#fav fanfic trope

[lovealwayssay]

I love in fics when Cas is brought back from the empty and Dean knows Cas is in love with him because of Cas' confession but he still thinks he only loves Cas as a friend and then the entire fic is Dean just being embarrassingly in love with Cas and finally realizing that he actually is in love with him.

[zoldsick]

Kings and Jesters

♕ summary: zoro x f!reader - a silly game on the Thousand Sunny causes Zoro to confront his feelings about their newest member. Based on my original bullet point HC here.

♕ tags: fluff, first kiss, sfw

♕ wordcount: ~2.2k

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Zoro was drunk. He needed to think and therefore was on his second bottle of hard liquor. He always did his best thinking when he was drunk, right?

Zoro thought long and hard about you. What was it about you? Why did he keep feeling himself drawn to you? Whatever it was, he was done letting you in so carelessly. He would not let you invade his mind. He had decided whatever he was feeling was most definitely not romantic feelings. He was sure of it. He would make sure of it.

After coming to this decision he continued to sit back on the bird's nest and enjoy his drink, all the while he desperately tried to tune out the charades taking place on the main deck. One voice in particular, he begged to stop hearing.

…

It was a silly drinking game. 

You were the one who introduced this game to the Strawhat crew, and everyone was having a blast. The game involved drinking, stupid challenges, and inconsequential punishments. Everything a silly party game needs. 

After you introduced the game to the Strawhat crew, they picked it up in stride. The game was called “King” and it involved competing in a handful of goofy challenges in which the winner of each round was crowned the King and the rest of the losers had to drink. The King was then allowed to penalize one of the losers by implementing a punishment- which was usually making them complete some sort of dare. Additionally, to add incentive, Nami decided she would be collecting a “Cowards Fee” on anyone who didn’t want to complete their dare. Suffice to say, everyone was going through with them. 

In other words, it was a fast, fun way to get wasted. 

The Sunny was sailing into an autumn climate and the air was chilly. You were grateful for the fireplace Franky had built as you felt the gentle breeze glide along your back. You smiled as you watched Sanji bring out a tray of marshmallows towards Chopper, who perked up at the idea of sweets. The moon was nearly full and everyone had finally settled around the fireplace living off of the alcoholic buzz and comradery that the game created. Well, almost everyone. 

Sanji cried out in anguish as the whole crew choked on their laughter. Franky was the previous winner and had declared that Sanji would be punished by eating a bite of a dangerously spicy pepper he had picked up on a previous island. It was not a pretty sight.

They had all come up with pretty good punishments this round. Usopp was forced to hold a spider that Robin found under the deck, Luffy was punished by Usopp, who dared him to jump into the ocean—given that Usopp would rescue him shortly after— and sweet Chopper made Robin give him a head massage behind his ears. Of course, Robin didn’t think this was much of a punishment, and happily scratched Chopper's head. 

“I WIN!” Nami shouted, jumping up and looking devilishly at the crew. Who knew Nami would be so good at card games?

Nami peered around at the crew grinning as she thought about what punishment would bring the most entertainment. 

“Pick me Nami ~” Sanji said, earning an eye roll from the orange haired girl. “Punish me please ~” She ignored his begging, but this did give her an idea. She suddenly turned towards you. You flinched under her mischievous gaze. You had been spared all night and now had a bad feeling it was about to become your turn. Just as predicted, her finger shot out and pointed straight at you. 

“Y/N. Don’t get cocky because you’re new on this ship. Stand up!” 

You got up from your seated position chuckling nervously at Nami’s antics. You doubted she would give you something too terrible, she’s been very protective of you since you boarded the Sunny. The Strawhats all cheered as you walked over to Nami, hooting and hollering for a good punishment. 

Nami slapped her hand across your shoulders, “Alright, Y/N. As a guest on this ship you must show your gratitude to the crew! I demand you give one of our crewmates a kiss! I’ll even be nice and let you choose who, though I think the answer is easy enough.” Nami said, batting her eyelashes at you. 

Your eyes widened, mouth agape, you couldn’t find the words to respond. You could feel your ears turn red as the whole crew exploded in excitement. Sanji went comatose. 

“Nami… I don’t know about this.” You complained, “I don't know if I’m comfortable with a …kiss.” 

