#flashfic friday

[renee-writer]

Hurt and Healing

Inspired by the Flashfic Fridays prompt: all the king's horse. I wrote this one first then decided to write a more secular one to submit to them.

That is what they say

isn’t it

That all the king’s horses

and all the king’s men

can’t put back together what is broken

Oh but they try

With program after program

Law after law

They try

The problem is

they are powerless against the real issues

It isn’t a matter of the right law

the right program

Some things can only be fixed

With a soul change

You can’t legislate evil away

King Solomon, in all his wisdom couldn’t

No way out current government can

no matter the country

There is only One that can

Who can put us back together again

Only He Who created us in the first place

Who can restore broken families, lives, relationships

Break the bonds of addiction, fear, abuse

Restore the respect for life

For natural law

Only He Who established them

No, all the king’s horses nor all the king’s men

can’t fix the broken

but

God can

God will

Turn to Him for healing, today.

[esculentevil]

Thorinduil Fairytale(s) AU (81 words) by EsculentEvil

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thorin Oakenshield/Thranduil Characters: Thranduil (Tolkien), Thorin Oakenshield Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Parody, Funny, Humor, Screenplay/Script Format, Self-Indulgent, Size Difference, White Gems of Lasgalen, Beards (Facial Hair), Bad Flirting, Light Angst, Emotional Hurt Series: Part 25 of Evil's Thorinduil Headcanons Summary:

Thorinduil reimagined as various fairytales... kind of.

1: Thranduil’s Hot Gingerbread Dwarf Parody of the Gingerbread Man fairytale and also the Gingerbread Man song by Melanie Martinez

2: Thorin’s Big Bad Elf Parody of Little Red Riding Hood and the way Duil legit wraps around Thorin during The Interrogation SceneTM

3: Thorin's [Short] Salty Stair Parody of "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair, so that I may climb thy golden stair."

[lucy-the-cat]

RQ Flashfic Friday

Setup: sequel to this and this

Disclaimer that I haven't taken French in years so this is working of off Google/Microsoft Translate

Maven popped another piece of gum in his mouth, chewing. "So is anyone gonna stop her?"

Farley snorted. "Not my circus, not my monkeys." She shoveled more ice into the shaker. "And not my stolen bubblegum."

He shook his head, chuckling. "Borrowed bubblegum. I'll give it back. In the meantime . . ." Maven waved the packet, and a few sticks fell in the sink. "Anyone want one?"

Cal rubbed his temples. "Can you not speak with your mouth full?"

He shrugged. "Tu es une paysanne." You are a peasant.

Farley hauled the milk on the counter. "Moi aussi. Taisez-vous." So am I. Shut up.

"Viva Les Riches." Long Live the Rich.

Cal sighed. "Guys, I'm right here--"

Maven popped a bubble. "I said 'Long Live the Rich', do you agree?"

"Never mind." He took the milk from Farley and grabbed a cup. "Go ahead, keep speaking French."

It was hard to tell what exactly they were arguing about, but it clearly had nothing to do with him, even if Maven kept wildly gesturing in his direction. Somehow the orders got filled. Somehow they made it through the day.

And Farley and Maven were still arguing.

In French.

In front of him.

"That's enough." Iris cut between them, soft and lethal. "No need to threaten anyone with guillotines. Or tax fraud charges. Or taxation in general."

Farley eyed her for a moment before drawing back. Maven blinked. "You know French?"

Iris scoffed. "Of course I do, what kind of heathen--?"

Cal peered over the counter. "I don't." "My point exactly." She waved a hand. "Run along, now."

Farley wasted no time, hauling her bag over her shoulder and hopping on her bike. Cal tapped Maven shoulder once they were out of sight. "So how did--?"

He shrugged. "Don't ask."

@nortaeventcouncil @drewtanakagf

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[onstoryladders]

A Byler flashfic because why not 🥰 light angst, emotional hurt/comfort, coming out. Maybe a bit ooc but I don't give a damn. Enjoy 💖

NOT MY TYPE

“I thought you liked her”.

