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reyofgreenplaces · 5 years ago

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REYLO FIC RECS PART V

In the year of our lords, Adam Driver and Rian Johnson, I am coming out with probably my longest and most comprehensive reylo fanfic rec list to date (about a hundred more under the break ;). Each fic has been read by yours truly, sorted into three parts as per usual under au's, in- universe, and completed. Each will be accompanied by the title, author(s), chapter count, and a short synopsis and notes. This fic list is only the start of a more ambitious project I'm working on that will further filter my fanfic lists to more specific types: long fanfics, genre fanfics (angsty, mystery, funny, fluffy, etc.), one-shots, and many more! So I hope you enjoy this one with many new additions and some familiar faces and keep an eye out for my new lists coming out soon!

(These are pretty much all explicit fics, cuz I’m a thirsty B)

In-Universe:

Forbidden: koderenn (24/?)

Canon Divergence/Senator Ben/Jedi Rey/Forbidden Relationship, very angsty

A balance of chaos: JaneofJakku (20/?)

Post TLJ/Enemies to Friends to lovers

Reset to Default: selunchen (17/28)

Canon Divergence/ Suspicious Prince Ben/ Angry Jedi Rey

The Tether: ClasseySpanks (30/40)

Post TLJ/Enemies to Friends to Lovers

Allegiance: Have_A_Biscuit (26/30)

Canon Divergence/King of Alderaan Ben/Jedi Rey

The Beauty of a Secret: caisha (15/?)

Canon Divergence/Jedi Ben & Rey/Heavy Smut/Heavy Angst

The Girl From Nowhere: SouthSideStory (6/?)

Post TLJ/Conflicted Rey/Big Asshole Ben/Heavy Angst

Footnotes: Camucia (20/22)

Post TLJ/Rey finds Ben’s bad poetry

The Bond that Ties Us: moontear (120/?)

Post TLJ/super long fic

Alternate Universe:

In Living Memory: SpaceWaffleHouseTM (30/32)

Immortal Ben & Rey/ Enemies to Friends to Lovers over centuries AU

Believe it or not: P_dunton (4/?)

Soulmate/Miscommunication/Heavy angst AU

Glory's Fray: avidvampirehunter (53/75)

Gladiator/servant AU

Ashfall: SpaceWaffleHouseTM (6/14)

Rival geologists/Forced together for science AU

Lie to me: ssalemghostss (18/?)

Rival Gang town AU, angsty

Mint to be: fettuccine_alfreylo (4/?)

Reylogan Sugar Daddy AU, very fluffy and sexy

Give me time: TheAfterglow (11/?)

Wedding singer AU

Her Killing Moon: Angelic_Hellraiser (21/23)

Vampire/werewolf war AU

Need a big God (big enough to fill you up): jedihbic, sapphiresunset, thumosren (8/?)

Sugar daddy AU

Where we left off: coffeeandcigarettesplease (8/10)

Young Rey has a crush on Ben, Ben goes off to war, comes back and feelings are felt.

Dear Mr. President: crossingwinter (2/15)

Soulmate/Political Life AU

Mating Systems, Reproductive Success, and Sexual Selection in Secretive Species: A Case Study of the Wild Ahch-to Omega: NewerConstellations (17/20)

ABO/Scientist Ben/Wild Omega Rey

The Witch in the Wood: HarpiaHarpyja, Inmyownidiom (13/18)

Knight Ben/ Witch Rey

What's Your Damage: Enterprisingly (5/22)

Dungeons & Dragons Roleplaying AU

Matchmaker, Matchmaker: meeda (8/10)

Matchmaker Rey/ Divorce Lawyer Ben AU

Queen of Alderaan: bunilicious (5/10)

Queen Rey/Usurper Ben AU

Fixer Upper: MyJediLife (3/?)

Southern single lady Rey/ House contractor Ben AU

Landscape with a blur of conquerors: diasterisms (63/65)

Post TLJ/arranged marriage AU

When these moon met the sun in the sky: RebelRebel (16/20)

Feudal Japan fantasy; childhood sweethearts/separated, emperor/samurai AU

Refuse Me: Autonomee (4/?)

