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forbiddensaintessandsinner · 8 months

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'The heart lies to where it's going...'

(AU) Ship Writing no. 5 Lynette x Mellow (@fumikomiyasaki)

Mentions: AU writing (Detective AU), Nothing much but fluff, And a tiny bit of spice (For Comedy Purposes),

Other OCs mentioned: Mine and Fumi's OCs in the AU Writing (Only a few).

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It was a daily and the usual afternoon... A very usual daily afternoon of the agency, well just simple workspaces filled up from desk to desk of the current employees doing the usual like any other regular people would. No new cases were brought up for the time being so it's just the normal work just needing to be piled up and passed to the chief and the other higher-ups in the police alongside with the agency policies. For clearly, it was a normal afternoon within the busy streets of the city with the brighten of the sun sharing its rays to spread throughout the city till for a couple of hours for it to enter its sunsets upon it. Apparently one of their best detectives and is also a female detective is currently on errands at her family's restaurant and is quickly busy right after her shift ended and now entered her second afternoon schedule, which many wondered within the office how she'd managed to get more energy for the whole working long hours within the morning till lunch and proceed to do her restaurant job? Well that's their 'best detective' being a busy worker.

Well the sounds of the chattering of the employees were within the workspace as the door eventually opened, revealing the pink-haired girl within her usual clothing attire and was carrying rather lots of packaged food, it appears she's on her last delivery which it was supposed for the agency she's working on. One of the officers stood up from their seats the minute they saw the young girl holding their orders in neatly packaged boxes and placed in plastics that were easy to carry for the young girl. She managed to offer the remaining ones to her co-workers, including one very happy Leroy who managed to get a catch of his sushi order from her, after knowing her cooking skills were, he didn't hesitate to grab a snack from it. And eventually he was the last one to get his box as Leroy managed to grab it with a cheeky smile which Lynette gave a chuckle.

"Sup, Lynn. Busy as usual, eh?" He smiled as he held his sushi box with the usual smile which Lynette gave him a good laugh.

"The usual as you know it, but then again at least I'm busy for a while till a new case comes up soon." Lynette replied as she then checked on her list of orders, that seems to be the last one to be settled with.

"Sometimes you gotta get the flow you on the go, but then again. That's you being you, Lynn."

"The same goes for you when it comes to relaxing daily, I should probably have a small break or two."

"Haha! you gotta follow it the Leroy's style~!"

As the two fist-bumped each other, Lynette then took a turn within the workspace and eventually noticed that someone isn't here in the office while Leroy eventually opened his delivery and dig in with delight as he started chewing his food.

"I don't see Mellow around here.. Strange." Lynette stated as she mumbled, that is till Leroy answered her question.

"Oh about that, Little Mel is under the weather. So he's on leave due to catching a cold right now." The purple-haired male replied before he could take a bite of his food.

"He's sick today...? I see..." Lynette repeated after getting the news from him as she then saw Leroy and her other co-workers eating the delivered pick-up food, she was looking rather surprised to hear that coming from Leroy who is also Mellow's childhood best friend but remained calm afterward. The reaction was rather interesting to see from another's perspective. Leroy took a glimpse of her expression towards it and pretty much had an idea of it, because he saw an extra order that was meant for Mellow who isn't here in the office.

The thing was Mellow was Lynette's assistant on the job within the agency and its cases within this office by the two, despite the fact that he got the job from the help of Leroy without any rebuttal, he only worked as one of the assistants for a while... Except on that day when Lynette got in as a new detective from the recruiting by the chiefs of the agency Quinn and Henry, but the pink-haired girl's recruitment in the agency was rather a huge messy one due to a murder incident that Lynette was involved with before it went smoothly.... What's much more unfortunate is that the killer had clearly almost dragged both Mellow and Lynette into the mess as well but it was then both of their talents blossomed during the investigation. Lynette alongside with Mellow had to prove their innocence without backing out, what's more surprising is that Lynette also identified and caught the killer that led her on a chase at them which Mellow had to call back-up for assistance since Lynette herself was kind of take life-or-death risk which it was enough to worry for, poor Mellow had gotten to a nearly heart-attack from seeing it himself which led Leroy and the others knowing that girl has a strong sense of justice but in a cost price with her own life. But in the end with the arestment, Quinn had offered her a job and even let Mellow to be her assistant after that.

Henry and Leroy were wondering why he'd done it but, to Quinn who is odd in the eye but fun to hangout with but quite a troublesome fellow for Lynette's workload, he stated that he sees the potential in both of them as partners for incoming cases in the future, although the two couldn't get that question across but it seems that get got most of words, well that's for Leroy though not Henry who got confused but he went along with it in the end. And as a result, Lynette became one of the young recruits for the detective workload in the company with Mellow as her fleshed newly assistant. Of course, Lynette had apologized to him about the mess that happened since she was waiting for a chance to talk to him but Mellow told her that none of it was her fault and this resulted for the two to become friends afterward and eventually worked for the agency. Though a few such as Leroy and Quinn might have noticed but then- there's something else that had blossomed aside from their potential as well but Lynette didn't see it.

"Man, I thought he was around in the office by this hour... But nevermind, I still need to deliver mushroom stew to him before it gets wasted." Lynette muttered as she looked at the last box which was meant for Mellow, but since he was sick and on temporary leave due to his fever Lynette was rather stuck.

"Well then, how about drop by his place?" Leroy stated that Lynette turned around by the time he said his word, eventually he was almost finishing his plate.

"Guess that's quicker to finish the job, but I don't know his address and location though..." Lynette stated as Leroy then stood up from his seat and then took a piece of paper and then wrote it down with a pen, this made Lynette know that he was writing the address down for her.

"Here, I'm pretty sure you know where this neighborhood is, but his house is on the right side near where the general park is," Leroy replied as he handed the paper to Lynette she looked at the address as Leroy explained where to start looking around the neighborhood, eventually Lynette her thanks to him as she left the office with her scooter to mark her last delivery.

