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Monte Carlo. 11:00 AM.

CIA operative August Walker has just made the first - and potentially the biggest - mistake in his entire career. On the run from the IMF after a failed attempt to intercept a mission, his track record for vanishing without a trace is tarnished when he checks out of a hotel without realizing he’s left something behind…

Sacha Gray’s plans for a peaceful vacation are turned upside down when she finds a bag containing five passports and several million dollars stashed in her room. Sacha must make a choice – turn it in, or track down the men it belongs to. When the CIA send August back to retrieve it, she becomes a pawn in a dangerous game that just might save his life.

(COMING SOON!)

H-Cav tags: @blavikennbutcher @littlefreya @viking-raider

Prompts: Fever, Comfort Item, Aches and Pains, Too Many Layers

With a shake of his head, [Tony] tossed [the blanket] over his shoulder and strolled back into the living room.“ In order to get this blanket you have to give up one of the other ones,” he said, standing just out of the teenager’s reach.

“Come on, Mr. Stark!” Peter whined, grabbing fruitlessly at the blanket that his mentor was dangling in front of him. “That’s not fair!”

you can never expect two dorks in love to actually stay still for a portrait, as we see in my piece for @fodlanwedding‘s zine: To Have & To Hold

A snippet! Of the fluffy Raihan thing I started. I can’t help it he’s so beautiful ft

Ft my trainer/pokémon oc/ Practically my trainer but with a different background story. ANYWAY

Sneak peek!

“I’m here for him” he said gesturing to the flygon who was happily eating curry, becoming fast friends with the other pokémon around the campfire “We have training” Raihan added trying to appear taller and more intimidating to the ghosts who were watching him silently, though a loud rumbling echoed from his stomach making his ears burn. She laughed. It was so light, like the gentle jingle snoms made.

“Here eat” she said holding out a bowl of piping hot curry “I’ll warn you it’s spicy”

“I’m a dragon I can hack it” he boasted before swallowing a few large spoonfuls of the dark curry before having to gesture for water, she chuckled at him again “Damn girl, what kind of berries did you put in there?!”

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Also snoms. They’re so darn cute!

Also Raihan. Intense fluff will occur.

Trying to think of a better apple/applin pun for the title. Send me your puns..

Hey guys!! Long time no talk, I know, but life has been hectic and I’ve been doing my best. Good news is, though, I should have the chapter up in the next week or two (though I’m shooting for sooner rather than later), and thought I’d put up a little bit of a sneak peek!!

It’s time for Viktor to compete at Euros, and hopefully this year will go better than the last.

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As expected, when they pull up in front of the hotel their arrival is heralded by flashing cameras and a crowd. Longing for the days when he could just go places without fanfare, Viktor waits until the door is opened before stepping out. Standing, he gives the press a few moments to get pictures before allowing himself to be shuttled closer. The press does their best to shout over each other as he draws near, and he can see reporters eyeing his bodyguards. Hopefully, they’ll behave; there’s no need for another fiasco like last year.

“Mr. Nikiforov, there are rumors that recent practices haven’t gone so well, can you elaborate?”

Internally, Viktor lets out a sigh, but he makes sure his smile stays glued to his face. “Recovery from injury isn’t a linear process,” he says. “Slight complications have made it necessary for me to train more carefully than I have in the past.”

“What sort of complications?”

“That’s between myself and my coaches and medical staff,” he bites.

A different microphone is pushed towards him. “Do you expect to podium?”

“I certainly hope to,” he says, “but competitions can be unpredictable! I expect to give it my best, and hopefully that will be good enough.”

“There are rumors,” a different reporter says, “that you’ll be skating for Sachima next year instead of Russia, are there any truth to them?”

“I’ll refrain from commenting about next season until after Worlds,” he replies, though he knows full well he’s retiring. “I like to focus on the season at hand before making plans for the future.” He can hear his rinkmates fielding a few questions around him, but the majority of the press seems to be focused on Viktor. Naturally.

“How much does His Majesty understand about your career? Does he watch your programs?”

Prompts: Sick at School, Food Poisoning

[Peter] took a deep breath in through his nose and stepped into the store, smiling. “Good morning, Mr. Sundar! Got anything marked down yet this morning?” he pleasantly inquired as he came through the doors. The older man gestured towards the cool box near the front and Peter skipped towards it. It took a moment to find what the storekeeper had been referring to. But after shuffling a few things around, he found several egg salad sandwiches wrapped in cellophane and adorned with a bright orange, fifty percent off sticker. “Bingo,” he whispered to himself and then hurried towards the register to pay.