#sunlightfades

❝  Well,  sounds  like  Mr.  Jameson  is  getting  ready  to  challenge  Spider-Man,  by  himself!  ❞  Lifting  up  a  turned  over  table,  Peter  glanced  up  and  grinned  at  Betty,  glad  to  see  she  was  alright.  In  the  mess  earlier,  he  could  only  catch  glimpses  of  her.  Keeping  track  of  Jameson  had  been  easy,  the  man  never  heard  the  words  be  quiet  before  in  his  life!  Well,  not  anymore.  Now,  that  was  not  going  to  make  headline  news.    ❝  Drat,  if  only  I  had  gotten  here  a  little  earlier,  can  you  imagine  the  pix  I  would’ve  gotten?  ❞

"It’s good to see you again.” And there are better circumstances to run into old friends, but Alice means it genuinely. She hasn’t seen Gideon in ages; she’s missed him. And even on top of that, she’ll admit she’s glad to be partnered off with someone she knows can handle himself in a fight.

Ideally it won’t come to that, not on a simple scouting mission like this. But she’s glad, anyhow.

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They had to put a bucket out on the top landing when it rained to catch the drips from the leaky roof, but Fiadh didn’t mind that too much. It adds to the character of the place, she’d told her mother defensively when she last came to stay, but Nora had just harrumphed and moved on down the stairs.

At least the sitting room was dry. Cosy, too.

Rain beat down hard against the windows, but they had a pile of blankets and two cups of Pandora’s steaming nettle tea to keep them warm. Gus was curled up like a hot water bottle in Fiadh's lap, and he purred when she paused to stroke him in between turning the pages of her book. Between him and Dora, whose head was resting on her shoulder so she could read along with her, and the roaring fire in the grate, Fiadh’s eyelids were starting to droop. She closed the book around her finger and stretched, disturbing both her girlfriend and the cat, who hissed his displeasure and leapt down, stalking away.

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head tilts as she surveys the woman  ,                      sensing something a little off ,  though she’s not sure what .  deciding to just approach her ,  she pulls a SMILE onto her features ,  arms crossing over her chest as her head tilts .    “ it looks like you're in trouble there . ”   she says ,  teasing WORDS paired with a glint to her eye .   “ can i help ? ”

happy birthday, finn! / @sunlightfades

“10 … 9 … 8 …” The living room in their small flat is full of people all crowded round the telly, watching the countdown live from London. People whose clocks are too fast (or maybe they’re just impatient) are already letting off fireworks ‘round Oxford. Finn takes another sip of his beer and calls out, “7 … 6 … 5 …”, along with the rest of them. When they hit zero and Big Ben begins to chime, the skies are frenetic, and people everywhere are kissing.

Jakub’s lips are only on Finn’s for the briefest moment, but that’s more than enough for them to steal his breath. “Happy birthday, mate!” Auld Lang Syne’s playing now as everyone fumbles to kiss everyone else. Now, Jakub’s kissing Eleanor, and Pandora’s mouth is cool against Finn’s heated cheek.