ABO/ Private School/ Hidden Identity AU

A Spy’s Game: InfiniteBlackRose (30/?)

American Revolution/Opposite Sides AU

Dystopia: Cosmogonika (25/?)

Cyberpunk/Blade Runner AU

Find my nest of salt, everything’s my fault: Like_A_Dove (15/?)

POV from Ben of We Could Plant a House

The Sun Never Sets: asfragileasasword (7/?)

Professor/Student AU

You Should See Me in Crown: 3todream3 (5/8)

ABO King Ben/Handmaiden Rey, angsty

Aegis (In This World or Any Other): Lucidlucy (15/30)

Hades/Persephone AU

Land’s End: Hagen (3/?)

Part Two for Salt in the Blood Series

Shift the Tide: AdriannaXVI (3/?)

Shapeshifter AU

Let’s Get Together: KyloTrashForever, ohwise1ne (4/8)

ABO/Camp Counselors AU

All the Money in the World: HerSistersKeeper (17/?)

Rich Bitch Rey/ Rich Bitch Disaster Ben

Say it With Sugar: fettuccine_alfreylo (18/20)

Chocolate shop/mental health and anxiety AU

Silver and Shade: midnightbluefox (6/?)

Soft Demon Ben/Investigator Rey

Genesis: Eris97 (8/?)

Zombie apocalypse/last people on earth AU

Redwood Specters: Ria84 (10/14)

Haunted mansion AU, fluffy and spooky

The Hand that Feeds: persimonne (9/?)

Ancient vampire Ben/Victorian historian Rey

I’ll be Seeing You: tomorrowthestars (22/?)

1940′s young Rey and Ben AU

The Good Fortune of the Skywalker Family: MissBliss12 (5/18)

Violent Meet Cute/Crazy family AU

The Moon Child: MotherofPorgs (6/?)

Werewolf/PNW AU

The Strange Case of Dr.Solo and Mr. Ren: fear_of_being_written, NewerConstellations (12/20)

Dr.Jekll and Mr. Hyde Au

The Layover: Hydra_bitch_please01 (18/?)

Flight Attendant Rey/Mystery Wealthy Man Ben

Completed:

Cupcake Wars: crossingwinter (8/8)

Rival Cupcake shops AU

Leave Nothing Unsaid: theselittlethings (1/1)

Post TLJ oneshot/secret tryst

You should see the things we do: Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) (3/3)

Roommates/Enemies to Friends to Lovers AU

Sweet Rey: bunilicious (7/7)

Very soft warrior Ben/very sweet maid Rey historical AU

An Unexpected Vacation: tigbit (10/10)

ABO medical study AU

Demon’s Possession: DragonWhiskers (13/13)

Demon Ben/Sacrifice Rey AU

Higher Ground: KathKnight, Seraphprotocol (31/31)

Post TLJ/ Disaster Kylo Ren/Angry Rey

Delicate Matters: KyloTrashForever (5/5)

Shy Ben/ Awkward Meet Cute with Underwear, very fluffy

the surface of last scattering: diasterisms (2/2)

End of the World AU

A Poetic Match: commandercrouton (2/2)

Professor/student AU

Your Eyes (Are Holding Up the Sky): elemie89 (5/5)

Highschool athlete Ben/tutor Rey AU

Just A Sandwich: walkingsaladshooter (1/1)

Hook up with feelings AU

The Lady and the Monster: 3todream3 (21/21)

Rival colleagues AU

the world shifts (and I am better here): lachesisgrimm (olga_theodora) (32/32)

fairytale/sleeping curse AU

Witch’s Moon: Dragonwhiskers (12/12)

Witch Rey/Witch Hunter Ben AU

Steal Away With Me: Erulisse17 (18/18)

Thief Rey/Investigator Ben AU

I Caught Fire: KyloTrashForever (9/9)

Emo Highschool students/Misunderstanding AU

welcome to my cage, little lover: KyloTrashForever (8/8)

