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[ssparksflyy]

just thinking about first kiss w/leo and your hands are in his hair except he gets nervy and the tips of his curls accidentally catch fire and burn your hands !!

so then he carries you bridal style to the infirmary, literally crying and begging for forgiveness

and yk the talk with will as of how you acquired these odd shaped burns is awkward as hell

anon ur so right

whats funny about it is that the tips of his hair catching fire is actually one of your favorite things about him, you think its super cute and tease him about it sometimes- calling him names like 'hot head' and telling how adorable you think it is only makes them burn brighter and has him shoving his tomato red face into his hands. you werent lying when you called it adorable, it truly always made your heart flutter and brought a smile to your face.

so when it happens during your first kiss together, you obviously pull away and remove your hands from his hair cause.. well.. they just got burnt ?? but you still cant help but smile a bit.

the burns themselves werent extremely bad, they just stung a bit, and the kiss was great but that didnt stop leo from freaking out and immediately apologizing repeatedly, asking you if you were okay and grabbing your hands to get a better look at them.

you explain to him that youre okay, but this man is literally on the verge of tears, thinking you hate him and never ever want to see him again. you assure him youre ok, and just need to run over the infirmary for a quick treatment.

you try to turn away to the infirmary, but leo is so quick to literally sweep you off your feet and carry you in his arms, bridal style. he says something about making it up to you and calls himself 'your certified knight in shining armor' which only makes you smile more.

he begins scurrying over to the infirmary, pushing past campers so determined to get you there as quickly as possible, making you giggle. he puts you down at the door of the infirmary, quickly grabbing the door and holding it open for you.

you let out a light laugh and a 'thank you', then brush past him and into the infirmary. he follows right behind you, closing the door behind him. you walk up to the counter, asking one of the apollo kids for some assistance with your burns and she leads you over to sit and wait on one of the hospital beds until will can help you.

leo sits in the chair right next to you and even though youve told him a million times that youre ok, his leg cant help from bouncing and he can't stop fidgeting with his fingers. you notice his behaviors and put a hand on top of his busy ones, giving him a soft smile. he looks up and returns the smile, but is snapped out of his la-la-land trance when will walks over with his clipboard, ready to help you.

he asks you whats wrong and takes a look at your hands, but seems to have a puzzled look on his face.

"how'd you get these burns? theyre really weirdly shaped." he asks.

your face gets hot and your body tenses up, leo having the same reaction.

"uhmmm..uh- i-"

"wel-well you see what had happened was-"

"we ummm.."

"out with it already." will said, giving you a deadpan look.

you and leo glanced at each other in panic, but knew you shouldnt lie. not to will.

"we..wellwekissedandiwastouchinghishairbutthenitcaughtonfireandburntmyhadns" you mumbled quickly, looking down.

"what?" will asked, moving closer in hopes of hearing you better.

"wee.. kissed and i had my hands in his hair but then it caught on fire and burnt my hands" you said, elongating the syllables and feeling your face get hotter with each word.

will tired so hard not to laugh or smile, after all he was in a 'professional environment' ( as chrion called it ) but he really couldn't help it, he smirked and put your hands down, walking away from you and over to the cabinet where all the camp's ointments were kept.

he smothered a glob of the ointment onto your hands then bandaged them up so they could heal properly, and let you go on with your day- but not without a few teases and jokes while leo helped you fill out your paperwork.

after you finished up in the infirmary, you and leo walked out together and immediately plopped onto the bench outside.

"well that was embarrassing" leo said, stating the obvious.

"yep... well, now i know to learn from my mistake the next time i kiss you" you said, a small smirk forming onto your face.

your comment had caught leo by surprise, "what? wait... again? you-you'd wanna do that again?"

you turned to face him with a smile, "i mean why not? youre a good kisser and it's not like ive havent a crush on you for years"

leo had to be on the verge of a heart attack with each surprise he'd faced today, this one only pushing him further off the edge, "you've had a crush on me for years????"

you simply nodded your head and smiled, trying to play it cool when in reality your heart was ready to run out of your chest.

leo ran his fingers through his hair in disbelief, "wait so were you like really good at hiding it or something?? cause ive had a crush on you for years and i feel like its always been painfully obvious."

it was your turn to get nervous, suddenly at a loss for words.

"w-well, maybe you should do something about it then." you said, sounding more confident than you felt.

"well maybe i will."

he cupped your face with his hand and brought you in close for your second kiss that day, holding your hands down with his free one, and moving his lips slowly against yours. this time, the kiss was long and soft, the way your first one should've been. when the two of you finally pulled away for air, you had stupid smiles on your faces that only grew after leo asked you,

"would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

to which you gladly said yes to.

[darkeneddawningmain]

Tags via bjurnberg:

Danny gets adopted by Bruce Wayne au but consider: Danny was brought up in a loving-if absolutely insane- household where pda and mushy gushy stuff wasn't only said, but expected.

The bats almost never voice thier love for one another, instead showing it in a variety of different ways.

What I'm saying is that Danny keeps nearly killing them by saying "I love you." I'm not even joking. Danny has nearly offed the bats more times in his week staying in wayne manor than any Gotham villian would dare try

[ace-spades-1]

Orange Peel Theory

Clarisse La Rue x fem!reader

Summary: A daughter of Aphrodite wanted to see if an Ares girl reciprocated her sister’s love for her.

a/n: Sorry for any grammar mistakes and please correct me if I’m wrong about the orange peel theory. This is my first fic so please be nice. Also, credits to @marvelsmylife for the inspiration and to @star-girl69 for giving me confidence. Sorry that it's short.

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The orange peel theory is a test a person does to see how much their partner loves them by doing something as small as peeling an orange for them. A test that Faith had tried with her boyfriend but failed. When given the orange he gave her a confused look and refused resulting in the orange getting chucked at his head and being ignored for the rest of the day.

However, the test prompted an idea in her head. Earlier that week she had found out that her dear sister Y/N had been crushing on a certain Ares girl but afraid of telling her how she feels in fear of rejection. For a daughter of Aphrodite, she sure is dense.

Making her way to the Dining Pavilion her eyes spotted her sister and Clarisse, who was also making her way over there. Faith quickly ran to the Dining Pavilion grabbing an orange and plopping herself next to Y/N.

“Hey, sis! Want an orange?”

