Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Flash, Barry Allen/any villain,
Barry: "Is that a threat or you flirting with me?"

Edited Date: 2017-07-22 10:02 am (UTC)

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Any, Any, And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you."

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Alec’s head spins with worry. When he closes his eyes all he can see is the torment swarming Magus, his agony nearly visible like scars crisscrossing his body in a mass of weeping scores and blistering burns. He doesn’t comprehend what is hurting his beloved, yet he’s certain his soul mate is hurting, tragically.

He can see the sorrow in Magnus’ face, in his furrowed brows, in those radiant eyes that of late have lost their gleaming twinkle. Alec has missed that stunning grin that makes his heart flutter; he cannot recall the last time Magnus smiled sweetly. Times between them have been dark as Magnus has been forced to endure the memories that haunt him. Once upon a time, his soul mate flashed the biggest, bright smile at him that took his breath away. Now, the smile is a façade to hide the hurt.

On this morning, the golden sunlight fills the space between them until it’s hushed away as Magus strolls near, the smile on his face growing upon seeing his beautiful angel standing there. They stand so close Magnus can feel Alec’s breath become even more ragged as his heart skips rapidly in his chest, thumping like a war drum against his ribcage. He smiles, yet his eyes are keeping a secret of his past from Alec, yet he is given a soft kiss on the lips and promised that everything is alright. Alec is sure the darkness prowls underneath Magnus’ put on joy, but he says no more of it…until that night when the walls come tumbling down and Magnus opens his heart, he has felt the sorrow flutter in his heart for far too long.

It wrapped around his ribcage in a tight grasp, suffocating him while closing his eyes against the pain ripping through his heart. Magnus never wanted Alec to see that ugly, terrible side of him and after confessing his darkest secrets, he is sure the angel will fly away from his side. Yet the love between them is powerful, more powerful than even him. Alec promises “There is nothing ugly about you,” and Magnus feels his heart nearly burst through his ribcage.

Magnus’ hands tremble and he flexes them against his thighs to still them, head bent low. His angel hugs him, wrapping him in his arms to embrace him tenderly. Alec’s devoted love was enough to make Magnus’ heartbeat quicken. He lays his head on Alec’s shoulder, smiling gently, and feeling closer to heaven then he had in a very long time.

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I love this in ways I didn't know was possible.
But at the same time there's this tiny little voice saying, "should have said no shadowhunters" at the back of my mind. My fragile heart can't take much more of them ;_;♥

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Flash, Barry Allen/Leonard Snart/Mick Rory,
Person C: So what ride do you want to ride?
Person B: I want to ride that. *points at person A*
Person A: *eating a corndog and chokes*

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Hannibal, Will Graham/+any, clever as the devil and twice as pretty

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Any, Any,
Person A: Vampires are cold and dead. Werewolves, on the other hand, you can cuddle with.
Person B: *snuggles against person A* See how easy this is?

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(A/N: Hope it's okay that a vampire is the one getting cuddled in this, and that there are no werewolves in sight.)

Angel frowned at the television screen as the vampire was shown opening a coffin in his creepy underground lair before going to bed. “Jeeze, how many inaccuracies can one movie have?” Angel grumbled.

Wesley adjusted his glasses. “Well, this doesn’t appear to be a documentary. I believe it’s a romantic drama, though I’m not sure how it’s supposed to be romantic, exactly.”

Gunn shoveled another handful of popcorn into his mouth. “I guess that makes it more of a comedy then. We wouldn’t be watching this if we couldn’t laugh at how dumb it is.”

It was true. The Angel Investigations team had recently closed a very complex case that had taken months to solve, and now they wanted to kick back with some television. But it was the middle of summer, so they had been unable to find anything they actually wanted to watch. Eventually, Cordelia found a cheesy supernatural teen romance movie and declared that they would watch it and poke fun at how ridiculous it was. Everyone else gave in because they were extremely bored and starved for entertainment.

So far, the film in question had proven to be just as mockable as Cordy had predicted. The movie took every cliché from its genre, tossed it in a blender, and added an extra helping of melodrama to create something so bad it almost circled around to being good again.

The film transitioned to a scene where the vampire and his werewolf rival were engaged in a tense argument over— what else— a girl. Lorne shook his head as he watched the scene.

“I don’t get it,” Lorne said. “Why do these films always have a werewolf versus vampire rivalry? It’s not like that’s a real thing.”

Angel shrugged. “Beats me.”

“And it’s always a vampire and a werewolf in a love triangle with some human girl,” Cordelia added. She smirked and nudged Angel’s side. “Angel, it would have been like you and Oz fighting over Buffy back in Sunnydale. Could you imagine?”

