Fic or Treat!
Oct. 16th, 2017 10:32 pm
Nan's Door
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You may get: Ficlets, art!
Please leave me: A fandom, character/ship, prompt, general request. Have multiple requests? Go for it! Or just leave a 'fic or treat' and get something random. You can request original artwork if you want, just give me prompts for that as well. :3
Light is on for: Dwircle, people just passing by, whoever!
Fandoms, etc.: Final Fantasy VIII (I'm rusty but I'll try), Final Fantasy XV (stick with the main four guys), Until Dawn, Law & Order: SVU, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Captain America, Star Wars (prequel trilogy!), Gundam Wing, Castlevania (Netflix series), Daredevil, Yuri on Ice (art only please!), original works, I feel like I'm forgetting fandoms but you know.
Other info: UH I don't really have any DNWs. Haha.
(prompts will be filled on the 31st!)
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on 2017-10-18 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2017-11-01 03:23 am (UTC)Turning the water off, John grabbed his towel and dried off as quickly as he could as he walked over to his locker. Before he could open it, an overly familiar hand grabbed his towel.
“Let me help.” Hellboy scrubbed the towel over John's hair gently while John opened his locker and pulled out sweats. “Close call today, boy scout.” Red's voice was a deep rumble behind him and John sighed.
“Look HB, I know I screwed up. The last thing I need is a lecture, okay?”
Hellboy hummed behind him before stepping close, the heat of his body enough to cause John to flush. He wrapped the towel around John's shoulders and scrubbed briskly but cautiously “Nah, I think you definitely need a lecture,” Hellboy said after a moment. “But I guess it'd be a bit hypocritical coming from me, huh?” He folded his arms around John, his mismatched hands crossing over John's chest. “So why don't we go back to my place, make some popcorn, pet some cats, maaaybe get a little freaky deaky, then watch a movie?”
John huffed out a laugh. “I'm kinda disturbed at how close petting cats and having sex are on your list,” he said.
“Hey, no one said anything about sex,” Hellboy said, swaying John a bit. “You're not in any condition for the full on Hellboy experience. But that doesn't mean I can't make you feel good.” He nuzzled against John's cheek, the scruff of his beard rough against John. “What do you say?”
John tilted his head to allow Hellboy more space to rub his face against his neck and shoulder. “Okay,” he said. “Let me get dressed and I'll meet you there.”
“Great!” Hellboy pressed a chaste kiss against John's cheek before heading out of the locker room. John smiled and shook his head, before beginning the arduous task of putting sweatpants on. Despite the pain, he was in considerably better spirits then he's been just moments before.
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on 2017-11-01 06:38 am (UTC)Thank you so much for this!
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on 2017-10-18 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2017-11-01 12:18 am (UTC)Sorry about the no color, I have just run out of time. :( But there's nothing like hot coffee on a cool autumn day!
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on 2017-11-01 01:28 am (UTC)Mila is adorable, I love her expression, and Sara's hand framing her head! They're both so happy and bundled up all cozy with their drinks, ah!
This is so sweet, I love it!! :D
Thank you so much for this wonderful art!! <33
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on 2017-10-22 03:54 am (UTC)I think I recognize your name from a darkly delicious sith!QuiObiAni AU? And that dynamic is just fascinating - I would love to see more of it!
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on 2017-11-01 04:20 am (UTC)--
Obi-Wan smiled across the table at the Sullustan, although his smile was slightly strained. She'd been trying for entice him into buying her wares for what felt like ages, although he knew it couldn't possibly have been longer than ten minutes. Still, he was at this particular bar in this particularly empty part of the galaxy to drink, and perhaps forget his troubles for a moment or two.
Still, when she stuttered to a stop, he he couldn't help but be concerned. “Madame, are you...” his own voice trailed off when he realized who had sat down next to him. Anakin's lips were turned up in a boyish smile, though his eyes were dark, heavy as they slid over him.
“Obi-Wan.”
Obi-Wan clenched his jaw, his hands curling into fists. He tucked them into his robes, one instinctively curling around his lightsaber. “Anakin.”
Anakin's smile widened and he leaned closer. “It's so good to see you again. It's been far too long.”
