#justicepositive

[mevima]

I need more Justicepositive things. Where can I find this? ::hmmmm::

[mevima]

Interdependent

Justice/Anders, Fluff, Rated G, Justicepositive. For ser-kitten, who wanted sweet Justice fluff. (AO3)

When Anders whimpers in his sleep, caught in the grip of a vivid nightmare, it immediately draws Justice's attention. He feels for the dark pathways of the Fade the mage has followed, tugs gently but can't quite disentangle him from the outside. So he settles for the next best thing, and wraps what he can of his mind protectively around Anders' thoughts, whispering encouragement and comfort.

You are strong, Justice murmurs into the back of his mind, where his words become little bursts of light, wisps of support to guide Anders home. You are cared for, you are perfect, you make a difference.

It takes some time, but with the steady onslaught of certainty, the Fade Templars pursuing Anders slowly lose cohesion. One drifts away, distracted by a cat; one is set on fire and becomes a seed and then a sapling; one collapses in on itself, faceless armor distorting until only the Sword of Mercy is visible, red hot and melting.

As his dreams begin to follow an easier path, Anders relaxes. His mind creates playful illusions for a little girl, and produces a newborn litter of mewling kittens which need his care. He doesn't quite recognize that Justice has done this for him, but that's all right. Anders gives him - gives everyone - so much. Justice doesn't need credit for what little comfort he is able to give back.

[mevima]

Just a reminder that I’m always open to talk to anyone! My askbox is open and you can totally ask for Skype ID or email <3 I loves all you all, and like to chat and add new friends (well, in text, anyway). Our corner of fandom is a lovely place and everyone is welcome.

[mevima]

I have a soft spot for Justice talking to someone, and then suddenly stopping and going "Anders would prefer if I stopped talking about that."

[apostaterevolutionary]

Anders was strong, so much more so than Justice even thought mortals capable of. All of the hardship, pain, injustices he’d endured had done little to temper him. He’d been through so much designed to break him, went through more every day, yet he never faltered, never shattered like his oppressors wished him too. And there was strength in his tears, as well, something he failed to see before Justice was able to show him. For on the nights where he wanted nothing more than to give in, to stop, he would still fight, tooth and nail, even when the enemy was his own mind, one that knew every weak point and struck them without fail. Yet still, Anders endured, continued on even after experiencing pain and sorrow that was far beyond what Justice could even comprehend.

Anders was brave, never backing down no matter how many times he was threatened, brushed off, or hurt for it. He stood for what was right, fought for it, put everything he had into it even at the risk of himself. Anders knew what the consequences of his actions may be, yet he showed no hesitation. There was fear sometimes, yes, fear of what could come, fear that it’d all be for naught, but he fought on anyways. Many days and nights held nothing but terror for Anders, yet he rose to meet them every time. Justice could not help but marvel and admire the courage it took to face torments from both others and his memories, especially when it was a daily occurrence.

Anders was beautiful, and not just from the physical perspective. Justice thought all mortal bodies were beautiful in their uniqueness, Anders’ being no exception. But what was beautiful about him was more than just a pleasing physical form (which he certainly had as well, make no mistake). No, it was the passion within that Justice truly found beautiful, the drive and determination that he had not seen matched in any other mortal being. The tenacity with which he pursued what mattered and what was right was something Justice loved and respected above all else, and it was probably this that made the spirit fall in love with him in the first place. Anders was a beacon of hope for all those who needed it, and that made him far more beautiful than his body ever could.

But most importantly, Anders was his, in every way. They shared both mind and body, and somehow even more. When Justice had first brought up the idea of a merger, he’d never thought it would grow into this, so much more than he could’ve ever anticipated or imagined. Anders was his strong, brave, beautiful mortal. And if the spirit had found the decaying memories of the love shared between Kristoff and Aura beautiful and worthy of awe, he had no words to describe his relationship with Anders, or the love shared between them. For of all the wonderful, beautiful things Justice had seen in the mortal world, Anders was the greatest of them all.

[apostaterevolutionary]

Imagine Justice eating an ice cream cone for the first time

[thiscatdraws]

there can be no turning back; there can be no peace.

[no-templars-here]

modern AU Justice getting an extra candy bar from a vending machine and trying to figure out how to put it back