Mike doesn't know why he said that – the words just rolled off his tongue without so much as a warning, and he let them. It feels good, though, and it's worth it just to hear Will's soft laugh so close to his ear.

“You thought I liked Angela?”

Mike snorts. “Yeah, well. I didn't know she was an asshole at the time, cut me some slack”.

“Sorry, it's just-- so absurd”.

He elbows Will's side. “It's all your fault!”

“I didn't even speak a word to her, Mike”.

“It was-- it was before that. I mean, you didn't give me the painting at the airport, so I thought, y'know-- it had to be for someone else. And since we were meeting El's friends at the rink-- well, it sounds dumb now that I know, but. Yeah”. He shrugs. “I didn't have all the facts. I had no idea she was Satan incarnate”.

“You're doing Satan a disservice”.

“No doubt about that”.

They remain silent for a little while. It's nice, sitting so close to each other, this time with clean clothes and no smoke twirling above their heads. Just them and the stillness of a Friday evening – as still as the end of the world can be.

When Will speaks again, his soft voice sends shivers down Mike's arms. “I wouldn't like her anyway. Even if she was nice”.

“What, you don't like blondes?”

“I mean...”

Will turns to the side, and Mike does the same. He's not sure it was a smart decision, because now their gazes are interlocked, so close that they can see their own reflection in each other's eyes, and his gut is twisting with something warm he cannot name.

“I've always been partial to darker hair”, Will says.

Mike's throat is suddenly dry. “How dark?”

He doesn't know why he asked. It's a stupid question, it barely makes any sense at all, and-- and what answer does he expect to get?

Like yours, a little voice in his head supplies.

That makes his stomach churn even more, and suddenly it's like he can feel all his thoughts and emotions on his face, written with fire on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. He turns away.

“It's not about her hair, though”, Will says.

“Hm?”

“Angela, she's-- she's just not my type”.

“Yeah?” Mike bites the inside of his cheek. He wishes he was wise enough to let the conversation die, but he's always been a little bit of a masochist. “What's your type, then?”

For a few seconds, Will doesn't answer.

Then: “Taller. Broader”, he says. He sounds a little weak, a little strained – like he's forcing himself to go on even though every molecule in his body is against it. “With bigger hands and-- a deeper voice”.

Mike frowns. That's not the description he expected. Those aren't traits that people usually ascribe to girls. It almost sounds like Will's talking about...

“Boys”.

Oh.

Mike's breath catches.

“Oh”.

When he turns towards him, Will is staring at his own hands. He looks scared, and Mike doesn't even think before reaching out to take his hand and hold it.

“Hey”, he says softly. “It's okay”.

Will shakes his head. “They were right”.

“Who?”

“My father, Troy. The others at school”.

“Those jerks weren't right about anything”.

“But they were!” Will raises his head, and Mike's stomach knots up when he realizes he's crying. “Don't you get it, Mike? They took one look at me and knew, even before I did. They were...”

His voice breaks, and something deep inside of Mike shatters just the same. He grabs Will by the shoulders and pulls him into a hug. “Wrong”, he says, arms tightening till their chests are pressed against each other. “They've never known shit about you, Will. Not Troy, not your father, not the other assholes at school”.

Will grips Mike's shirt. “They weren't wrong”.

“So what?” Mike threads his fingers in Will's hair. The awareness of just how close they are would drive him insane if he couldn't feel the dampness of Will's tears against his neck. “All the things they said to you-- it was bullshit, Will. All of it. And it's got nothing to do with whether they were wrong”.

Will shakes his head, tries to push Mike away. It's weak and half-hearted, and Mike doesn't let him.

“Listen to me”, he says, feeling his heart in his throat. “Remember what they used to call Dustin and Lucas? Or even me?”

“That's different”.

“Why? I am a nerd. Lucas is black. So what?”

Will doesn't answer that, and this time it's Mike who pulls away so that he can look at his face, all red from crying. Will is a pretty crier, and Mike would kick himself in the face for thinking that in a moment like this, but right now his priorities lie elsewhere.

Seeing Will like this hurts too much.