ABO warlord Kylo Ren/servant Rey

I move the Stars for No One: SageMcMae (13/13)

Post TLJ/ Labyrinth-esque

fourth part whole: trailingviolets (2/2)

Cyborg Kylo/mechanic Rey AU

Salt in the Blood: Hagen (52/52)

Kelpy monster Kylo/village girl Rey historical AU

Dust to Dust: KyloTrashForever (10/10)

Victorian Priest Ben/ Lady Rey AU

The Trail Bride: SecretReyloTrash (BadOldWest) (46/46)

Oregon Trail AU, angsty

A Scandalous Match: Musickat18 (18/18)

Victorian arranged marriage AU

Satisfied: commandercrouton (11/11)

My best friends wedding AU

At the Stroke of Midnight: bunilicious (4/4)

Cinderella AU

They Don’t Have a Word for What We Are: andabatae (69/69)

Post TLJ/ mutual pining

Wolf at the Door: Shadowlass (4/4)

Red Riding Hood AU

Imprints: KyloTrashForever (22/22)

ABO/ reuniting AU

Looking for Raid: Polkadotdotdot (16/16)

Gaming online friends/ office rivals AU

the shore, so far away: neonheartbeat (23/23)

Titanic AU

long way home (nonstop to takodana): the-reylo-void (Anysia) (2/2)

Reuniting after breakup AU

lay then the axe to the root: sciosophia (1/1)

Duke/governess AU

Parallel lines: nite0wl29 (22/22)

Teacher/student with horses AU

Rules of Engagement for Sinners and Saints: Black_Eyed_Suzannah_Q (21/21)

Western Homesteader Rey/Outlaw Kylo Ren AU

Sun, Sand, and Stone: Black_Eyed_Suzannah_Q (21/21)

Post-Apocalypse Mad Max AU

So long, my adversary: Like_A_Dove (3/3)

Snowed in coworkers who hate each other AU

Heather and Honey: Polkadotdotdot (9/9)

Corporate lawyer Ben/Irish Brewer Rey, fluffy AU

Don’t feed the bears: Ria84 (22/22)

Canadian mounties AU

Effloresce: lovelydarkanddeep (16/16)

Flowershop/tattoo parlor AU

Tattooed Heart: KyloTrashForever (16/16)

Destination Wedding/Bridesmaid/BestMan AU

Songs of Innocence, Songs of Wisdom: Cosmogonika (36/36)

Post TLJ/fate

Coming Home: inexorablydrawn (14/14)

Highschool reunion AU

Snow Sparkles Like Stars: raptorginger (9/9)

Stranded in snow/Christmas AU

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oceanmastertrash · 6 years ago

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the tides know our names- 14/?

Summary: After losing the throne to his brother Orm is working with Arthur to try to help Atlantis move forward. A few months after this Elara, part of an ancient order of prescient Atlanteans known as Tidewatchers, has a vision of Orm’s death. Predicting and reading the future through the tides of fate has never been easy but Elara is in for the challenge of a lifetime working with her former king to save his life.

Part: 14/?

Word Count: 4,057

Warnings: action and violence

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“I still don’t like this,” He finally sighed, returning her gaze once more. “But I’ll trust you to get us out of this.”

Elara did her best to hide her surprise and gratitude. She could tell this was not an easy feat for him and she wanted so very much to make sure he knew she didn’t take this for granted. She wanted nothing more than to bask in this moment, in this very high compliment of his trust but there wasn’t time for that.

She couldn’t help but smile only a little at him as she did her best to move forward with their discussion, “Okay, so we’re reasonably sure that he’s after you, but since we’re not sure how he’s tracking us, we’ve got to come up with some sort of way to lure him to where we want him to go.”

“You’re suggesting one of us lead him away and the other be waiting to attack him?” He clarified. If he was going to go along with this ludicrous proposal he wanted to be sure they did it right.

“Exactly. But I could use your help fine-tuning it, you’re better at this sort of strategizing than I am.”

She was flattering him and he knew it, no doubt trying to soften the blow of him agreeing to her idea or perhaps thank him for trusting her. And while what she said was true, she wasn’t exactly useless in such strategizing. With her knack for patterns and predictions she had skill all her own.

