#fics that nearly killed me

[damnyoucully]

Sundays are for rotting and thinking about I won’t be in the history books that’s for you but I loved you first as long as they get that right I don’t care what they say

[damnyoucully]

Everything reminds me of 4 Minute Window

“Steve wha- *thump* -mmmm”

[chyarui]

the idea of winged obi-wan has been living in my head rent free for MONTHS and i finally got around to it, enjoy guys! (and let me know if you wanna see more 👀)

The jedi having feathers growing in their hair was too funny a concept to not include- they just have perpetual bed head at a young age when their feathers are still growing (the REAL REASON why Mace shaved his head)

[thatonebirdwrites]

Cheating Death Part 4 - End

Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3

Epilogue

Finally, after weeks under intensive medical care, she was cleared to go home. Her recovery was far from over. Lena didn't look forward to the intense physical and occupational therapy in store, but at least she could rest in a more comfortable space. Have a bit more freedom.

Alex had insisted on taking her home, though Kara had walked with them until she received a Supergirl call. Lena understood now why Kara randomly took off, and with that understanding came a slow acceptance.

The door swung open at the press of her thumb against the keypad. Alex pushed her wheelchair, and shut the door with her foot behind them. They made it almost to the sofa when the shouts erupted around them.

"Surprise!"

Lena nearly fell out of her chair at the sudden noise. People leaped out from behind the sofa, tumbled out of the kitchen, and poured in from the hallway. They were all there: Kara, Brainy, Nia, J'onn, Kelly, and even Sam and Ruby.

"Welcome home!" Alex said with a grin, meaning she was in on this too.

Lena had no idea what to make of this. She'd never had a surprise... anything before in her life. "Um, thanks?"

Ruby nearly bounded into Lena's lap with her fervent hug. "I'm so glad you're home! We were so worried when we found out." She pulled back with a teary smile. "You gotta stop almost dying on us. Because we need you here, you're family, and Mom and I sort of just got here today, so all I have is this card." She handed it over and put her hands behind her back.

Lena opened it to the words, "We love you. Please try not to die again. Or we'll drag your sorry ass back to the world of the living." The asterisk after 'ass' had a note at the bottom that read, "Ruby was allowed this one curseword in honor of you."

Lena smiled and ran her fingers over the handwriting, some of it Ruby's and some Sam. Why they bothered, she didn't know, considering how she'd ghosted them. She took a deep breath to try to stop the urge to cry. "Thank you, Ruby. I love you both too."

Sam walked up behind her daughter and smiled, her eyes glistening. "Kid has a point." She leaned forward and gave her a half hug, planting a kiss on the side of her head. "I'm glad to see you up. We've been so worried."

She handed Lena what looked like a phone at first glance, until she saw the hinge. Opening it revealed a note that read: "Answer your phone! <3 xxxoo Sam." Under it was one of her guilty pleasures, a very specific hard candy only sold in Ireland.

"Sam..." Lena didn't know what to say. She wiped away tears, frustrated with herself. Since her near death and disablement, she'd become a weepy fool. "Thank you. I'll be better about staying in touch. I promise."

As the others moved forward, one at a time to greet her and welcome her home, Lena found herself smiling and dissolving into tears yet again. She wasn't used to this much care, and it still felt unreal. Like the shoe could drop at any moment, and yet it didn't.

Alex had continued to care for her, Kara and the others had continued to visit, and now that Lena was cleared to rest at home? Here they all were being the sappiest people she'd ever met.

"Make sure you kiss your beefcake," Nia whispered as she dropped a box of chocolates on Lena's lap. "She set this up, and I kind of have money on the line, so give a girl some help?"

Lena laughed, but she couldn't stop herself from sneaking a look at Kara who stood, swaying back and forth on her heels, as she waited impatiently. "Sure, Nia."

Alex gave her a backpack of all things. "Hey, don't give me that look," the director said with a cluck of her tongue. "Think of all the science-y things you can stuff in this thing and loop onto your wheelchair. Nothing will stop you now."

She lightly swatted Alex's arm. "Maybe if I was five, but really, thank you." At least the bag was black, so it matched the chair's coloration.

Kelly's gift was perhaps the most useful. A tool to grab things from afar. Lena immediately snapped it in Alex's direction, who danced out of reach with a scowl. "It's perfect," she said with a grin.

"I know you have a long recovery in store," Brainy said with a bow of his head. "But I will give you access to my favorite..." he glanced at Nia, "... toys as Nia calls them." He held out a small, palm-sized square. "Press your thumb and a holographic interface, encrypted for our communication and projects, will appear."