“What’s wrong? Too many good options?” Shouted out Franky, “Choose me! I’ll definitely make it SUPER!” 

“It’s just a small kiss. No need to read into it,” said Robin. 

Sanji, staggered to his feet, “Y/N, I would be honored if you chose me as a representative of this ship, to bestow a k-k-kis-” he stopped to cover his nose as a jet of blood shot from it and he collapsed back again. 

Luffy protested, “But I’m the Captain! I’m the representative of the ship!” 

“Luffy, do you really want Y/N to kiss you?” questioned Usopp. 

“What? No. I’m just sayin’ I’m the Captain!” 

“SO! Y/N, who is it going to be?” Nami interrupted, stopping the crew from getting too off-topic. 

“Guys, I really don’t know about this. It’s not really something I’m, particularly… experienced in.” You beg your face to stop changing colors but feel your cheeks betraying you. 

“What do you mean?” Robin pressed, “Have you ever kissed anyone?” 

You desperately try to avoid eye contact. “Uh…” 

The deck of the Sunny suddenly went silent and you felt your embarrassment deepen even more. Suddenly everyone exploded in astonishment and reinvigorated competition. 

“Oh. My. God.” Nami couldn’t believe it, “This changes everything. ALRIGHT EVERYONE! This is now a competition to see who deserves to receive Y/N’s first kiss!” 

…

 Zoro’s drunken brooding was interrupted by shouts and arguing. He shifted from where he sat, the shouts weren’t in fear or danger, but emotions were definitely high. Luffy’s laugh pierced through the yells. What the hell are those idiots doing?

Zoro stood up and stumbled a little, suddenly feeling the liquor working through his veins. Zoro descended the birdnest’s ladder and staggered towards the main deck. As he turned the corner an odd scene appeared before him. Zoro couldn’t quite make out what the argument was about, but he heard everyone shouting over each other.

“I’m the one who initiated the dare in the first place! So I’m the obvious choice here! It’s only fair!” screamed Nami, pulling hard on Usopp’s ear who yelped out in pain. 

“Oh yeah?” Usopp winced, “Well I was the best kisser in all of Syrup Village! It should be me!” 

“That’s nice, but if we are basing this on experience, the older members should be at the top of the list. Right, Franky?” Robin asserted.

“RRRRRRRRRIGHT AS ALWAYS, ROBIN!” Franky posed showing off his muscles, “Y/N! Robin and I are obviously the best choices!” 

Sanji was incoherent, struggling to stop his still bleeding nose. All that could be heard was a pathetic beg, “Please… Please… Y/N’s first… Please…” 

Luffy and Chopper sat back laughing at the whole crew, uninterested in the prize and stuffing their cheeks with marshmallows. 

“What the hell is goin’ on here?” Zoro said gruffly.

You jumped slightly. You were so focused on the chaos that was taking place in front of you that you didn’t notice Zoro walking up. 

“Oh, Zoro. Uh… We were playing a game and…” You struggled to get the words out. 

Zoro waited, watching you squirm with cheeks flushed. This is unfair. 

You launched into a story, something about a game and a punishment, but Zoro wasn’t following. He was just staring, watching the way your lips formed each word. One might say he was distracted. Thankfully, he tuned back in to hear the conclusion. 

“- and so now everyone is arguing about who’s going to get my… first kiss. I guess. It’s all so dumb, I just want this to be over with.” you said burying your face in your hands as you heard Nami smack Sanji’s head back down after he had finally gotten back up.

“They’re what?” Zoro finally comprehended the implications of this punishment. Y/N’s first kiss…

“I know, I don’t know how to get out of this. Nami will probably bleed my pockets dry if I bail out. Probably best to just choose someone and get it over with.” You peeked out of your hands up at him. You were getting redder by the second. 

Zoro looked at the brawling party and then back to you. His chest hurt. 

“First kiss, how stupid.” he mumbled.

“I know! That’s what I’m trying to tell everyo--” 

There was a crash and suddenly Zoro’s hands were gripping your face, and before you could process it, his lips were crashing into yours. 

It was nothing like you imagined your first kiss would go. It was clumsy and he tasted like liquor. One of his hands gripped your jaw and the other tangled in your hair. You could barely keep up with his pace. One of your hands gripped his shirt and the other gripped his arm to ground yourself. His tongue was gliding over yours forcefully, you squeeked at the unfamiliar sensation, which only seemed to encourage Zoro. 

