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tboygareth · 4 months

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stay right here (till this world is over)

pairing: mafia!au Vinlow (OMCxOXC) | rating: E | word count: 2176

tags: somnophilia, off-screen kink negotiation, frottage, nipple play, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, squirting

written for the STuad server gift exchange as a gift for @steves-strapcollection

Willow didn’t expect their first Christmas with Vinny to be anything special. In retrospect, they realized they… probably should have, but… maybe Willow was still dealing with some feelings of inadequacy with Vinny in comparison to Keziah. The relationship Vinny had with Kez just seemed so much more real to Willow than their own relationship with Vinny somehow, even after all these months.

And that was all on Willow—Vinny had been doing everything in his power to really show Willow that he cared just as deeply for them as he did Kez. He put in the effort to see them or talk to them every day, he brought Willow lunch at the clinic more days than he didn’t, and he went out of his way to really remember the things that Willow told him. He was devoted and loving and affectionate.

But Keziah was better suited to Vinny’s lifestyle. Ze understood Vinny in a way Willow feared they would never be able to.

Willow’s therapist had been telling them for months now that they really needed to process and work through those feelings but it wasn’t easy. Not when Vinny and Kez were attached at the hip the way that they were, or when Vinny was still being so secretive about Willow with his family.

It was hard.

But then Vinny did the things like treat Willow to an entire night designed to make them feel special in a way they’d never experienced before. Treated them like royalty, and bought them designer sweaters and bespoke suits, and worshiped Willow’s body on his knees in the shower and… and the way Vinny talked to them sometimes, especially late at night when it was just the two of them and Vinny, for some reason, felt safe enough to be vulnerable with Willow.

Last night after Vinny got home from midnight mass with Kez and his family, he’d picked Willow up from their condo and brought them back here to his luxurious high rise overlooking the city, and made love to Willow all over the house. And that’s… that’s what it was, last night. Maybe more so than it ever had been before—making love.

And now, here it was: Christmas morning. Vinny laid beside Willow in bed, facing away from them and snoring gently, the slope of his bare shoulders loose and unguarded. Willow was overcome with… something. Desire, maybe. Or an urge to give back to Vinny what he’d given to them the night before. They were still wet from the night before; growing wetter at the thought of touching Vinny now, like this, while he slept.

As they turned over in bed to press their tits to Vinny’s bare back, their hand sliding silently beneath the waistband of his boxers, Willow was reminded of high school sleepovers: anxiety-charged touches between friends sharing a bed, fingers dipping into panties; panting breaths and quiet whimpers in the dark.

This wasn’t like that at all, really. Because Vinny meant more to Willow than the girls that used to whisper right there into the silence of Willow’s bedroom before clenching their thighs around Willow’s fingers and gasping through an orgasm.

That was dangerous, back then.

This was dangerous, too, though. Because Vinny was a dangerous man, with dangerous weapons hidden beneath his pillow. And a reaction time that often rivaled even Keziah’s.

But beneath Willow’s palm, Vinny’s cock began to stir and come to life. His breathing, still even in sleep, didn’t change. And yet WIllow’s heart pounded against their ribs.

They’d done this before, but not like this; Willow had woken some mornings to Vinny’s mouth on their tit, his cock hard against their thigh, his fingers deep inside their cunt. Willow had woken before on the brink of release and had let Vinny have his way with their body like that.

They’d done this before, but they’d always done it the other way around. Touching Vinny in his sleep like this was new and exciting to Willow in a way they’d forgotten sex could be. It made their cunt clench, their dick grow hard; and when they slid their leg over Vinny’s to try and maneuver him to his back without waking him, Willow could feel the way their slick clung to their pubic hair and smeared against Vinny’s thigh.

Vinny was on his back, his face still miraculously slack with sleep as Willow drew his cock out from the front of his silk boxers. Willow carefully straddled him, lowering themself onto Vinny—not taking him inside yet, but grinding their wet dick along the hard length of Vinny’s cock.

Willow kept their movements slow, smooth, determined not to come or get Vinny inside them until he woke on his own. Grinding against him like this, Willow’s own dick throbbed, and the noises, Christ. Willow was so fucking wet, and Vinny was beginning to leak.