He leaned forward, shooting her an almost teasing look, “Let me guess, you think you should be the one to lead him to the ambush?”

She cocked an eyebrow at him, “Yes, because it would be foolish to have the injured tidewatcher be the one attacking instead of the seasoned warrior.”

He just barely kept an eye roll contained. She was laying it on thick but he didn’t mind as much as he should.

“Alright, I think the key here is both to distract and mislead him enough so he doesn’t notice it’s just you he’s tracking while finding a more advantageous spot for an ambush of our own. Think you can sense that from here?”

She cocked her head, “That’s not the traditional use of the tides but it’s worth a shot.”

She closed her eyes and Orm couldn’t help but stare at her, trying not to second guess his decision to trust her. He wanted her to be right and wanted this to work out but he didn’t want her to get hurt even worse. She was one of the strongest and smartest people he knew but there are somethings that just came down to chance and chance could never be trusted.

Elara looked to him again, “I think I’ve got something.”

The cave system led out to series of cliffs and winding paths down to shore. If Elara could get back above the cave system onto the forest floor proper, she could stand a better chance at attracting the attention of the tracker. Meanwhile, Orm could continue through the caves to the cliffs and attack the man from there. Orm also comforted himself that if he heard any explosions or signs of a fight from up above he could climb out of the caves and come to Elara’s aid. It wasn’t a perfect plan but it would have to do.

They found a smaller section of cave ahead of them where the roof was much lower and there were ledges that Elara could could ascend to get up above. Wariness was seeping through Orm as he ran through the plan in his mind again, looking for any way to better guarantee success but he knew they’d already done the best they could. All that was left was to act before they lost their window for surprise.

Orm just couldn’t shake this sense of dread at them splitting up. While it wasn’t especially productive, he felt responsible for her and could only assume that it was a hold over from being king. As king, he’d been responsible for the safety and well being of a whole kingdom but since his flight from Atlantis, his purview of citizenry had been reduced to a kingdom of one. Travelling with Elara was nothing like ruling a kingdom and he would be a fool to try to command let alone rule someone like Elara, but that compulsion to protect had not gone away. Right now, that impulse was especially strong considering she was only up here in harm’s way on his behalf.

He knew that this was their best shot at getting out of this scrape but he wasn’t sure what he would do if something serious happened to her when he wasn’t there to watch her back. As a ruler and a warrior, he’d always prided himself for his ability to distance himself from his emotions to make the hard calls. And yet, doing the same now was harder than it should be.

Elara, meanwhile, was rechecking her bandages which Orm had expertly dressed, and feeling out their path and plan in the tides for any last minute adjustments. She was confident in her decision and in her plan but the execution of it was still daunting. She and Orm had left behind their people when they’d left Atlantis, and something in Elara resisted the idea of splitting from Orm. It felt like once they separated, she’d be truly alone. Elara had to take a breath to steady herself. She had to believe in herself, in Orm, and in the tides to see them through.

She looked to Orm now, trying not to overthink things. He met her gaze calmly and gave her a small nod, as if to reinforce his trust in her. He trusted her enough to believe they could get through this. It was a small thing, but it helped. It made her feel like, even if they were not going through this next bit of their journey together, he was with her in this struggle.

“Give me a boost?” She asked him, tilting her head up to the hole in the roof. There was no point in asking if he was ready, they had to be.

He knelt down, making a cradle with his hands to give her a step up. She put her foot in place and then grabbed onto his shoulders to leverage herself up, she then very slowly, careful of her injured side, stepped from his hands to the next ledge up. Once his hands were free, he extended one against the small of her back to keep her from tilting back while he held the other out in case she started to tip.

Cautiously she climbed the small rocky outcropping until she stood on the forest floor, looking down to see Orm down below. She wanted to tell him to be safe but worried he might find it condescending, instead she just raised a hand in farewell and said, “See you soon.”

He nodded, swallowing down anything else he might say and simply repeated her, making it sound more like a promise. “See you soon.”

