#snippet meme

[glimmerglanger]

Maybe fluff 29 and 39 for CodyWan? That would be very very kind of you <3

THE FLUFF TRAIN CONTINUES! I went with #39: “You ramble and it’s adorable.”

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“Beg pardon?” Obi-Wan asked, frowning over towards Cody, who was….much closer than Obi-Wan had realized. Their shoulders were just about touching. Which was convenient. After three constant days of fighting, Obi-Wan wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep his head upright.

“When you’re tired,” Cody said, tone warm and pleasant, no sting to the words. “You ramble.”

“I do not,” Obi-Wan told him, giving up the fight to avoid slouching over into him. His shoulder armor was cold and hard, but far from the worst pillow Obi-Wan had ever used. “I just...discuss all aspects of an issue.”

The exact nature of the glowing insects on the planet around them deserved consideration, anyway.

Cody snorted, just a little, and Obi-Wan almost lifted his head to argue the point, except Cody kind of...leaned his head over. Moving would have meant dislodging him, and Force knew Cody had to be as exhausted as Obi-Wan felt.

“And I’m not adorable,” Obi-Wan added, frowning a little and tugging the blanket wrapped around them both a little tighter.

“Sorry to have to be the one to break it to you,” Cody said, yawning so widely that Obi-Wan heard his jaw pop, “but, scientifically, you meet the classification criteria.”

[sinsbymanka]

WIP Snippets Meme

@fasterpuddytat ​ tagged me because APPARENTLY 10k words of fic yesterday wasn’t enough ;-) 

Here’s a snippet from next week’s chapter of the Girl with the Arrow Tattoo. 

The hallway opened up into their tiny living room, but her eyes skipped over it directly to the kitchenette and the bear of a man standing at the sink, shirtsleeves rolled up and elbow deep in soapy water. His thinning red hair glowed in the meager sunlight coming through the window and he muttered under his breath as the man on the radio recounted an abysmal performance in the Proving Ring. 

Maria had a hard time getting the word out, it seemed stuck in her throat and came out raspy and breathless. “Dad?” 

He looked over his shoulder immediately and pinned her with a wide grin. ‘Hey Ria, you feeling any better?” 

She blinked at him owlishly and he sighed, efficiently turning the faucet off and brusquely wiping his hands on a towel before he threw it on the counter and crossed the room to her. His eyes traced her face skeptically and he pressed the back of her damp palm against her head. “Still out of it, then?” 

“Out of it?” She repeated dumbly. 

“You’ve been sick for a good bit of time here, Ria.” Her father explained patiently, his gray eyes burning into hers. “But you look like you’re coming out of it. Thank the damn stone. We’ve been worrying ourselves into our graves.” 

His words sent a shiver through her that she couldn’t quite explain. He caught it and frowned, wrapping a big arm over her shoulders. “Let’s get you back to bed. You’re freezing.” 

No pressure, but I’m gonna tag @theaiobhan and @lostinfantasies38, but anyone can do this :-) 

[occasionalmawile]

🗣

“I’ve had enough pretending to like what I don’t like! I’m have had enough of wearing clothes that I don’t like. I’ve had enough pretending to be who I’m not! ”

[saranel]

Askbox meme: Fic Snippets

OK, so a few days ago I made my 1k followers post and lamented the fact that this had to happen on a hellishly busy period for me.  And it’s about to get even busier, but since a) today is my birthday, b) nice things have been happening to me lately, and c) I won’t have any real time to write for AGES, I’m going for one last hurrah (of sorts) before the big break as a proper 1k celebration.

SO.  I’m going to keep my askbox open till Friday at midnight my time (GMT +2), inviting you to ask me to post snippets (as in sneak-peeks of future chapters/scenes) about anything in my WIPs.  I’m not going to set a max number of requests, I’ll play this one by ear; if I get too many requests I’m afraid this will have to be a first come first serve deal and I’ll let you guys know if that happens.  I can only devote a couple of hours to polish up a few snippets if they’re way too messy to post as is, but no more than that. 

I’m going to post a list of what’s available below, just be aware that some of it may be as raw as pure dialogue in script-like format, but the catch here is that you can basically ask me to show my hand about future plot and character developments ;) And I in turn have to try to tiptoe around that while simultaneously staying as close to your request as I can, lol.  

I’ll be posting everything around the weekend.

