“I wanna throw a party for the Sarge.”
Kohut didn’t even flinch as the Princess-turned-President glitched in front of his feet, instead just stepping over her and continuing on his way. The little girl had been bugging him for the last month in a vain attempt to get him to help in her scheme; so far, he’d manage to hold out and tell her ‘no.’
But only by avoiding her puppy-like gaze when she pouted and sticking to the exact same answer every time she asked.
“Sarge doesn’t want a party, kid, and you wouldn’t be doing her any favors by throwing her one.” The truth, really; Tammy had
Mindelan Needs a Keeper by kunoichimistress, literature
Literature
Mindelan Needs a Keeper
“Do you think he’ll be angry?”
Domitan of Masbolle rode loftily towards the gates of Corus among a slow-moving traffic current. Fall had arrived and everybody who wanted to reach their destinations before winter set in decided now might be a good time to start migrating. Beside him, rode
Keladry of Mindelan on her infamous horse, Peachblossom. Riding on Peachblossom’s mane was a band of sparrows, preening themselves as they bided their time. Dom grinned without looking at his female companion. “Meathead? Nah. Not at us really.”
Kel snorted. “Just at the fact we didn’t tell him.”
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The kid was quiet for the first several hours after he had picked her up. Obe glanced at her occasionally, particularly when he changed the radio station, looking for a sign that he had found the one she liked. She was quiet, but expressive, and she wrinkled her nose for the first five that he tried. When he found a classic rock channel, she smiled slightly and her shoulders relaxed. She was staring out the window at the endless dusty desert, but he caught her stealing glances back at him several times. Obe was patient, and waited for her to start the conversation.
“I don’t remember how I got out here,” she sa
Summary: A Harry Potter one-shot. Two months after Christmas, Ron confronts Percy about a missing present. Somehow this evolves into a fight more than twenty years in the making, with some unexpected confessions and bonding over past mistakes. Can be read alone or as a companion to "Odd One Out" and "Five Times That the Weasleys Missed Percy."
Percy was sitting at the kitchen table in the Burrow, reading a book, when Ron approached him with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Ah, Ron," he said without looking up. "Nice to see you. I was actually just looking at your gift from Christmas."
Ron's eyes twitched down to the tome, then back up to hi
Five Times That the Weasleys Missed Percy by JoeMerl, literature
Literature
Five Times That the Weasleys Missed Percy
Summary: A Harry Potter one-shot, featuring five times that the Weasleys missed Percy and one time when they didn't have to anymore. Contains cursing, slight sexual references and character death. Canon compliant. Complete.
(Five Times That the Weasleys Missed Percy...)
(Arthur)
Arthur was slowly cleaning out his desk, getting ready for his move to the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects.
He was feeling a touch nostalgic, to be honest. He had always loved working for the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.
He took the last spark plugs out of his drawer and placed it carefully in the
Summary: A Harry Potter one-shot. Even by Weasley standards, Hugo has always been an odd child. Perhaps the strangest thing about him? His favorite uncle is Percy.
Percy would often claim that he was the only normal person in his family, and to be fair, there was a degree of truth to that. Certainly he was not engaged in quirky habits like his Muggle-philic father or prankster brothers, nor did he tame dragons or hunt for treasure or fight Dark wizards on regular occasions. He had always been the responsible one, the rational one, and the one who's job whose job was actual stable even if it wasn't glamorous, thank you very much. While certai
Percy Weasley was in a dark place.
Realistically, all he had to do was turn on his bedside lamp and his room would fill with light. But it wasn’t the physical realm that concerned him.
His mind was in a dark place. His very soul was shrouded in black, cloaked in despair, sheathed in the bleak absence of hope.
He hadn’t spoken to Audrey in nine months. Who knew if she was even waiting for him? He certainly didn’t. It had been even longer since he’d spoken with his family. His last attempt at that had earned him a smart slap on the cheek and a resounding chewing out courtesy of his sister. The worst part about
When Vanellope asked Ralph through Sour Bill to meet her at Diet Cola Mountain, he didn’t ask questions. Having grown used to the princess-turned-president’s antics, he had just shrugged, sighed, thanked the grumpy little ball of candy for delivering the message, and headed on out to find his friend.
He also made sure to grab one of the Oreo guard’s spears as he left, for if Vanellope’s ‘surprise’ was anything like the last time she had asked him to show up somewhere without planning it before hand, he was going to need it. She was a good kid, she really was, but she just didn’t seem to completely un
How to Sleep and Never Wake Up by beastbookbody, literature
Literature
How to Sleep and Never Wake Up
The year they discovered my best friend, twenty years old and silent under the heap of her wrecked car, I learned one can sleep forever and never wake up.
That year, her sister, only seventeen, ate magic mushrooms and lost her mind and her brother, fourteen, started running and stopped eating and I didn't eat magic mushrooms but lost my mind anyway as everyone watched my skin, too white to be real, disintegrate before their eyes.
That year I flew to Colorado to see an urn surrounded by pointe shoes. It reminded me more of a wastebasket than the last I would see of the girl who shared my soul. Her sister ran naked through the street a few da