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a bit late in the day, but happy wednesday 🥰 childhood friends au, anyone?

Henry rolls his eyes. He knows Alex has a bit of a complex about wearing his glasses around other people, though he thinks it’s something of an overreaction, because every time he sees Alex wearing them, all he can think about is how cute he looks. “Well, I like them,” Henry says decisively. In a last-ditch effort to convince Alex that the glasses are really not that bad, he lowers his voice a little and adds, “I suppose my only problem is that it’s a bit distracting when you wear them, because you’re so bloody cute that all I want to do is kiss you.” The pout falls away from Alex’s face, leaving a wide-eyed, slightly stunned expression in its stead. Henry quickly decides that being able to put that look on Alex’s face is worth a little embarrassment of his own. “That— um,” Alex stammers, opening and closing his mouth a few times, uncharacteristically speechless. After a few moments of waffling, he croaks, “I mean, I wouldn’t mind that.”

Like he might as well start barking if he’s gonna do all that 👀 right guys

where like Dick cheats on people with Tim, and Tim takes what he gets

no Dick is not thinking about how it's always Timmy <3

waaahhhhh byss you cant be dropping more fic ideas on me, you havent finished the other ones im waiting oh so patiently for 😂

tim being so upset hes not dicks first choice, that he has to share dick with whatever partner he has at the time, that he has to be a secret- but also. like. hes not gonna complain about it. he gets a part of dick and that has to be enough for him 😔

kinda want dicks life to kinda blow up when people end up finding out hes been sleeping with tim on and off for y e a r s. lots of side eyeing about when it started and who all he cheated on and wtf dick thats your little brother?? and tim is just like. hello yes hi stop giving dick all the credit and acting like he groomed me??

Also Jonathan:

*is “desperate” enough to consider proposing to Nancy because their relationship was stagnating and his “mating competition was making moves”*

*spent the entirety of s4 refusing to tell Nancy the truth, avoiding her in order to slow-motion break up with her, and excluding her from the decision-making process for their future because he was convinced that she’d “just throw her dreams out the window to come out here and be with [him]”*

*refrained from defending her in s3 when their blatantly misogynistic bosses repeatedly ridiculed and discriminated against her for daring to have career aspirations; belittled Nancy for being sheltered/naive and not knowing what "the real world" is like*

*agreed with some crusty middle-aged man telling her what she was feeling and who she loved because it aligned with his own biased perception of her*

I totally missed WIP Wednesday (thanks for the tag btw, @books2beach 🩷) because I was so busy with Thanksgiving prep, but I still wanted to share something, and this snippet is a little extra-special because it's a sneak peek at the holiday fic I'll be posting next week! This fic is set within my childhood friends AU, in between chapters 8 and 9 of It's Nice To Have A Friend.

“I thought your fireplace reading session was missing a warm drink,” Arthur says, taking a seat on the couch next to Alex and offering him one of the two mugs he’s holding. “How do you feel about homemade hot chocolate?” Alex’s eyes light up and he accepts the mug eagerly, inhaling the fragrant steam for a moment before taking a sip. “Holy shit,” he mumbles into the mug. “I think this might actually be better than coffee.” Arthur laughs, taking a drink from his own mug. “High praise,” he teases. “Seriously, what the hell did you put in here? It’s amazing,” Alex insists, barely removing his face from his mug long enough to get the words out. Arthur settles back into the sofa cushions, smiling. “Old Fox family secret,” he says. “I’ll have to teach it to you sometime. Someone will need to carry on the tradition, after all, and I’m afraid none of my children are particularly culinary-inclined.”

This fic is written from Arthur's POV (which was new for me!) and this snippet is fairly innocent, but I would suggest perhaps reading the actual fic within arm's reach of a box of tissues? idk, I've cried over it a couple times, at least 😅

(To be honest, calling it a holiday fic feels a bit misleading because it's not technically about the holidays, but it is set during the holidays so I'm counting it as a holiday fic anyway 😅)

I totally missed WIP Wednesday (thanks for the tag btw, @books2beach 🩷) because I was so busy with Thanksgiving prep, but I still wanted to share something, and this snippet is a little extra-special because it's a sneak peek at the holiday fic I'll be posting next week! This fic is set within my childhood friends AU, in between chapters 8 and 9 of It's Nice To Have A Friend.

