#love both of these movies so so much but thr second one really knocked it out of the park with character design

[pettyprocrastination]

i get that it was done to have the varying art styles that contrasted one another with Spider Noir+Peter Porker+Peni in different styles in the first film but the fact that peni parker is just drawn as cutesy anime girl will never not have be biting at the walls

[8sharkie-bites8]

Do you take requests, cause I want to see a fanfic of a Dodo x Remi fanfic please!

Oh, sure!☺ Been a while since I wrote something actually. I can definitely do that!

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Remi was always proud of Sayu and her legacy. Sayu... Sayu is his magnanimous. He loves his work and his team's work with all he has... Howeverrrr... In the aftermath of the Rock Revolution-courtesy of B2J- more and more genres have been on the market.

Dispite still topping the charts... There was a notable decrease in giggs... Leaving more free-time for the Sayu Crew. And... Remi wasn't sure how to feel about it... While before he would spend his days brainstorming new ideas and designs for the next concert they had. But now... Now there were just days when they didn't have to prepare every day...

Now here were days when all Remi could think of doing is sitting in his room just doodling and eating snacks until he got called out for dinner... It was quiet. Too quiet for him... And he wanted things normal again... Usually on days like that, the others were out doing their own thing... Remi was never all that sure what, but it was something.

Soooo where suddenly his bedroom door opens up and he sees someone standing in the doorway, he's kinda freaked out. Luckily though, his frightened squeak was met with a familiar chuckle. "Calm down dude. It's only me..." His tall blue friend smiled calmly and walked closer to Remi and his desk. Remi sighed lightly.

"Just you... Jeez Dodo, at least... I-I dunno, knock or something!" Remi sighed and popped a gummie snack into his mouth. Dodo just chuckled. "Heh, sorry Remi. Guess I just wasn't thinking... Say, what cha drawing?" He asked and leaned over Remi's shoulder to get a look at his art tablet. "Is it Sayu?" "Mm-" Remi's cheeks got a little tinted and he gently nudged the taller boy away.

"Yeah... It is... Just something to pass the time ya know..?" Dodo smiled and pulled up a bean bag chair. "Cool. Your art is super pretty." "Mm.... Thanks..... Hey, Dodo?" Remi set his pen down and turned to looked at him. "W... Why are you still here? You... Normally aren't around the apartment this time of day..." He asked and rubbed the back of his neck. Dodo just shrugged.

"Eh. I usually hang around in Metro district, buuut they're preparing for a big 1010 show tomorrow night soooo..." "Ah..." Remi mumbled and knodded. "So that's what you do all day..." "Yea... And you Remi?" Dodo smiled and looked up to him. "I've hardly seen you leave recently... I'm kinda... Kinda worried actually... You doing ok?" "H-huh?" Remi was... Slightly surprised.

"W-worried?.. Mm... I-I'm fine dude- Really! Just... Guess I... I really don't know what else... What else I can do..." He murmured and glanced away, rubbing the back of his neck. Dodo knodded. "Still kinda adjusting huh?.. Hey- How about this." He said and stood up. "You and I can go hang out. Go to a cafe, go shopping, whatever you want! Just to get out of the house... What do you say?" Dodo smiled and extended a hand to Remi.

Remi felt his cheeks heat up a little, but slowly... He went and took his hand. "A..... Alright... Let's... Let's go..." Dodo smiled and lead the way. "That's the spirit. C'mon, I know a bubble tea place over by Cast-Tech. I think you'll like it." He kept talking for a little, menwhile Remi looked down to their hands... It was a warm and pleasant feeling. Although... Hard to tell if it came from their hands... Or just Remi's chest. Either way... Remi smiled and gently squeezed Dodo's hand as they kept walking.

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A couple hours later, sun was setting and the duo were returning home with shopping bags in arms. It had been a pretty good day today. Went to a cafe, walked around the city, and did some light shopping for snacks and drinks. It was nice for Remi... It really had been a while since he'd gone out and done something like this... And he's honestly really glad Dodo brought him out to do so.

Once home, Dodo went and started putting stuff away in the kitchen area while Remi plopped himself on the couch. "Mm.... H-hey Dodo... You wanna watch a movie or something?" "Hm?" Dodo looked over, slightly surprised. "You... Wanna watch a movie with me?.. I kinda figured you'd just be heading right back to your room when we got back..." He mumbled and walked up to Remi. "Huh? O-oh... Well uh... I-I guess I can j-just-"

Remi attempted to stand, but Dodo put his hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him back down. "Nope." "E-eh-?!" Remi squeaked and blushed faintly. Dodo just chuckled. "We're watching a movie. No going anywhere now." Dodo smiled and gently ruffled his hair. "Pick something out. I'll get snacks." Remi looked up at him his face reddening. After a moment he looked away and adjusted his glasses. "Mm- A.. Alright then- I'll... I'll do just that."

Dodo smiled and walked back to the kitchen for snacks. Remi took a moment, kinda frazzled, took the remote and started looking through movies. While he did so, Dodo would come in and out of the room with treats ; mini kit-kats, meiji apallo, ramune candies, hello panda, just the works. Remi soon decided on Ponyo, then looked down at the coffee table. "W-wow!... Uh... L-looks like we're set..."

"Noooot yet my friend." Dodo smiled and came back with some drink bottles. Remi looked at them for a moment, taking a second before realizing what they were. When he did, his eyes lit up. "Mogu mogu!" He smiled. "Aww man! I thought Tila drank the last one!" "Oh, she did." Dodo said. "Buuut since it's a favorite of yours, I snagged a couple for you." Remi smiled and took one. "Lychee flavored too? Aw man, you're the best Dodo!"

"Eh. I try..." Dodo smiled and sat beside Remi. "Anyway... You got the movie?" "Yep yep!" Remi grinned and started movie. "It's Ponyo!" "Ah. A Ghibly movie then... You really like these hm?" "Of course!" Remi smiled brightly. "I love everything about Ghibly movies! The stories, the characters, the ART! Oh I could go on forever about how much I love the art alone~"... And go on forever he did. Or, it felt like it at least. It wasn't until the movie was half way through when he finished up talking.

"-Ponyo is just my favorite though- for... Obvious reasons- BUT Totoro is... Definitely my..." Remi looked up to Dodo, only to see him with a glazed over look in his eyes, a small smile, and... Light pink cheeks. He was watching Remi... But didn't look to be listening... "... You ok dude?" He asked, making Dodo squeak, coming back to reality. "O-oh, uh... Sorry dude..." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Mm... Is Something the matter? You..."

Dodo just looked at him, then chuckled. "Don't worry Remi. You just... Distracted me." He smiled and ruffled Remi's hair. Remi was... A tad confused. "I... Distracted y-you...?" "Well... Yeah." Dodo smiled and gently cupped his cheek. "Mm... Whenever... Whenever you start talking about art stuff... You always get a lil glint in your eyes... And it's honestly the most adoroble thing ever..." He blushed and chuckled

Remi went red and started stuttering. "Eh?.. I-I... You... Y-you... Th..." Dodo listened, then chuckled. "Mm... Why wouldn't I?" He asked and gently hugged him. "Who wouldn't find you adorable? You're so small with just the sweetest smile..." He gently cupped Remi's cheeks. The two boys were... Rather close at the moment... "U-um..." Remi squeaked out, bright red. Dodo just looked at him and smiled. "Mm... See what I told you?" He said and slowly leaned closer.

Their noses close to touching... Remi could hear his heart pound in his chest and his face was burning up. "You're... Adorable..." Dodo said, looking at the shorter boy. His cheeks a lovely color of pink... The two slowly came closer and closer... Until...

