#wordcount 100

[ladymdc]

Gifts

Prompt from @/fairest_of_lame on twit: it's Jack's birthday and he forgets bc he's working so hard but Rhys doesn't. gets him a present. (I'm sorry I just love fluff w them 😅)

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For a moment, Jack doesn’t understand. In fact, he worries he has forgotten something he shouldn’t. Something important. After years of having nothing left to celebrate, the dates of significance between them seem endless. But they only celebrate one, and Jack has had that planned out for months.

This reminder is what moves Jack to investigate the small package parceled in black and gold.

Something for the man who has given me everything, reads the tag. Happy birthday, handsome.

He leaves it. Goes to find Rhys, who smiles at just the sight of Jack.

It’s an open gift. Bare, loved.

[stuffiliketothinkof]

You should write about Elsa and Anna on a hot summer day. Would Elsa's ice dress melt off an then she be nekkid?

Anna stared at the ocean; calm and blue. She rolled to her side and became too interested in the crack forming on the balcony where they had set lounging chairs to enjoy the sun. She lay on her back and glared up at the blue sky, shading her eyes from the sun. And then she turned and glanced back again at Elsa, no… at Elsa’s dress, which was slowly becoming translucent as it melted, drip by drip. As her gaze rested on that dark area her pounding heartbeat told her was Elsa’s areola, she noticed she was panting.

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Wordcount: 100

I’m taking Elsanna drabble requests for the ElsannaSleepover.