one moment there was road beneath us (prompts post)

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I wrote today's essay for 14 Valentines on LGBTQ women. Brief TW for a mention of corrective rape (absolutely no description of it) and internalized homophobia.

And on that topic, it's my least favorite holiday tomorrow, but it's Galentine's Day today, and if you want to leave me prompts, I could try writing some ficlets. Because I'd like to show you some love, okay?

Fandoms I can currently write: XMFC, BTVS, DCU (pre-reboot, because I don't know what's going on atm), most things Tamora Pierce has written (or I could post a snippet from the Alex/Thom I'm working on), any book-related fandom you've ever heard me talk about or seen me write in, Leverage, potentially something else I've written in before (but not bandom).

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Alex can't stop looking at Darwin. He's at the breakfast table, drinking coffee like he never--Alex just can't look away. The others leave eventually, because there are things that need doing and the professor has to spend a couple of hours in physical therapy every morning, but Alex just can't.

"You're staring," Darwin says, finally, smiling a little.

"Sorry, I just." Alex makes a helpless gesture. "You're not dead."

"It's weird," Darwin agrees. "I mean I wasn't ever technically dead, I guess? But I don't exactly want to spend two months floating around in a mist again."

"Well, I promise I won't blast you again, so you should be fine," Alex says, swallowing around a catch in his voice.

Darwin shakes his head and gets up from his seat, walking over to Alex. "You killed Shaw, or Magneto did. He's the one who blasted me." He pokes Alex in the shoulder. "See, totally real."

Alex hugs him before he can even think twice about it, both arms around Darwin's waist and his face against his stomach. "Yeah," he agrees, half-muffled. "Yeah."