She stretched her hand towards Y/N, orange in hand. Y/N smiled and nodded, grabbing the orange and right on queue Clarisse entered the Dining Pavilion. Just as Y/N started to peel the fruit Clarisse walked up to the Aphrodite table hand stretching out towards Y/N.

“Give it here, Y/N”

She was met with a curious look.

“The orange, give it.”

Y/N sighed and gave Clarisse the orange who started to peel it. Once done the Ares girl gave the orange back,

“I know you don’t like the smell of orange on your fingers.”

Y/N smiled and thanked the girl, eating a slice of orange missing the small tint of pink that formed on Clarisse’s cheek. Watching the girl walking to the Ares table a mischievous smile started to form on Faith’s face. Her eyes went back and forth to her sister and Clarisse. The girl was definitely in love.

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Thank you for reading!!!

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[savventeen]

sdjflkj as a current california resident i can agree LMAO

and fun fact the reason this was one of the first things to come to mind was bc a few hours before i wrote this my mom and i were talking about how it was so nice to have a really rainy winter but also it means fire season is going to be Extra Bad this year rip </3

[joshua + autumn] requested by @scarlet789

People forget that California wildfires don't stop once summer comes to an end.

They bleed into the fall, getting stronger, wilder, becoming more of a monster.

Joshua isn't a monster by any means, but there is something wild in him — something that burns hotter and hotter the closer you get.

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i'll write you something 50 words or less] [masterlist]

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[orobaxis]

Hiii! I loved your last Ominis X reader fic so much 😍 I really hope you write more!! I have a few prompts I’d love to read but feel free to pick and choose any ones you like because I’ll take any Ominis content you give 🥰

- Reader gets hurt and has to go to the hospital wing. Ominis is super worried and spends as much time as he can with them.

- Reader falls asleep on Ominis’ shoulder (or vice versa)

- Ominis getting bad dating/flirting advice from Sebastian to use on reader. Queue a facepalm from Anne and a very confused reader

- Reader comforts Ominis after he receives a particularly bad howler from his parents

- Ominis and reader each trying to build up the courage to initiate their first kiss.

these are all so sweet oml!! ! happy valentine's day everyone! thank you for all the love! <3

valentine's day chaos

ominis gaunt x reader (hogwarts legacy)

word count: 1200

prompts:

-Ominis getting bad dating/flirting advice from Sebastian to use on reader

-Reader gets hurt and has to go to the hospital wing

-Reader falls asleep on Ominis’ shoulder

and another ask: Loved your Ominis story! More pleaseee! Maybe from the prompt list: “are you really so oblivious?” I feel like that’s so very Ominis to say haha!

beware of spoilers in the comments/tags/reblogs!

ominis was doomed the moment he started to ask sebastian

unfortunately for him, he doesn't really trust anyone else for this super secret task he has appointed himself, and who else would he ask if not for his best mate sebastian? (literally anyone else)

"you want to ask y/n out on a date, do you?"

ominis tries to hide his shock, "what makes you say that?"

sebastian shrugs matter-of-factly, "well, it's valentine's day, and you've been talking about y/n all day today"

they both turn their heads to the sounds of y/n and anne laughing as they play summoner's court

"i have an idea on how you can woo y/n," sebastian suggests, and he basically sees ominis' ears twitch in interest

"well?" ominis starts, almost irritated, as he waits for sebastian, "what is it?"

sebastian smirks, "i know she will appreciate this and you will successfully woo y/n. women love grand gestures of love, y'know."

cut to charms class, all four of you are (kind of) listening to professor ronen talk about some softening charm when

BAM! the door burst open

you crane your head to see...

dwarves

three of them, wearing golden wings and carrying harps, making them resemble cupids...if not for the scowls on their faces

it may as well be goblins from the way they scowl and look around the room

you and anne exchange curious looks, wondering if professor ronen has somehow hired these dwarves, but judging from the curious look on his face as well, you doubt it

you miss sebastian elbowing ominis, an excited look on his face, and whispering, "here they are"

"y/n l/n?" one gruff dwarf calls out

you shrink next to anne, unsure of what the dwarf wants, but you have a sense that it wasn't good

professor ronen, bless him, is very confused, "um... excuse me?"

"are you y/n?"

"err, no...but--"

"y/n l/n?!" all three dwarves shout

anne pipes up, "here! she's here!" raising her hand to point at you

you try to glare at her, curious and anxious about the dwarves

one dwarf tosses you what appears to be a box of chocolates, which you almost drop, while another one clears his throat before reciting in a gruff voice

"y/n l/n, the sound of your laugh

is like my calming draught

i wish we would hug

you are a beauty and me, a lousy dugbog"

"dugbog??" ominis hisses at sebastian, who looks proud of his creation

everyone in the classroom giggles as the three dwarves try to do a pirouette and then vanish

"oh y/n," anne exclaims, "that was so..."

"sweet?" sebastian suggests

"embarrassing!" anne retorts with a laugh. behind her, you dont notice ominis turning pale (paler than he usually is already) before sending a mean elbow into sebastian's stomach (a hex too)

as the class tries to transition back to class, you see looks on their faces, excited to see what is inside the box

you open it and you see a chocolate frog

"oh," you sigh, relieved, before smiling, "this isn't so bad."

when you bite into it however, you feel your stomach turn

professor ronen and anne must have noticed how green you looked as the professor quickly produces a bag in front of you

you proceed to empty the contents of your stomach into the bag

anne frowns at this, "it's a vomiting valentine! it's a nasty thing you usually send to someone who broke your heart on valentine's day!"

"quickly, miss sallow," professor ronen instructs, "please take her to the hospital wing!"

this time, it was sebastian's turn--appearing greener than a frog.

"sallow, what have you done?" ominis hisses, "i thought you said this would work!"

"the dwarves worked, didn't they? they must have picked up a different package, she wasn't supposed to get the vomiting valentine!"

