#fic: tremble

[hedwig221b]

several sentence sunday monday

Thanks for the tag, @endwersed!💗 I'm shaking with the need to share this wip that I've been writing for @hotgirlstiles and as it won't see the light until I finish it, I thought I'd treat all of you lovely kittens with this piece

Carefully, he inspected Stiles’ face since the omega refused to meet his eyes. “Do you want a second date?”

Stiles was silent for as long as he could afford, and then murmured a quiet and guilty, “No.”

Sharp satisfaction splashed upon Derek’s insides like burning acid.

“Want me to reject him for you?” he asked with his head inclined.

Stiles stiffened with one steak lifted above the plate. He turned his big eyes at Derek.

“You’ll do that?” he asked in awe-filled disbelief.

Derek clenched his teeth so as not to blurt out all the things he was ready to do just for that gaze alone.

“Yes,” he said simply.

Stiles bloomed with a breathtaking smile. For the first time that day, it was completely genuine, fresh like the first rays of sunshine on the morning dew. His eyes shined and his cheeks went pink with pleasure.

Derek couldn’t look away, even if he wanted to.

“Thank you,” said Stiles with a true shyness this time trembling in his voice.

Unable to speak, the wolf nodded.

He wanted to run again. Not away, but just run to expel the energy, the rage, and elation that built in him from being near Stiles. All his senses were on edge, strung tight like a cord, ready to snap and take.

How much would Stiles fear him were he to know how close Derek was to wolfing out? Would he run? Would he scream when Derek inevitably chased?

The tips of Derek’s fingers shook with restraint. He clenched them into fists.

He didn’t talk much after that, closer to his wolf than usual. He couldn’t tear his gaze — most certainly intense and uncomfortable — from the now relaxed omega. Derek waited until Stiles took the first bite before taking his own — something that was easily missed by the omega who hardly knew any of the werewolf traditions and what it meant when the alpha steps aside and let you lead.

Stiles crawled under his skin where the fur lay hidden, waiting for a chance to burst and growl. He went further, through Derek’s muscles and his veins — his very flesh — to settle there as if he owned the place.

Derek tasted the food that the omega made for him — god if only he knew — and hungered for the taste of the future with him.

He wasn’t alone in that hunger, though. Oh, no. Those filthy vermin wanted Stiles, too. In fact, one of them sat not even an hour ago across from Stiles, just like Derek did now, and fantasized about the same things.

Yet, Stiles came back to him. He came back because he knew Derek could provide for him just like he wanted. Stiles came back and asked the wolf to get rid of his rival.

If only Stiles knew.

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[existentialcrisis-9-5]

A Lucky Charm

Sailors tend to be superstitious, and sailors of the stars are no different. It’s tradition to bring a good luck charm with them when they go on a long voyage for safety. 

Unfortunately, that means me.

And I think my luck ran out.

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The first chapter to my fic is now out!! Enjoy!

[unicornpopcorn14]

One of the best teen!skk fic I've read is of both of them getting their wisdom tooth removed and I can't help but giggle every time I rmr it-

[sad-leon]

Tremble, Little Lion Man

Hey uhhh I realized I forgor to post this here lmao

the fic i wrote, filling @boxfullaturtles's prompt for @tmnt-write-fight :D

Prompts used: - One of the turtles gets sold like a curio at an auction house. Who bought them and for what nefarious purpose? To be a pet? To live in a zoo? To be a guard? A hitman? For entertainment? Endless possibilities - Agent Bishop has gotten his hands on one or all of the turtles, only now he's got the time he needs to do with them as he pleases. Taking samples, vivisections, bio-mechanical experiments, double mutations, medical horror, it's all on the table. The more brutal the better.

Make sure you read the tags!!

once i get some doodles done i'll post them but i havent drawn much recently aldkfjalsdjf

[nonsensicalnonsense00]

Inspired by @kippipies Fic “A Light That Never Goes Out” on Ao3

I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS FIC (Mafia AUs are my EVERYTHING😍😍) it’s literally soooo 🤌💋✨✨

Colored and Alternates under the cut 😋✨

And these were because I didn’t remember what Harry was wearing so I drew a suit first and then a jumper and THEN checked lol 😆😅😋

[wishfuldreamings]

One of these days I will stop reading about the same two assholes falling in love…but today is not that day.

[shivroy]

future shiv

[smutinlove]

pick my poison? jason todd.

[tswwwit]

Cult!Dipper being terrified and leaving the door cracked open just so he will be able to see if someone comes in vs Bill buying him all his favorite snacks and tucking him into bed

Really, Dipper's the rational one here. In any other instance, being kidnapped by the King of Nightmares should be cause for considerable terror! Bill's the one throwing things off by being a total weirdo.

[avenin7]

God I'm replaying botw and getting so emotional about Urbosa

The music and just the atmosphere around Naboris is so somber and it just evokes such a feeling of desperation from her.

