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[sadstonewrites]

20 from the pining prompts for Piotr and Lane?

hello there my beloved sass, thank you for requesting! trying to get back in the swing of writing after taking a bit of a hiatus to fucus on some real world biz

Pining Prompt #20 - Staring at their crush whenever they laugh or smile and thinking: "I wish I can make this moment last forever.

When Piotr laughs - really and truly lets out a deep, belly laugh - it can be heard throughout the whole mansion. Whether it's the reverberations of his metal form, or just the fact he is a very large man, it's honestly magnificent to hear. It starts as a deep rumble out of his throat, crinkling up the corners of his eyes and throwing back his head as it works its way out of his body. It's rare to hear him laugh like that; he'll let out a chuckle, sure, but a full body laugh is a rare sight with how composed he typically tries to present himself as. He's a protector, a bulwark or a battering ram when the moment calls - needless to say he can come off a little stoic at time

That's why this moment is imprinted in Lane's memory forever now. It was stupid - the joke was subpar at best and dad-level at worst. But the stars must have been aligned, Venus must have been in retrograde and an angel must have gotten their wings as the question passed through Lane's lips.

"Where does a polar bear keep his money?"

Across the table, Piotr blinked and cocked an eyebrow.

"In a snowbank."

At least a dozen heads turned in the dining area as Piotr inhaled, exhaled with a trembling smile on his lips, and then burst out in a roaring laugh that filled the entire room. And Lane sat there, for once not so conscious of the pairs of eyes now on them but instead basking in the moment of Piotr's laughing form and wishing it could last forever.

[strawberrytorte]

ok here’s the preview since i can’t resist myself !!

Irene fell onto her bed, hoping the end of the week would come quickly and finally offer her some time to take a breath. Everything was suffocating, her job, the rain that came almost every day since the change in season, the noises of speeding cars and drunk pedestrians outside of her apartment complex- it was all starting to become too much. 

Irene shut her eyes and began to think of the sea. The beach, and how relaxing it would be to go to one and clear her mind. She hadn't even been near sand since her high school days, but the images of her school's senior retreat at a beach resort remained fresh in her mind. 

Those days, and the people she spent them with... do they even remember her now, Irene thought. She'd spent so much of her high school career so focused on academics that everything seemed to pass her by so quickly.

Except for Marcella, the one person that always made her laugh and kept her grounded when things got complicated. But as strong as the friendship was, Irene felt like it'd be a waste of time for anyone to remember her.

But those days have long since passed. Reveling in the past just made things depressing, Irene thought. She turned over and prepared to fall asleep until suddenly, her cell phone began to ring.

Irene grabbed the device and looked at the screen. An unknown number, probably a tax collector. But even with that in mind, something compelled her to answer the call anyway.

"Hello?" 

"Hello? Is this Irene?" 

Irene's eyes shot open as she immediately recognized the voice on the other line.

But she couldn't be too sure. This had to be some kind of dream.  

"Yes, who's speaking?" Irene responded groggily. 

"Marcella Davis, from Hepatica High. I don't know if you remember me, it's been so long and--" 

"--No no, I remember you." Irene reassured.  

"You do? Thank god," Marcella sighed in relief. "I know it's late but I saw something that reminded me of you earlier and I couldn't get your face out of my head all day. So, I looked you up and found your number so I just had to call. How are you? What've you been up to lately?" 

"Just surviving, I guess. Nothing noteworthy's been going on... How about you?" 

"I'm pretty good. I'm working as a soccer coach for a children's team." 

"Oh, you still play?"

"Of course, it's so fun! You?" 

"No, I never have the time anymore," Irene sighed. "My job takes up a lot of time, sometimes I barely have enough time to think. It's crazy..." 

"That does sound crazy. You worked a lot in high school too, take a break for once!" Marcella jokingly chastised.  

"I wish I could." Irene chuckled softly.  

"Do you still live in Sycamore?" 

"Yeah, I live just outside of downtown." 

"Great, I don't live too far downtown either! We should meet up; when are you free?" 

"Uh, I'm free on the weekend." 

"Me too. Let's meet up on Saturday, how does 2 o' clock sound? We can meet at the Yulia's." 

"S-Sounds good. I'll see you then."  

"Mhm, see you then. It was good hearing your voice again, Irene. I can't wait to see you." 

Irene felt her entire body heat up all the way to her ears. "Y-Yeah, me too. Bye." she stammered before hanging up and setting her phone next to her pillow. She fell onto the soft surface of her bed and covered her face and squealed while kicking her legs in the air in sheer giddiness. She felt like a 14 year old all over again. 

