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[glimmermen]

remember with me

Stucky oneshot

Steve and Bucky sat on the rooftop of their apartment building, gazing out at the city skyline. They had been friends since they were kids, and despite everything they had been through, they were still as close as ever.

"It's crazy how much everything has changed," Bucky said, taking a swig of his beer.

Steve nodded. "Yeah, I never thought we'd be living in a world with flying cars and virtual reality."

They both laughed, reminiscing about the simpler times they grew up in. They talked about their childhood adventures and the mischief they used to get into, but as they continued to talk, the conversation took on a more serious tone.

"Do you remember the war?" Bucky asked, his voice softening.

Steve's expression became more serious. "I'll never forget it."

They both fell silent for a moment, remembering the horrors they had witnessed during their time as soldiers. After a few moments, Bucky spoke up again.

"I'm sorry, Steve," he said, looking down at his hands. "For everything that happened after."

Steve turned to face him. "Bucky, you don't have to apologize. You weren't in control of your actions."

Bucky sighed. "I know, but that doesn't change what I did. And even after everything we've been through, I still feel guilty."

Steve reached out and took Bucky's hand, squeezing it gently. "Bucky, I forgave you a long time ago. You're my best friend, and nothing can ever change that."

Bucky looked up at Steve, his blue eyes shining with emotion. "I love you, Steve."

Steve's heart skipped a beat at the words. He had always known he had feelings for Bucky, but he had never dared to act on them. But now, as Bucky looked at him with such intensity, he knew that he couldn't hold back any longer.

"I love you too, Buck," Steve said, leaning in and pressing his lips to Bucky's.

It was a soft, gentle kiss at first, but as their lips moved together, the passion between them ignited. They pulled away, gasping for breath, and looked at each other with a newfound sense of love and affection.

As they sat there on the rooftop, holding each other close, they knew that they had found something special. They had always been there for each other, through thick and thin, and now they had finally found the love that they had been searching for all along.

[glimmermen]

daytrip

Buddie oneshot

Eddie and Buck had promised Christopher that they would take him to the zoo over the weekend. Christopher had been looking forward to it all week and had made a list of all the animals he wanted to see. As they arrived at the zoo, Christopher was practically jumping with excitement.

"Wow, look at all the animals!" Christopher exclaimed, pointing to a group of monkeys swinging from tree to tree.

"Which animal do you want to see first, buddy?" Eddie asked, ruffling Christopher's hair.

"I want to see the lions!" Christopher said, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Then let's head over to the lion's den!" Buck said, taking Christopher's hand.

As they walked through the zoo, Christopher asked a million questions about the animals they saw. Eddie and Buck patiently answered each one, happy to see the joy on Christopher's face.

When they finally made it to the lion's den, Christopher's eyes widened in awe. The lions were lounging in the sun, their majestic manes blowing in the wind. Christopher was so captivated that he didn't even notice when Eddie and Buck slipped away to buy some snacks.

When they returned, Christopher was still staring at the lions, mesmerized. They decided to sit and enjoy their snacks while they watched the lions together. As they sat there, Eddie and Buck couldn't help but smile at each other. They loved spending time with Christopher, and it felt like they were a family.

After they finished their snacks, they continued exploring the zoo, seeing all sorts of animals. Christopher was thrilled to see the tigers, giraffes, and even the penguins. As the day wore on, they grew tired and decided to head back home.

As they drove home, Christopher was quiet, likely exhausted from the excitement of the day. Buck looked over at him and saw that he had fallen asleep in his car seat. He looked back at Eddie and smiled, feeling grateful for the day they had shared together.

"Today was amazing," Buck said.

Eddie nodded, his eyes fixed on the road. "It was. I'm glad we were able to make it happen."

They drove the rest of the way home in comfortable silence, listening to Christopher's gentle breathing as he slept. As they pulled up to their house, they both let out a sigh of contentment.

"Thanks for today, guys," Eddie said as he got out of the car.

"Anytime," Buck said, patting him on the back.

