#longish fic

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

DC

midnight sun by merils

Who would win: four men with guns who just happened to get Red Robin to walk into a trap, or one royally-pissed Kryptonian juggernaut?

Yeah, it's not even a contest.

reasons are better than rules by destiny919

"No one will actually explain Father's rules to me," Damian blurts out. "They tell me we don't kill, and killing is wrong, and Father would never do it, but no one ever actually says why! As if repeating the rule is the same as explaining it! As if I am supposed to just know, when I do not!"

Drake is quiet, eyes on something in the distance that Damian cannot see. "Damian, may I tell you a secret?"

Marvel

Thirty Hours by polaroid15

The sun sets. Peter breaks three toes and hits his head hard against concrete. There’s a steadily bleeding wound in his side that he’s staunched with his webbing and tries not to acknowledge it when it burns. He can still walk in a straight line, which is good. He’s starving and tired and cold. It’s been fifteen hours.

Or, Peter doesn't take any breaks during a lengthy fight with the Avengers. The mind-melting fever that follows really should have been expected.

Clone Wars

An Hourglass In Hand by ecarian

“I thought daemons didn’t eat,” Rex noted once, during a celebration feast, as he and Cody watched Boga devour her meal with some fascination. Varactyl she may be, but she was a tiny one. There wasn't much interior space for the truly momentous amount of meat she was ripping into.

Boga daintily rubbed her beak against a folded serviette that looked kind of like a bird, and said, prim, “I can do anything a human can do.”

“Oh?” Obi-Wan said mildly, from where he’d been tapping at a datapad. “Shall I save you a portion of these reports then?”

Set My Mind at Ease by Eightbitpale

Marshal Commander Cody - clone commanding officer of the 7th Sky Corps, second in command of the 212th attack battalion and, currently, the proud caretaker of one still-warm lightsaber - was having a very long day.

Actually, fuck that. It had been more than a long day. Long days were Cody’s bread and butter, practically his comfort zone. Marshall Commander Cody ate stim shots for breakfast and every shiny this side of Coruscant knew it. Long days were his bitch.

No, this had been more than a long day. Today had been a bad day.

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The one where Cody and his general try their best to tell each other that they care. At least they’re trying.

Your Smile In Stone by ecarian

Wooley: can we arrest people for yelling this early?

There were two figures standing at the foot of General Kenobi's statue with their backs to Wooley, an adult with a hood, and a child with light hair. The child was pointing at a puddle of Temple tookas who were curled up in General Kenobi’s lap, lounging in the stone folds of his robes, the bend of his knee.

Wooley: belay that. Child nuisance.

The Goblin Emperor

Sweet Hope by baladric

Maia Drazhar arranges a festival, meets his gay aunt, falls in love with his secretary, and misses his mom through it all.

"In the way of true stories, there was no discernible beginning. Perhaps it had begun that first day, in the shabby receiving room at Edonomee; in the cockpit of the Radiance of Cairado; at the mooring mast of the Untheileneise Court, with that first smile.

The pith of the matter was that Maia Drazhar was wildly, tremulously in love, and love had made fools of much wiser men than he."

In All Its Forms by Anonymous

Before his father ruined everything, Nurevis Chavar only thought to introduce the new emperor to all the most beautiful things life could offer.

When he found himself free from relegation again after his father's death, would the emperor whose friendship he had sought so long ago wish his presence at court? And, if he could return to court, would his emperor wish his friendship again?

[runraerun]

For your wip game…. MERMAY!!!!! 👀👀👀

Ooooh I love my MerMay WIP so freaking much. Thank you so much for asking~🩵🧜‍♂️ here’s a snippet!

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Sometimes his mother would even bring back humans—dead ones, of course. One’s that she’s lured to the water's edge with her siren's song before pulling them under and holding them tight until the bubbles stop coming out of their noses and mouths.

Females need their meat to survive—males don’t. His sharp claws and teeth are only to crack shells and defend territories, while the females’ attributes are more equipped for the seduction, luring, and the breaking of the bodies of human men. To mate with them, if they wanted to.

