Notes:This was actually the first one I wrote because I loved the idea so much haha Its also extremely sappy but whatever, that’s my specialty lmao I just want these cinnamon buns to be happy okay
Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy
Aqua hummed as she stirred the thick cookie batter in the bowl she had hoisted up on her arm. It was getting nice and heavy which meant it would be ready to get rolled and baked soon. The chocolate chip cookies would go in after the sugar cookies were done which she’d then put in the fridge so they could cool and she’d cook the peppermint chocolate cookies while she frosted the sugar cookies. Then she’d make those dark chocolate ones for Terra that he liked so much.
She placed the bowl on the counter, licking one of her fingers that got some batter on it. She had to give a sigh of pleasure just at the taste. There was something about having cookie dough at three in the morning that just made it taste better.
“Baking sheet,” she said to herself while she glanced over the counter in her kitchen. There was sugar, all her flavorings, baking soda, chocolate chips, the crushed candy canes, utensils, and a whole lot of spilled flour all over the counter, one that was clean before she came in here. Aqua bit down on her lip, her nerves starting to pull at her stomach again but she shook her head. She’d deal with all that later it was fine.
“Baking sheet!” She saw it poking out from under the dirty bowl she used for the sugar cookies. Oh, they were starting to smell good too. It was that sweet sugary smell mixed with that warm cookie smell. It was gonna be hard not to eat them when they came out. Aqua had a lot of family to feed though so she couldn’t quite cave into those desires.
She started to roll the chocolate chip cookie dough in her hands (also having a hard time resisting eating that), to place the little batter balls on the baking sheet. The Christmas tree lights shined in the living room in front of her, giving off that holiday glow that only made her want to keep baking. It was her favorite holiday of the year and she’d make sure everything went smoothly like it always did. No surprises, nothing unexpected just cookies, family, gifts, and the holidays.
The cookie batter she had been rolling fell straight onto the floor.
content:draco/harry, smoking, mention of bruises, everything else is vague af idk
a Two of Wands drarry for @the-starryknight, who got me thinking about stubborn Slytherins and how a post-war Draco would refuse to celebrate his victories. for my Tarot Card Drabblesseries
[for easier reading:
The smoke coming out of Draco’s mouth into the inky-black sky helps Harry find him in the garden. His eyes are closed and his head thrown back, exposing a faint yellow-purple bruise in the shape of Harry’s mouth.
“So… we’re throwing you a party and you’re… hiding?”
Draco brings the cigarette back to his lips. He doesn’t reply.
Harry reaches him, hooks their pinkies together.
“I’m proud of you, you know?” He says, quiet as the night.
“Shush.”
“I am. You may have far to go, you ridiculous, ambitious, Slytherin. But I’ll be celebrating you every step of the way.”]
Fox Hybrid! Jin, Human! Namjoon, Human! Yoongi, Wolf Hybrid! Hoseok, Cat Hybrid! Jimin, Wolf Hybrid! Taehyung, Fox Hybrid! Jungkook
Genre: Hybrid AU || Fluff || Angst || Smut/ implied smut || Strangers to lovers AU || Best friends to lovers AU
Summary: All Jin can think to do is try and kiss it all better.
Word count: 7.6k
Tags/ warnings: blood is mentioned a lot, lots of crying, angst/ comfort (it’s more comfort), fluffy-ish, violence (but its deserved), the pain if finally over, hybrid mistreatment, me thinks that is all
Notes: second to last chapter lets gooooo. i also planned for like super soft smut in the next chapter, like a cute way to end the series but oh my god the cringe, jail time, will never see the light of day. so idk if there will be which im pissed about and i’m too scared to ask someone for help :’( and i’m shy but i’m open to suggestions! i’ve also been stressed because i have to write a graduation speech and my brain has fully stopped working so this chapter is a lil late and i’m a tiny bit unhappy with it because i feel like something is missing but my brain is fried.
okay, just what i need after what uve done to me last chap, gosh im so relieved, felt like every cells that exist in my body can wiggle around w out any concern (im being dramatic idc) and gosh the amounts of comfort this chap brings me can never beat the hatred that i felt for the last chap,, and ohmygod jin i thought ure rly gonna stop jk but gosh ILY FOR REMINDING ABT ANOTHER DICK WHO’S STILL THERE LMAO
im sure wtv u wrote is gonna be good, even the smut,, also awh, have a rest, buddy <3 dont want my fav author atm to get tired and good luck w the speech!! you’ll do great and I’ll always be among the crowd (even tho u never saw me and we never talk shhh) cheering on u!!! <333
also can u pretty pls w a cherry on top tag me for the last chap?? i need it so i can die peacefully pls
i love how in tricksters, barry finally figures out wells is a murderer and most likely killed his mother, and immediately almost gives the whole game away because he can’t resist being a raging bitch to him shshsh
these two expressions? literally less than five seconds apart. im already a sucker for this… trope? is it a trope? the reveal moment where a character drops the facade and you see their true feelings. but they did it SO well here.
when len said barry has it in him to be as ruthless as they come, this is the kind of shit he was talking about. honestly almost wish he’d rumbled wells earlier so we could have seen him playing the game for a bit longer. it was never really fair cos wells was always so many more steps ahead of him but if barry had the chance, if he’d been able to turn the tables… he could have played it so well. especially if he’d leaned into wells’ skeevy feelings for him cos you knowwww that puppy dog look threw wells off his game even though he KNEW it was bs. you could see how shook he was. UGH. im obsessed
We are all gathered here today for a quick yet thorough elaboration on one of my previous hot takes: You honestly don’t want me to write an entire essay on how these two have been “platonically” married for the past four seasons. No vows or rings may have been exchanged between the two but they sure as hell have been acting like the most married set of individuals I know. So here I am, writing this small meta on how this has been coming for a long time.