Lightheaded and forgetting themself, Willow couldn’t stop the whine that crept up the back of their throat from escaping.

They leaned forward to brace their hands against the headboard, their hips twitching and jerking as warm arousal licked up their spine with every drag of their dick against Vinny’s; letting out small ah, ah, ah noises as their cunt slid wetly against Vinny’s cock. Beneath them, Vinny began to stir, his hips waking first and thrusting against Willow’s body as his hands slid slowly up the expanse of Willow’s thighs to grip their ass and press them forward.

Vinny’s eyes were still closed, his body coming online before his brain, and his voice was low in the back of his throat as he groaned. Willow sped the pace of their hips a little more, unable to hold back the curse hissing through their lips. The pressure in Willow’s cunt was building rapidly, pleasure pulsing and surging along every nerve ending in their body; they weren’t going to be able to hold back their release for much longer.

Vinny’s eyes opened to Willow's tits swinging heavily in his face. He grabbed one of Willow’s tits in his hand and squeezed, his thumb glancing over the hard bud of Willow’s nipple. He surged upward, taking Willow’s nipple into his mouth and sucking hard, teeth pressing sharp into sensitive flesh, and Willow cried out, grinding their dick hard over the stiff head of Vinny’s cock.

“Fuck, Vinny,” Willow whispered.

“Feel good, baby?” Vinny’s voice was gravel rough with sleep. “Want me to fuck you like this, gorgeous?”

He thrust upward, shoving his cock harder against Willow’s soaking cunt, slick noises filling the silent room. Willow nodded frantically, begging Vinny to press inside and fuck them, but he held their hips still instead, grinding grinding grinding—if Willow could just regain control of the rhythm they could finally come.

But Vinny wasn’t having any of it. It was exquisite torture, Vinny’s slow thrusts; his commitment to dragging things out.

“Please. Vinny, babe… I need you inside.”

“Should have thought about that,” he smiled, drawing Willow’s face down to meet his in a kiss.

Vinny's mouth was warm, his tongue soft and wet when it sought entrance to Willow’s mouth. They moaned together, Vinny’s dick twitching against Willow’s, and he bit down gently on their bottom lip as he shifted to slide his cock inside their cunt at last.

Willow, still a little stretched and sore from last night, sighed heavily when Vinny entered them, the muscles of their cunt clenching around the stretch.

“So hot, sweetheart,” Vinny whispered. “So hot for me, so wet. Take what you need, baby, c’mon.”

And Willow took. They swiveled their hips and sank down on Vinny's cock as deep as they could get him, dragging the length of him along their inner walls and against their g-spot. Vinny’s thumb found their dick, stroking little circles over it to make Willow cry out.

The heat built and coiled in their gut as Willow thrust against Vinny with abandon. The bed shook beneath them with the force of Willow’s movements—chasing their release as it hovered just out of reach.

Vinny took their tit in his mouth again, tongue swirling and teeth pressing into their nipple as Willow’s voice—loud enough to drown out the wet slapping of skin against skin—came out high and urgent, babbling Vinny’s name and begging for more, harder, deeper, faster. Vinny’s thumb, still stroking Willow’s dick, was precise and rhythmic, and Willow’s release was coming quick. Willow grew louder, louder, chanting “Yes, Vinny, yes yes yes baby I’m so so close c’mon right there right there right there fuck!”

Willow’s muscles tensed, their thighs locking up and quaking around Vinny’s hips as the first orgasm rushed through them.

And Vinny just kept fucking them through it, his pace unrelenting even as Willow’s voice grew louder and hoarser with delicious overstimulation.

Vinny grabbed them by the tits again, kneading the flesh and rolling their nipples between his fingers. Willow gasped and shook as they finally began to come down from their orgasm. Willow rolled their hips again, and Vinny moaned. He was giving Willow control back, letting them thrust against him, and every noise that punched out of him brought both of them closer to coming. Willow would absolutely come again like this, and Vinny was getting to the point where he was mumbling, babbling, clutching at the sheets beneath him.

He was getting close too.

“Come on, baby, just like that,” he murmured, his voice quiet and urgent.