Billy knows this is how he came to be; his mother sang her song to some dumb human who fell face first into the waves, then she’d drug him down to their cove and meticulously tore him open in order to fertilize her eggs. So far, Billy was the only offspring she’d bothered to hatch. He had wondered more times than he can count if maybe she’d only kept him around as long as she did to alleviate her own loneliness.

And even though his mother seemed perpetually disappointed over the fact, Billy’s always been sort of relieved to have been born a male. Because the truth is… he likes the humans. Likes the strange things they drop, likes to way they ride on waves, and then he likes to watch the way they kick and flailing their skinny limbs when they get knocked, trying to stay afloat. Humans are endlessly amusing—Billy’s glad he doesn’t need to consume their flesh.

It seems like something akin to fate that Billy would find his mate in a human.

[sashiavi]

I'm sorry lovies uni is kicking my butt rn I'm on that grind 😔

[unknowndrone]

I’m Not Smiling

Yelena Belove X Fem! Reader

Warning: Mild language

Prompt: hi! can I have some yelena X fem!reader action? maybe something like yelena likes r and natasha accidentally makes yelena blurt it out in front of r without noticing? thanks

WC: 1.5k

Originally posted by kevinfeiges

I don’t own these Marvel characters.

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Yelena wasn’t really known for understanding her feelings. At such as young age, she was practically trained to push away any connection she would and could have with other people. Natasha would be the exception because she had grown up with her. That’s why when she had joined that Avengers as another teammate, she wasn’t expecting to feel a “connection” between any other members. Well, until you had come around. You were someone to be interacted with at first sight. From what Yelena could observe, she notices how very much liked you were by the whole team, and from what Natasha has told her, you were practically the glue that held the team together. You were the only person in the whole team who has never gotten on anyone’s bad side and that was for good reason.

You were friendly with Yelena, clearly showing that you trusted her with your whole heart. You made it clear to her that you had no guards up against her, being as open as possible to whatever Yelena’s wants and needs were. For Yelena, this affection and care had hit her deep within her heart. You were a genuinely caring person, something that she had lacked so much growing up. And seeing the way you would always check up on her after a mission of hers or yours made her heart flutter and beat rapidly. When you two started having movie nights together, the way you laughed was starting to become music to her own ears.

Though her favorite nights were when you two would just sit in the living room and talk. The two of you would talk for hours. In the beginning, there was some distance between the two of you, but in less than six months, she was already laying on your lap as you gently brush the knots out of her hair. It was the best feeling for her, honestly. To feel every single bone in her body relax as you hold her this close. If she could stay in this moment forever she would. Maybe she could get that doctor guy to do it for her, just keep rewinding this moment so Yelena could have more time to gaze at the way your eyes light up, the way your lips curve into a smile, the way your eyebrows would furrow together and you’d make that cute confused look on your face.

It was after a mission when Natasha had confronted Yelena. Before you had left for your mission earlier, Natasha had witnessed Yelena almost attack Wanda because apparently “playing as a couple” during a mission was considered “unprofessional” by Yelena’s standards. If it weren’t for Wanda profusely telling Yelena that it was just a mission and you gripping Yelena’s arm to get her to calm down, Yelena would’ve possibly blown up the facility.

After giving Yelena time to cool down, which had taken a good couple of hours, Natasha had gone to confront her sister over the situation.

“There is nothing wrong,” Yelena argues.

“Really?” Natasha asks.

“Yes, I am perfectly fine,” Yelena replies harshly. She begins walking towards her sleeping quarters.

Before Yelena could hide her feelings in her room, Natasha grabs the assassins’ shoulder. “Hey! Let me go!”

“You were jealous,” Natasha concludes.

Yelena pauses for a moment. Of course. How could she not be jealous? Wanda gets to do a mission with you and she gets to spend extra time with you without the disturbance of the other Avengers. Just thinking about the two of you in the quinjet is almost enough to make her skin crawl.

Her mind snaps back from her reverie, seeing Natasha was still holding her arm, she yanks it away. It causes Natasha to laugh. “Oh my god, Lena, you’re so in love.”

“Am not!”

