Up Against the Lockers
Dizzily, he pulled back, delighting in their breaths mingling. He opened his eyes to see Ed making a face.
Horror struck him. 'Oh my god. Was that not right? I'm so sorry, I didn't --'
'No, no, it's fine!' Ed quickly grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer, resting his nose on his collar bone.
'It's just ... this is embarassing.'
Ed looked up at him, mouth twisting to one side. 'I think I just got gum in my hair.'
Coffee Shop Meet Cute
The stranger was intimidatingly cute. Round-framed glasses, tightly curled hair, and business-like with shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow.
Reid nearly tripped on first seeing him. Worse; he was on his laptop working at the only spare power socket in the coffee shop.
Reid gathered his nerves. 'Hey. Uh. Do you mind if I ...?' He gestured at the empty seat. 'Power.'
The stranger gestured for him to sit.
Seconds later the music from FFXIV blared from Reid's laptop.
'Shit! I'm so sorry! Headphones!' He lost all ability to form sentences in proximity to cute guys. His face was red-hot with embarassment.
But the stranger's mouth twisted in a wry smile. 'Wanna party up?' He turned his laptop screen around and Reid nearly fainted.
Cute AND nerdy? He was not prepared for this ...
'He really cut you up.' Arren touched Lornas' chin, fingertips light. 'And ... hellfire! Your arm is bleeding!'
'It's nothing.' Lornas pulled away. He hated that Arren saw him at his weakest like this.
Arren was already reaching for bandages. 'Hold still, will you?'
He cleaned it gently and wrapped it neatly. When Lornas looked up, there was something fiery in Arren's eyes.
Lornas leaned in. He didn't want him to see him at his weakest. Unless he was into that ...?
Fight Fight Kiss
'You're a fool!' said Mr Lyfield. He ran his fingers through his hair, pacing back and forth. 'Do you think you're impervious to consequence? If you keep picking fights your father will disown you!'
'I'm sorry I'm not a slave to the opinions of others!' Mr Ellington charged up to him, his face inches from Lyfield. 'I suppose you'd prefer me a coward, like you!'
'I prefer you safe!'
'Safe! I prefer you --' His words were cut off by Lyfield's lips on his.
'God, I am *never* going to get a girlfriend!' James flopped back on the bed, hands over his eyes. The latest drama was his new hair cut.
Darren sat beside him and pat his arm consolingly. 'It's not that bad.'
'It looks good. It really brings out, your, um, your jawline.' Darren flushed the moment he said it.
A pause. James sat up. 'My jawline?'
'Yeah. It looks, you know ... strong.'
James started to grin. 'And you like that?'
God, Darren could not handle being teased today. 'Yeah, actually. I do.'
The smile vanished from James' face. Darren looked down, his cheeks flaming.
After a moment, James licked his lips and spoke very carefully. 'I always liked your shoulders.'
He sounded serious. Darren's heart skipped a beat. 'Uh ...?'
James spoke quickly. 'It doesn't have to mean anything --'
Darren's lungs suddenly felt too thin. 'And if I want it to ...?'
James smiled. Tentatively, he took Darren's hand.
@firstname.lastname@example.org Up Against the Lockers.
(Can I steal this and do something similar?)
@aldersprig of course! More fic in the world is only good. :D
@vicorva coffee shop meet cute
@vicorva curtains fic. (If that's too vague: one giving first aid to the other/patching them up)
@email@example.com the trope where they're both having a shouty fight and like totally unintentionally start kissing instead
@firstname.lastname@example.org giggle 💙💙💙
@aldersprig ahhhh, thank you!
@email@example.com ashlfdjkahweadslguiawhlfea HSFKJASHDLAJ
@firstname.lastname@example.org HOW did you manage to write something so PERFECTLY my type of thing OH MY GOD
@InspectorCaracal XD I had a vague memory of you drawing characters in like regency clothes maybe? So I went with it. I'm so glad you liked it!
@email@example.com you have a good memory!! (it's more "late Victorian but better" BUT STILL i am impressed and also delighted!!!)
@InspectorCaracal Gahh, I thought it might have been Victorian but my memory's not that good and at a glance I'm not good at telling them apart. XD Made for a similar enough story that I figured it'd work either way in a tootfic though!
@firstname.lastname@example.org no but for real I could write a thousand word essay about how your single toot managed to hit like a dozen different narrative/character preferences I have in fiction it's liekf asdkjhfajafskldjajs
@InspectorCaracal Lol I feel I've accidentally stumbled onto that! I did try to write it for you but I don't know your preferences that well. Just went naturally from the prompt and that visual cue I remembered. XD I must've subconsciously absorbed the knowledge over time.
@email@example.com i would believe it but mostly I'm just busy figuring out the logistics and designs for "what if I printed this out into a tiny book to keep in my pocket"
@InspectorCaracal Aww, yay! I wish I got it this right for someone every time I wrote a microfiction!
@vicorva Those were sweet. Thank you!
@auntiekiki Yay! :D
@vicorva I like these two
@DialMforMara 😊 Thank you, I'm so glad! Hopefully not bad for a frantically thrown-together tootfic. ^_^
@vicorva they're really sweet
@firstname.lastname@example.org snowed in (the "you're stuck with someone because of the weather" thing)
@LilFluff :( Sorry Fluff, I did all 5 and I'm worn out now. I'll probably do something like this again soon though!
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