“So what?”, he asks again, trying to convey his sincerity through his eyes. “And they didn't know, Will. They just assumed something about you and decided that it was a bad thing, but you know what? There's never been anything wrong with you, so screw them”.

New tears stream down Will's face. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Screw every. Single. One of them”.

That makes Will chuckle, and Mike preens at the sound. “You made your point”.

Mike scrunches up his nose. “I don't know, you don't look too convinced”.

“I'm not sure I even look alive right now”.

Mike snorts. “You look fine”, he says, and before he knows it his hands are on Will's cheeks, thumbs swiping under his eyes to dry them from tears. “Just a little red all over”.

Will's eyes widen slightly. “Because I cried”.

“Yeah, I know how crying works”.

“Just making sure”.

Mike doesn't lower his hands after that. He keeps brushing his thumbs against Will's face, touch as soft as a feather, and Will lets him. His eyes are still wide, alight with a flame that Mike has never seen before. It turns his insides into liquid heat.

“Thanks for telling me”, he whispers. His own voice is startling in the silence between them.

“Thank you for not freaking out”.

“Hey, you're my best friend, Will. I love you”.

And it's so easy – letting the words out. He doesn't need to think about them, doesn't have to wonder what they mean, because it's second nature: he knows he loves Will like he knows he needs oxygen to live, one of the undeniable facts of life. Connotations don't matter here.

Except that they kinda do, now, because as easy as it was to say it, Mike's hands are still cupping Will's face, and his eyes keep flickering to his lips, and nothing about this feels like it's supposed to do. The warmth in Mike's body is familiar yet strange – and for a second he wonders if Will's confession did change everything, after all.

Am I such a bad friend?

“What's wrong?”, Will asks.

Mike raises his gaze. “Huh?”

“You're crying too”.

Mike blinks, and a wet veil drops in front of his eyes. “Oh, shit. I don't-- I don't know why”, he says, suddenly feeling small and weird and like he shouldn't be here. “Shit, sorry”.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Because it's dumb to cry without a reason”.

“It's not dumb”.

Will raises his hand, and for a second Mike thinks – hopes – that he's gonna reach out and wipe away his tears like he did for him, but Will seems to change his mind halfway through. His lets his arm fall in his lap again. His fingers curl.

Mike wants to tell him that it's okay, that he can and should touch him back if he wants, but doesn't know how to do that without turning into glass – cold and fragile and see-through.

Vulnerable.

He takes his hands away and rubs his eyes.

“Are we okay?”, Will asks once he's done, and whatever doubts Mike was feeling disappear without a trace at the earnestness in his gaze.

“Of course”. Mike smiles. “We're a team, right?”

Will smiles back. “Best friends”.

“Cool”.

“Cool”.

Mike's confusing feelings can wait a little longer.

This is all that matters now.

[writingmaidenwarrior]

Writblr Introduction

After being around for a month now, it is time for a proper introduction. I am Wynne, your queer 40 years old friendly neighborhood hag with a love for fantasy, sci-fi and romance. I am genderfluid, pansexual and probably aromantic and don't care about pronouns, so I react to she/her, he/him and they/them.

I had been writing since I was little, same with drawing, but whenever life became stressful I stopped with both because I get overstimulated and overwhelmed easy. The last break from writing is now seven years? I think it is seven years, and happened because I got diagnosed inflammatory rheumatism at a young age. Yeah, I also never thought this is possible, but here I am. I have good days and bad days, and thankfully there is a treatment that works.

Coming back to Tumblr happened after I was like: I wanna write again, and my friend @pheita started bugging me to come back to Tumblr and that writblr is in her opinion still the best community even if things changed a lot.

I know, I am a discovery writer and my stuff can be pretty disorganized while I write. (I am not looking into a certain direction with a pleading look for handmade notebooks) With this, you have to deal with me jumping around in my own timeline. I am sorry for this, folks, that's how I am. I also write for fun, because I love creating stuff in every shape or form.

Thankfully, I found a WIP fast, and it is also partially pheita's fault because she told me the idea of a nekomata necromancer and then the flashfic Friday prompt happened and I asked her if it is ok to use her idea, and she was like: yeah, go wild with it. So here we are. I am pretty sure she had a badass character in mind with this, and not what I made of Feyre.