"you oaf!" the gaunt boy huffs as he and sebastian follow you and anne out of the classroom and to the hospital wing, ignoring professor ronen's shouts

-

thankfully, nurse blainey is able to solve your...valentine's malady

ominis, however, is so consumed by guilt, and in his head he just keeps regretting having asked sebastian for help

so when he and seb find you recovering in the hospital wing, he's relieved

and he decides that this should be the time to apologize

"some valentine's, huh?" you smile at them

in seb's quest to ask for ominis' forgiveness, he manages to drag his sister away from the hospital wing

you smile at them and wave, before turning to ominis, who looks stiff as a board, "ominis, are you alright?"

his voice is hard, "you got hurt."

you gesture to yourself, "this? oh it was nothing," you wave your hand to dismiss it

"no," he replies, "you got hurt...because of m- some stupid, stupid valentine's day prank. and you got embarrassed by those dwarves too."

you can see how much this is affecting ominis, so you try to reach for him, settling for his hand

you pull him closer to you, telling him to sit beside you on the bed, "i'll move over, sit here with me"

ominis hums, and sits beside you

"it's all sebastian's fault"

you turn your head to look at him, confused, "seb?"

"yes, he ordered those dwarves...they must have switched the package with the vomiting valentine"

hearing this from ominis kind of deflates you, and you unconsciously turn away from him

"oh...sebastian did those for me? does he...like me?"

ominis gapes in shock, eyebrows raising, "no! i mean...yes, he did all those...but he doesn't like you! he doesn't hate you either...i just meant--"

he sighs, "i asked him for help on what to give you for valentine's day...so this was all his idea. i thought...you'd like these grand gestures and--"

"wait," you perk up, smiling. ominis can hear the joy in your voice, "you...like me?"

now it's ominis' turn to look in your direction, head tilting in curiosity, "yes, of course. are you really so oblivious?"

you laugh, in shock, in relief, as you clutch his hand happily. "i guess i am. but even with the dwarves and the vomiting valentine, this day is still good."

"what makes you say that?"

you blush, mustering the courage to lean in and rest your head on his shoulder. he smells good, feels warm, safe. "well, because i just found out the person i like likes me back."

ominis hums happily at that, visibly relaxing.

you two don't say anything else, but you quietly relish in each other, his hands wrapped around yours

and slowly, he rests his head on top of yours, feeling your breathing becoming even

and ominis closes his eyes, taking in your scent, thinking, "yes, perhaps today wasn't so bad after all."

the twins come to check on you two in a while, and sebastian sighs in relief when they see you two resting, with your head on ominis' shoulder and his head resting on top of yours.

all's well that ends well

until...

"you won't be getting away with this, sebastian," ominis calls out.

[steddiemicrofic]

July prompt

hello hello hello can you believe we’ve been at this for a YEAR. A WHOLE ENTIRE YEAR!!! i love this community sm, like not to be a massive cheese puff on main but i am so grateful for everyone who shows up to share their time and talent and stories with us. whether you participate every month or you’ve only played once or twice, thank you. you make this fandom fun to be a part of 🩷

okay sick now that i’ve reached my max out of pocket for sincerity this year, onto the prompt! doing something a little different this month to celebrate our anniversary, so you’ll have TWO OPTIONS for the word count portion of the challenge (you’re welcome, wordy besties lmao) — just be sure to specify which one you’re using in your entry (and yes, you can submit multiple fics if you want to try both)

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‘one’ | 111 OR 1,111 words

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your hair looks great today

- wynn 🦇

[inlovewithpandora]

ᥫ᭡ — Reflection

Artists — Young!Jake x fem!Omatikaya!reader

Kinktober Prompt — Day 18・Mirrior Sex

Genre — Oneshot

Lyrics — Jake wanted to try something different so one day he brought you to the lab and introduced you to what a mirror was and how it can be used.

Music Advisory — avatar 2009 based, light fluff, smut, porn w/ [small] plot, p in v, [slight] queue pulling, spanking [twice], daddy kink [once], light choking, [ You are responsible for your own consumption! 17+ ]

Index — karyu - teacher・tewng - loincloth

Duration — 1.3k words

Words from Artist — This is my first kinktober prompt to be posted so I hope you all enjoy! As always feel free to send in requests and comment/reblog what you think about the fic!

Current Platforms — kinktober m.list・main m.list ・avatar taglist

When Jake came to live among your clan, both of you instantly gravitated toward each other. Mo’at assigned you to be his karyu so you could show him the ways of the Omatikaya and you were more than happy to do it. The more you taught him your native tongue or helped him master the ability to hunt by placing your hand on his abdomen to remind him to breathe as he learned how to use a bow, the more you were brought closer to each other.

Maybe too close though given you ended up dating.

You and Jake either spent your time frolicking around the forest, riding your ikrans under the moonlight, or in your marui. One time however, Jake wanted to spice things up and try something different, so he brought you to the lab. As you walked around, looking at all the human technology, you were amazed by the fact that they created all of these different things. When he finished giving you a tour of the lab, he took you to his room.

Your eyes roamed the foreign space until they landed on something you’ve never seen before. “Jake, what is that?” You asked as you inspected it with a puzzled look.

“It’s a mirror.” He simply answered as he grabbed your hand and placed you in front of it while towering behind you with his hands resting on your hips, as he watched your childlike curiosity wander.

“Does it do anything like the other human things?” You pressed your finger against the glass, trying to see if any words or images will pop up like when Jake was showing you how computers work.

Watching you continually tap the mirror made a chuckle emerge from his lips. “No, it simply shows you your reflection.” You stopped what you were doing and took a moment to fully look at yourself in the mirror. You’ve never been able to see a clear representation of your reflection since the Na’vi didn’t have anything like this, so seeing your body this way was different.

As your eyes wandered your body in awe at the fact that you could see yourself so clearly, Jake’s hands began to roam your body. His arm wrapped around your waist, pressing you against his body while his other hand toyed with the strings of your tewng.

“You’re so beautiful, baby, you know that?” He murmured softly, nuzzling his face into your neck and placing soft kisses along your skin. As you melted under his touch, loving the way he was showering you with affection, you could feel his lips press against the rim of your ear. “I wanna try somethin’ new, you cool with that?” He questioned in a husky tone, sending chills down your spine.

The way his voice hit your ears and his hands finding solace on every one of your erogenous zones made a heat pool between your thighs. At first, you didn’t know what he had in mind but when you felt his hard bulge against the swell of your ass followed by a low groan, you understood exactly what he was implying. You nodded your head in response, making a tsk sound fall from Jake’s lips as he shook his head. “I need words, it’s the only way I can give you what you want.”

