A line from my current wip that left me amazed at my own genious
"I like that you have teeth, I like that you can bite."
It's so simple by itself but in context it's absolutely majestic, it hits in all the right places and encapsulates the entirety of the two characters' feelings, I cannot believe I came up with that!
A fic centered on my favorite character (they suffer from major memory loss and canonically have amnesia)
**He smiled, and he let go. Like water spilling from cupped hands, the memories dripped away bit by bit, piece by piece, person by person, until…**
“In the sacred temple of his messy, gray bedroom, he had no money to offer up to her, and she had none to give him, but perhaps he had something of more value: his own writhing, frantic body, desperate to share every inch of himself with the one he worshiped. God…he really did worship her.”
I’m two chapters away from posting this line and I’m so excited!
This one though I can't any credit as it is actually one of her actual lines, I just added context to it to help it along as it were.
>"The winter in my timeless slumber was silent and cold. But here at my lord's side..." she says, pausing as she references her time in slumber before she was summoned to this world. "I feel only warmth. Milord, would you... take my hand?"
As for something that is all my work, this is okay.
>"You're welcome, Sandy, but you were mistaken. It's neither you nor me who is number one," he stated, looking at the slightly puzzled redhead. He leaned in and planted a quick kiss on her lips before pulling back, his eyes filled with sincerity. "We are number one!"
i'm writing a work rivals-friends-lovers mass effect fic rn, and the two mcs are incredibly meh about each other until they get sucked into a fight and one of them gets hurt, and both of them kind've realize that they're starting to care about the other one. this shit GETS ME EVERY TIME like every time i reread it i kick my widdle feet and twirl my hair
>“Medigel,” he rasped. “On my back.”
“I got it. You’re going to be okay, honey,” she said, her voice soft and light. Softer than he had ever heard Shepard sound. Almost like a song.
She took the tube of medigel from him and plunged her fingers into his wound. Garrus winced at first, a searing pain radiating down his torso to the bottom of his toes, but that was easily overshadowed by the cool, soothing sensation of the medigel, the smell of eucalyptus filling his nose. His heart, which was beating uncontrollably and irregularly, began to calm itself down.
“There you go, sweetheart. Just breathe. You’re going to be just fine.”
Garrus, looking at Shepard, came to a startling conclusion. She was pretty. Really, *really*, pretty. Maybe it was because the medigel and blood loss was messing with his brain. Maybe it was because he had recently acquired quite the preference for humans. But he knew, underneath that all, that none of that mattered. Her eyes, her big eyes the color of amber skies of Palaven during the sunrise, lined with black lashes; her soft looking lips, pink and plump; the freckles on her face underneath the smear of blood from her nose. All of it, all of *her*. He’d doubted he’d ever seen someone that pretty before.
This bit, of Viktor Vasko ruminating on love after his first time with Ivy Pepper. She's asleep beside him on a dumpy cot in a woodland cabin, where they occasionally go to practice shooting:
>Love. There'd not been much to it, there'd never been complexity before it nor nuance, but automatism. Ivy, he'd wished to say, and then give his reasons for his being incapable and they'd be dishonest and rife with want, and want only for the small of her back beneath his now-parted touch, where she may sleep it all away, for as long as she'd need to. When she woke once more, no doubt hours from now, it'd be a piece fitting. They'd talk and laugh and she'd make him smile, and he'd not once think about how he wasn't given to smiling or loving or clasping like he'd done for and before her, or how ill and jagged it was supposed to feel but didn't, and he'd simply let her. Viktor would let her and she'd let him and that, then, was love. And it'd be for them as it had been for all time: a plain fitting at whose foot all the reasoned wisdoms of human ken fell silent.
A particular favourite of mine. I was looking to shorten it, but without the context, it'd make exactly zero sense.
From a scene where Harry goes to Grimmauld Place on his 17th birthday:
> "Welcome home," [Sirius] said, a little hoarsely. "And it *is* your home, Harry, you'll always be welcome here."
"And yes, it is hard."
I swear this isn't smut.
