of your scent as if you are the rarest of blossoms, and then… he licks them, suckling gently on them. His tongue dances over your digits, savoring your flavor with every swipe.

“Thank you,” he whispers, pulling your shirt back down as you clumsily slide your trousers back up, “this was… something.”

“Something good?” You try to tease, but the weight of all your carried emotions takes those two words and bogs them down.

“The very best… best I have ever and will ever have,” he smiles tenderly, laying down beside you, snug in your bedroll.