Elara gazed down at him for another few seconds before straightening her back and turning away from the hole to begin her trek to the ambush spot. They needed to be quick about things now.

Following suit, he turned to follow his own path in the tunnels, careful to make as little noise as possible, finding small comfort in hearing the rustling of leaves and the snapping of twigs as Elara made her own way up above. For the first part of the journey, he could walk roughly parallel to her and could hear if anything went wrong but in some places the tunnels veered away and deeper under the surface.

Orm could still see because he was used to seeing in the depths of the ocean, but he didn’t linger long enough to make any comparisons between the two. He was swift and efficient, prioritizing speed over everything else. This risky plan would only work if he either kept pace with Elara up above or beat her to the rendezvous point. His tactical mind was always planning several steps ahead and prone to envisioning the worst so that he could plan around it but he was very careful to keep those possibilities out of his mind’s eye.

He couldn’t properly strategize what he would do if he was too late but it wasn’t something he could wrap his head around and still be productive. Following his earlier advice to Elara, he just focused on his breathing as he navigated the winding path she’d laid out for him. He’d worry later.

Elara, meanwhile, was having perhaps more difficulty with her path through the constantly changing and rocky terrain due to her side constantly hitching and stinging with the exertion. The one benefit to their plan was that she didn’t have to worry about how much noise she made. In fact, it was best if she attracted some attention.

The tides gave no indication of pursuit but they had a different energy than she’d felt throughout the rest of the day. Earlier all she’d been able to feel was an angry, uncomfortable buzzing. The tides had been oppressive and intent on making her aware of the threat, but now, while they still hummed and remained taut with the presence of the hunter, it felt less threatening. And that, abstract as it may be, enforced to her that she’d made the right call with this plan. The swells of the tide felt more manageable and it made her feel like they could get through this.

As their paths diverged she found herself latching onto Orm’s tides as she felt him on his own path. She tried to tell herself it was just a precaution but there were nerves there that were hard for her to name.

If this had been a week ago when they’d first come to the surface, she might have expected him to make a beeline for the ocean and return to Atlantis, but she didn’t fear that from him now. He seemed to show real concern and even at times, a deference for her gifts. She liked to imagine that he might care for her but even if that wasn’t the case, he was smart enough not to try to go his own way in this situation, especially considering how against the idea of splitting up he had been. No, they would find each other again.

Even as she thought this, she felt the tight thread of their attacker pulse with his approach. She quickened her pace, it would not do for him to catch up before she was at the appropriate point. Orm seemed to be right on track, but she had to speed up.

Elara’s main concern was that she could sense the approach of the attacker but she couldn’t be completely sure if he was following her or Orm and it was difficult to narrow in on that particular pattern while maintaining her current speed. She let everything go except focusing on putting one foot in front of the other and the tides around her. In this focused manner she could feel the intent of their pursuer and tried to use that to hone in on their location. This, again, wasn’t the traditional use of the tides but sort of a variant of the battle tides Zult had taught her.

And there, there he was, following her progress and closing in. The tides showed that the man had caught her trail would probably catch up with her in less than five minutes. But that was too soon! She didn’t think she’d get to the cliffside rendezvous point for another ten minutes. She dropped the thread of the tides and put all of her efforts into increasing speed. If she could just get their faster, maybe Orm would hear the commotion if she was attacked.

With this in mind, feeling the tension getting tighter around her, she thought of one other option though it was a long shot. Tidewatchers could communicate by mentally manipulating the tides around them and sending images or feelings to other Tidewatchers. If this had been A’bree or Calysa, she wouldn’t have hesitated but she wasn’t sure if Orm would even feel it or know what it meant if she tried to send him a message the same way. Back when she was a novice and first instructed in this way, it had felt exceptionally foreign and hard to pick up in the beginning. It was a skill that had to be honed meticulously through extended awareness in the tides and how their patterns naturally flowed.