“Yes, I want to try something new.” You answered in a soft and gentle manner. By the time you finished your sentence, Jake’s tewng was at his feet and he was working on getting yours discarded. He hurriedly pulled the strings to your bra top and tewng and a few moments later, both articles of clothing were crashing down onto the floor.

“Bend over f’me.” His hand glided across your back, guiding you forward, making you become face to face with your reflection. In the mirror, you could see a small smirk on Jake’s face as he lined up his cock with your entrance. He spat on his shaft before slowly sliding in, mumbling curse words at how wet and tight you were. “Drippin’ already and we just gettin’ started.” He flushed against you, going at a slow and steady pace so you could adjust to his size and once you gave him the green light, he began rutting into you, snaking his arm around your neck from behind. He had a secure yet comfortable hold on your neck, angling your head so you could look at how good he fucked you through the mirror.

When you felt him bottom out, his tip continuously pressing against your g-spot, feeling his strong thighs slamming against your ass, a series of moans passed through your lips. “Mmm, Ja-Jake!” His powerful thrusts were making your brain fuzzy, the only thoughts you could process were how good Jake was making you feel, how he was filling you up to the brim, making sure you took every single inch of him.

“Yeah, that’s it doll, let everyone hear how I’m tearin’ this pussy up.” He unwrapped his arm from your neck and placed both hands on your shoulders, increasing to a relentless speed, pounding into you with long, deep strokes, making your body shudder as your skin slapped together rhythmically.

“W-wait, M’Jake, sl-slow down.” The pressure from him hitting your cervix at the perfect angle was making your body quiver, the pleasure surged through your body and it was hard for you to keep up your strength.

Jake could feel you fluttering around his cock, a common tell that you were about to come. His gaze moved to your face, noticing how your head hanging down, making him plant a hard slap on your ass. “Nuh uh, I need you to look at how pretty you are as you take this dick.” He took your queue and wrapped his hand around it, pulling it just enough so you can lift your head.

Feeling the sting from his hand and the tug on your queue made a whimper emerge from your mouth as you focus on the reflection in front of you like Jake wants you to. The way your breasts were moving at their own pace, how Jake’s face contorted from pleasure each time your walls spasmed around him, and how Jake’s fingers sometimes lightly brushed the tendrils of your queue resulted in your orgasm hitting you full force.

Your gummy walls gripped him tightly as you felt the coil in your stomach snap. Sweet cries flied out of your mouth as your release coated his cock and stomach while your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you shouted out curse words in your native tongue as your body trembled under his touch.

“Yeah, that’s it baby, cream on daddy’s dick.” He sent another slap to your ass, still keeping his steady pace, groaning at how your cunt was eating his cock up.

It wasn’t long before you felt his cock twitching inside you, painting your walls with his warm seed and not pulling out until he was certain every drop of his semen had reached your womb. He gave you one last stroke before he pulled out, already missing your warmth surrounding him. He admired the fucked out look plastered on your face, loving how well you did, especially with something you’ve never done before.

“You were so good for me, sweetheart. You took me s’well.” He gently praised as he stood and picked you up bridal style, placing a kiss on your temple. “Let's get cleaned up and then we’ll go back into the forest. How does that sound?” You laid your head onto his chest and couldn’t help but purr, loving the way you just melted into his embrace. “Sounds perfect.”

Previous Song

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[tj-dragonblade]

Dreamling Fic Masterpost

In honor of Dreamling Week, here's an updated masterpost of everything I've written for them so far, split into SFW and NSFW. Each section is arranged oldest to newest. Links go to Tumblr posts, and each Tumblr fic post has the direct AO3 link also.

You can also find me HERE on AO3.

(Read More for length so it's not ridiculous when pinned)

💕🌼The Fluff and Assorted Other Offerings🌦️❤️‍🩹 If it's rated M there is a brief spicy passage somewhere in the fic but not enough to warrant the full E

Use Your Words Rated T, ~2500 words Hob finds mistletoe hung in the bar. Dream is. Insistent. That they adhere to tradition.

Old Acquaintance Rated G, ~800 words It’s New Year’s Eve at the New Inn, and Dream and Hob are on the same page

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: velvet Rated G, 165 words One of Hob's favorite things about Dream

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: memory Rated G, ~230 words Dream is distracted by a memory

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: thread Rated G, ~200 words Hob loves his grey hair

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: daydream Rated T, ~800 words Hob's daydreams are not the only distracting ones

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: enthusiasm Rated G, ~200 words Enthusiasm is one of Hob's defining traits

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: trust Rated T, ~1500 words Dream finds Hob cooking for him (aka The Spicy Omelettes one)

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: grass Rated G, ~330 words A date in Fiddler's Green

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: fireplace Rated G, ~170 words Generic hearth metaphor

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: strong Rated T, ~3400 words Dream helps a drunken Hob get home (aka The Drunken Confessions one)

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: teach Rated T, ~520 words Dream teaches Hob how to summon him; self-immolation discouraged

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: vague Rated M, 465 words Sometimes Dream speaks vaguely. Sometimes he is Very Direct

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: glasses Rated T, ~330 words Sometimes Hob wears Glasses

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: yesterday Rated G, ~470 words Time works different in the Dreaming

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: recovery Rated T, ~2900 words Dream is dating; Hob works hard to just be a good friend while watching it fall apart (aka The Thessaly Breakup fic)

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: friend Rated T, ~1800 words Dream contemplates friendship, Hob, and the blurring of boundaries

In the Morning Light Rated T, ~1960 words Dream visits Hob on a rainy morning

Anticipation Rated T, ~700 words Dream chooses Hob’s Halloween costume (spoiler alert: it's the Wavemother's robe from BG3)

Untitled Knight Hob/King Dream Scene Rated M, ~1300 words A synopsis-plus-scene-draft of a potential Knight Hob and King Dream AU that in all likelihood I will never actually go back to, but I like what's here so it goes on the masterlist

The Keeper and the Traveler Rated G, ~1700 words Not-Exactly-Human AU. A campfire folktale about finding what you didn’t know you were searching for, or something like that. Inspired by Nightwish's 'The Islander'

I've Got My Love to Keep Me Warm Rated M, ~6900 words It’s winter in London and Hob is interested in sharing various cold-weather human experiences with his distinctly-not-human boyfriend

Shampoo Rated G, ~550 words Fluffbruary 2024 prompt 'Scent'. Big changes also mean small changes, and sometimes a loss can bring gain as well

London Fog Rated M, ~3500 words Sequel to Caribbean Sunset. Human AU. Dream does his best to ignore Possibilities while he copes with returning from holiday

Before I Go Rated G, ~850 words Fluffbruary 2024 prompt 'Evening'. A Season-of-Mists-style leave-taking visit, some time later in their relationship

Vogue Rated M, ~750 words Fluffbruary 2024 prompt 'Photography'. Human AU. Dream comes home and Hob greets him with a camera.

