Sta.sh
1) Give me a pairing.
2) Give me an AU setting.
3) I will write you a three-line fic.
ships don't have to be my ships just a ship that I would be familiar with
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stumble and fall with the head spin i gotCurtis falls asleep in his plush red seat for all of ten seconds before his mother taps him on the shoulder, her face pinched with disapproval. Falling asleep in theatres is, he knows, disrespectful, but to be fair, he doesn't really think any of the performers on stage before them can see his face, too busy contorting their colorful spandex bodies over the trapeze. He should have gone back to his stateroom. Wesley must be asleep by now, Curtis guesses; he's been in this show for more than an hour and Wesley snuck off to their cabin even before then under the guise of 'letting Curtis' mother spend some time with her son on their vacation,' though he had spent the better part of dinner mumbling to Curtis about how he was still exhausted from the night before. He wanted to get a nap in before their last night of vacation, he said, low against Curtis' ear before he left for their stateroom, making coils of heat burn in the pit of Curtis' stomach.stumble and fall with the head spin i got by ~imise
But now Curtis imagines Wesley tucked into
stay on my arm you little charmerThe only reason he agrees to go to this dive bar is because they don't card and he's bored. Curtis' MO is definitely not and definitely never will be frequenting hipster bars in Brooklyn and he's already annoyed that they spent an hour on the train to get here when The Abbey is a short walk away. Jaya's right, though. The Abbey is sort of shit.stay on my arm you little charmer by ~imise
This bar - fully equipped with a dumb hipster name like The Merry Saloon (get it? a saloon? on the east coast??? where there are no cowboys????? hahahahaha shut up) - seems unusually crowded for a Thursday night, jam-packed with ironic shirts from Urban Outfitters and thick square-frame glasses and to
hi i think u should sleep w my friend bc he's coolJOURNAL: Wesley Fletcherhi i think u should sleep w my friend bc he's cool by ~imise
WARDED TO ANA GREENSHIRE.so Curtis' birthday is coming up soon.
if the stars shine out for youThe reason Wesley has never really dated somebody, Curtis quickly realizes, is because Wesley is kind of an asshole in relationships.if the stars shine out for you by ~imise
Exhibit A: Curtis is about ninety-five percent certain that Wes is on a mission to get him fired from his job.
Curtis has always heard that being an Auror is pretty rigorous, but he has a feeling that it can't possibly be as rigorous as everyone makes it out to be if Wesley still has this much time to fuck with him while he's supposedly working. They're together for all of a week before Wesley realizes that he can use the DMLE's memo system to send him memos, which is all well and good and actually kind of sw
Babies can't grow up"Hey Dad, can I talk with you?" Nick asked as he sat on the couch and looked back towards the kitchen where his Dad was making coffee for himself, or something. His Dad had recently gotten back from a mission and he always got a few days off after a mission. Nick was really glad about this, however, because his Daddy still had work so he wasn't around and Noelle was currently out with their Aunt Ceres going shopping, so...it was just him and his Dad and finally he could talk with him about something he'd been meaning to for a while.Babies can't grow up by *CloudStrife-Nocturne
"Mhm, of course." His Dad said as he approached and sat down next to him, setting his coffee mug down. "Go ah
Coming Out Landon adjusted his shirt as he headed home for the first time in a long time. He hadn't been home since the whole war situation, he'd been living with the Brody's and he'd opened up quite a bit about himself to them (namely coming out to his adoptive family), and now he felt like he maybe owed his biological family a little honesty, too.Coming Out by *CloudStrife-Nocturne
He walked up to the house that he'd grown up in for thirteen years, and he knocked on the door. He felt sort of nervous, maybe a little unsure how things were going to go. He knew Georgi didn't live here anymore, and she was usually the one to keep him calm when he was talking to his mother and her boyfri
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