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Originally posted by singingwitch87

Here’s a drabble for the prompt ‘initiative’ from @absedarian’s Berena January prompt list!

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“I… Really like her.”

“Well, what are you going to do about it, mum?” Elinor asks, already bored by the discussion of her mother’s non-existent love life.

“Sorry? I - no, I won’t do anything, I don’t even know whether she likes me back!”

“Well, she’s not some guy who’s going to throw himself at you, women expect the dude to ask them out so you’re just going to have to take the initiative or you’re stuck in a sad lesbian standoff.”

“…I’m not sure whether to be grateful for your advice or sad about the state of feminism, daughter mine!”

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My Berena tag list, lmk if you want on/off it: @nachdenklich-tj @akaanonymouth @madam-wakefield @starfleetwitch @riverkingston1 @shippingsincebeforeyouwereborn @echoesofdbc

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For the @comfy-vember prompt ‘washing dishes together’, and @fandomwithbenefits Spoiled For Choice 'anticipating their moves’, here’s a double-drabble about Poirot and the Hastings from the Agatha Christie’s Poirot TV series, inspired by episode 1.04 'The ABC Murders’.

200 words, rated G, no warnings apply. Can be seen as a close friendship, slash or anything in-between. Cross-posted to Ao3!

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It’s any regular day in in flat 203 at 56b in Whitehaven Mansions, home to monsieur Hercule Poirot and more often than not to his long time friend and companion, one Captain Arthur Hastings.

The two men in question are standing by the kitchen sink, washing and drying dishes in a most well-practiced teamwork, Hastings washing the dishes as he does not mind the task and Poirot would prefer not to get his hands uncomfortably wet and dirty, and Poirot drying them, always using the task as an opportunity to check whether Hastings has cleaned them in accordance to his exacting standards - something that isn’t always the case, especially when Hastings gets side-tracked by their conversation.

Poirot never really minds, just hands the plate or saucer or teacup back to him, enjoying their talks too much to wish for Hastings to solely focus on the task at hand.

Neither does Hastings mind the wordless correction - he knows how particular Poirot is in, well, all things really, he understands that it is not personal. And truly, what is so bad about cleaning a plate a second or even third time, if it is done with the person whose company he enjoys most in the world by his side?

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You can find more Poirot by me on tumblr & Ao3!

My Poirot tag list: @legallyagraverobber @septemberbells, lmk if someone wants on or off the list! I also have tag lists in many of my other fandoms, if you want to get tagged for another fandom just tell me which one(s)!

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For @purlturtle, a Warehouse 13 drabble to the @thedrabblecollective November prompt ‘flannel’!

Cross-posted to Ao3, rated G, no warnings apply

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“Well. You certainly look. Um.”

“Glitter, rainbows and flannel, the perfect lesbian outfit! And don’t say that this is another case of television getting it wrong – I looked up pictures from past pride events.”

“I didn’t say you got it wrong!” Myka can feel her cheeks heat, and knows it’s only a matter of time until Helena notices –

“Ohh. You like this look then, darling, is that it?” Looking quite smug, Helena stalks towards her.

…Myka can’t deny that she enjoys the feeling of flannel against her skin – though not as much as that of Helena’s lips pressed against hers.

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My W13 tag list, lmk if you want on/off it: @lavendelhummel @jesstrel @viharistenno @lesbianlovelife @tryingthisfangirlthing @tunsun44 @wibblywobblyida @wellvak @charliedesantiago

More W13 on tumblr | Ao3 • all November fics

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Originally posted by mimi-benton

A drabble written for ‘helping them dress’ from @fandomwithbenefits Spoiled For Choice prompt list, because @kayjaylc had prompted Berena + Recovery :)

Cross-posted to Ao3!

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Careful hands help slide her arms through the sleeves of her button-up, a gentle touch on her neck brushes her hair out from under the collar. Bernie might have hated it with anyone else helping her, seeing her this weak and dependent, but it’s Serena who is helping her up and waiting for her to catch her balance before she leads her over to the armchair without comment, who picks out clothes that will be easier to change into than skinny jeans and t-shirts but still let her keep some of her dignity… It’s Serena, and that makes all of it bearable.