Anyway, "Their Call For Home" is a high fantasy story with multiple POV's about a gang of misfits who happen to get entangled in the politics of the city of Mer'Teval and what the plan of the gods were for the city, only to become the leaders of a rebellion against the tyrannic new king. It has two romance side-plots, a straight and a lesbian one, and comes with found family and accidental heroes. I take some inspiration from Dragon Age, Elder Scrolls and various pen and paper games I used to play that were based on D&D. You can find more here in this intro and masterpost. My other WIP is called "Moon Daughter" and you can find the WIP Intro here. It is a werewolf romance/supernatural romance story about Mika who learns she is a werewolf by birth and also the lost daughter of an alpha whose pack tried to find her since she got born but couldn't until recently. With her father dead after an attack, the pack now needs her to be the leader and she has to learn how to be a werewolf and the pack leader in lightspeed.

Things you can expect from my writing in general:

I don't ignore the facts of life, therefore my characters will endure bad things which means there will be mentions of events like emotional abuse, physical abuse, toxic relationships, neglect, and violence. Don't worry, I will warn beforehand in a post if those things appear

Sex is part of life, and you can bet your phones on me writing NSFW scenes when I see them fit. I am also not fond of too many of them in stories, so you don't need to worry about my stuff being erotica in disguise. IF I write erotica, I mark it as such.

A wild mix of straight and queer couples, and heck, even if the couples might be physiological a male and a female doesn't mean it's straight. You know, what I am talking about.

Found families, family clans, out of the box relationships of all variations, if I feel fancy there might be a play on soulmates

There will always be cats in some shape or form. I love cats

The characters having a varying age from early twenties to mid-forties.

Besides writing, and drawing if you read closely, I love videogames (thanks to my dad I grew up on every damn console that was out there), my little balcony garden, crocheting and knitting even if knitting can be pretty hard in my hands because of the damn rheumatism. I have a thing for viking vibes (you could guess from my username), love Lord of the Rings and plan to turn my apartment into a little hobbit hole one day.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, March 7-Friday, March 8 [Part 1]

Mr. Platt: Look, lots of people lose themselves in love. It's, it's no shame. They write songs about it. The hitch is, you can't stay lost. Sooner or later, you... you have to get back to yourself. Buffy: And if you can't? Mr. Platt: If you can't... Well, love becomes your master, and you're just its dog.

~~Beauty and the Beasts~~

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Goodbye To You (Buffy/Spike, French language, T) by PtiteMac

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If You Can't Take the Heat (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

Wine Drunk (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

Dancing Queen (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

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The Boring Stuff: School Hard, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Angel, T) by missfiggy

The Stars to Hold Our Destiny, Chapter 2 (Crossover with Star Trek, G) by Hermione2be

Early One Morning, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, E) by all_choseny

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Cinder-Buffy, Chapter 20 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by holetoledo

Home Sweet Home, Chapter 9 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Desicat

Bizarre Double Life, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by violettathepiratequeen

Glimpses of the Cellar Dweller, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Maldorana

Dead End, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by all choseny

Afterburn, Chapter 21 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Melme1325

The Neighbor's Point of View, Chapter 93 (Buffy/Spike, G) by the_big_bad

Goodbye to Everything That I Knew, Chapter 24 (Buffy/Spike, R) by fortes775

The Dawnster Drabbles, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by Passion4Spike

Something Borrowed, Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Geliot99

Coming Through, Chapter 50 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by hulettwyo

Service Unit, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by hulettwyo

Crossing Over, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Julikobold

Speed Dates, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Alyot

Accidental Casualties, Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Julikobold

Love Lives Here, Chapter 32 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Passion4Spike

Devils Roll Their Eyes, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, R) by sunalso

Left on Read, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by ashcrashed

Enemies to Ghost Hunters, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by ClowniestLivEver

The Balance, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by ClowniestLivEver

Triangles, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by ClowniestLivEver