Passing by the quiet town of the neighborhood within the written address from Leroy, Lynette noticed the sunsetting within the atmosphere which made the lovely neighborhood in the city rather beautiful to look at. This neighborhood is located to where the lighthouse is across the island nearby at the west in this neighborhood, which is why it has said to believed to be the best spot for romantic dates for a couple's aniversary day. The pink-haired girl was admiring the view from her scooter as she drove around the neighborhood as she looked from house to house till she arrived at the last one which it was colored red and was filled with gardens of crops and flowers, she then had arrived at her stop.

"...so, this is Mellow's home." She muttered under her breath, apparently she's okay on visiting her friends houses whenever a delivery is over for her stead, but she never stepped foot in a boy's house before such like Mellow or her other male co-workers back in the agency, most of her stay houses were her female buddies on her break stead. Lynette then went up to the door and eventually rang the doorbell and was about to wait but instead the door opened, there stood a red-haired woman who seems to be similar to Mellow's red hair, the sudden surprise startled Lynette as held Mellow's food box order, eventually the red-haired woman was surprised to see a visitor this hour of the sunsetting but it was then she recognized the box that she was holding and eventually noticed her startled face.

"Are you the delivery woman for my son's food?" She asked which Lynette had silently nodded.

"Yes, I am.." Lynette muttered, trying to recover from the surprise that happened earlier. It was then she was greeted with a gentle smile.

"I see, my poor son was hoping for his delivery that he couldn't leave the bed since he needed to rest, but I thank you, young lady." The woman replied looking rather worried for her son, which it was enough to Lynette to puzzle it in her mind, the woman standing at the door here is Mellow's mother.

"I see..."

"By any chance.. Are you the detective that my son has been paired with?"

"...uh- yes...? It's hard to explain- Especially the mess that was settling on me-"

"To think my son has met a fine young girl like you! I was wondering what kind of girl you were after he'd mentioned that his partner was a girl. But you're absolutely adorable!"

The pink-haired girl then eventually stayed pure silent as she looked of how happy Mrs. Mildew was, even her , Lynette was not expecting this sudden sunset event after her busy morning and afternoon till night routine. Despite herself, this was the first time for her... Well someone from Mellow's family that is. The girl has no idea of what to say next since the conversation had go keep going. But before she could talk, Mrs. Mildew then spoke another question.

"Are you planning on heading back, my dear?"

"Yeah, it's getting late for me right now, I'll be heading back to my home now-"

"It won't be much but, would you like to join for dinner tonight?"

".... Huh? Join you... For dinner?"

This was eventually sudden for Lynette, she was invited to dinner... In the Mildew household? As if her brain was trying to process a bit, she then blinked as Mrs. Mildew answered her question after that.

"Of course, my sister and husband won't mind a visitor like you joining us for tonight, and surely my son will be surprised to see you once he wakes from his bed!" Mrs. Mildew explained, which Lynette was rattled but then again she can't refused her invitation. Huffing at least one breath, Lynette agreed to her invitation as Mrs. Mildew offered her inside of the house as the sun then set from the view.

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Mellow eventually sighed while sweating and in a bright feverish red color around his cheeks, laying on his bed in his room as he noticed the day slowly ended as night time entered. He cough this fever during the rain on his weekends till the next morning his aunt noticed his being drowsy and feverish which resulted him to take the leave from the agency. He was awake for a while till then he felt drowsy and fell asleep to rest more after taking his medicine that his father gave him. Mellow felt pretty much on himself rather stupid for getting soaked on the rain and now he got this situation. Plus, he was supposed to pick up his delivery order from Lynette back from the agency and wondered if she ever got it delivered here in his house, but then again he didn't give her his home address and wondered for a while...

In his bedroom, the lights were turned off but the fireflies light around at some parts of his room were light up in a soft dim glow, just to soothe the red-haired boy's eyes from the brightness from turning on the lights if he ever flipped the switch to turn on the lights or nor, however he feels that his fever is being effected by the medicine he took earlier but Mellow was still drowsy as his eyes were closed as time then eventually passed on, but little did he know that something rather happened while he was resting on his bed for the whole afternoon till sunset.

He was sleeping on the other side of his bed near at the wall, sleeping soundly and in peace but little did he know that an hour ago while sleeping to rest for a while, something or someone entered in the dim room rather unannounced, well more like they stood behind the bed as they eventually only sat beside the bedside and eventually fell asleep alongside with him...

About two whole hours has passed as nightfall entered with the full moon appearing in the dark sky as the lights then filled up from one after another, and eventually Mellow slowly woke up from his long hour nap, he then touched his forehead and realized that his fever eventually died down and went back to his normal body temperature. He sighed in relief that his fever is now gone and eventually glad, he could go back to work and will pick up his delivery tomorrow... Or so as he thought as he was about to reach for his lights with a flip of his fingers- a sudden surprise awaited for... Two.

Once Mellow turn on his lights in a very drowsy state, he was now facing rather another face near his bedside of his bedroom. A certain pink-haired girl was also napping peacefully but only her head on the mattress alongside with her arms as the rest of her body laid on the floor, but the pink-haired girl's face was covered with her arms but as the lights were turned on, caused her to flinch- as the two drowsy ones looked at each face to face.

Both eyes went wide awake immediately.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH-!!!!"

Mellow was startled as Lynette backed herself away from him, causing both faces to be rather flushed in both pink and red. Well for likely more for Mellow than Lynette though if you think of the picture here.

"L-L-L-LYNETTE?! WHA- I- HOW DID YOU-?!" Mellow stuttered, becoming much more red to match to his red-colored hair, he wasn't expecting to see his detective partner in his house- no, in his own bedroom right now. His eyes surely went spiralling immediately as Lynette got her composure back.

"Mellow! There's an explanation for all of it, and please don't pass out or you won't hear it from my perspective!" Lynette yelled back, as Mellow then eventually stopped himself as Lynette explained what had led her here to his house. Eventually this led him to know the whole picture afterward. This called Mellow down as he took a breath to calm down. But the atmosphere in the room felt rather awkward for him now that she's here...

