#pidgey writes

[the-starfleet]

y'all want some zipcents angst (but also slight fluff?)

no?

you're getting it anyways.

i WILL warn you guys beforehand. this has mentions of physical abuse, so if you don't like that sort of stuff, then turn back because... yeah.

Silence.

That was it. Pure silence.

Night had already fallen over the waters and the people of Bigg City Port. And the majority were asleep. The workers, ordinary citizens, the list went on.

But somewhere near the port, stood a house. Inside?

"...Tenny?"

"Mm?"

"Are you… still awake?"

"Kind of…"

"W-well…"

More silence. Then…

"I-I was wondering if… ummm…"

A small chuckle was heard and Ten Cents sat up in bed, giving him a warming smile. He was just wearing a simple white shirt and a black pair of sweatpants.

"Come on Zip, spit it out…"

Zip sighed and finally sat up, his face flushed as he looked over.

"A-alright, fine... I was wondering if you- well, I- could…"

Ten Cents' smile slowly faded, being replaced with a look of concern.

Zip only got this nervous when he was going to talk about something bad.

"C-can I stay in your boat for a while?"

"...W-why?"

"Well…"

Tears began to fall down his cheeks, and he grabbed his partner and hugged him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder.

"I-I don't want to stay with the Zeds anymore!"

He cried.

Then, the Star's eyes fell on something.

He slowly lifted up Zip's shirt to reveal his back. Covered in bad bruises, some cuts on it as well, and even a few burn marks on his arms and the sides of his torso. It hurt to see that.

Ten Cents' anger only flared up, and he gently took Zip by his sides, to which he winced, and looked right at him.

"WHO DID THIS TO YOU."

"Z-Zorran… a-and Zak…"

"I'm gonna kick them in the balls if they ever lay their dirty hands on you again!"

"N-no! I don't want you getting hurt! It's my fault, I'm not good at being a Zedstack!""

He cried, grabbing the Stars' wrists.

"Zip, I gotta do something!"

"I…"

Zip continued to cry into his chest, Ten Cents laying his hands on his back and cradled him.

"None of this is your fault. You know that right?"

The Star's voice was gentle, although the Zed continued to sob.

"Zip… I need to do something. You know it kills me to see you like this…"

"I-I know… I-I'm sorry.."

"Don't be. I'm glad you told me…"

Ten Cents gently placed a kiss on Zip's shoulder, his sobbing slowly fading.

"I… love you, Ten Cents."

"Hey… I love you more, Zip."

And with that, the Switcher cradled the other until he fell back asleep.

And sooner or later, he fell asleep too.

[theficvault]

Take Me To Church

A prinxiety fic in progress

here’s the prologue/teaser! (warning, this fic will have a sad ending if I ever finish it)

Prologue

The abandoned church stood like an imposing figure in the center of the glade. Cool breeze wafted through the rafters as the sky gradually grew darker. It was that perfect time of day- Not yet sunset, but dark enough to spot the moon proudly hanging in the sky, waiting for her turn to come out. The trees framing the church were all different shades of red and orange, with an occasional green popping out every now and then. Inside, the church was pretty much torn to shreds. You’d think it would be creepy, sitting in an abandoned church surrounded by memories and ghosts of people who once attended a sermon there, but it really wasn’t. There were technically two stories, but nobody ever went upstairs. The reason stated was that it was way too structurally unsound, though most people avoided it because of the various birds that had taken nest up there (and the creepy statue of the Virgin Mary. that too). It was only one room, with a large wooden crucifix at one end. There had, at one point, been other rooms, but by this time the walls had been torn down, leaving stray pieces of wood scattered in random places. Still, it was beautiful. It was a weird thing to find beauty in, a broken down place of worship in the middle of the woods, and yet, for some reason, there were still the few who looked at it and saw past the exterior. Past the years of decay, and directly into the heart. Roman Sanders was one of these people.

[theficvault]

It’s the great pumpkin, chuck shurley

now presenting: halloween human!angels :D

I’m well aware there isn’t any (mentioned by name) Cas but he’ll be in the next one I promise

It’s just setup for a more fun trick or treating ficlet,

Word count: 751

Warnings: mention of a corpse

Enjoy!