Only because they’d had such a heightened awareness and prolonged exposure to each other did Elara even think it stood half a chance. She kept it simple, focusing more on emotions like urgency and danger and then wrapped them around the image of where she saw the attacker catching up with her and then sent them down the tides to Orm. She kept up that routine while running until her side ached. Her injury begged her to slow down but she had to give herself every chance she could for this to work.

She’d been at this grueling pace for a few minutes when she heard the crashing behind her and knew she was almost out of time. She scanned the forest around her for any coverage she could find. The terrain had become hilly and pocked with boulders in places where the tunnel system met the forest floor. She couldn’t hope to make it to the original ambush spot but she could at least make herself less of an easy target. Ducking behind the boulders, she pulled her knives from her boots and strategized.

She covered what distance she could, trying to stay out of view while constantly sending her message along the tides to Orm. The crunching of the underbrush grew louder until she no longer felt like she could risk leaving the cover of the trees and rock formation she was leaning against. Like it or not, this was gonna be where she had to make the most of things. About 12 feet ahead of her was a sudden opening to the caves beneath which would be her goal for her plan. It was a bit of a drop, about 20 feet so she had a reasonable chance of injuring or delaying him if she could throw him in there.

A slight rustle on the other side of her cover told Elara her time was almost up. She focused on her location and her connection to Orm, this time sending the word “hurry” down the line and prayed he could interpret what she’d sent. She adjusted her grip on her blades and tensed for the fight. Then he was there, a man all in black, passing right beside her with his large, unwieldy cannon, his eyes fixed ahead, searching for her. She did not wait.

Elara leapt for the man, and used her one chance at surprise to rip the cannon from him and toss it as far as she could behind them. Then she swung a dagger with her other hand. She may have stripped him of his weapon but he was far from helpless and blocked her knife easily enough.

She tried again with the other blade and managed to graze his arm before he knocked her back. She stumbled against the rock she’d hid behind but was quick to launch herself off it, aiming to move them closer to the hole.

The shock wearing off, and showing anger at the wound, the man switched to the offensive. It was only through the tides that she was able to keep up with him. She wasn’t especially short but he had several inches on her and with her exhaustion, she could feel the disadvantage more. She’d been trained to use her size to an advantage against large adversaries and she would be using every trick in the book she had. At least he wasn’t so very large. While tall, he was lean, but also built and knew how to fight.

He was quick to catch one of her knives mid-strike and wrest it from her. She allowed him to push her back by several feet because it took them closer to the pit. She tried to keep aware of the small hole behind her, lest she fall in it herself, but it was all she could do to keep up with him. She was worn out already from her hurried trek here and her side burned with each strike and dodge. If the man was tired from his pursuit of them at all, he didn’t show it. His blows were relentless and while she avoided several, he still got in several good hits.

He swung with her knife to her right and while she was able to block it, he surprised her with a sucker punch to the left, hitting her right where the splinter had struck. Air gusted out of her and she couldn’t help her wince of pain.

She didn’t know if he’d known about her injury before but from the way his eyes lit up as he saw blood begin to seep through the bandage, he certainly did now. In any other situation she would have sighed. She didn’t need to be a tidewatcher to know this was going to hurt.

He was a skilled fighter and his strength and size were enough to nearly overwhelm her. She tried her best to protect her side but he still got in another good punch. Her only consolation was they were getting closer to the cave opening but with each strike dealt and dodged, she began to worry she wouldn’t have the strength to get him down there without falling in herself.

They were probably 5 feet from the hole when, while attempting to dodge a vicious kick from the man, Elara stepped back only to lose her footing on the uneven terrain and fall to the ground, sending the knife she had left, flying from her grip. The man made for her with his blade so Elara made a quick roll out of the way, dislodging rocks around her. One rock skittered and fell straight in the hole.

His eyes followed the movement and seemed to finally notice the pit, his eyes narrowed and then fell on Elara with vicious anger as he seemed to grasp her plan. He brought his foot up as if to stomp on her and she clenched her fists and held her bent arms in front of her and, grunting, shoved his foot back with the backs of her forearms.