"Hey guys!" The door slammed open as Tila returned home. "GHA-" Remi squeaked, startled, and fell backwards off the couch with a thud. "O-ow..." "Ngh- R-Remi!" Dodo squeaked. "Hey guys." Tila set her bag at the doorway and walked up to the livingroom. "Hm? Woah... You ok? You guys look startled... And... Red. Hey are you both sick?" "Mm- u-uh..." Remi was still bright red and nervous. "Um... U-uhh.... I... Mm!" He squeaked and stood up, nervously running to his room and slamming his door.

"R-Remi! Wait-... Damit!" Dodo groaned and slapped a hand on his face. "Remi..." "... Well..." Tila rubbed her neck. "That was... Weird... Whaaat was-" "Tila, hush... Just hush..." He sighed and walked off. Remi menwhile sat on his bedroom floor, fanning his face with his hands. "O-oh god. Did... Did that just... Happen? We could've... Gha- damiiiiit!" He squeaked and hid his face in his hands."Mm... J-just calm down just calm down... S-stop thinking for two seconds and just... Calm... Down-" And a knock had come.

"GH-!" Remi jolted away from the door. "S-sorry-" Dodo spoke from the other side. "I'm sorry... Didn't mean to scare you..." "... Mm...." Remi sighedand leaned against the door. "I-it's ok dude... I... I just need a minuet to calm down. I... I'm feeling a little frazzled so..." Dodo sighed and knodded. "Alright alright, I get it... Well... Sofa will probably be back soon too and... Then we can order dinner... Want me to call you then?" "Mm... Y-yeah..." Remi murmured and smiled faintly. "T-thanks..."

"Heh... No worries Remi." Dodo said and started walking away, but stoppedin his tracks. "Oh! Nearly forgot!" He smiled and turned back to the door. "Tomorrow, I have somewhere I wanna take you. A cafe on the edge of Akusuka and Natura. I think you'd like it... What do you say?" "Mm? O-oh uh... S-sure! I-I'd love to..." He mumbled and smiled. Dodo chuckled and started walking off. "Great! Well then... See ya at dinner dude." "Mm... Y.. Yeah..." Remi mumbled and smiled.

Once he knew Dodo had gone, Remi went to his bed and laid down with a tired but happy sigh. He put his hands on his cheeks and felt them heat up again. "Mm... W-well... I guess that wasn't too terrible... Frigen Tila." The boy mumbled and hugged a pillow "... W-was he always so... Charming and sweet and stuff..?" Remi mumbled and giggled a bit. "Mm... We were... So so close... Maybe we could've... Mmnmnf-" Remi blushed brighter at the thought and burried his face into thr pillow. "Mm- c-calm down! Mm... I think to muuch...." He groaned and laid down, flustered.. But happy. "Mm... W-well... We still have tomorrows... D-date."

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Okie dokie! Sorry if it ain't great (especially that ending) but, it was fun! Merry Christmas and happy new-year peeps

[kalashtars]

Sam's no stranger to sacrafice. Sam's no stranger to martyrdom, actually, which is probably why they're here. It feels strange. His fingertips feel as if they're on fire and his heart is beating so quickly he feels like it might leap up out of his throat and onto the floor. But it doesn't. Instead, it just pumps the blood through his body until he can feel it. It pumps the blood through his body until his eyes turn black.

"Very good, Sam," Chuck speaks, almost a half whisper, voice low for the beginning of the movie, "You know what you have to do."

The blood is pounding in his ears. It's been a long time since he's been this angry. He feels 18 or 25 or 28 again. He feels every event, every wrongdoing, swelling up inside him as if it had only been buried under his other problems. He wants to tear Dean's head off.

He sneers at Chuck, the logical part of his brain lashing around inside his head, but his eyes drift over to the door beside him. He's in the other room. It's like he can hear him breathing through the thick walls of the bunker, and it scares him like nothing else would in this situation. Therefore, he closes the distance, blinking away his black eyes as his hand grips the door handle. He glances back over his shoulder to an empty room right before he pushes open the door.

Dean, as it were, is sitting at one of the tables in thr library, staring at his bottle of beer as if it holds the secrets to the universe. Sam's eyes zero in on his arm. The blood wiggles inside him, pushing him to action, pushing him to tear the limb off. But he's always been the smarter of the two.

"Dean? What are you doing?"

The other man jumps slightly, hand gripping tightly at the bottle, before relaxing and turning his head towards Sam. "Nothin', Sammy, just.... thinking about Humble again."

"The place in Texas?" Sam moves to the other side of the table, but otherwise doesn't sit down. His arms grip tightly at the chair in front of him. "Dean, that was a month ago."

"You've still got a limp, dude." Dean shrugs. "If I had been there sooner."

"But you weren't."

Silence descends over the room, and Sam knows that if he keeps this up, Chuck will find a way to get someone else involved. Someone else they love. Sam can't bear the thought of having to see Jack's face like this, much less be told to kill his son too. It really would be the two-for-one punch, Abraham and Cain all wrapped up in a neat little bow.

Sam sighs, and the sound echoes around him like the final bell summoning the masses to watch the execution of a known criminal. He justifies this in his mind as best he can, citing that technically, the man he's about to kill has done many horrible things, and probably deserves the long, painful death that awaits him. It doesn't comfort him much.

"Dean?" Sam steps back from the chairs, hands heavy in his pockets. The words feel as if they're stuck in his throat. The anger is hard to fight through. "I'm sorry."

Dean's eyes scan his face. "What for?"

Sam grimaces. "Everything. Nothing. For being your brother."

Dean knocks the chair back in his haste to stand up. His eyes seem to blaze with the same fury that is building up inside of him. He needs to hurry-

"Dean just- just listen to me for a second, okay?" Sam focuses on letting the blood, the demon blood, flood forward into his fingertips. "Jack knows what to do. You have to trust him, trust in Cas, okay? I know you want to stop this by yourself, but you can't." He pauses for a second to clench his teeth, groaning at the pressure building in his brain and arms. "When this is over, you go get a house, and you live your life. This isn't- you have to, okay? You deserve that much." Sam wracks his brain for something else to say. "Tell Jack I love him. Tell Eileen I'll miss her. Tell Cas... well, tell him about me. And Dean..... Don't come looking for me."

With that, Sam raises both hands up to the sides of his forehead, takes a deep breath, and pushes. He can feel it coming up his throat, pushing at his insides, and he's sure he can feel blood dripping down his lip before he doubles over and bits and pieces of a black, darkened soul come tumbling out of his mouth. He's almost sure he hears someone scream 'Sammy!', but he can't place a finger on where, or why.

It isn't long until he fully collapses, eyes closing even as the demon blood works it's curse. There's blood dripping out of his eyes and ears and mouth and it's as if everything inside him is melting. Martyrdom, the little bit that's left of him whispers, is what he was built for since day one.

"Time of death: 5:46 p.m." A voice echoes from the corner. Dean barely tears his eyes away from his de- his brother, in order to see Chuck standing there, arms crossed, mouth turned down into an unflattering frown. "I really thought it would work this time."

"What would work? Did you force him to do this, you sick bastard?" Dean barks out, terror coursing through his entire body as he tries to ignore his dead brother in the corner.

"Well, no, strictly speaking, I didn't." Chuck says, approaching Sam's corpse lying on the ground. "This means we'll have to try again." He mutters under his breath, "What am I doing wrong?"

"Don't you dare touch him you motherfucker."

Chuck glances over at Dean. The man is the picture of fury, eyebrows drawn into straight lines and hands clenched into fists. Chuck shrugs, and his shoe gently connects with Sam's cheek. "Number 38, a bust."