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My Holby tag list, lmk if you want on/off it: @echoesofdbc @akaanonymouth @madam-wakefield @starfleetwitch @riverkingston1 @nachdenklich-tj @shippingsincebeforeyouwereborn

You can find more of my Berena fics on tumblr & Ao3!

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Originally posted by bobbseynumber3

For @thepromptfoundry’s Trope Fl!p Fest prompt 29: ‘fraught farewell’, here’s a letter Andy writes to Miranda after the canon fraught ending to their (working) relationship, as prompted by @nachdenklich-tj!

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Dear Miranda,

I hope you decide to read this, though I can understand why you might just burn this letter as soon as you see my name on the envelope.

I had to go back to what I really want to do in life, to be a journalist. I’m just not at home in the fashion world.

While I had to leave Runway, I regret how it happened - and that I never got to talk to you about my reasons for it.

I needed to find my own way… But I do regret that it led me away from you.

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Written for my November daily writing challenge and for the prompts 28 from @thedrabblecollective which was ‘family’ as well as @thepromptfoundry which was 'the faintest family resemblance’! It’s a Holby City double drabble everyone lives (& gets to know each other earlier) fluff AU about Charlotte Dunn and Elinor Campbell, who’s invited to a holiday party on her father’s side of the family…

Cross-posted to Ao3, rated G, no warnings apply

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“You want me to what?”

“Oh please, Charlie! I’ll be the only one my age there, unless we’re counting my newest stepmom and I’d really rather not.”

“But you can’t just bring a random friend to your dad’s family thing!”

“Why not? Everybody else brings plus ones.”

“So you want us to pretend that we’re dating?”

“Ew, no! No, we’ll say you’re family too. Not that it’s much of a lie, at least once our mums finally get their heads out of their asses…?”

“Firstly, urgh did not need that metal image. Secondly, how the hell are you going to pretend that I’m family - to your family? They’ll obviously know it’s a lie!”

“Eh, there are so many cousins, and adopted and by marriage cousins, no one keeps track. We’ll just say you’re another one. It’s not like everyone’s there every meetup, I mean there are a couple who are close-ish in age and most of them aren’t going this time, I asked them in the cousin groupchat whether anyone’s going, that’s why I need you there in the first place! Oh, we can totally add you to the groupchat, they’re not going to rat us out.”

“Well, if you say so…”

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My Holby tag list, lmk if you want on/off it (or if you only want to get tagged for Berena stuff): @echoesofdbc @akaanonymouth @madam-wakefield @starfleetwitch @riverkingston1 @shippingsincebeforeyouwereborn

Inspo (on Instagram), header colours by thepromptfoundry with audiowide font text added by me in android sketch app

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Originally posted by semisweetshadow

A double drabble for @thedrabblecollective day 27 ‘rustling’ and @comfy-vember prompt 'forehead touch’, which of course just had to be a Mando <3

Cross-posted to Ao3

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Din sighs and leans the back of his head heavily against the wall, closing his eyes for a moment now that they’re in hyperspace. It has been a good week, bounty-wise – he won’t have to worry about feeding the kid with expired rations or questionable amphibians for a while – but now he is utterly exhausted.

“Buu?” There’s a rustling sound from underneath the console. Din hadn’t even realized that Grogu had crawled in there.

“Whatcha want, buddy?”

Grogu lifts up his arms for uppies, and as soon as Din has moved far enough away from the console for Grogu to fit, he launches himself up onto Din’s lap. “Patuu!”

“Hm? Grogu?”

Grogu’s pudgy hand reaches up and pats Din’s cheek, big dark eyes looking at him with a worried expression.

“I’m alright, kid, just tired. You don’t have to comfort me.”

Grogu makes a sound Din files somewhere between indignation and disbelief, and before he can keep reassuring the kid that he is fine, really, Grogu whacks his head against Din’s chest.

“Wha- oh.” Obligingly, Din bends down so Grogu can - more gently now - lean his forehead against Din’s helmet.

“Patuub.”

“Yeah, buddy. I’m glad you’re here, too.”

