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ladyaj-13 · 3 years ago

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September Fic Appreciation

Another 28th appreciation post that, uh, reveals how much of my free time I spend reading fic... (so under a cut, because it's super long again. Lots of polyamory/rare pairs this month and a fair wodge of Larry too!). If I missed any tumblr people tags let me know.

Stylinshaw

The Only Thing That Keeps Me Grounded - lululawrence - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @lululawrence – 27k, NR – American AU, established Tomlinshaw then adding Harry. I love love love this pairing and this fic. Swing dancing! Costume parties! Falling asleep on each other!

Lilourry

more than you bargained for (but everything you’ll ever need) - words_unravel - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] - 27k, M – AU, established Lirry with pregnant H, Nanny!Lou. It's cute and kidfic, but also there's genuine feeling there, and angst coming from the difficulty of turning an established happy relationship into something new. Great.

No Such Thing As Second Choices - slashter - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @slashter – 30k, E – AU, Camboys!Larry. Again, great use of angst in this one but also great use of fanfic tropes because of course Liam's favourite stars of the screen move in next door, cue AWKWARDNESS, lovely

Love You Like I Should - MissLii - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @liamismymuffin – 50k, E – soulmates AU, dreamsharing. I feel like I'm repeating myself but honestly, the angst in this one! So so so good!

Nick/Louis/Elgar

Tell Me It’s The Strongest Shape - YesIsAWorld - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @louandhazaf – 73k, E – half-AU in that Nick/Elgar are fairly close to their real life but there's no 1D, modelling, famous/not famous. My notes for this were just one word: nuanced. It was very well crafted and I thoroughly enjoyed delving into this world - I didn't know who Elgar was before I read it, but it didn't matter at all. If you're into poly definitely give this a go.

Lilo

Only Hate The Road When You're Missing Home - sunsetmog - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @magicalrocketships – 49k, M – Popstar Liam and student Louis AU, exes, secret marriage. if you read this whole list you will see I have deep-dived into re-reads of sunsetmog's entire back catalogue and that's because they're all excellent...

Marcel/Louis

(do they have a ship name? Mouis? I crack myself up)

You Left all your Dreams on the Threshing Floor - LadyLondonderry - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @londonfoginacup – 27k, M – YESS! I loved it. Pigeons. Nouis friendship. Drama that had me on the edge of my seat. Super cute fluff and some really lovely phrases, I was pulling out sentences to quote back in my review like it was going out of style.

Gen

The Youth Branch of Magical and Fairy Tale Creatures and Beings Anonymous (Volume One) - sunsetmog - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @magicalrocketships – 5k, M – Cinderella!Liam is amazing. Also featuring Loki!Lou, PrinceCharming!Zayn, Werewolf!Niall and Veela!Harry, this fic is wonderful and weird and perfect.

Putting it in! - 4ureyesonly28, BringMeADream, foreverfanficaddict - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @evilovesyou @foreverfanficaddict @whatagreatproblemtohave – 3k, T – Includes Larry but it's background to the Niall/Golf, so I'm putting it in my gen category. The golf innuendo is utterly sublime. I was literally laughing out loud, it's a good thing I live alone.

Larry

Moon Dances Over - LadyLondonderry - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @londonfoginacup – 2k, G – merpeople, alpha/beta/omega dynamics. This was so inventive, and formed into such a lovely bitesize package.

picking up the pieces - falsegoodnight - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @falsegoodnight – 37k, E – AU, alpha/beta/omega dynamics, touch starvation, nesting, Zouis friendship. I'm always here for touch starvation fics, SOMEONE JUST GIVE THEM A CUDDLE, ahem. It's really good.

Welcome to The Traphouse: The Introduction - jaerie - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @jaerie – 2k, G (but later instalment ratings rise). Such a good series! I zoomed through it. I never watch these kinds of Youtubers and now I kind of want to, but I know I'm going to be disappointed because they're not Louis, Harry, et. al., and their adventures are not this fic.

I'll Be There - allwaswell16 - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @allwaswell16 – 5k, E – Sick!Louis milking it so H will take care of him, uni AU, enemies to lovers. I can totally see canon Louis acting like this, haha. Lovely bit of care taking.

That Sounds Fake But Okay - dancingontheceiling - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] – 112k, E – fake relationship, so many delicious misunderstandings, a great supporting cast and a really sweet, understated final scene. Could I have loved it more? I don't think so.

Up For It - jacaranda_bloom - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]@jacaranda-bloom – 18k, E – secret relationship, ot5, holidays. There's a lot of sneaking around and obliviousness in this, which I adore, wonderful.

We are the same, you run in my veins - 28sunflowers - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @vintageumbroshirt – 4k, G – alpha/alpha, packs. Really cute, this is a lovely coffee break fic.

The Brightest Lights - Rearviewdreamer - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] – 70k, M – age difference, actor AU, utter stressball!Lou. So cute, so fluffy, I couldn't stop smiling all through the last chapter.

We Both Got Nothing to Hide - lovelarry10 - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] – 43k, E - alpha/beta/omega dynamics, nesting. This is a reread, I LOVE the snappy embarrassed Louis stealing H's clothes and thinkshe'spossiblylosinghismemory!Harry with ever-diminishing wardrobe options. And mutual pining, of course.

Baby Steal My Heart Away - Snowy38 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]– 61k, E - Louis' left with his brother's baby, Nanny!H. Ugh, get me right in the kidfic feels why don't you. Accidental baby acquisition that turns into real found family (literally).

Slow Hands (Slow Days) - LadyLondonderry - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @londonfoginacup – 9k, T – James Herriot AU, oh my days. The pigs, the lack of cows, Liam the wunderkid vet beloved by all, and Harry, the only farmer who doesn't distrust new vet Louis on sight. I loved it.

Emperor's New Clothes - sunsetmog - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]@magicalrocketships – 92k, E – exes, secret relationship, famous/non-famous. This fic. I read it five months ago and I just read it again and it makes me cry, and then sort my life out. After reading it I finally booked my car into the garage to fix a fault, washed my shower curtain and dealt with an email that had been haunting me literally since May. I should read it weekly, I might actually get on top of my life.

Baby, Come Light Me Up - dinosaursmate - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @dinosaursmate – 50k, E - L/OMC, psychological abuse, cheating (not between HL). This felt realistic – a shitty boyfriend OMC who never became a cartoon villain, a slow rebuild of sense of self, and a considered understanding of where a new relationship can fit into that. Wonderful.

Harry Styles Cooks... - sunsetmog - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @magicalrocketships – 61k, E – famous/non-famous, baker!Harry. A WIP, but I've read it twice and where it stops you can kind of take as an ending, so don't worry about reading it incomplete (although if they ever add more, I will combust with glee). I love this. It makes me want to buy ridiculous novelty-printed mugs (I can't quite stretch to a shower curtain), drink even more tea than I usually do, and bake cupcakes. They're both such AWKWARD DORKS.

Counterbalance - YesIsAWorld - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @louandhazaf – 44k, E – ballet, motorbikes, enemies to lovers, side Ziam. I don't think you need me to tell you to read this. Loved it.

Lies & Liability - 4ureyesonly28 - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @evilovesyou – 34k, M - alpha/beta/omega dynamics, regency AU, fake relationship. I loved Gemma, I loved the pining, I loved it all.

One More Taste of Your Lips - Canadianlarrie (canadianlarrie), MsHydeStylinson - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]@mizzhydes @canadianlarrie – 80k, E – future canon, band reunion. There's this one scene with trust exercises and Harry (blindfolded) recognising Louis by caressing his cheekbones, and I just had to take a minute. The emotion and hesitancy and yet inevitability built into every layer of this is gorgeous. Love the art too.

We've got nothing to lose - iwontseecadyagain - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] – 12k, NR – olympics AU, side Ziam. Super cute and summery and my God, 2012 feels like a world away now. Nearly a decade :O

Freeway of Love (In a Pink Cadillac) - MsHydeStylinson - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @mizzhydes – 33k, E – sugar daddy AU. Such holiday vibes, who's with me for a trip to Florida? This is a lot of fun.

Always a Bridesmaid - kingsofeverything - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own] @kingsofeverything – 29k, E – age difference, weddings, sneaking around. What a way to end the month, I enjoyed this fic a stupid amount.