“Okay,” she says. “Picture Y/N smiling.“

Immediately your smile paints in Yelena’s head. The familiar curve of your lips invades her visions. Then, unconsciously, a small smile begins to form on her own lips.

“Yeah, you’re so in love,” Natasha repeats.

The smile leaves as quickly as it came as Yelena smacks Natasha’s shoulder. “You’re a piece of shit, you know that?” She hisses.

Natasha scoffs. She only took Yelena’s annoyance as a cue to keep pushing her sister’s buttons until she was ready to explode. “Then I guess you’d be fine thinking about Wanda and Y/N holding hands, eating dinner together after a long long day, sharing a bed because SHIELD is too poor to afford two twin beds-” Natasha could almost see Yelena’s ears turning red, the smoke ready to puff out, but she keeps talking, “and right there, Wanda would turn on her favorite show and the two of them would binge-watch the show-”

“The mission isn’t supposed to last more than four hours,” Yelena manages to huff, but her breath was uneven as she tries her best to maintain her composure.

“Ahh, I’m not finished. And Y/N would lay her head on Wanda’s shoulder. There would be no one there to interrupt them on this perfect night and-”

All fed up, Yelena throws her hands up, “fine! You know what! What if I am?” She says angrily. “I’m in love with Y/N! That’s what it is. I am so in love, you know that Natasha? For the first time in my life, I feel like I found someone who takes care of me, who genuinely wants to be around me without feeling like I’m a threat to them or feeling like they’re forced to be with me. Y/N is the reason why I feel so alive. Around her, I feel like I’m more than just my past and that I deserve everything good, so excuse me if someone tries to take that away from me. Does Wanda know what Y/N’s favorite food is? No. Does she know what Y/N’s favorite sleeping position is? No. Does she know that Y/N hates watching shows that last for more than 12 seasons? No! I do. I know that. Y/N is my gift, she is my world, not hers.”

Natasha’s eyes widen out of pure shock.

“What? Are you surprised that I finally admitted it? Or are you trying to think of something so you can make fun of me again-“

Natasha grabs Yelena’s shoulders before turning her around. Yelena could only feel her heart sink when she sees you standing there, after a long mission, eyes stunned. The two sisters don’t know what to say or do, so it was up to you to break the silence.

“Well, uh, I was just about to go to my room and-“

“How much did you hear?” Yelena asks, the feeling of numbness was growing more and more in her body.

“Right up to when you called Natasha ‘a piece of shit’,” you tell her.

Natasha could only do so much as to pat her sister’s shoulders before excusing herself out, letting Yelena deal with the situation. If this ends badly, Yelena was going to swear on her life that she would murder Natasha for what she had just done.

“Well, uh-“ she starts.

You muster a cough, rubbing the back of your neck nervously. “I would ask you if you meant it, but I think I know you well enough to know that-“

Yelena begins fumbling with her doorknob, wanting desperately to escape this situation. “I’m sorry, let’s just pretend you didn’t hear that.” Her palms were starting to shake, her body failing to keep her composure as her friendship was surely about to fall apart.

You let off a small chuckle, whether or not that was a good thing Yelena wouldn’t be able to tell. You gently place a hand over her’s effectively causing Yelena to stop shaking. Yelena looks up and you watch those beautiful green orbs staring back at you and you could clearly see her on the verge of breaking down if you don’t start talking.

“Yelena, you know I love you, too, right?”

Even the way you say ‘I love you’ was almost like a dream, to the point she can’t even tell if she heard you correctly.

“Lena-“ you say, squeezing her hand softly.

“Are you telling me the truth?” She asks.

The familiar smile grazes your lips and without giving her a second to think, you press your lips to her’s. Her body reacts unconsciously, her emotions guiding her to react as she kisses you back. Her eyes close, hand flying to your neck and pulling you closer to her.

When the two of you finally pull away, you let out a small laugh, as your thumb gently brushes her cheek. “Now I know why you were jealous when Wanda and I were going on that mission together.”

She pouts, leaning her head against yours as her eyes fall to the ground, “I would’ve been better at playing the role.”