To tell the truth in his POV by eye of vision or mind of thinking, ever since he first met her back on that highschool case months ago, truly it was nothing more than serious mixed with chaos in between for much that Mellow couldn't handle it but that's when he met Lynette midway in the process till they got dragged into more trouble than before... But the sheer minute he witnesses of her life-or-death risks during the arrestment of the true culprit, Mellow couldn't help but get into rather twenty-five stages of shocks mixed in grief of worries and many more. He could have gotten another heart attack if it weren't for the other officers in the agency to finish the work right after Lynette and her deductions alongside with Mellow with his assistance by each suspects. Mellow wasn't expecting to become her assistance and partner in hand afterward, well as time goes by... He eventually gained rather a simple crush on her but then it turned into true feelings of love after she managed to rescue him during on a bombing case and stayed by his side at the office till nightfall, naturally he fell for her actions and personality of a human being but Lynette was a bit dense like a rock for herself to notice something he's taking his time to prepare. He'd still remember those crazy memories with her during work and free time but didn't managed himself to find the courage to confess to her himself but he needed the timing... But it always gets stopped by work or chaos piling up much for his luck for everytime as he tried.

But she's invited in his own house by his mother, which it crumbled him as he can feel his heart beating out of rhythm and is about to explode but Lynette took the word to break off the silence.

"You seems to feel better Mel, how's recovery going for you?" She asked as she shook her head, taking this conversation slow and steady.

"Y-Yeah... My temperature lowered a bit so I'm okay now, sorry to worry you. Did I missed anything back from the agency?" Mellow replied as he pick up his glasses that were nearby at his desk.

"No, just usual paperwork but due to your sick leave it's being handled by Quinn for now, so you're okay till you get back in top shape." Lynette stated as she sat herself down properly to make herself comfortable.

"Ah... I see. But Lynn... It's hard to believe that you're in my room, you know..." The red-haired boy muttered rather in a shy voice.

"Well about that- Your mother alongside with your aunt had invited and agreed for me to join you and your family for dinner for tonight." Lynette mentioned as she avoided eye-contact as Mellow eyes went wide the minute she'd spoke it.

"Huh?! My mom-?!"

"Mel, I can't turn her down like that!!"

"I know! But-"

"Wait just a minute. Mel don't move."

Before another word was spoke Lynette stood up, it looks like she'd noticed something that was off of place which Mellow eventually stopped his words as he noticed her coming forward which his heart then went out of hand.

"L-Lynn..?" Mellow spoke which it sounds like a stutter of missing words as she reached her hand out for his hair, making him flushed in red and wondered what she's doing.

"There's a speck on your head, don't move for a bit." Lynette then went through his hair to get the dust of his head, her balance was tipped over due to the floor since she was wearing socks- causing the pink-haired girl to lose her balance on her stance on the bed and tripped over on the red-haired boy. Which caused the two to panick and scream again once more... The situation became... Different.

Lynette managed to stop her herself from landing on Mellow's body but as her eyes we're closed shut till she stopped the impact on herself- but as she opened her eyes, there stood herself on top of him, seeing Mellow's flushed red face but to her it looked rather...charming in her perspective. Mellow also opened his eyes as well to find Lynette's startled but for him it was... Very attractive than her positive cuteness. But they went back to reality like a snap, both stayed silent as their faces didn't flushed as much like before because it was too close of their faces to handle but this?

Was a hold new different level for them .

"..................eh? Wha-"

Before they say another word, both eyes went wide to realize but then they heard footsteps coming- The one who opened the door was eventually Mellow's father, who looked rather in concern due to the double screams that he and his wife and sister-in-law kept hearing from the kitchen and dinner room. But when he opened the door just to see Mellow still on the bed but stood up in a sitting position and Lynette distanced herself away from Mellow just as the door opened. The two were sweating and red which made Mr. Mildew pretty confused of the situation.

"Son? Is everything okay? We hear you both screaming.." The father asked, which he pretty much went confused to see their red faces flushed more than the previous ones.

"N-Nothing Dad... Just an accident or two... It wasn't serious..." Mellow stampered, hoping to hide what had actually happened as Lynette stayed in pure silent.

"I see... For some reason, you both looked like there was euphoria being settled here... Or was I seeing things?" Mr. Mildew added, which the arrow had been struck by the two or a giant rock crashed their mind which caused them to say silently no at him quickly as they could, hoping really he doesn't get the wrong idea.

"Maybe not, but I'm here telling you both that dinner is almost finished. We'll call you down afterward." The man mentioned as he then left the room with footsteps being heard going down stairs. Both Lynette and Mellow sighed in relief... But with the word 'euphoria' was enough to cause the two to shake and sweat a lot, which it sounds like they were both crossing the deed.... Which it was not true.

".......sorry about before. Slippery on socks on floors." Lynette spoke which it was an apology.

"...it was an accident, it's nothing to be sorry about..." Mellow replied back as the two then looked at each other in the eye directly in contact, then Lynette laughed awkwardly as she then flashed an awkward-like smile at Mellow.

"Anyways, put all of that aside... I'd look forward to dinner fun with you tonight... If it's not much.."

"....yeah. You'll be just okay.."

As a simple day turns into a night of a ball between them once they were called down for dinner, to the both...?

The heart lies to where it's going...