They both walked into the house, feeling happy and fulfilled. As they settled in for the night, they knew that they would always cherish the memories of their trip to the zoo with Christopher, and that they would always be there for each other, through thick and thin.

[glimmermen]

play with me

Thasmin oneshot

he Doctor and Yaz were sitting in the console room of the TARDIS, idly passing the time with a game of chess. The Doctor was currently winning, as usual, and Yaz was beginning to feel a bit frustrated.

"Are you sure you're not cheating, Doctor?" Yaz asked, eying the Time Lord suspiciously.

The Doctor laughed. "Me? Cheat? Perish the thought, Yaz. I'm just that good."

Yaz rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile. She loved spending time with the Doctor, even when she was being frustratingly good at everything.

As they played, Yaz noticed that the Doctor's focus seemed to be wavering. She kept glancing up at Yaz, then back down at the board. Finally, she let out a frustrated sigh.

"What's wrong?" Yaz asked.

"I can't concentrate," the Doctor admitted. "My mind keeps wandering."

Yaz frowned. "Is everything okay?"

The Doctor hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, "I think I might have a crush on you, Yaz."

Yaz's heart skipped a beat. She had been harbouring feelings for the Doctor for a long time, but had never dared to act on them. "Really?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

The Doctor nodded, looking more than a little nervous. "I know it's not exactly the best time, what with us being in the middle of a game of chess and all, but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer."

Yaz grinned. "You know what they say, Doctor - all's fair in love and war."

With that, Yaz leaned across the chessboard and planted a kiss on the Doctor's lips. It was soft and tentative at first, but quickly grew more passionate as they both lost themselves in the moment.

As they broke apart, the Doctor looked at Yaz with a mixture of wonder and awe. "I can't believe that just happened," she said, still a little breathless.

Yaz smiled. "Believe it, Doctor. And who knows - maybe we can finish this game of chess later."

The Doctor grinned back. "I think I like the sound of that." And with that, they resumed their game, both of them feeling happier than they had in a long time.

[glimmermen]

something sweet

TedTrent one shot

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Ted had just finished watching the latest football match on TV. As he was scrolling through his phone, he noticed that his Trent was looking a little down.

"Hey, Trent, you alright?" Ted asked, noticing the look on Trent's face. "Yeah, I'm fine, just feeling a bit homesick," Trent replied.

Ted knew that feeling all too well, having experienced it himself when he first arrived in England. "You know what always cheers me up when I'm feeling down? Baking my famous biscuits."

Trent looked at Ted with interest. "Your famous biscuits?"

Ted nodded. "Yep. They're a recipe from my grandmother and they always make me feel better. Do you want me to teach you how to make them?"

Trent smiled, feeling grateful for Ted's offer. "Yeah, that sounds great."

So, Ted and Trent headed to the kitchen, with Ted pulling out all the necessary ingredients from the cupboard. As they started mixing the flour, sugar and butter together, Ted explained the recipe to Trent, telling him stories about his childhood and how his grandmother taught him to bake.

As they worked together, Trent began to feel a sense of calm and comfort. He loved learning something new and feeling like he was part of Ted's family tradition. Ted also loved the way Trent was fully engaged in the process, listening intently and asking questions about each step.

Finally, the biscuits were ready to go into the oven. They carefully placed them on the tray, making sure they were spaced out just right. Ted turned to Trent with a smile. "Now comes the hard part – waiting for them to bake!"

Trent laughed, feeling more relaxed than he had in weeks. "I think I can handle it."

As they waited, Ted and Trent chatted about their favourite football teams, the best biscuits they had ever tasted, and their plans for the future. When the timer finally went off, they both eagerly rushed to the oven to see how the biscuits had turned out.

They were perfect – golden brown and crispy on the outside, soft and chewy on the inside. Ted and Trent beamed at each other, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.

As they sat down to enjoy the fruits of their labour, Ted couldn't help but think how lucky he was to have Trent as his assistant coach and friend. And maybe, just maybe, he was starting to feel something a little more than friendship towards Trent.

But for now, they were content to sit and enjoy their biscuits, with nothing but the sounds of the football match in the background and the warm feeling of camaraderie between them.