Embrace, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Harlow Turner

Tag, You're It!Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by VeroNyxK84

I love you., Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Lilacsandorangeblossoms

Out of the Wasteland, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Harlow Turner

Truth or Dare, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Chelle

Conversations in the Dark, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Tessa

How Could I Not?, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, R) by simmony

The Dreaded Lurgi, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by SomeKindOfADeviant

30 Ways to Say I Love You, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

The Guests at the Wedding, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by bookishy

Forever and Always?, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, R) by scratchmeout

That Was Real, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Desicat

Feuer und Flamme, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by MaggieLaFey

Quality Time, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by MaggieLaFey

Boyfrenemy, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Lady Emma

X.X, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Rea

Pick Me Up, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Dusty

Massacre at Carabon Hill, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, M) by Myrabeth

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[marlynnofmany]

You should tag "Freed" post/743691342798061568/freed as "flash fiction friday" to make both of your flash fictions easier to find together! The "humans are weird" all have their one tag... (your short stories are great, still haven't cracked into 'Sweeping Changes' or 'We're The Weird Aliens' yet, just haven't had the time unfortunately)

Oh, I thought I did! Guess it was just on the original post, not the reblog. Fixed it. Now that flashfic will link to all the other ones, which are ... more than I remembered!

I should get back into writing those; they were fun.

Thanks for pointing it out. Hope you enjoy the books! I know all too well how hard it can be to find reading time.

[doesnotloveyou]

Definitely Miami

already posted the AO3 link to this, but i'm so silly I forgot I can just post the whole thing

Warnings: Teen rating for suggestive content

Length: Flashfic/ficlet/drabble

Summary:

Sonny reflects on his past romances while trying not to make a huge mistake with a certain French bombshell.

Sonny's love life had felt like falling down stairs for a long time now. Each time he hit another step he swore he'd find his balance and stop before he hit the bottom, that the next step would be the last. Except the staircase was much steeper than he'd expected, and Burnett attracted gravity like a lead weight.

Caroline, his best love, mother to his amazing little boy who was growing bigger every day, broke his heart by using her head. She wanted out and he couldn't blame her. The job was more home to him than she was. His ex-wife and his boy had hugged him goodbye and left for better things.

Gina, his girl Friday, got her heart crushed by some jackass who wined and dined her before taking on another chick without so much as an "oops, sorry.” She definitely still loved him, but that wound was festering and neither of them wanted to look at it. He didn't even know why he'd done it, but he knew he didn’t deserve to be taken back.

Brenda, the 'other woman,' the one who was out of his league. The one who somehow thought she could succeed where Caroline had cut her losses. A pretty fantasy to wake up to but one that nearly cost him his real partner. She was never meant to be.

Margaret was the first sign that the staircase was steeper than imagined. New York City was bewildering enough without some chic blonde in a penthouse spinning him like a top. Even once the curtain had fallen she still tried to manipulate him back into her bed. He'd prefer to forget about Margaret sooner than later.

Now Callie. Ice cube to wipe her sweat, Callie. Kept him up thinking about her during a heatwave, Callie. How she twisted him around one manicured finger before running that hand up her leg. She came on too hard, turned him off; exuding pure sex was not a look he desired. But it sure as hell clung to his brain like a parasite.

The tortured love angle tugged viciously at his heart strings. He was in this job to protect people like her, but people like her were starting to go too far. His head was slamming the brakes while his heart floored it; it's a ripoff, but what if it isn't, trust your gut, she looks so scared, she could have left him by now, you know it's never that simple.

Sonny felt guilty for how bad he wanted it to be real. Because if it were real then Callie was really in an abusive relationship. Her tears, her fear, her pain. All of it would have to be real and he'd currently be hunting down the animal that terrorized her. Yet, the stink of a rotten deal was all over that woman, and here he was following it like a starving dog. 

During the four hours he devoted to sleep, drenched in summer sweat and wearing as little as possible, Sonny would bear down on the bunched up blanket and pillows to take the edge off. Callie was either a victim or a snake, and either way he shouldn't touch her.