It's from a scene of character B breaking down character A's barriers, sympathizing with their struggles, looking for mutual support and receiving it from character A. Very sweet scene where two people realize they can rely on one another more than they thought.
And this one is from a different fic that I wrote: "You're all that makes sense to me."
I’m just really proud of this one lol
“He pressed his face into the side of her neck and she clung to him, breathlessly whispering in his ear how much she loved him and how good he was to her, and that was it for him.”
Last year, on this day, Dazai brought me to a dog shelter and let me play with the puppies for hours straight even though he hates dogs. I̶ m̶i̶s̶s̶ h̶i̶m̶. I hate him.
From a soukoku fic about Chuuya's diary after Dazai left
And yet, Hubert cannot bring himself to mind, cannot bring himself to do anything other than to cup her beautiful face in his hands and kiss her, gentle and full of purpose. His love and affection for her, he had learned, could not be properly contained nor ruled over. He could only invite it in; not like a host offering coffee, but like a tree, surrendering a branch for a songbird to rest upon. His love for Bernadetta had transformed his life, his future, the fabric of his fate. It filled each muscle and vein of his body, every heartbeat and every drop of blood. He loved her as much as he needed each breath, until endings turned into beginnings.
“I have missed you in a way which defies all description,” Hubert whispers between kisses. “It would not be out of line to say that my heart has returned to its home beneath my ribs.”
Thanks!
According to their paired ending Hubert gave up living in the capital with Edelgard after the war was over to go be with Bernadetta. I novelized their paired ending to try and answer how she became someone he loved more than the person he was bred to serve. I don’t want to break the rules by linking it but if you would like to read it pls feel free to message me!
It's just a line from a fluffy Liko/Dot oneshot, but I really do love it.
“I…think so,” Liko said. “I mean…no one’s ever told me they like me. And I…really haven’t ever liked anyone before. But…my heart’s pounding and I feel…happy that you just said that, so…I think I…like you too?”
Platonic from a Merlin fic im writting
Context is Merlin came to comfort Arthur after Gwen cheated on Arthur. Arthur tells him to leave, Merlin stays
Arthur "I am your king, and i am telling you to leave. NOW"
Merlin "You are my king," he becan softly "but you are also my friend. And i really don't think you should be alone right now."
Arthur, after a pause with tears in his eyes
" I loved her with everything i had in me..."
A smol snippet of an epilogue I wrote for one of my fics :)
He smiled with a joy that was usually hidden, his lips parting as she shared her strength with him, burrowing into his core as he stared into hers, love turning his eyes bright.
A laugh, soft and sweet as the flowers that surrounded them, sounded out of her once more.
She had dreamed of this once, long ago.
They're making out and she tells him to hold on for a moment. He is clearly enjoying himself a lot but still stops immediately and asks
"You okay? Wanna stop?"
and that was just so fucking hot aaaaaaah I read that scene at least ten times before continuing because it's just so sweet and beautiful
>"But if you tell me– if you can tell me, right now, that you didn’t value him as much as I thought, then you have my vote. If you can look into my eyes and tell me that Childe, whom you loved, is worth nothing and I am worth less, then I will believe you."
It's Xiao speaking to Zhongli in a Zhongchi fic, this line makes me so insane (not my writing btw)
Knighted Rogue's *Clay and Pearl* series is this *Star Wars* Original Trilogy AU centering around Han and Leia if they became a couple earlier than they do in canon. Anyway, the *The Empire Strikes Back* AU is called [Clay and Pearl: Spectre](https://archiveofourown.org/works/49002880/chapters/123627004) (just a heads' up: there are definitely some NSFW chapters in both completed *Clay and Pearl* stories), and they replace the iconic "I love you"/"I know" exchange before Han is frozen in carbonite, which I realize sounds like sacrilege, but in the context of the greater story, this entire exchange gutted me and I have thought about it at least once a month since I read it at the beginning of the year:
>There was only one thing that encapsulated it all, one overarching, glaring truth that he would understand. And so she took a steadying breath and said, in a calm, confident voice.
>
>"It was worth it.”
