“Okay, but I want to do that again. And again, and again, and again. With you; only you.” Sinister/OFC of your choice, please
Ugh...I honestly have no way to tell if this is any good at all. Please, if you read this and like it, let me know. I'm so blind in my writing block these days, I can't even judge when I've done something right.
Sinister Strange x Beauty Lincoln (OFC)
This...this shouldn't be happening, she was thinking.
Followed by, it's only a dream...it's just a dream...and I'm not really responsible for what happens in my dreams...am I?
But Beauty knew that wasn't quite right. This was a lucid dream; more than that, it was far from her first. Though it had been months and months since those last ones--and this was far more pleasant than those in the past--his lips on hers were like a taste of heaven after going far too long deprived of Stephen's kisses. She had to wonder, am I so lonely and pitiful and desperate that I'd seek out the dark version of the man I love...the polar opposite of the man who once loved me...just to feel desired again?
It takes two to make this dream we're sharing, precious.
She knew she was hearing his thoughts as likely as he heard her own. That was no surprise, and somehow neither was his assertion. You want this as much as I do, Beauty. I've been waiting a long time for you to let down your guard..."
The claim of his sensuous lips on hers only strengthened as he cupped her face in his powerful hands, further weakening her resolve to deny the forbidden connection between them. Inevitably, she allowed him to nudge her own lips to part enough and accept the slide of his tongue against hers. And of course, the flavor that filled her mouth when he did so was not like her Stephen's at all. Exotic, it was, like some dark rum spiked with unfamiliar spices and promises of a decadence she had never known.
How are you even alive? I saw him vanquish you. Her mind flashed back to the deadly flight of the Eldritch Sword, which her Stephen had used to pierce the black heart of that sinister version of himself. The one who had abducted her while she slept, into the Dream Realm as bait to draw her Stephen--whom he hated beyond any other--to his dying universe. That Dark Strange had died, and thus had troubled her dreams no more--so how was it even possible he haunted her dream now with a clarity that felt real?
Did you really think that was enough to kill me for good, sweetling? Your Stephen was either a fool or misled you. Either way, it matters not. All that matters now is this kiss...and what will follow.
What will follow? Cold panic pierced her mind. Wake up! Wake yourself now, her rational mind demanded, wake up before you cross a line too far...
Yet she was whimpering softly in the depths of his kiss, shivering with the heat this dark and wicked doppelganger had kindled in her flesh. A low growl rose from the center of his chest, and she could feel how pleased this sinister mage was with her inability to hide her sudden, terrible longing.
The advantage was all his as Beauty's will to fight off each new advance slowly melted away in the heat growing between them. This Strange kissed her like he already knew her weaknesses; as if he had studied her and understood her secret desires and was determined to satisfy each one. Surely just part of a game meant to steal her away from his nemesis, for his own ultimate satisfaction.
He twined the elegant, scarred fingers of one hand in her hair and slid his other to the center of her back, pulling her flush against him. The muscles beneath his tunic were as firm as she remembered Stephen's were. Tears prickled her eyes as Beauty reckoned how eternally long it had been since he had held her. And this all felt so goddamn good! She couldn't stop her hands from following the familiar pathways she had loved so well. One lay above his heart, with the other palm against the side of his neck. Despite the paleness of his flesh, it was warm enough to surprise her--while his strong pulse confirmed that this had to be more than a dream.
Mine...mine...mine...
That thought was faint, like the whisp of a whisper, as though this eldritch man hadn't meant for her to hear it.
A surge of anger filled her chest. No. I will not be a pawn in your quest for revenge. Her mind repeated it like a mantra until Beauty was able to pull away, out of his arms and out of the ecstasy of his kiss. She ran her hands through her hair, raising her face to Strange’s, practically hissing the words. 'I will not be your pawn!'
Though the most wicked creature she had ever encountered, his smile--Stephen's smile--had nearly the power to weaken her again. But it was his words that broke through the haze of her ire. 'Oh, sweetling. This has nothing to do with revenge.' Strange took a tentative step forward while Beauty held her ground. 'But I recognize your lonely heart because mine is more lonely than most people could ever fathom. Is it impossible for you to accept that I've been trying to reach you because I'm wanting you for you? For the lovely light of your soul that has called to me like a beacon. Like a promise of just a bit of redemption after the crimes that have stained not just my fingertips but my very soul black.'
Beauty lowered her gaze, fixing her sight on this Stephen's tremoring hands. In truth, she neither felt nor heard any trace of deceit in his confession. She was remembering her Stephen in their beginning days. How skittish he had been and how patient she had had to be. Offering him friendship in lieu of the far deeper love she had longed to lavish upon him. Would it be wicked of her to show this Stephen at least a little kindness? Especially as he was so alone in his reality, and she so lonely in hers?
'We'd have to set some ground rules,' she told him softly, reasonably. 'You can't just barge into my dreams when you feel like it, and you certainly have to honor whatever boundaries I set...' He was nodding his compliance, wearing that irresistible Stephen smirk, and his eyes, a deeper, richer blue than in her reality, seemed focused on her mouth. And somehow, she felt her lips tingle pleasantly with the rich memory of when their lips first met.
Okay, but I want to do that again. And again, and again, and again. With you; only you.That thought came through clear as day!
Beauty gave a little shrug, quietly pleased by his insistance, but determined that he'd have to prove himself before she granted him a single kiss more. 'Now, I have an early meeting tomorrow, so I really do need a full night's rest. And the next time you visit my dreams, we'll be spending the time together platonically. Does that work for you...Stephen?"