At the end of each night though, his bed was empty, his heart full, and he wasn't getting any younger.

In the safehouse, Callie parted open her bathrobe and he fell with her into the bed. The trouble then was knowing exactly where to start. She was an unguarded sports car, top down, keys in the ignition, tank full, engine purring, upholstery gleaming. He was dressed as a criminal, talking like one, thinking like one. There was compassion in his heart and a full-bodied woman in his arms. No one knew where they were, and she wanted the touch of a kind man so desperately she was practically forcing herself on him. It was all so perfect. 

Out of left field the bickering between his head and heart was overruled. His conscience got him out of that bed. He pulled his clothes back together. He walked away.

[jirnkirks]

lny blaseball flashfic #1: oxen seo & tteokguk

Oxen Seo makes some soup and wishes for a happier Seollal.

Is calling this the first of a series jinxing me... Mayhaps. Rly kicking off this game with a happy fic!!! Super lighthearted!!! (lying)

This flash fic is for the Lunar New Year celebration of maincord-everyones split up into teams as we play a boardgame trying to get different pieces to loop the board as many times as possible. Posting any kind of LNY adjacent fanwork will add more dice to roll!

Oxen Seo (ve/vim) is a lineup player for the Hawai'i Fridays. My version of vim has Oxen as a firefighter in Chicago before, tldr, ve ended up moving to Hawai'i with Lady Friday's help after being cursed with a magical fire, one that's only controlled thanks to Lady Friday's influence. Ve is from Busan, South Korea and moved to the Unites States as a young adult.

Learning to work with a team is a different story. As a Firefighter, capital F, there were always seniors who had seen things, who had memories like scars. But there's a fire to these old Blaseball players like a candle let on for too long, burning down to the wick and left unattended. It's easy to understand why. It's even easier when ve hears Anastasia has burned and Oxen thinks. Ah.

.

Oxen takes to batting practice easily. There's a familiarity to this- the burn in vis core is more familiar than the fire always burning them. It's a nice kind of exhaustion.

Tteokguk isn't so hard. Ve has beef broth filled tupperware clogging up vis freezer and that's the hardest part of any soup.

Ve sends a picture of a fresh bowl to vir parents over KakaoTalk, but the rest ve pours into two large thermoses to bring to practice tomorrow. Only Eun and vim celebrated Seollal, but Oxen figures they all needed some luck this season.

[theterrorbingo]

Hey, sorry if these are stupid questions, but is it okay for someone who doesn’t have a bingo card to write for flashfic Fridays and is it okay to write for the older flashfic prompts or do you prefer to ‘close’ each one when the new one is posted? Thanks in advance.❤️

Yes, you can absolutely participate in our flashfic Fridays whether you have a bingo card or not! And you're welcome to fill older ones as well (: If you're inspired, we want to see your fills!

[writingmaidenwarrior]

*pushing my writing energy your way*

I managed to write something today for Flashfic Friday (We ignore that it starts a new thing)

Take your time. Don't stress yourself.

Thank you @hoodeddreams13, @aziz-reads and @writingmaidenwarrior for tagging me in games, I'm going to look at those after work. I just wanted to let you know that Tumblr actually told me about them this time

Since I only work 3 days next week, I am going to be busy today w/end of quarter shit at work, so I'll be scarce. I'll hop on to post some writing, but if I'm slow to respond, I'm just burried under about 3 reams of paper currently residing on my desk...and about 300 emails...and four spreadsheets...and...and...and...

Lots of exciting stuff coming in all WIPS. Hopefully my brain makes itthrough the day. Potions are brewing in my potions pot, and my potions mug is currently filled w/my second cup of coffee since I came in an hr ago. SO.. cross your fingers for me y'all.

XOXO

CJ

[authorangelita]

Flashfic Friday: Wordle

Mac was sitting up in his hospital bed, frowning at his phone, when Jack woke up.  The stark white bandage wrapped around Mac's head was a horrifying reminder of how close they'd come to losing him.

"What's it?  What's wrong?" Jack asked, stumbling up on numb legs to lurch closer to Mac's bed.  He scrubbed a hand over his face to wipe away any traces of drool or eye gunk. 