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My Star Wars tag list: @toboldlynerd @toomuchactionforme @the-willow-that-weeps @zephyrstillwrites @cawcawcackle @sendmebacktonowhere, let me know if anyone wants on or off the list!

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Originally posted by missfisherandjack

A drabble poem for the @thedrabblecollective prompt ‘windshield’ and @polyshipweek prompt 'snow’ :) and I am never writing an AABB rhyme scheme drabble poem ever again I am in hell of my own making

Cross-posted to Ao3, G, no warnings apply

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Cold wind in Phryne’s hair,

Tousling it and her headwear

Silver chains and black fringe

Lace with a reddish tinge…


It had been a present

from Elizabeth, last year’s advent

She adores wearing it now

Makes her feel loved somehow.


Snowflakes gather on the windshield

As she drives past a field

On her way to Mac

Who’s waiting with Jack


Robinson, Phryne’s partner in crime

And romance now for some time

All three going skiing

In the snow she is seeing,


The weather’s perfect for it

A truly wonderful fit

Lovers out in the snow

Enjoying the world’s white glow.

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Originally posted by missfisherandjack

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Originally posted by wehatetearsinheaven

For the day 24 prompts from @thedrabblecollective ‘school’ and @comfy-vember 'beach day’, here’s a little twilight SIOC drabble xD @toboldlynerd it’s entirely your fault that I’m thinking about twilight because you made me listen to that Unbitten podcast xD so this is dedicated to you <3 also on Ao3

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Back in highschool (an American high school?!), boys being annoying, strange pale people in the corner…

Oh god I’m stuck in twilight, aren’t I.

Teenage me might have been thrilled, but I’d like to nope out of this situation now.

“So, are you coming to the beach or what?” No idea who just asked this, but sure, let’s have a beach day in - is it even a summer month? Feels like it’s barely spring. Are those kids insane?

Still, it’ll be better for me to be around the wolves than the vampires I figure, less likely to get me eaten!

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For @thedrabblecollective’s November challenge day 23, a Warehouse 13 double drabble, could be set in an AU or just a bit of a happier canon-divergence with Christina Wells, for @wibblywobblyida :)

Cross-posted to Ao3, rated G, no warnings. Image source

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“And I am going as a witch for Halloween!” Christina shouts, the door slamming behind her.

Myka looks up from her book, sees Helena throw her hands up in frustration, then sigh.

“What’s going on?”

“Oh, nothing much, my dearest daughter has once again decided she hates me and everything I stand for,” Helena replies quite drily, so Myka is sure whatever this is about can’t be all that serious.

“Oh?”

“I merely suggested that she might want to wear a more inspired outfit for the event at her school, especially if she is interested in winning the costume contest - but it turns out she is more interested in fitting in than in standing out, no matter how favourably!”

Amused, Myka puts her book away and goes to give Helena a hug. “Are you mad she isn’t going as HG Wells?”

“As my brother, with a fake moustache you mean? Perish the thought!”

Laughing, Myka pecks Helena on the lips. “Well, what were your suggestions?”

“Not any good, according to my own flesh and blood,” Helena pouts. “…Well, I suppose we better go shopping for a witches’ hat before every other school girl buys the stores out of stock!”

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Helena could, of course, make Christina a much better witch costume than the plastic found in a Spirit Halloween, but if the kid wants to fit in with her friends by looking exactly like them, that’s what she gets! It’s tough enough being in middle school, after all…

My W13 tag list, lmk if you want on/off it: @lavendelhummel @jesstrel @viharistenno @lesbianlovelife @tryingthisfangirlthing @tunsun44 @wibblywobblyida @wellvak @charliedesantiago

More Christina Wells | more W13 on tumblr & Ao3

lilolilyr:

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Originally posted by aenslem

For the @polyshipweek prompts ‘aro/ace’ and 'meet the family’ as well as @thedrabblecollective’s day 22 prompt 'table’, here’s a McSpirk quintuple drabble for @septemberbells! The summary is also exactly 100 words so a drabble in its own right btw :D

All Cards On The Table

500 words, rated T, no warnings, POV Kirk

ft. aromantic Bones & ace spectrum Spock

Summary: How, Jim wonders as he sits across from Sarek and Amanda, just how does one phrase a situation like “the two of us are hooking up, but also I’m very much in love with him (the other him, aka Spock, your son) as well, and he’s in love with us both but we’re not sleeping together as often as I’m sleeping with him - the first him, Bones, who’s not in love with either of us by the way but is still definitely a part of this thruple and loves us in his own way” in a way that’s parent appropriate?