It only lasted around 10 seconds, but when Zoro finally broke the kiss you couldn’t move. Your whole body felt like jelly. His face hovered close to yours, eyes barely open, as if he couldn’t decide whether or not to continue. He suddenly took a long step back, clearing his throat and touching his mouth with his fingers.

All members of the Strawhat crew were staring, mouths wide open. Zoro’s bottle of liquor was still spilling out from where he dropped it. 

There was a beat, then the crew fell into disarray.   

Zoro ignored the ruckus happening next to him and struggled to look down at you. He shouldn’t have done that. He finally mustered up the courage to look at you and noticed you were an alarming shade of red. If steam started coming out of your ears he wouldn’t be surprised. Your mouth hung slightly open, lips slightly swollen from his rough kiss, he could tell you were struggling to register what had just happened. He froze as you looked up at him. 

It was like he got punched in the gut. You were incredibly flustered, your eyes slightly watery, and your hair disheveled. His breath hitched. God, what did I just do? 

He quickly looked away, struggling to maintain his composure. Trying to look anywhere besides you. Seeing you this flustered after a simple kiss was not going to help his current crisis. Suddenly a sob broke through the noise and Zoro turned to see who it was coming from. 

Sanji was on the floor crying, looking straight at Zoro, “How… HOW COULD YOU! YOU BEAST!” 

He jumped up, joined by all the other competitors for your first kiss. Chopper knocked down Zoro’s legs and he fell onto his stomach, Usopp jumped on his back and grabbed his hair, yanking it back and yelling back, “How was that fair, you jerk!” 

Sanji took advantage of the fallen Zoro and got a few weak kicks in, still wiping the tears from his eyes. He can’t even speak, he’s too furious, seeing Zoro kiss a woman was the nail on his mental coffin. Luffy can’t stop laughing. 

“They’re RIGHT Zo-Bro,” Franky says, twisting his arm to engage his weapons-left, “I never heard the lady give her permission.” 

“Hey! Argh! Stop it! What’s the big deal? It’s just a first kiss! I’ve never done that before either, it’s nothing!” 

There was a second pause while everyone took in this new information. Robin, unaware she was  about to rub salt in wounds, spoke up, "So, you’re each other's first kiss?" 

Zoro struggled against his crew and managed to look at you. The second you make eye contact neither of you could hold back the blush that made its way across your cheeks and up to your ears. 

The crew bursts into hysterics once again. 

Unable to withstand the attention and incapable of processing everything that just happened, you turned around and ran off into the women’s bunks. Gotta cool my head, gotta cool my head, gotta cool my head— What was that?! 

The crew watched as you retreated, then got in a few more blows to berate and beat Zoro. After a while everyone felt satisfied that Zoro had been appropriately punished, and left him alone. But Zoro didn’t move, he stayed facedown on the lawn of the Sunny, defeated. He was in time out, trying to think about his actions. 

He heard Usopp goofing around with Luffy and Chopper, bragging about how he alone managed to defeat the feared pirate hunter Zoro. Sanji had also dragged himself away sniffling, leaving to make the crew some hot cocoa before bed per Chopper’s request. Finally the deck was silent once again.

Zoro finally sat up, looking down at his own hands, “She didn’t need to run off like that, it’s not a big deal.” He spoke out loud, still trying to convince his crew, but mostly himself. 

Just then, Robin sprouted a hand from his back and slapped him on top of the head. 

He looked up at Robin in disbelief, “Not your best move, Swordsman,” she said from a distance and walked away. 

It’s possible that Zoro does not do his best thinking when he is drunk. 

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author's notes: hope that was a little more fun than the original bullet points. this was originally in a much longer slow-burn story that I decided to ditch, so it's been written for awhile. I might just post the fun parts of that story and edit them to make sense as a one-shot. As always thanks to @nanpecan for editing, go read her nanami fic, it rulez

[scealaiscoite]

forced proximity prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— “is now a bad time to tell you i’m claustrophobic?”

— “i never noticed your [insert feature/trait] before. it’s cute.”

— “this might be a bad time to mention it, but i really like your cologne/perfume.”

— “god, here- just hold my hand.”