The world suddenly freezes in time to see Dean swing his arm out to slam the lamp in the middle of the table. He never makes it, of course, but Chuck has seen him try countless times. He just needs to modify the story a little bit. There's just a bit of wording off, or a plotline that leaves a bit of a hole. He raises his fingers up at snaps, watching time rewind on the event laid out before him. "Let's try again, shall we?"

Sam wants to rip Dean's head off.

[linkispink1995]

Better as friends (17) another awkward introduction

Previously

Series masterlist

Chapter warnings: mentions of smut and alcohol , language and Alison being Alison

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Steve's P.O.V

It was the morning after having Jackson over for the night when I was standing outside Y/n's apartment I had knocked on the door a few times before seeing that it was almost ten thirty. I huffed thinking maybe she was sleeping in or maybe she was hungover from yesterday , I huffed again before the door opened and I wasn't greeted my Y/n's beautiful eyes but instead it was Stewart. Jackson quickly jumped in his arms saying "uncle Stewart " I had to bite my tongue so hard so I wouldn't scream at the interaction between my precious son and what's his name. Before I could even speak to him about what the hell he was doing at her apartment I heard the voice of a beautiful- I mean Y/n I heard the voice of Y/n. She walked down the hall before and I swore I saw her kiss his check but there's no way that was right she then peeled Jackson out of his arms before pecking kisses all over Jackson's face as usual and squeezing him into a hug before Stewart spoke to me saying "hey Steve". I responded saying "hi" Y/n then said to Jackson "why don't you come help me unpack your bag and put away laundry while daddy talks to uncle Stewart". Jackson sighed againg "but I don't like laundry" Y/n nodded before guiding him away from Stewart and I , a few minutes into to awkward silence before Stewart spoke saying "so uh how've you-" I cut himself off saying "okay what is this thing you got gonna with Y/n cause I doubt you actually care about her". Stewart chucked , he actually chuckled before saying "Steve I really like Y/n and-c I cut him off again saying "oh bull Stewart I've know you since what kindergarten and not one have you shown thr slightest interest in Y/n" he shook his head again saying "Steve I've known Y/n along time and I did like her but everything was all scrambled and besides your seeing someone too and maybe you should stop looking at her like an ex girlfriend and more like a person who can and will do whatever she wants". I rolled my eyes saying "fine but just a little refreshing I'm his dad" Stewart nodded saying "I understand and I'm sorry if you think I was stepping on your toes" I then turned to exit the apartment before saying "Stewart" he nodded as I added "don't screw up what you have your lucky , you know that" he nodded before I left.

I entered my apartment again thinking about what happened with Stewart before seeing Alison sitting on the coffee table removing her tennis shoes from her early morning run before saying "hi". I responded saying "hi" she then added "what's wrong" I shrugged saying " nothing I just had the weirdest conversation at Y/n's" she nodded saying "what does she want". I shook my head saying "not Y/n , Stewart" she gasped saying "really he was there was oh my gosh do you think they , they totally did it right". I shook my head saying "what no I don't know" she scoffed saying "you are so immature" I shrugged before she added "wow so did she more chatty or more-" I cut her off saying "no I didn't really talk to her mostly Stewart" she nodded before wrapping her arms around me in a hug before saying "Steven don't interrupt me again" she then pecked my cheeks before walking down the hall.

Y/n P.o.v

It was after I heard the front door shut I walked into the living room before wrapping my arms around Stewart saying "you okay" he nodded saying "yeah fine". I nodded before saying "are you sure" he shrugged saying "yeah just simple guy talk" I shook my head saying "lemme guess he gave you the I'm Jackson's father not you speech". He nodded before saying "now how'd a guy like me with a beautiful and smart woman like you". I shrugged before leaning to his lips only to hear Jackson's panicked voice say "mama mama I left my special blanket at daddy's" I responded saying "okay baby that's fine well get on Saturday" he shook his head saying "no mommy I really need it" before I could say anything else Jackson wrapped himself around my legs saying "please please mommy I'll love you forever". I sighed saying "okay let's go , and were only going to get your blanket and then come right back home do you understand", he nodded before Stewart handed me my car keys only to pull them away saying "I'll come too" I responded saying "oh are you already dying to meet Alison" he shrugged saying "I mean I don't think your impression will do her any justice until I meet her". I rolled my eyes before Jackson said "I'm ready now" I nodded before Stewart , Jackson and I left the apartment.

I knocked on the door and waited for an answer while Jackson and Stewart made funny faces at each other , when the door opened it was Alison. Who gasped and attention immediately went to Stewart before she called out "Steven we have guest". A minute or so later Steve appeared with that same nauseous expression on his face before I spoke saying "he forgot his blanket , he going to get it and we'll be out of your hair" Steve nodded before Alison spoke saying "well come in and we can talk while he goes and looks for it". I sighed before I entered there freezing cold apartment , as Jackson walked down the hall Alison spoke saying "so Stewart what do you work". He responded saying "I uh draw the comics for the newspaper" she nodded saying "that's very interesting". Stewart continued saying "yeah it's nice it keeps me busy" Alison then asks "but you still make time for Y/n , isn't that nice Steven" Steve silently nodded before she asked "do you live close to Y/n". He shook his head saying "no I'm renting a place down town above one of the stores" she nodded before saying "well Y/n aren't you just so lucky" I ignored her words before Stewart spoke saying "have you started working for your dad yet Steve" Steve nodded saying . "Yeah for about a month now" Stewart then added "you liking it over there" Steve shrugged saying "it's okay" Alison then spoke saying "well if maybe someone got a college education instead of-" she was cut off by Jackson saying "found it" I sighed in relief before saying "well uh this is nice" both Alison and Steve nodded before saying "oh hey Y/n one more thing do you have Matt and Coleen's address". I nodded saying "yeah why" he responded saying "oh Coleen came into the office to hand delivered a baby shower invite". I screamed on the inside since I thought I could have a perfectly nice day with my closet friends while celebrating two of them bringing a new life in the world and it would be now crashed by Steve , why would Coleen invite him after the way he's been behaving I mean I have Stewart now but I couldn't help but miss the old Steve

Flashback

I was leaning against the headboard of Steve's bed while resting my Algebra book on my more prominent baby bump , I had just entered the eighth month and there was now no denying that I was pregnant. Steve and I were currently studying for an Algebra test we had coming up , well I was studying while Steve was finding absolutely anything to do that wasn't studying. He was currently leaning his head against my bump before saying "do you wanna do anything tonight , like a movie at the Hawk". I shrugged saying "well I'd like to pass this test so not really" he sighed saying "Y/n I've told you a million times you dont need to study and your putting stress on the baby". I rolled my eyes saying "Steve the baby is fine , I am fine besides shouldn't you be studying for this I know math isn't your strong suit". He shook his head before saying "I'm okay besides I'm more concerned about you not stressing out over a stupid test that you'll pass , so why don't we take a break and get a snack okay the little prince is probably starving". I placed the book down beside me before asking "the little what" he then looked at me as if I was speaking a different language than he was , he responded saying "you know if I'm king Steve than this" he said before rubbing my swollen stomach adding "is the little prince". I responded saying "first of all were not calling our child that , second we don't even know what it is , how do you know if it's not a little princess". He shrugged saying "your right we don't but I'm pretty sure it's a boy , I mean don't you have a preference" I shook my head saying "a healthy baby" he rolled his eyes before saying "that's what everyone says but really they have a preference". I shook my head saying " a healthy baby that's what I want" he finally accepted my answer before saying "fine whatever , you hungry" I nodded before saying "I always am". He pecked my cheek before beginning to exit his bedroom saying "I'll be back you two stay here , anything in particular" I responded saying "something sweet" he nodded before leaving the room. I continued to rub my stomach while waiting and feeling the baby press against me and I had noticed lately there were constantly moving around a lot more than usual and the kicking sometimes would almost be intense. A minute or so later Steve returned with a bowl with carrots and celery before placing it on my stomach I asked "how is this sweet". He shook his head saying "this is better for you , besides carrots are good for your eyes and celery is good for your heart". I nodded saying "but I'm fine" he shook his head saying "not for you for the baby" I nodded trying not to tear up at his words before saying "and fyi my stomach is not a table" he chuckled before pecking my check.