Willow focused as hard as they could on keeping the rhythm that Vinny liked, this quick pace that would have him coming inside them if they kept it up. It was hard work, Willow’s breath came in short hard pants and the muscles of their thighs burned with exertion.

Vinny’s fingernails dug into the soft flesh of Willow’s thighs as he held them down, thrusting upward hard, and he whined. Warmth flooded Willow’s cunt as Vinny filled them with his cum.

Everything went still. Vinny breathed a deep sigh and gently laid Willow on their back, repositioning himself between their thighs as his softening cock fell free from their body.

He dragged kisses down their neck and shoulder, pausing to suck at their tits again before continuing their journey downward. He kissed Willow’s tummy and hip, his hands pressing their thighs to spread them further for him.

This was always Willow’s favorite part; whenever Vinny came inside them he took his sweet time cleaning them up with his mouth, dipping his tongue inside and sucking their dick into his mouth to bring them off again like that.

And this time was no different.

He started slowly, pressing chaste kisses to their bush before licking the slick off his lips. He teased with little kitten licks at Willow’s dick, smirking at them a little before Willow took him by the hair and guided his face where they wanted it.

Vinny moaned into Willow’s cunt, tongue lapping inside, slurping messily at them before focusing his attention on their dick. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked hard. Willow arched off the bed with a cry. With a filthy moan, Vinny pressed forward even further, tonguing at Willow’s hood and bullying his fingers into their cunt. It sounded wet and messy, the quiet squelching noises making Willow flush a deep red from their cheeks to their chest.

Vinny released Willow’s dick with a little pop, working the hood back with his tongue to tease Willow’s frenulum. Willow jerked and cursed, and their fingers tightened in Vinny’s hair as they shoved his face harder against them. It only urged Vinny on more, and he crooked his fingers with perfect precision to stroke at Willow’s g-spot as he sucked hard on their dick again.

Willow was shaking, the muscles of their abdomen taut with the strain of trying not to come yet, and their hips rocked against Vinny’s mouth with abandon as his moans of pleasure encouraged them.

“Right there. Fuck. Jesus,” Willow heard themself whisper frantically, and Vinny fucked his fingers in and out of them, focusing on their g-spot as he added the perfect amount of pressure and suction to their dick. “Yesyesyesyes fuck I’m coming.”

There was a hot gush as Willow came, and Vinny’s groan was wet and satisfied, like Willow’s release was nectar-sweet, the only thing he ever wanted to taste again.

When it was over, they kissed deeply.

“I love you so much,” Vinny whispered. “You know that, don’t you? That I love you so much it makes me feel guilty and afraid?”

Willow searched his face. For what, they weren’t sure.

“Why guilt?” they asked, matching Vinny’s whisper. “Why fear?”

“Because you deserve a better life. A safer life than the one I can offer you.”

“I don’t want better. Or safer. I walked into this with my eyes wide open, babe. I know the risks. I’m here because I love you, too.”

“Merry Christmas, my love.”

Vinny wrapped Willow into a soft embrace. Outside, a fresh layer of snow was falling upon the city. Inside, Willow was warm. Willow was loved.

#oc posting #bee's blurbs #gift fics #stuadholidayexchange #vinlow

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starfall-spirit · 1 year

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#acotar #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #throne of glass #gift fics #rarepairs #crackships #masterlist #miraculous #feysand #elucien #gwynriel #riorgail #violiaden #sawyer x jesinia

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dsudis · 1 year

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Merry Ficmas!

My family isn't celebrating Christmas until tomorrow, due to my brothers' assorted in-law plans and travel schedules, so I get a blissfully quiet Christmas Day at home to read Yuletide and Dreamling Secret Santa fic until I pass out on the couch. :D

I have multiple gifts this year!

For Yuletide: The Grief of Knives (The Goblin Emperor series, Thara Celehar/Iäna Pel-Thenhior, 2k) a lovely little story with the people closest to Thara offering him as much comfort as he can accept in the aftermath of The Grief of Stones.