— “what if y- “¹ “if you seriously propose that i sit on your lap, i will kill you.”²

— “i’m scared.”¹ “i know. but i need you to stay calm, okay? breathe with me.”²

— “i won’t let anything happen to you, i swear.”

— “not that i’m not enjoying this, but could you move your hands?”

— “we never speak of this again, do you hear?”

— “never figured you for this much of a cuddler.”

— “i know you don’t like being touched, but there’s not that can be done about that now.”

— “your eyes are really pretty up close.”

— “you’re not okay, you’re shaking. what can i do? please, just let me help you.”

— “i never noticed how good of a hugger you are before.”

— “your heart’s beating really fast, i can hear it.”

[just-french-me-up]

Listen, I only have two distinct fanfiction moods:

slow burn that rips me apart and pulls me back together at the slightest fleeting glance, hard earned first touches and rewarding first kisses that leave me trembling and flustered

if those mofos arent fucking within the first hundred words i'm leaving

[themisterhip]

Bro

Genos being the heart of the group. I just keep picturing him, is really cold outside, and in a big blanket with everyone (tatsumaki, fubuki and king, not just saitama) getting in since he is keeping it warm with his core

Yes, he is jealous and overprotective over Saitama; but that doesn't take away the fact that he is a good person that wants to protect others first

[sukunasbow]

avoiding reality, daryl dixon.

summary: in which you avoid your boyfriend when you find out you’re pregnant, unsure of what to do with a baby in the middle of the apocalypse!

warnings: pregnant!reader, fem!reader, and not yet proof read because it’s late atm sorry!

notes: once again i wanna give fair warning that i am not the best at the pregnancy or children trope so please be patient!

Two days ago, you went on a run with your boyfriend to get food supplies from a rundown store, secretly stealing a cheap box of tests after you noticed you were late on your period. You’ve been good at keeping track of it so far, so you knew something was off. Your suspicions were obviously right, as you took the test later that night and it came back positive. Unsure of what to do and how Daryl would react, you chose the path of avoiding him, skipping out on the last few supply runs, as well as even keeping more distance between you and the man. He’s obviously taken notice to it, trying to start conversation with you and asking around if anyone knows what’s up with you. You couldn’t tell him, you were scared.

Now, you’re sitting up in the guard tower, staring out into the distance, ignoring the sound of Judith’s cries from inside the prison. It’s just another reminder of your predicament, causing you to close your eyes, your stomach squirming nervously.

“Ay!” The voice causes you to open your eyes, scaring you senseless. It’s Daryl. You shuffle closer to the fencing on the platform of the tower, looking down to see Glenn and your boyfriend standing together, weapons in hand. “We’re going on a run, come with us!” Daryl calls out again, moving his hand to shield his face from the sun and get a better look at you, hoping you’ll finally join him and get out of the prison for a bit.

“I’m gonna stay here and keep watch.” You yell back, instantly feeling bad when you notice his expression fall, clearly feeling upset.

“Maggie can take over.” Glenn adds. You let out an annoyed sigh. Obviously Glenn doesn’t know why you’re skipping the runs, but seriously, you wish he had stayed quiet. “Ya!” Daryl nods, confirming that Glenn’s wife would be willing to take over for the day.

“I don’t really feel like going.” You stay firm on your decision, despite the weird looks between Glenn and your boyfriend.

“Hold up.” Daryl says to Glenn, putting down his crossbow and walking towards the tower, opening the door and making his way up the stairs to talk to you.

Your eyes widen when he opens the second door, making his way out onto the balcony you’re sitting on. “Daryl, it’s fine, I’m just tired.” You insist. “Ya, bullshit, girl. I know ya, ya never miss runs, something’s up.” He scoffs, his southern tone harsh. He sits down next to you, waiting for your explanation. “I’m not lying.” You whisper. “Did I do something?” He questions you. “Daryl, I already told you, nothing’s wrong.” You shake your head. The stubborn man starts ranting about how he knows you, again. You let out a sigh, before opening your mouth.

“You really wanna know why I’m skipping all the runs and avoiding you?!” You huff, interrupting him, deciding you’ve had enough.

Your boyfriend nods.

“I’m pregnant, okay?!” You snap. Obviously, you were loud, as you hear Glenn audibly gasp, then the sound of gravel getting kicked around as he walks away and decides to wait in the truck.

