#legacywrites

[ofwrittenlegacy]

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wicked - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elphaba Thropp/Galinda Upland, Elphaba Thropp & Fiyero Tigelaar, Fiyero Tigelaar & Galinda Upland Characters: Elphaba Thropp, Galinda Upland, Fiyero Tigelaar Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Lesbian Galinda Upland, Bisexual Elphaba Thropp, Fiyero is a Slut, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Protective Elphaba Thropp, Galinda Cares About Her Appearance, Fever, Light Angst, Romance, Sickfic, Sick Character, Sick Galinda Upland, Caretaker Elphaba Thropp Summary:

Her shoulders hitch with a strange rhythm, like a stutter, hitch-hitch-hitch, and Elphaba tilts her head to explore the peculiar motion.

“Glinda?”

Her head bobs forward, ducking almost imperceptibly. The sound is soft, a bottled chuff of air like a…like…

“Did you just sneeze?”

Her answer is another sneeze.

Elphaba notices something is off with Glinda. She hasn’t tossed her hair all afternoon.

[bcforedcwn]

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"No, you're done. End of story." He responded as gently as he could to his boyfriend. This wasn't normal. He wouldn't get this heavily drunk unless something was wrong. It was the reason he had been in such a rush to come over. So much he was sure his slips were both from different pairs. Paying for the tab, he thanked the bartender before he wrapped an arm around Conner. Just to hear his soft words. So that is what it was. "Alright, let's go home and get you to take a shower." He smelled so heavily of alcohol, it was burning Joseph's nose. Still, he moved through the crowded bar and back outside to his waiting car. "Think you can get in without hurting yourself?" Last thing they needed was to add a concussion on top of his other issues."

[aquamanandfriends]

Stakeout

| muse: Clark Kent | open to: anyone | sexuality: heterosexual | panromantic | suggested connections: co-worker, crush, Lois, maybe another reporter, Jimmy, photographer

He was starving and couldn’t hide it anymore. As soon as they got their food he started to chow down like he hadn’t eaten in days, and he sort of hadn’t. Clark had been overly busy with the Justice League that he’d taken a ‘long weekend’ from work. Now he was sitting in a dark car with another journalist waiting to see what two very shady characters were about to do. It felt a little strange to sit and watch this sort of thing but the truth was he could do more good in this situation as a reporter than as Superman. “Hm?” Clark wiped his lips with a napkin and turned to the other having totally missed their comment.

[wickcdcreations]

@legacywrites​ asked: 2a for derek x jace meme: m/m smut edition status: accepting

  working at the university as a guard was the last thing derek wanted to be doing, especially since it was the one he dropped out of his freshman year but they were offering him good money and he could deal with annoying frat boys and freshmen if it meant he was closer to getting out of this town. right? what started out as a boring and uneventful night ended up with him finding a lost freshman and offering to take the young man back to his dorm.

  the two started to talk and he realized how cute the guy was, he was clearly inexperienced. one thing lead to another and they ended up back at derek's place instead and derek balls deep inside the eighteen year old. "fuck, you're so tight" he said, jace was on his back and the security guard was on top of him drilling in him. "you like that?"

[thesociiety]

► smutty starter for @legacywrites​

           It was already pretty late, she asked him for a ride and he agreed even if he had better plans for himself for the evening. They’ve been driving around for at least an hour and she wasn’t very talkative until she asked him to park the car. It was an empty parking lot of the  supermarket, nothing fancy. Cam wasn’t sure why she wanted him to make a stop here but he wasn’t complaining. He stopped the engine and then looked at her raising his eyebrows since he wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted, expected or what her plans were. When suddenly she smiled and placed her hand on his thigh he finally started to understand. “You could’ve told me what this is all about before we spent an hour driving around.”

[lostflares]

@legacywrites​ based on this.

             of course james would find himself in the most awkward of positions. he  didn’t really know how it happened. one moment the three of them are getting a drink and the next thing he is getting some drunken ramble about being in love with him. he wanted to die. literally right then and there. but then he can feel the other’s hand on his thigh and he looks at them out of the corner of his eye. “ uh,” is all he really manages to get out, because what in the bloody hell do you say to something like that? he has no clue, but he gives a soft shake of his head. “listen, mate, i, uh.” then he stops again. “have to go.” chicken. “we have to go.”

[aquamanandfriends]

More To You

| muse: Landon Rando | open to: anyone | sexuality: bisexual | suggested connections: former Alpha Phi Delta bro, ex-girlfriend/ex-boyfriend, old friend, could have been romance, crush, friend, fwb, one night stand

Landon smiled to himself as he tried to figure out the correct words. “It’s not that I just find you physically attractive I--I mean you are, you are really damn hot but,” he cleared his throat and swallowed hard. “There’s so much to you and I really do want to get to know you better. If you are alright with that, I mean...”

[wickcdcreations]

  although marriage wasn't in his plan, fabiano ended up proposing to carla and they got married shortly after that. he wasn't one to settle down but it was nice having a stable place to come home to and a woman who had dinner waiting for you when you came home. tonight she had a family emergency with her sister so fabiano was left alone with her teenage son who she asked him to watch. "come here topolino," he ushered the boy to come join him in the living room when he saw him peaking from the kitchen. the older man had been watching the game with a beer in his hand in nothing but a pair of boxers. "and grab us two more beers"

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