#brophine

[b00ksandcleverness]

I am in a writing mood!

*shock and awe*

Yes, yes, I know. SO, which story would you lovelies like me to update? 

[queenelizabethscorgis]

a brophine oneshot based on this prompt from otpprompts

Person A and B of your OT3 find a stethoscope while going through boxes. Person C walks in 20 minutes later.

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“I can’t believe how many boxes we have to unpack,” Cosima sighed, plopping down on top of a box marked “Tony’s Room”. “We have way too much crap.”

“Well, that’s why we moved, to have more room to put our crap in,” Tony replied, opening another box and rifling through its contents. “And we won’t get through any of this stuff if you sit on it,” he added pulling textbooks out of the box and shooting Cosima a look. “Which room is going to be the office again?”

“The one down the hall to the right,” Cosima said as she stood again, walking herself and her oxygen tank over to the box.  She would need to help Tony carry all of Delphine’s books.  As she peered into the box, reaching for one of the many thick volumes, something shiny caught her eye.  She reached in a pulled out a stethoscope, just as Tony was coming back into the room.  

“Whoa babe, no, I told you I’d take care of the heavy shit, you carry blankets and towels and stuff,” Tony said, obviously concerned.  

Ignoring Tony’s comment, Cosima turned towards him and exclaimed “Look what I found!” brandishing the stethoscope before him.  She placed the instrument around her neck, straightened her back, and in a rather poor imitation of Delphine, said “I’m Dr. Cormier.”

Tony snatched the stethoscope from her, saying “Stop that, that’s terrible”  and examined the device more closely.  He put the eartips inside his ears and placed the chestpiece over his heart.  

Cosima pulled the eartips out of his ears and took the stethoscope from him.  “She’s a doctor, what do you expect?” she said as she turned the stethoscope over in her hands, suddenly pensive.  “She probably brought it home from work, so that she could, you know, check up on me or whatever,” she added, trying to sound lighthearted.

Tony stood closer to her and wrapped his arms around her frail body, feeling her uneven breath as she buried her face in his shoulder.

“I’m scared, Tone,” she said, her voice muffled.

“I know Cos, I know.” He wrapped his arms around her more tightly. “You and Delphine and Scott are going to figure this all out, okay?” he added, as he pulled her out from his shoulder to look into her eyes.

“What if we don’t Tone? Then what?” Tears had started streaming down Cosima’s face.  

“I know how smart you nerds are, there’s no way you won’t.”  

At that moment, they heard a jangling of keys and the turn of a deadbolt at the front door.  Delphine walked into the apartment, carrying what looked like a heavy load of groceries.  

“Hello my loves, I brought us home some…” she stopped mid-sentence, noticing the scene in the living room.  “What’s wrong?” she asked, walking over to join Cosima and Tony.  Delphine wrapped her arms around Cosima, who turned to press her cheek against Delphine’s chest, the stethoscope still in her hands.  Tony placed his hands on Cosima’s shoulders, rubbing them lovingly.  

“We found the stethoscope in the box of stuff for your office.  It just stirred some stuff up for Cos,”  he explained.

Delphine’s eyes widened in surprise, and she raised Cosima’s head from her chest to look into her eyes.  

“I brought that home from the DYAD so that I could do some of your check-ups here, in our home.  It was not meant to make you sad.”

“I know it wasn’t.  And it didn’t, not really I mean,” Cosima wiped the tears from her cheeks before leaning back into Tony’s arms.  “It just scared me a little, because what if we don’t find the cure on time Delphine?” she asked, her chin quivering.

“We will, Cosima.  With the help of your sisters and Scott, we will find it.”

“Okay,” Cosima answered, her voice cracking as new tears welled in her eyes.  Delphine leaned Cosima’s head on her shoulder and Tony leans up against her from behind.  They hold her, hoping her tears will soon subside.

[queenelizabethscorgis]

brophine motorcycle roadtrip au with cosima riding behind tony being super into it and delphine in the sidecar terrified who is with me

[b00ksandcleverness]

APPARENTLY IT’S SAWICKI SATURDAY

Which is fucking glorious. So send me ALL OF YOUR TONY PROMPTS.  