You turn your attention back to Daryl, biting your lip, anxiously waiting for a response. His eyes are slightly wide, but the rest of his face remains serious.

Suddenly, he reaches his arms out and holds your hands. “Your really pregnant? You took a test?” He smiles. The smile is instantly relieving, causing you to nod, a small smile appearing on your face as well. “We’re gonna be good parents, hm?” Daryl pulls you in for a hug. “You’re going to be the best dad.” You reassure him. “And you’ll be a great mom, ya know that?” He pulls away from the hug and looks into your eyes. You hold back your tears, nodding repeatedly, letting yourself and him that it’s going to be alright.

Moments later, when reality sets in for the two of you, Glenn breaks the silence. “Should I ask Maggie to go on the run?!” He yells. “It’s fine, I’ll go now!” You reply. Daryl shakes his head, “Wait, you should stop going on runs now.” He says. “I can go on runs for a bit longer, besides, I wanna get out of here, I’ve been skipping runs for way too long.” You roll your eyes. “Okay, but I’m still coming with you.” Your boyfriend stands up, offering you a hand to help you up.

[purplepixel]

Hi I saw in your pinned post that you've read over 1,000 TMNT fics. Do you have a few really good ones you would recommend?

(don't feel any pressure to respond if you don't want to)

Oh boy this is...quite an ask. Especially bc fanfic recs are so personal? What I think is a good fic will be vastly different from other people. I have a really high angst tolerance, so please double check tags with these. Also keep in mind that I mainly read donnie-centric fics.

Here are my personal favorites! My hand slipped and I have more than just a few to recommend...what can I say there are so many good fics.

CRACK BUT READS LIKE CANON

Back To School by Em_H | 10,965 [FINISHED]

Donnie enrolls in April’s school and tries to juggle his packed schedule. A shrek play is included. Do I need to say more?

☆ In Volvunt: a RotTMNT Fanfiction ☆ by kittylittersmoothie | 27,082 [FINISHED]

In which the rest of the bros continuously try and fail to rick roll donnie. A war is started, alliances are made, betrayals occur, this is a hilarious feel good fic. It’s very in line with the show tonal wise and the dialogue is very rise

Mikey's Jam-Packed, Guaranteed to Get Donnie's Memory Back, Friendship Tour! By Eyse | 92,972 [ON-GOING]

Donnie wakes up with no memory of anyone including himself. Que his brothers trying to find ways to get his memory back. Has some of the most wacky adventures and scenarios I’ve ever encountered in a rise fic. Feels like you’re reading the actual show

YOU WILL BE EMOTIONALLY DESTROYED

Quiet Your Mind by daedelweiss | 18,081 [FINISHED]

Fusion Au with the disaster twins set in the bad future timeline. I don’t cry. This one made me cry. Bittersweet ending.

Telepathy (of a Twin Variety) by vosian_nightmare | 24,423 [FINISHED] 

My personal favorite twin telepathy fic. Character study on the disaster twins.

Something Borrowed, Something Blue by Cass_Phoenix | 31,963 [FINISHED]

A Donnie from an alternate reality kidnaps Leo. Or is he bringing him home? This one will fuck with your mind. One of my bookmark notes is “Reality existentialism” 

Firefight by remrose | 94,480 [ON-GOING]

What if donnie gets trapped in the prison dimension with leo? I’m usually not a fan of changing plot points in the rise movie or suicidal leo, but this fic is the exception. It is VERY well written and has some of the best exchanges between the disaster twins. You WILL be scared for the characters and your heart WILL be crushed. Proud to say I was here for this fic since chapter 1 bc that NEVER happens with me

THE CROSSOVERS

Familiar Places, Foreign Faces by Petra4President | 36,434 [ON-GOING]

Rise/2012 Crossover Fic. The Rise Donnie & 2012 Raph fic I didn’t ask for (I read this before watching 2012) but didn’t realize I NEEDED. Donnie gets sent to the 2012 universe and must find a way home. 

A Tale of Spirits by unorthodoxx | 168,344 [ON-GOING]

Rise/Avatar the Last Airbender AU. This one is pretty popular so I won't say anything else except its really good.