THE LIST:

Mono no Aware (I have snippets available for nearly every single future chapter: Yoruichi making it to Captain, Kisuke making it to Captain, Kisuke joining the 2nd Div, Kisuke meeting Aizen, Kisuke and Shinji talking about Aizen, the next chapter which is about the visit to the Royal Realm, the present storylines etc Feel free to ask about any scene you can think of and if it’s available, I’ll post a snippet)

The Elysian Fallacy (next chapter only, ie: the continuation of the last scene, Soifon’s first visit to Hueco Mundo, Ichigo and Rukia meeting again after a long time, urayoru and shoten family shenanigans, Ichigo misinterpreting the er... paternity of Yoru’s kid, Kisuke FINALLY visiting the Shihoin estate and... a mystery scene)

Untitled Harry Potter AU (mine and @kisukke‘s Bleach/HP crossover! Featuring the TBTP cast as first years in a completely revamped Japanese magic school.  Very few things available here, mostly first year tidbits like Kisuke meeting Shinji and later on Yoruichi, Hiyori as a muggleborn getting the news that she’s a witch, the first trip to the school, the sorting etc)

Untitled UraYoru PWP fic (I ain’t even giving out details on this one; ask and ye shall receive)

Untitled UraYoru er... phone fic (see above)

Untitled UraYoru askbox request; theme: Bodyswap trope

Untitled ShiYori askbox request; theme: Groundhog Day trope 

Untitled IshiHime Orihime graduation fic requested by @mizulily ;) 

(This post will be placed on queue until Friday)

[glimmerglanger]

the snippets, i love them!! can i request fluff 3 or 35?

:DDD You may! I went with #3: “Is that my shirt?” Codywan foofiness.

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“Is that my shirt?”

Obi-Wan froze, for just a second, as Cody leaned close enough to murmur the question against his ear. His first reaction was to reassure Cody that he was most definitely wearing his own clothing, but--

He considered, a little itch forming along his spine, that the shirt he’d grabbed off the floor in his rush to get out the door when the alarms had gone off was, in fact, riding up a bit under his tunic. It was, in fact, looser than it should have been around his shoulders and arms.

Which was--well. A distraction neither of them had time for. “I believe it is,” he said, as breezily as he could, tingling with the awareness that he had Cody’s shirt on, which meant, in fact, that Cody was wearing his. It had to be too tight on him. And likely too long on his arms. 

Obi-Wan winced, thinking about the battle they were about to get into. He murmured, with a fast smile, “Sorry about that.”

Cody shot him a look - dark and fast - and said, “Don’t be. I’ll take it off of you again, when we’re done here.”

[glimmerglanger]

ooh are you doing prompts? *cracks open the book of angst* maybe 29 🥺👉👈? or if it is only happy season rn, fluff 27?

Angst is also good, but, uh, I could not resist the fluff prompt for this one. It’s... gen or pre-Codywan? Implied pre-Codywan, perhaps? ANYWAY, it was for:

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“That’s the first time I’ve ever seen you smile,” General Kenobi said, quietly. Cody tensed anyway, suddenly very aware of the curve of his mouth. He hadn’t realized he’d been smiling, watching Waxer and Boil attempt to reenact Kenobi’s odd communion with giant animals for all the brothers who had missed it.

He glanced sideways, over at Kenobi, who was leaning against the doorframe. He definitely hadn’t been there a moment ago. This wouldn’t have been happening if he’d been there a moment ago. He had appeared without making a sound. Jedi didn’t, as a rule, Cody had noticed.

Not unless they wanted to.

Cody felt the back of his neck heating. Waxer and Boil were still fully lost in their roles. Boil was attempting the General’s Coruscanti accent, to varying degrees of success. It had seemed funny, a moment ago, even if - at the time - watching Kenobi decide that the best way to handle a rampaging beast was to go talk to it nicely had been horrifying.

“Sir,” he said, trying to smother a wince. The wince got deeper as Waxer and Boil continued on behind him, joined, from the sound of it, by Crys.

Who said, making his voice gruffer for no reason that Cody could discern, “General, you’re amazing. Here, I noticed you dropped your lightsaber. I valiantly retrieved it--”

Cody jerked back to look at them - just catching a widening of the General’s eyes and a curve at the corners of his mouth - and barked, more out of self-preservation than anything else, “General on the deck.” 