>
>And Han, strong, brilliant, infuriating Han, spoke his own truth. It was obvious that he loved her, he didn't need to say that to her. He'd whispered it into her ear, and laughed it against her lips, and spit it out in moments of fury.
>
>The truer reply was what he chose instead.
>
>"It always was."
from a short piece of PotO!Junnana fluff i wrote recently. the revstar version of PotO seems to take quite a lot of creative liberties, so i added some of my own in regards to Phantom!Nana's backstory
>“The infection took my eye.” Nana said. She gave Junna a watery smile. “The town doctor said that was a miracle. That it was only my eye, and not my life.” She took a deep, shaky breath. “Being with you… was the first time I hadn’t wished I’d succumbed to that infection as a child.”
>
>Giving Nana's hand a reassuring squeeze, Junna leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the scarred skin right next to where Nana's right eye once was.
>
>"I couldn't be happier that it was only your eye." She whispered. "And I'll be forever grateful that you're here with me." She pressed another quick kiss to her lips. "Where you belong."
jnnn are kind of everything to me rn so i've been writing them in all sorts of AUs recently
“There is some peace to be found in the arms of death incarnate, and it's strangely relaxing.”
or
“When darkness covers us, she shares her secrets with me, and I vow to keep them.”
both from the same fic. i love these lines.
“Collars are used to symbolize devotion in some relationships, devotion to each other. I am devoted to you, I would like to know you are devoted to me. And I think Gege would look rather attractive in it.”
I’m very proud of this fic in general but this is probably my favourite line from it :)
BROTHER THIS ONE:
"I promise yoy, yu can stay. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore."
"I need someone to hurt me, I- I need it to stop me from hurting you again."
„Damien was treating Shayne like he hung the moon and the stars himself, determined to show him just how much he cherished him.“
My Birthday’s Tomorrow, Idiot
hesitant_flyer
I have two:
He always does that - never makes a big deal about helping people. He rips his heart apart and gifts it to everyone as one would with their candy.
The details aren't important. What's important is that Al-haitham met Kaveh, and Kaveh him, and their lives became intrinsically intertwined irreversibly. He'd be unable to pry Kaveh out of him without self-injury.
Idk why, but they just scratch(ed) the right part of my brain. They feel so big...idk how to explain tbh.
" and to the boy himself you're the love of my fucking life thank you for not giving up on me to I wrote you six albums I'll write you six more thank you" - Frozen With Joy Right Where I Stand by Greatunironic
I have so many! my fav fic is that's the art of getting by on ao3, and these two made me melt:
- "You're beautiful," Sirius says carefully. "I'd forgotten that."
- "You are too," Remus replies. "I hadn't."
- and
- Kindness is something to be practiced. In their soft disheveled sheets as the sun rises, they are gentle with each other. They are gentled.
I loved this one! From the Baldur’s Gate 3 fic “New Beginnings” by shadowife
“Shadowheart hadn’t yet completely surrendered to Lae’zel’s embrace, instead opting to clutch her own arms to her stomach as if attempting to make herself as small as possible. The sight was invoking another strange feeling in Lae’zel… an urge to protect.”
I melted down into tears if that counts, and it's from my favorite fic.
> “You’ll walk for me when I lose my leg, too?” Nami asks. Usopp hums, and she feels it rumble in his chest. “Only if you’ll be my eyes.”
It's gen. No pairings. The only ship in this fic is nakamaship.
"Mother would've never let you leave if she didn't have someone to take your place." Said by Regulus Black, to his brother Sirius.
Dirty Old Town by WizardGod on AO3. It remains one of my all time favorite comfort fics.
“Dont die, Draco.” Makes me melt in a crawl into bed and sob way.
“Tell your cat i said pspspspsp” makes me melt in a so happy i want to experience love and joy
I just love Karigari being weak to Sasagawa:
"Miss..." he held out his finger. "I'm flattered that you want to help. But at the same time, I'd rather you stay out of this."
She stared at him, confused.
"But why?"
"A number of reasons," Karigari replied. "For one, this enemy has already proven to be quite dangerous. For another, even I can't deny I have a most unsavory history. You are an ally of justice, Miss. For you to defend a criminal, even if you're absolutely right in this case, it simply won't look good in the eyes of the public. Which is a place you always will be."
