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softhairedhotch · 7 months
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for every 🌹 in my ask, i'll post a bit of a wip :)
“I don’t think I trust anyone more than I trust you.”
Aaron’s hand stills as the words sink in. When he looks up at you, he notices that you’re staring at him with so much open love that his breath catches in his throat. He hasn’t been looked at like that in, well, he can’t remember. But when he thinks about it–eyes never leaving yours as you blink innocently at him, not understanding his revelation at that moment–he realizes it’s the way you’ve always looked at him. With complete and utter adoration. 
As if he hung the moon and the stars.
“Oh,” is all he can get out.
“Oh?” 
“Yeah. Oh.”
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void-botanist · 3 months
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Since I technically am working on Nicea right now I'll give you this:
“All right, we’re good to go.” “Sweet.” Tatya seemed to settle back further in her seat. With her hands curled around the arms of the chair, she closed her eyes softly. Then, slowly, a hum rose from her throat, deep and resonant, echoing with otherworldly tones. The view from the screens began to turn and tangle with the impossible rainbows of warp, pale at first, then almost painfully saturated as Tristan brought the Nicea forward. Rodney was so focused on keeping a secondary eye on their progress that he forgot he was waiting for Tatya’s song to turn to words, probably in whatever the local language of Basenaum was. But when it changed, it didn’t sound anything like words. He swiveled his chair to look back at her. Eyes still closed, her body was still except for a slight head bob following the beat she was making with her mouth.
Nicea taglist: @kahvilahuhut @kk7-rbs @outpost51 @writernopal @athenswrites
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grollow · 8 months
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me trying to find something that I think will appeal to you the most with the biggest of eyes
( – chains in a place so dark that no light could dare reach, filled with void and suffused with seals, a prison for the light of morning and pain, so much pain, loss of limbs and leaking void and the overwhelming, pleading feeling of shame – oh, he understood at last, and he wanted – he wanted – You do not deserve their devotion.) 
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YES THANK YOU— THE ONLY ONE PART WAS KILLING ME (ok technically this is four sry)
“What do you want, Thawne?” He was relieved to hear his voice steady.
“You, like this. Finally at my mercy with no strings attached.”
Tis the One sided Eobarry fic (tentatively titled “One thing”) thought that would be a fun one to share
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authorangelita · 11 months
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@karcia89-blog commented with 3 🌹s and I found some very angsty lines for you. 😊
"Mac?" he called out as he dropped the pizzas and rushed toward his partner.  Mac was unconscious and unmoving.  Jack wasn't even sure if he was breathing. 
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kitkatt0430 · 3 months
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Hartley shook his head.  "Definitely not.  And my prints shouldn't be the only ones there.  At the very least there should be some smudged remains of prints from Harrison and maybe Ronnie.  So someone may have at least touched it, or even hacked into it, and then wiped it down afterwards.  I'm guessing you'll eventually need my prints for exclusion purposes?" Barry bobbed his head affirmatively.  "If you don't mind we can do it now?  Since I've got my kit with me.  Otherwise you'd have to come down to the station." "No time like the present," Hartley declared.  "Besides, I'd rather you do me than risk someone else."
From The Pied Piper of Central City, in which Hartley might regret letting the CCPD have his prints later on when he's doing his vigilante stuff, but for now it is an excellent opportunity to flirt with Barry and honestly he's probably not gonna be too concerned about the prints later anyway. (Gloves are a thing, after all.)
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5ivebyfive · 4 months
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Trini settled in, breathing Kim’s scent in. Shampoo, soap, and car exhaust mixed with gas. A scent she had come to feel relaxed at.
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postalninja · 9 months
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🌹- !!!!!
'Despair gripped its cruel fingers around her heart, squeezing until she could hardly breathe. The pounding of her pulse kept pace with the stabbing pain in her head, punctuating her every thought with agony.'
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softhairedhotch · 7 months
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for every 🌹 i receive, i'll share a snippet of a wip :)
cw: mentions of blood/a fight
When Aaron reaches the bar, his heart breaks at the sight of you standing alone outside. He tenses up once he notices that, not only are you alone, but dry blood covers your face, there’s a large bruise forming on your cheek, and the knuckles of your dominant hand are cracked and bloody. “God,” he mutters, running straight for you and grabbing you by the shoulders. “What happened? Where’s the bastard that did this to you?”