Sufficently chastened, Strange gave a courtly sort of bow, and then with a flourish, conjured a single, long-stem pink rose and handed it to Beauty. With that, he dissolved into a purple mist, his last words like an echo that followed her into a deep, contented sleep. Sweet dreams, Beauty, dear. As sweet as the kisses I will win from you someday soon.
Is there something your favorite small fandoms have in common?
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well several of them have the same creator!! The Fushigi Yuugi series, which includes the prequels Byakko Senki and Genbu Kaiden, Arata the legend and Ceres Celestial Legend are all mangas done by Yuu Watase. Discovered the og Fushigi Yuugi series in 2012, discovered Arata the Legend in 2013, and Ceres Celestial Legend sometime after, and never looked back. I could write a whole ass novel analyzing her works and themes by now. (Alice 19th is a recent new love of mine, also by her, so I don't know it as well, but I could definitely still try!)
The Wicked + The Divine and Arata the Legend both have "young people chosen by gods in a group of 12 make terrible decisions" as a common plotline. it's a bit of an oversimplification but it's still true lmao and I love every single one of those terrible decision makers
The OG Fushigi Yuugi, A Christmas Prince and Discovery of Witches are all romances with cringey but loveable main couples but I love them.
In all of them - minus Christmas Prince for obvious reasons - there's a lot of themes involving death and sacrifice. What it means to be alive, what it means to love. What you're willing to do for love. What kind of horrible decisions you can make and how, if, you can come back from it. Redemption and character growth is a big part in all these series, in both subtle and unsubtle ways.
Bonds between people is also a big theme in all of these works. All the Yuu Watase series - and Watase works in general - often have a theme of the power of love and friendship (and it hits me every time, I love it). The Wicked + The Divine is. a lot about what happens when you cannot develop healthy relationships because of your own issues (and things can only get better when you try to overcome those issues and form bonds with others). Christmas Prince - it's a romcom obviously love and friendship is a constant theme. A Discovery of Witches is, again, a love story, so that bond is literally saving the world, but also - more in the tv show than the books, unfortunately but still very noticeable in the books - the bonds between the de Clermont family, the Bishop family, and all the friends they make along the way are vital for saving the day in the end.
My test-run to see if I can do graphics work on my mom's laptop is a gift for my fic enabler @strangelock221b!
Voiceplay - "Oogie Boogie's Song" | Regina Spektor - "Samson" | Halsey - "Bad At Love" | Florence + the Machine - "No Light, No Light" | INXS - "New Sensation" | OK Go - "Obsession" | KI Theory - "Enjoy The Silence" | Sleater-Kinney - "One More Hour" | Katethegreat19 - "Come Little Children" | The The - "This Is The Day" | Tracy Bonham - "Kisses" | Civil Twilight - "Letters From The Sky" | Chloe x Halle - "Warrior" | Diplo feat. MØ - "Get It Right" | Jessica Fichot - "1,2,3" | How To Destroy Angels - "A Drowning" | Tricky - "Excess" | Coldplay - "Talk" | Lindsey Stirling & Pentatonix - "Radioactive"
butterfly; dream destination? Can I just say Europe? Lol! I love the history, and the architecture, and it's just so beautiful 😍 but of course, the UK, Ireland, and France are the countries I most want to visit.
calm; favorite scent? I answered cloves in the previous ask, but this gives me a chance to list another fave! I love coffee scents!
I WANTED THIS TO BE CANON SO FUCKING BAD. No offense to the family Clint ended up having in the movies, because with a few tweaks to canon they make so much more sense as his sister-in-law and niece/nephews, but OMG. This was one of the many many things that pissed me off with continuity. Now that Natasha is dead it’s all fanon anyway, but grr. Argh. I wanted this soooooo much to be on-screen real and to get way more interactions between them than we got. We were robbed.
(But fanon Clintasha is amazing...all hail the Clintasha fandom)
Send me a ship and I’ll give you my (brutally) honest opinion on it
I was watching the '91 Beauty and the Beast with my mum the other day and for not the first time, she said that when the Beast talks in the beginning of the movie and he's all gruff and growly, all she can hear is Worf from Star Trek: The Next Generation. Something about this most recent version of that comment sparked something in my brain and now I really want a Deanna Troi/Worf BatB AU. (Season 7 teased me with that ship and got me wanting it, but it was never real. It's okay, I'm mostly over it by now :D)
This is, of course, subject to change, but I think I want the AU to stay in the Star Trek universe, although they wouldn't have met through Starfleet. I haven't decided yet whether either of them would have been in Starfleet at any point, but they would have at least had different assignments. (I think I'm leaning towards them not being Starfleet, but we'll see.) I'm definitely taking the figurative beast angle with Worf, and something happened in his past to isolate him, and he's kinda gruff and angry on the outside.
I'm not sure how Deanna would end up meeting him, but 5000% her mother, Lwaxana Troi, would be involved, because I am not passing up the opportunity to use her in a fic. I'll probably sprinkle the other main characters in the fic as well, possibly as his staff? (I'm not sure I super love that, but I'll figure it out. :D)
More like a dark age, when everyone walked on egghsells and it was the laughing stock of the internet. Now Twitter is the circus and I am happy for them to have that title and Tumblr is just a weird dumb place again for fandom and shitposting.