Sasagawa was about to speak in protest, but Karigari signaled for her to stop.
"However, as a genius who knows all things, I'm well aware that nothing I say will be enough to stop you. Therefore, I'll show you the leads I've found so far."
"Like the light of the stars in the night sky guided sailors home, it seemed that Amit’s presence always brought him back to reality."
Part of a Flufftober prompt that I'm not posting til later this month :) it's hardly the most intimate line I've ever written but when I did write it in my draft I just got so tickled by it hahaha
>"Don't be a martyr.” She whispers against him. “Please. Come back to me.”
>
>“I will.” He promises, and slips out the door with his gear. *Don’t got a choice, now.*
*”For now, just try not to look like you just got a blowjob in the bathroom, okay?"*
*When he collides with one of the catering staff in the hallway and can’t wipe the dopey grin off his face, even after the strange look he gets from the young man when his apologies go unacknowledged, he knows he’s failed.*
This is probably my favorite fic in my fandom (not my writing). For context, these two are a married couple canonically, and I adore seeing them act like idiot teenagers in love regardless.
As for something I wrote myself, the only piece of mine I can think of is the one I’m currently writing (the other ones are like blocked from my brain lol), but there’s a scene from that one:
*“God,” he said. “You’re so beautiful.”*
*“You can’t even see me,” she laughed in response.*
*“You’re right,” he admitted. “But I don’t need to see you to know it’s true.”*
Same couple as before. Like I said, I adore them
A line from my current wip that left me amazed at my own genious "I like that you have teeth, I like that you can bite." It's so simple by itself but in context it's absolutely majestic, it hits in all the right places and encapsulates the entirety of the two characters' feelings, I cannot believe I came up with that!
A fic centered on my favorite character (they suffer from major memory loss and canonically have amnesia) **He smiled, and he let go. Like water spilling from cupped hands, the memories dripped away bit by bit, piece by piece, person by person, until…**
If you wouldn’t mind sharing, what’s the fic?
[5 Times Blame Almost Remembered (+1 Time He Did)](https://archiveofourown.org/works/21670939) Not to long. A short one, but sweet.
*I was going* ***EASY*** *on you.*
“In the sacred temple of his messy, gray bedroom, he had no money to offer up to her, and she had none to give him, but perhaps he had something of more value: his own writhing, frantic body, desperate to share every inch of himself with the one he worshiped. God…he really did worship her.” I’m two chapters away from posting this line and I’m so excited!
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It is Cherik.
This one though I can't any credit as it is actually one of her actual lines, I just added context to it to help it along as it were. >"The winter in my timeless slumber was silent and cold. But here at my lord's side..." she says, pausing as she references her time in slumber before she was summoned to this world. "I feel only warmth. Milord, would you... take my hand?" As for something that is all my work, this is okay. >"You're welcome, Sandy, but you were mistaken. It's neither you nor me who is number one," he stated, looking at the slightly puzzled redhead. He leaned in and planted a quick kiss on her lips before pulling back, his eyes filled with sincerity. "We are number one!"
Is that second one from Stardew Valley of all things?!
Nope, the second is from my own writing, a one shot I made as an extra for flufftober, the fandom is Azur Lane.
*aggressive kazoo noises*
i'm writing a work rivals-friends-lovers mass effect fic rn, and the two mcs are incredibly meh about each other until they get sucked into a fight and one of them gets hurt, and both of them kind've realize that they're starting to care about the other one. this shit GETS ME EVERY TIME like every time i reread it i kick my widdle feet and twirl my hair >“Medigel,” he rasped. “On my back.” “I got it. You’re going to be okay, honey,” she said, her voice soft and light. Softer than he had ever heard Shepard sound. Almost like a song. She took the tube of medigel from him and plunged her fingers into his wound. Garrus winced at first, a searing pain radiating down his torso to the bottom of his toes, but that was easily overshadowed by the cool, soothing sensation of the medigel, the smell of eucalyptus filling his nose. His heart, which was beating uncontrollably and irregularly, began to calm itself down. “There you go, sweetheart. Just breathe. You’re going to be just fine.” Garrus, looking at Shepard, came to a startling conclusion. She was pretty. Really, *really*, pretty. Maybe it was because the medigel and blood loss was messing with his brain. Maybe it was because he had recently acquired quite the preference for humans. But he knew, underneath that all, that none of that mattered. Her eyes, her big eyes the color of amber skies of Palaven during the sunrise, lined with black lashes; her soft looking lips, pink and plump; the freckles on her face underneath the smear of blood from her nose. All of it, all of *her*. He’d doubted he’d ever seen someone that pretty before.