[gustingirl]

i sincerely wanna congratulate house md's writers for building up the characters of house and wilson so perfectly. you can tell they wasted their creative minds on those two because every aspect of them is perfectly thought through.

my favorite example of this is this exact moment:

with medical terms they described the characters perfectly. as a writer myself, i’m amazed.

[glimmermen]

New arrivals

Andreil oneshot

Neil walked into the apartment, a wide grin on his face as he carried two cardboard boxes. Andrew looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.

"What's in the boxes?" he asked, closing his book and standing up from the couch.

Neil set the boxes down on the coffee table and grinned. "Cats," he said, popping the top off one of the boxes to reveal two small kittens inside. "I adopted them from the shelter today."

Andrew looked at the kittens, then back at Neil. "You adopted cats," he said, as if the concept was completely foreign to him.

Neil nodded. "I did. They're sisters, and they're so cute. I couldn't resist."

Andrew shook his head, but there was a small smile on his lips. "I'm not sure this is a good idea," he said. "You know I'm not exactly a cat person."

"I know," Neil said. "But I'll take care of them. You won't even have to do anything."

Andrew sighed, but he couldn't deny that the kittens were adorable. "Fine," he said. "But if they scratch up my furniture, they're out."

Neil grinned and pulled out a small scratching post from one of the boxes. "Already taken care of," he said.

For the first few days, Andrew stayed true to his word and mostly ignored the kittens. They would climb all over him and try to play with him, but he would just push them off and go back to his book. Neil took care of them, feeding them and cleaning up after them, and it seemed like they were never going to warm up to Andrew.

But then, one evening, Neil had to stay late at work and Andrew was left alone with the kittens. He was reading a book when he felt something brush against his leg. He looked down to see one of the kittens staring up at him with big, innocent eyes.

Andrew sighed and reached down to pick her up. She purred contentedly as he stroked her soft fur. Then, the other kitten came over and jumped onto Andrew's lap. Andrew tensed up, but the kitten just curled up next to him and started to purr as well.

Before he knew it, Andrew was completely surrounded by purring, cuddly kittens. He couldn't help but smile as they snuggled up to him, and he realized that maybe having cats around wasn't such a bad thing after all.

When Neil came home, he found Andrew sitting on the couch with both kittens in his lap, a content smile on his face. "Looks like they've won you over," Neil said with a grin.

Andrew rolled his eyes, but he couldn't deny that the kittens had somehow worked their way into his heart. "I guess they have," he said, and the kittens meowed happily in agreement.

[glimmermen]

Take care

Tenrose onshot

The TARDIS hummed softly as the Doctor bustled about the console room, muttering to himself as he fiddled with various knobs and switches. Rose lay curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, her nose red and her eyes watery.

"You're not going to die, you know," the Doctor said, glancing over at her. "Just a bit of a cold. Happens to the best of us."

"I know," Rose said, her voice hoarse. "It's just... I feel rubbish."

The Doctor came over and sat down beside her, laying a hand on her forehead. "You're still a bit warm," he said. "But you'll be alright. I'll take care of you."

Rose smiled weakly. "Thanks."

For the next few hours, the Doctor was a flurry of activity, bustling about the TARDIS and rummaging through cabinets and drawers. He brought Rose tea and soup, tucked her in with extra blankets, and even gave her a foot rub.

As the day wore on, Rose started to feel a bit better. Her fever had gone down, and her nose wasn't quite as stuffy. She watched as the Doctor played a game of interdimensional chess with himself, muttering under his breath as he moved the pieces around the board.

"Feeling any better?" he asked, looking up at her.

"Yeah," Rose said, smiling. "Thanks to you."

The Doctor grinned. "Always happy to help a friend in need."

They spent the rest of the day chatting and watching old movies on the TARDIS's vast screen. As the evening wore on, Rose started to feel sleepy.

"Think I'm gonna head to bed," she said, yawning.

The Doctor nodded. "Good idea. Get some rest. I'll check on you in the morning."

