Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Any (please no SPN), any aspec character (either canon or fanon), wow, no thank you

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Good Omens, Crowley/Aziraphale, Surprised By The Voice Of God

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Prodigal Son, author's choice, The Serial Killer Cookbook

Damn I need some PS icons

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Your post said you needed some Ps icons, found this post. Hope this helps..

https://moriturism.livejournal.com/3387.html

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Oh, thanks! Those are great ♥

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Assassin's Creed, Ezio Auditore/Leonardo da Vinci, A Heart Not Easily Broken

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Doctor Who, Donna Noble (+ any Doctor), Why Aren't They Shouting

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Any, any, Kept Tears (Jana Denardo)

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any, any, the No-Campfire Girls (Mark Hunter)

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Buffyverse, any, Darker Still (Leanna Renee Hieber)

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Prodigal Son, Any, A Madness So Discreet (Mindy McGinnis)

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Prodigal Son, any, Unspeakable Words (Sarah Madison)

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Sherlock Holmes (2009 film), Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, All the Light We Cannot See (Anthony Doerr)

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MCU, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes, Heart of Darkness (Joseph Conrad)

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DCU, Clark Kent/Lois Lane, beloved (Toni Morrison)

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any, any, one hundred years of solitude (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)

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The sun rose though Son Goku couldn't see it. He could watch the darkness warm slowly with the light spilling over the top of the mountain. The distant sounds bird song and other noises heralded the dawn.

Where he sat enclosed in granite and thick iron bars, the sun didn't touch. The warmth didn't reach him as the sun crisscrossed the mountain east to west and the bars of Goku's prison faced south. Some moss grew in the damp at the back of the cave, offering him a bit of moisture as a taunt.

The knob of stone grew nothing, not green plants, not birds. Very rarely even did an insect crawl across the stones to entertain the prisoner. A yellow butterfly entranced Goku for the short time it spent flitting outside the bars. Its dancing wings reminded him of old aches and dreams and he screamed and screamed when it fluttered away, no flowers to nourish it on this barren rock.

The moss wasn't good for eating but Goku's stomach rumbled continuously until he had to put something in it. He couldn't keep it down and the stink lingered in the cave until finally the sick dried up enough to blow away.

His tears made patterns on the stone floor. His throat ached from calling, crying, screaming. No one came.

He never thought how he didn't starve. How his thirst didn't kill him. How he never froze in the winter. He watched from behind the bars as the mountain trees changed their clothes, budding soft yellow then growing into thick green coats that crisped to brighter colors of yellow and orange and red and gold before blowing away in a storm of white. His own clothing never frayed, neither his hair nor his nails grew. His body didn't wither.

The blue bird stopped outside the bars and Goku drew near, pressing his face between the spacings. The bird hopped, chasing after a tiny beetle. Goku's laugh startled it, making it fly up. He tracked it in the sky. Sorrow escaped him as the bird darted back toward the trees.

The bird came back.

Goku offered it little insects he'd caught. He offered them up until winter, when the snow set the beetles to hibernating. The snow fell fast and silent and heavy and the bird froze.

His wails echoed around the mountain. If any were to hear, they might think a monster bellowed up on that stony knob.

But curiosity led no one to investigate.

And the decades drifted by.

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never seen this fandom, but this was creep! you are amazing, thank you for the wicked fic!

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Gensomaiden Saiyuki - originally a manga based on the Asian tale, Journey to the West. This story is filled with very pretty young men; Goku's mental age is debatable - teenish? - compared to the other characters. And Goku was punished by being sent away from Heaven and placed in that stone cavern. Sanzo, a reincarnation of one of his dearest friends from Heaven, eventually finds and rescues him.

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any, any, the sun also rises (ernest hemingway)

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Magnus is anything but a fairytale dream, there he stands, smiling so sweetly, a bright fondness shimmering in his eyes. Alec grins like a fool in love as his heart speeds up, and he pulls Magnus close, kissing his lips softly. A flash of heat ran through him as gentle hands palmed his cheeks. He can't stop grinning, not even when his lips are smothered with a sweet, kiss. Alec pecks him on the lips in quick kisses, before kissing all over his face and nuzzling his cheek, making the High Warlock giggle like a cheerful little boy.

Magnus was merely gone for an hour, and his boyfriend is trying to climb him like a tree as if he has been gone for a year. He giggles when Alec pouts when he pulls away, the younger man desiring more kisses.

Smirking, he wraps his arms around Alec and tugs him close, breathing a soft sigh of bliss as their lips meet again, this time sweeter and softer. This is something that always makes his chest tight; how over the moon in love his angel is with him, how he misses him so greatly even though they have barely been apart for a while. A fond, beautiful grin, their lips touch tenderly, and Alec is left breathless by the touch of his beloved soul mate. Magnus kissed him, a soft giggle rumbles from his lips.

Alec’s lips are velvety soft against his, sending Magnus’s heart racing. He loves everything about his beloved angel; the way his cheeks color rosy red as he smiles as brightly as a golden sun. That smile leaves him breathless. His heart skips a beat and his tummy feels tingly. “I love you...” Alec whispers, smiling, and Magnus' fond smile becomes a heartwarming grin that makes Alec’s heart skip. Magnus palms his cheek with tenderness and Alec leans in, welcoming Magnus’ kiss on his soft lips.

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I'm only familiar with these characters/fandom in passing, but this is very sweet. I love how Alec hates being away from Mangnus and how completely smitten/in love they both are. Very fluffy and heartwarming.

Great job! Thanks for picking and filling my prompt! :D

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MCU, Pepper Potts+/Tony Stark+Morgan Stark(+Peter Parker), A Fine and Private Place (Peter Beagle)

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On a snowy winter day, giggles and smiles fill their home sweet home.

“Daddy wins! Yippee, Daddy won!” Morgan giggled delightfully as she clapped her little hands and her beautiful eyes sparkled with joy and happiness. She picked up the pretty blue tiara and waddle over to Papa Tony.

She placed the plastic tiara on top her daddy’s head. “There you go!” She said proudly. “Now you’re a pretty, pretty princess!”

Dressed in strings of beads and colorful rings, Tony playfully showcased the tiara. Morgan giggled and her cheery laughter was music to Tony’s ears.

“You look pretty, daddy!” Morgan declared happily.

“Yes he does.” Pepper agreed as she joined her husband and daughter in the living room. She set down the that held two cups of yummy hot chocolate, giving Morgan one cup and Tony the other. Sitting down at the table, they three of them took a sip of their yummy hot chocolate, Morgan sat on Pepper's lap as she snuggled her momma.
“Mom, you wanna play with us?” Morgan asked, her puppy dog eyes pleading with Pepper to join their game of ‘pretty, pretty, princess.’

“Only if Daddy says it’s alright.” Pepper and Morgan both gazed at Tony with their big sad puppy dog eyes, knowing Tony didn’t stand a chance.

“Okay, one more round,” He agreed, and he was looking forward to the fun. Time with his daughter and wife was always the best way to spend a winter afternoon. “Then it’s your nap time, baby girl.”

Morgan wiggled excitedly, doing a happy dance while her daddy and Momma set up the game. This time, she was going to win because she wanted to be a pretty, pretty princess—just like her loving Momma and Papa, the best parents in the whole, wide world!

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