#28th appreciation #fic rec!#one direction fanfiction #1d

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ordinaryschmuck · 4 years ago

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What I Thought About "Eda's Requiem" from The Owl House

Salutations, random people on the internet who certainly won’t read this! I am an Ordinary Schmuck. I write stories and reviews and draw comics and cartoons.

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...HOW IS SEASON TWO SO GOOD?! WE'VE HAD SEVEN EPISODES SO FAR, AND EACH ONE OF THEM WAS A HIT!

Take "Eda's Requiem," for example. It's yet another episode where I have NOTHING bad to say about it! That's two weeks in a row where that happened! HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?!

HOW!

...But anyways, "Eda's Requiem." It's another fantastic episode, and I'm about to dive into explaining how and why. Just keep in mind, it's gonna require spoilers to do so, so be wary of that as you keep reading.

Now, let's review, shall we?

WHAT I LIKED

Eda’s Checklist and Grom Photo: Within the first second, "Eda's Requiem" perfectly sets up Eda's central conflict in the episode. Despite spending years being on her own and looking after herself, she now has two kids that she's constantly caring over. Eda can try all she wants to say that she doesn't care, and I bet she has in the past. But given the hard work she's putting into getting King and Luz what they need and having a grom photo of the three of them together pinned in her mirror, it's pretty clear that those two knuckleheads wormed their way into her heart and are never getting out.

Eda’s Worried About King and Luz Leaving: And thus, that's precisely why something like this bothers her so much. Eda inadvertently adopted two rambunctious rapscallions (Yeah, I know. I'll get to it), so the idea of them not being around her anymore is going to be terrifying. That is a situation most parents, especially mothers, can identify with. It’s called empty nest syndrome and it proves just how much Eda loves Luz and King that she can't stand the thought of her babies leaving the nest. It's yet another well-made, wholesome, found-family moment that this series continues to excel at each week, making me extra excited for more like it to come...while also readying myself for heartbreak when one of them eventually does leave Eda.

Eda and Raine’s Music: Ok, I don't know the exact instruments that were played during this episode, but I also don't care because it was all (for lack of a better term) music to my ears. Every time Eda and Raine played resulted in melodies that are so beautiful and filled with so much emotion and feeling that I'm honestly tempted to listen to them again, multiple times, on repeat. Shows rarely do that for me, as background music doesn't always draw me in as much as lyrical songs do. Usually, it takes something so extraordinarily composed to give me the desire to listen again, and that's the case here. So huge congrats to Brad Breek for doing so. Seriously, the man's been killing it this season.

Eda’s Bard Magic Causing Things to Turn to Ash: This was assuredly a surprise side-effect of the curse. The fact that Eda can sort of do magic at all was its own shock. To then reveal that a specific type can do dangerous things to people and environments is...Well, it definitely brings up its own fair share of questions. Like, how can she do this? Will she do it again, one day? And are there other types of spells that can be negatively affected by Eda's curse? We don't get answers for any of these questions, and odds are, we never will. But that's alright with me. Because if a show makes me consider these many possibilities after a brief amount of time, it is a show that has to be doing something right. Even if I don't get the answers I want, the fact that it caused such a reaction makes me less willing to care.

Raine Whispers: Hey, would you look at that. Another fun, interesting, and compelling character added to the list of this shows' other fun, interesting, and compelling characters...how is this series so good at this!?

Joking aside, Raine's pretty good. I like Raine. They could have been this super serious leader who lost all their fun after years apart from Eda, but I'm glad that they're not. There are moments when Raine takes their job as leader of the BATs seriously, as one would, but I still prefer the fact that they kept a jovial nature despite how grim their situation is. It's an admirable trait to have, and it avoids the trope of making leader characters boring just because they're the ones who have to take things seriously.

Oh, and also, Raine's Disney's first non-binary character who has a stake in the plot. This is a tremendous deal, as you don't usually see that many non-binary characters in children's animation, let alone ones that hold importance to the story. So it's pretty cool for the writers to feature Raine, as it helps several kids feel as though they're finally seen and respected. And the fact that Disney of all companies gave the thumbs up is even more impressive. I hear people say that Dana Terrace should have pitched The Owl House to more progressive networks to avoid pushback, and while I absolutely see your point, I'll have to respectfully disagree. Disney is the largest entertainment industry of all time, so if you want to make LGBTQA+ representation normalized, you gotta stop making splashes and start making waves. Because if the same company that made three racist cats in the span of a few years manages to say that being gay is a-ok, then you know there's something wrong with you. Yes, Disney ended up screwing over the show anyway. But for that one moment, when kids felt pride after seeing a character like Raine, then, in the end, it's kind of worth it.

Also, if you're still having issues with more representation like this popping up in kids' shows, then allow me to redirect you to the complaint department.

...I made that post earlier today for this bit. YOU HAVE BETTER APPRECIATED IT!

Day of Unity is meant to be a Secret: At least, that's what I got when Raine stumbled over their own words. So if it's true, then I wonder why? Why does Belos want to keep the most critical change in the Boiling Isles a secret? Does he want to make it a surprise for his grateful subjects, or does he not want to spread worry and fear amongst the wild witches? It has to be something big if he doesn't want his followers to even say the words "Day of Unity." Whatever reason he has, we most likely won't know until the future. A future that I grow more and more afraid of each week.

Hooty Eating Echo Mouse: My heart sank in that brief moment when I thought that Hooty intensely screwed Luz over in getting back home. But looking back...it is pretty funny.

Just the suddenness of Hooty eating the poor creature that Luz desperately tried to earn its trust is priceless in how shocking it was. And also, Luz's expression.

That was the look of a young girl who immediately shoved her hand down an owl demon's throat the second the scene cut away. The Owl House may not always be a hit in the comedy department, but scenes like this prove that when it's funny, it is hilarious.

Luz and King Entering the Grand Prix: Not much to discuss here. It's just a cute subplot that adds frivolity to the intensity of what's going on through Eda and Raine's story. But I will say that I love how both stories occasionally interconnect with each other through the many moments of Eda being worried about King wanting to leave to find his father and avoiding any conversation about it. It helps both plotlines feel like they belong together, without being something like "Through the Looking Glass Ruins," whereas both stories could have been in their own episode. Which is neat.

How Bard Magic Works: I really love how this season is diving into how the other magic types work. More specifically, the ones that seem a little vague. I mean, stuff like healing, potions, and plants are easy to figure out, but what does it mean when a witch's talents are construction, beast keeping, and bard magic? We've been getting a lot of clearing up lately, with bard magic looking like a witch can control their environments and enemies through the power of music. Which is fair. Music is pretty powerful in the metaphorical sense, and I actually love that it's powerful in the literal sense when in the Boiling Isles.

The BATs: Not much to comment on these three either. The BATs have the potential to have an entertaining dynamic, but they do very little in this episode that I can't say much other than I hope they make a return in the future. But I will make this claim: Amber is my favorite. I'm sorry, but her screaming "You're not our mom!" to then go, "Bye, mommy Eda" is just too precious for me not to love.

I'm a simple man who falls for cute s**t. Leave me alone.

Raeda (RainexEda): Well, EdaxCamila, you were a fun crack ship while it lasted, but I'm afraid that this is now goodbye. The current canon has provided an incredibly adorable and believable relationship that I would be a monster not to support with my whole bi-heart. It's been real.

Ok, back in serious mode: I love these two together. Eda and Raine are grown-ups, and they still act all flustered near each other as if they were still Luz and Amity's age. It's definitive proof that you're never too old to get flustered near a crush, and seeing them interact adds a sense of wholesomeness when seeing them together as well as heartbreak when they're forced apart. Plus, we get confirmation that Eda's LGBTQA+! Whether she's bi, pan, or whatever, now that we know Eda can catch feelings for someone like Raine, it's yet another case that The Owl House is the most important series to the community. Because having the main character be queer is fantastic in its own right. But having the same apply to the motherly mentor figure? That's is an extra bit of normalization that anybody would be willing to appreciate.

Unique Guard Designs: Not many fans are going to appreciate this, primarily compared to everything else this episode does perfectly. For me, I actually like that you see a few Coven Guards looking differently from the others, as it helps make them less like clones and makes it seem like anybody of any body type could be a part of the coven.