Rose got up and stretched, feeling a bit stiff from lying on the sofa all day. "Night, Doctor."

"Sleep well, Rose," the Doctor said, watching her as she made her way to the door of the console room.

As she disappeared down the corridor, the Doctor leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his face. Taking care of Rose was one of the things he did best, and he was glad to have been able to help her feel better.

He glanced down at the chessboard, his gaze lingering on one of the pieces. Maybe, he thought to himself, he'd play a game with Rose tomorrow. It would be good for her to keep her mind occupied while she recovered.

With a contented sigh, the Doctor settled in for the night, feeling grateful for the company of his friend and the warmth of the TARDIS all around him.

[glimmermen]

Stripped down

Johnlock oneshot

John sat in his armchair, nursing a beer and staring off into space. It had been a bad night at work, and he was struggling to shake off the stress and anxiety. He could feel Sherlock's eyes on him from across the room, but he didn't have the energy to engage.

Finally, Sherlock spoke up. "John, why don't we play a game to take your mind off things?" he suggested.

John raised an eyebrow. "What kind of game?"

Sherlock grinned. "Strip poker."

John felt his cheeks flush at the suggestion. It was certainly not something he had expected from Sherlock, but the idea of shedding his clothes and his worries was oddly appealing.

"All right," he said, setting down his beer. "Let's do it."

Sherlock quickly gathered a deck of cards, and they spread them out on the coffee table between them. They started playing, both of them surprisingly adept at the game. As the rounds went on, John found himself getting more and more relaxed, his worries melting away with each article of clothing that he shed.

He was down to his boxers when Sherlock made his final bet, putting his coat on the line. John matched him, confident in his hand. But when they revealed their cards, John realized too late that he had made a mistake. Sherlock had outsmarted him again.

With a grin, Sherlock reached over and began unbuttoning John's shirt. John couldn't help but laugh, the tension in the air dissipating completely. Soon he was completely naked, sitting across from Sherlock in nothing but his boxers.

Sherlock, for his part, was still fully dressed. But he seemed almost smug as he watched John squirm under his gaze.

"All right, your turn," John said, grinning.

Sherlock hesitated for a moment before shrugging off his coat. As he continued to play, he gradually removed more and more clothing, until he was down to just his boxers as well.

John couldn't help but admire the way the dim light in the room played off Sherlock's skin, highlighting the sharp lines of his body. They continued to play, both of them feeling more relaxed and comfortable with each other than they had in weeks.

When the game was over, they sat together on the couch, drinking tea and chatting about everything and nothing. John couldn't remember the last time he had felt so content.

As the night wore on, they curled up together on the couch, John's head resting on Sherlock's chest. It was an odd and unexpected turn of events, but John couldn't help but feel grateful for the way things had turned out. And as he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but wonder what other surprises Sherlock had in store for him.

[the-big-mood]

[glimmermen]

To create with you

Destei oneshot

Dean sat at the kitchen table, staring at the basket of apples in front of him. He had always loved apple pie, but he had never actually made one himself. He had decided to give it a try today, but he was feeling a bit lost.

Cas walked into the kitchen, his eyes lighting up when he saw the basket of apples. "Dean, are we making an apple pie?" he asked, a smile spreading across his face.

"Yeah, I was thinking about it," Dean replied, trying to hide his nerves.

"Great! I love making pies," Cas said, moving over to the table and grabbing an apple. "Let's get started."

The two of them worked together, Cas guiding Dean through each step of the process. He showed Dean how to peel and slice the apples, how to mix the ingredients for the crust, and how to roll it out. Dean was amazed at how easy it all seemed with Cas's help.

As they worked, they chatted about everything and nothing, their voices filling the kitchen with warmth and laughter. Dean found himself relaxing more and more with each passing moment, grateful for the company and the distraction from the weight of their lives.

When the pie was finally in the oven, Dean and Cas settled at the kitchen table with cups of coffee. They chatted about their day, their hopes and dreams, and the things that made them happy. As they talked, Dean couldn't help but feel a sense of ease and comfort in Cas's presence.