Angel felt his lips quirking into an involuntary smile. Cordy always got him to do that. “That would have been pretty weird.” The idea of Buffy and Oz was strangely amusing.

“I don’t even know why there’s a love triangle in this movie at all,” Fred said. “It’s so obvious that she should go for the werewolf guy.”

An awkward silence followed, and Fred turned her head to shoot Angel an apologetic smile. “Sorry, nothing against vampires.”

“It’s all right, Fred,” Angel told her. He wasn’t offended, merely confused that Fred had become invested enough in the silly movie to have an opinion about who the female character should end up with.

“It’s just about the characters in this movie.” Fred turned back to the screen with a sigh. “Sure, Stefan acts all mysterious and makes Laura swoon with all his talk of soulmates and love at first sight, but he hardly knows her. Billy is her best friend, and he would do anything for her.” She sighed again, sounding about as ready to “swoon” as Lauren had over her vampire paramour. “The idea of two best friends falling in love slowly over the years, eventually realizing that they were perfect for each other all along… I couldn’t imagine anything more romantic.”

Angel fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling like someone had just shined a big, bright spotlight on him. And weirdly enough, he had to remind himself to not stare at Cordelia. His mind was starting to travel down a dangerous but unfortunately all too familiar road, so Angel decided to change the subject.

“I think Fred has a point,” Angel said.

Wesley turned to Angel and raised a very suspicious eyebrow. “About best friends falling in love?”

Angel laughed a little too loudly, afraid that Wesley had been reading him too closely. “No, I meant the vampire versus werewolf thing. If a person is torn between a vampire and a werewolf, they should go with the werewolf. It’s a lot safer. A werewolf is a normal person who only turns into a monster one day a mouth, and a vampire is…" A monster every day. Cordelia deserves better than a monster. Angel wanted to bang his head against a wall. So much for not thinking about Cordelia.

Edited Date: 2018-04-05 01:05 pm (UTC)

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Cordy shrugged, and Angel tried to ignore the way her shoulder brushing briefly against his felt like an electric shock racing up and down his entire arm. Tried and failed. “I don’t know,” she said. “Stefan isn’t like most vampires. He isn’t going around killing everybody, and I don’t think he even drinks human blood. He seems pretty harmless to me.”

Harmless, really? Angel frowned at the screen. Okay, so Stefan didn’t act like a real soulless vampire. In fact, the movie didn’t even bring up the status of his soul, so he probably had a permanent soul and wouldn’t need to worry about a loophole in a gypsy curse whenever he started to feel too happy with his girlfriend. Lucky bastard.

“Even so, I think a human could have a more normal relationship with a werewolf than a vampire,” Angel argued. Cordy would probably want to be with a normal guy. Or maybe that Groosalugg from Pylea. God, I hate that guy. Angel forced himself not to growl at the memory of the Groosalugg, but his scowl remained as the scene transitioned to show Billy hugging Laura. “Vampires are cold and dead. At least if Laura picked Billy, she could cuddle with him.”

Gunn choked on his popcorn until Wesley patted his back several times. Once his throat was cleared, he couldn’t stop laughing. “Angel, man, are you trying to kill me? Did you seriously just bring up cuddling?”

The others laughed, and Angel pouted with embarrassment. “Cuddling is important in a relationship,” Angel muttered, which only provoked more laughter from his friends.

Cordy laughed so hard that her tears were leaking from her eyes. She paused to catch her breath and rolled her eyes fondly at Angel. “God, you’re such a dork, Angel.” She frowned thoughtfully. “But now that I think about it, I don’t see why you couldn’t cuddle a vampire. Well, the non-homicidal kind, anyway.”

Angel squinted at her in disbelief. Sometimes, he just couldn’t understand her. “Remember what I said about the cold part? The dead part?”

She looked unconvinced. “So? It wouldn’t be like snuggling up next to a decaying corpse or hugging Frosty the Snowman. I don’t see what the big deal is.”

Of course she wouldn’t. Cordy had never shown any aversion to hugging Angel, but hugging was very different than cuddling. Cuddling was more intimate than hugging, and it wasn’t something Angel and Cordelia had ever done. Hugs didn’t last as long as cuddling did, though theirs did tend to linger (mostly because Angel always felt reluctant to let her go).

As all of those thoughts silently ran through his mind, Cordelia’s expression gradually grew more and more annoyed. “All right, that’s it. Angel, give me your arm.”

“Huh?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Do I look like I’m asking?”