I WOULD BOOK BIND THESE

All I have to say about these fics is that they’re REALLY good and BOOK WORTHY

Monsters Among Us by DanzinoraSwitch | 86,136 [FINISHED]

Violet Hues and Holy Blue by SibillaScribbles08 | 115,752 [FINISHED]

I May Be Invisible, but I Still Look Good by Dandy | 124,862 [FINISHED]

MY PERSONAL COMFORT FICS

Things will never be the same (but that's okay) by Petra4President | 14,493 [FINISHED]

Post movie aftermath fic that focuses on the changes created by the events of the movie. Idk what specifically has me rereading this occasionally, but its really well written and a little different than most aftermath fics I've read.

Corrupted Upgrade by Dandy | 25,898 [FINISHED]

Donnie Villain AU with a twist. He really gives off megamind vibes. DO NOT BE FOOLED. THERE’S A REASON EVERYONE IS OUT OF CHARACTER IN THE BEGINNING. I almost slept on this fic and it became one of my favorites. It’s the type of fic that I can read over and over and over.

Turning Purple by Lizardstuff | 48,123 [ON-GOING]

Donnie slowly gets more and more sick post rise movie and the rest of the characters must find out what’s wrong and find a cure. THIS ONE’S FOR YOU, MEDICAL NERDS. Author has done research and any inaccuracies have gone over this EMT’s head. I reread this one every chapter update and every time I’m haunted by “the blueberry french toast paragraph” No I will not explain further, go read it.

MY TOP FIC RECOMMENDATION

Spider's Web with Strings Attached by CurlySwirly | 125,661 [ON-GOING]

Donnie and Leo get kidnapped and are forced to fight in the battle nexus. This is my pick for the most well written fanfic and most in canon characterization with ALL the characters. You will HEAR the characters not just through the dialogue but also through the writing itself. As the reader, you will be beaten down and have your heart crushed mercilessly which makes the pay off the most rewarding, satisfying experience that I've personally ever felt with a fanfic. This fic lives in my head rent free and I think about it at least once a day. It is my all time favorite rise fic and I highly recommend it.

[yanhoe]

I don’t think you understand how diabolically down bad I am for Julius.

I’m making him my famous cookies and be all “Juli~ I made cookies~”

But in all seriousness one of my fav tropes of all types is a cruel ruler but is the sweetest to his darling. Love to see it!

Julius will absolutely accept your cookies, in fact, he will want you to hand feed it to him yourself. Any kind of affection, whether it’s acts of service or physical makes him a very happy king—and if you can keep him happy, then maybe there will be less deaths that day. He will not make promises though, he can’t keep them…

“That idiot was practically eye fucking you right before me. Of course, I had to put his head up on a spike to set an example. You. Are. Mine.”

[0dde11eth]

Another trope i love:

After jaskier confesses his love for geralt, geralt confirms he feels the same way.

But then he starts listing off all the ways that he doesn't deserve jaskier, and how jaskier deserves a better partner and a better life.

Then it becomes a change of roles where Jaskier is the one to tell geralt to shut up.

(And then they kiss)

[hoperays-song]

I love that found family might not be related by blood but protect and trust each other unconditionally, because then they show that love is unconditional. And they teach each other that. They teach each other trust and love and family. 

No matter all the hurt they put each other through, they chose to work through it and to love each other because for the first time there is a family to fight for. A family who accepts them.

[crimmsonflower]

shoutout to the writer of my favourite lawlight fic to ever exist

killing my self because I forgot to save it and they deleted the fic

[feyhunter78]

GOD I saw you writing on the rings of power and I thought I might make a request. Can you do something with Elrond/reader where they somehow end up together in Khazad-dûm and Disa and Durin are first like this: 🤨😮

And then they try with all their might to bring these idiots together, because their love for each other is obvious to everyone except themselves. (Sorry if this is stupid damn)

This request was not stupid at all!!! It was so cute, and I love writing Disa as a matchmaker, plus It allowed me to use one of my fav tropes! The "there's only one bed" trope, and that is always a win for me!!!! I hope you enjoy!!!

Durin and Disa: Matchmakers Extraordinaire

You were excited to join Elrond on his visit to Khazad-dûm. He had spent hours upon hours telling you of its beauty, and of the kindness of Durin and his family. Truly, you were excited to spend time with Elrond away from the suitors that clamored after you.

So many elflords were vying for your hand, but for a reason you could not seem to understand, none of them felt right to you. They were either too brash, or too shy, too extraverted, or too introverted, too messy, or too neat. Little things continued to trip you up, and you desired to spend time alone with Elrond in order to clear your mind.