Lena couldn't resist. She pressed her thumb, and the interface swirled around her, filled with all sorts of delicious programs. "Holy shit, Brainy. Thank you. This is a delight." She pressed her thumb again, and it vanished.

J'onn stepped forward and bowed his head. "I wish to apologize for my actions in not bringing you in sooner. You've always been one of the best of us, and so I offer you the aid of my community. We have had many soldiers wounded in battle, and I will gladly aid in your recovery. So that you may find the mobility that fits your needs."

Lena studied the stoic man and thought back to something Kara had said to her. "You're a good swordfighter?" When he nodded, she smiled. "I was nearly an Olympic fencer. That's my goal. To recover enough to challenge you to a duel."

He bowed to her. "I accept."

Kara came last, of course. "Hey you." She knelt and wrapped Lena in a tight hug. Lena leaned her head against Kara's shoulder and breathed in her usual vanilla scent.

The pain hadn't full healed between them, but they were taking little steps. And with each one, Lena settled into the reality that Kara wasn't some omnipotent do-no-wrong-god, but a trauma-filled, messy alien who feared loss almost as much as Lena did.

That's one thing the past few weeks in Alex's medical ward taught her: perfection didn't exist, and that's okay. It was okay to be imperfect. She'd still be loved for who she was, even despite her sometimes bratty, petty nature.

Kara pulled back and kissed Lena's forehead. "I made this." She handed her a cylinder with lines and dots on all sides. "It's a puzzle box like what my father made. Give you something to do as you heal."

"Kara," she leaned her head against Kara's shoulder. "God, I love you so much," she whispered. "Thank you."

"I love you too." Kara carded her fingers through her hair. Lena gladly took the brief moment to recalibrate herself for more people interaction. Alex's words hovered in her head, "I need you to recognize your limits."

She took stock of her pain, her emotional bandwidth, and decided she could handle an hour. Then she'll ask to go to the bedroom. Plan in place, she pulled back from Kara with a smile.

She blinked away her tears. "Thanks to all of you. Now, I'd like to sit down on the sofa, if you don't mind?"

Kara chuckled and gently scooped Lena into a bridal carry. Her face flushed, likely as pink as her own. "As you wish, milady."

Alex groaned at that while Nia cackled.

Settled on the sofa, Lena leaned back into the cushions in relief. Fatigue plagued her still, and the pain simmered despite the pain meds. Still, she was much improved than a week ago. This ordeal had taught her that even small steps were worthy victories.

"So you ready for cake? Because all welcome home parties need cake." Kara practically hopped from foot to foot.

"Sure, Supergirl," Lena drawled. "Better fly me the best."

"Oh, you betcha. Straight from Belgium." Kara sounded quite proud of herself.

"Kara..." Alex pressed her palm against her face.

"Supergirl?" Sam echoed, her eyebrows raised.

"Wait a second," Kelly looked around, surprised. "Kara is Supergirl???"

Well, it was nice to know she wasn't the last one told after all.

***

Six months later

Lena gripped the bars, most of her weight on her arms. Her legs trembled beneath her, her right foot turned slightly to the left. Kara stood at the other end of the torture session with a grin. "Come on, Lena, you can do this."

"Oh shut up." Lena growled, but there was no heat in her words, only a deep affection. She carefully took a step, and her leg held. A tingling sizzled up her leg muscles, but she didn't crumple. Slowly, she lifted and plopped her other foot down. That one proved weaker than the other, so she leaned into the bars more.

"Remember to breathe." Her physical therapist stood behind her ready to catch if she fell.

She took a deep breath and managed another step. The rhythm of walking felt strange, like a foreign language she'd forgotten after months of using a wheelchair.

Since the attack, she'd kept a low profile. Sam returned as temporary CEO, and Alex proved to be just as protective of her as she was of Kara. Nia's article of the attack won the public's favor for Lena, which had been a nice, short boost for L-Corp.

So she slowly made her way down the bars, each step mores stable than the last. Her muscles screamed at the effort, but she pushed forward, determined.

Kara, as always, lived up to her promise and stayed at her side. Assisted her lab work. Accepted with grace the occasional microscope she threw at her head. Since becoming an independent writer and science consultant, Kara spent more and more time at her penthouse, and it had started to fill up with knickknacks, paintings by Kara, Kara's clothes randomly strewn over chairs, and a kitchen full of enough food for a hungry Kryptonian.

Lena knew she wasn't always the best partner. Sometimes Kara and her fought bitterly, but they'd learned to come together and talk it out. To share space for one another's feelings. To tentatively explore what being together really looked like.

All a step at a time.

Her trek reached the end of the bars, and there Kara stood, her arms out stretched.