ALL OF THEM. 

NOW. 

[rokstarfiction]

I have caved and gotten an AO3 account invitation.

More out of wanting another backup to archive my work and not trusting ff.net, and also because I like feedback and its easier to give on there than here, but some of you have asked in the past so I figured I’d let you know.

I’ll post the details when I get the invite, probably tomorrow, and start uploading some of my works.

Edit: Yes I have said in the past I already technically had a beta account (which I got YEARS ago when you had to wait two weeks to get an invite) I however don’t remember any of the login info and don’t use any of the emails I would have signed up with back then anymore. So. New account.

[b00ksandcleverness]

pROMPT maybe idk it's just a picture I have stuck in my head of Goatsima being overworked at the lab and she goes home and curls up in one of Tony's oversized hoodies and Delphine's sweat pants and naps and when she wakes up both her overgrown wolf puppies are curled around her

"Where is that damn hoodie?!" All Cosima wanted was to curl up surrounded by the smell of her lovers, and after a long week of being overworked at the lab, Cosima Niehaus - geek monkey extraordinaire -  was not in the mood to be thwarted in her search by her own and Tony's bad habit of piling dirty laundry up in random places around their room. Delphine's sweat pants had been very easy to find (certainly not because Delphine actually put her clothes away. No.) and therefore, she reasoned, Tony's oversized sweatshirt should similarly magically appear for her use. 

"AH HAH!!" She yelled victoriously, emerging (read: wiggling) from underneath the bed (and getting her horns caught multiple times) with the offending hoodie thrust into the air. She quickly slipped it over her head (getting her horns AND her glasses caught this time) and, grumbling about being left alone by her wayward lovers, curled up in the middle of the bed and promptly fell asleep, her quiet snores echoing through the otherwise empty apartment. 

When she awoke once more, she was warm and cozy and sandwiched between her two idiots (who thought the sight of her asleep with her glasses askew, curled up in their clothes, was the most adorable sight they'd ever laid eyes on). She smiled contentedly, and closed her eyes once more. 

[rokstarfiction]

If anyone is actually following it;

I'm going to be compiling all of Extraction on this fic blog probably later tonight so its all findable. I intended to do it now but I won't have time before work.

[rokstarfiction]

Extraction || Part 14 || Orphan Black Fanfic

When Tony woke up he was aware of a few things.

A headache, probably more from the gunfire near his head for a good half the day than the alcohol he consumed.

His shirt and vest were off and his left arm was bandaged.

His pants, but not boxers, seemed to have also been removed and there was a sheet over him.

His right leg felt like it was on fire.

If he shifted even a little it felt like he’d dislocated his left shoulder or something. It just hurt, the way a bruise he’d once gotten from a baseball bat across the back had hurt. He assumed it was the remains of impact of the bullet that had caught him as they entered the building.

Lastly, there was a warm body snuggled up to his left side. The heavy dreadlocks that tickled his chin told him just who it was.

He groaned and looked around.

The house they were in was well kept, but furniture seemed to have been moved out of the way in favor of a small mattress that he was laying on. Sarah appeared asleep with one of the blonde children, the boy it must have been he guessed from the short hair, asleep on her chest. His hand reached down as if he had been holding on to his sisters hand as he fell asleep. Helena slept next to them on the floor, the little girl asleep on her. One of her hands wrapped protectively around the girls waist.

He heard Alison’s voice raised slightly in another room, and Donnie’s, apparently arguing with S and Rachel who sounded like they were on the same side of the argument as each other.

“Too weird.” He shook his head, pulling Cosima closer into his good side, she nuzzled into his flat chest. She clung to him, he knew in part because she must be worried about Delphine and needed him to anchor her, he knew they wouldn’t be going to the same safehouse at first. He looked up and away, to see Sarah, also looking exhausted, awake and looking back at him. She shook her head, closing her eyes to go back to sleep.

Tony followed her example. He’d done his job, waiting until he didn’t feel like he’d been hit by a load of fucking bricks to find out what the fuck was happening next was the least he owed himself.

-Fin