Flashback over

It was that night when Stewart left to go grab a few things from his apartment when I realized that I had moved on and Steve had moved on and there was only one thing left to do. As much as it would pain me it would be the final step to fully being moved on , I knew it would hurt but I'd just rip of this band aid no matter how hard it would hurt I knew, I had to give the ring back

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[business-as-usual-bats]

Tim's First Christmas as Robin

Tim walked through the hallways of his school with a smile because he officially had the best life ever.

Why? Because Tim Drake was Robin. He helped people. He saved lives. He worked with literal superheroes. It was hard work, exhausting in every way, it took up all his time, and he still had a lot to learn, but at the end of the day he made a difference in the world.

Batman had begun to warm up to him, too, trusting him more with patrolling certain areas alone and handling common thieves and muggers. Batman even complimented him yesterday!! After Tim solved a mystery about Penguin's disappearing shipments in Gotham Harbor, Bruce said, "Good job" and kinda gave a smile!! According to Dick, that's, like, practically the equivalent of a hug!

And since Dick is coming back to Wayne Manor for the holidays, Batman said Tim doesn't have to go patrolling on Christmas, so he can be with his family.

Tim's parents! That's the best part! His parents were finally coming home after being gone half the year. They were supposed to be home months ago... for the first day of the school year... Halloween... Thanksgiving... but they kept getting held up at their jobs. But this time they promised they'd be there on Christmas Eve! Tim went ahead and put up Christmas lights and a tree in preparation. He had it all planned out. He even got ingredients to make gingerbread cookies. Never before had Tim felt so... festive. A few times he caught himself humming along to the overplayed Christmas jingles on the radio.

So, now was the last day of school before winter break. His last class was Algebra and he took his usual seat by the windows. Everyone was goofing off, the teacher didn't even bother to try to actually teach anything by this point. The class comedian of his peers was talking to everyone,

"Nah, I'm just sayin' it's true! Whenever you're watching a movie and sex scene comes up then -BAM- your parents are right there outta nowhere."

Everyone is laughing, including Tim. God, that'd be embarrassing. Does this really happen that often to other people?

"Yeah, your mom be ignoring you all damn day and then she's suddenly all about your life when people start making out. Like how does she know? It's gotta be like the same magic Santa uses to sense who's naughty or who's nice."

"Shit, man. My dad could be gone for 8 years but as soon as that scene comes up he's right there behind me sayin, 'Hey, son. Watcha watchin'?'"

The jokes are silly and dumb and it makes time pass by quickly. Thr bell signaling the end of the day rings and Tim sets off for Wayne Manor.

Patrol goes well, too. It was all business as normal until the Dynamic Duo got back to the cave and who should be there but

"Dick!" Tim yelled, getting swept up in a classic Grayson hug. "Put me down!"

"Merry Christmas, Tiny Tim!"

"It's not Christmas yet."

"It's Christmas every day if you carry love in your heart." Dick grinned and plopped him on the floor. "I got you the coolest and totally-not-a-robin-motorcycle gift ever!"

"A what?" Tim squeaked. "Motorcycle?? But I don't have anything nearly as cool to give you-"

"Now, now, I specifically said it wasn't a motorcycle. But if it were, then I'd tell you it's fine and not to worry about it! It's Christmas!"

"Dick-"

"I'm gonna hug you again-"

"Don't you dare!"

"Pfft. Fine. But hey, I heard your parents are coming home?"

"YEAH!" And Tim didn't mean to shout but the words starting pouring, "They're gonna be home in time for Christmas and I put up the stockings I made, and I have a list of all of dad's favorite Christmas songs, and I'm gonna make gingerbread cookies cuz I found this awesome recipe online, and I got them the perfect gifts because you see last year my mom was complaining on how she didn't have any earrings that matched my dad's favorite tie that he wears all the time which I think was her way of telling him to get rid of the tie but instead I got him a new tie that's the same color and got matching earrings and-"

"Woah! But you'll still stop by the Manor to say hi, right?"

"Duh! I'm not about to miss out on Alfred's homemade Christmas cookies you guys brag about all the time."

"Good! How was patrol?" And they chatted away until Tim decided it was late and he should go home.

The days dragged on until finally finally it was the morning of December 24th. His parents would be home any second! He waited, looking out the window now and again, watching the clock tick by...

And he waited

And waited

They were late.

He called his mom twice, and she answered the second time.

"Yes? Tim, honey?"

"Mom? Um... are you guys almost here or...?"

"What? Oh no, I thought we told you. We aren't going to make it in time for Christmas. You see-" and she explained how an artifact they'd found was accused of being a fake and how much of a legal mess they were in... and... more excuses... "I'm sorry, honey. You know if we could we'd much rather spend Christmas with you. We sent your present in the mail."

"I... I know, Mom." Tim sighed, "I'm not mad. I understand."

"You're such a kind boy, Timothy. We love you so much. We never stop thinking of you."

"I love you, too." And she hung up.

Tim stared ahead blankly, the phone still in his hand. He wasn't sure how long he just stood there, but suddenly his phone rang again

"Hello?" Tim answered. His voice sounded distant to him, like he wasn't even the one talking.

"Tim!" It was Dick, "Hey, so I know we should probably know this but, um, are you allergic to any nuts or spices? Like, even just a small allergy to something?"

"No."

"Sweet! Thanks! Hey... are you alright?"

"Yeah."

"You seem... off."

"I'm fine. I'm just... distracted with my family. They... aren't as excited as I am to be home."

"Oh, that sucks. But they made it home, right? They're there with you now?"

"Yeah, no. They made it here okay." Tim didn't know why he was lying... Was he ashamed? And at who? His parents? Himself? "I should go."

"Well, alright. See you later!"

"Yeah." Tim sighed and threw the phone away from him in disgust.

His eyes stung, he quickly wiped away the beginnings of tears. This was stupid to cry about. Not worth it. Why cry? Just because his parents broke another promise? Because they say they love him but they keep leaving? Why don't they stay? Did he do something wrong? Is he that horrible that they don't want to be around him? Why isn't he good enough for them? Why don't they like him? What can he do better?

Tim started crying and immediately hated himself for it, but he couldn't stop. It all seemed so unfair. It hurt. And the hurt made him want to be comforted, and he wanted his mom here to comfort him. But she's not. She can't be. And somehow, Tim knew it was his fault.

He looked at the Christmas tree blurred through his tears and thought briefly about pushing it down. But that wouldn't fix anything, would it? No. It wouldn't bring his parents home. There was nothing to do about it.

He curled up on the couch facing the Christmas tree and let the tears fall until he could sleep.

The next day was Christmas. Yay.

Tim didn't feel like celebrating. Or moving in general. He managed to slink over to the living room and turn on the TV. Maybe he could watch something to distract him from Christmas.