Gus Looking Uninterested when Presenting Grand Prix with his Dad: I am positive that you didn't notice this (I didn't even notice it until someone else pointed it out), but there's something to dissect here. It hints that perhaps Gus isn't as interested in his father's field of work as one might think. If he did, he would look a lot less bored and much more excited to be helping Perry Porter present the race. It could just be the race itself, but judging from Gus' expression, it really seems like the kid would prefer to be anywhere but there. And why would he have that reaction to a race that his best friend is competing in? To me, this seems like an inkling of what Gus' relationship with Perry could be, which may not actually get time to shine, what with how little wiggle room the series has now (Thanks Disney). Regardless, it is interesting to notice, and it will certainly have fans thinking for a while.

Bump Being Smug of Luz Being in the Lead: That's it. Principal Bump looking smug as his human student is beating the students of his rivals is yet another moment that proves why Bump is easily the best cartoon principal.

Darius: First of all, this guy is f**king fabulous, and I love him. *Snaps*

Second, he is definitive proof that you do NOT want to f**k around with Coven Leaders. Lilith may have had her intimidating moments, but none of them compare to the guy who can turn himself into an abomination monster where only magic that hasn't existed before can take him down. It's genuinely scary to see Darius lose control, and I fear for the day when Luz inevitably ends up in his crosshairs.

With that said, Darius' still a ton of fun! He may be threatening, but he's just a flamboyant guy that hates the idea of getting his outfit the tiniest bit dirty. And I love that. I love that these Coven Heads have actual personalities instead of being generically evil. I consider it preferable to make villains entertaining rather than blatantly scary as I'll remember the personalities first and the villainous acts last.

Eberwolf: But this one's my favorite. I told you: I'm a simple man who gets easily swayed by cute s**t. And Eber? I mean, just look at her:

She's just a cute widdle rascal! I just want to pinch her cheeks, give her a belly rub, and--

...Eberwolf is not a cute widdle rascal. She is a strong, independent woman, and I will respect her as such from this moment forward...lest I feel her wrath.

That is all. Let's move on.

Eda and Raine Attempting a Final Performance: This was the best scene of the episode. It looked gorgeous, it shows the dedication Eda and Raine have for stopping Belos, and it says so much through so little. Go back and look at how Eda and Raine regard one another when performing Eda's requiem. Through their expressions and a few short words, you know they understand that if they complete the song/spell, they probably won't make it in the end. And yet, they don't care. They both know bad stuff will happen if Belos wins, so Eda and Raine put everything to the side, both their feelings for one another and the people they leave behind if it means putting an end to a tyrant. That level of dedication...Words can't fully describe how powerful that is.

Raine Sacrificing Themselves Instead: But in the end, Raine can't do it. Not when they know the life that Eda has and the people she'll be leaving behind. It's an extra bit of nobleness to the character seeing that Raine refuses to take away a woman from two kids who need her the most. A tad bit selfish, sure, knowing what Belos has planned. But when it comes to love, the romantic, familial, or platonic, the best decisions aren't always the logical ones.

Eda Crying: Luz crying tears me up, but seeing Eda cry is a whole different level of heartbreak. Like Lilith, Eda has her emotions locked up tight, with the closest she came to weeping were those two tears in "Young Blood, Old Souls." In "Eda's Requiem," she cries but almost quickly stops herself. As if she knows that doing so isn't going to save Raine. That is...even worse than seeing Luz break down after losing Eda. The fact that Eda refuses to give herself time to mourn losing someone she loved is tragic because crying is the most natural way of showing grief. Turning that off isn't healthy, and seeing her do it with little resistance is sad to me. It's sad to see a character I love can easily shut off all emotions despite how badly she may want to embrace them. It's one of those moments that, again, by doing so little, it shows so much.

“No one watches Crystal Balls anymore. It’s all about streaming.”: Oof. Even I felt that burn towards cable.

King’s Message: King's message was the pick-me-up I needed after the heart-wrenching sadness this episode put me through a few minutes ago. Seeing King say who he is and listing all the things he loves is nothing short of adorable. On top of that, I adore that Eda willingly recorded the whole thing. She may not want King to leave, but that doesn't mean she'll sabotage the one thing he wants. Especially not after Raine gave up everything so Eda could be with her kids. The opening scene may prove how much Eda cares about a rascal like King, but this heartwarmingly sweet moment reveals just how far she'll go to make him happy.

King’s Dad Reveal: ...ok, I'll be honest, I did not think we'd get that reveal this soon. Dumb of me to say, considering the number of times I've said that these writers don't waste time getting to the s**t, I know. But still, it's pretty cool knowing that King's dad is alive and well, added with the fact that we've got a fair idea of what he looks like. At this point, it's only a matter of time before we see him figure out where the Clawthorne residence is and witness the tear-jerking moments that will follow.

King Changing his Name to King Clawthorne: Not the official adoption I was expecting Eda to make...but DANG IT, is it still diabetes-inducing levels of sweetness!

Personally, I feel like the main reason why Eda breaks down this time is not only because she shouldn't be worried about King leaving her life, but also because Raine's sacrifice wasn't in vain. Her kids really do need Eda because no matter how far apart they'll be, she will always be a part of their life...dang it, I'm going to cry too!

What those Coven patches really do: Well...that was horrifying to see.

...Writers, if you kill off the best non-binary character in animation (it's a short list, I know), we are going to have PROBLEMS!

IN CONCLUSION

"Eda's Requiem" is--surprise surprise--another A+. The emotions hit hard, the representation hits harder, Raine is a fantastic addition to the cast, and it was all surprisingly cute at times. Season Two is currently on a hot streak, constantly winning with every episode that's come out so far. When a bad episode does eventually show up (IT'S GONNA HAPPEN!), I'll be sure to sing my requiem then. For now, I'm just gonna enjoy the ride.

#the owl house #the owl house season 2 #the owl house reviews #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #raeda #king of demons #toh darius #toh eberwolf #what i thought about

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mirakumiruku · 5 years ago

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In The Contract

A/N: Yaaay more lewd times >:3c No I will not explain myself, I’m just giving y’all your Shiggy food

Shigaraki Tomura x AFAB reader

Contains: dubcon tw, dressing up, abuse of fine print, and Shiggy being a douchebag. WC: 2.5k

You had gone to the League of Villains in an act of desperation. Your pro-hero boyfriend had dumped you for one of his coworkers, kicking you out of his apartment and leaving you jobless. So when you found a housekeeping job with no experience required, and room and board included, you thought you had been given a miracle.

You weren’t so sure about the opportunity when you arrived for the interview, staring up at the old building that you thought would be abandoned, but after double checking you had the right address, you knocked on the back door. You couldn’t help but think this was some kind of organ harvesting scheme, but you didn’t have much to lose at this point.

You did reconsider your choices when the door creaked open, and a hand pulled you inside by the front of your shirt.

“You’re (Y/N), right?” Turquoise eyes bored into yours with the question, and you couldn’t break the contact when you gave a hesitant nod. You knew this face, you’d seen it on TV, accompanied by a warning to contact the police if you saw him. Of course, it was definitely too late for you to run now.

“You’re a lot cuter than I thought you’d be.” Dabi mumbled, letting go of your shirt and taking you by your arm to drag you further into the building. “I’d say it’s time for your interview, but I think you’re gonna get hired no matter what. You’re the only one stupid enough to reply to our ad.” He laughed as he brought you into what could only be described as an office, composed mainly of a worn out table and a wooden chair, which was occupied by yet another terrifying face. Or rather, a terrifying hand.

“About time, I was starting to worry that you wouldn’t show.” Shigaraki glowered at you from between the fingers that covered his face, idly tapping a pen on the desk. “Well, we don’t have too much room to be picky, but I still have some questions to ask you.”

The ‘interview’ went smoothly, Shigaraki asking you various questions about your views on certain politics, your career history, your relationship and opinion on heroes. He seemed a little pleased when you expressed your experience with your ex boyfriend, like he was hoping for any shred of disdain.

“You sound perfect.” He purred, scribbling his signature on the contract that laid on the desk, before flipping it around and sliding it to you along with the pen. “We can’t pay too well, but room and board are provided, as we said in the ad. By the sounds of it, that’s quite important to you right now.”

You gulped and nodded, scanning over the contract, but the fine print proved too hard to read in your fit of nerves. You steeled yourself and signed the contract. After all, there was no way they would just send you on your merry way if you declined, right?

“Excellent.” Shigaraki smirked, taking the contract and tucking it into a folder. “Dabi, can you show them to their room?” His eyes flickered from Dabi back to you, “I’m hoping for you to start as soon as possible, tomorrow morning at the latest. Does that work for you?”