When the timer went off, they hurried to the oven to check on the pie. It was golden brown and smelled amazing. Dean couldn't wait to try it.

After they let it cool for a bit, they cut into it and took a bite. It was delicious, with the perfect balance of sweetness and tartness. Dean couldn't believe he had made something so good.

"This is amazing," he said, grinning at Cas.

"I knew you had it in you," Cas replied, smiling back.

They continued to eat their pie, talking and laughing until the last slice was gone. As they cleaned up the kitchen, Dean couldn't help but feel grateful for Cas's help and for the unexpected joy of making an apple pie with him.

As they said goodnight and headed off to bed, Dean couldn't help but think that this was one of the best days he had had in a long time. And maybe, just maybe, he was starting to see Cas in a different light.

[glimmermen]

you'll always have my sword

merthur oneshot

Arthur had always been fiercely protective of Merlin, but never more so than when he stumbled upon his injured friend in the forest. Merlin lay on the ground, blood pooling beneath him from a deep gash on his leg.

Arthur's heart leaped into his throat at the sight. Without a second thought, he sprang into action, drawing his sword and scanning the surrounding trees for any sign of danger.

It didn't take long for his instincts to prove correct. A group of bandits emerged from the underbrush, their faces twisted into cruel sneers as they approached.

Arthur stood his ground, determined to protect his friend at any cost. His sword glinted in the dappled sunlight as he braced himself for the inevitable attack.

The bandits rushed forward, their weapons raised high. But Arthur was ready for them. He parried their blows with ease, his movements swift and precise.

Merlin watched in awe as his friend fought off their attackers. Despite the pain in his leg, he felt a surge of pride and admiration for the man who was risking his own life to save him.

But the bandits were relentless, and soon Arthur found himself outnumbered. He grunted as a blade sliced through his armor, drawing blood from his shoulder.

Merlin's heart seized with fear as he watched Arthur falter. But then, with a fierce cry, he surged forward, brandishing a fallen tree branch like a weapon.

The bandits were caught off guard by Merlin's sudden attack, and Arthur took advantage of their distraction to deliver a swift blow that sent one of them sprawling to the ground.

It was enough to turn the tide of the battle. The remaining bandits fled into the woods, their cries of defeat echoing in the distance.

Arthur collapsed onto his knees, panting heavily from the exertion. Merlin crawled over to him, wincing in pain as he did so.

"Are you alright?" Arthur gasped, his eyes searching Merlin's face for any sign of injury.

Merlin shook his head. "I'll be fine," he said, though he winced as he tried to stand.

Arthur shook his head, a fierce determination in his eyes. "No, we need to get you back to Camelot. You need proper medical attention."

With a strength born of desperation, Arthur lifted Merlin into his arms and began the long journey back to the castle. Despite the pain in his own wounds, he refused to stop until they were safe behind Camelot's walls.

It was only when they had finally made it back to the castle that Arthur allowed himself to collapse onto the nearest bench, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Merlin looked at him with wonder and gratitude, feeling a warmth spread through his chest that had nothing to do with the fire that burned in the grate.

"Thank you, Arthur," he said softly, his voice choked with emotion.

Arthur looked up at him, his eyes bright with a fierce love that Merlin had never seen before. "Anything for you, Merlin," he said, and Merlin knew in that moment that he would always be safe in Arthur's care.

[glimmermen]

go steady, steddie

steddie oneshot

It was the summer of 1985, and Hawkins, Indiana was just starting to recover from the latest supernatural disaster. Eddie Kaspbrak had recently moved to town with his mother, and he was still trying to find his place in this strange new world. One day, he found himself at the town's local pool, watching as Steve Harrington showed off his diving skills.

Eddie had always been drawn to Steve. There was something about the older boy's confidence and swagger that he found incredibly appealing. He had been secretly crushing on Steve for months, but he had never found the courage to approach him. That was until today.

As Steve emerged from the water, Eddie stepped forward, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hey, Steve," he said, trying to sound casual. "That was an amazing dive."