Where to begin… I would say with respect. All well written relationships that I personally enjoy begin with a level of trust and respect and this exactly what they have given the audience. Melinda and Phil have gravitated towards each time and again, like they’re each other’s constant you know? It’s this layer of their relationship that gets them to where they are now. All those times where they’ve had each other’s back and been at their most vulnerable has led for them to quickly prioritize each other and raise each other to a level of importance that is hard to tear down. I mean, THEY HAVE HISTORY to prove it. They have endured so much together (and not just everything they have shown us but also all the implied past missions.) If it begins with this kind of emotional connection, it is easy to see where it might lead to a deeper emotional connotation. It is not a huge leap.
Second of all, I’ve always felt that with Melinda she has always been very clear with regards to her feelings. The fact that she had to make it clear to her husband at the time that she “works” with Phil and is “married” to him speaks volumes. If we were to ever have a confession of love back in season 3, that was it for me. At least on Melinda’s behalf. To me, Melinda’s feelings towards Phil have always been extremely transparent yet never fully divulged where you go “yes, she LOVES him” if that make sense. Melinda was always more of type to demonstrate how actions are louder than words (since she too is also a woman of few words.) It was all in the subtleties with her. I always go back to that scene where Phil is injured in a desert (I think it was the desert) and Melinda rushes off a helicopter and checks his pulse and right there, ever so swiftly, we see a soft and relief smile play upon her lips. See right there? That’s the kind of subtleties this show has been playing with since the earlier seasons. I could listen several but we all know that “You mean a lot to me. A lot.” takes it all. We have Melinda “I Can’t Show Vulnerability At Any Cost” May confess what’s probably already been demonstrated but never articulated to Phil. She was so adamant about it as well, like she had to make him understand how much she cared and how much she valued his trust and that she would never betray him. Never.
As for Phil, a character I enjoy in every scene, this has been the seasons of realization for him. His storyline and the way he has brought himself to this particular phase in his life has been some form of awakening. I think because Melinda May has put barriers all throughout her life, including with Phil, it’s never really been an option to go there for him. I think unconsciously he’s loved her all his life but has shut that particular part away because he never really thought it would happen. He tried finding love elsewhere and it didn’t pan out. It was like he was always drawn back to her or life would draw them together again. Yet, he’s always known how important she is to me. There’s never been anything else to imply the contrary. He’s fallen down some major crisis whenever May leaves him or is emotionally cut off (yes, the “left hand” reference goes nicely right there.) Also, why else would Edward James Olmos’s character take Melinda? Yeah, pretty self explanatory. Anyways, aside from all the side jabs from other characters who reference the closeness and familiarity between the two, there’s the concept of time. They are two grown adults in their prime who have literally died and have quickly reassessed what’s really important in their lives. Nothing quite like death to make you realize what’s really important. This is exactly what’s happened to Phil. He is no longer waiting. There is nothing left to hold them both back. No husband. No past commitments. No emotional baggage. Phil has finally “woken up” to what has laid dormant within him, as cliched as it sounds.
All in all, the sheer level of intimacy between these two throughout all the seasons should make it apparent where the writers were going. I think they have laid a nice framework and are now executing it to perfection because these two were never a huge leap, in terms of narrative. They were going there one way or another.
p.s. Phil Coulson pulling Melinda May as close as possible during that kiss should tell you everything and how long he’s waited to do that. Also, it’s true love if he knows you like tea instead of coffee.
A/N:I’ve been working on this series for awhile and I’m excited to share. A special thank you to @clarinette07 for all of her help. New parts will post on Wednesdays for now. Feedback is always encouraged and appreciated
It’s hard to open your eyes and they press closed immediately as a cramp consumes you, the sweat rolling off of you. Goddammit.
You glance around at the unfamiliar space from the mattress you are on against one of the round walls. Fluttering wings draw your attention higher, to the round, open roof at the top of the circular room. You’re in a silo, or what is left of one.
A door creaks open and you try to sit up, your arm immediately giving out and you want to vomit everywhere, “Fuck.”
“You’re awake,” Dean closes the distance, holding out a water bottle that you take, “I thought we might have lost you there for awhile.”
You don’t respond and he flips a chair around, keeping his distance and sitting down, watching you carefully as you chug the water, coughing as it hits your dry throat.
HOLY FUCK THIS IS HOT!! I just caught up to get this update and it is well worth the read. Oh my god. I need a nice, long bath… Reluctant, Noble Alpha!Dean with animalistic instinct that he just. can’t. suppress anymore? Whoooo!