#ship writing no. 5 #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #mc #oc #ship fanfic (au ver.)#lynette mitchell #lynn #au writing

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umblrspectrum · 2 days

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i love learning cursive just to write text for exactly one character

#fun umbral lore. i can barely read cursive #if you want to hide anything from me then write it in cursive and i will literally never be able to read it #or write it. i had to google cursive text generator and copy it for this #ill settle on textbox designs also eventually #god its been so long since i've drawn the manor gang i think #saw this post and i immediately thought “cyn”#it has nothing to do with her being my number 1 blorbo. bite me #murder drones #art #murder drones n #murder drones v #murder drones j #murder drones cyn #serial designation n #serial designation j #serial designation v #they're so gay also they blushed immediately after this and made out probably im still torn between like 5 different ships #curse you fanfics for putting these ideas in my head

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stealingyourbones · 7 months

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Short DPXDC Prompts #919

Danny worked as a British Secret Intelligence Agent alongside Alfred. The two did missions together and were an incredibly good team. Even after Alfred left Britain and started working for the Waynes, he kept in touch with Danny. Notes of longing and love they wish they had stayed hidden under a loose floorboard in Alfred's bedroom. The two never got together in fear of reprimand from their supervisors but they still held a very special place in their heart for each other. Now without having to worry about being fired, their long distance friendship blooms into a very sweet and sappily romantic relationship. Alfred has been working with the Wayne's for decades now. Bruce is Batman, Jason is Red Hood, Damian Wayne arrives at the Manor. Time has passed and Danny and Alfred still keep in contact. Alfred gets a letter from Danny. One that says Danny is moving to Gotham as he has finally retired and wants to settle down near his love. Alfred invites Danny to move into the Manor. Danny declines the offer, rather wishing to have his own apartment in the Diamond District instead. Alfred still sets up the joint room next to his just in case Danny changes his mind. It's been a bit over half a century since they last saw each other face to face. Danny is arriving in Gotham in ten days. Finally, He can be with his love once more.

#dpxdc #bones prompts #btw all of these prompts are from my 5 hour writing session i did. there is 78 of these fuckers in total. this is going to take foreverrrrr #theyre just cute old lovers :)#ship name is the caretakers #danny phantom

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hyakunana · 8 months

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"Were you even listening? How many reports, Ikora? How many times did I tell you what I saw?"

#destiny #destiny 2 #destiny the game #destiny art #bungie #ikora rey #exo stranger #elsie bray #season of the witch #fanart #i say 'season of the' and you guys complete 'lesbian drama' alright #i already filled my obligatory hive!eris drawing ok check dark future chap 5 #in case this isn't obvious this is an elisabeth bray appreciation blog in disguise #and whatever mad decision she makes after this season is valid including idk sHOOTING HER OWN SHIP AT THE HELM TO STOP THIS MADNESS #ok but srsly tho rites of passage page 2 gave me some extra life and anxiety for the plot future xckvnkvn #my favorite part of season of the witch is shutting up everyone who had the audacity to look at me and say 'we already stopped the df'#lbr we will prevent it sure but the key word is //WILL// and im so happy this season proved my point #bungie loves planting plot points through lore text and they didnt write a whole collection of dark future timeloops for nothing

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boilingrain · 3 months

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I've been doing Alhaitham's story quest and I understand why people ship these two. They're like an old married couple

#these bitches gay! good for them #also you can't tell me that Alhaitham isn't autistic #I have more to say but I've been trying to make myself not write essays in the tags as often #anyways Alhaitham is definitely in my top 5 favorite characters so far #genshin impact #rain's adventures in: genshin impact #alhaitham #kaveh #kavehtham #haikaveh #tagging the ships because I mentioned them

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luck-of-the-drawings · 3 months

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my TWO FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD, VAMPIRES N COWBOYS... deacon keller is SUCH a fun character, hes charming and funny but ALSO formidable and STRONG when he feels he needsta be. i hope him and arthur can get a chance to talk more and be better friends. l ike really good friend s. . like. like really good f. hangon i gotta go i think i hauve rabies.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi suckening #jrwi suckening spoilers #deacon keller #arthur bennett #OOUGUGHHAAOGUguguhh i feel so cringe whenever i ship two characters. like theyre not even REAL #why cant i be more 'hyperfixated' on getting bitched or something. CHRIST. anwyay i want em to hold hands or smth. yknow. freak stuff.#SO DEACON KELLER!! HE OVERHEARD ARTHUR TALKIN ABT THIS PLACE GETTING ATTACKED.. WE SAW HIM APPROACHING #AND THEN THE WHOLE FEAST PORTION OF THE PARTY HAPPENED N HE GOT STUCK #BUT HE KNEEEWW HE OVERHEARD ARTHUR SOMEHOW!! i just think thats neat. hes dedicated to protecting his people. hes respectable!!#GOD he doesnt even have that much screen time but i LOVE HIMMM n his silly lil shadow steed named Sunshine.. like cmon.... ugh.....#hes sweet n hes funny and he CAARES about the things hes in charge of on some levels. he certainly does his best to look after his own.#god idk what else to write here other than how much hes been on my MMMIND lately. the doctors are still running diagnostiscs #i just think hes so neat... also i think its funny that hes afraid o snakes. OH YKNOW lemme just talk abt my damn art. first o all this too #SSSOOO LONG. WEEKS EVEN.IVE BEEN WORKIN ON IT SINCE EP 5 WAS ON PATREON.it was sposed to be justa buncha doodles but then it Evolved #idk man...cowboys are just so cool...especially w VAMP POWERS..fastest shot in the west for a REASON BABY...n with the red smoke #n the glowing eyes..CMOn thats so cool i hadta get my visions into reality. the eyes were inspired by the music video for RATTLESNAKE (kglw #that where the IM THE SERPENT lines come from.lyrics from tha song.ooh yeah i love kglw so much...i also have other hidden messages here #i like to hide things...ALSO ALSO. I HAD SO MUCH TROUBLE W SO MUCH O THIS. the two bits with arthur n deacon biting eachother. AGONY #POSES ARE SO HHARRDDD SAME WITH THAT doodle o arthur slammin deacons head into the ground. WEEKS to get that pose RIGHT. I BLED SO MUCH #OHH AND GUNS???COWBOYHATS?? HIS GAY LIL JACKET? W THE DANGLIES?? AGOONYYY IT TOOK SO LONG TO PERFECT IT..especialy guns. OUUUHH #i also dont draw mustaches enough... which sucks bc im weak for a good mustache... BUT i think im doing pretty well on that.#it was hard but yknow what!! i think i did good! i rly like how this all turned out!! EXCEPT FOR THA FUCKIN RIBBON BOW THING I FORGOT TODRA #IN THE TOP RIGHT... THAT I JSUT NOTICED...its fine its fine i dont care that much. this is good enough to FEAST upon so im content n happy.#anyway i gotta leave ina few hours to start TRAINING for my NEW JOB!! CHEER FOR ME!! TRUCK IS A BLACKJACK DEALER NOW!! IEAAAHHH BABYYYY!!!!#thanku for reading my weird lil scrolls i bury beneath my posts. if u leave tags i WILL absorb them. and feel joy.