“I thought your fireplace reading session was missing a warm drink,” Arthur says, taking a seat on the couch next to Alex and offering him one of the two mugs he’s holding. “How do you feel about homemade hot chocolate?” Alex’s eyes light up and he accepts the mug eagerly, inhaling the fragrant steam for a moment before taking a sip. “Holy shit,” he mumbles into the mug. “I think this might actually be better than coffee.” Arthur laughs, taking a drink from his own mug. “High praise,” he teases. “Seriously, what the hell did you put in here? It’s amazing,” Alex insists, barely removing his face from his mug long enough to get the words out. Arthur settles back into the sofa cushions, smiling. “Old Fox family secret,” he says. “I’ll have to teach it to you sometime. Someone will need to carry on the tradition, after all, and I’m afraid none of my children are particularly culinary-inclined.”

This fic is written from Arthur's POV (which was new for me!) and this snippet is fairly innocent, but I would suggest perhaps reading the actual fic within arm's reach of a box of tissues? idk, I've cried over it a couple times, at least 😅

(To be honest, calling it a holiday fic feels a bit misleading because it's not technically about the holidays, but it is set during the holidays so I'm counting it as a holiday fic anyway 😅)

dick goes “whatre u doing” super seriously halfway and immediately confronts it. tim admits it and dick lectures him.

avoids dick until his mortification blows over and some of his dignity recovers. but now its on dicks mind and hes mad at himself for not realizing sooner, has to confront the fact hes actually attracted to tim, and casually blames himself.

cant seem to think of the in between but know it would lead to sloppy romantic sex somehow.

in my heart i feel that dick would rather sweep it under the rug and hope it goes away as opposed to confronting tims crush head on, but i will get into this space with you anyway cause i do love the idea of dick always having just ignored tims feelings for him cause he thought "oh its a crush" "he'll grow out of it" "its just hero worship" and then with tim being more upfront about it hes finally like "okay now its gotta stop. now its impacting me" lmao

and i loooooove when dick shuts tim down (mostly cause of moral and guilt reasons, but this works too) and then has to sit with the fact that he /could/ have tim. if he just /says/ something. /does/ something. tims right there! tim is so beyond into it!! hes so in love with dick!! dick is standing in his own way!!! get over yourself and fuck your little brother!!! he'll love it!!!

Here are my favorite dicktim fics!

Already said this but I’m a huge fan of “caretaking” https://archiveofourown.org/works/48815653

ANYTHING by Vellaphoria oh my god!

Have to plug astrodeities on ao3 bc oh my god!!!!! Amazing!!!!! Personal favorites are https://archiveofourown.org/works/47891119 and https://archiveofourown.org/works/46386544 …. And they also have a sexpollen au from this year’s Dicktim week: https://archiveofourown.org/works/67616781

And then I’ve really been enjoying this series https://archiveofourown.org/works/61032928/chapters/155919952

There’s a lack of dicktim longfics but I really urge everyone to read some dicktim fics published pre 2010 as they have such a flavor. Recommend stuff by Telandxfor that!

Seriously go check out astrodeities they’re underrated! And Mel I love your stuff ofc

caretaking by Anonymous - yeah im relinking it even tho we rec'd it the other day lol, its good and some people might have missed it 💜

vellaphoria's ao3 - definitely seconded, i so very rarely keep up with ongoing works but im on the edge of my seat with All That You Are to Me and Ablution, i run to ao3 when i get the update emails lmao

astrodieties' ao3 and the three mentioned fics: methods of persuasion devouring mouth more than dream i've definitely missed some of their stuff so i will be going through their works over the next few days 🥰

soul on a platter by tworedlights - i think i started this one but seeing a 100k+ word count always stresses me out 😅 (not to keep highjacking your recs but i did finish Fixation by the same author and i remember having a good time with it, so yall should def just go check out all their works)

Teland has a huuuuge amount of dc fics in general and 40 tagged for dicktim

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Tim's got – there’s -

“Hold still a second,” Dick says, taking Tim’s face in his hands to smooth his fringe out of his eyes and wipe away the little smudge of whatever away, frowning a little in concentration as he does.

He's so focused he doesn’t notice the way Tim’s watching him, this odd sort of fondness in his eyes, soft curve to his lips, until Dick’s done. Realizes what he’s done, is doing as he catches Tim’s gaze with Tim’s face cradled in his hands on the street in front of an old, tired, greasy-spoon diner, the way he might have when they were both younger and far stupider.

(Something in his chest aches at the thought of it, heavy with the warmth of nostalgia.)

“Uh,” Dick says. Stumbles to a stop, his vaunted grace and poise nowhere to be found when he needs it, and he belatedly, reluctantly pulls his hands away. Shoves them in the pockets of his jacket for lack of anything else to do with them. “There you go, got it.”

Tim’s smile widens into a grin, some little spark of something in his eyes as he tilts his head just so.