You nodded slowly, worried about the panicked babbling that would escape your lips if you dared open them.

The room Dabi had brought you to was depressing at best. An old mattress sat atop a metal bed frame in one corner, a small dresser and a cracked mirror standing on the other end of the room next to a tiny closet. You looked back at Dabi, still nervous.

“Um… how am I… gonna go get my stuff?”

“I dunno. Where is it?”

“Well, some of it’s at my motel room, but most of it is back at my ex’s house…”

“Motel we can do, house of a pro hero is a hard no.”

You sighed, but knew nothing would come from trying to argue with the villain. “Alright…” Maybe you could text your ex and see if he would drop your things off at the motel, or maybe you’d find it in a charity shop in a month or so.

The night passed without event. Dinner was cup ramen, and you immediately understood why they needed a cook.

The next morning you were brought to Shigaraki’s office again, where he went over your duties. The group had a food budget, it was your job to utilize it and make a list for whoever was to run the errands that week. You also had daily jobs like making lunch and dinner for the group, as well as various cleaning tasks.

From what you had seen, you definitely had your work cut out for you.

You spent the first week working non-stop. Scrubbing the kitchen and bathrooms from top to bottom with the strongest cleaner you could find, mopping up the filthy floors and attacking the scattered mold colonies with bleach. How anyone, criminal or not, could live like this was beyond you.

The first day you had made lunch for everyone, you were showered in praise. It was clear these people hadn’t eaten a proper meal in such a long time, at least not one that didn’t come out of the microwave.

As much as you wanted to resent the group for their actions, you couldn’t help the swell of pride in your chest when you caught Shigaraki’s smile behind his father’s hand.

You couldn’t help the nagging feeling in your gut that something was off, though. Shigaraki had a mischievous, almost devilish glint in his eye that most of the others lacked when his gaze landed upon you. None of the others looked at you that way, not counting Dabi, though you felt like he gave everyone that look.

The next week, a few packages had arrived in the group’s PO box with your name on them. Spinner, that week’s gofer, had brought them up to your room and placed them next to your bed, giving you a grin and a quick bow in thanks to you. You couldn’t help the way you beamed back at him.

Your cheerful mood quickly disappeared, though, when you opened the packages. Inside were piles of fabrics and frills, and as you pulled out the one on top you recognized what it was: a maid dress. It wasn’t too revealing, you wagered that the skirt would reach to just above your knee. But as you dug through the first box that was all it was filled with, one dress for each day of the week, either in black or cheery pastels. The other box had petticoats, tights, a pair of shiny black mary janes, and some surprisingly conservative underwear considering the other items.

As if on cue, you heard the distinctive sound of knuckles on your doorframe.

“Hey.” Came Shigaraki’s low voice, and you could almost feel his eyes boring into your back. “I figured you should have a uniform. It’s cute, right?”

“Cute… cute isn’t the exact word I’d use.” You mumbled, draping one of the dresses over your arm.

“Well, whatever word you would use, it’s your uniform.”

You pouted, but sighed. “Whatever…”

“Good.”

In the morning, you had changed from your pajamas to the black maid dress. It was a hair tight, but otherwise it fit perfectly. You didn’t want to think about how Shigaraki had gotten your measurements. The petticoat was soft against your thighs, and the tights were a silky opaque white. You topped it off with the frilly white apron tied snug around your waist, and the patent leather shoes shined to a perfect finish.

The reactions to your new outfit were mixed. Himiko had hung off you the moment you stepped into the room, gushing about how cute you were, your new dress was so pretty, could she dress you up in her own costumes sometimes? You also elicited a wolf whistle from Dabi, and you couldn’t help but notice Spinner trying to hide his intense blush behind the magazine he was reading.

Shigaraki, meanwhile, was surprisingly silent. You didn’t miss the approving glint in his eye when you passed him, though, on your way to pick up some discarded dishes from the night before.

Your first task of the morning was always making breakfast for whoever was up at the time. The fluffy skirt got in the way of your work, and you had to be careful to not burn the petticoats when you put the tray of bacon into the oven.

“Well don’t you look cute?”

You yelped in surprise at the sound of Shigaraki’s voice, quickly shutting the oven. “Er… thank you, Mr. Shigaraki.”

“Oh, please. You can call me Tomura when no one else is around.” He stalked over, removing the hand from his face and setting it on the counter, his eyes raking up your body. “Too bad the shipping took so long, I would’ve had you wear this a long time ago.”

“I appreciate the compliment, Tomura, but… I really should be getting back to work.” As if to drive your point home, you pulled down a bowl to crack eggs into.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m here for work.” Tomura came up behind you, his palms coming to rest on your hips, with his pointer finger poised in the air.

You couldn’t help the squeak that escaped your throat when you felt his hips grind against your back. You tried to turn around and pry yourself away, but he held fast. “Wh-what are you–?”

“Oh, did you not read that part of the contract?” Tomura laughed low in his chest, burying his face into your neck. “That was awfully careless of you. You’re here to take care of all my needs, including more–” he punctuated his words with another harsh grind against your ass, “–intimate ones.”

“B-but… I…”

“But what? It was on the contract. I’d be happy to go get it.”

You opened your mouth to say something, but quickly closed it. Of course you chose not to read the contract, he probably meant for you to not read it. After all, you doubted you would have taken the job if that was part of the description, and he knew it too.

“I mean, if you really don’t want to, I’d be happy to go find someone else. Can’t guarantee you can keep your job, though.”

You took a deep breath before nodding, bracing yourself on the counter. “F-fine.”

“Good~”

Within an instant Tomura was kneeling behind you, and shoving his face within your petticoats. You could feel his warm breath on your clothed heat, letting out a surprised yelp when he tore a hole in the tights.

“Don’t know why I even bothered getting these, I knew they would end up ripped anyway…” He mused softly, giving you a few kittenlicks through your underwear before finally moving it to the side. His tongue was on you immediately, flicking your clit and lapping eagerly at your cunt. Your thighs tried to press together, instead squeezing Tomura’s head between the soft flesh.

“Aww, is kitten enjoying this?~” He purred, two fingers coming up to circle your clit. “Good. I have to make sure you’re nice and ready for my cock.” With that he nestled his face back between your legs, pressing the flat of his tongue against your core in order to take a long, drawn out lick.

Tomura didn’t seem to show any signs of letting up no matter how much you whined and tried to push him away, nor how tight the knot in your stomach was getting from his constant ministrations.

“Ah ah, kitten. I just want to make sure you’re not gonna hurt when you take my cock.” He gave your clit a teasing flick with the tip of his tongue. “It’s no fun if you don’t feel good while I’m splitting you open.”

You couldn’t find the words to argue with that, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to anyway.

Your grip on the counter was turning your knuckles white, and you couldn’t help your whimpers and whines as you jutted your hips back against Tomura’s tongue. The stimulation continued without interruption, and you were getting so close, your velvety walls tightening around the tongue that had thrust itself inside of you. And just as your vision became blurry around the edges…

Tomura pulled away, licking his lips and removing his head from your skirts, standing up straight once more.

“N-no faaair!~” You whined, your tongue hanging out as you panted to catch your breath.

“Mm, I’d just much rather have you cum on my cock, kitten~” Tomura gave a low laugh at the childish pout that you took on, quickly freeing himself from the constraints of his pants. Once his length had broken free, he gave it a few languid pumps as he flipped up your skirts.

You let out a low keen as he slowly pressed inside, punctuated by a grunt when his hips pressed flush with your ass.

“F-fuck, kitten~” He growled, face coming to bury itself in your shoulder. “So fucking tight…” He didn’t give you any time to adjust before he was madly gyrating his hips against you, only pulling his cock a few inches out before slamming it home with a bit too much force.

As much as you wanted to hate it, you couldn’t help the squeaks and moans that flowed from your lips with each animalistic thrust, especially when one of his hands came down to circle your clit in time with his bruising movements. You wanted to push him off when he pawed at your hips and ran his tongue up the side of your neck, but the majority of your mind was determined to at least reach your end.

You could feel yourself getting close once more, standing on your tiptoes in order to give Tomura better leverage to hit the spot inside you that made you see stars. Your moans were growing louder and louder, and you clawed at the countertop for some kind of purchase as you neared your edge.

Just as you were about to cum, you felt a spurting inside you: Tomura’s cum painting your insides white. Once he came, all his movements stopped, prompting a displeased whine to be ripped from your throat.