"Riley and Bozer solved the Wordle already," Mac turned his phone to show Jack that he was on his last guess and hadn't solved their nerd puzzle yet, "and I'm stuck."

Jack sunk down on the edge of the bed in relief that nothing was seriously wrong.  Though, now that he looked at Mac's bruised face, he could see that this situation was of great importance to his partner.  "Bud, you had brain surgery not even a week ago.  It's okay if you don't solve your scramble thing."

"Wordle," Mac corrected with a glare, "and I've never lost one before."

Maybe they'd given Mac his phone back too soon, Jack thought as he gently took the device and read the guesses so far.  All three of his kids had explained how the game worked on multiple occasions as they often played on the jet in a friendly battle of wits, so he knew what the green and yellow squares meant.    

He immediately saw that all five letters were accounted for in Mac's previous guesses and made a mental note to talk with his doctor about that.  Jack pretended to think about the word for a while longer, making a show of tracing letters in the air and muttering to himself.

Mac wasn't paying a lot of attention.  His focus was on the paperclip he was twisting in his fingers as he tried to figure out the word too.  Matty had brought the kid a container of paperclips when she'd visited yesterday, and Mac had successfully twisted about half the ones he tried.  Sometimes he fell asleep in the middle of it, and sometimes his fingers just didn't do what he wanted them to do.  It was going to be a long recovery from the head trauma he'd suffered on their last mission.

"Maybe try 'alive', bud," Jack suggested gently while holding the phone out.

Mac carefully typed it in and breathed a sigh of relief when it was correct.  "Thanks, Jack."

"Anytime, hoss.  Anytime."

[renee-writer]

Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt 124: Bite Me.

How do you judge your day?

Do you worry if you haven’t done enough?

If you said the wrong thing, or kept quiet?

Judging yourself by some impossible standard?

Why?

Let’s keep it simple.

Did you do your best?

Were you nice to people?

Did you smile even if you didn’t feel like it?

Then chill.

If you didn’t bite or hit,

If you committed no crimes,

Then let all else go.

Life isn’t about being perfect

But being a nice human.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, January 25 - Friday, January 26

Kathy: Ewww! Who left their gum here? Buffy: Gum gnome?

~~Living Conditions~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

His Guiding Angel (Angel/Cordelia, K+) by apachefirecat

Gone (Buffy, Dawn, PG-13) by veronyxk84

"Not Quite An Empty Place" (Buffy/Spike, NR) by TazDevilen

A Shock of Hot Chocolate (Giles, T) by The_Eclectic_Bookworm

Перемена судьбы (Buffy/Angelus, T, Russian language) by B_E_S

Serenissima [A Post Reunion Trilogy Story] (Buffy/Angel, E) by MCorey1317

How I Want To Be Free (Angel, T) by Pinkperson

Shine (Giles/Jenny, G) by HAL1500

Four Little Words (Buffy/Angelus, T) by angelus2hot

[Chaptered Fiction]

Forgiveness Doesn't Come Easy, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, R) by slaymesoftly

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion, Chapter 410 (Crossover with Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, T) by madimpossibledreamer

Head Over Feet, Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, G) by L0zerEmz0

The Day After, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Maldorana

Meeting the Coven, Chapter 1 (Xander/Anya, T) by AJ Fields

Ignite, Chapter 1 (Movie AU, T) by ILovePaulReubens

Buffyverse Flashfic, Chapter 18 (Willow/Anya, T) by NotASlayer

New Normal, Chapter 30 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by holetoledo

Cherry on Top, Chapter 27 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxineeden

To All We Guard, Chapter 15 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by simmony

Love Ridden, Chapter 9 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by scratchmeout

In Any Life, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Spikelover4ever

Rise, Chapter 25 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by CheekyKitten

Destiny or Choices Made?, Chapter 44 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by charmed4lifekaren

The Neighbor's Point of View, Chapter 80 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by the_big_bad

The Day After, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Maldorana

Goodbye to Everything That I Knew, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, R) by fortes775

A Little Poet in Her Monster, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Desicat