Or every channel could be focused on the importance of family during Christmas time. Literally. Every. Channel. Christmas and love. Christmas and love. Fuck Christmas. It's was just a stupid commercialized waste of time! Why's he even doing this Christmas shit? He's pretty sure his mom is Jewish anyway! Ugh!

But then he clicked the channel and woah- that's more skin showing than he expected. Suddenly, he remembered:

"Whenever you're watching a movie and a sex scene comes up then -BAM- your parents are right there!"

What if...

He changed to one of the more "mature" channels debuting their Christmas specials. It was sappy romance stuff, which isn't the worst, but he was more of a scifi kind of guy.

It was a typical plotline. A lady is scheduled to marry a prince but she's in love with a commoner guy. Lazy writing. It's been done before. But maybe...

Is it too childish to hope for a miracle on Christmas?

He sat with rapt attention through the whole ordeal. At one point the lady runs away to meet her forbidden true love (even though it's totally going to get her caught and in trouble and might even get the lover killed). They start kissing and taking off their clothes, but Tim isn't paying much attention now because this is the moment! He listened for the doorbell, for a knock, for a car, for a voice... But no parents came running. No one was there at the door. Why did he even hope...

Tim glared angrily at the two naked people on screen, "Is it too much to wish for my family to be here on Christmas??"

Then a *ding dong* came from the front of the house. Tim paused the TV. Wait. Could it be?

One second he was in the living room, the next he was swinging the front door open without any hesitation,

"Mom?? Dad??" Tim called excitedly before realizing who was there, "Oh... Hey, Dick. Uh, come on in." He tried not to look disappointed.

"I thought you were going to visit the Manor?" Dick pouted, walking in. Only then did Tim notice Alfred was following him.

"I lost track of time." Tim said honestly, "I'm sorry." Oh God, what if Bruce was upset with him? What if Bruce hates him now?? What if he ends up leaving Tim for months at a time and lies about being home for Christmas??

"Where are your parents?" Dick asked, but it was more rhetorical than anything. He could no doubt see the puffy eyes of someone who spent the night crying. Tim answered anyway.

"Africa."

"Still, on Christmas?" Alfred raised both his eyebrows in disapproval.

"It's not their fault! It's... work stuff. They don't... they said they'd rather be here with me but... It's not a big deal."

"Well, as that may be, Master Timothy, I insist you join us today and tonight at Wayne Manor."

"Yeah!" Dick chirped. "Alfred made a ton of food, like, all of your favorites! Didn't you, Al?"

"Indeed, I did, sir."

"But, Bruce-"

"Is the one that asked us to come and make sure you're okay." Dick smiled, "He's waiting for us. Actually, I think he really missed you on patrol last night."

"Really?"

"If I may," Alfred whispered, "Master Bruce also specifically requested I hang up a stocking with your name on it."

No way. But... Alfred wouldn't lie about that would he... Bruce really... Wow

"...Right. I'll visit him as scheduled and then leave." By the glint in Dick's eye though, Tim had a feeling he'd be staying in the Manor longer than planned. And honestly? That sounded a lot better than staying in this house alone.

"Great! I'll get your coat." Dick walked around the corner to the living room. "It's this way, right? Oh. Huh. I remember this movie."

Oh.

"TURN IT OFF IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE-"

The end.

[yes-bitchxxxmarvel-stuff]

You Are Who You Choose To Be!

(Chapter 1) Part 1 Who I Was Meant To Be!

Tony StarkXDaughter Nathaile Stark

(Prompts) This Is A Tony Stark And Daughter Stark Story I Came Up With Myself.

What If Thanos Never Did The Sanp! But Instead Tony Stark's Daughter Sacrficed!! Herself Instead To Protect The Avenger's And Save The Entire Universe!

(Warning's) Language! Violence!

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

It was another bright sunny Satuday Morning In downtown Manhattan The sun was shining bright through the huge windows of my room. Lighting up the room just enough that i did not need any lights on in the room i

Was drawn into this book that was made into a movie called Bird Box! I was so obsessed with it i couldn't put it down i had to find out what happened even though i already known what happens But books have more details than in the movie's.

I just happened to look up from the book When i saw two huge Q Spaceship's emerge from the sky landing in the middle of Manhattan i stood up from the couch throwing the book in my hand to the other side of the couch. I walked up to the large glass windows looking down at these large ships I was terrified i knew exactly who this was and why they were here

I was suddenly Drawn from what i was seeing in the street to the Emergency Lights and Sirens that had started blaring off in the Tower. I. Finally had my chance to show everyone that i could be just like Them an Avenger i rushed over to the Door running down the hallway i got in the elevator and pushed the button for the Lab the doors closed i backed up to the back of the elevator holding onto the bar's i hated the feeling of falling this was always the hardest part for me. I had to convince myself that everything was going to be okay and that the ride would be over soon. To this day i still couldn't figure out the reason why i hated The feeling of falling it's haunted me ever sense i was a kid.

The elevator finally stopped and the doors opened To my surprise Dad nor any of the Avengers were no where to be found i found this quite Odd knowing how my father is always concerd about me and my safety i would have thought he would have made an appearance to tell me What to do or where to go like usual but this time was different.

I made my way over to the computer's i quickly logged myself in i went to push the button and bring my Suit up when i heard the doors open and my name being echoed through the lab i quickly tried to hide what i was about to do and spun around as i heard footsteps getting closer That's when i was face to face with Pepper Nathalie what are you doing up here?

Uh i just came up here looking for Dad!

Do you know where he is?

Hunny he's not here he just called me he told me to come find you! Happy is on his way to pick us up we are going to the safe house Happy will be here in 15 minutes So Grab everything you need and meet us in the lobby I zoned out as my thoughts began to scatterd through my mind and i was debating on if i was going to listen for once or go be apart of the team and help i mean it couldn't hurt iv been on little missons and nothing's ever happened Dad and The Avengers taught me everything i knowi could do this and i was going to do this Wether they liked it or not.

Haile? I felt Pepper shaking my shoulders i snapped out of it and looked back up at her Did you hear a word i just said? Yes Pepper I'm sorry i zoned out I'll be ready in 15 minute's

I stood their waiting for her to walk out of the lab and back into the elevator as soon as the doors shut i spun around and hit the button i heard a noise and one of the Glass case's opened i put the comb into my locker and pulled my black and purple suit from the locker i sliped it on and stepped into My Iron Man suit i walked out of the case and  out onto the landing strip.

Dad was flying around while Peter was right there fighting along side him feeling a little bit jelousy I liked how it was okay for Peter to help but Haile she had to stay up in the Tower and play Victim Um yeah No!! Not today! I took off down towards The park where these huge creatures were fighting Peter and Dad taking they were out numberd by a long shot just as i went in to help I caught the glimpse of a guy standing off to the side trying to stay out of the way the closer i got to the ground I realised who he was Banner!! One of the creatures was headed right towards him i flew down faster knocking the creature off his feet onto the ground i quickly took it out.

Nathalie is that you? I opened the face shield and looked at him Hi Bruce it's nice to see you've finally come back from where ever you've been hiding! Why aren't you turned into the hulk? He won't come out he's being a big giant ass hole! I burst out laughing Oh Okay! Just Stay hidden okay till one of us comes back to get you

I shut the face shield and headed over to where the rest of thr creature's were

Hey ass holes Up here i waved my arm's around they turned their attention onto me and headed towards me away from Peter

I was doing good ducking and dodging each hit till i saw Peter get hit and land on the ground i took my attention off the creature's for a mirror second when i was suddenly knocked out of the air onto the ground feeling the hard blow's i was receiving this was something

i wasn't used to Yes i got to fight along side the Avengers but they did most of the work i knew i was risking my life being out here with no help but i didn't care i had to fight just like the rest of them I wasn't an Avenger but I was going to be after i showed everyone that i could be an Avenger and I was going to do whatever i could To Fight who or whatever this one until we won.