“I know,” you comment. “Come on, let’s go watch a movie.”

Hand in hand the two of you move inside Yelena’s room. From outside the hallway, Wanda finds Natasha standing by the corner. A smile spreads on her face when she realizes that the plan had worked.

“I can’t believe that worked,” Natasha comments.

Wanda rolls her eyes, “your sister almost killed me.”

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Thanks for reading! More reposting on my end! I hope you have a great day/night, and may you always be safe! I’ll be here if you need me.

[konshokoentaiko]

Light and L grow up entwined in each other’s heads for six years, creating a tiny, fragile world for themselves alone. Eventually, they manage to make an unholy mess of things anyway.

(ch. 1)

for @lawlightweek2024 day 2: soulmates | star-crossed lovers

[benevolenterrancy]

I lied about posting art next, my bad. Someone on AO3 was asking me about how I plotted out my MASH/Torchwood crossover, so I said I'd drop a look at my planning doc, for anyone that wants to see what it looks like when I'm going full wall-of-red-string about a fic

I'm very visual, so I used colour-coded tables to help me keep track of things. I basically wanted to ensure I knew the BIG MAIN GOAL for both MASH and Torchwood, followed by the B and C plots that were happening at the same time. Once I knew what was the Main End Goal for everything, I then broke the plotlines down into the plot points that needed to happen to arrive at the End Goals without it feeling random. Then I just assembled those plot points together to ensure that pacing made sense and felt good. Obviously things changed a lot from a planning document and the ultimate end, but that's the gist of it.

[fluffydice]

Sudden conclusion jumpscare!!!

[misc-obeyme]

Damascus steel

Brain is thinking about damascus steel and MC pestering either the brothers or Solomon about obtaining like say for example a dagger made with it

- 🦊

That feels like something they could do easily. I mean, those guys are obviously loaded, but also I just think Solomon probably keeps stuff like that around anyway. I have a lil headcanon that he sort of obtains ancient relics of humanity and keeps them safe. So while I'm pretty sure damascus steel stuff is currently in production, it'd be cool if he just happened to have a really old one in his stash. Maybe even uses it for spells or chopping potion ingredients or something.

I think if MC asked, he'd have a spare one to give them.

[waitineedaname]

I need to bring my fucking Brand™️ to the mdzs fandom and write an aro fic

[courfee]

“I know it’s my fault!” James shouts, but Sirius is already leaving. “I know I fucked up, I’m not trying to find excuses, I’m just trying to figure out what went wrong!” And still Sirius doesn’t wait. Just like his brother, he doesn’t want to listen to James. With more force than necessary he throws the door shut after himself and leaves James more alone than he was before. He wants to hate Sirius in this moment. Maybe he does. Hates him for dragging him into this entire dilemma. Hates him for picking Regulus’ side, despite saying he wouldn’t be able to pick sides. Hates him for leaving. He wants to hate Regulus too, a little. For stealing James’ heart and then ensuring that James breaks it himself. But really, mostly James hates himself.

it's the penultimate chapter!! :)

[beesinspades]

I think. I'm really made more for short fics and one-shots than long fics 🥲

[liamlawsonlesbian]

must there be “plot”? is it not enough to have dialogue and feelings?

[that-tall-queer-bassist]

god, the desire to write a long fic versus knowing i can't right now and also remembering just how much stress my last "long" fic gave me

but it would be so cool

plagued by visions of what could be and yet cursed to never bring them into reality

[unknowndrone]

Begging To Stay

Lena Luthor x Fem!Reader

Pt 1

Prompt: Lena is trying to get used to being married to the reader in the new earth when she overhears reader being offered a chance to remember the other reader’s memories from Lena’s earth.

WC: 1.5k

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It was a strange reality for her to deal with, but nevertheless, she dealt with it. The two of you still shared the same bed from time to time, but the tension was still there. Granted that tension mainly came from Lena as opposed to you. But with time, Lena found herself slowly, but surely getting used to this new life. She learned not to blame this version of you for an event you were never even aware of. At the same time, she got used to you calling her ‘honey’ or ‘sweetie,’ a habit that you couldn’t get yourself out of. 