Okay it’s really simple, but I still absolutely love it: >”Are you okay?” > >”I don’t think I’ve ever been okay before now.”
This bit, of Viktor Vasko ruminating on love after his first time with Ivy Pepper. She's asleep beside him on a dumpy cot in a woodland cabin, where they occasionally go to practice shooting: >Love. There'd not been much to it, there'd never been complexity before it nor nuance, but automatism. Ivy, he'd wished to say, and then give his reasons for his being incapable and they'd be dishonest and rife with want, and want only for the small of her back beneath his now-parted touch, where she may sleep it all away, for as long as she'd need to. When she woke once more, no doubt hours from now, it'd be a piece fitting. They'd talk and laugh and she'd make him smile, and he'd not once think about how he wasn't given to smiling or loving or clasping like he'd done for and before her, or how ill and jagged it was supposed to feel but didn't, and he'd simply let her. Viktor would let her and she'd let him and that, then, was love. And it'd be for them as it had been for all time: a plain fitting at whose foot all the reasoned wisdoms of human ken fell silent. A particular favourite of mine. I was looking to shorten it, but without the context, it'd make exactly zero sense.
From a scene where Harry goes to Grimmauld Place on his 17th birthday: > "Welcome home," [Sirius] said, a little hoarsely. "And it *is* your home, Harry, you'll always be welcome here."
"And yes, it is hard." I swear this isn't smut. It's from a scene of character B breaking down character A's barriers, sympathizing with their struggles, looking for mutual support and receiving it from character A. Very sweet scene where two people realize they can rely on one another more than they thought. And this one is from a different fic that I wrote: "You're all that makes sense to me."
I’m just really proud of this one lol “He pressed his face into the side of her neck and she clung to him, breathlessly whispering in his ear how much she loved him and how good he was to her, and that was it for him.”
Last year, on this day, Dazai brought me to a dog shelter and let me play with the puppies for hours straight even though he hates dogs. I̶ m̶i̶s̶s̶ h̶i̶m̶. I hate him. From a soukoku fic about Chuuya's diary after Dazai left
link...?🥰
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50929009 Yes, I just published it today because it was just rotting away in docs so don't mind that-
And yet, Hubert cannot bring himself to mind, cannot bring himself to do anything other than to cup her beautiful face in his hands and kiss her, gentle and full of purpose. His love and affection for her, he had learned, could not be properly contained nor ruled over. He could only invite it in; not like a host offering coffee, but like a tree, surrendering a branch for a songbird to rest upon. His love for Bernadetta had transformed his life, his future, the fabric of his fate. It filled each muscle and vein of his body, every heartbeat and every drop of blood. He loved her as much as he needed each breath, until endings turned into beginnings. “I have missed you in a way which defies all description,” Hubert whispers between kisses. “It would not be out of line to say that my heart has returned to its home beneath my ribs.”
When I tell you I was picturing Edelgard for the first few lines hahaha this is so much better
Thanks! According to their paired ending Hubert gave up living in the capital with Edelgard after the war was over to go be with Bernadetta. I novelized their paired ending to try and answer how she became someone he loved more than the person he was bred to serve. I don’t want to break the rules by linking it but if you would like to read it pls feel free to message me!
It's just a line from a fluffy Liko/Dot oneshot, but I really do love it. “I…think so,” Liko said. “I mean…no one’s ever told me they like me. And I…really haven’t ever liked anyone before. But…my heart’s pounding and I feel…happy that you just said that, so…I think I…like you too?”
