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Malec & Saphael Fics Recs!

A while back someone asked me if I read any fanfics and if so, recommend some to them, but I accidently deleted the ask (sorry Anon!!). So here’re some fics I’ve read recently~ 

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Better luck next time,Zoro…

ROBIN-SAN YOU KILLED HIM !! Now hes dead like me,yohoho!

*everyone else losing their shit*

so i saw another one of those meme things going around and it had to be done

sequel to this

Smurfs drabble: Birthday

At 1AM last night, I kinda wrote a little self indulgent fic with a few lovely people in mind. Not tagging, but they /are/ these characters somehow , I’m pretty sure they’d know. :)

Small heads up: a few character mentions that are somehow spoilers to The Lost Village, but it’s not that big of a deal honestly

It was quiet, or at least, it felt quiet.

Poor guy stayed up all night waiting for the clock to strike twelve, just so he could get a year older. It seemed fun at first, but he realized how stupid of an idea it was when he saw how dark it was, or how cold the wind was getting, or how lonely he felt. ‘Maybe smurfing up so late wasn’t a good idea,’ Clumsy thought. 'It’s pretty lonely.’

As the night grew quieter, he grew more paranoid and afraid of what he couldn’t see. Tucked in his blanket, he could’ve sworn he saw something move-! The klutz bit his nails while his pupils raced left and right, at what he was supposedly seeing.

A sound- a knock- coming from the door made Clumsy jump up and yell, his sight blinded by his hat. “Please don’t hurt me-!” He cried, shakily holding the blanket over himself.

“…what?” A familiar nasal yawn came from a few feet away, along with the sound of a door creaking open. A large, glowing blob hopped outside his mushroom, and five glowing sticks illuminated his friends, who were smiling slightly tiredly at him. “Happy birthday, Clumsy!” Smurfette cheered quietly, whooping a small fist in the air.

Immediately the fright washed away, and Clumsy sat back in his bed with a tiny smile. “Aw, you guys-!” He bashfully shrugged, “-How did you know?”
Vanity stared at the mirror in his hand, sharing the spotlight with the birthday smurf. “SmurfBlossom and Storm told us you were staying up, so we decided to visit you before we all got our beauty rest.”
“They hit the sack earlier, but we kind of wanted to greet you, so- here we are, birthday smurf!” Hefty hopped right next to Clumsy on the bed and gave him a proper birthday noogie, getting a little chuckle out of the both of them.

Smurfette crawled next to him as well, “We hope you don’t mind that we don’t have cake, you know how sour Baker can be at night,” she shrugged.
“Aw, well- you guys didn’t have to smurf one, this is much better!” Clumsy brought in the three of them for a hug, which they gladly returned. However, it bothered him slightly that two of his best friends weren’t in the embrace. He poked his head out, staring at the two other figures who didn’t look quite as pleased as everyone else.

“Brainy? Grouchy?”

They both glanced at him, backs still turned.

“You… Wanna join in the hug?”

The two of them glanced at eachother before looking at Clumsy.
“I hate hugs,” Grouchy mumbled, “But I’ll make an exception.”

The rest of them laughed, Hefty grabbing both tired smurfs in for another group hug. “Clumsy, Clumsy, Clumsy,” Brainy shook his head. The six of them snuggled together in warmth.

It was quiet, but this time the night didn’t feel so scary at all.
Love you guys, thanks for a great birthday.



get ur freak on // lost girl (x)