Lucifer was adjusting his horns when  younger brothers burst into the room in a flurry of colorful fabric and fake blood. “What do you gremlins want?” he sighed as he turned away from the mirror

“Dad’s working” Gabriel started

“And michael’s busy” Raphael continued

“And Anna doesn’t like us” Uriel finished 

“So?” Lucifer gestured towards the door “how is that my problem?” “We have to set up the haunted house!” Gabriel announced “I want to scare people this year!” “No” Lucifer got up and shooed his siblings out of the room “no way, I am not getting involved in that again.” “Please?” Three sets of pleading eyes stared back at him “we won’t ask you for anything again ever”

“That won’t last” Their older brother muttered, following them out to the yard

Lucifer ducked his head into his dad’s office on the way outside “you better get in costume, we’ve got to leave in about an hour if you want to pass the kid off to his friends” “Mhm” chuck replied, engrossed in his writing

“Dad” Lucifer repeated “Costume. One Hour” “Okay. Okay!” Chuck lifted his head “one hour, costume, will do” “Hi kiddos” A tall, slender, woman in black stood at the door with two shopping bags in her hands “where’s your dad?” “Hi auntie amaraaaaaa” A chorus of children swarmed her

“He’s working” Michael smiled, waiting until the smaller ones had left before giving his aunt a hug “But he’ll be done soon.” “He better be” lucifer added “you don’t look busy” He shot his brother a look

“I am, I swear” he put his hands up “I was just on my way out the door” “Uh huh” Lucifer smirked “sure.”

“Seriously!” Michael pushed past his aunt and stepped out of the house “I’m leaving” “I’m gonna go get your father off that damn typewriter” Amara stated, giving her oldest nephew a pat on the back “give the little guys that white bag and tell them to go nuts” Lucifer obliged and soon all talk of the haunted house was gone.

Or, at least, that’s what he thought.

“I’ve got some fake blood and a few really creepy spiders” Gabriel showed off his rubber insect collection with a gap-toothed grin “oh, and a corpse” “I’m sure you do” Lucifer sighed and stepped out into the maze of fake spiderwebs that had been set up days earlier “Let’s just get this set up, shall we?” “Yeah!” “It’s not even scary” Anna looked at the haphazard mess of fog machines, strobe lights, and black sheets with disdain 

“If you don’t think it’s scary, why don’t you just go through it already” Gabriel nudged her towards the entrance “baby” “I AM NOT A BABY” she stepped back a little bit

“Prove it” Raphael popped up from behind a spiderweb-encased bush “go in” “Fine, maybe I will”

Gabriel and Raphael shared a grin before ducking inside the makeshift haunted house to take their places.

Lucifer had his youngest brother next to him on the couch, watching E.T, when he heard it. The distinct sound of his little sister screaming. He considered his options. On one hand, he could go outside and check on them, or on the other hand, he could drop his brothers off with their group and go hang out with his friends.

He chose the latter, but not before yelling for his dad to come down and check on the small ones

“Seriously?” Chuck pinched the bridge of his nose “I leave you alone for an hour and you spend that time terrorizing your sister?” “Sorry” replied Gabriel, who was not sorry

“Punish him! So he can’t go out trick or treating tonight!” Anna exclaimed, enjoying this a little too much 

“I’m not going to do that” Chuck adjusted his daughter’s crown “but I will make sure he doesn’t do it again, will you Gabriel”

“Noooooo” Gabe lied “I won’t” “Off you go then” 

The two of them ran off into the almost dark neighborhood, joining the hoard of children already out

“This is why I never had kids” Amara giggled from behind her brother 

“Aww, shut up” 

Part 1/2

[theficvault]

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

Ah yes, a family vacation

Patton and Logan take the kids (and Virgil’s best friend Janus) to disney world! Chaos and hijinks ensue!

(and yes, there is pining :D)

-Pidgey

[pidgeyato]

At 16.3k words and 69 (nice) pages of my fic... making PROGRESS, BOYS! I might lower the font size or smthn tho bc 69 pages is way too long to only JUST be arriving at Class B

[pidgeywrites]

Some observations (you'll never guess what I recorded recently,)

[pidgeywrites]

Deciding to actually use this site a little more, because unlike others that I'm less familiar with I actually feel comfortable sharing random thoughts and tidbits here 😅 and boy do I get some random thoughts while recording explicit content 😶 but anyways yay ♡

[theficvault]

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

I kinda suck at names but this fic is one of my favorite finished stories. It's a 1940's murder mystery and it's only five chapters.