Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Tortall, Kel + any, "So what are you cooking for dinner?" "I don't cook." "But... you're a woman?" "I'm a knight."

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Any sci-fi, any humans + any aliens, any alien is baffled by a human's sexist attitude

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Brooklyn Nine-Nine, ensemble, Star Trek AU

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Dragon Age, anypair, snuggling

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Dorian was surprised when he felt Bull's arm wrap around his waist, pulling the mage so his back was against his chest. "What are you doing?"

They had been sleeping together for a few weeks now, but touching each other like this after sex had not been a thing. Usually, they just rolled over and went to sleep, or one of them would dress and just leave, but there was never any touching.

"Holding you," Bull replied, removing his arm. "Would you prefer I did not?"

Dorian turned so he was facing the other man. The moonlight streamed in through the open curtains, softly illuminating Bull's face. He smiled and pushed Bull onto his back and leaned over him, pressing a kiss to his lips. "It just surprised me, that's all." He laid his head on the Bull's chest and closed his eyes, listening to the rapid beating of the other man's heart. After a moment, he felt Bull's arms wrap around him once more, holding him tight.

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Lovely, thank you!

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Tortall, any, learning something completely new

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Stargate Multiverse, Any,

So though we are in danger
We never despair
'Cause we know that where there's danger
He is there!
He is there! On the land! On the sea! In the air!

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay,

I was in a daze, movin in the wrong direction
Feelin that I'd always be the lonely one
Then I saw your face, on the edge of my horizon
Whisperin that I wasn't the only one
The lonely one
(Bonnie Raitt)

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Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, taking a class together and getting competitive

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Marvel Cinematic Universe, ensemble, children's TV show AU

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Any, Any, “Will you stop worrying. Have I ever hurt you? I will never hurt you, I can't hurt you. We've got the same blood. We're not two people, we are one person! Would I hurt me?”

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Sam sits up slowly and leans into Dean’s embrace, reached his fingers out to curl around the golden amulet hanging from his brother’s neck. He blinks away the flashing black spots dancing in his gaze, slowly watching them fade while attempting to steady his rough breathing.

For a moment he is disoriented. He’s not sure where he. What’s going on? Every bone in his body aches. The floor is hard and cold underneath him and everything around him is hazy. His mind spins. He let out a little gasp when a shock of pain trembled through him. He comes to his senses slowly as the ringing in his ears fades.

With his fingers still clasped in Dean’s amulet, Sam placed his other hand over his brother’s heart; the quick thumping is soothing. He sways a bit, even sitting his center of balance is off, but Dean wraps his arms around Sam’s shoulders and holds him close, grounding him. Sam leans in closer, tucked to his brother’s chest with his head resting on him; he could feel Dean’s heart beating against his cheek.

The church bells in Sam’s ears are fading out yet the scent of sulfur is ripe; the demon has been sent back to Hell and the hunt was complete. Still, the room lingers with the aroma of death and blood, the stench is foul. Sam’s stomach churns sickly.

Dean brushes Sam’s hair out of his face and palms his cheeks while checking him over for injuries; Sam is not hurt except for taking a knock to the head when the demon sent him flying into the wall. His head hurts like a son of a bitch, but it is certainly not the worst injury he has sustained while hunting.

“’m okay, Dean,” Sam assures. He pats Dean’s chest, exhaling sharply as the adrenaline burns in his veins. He’d been through much worse, so has Dean, therefore there is no reason for all the worry. But Dean is the protective big brother and he doesn’t stop his hands from roaming over Sam in search of injuries. He needs to know for certain that Sam is alive and safe.

Sam is banged up, but well. Another hunt, another monster tossed back to Hell, and the aftermath is always the same; it is almost a ritual of Dean’s. His big brother latches onto him as his eyes scan for injury’s, touching his arms to feel flesh and bone as if to assure his mind and heart that Sam is really with him, and had not been killed and once again taken away from him.

When Dean finds no threat that Sam is gravely hurt he hauls him up with strength, rising to their feet and tugging Sam’s arm over his shoulder and together they stubbles out of the warehouse and fall into the Impala, beat up and bloody, but safe and together.

Dean takes the first shower once they have returned to the motel, only after asking if Sam wants dibs. Sam’s head is throbbing, and he just wants to slide under the blankets and sleep, therefore he gives up the shower to his brother, kicking off his shoes and jacket before tumbling down onto the soft bed.