Despite Lena adjusting, what she didn’t know was your slowly crumbling mental health. Ever since you discovered Lena’s doubt of her love towards you, you couldn’t but feel as if this new Lena felt stuck with you. You started to believe that your presence was making Lena more unhappy by the second. You know yourself and Lena has reassured you time and time again that she doesn’t blame this version of you for lying to her because truthfully, you didn’t even lie with her, to begin with. 

Lena was at work one day and she had been specifically looking for you for a referral over a trustworthy recruit who would oversee the security department. Since you knew the people better than her at the moment, she always asked you for opinions. She manages to find you in Alex’s office accompanied by J’onn.

“Y/N, I don’t think you would understand what will happen if I do it,” J’onn warns. 

“I don’t think you understand either. She is hurting, J’onn, and I know she’s still carrying that burden whenever wherever go. She isn’t happy where she is.”

Alex shakes her head in disbelief. “And how would you know that? You should know that woman hated your guts when she found out the other version of you was hiding Kara’s secret; as in neither of you spoke to each other in months because of it. Would you really jeopardize your relationship like that?”

“I think my relationship with Lena died when she woke up.”

J’onn points at you angrily, “no it didn’t. She is still there. She’s starting to love you all over again. Lena isn’t blaming you for something a different version of you had done. You can’t just impulsively throw your happiness away like this.”

“If she’s not happy, I’m not happy. You’re giving me my memories back and that’s final.” You put your foot down sternly, your eyes cold and unchanged.

J’onn sighs heavily, eventually nodding in defeat. “Fine,”

Crossing her expression in disbelief, Alex does her best to try to contradict you, “J’onn, no!” Yet, it seems that J’onn had ignored Alex’s plea.

“Meet me here by tomorrow if you’re still willing to do it.”

You smile in victory. Thanking the both of them, you leave with a smile on your face, not noticing Lena who hid behind the door, listening to your conversation.

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You finally arrive home, sighing heavily. Yet the moment you saw Lena standing by the door, the corners of your lips draw up to a force smile. “You’re home early,” you comment.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Lena’s voice was as cold as ice, and the arctic tone was enough to numb a piece of your heart. Shit, she found out.

“Lena-“

She recoils when you try to take a step towards her. “How could you do this?”

“I-I just thought-“ The words could barely come out of your mouth.

“You thought what?” She asks impatiently. “Tell me, Y/N!” Lena’s eyes burn from the pain, from the feeling of betrayal. For a moment, it was as if she was reliving the moment all over again with you and the memories were only beginning to flood Lena’s mind. 

You throw your hands up exasperated and somewhat desperate as you try to maintain your composure. “Because I thought this was what you needed.”

Lena shakes her head in denial. “No, that isn’t true.”

“Things aren’t the same as it was between us and it’s clear that you don’t love me or want me. It would make things easier for the both of us if I just forgot this world existed and you have the right Y/N in front of you.”

“You are the right Y/N. You weren’t the one that betrayed me to Lex. Stop trying to associate yourself with someone that isn’t you.”

“But when you look at me, all you see is that version of me. I know you front and back, Lena. When there’s something wrong, I’m the first one to notice, and I know you aren’t happy with where you are.”

“You can’t just make that call yourself. I’m not happy because I’m trying to figure out this new world that we’re all living in and why Lex is still alive. I’m not happy because I’m frustrated with Supergirl and the DEO and how they handled the Crisis. The only reason why I haven’t broken down yet is because I have someone who is always there to help me, who is always trying to do what’s best for me. That’s you, Y/N, it has always been.”

You avert your eyes from her, unable to look. If you stay any longer, the small voice in the back of your head would start growing and your mind was going to change. You can’t, you have to suppress it. She approaches you, placing both her hands on your shoulders which causes your muscles to tense where the warmth from her hands makes contact. “Lena-“

“I need you Y/N. If you follow through with this tomorrow, I won’t know who I can turn to. You make this reality less daunting and more bearable than the last. Please,” she pleads. “Please don’t leave me.”