Like when you get too close, the beast locks on to you and tries to kill you and I'm just imagining Urbosa thrashing around inside her prison because she knows you. Its Link. Her Link. The one she knew one hundred years ago. Who was just a boy with too much pressure on his shoulders but who loved everyone and loved to cook and was just a kid. And Naboris, HER divine beast that SHE should be in control of, is trying to kill him and she can't do anything to stop it.

[lostsowly]

Hey, you remember that "someday" I mentioned where I might end up writing kiryusuo.....welp. Turns out 'someday' was a lot sooner than expected. I am currently about 1300 words into writing an impromptu kiryusuo fic....and it's looking like it might end up being a multichapter. This pairing currently has me in a chokehold, help /j

Will tag you when I'm finished lmao

I saw this right after waking up and had to double check to see if I was dreaming 😭 kiryusuo in these trying times?? I'LL ACTUALLY CRY 🥹😭

I'm silently screaming at my phone trying not to wake up my family xD

My live reaction:

Thank you so much for your service to the kiryusuo nation 🙏🙏 I'll be waiting patiently!! I hope you're doing well!! Take care and have a great holiday!! 🩵🩵

[corrosivesaints]

your girl of the year

Probably the worst thing is that he’s never met her, Jean Crosby, who’s nothing more than an ephemeral presence at best, a small photograph Harry keeps in his wallet and a stack of letters he faithfully replies to. Harry who loves her as a husband should, who had a shockingly little amount of reserve on that fateful day, taking him apart like it was nothing. Handling him like any of his instruments, confident and capable with John at his mercy. Harry had tasted like adrenaline, already so different from the nervous man that had accidentally routed them to France. It had been so easy to forget it all: the war, the missions, the dead boys starting to accumulate in their memories. All too easy to dismiss the ghost of Jean Crosby that hung around when Harry was real and alive and kissing John as fervently as a dying saint’s benediction. And John Brady was only a man, after all. Poor, foolish Johnny Brady, giving his heart away during a war.

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[violent138]

Just saying, while all Batman usually needs to do to get information from a civilian who knows something is to lurk or ominously stand there, the Robins probably have to at least string up the unsuspecting researcher/officer/whoever it is in order to be taken seriously enough.

[saint-end]

got annoyed at people complaining about dgm being completely dead. WRONG!!! i am taking a break from drawing to write fanfiction. be the change be the provider

[kuu-lei-melody]

Gonna go ahead and finally plug this here. I've been working on a multichapter Cosmo and Wanda fluff-smut fic that is now maybe 80% done.

Thanks to the fact that I got hit really hard with FOP nostalgia, and thanks to some other personal factors that have been preventing me from relaxing, I have been cranking this out. 43,000 words in two weeks is INSANE for me, dude.

The fic is a very meandering one. I just write about whatever I feel like. It starts as basic domestic fluff between our two lovers, but then it goes to some crazy places because Cosmo and Wanda are magic. And then it goes into some angsty memory lane shit that doesn't totally belong, but I don't care. FOP fandom has always been about taking tiny hints of lore from the show and blowing it up into something dramatic.

I'm bringing back the domestic fluff next though, and I very much plan to bring it all home soon.

Thanks for your time. ✨💚🩷✨

[sassyandclassy94]

Well That Was Unexpected…

Don Hume x Original Female Character

Part 2 of “He’s Progressed and She’s Impressed”

Summary: Don’s first kiss. That’s it. That’s the summary

Word count: 6,618 (ALAS AND SORROW OF THE WORLD! It’s a LITTLE shorter than I had originally planed)

Rating: Teen and up

Author’s note: Hey, Siri! Play “Speechless” and “Stronger” and blare it from the mountaintops!

Tags: @solo-pitstop-vibes @fentybucky @i-am-a-lost-girl16 and @groovin2beats because I wouldn’t be writing this series if it weren’t for y’all’s support 🫶🏻

Part One

“You seeing Kate again tonight?” Bobby asked Don after crew practice.

A smile teased at the corner of Don’s mouth at the mention of his ‘lady-of-interest’, Kate Barlowe. “Yeah,” he nodded.

“You two have been spending an awful lot of time together lately.” He smirked and delivered a side-eye as he followed his boys to the showers.

Don simply blew off his comment and continued on his way. Bobby was right though; he and Kate had been spending a good amount of time together since their first date a couple of months ago. And he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy every evening that he’d spent with her; with each outing leaving him feeling more and more attached. So much in fact, that he was seriously considering asking her to be his steady girl on their next date. Which was tonight.

“Have you kissed her yet?” Bobby asked in a lower tone that was almost a whisper when they got to the showers.

Don looked down at the floor and blushed before shaking his head.

“What?!” he almost exclaimed. “You two have been going out for what? Four and a half months now and you haven’t kissed her yet??” His eyes were wide as he looked at his friend in disbelief.

“No…” he shook his head again slowly.

Bobby shook his head. “I cannot figure you out, Don.”

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