handsofink
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
He pushes the door open and the room inside is just as black as the Void. His breath is even more visible and his pajamas seem like they’re mere scraps of cloth for how the air chills him. He has to squint to see the floor and bed, and when the shadows fade enough, he’s able to make out the curled up form on it. His chest aches as he gets closer and sees how twisted the sheets are around her, how her hands are clenched into fists, how her face is contorted in grief.
Nightmare, Bob thinks sadly.
—
The Thunderbolts are settling in as a team. They all have things that haunt them, things they'd rather forget. And when those things get too strong, too overwhelming, they work together to help each other. Bob has noticed one member doesn't like to open up and his powers uncover the reason why. -
Tags
Summary
He’s able to get the words “You wouldn’t believe the line at Larry’s, it was to the curb—” out before his gaze catches on something huge. He stares and his grin freezes and his brain does this funny thing like it’s been stalled.
It’s tall and sharp and black and has too many angles and too many shadows, and Noel feels that old, familiar primal sensation of fear run through his entire body.
He drops the sandwiches and grabs the nearest object in one breath, which happens to be a cookbook and throws it with all his strength at the creature standing too close, way too close to Arthur.
___Noel's pretty calm when it comes to most things. He knows how to keep that voice, the little panicky one that pops up when he gets anxious, quiet. Will that cool demeanor remain intact when he visits the boys and sees something he wasn't meant to, something that reminds him of his past?
-
Tags
Summary
By the ninth day, Arthur had gone from restless to bored out of his mind.
"We have to do something new."
“And what exactly would that be?"
"I don’t know. But we have to do something, John. We’ve started snapping at each other like when Parker and I had to stay at a shitty motel for a case and share a bed and bathroom."
“It’s not that bad.”
“You yelled at me for rubbing my eye too much the other day and last night I grabbed your hand because you were tapping it too loudly.”
“...You have a point.”
___Arthur's a little banged up, so what better to fix that than a luxurious stay at a cultist-killing castle! He has everything he could ask for, a curse-free body, clean clothes and water that hasn't been tainted with the blood of corpses! What more could you want?
-
Tags
Summary
“Where are we? I thought I was going to the Break Room.”
“We won’t be going there today. We’re trying something new.”
“Something new?” he parrots.
“I know you’re a good worker. And I know you want the best for your team.” Milcheck smiles at him. “But Ms. Cobel feels that you haven’t taken your role seriously and she wants you to know that you need to. So, you’ll be spending some time in the Sensory Room.”
____Mark and the gang get caught exploring Lumon's halls again. He's expecting the usual punishment, but Cobel has a different method in mind. After all, as the department head, Mark needs to be able to handle the consequences of his and his team's actions.
-
think it's gonna be a long, long time ('til touchdown brings me 'round again) by handsofink
Fandoms: Wolf 359 (Radio)
11 Jan 2025
Tags
Summary
He doesn’t tell her the hug hurts.
He doesn’t tell her how his muscles screamed at the sudden, strong pressure, how his lungs ached, nor how he went lightheaded for a split second. No, he doesn’t tell Minkowski any of that.
Besides, the hug had been nice.
Eiffel didn’t tell his crew a lot of things.
___
The aftermath of Doug's own space adventure. He's doing alright, all things considered. He got back in one piece and only got a little freezerburn on his extremities. He's ready to get back in the saddle and do his job!
If only his crew would get that through their heads.
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Whumptober 2023 Day 17: Collar/Touch Aversion/Leave me alone
Mob shakes his head slightly, a little jerk of his chin and his hair ruffles with the movement. The pencil in his hand flips as he fiddles with it, and Reigen tries to catch sight of his eyes, but Mob won’t look at him and keeps his eyes pointed to the floor like he’s trying to purposely avoid his gaze. “No, master,” he says blankly. “Easy day.”
Reigen purses his lips, and gives a wave of his hand. “Ah, must be nice. Lots of calls today.”
Mob stiffens. It’s such a docile, slight movement that Reigen wouldn’t never noticed if he wasn’t watching him out of the corner of his eye. He can only truly tell because the pencil in his hand stills, eraser up, and his feet plant on the floor instead of rocking at the heel. Concern, thick and choking, grips Reigens throat.
Or
A change in Mob’s behavior rattles Reigen, but he’s unsure of how to approach it because he doesn’t want Mob to feel he can’t be himself in the office. Still, peculiar changes loom, and it all comes to a head after a simple case.
Series
- Part 17 of AnotherInternetUser's 2023 Whumptober
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,095
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 6
- Kudos:
- 289
- Bookmarks:
- 35
- Hits:
- 1,966
Bookmarked by handsofink
09 Sep 2025
-
Starting to Blur by 19thpersonality
Fandoms: ダンジョン飯 | Dungeon Meshi | Delicious in Dungeon
18 Jul 2025
Tags
Summary
A pre-canon Touden party reaches the fourth floor for the first time. Laios knows about mermaids and that half-foot picklocks will hear them first, but he’s not so sure how to prevent said picklock from coming to harm. He and Falin do their best.
Bookmarked by handsofink
04 Sep 2025
-
Tags
Summary
When an Unsub picks up on the unexpected BAU family dynamics, specifically Reid’s place within them, he’s not afraid to use it to his advantage.
Reid thinks about how much he’s been granted despite his upbringing, and knows without a doubt that he’s willing to sacrifice everything to keep them safe. No matter what.
BAU is a precious family.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 13,821
- Chapters:
- 4/4
- Collections:
- 3
- Comments:
- 111
- Kudos:
- 4,350
- Bookmarks:
- 845
- Hits:
- 52,115
Bookmarked by handsofink
29 Aug 2025
-
Tags
Summary
John knew that, by now, he really, really should have developed a better way to communicate direction to Arthur.
‘Left’ and ‘right’ clearly did nothing. Perhaps he should have started saying the exact opposite of where they needed to go, since that was what Arthur always did. Might be best to cut it off at the head.
John swore that he would design a better solution for them… eventually.
Being on the run from gods and monsters for months gave him much more pressing and deadly issues to think about during the long (yet still too short) nights of rest. And now that they were somewhat stagnant, living in Noel's apartment and learning how to settle, the issue didn't seem pressing. Not when Noel had the advantage of a full body, and could lay a gentle hand on Arthur's shoulder to guide him through the city.
There was very little opportunity to remember the plan, almost no need to actually set it in motion to begin with. So John kept pushing it back. It just wasn't a problem.
Until it was.
Series
- Part 4 of Triptych
Bookmarked by handsofink
16 Aug 2025
-
Tags
Summary
"Sorry," Arthur apologizes again. "I… I don't know why I'm reacting so strongly." He exhales. He's still trembling.
"Do you think…" John pauses, searching for the words. "Do you think all the stress of… Our time together is only catching up to you now?"
Arthur tenses, good shoulder coming up to meet his ear, almost like he's trying to hide.
OR
Arthur dislocates his shoulder (again) and has a PTSD reaction, hurt comfort (for both of them) ensues.Bookmarked by handsofink
14 Aug 2025