#100words

I have a lot to write and a lot to draw but it's Christmas season y'all! Couldn't help myself!

Here's a quick art piece and a blurb of text for the first day of A Very Prompty Christmas by @spnisthewayoflife

Enjoy!

Snowed In (100 words) by TwinOne

Castiel stood in front of the window, cradling a red coffee cup between his hands, the steam rising in lazy curls. He was wearing a comfortably warm blue fluffy robe. He took a long sip of coffee, squinting out at the swirling snowflakes with exaggerated displeasure.

"Well, isn’t this just perfect," he said, his voice thick with mock enthusiasm.

"Being snowed in. Because I definitely had nothing better to do than stand here in my pajamas, drinking coffee, while the whole world decides to take a nap." He stared out at the snow, then sighed.

Warning: Explicit

Summary: It’s Sam’s birthday, and Bucky is the first to greet him the best way he knows how

Word count: 100

Hello, beautiful people!

Using @lizelandre prompt for the weekly @galladrabbles for a continuation of djinn/Demon!Mickey previous galladrabbles. Part1 and Part2 and this is also one of my WIPs for a proper oneshot :)

“the world out there is complicated, and there are beasts in the night, and delight and pain, and the only thing that makes it okay, sometimes, is to reach out a hand in the darkness and find another hand to squeeze, and not to be alone."

Enjoy!

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Mickey still remembers when Ian had a heart.

He was his innocent, little boy. Too skinny for his liking, his clothes never of his size, always worn out. But he never complained.

He remembers one night after Monica left again: Ian was crying and ran to the rear garden to that old van, looking for him even if Mickey was in his plan of existence and couldn’t be seen.

But Mickey, unlike Monica, could never abandon him.

He reaches out, grabs Ian’s arm, and lifts him up, between his arms.

Title: Kudos

Fandom: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)

Main Pairing:  Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom

Challenge: 100words on Dreamwidth

Prompt: #326 - Kudos

Rating: General

Word Count: 100

Tags: Drabble, Fluff

Summary: 

The bench was hard and cold. The room was scary, the man menacing.

He wished the man with he shiny helmet was here with him. Then it wouldn't be so scary. Grogu rarely felt scared with him around.

He thought of the planet with the blue things, the krill that made the spotchka drink grown ups liked so much. The way it was not scary.

The sunshine was warm. He liked playing with the other kids. He really liked the ponds and all the frogs. As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered how he could find his way back.

Written for the @sterekdrabbles challenge (6/8/20) : Host. Date. Cancel.

Stiles is cancelling 2020. He’s had it with this dick bag year. And no, Derek’s date on Friday isn't a factor.

There's a whole host of reasons he shouldn't sabotage Derek's evening. Unfortunately, blinding jealousy wins, and Stiles finds himself at Derek’s electrical panel, flicking off a breaker.

Complete darkness.

Derek’s door opens, and panicking Stiles misses a stair and crashes to the ground.

”You made it?” Derek smirks, checking him over gently.

”Huh?” Stiles asks. The penny drops, Scott set him up. Damn his jealous streak!

Thimbleful Thursday Writing Prompt

The idiom for the day is: Quick Buck. The wordcount goal is: 100 words.   ~ Write a microfic within 10% of the week’s wordcount to the week’s prompt. Link to your posted fic in the comments here; comment on others’ fics. ~ Thimbleful is posted by alder’s grove fiction 

Prompt number: 27 - “give me that”

Fandom: Dragon Age

Rating: Teen +

Warnings/Tags: M/M

“give me that”

“Give me that!” Alistair grabbed for the food satchel before Cullen could tie it to his horse.

“Who says it’s all for you?” Cullen held it away from Alistair.

“Mia packed it full of cheese. If that doesn’t say she likes me best, I don’t know what does!”

“She’s bribing you to get more dirt on me. You know that, right?”

“Well, she certainly knows how to win me over.” Alistair reached for the bag again, only to be pulled into Cullen’s arms.

“What will you give me for it?”

Alistair kissed Cullen’s breath away and still got his cheese.

(100)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26765194/chapters/66598039#workskin