“This is the home of Prince Durin, one of my dearest friends.” Elrond said, and he knocked on the door.

It swung open, and two dwarf children darted past you, both causing you to stumble back in surprise. Elrond’s quick reflexes caught you.

You started up at him, embarrassed that your own reflexes hadn’t prevented you from being startled.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

You nodded. “Merely embarrassed, but unharmed nonetheless.”

He righted you, his hands still on your waist.

A sharp cough came from the doorway and you both jolted apart.

“Durin, Disa, how wonderful to see you both again.”

“Three visits in a year? You must feel real guilty, elf.” Durin said, his face serious for a moment before it cracked into a smile, and he wrapped his arms around Elrond picking him up in a hug.

Elrond laughed and, you did as well, once he was set down and you both were ushered into the dwarf prince’s home.

“So, y/n, how long have you known our Elrond?” Disa asked, setting a steaming bowl of stew before you.

“It feels to be eons, but truly we made each other’s acquaintance semi-recently.” You told her, inhaling the delicious smell of her cooking.

“Y/N is an archivist from Eregion, Celebrimbor recommended her for the position in Lindon. She is highly skilled and a lovely traveling companion.” Elrond said, giving you a smile.

You ducked your head. “Elrond is being a flatter as usual; our journey was only so entertaining because he tells such wondrous tales, he really is a magnificent orator.”

Durin shot Elrond a look, who only furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“And you are not married?” Durin asked abruptly, making Disa smack his arm.

You laughed, “no, I am not. My father has been encouraging me to find someone, but…” You trailed off for a moment, eyes meeting Elrond’s before they flickered away. “I cannot seem to find the right match.”

“That is a shame.” Disa said, ladling more stew into your nearly empty bowl.

“Thank you—I am not too concerned, I love my work, and I have friends to keep me company.”

“Like Elrond.” Durin said.

“Yes, he has, in a short time, become a dear friend of mine.” You smiled at the elf, and he returned it, a fondness in his oakwood eyes that made you feel pleasantly warm.

“And you Elrond, still no wedding you wish to invite us to?” Disa asked, a teasing smile on her face.

He shook his head, eyes flickering to you for a moment before returning to Disa. “No, I like y/n, am content with my work and friendships.”

Durin mumbled something under his breath, and Disa giggled.

Elrond raised an eyebrow, and you looked at him in confusion.

“So, will you both be staying the night?” Disa asked, as she began to clear the table.

“If it is no bother?” Elrond directed the question towards Disa which made Durin grumble.

You stood as well and began to help Disa.

“No, not at all, though the children have their own rooms now, so we only have the one guest room.”

You froze and Disa took the bowls from you, unfazed.

“Of course, I can find other accom—”

“You will stay in my house, I will not have others think I throw my guests to the elements.” Durin said firmly.

You snapped back into action and smiled at him. “That is very kind, Prince Durin, thank you.”

You and Elrond stood in the guest room, staring at the bed.

“Well, it is large enough for two.” You said, slowly setting your pack on the floor.

“I would not put your honor at risk in such a way.” Elrond protested, already rummaging in his pack for his bedroll.

“We are in the home of your dearest friend, and unless you plan to ravish me, I believe my honor will remain intact.” Your cheeks heated at your words, and you distracted yourself with smoothing down the large blanket.

You could hear the embarrassment in his voice. “I would never—I only meant to—”

You giggled and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Elrond, I jest, we will put a pillow between us if it will make you more comfortable.”

You slid into the bed and Elrond extinguished the lamps, before doing the same.

You put a pillow between you, and promptly drifted off to sleep.

When you awoke, there was a weight on your back, and a hard chest beneath your head. You opened your eyes to find Elrond’s sleeping face. A few more moments were all it took to figure out what had happened. Sometime in the night, either you or Elrond had moved towards the other, and you ended up like this. Your head on his chest, legs tangled together, his arm slung across your lower back.

You buried your face in his nightshirt, breathing in the scent of parchment and pine. “I would not be upset to awaken in your arms each morning.” You whispered, glad he was asleep and could not hear your words.