For Dreamling Secret Santa: The Christmas Invasion (Hob Gadling dreams of Christmas) (The Sandman, Dream/Hob, TWENTY K) in which Dream has temporarily lost his memory and Lucienne asks Hob to look after him so he doesn't get into trouble in the Dreaming--and also it's a few days before Christmas. Fluffy cuteness, sexiness, Dream accidentally discovering several of his powers, this fic covers all sorts of ground. :D

ALSO for Dreamling Secret Santa (I think from one of the organizers? Everyone got a bonus short story!): Anchor & Anchored (The Sandman, Dream/Hob, 1k) in which Hob gets to be in charge--mostly--of some surreal Dreaming sex. :D

#yuletide #dreamling secret santa #ficmas #gift fics

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appalachianapologies · 9 months

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Tomorrow Under the Stars

a Last Night at the Telegraph Club fic

Despite Lily's family sending her away from Kath—away from everything that she has ever known—Lily is determined to find her way back to Kath. Aka, Some missing scenes between the last chapter and the epilogue.

#well. half of a last night at the telegraph club fic #second half coming soon to a theater near u #in which vi actually writes #last night at the telegraph club #lily hu #kath miller #malinda lo my beloved u are an excellent author i hope this did justice #gift fics

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paperandsong · 1 year

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Gift Fics

I love gift fic culture! What fics have been gifted to you? What fics have you gifted to your fandom friends?

Here are all the fics that have been gfited to me. I love each one and highly recommend them all. They are all very different:

Tercet by @shinyfire-0: Part Three of Pour Like the Rain. Nadir, Erik - and now Christine? An exploration of how things might have been had Erik and Christine met under happier circumstances.

Sweet Sweat by @battydings: Two men make a revelation on a sultry summer night in Persia. Fluff week submission. Pharoga. I have to share this gift with @shinyfire-0 but I’m not mad about it.

The Laundromat by @shinyfire-0: Part 2 of the What Erik and Nandor Do in the Shadows crossover series in which Nandor is the Persian and Erik is his eternal Pharoga vampire lover.

Lubin et Lupins by @hotteaandhistory: When Philippe tells his younger brother, Raoul, and Raoul's best friend, Christine, of his own experience with the lupins of folklore. What happens when the two fanciful teenagers decide to discover for themselves if his story is true? Can Raoul survive a night of stalking the legend AND discovering his feelings for Christine might be more than just friendship? Part of the Légendes rustiques project.

Private Parts by @catcorsair: Christine finds beauty in ugliness. Mind the tags!

If You Give a Corpse a Cookie by @illuminaughti-online: What happens if you find The Living Corpse just out and about, minding his own business as he expires quietly in a gutter – but upon discovering that he is not literally dead, offering him a small token of your mercy? Also includes a cookie recipe!

Heaven’s Light by CleverQuill: This sweet story picks up after my longfic Le roi de Lahore. Christine and Erik found peace in a far off village where they can make music and raise a family. But as the oldest child prepares for her First Communion, she starts asking questions and making requests that could disrupt the household’s tender harmony.

1871 by @flora-gray: Perhaps someone should have cracked a French history book before changing the date in the 2004 film. Written for Commune Week 2021. This fic is hilarious.

Petite Intruse by cotesgoat: One week after the fall of the Paris Commune, Christine meets a strange man in her underground home. Written for PotO Paris Commune Week 2021.

The Phantom’s Flame War Problem by Anonymous (but I know who you are and love it!): For Erik, an eternity of existence means an eternity of picking fights, whether with the creators that misinterpret his story, or just nobodies who offend him online. An Eternal Erik fic.

I also had the honor of having two of my fics translated into Chinese this year by Snowydove7:

拉合尔城的国王 (Le roi de Lahore)

埃里克去做核酸 (Erik Gets a COVID Test)

#phantom of the opera #phic #gift fics #pharoga #phic in chinese #happy holidays!#creepy cats

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hollers-and-holmes · 1 year

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In 1942, the the Allied base on the Island of Malta was the object of more Italian and German air raids than anywhere else in the world. Food, water, munitions and men were growing dangerously scarce. Supply convoys dispatched from the mainland had been repeatedly thwarted by Axis naval forces patrolling the waters of the Mediterranean. Raids by the Luftwaffe were an almost daily reality, and those who survived them faced the very real threat of starvation.