Watching Waxer almost swallow his own tongue while Boil tripped over nothing made the entire affair almost worth it.

[glimmerglanger]

hii you said you already did 17 🌺 for codywan: so may I suggest any of the other prompts you haven't used yet but would like to? 😊

I did 17, though not for Codywan :D I was very drawn to #35: “Kiss me better.” And so! A snippet! Codywan, established relationship, h/c.

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“That’s not a recommended form of treatment for a concussion,” Cody said, dry, as he carefully helped Obi-Wan down onto his bunk. Bones had kicked them both out of the medbay, insisting he had more serious injuries to tend. He’d ordered Cody to keep an eye on Obi-Wan, at least through the night.

It would hardly be the first time he’d stood sentinel over his General, and they’d all known it.

Obi-Wan wrinkled up his nose; the very fact that he was willing to ease down onto the mattress without a fight spoke to the severity of the hit he’d taken. He’d kept his eyes closed during their walk the the halls, and curled, in fractions of an inch, over onto his side on the bunk.

“I could have sworn it was,” he said, his voice quiet, little more than a whisper, and he looked so much smaller when he curled in on himself.

The center of Cody’s chest ached. It had always hurt in the past, seeing his General - his Jedi - hurt. The slow exploration of the feelings between them made the pain sharper, hotter. He swallowed, hard, and said, leaning closer, “Well, how about we give it a try?”

And Obi-Wan let out an unsteady sigh when Cody pressed a soft, feather-light kiss to his shoulder.

“See?” he rasped, shivering a little, despite the warmth in the cabin. “I feel better already.”

[glimmerglanger]

hey glimmer, i look forward to your spicy saturdays every week!! if you have time, would you mind doing smut #8 for obikin or codywan? so excited!

Yessss! #8 was “I didn’t think you were into that.” I ALSO accidentally wrote #22 for smut (”Are you doing that on purpose?”) when it was supposed to be angst, so I’m included that here, too, because they’re both Codywan. Established relationship. Only lightly spicy.

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“I didn’t think you were into that.”

Cody blinked. Obi-Wan seemed unconcerned about the conversation, sprawled back in the sheets they’d thoroughly destroyed, one knee drawn up, an arm stretched back over his head. He was flushed, all down his neck and over his shoulders, eyes heavy-lidded.

It was the closest Cody ever got to seeing him relaxed. Seeing him so always felt like a kick in the center of Cody’s chest. But that was….unrelated to the subject at hand. Cody tried to arrange his thoughts - always difficult in the moments directly after they tangled together - and swallowed.

It was even more difficult, apparently, to wrangle a thought if Obi-Wan happened to mention that he liked--well. Being manhandled, to start. Cody cleared his throat, “So you just...weren’t going to ask for it?”

Obi-Wan’s breath caught, oddly. He blinked up at the ceiling and said, voice steady, “I quite enjoy what we do, already. I’ve no desire for you to do things you don’t enjoy.”

Cody considered the burn down his spine, rising quickly, for how recently he’d just come, and asked, shifting over to lean across Obi-Wan, into his line of sight, “Who said I wouldn’t enjoy it?”

AND, #22

“Are you doing that on purpose?” The question slipped out before Cody could stop it. He hadn’t meant to ask, in fact, he’d been trying very hard not to think about what Obi-Wan was doing at all.

It had just proven impossible.

Watching Obi-Wan sit across from him in the little room where they were stuck for the conceivable future, absently turning Cody’s blaster over and over in his hands, dragging fingers along the barrel and back again, endlessly--

Well. It was impossible not to watch him. Cody hadn’t commented when Obi-Wan reached out and took his blaster from his holster. He obviously should have. Each movement of Obi-Wan’s hands felt deliberate. And it was ridiculous, really, for Cody’s gut to be this tight, just because Obi-Wan was stroking--

“Doing what?” Obi-Wan asked, all innocence in his eyes. Obi-Wan blinked up at him, finger brushing across the trigger guard, avoiding the trigger itself all together, which was funny, in a sharp way. Cody quite felt like someone had a finger on his trigger. 

They stared at one another for a moment, and then Obi-Wan crooked one corner of his mouth up, and asked, “Do you have concerns about me inspecting your weapon?”

And Cody rolled his eyes, because sometimes Obi-Wan was ridiculous, even as he pushed away from the wall, deciding, “I think it’s time you moved on to inspecting something else.”