☂️The Umbrella Boys series, a Human AU☂️ A Sweet Romance Beginning in a Queue Rated T, ~4500 words 🎶Bus stop, wet day, he’s there, I say, ‘Please share my umbrella’🎶 Love Rain Down On Me Rated M, ~2300 words 5 times those Three Little Words go unspoken, and one time they do not.

Chaos and Calm Rated G, ~1550 words Searching for rain boots and meeting friends in the park. No real plot, just meandering domestic parenting vibes.

🔥🌶️The Spice and the Smut🌶️🔥 (aka The Stuff You Hide in the Pantry at Work For) 😉😘

Fluffbruary 2023 Prompt: snack Rated E, ~1800 words Hob comes home to find Dream waiting from him in the traditional murder-widow robe

Built For You Rated E, ~820 words Hob questions Dream on some particulars of his waking world anatomy

Insatiable Rated E, ~3100 words Dream gets rimmed and railed within an inch of his life

Of Cutoff Shorts and Classic Cars Rated E, ~4300 words Hob has made some very distinct wardrobe choices on a hot day. Dream approves.

Little Indulgences Rated E, ~1000 words A spot of fun with lingerie and sex toys

Caribbean Sunset Rated E, ~5500 words Human AU. Hob hooks up with a beautiful stranger on a Caribbean cruise

My Song Can But Borrow Your Grace Rated E, ~6800 words Fanfic for Flatter the Mountain Tops by Teejaystumbles (linked in the post). Dragon AU. Hob wants Dream in dragon form to fuck him while he stays in human form; Dream is beginning to see there’s more to it than just a size kink.

Appreciation Rated E, ~4300 words Sequel to Anticipation. Hob wears the costume (the Wavemother's Robe from BG3); Dream has his fun.

On the Edge of a Waking Dream Rated M, ~3900 words Monsterfucktober Bingo Square 'Ghost'. Human AU. Dream never believed in ghosts until his boyfriend became one

The Beauty of the Beast Rated E, ~3100 words Monsterfucktober Bingo Square 'Were-creature'. Recently-turned werewolf Hob wants to protect Dream from this new side of him. Dream is. Not interested in being protected.

Ambrosia Rated E, ~4000 words An exercise in celebrating the human messiness (and messy humanness) that Dream finds so attractive in Hob

Customer Service Rated E, ~4500 words For the Dreamling Week 2024 June 5 prompt 'Dirty'. Human AU. Mechanic Hob's just trying to fix the rich guy's Porsche but the rich guy is looking at Hob like he's a five-course meal

[jetii]

Jetii's 500 Follower Celebration

Hello there! I'm so grateful for all the love I've received since joining the TCW/TBB fandom a few months ago, and to celebrate my follower milestone, I'm temporarily reopening my requests. 💙

I tend to write a lot, and I put a lot of time into everything I post, so the window to submit an ask will be relatively brief to give me enough space to work.

Request List | Masterlist

The Rules:

Pick a number from this NSFW list or create your own prompt (SFW or NSFW)

Pick any clone from TCW or TBB (even if I haven’t written them before)

Mind my request guidelines and please let me know if your request is NSFW or SFW

Submit your request to my inbox between September 16 – September 26

Reblog the request when you see it's posted! Reblogging a post is the best way to support creators and ensure that they keep creating, even if it's just a blind reblog.

Multiple requests are allowed, requests with multiple prompts are allowed. Feel free to add as much or as little detail as you want in addition to the prompt. Also open to writing sequels to any of my existing works if you’re into that sort of thing!

Since this is a follower celebration, you should be following me and have interacted with at least one of my works in the past. I will check. I'm allowing anon requests for now, but it is easier for me if I can DM you about it if I have questions.

No guarantees on how long it’ll actually take me to fulfill your request or if I’ll be able to fulfill it at all. Sometimes it takes days and sometimes months, inspiration is a cruel and fickle mistress. I reserve the right to delete your request if I’m not vibing with it or it doesn’t follow my guidelines.

All fics will be added to a separate masterlist, and I’ll be posting a request queue soon so there’s some visibility. Happy requesting! 🤞

[soaps-mohawk]

Good morning starshines the earth says hello 🌞

(Unless it's not morning for you then you just get a hello 😂)

I kid, anyway I have returned from my break. I am a bit exhausted from yesterday, but I am alive.

Some updates:

I have become an outsidey person because we still don't have AC (have not even had someone come out to look at it yet)

I got quite a bit of writing done over these last couple weeks (because I don't know how much I'll get done next week) no I will not be posting chapters early you must suffer

Despite the "official" list not being out I have started on Kinktober fics (made my own list based off repeat prompts from previous years and also a handful of my own)

I will be very busy next week so I may go radio silent. I am fine just probably irritable because I'm very overstimulated.

My dog is still very cute

I am still very much in love with one Kyle Gaz Garrick and I will continue to make it everyone's problem

Uh...I'm running out of things to say.

I had a dream I got stung by a bee last night.

Anyway, I'll be going through asks today and I think I have some stuff left in my drafts to queue up. So it's good to "see" everyone again and I hope you all have a lovely day/night/whatever it is for you 💚💚

[yearninqheart]

fine line

We’ll be a fine line, we’ll be alright.

pairing: regulus black x reader

word count: 2.6k

tags: gender-neutral!reader, non-magic/muggle au, exes to lovers—technically, some angst, some fluff, reader is mentioned to be sick, sort of implies player!reg, trust fund kid!reg, potter!reader (the occupation, not the surname)

warnings: Walburga Black gets her own warning (briefly mentioned), mentions of eating, not proofread sorry. lmk if i missed anything please!

notes: let’s not talk about how i dipped after posting two sandman fics and a (now cancelled) series master for c!w*lbur i never even posted chapter one for. but anyways, heyy how’ve y’all been?? <3 if you follow my main this isn’t even the fic i’ve been talking about, technically. i have a longer reg fic in the works that i hope to finish one day atp lmao. let me know what you think of this fic in the meantime though, i’m apologize for my rusty writing this is more so a writing practice for me but i did have this prompt in my notes for a while so, here she is!