I tired fighting this guy off but i couldn't shake him off i was taking blow after blow to the face i didn't understand what was wrong with my suit it's never done anything like this before F.R.I.D.A.Y What's wrong with my suit? I'm getting killed out here Ms.Stark your father has the settings to Training Mode. What? F.R.I.D.A.Y Take it off NOW!! I can not do that Ms.Stark you have not passed your training course F.R.I.D.A.Y Listen to me for once

if you do not take it off now your going to get me killed we are under attack and i can not defend myself in Training Mode I Will Die!! Do You Understand? All of a sudden This image came across the screen saying Congratulations on Passing the Training Course F.R.I.D.A.Y started talking Congratulations on passing the course you now have full control over your suit i pulled my arm's back and used the blasters to fry the Creature's i got up brushing the dirt and grass off the suit

I looked up as i watched My father make his way over to me Nathalie what in the hell are doing? I'm doing what you've been training me to do. No i wasn't training you for this, this is the real thing this isn't like your training exercises Why didn't you go with Pepper and Happy?

Because i needed to prove to you that i can do this. No absolutely not this ends here you go back to the Tower now Pepper is waiting for you. But Dad i can help you fight this.

NO I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP AND I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU GET YOURSELF KILLED YOU MEAN TO MUCH TO ME YOUR NOT COMING NOW GO HOME!!!

No I'm not leaving your letting Parker help you? No he just showed up and he's not coming either both of you are going With Pepper and Happy Now!! F.R.I.D.A.Y Take Her Home! The face shield shut and the suit started doing it's own thing Right away Sir. Wait Dad No! The suit was headed back for the Tower Dads face came across the screen I'm not mad at you okay i just can't have you out here I Love You Sweetheart I'll see you soon The screen went away I looked up watching Peter jump onto the huge ship that was headed up into space Dad followed it The ship was escaping faster than i thought it would move

I had to do something this wasn't over i Pulled the flash drive from the pocket of my super suit and stuck it into the USB slot in the arm of the suit i watched as a screen popped up and started downloading the file that was on the flash drive  i looked back up at the ship As my heart sank into my chest and that sick feeling over come my entire body as i watched Peter let go of the ship free falling towards Earth. Noooo!!

I looked back at the screen it hit 100%  F.R.I.D.A.Y I now have complete control over this suit Yes Ms.Stark you have complete Control of your Suit i turned around and headed for Peter i pushed the suit as fast as i could i was almost to him when somthing flew passed me and latched it's self onto Peter Dad had built him another suit a real suit Peter caught the side of the ship and held on i watched as Dad flew passed him and headed up to the top of the ship that's when a parashoot Popped out of Peter's suit and he was headed back towards Earth i continued pushing myself towards him i caught him Pulling the shoot from the suit I manged to grab onto the ship and pull us into a little cubby that was a door that entered the ship we walked inside as the door shut behind us we both opened our shields and looked at one another for a few seconds before I pushed him backwards It's not fair Parker!!

What's not fair? That My Dad allows you to fight along side him but Not me!! I should beat your dumb Spidey Ass right now!!

Your all he ever talks about anymore Peter This Parker That I Am So Peter pressed his lips to mine I let everything fade as i began to Melt Peter slowly pulled away looking me in the eye's Better now? Ugh! I gave in Okay I'm sorry but this Shit is getting really Old Okay!! I know I tell Mr.Stark all the time he should Let you come with us but he always says No! I didn't mean to make you upset Haile! I rolled my eye's You big dummy I kissed him once more. So about your dad you do know he is going to chew our asses out when he finds out that we are on this ship. Oh no doubt and when he dose find out I'm blaming you!! Now why would you blame me? Because sense you too are best Buds now I'm sure he won't be as mad at you as he would be at me So this it your fault! Um no! Your the one who caught me and brought us on this Ship Alright fine just shut it! So tell me this Who exactly are these people? I rolled my eyes i knew you couldn't keep your mouth shut he smiled well duh! I heard your Dad and The Weird Wizard guy talking about someone called Thanos!

My eyes widened as i felt fear overcome my body No shit you've got to be kidding.

This is it! This is really it he's finally come for all the Infinity stones just like Mr.Stark said and all of us the Avengers. Yeah Pete I'm starting to think i should have listened to Him now he was right this was way bigger than i thought it was Peter took my hand Don't worry I'm not going to let anything happen to you so stop worrying.

We shut up quickly as someone started talking Peter and I both looked at each other. As we walked a few steps close to the edge looking over where we saw this weird looking guy Holding Dr.Strange Hostage I looked back at Peter as we both whispered Shit! Under our breath I grabbed Peter and pulled us back from the edge I looked up trying to find out where Dad had gone. He was on the other side of the ship i shut the shield and flew over to him landing behind him Dr.Stranges Cape came out of nowhere Startling Dad he was about to blast it with his blasters when he figured out what it was he put his hand down

Wow your a seriously loyal piece of outterwear aren't you?

I opened the suit and stepped out of it crossing my arm's

Yeah Um Speaking Of Loyalty.

Dad spun around. What The?

Did you really think you were just going to send me back to the Tower?

Nathalie You Should Not Be Here!

I know but i was not going to let you fight this alone i told you i was coming.

No! You are supposed to be with Happy and Pepper getting as far away from all of this as possible.

Well now that i finally have full control of my own suit And i can see what it can really do this suit is Amazingly Incredible by the way!

God Damnit!!

Listen You should have just agreed to let me come with you So if anything it's kinda your fault that I'm here.

Dad Glared at me What Did You Just Say? Um I I Take that Back! And now I'm here in space. Yeah right where i didn't want you to be. This isn't The Mall this isn't a Field Trip!! This is a one way Ticket!! You hear me!! And don't stand their and pretend that you've thought this through! No Dad i actually did think this through! You could not have possibly Thought this through?

You can't just take me on these little missons and expect me not to come help when the world needs me. Okay i know. That didn't really make any sense because I'm not an Avenger yet but you know what I'm trying to say.

Fine but you stay with me understand you do not go wandering off on your own like you tend to do You understand me?

Yes Dad alright!

You know i couldn't bare losing you Haile not ever and i know you can do this i just don't think it's the right time but your here now so i gotta let you fight and defend yourself Just stay with me or in my sight okay that's all i ask of you.

Uh yeah about that Peter dropped down from the ceiling What? You too?? both of you Big Trouble when we get home Got me!!! I looked at Peter rolling my eye's. now come on both of you we have a situation.

I stepped back into my suit Peter fell back a little ways while Dad continued scoping

the place out. Peter listen to me Okay don't listen to Him he's just mad because he won't get all the credit for saving the world on his own he has to include us now

i Nudged Him in the shoulder Plus we got this! With my training and with your time spent helping people around the city we've got this. You know Haile your Right we do got this!! Hey! Shhh Quiet both of you! Before Squidward hears us.

Okay see down there that's our trouble what's your plan? Um Okay? Um Alright Mr.Stark did you ever see this old movie Ailens? Ugh Kid! You've got to be kidding Nope! Okay this is what we do You blow a hole in the side of the ship it will suck That guy out. And i will grab Strange! No Haile your not helping Dad you've got to be kidding me? No I'm not kidding you now stay over there and hold onto something so you don't end up being sucked out of the huge gaping hole.