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petite-phthora · 8 months

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This yours?

[DP x DC fic]

[Love at first... murder? - part 12]

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Part 1

Ao3

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Somewhere else, in a seemingly abandoned building on the outskirts of the city, a figure shrouded in darkness and wearing a dark cloak plots.

In front of them is a whiteboard. It’s covered in pictures, sticky notes, and illegible texts. Some of the notes thrown about that are legible are ‘fight…’, ‘draw blood.’, and ‘DEATH!!!’.

There’s a crude stick figure drawn in the corner of the board, it’s impaled. Other small doodles can also be found all around the board.

Most of the information and pictures are connected by red strings, like you see in movies.

In the middle is a picture of 2 people sitting on a motorcycle, the arms of the person sitting in the back are around the waist of the person sitting in the front. The picture has some arrows pointing towards it and the people in the picture are very obviously circled.

Though the face of the person driving the motorcycle is obscured by their helmet, the other person seems to be heavily blushing and grinning broadly.

“Yes… yes! That’s it! I know what to do…” They seem to be speaking to themselves.

Quickly, the person scribbles down a barely legible ‘sacrifice!!‘.

They start cackling.

“Mwuahaha!”

It’s an evil laugh they’ve been working on for quite a while now, and they’re pretty proud of it.

However, the effect is slightly ruined when a fly enters their mouth, cutting off their cackling with choking as they gasp for air, grasping at their throat.

A few good thumps against their chest, with some coughing out their lungs, helps them dislodge the fly from their throat and they spit it out on the ground. They take a few deep breaths before straightening up again.

“Curse you” the person exclaims, angrily waving their fist at the fly as it flies away.

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Bruce’s face gives off nothing as he stares at the streets down below. He’s dressed as Batman, crouched at the edge of a building with Damian by his side as Robin. Spoiler, Black Bat, Nightwing, and Red Robin are further back on the rooftop.

They watch in silence as another group of the Joker’s goons passes by. They’ve been all over the city, wandering around, not doing anything obviously illegal.

They don’t stay in one place and they don’t seem to have much of a purpose. No attacks… No stealing… No smuggling or transport of goods… No, instead they’re inspecting every single inch of the city.

They don’t seem to have any weapons on them. All they’re carrying on them are some flashlights. While most don’t give anything away with their body language or expressions, some seem to give off a bit of anxious energy.

Spoiler claimed she even saw some of them climb down into the sewers earlier and then climbing out again sometime later somewhere else, but this time ‘dejected and stinky’.

One thing seems clear to the Bats.

They’re searching for something… or someone.

“This basically confirms that not even the Joker’s henchmen know where he is. He’s missing.”

“I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing”

“Good… thing?”

“It’s… something. That’s for sure.”

“We don’t know if he’s really missing. For all we know it could be a trap. What if the Joker is hiding, pretending to be missing to have us bring our guard down? Besides, how could he be missing? He’s the Joker. No one’s just gonna kidnap him”

“For all we know he could be lying dead in a ditch somewhere”

“I highly doubt that”

“Everyone, focus” Bruce speaks up, having them draw their attention to him.

“It’s unclear whether the Joker is simply hiding away or missing. Instead of focusing on the why, we need to focus on the where. Missing or not, we need to find him and get him back to Arkham. Oracle, have you managed to find out anything from the footage yet?”

“Nope, still nothing. All the files from the moment he enters Crime Alley are wiped and any attempt at recovering them only brings back corrupted files.”

“We need Red Hood. Where is he?” Bruce asks.

“He still has his phone on silent and he has removed the trackers and cams. We haven’t placed any new ones on him yet”

“Let’s visit him on his turf then. And keep an eye out for anything suspicious in the meantime. Oracle, try recovering the missing files. If that doesn’t work, go back to the breakout footage. Perhaps he left some kind of clues about his plans or whereabouts behind there.” Bruce states.

“Roger that.”

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Red Hood has his arms by his sides as he gazes down upon the street below from the rooftop of a random apartment building in Crime Alley.

He’s lucky to have avoided the Bats so far. But he doubts his luck will last for long.

Red Hood stiffens as he suddenly feels something clamp down on his arm. As a reflex, his other hand has already drawn his gun.

He slowly raises the arm he felt something clamp down on and looks at it, only to make eye contact with a girl with black hair and blue eyes who has sunk her teeth into his arm and is now hanging off of it.

The teeth are sharp, as the girl seems to have some small fangs. They’ve gone through his jacket and sunken into his skin.

It doesn’t really hurt all that badly though, probably hasn’t even drawn much blood, and that’s one of the only reasons Jason hasn’t flung the kid off of him yet. Another reason is the fact that it’s a kid.

They both stare at each other for several seconds.

As Jason takes her appearance in, he notices that she seems rather familiar. In fact, she looks like a more feminine version of Danny, or if Danny had a twin.

The person hanging off of his arm looks younger than Danny though, probably a teenager around 13 or 14, if he had to make a guess.

Slowly, he puts his gun away and takes out his phone with his other hand, watching the random girl’s eyes follow his movements. He raises it level with her face and snaps a picture, quickly sending it to Danny and ignoring the girl’s curious gaze while she’s still hanging onto his arm by her fucking teeth.

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Meanwhile, Danny checks his phone to see Red Hood sent him a message. He opens it and is greeted by a picture of Ellie in human form biting down on Red Hood’s arm with the caption ‘this yours???’