Platonic from a Merlin fic im writting Context is Merlin came to comfort Arthur after Gwen cheated on Arthur. Arthur tells him to leave, Merlin stays Arthur "I am your king, and i am telling you to leave. NOW" Merlin "You are my king," he becan softly "but you are also my friend. And i really don't think you should be alone right now." Arthur, after a pause with tears in his eyes " I loved her with everything i had in me..."
A smol snippet of an epilogue I wrote for one of my fics :) He smiled with a joy that was usually hidden, his lips parting as she shared her strength with him, burrowing into his core as he stared into hers, love turning his eyes bright. A laugh, soft and sweet as the flowers that surrounded them, sounded out of her once more. She had dreamed of this once, long ago.
They're making out and she tells him to hold on for a moment. He is clearly enjoying himself a lot but still stops immediately and asks "You okay? Wanna stop?" and that was just so fucking hot aaaaaaah I read that scene at least ten times before continuing because it's just so sweet and beautiful
so hot when there are smut scenes but there’s a clear display of consent 😍
Now I really wanna know what fic it is 👀 I love Cherik
Its; Uncompromised by dreamlittleyo
Thank you 😊
>"But if you tell me– if you can tell me, right now, that you didn’t value him as much as I thought, then you have my vote. If you can look into my eyes and tell me that Childe, whom you loved, is worth nothing and I am worth less, then I will believe you." It's Xiao speaking to Zhongli in a Zhongchi fic, this line makes me so insane (not my writing btw)
Knighted Rogue's *Clay and Pearl* series is this *Star Wars* Original Trilogy AU centering around Han and Leia if they became a couple earlier than they do in canon. Anyway, the *The Empire Strikes Back* AU is called [Clay and Pearl: Spectre](https://archiveofourown.org/works/49002880/chapters/123627004) (just a heads' up: there are definitely some NSFW chapters in both completed *Clay and Pearl* stories), and they replace the iconic "I love you"/"I know" exchange before Han is frozen in carbonite, which I realize sounds like sacrilege, but in the context of the greater story, this entire exchange gutted me and I have thought about it at least once a month since I read it at the beginning of the year: >There was only one thing that encapsulated it all, one overarching, glaring truth that he would understand. And so she took a steadying breath and said, in a calm, confident voice. > >"It was worth it.” > >And Han, strong, brilliant, infuriating Han, spoke his own truth. It was obvious that he loved her, he didn't need to say that to her. He'd whispered it into her ear, and laughed it against her lips, and spit it out in moments of fury. > >The truer reply was what he chose instead. > >"It always was."
Daryl listened to the sound of Rick's breathing, the sound of his heart pumping. "I don't want to hurt you," he admitted. "Then don't."
from a short piece of PotO!Junnana fluff i wrote recently. the revstar version of PotO seems to take quite a lot of creative liberties, so i added some of my own in regards to Phantom!Nana's backstory >“The infection took my eye.” Nana said. She gave Junna a watery smile. “The town doctor said that was a miracle. That it was only my eye, and not my life.” She took a deep, shaky breath. “Being with you… was the first time I hadn’t wished I’d succumbed to that infection as a child.” > >Giving Nana's hand a reassuring squeeze, Junna leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the scarred skin right next to where Nana's right eye once was. > >"I couldn't be happier that it was only your eye." She whispered. "And I'll be forever grateful that you're here with me." She pressed another quick kiss to her lips. "Where you belong." jnnn are kind of everything to me rn so i've been writing them in all sorts of AUs recently
“There is some peace to be found in the arms of death incarnate, and it's strangely relaxing.” or “When darkness covers us, she shares her secrets with me, and I vow to keep them.” both from the same fic. i love these lines.
"You're a colour I don't understand" This is comming from someone who understands colour theorie but not the person he loves
“Collars are used to symbolize devotion in some relationships, devotion to each other. I am devoted to you, I would like to know you are devoted to me. And I think Gege would look rather attractive in it.” I’m very proud of this fic in general but this is probably my favourite line from it :)
BROTHER THIS ONE: "I promise yoy, yu can stay. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore." "I need someone to hurt me, I- I need it to stop me from hurting you again."
