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[keepswingin]

An arm catches her around the waist before she can go any further into the cave, his name caught in her throat.

Panic makes her freeze before she feels the hitch of his chest, pressing against her back, warm breath tickling at the shell of her ear. "Did anyone see you leave?" he asks her in a whisper, and all at once she relaxes, his fingers pressing into her skin.

If it had been anyone else, she would've been done for, but he was safe. He had always been safe.

"No," she breathes.

He hums and she sinks into his hold, trusting him to keep her upright. She didn't know what to start with, what he knew, if he even knew at all. Everything she wants to say builds in her chest, and then she finds that a part of her doesn't want to say anything at all, because this is the most peace she's felt all week. No secret glances or fleeting touches. Just them and the cave hiding them away from the rest of the world.

"I missed you," Victor tells her, like it's the simplest thing in the world. She wishes it was, wishes that there wasn't so much keeping them apart.

"We saw each other this morning," she says, squeezing her eyes shut when she feels his face tuck against her neck.

"You know that's not the same," he dismisses quietly, pressing a kiss against her skin. "I missed you, Nova," another kiss, this one lingering longer, a tighter tug around her waist before everything falls away. "Aren't you tired of hiding?"

She turns around and reaches for him before he fades back into the shadows of the cave, a creature shoved back where he belongs. Except, he's never belonged, not like the rest. Not when it comes to her, or the way any of them think now, eager to draw a line in the sand and never turn back.

"Of course I am," she says, pale fingers pulling at his wrist. She catches the shine of his eyes as they flicker to her bracelet, to the lightstone that rests within. "But I also know what would happen if we told - "

"You've seen the new outsiders, haven't you?" Victor interrupts carefully, and there's something hiding in his gaze that makes her heart beat faster. "They're different and they seem to work just fine. Why can't we?"

"And what do you think they had to go through to get there?" she asks him, voice coming out louder than she means it to be. He simply looks at her, silent. Nova sighs, shaking her head. "I want everything you want. I'm just scared," she admits, and she hates this, laying her heart bare for anyone to come along and pick at it as they please, but this is Victor. He's never hurt her, has always been kind touches and simple smiles, and she refuses to believe everything she's been told when someone like him exists and continues to prove them wrong.

He's more than some scary folktale.

She glances behind her, back out the entrance of the cave, takes in the way the waves lap at the sand of the beach. She remembers playing in that sand growing up, remembers her mother telling her never to run where the sun couldn't reach her. She wonders if he ever played in the same sand under the touch of moonlight.

"We'll get our chance," Victor whispers, bringing her attention back. "Someday."

Nova chuckles at that, fingers slipping between his. "Someone's been hanging out with the outsiders more than he lets on." He squeezes her hand in return, pulling her back to him. Her arms slip around his neck.

"Jealous?" he asks her, teasing.

Nova brings him closer. Her lips brush his. "Always," she whispers before finally closing the distance between them.

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Dani is his replacement, and Dani is good, even if Jamie will never fucking admit that out loud as long as he lives, and Dani cheers loud for his teammates when they score, leaps on their backs and races around the pitch chanting his own name. Fucking chipper dickhead. He scores off a pass from Sam and the others flock around him, cheering, hands all reaching out to ruffle his hair and wrap at his shoulders. Even fucking Roy, who scowls at Jamie like it’s his fault he’s fucking ancient and broken down every time he so much as touches the ball. But Dani scores and Roy says, “Well fucking done, Rojas!” And then he lifts his head and he meets Jamie’s eyes, stood alone across the pitch with ice in his stomach. Or: in which Dani's knee injury heals a bit earlier than it does in canon, and Jamie does not handle it well.

[appalachianapologies]

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Upon taking lethal damage, enter resurrection

A MacGyver Guardian Angel AU Chapter fourteen: Examined

Against all odds, Mac finds someone who's like him by an accident. But for every new answer he gets, Mac has two more questions. There's something about these watchers that just don't make sense.

[ilovemygaydad]

Friends in Dark Places [remastered; ch 1]

i have no explanation for myself

actually, i do. so here’s the thing: this is not a new fic of mine. in fact, you can find it on my ao3. however, i stopped writing it last january when i lost literally all creative motivation, and then realized that, hey, this fic is one of the first ones i ever wrote, and it’s pretty shit from a grammar perspective. i was going to rewrite it last summer, but the whole no-creativity-thing that I was going through ended up ruining that plan. so now i’m forcing myself to do this. 

pairing: moxiety and logince (later on) with the addition of others if i feel like it

WARNINGS: these will be based per chapter because it’s a really intense story, but for now there’s suicidal ideation, almost attempted suicide, crying, anger, shouting, threatening to call the police, fainting, panic attacks, depression, bad families, cliff hanger ending, food mentions, and possibly something else

summary: After struggling with suicidal ideation and loneliness for years, a teen decides it’s time for it all to end… that is, until someone tries to save him.

a/n: i might add another chapter later so... yup let’s see how That goes

tag list: alright so if you want to be unadded or whatever, just give me a holler, but for now i’m just gonna stick the old one in here and leave it at that. some of them didn’t work, and yeah. major regrets have been made.

chapter 2 - chapter 3 - chapter 4 - chapter 5 - chapter 6 - chapter 7 - chapter 8 - chapter 9 - chapter 10 - chapter 11 - chapter 12 - 

[themapleleafdiaries]

ive had this in my WIPs for so long it’s ridiculous dont look at me. also dont ask what this shading is i just saw a brush named “Fountain of Yoots” and had to use it 
Val and Xaphan in a nutshell (Valkrea is @the-ebonarm ‘s) 
ko-fi link in blog description! :3c

[janescarlett]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eleventh Doctor/River Song, Twelfth Doctor/River Song, The Doctor/River Song Characters: Eleventh Doctor, Twelfth Doctor, River Song Additional Tags: river song secret santa, (with a little bit of angst) Summary:

Kissing the Doctor would give an answer to the question of if he cared for her at all.