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#dp x dc #dp x dc fic #dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dead on main #dead on main ship #Im wondering how easy/hard it is to guess who the person is #and also yes its supposed to have stereotypically comedic 'evil'/'villain' vibes #the person did that on purpose because they are dramatic and have style #also i aged ellie down a little from how old she *should* be cause i felt like it fit better #If you need a reason maybe she like ages a little bit slower due to being a clone or something idk #oh and i have a question for you all #should i make a masterpost??#i have like the very first chapter pinned but i feel like a masterpost might be better #especially cause like i already have 12 chapters and the story is only getting longer #damn this story has gone further than expected from a oneshot lol #it all started with me just tinking it'd be funny if like #a character was basically in shock but was still like nah I cant just kiss someone without consent lol #also I said id post like 5-6 chapters and this is still only like 6k :( i really need to write more ;-;#and also if y'all haven't noticed already #all I know of dc is through fanfics and fandom posts #though I really want to start reading the comics #i just haven't really had the time nor do I really know what's good and where to start #so like if anyone has any recommendations for dc/batfam comics they are more than welcome!! ^-^

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fabdante · 17 days

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The Party Animal and the Goth

Duncan tried to tell her before they showed up that this would be different. She should give it a try. It’d been years since the last party she went to with him (she’d been dating Trent at the time to, something Duncan further blamed for her bad time). Maybe she’d like it now. And Duncan wouldn’t leave her alone, he swore. No awkward hanging out by herself and the dog should they have one. And if Trent was there, Duncan would punch him just for her. Blah blah. All sorts of promises. Well. She wasn’t into it. Like she said she wouldn’t be. Duncan fucked off somewhere else. Like she thought he would. And she saw her ex Trent floating around and she was doing everything in her power to avoid any awkward small talk that would ensue the second he saw her again. Like she feared. Of course the party was going to be that predictable. She should have put money on it. And there wasn't even a dog. Around midnight she’d gotten sick of the whole thing. But Duncan was off doing something (hopefully not someone) and Geoff found her. They talked. She mentioned maybe looking for DJ and leaving. But Geoff lit up like she’d just told him he won a prize and her night got a little weird. Instead of just saying bye or helping her find DJ or literally anything else, Geoff was instantly offering to talk her back to her dorm. So that got her where she was now, walking with Geoff away from his party. What the fuck.

Summery: A classic 'Geoff walks Gwen home' story set in the year of 2013/2014, in which Gwen has decided to leave a party early and Geoff has decided he'll walk her home. (College AU, no camp.)

Words: 4,274

Rating: Teen (swearing)

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#i needed to get this one out of the scrivener document and elsewhere so i don't rewrite it in another 5 years #total drama #total drama island #tdi gwen #tdi geoff #gwen/geoff #geoff/gwen #does anyone even look for stuff about them as a ship despite them almost being canon liiike #my fic #anyway i will not be writing more total drama fic unless i am taken by the madness again in another 5 years #i didn't realize until i started considering posting this and checked their ao3 tag that this is just the classic geoff/gwen #one shot formula but in my defense i wrote it the first time like 10 years ago so i didn't know that then #anyway woo hoo i'm free!!

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deus-and-the-machina · 1 month

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ngl I might get crucified for this but I think the dunmeshi yuri/yaoi discourse was stupid and misrepresenting the ao3 factoids. as of today the most written for mlm ship is labru with 69 (nice) and the next most popular has less then half that at 31. meanwhile farcille has 125 out of the 154 F/F ships in the tag. it is by FAR the most popular ship, with the next two most written about sapphic ships being marcille/izutsumi (9) and kiki/namari (4) and also a couple of x readers? so farcille dominates by far

it seems to me that what's going on is that several mlm ships are in rotation in terms of popularity whereas farcille dominates as the singularly popular wlw ship.

and this doesnt mean that the issues people were bringing up about the general lack of sapphic content and the way fandom treats female characters aren't valid, but idk man when farcille fanart is cropping up daily and getting thousands of notes and has about twice more the amount of fics that the most popular mlm ship on ao3 has its like. I dont think this is really a fandom that proves that point.

I would like to see some more variation in smaller wlw pairs to make up the difference though! I dont think I see any tade/izutsumi fics and we need to change that they could be so cute.

#keeping this bit in a tags bc its a bit spicier but even without farcille actually being by far the most written about ship I dont think #dunmeshi is the best work to make this argument with bc while its got great female characters the main cast is still 3/4 and then 3/5 male #characters when izutsumi comes and she's not very shippable on account of being 17. I wouldn't sit there scratching my head as to why peopl #are writing about the multiple very relevant male characters as if its some mystery. and again farcille is still by far the no 1 ship rn #I hope that more people getting into the manga will lead to greater spreads of interest in the various minor characters bc there are many #very cool ones esp the [REDACTED BIRD NAME] are very prime for cooking up yuri. I just wanna gather up people who are passionate about #sapphic works and talk about ideas and spread the creativity and discussion I want there to be more wlw stuff and I think the only way that #gonna happen is by spreading that passion and love and encouraging other sapphic creators and enjoyers #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon

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nostalgia-tblr · 2 months

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"are people not into that?" i ask, after posting my weird niche shit to the internet, despite knowing it to be weird niche shit.

#jsyk sylkius or anything adjacent to it does not “Do Numbers” in any way and i observed this some time ago #i assume that's the “rival ships” element at work but who knows really #that sort of thing is like femslash in that everyone approves of it but nobody actually reads or writes it #but who would have thought sylvie beating loki with a stick would not bring in droves of readers???! shocking twist there!#& i don't consider sifki a rarepair but my rarepair standards are VERY strict like if there's >5 fics a pairing is basically mainstream #chasing popularity would annoy me though & i just don't have the mental spoons to try writing stuff i wouldn't personally read #yeah i *could* put my blorbos to work in a coffee shop but what cost to my own enjoyment levels? AT WHAT COST FANGELA???#you can't please everyone so you may as well just please yourself and if anyone else likes it you've found some fellow freaks so yay #i don't mean please yourself in a wanking sense. though feel free to do that too it probably counts as a cardio workout idk.#BUT ANYWAY #fic related #ps i am v glad there's the “warning: loki” tag because i think/hope it acts as a filter for 'he did nothing wrong in his life ever' types #who are Valid & etc obviously but i write my morally grey characters to be morally grey and the tag might help avoid conflict #though tbh i write almost every character to be morally grey in some way so i can't claim to have left my comfort zone here #(i'm not joking when i say the 1987-89 run of Dr Who shaped my entire future fannish life from a young and apparently v impressionable age)