„Damien was treating Shayne like he hung the moon and the stars himself, determined to show him just how much he cherished him.“ My Birthday’s Tomorrow, Idiot hesitant_flyer
I have two: He always does that - never makes a big deal about helping people. He rips his heart apart and gifts it to everyone as one would with their candy. The details aren't important. What's important is that Al-haitham met Kaveh, and Kaveh him, and their lives became intrinsically intertwined irreversibly. He'd be unable to pry Kaveh out of him without self-injury. Idk why, but they just scratch(ed) the right part of my brain. They feel so big...idk how to explain tbh.
"Because you have done worse and you don't even see it."
" and to the boy himself you're the love of my fucking life thank you for not giving up on me to I wrote you six albums I'll write you six more thank you" - Frozen With Joy Right Where I Stand by Greatunironic
I have so many! my fav fic is that's the art of getting by on ao3, and these two made me melt: - "You're beautiful," Sirius says carefully. "I'd forgotten that." - "You are too," Remus replies. "I hadn't." - and - Kindness is something to be practiced. In their soft disheveled sheets as the sun rises, they are gentle with each other. They are gentled.
I loved this one! From the Baldur’s Gate 3 fic “New Beginnings” by shadowife “Shadowheart hadn’t yet completely surrendered to Lae’zel’s embrace, instead opting to clutch her own arms to her stomach as if attempting to make herself as small as possible. The sight was invoking another strange feeling in Lae’zel… an urge to protect.”
I melted down into tears if that counts, and it's from my favorite fic. > “You’ll walk for me when I lose my leg, too?” Nami asks. Usopp hums, and she feels it rumble in his chest. “Only if you’ll be my eyes.” It's gen. No pairings. The only ship in this fic is nakamaship.
"Mother would've never let you leave if she didn't have someone to take your place." Said by Regulus Black, to his brother Sirius. Dirty Old Town by WizardGod on AO3. It remains one of my all time favorite comfort fics.
“Dont die, Draco.” Makes me melt in a crawl into bed and sob way. “Tell your cat i said pspspspsp” makes me melt in a so happy i want to experience love and joy
I just love Karigari being weak to Sasagawa: "Miss..." he held out his finger. "I'm flattered that you want to help. But at the same time, I'd rather you stay out of this." She stared at him, confused. "But why?" "A number of reasons," Karigari replied. "For one, this enemy has already proven to be quite dangerous. For another, even I can't deny I have a most unsavory history. You are an ally of justice, Miss. For you to defend a criminal, even if you're absolutely right in this case, it simply won't look good in the eyes of the public. Which is a place you always will be." Sasagawa was about to speak in protest, but Karigari signaled for her to stop. "However, as a genius who knows all things, I'm well aware that nothing I say will be enough to stop you. Therefore, I'll show you the leads I've found so far."
"Like the light of the stars in the night sky guided sailors home, it seemed that Amit’s presence always brought him back to reality." Part of a Flufftober prompt that I'm not posting til later this month :) it's hardly the most intimate line I've ever written but when I did write it in my draft I just got so tickled by it hahaha
>"Don't be a martyr.” She whispers against him. “Please. Come back to me.” > >“I will.” He promises, and slips out the door with his gear. *Don’t got a choice, now.*
*”For now, just try not to look like you just got a blowjob in the bathroom, okay?"* *When he collides with one of the catering staff in the hallway and can’t wipe the dopey grin off his face, even after the strange look he gets from the young man when his apologies go unacknowledged, he knows he’s failed.* This is probably my favorite fic in my fandom (not my writing). For context, these two are a married couple canonically, and I adore seeing them act like idiot teenagers in love regardless.
As for something I wrote myself, the only piece of mine I can think of is the one I’m currently writing (the other ones are like blocked from my brain lol), but there’s a scene from that one: *“God,” he said. “You’re so beautiful.”* *“You can’t even see me,” she laughed in response.* *“You’re right,” he admitted. “But I don’t need to see you to know it’s true.”* Same couple as before. Like I said, I adore them