#fluff though

[hanajimasama]

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

The fight with Zenos takes a turn for the worst. How can Mizuki saves the ones she loves when she can barely keep up with Zenos? It's win or lose. Ft my Au Ra Black Mage Warrior of light: Mizuki

  I’m still kinda proud of this one. It was going to be much sadder but

[grabmybush]

asexual peter fic

just a quick little thing i decided to post for asexual week. have a bit of asexual peter. 

read it on ao3 here

also sorry how rough this is, i wrote it really late at night and i just wanted to post it immediately so i didn’t really edit it :/

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“Steve! Truth or dare” the team looked at steve. After gathering for a movie and games night, the team had decided on monopoly and truth or dare, then a movie afterwards. Of course, being the billionaire that he is, tony won monopoly. They had had a few rounds of truth or dare already, everyone holding back on the dares since there was a minor present.

“I'll go with dare” steve said with a chuckle, Natasha smirked before answering.

“I dare you… to take your shirt off” a few people chuckled as steve took his shirt off, sam wolf whistling and making steve burst into laughter.

“Okay okay, peter” he turned to peter, smiling “truth or dare.” 

“Truth” peter answered immediately.

“Are you not feeling daring tonight, kid?” steve smirked and bucky chuckled

“Oh come on, you know i'm always daring” peter responded with a wink

“Okay then, i'll give you a truth. Have you done it yet?” sam burst out laughing at that. Peter looked around, a blush rising to his cheeks.

“What?” bucky turned to peter, seeing his confusion.

“You know, have you done it yet? Have you lost your V-card?” he could barely hold in his laughter. Tony decided to speak up at that.

“Kid, it’s okay, you don't need to answer that. We can just finish the game and watch a movie or something.” 

“No, its okay. If you guys really want to know- no, I haven't done it yet” peter was blushing so much now that Tony was worried his cheeks would burst.

“Okay” natasha clapped and stood up, not allowing anyone any time to react, “lets watch a movie, i'll get popcorn”

The team ended up in various positions on the chairs around the tv, sam and bucky fought over the beanbag chair, they ended up sitting on each other. Natasha and bruce were sat on chairs next to each other, Steve and Tony were sat on opposite sides of the sofa directly opposite the tv with a part of a spiderling in each of their laps. Peter was already falling asleep with tony combing his hand through his curls. Natasha and bucky debated on the movie before deciding on ‘alex strangelove’. Everyone relaxed back as it started playing.

Peter was on the edge of consciousness when he snapped his eyes shut, the movie was showing a sex scene. He slightly tensed up and closed his eyes tight as the scene went on, no one else was batting an eye. If tony could tell he was tense, he didn't mention it. He was still carding his hand through peters curls, as he had been doing for the past hour.

The scene ended and peter relaxed fully, trying to block out the rest of the movie, he closed his eyes and tried his best to go to sleep.

Peter opened his eyes slowly as he felt himself being carried. He looked up and saw tony, leaning his head back again and relaxing. He opened his eyes again as Tony put him down in his bed, the light not on yet.

“Hey tony” peter whispered

“Hey kiddo, thought you woke up on the way here” tony sat on the edge of peter’s bed and smiled.

“Yeah,”

“You okay, kiddo?” Tony's eyes shined with worry.

“Yeah, I’m okay” peter smiled as best he could, trying to reassure tony.

Tony got up and nodded.

“Tony?” Peter called out before Tony could leave..

“Yeah pete?” 

“Can I talk to you about something?” Tony walked back to the bed, sitting down again, his eyes showing worry yet again.

“Of course”

“Well- i've been meaning to talk to you about it for a while. I was thinking a lot a few months ago about… sex and stuff” peter cringed thinking about it. He took a breath before saying any more.

“Its okay kiddo, take your time” tony put his hand on peter’s arm and peter sat up, looking tony in the eyes in the almost-darkness. Tony could see the trace of tears shining in peters eyes, it only worried him more.

“So- uh- i was thinking about it. And i found out that i didn't really… want to have sex. Im- im asexual. Thats what im trying to say.`` Peter had a few tears rolling down his cheeks now.

“Oh kiddo” tony leaned forward and pulled peter towards his chest. Peter was crying more now, it was breaking tony’s heart. 

“Hey, it's okay. I don't think of you any different if that's what you're worried about. I'm okay with you being whatever you want to be” peter leaned back and wiped his eyes, looking at tony and smiling.

“Really?”

“Of course, kiddo, id support you with anything- as long as it's not drugs or alcohol of course, you know where that can lead.” Tony chuckled and Peter smiled wider, leaning forward to hug tony again. They stayed like that for a while before pulling away.

“Goodnight kiddo” tony stood up and walked to the door, he smiled at peter before closing it, leading peter in darkness. 

Peter laid his head on the pillow and closed his eyes, slowly drifting into sleep, still smiling.

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[breezy-cheezy]

Redraw of this, but Tim Drake-Wayne:

Batfam Voltron AU!! I made some doodly sketches before, but I’d like to make some nicer things, since this AU is very fun! As is the MP100 one...but it makes me happy to draw Timmy, especially in this role. It’s a little of a switch, where he’s actually searching space for Shiro, who ends up as black paladin (while Jason, as Keith’s role, is searching for his mom) but they stumble upon Voltron about the same way, haha. This was a pretty fun experiment (it took WAY longer than expected...nice lines?? For once??) But I do like the turnout! Hopefully more content to come! 