She didn’t, and Angel knew from experience just how bad an idea it would be to argue with Cordelia when she was giving him that look. Instead, he let Cordy lift his arm and drape it over her shoulders, gulping in shock when she wiggled for a few seconds until she was nestled firmly against his side.

Angel could hear the faint sound of Fred giggling in the background, but he couldn’t focus on it, not when he felt the heat of Cordelia’s body pressed against him. She settled her head against his shoulder and shot him a bright smile that would have given Angel a heart attack if he had been human.

“See how easy this is?” she asked, sounding smug and victorious.

“Yeah,” Angel replied. “Easy.” It felt a little too easy, a little too comfortable, a little too right for Angel to hold Cordelia like this. He tightened his arm slightly around his shoulders, relieved when Cordy didn’t bolt and simply let him hold her closer as if they cuddled every day.

“I’m glad you see my point, then.” She turned her attention back to the movie, and Angel thought that would be the end of it. He thought that after a few minutes, she would pull away and stop snuggling him.

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But the movie continued for another hour and she didn’t move an inch. She made sarcastic comments about the plot line, snorted at scenes that were supposed to be serious, and started to yawn with boredom as the movie drew to its conclusion. But she only moved to stand up once the movie was over along with everyone else. It was getting late, and everyone was planning to either go home or upstairs to sleep.

After retrieving her purse, Cordy returned to Angel’s side to give him a quick hug. “Did I help ease your self-loathing even a little tonight?”

Angel grinned. “Maybe just a little.” He didn’t think Cordy felt the same way he did, but she didn’t seem creeped out at the idea of cuddling him even though he was a vampire. She cared about him, and her steadfast friendship warmed Angel’s heart.

She pulled away. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Angel nodded. “See you.”

He started to walk up the stairs, until Cordy’s voice stopped him. “You know, I think Fred was right about one thing.”

Angel turned around to see Cordy standing in the doorway of the Hyperion. “What’s that?”

Cordy twisted her purse strap in her hand, almost as if she was anxious about something. And it looked like she was blushing, but Angel attributed it to a trick of the light.

“I think she might have been right about best friends falling in love.” Cordy smiled, and it lit up her entire face. “She made it sound like a really good story, didn’t she?”

Angel couldn’t help smiling back. “She did.”

“Good night, Angel.”

Angel cleared his throat. “Good night, Cordy.”

Cordy left the hotel, and Angel leaned back against the banister, tilting his beaming smile to the ceiling. “I can’t believe she actually said that,” he whispered, as if saying it any louder would make a Higher Power descend from the heavens to inform Angel that he had imagined that entire conversation.

But none did, and Angel whistled to himself as he walked upstairs to his room. After all, Fred had made the idea of two best friends falling in love sound like the most appealing thing in the world. And for the first time, Angel felt a glimmer of hope at the possibility that someday soon that story could happen for him.

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More than okay! Angel needs some serious cuddle time, at least twice a day.
Thanks for this, i really love it!

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I'm sure Cordelia would agree with that, lol. I'm glad you enjoyed the story!

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wrong-song.livejournal.com

any fandom with vampires, any vampire/any hunter, fight sex

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Any, any/any, I wanna run through your wicked garden/Heard that's the place to find ya (Stone Temple Pilots, wicked garden)

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any, any, recovery starts with a morning of hope, an afternoon of tears, and a night of reminders that say, “i will try again
in the morning.” recovery has to start somewhere // Hannah B.

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jdl71.livejournal.com

Magnus looked at his lover still asleep in his bed. He looked so peaceful in sleep. All signs of pain erased from his features. Sighing he left the bedroom, needing his coffee. Quietly, he made his way to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. He grabbed two coffee cups from the cabinet and placed them on the counter. He'd see if Alec wanted coffee when he woke. It was better to let the man sleep and heal. As soon as the coffee was done brewing, he made his way to the terrace. Sitting, he felt the sun on his face. While he was happy that Alec was here, with him, he hated that he was hurt.

Movement from behind him caused him to turn around. He saw Alec standing just inside the door, coffee in hand. He was still pale. Pain etched into his features, making his blue eyes look tight and dull. He was still unable to fully extend his right wing or call it back into his body. The recovery from last week's fight with the three demons taking longer than expected in healing. Not being able to sleep comfortably had taken its toll on him. But, it was good to finally see Alec up and out of bed. They both knew his wing was far from healed. The feathers that had been burned away just starting to show the prospect of healing and filling in. The healing oil Magnus had rubbed into Alec's wing and over the singed feathers had helped. He applied the oil at night, giving it time to works its way into Alec's wing. The bandage wrapped around the tender wing made Alec look lopsided and caused him discomfort. But, it was necessary.