He doesn’t realize he has fallen asleep until Dean climbs in next to him, dressed in a pair of boxers and one of Sam’s big, oversized cotton hoodies. Sam smiles and tugs Dean closer by the hem of his, or rather Sam’s, hoodie; just having his brother close to him takes the throb in his head away.

Snuggling close, Sam falls asleep with his head on his brother’s chest, holding his brother close to him as he sleeps peacefully, safe in his big brothers embrace.

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This is very touching. I like that Dean doesn't make a move to leave until he's assured himself that Sam is okay, and that Sam can't sleep until Dean is close.

Thank you very much!

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Any, any/any, what is the color of love?

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Adam was fascinated by all the different colors the world came in. The studio was red, there was no escaping that. The stage was an electric white. The beach was gold. Home was a gentle silver. Being on the road was a deep purple. The world was an endless palette to be inspired by and draw happiness from.

And it wasn't just places that had their colors, people had them as well. Some were a comfortable and muted green, he liked those people. Others were a dark and threatening orange, the kind to stay away from lest you be wrapped up in danger. In a town like this, there were often people who gave off a gold that glittered brighter than the sun; those were fun to keep around. But there were just as many who gave off a bright and flashing pink, damn near fuchsia, the kind that hurt your eyes if you looked at it too long and didn't seem real enough to belong in nature. They'd flit in and out of Adam's life, unavoidable, leaving him wondering who there really was to trust.

But his absolute favorite color for a person was blue. And not just any old blue, it was bright as crystals yet deep as the sky, a blue so calming and warming. It was a blue so intense it could make Adam forget everything else when he gazed in, but a blue also so gentle he was wrapped in comfort by its mere presence and could smile. He trusted the blue, knew it was genuine. The flashes of that disturbing pink would come and go, but this blue was constant and truthful and loving. He could gaze into this blue any time he wished and know it was the color where he truly belonged.

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How wonderful!!! Omg, that was so lovely!!! Thank you!!

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This is just gorgeous!

Lovely fill. :)

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Any, any secret relationship, ‘I wish, oh how I wish, you would kiss me under the stars; how I wish you would love me and not flee; how I wish you would kiss me for all the world to see.’

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Prison break, Michael & Lincoln, brother let me be your shelter

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tigriswolf

When they were small, before everything went wrong, Michael used to curl up beside Lincoln in Lincoln's bed because he didn't have bad dreams when he was near Linc; now, on this run across the country, trying to escape and clear his name at the same time, Lincoln can't asleep unless Michael is within reach because Michael is the only sure thing in this nightmare they're living.

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Thank you so much!!!! I have missed my beautiful brothers, you are an angel!!!! Thank you, darling!!

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tigriswolf

Glad you like! I just finished season 2.

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Any, any/any, suffocate in my kiss

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Fantastic Four (movies), Ben Grimm/Johnny Storm and/or Alicia Masters, touch starved

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The Following, Jacob Wells/Paul Torres, drunk sex

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Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, "Pretty sure I'd be dead already if you hadn't found me."

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White Collar, Neal Caffrey/Peter Burke/El Burke, Neal is a house husband

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Young Avengers, Kate Bishop/Tommy Shepherd + any, (920): But I did discover that he's totally okay with going down on me while I eat taco bell so that's a plus, right?

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vanillafluffy.livejournal.com

I know *nothing* about these characters, but the prompt reminds me of a bumper sticker I saw ages ago that said, "If pussy isn't meant to be eaten, then why is it shaped like a taco?"

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mancalledtrue.livejournal.com

any with nonhuman characters, any, Turns out nonhumans can be total dicks, who knew?

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my tec support (from livejournal.com)

ny sci-fi, any humans + any aliens, any alien is baffled by a human's sexist attitude

www.tecradar.in

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Any, any,

The 22nd of loneliness and we've been through so many things
I love my man with all honesty, but I know he's cheating on me
I look him in his eyes but all he tells me is lies to keep me near
I'll never leave him down
Though I might mess around
It's only cause I need some affection
"Creep", TLC.

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard,

What a shame, you shoot and aim for someone else's brain
You claim the insane
And name this day in time
For falling prey to crime
I say the system's got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations in hopes of coming true
Believe in yourself, the rest is up to me and you
"Waterfalls", TLC.

Edited Date: 2017-03-18 08:45 pm (UTC)

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Any, any, seeking shelter from a rainstorm.

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