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luuxxart · 1 year

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How had ryukitann got together? 🤔

sorry this is a little rushed, but in general i think this is the gist of how they’d get together

#persona 5 #ryuji sakamoto #yusuke kitagawa #ann takamaki #ryuann #ryukita #annkita #ryuannkita #PS SORRY IF IT SEEMS LIKE I POSTED TWICE. TUMBLR REALLY WOULD NOT LET ME INTO MY QUEUE I PROMISE #I remember trying to write fic for them and gave up #there are no non-E rated fics for these guys and that is so depressing man #I hold this ship so very close to my heart fr #it’s the only one that’s really survived from my first playthrough of p5 #bc before I was into Shu///ake I was huge on Shu///yuu and polythieves in general #then I kinda settled into what I like now as I got more into the fandom #aNYWAY THO THANK U FOR THE ASK #my brainworms are progressing #I can see some people thinking ryuji is problematic here and. yes<3 #I didnt have time or space really to like. make a bigger fallout before everything is resolved #so obviously intruding upon dates is not healthy but let’s just ignore that for my boi ryuji #long post #ask

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wield-the-mighty-pen · 1 year

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The truth isn’t that Gabriel hates Marinette, it’s actually that he’s a Marichat stan and thinks that Adrinette is getting in the way of his ship

I mean can you see the excitement on this guy?!?!

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gyarucoded · 5 months

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sorry but this post just pissed me fr, i need a moment to talk. basically i freshly became a valcarol shipper (they kinda been the only thing i've been thinking of ever since i saw the marvels-) and i came across this as i was looking up stuff abt them and...

...sorry but like? what is the point of pitying the two pairing together when they are both getting the same awful mistreatment by marvel and d*sney??

sure i don't deny, there are some inviduals out there who purely ship them out of fetishizing or that there are misogynists (mostly thowards sylvie obv) cuz no fanbases are perfect but literally tf does that got to do with wether the ship is queerbait or not..? where is the colleration exactly? 2+2=fish ?

using "two characters that have been called queer on social media" as counter-argument is so esp weird as if loki isn't canonically bi...my brother in christ, the same way brunhilde is. like op's really going nowhere 😭

let's look over facts: 1. valcarol has good chemistry, kissed on cheeck, shipped by cast, one's canon bisexual in the pairing and had a line cut out due it confirming the two's relationship to not loose homophobic audiences, 2. lokius has good chemisrty, one's canon bisexual in the pairing, has a theme titled after their ship name, constant romantic under-tones & pararrels with f/m canon ships, shipped by cast, they had to rewrite the entire 5th ep bc of something "controversial" *cough* cheeck kiss *cough* bc they r "basically trying make the relationship canon without loosing homophobic audiences" yes. (SORRY IF I LEFT ANYTHING ELSE OUT BTW)

so looking all over these i can only wonder where this whole narrative comes from 😵‍💫

but i'll say: it lokius is queerbait ! valcarol is queerbait !

anyways if we not gonna be besties at least let's not trying to be so competitive and use a fairly similar ship and invalidate it just to "prove a point" ok plsss🙏 🫶

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liam-summers · 6 months

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Something that bothers me is when I see people insist that Angel got over, fell out of love with, and moved on from Buffy and then call all the crossovers out of character, bad writing, problematic, and regression. This is something I see being said about Angel more than about Buffy and it’s usually done to dismiss the bangel relationship as one sided and childish, with Buffy being the one unable to move on from Angel, while Angel finally comes to his senses and finds a much better and deeper relationship with someone else.

SURELY the consistent mentions/references and the at least once a season crossovers are meant to convey a specific message? Surely it’s meant to show that Angel and Buffy haven’t and will never get over each other, regardless who they are presently romantically entangled with? When something is done consistently, like say, Buffy and Angel seeing each other again and immediately being drawn together, it’s meant to showcase a fundamental part of their character that remains unchanged through whatever character development they’ve gone through in the time that has passed. They don’t regress or act out of character when they mention or see each other, because all the things they’ve been through while apart still happened and are still relevant in the time and place in which they meet or mention each other. But that doesn’t change the fact that they have a unique bond that transcends time and distance. It’s literally a part of who they are. A person can move on with their life (because life continues to happen and they go along with it) and not get over or fall out of love with someone.

Just because you personally don’t like that the shows both consistently bring up Buffy and Angel’s inability to get over each other, doesn’t mean it’s bad writing or out of character. I’m sorry that this feels like a threat to your preferred ship that crashed and burned before it even got off the ground, but be for real.

#to dismiss 5 seasons of consistent mentions/references #and several crossovers #as bad writing and OOC is actually insane #it’s not one big conspiracy created to undermine and destroy another ship #or to service fans of bangel #it’s what the writers chose to convey FOR A REASON that exists IN UNIVERSE #bangel

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vicsy · 1 year

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a 1.4k Strollonso ficlet in this trying time. some slightly tenderhorny introspection, really.

It’s in the way every living soul keeps patronizing him.

It’s in the way, when Sebastian says his heartfelt goodbyes at the end of the season party, he clasps Lance’s shoulder and bids him good luck for the year to come. It has nothing to do with him driving; it’s about who he’ll be driving with.

It’s in the way his father never gave him the talk but when Fernando Alonso gets signed to Aston Martin, Lawrence sits him down and they talk for an hour or two, touching on the entire history of the F1 that Lance knows already, for the love of god, and he’s pretty miserable by the time his dad sings praises to Fernando’s skills, underlining his holy like importance to the team.

It’s in the way he can’t fucking log on twitter in the off-season without being hit by a barrage of insanity and, frankly, poorly made memes created to feed a certain narrative while Lance hasn’t even met Fernando in the role of his new teammate, even though they’ve shared the grid for years.