“Has it?” Obi-Wan matched his smile with one of his own. “I was just thinking it hasn't been nearly long enough.”
“Cruel, Obi-Wan,” a new voice said and Obi-Wan closed his eyes briefly as that much beloved voice enveloped him. He turned to his other side, where Qui-Gon sat, his long hair tied into braid and tumbling over his shoulders. Qui-Gon's wore a gentle smile on his face. “Madame, we need the table please,” he said to the Sullustan.
She blinked. “But...” Qui-Gon turned to look at her. Obi-Wan couldn't see his face but whatever was there sent the Sullustan scurrying away.
Obi-Wan immediately mourned her presence as Anakin and Qui-Gon leaned in close around him. Qui-Gon's arm was curled around the back of his chair while Anakin had one hand on his thigh, dangerously close to his lightsaber.
“I'm glad to see you're doing well,” Qui-Gon said, his voice a soft murmur against Obi-Wan's cheek. “The Council's been very generous with their mission assignments.”
“How do you know my mission assignments?” Obi-Wan asked sharply. A spy? But just as soon as Obi-Wan thought it, Anakin started chuckling. “What is it?”
“We know because we've been tracking you,” Anakin said, eyebrows raised, superiority stark on his face. “We've been on the last four mission sites. How have you not noticed such a potential threat?”
“Because you know we aren't a threat,” Qui-Gon answered, his arm curling around Obi-Wan's shoulders. “We've been able to follow you so closely for so long and the Force hasn't alerted you because we're not meant to be separated.” His voice was calm and soothing, and Obi-Wan wanted to believe him. A mind trick.
“You think me so easily swayed?” Obi-Wan said mildly.
“I don't,” Anakin said, rubbing his leg gently. “I know that you are so strong, Obi-Wan. I know it. But you can't be strong all by yourself.” He leaned closer. “We all belong together. We complete each other. You know this.”
Obi-Wan wanted to believe him. He wanted to believe him and that scared him, because that meant they were both trying to play him and he wasn't sure he was strong enough. Getting to his feet abruptly, he stepped away from their greedy hands. “If you follow me,” he said lowly. “We will fight. And the Council will know you're here.”
“You think we fear the Council?” Anakin said with an ugly snarl, his calm ruined. Qui-Gon just watched Obi-Wan for a moment, head tilted. His eyes gleamed in the low light of the bar.
“Until next time, Obi-Wan,” he said with a soft, hungry smile. “And there will be a next time.”
Obi-Wan stared at them both, these two men who'd meant so much to him, before hurrying away, doing his best not to run as he left the bar. It didn't matter how fast he went. He knew, no matter where he went or how quickly he went there, that he'd always have two grasping, clawing shadows at his back.
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on 2017-11-04 08:08 am (UTC)I'm kind of irrationally delighted by the fact that Obi-Wan was basically thinking get me outta here at the wider galaxy - and got Anakin and Qui-Gon. HA. Monkey's paw wishes are the worst, aren't they? (Especially when they're unvoiced. Poor Obi-Wan... he 100% doesn't deserve this. AND YET.)
(An aside: Qui-Gon's hair in a braid. Mmmn, yes. I love that visual.)
Anakin and Qui-Gon are so great? They're posessive assholes, and they're willing to take their time (up to a point) in seducing Obi-Wan to see their point of view. Of course they've been tracking him; they're waiting in the shadows to eviscerate anyone who gets too close!
BASICALLY, I LOVE THIS FIC AND I LOVE YOU. Thank you so much for writing it!
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on 2017-10-22 10:30 am (UTC)If it strikes your fancy, I'd really love some original art? If I may get specific, I have these three characters from my NaNo novel this year, and art of any one or combination of them would be super cool! If you'd prefer not to do that, I totally understand, and art or a ficlet for Fantastic Beasts focusing on Queenie or Jacob - or the two of them together - would be lovely!
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on 2017-11-01 12:52 am (UTC)I didn't darken her hair because it made the whole piece feel really heavy. I really like her design tho, I'm probably going to go back and draw her more if that's okay? :3
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on 2017-11-01 01:15 am (UTC)no subject
on 2017-10-24 12:27 pm (UTC)Something with dragons, maybe? Or Laguna, if you're feeling like FFVIII.