“Aww, did you not cum?” Tomura gave a fake pout, stroking your hair tenderly before he grabbed a handful and gave a gentle tug, his face contorting into a grin. “Too bad, isn’t it? I guess you’ll have to come find me later if you really want it that much.”

“B-but… I n-need to cum!~” You whined, smushing your cheek against the counter and giving Tomura the biggest teary doe eyes you could muster.

“Is that so?” He gave a thoughtful hum, wiping your tears away and stroking your hair once more. “That’s really quite a shame. Though, your job is to please me. You being allowed to cum every time isn’t part of the contract~”

#shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #bnha x reader #tw: dubcon

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novannna · 4 years ago

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Same Sea, Same Soul, Same Heart

Chapter 8 Danna and Nova pine for eachother, while Nova’s plan falls into motion.

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Wc: 1723

Nova cracked her knuckles, and sat down.

“So, here’s the plan we have already,” she said to her crew. They were gathered around the deck, a table with a map pinned on it in front of them.

“I managed to pull a few strings within the castle, and the idea of a sea wedding was introduced to the prince. Apparently the mysterious bride was excited by the idea. So, the wedding should be here.” Nova moved a small red painted ship to a cove outside Gatlon City. “If we attack from here,” Nova said pushing a black ship in from the opposite direction of the city. “Then they will see us, and know that the wedding is being attacked. While rushing to their ships, we will attack the wedding. If possible, we take hostages to use as an exit ticket, but we can’t save everyone.” Nova smirked. “And while the armada rushes to save their prince and kings-” Nova shoved a fleet of ships across the maps. “Ace will slip into the palace, and conquer the city. Any questions?”

Her crew shook their heads.

Nova grinned. “Excellent. Details will be ironed out as new information comes in, but that’s the general gist of it.” Nova swept the ships into a small cloth bag, and rolled up the mat. “Now, don’t you all have work to do?” She shooed them off.

Moxie hurried up to her. “What if Danna’s there?” She asked.

“What about it?” Nova shrugged.

“...Well would you kill her?”

“If it comes to it, yes. I’d never put my ambitions on the line, just for a girl I don’t even like.”

“But what are your ambitions? You talk about them, but I don’t actually know what they are.”

Nova inhaled deeply. “I want to avenge my family. If the Renegades had given them the help they had needed, they would still be alive.”

“Nova, is that really what you want?”

“Yes. It is. Now, I’m busy, and so are you.”

Moxie caught her hand, jerking her to a stop. “Nova…”

In seconds, Nova had whirled around, and pressed a dagger to Moxie’s throat. “Don’t even start,” she growled. “And don’t touch me.”

Moxie sighed and looked down. “Yes Captain.”

Nova spun around, and stalked away. She hurried into her office, and swung the doors to her balcony open. The sea swayed below her, wild waves reaching up to slap the hull.

“Oh, why did I ever even think I had a chance with Danna Bell. Me, of all people. To her perfection, I am nobody. Why was I foolish to ever even begin to think that she might stoop low enough to love me. The scum of the earth. A thief. A liar. A traitor. A murderer.” Nova hugged her arms tight around her body. “Why did I fool myself?”

The clouds hung heavy, as if sensing Nova’s foul mood. She walked back inside, footsteps plodding heavily across the wood floor.

Nova closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply. She let all her thoughts collect, and when she exhaled, she let them all flow away. SHe cracked her eyes open, refusing to even think about Danna. She picked up a piece of paper, and a quill. Sitting down in her chair, Nova began to write a letter. Before she could overthink it, Nova stuffed it into a bottle, and tossed it overboard.

The odds of the person she actually wanted it to get finding it were next to nothing, but still Nova hoped. Hoped a foolish, stupid, pointless hope.

And she knew that. But still, Nova hoped.

---

Danna scurried down the vines outside her window, disguised under a heavy cloak. The guards didn’t even notice as she darted past them, using shadows as cover. It wasn’t surprising Nova’s crew had been able to steal her so easily. The men were incompetent. Completely, utterly incompetent.

Danna smiled to herself.

She hurried through the streets, gaining more and more speed as she neared her destination.

Finally, she was racing in a flat out sprint, coming to an abrupt halt inches away from the cold waves.

Her shoes sank into the sand, and Danna threw them off.

A laugh burbled out of her throat as her toes wiggled in the sand.

Danna screwed her eyes shut, and placed a single foot in the water.

It was cold, and gently lapped against her ankle. Danna laughed again.

She had never been in the sea like this before.

She stuck another foot in. Slowly she waded farther and farther, until her hips were under water.

It was silly, but Danna felt like she and Nova were connected through the waves.

They were in the same sea. Despite the distance between them, it was still the same water. It felt like it was watching over her. Keeping her safe.

Danna breathed in deeply, and bracing herself, dove under the waves.

The water covered her head, tugging her hair in different directions.

She moved her fingers through the water, just like she remembered frogs doing.

Danna moved forwards. She tried to smile, but water flooded her mouth. She accidentally swallowed a mouthful, and frantically tried to stand, only to realize she had floated away from the shore.

Danna frantically paddled her arms, somehow flailing her body back to the shore. She lay on the sand, coughing salt water up.

Danna collapsed down, lying on the ground, The stars twinkled far above her, and she wondered if Nova was looking at the same ones.

Danna smiled, and brushed a piece of hair from her face.

“I miss you, my love,” she whispered into the nothingness. “I hope that I can see you again someday. Even if it is when we are in the stars.”

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Nova sighed, and collapsed onto her balcony. She looked up at the stars shining bright above her. The clouds had cleared, and now the thin moon hung high in the sky. She gazed at the shore, where she knew Danna was, probably safe in her bed, forgetting Nova had ever existed. Maybe she was getting ready for the wedding. Nova wasn’t sure whether or not she wanted Danna there. At least she could see Danna again.

But Danna would see her dark side. Her bad side. The brutal, violent, killing side. The side Nova wished didn’t exist.

Thinking about it, Nova definitely did not want Danna there. She didn’t want Danna to view her as even more bad.

Nova sighed heavily, and looked back to the stars.

She wondered if Danna was looking at the same ones. Probably not. But it was nice to think that she was.

“I miss you, my love,” Nova whispered to the sky, wishing Danna could hear her words. “I hope that I can see you again someday. Even if it is when we are in the stars.”

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Danna slowly got up, her wet body caked with sand.

She looked back at the ocean one last time, and saw something glinting in the waves.

Danna walked over, and laughed when she saw a bottle floating by her feet. She bent down, and picked it up. A letter was tightly rolled up inside, safe and dry. Danna pried the bottle open, using her teeth to pry the cork out. It had swollen after spending hours in the sea.

Finally it popped free, and Danna slid the letter out. Carefully, she unrolled the parchment. Danna gasped, and fell to her knees as she read.

Dearest Danna,

I know this letter will most likely never reach you. It probably will never reach you. But I hope that the sea will care for me, as it has always done, and see that this bottle makes it into your hands. Danna, there is no amount of words I can write that could accurately phrase what I want to say to you. You could never understand how much you mean to me. I know that I’ve done bad things. I know I hurt you. And I don’t expect you to ever forgive me. I wouldn’t forgive me either. I want you to know that ever since we’ve parted, I have thought of you almost constantly. I love you, Danna Bell. And I have to live with the fact that I sent you away. Because I was scared. That was the only reason. I was a coward. I left you. I couldn’t even bear to see your face so I drugged you. I’ve done terrible things, but that was the first thing that truly made me feel guilty. I’m sorry I was such a coward.

If you are reading this, then maybe the universe has decided I can be saved. Maybe it did give me a scrap of luck for once in my life. I’ll think of you for the rest of time, because you are my heart.

I love you.

Nova

Danna let out a sob, and pressed the letter right to her chest. She hadn’t been an idiot. She hadn’t been a foolish, naive noble. There was a chance for them to be together.

And Nova has thrown it all away.

For a second, Danna was angrier than she ever had been. But the more she thought about it, the more sense it made. Nova had an entire life. She was scared, and confused, and she wasn’t about to throw it all away for someone she was supposed to hate. Unlike Danna, Nova actually had something left to lose. Of course she sent Danna away.

And Danna could never be mad at someone she loved that fully. Danna could never be mad at Nova. No matter how many terrible crimes she did, Danna would always forgive her. That was the way love worked. You always return to the arms you know best.