"It took you long enough." Regulus said with a huff, hand still midair about to knock before you had swung the door open, which leads you to the situation you were now thrust into: your ex-boyfriend standing in your doorway with bags of groceries and takeout in hand.

"Regulus I'm really-" He barely lets you speak before easily letting himself in, setting the bags onto your countertops as he began preparing whatever it was he had bought. "Not in the mood right now..."

Seeing as he's already throwing ingredients into one of your pots, there would be no use in even trying to get him to leave so you shut the door behind you and decided to take a seat at the island, watching as he worked. However, the moment you even took a step forward he was setting down the knife and urging you to go to bed.

"You need to rest, I don't care how much sleep you say you got, you need more. Go. I'll leave some tea by your nightstand." Was all he said before guiding you back to your room and closing the door, barely letting you face him before the door closed, leaving you with too many thoughts when all your body wanted was to curl back into bed. And given that Regulus was seemingly going to be making dinner, there was really no reason to not listen to him. 

When you woke up again, who knows how many hours later, you found a cup of tea by your nightstand as promised, steam coming off the top of it as you took a sip. It briefly brought a small smile to your face before you remembered who exactly it was that put it there.

You felt much better as you got out of bed, taking a moment to stretch before walking towards the hallway where Regulus' voice was slightly muffled due to the soft music he had left on in the background. It was a song you had once loved and played whenever Regulus came over for dinner after work. It's been a while since he's last entered your home as your boyfriend, but he seems content to live in ignorance bliss whenever he comes over-oftentimes unannounced and/or invited —and the song just so happens to appear in the queue.

Your current relationship with Regulus was complicated. The two of you had broken up nearly five months ago, putting an end to a three year relationship that was going seemingly well. One would've thought such a sudden break would cause a rift between you two (it was what you were hoping for anyways) but it appears that Regulus doesn't seem to care. You're certain he's doing it out of spite, but another part of you hopes that there's more to his actions than simply 'spite". It wasn't easy choosing to end such a perfect relationship after all, much less your choice.

As you entered the kitchen, you were met with Regulus' back as he hunched over your countertop, focused on cutting the tomatoes just right even though he knows you hate them (he says it helps with the flavour and you agree, but that doesn't stop you from hating them). You watch as he finishes prepping the food, moving effortlessly around your kitchen to find the exact items he needs. Everything is still where they were when you kicked him out five months ago, and he knows you well enough that that'll never change.

"The salt's on the table."

Except for the salt and pepper, since you were too lazy to put it back after using them last night.

"Good Morning sunshine." He joked, enjoying the way your eyes rolled at the stupid nickname as you stepped towards him.

"Whatcha making?"

"Stew. It just needs to simmer a bit more so that the vegetables cook. Do you want to freshen up while I finish up here?"

You give him a nod, your body stiffening when the normalcy between you makes you forget that you're no longer dating and you catch yourself almost leaning forward to rest your chin on his shoulder. Too embarrassed to even look up at him, you quickly ran off to your bathroom before he could say another word.

By the time you were back, Regulus was just done setting up the dinner table. A part of you hated how you left his spot vacant even after all that's happened. You were in a new city starting anew, you didn’t need a second sea at your dinner table. However, the other part seemed to enjoy how naturally Regulus filled that spot, both the seat across from yours at the table and your home in general. Despite your numerous attempts of trying to push him out of your life he has simply refused and made it apparent he was staying in your life one way or another. Whether that be as your lover or a friend, he was there to stay.

"Dinners ready!" He hummed, catching your attention as he nodded towards your seat.

He was going to turn in the direction opposite of the table but upon noticing your silence, understood and added, "I'll join you in a sec, just going to put these dishes in the sink."

That seemed to be all you needed to hear as you took your seat at the small dinner table, waiting patiently as Regulus allowed the dishes to soak before wiping down the countertops then joining you at the table.

The meal, aside from simple requests of can you pass me some napkins and where's the salt, was silent. Music that you are now certain is playing from the playlist you made after he had moved into the apartment was still playing in the background and brought forth a wave of nostalgia you didn't think you'd get. The normalcy of it all was frustrating however, and you didn't mean to slam your spoon onto the table but he didn't even appear to be fazed by your sudden outburst. It was about time this happened. 

"Why do you keep doing this?" You asked, watching as he simply continues to finish his stew, refusing to look you in the eyes for once.

"Doing what?"

"This!" You gestured around you exaggeratedly. "Visiting me still, cooking for me, keeping me company. We broke up already, Regulus."

"I know." Came his response.

"So why do you keep showing up?" There was no malice to your question. No venom coated words or sharp tongue, only pure curiosity seeing as you've raked your mind for months wondering why he wasn't leaving you alone despite all your efforts.

For a moment, Regulus remained quiet. He didn't look up at you nor did he say a word, slowly finishing his stew and wiping his mouth before setting the plate aside to finally look at you.

"Why are you so persistent we distance ourselves?"

You almost scoffed at his question. For one, you two were now no longer dating, so why continue to see each-other as often as you did whilst dating. Secondly, neither of you will be able to properly heal and move on if the very person you've chosen to leave is still in your everyday life. And thirdly… his mother.

Walburga Black is the wife of a wealthy man in London. Wealthy enough that she was able to fund your entire move to Scotland where she had hoped would be far enough for Regulus to leave you alone and also powerful enough that she was able to even achieve that wish in the first place. The relocating part at least it seems. She had given you a generous job offering for a company she had connections to. It paid better than your job back home and allowed you some extra cash so that you wouldn’t be living paycheck to paycheck. All she asked of you was to ‘leave Regulus alone’. 

Obviously you had refused at first, but with a status like hers and the connections she had, it would not be worth going against her. A week after her initial offer, you had agreed to her deal with a sullen mood as she transferred an additional cheque to your account for ‘being so understanding’. You bit your tongue and simply thanked her before being escorted out of her office and to the car waiting outside. Regulus was currently on a trip to New York, so by the time he landed your cell would be deactivated and your apartment would be bare, leaving behind no traces of you or your relationship for him to hold. 