Lance doesn’t really care; that is, basically, his whole brand and he lives the good life, untethered and unbothered, surrounded by wealth, love, a particular thrill.

And yet.

Fernando Alonso is a perpetual wildcard and Lance builds his attitude around this little image, prepared for some sort of psychological warfare but it never happens. Fernando is in his space every day — testing, meetings, strategy planning; once at a get-along dinner his father planned. Lance should be bored and bitching his way out but he’s stuck with this enigma of a man, sitting in front of him, sharing a meal and some wine while Lawrence explains the unexplainable things the team did to the car.

His mind wanders to the reasons he’ll be brushed off this season, just a young brat racing alongside a living legend again but then Fernando raises a toast and Lance’s name falls off his lips with that lilting accent and–

It’s the wine or something in the air or a shell inside his chest that cracks open to let a little light in, all while Fernando talks, spilling niceties and compliments, and that image Lance built somewhat falls apart.

Maybe it’s because Fernando hasn’t run him off the track yet or glared at him in a way some people that have been around long enough call a death stare; maybe Lance hasn’t spent enough time in his company to earn a reputation, to become a part of the feud that’ll go down in history. So many teams, he knows, have fallen by the wayside over less.

Oh, but it’s such a good play because Fernando has eyes only for him like the rest don’t exist, and Lance finds himself caught like a fly in a glue trap, an object of his sole undivided attention, and Esteban fucking warned him profusely, that’s how Fernando operates. Lures you into a manic little game only he can win.

And all those precautions are mushed together in Lance‘s brain, he knows, he knows but Fernando’s usual sharpness doesn’t cut him into bits and pieces, the lack of malice he was preparing to meet like an unwanted guest non-existent in the space between them, in the constant close proximity. It’s confusing and Lance is a shit actor. He can’t bring himself to feign ignorance or pretend to put on the face of someone he’s not.

The picture everyone paints of Fernando is skewed, so when Lance catches a glimpse of his true colors, all of his plans to stick it to the man burst at the seams, crumbling like a house of cards.

For all of Lance’s naivety, for how easily he follows down that narrow path, it’s a rush no money can buy. A touch here, a not-so-friendly pat there, a show of teeth in a smile that is lethal and Lance knows Fernando wants a taste, craves to do so much more, something unspeakable, something that could turn into the nastiest paddock gossip to this day but it’s exhilarating — knowing he does that to a man by simply existing. Knows that, maybe, he wants it, too.

And it doesn’t take them long to fall into the bed together or, rather, it’s Lance who falls, perhaps for some elaborate scheme Fernando is running on him because who is he if not a villain with a plan for mayhem.

And yet.

It’s in the way Fernando softly kisses both his wrists, carefully thumbs at the bandages, smoothing them with furrowed brow, and Lance feels like he might get shattered by that fondness reserved just for him.

It’s in the way he makes a face at another flock of reporters, forever annoyed by the implications they keep oh so implicit, but a private smile tugs at the corners of his lips the moment Fernando appears behind him, a palm splayed wide on the small of his back, his own smile shark-like when he says how great Lance is doing, how the team is proud of the work he puts in.

It’s in the way he feels more than an heir to the old money, more than his privilege and some character quirks that label him as spoiled when they are alone, Lance’s long legs pillowed in Fernando’s lap and the lights are dimmed with just a TV on. He makes a dumb joke, fighting a flutter in his chest, and Fernando laughs unabashedly, swatting his thigh while all the jostling causes his phone to slip between the couch cushions, the old race reruns playing out muted in the background.

And every time Fernando pushes into him unhurriedly, surrounded by the faceless hotel room walls, it washes away everything Lance is constantly bottling down inside; the little flame burns brighter with each languid thrust, with a hand between his shoulder blades, with a kiss placed at the back of his neck. Fernando holds him through it insanely close as Lance pants into the pristine white sheets, wet from stray tears and come, patches soaked through under his trembling knees.

And every time Fernando gets rough with him, hand coming down hard on his reddened ass because Lance had been in a mood, riling Fernando up, giving as good as he gets, to the point where he ends up bent in half, cock straining and weeping from each slap, each word reaching his ears seeped in unearthly lust. The breakneck speed of a racing car doesn’t quite match the adrenaline hit, doesn’t reduce Lance to whimpers and croaky moans, doesn’t push him to the edge of begging.

And every time Fernando spends what feels like hours cleaning him up and licking traces of his orgasm off Lance’s skin before plopping down next to him, sweaty and out of breath, sucking a mark into his neck, Lance feels like his floating, finally out of his head. Fernando teases him with a twinkle in his eyes, forever kind where he looks at him, and Lance playfully bites his shoulder in return, then smiles into the pillow before sleep claims him, a heavy arm thrown over his waist, grounding him.

And it’s Fernando, Fernando, Fernando — every time, all the time, and Lance finds himself suddenly caring, wanting, feeling like he doesn’t wish for it to end, ever. Like losing at this game they play is worth having a life inside a life; something real and fragile and raw encapsulated between who they both are to the outside world.

And yet.

It spins out of control like a car on a wet track, rules to the game Lance never bothered to learn forgotten and discarded, but he knows, among the sound of the engine running, the buzzing lamp in the meeting room, or the commotion just before a race. He knows, somewhere among all the sneaking around, stealing time together under the guise of team building, the false pretense got stripped away from Fernando’s actions. Lance knows, dares to look past the man behind a legacy, past a villainous haze.

It’s in the way Lance knows they’ve abandoned the chase, the thrill, or it left them without as much as a warning.

It’s in the way Lance seeks Fernando out with his eyes only to find him already staring at him, reading his features like an open book, his heart beating out of sync.

It’s in the way there is no turning back but Lance only looks forward and Fernando is holding his hand over the car console, squeezing his knee under the table at dinner while no one is looking, embracing him from behind with a kiss to his bare shoulder blade while the ribbons of morning light stream through the kitchen window.

It just leaves Lance wondering.

How can someone love so loud, so deafening, without a single word.

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