A very AU Christmas gift story for @musewrangler!

#fanfiction #sort of #more like one borrowed character in historical fiction setting #lotr alternate universe #World War II #Gift Fics

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inevitably-johnlocked · 2 years

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Hi Steph!! I gifted you a tooth-rotting fic to boost spirits if you need it!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40620219

hope you enjoy <3 thanks for being a gem

Not Enough by ladylindaaa (G, 4,566 w., 1 Ch. || Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Inexperienced Sherlock, Humour, Giggling, Caring John, Nervous Sherlock, Adorable Sherlock, Smitten John, Fluff) – This is getting a bit unbearable, now. Well... more than a bit.

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LOVELY!!!!!!!! OMG~~~~I'm so SO sorry for not seeing this sooner... was away when you sent it to me and I'm just a poopsmith, LOL.

THAT SAID: WHY!!????!!!!! THANK YOU OMG!!! You're SO kind, and I look forward to reading this one on the weekend!! <3 Thank you so much!!!!

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #fics for me #gift fics #stuff for me #tooth rotting fluff #fluff fics

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dreadfutures · 2 years

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Blue’s Gift Pile

I’ve been honored to receive so many gift works since joining the Dragon Age fandom.

Please check them out, they are all gems!

General Gifts

to be seen feeling - [ @inquisimer ] Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: T

(Mahariel/Morrigan, Mahariel & Others. Genfic!) Duty pulls Halevune from his fragile family and the home they’ve carved in the Crossroads.

In which Mahariel navigates his relationship with Morrigan, fatherhood, and the politics of the Wardens and being an elven Teryn.

The Firefall - [Dragon_Sage]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: M.

(Solas/F!Lavellan). Post-Trespasser. Solas is camped in the ruins of Mythal's most cherished palace, plagued by Regret and guilt around the circumstances of her murder. He would leave, but he desperately requires what he suspects his old friend may have hidden there. Unfortunately, the final obstacle in his path is a door that only one person in Thedas can open: Ellana Lavellan.

This is a beautiful and cinematic adventure fic with a bittersweet twist! Just my kind of gift. I would love for everyone to read it and join me in imagining this beautiful, mysterious palace that Dragon Sage created as a backdrop!

Shadows in the Glass - [@silvanils | KnightDawn] Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: T

“The eyes were all wrong. I should know. I see the right ones every morning.”Something strange is happening in Serault. What else is new?

A mirrorverse of sorts for the Marquis(e) of Serault! Several heroes from different universes reach out to each other in dreamlike, beautiful quality.

Comrades in Arms, Brothers in Broken Chains - [ @rosella-writes]. PODFIC.

Rosella BEAUTIFULLY read a piece I wrote as a podfic!

The Seven Halla - [Ciella]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: T

A Dragon Age version of the German fairy tale, The Six Swans. A perfect gift from the @solavellanhellexchange

Homecoming - [ @queenaeducan-writes]. Two chapters. Complete.

Rating: T

Charter and Harding know that Fen'Harel seeks something in the vaults of a Tevinter Magister. It's a race to gain access to this mysterious artifact, and to keep it out of enemy hands.

Until it isn't.

This fic--an adventure, an intrigue, a world-building exploration, an action piece, and so much more--grabbed me by the heart and didn't let go. Gift from the @arlathanxchange

Bright Days of Halcyon - [ @darethshirl ]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: G

Solas joins Hawen’s clan for a slice of life and celebration. He finds traces of the familiar, fragments of the past, and welcome.

This fic actually drove me to tears, it was nostalgic, poignant, and touching. It is both full of joy and full of tragedy. Gift from the @arlathanxchange

oily marks appear on walls (where pleasure moments hung before) - [ @rosella-writes ]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: M

As an Evanuris, Solas has no vallaslin. He would lay claim to no one. Not even the man he loves.

Just an absolutely gorgeous piece highlighting a tension between Solas and Felassan, yet another problem entirely of Solas's own making. Gift from the @arlathanxchange

What Pride Had Wrought - [ @rosella-writes ]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: G

Mythal through the ages, with Pride at her side. Gift fic from the Beyond The Veil Discord Server’s Masked Satinalia holiday exchange!