I crossed my arm's as i held ongo the giant Metal Beam Unbelievable Just Unbelievable!! I let out every sware word in the book. And Remind me to have a talk with you about your Language when we get back home as well. I dropped the shield and rolled my eye's. Alright ya ready Pete? Yup Hey Squidward Let The Doctor go Ahh i thought i smlled someone My Power's are much greater than yours i don't think you will make it out of this alive. Yeah well the kid's seen more movie's Peter NOW!!!

I blasted a hole in the side of the ship Squidward went flying out into space along with some lose items from the ship Peter grabbed Strange and pulled him out of the Hole in the ship while i quickly Sealed it!

Thank you Stark for freeing me So what happens now? I don't know you tell me Strange your the one Thanos wants.

Well first we need to start by turning this ship around Oh so now you want to run?

No i want to protect the Stone! You should have just listend to me But no now we are a million miles away in a flying doughnut heading deeper into space with no back up.

Hey we are back up!! No!! Your not the adults are talking Who are they? Hey I'm Peter by the way! Dr.Strange and You are? I'm the big ass hole over theirs Daughter

I'm Nathalie but you can just call me

Haile Stark i didn't know you had a daughter Stark? Yeah only a select few know about her She's not supposed to be here Neither one of them But you see how kid's are they do whatever they want Even when their told not to.

Mr.Stark you wouldn't have come up with a better plan than mine! Cool it Parker Fine!! So now what Stark? I guess we sit here and wait to see where this Big flying Doughnut is headed Hour's went by in Silence

So Dr.Strange? Yes Haile? What exactly did you say you were protecting?

He moved the Cape from his chest revealing a glowing green Stone in the middle of his chest This is The Time Stone! It controls time I'm the sworn Protector of the Stone Okay so your Protecting It From

Thanos Yes! Well you might as well just give it to him i heard things about him he's not going to stop until he gets his hands on all of the Stones I looked over at Dad who was still pacing back and forth I looked at Strange he's coming for all those Infinty Stone's and he's not going to stop until he gets them all this is going to be a fight alright with lives lost!

Dad stopped paceing crossing his arm's How do you know about the Stone's? Vision Vision told me! Ahh of course he did All those times i thought you too were studying he was filling your head with things you never needed to know Hey it wasn't his fault don't blame him he did nothing wrong here Unlike you i at least listen to what he has to say.

Wait if Thanos is coming that means he will also need the Mind Stone I jumped to my feet He's going to kill Vision we have to go back we need to warn the other's Haile Stop you know The Avengers broke up I don't even know where Vision and Wanda could be. That's because you never cared nor tried hard enough. Alright zip it i don't want to hear another word out of you the Entire Trip

  This is such bullshit!! Again with the Language!! Dad i am 21 i can say whatever the hell i want to say.

Hey kid? Yeah do they do this a lot? Oh yeah this isn't anything new he's way over protective and she wants to do what she wants but Mr.Stark won't allow it Not After her Mom was killed that's when he started being Over protective Mr.Stark blames him self for what happened to her but really it was no one's fault What was she like? She was A great person so nice she would help anyone

She would Take Haile and I everywhere Haile looks a lot like Her they were so close

Can i ask what happened? Strange that's none of your concern Strange Glared at Mr.Stark  Pete i think we are landing here put your arm in one these i think this stears it Mr.Stark it's not moving hold on kid let me get my arm in okay Turn to the right faster Kid or we are going to hit that huge Beam

  Everyone hold on Brace for Impact We aren't going to make it The ship landed hitting harder than i wanted it to I pulled myself up brushing the dirt off Noticing Peter and Haile were gone! Stark their outside i turned around as i saw them walking out on this Unknown Planet DAMNIT!!! We left the ship as fast as possible NATHAILE PETER!!! STOP!!!

Marvel Imagine By @yes-bitchxxxmarvel-stuff

@77marvelimagines

[callunavulgari]

Year-In-Fic

Total fics written this year?

Another Love (The Flash; Barry/E2Wells, Barry/Thawne; 4,586 words) “I want you,” Barry confesses unhappily, a charming pucker between his brows. His eyes dart back up, not shying away for once, to meet Eobard’s. A little bit of steel creeps into his expression again, and Eobard wants to applaud him all over again. What a beautiful creature he’s created. 

time in a bottle (The Flash; Eobarry; 2,961 words) ���If I didn’t exist,” Thawne says, quietly, moving to slide his fingers up Barry’s jaw; they leave goosebumps in their wake. “Then neither would you. And if you didn’t exist… well. We won’t get into that mess. So the universe — the, hah, Speed Force — sent me here. A paradox, clinging to the cracks between time. Just… waiting.” 

nothing's gonna harm you (not while i'm around) (SW; Gen, Reylo; 1,167 words)  Ben and Rey Organa are born ten years and five hundred parsecs apart, but Ben can feel it in the Force the moment she comes into being. He can feel her every second of her way home, a bright star that outshines even the familiar intensity of his parents.

we dream in the dark (for the most part) (DA; Gen; 806 words) “Will it go away?” Bethany asks, her voice quiet as a whisper.

Ramble On (The Flash; Eobarry; 2,695 words)  Thawne playfully hums a few bars of something vaguely familiar. Barry looks back at him, and when Thawne sees him looking, he smiles wider and gleefully stomps his way through a puddle. Sings, “If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I’d like to do…”

D.C. al Coda (The Flash; Barrison;  Harrison edges closer, until Barry is close enough to touch, and reaches out to take Barry’s jaw in hand. It’s tacky and cool against his palm, from sweat, tears, or both. He tilts Barry’s chin up in a testing sort of way, willing him to open his eyes. “Barry,” he says, gently. “Look at me.”)

it began with stones (DA; Fenhawke;  Everyone knows that the blight started in Ferelden.)

darling, you gotta let me know (Stranger Things; Nancy/Steve/Jonathan; 6,120 words) Jonathan’s room is messy the same way that Steve’s is. There are dirty socks and shirts and underwear strewn across the floor. Cassette tapes litter the desk like miniature landmines. There’s a notebook open on his bed, a textbook and a pencil beside it. He must have been studying when Steve knocked. 

   Binary Sunset (SW; Reylo; 1,747 words) Center stage, Rey holds herself as still as a statue. Spine straight, toes pointed, already in first position. They’ve done something to her eyelashes, softened all her hard edges, from the jut of her jaw to the point of her nose. She glitters, from her feathered bodice to her flowing skirts, a bright glint of white in the dark.He doesn’t think that anyone else has noticed that she’s trembling.

Nine fics. I don’t even want to know how many words.

Best story I wrote this year: darling, you gotta let me know. It was the first fic that I was proud of from the get go this year.

What’s your favorite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest. Ramble On. It had all of the weird dreaminess of Time In a Bottle without the Inception feel. I ended up rereading it on the plane back to Ohio and liked it so much more than I did when I was writing it.

Okay, NOW your most popular story. darling, you gotta let me know, hands down. It’s the first fic to get over a 1000 kudos since I stopped writing Teen Wolf. I mean, of the nine fics that I wrote this year pretty much every one of them is from a smaller fandom. I think the only reason this one got as popular as it did was because I published it right after Stranger Things got big and I was one of the three people who had written for the pairing. Story of mine most underappreciated by the universe, in my opinion: it began with stones, probably? I usually have a definite answer for this question, but this one was strange as it is. Dragon Age/In the Flesh fusion with Hawke as a zombie? Kinda weird. I don’t mind that it got a small reception, but it fits the most.

Most fun story to write: Another Love. I had a ton of fun playing with that whole concept. Barry going back in time to when Eobard was playing at being Wells was a fucking gift.

