I have to admit I love saga Annihilation of Giffen, as also love the work of Abnett and Lanning for Guardians of the Galaxy. So I miss the classic Starlord, with his blue uniform, his dark personality and quirky sense of humor.
This would be my perfect small team: Starlord, Gamora, Moondragon (Heather Douglas) Drax (Arthur Douglas) Captain Marvel (Carol Danvers) Cammi Bellamy, Rocket Raccoon, Mantis and Groot
There were some last minute changes in the gifter/giftee roster for this year’s Secret Santa and my gift-fic wound up being for you. Wow, talk about intimidating… I’ve followed you ever since I first got into The 100 and I am such a big fan of your writing! The person I was originally supposed to write for requested a friends-to-lovers and/or friends with benefits fic, so that’s broadly the direction I went with. But when I saw your preferences I (fortunately) still felt pretty comfortable with what I’d already written. At its core, my gift to you is a fluffy modern day AU with implied elements of best friend’s brother throughout, so it covers some of your listed preferences :) I really hope that you like it and that it is close to what you had in mind when you entered in spite of the situation. Wishing you all the best for the New Year.
Your Secret Santa
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The first time it happened was the first Christmas without her dad, and after getting into a shouting match with her mother, Clarke just needed to feel something, anything to distract her from the gaping hole inside her chest. They weren’t even really friends back then, only crossing paths whenever Octavia forced them to be in the same room - or, as it was, put them both on bartending duty at their dorm’s Christmas party. Clarke can’t recall who moved first. All she remembers is both of them lunging at each other, lips crashing together in a heated kiss, and the taste of peppermint schnapps on his tongue. The second time, almost exactly one year later, started with mistletoe and ended with her legs around Bellamy’s waist as he pressed her up against her bedroom wall. The third time was different. For one, they were actually friends now, best friends even, to everyone’s great surprise, and while they weren’t exactly sober, there was no mistletoe to hide behind. They circled around each other all evening and traded knowing smiles over glasses of eggnog while their friends sung carols. When Bellamy cocked his head at the door and raised his eyebrows in question, Clarke grabbed her purse and followed him home. She probably shouldn’t have been surprised when they stopped hiding behind any semblance of Christmas tradition. Instead of waiting until the next year, she would hardly have to wait until the next week. (She rings in the New Year with Bellamy’s head between her thighs. There are definitely worse things.)
Finally going to get round to this, should have done this days ago
I was tagged by @tardis–dreams, thanks! ^^ List your top five ships and show them in gif or photo form
1) Amy and Rory (Doctor Who)
2) America and England (Hetalia)
3) Dean and Castiel (Supernatural)
4) Sherlock and John (Sherlock)
5) Arthur and Merlin (Merlin)
So many more I could have included. The Doctor and River. The Doctor and Rose. Percy and Annabeth. Sheldon and Amy. Barney and Robin. Drogo and Daenerys. James and Lily. Ron and Hermione. Daryl and Carol. Rick and Michonne. Bellamy and Clarke. Ichigo and Rukia. Soul and Maka. Spain and Romano. Scott and Allison. Connor and Abby. I wish they could have all been there. The Doctor and River would have been there if I hadn’t remembered Merthur at the last second. Oh well. I love all of them