Pride’s Hope - [ @rosella-writes ]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: G

Solas may have always been Pride, but Felassan was not always Felassan. Once he chafed under the mantle of another name. Rosella wrote a deliciously angsty Solas (Pride)/Felassan (Hope) fic <3

grab hold of the earth’s four corners - [ @rosella-writes]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: E

The Chargers survived their Venatori encounter at the Storm Coast. Virelan and Krem celebrate together behind the Herald's Rest. Gift from Rosella furthering the Lavellan/Krem agenda!

Gifts about Ixchel Lavellan

Lead Her Through the Darkness - [BECandCall | @warpedlegacy]: Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: T

This is the story of how Ixchel found her name. BECandCall aka DuchessofSwoll wrote this gift for me during the Dragon Age Fanfiction discord server’s OC swap month.

The Day the Dread Wolf Wed the Brave Guide - [exalted_dawn | @exalted-dawn-drabbles ]. Ongoing.

Rating: T

My beautiful friend and dear Beta, Ed, decided to write how her Dalish OC Talenna convinced and orchestrated Ixchel to do a bonding ceremony with Solas, at the Arlathvhen, after Corypheus’s defeat. It’s beautiful and I adore it.

Finding Hope in Ruins - [BlueWren]. Oneshot.

Rating: G

A gift from the 2022 April OC Swap for the DAFF Discord Server, where Solas and Ixchel talk about hope together.

The Inexorable Tide - [kittynomsdeplume]. Oneshot.

Rating: T

Ixchel appeared in Elvhenan in an explosion that leveled Falon’Din’s temple. Dirthamen takes her in, for she wears his vallaslin, and slowly teaches her the Elvhen language...and they fall in love. A BEAUTIFUL GIFT from the 2021 Beyond The Veil Discord Server Satinalia Exchange

Champion - [Fenrevas | @rakshadow]. Oneshot.

Rating: G

Rak wrote this lovely interaction for a Discord server event <3 A Boxing Club au where Ash Hawke meets Ixchel Lavellan, her new boxing instructor.

Alas’nira - [thebrain_urchin | @dalishkadan ]. Oneshot.

Rating: E

A beautiful 500-word Solas POV gift! The Dalish warn their children to watch out, lest the Dread Wolf catch them. They never speak on what it would be like for the Dread Wolf to be caught instead.

Fade-Touched - [ @rosella-writes]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: M

Dirthamen learns from his Champion to set aside study.

Dirthamen (yes that one) and Ixchel bang in a magical orchard with aphrodisiac peaches.

The Mirrorverse.

The Dragon Age Fanfic Writers Discord Server anniversary (Aug 2021) generated a bunch of crossover-type gift fis and introduced the idea of a multiverse connected by eluvians. Thus, the Mirrorverse was born.

The Bar at the End of the Multiverse - [CrackingLamb]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: T

Multiple Inquisitor Lavellans wander through mysterious eluvians and find themselves at a bar for some bonding time.

i want to share your mouthful - [RosellaWrites]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: E

Virelan Lavellan post-Trespasser struggles to let go of the weight of her responsibilities as Inquisitor and mother. Ixchel helps with sparring, bathing, and some sex.

to call for hands of above (to lean on) - [RosellaWrites]. Ongoing.

Rating: G

Virelan Lavellan and Solas have reunited, and now their son Tulin is coming of age. Tulin wants to take the vallaslin, knowing what it represents--but he wants Solas and Virelan to help in the ritual. Virelan doesn’t know how to ask Solas such a favor, and turns to Ixchel for some hope.

tell me if i drown - [Lalaen]. Oneshot. Complete.

Rating: M

Gethrael Lavellan, reeling after a horrific experience in Wicked Eyes, Wicked Hearts, goes to the Bar at the End of the Multiverse and runs into Ixchel.

The Brave Guide’s Friend - [ExaltedDawn].

Rating: M

When the Eluvian had appeared before her, Ixchel could have never suspected that it would lead to the loss of a friend. But when Talenna stumbled through the glass, bloodied and afraid and clutching two young children, Ixchel is forced to come to terms with the fact that she will yet again have to say goodbye to someone she loves. And in doing so, will finally repay a favor long owed.

