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It's really hard to just do one sentence lol. So have the first 3 sentences of one of my Stetopher week fics :D
They’re trying to kill him. Chris is sure of it. Peter and Stiles are trying to kill him.
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Elena reached up and traced the edges of the bulging veins under his eyes. He stood still for her, not even sparing the energy to breathe. His eyes stared directly at her, but she knew they didn’t see her, not really.
Her hand came back with blood smeared on her fingertips. She brought her pointer finger to her mouth and began licking it clean.
The idiot must’ve been on ecstasy or something, because his blood tasted heavenly.
She saw in real time as Elijah’s eyes suddenly focused, narrowing on her finger in her mouth.
Before she finished licking the blood away, he’d moved them into the bathroom, shoving her against the tiled wall. He said nothing, just held her against the wall as she moved onto the next finger. Occasionally, his nostrils flared as if taking in the scent.
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Elijah tugged her arm and forced her out of the house. “That is enough, Aurora,” he snapped, pulling her toward his car.
She growled and wrenched her arm from his hold. “It is not!” she insisted. “They tried to kill you! I should-”
“You should let your husband take the lead.” He opened the passenger door and forced her into the seat. “We will handle them later,” he promised, “but as of now, a deal has been broken and I am going to collect what I am due.”
“And just what are you due, then?”
“A doppleganger.”
Her eyes widened marginally, and he remembered that he had not told her, exactly, what they were doing in Mystic Falls. Or, rather, he had, but he had ordered her to stay out of it.
He would have to put that one back into place, once he had time.
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“Do you know what’s happening right now?”
He tilted his head, looking very much like a confused dog. “I’m not sure what you mean.”
Stefan rolled his eyes. “Permission to push our luck?”
“No.” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees and setting her chin atop her folded hands. “Do you know why you’re currently sitting on your knees in front of two people who tried to kill your brother a few months ago?”
He blinked. “Because you told me to.”
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Another very brief little No Man's Land Part 5 snippet! Allusion to sex so it's kind of NSFW and below the cut. It's also missing one clause so as not to spoil!
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your wip that you get a piece of is Whumptober Day 14 which is for Tim Bradford!
Tim looked back down at you, noticing that your eyes were closed, “Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me!” He cradled your face in his hand, smearing your blood on your cheek, “Hey! Y/N, open your damn eyes! You can nap at the hospital.” He smiled a little when your eyes fluttered open, “Hey, hey, there you are. Keep looking at me okay? Talk to me, tell me a story.” You coughed, head rolling to the side a little as you looked at him lazily, “You hate my stories, Timmy.” “I also hate when you call me Timmy. But as long as I’m hearing your voice, I know you’re breathing. So, call me whatever the hell you want and tell me the longest, drawn out, too-many-background-details story. Just talk to me. That’s an order boot.”
and yes i'm going to be finishing my whumptober prompt list, i know it's not october anymore but that's fine 😂
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“USE THE DOOR.”
“Oh! Right! The door.” Orion backpedaled away from the window and crossed the room, pausing only as he reached for the handle as worry creased his faceplates. “Your body guard's not gonna- like- stab me for being in here, right?”
“Chromia won’t but I might if you don’t get out of here!“
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Pre-War Oplita ideas, TFP flavored
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Alicent Hightower (House of the Dragon fandom) crushing on the reader — imagine.
Being the only thing Alicent had after the close bond she had with Rhaenyra was abruptly shattered the day she had to forcefully become her stepmother and produce heirs at a young age, you can expect for her to deeply cherish you. Alicent heavily relies on the warming comfort you provide constantly for her when all the impotence she has build-up over the years is near to impossible to keep bearing. Of course, she will never explicitly mention it, but you are one of the few people — with only Aemond counting on those few people — she clings to for security. But there is something different in you. Something that makes her deeply melt in a wave of vulnerability, especially when you tightly embrace her against your body to soothe her.
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Warning for suggestive content!!!
This is from the future foundation age-gap Komaeda WIP I have floating around…. None of my wips have names for the most part because i choose my titles last!!!
