Personaggi: Odyssey, Tommy, Gabe, Eddie, Steve, Jesper, Wylan
Fandom: Glee, Shadowhunters, Stranger Things, Six of Crows
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Rating: NSFW
Prompt: /
Note: Written for COW-T#13, M6
These are 100, 200, 300, 400 word drabbles without any prompt and from 4 different fandom, and they obviously have nothing to do with each other. They're all here because posting drabbles in separate pages sucks
Summary: Teeny tiny bits of fandoms. Enjoy them!
Fandom: Glee, Shadowhunters, Stranger Things, Six of Crows
Genere: /
Avvisi:
Rating: NSFW
Prompt: /
Note: Written for COW-T#13, M6
These are 100, 200, 300, 400 word drabbles without any prompt and from 4 different fandom, and they obviously have nothing to do with each other. They're all here because posting drabbles in separate pages sucks
Summary: Teeny tiny bits of fandoms. Enjoy them!
NOTHING SAYS I LOVE YOU LIKE MURDER
“I did it again.”
Tommy looks at Gabe on their bedroom door, covered in blood and something else he doesn't really want to give a name to. He doesn't need to ask what he's talking about, what happened tonight after the party at the Institute. After Gabe saw him dancing with someone else, and laugh with him. It was nothing. It never is, but it's still infuriating. Tommy can read everything on the tensed lines of his parabatai's face, on his grimace — that half smile of pleasure, half beastly growl that must have curved his lips while he was tearing the boy apart — , in the frantic beating of his heart, like a butterfly trapped under a glass.
"Come inside," he says. He bolts the door and walks him to the bed, carefully.
They are electric. His own tension responding to Gabe's. If they brush each other skin, they're going to blow the world to pieces. Gabe's energy is pulsating, strong, powerful and insisting, demanding, swarming over Tommy in scorching waves. Tommy feels like suffocating, so he does the only thing he can to survive Gabe's need.
He lets himself be drowned.
“I did it again.”
Tommy looks at Gabe on their bedroom door, covered in blood and something else he doesn't really want to give a name to. He doesn't need to ask what he's talking about, what happened tonight after the party at the Institute. After Gabe saw him dancing with someone else, and laugh with him. It was nothing. It never is, but it's still infuriating. Tommy can read everything on the tensed lines of his parabatai's face, on his grimace — that half smile of pleasure, half beastly growl that must have curved his lips while he was tearing the boy apart — , in the frantic beating of his heart, like a butterfly trapped under a glass.
"Come inside," he says. He bolts the door and walks him to the bed, carefully.
They are electric. His own tension responding to Gabe's. If they brush each other skin, they're going to blow the world to pieces. Gabe's energy is pulsating, strong, powerful and insisting, demanding, swarming over Tommy in scorching waves. Tommy feels like suffocating, so he does the only thing he can to survive Gabe's need.
He lets himself be drowned.
AWWWWWWW MA CHE BELLINISSIMIIIII!!! X3 ancora? w
Haru
07/04/2023 13:29