#fic rec #gift fics #exchange fics #long post #arlathanxchange #solavellan hell exchange #masked satinalia exchange

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abubblingcandle · 4 months

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Six Sentence Sunday (Saturday)

(from the JanJamie gift fic) (I'm super busy tomorrow so posting today!)

“But this is not just going to the Netherlands. It’s going to the Netherlands with my boyfriend, to meet his family for the first time, at Christmas!” Jamie exclaimed, dropping his head into his hands in a desperate attempt to hide the flush that was spreading up his neck to the tips of his ears. “Jamie,” Roy sighed. In someways this was worse than the Diamond Dogs, but at least Roy had a kebab while trying to coach his star player with the mental age of a teenager through his relationship problems. When did this become his life? “Despite everyone’s warnings and despite what I am sure is Jan’s better instincts, he cares about you and if he has invited you to meet his family then that means he is serious about you. For some reason,” Roy explained.

#candle writes #ted lasso fanfic #jamie tartt #roy kent #gift fics

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jamiesfootball · 5 months

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How about word for the word thing.

I abuse the word 'word' I literally did not even have to search it was already right there in the doc.

So I went out and found more. Like, in each story, I use the word word a heinous amount of times. You're welcome <3

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid (the tiktok recipe / jamie's career retrospective fic)

"But you're a good coach!" Warmth pooled into Roy's chest, the easily-given praise hitting him in a spot he hadn't realized felt vulnerable until Jamie went poking his fingers at it. Unfair of him, to go around spitting those kinds of words at people without warning.

Gift Fic

"Which one is not making sense?" Dani frowned. "Did you sleep? It is harder to remember new words when you are tired." Jamie shrugged. "I napped a bit while you were out. I don't always sleep well in public. See, it's this one here." He leaned over to show Dani the spot on the page that his finger was pointing to. When Dani grabbed the book from his hand, Jamie stayed there, pressed against his side, and Dani wiggled his arm around so that he could wrap it around his his shoulder. Jamie exhaled deeply, his eyes slipping closed. His friend was more tired than he'd admit.

The Vacant House Behind Our Home

Every day, it seemed he would find Sam writing his papa a letter. "You can read it if you want," Sam offered. He held the paper out with a smile. "I usually ask one of the others to look it over. It is a struggle for me to record my thoughts about this place on paper. I often find later that my words have been blotted and my thoughts censored. This place does not care for the way I speak of it." He phrased this as though this was a fault of the world, not the fault of himself. A commendable trait, and something Dani loved dearly about his friend.

I Still Feel Like the Same Person I've Been (the 5+1 jamie falling asleep pavlovian fic)

Jamie yawned. A fresh wave of exhaustion rolled through, and he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes in the hopes that it'd ward off the tension headache that'd been brewing since word of his loan came through. His water bottle pressed solid against his arm, tantalizingly close, but that’d require sitting up. While Roy growled at Colin, the fuzzy feeling returned, wrapping around his head like a stuffy hat. Even after showering, his skin still felt flush from the pitch, and the soft prickle of the A/C was like...was like the opposite of wrapping yourself in a towel after you'd just been in the pool. Was goddamn relaxing, was what it was. His eyes slipped closed.

Oh God You're Gonna Get It (You Have Not Been Given Love)

Chartreuse didn’t begin to cover it. Why Jamie considered a - and he was using the word loosely here - designer track suit appropriate attire for anything higher than a food court was beyond Roy’s comprehension. The acidic highlighter color rendered it nearly glow in the dark. "It’s bright and distracting so won’t recognize my face,” Jamie explained. Isaac wagged his finger at him. “Smart.”

#fic wip word alternative #writing snippets #fic: oh god you're gonna get it (you have not been given love)#fic: the vacant house behind our home #fic: you're gonna go far kid #the 5+1 jamie falling asleep pavlovian fic #gift fics #roy kent #jamie tartt #dani rojas #sam obisanya #thank you as always <3

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theobscurepotato · 1 year

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The Knight & the Dragon (8770 words, complete)

When the young Neocount offered no introduction or explanation, Damien sighed. Apparently Andrys Tarrant also inherited the obnoxious quality of turning blankly inscrutable at the worst vulking moment.