"You did it! I told you so," Kara said with a delighted laugh.

Lena leaned forward and let herself fall into Kara's embrace. She looked up and smiled at her lovable dork. "I suppose I owe you that ice cream, my love," she said, wryly.

Kara nodded and brushed her nose against Lena's. "You sure do."

Lena placed her hand on Kara's cheek and kissed her lips. As she pulled back, she smiled at the goofy dazed expression Kara always wore when Lena sneaked a kiss.

"I'll make it two, for being such a good motivator." Behind her the physical therapist cleared her throat. Lena chuckled and for the first time in her life, she actually felt happy.

She'd cheated death yet again and won a girlfriend from it. Quite the bargain when all was said and done.

[benevolenterrancy]

@hereticcryptid I appear to be slowly but surely developing an entire series about how Hensheng and Baxia apparently get fed up with their owners' inability to express their feelings and take matters into their own hands...

[damnyoucully]

“But that Brooklyn kid who came home reeking like cigarettes and the docks, who laughed with his head thrown back, who spiffed himself up in the mirror every Friday night, smelling good and sweet, not a hair out of place — there’s not a soul alive who knows him, no one but Steve anymore with a soft spot left for that hell-raising boy.”

Not Easily Conquered by @drop-deaddream and @whatarefears

[crimeronan]

@meltedmercury jokingly saying princess AU luz is a covid puppy made me DESPERATELY need to go make a Separation Anxiety Compilation, so:

princess luz the covid puppy, with some bonus polyamory....

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and this one COULD be cut off after "this cannot be news to you," but i'm a Big Fan of whatever the fuck lumiter are doing here:

.....one of these days you three are gonna HAVE to DTR.

[damnyoucully]

It is absolutely batshit bonkers crazy town that most of Not Easily Conquered was published THE SAME YEAR CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER WAS RELEASED. A Long Winter was published in June. THE MOVIE CAME OUT IN MARCH. IN MARCH!!!!!!!!!!1!!!

[coldbam]

FIC: my home is your body (9-1-1, buck/eddie)

E | 16k | AO3

“I’m on Grindr now.” “Bullshit.” “No, I’m serious.” Eddie pulls out his phone and opens the app for Buck to see. It’s a week from the day of Pride, and his surprise sexuality crisis, and he’s already on the apps. “Holy shit, you are on Grindr.”

Buck and Eddie have vastly different nights at Pride. Then very similar summers.

[noodleblade]

Preview snippet for the @tf-bigbang! Worked on this with @elmonstro who did stunning art for our chaotic simpatico expedition project! <333 can't wait for you guys to see our works in full next week!!!!!

Surely, everything goes according to plan:3

[smashing-teacups]

Thankless: Of Ruined Holidays and Changing Hearts

Canon-compliant, showverse, missing scene(s). Oneshot.

Thanksgiving 1960 and 1772 - Frank's POV, then Jamie's.

Two very different husbands, two very different family dynamics, the same unexpected wrench in the holiday plans.

1960 - Boston, Massachusetts

The phone rang just as Brianna was setting the table.

I shot Claire a warning look that went completely unheeded as she shouldered past me in a swish of silk and clacking heels. The instinct to call after her still rose to my lips after all these years; the knowledge that the breath would be wasted kept it there.

“Hello, this is Doctor Randall…”

Our daughter froze instantly, the last salad fork hovering inches over the placemat. 

“How many? Nancy, slow down. How many wounded?”

Just like that, I watched the light drain from my twelve year old’s face. She masked it well, brave girl; unlike her mother, she had a talented poker face. Quietly and without fanfare, Brianna took the cutlery, plate and wine glass from the third place setting and returned them to the china cabinet.

I crossed the room slowly and laid a hand on her shoulder, heavy with unspoken understanding. It wasn’t the first holiday her mother had ruined with her selfishness, her pigheaded insistence upon putting career over family. Bree flashed me a wan smile and reached up to squeeze my fingers appreciatively.

“More mashed potatoes for us, huh?” She tried for levity, and would have pulled it off had she been trying to fool anyone but me.

“We won’t leave a single bite,” I promised sotto vocce.

Drawing in a breath through her nose and releasing it in a sharp sigh, Bree clasped her hands together as she turned back to the table. “Shall we? Or do we wait for her to come back in and—”

“Darling, I’m so sorry…” Right on cue, Claire appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, already slinging her purse over one shoulder, the car keys jangling in her opposite hand. “There’s been a terrible accident on the Longfellow Bridge—”

“Yeah, I’m sure there was. It’s always something, right?” Even I was surprised by the venom in Bree’s voice; day by day, the little girl eager to defend her mother’s choices was yielding to the dark cynicism of an adolescent. Normally, I would have chided her for taking a tone — it was unbecoming of a young lady — but I couldn’t deny that a part of me had been anticipating the day when Brianna finally learned to stand up for herself. It had been far too long that she’d dutifully shouldered the burden of her mother’s negligence. 

