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[explicit | tw for slurs and internalized homophobia]
chapter three: fuck off
Boston Bruins face off tonight against Pittsburgh Penguins—can Boston keep up its winning streak for the fifth game in a row?
Eddie was skating like a goddamn god. It had been three weeks since he last saw Steve but they’d both been at the absolute top of their game. Steve had won his own game against the Oilers in his third shutout game in a row the night before (and the arenas had started playing Steve a song when he racked up another shut out—Werewolves of London, which Eddie loved, although it seemed like Steve noticeably flinched every single time it came on), and Eddie had scored more goals in the last three weeks than he had in the entire pre-season.
Seemed like a little healthy competition between rivals was exactly what they both needed to rocket themselves to another level of stardom.
And this game was no different. They were up 3-1 in the second half of the second period, and Eddie was feeling fucking good. The team was playing in sync tonight, Archie’d made one of the goals and Eddie netted the other Jeff had the puck right now, deking around the Leafs’ garbage offensive line. He flipped Eddie the puck and Eddie caught it smooth, but before he had a chance to slip it to Archie he felt a body hit his, his hip slamming him into the plexis, and he went down hard. The other player’s elbow had caught his ribs in a way that was decidedly unsportsmanlike, and Eddie bounced off the plexi and hit the ice with his knees.
Dean Winchester hasn’t had roots since he was four years old. Since his mom was killed, the only home he’s known has been the Impala, too busy carrying on the family business to miss having one.
Cas has roots, and he despises them. Maybe he’s left his family behind, but it’s hard to let go of something you’ve been told your whole life.
When Dean and Cas’ paths collide on a hunt, perhaps there’s something to be learned.
The thing about roots is that they can be replanted somewhere new. And, they always grow back.
chapter three is up! read it in full here on ao3 or preview it under the cut. or, start from the beginning.
In all honesty, Cas wasn’t entirely sure what Charlie saw in The Hobbit. The writing didn't particularly stand out as excellent— it was unnecessarily dense— and he didn't care for the plot. The characters didn’t feel exceptionally well rounded to him. The book’s one redeeming quality, he supposed, was the world building.
It gets so good! she had promised. I swear!
Trying to finish his chapter before he retired to his room for the night, Cas was beginning to doubt her.
They’d been tentative friends (or at least, Cas had been a tentative friend and Charlie dove all in) for a few weeks. Since then, she had made it her mission to catch him up on everything that he’d missed during his “sad, secluded, character building childhood,” from books to games to tv shows to movies. On quiet days at the bed and breakfast, Charlie would pop up and shove a book or a stack of them into Cas’ hands, or drag him off to his room lugging a backpack of DVDs with. Charlie was a lot, but Cas had found that he liked her.
Mildred had also been over more. He saw her once a week at the farmer’s market, and it seemed she was making a pattern of seeking him out once every other week instead of at random intervals. Cas talked more with Jody and Donna, too, at market days, and had slowly been getting to know Aaron, who ran the local florist’s.
And, of course, there was Dean. Maybe Dean wasn’t here in Himmel, but they texted and called each other.
It was different than the quiet, secluded life he’d initially made for himself. Talking to people outside guests— having friends was different. Cas liked it, even if it was hard getting the whispering in his head to shut up sometimes. Despite his decisiveness, telling the rule book he’d followed since the beginning of his existence to go fuck itself wasn’t like flipping a switch. Sometimes he found himself freezing up while he was over at Charlie’s for a movie night because he wasn’t supposed to do this. He made hasty retreats sometimes when he talked with Aaron over the counter after buying a new bloom.
Being alone helped. Using the quiet to remind himself that it was fine, things were okay, it wasn’t like that anymore. Reading offered an escape when things were too quiet. And strangely enough, Dean helped, too. Cas had found that talking to Dean was easier than hanging out with Charlie, or carrying a conversation with Mildred. Maybe because it was because he couldn’t see his face— maybe that made it easier for Cas to disassociate these conversations with breaking rules. Sometimes, when they were texting, he couldn’t hear Dean’s voice.
