big-miles

{ feeling of freedom, of seeing the light }

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prompt: soulmate!au. you see the world in black and white until you meet your soulmate. then you see color!

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You had grown up in a world of black and white. Color was unknown to you, but you remembered how your parents described colors to you to make you feel a little better. 

Red is like fire. You know when you feel angry or frustrated? It’s like that. It’s hot and bold and angry.”

“Yellow is warm, bright and friendly. It’s the color of the sun, love. Makes you feel like someone wrapped you up in a blanket on a cold day.”

“Blue is the color of water. It’s cool. It’s cold. I think you’d like it quite a lot.” 

This wasn’t abnormal. You wouldn’t get to see the colors your parents’ got to see until you met your soulmate. You knew it would be a long time until then, but hearing your parents describe the colors to you was enough for the time being. 

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Imagine Father’s Day for Phoenix and Edgeworth. 

Imagine Trucy planning what was originally going to be something small, and then Athena and Apollo found out and just had to get involved because, after all, “Mr. Wright is our work dad!” 

Of course, Trucy tells Maya of her plans, and Maya and Pearl are dropping everything to be there for Nick, who has been there for them more than anyone else could have been, just like how a dad would be.

And then word gets around to the prosecutors, and suddenly Sebastian is insisting that he come too because Mr. Edgeworth was a better dad to him than his dad ever was.  He tells Kay, who also “steals” her way in because Mr. Edgeworth is family to her too! 

Word gets around the prosecutor’s office, and suddenly Klavier and Simon are calling Trucy and saying they are going to show up because - despite that they wouldn’t say it out loud (for different reasons, of course) - the Chief Prosecutor is their work dad and they need to show their appreciation.

And Ema pushes her way in as well, because she remembers how much they took care of her and looked after her when her sister was on trial…

So what Trucy had originally planned on being a quiet celebration for her two dads, turns into a big get-together because Miles and Phoenix have unofficially adopted so many children and have the biggest family ever.

And when they both walk in to this big surprise - to their entire family telling them happy father’s day and showing how much they love and appreciate them - Phoenix starts openly crying while Miles tries to hide the tears in his eyes from everyone.

Good Omens
Drunk
“I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There’s this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there’s this little bird-“

"What little bird?” said Aziraphale suspiciously.

“This little bird I’m talking about. And every thousand years-”

“The same bird every thousand years?”

Crowley hesitated. “Yeah,” he said.

“Bloody ancient bird, then.”

“Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-”

“-limps-”
(I swear i was chanting not to make this look as shippable and I failed)

“I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There’s this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there’s this little bird-“

"What little bird?” said Aziraphale suspiciously.

“This little bird I’m talking about. And every thousand years-”

“The same bird every thousand years?”

Crowley hesitated. “Yeah,” he said.

“Bloody ancient bird, then.”

“Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-”

“-limps-”

“-flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak-”

“Hold on. You can’t do that. Between here and the end of the universe there’s loads of-” The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. “Loads of buggerall, dear boy.”

“But it gets there anyway,” Crowley persevered.

“How?”

“It doesn’t matter!”

“It could use a space ship,” said the angel.

Crowley subsided a bit. “Yeah,” he said. “If you like. Anyway, this bird-”

“Only it is the end of the universe we’re talking about,” said Aziraphale. “So it’d have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you’ve got to-” He hesitated. “What have
they got to do?”

“Sharpen its beak on the mountain,” said Crowley. “And then it flies back-”

“-in the space ship-”

“And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again,” said Crowley quickly.

There was a moment of drunken silence.

“Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak,” mused Aziraphale.

“Listen,” said Crowley urgently, “the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then-”

Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds’ beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.

“-then you still won’t have finished watching The Sound of Music.”

Aziraphale froze.

“And you’ll enjoy it,” Crowley said relentlessly. “You really will.”

“My dear boy-”

“You won’t have a choice.”

“Listen-”

“Heaven has no taste.”

“Now-”

“And not one single sushi restaurant.”

A look of pain crossed the angel’s suddenly very serious face.”

—   Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch 

Jim used to borrow Seb’s boxers. They were miles too big, but they were comfy, and they felt like home. Seb would moan about how he couldn’t just wear his own but Jim wouldn’t care.

It’s different now there’s no Seb to complain. Jim sits in the apartment wearing nothing but Seb’s baggy t-shirts and underwear, half expecting his blonde boyfriend to barge around the corner and yell at him.

He never does.

That’s the thing about death though, it’s permanent.