“I got your letter,” Danna whispered. “I promise, if I see you in this life, or the next, I won’t let anything tear us apart. Never again.”

---

The two girls sat near the sea, looking at the same sky, wondering if the other knew the depths of their love. The lengths they would go for the other.

And neither of them knew that the other wondered the same thing back.

They just sat, looking at the sky, wishing on every star they saw, that there was a way for them to be together again.

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a-dorin · 5 years ago

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stay with me - kylo ren

word count: 3,174

warnings: smut, oral, (gentle that escalates to rough) sex, cursing, angst, sexual innuendos, sexual frustration

a/n: this is the third part to the series i am working on! the first two parts are listed here:

(the) first meeting

vulnerability

summary: after the surprise visit from poe dameron, tension fills the air of the finalizer. bubba and phoenix ask you about your past as they give you a tour of the finalizer. that night, kylo ren gives you an offer, and you accept it.

“you should attend to your duties,” your voice was soft as you locked eyes with kylo ren, “poe dameron from the resistance landed on your ship with no warning. that’s a huge problem.”

“don’t even get me started,” kylo sighed, growing frustrated, “i should have killed him for what he did to you.”

“kylo,” you sucked in breath, “you know what his death would spark.”

“i know,” his tone was solemn, “i should go, before something catches on fire. knowing hux, there were probably already flames.”

“will you be back?” you pouted, and kylo mustered the strength to not crack under your spell.

“of course i will,” he nodded, pressing his lips against your forehead, “however, it may be a few hours. we have a lot of conflicts to resolve and i have a lot of anger building up inside me right now.”

“don’t kill anyone,” you tried your best to calm kylo down, but you could practically see the rage bubbling in his eyes.

“i’ll try my best not to,” kylo sighed. he plucked his mask off the floor, sliding it over his head.

he stormed off, his aura radiating anger and distress. you exhaled, unsure of what to do now. a part of you longed to follow kylo, as long as it meant you were by his side. you didn’t hate the moments in which the two of you were separated, but you didn’t like it either. there wasn’t much to do on the ship if you weren’t a trooper or first order employee.

another part of you yearned to feel kylo’s full lips against yours once more. the kiss was too much for you to take. it was so full of passion, as butterflies still fluttered in your stomach. you wished it would have lasted longer. maybe you would have taken things to your quarters. maybe you would have gotten to know what running your hands through his hair felt like. maybe there would be more feelings expressed, as he kissed down your neck, and onto your bare chest.

i can read your thoughts still. kylo murmured in the back of your head.

“i hate when you do this,” you huffed, flustered.

we can work on how to prevent it, kylo stated. but it’s also due to the bond between us. you can read my thoughts too, but you’re not quite trained to do that. i can teach you.

“do you think about having sex with me?” the question couldn’t be contained inside your thoughts.

you could practically see kylo close his eyes and sigh as he made his way to a meeting between him and the generals, i have to go. i should be at your quarters around midnight.

“you doin’ okay babes?” phoenix’s voice called from down the hall, “we just got the order to keep you preoccupied.”

“hey guys!” you chirped as bubba and phoenix approached you, along with jet, “did you guys scare away poe?”

“we scared the shit out of him,” bubba puffed out his chest, his blaster at his hip, “what did you and the supreme leader talk about?”

“nothing,” you answered a little too quickly, blushing slightly.

“you don’t have to lie to us,” phoenix remarked, “we’re pretty much forced to be with you twenty-four seven darlin’.”

“you cannot tell him,” you warned.

“you guys kissed didn’t you?” bubba teased, nudging you playfully, “we see the way he looks at you.”

“maybe we did,” you bit your lip.

“next thing you know,” phoenix shrugged, “they’re fucking. you know, i’ve always wondered how big his-”

“okay that’s enough,” you cut phoenix off, heat filling your cheeks.

“we’re just giving you shit,” phoenix reassured you, “hey, did kylo ever give you a tour of the ship?”

shaking your head no, your boys both looked at one another, “we have to give her a tour.”

“c’mon (y/n),” phoenix wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “let the boys give you a personal tour.”

you giggled, jet following the three of you as you began to walk down the corridor, “can i ask questions during the tour?”

“as long as they’re not history questions,” bubba responded.

“same with physics,” phoenix chuckled, “the first order education system is pretty good, just not so much in the history or science department.”

“well it doesn’t help when our universe has such a complicated history,” you murmured, noticing that the bodies from earlier were already carried away. you figured kylo didn’t want them laying around. you hoped that a majority of those who were hurt earlier were going to recover. you didn’t want to know how many poe killed so casually, looking for you.

“you okay babes?” phoenix seemed alarmed, “you’re spacing out.”

even though both phoenix and bubba wore their helmets at all times, you could tell their emotions. even if their expressions were masked, they didn’t hide their emotions in their voices. you liked how they cared for you beyond the orders. it was comforting having two friends on the giant ship.

“i’m okay,” you nodded, “just taking everything in.”

“so tell us,” bubba started, “what’s the history with poe dameron? were you raised under a rebel family?”

“oh no,” you shook your head, “the planet you guys raided only a few days ago, takodana, is a neutral planet. we have a lot of neutrality there amongst rebels and the first order. it’s always been a netural land. i was born and raised there. i met poe at a trading post. from there, it was history.”

“a bad history,” phoenix added, “i can’t imagine the amount of pain he’s put you through. i was cheated on at the academy. it really hurts.”

“fuck infidelity,” bubba boomed, earning a laugh from you.

“how many times did he cheat?” you could tell that phoenix was walking on eggshells. he didn’t want to pry too much, which you appreciated.

“too many times,” you shrugged, “the last time i spoke to him was five months ago. i was asleep, and i heard a loud banging noise from downstairs. i walked down the stairs to see poe fucking some woman.”

“while you were asleep?” bubba was in shock.

you nodded, tears brimming your eyes as you recalled the memory of that night. after you had seen poe with the woman, you went back upstairs, not caring if you were quiet or not. poe confronted you, asking you why you were snooping around, and why you had the audacity to “ruin his libido.” your lip trembled, the tears threatening to fall.

“hey,” phoenix soothed you, “we didn’t mean to make ya cry, doll. a gorgeous woman like you shouldn’t be crying over a man who’s a piece of shit.”

“you’re just saying that because he’s a rebel,” you sniffed, smiling slightly.

“no,” bubba shook his head, “we just want ya happy, whether or not he’s tied with the resistance.”

“thank you,” you whispered, and the two men gave you a cheeky thumbs up. jet whistled, going in circles as he encountered another droid.

“we’re approaching the main loading dock,” bubba informed, as you realized how long the three of you had been wandering around.

entering the loading dock, your jaw dropped. the area was massive, as it was full of ships, cruisers, and large mechanical war machines. you peered around in awe, noticing the amounts of storm troopers and staff floating around, going about their duties.

“this is where poe got in,” phoenix mumbled, “whoever was guarding the controls to that deck is probably getting mauled or fired right now.”

“oh shit,” you breathed.

then, as if in slow motion, you saw him. he was surrounded by general hux and some other men, deep in discussion. they were pointing at the gate, and you assumed they were conversing about security. compared to the other men, kylo was taller and more built, towering over them.

“there’s your eye candy,” bubba teased.

your breath hitched in your throat as kylo whipped his head towards you. heat filled your cheeks as his eyes stared at you. you were still dressed in the silk robe from earlier, your hair flowing down your shoulders.

you’ve been crying. i can tell. concern filled kylo’s voice. are you all right? are you hurt?

i’m fine. you shot back.

as long as you’re all right. kylo dipped his head towards bubba and phoenix, then reengaged himself into the conversation with his men. they marched off, and you felt a slight wave of sadness wash over you. he was gone. and he would be for several more hours.

bubba and phoenix provided you with an excellent tour of the finalizer. you were in awe the entire time, taking in the the sights of the ship. the main thing that impressed you still was how organized everything was. and how the design of the ship gave it optimal efficiency. the first order was impressive, and it was all led under kylo.

after your tour, you ate with bubba and phoenix in the dining hall, and they teased you relentlessly about kylo. you just waved them off as your face burned with embarrassment. once you all were finished eating, you made your way to your quarters, where you noticed jet was lagging.

turns out, he needed a replacement wheel, along with a few programming tweaks. bubba and phoenix led you to the engineering department, where you had him stay overnight to get repaired. you need he was in good hands, as bubba reassured you that the mechanic working on him was the best in the galaxy.

soon enough, it was approaching ten p.m., and you were lying on your bed. you wondered if kylo was wrapping up his duties, and whether or not he would be on his way to see you soon. you longed to see him again.

sure enough, you heard voices from outside your doors. then, came a soft knock. you hopped off the bed, practically sprinting to the door. you swung the doors open, to see kylo standing there, rings underneath his eyes, his hair disheveled.