She was still in complete disbelief. Irene's eyes moving to her phone. She didn’t want to admit how much she craved the touch of someone else, preferably a woman, but her heart raced at the mere thought of being able to see and touch Marcella again.

Six years. It really has been a long time, she thought.

[stonefreeak]

Omg, your Chancellor Kenobi masterpost took over my own life!! It is so good!! And now I really want to find out what happens after Anakin is well rested and he and Obi-Wan have a proper talk :)

Haha, thank you anon!

That is actually the part I’m currently working on. I’m hoping to get it out today or during the weekend. Unfortunately, no promises because it is KICKING MY ASS and also long. :I 

Generally my ficlets have ranged between 400-1000 words, this one is…… wellp. I’m not gonna give you an actual work count (because I’m not done yet) but let’s just say it’s a lot more than 1k words okay? :I;;;

[sadstonewrites]

Hello!! I’m not sure if you still take writing requests but I was in the mood for some colossus fluff and I really like your celestial steel series, so could I make a request? It can be with your OC or just (y/n), and just any sort of fluffy goodness c:

oh anon you are speaking my language, especially after my latest celestial steel entry is just chock full of angst (pssst you can read it here). These are sort of half fluff/half just general headcanons? Personally, I love knowing a bunch of domestic stuff about characters and that’s my idea of fluff. So, without further ado...

Colossus (Piotr Rasputin) Fluff

He’s good with kids, and I think that’s pretty well established given his relationship with Ilyana as a child. But a lot of times, kids can be afraid of him - giant shiny muscle metal man literally TOWERING over everyone? Yeah, that’s intimidating to everyone regardless of if they’re a child or not. So, when a child does get scared of him at first meeting, Piotr gets down to his knees and gets down onto their level, making sure to smile warmly and ask them their name, what their favorite color is, etc. It’s not uncommon to see a small group of children tailing him around like ducklings, or to have several hanging off his giant frame like he’s their personal jungle gym. 

 He’s the best person to go grocery shopping with if you want to be efficient. He has his list, and his meals planned with each ingredient he needs, and more than likely already knows the layout of the store. 

 He’s the worst person to go to the hobby or art supplies store with. He gets decision paralysis and will spend hours deciding on new brushes and canvases. 

Loves supporting small businesses! Will always go out of his way to look up local art supplies stores or artisans on Etsy. Handmade watercolor pigments have a special place in his heart (and his art).

He’ll give you his sweaters unprompted, saying that the cold doesn’t bother him since he’s from a literal tundra (and also because he’s made of metal on most occasions) and they are the warmest and coziest things ever. Regardless of your size, they will probably be oversized just because of how this boy is built like a fridge. If you’re dating Piotr, there’s a good chance that his sweaters will just end up in your closet. 

He’s a flirt in the very old fashioned way, and will go out of his way to make you feel like a princess/prince/royal entity/etc. Opening doors, walking you to your home (even if you live at the same place ffs), and refusing to let you pay for anything. Not out of any sort of sexism or anything, but more just because he wants to take care of you and make you feel special! If that’s not your style, he’s cool with that, just be open and honest with him and he’ll adjust. 

Not a huge TV watcher, but can be convinced to watch with a group for a viewing party. Yukio and NTW got him into RuPaul’s Drag Race (‘it’s literal art’, they said. And they were right, he loves it). Deadpool got him into Say Yes To The Dress

[sadstonewrites]

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

Oop, I'm back with some more Colossus/OC nonsense. Took a break to take care of some personal stuff (I got a new job!) but I'm back on my bullshit and taking everyone with me. As always It’s my hyperfixation and I get to choose the music! I’m just glad some of you like listening with me! 

Tag list: @master-sass-blast @exodus-rasputin @emma-frxst

[sadstonewrites]

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

Obligatory holiday fluff fic - look, I am a creature of simple pleasures and holiday fluff happens to be one of them. It’s my hyperfixation and I get to choose the music

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngster's prepares for the holiday season by decorating. Lane helps a certain tin soldier with a very important task, fluff ensues.

Tag list:

@exodus-rasputin @master-sass-blast @emma-frxst 

[sadstonewrites]

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

FINAL CHAPTER. Oh man this one was a ride, I hope you all enjoyed and as always, my ask box is open for questions, comments, concerns, and also for requests! 

Tag list: @master-sass-blast @exodus-rasputin 

[sadstonewrites]

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

A nice little fuffy fall piece for my fellow Colossus enjoyers, featuring my OC Lane as part of my Celestial Steel series! Hard to believe I’ve already written 11 vignettes for this pairing, thank you to everyone who’s stuck with me since the beginning and everyone who’s recently joined! 

Tag list: 

@exodus-rasputin @master-sass-blast @emma-frxst