And Dean was already different. Something about him stood apart from the others.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
CHAPTER THREE IS UP WOOT WOOT
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: Merlin (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), (but in the background)
Characters: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Hunith (Merlin)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Merthur - Freeform, Pining, Slow Burn, Idiots in Love, Arthur finds himself, healer Merlin, Merlin's Magic Revealed (Merlin), this is set somewhere after season four??? middle of five? i have really no idea, Gwen and Arthur are married, merlin left, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, hunith is the mother we all need, Slash, Friends to Lovers, no beta we die like men, physician Merlin, POV Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Canon Era, Ealdor, someone get poor Merlin a cup of tea, Rating will change, we gotta let the plot advance before it gets spicy, Mutual Pining, arthur is kinda highkey depressed
Summary:
Two years after Merlin left with only a small goodbye letter as evidence of their friendship, Arthur is still crumbling. When Gwen proposes a few months break from being King, he takes it, to everyone's surprise. When he later shows up at Merlin's doorstep unannounced, he is unaware of the secrets that will be revealed, the old wounds that will split open, and the tenderness he'll learn to give and receive.
Arthur grieves for a life that he was never allowed to lead, finds his inner child in becoming a regular villager of Ealdor, and grows up in a way he never could’ve in the halls of Camelot. An all too true story about falling in love at the wrong time, and how to mend a relationship that had never even begun.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard
Characters: Kevin Day, Matt Boyd, Jeremy Knox, Jean Moreau, Original Female Character(s), Allison Reynolds (All For The Game), Danielle "Dan" Wilds, Thea Muldani
Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Sharing a Room, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Exy World Cup, POV Alternating, Exy Fandom, Masturbation
Summary:
Everyone on the US national team knows that Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten hate each other, so of course they all think it's hilarious to force them to share a room in the name of 'team harmony' for the entirety of the Exy World Cup.
On the Third Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
The third chapter of Fully Grown!
Teen Wolf, Sterek, T, Chapter 3/12, 2.245 words (of ~30k total)
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Sheriff Stilinski, Kate Argent, Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Alan Deaton, Laura Hale
Additional Tags: Soulmate AU, Soulmarks, Feral!Derek, Wolf!Derek, Spark!Stiles, Slow Burn, POV Alternating, Flashbacks, Pre-Slash, Age Difference, Traumatized Derek, Alive Laura Hale
Summary:
The pup smells of summer, of heat in the air, lightning in the sky.
No amount of growling sends him running; he just keeps standing there, staring. He’s no threat though, smells of sparks but not of fire, no taste of ashes on the tongue.
Satisfied, he turns around, leaving the pup behind, ignoring the acid scent of anxiety and fear that suddenly fills the air.
~*~
Stumbling across a wolf in the preserve is not what Stiles expects when he goes for a run the last night before school starts again. But even if the wolf acts more intelligent than a mere animal, he can’t have anything to do with Stiles’ unusual soulmark, four vicious scratches down his forearm, can he?
And what is Kate Argent doing back in Beacon Hills for the first time since the Hale Fire?
This fic has been a long time in the making!
Wayyyy back, @jerakeenc posted a soulmark prompt on tumblr (or rather an addendum to the prompt Of dogs and deer darcy is based on) and how could I ever resist a soulmate AU!
Me and this fic would have never made it to the end together without the immeasurable help from my amazing beta @ohfuckthisshit and my wonderful cheerleader @loverofcake! Thank you both so much for all your help!
I’ll post this fic as a Twelve Days of Christmas gift, so the next chapter will already be posted tomorrow! And now, without further ado: Happy reading!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Jared Kleinman/Connor Murphy
Characters: Jared Kleinman, Connor Murphy, Evan Hansen, Zoe Murphy
Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends, maybe to lovers, Suicide Attempt, Referenced - Freeform, Recreational Drug Use, idk this is my first time tagging and idfk what to put lol, Underage Drinking, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, im making it seem sad and i don’t intend for this to be sad, entirely, there might be a little sad lol, tags bound to change, WIP, Slow Burn
Summary:
On the second day of senior year, Jared Kleinman sat in the unfamiliar position of first cello, knees pressed uncomfortably together as he waited for this mistake to be pointed out, waited to be demoted to second chair.