“i have a request,” he murmured.

“and that is?” you raised a brow.

he took your hand, lacing your fingers together, “stay with me tonight. in my own room.”

you widened your eyes, blushing, “i will.”

“come with me,” he planted a soft kiss on your forehead, and you exited from the doorway. he wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you tightly as he whisked you away.

as the two of you walked off, bubba and phoenix whistled, earning a hard glare from you. kylo ignored it, as he was probably irritated from his long day. the two just laughed, more than likely happy to be relieved from their duties for a while.

eventually, kylo stopped at a doorway, punching in a key code. you waited patiently, and the doorway opened. inside, the room was adorned with dark decor. the walls were black, matching the marble floor. there was little to no furniture. a small leather chair was joined by a table in one corner, while there was a pedestal in the other. in the center of the room, there was a massive bed. on the right side, there was a wardrobe, similar to yours.

there were little to no viewports, as they were very spaced out in the room. you frowned, wondering how many times kylo isolated himself in here. it was very dark, which you didn’t mind. but surely it wasn’t pleasant all the time.

“are you all right?” kylo’s voice brought you back to reality.

“of course,” you nodded, “just looking at your room.”

kylo approached you, and his hands held your face. it was gentle, as it usually was, but this time it was different. there weren’t any leather gloves acting as a barrier. his brown eyes met yours, and it was a different look than it was the last time you had kissed. the look of adoration was now more tense, more energetic. it was hard not to get hypnotized.

gently, his lips brushed against yours. you reciprocated, deepening the kiss. he licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance. you let him in, and his tongue began to explore your mouth, tasting you. you began to kiss him more passionately as his hands moved from your face to your hair, his fingers tangling themselves in your locks.

he picked you up by your thighs, laying you on the bed. his weight shifted so that he was on top of you, kissing down your neck. he sucked harshly on your skin, ensuring that there were marks. he wanted everyone to know that you were his.

you moaned his lips made their way down your collarbone. his fingers unclasped your robe, and it fell from your skin. in the moonlight, your skin glowed. kylo traced your skin with his fingertips, taking in the sight of you. his breath hitched in his throat, and he was unsure of what to do next. he didn’t want to mess this up. he wanted to give you what you deserved. he wanted to feel you and love you. he wanted you to feel like a princess. his princess.

“i haven’t done this before,” kylo admitted, slightly embarrassed, “i don’t know what-“

“don’t worry,” you hushed him, “i’m all yours, kylo.”

“do you want this?” he asked, his voice a whisper. his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his pupils were dilated.

“yes,” you nodded, your cheeks burning, “i want you.”

your last three words were enough for him. you guided kylo, placing his hands on your breasts. he squeezed them, earning a moan from you. god, he would do this all night if he got to hear you moan for him. he loved the sound too much.

kylo kissed all over your chest, placing delicate kisses around your breasts. he sucked on them, flicking his tongue over your nipples. his actions only made you crave his touch more. you needed him. more than you wanted to admit.

he read your thoughts, leaving a trail of sloppy marks down your stomach as he continued to kiss down. his fingers hooked your underwear, sliding them down your legs. he tossed them to the floor, and almost came undone at the sight of you naked. however, he couldn’t yet. he didn’t want to. he wanted to make this last.

the room became hotter as he parted your thighs, his head level with your dripping pussy.

“don’t worry love,” he murmured, “i’ll take care of you.”

without warning, he dove his tongue between your folds, making you moan, filling the room with the sound. his hands grasped your thighs, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your heated skin.

you laced your fingers into his hair, tugging lightly to let him know he was pleasuring you. almost too much. the feeling overwhelmed you as he licked up your pussy, savoring every inch of it.

his hands reached up, grasping your nipples between his fingers. you groaned, “kylo ren.”

the sound of his name escaping your lips only encouraged him. his mouth met with your clit, sucking slightly. you squirmed, as your orgasm was coming quickly. you could feel it building in your lower half. it didn’t stop kylo. he wanted nothing more to make you cum. to feel you come undone and keep licking you until he couldn’t taste it.

however he stopped as you were about to cum. he wiped his mouth, his lips a dark pink. hesitantly, he placed his fingers in front of your lips, parting them. you sucked on his fingers, slowly taking them in your mouth. he groaned, the bulge in his pants prominent.

you sat up, unbuttoning his trousers. he took off his shirt, casting it to the floor. he watched intently as your fingers hooked the waistband of his underwear, slowly sliding them down his legs. your eyes widened at the side of his hard cock, practically in your face.

“how do you want to take it?” his voice was full of authority, which made you shudder slightly. it was hot.

“however you want me to, kylo ren,” you ensured his name came out of your mouth. you knew he loved it when you called him by his name.

“bend over on the bed,” he ordered, and you obeyed.

his fingers slipped between your folds, and he was pleased by how wet you still were. slowly, he filled you with his cock, and you cried out.

“you can take it,” kylo’s voice was in your ear, “you can take it, baby. i know you can. you’re so wet for me already, let’s see if we can get you dripping.”

kylo fucked you slowly at first, his strokes gentle. however, as he went deeper and deeper, he began to fuck you harder, his skin slapping against yours. he slapped your ass, your skin stinging. you didn’t care. you loved the way he fucked you. he said he would take care of you, and he was. he was filling you up and you were taking it.

“kylo,” you groaned, feeling his thumb pressing against your clit, “you’re going to make me cum.”

“cum for me baby,” he murmured, “let go for me.”

you came, your moans filling the room. you knew you were being too loud, but you didn’t care. kylo didn’t care either. he didn’t care if the entire ship heard you. he wanted them to know what he did to you. how he made you his.

kylo’s strokes became sloppier, and he pulled out, cumming all over your back. you collapsed on the bed, a mess. kylo disappeared, heading towards his own refresher. he came back moments later, his underwear on, a warm towel in his hands.

gently, kylo cleaned you up. he knew the aftercare was just as important as every other aspect itself, even if it was something he knew barely anything about. he offered you one of his own tunics, and you gladly accepted it. his scent flooded your senses as you slipped it on, and you adored it.

you noticed that kylo was exhausted, the rings underneath his eyes more prominent now as he faced you. you laid down, offering the space beside you for him. he chuckled softly, laying beside you. he wrapped you tightly into his embrace, his body warm.

“how did that happen?” you asked aloud.

“how did what happen?” his voice was becoming laced with sleep.

“that,” you rolled over, gently rubbing your hands through his hair.

he shrugged, “there’s just chemistry between us, (y/n). quite a bit of it is unspoken, but you can’t deny i make you feel a certain way.”

you blushed, “you’re right. i am very attracted to you.”

“i am as well,” kylo murmured, “let’s sleep, baby. we can talk about this in the morning after my briefing.”

“as long as i get to wake up in your arms,” you whispered, rolling back over.

for the first time in months, kylo drifted off to sleep, a small smile on his face.

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a-second-chance-su-au · 4 years ago

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How did you decide which episodes would be impacted and had scenes that were significant enough to include? I’m working on a canon divergent fanfic for another series that’s pretty much just the story with one more character. I want to know how necessary these things would be.

That is an excellent question!

I am on mobile and don’t have a page splitter at the moment, so WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD.

When rewriting canon, I like to stick to 5 hard-and-fast rules, being: 1) know your character’s arc before going in, 2) know the episode’s overall message, 3) don’t take away from other characters, 4) adding original content must be done as-needed, and 5) DON’T BE AFRAID TO CHANGE THE WHOLE STORY. This can either be exceedingly easy or extremely hard.