Steve grinned at him, his blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight. "Thanks, Eddie. I've been practicing all summer."

"I can tell," Eddie said, smiling back. "Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. Maybe go to the arcade or something?"

Steve's smile widened, and Eddie's heart skipped a beat. "Sure thing, Eddie," he said. "I'd love to."

Over the next few weeks, Eddie and Steve spent more and more time together. They went to the movies, played video games, and even went on a late-night bike ride through the woods. Eddie found himself falling harder and harder for Steve with each passing day.

One evening, as they were sitting on Steve's front porch, Eddie decided it was time to take a chance. "Steve," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "I know we've only been hanging out for a little while, but I really like you. Like, a lot. And I was wondering if you wanted to, you know, go steady?"

Steve looked at him, surprise written all over his face. "Go steady?" he repeated, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Is that what they call it these days?"

Eddie blushed, feeling suddenly self-conscious. "I know it's kind of old-fashioned," he said. "But I just thought...I don't know. Maybe we could be, you know, exclusive?"

Steve's smile grew wider, and he reached out to take Eddie's hand. "Eddie, I would love nothing more than to go steady with you," he said. "I've been waiting for you to ask me."

And with that, Eddie felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He leaned in to kiss Steve, feeling happier than he had in a long time. As they pulled away, he knew that this was just the beginning of something amazing.

[glimmermen]

“Tears filled Annabeth’s eyes” lol why?? That was so stupid. Why is Annabeth always crying 😂 imma let you in on a lil secret. You *can* write something without Annabeth tearing up when Percy tells her he loves her. You can do it. I believe it you.

Tell that to chatGPT ;)

[glimmermen]

kiss it better

solangelo oneshot

Nico had been trying to fight off the monsters on his own, but it was clear he was in over his head. Will had been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in and help. When Nico was finally backed into a corner, Will sprang into action, taking out the monsters with his bow and arrows.

Nico was grateful for the help, but he was also injured. One of the monsters had slashed him across the arm, leaving a deep cut. Will led him back to the infirmary, where he cleaned and stitched up the wound.

"You need to be more careful, Nico," Will scolded gently as he worked. "You can't keep getting hurt like this."

Nico shrugged. "I can take care of myself."

Will rolled his eyes. "Clearly not, since you're lying on my table with a giant gash in your arm."

Nico chuckled weakly, grateful for Will's concern. He watched as Will finished stitching up the wound and then leaned in close to examine it.

"You did a good job," Nico said quietly.

Will looked up at him, and their eyes met. In that moment, Nico realized that he was hopelessly in love with the blonde healer. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Will's.

Will's eyes widened in surprise, but then he kissed back, his lips soft and warm against Nico's. It was a gentle kiss at first, but then it deepened, becoming more passionate.

When they pulled away, both of them were breathless. Will smiled at him, his eyes shining with happiness.

"You're not allowed to get hurt anymore, Nico," he said firmly. "I can't stand the thought of losing you."

Nico smiled back, feeling happier than he had in a long time. "I won't," he promised. "I have too much to live for now."

[glimmermen]

seaweed kisses

percabeth oneshot

Percy and Annabeth were both exhausted from their recent battles with monsters and demigods alike. They both needed a break from their hectic lives as demigods, and what better way to relax than spending a day at the beach?

They found a secluded cove along the coast of Long Island and spread out a blanket on the sand. Percy took off his shirt and ran into the water, while Annabeth sat down to read a book. The warm sun felt amazing on her skin, and she felt the tension slowly leaving her body.

Percy came back to shore and sat down next to her. "This is nice, isn't it?"

Annabeth smiled at him. "Yeah, it's perfect. Just what we needed."

They spent the day lounging on the beach, soaking up the sun, and swimming in the ocean. They talked about everything and nothing, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's company.

As the sun began to set, they sat side by side watching the waves roll in. Percy put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned into him, feeling safe and loved.

"Annabeth, I want to tell you something," Percy said suddenly.

She looked up at him, curious.

"I know we've been through a lot together. We've fought monsters, gods, and even Titans. But through it all, you've been my constant. You've always been there for me, even when I was being an idiot."