He reached out to Alec, drawing him in to him. He wanted so badly to run his fingers over Alec's skin. To soothe him. He reached up, cupping his face and bringing him in for a kiss. He heard Alec sigh happily. This was all he was able to give his lover at the moment and he was happy to give it. Magnus found it hard not being able to hold Alec in his arms. He missed the man's body, the feel of his warm skin against his own. The act of an embrace causing him pain. That was the last thing he wanted to do. He craved the feeling of Alec's wings against his skin, but wouldn't ask. It wasn't fair to be that selfish. He knew Alec would indulge him, despite the pain it would cause. He would do it, just to make Magnus happy.

"How are you feeling?" Concern showing in his dark eyes. Alec sat across from him. "Sore, but better than before. My wing hurts, but not as bad a before. Thank you for everything you've done for me." Alec slightly blushed, not meeting Magnus' eyes. Alec was always the strong, silent one. Some might call it brooding. He wasn't, just taking everything in. He wasn't used to being taken care of by another. Especially not by his lover. Normally It would have made him feel weak.

Magnus reached over, lacing his fingers with Alec's. "There's no reason to thank me. I'm just happy to see you up." In the week since his injury, Alec had mainly stayed in bed. The pain from movement to intense to bare. He would lay on his stomach or his left side, pillows propping up his wing to take away the pressure. "It looks like your wing is starting to show signs of recovery."

The words triggered a memory. He couldn't remember who said the words, but he still recalled them years later. Quietly he recited the words to Alec. "Recovery starts with a morning of hope, an afternoon of tears and a night of reminders that say, "I will try again in the morning." Recovery has to start somewhere." The words settled over Alec and he shook his head.

"I know this will take some time. I'm not used to relying on someone taking care of me." Alec stopped, lost in his own thoughts.

Magnus squeezed his hand bringing him back to the present. "Today is a morning of hope."

Alec looked at Magnus, a small smile appearing on his lips. He returned the squeeze, enjoying the comfort and love offered the him.

Edited Date: 2017-07-23 05:10 am (UTC)

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Oh sweetheart! This is beautiful! As someone that suffers with depression, this quote means alot to me and your take on it was very lovely!!!! True love is the perfect cure, and this made my heart all warm and fuzzy!! Thank you!!

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jdl71.livejournal.com

You're very welcome. I'm glad you liked it. Depression is a very tough medical issue to deal with. Keep fighting. If you ever just need a friend to vent to, I'm here.

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Stargate SG-1/Stargate Atlantis, Cameron Mitchell/John Sheppard, "I was... Nowhere near the neighborhood. Thought I'd drop by."

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Any, any, when the feathers scattered around are yours and it isn't a good thing...

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Oh, poor boy. :(

Thank you for the fill.

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Stargate SG-1/Stargate Atlantis, Cameron Mitchell/John Sheppard,

And somewhere in the conversation
An ole familiar invitation always arrives
I may hate myself in the morning
But I'm gonna love you tonight

Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want
Even though we just can't make it work out
Well the want to lingers on
So once again we wind up in each other's arms pretending that it's right
Lee Ann Womack, "I May Hate Myself In the Morning"

Edited Date: 2017-07-22 04:19 pm (UTC)

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer/The Walking Dead, Buffy Summers, army of one.

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wrong-song.livejournal.com

Noragami, Yato + Yukine, Yato uses Yukine for a job the kid really doesn't want to do, and gets stung for it (or is surprised not to get stung for it)

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Any, Any,
"Female dragonflies often fake their own deaths to avoid having sex."
"And this is relevant how?"

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drabblewriter.livejournal.com

Descendants, Mal & Evie, going shopping together

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, sacrifices made for happiness

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aivix.livejournal.com

...NASA muses perked right up at this.

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Oh, good! You found it! ::grins::

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay,

When people keep repeating
That you'll never fall in love
When everybody keeps retreating
But you can't seem to get enough
Let my love open the door
(Pete Townshend)

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Any Sentinel Fusion, any m/m, protecting the tribe during the apocalypse

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SGA, Ronon/John, rolling around on the ground

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MCU or Agents of SHIELD, any male/male (prefer at least one of the males is Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Mack, or Fitz), falling into bed

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AWWWWW

oh my GOODNESS that was so SWEET and lovely and adorable and I love it so much! THank you!!

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The Flash or Arrowverse, any male/male, that wasn't funny at all

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The Flash or Arrowverse, any male/male, dark desire

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MCU or Agents of SHIELD, any male/male (prefer at least one of the males is Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Mack, or Fitz), flower

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