“This will be better for him.” Walburga had told you. “If there’s no traces of you ever being there, it’ll be easier for him to move on. We don’t need him clinging onto the past now do we?” 

You had agreed, because what else were you to do? 

Even you had assumed Regulus would stay in London. He had everything there, why throw it all away? But it appears that both you and his mother underestimated his dedication–although it is what continues to confuse you every time you see his face. 

"Why did you come all the way here?" Your voice was so soft he almost had to strain to hear you. "You had everything back home, why did you abandon it all just to come here? Don’t you miss your old lifestyle?"

The way he was looking at you made you feel like the answer was blatantly obvious. His brows were furrowed as he tilted his head sideways, appearing to be carefully choosing his next words before sitting up on his chair, letting his elbows rest on the table as the next song started to play from the speaker.

"I had everything back in London because I had you. What good is anything back there if you're suddenly on a train heading north?"

There it was, the confirmation you had both been dreading and waiting to hear since you stepped foot into your new apartment.

"But your mother-"

"Bought us a nice apartment to live in, I know. Such a sweet parting gift don't you think?"

You could almost laugh, had it not been for how hard your heart was pounding at the confirmation you had been waiting to hear for so long. Ironic how despite practicing how you would react when the time came you were now rendered frozen as you tried to come to terms with the fact that it finally happened.

"Regulus," You started but he cut you off by calling your name and for the first time in five months, he looked just like your Reg. He looked at you as if it hasn't been the most excruciating five months for you both, with such a tender and sweet expression you could almost melt.

You had expected the worst. Had practiced your defences for when the fight would occur but it never had the chance to bloom. Instead of getting upset, Regulus simply placed your hands in his, a thumb smoothing over the tops of your knuckles before speaking.

"Perhaps I did have everything," He began. "But I don't know why you subconsciously view me as the kind to even care if I inherit the company or not. They could give it all to the intern for all I care and I'd let them. They can take my name off their will, take back my cards and properties too and it wouldn’t even matter to me."

He saw you open your mouth to speak and cut you off before a sound could even pass your lips.

"I love you." He reminded you for the first time in five months. "I love you, even if it means I am no longer an heir to a multimillion company and my family hates me. Truly I don't care for them if the answer has always been you."

It was almost deafening how hard your heart was pounding, threatening to burst out of your chest any second now if you didn't calm down but how could you possibly do that? How could you even think to calm down when he’s just confessed his love for you at the expense of everything he’s ever known and had. 

Regulus did not say anything further, instead letting you take it all in as he hummed softly along to music while his thumb continued to run over the ridges of your knuckles.

After a moment, he brought your hands towards his face and pressed a kiss to it before clasping his other hand around your own. "I thought I was pretty forward to everyone about my affections towards you, was I not clear enough?" He mumbled quietly.

He was. Upon his first time meeting you, there was a visible shift in his attitude which all of his friends had quickly noticed. He'd decline offers of going out in favour for a quiet dinner at his penthouse with you, cancel on clubbing because you wanted to explore the waterfront when you couldn't sleep at night, he even took up pottery classes since you worked at a studio nearby his apartment and it would mean Regulus could be in your presence for longer, even if he would be bailing on a flight to Paris that his friends had invited him to.

(He thought they would get the hint that he no longer cared for partying but instead began inviting you to come along as well after he introduced you to them.

Regulus had quickly shut them down, though that didn't stop Mary from giving you her number so that you could make plans later.)

All to say that not once since you met him, did Regulus make it unknown or unclear that he was utterly in-love with you. So why did you doubt him when his mother sent you away?

His mother was the simple answer. But as he encouraged you to elaborate, Walburga turned out to only play a fraction of that fear. It was the thought of ripping him from the lifestyle he knew and was accustomed to, from the title and norms he's been raised to adhere to. Sure Walburga was also terrifying, but more so was the thought that Regulus would be throwing away all he ever knew just because of a little crush. 

Business meetings since he was a child, attending galas dressed to the nines with a flock of eligible girls hanging off his arm, fancy dinner parties in different cities every night–if not the most exclusive in the city for when he decides to stay home–was nowhere close to your everyday life. In all honesty, your paths were probably never meant to cross but somehow managed to intertwine at just the right moment, for the love of your life to be here with you now. Now you understand however, that despite the differences in your upbringing and previous lifestyle, this is what he now wants–a simple, easy lifestyle with his lover by his side. 

"I'm sorry." You apologized with a sigh, finally feeling the defeat of the act you've put up since Walburga got into your head about "tarnishing his image".

"Why are you apologizing, love?" A hand came up to hold your cheek, while the other drew comforting circles on top of your own.

"For listening to your mother?" You offered with a short laugh although it didn't quite reach your eyes. It never did whenever his mother was the topic. He couldn't blame you, but that was now in the past.

"Forget her, we'll be alright now."

taglist, lmk if you want to be added/removed! @retvenkos @with-love-anu @screennamealreadyused @princekooks @jackys-stuff-blog

[fellowshipofthefics]

Happy AU-gust, Fellowship! ☀️

Can you believe we're already approaching the end of summer? Neither can we! We just really couldn't pass up on the opportunity to use AU for the month of AUgust, so here we are! Another fun trope/AU mashup with some fun dialogue prompts!

The AU's and prompts are listed under the cut, mix and match them as you see fit! Or let your followers send in different combinations they'd like to see! Go crazy with it!

Character(s) + AU + Dialogue Prompt = your story!

We want to see your creativity, which comes in a variety of forms! Whether you write 100 words, or 1000+ words, we want to see it, so be sure to tag #fotfics and drop your stories into our queue

Type of AU (trope)

Royalty

Enemies to lovers

Coffee Shop

Poorly timed confession

Social Media

Coworkers

Soulmate

Mythical creatures

Assassin AU

One bed

Fairytale

Mechanic AU

School/University

Science Fiction

Sick Fic

Criminal

Locked in a room

Single Parent

Mutual pining

Meet cute

Dialogue

"Don't explain, just leave."

"You're not my favorite person."

"Maybe next time."

"I'm going to close my eyes and pretend that didn't happen."

"Why didn't you say so!"

"That's not what I was expecting you to say."

"Are you very sure?"

"What's the next step?"

"I'm getting tired of that question."