 You had never given much thought to a romantic life with Elrond. Since you met him, you had forgotten what it was like to ever be without him. Now? The idea of marrying someone else and being separated from him, made you feel cold, he was your sun, your warmth. And the idea of him marrying another sent a vile coil of jealousy through you.

Gathering up your courage, you rose up slightly and brushed your lips against his. “I think I may be in love with you.” You whispered once more, admiring his calm features.

As you stared at him, his eyes opened and a smile spread on his face. “I am in love with you.” He said, hand cupping the back of your neck and gently pushing you back down to meet his lips.

You climbed further atop him, cupping his face as he sat up, arms around you and in your hair, as his lips meshed with yours. Warm tingles settled in your skin and heat rushed to your core as Elrond’s lips parted, and his tongue nudged yours apart.

You let out a small whimper as his tongue explored you, the taste of honey and blackberries burst on your tongue, and your chest brushed his as he pulled you ever closer.

A loud cough caused you both to jolt apart, and you wanted to bury yourself under the blanket when you saw Durin and Disa standing in the doorway, wide smiles on their faces.

“I knew it.” Durin said, clapping his hands together in satisfaction.

“Yes, but you still owe me. Y/N seems to be the initiator.” Disa said smugly, holding her hand out.

Durin grumbled, and dropped a few coins into her hand.

“Breakfast will be in a few minutes.” Disa said, smiling, before she and Durin left, shutting the door behind them.

Part 2 here!!!!

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"I don't know what happened to her, Detective," Mr. O'hara wiped under his eye, the dark fur of his robe ruffling with his every move. "We went to bed, and the next thing I know, my wife is dead!" He threw his arms up, the sleeves rolling down and revealing his sculpted forearms. Nearly knocking over his glass of red wine on the night stand.

You nodded slowly, taking notes. Mr. O'hara laid out on a deep green and gold chaise lounger, dabbing at his eyes periodically with a white handkerchief. Light whimpers of sorrow falling past his full lips, gently bruising with how he bit the lower one to stop from weeping. The sofa beneath his defined body was complimenting his fur robe and tan skin. He wore no sleep shirt beneath the black furs, and as it slipped further down his shoulders, you were given a delicious glance at his strong chest, curls of whispy hairs decorating it.

Despite his sadness, you couldn't deny, the man was gorgeous.

But this was no time! His wife had been murdered! Leaving him and his daughter - and their many bulters - to scramble together in hopes of finding the killer.

You were trusted to help them, top detective in all of Nueva York. But you weren't sure how well you could focus when there was such a man before you. His furs rippling as he sat up, the robe falling further down. The tie was loosening.

His large and wet brown eyes looked up as he made himself small. Shoulders lowered as his hands moved to toy with the end of the sash, twirling the silk fabric around his thick fingers. Face stained with tears, lips pressed into a pout, he batted his wet lashes so prettily. His voice low and sultry, luring you in like a sailor to a siren song.

"Won't you help me, Detective?"

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does everybody remember where they were for the dabihawks divorce? bc i do and let me tell you, what an insane fucking day. the amt of "here how dabihawks can still be fixed" fanart/fanfics/twt threads i saw....

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big reputation - halstarion fic + moodboard lmao

"Remember, I’m your friend, here…” Astarion muttered, leaning in to begin picking the neck chain’s mechanism. Astarion’s throat ran dry. His breathing was shaky. He miserably hoped the bear didn’t notice. The clasp came undone in Astarion's hands, the chain then falling to the floor with a clank. An orange burst of light appeared before them, bringing a sense of relief to the party. This was him then. Halsin. A silhouette of a large man appeared in the light, truly confirming it, and as the light faded, Astarion let out a surprised scream as the massive elf suddenly dived forward and tackled him. ~ (Or, Halsin and Astarion reunite, after curious and bitter circumstances a century ago. Give or take.)

4.7k words. Enemies to friends to lovers. Slow burn. Mild canon divergence. Alternate first meetings. Angsty. The one where I write so many words of them trying to kill each other and then chilling out.

[Installment 3 in my Bloodbear saga (: Each chapter is its own separate character study for the dear and awful vampire, but it definitely holds more weight altogether.

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Hanahaki Disease is forever my fav trope bc 90% of the time it's so heartbreaking? You either die because someone won't love you back or you have to have surgery to get over it. I've always liked the idea that ur memories of them are gone if you go through with the surgery tho