#typosandteabags

[loveaos]

Serena (@typosandteabags) writes so many ships with such passion! Her fics always put a smile on my face!

[teamspaceaos]

Happy Birthday @typosandteabags !!!

They have contributed so much amazing AoS content during EvS. The range to include both canon and noncanon ships, and very sweet fluff and some wonderfully dark and twisty angst. Find all their work on ao3. I an particularly inclined to a certain Huntingbird fluff piece.

Lovely gif by @bunnykaye

[sunalsolove]

🚀 Can you give a teaser with one word?

For an upcoming HB fic, the title is Sushi

Thank you for the ask! 

WIP ASKS

[bobbiamorse]

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You got 🍀 - you’re lucky! Comment on this post with which of the lucky options you’d like!

(try your luck?)

[marvelthismarvelthat]

hi! can i request quakerider + "can I kiss you right now?"

Robbie didn’t know what had happened on Daisy’s mission.

She’d come home different--defeated and with a look in her eyes he hadn’t seen since the day they’d first met at the junkyard a few years before.

He didn’t know how to help. He and Daisy… it was new. Very new.

This was uncharted territory for them and anything he did might just make it worse.

But he couldn’t just leave her there, sitting on the corner of her bed. Looking lost and distant and pained.  So he knelt down in front of her and slowly took her hand, watching her for any sign of discomfort at the contact. “What do you need?”

Daisy blinked, her tearful eyes finding his, and took a shaky breath. “Can you— please help me to the tub?”

“Of course.” He gently pulled her up, wrapping an arm around her and allowing her to lean against him as they made their way to the bathroom.

It was quiet in the bathroom as Robbie helped Daisy undress, carefully prying her bruised limbs out of her bloodied tac suit before helping her gingerly lower herself into the warm water. He couldn’t help the lump in his throat at the bruises blooming on her skin, already covering her back, ribs and arms. There was no way she wasn’t hurting worse than she was letting on.

Robbie shook himself. Daisy’d only asked for help getting to the tub, nothing else. It was time to go no matter how much it pained him to leave her alone.

But as he turned to leave, Daisy’s hand wrapped around his wrist, keeping him in place.

“Stay?”

Robbie swallowed, dropping to sit next to the tub without hesitation. “Always.”

He grabbed the sponge she offered him, remaining silent as he gently scrubbed off the blood and grime marring her skin. Part of him wanted to ask what had happened, but Daisy was the kind of person that only talked when she was ready. And he could tell she wasn’t. She’d let him know when she was.

It wasn’t until he was washing her hair that she spoke again, barely lifting her head from where it was resting against her knees. “Hey, Robbie?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you.”

He sighed, letting his hand run down her back. “You never have to thank me, not for this.”

Daisy eyes filled with tears as she smiled at him, her lips trembling. “How did I get so lucky with you?”

Robbie shook his head. “I’m the lucky one.” He cupped her cheek, letting his thumb trace the bruise there. “Can I kiss you now?”

Daisy nodded and he leaned in, letting their noses touch first, lingering for a moment before kissing her slowly.

[apathbacktoyou]

🌙 What is your favourite line in one of your WIPs?

this might be cheating because it’s from a chapter that’s already posted but:

“Maybe we’re just discreet about it,”she said.

It was one of those rare instances where he was the one to answer her with only a look. He had been accused of many things in his life. Subtlety was not one of them.

[theclaravoyant]

for the drabble challenge, 80. "Let's run away together" + ship of your choice?

thanks for the prompt!

i had some static quake feels to get out in this one, but in a slight copout/fresh take on the ship of your choice suggestion, you’re welcome to apply it to any of your fave daisy ships because i just want her to be happy

enjoy

for @aosficnet2‘s True Drabble Challenge (100wd). Prompt me?

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The night is quiet, but for Daisy it sings. She can hear not only the crickets, but the swaying of the trees and somewhere, a river; not only her own heart but his, and the flow of air in their lungs and blood through their veins. Alive. Together. If she tries, maybe she could even hear the stars above them. It feels like infinite possibility.

“Let’s run away together.”

She expects him to laugh it off and surrender to the golden light that will soon engulf their precious night. Instead, he takes her hand and squeezes.

“Just tell me where.”

[shirilily]

hello! can i request 31. "I fucked up" and pipsy?

Sure you can! Hope you enjoy it :)

If there is something worse than losing the big match of the season to your school's longstanding rival, it is losing the match and the girl.She doesn't feel like seeing a soccer ball ever in her life again, but at the same time, all the good moments of her school life have orbited around soccer; it has been a comfort in the bad times and a joy in the good ones, and once everyone else has cleared the locker room, Piper's feet take her to the field of their own volition.She sits on the middle of the field, despite of the moist grass and the evening cold. It is soothing, in a way, to be allowed to be small and still in this very place where she spends her days running and shouting."Piper?" She doesn't need to turn around to recognize Daisy's voice, and all the calm that was building inside her body topples down at the mere sound.  Piper closes her eyes, resigned to her fate. If there is something worse than losing the match and the girl, it must be being forced to confront such girl. When she opens her eyes again, Daisy is sitting next to her, already in casual clothes, her hair wet from the shower. "Are you alright?""Sure." She turns her head to the sky, to not be forced to look at Daisy's face. "If you leave out the fact that I fucked up, sure, I'm okay."Daisy squeezes her hand, and Piper feels like she is about to collapse, the antithesis between her heart-rate picking up at the contact and the tears that she is trying to keep at bay."You did not fuck up. You were amazing, Pipes.""Except for the fact that I fucked up your perfect ball delivery.""Hey, look at me." There is nothing she can do against that clear command, and when she looks down into Daisy's soft eyes, her heart clenches pleasantly in her chest. "One mishap doesn't mean you weren’t the greater-est player in the field." They both laugh at the incorrect term, and Daisy moves her hand to Piper’s elbow. "There is no one I would rather have as my teammate than you, and that is more important than any score, don't you think?"Piper swallows down, her throat suddenly dry."Yeah, yeah, I do."

Prompt me!

AOS Masterpost

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