Annabeth laughed. "You still are sometimes, Percy."

He grinned. "Yeah, I know. But what I'm trying to say is that I love you, Annabeth. More than anything in the world."

Tears filled Annabeth's eyes as she turned to face him. "I love you too, Percy. So much."

They leaned in and kissed, a gentle, sweet kiss that conveyed all the love and tenderness they felt for each other. As the sun dipped below the horizon, they held each other, content in the knowledge that they had each other, and nothing else mattered.

[glimmermen]

claws

drarry oneshot

As Harry and Draco walked down the streets of Hogsmeade, they noticed a small, scrappy kitten hiding in an alleyway. Its fur was matted and it looked like it hadn't had a proper meal in days. Harry's heart went out to the poor creature and he bent down to try and coax it out from under the dumpster.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Potter, what are you doing? It's just a cat."

Harry ignored him and continued to make soft, soothing noises. Slowly but surely, the kitten crept out from under the dumpster and sniffed curiously at Harry's hand.

"There you go, little one," Harry said softly. "Come on, we'll take you back to the castle and get you cleaned up."

Draco sighed but didn't protest as they scooped up the kitten and wrapped it in Harry's cloak. Once back at Hogwarts, they set about giving the kitten a proper bath and some food. It was clear that the little cat had been a stray for a while, and it took a bit of coaxing before it would eat anything.

Over the next few days, Harry and Draco took turns caring for the kitten. They named it Whiskers and took turns playing with it and cuddling it. Draco still acted like he didn't care, but Harry caught him smiling at the kitten when he thought no one was looking.

As they spent more time with Whiskers, Harry and Draco started to talk about other things too. They discovered that they had more in common than they thought, and they both started to look forward to spending time together.

One evening, as they sat in front of the fire with Whiskers purring contentedly in Draco's lap, Harry turned to him and said, "You know, I'm really glad we found Whiskers. It's been nice spending time with you."

Draco looked down at the kitten and then back up at Harry. "Yeah, I guess it has been nice."

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Harry spoke up again. "Do you want to maybe go out sometime? Just the two of us?"

Draco looked surprised but then smiled. "I'd like that."

And so, thanks to a scrappy little kitten, Harry and Draco found themselves on the path to a new beginning, together.

[glimmermen]

to build a home

stevebucky oneshot

Steve and Bucky had been reunited for some time now, but they were still trying to figure out how to live together again. They were both used to being independent, and while they loved each other, it was an adjustment.

One day, Steve decided that they needed a project to work on together. He had always enjoyed woodworking, and he remembered how Bucky used to love watching him work. So, he suggested that they build a bookcase for their living room.

Bucky was hesitant at first, not sure if he was skilled enough to help. But Steve assured him that he would teach him everything he knew.

And so, they set out to gather all the necessary tools and materials. They spent hours measuring, sawing, sanding, and assembling. Steve would explain each step to Bucky, who was a quick learner.

As they worked together, they grew closer, their bond strengthened by the shared experience. They talked about their past, their dreams for the future, and their hopes for their relationship.

Finally, after several days of hard work, their bookcase was complete. They stood back, admiring their handiwork with pride. It wasn't perfect, but it was theirs, and that was all that mattered.

As they filled the bookcase with their favorite books, Bucky couldn't help but feel grateful for Steve's help. He looked at his friend, who was beaming with joy, and felt a warmth in his heart.

Without thinking, Bucky leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Steve's lips, causing the other man to blush. Steve looked at Bucky with a mix of surprise and affection, and before he knew it, they were kissing passionately.

Their lips met in a heated embrace, their hands exploring each other's bodies. They broke apart, gasping for air, and Steve looked at Bucky with a newfound intensity.

"Bucky, I don't know what this means, but I know that I want to be with you," Steve said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Bucky smiled, his eyes shining with happiness. "I want that too, Steve. I've always wanted that."

And so, their bookcase became a symbol of their love. Every time they looked at it, they were reminded of the hard work they put into it, and the love that blossomed between them.