Love Lives Here, Chapter 13 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Passion4Spike

Pack My Box with Five Dozen Liquor Jugs, Chapter 26 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by honeygirl51885

A Waxy Gent Chuckled Over My Fab Jazzy Quips, Chapter 26 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by violettathepiratequeen

Clean Slate, Chapter 9 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by hulettwyo

The U in Robot, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Girlytek

Dusk Rising, Chapter 28 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by HappyWhenItRains

Anarchy Tour, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Alyot

What the Drabble?, Chapter 74 (Buffy/Spike, R) by VeroNyxK84

It's Easy Time, Until It's Not, Chapter 17 (Buffy/Spike, G) by hulettwyo

Coming Through, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by hulettwyo

[Images, Audio & Video]

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Artwork:i can't see me lovin' nobody but you! for all my liiiiiife by genericaces

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Gifset:2x08 | "The Dark Age" by clarkgriffon

Gifset:season seven > buffy & faith by starryeyesxx

Gifset:season seven > anya & dawn by starryeyesxx

Gifset:season seven > xander & spike by starryeyesxx

Gifset:season seven > willow & dawn by starryeyesxx

Gifset: Fave Episodes: s3 ep6 "Band Candy" by green-ajah

Video:[buffy/spike edit] by id.llow

Video: Giles & Wesley | Who You Are | Buffyverse by Jess Wilson

Video: Buffy & Angel / The point of it all by darkswordfish7xx

[Reviews & Recaps]

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[Season 4 review] by kat--writes

[The Zeppo recap] by on-this-day-btvs

[Joyce Summers "written by men"] by coraniaid

[Buffy and friends/family] by coraniaid

[Buffy's extended family] by coraniaid

Tara-fying developments! | Buffy the Vampire Slayer 5x19 "Tough Love" | Reaction! by The Normies

After Life: Buffy The Vampire Slayer 6X03 Reaction by Dakara

A WEE LITTLE PUPPET MAN- Angel Reaction - 5x14 - Smile Time by TheLexiCrowd

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER - S6 EP 14 OLDER & FAR AWAY by Reel Reviews With Jen!

Buffy Review - 5x12 Checkpoint by Reverse Angle

The Re-Watcher's Council #9: "The Puppet Show" Buffy S01E09 Spoiler Review by LGRN - Entertainment

Podcast: Tooth Pics - Angel S05E15 - A Hole in the World by Pop Culture Role Call

Podcast: 1.4 Teacher's Pet by Once More: A Rewatch Podcast

Podcast: Angel S3E22: Tomorrow by Booze & Buffy

[Recs & In Search Of]

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[Fandom Discussions]

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Xin Rong the Vampire Slayer by multiple authors

Thoughts on This?: Dolly Parton Might Reboot Buffy by multiple authors

Cordy's Character by multiple authors

Dead Things by multiple authors

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Who else should have come back? by multiple authors

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Was Angel getting through to her? (Spoilers) by multiple authors

The upstairs of the Summers home. by multiple authors

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Eve S5 by multiple authors

Regarding Rent... by multiple authors

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Buffy Season 7 Monday Morning Quarterbacking by multiple authors

How Could They have Handled Angel Season 4 Better? (Even Though It's My Favorite Season) by multiple authors

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Chapters: 22/? Fandom: Arrow (TV 2012) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak, Original Character/Original Character, Will Queen/Amelia Prescott Characters: Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak, Jules Queen, Ellie Queen, Nate Queen, Will Queen, Amelia Prescott, Bethany, Others to be added - Character, Original Characters, Honestly mostly original characters Additional Tags: flashfics, Prompt Responses, huge variety of lengths, see individual chapters for any applicable warnings, prompts accepted via tumblr, Updated sporadically, Welcome to whatever this is Series: Part 4 of Forever Is Composed of Nows Summary:

Series of mostly lighter, prompt-driven flashfics set in the FiCoN 'verse. Topics vary by prompt (see individual chapters for warnings). Unbetaed and not edited prior to posting. Some chapters may be used in Pieces of Always if they are useful.