Wounded, wide, golden eyes blinked twice before Claire took a half-step forward. “I understand,” she said with a physician’s practiced calm, “that it’s disappointing when I’m called away on the holidays. Trust me, this isn’t how I wanted to spend my Thanksgiving either.”

“So why are you?!” our daughter demanded, throwing her hands up and letting them flop back at her sides. “Why does it always have to be you? Why can’t the other surgeons take the call this time?”

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[dazais-guardian-angel]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Koda Aya & Bram Stoker (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Koda Aya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bram Stoker (Bungou Stray Dogs), Koda Aya's Father (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Angst, Grief/Mourning, Canonical Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Bungou Stray Dogs Chapter 114.5: resurrectio Part 2, Bungou Stray Dogs Chapter 115: Flecks of Dark Foam

Summary:

Aya's knight is gone, taken so soon after pledging his loyalty and his life to her. But the city is in peril in his wake, and a princess can't just sit and cry after the loss of her protector, letting their kingdom fall to ruin.

This was his world, too, once. His killer will bow before her, for daring to destroy it in his name.

[damnyoucully]

“The night is quiet and chilled, but between them their hands still touch, and where their hands touch, they are warm.”

- from Not Easily Conquered

Bucktober Day 20 - Warm

[thedocs-in]

Brit is really Cecil's closest friend

These two are my BroTP. Like from what's shown in the comics, these two are fairly close. Given that Brit has been shown numerous times, along with his sister, calling Cecil old man. And teasing him. I really hope they include Brit and his sister. Like please, give me.

Now without further ado, the headcannons:

When Cecil joined the GDA, he was a cocky little shit. As a new recruit he was probably thinking high and mighty of himself until a drill Sergent, or better yet Brit, kicked his ass proving him wrong.

And when he first met Brit, Brit immediately thought, "This little shit is gonna get himself killed or his ass kicked."

Though, tbh I'm leaning more towards it being Brit who kicked his ass, which was a reality check for Cecil. Considering Brit can't be hurt.

Brit has saved Cecil’s ass on numerous occasions. Like, they've done some missions together, but they didn't really become friends until one mission where Brit saved his ass. Obviously pre-scar.

After that, Cecil began to tolerate Brit a lot more and their friendship grew.

Brit has both encouraged Cecil's urge to beat people who deserve it and had to hold him back when he gets out of hand.

Like when they'd go drinking, Brit is very much the designated adult. And has had to stop Cecil from starting something with some idiot who deserved to have their ass kicked.

There has probably been at least one incident where Brit had to keep Cecil from getting arrested.

But outside of that, Brit teased Cecil a lot. And obviously still does. With Brit messing with him often, like taunting him with the photos he took of Cecil reading a Playboy.

Brit still has those photos and continues to remind him about them to this day.

And there are plenty of embarrassing photos of Cecil that Brit still has. And Cecil has told Brit that if he shows anyone else, he will try and find a way to kick his ass. Or get back at him with the embarrassing photos he has of Brit.

But Brit is truly one of Cecil's closest friends. A confidant. Like, he considers several people friends, like Donald or Nolan. But they aren't as close to him as Brit is.

They are quite literally ride or die.

[devirnis]

Packing Light

Rating: T Relationships: Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Evan Buckley & Maddie Buckley, Evan Buckley & Bobby Nash Chapter: 2/4 (14.9k words)

“If it’s any consolation, she’s going to have a shitty fourth quarter.” Ravi blinks rapidly, trying to make sense of what he just heard, but the man who spoke – tall, blonde, built like a linebacker –  is striding off before he can make his tongue work. As the bellhop with the man’s bag walks past, Ravi grabs his arm. “Who is that?” he demands. “Evan Buckley, from Pennsylvania,” the bellhop answers. Ravi frowns, the name not ringing any bells of Taylor’s business associates. “Very rich. Apparently he and Senator Clark were supposed to have a very important meeting together. He even arrived by helicopter. The last time someone arrived by helicopter it was Barack Obama. President Barack Obama!”

(read on ao3)

[neotomiccccc]

Read @ch-am's incredible fanfiction 'the negligible self' this week and have been absolutely obsessed absolutely captivated with it for days I can't recommend this fanfiction enough aaahaggfhhj,,.,. Some fanart was in order :) Fic is linked below!!

^ edited to throw in a closeup ahahshahdgajhxh