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Oh, you ARE strong."

"You have yet to prove me guilty."

"At this point, you can only impress me."

"Not once did I stop loving you."

"You don't have to leave."

"Let me help you with that."

"Make me."

"Are you mad at me?"

"Please, I need this."

"Just go back to bed."

[keru0]

Tickletober 2024

Day 3: Reward

Lee!Thoma x Ler!Ayato

IM FINALLY NOT SICK!! And I'm stupid and never queue fics mhich means I'll be posting 3 prompts a day until i catch up (2ish days i think?)!! Anyways, this one was fun to write, I love these two idiots.

Quick warning for sugge$tive themes!!

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“I won, Thoma~” A certain commissioner purred, leaning into another certain retainer at Komore Teahouse, the strawberry-blond fighting the urge to regurgitate whatever the hell it was he just put in his mouth. 

“M-my Lord, what was that?!” He said aghast, a grimace on his green face as he downed the blue-haired man’s sweet-tasting boba.

“Oh, just some lavender melon mixed with sauerkraut from your homeland…and some slime concentrate.” Ayato smirked, biting his lip to hide his urge to giggle at his lover’s repulsed expression.

“Ugh, Archons why- why would you mix those together?!” He asked with wide eyes and a hand covering his mouth, an astonished laugh leaving his lips as he did so.

“Because it’s supposed to be a challenge, Thoma. There’s nothing challenging about eating a normal hotpot.” He chuckled, rubbing the other’s rumbling stomach through his thin black t-shirt. “Now, I’m the winner, so~”

“Yeah, yeah, you want your reward…” Thoma sighed with a fond smile, a blush already creeping over his cheeks. “Where this time, Ayato?”

The man in question took his sweet time deciding that very important question. Last week he raked his nails over the other’s feet for quite a while, just a few days ago he tormented the other’s pits for almost half an hour, and last night he paid much attention to his muscular thighs. Now, though, he wanted to see his toned muscles – it was quite rare for the commissioner to be able to spend a good amount of time with them other than during activities that were far more risque. “Shirt off, Thoma~” He sang, kissing the other’s cheek.

Thoma sighed, the blush on his face deepening as he shrugged off his outerwear before beginning to peel off the tight shirt, his lover watching intently, biting his lip as he watched the show.

Tossing his wardrobe to the side, the shorter man laid across Ayato’s lap, a hand clutching the fancy robe he wore as the reddening skin creeped down to his chest, his master laughing fondly.

“Why are you always so shy, Thoma? You have an amazing body – nothing to be ashamed about, that’s for sure. Besides, I’ve seen far more-”

“E-enough!” Thoma shouted, covering his face with his hands and groaned. “Just get it over with already.”

The Yashiro commissioner laid a hand on the toned muscle of the soft stomach in his lap, running his hand back and forth to feel the soft skin, as well as the few scars littered here and there. “Oh no, I plan on taking my sweet time, thank you very much. It’s rare to see you this vulnerable.” He chuckled, taking one of Thoma’s hands to kiss the back of it. “Now…”

And then he attacked, his well kept nails lightly fluttering and scratching over the muscles, the man counted each individual one as he did so. “So strong!” He praised, “Onnne, twooo, three…”

The blond was a giggling mess almost immediately, hands slammed onto his blushing face in order to hide from his tormentor. “Ahahahyatohoho! Dohohon’t tehehehease!” He whined.

“But you’re so adorable! And handsome. And strong. And pretty and beautiful.” Ayato never let up, punctuating each statement with a tweak to the other’s side as he laughed along with him fondly. Surely this little reward wouldn’t last more than fifteen minutes, but then again, no one’s keeping track of the time – definitely not Ayato, at least.

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Hi! I’m currently reading my way through all of your IronStrange fics (it’s 12:08 am and I have No Regrets) and would like to place a request/prompt

Maybe Stephen walking in to find Engendering TM has gone wrong for Peter and Tony? One of them could be stuck to the ceiling or covered in fire extinguisher spray

I’m glad you’ve been enjoying the fics! 😀 

I've skipped ahead a bit in my queue. There were a couple before this that needed some extra thought.

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Stephen opens a portal to the hallway outside the lab. Experience has taught him never to portal directly into the lab. Not when Peter and Tony are in there together.

Tony isn’t actually as reckless in the lab as most might think. Not when they aren’t in the middle of a crisis. After all, if he destroys something, he’s only making more work for himself. And Peter does actually take lab safety lectures to heart, most of the time. It’s just that when you put them together, they feed each other’s excitement until they both forget about being careful.

FRIDAY hadn’t called him to cancel his date with Tony, which is promising, but certainly not a guarantee that today’s lab session has avoided disaster. Readying himself to conjure a shield, Stephen carefully approaches the glass doors. They open as normal, and there’s no fire or shrapnel, but something still feels off. For one thing, it’s too quiet.

Stephen looks around, but doesn’t see either Tony or Peter. He frowns. Then the Cloak taps him on the shoulder and gestures toward the ceiling with one corner. Stephen looks up.

“Hey, Doctor Strange,” Peter says sheepishly, waving at him. He’s sitting on the ceiling almost normally, except for the massive glob of web fluid that’s encasing his right hand, sticking it firmly to the ceiling.

“Peter,” Stephen says, a little relieved. “Testing out a new formula?”

“Yeah. Longer lasting stickiness. The solvent is over there.” Peter points at one of the lab benches.

“Next time maybe keep it on you,” Stephen says dryly. He looks around, eventually spotting Tony, in the armor, wedged between a couple of support beams. He looks like the webfluid was misted over him, and it’s gummed him up between the beams quite thoroughly. “You couldn’t blast your way out?”

“Why do structural damage when it’s going to dissolve on its own?” Tony says philosophically. 

Stephen shakes his head and retrieves the solvent, tossing it up to Peter since his hands are free. “I know you’re tempted to wait and see how long it holds you both,” Stephen says, then turns his attention to Tony, “but we have a date tonight.”

“I didn’t forget!” Tony protests quickly.

Stephen smiles. Of course he forgot. Tony loses track of everything when he’s deep in the engineering zone. That’s why Stephen comes to pick him up on these days. But all he says is, “You’ve got half an hour to get free and get ready.”

As unusual as it is, this has become very much part of their routine.

Stephen kind of loves it.