You finally go to look at her, staring deeply into her eyes, seeing them water at the brim. She was threatening to cry, she was about to cry. You bite your lip as the tears in your eyes were ready to pool over, too. In those moments, you wish that things were back to normal again and you curse whoever gave you this fate. 

“Say something, Y/N.”

You place your hand on your shoulder, on top of her hand, squeezing it gently, rubbing her knuckles in your best attempt to comfort her. The voice in your head was blaring in your ears, deafening you from your old intentions. Stay. That’s what you want. She still waits for your response. From Lena’s eyes, she could see a shift in your eyes as the walls of your feelings start to crumble down. That’s when she knew, you didn’t want to do what you were going to do tomorrow. 

“Is this what you want?” You ask her.

“This is what I need,” she corrects. “I can’t do this without you. Maybe you don’t want to hear it now, but I just want you to know that I love you. I fell in love with you, all over again. Ever since I had woke until now, all I think about is you and how lucky I am to have you. I wouldn’t have this if you go to J’onn tomorrow. You've made me happy, Y/N.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little which causes some concern to rise in Lena’s eyes. Yet, you were quick to reassure her. “It’s like you recited our wedding day vows,” you joke. The joke was enough to have the corner of Lena’s lips curl into a smile, and in return, you smile a little too. She squeezes your hand back, which causes you to only her hand back, too. “I love you, too, Lena. I haven’t stopped loving you.”

She sighs in relief. Suddenly, you feel your lips occupied. Lena’s arms wrap around your frame and you instantly feel your body relax under the hold. It felt forever and another eternity since the last time you had felt the feeling of warmth touch your lips. Deepening the kiss, you hadn’t realized how much you had been longing for Lena’s loving touch. Lena, on the other hand, was absorbing the moment once more. For her, she hasn’t been able to do this to you since forever and eternity. The passion burns between the both of you, and finally, you both realize that this is what you two need. Love. You needed each other. 

When the two of you pull away, the tears that have been waiting to fall finally fall on both of your cheeks. The emotions were too overbearing. “Please stay,” she pleads.

You only wrap your arms around her to pull her closer to you, “For you, always.”

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Thanks for reading! Someone asked for the reposted shit so here it is. I hope you have a great day/night, and may you always stay safe. If you need anything, I’ll be right here. :)

[the-golden-ghost]

My tentative (and STUPID) goal for this fix is 10k words but I also feel like I shouldn't do that

[lunarheslwt]

Sunday snippet

This is a snippet from my feral alpha au, writing for the @1daboficfest .Thank u for tagging me, @neondiamond 💗

“Fuck, ‘s cold,” he whined, mostly to himself, shivering and rubbing his arms through his jumper, while cursing both his decision to not layer up as well as his omega nature making him that much more susceptible to being cold. Suddenly there was a heap of clothing on his chest, and Louis blinked down at it confusedly. It only took him a second to realize it was Harry’s jacket. Huh? Louis turned his head to find that Harry was already looking at him with a pinch between his brows. “Harry, wha-” Harry pushed the jacket more firmly till Louis had clutched at it properly. Louis shook his head, still lost. “Harry- no, take it please, you’re going to be cold, why have you given this to me?” Harry nudged it once again, seemingly chewing his lip in thought. “Cold,” he said, as a response. Then patted the jacket still lying on Louis’ chest. Louis had now been around Harry enough to understand him, and he shook his head when he did, trying to give the jacket back to Harry. Harry was unyielding, and pushed it back to Louis insistently, and Louis gave in with a sigh, secretly incredibly touched by the gesture. He sat up to wear the jacket, instantly being surrounded by warmth and the heady scent of dark chocolate, sharp in the most pleasant of ways. A shiver ran through him again, this time for very different reasons. “Thank you, H,” he replied softly, watching as a small smile curved at his lips again. Harry puffed out his chest a little, looking satisfied. Louis supposed he was entitled to feeling satisfied; helping out an omega in need must have felt like he had done the right thing to his alpha.

I'm tagging: @enchantedlandcoffee @nooradeservedbetter @larrysballetslippers @hellolovers13 and anyone else who wants to share a snippet ❤️