You point toward an ambulance down the road. “The coward freaked out when I punched him back and thought he needed medical attention. Most they’re gonna diagnose him with is Dumbassery and Stupid Prick Disease.” You look back at Aaron and weakly smile. “And maybe a concussion.”
Aaron can’t help it, he laughs. “At least you still have your humour. But let's get you home, alright?”
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midnightsun-if · 6 months
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“How do you expect to me to explain how much I love you? This version of love, the way it makes me feel, is wholly new to me— I don’t even know where to begin to describe it to you. I’ve never felt anything similar.” There’s a beat of silent, wherein their eyes soften. “All I do know is that I never wish to stop. I never wish to find out what my life would be like without it. Without you.”
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grollow · 8 months
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🌹🌹 roses for u
I give you a few lines because you gave me two roses (and because you're aewrie <3)
Hollow stilled. Their head turned downward, black eyes a swirl to meet scarlet. “All that I have ever wanted is to be loved. If I must work for yours, time and again, I assume you will make it worth my effort.” Oh, he was being sassed.
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🌹!!
There’s so many to choose frommmmm
“You really thought you could defeat me?” His low whine turned into a howl as Zoom pressed harder on an evidently broken rib.
This is, of course, from Trophy :)
Rose Ask Game
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smurphyse · 1 year
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For you my dear smurph 💐🌹<33
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Since you did a lil bouquet and I'm SO excited for Zero to Hero, here's a blurb <3
“Where am I?” he asks again.
Zero groans dramatically and stalks off toward the front door. Her hand waves toward him and the armchair starts to shake. Eddie lets out an embarrassing yelp as it lurches forward by itself across the hardwood, following Zero out onto the porch.
The midnight blue sky hangs above them as the armchair scooches outside. Eddie grips the armrests tightly until it stops moving and has to peel his fingernails from the fabric. Stars pierce the sky, glittering like thin sparkling tulle in the warm night. A soft breeze glides through, but it doesn’t cut with its chill. Instead, it calms, and his hair dances over his shoulders in time.
Zero points out toward the distance where the blue meets angry pulsing purple and red. The storms Eddie heard over the radio rumbles ten times louder now that he sees it, and his damaged heart drops low into his stomach.
“We’re in the Haven,” she says solemnly. Her eyes glisten with wetness as she watches the storm forming. She points again, “That’s the Darkness, or as you call it…”
“The Upside Down,” Eddie finishes for her in revulsed horror. “We’re still in the Upside Down.”
Zero nods, “You never left.”
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authorangelita · 11 months
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"I knew this was a bad idea," Jack complained as soon as Matty told him that Mac had been arrested by the local authorities.
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kitkatt0430 · 3 months
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“I’ve been his emergency contact for three years. Gee, I wonder what happened three years ago that would make him need a new secondary emergency contact,” Laurel snapped, finally acknowledging her father standing there. Quentin actually winced. “Oh. Yes.” He hesitated. “So I guess things are still bad between you and your father then.” “I can see where Laurel inherited her tact,” Tommy chirped brightly, ignoring the way Laurel marched over and swatted his arm. His arm was fine, it was his head that was hurt, so she picked her target well at least.
From the Arrow S1 rewrite I'm working on. While the main ship is intended to be Tommy/Oliver, Tommy & Laurel will be a big part of it. They're besties and Quentin just... not-so-tactfully ignores this most of the time because of the Tommy & Oliver association. Laurel's a bit fed up with it. (Three years ago Tommy got disowned for standing up to his father about his mother's clinic in the Glades and things have not improved since then. Laurel helped him sue his father; Malcolm is a little scared of her in a court setting these days.)
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nobodywritingao3 · 10 months
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I think your writing style is slick! Everything just flows nicely and is well paced. You have the very wonderful ability to make angst as ANGSTY as possible which holds my adoration because it's soooooooo GOOD!!!! You keep me as a reader captivated start to finish and cliffhangers make you both wonderful and evil as a writer <3 <3 <3
aksjdh thank you
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