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I don’t have a McSpirk tag list yet, so I’m tagging my general star trek one - if you don’t want to get tagged for this ship, or you’re not on the list yet and want on it, do let me know!

@startrekgeorgiouery @toboldlynerd @badasspantiestalker @accio-baqat @spockblanket @geek-goth-gay @mlmcaptainpike @toobadforyourteeth @my-gaydar-is-on-point @yaminoendo @grapeyoda @wapwani @badwolfkaily @bookerandy @racethewind10 @toomuchactionforme @onaperduamedee @verbumproxen @justanalto @blahaj-blazt @sad-tunes @forestcircle @die-schwanenkoenigin @dianessunflower @silvergoldsea

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Originally posted by tears-of-telperion

For @thepromptfoundry’s Trope Fl!p Fest day 20, ‘highly specific memories’, another drabble about Legolas and Gimli, this one’s post-canon - can be seen as a companion piece to this drabble of their time during the Fellowship. Cross-posted to Ao3!

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Many of the other elves look highly uncomfortable with Gimli in their midst – not that the dwarf cares much, he has dealt with a lot worse than some awkward glances and not so polite conversation in the past year. Legolas still hates it. He tries to remember how he used to think of Gimli and dwarves in general (to consider what made him change his mind), and then he quickly regrets it – they had been awful thoughts, he can’t believe he ever had them at all. Oh well, his fellow elves will just have to learn better, just as he had!

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Originally posted by lonely-night

Quiver, a Bering and Wells November challenge drabble for @wibblywobblyida, cross-posted to Ao3! @thedrabblecollective

100 words, rated M, no warnings apply!

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Originally posted by thefreewoman

An Aragorn Shortfic for @septemberbells, who prompted ‘home’ and 'characters all over the map’ for Lord of the Rings! Hope you’ll like it :) @thedrabblecollective @thepromptfoundry

exactly 500 words, rated G, canon-compliant post-canon, no warnings apply

Summary: What happens to a group of people, strangers not so long ago, yet forever connected by their shared experiences, once their adventure is over? Most of them return home, yet there is one who has to stay - as newly crowned king, Aragorn has to learn to fit in and live in Gondor.

Cross-posting here because I know Ao3 is still down half the time and I want y'all’s to be able to actually read the ficlet! If you read it here pls reblog (or in general pls reblog xD) But I do love getting comments on Ao3, so if it works for you again… :)

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On Death's Pawprints - lilolilyrae - Goncharov (1973) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Summary: A look into the cat leitmotif in Goncharov (1973)


Black cats bring bad luck

That’s how the story goes.

My fur, striped and grey

Holds none of that ignominy

Or so the legends say.


My first owner a guard

Then big friend stole me

Stabbing the guard to death.

He didn’t keep me long

Death came and claimed him.


My friend’s employer took me

From his deathbed to him

Cared for me well enough

But there were merely days

Before he, too, passed away.


Violence follows my paw prints

Knives swipe following my tail

Gunfire lights up the evening

Dresses of my new owners

Unblemished, at least of yet.


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Author’s Note: Am I the only one who loved the way the cat in the movie in Goncharov seems to be followed by death? Ice Pick Joe gets it from the asylum guard he kills, Goncharov gets it after IPJ dies and is soon killed himself (also Katya is seen petting the cat shortly before she fakes her death - fits to the motif, the cat isn’t hers and her death isn’t real…), Andrey takes the cat from Goncharov and flees the city & possibly dies immediately after, the assassin who takes the cat is killed in the next shooting… and then we see what could be Katya and Sofia and a cat walking through the garden? Oooh the symbolism, the implications… I mean if you’ve read my other fic you know I’m definitely team Katya and Sofia survive and live happily ever after <3 but I do love that the movie implies through the cat leitmotif that the violence might not be over yet just because the movie is.

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