Story that could have been better? All of them? Technically? I’m still not entirely pleased with how  time in a bottle turned out, but I ramped that one up in my head for so long that I’ll probably never be satisfied with it.

Story I wrote to fix things: Pretty much all of my Flash fics were written to make something better. Ramble On and time in a bottle were both written to satisfy my need for there to be a current-timeline paradox Thawne still out there, tucked away in the speedforce, just biding his time. Hell, all of the God Complex series were written because I wanted to rewrite or add bits to an episode to suit my shipper heart.

Oddest story: it began with stones. In the Flesh. Dragon Age. Kind of weird. But my brain went, what would Jen like for her birthday? Okay, she likes Dragon Age. And she likes zombies. How can I write zombies in a way that I haven’t written them yet? Oh, I know! Hardest story to do: Okay, so it isn’t on here, but the Sabriel AU is what I’ve really been suffering through. I hit a point and wasn’t able to overcome it, which is why it still isn’t done. I’m hoping to read Goldenhand and the rest of the Like Young Gods series sometime this month and we’ll see if it inspires anything. Easiest story to write? I struggled with pretty much everything I wrote this year except for  Another Love. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that it just so happens to be the only fic I wrote before I gave up smoking.

Most mining of your own history in one story: Pretty much none of them. D.C. al Coda has a lot of my experiences with grief, but that’s about it.

Themes, or absence thereof: Pretty much ‘heroes and villains make out’. Or in the case of Hawke and Fenris... rivalmancy. Where did you publish/archive your stories? Ao3, as per usual. Story I haven’t yet written, but intend to: I have nixed pretty much all of my Teen Wolf projects. I would like to say that at some point I’ll finish the Bioshock Infinite AU and the Carmilla one, just because I have so much written of it already, but I don’t know. I do know that I want to finish the Sabriel AU and I currently have a weirdly one-sided Julian/Barry fic, a Prompto/Noctis pining fic, and several Stargate Atlantis fics that I want to finish. Oh, and maybe the Yuri on Ice soulmate AU if I can make the idea hang around long enough to get to.

Sexiest moment (excerpt): He slides the palms of his hands up her sides, ghosting them up and over her ribs, framing them, feeling where the softness of skin and muscle gives way to hard bone where her rib cage starts, how each breath she takes pushes her body more firmly into his hands. She makes a noise when he reaches her breasts, shuddering when he cups them, even through the fabric.

“Please,” she breathes, and Jonathan hesitates, unsure of what she wants.

“Here,” Steve murmurs, taking hold of Jonathan’s hands once more. He guides them to the buttons of Nancy’s blouse and pauses, waiting, as Jonathan undoes them himself, his touch sliding down Jonathan’s forearms then back up again.

Jonathan pushes the blouse from Nancy’s shoulders, watching the blush that blooms under his eyes, going from her throat clear to her navel. Her cheeks are flushed too, her eyes black and wanting.

Steve lets go of him, maybe realizing that Jonathan won’t be of much help at this moment, and his hands vanish around Nancy’s sides, quick and darting. It isn’t until he’s helping her pull her bra loose that Jonathan even realizes what he’s done.

Steve’s hands go back to his, guiding them to Nancy’s breasts. The skin is firm and supple, and so very warm. Her nipples pull tight when his hand brushes them. Steve leans close to Jonathan’s ear, and whispers, “Touch her.”

Crackiest moment (excerpt): Outside, it’s raining. The air is heavy with humidity, heat pressing down on his back like something alive. Barry walks down the street, feet bare against the wet asphalt. Thunder rumbles threateningly in the distance. A bird sings, and a street over, another joins it. Everything is green and damp. It smells real. Would a dream smell real?

Halfway down the street, a second pair of feet join his. The person they belong to is silent, doggedly following him down the road. Barry doesn’t have to turn to know who his newest phantom is.

“Are you going to sing at me too?”

“Do you want me to sing to you?” Thawne asks.

Barry glances at him, frowning unhappily. He’s wearing Wells’ face again, a familiar little half-smile playing around his lips. His suit is wet. It isn’t the suit — not the yellow one — just a regular one. Plain. Black. The fabric clings to his shoulders and his hair is dripping in his eyes. His feet are bare too, and somehow it feels wrong to see them, the fine slender bones gleaming wetly. Too intimate.

Barry swallows and looks away, but even when he concentrates, it refuses to change. Figures, that even in a dream Thawne would cause him grief. When Barry doesn’t reply, Thawne playfully hums a few bars of something vaguely familiar.

Barry looks back at him, and when Thawne sees him looking, he smiles wider and gleefully stomps his way through a puddle. Sings, “If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I’d like to do…”

Favorite dialogue (excerpt): “At least,” Eobard interrupts, thoughtfully tapping his finger against his lips. Slowly, he starts to grin. “Not everything. So, Mr. Allen, I’ll ask you again. What do you want?”

The answer is written all over Barry’s face. There’s a story there, behind the pain, the grief, the hopeless lust, and it’s one that Eobard knows he’ll get to live out himself over the course of the next year. He wonders just how many times he fucked this boy before the truth came out. The boy — his Barry — already loves him. Not like this, of course, not yet, but a hero worshiping kind that he’s had since day one.

“Well?” He coaxes, eyes widening. “I’m waiting.”

Barry wets his lips convulsively and swallows, his adam’s apple working. He tugs on the cuff, halfheartedly, mouth turned downwards. He didn’t expect this. Maybe he’d expected closure. Or maybe he’d convinced himself that all he really needed was the formula. But he wants this. And Eobard’s going to make him say it.

“I want you,” he confesses unhappily, a charming pucker between his brows. His eyes dart back up, not shying away for once, to meet Eobard’s. A little bit of steel creeps into his expression again, and Eobard wants to applaud him all over again. What a beautiful creature he’s created.

“Just you,” he adds, just as quiet and unhappy, but with a dawning comprehension. “Eobard Thawne.”

A shiver crawls down his spine, dick twitching in his pants. God, it’s good to hear that name again. “Oh, Mr. Allen,” he breathes. “Say it again, won’t you?”

Favorite lines (excerpt):

Jonathan had known that they’d done this before. After all, he was sort of a witness to it. But up close it’s something else, it’s poetry in motion, the way that Nancy’s head tips back, the bead of sweat that slides down the tip of Steve’s nose, how her legs wrap around his waist, her small feet locking at the dip of Steve’s spine.

It’s beautiful, and his fingers itch for his camera, so he fumbles around beside him, stretching his arm out to his desk until he catches the strap and can tug it into his hands. He watches them through the lens of his camera for a moment before he gets up the courage to touch, tapping Steve with his foot and then gesturing with the camera, head cocked.

Can I?

Steve’s entire face transforms when he laughs, going bright with emotion. He nudges Nancy until she glances over and then she’s laughing too, and they’re both nodding.

He catches them both mid laugh, naked limbs flung around each other. And then he catches the moment that the laughter turns to something else, mouths half-parted in breathless pleasure. He catches the curve of Nancy’s breast and the freckle behind Steve’s ear, and then he waits, breathless, for the right moment.

He waits and waits, and the moment that they both go still, bodies shaking with pleasure, mouth caught on soundless moans-

Click.

He swallows, lowering the camera as it spits the picture out with a hiss, and holds it in his hand, watching them. Their eyes are closed, breathless little smiles across their faces, sweat on their brows. Steve hasn’t even pulled out of her.

Click.

Fic goals: Finish Sabriel AU. That’s it. My only other writing-related goal is to get out of this funk, write something big (which will hopefully be the Sabriel AU) and something original. Fingers crossed.