The action temporarily threw him off balance enough for her to scramble to the side, sitting up from where she’d fallen. She made to sweep his legs out from under him to bring him to her level. He barely sidestepped her kick but was knocked a bit closer to the pit with the move. Before she could try again, he dove for her again with her knife. Using her angle to her advantage, she struck him in the wrist from below and he lost his grip on the knife, sending it up and out of reach. It was too far to be of use to either of them now but at least she’d managed to keep him from using it. They were hardly evenly matched as they were but it helped to tilt the scales just a little bit more in her favor.

Barely deterred by the loss of the dagger, her then brought his arm down on her shoulder. She barely managed to remain sitting but was too distracted by the pain to search the tides for his next move. He continued his lunge with both his hands extended. Before she could block, his hands were around her neck. Her hands scrambled at his, but could find no purchase against his gloves.

“Where is he?” the man finally spoke, grunting as he held her.

Some distant part of her brain commented on the stupidity of starting an interrogation while choking her, but the majority of her was focused more on staying alive.

She made no effort to answer him. Even if she did have full use of her respiratory system, she wouldn’t breathe a word about where Orm was to this brute.

His grip was of steel as she choked and gasped against his grip. She then made to claw at his face, but he was too tall and his arms too long for her to reach his eyes. Finally, her vision beginning to swim, she brought her knee up as hard as she could against his groin.

Finally, he faltered, wincing. It was enough for her use her other leg to kick one of his legs loose, knocking him to the ground beside her. Elara barely had time to catch her breath as the attacker fell. Winded and aching as she was, Elara held no illusion that she could knock him into the cave at this point, she just had to get away from him.

She turned over, crawling blindly forward before trying to stand. The man recovered quickly however and grabbed hold of her ankle, dragging her back down.

She tried to kick back behind her but he avoided it quickly enough and was soon upon her, shoving her onto her back roughly. And then he was on top of her, one arm crossed across her shoulders to keep her down and his knees restraining her legs, lest she try kicking again.

Her hands scrambled at his arm as he brought his free hand down on her injured side. She yelled in pain.

“Where is he?” The man repeated.

She responded by trying to punch him before he moved to hold both her hands down.

“Where is Aquaman?” he shouted, clearly frustrated.

That made Elara pause in confusion, croaking out, “Wait, what?”

The attacker never got a chance to elaborate as he was suddenly thrown off of her. And there was Orm, punching him squarely in the face.The man made to sucker punch Orm in the gut but Orm dodged it with ease. Elara’s sense of the tides was lessened by her weakened state but she could have sworn she detected a storm of rage radiating off of Orm.

Through a combination of fatigue from his bout with Elara and Orm’s strength of battle prowess, the attacker’s reactions were more sluggish, barely blocking or landing any hits against Orm. He leaned back, looking like he was winding up for a strike but Orm beat him to the literal punch, landing a hit right in the man’s face.

Blood blossomed from the man’s nose and before he could recover, Orm hit him hard in the stomach, effectively winding him before landing another face punch. Elara could see the exact moment consciousness left the man, a second before he swayed and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Careful of her injuries, she sat up and just stared at Orm, some emotion she couldn’t name filling her. He turned slowly to look down at her, holding out a hand to help her up.

Taking his hand, she couldn’t stop her voice from cracking, both from feeling and pain as she said, “You came.”

He pulled her up swiftly and surely, the motion only straining her side slightly. Once standing, she didn’t think, she just stepped forward and hugged Orm. He tensed immediately in surprise but, as her arms wrapped around him, she could feel it as he relaxed into her before, hesitantly, he brought his arms up to return the embrace.

She wanted to ask if he’d heard her through the tides, wanted to say how scared she’d been, but instead she just whispered against his shoulder, “Thank you”

He tightened his hold on her just slightly as he said, “You’re welcome.”

Author’s Note: So sorry this one took so long. I’m so bad at writing fight scenes so it was a struggle. Logistics are hard y’all. Anyway, many thanks and hugs if you’ve made it this far on this journey. Comments are love!

#king orm x oc #orm x oc #orm marius x oc #king orm #orm marius #tidewatcher fic #the tides know our names #oceanmastertrash

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