[whodoesntlovesabriel]

Angel Fire.

Thank @syzygycas for the prompt!

Gabriel tightened his collar, staring in the mirror of the motel room. He looked a mess. Stubble on his cheeks and jaw, hair messy and hands shaking. The more he stared at himself, the more he hated today. He turned away, heading out the door to find Castiel stood there, trenchcoat and all. He sighed, straightening Cas’ tie a little, but not bothering to fix it. He wouldn’t have wanted it fixed, he likes Cas’ quirks.

The weather couldn’t have emulated everyone’s mood better. Rain fell from the sky, tapping incessantly on the bonnet of the Impala as her wheels crunched over gravel, up onto a deserted part of Singer Auto Repair. Bobby would want this was all Dean said on the matter, taking a swig from a bottle of whiskey. Neither angel argued, and let Dean open the trunk, lifting out the fabric covered body. Gabriel’s heart twisted in pain, and he thought he was going to be sick. Dean didn’t show any expression as the three of them built the pyre, and he hitched the body onto the top of it. Cas put a hand on Dean’s shoulder.

 “Dean, say goodbye to him.” he whispered, and the Winchester looked up at him, green eyes dead.

 “What?”

 “Say goodbye Dean. Both me and Gabriel would like to too.” he squeezed Dean’s shoulder, stepping back. Gabriel watched Dean pull out Ruby’s knife and slice the fabric away from the body’s face. He turned around, giving Dean privacy. He didn’t turn back till he heard Cas whisper “your turn.” to him.

He looked down at Sam’s face, lip captured in his teeth. He hadn’t really believed the younger brother was dead until now, until he could see his pale face cold and unmoving. He pushed his anger at the world down and clicked his fingers, a golden feather floating through the air into the palm of his hand.

 “I- I never got you ask you.” he whispered placing the feather on the top of Sam’s chest. “But I wanted you to become my Gracemate.” his voice snapped, and he turned away, the feather invisible to Dean but not to Cas, who looked at him with horror and sorrow in his eyes. Gabriel gave Cas a I’ll tell you later look as he faced Dean. “Dean, I’d like your permission to use angel fire to make the pyre.” Dean looked up at him, anger on his face.

 “Why, am I not good enough to burn the bones of my own brother?” he growled, tears sliding down his cheeks. Gabriel shook his head, patting Dean’s shoulder.

 “No Dean. If we use angel fire it’ll guarantee Sam’s soul goes to heaven. It’ll purify him, and his soul.” Cas explained, putting an arm around Dean’s shoulder. Dean looked from angel to Archangel, realising what they were offering.

 “Guaranteed?” They both nodded.

 “Yeah, hell I’ll ever flap up there and check once he’s gone. And as long as neither me or Cas kick the bucket before you do, we’ll do the same for you Dean-o.” Gabriel said, and Dean nodded.

 “Do it then.”

And so they did.

Angel fire is different from normal fire. It burns brighter and higher, hundreds of colours looping into the air and dancing in the wind. Eventually it died out, leaving nothing behind.

 “You gonna go check on him or what featherbrain?” Dean snapped at Gabriel who shot him a look.

 “Give it a few minutes, it’s not instant.” And do they waited. The sign for the auto repair yard creaked in the wind and everyone’s hair was stuck to their foreheads due to the rain. Cas nudged Gabe, pointing at the sky, voice floating into Gabriel’s head.

You’re upset, I understand, but the rain?

I’m not doing it.

Why don’t I believe you?

Cas I am so fucking distraught if I was the reason the weather was bad we’d have to go tell some asshole called Noah to build a giant fucking boat again.

Cas didn’t have anything to say to that. When he thought enough time had passed, Gabriel waved to Dean and Cas, hopping up and fluttering his wings, going straight up into Heaven. He appeared in a new Heaven to the one he usually frequented. Instead he was in a field, fireworks popping in the sky. He looked around. Where was he? This wasn’t Mr Simms’ sweet shop.

 “Hey Gabe.” a voice purred, and he whipped again, choking on a sob as he saw Sam in all his glory in front of him.

 “It worked.” he rasped, before throwing himself into Sam’s arms. Sam chuckled, burying his face in the golden mop, spinning the youngest archangel around in his arms before they both fell into the grass.

 “I saw the feather by the way - well, I more felt it. A demon - they were coming to collect my soul, but the feather, I clung to it.” he said, unwrapping his fist and showing Gabriel the rather crumpled feather. “I asked an angel I bumped into it about it and… I’d love to be your Gracemate Gabriel.” Gabriel teared up, crushing his lips against Sam’s in a bruising and desperate kiss.

 “Thank Dad.” he mumbled, sitting himself in Sam’s lap with a grin on his face.

[wishthief]

They all need nicknames.....

I'mma nickname the cute one Fluff and the psycho one Schizo. The normal one is just Marx and the smug one will be Maruku for the luls. There we go.