"What do you want, Andrys? I’m assuming this isn’t a social visit."

Andrys bit his lip, and then nudged the child forward. "Gerald, say hello."

A birthday gift for @first-and-last-neocount. Published back in August, but @straysinfiltrator just created lovely cover art for this, so I felt obligated to make a tumblr post. <3

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#coldfire trilogy #theobscurepotatowrites #my fics #gift fics #gerald tarrant #damien vryce #kid fic

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coffeedrgn87 · 2 years

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Fic Authors Self Rec

Thank you very much for tagging, @phoebe-delia. Since I have 150 works to choose from and do not possess the ability to be impartial about the fruits of my hard labour, I will take @basicallyahedgehog's advice and use a random number generator.

The numbers I rolled are 1, 3, 9, 53, and 107. And because I rely on Georgie to help me make decisions (what, adulting is hard), we're going with number 1 being my most recent fic.

1 - in the jungle, in the mighty jungle [Dronarry, M, 2.2K] Summary: In which Ron's got himself into a pickle, and it's up to Draco and Harry to fix it. 🌟💜 Well, what can I say? This was my first time writing Dronarry, and I am still reeling from the experience. It's my response to the prompt 'jungle', which the lovely @veelawings left in my asks, and I'm so grateful for getting the chance to write something for this gorgeous triad, especially after @wolfpants' Tiny Home changed me for all eternity. By the way, if you'd like to prompt me, here's a list.

3 - Draco’s Bat Burrito [Drarry, T, 410 words] Summary: The fastest way to bring out Draco's soft side is to put him in charge of a bat baby. 🌟💜 A fabulous conversation with my darling @emmalovesdilemmas [check out this amazing site blog that gives me all the fuzzies] led to the existence of this little drabble. Both it and the giftee have a special place in my heart. If you don't know what a bat burrito is, check out this video, your life will be richer for it.

9 - tell me you love me without telling me you love me [Harry/Charlie, T, 610 words] Summary: In which Charlie finds a way to express his affection for Harry, and Harry is perfectly fine with that. 🌟💜 Sometimes, the mood to write strikes me, but I have zero ideas. Thankfully, my dearest Ali (@nv-md) always has something up her sleeve, so all I have to do is ask for prompts [Overexposed and As You Wish, Minister ruined me, by the way, I will never be the same ever again, and I don't want to be]. The prompt for this particular fic was 'forehead kisses', and since I have a very soft spot for Harry/Charlie, the choice was easily made.

53 - Practicing for the ballet, Potter? [Drarry, T, 234 words] Summary: They never tire of this, know just how to pass the time. 🌟💜 I don't know what on earth made me write this. A likely story is having Draco's iconic line stuck in my head, and simply didn't know what to do with it. I was also trying to experiment with a slightly different style of writing, at least I think I was.

107 - The Day The Weasel Crashed The Party (And Got More Than He Bargained For) [Drarry, M, 3.3K] Summary: It's a perfect evening; the restaurant is exquisite, the champagne is cool and bubbly, and Harry is in the company of the only man he wants to spend tonight with…until his best friend, Ronald Weasley, makes a surprise appearance. Things can only go pear-shaped from here on, or can they? 🌟💜 Oh wow, this tale is like three years old, which makes me somewhat hesitant to take a closer look at the writing. I should really have more faith in my writing. Anyways, I haven't thought about this particular fic for a good while, but I do remember it was fun to write. I got the inspiration from this little clip created by @paquim, who is incredibly talented. Weirdly enough, after writing my first Dronarry, I feel like this fic is the perfect requisite to eventually get them together.

Once again, thanks so much for the tag, Pheebs. I'm extending this to @wolfpants @nv-md @cavendishbutterfly @makeitp1nk @nelweensfic @aqua-myosotis @thebooktopus @corvuscrowned @ghaniblue and whoever else would like to take a trip down memory lane and share some of their works.

#author self rec #my fics #my writing #coffeedragon writes #trip down memory lane #drarry #dronarry #harry/charlie #prompt fics #gift fics

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