1) Know your character’s arc before going in. This one seems obvious, but it can be very easy to get distracted. What would happen if this character was present for this scene? What if she/he/they followed this character around? Stuff like that. The whole thing on this particular blog with Spinel being present for the climax of Maximum Capacity is certainly tempting, and fun to think about, but does it do anything for Spinel’s arc in this AU? In my case, no. So she will not be present. You want to make sure you have some kind of roadmap either on paper or in your head of when and where things should happen, keeping in mind that character’s relationships, mental space, and goals. If Spinel wanted to fuse with Amethyst, she’d have to do it when the two have a good relationship, and something like that takes time to develop. She cannot fuse with Ames in the beginning of the series, absolutely not, but she will later on. Knowing facts like that on when things can and/or SHOULD happen is essential. So episodes like “Giant Woman,” “Horror Club,” “Crack the Whip,” or “Keystone Motel” will not be included in the list.

2) Know the episode’s overall message, and who is in the spotlight. You’d think that on a show like SU, that’d be easy, but often, it can be hard to pinpoint exactly who we should be focusing on. Fun fact: it usually isn’t Steven, which is why when Steven lets us into his head a little, it’s always such a huge, emotional bomb drop. I will keep using Maximum Capacity as an example. That episode was focused on Greg’s and Amethyst’s relationship with each other, their past friendship, and how each of them handles the stress of the past differently. Amethyst wants to loose herself in “Little Butler,” but Greg wants to do other things, too, causing them to come to a crossroads. It’s a coming-to-terms story for the both of them, and with this AU, I don’t want to disturb that. “Giant Woman” was about Amethyst and Pearl. “Joyride” was about Steven. “Keystone Motel” was about Ruby and Sapphire. “Steven the Sword-Fighter” is an example that can be shifted, because the purpose of that ep was to teach the viewer about poofing. It was less about Pearl and more about Gems in general, making it okay to try and change a few things around (so long as the poofing of... a gem still happens). Knowing when an episode is about a character, a relationship, or world building is really important, and helps to try and decide which to alter.

3) Do not take away from the other characters. Know their arcs, too, and why certain choices were important. Example being “Crack the Whip,” where Amethyst hits her lowest low and her quest to be stronger begins. That one, if you want to change it, you can, but if it were me, I would leave in Amethyst getting poofed and Jasper getting defeated without her, as it begins a huge moment for her character. By changing up that scene, she doesn’t have the chance to confide in Steven, they don’t fight, she doesn’t hit her lowest low (which all or most characters need to hit at some point), and then Smokey Quartz cannot exist. They exist because she trusted Steven and the two of them felt equal to each other, and trusting, and loving. THAT allowed them to fuse, and if “Crack the Whip” never happened or was altered too much, that all that goes out the window. So I am not going to have Spinel grab Amethyst and pull her out of the way or anything, or have her fuse to beat Jasper, because that undermines the whole point. However, I CAN say that Amethyst’s arc affects Spinel’s. Not saying this is canon, as this is just an example, but maybe Spinel becomes more attached to Amethyst after that, trying to protect her from being poofed again because she feels guilty for not being there to stop it. Then that affects Amethyst, makes her feel like Spinel is her bodyguard, which Amethyst doesn’t want and feels she doesn’t need. It’d serve to make her angrier, and could lead to she and Spinel getting into an argument or a fight. In this scenario, would I replace “Steven vs Amethyst” with “Spinel vs Amethyst”? No. But something similar COULD happen. It’s all about where you want to go, and what works best for these characters.

4) Adding original content must be done as needed, not whenever you feel like it. Does this mean do it sparingly? Depends on the story you want to tell. For me and my AU, that means I need to pay attention to Spinel’s arc and when she needs to learn/do things. Take “Man of the Mountain” for example. It takes place directly after “Bubble Buddies,” and is the result of Spinel being jealous of Connie eating up Steven’s time and friendship. So, she seeks to strengthen their bond as reassurance to herself that Connie is an inconvenience at worst, and at best, she’ll fade away eventually. She and Steven are still best friends, and she’s gonna prove it, darn it! Then the events of that episode may or may not affect what happens next, or later down the line. For this AU, Season 1 is mostly going to build things that are yet to come, and the episodes don’t directly feed into each other, meaning I am using original content sparingly. 5 originals compared to 52 actual episodes? I think I did good on that front. xD But, don’t be afraid to add an episode for an information dump, or to come to a conclusion. That can’t be the only thing IN the episode, of course, but if that’s the pure reason the episode exists, then fine. Do it. Whatever makes your story flow and make sense. But by making every other episode about Spinel, suddenly it’s only about her and not the other characters. Might as well rename the show at that point. The other characters get the spotlight they need/deserve, with Spinel getting her time to shine as well.

5) DON’T BE AFRAID TO CHANGE THE WHOLE STORY. This is one I’m struggling with, but I feel it worthy to mention anyway. If your character is psychic, then have them use their powers when it’s a good character choice and makes sense logically. If that throws off the entire tale, then roll with it. Get stuff back on track. Or maybe you need to take out that character for a bit. Formulate a way to do that. But if your character had a chance to shoot a blow dart at the main villain and take them out, perfect for capturing them and dismantling their army, wouldn’t they take it? If not, there had better be a good, in-character choice. Maybe the villain’s entire plan changes to account for the character’s psychic powers, creating a decoy or sending out a squad to trap/kill them specifically. If it’s in-character and it makes sense, heckin’ DO IT. Get creative! Get weird! Stories write themselves; you just need a beginning and a good grasp on the characters. Then the characters will take your story and run with it. Your job then becomes keeping up. I wish I was joking. I’ve had characters completely derail my stories before because they just couldn’t make that one character choice that was the lynchpin for the whole next scene, and it made me mad, and no I’m not mad about it two years later! You have the map, they steer the ship. You just gotta trust them.

This version of Spinel was left alone for 625 years, then cast away like a worthless toy. She’s been through war, lost almost all her friends, and had her #1 idol taken away and replaced with a smaller, weaker, half-human male version of her. She’s been through the ringer on emotions, and although she values herself as a friend first and foremost, that doesn’t mean I- and by extension, the other characters- can’t challenge that point of view. Make the character struggle. Know how they interact with others. How do certain events change them? Will they change every episode, or only some? Which are important to their arc? And most importantly, what is the point? By changing this thing here, what are you doing for that/those characters and/or the story? Is it a quick, harmless, funny moment, or is it to show a darker side to a character we’re familiar with, and to see them change now that there’s a new presence beside them? These are questions only you can answer as you chose which episodes to pick.

I hope any part of this was helpful. Feel free to ignore any of these points, or add your own. Again, every story is different, and each story should be treated as such. No creator is experienced equally, and we all have different interpretations of characters. Nothing is right or wrong, so long as you, the author, can justify it, even if it’s just “I thought it’d be cool.” It’s your AU. Go for it!

Thanks for listening to me ramble. Scene.

#advise #writing tips #au tips #canon divergent au #canon divergence #dimond speaks #don’t think that I’m an expert because I’m really not #I’m 17 and a huge nerd who writes too much #I just love these characters and I want to respect their arcs and what the Crew had in store for them #this isn’t fix-it fanfiction either #although in Lapis’ case I guess it is?#but that’s a one time thing and it makes sense here #or maybe I’m just biased. Who knows.#But anyway. Not every episode will be completely rewritten.#Bubble Buddies is still about Connie and Steven meeting her #that episode is just where Spinel’s arc really begins BECAUSE of Connie #and no this has nothing to do with shippin #if anyone has any questions feel free to ask me #steven universe #spinel #crystal gem spinel #su au #a second chance au #dimonds456 #long post #mushroomfusion245 #asks #answered asks #dimonds speaks

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takadasaiko · 4 years ago

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Movie Night (a Veronica Mars one-shot)

Part of the Spanning Years. Continents. series of one-shots set between the VM movie and S4.

FFN II AO3

Warning: While my guess is that most people have seen Top Gun, I didn't see it until just a few years ago for the first time, so I feel like I should mention there are some spoilers in here for the movie.

Summary: In attempt to try quell some of the awkward tension between her two best friends and her boyfriend since his return from deployment, Veronica declares a movie night.

Movie Night

It had been a long time coming and a much needed event, even if not easily planned. It should have been. Movie nights weren't complicated. At least not for normal people, but Veronica Mars had tossed normal back out the window when she'd returned to Neptune.

The first step had been getting all parties involved to admit that the awkward tension needed to stop. Both Mac and Wallace had voiced their concerns when she had first come back to help Logan pick a lawyer and then stayed to help in the investigation, but when he had shipped out the subject was dropped. Out of sight, out of mind. That only worked as long as he was out of town, but since he'd been back there was a strange vibe in Mars Investigation every time he dropped by, and the crazy thing was it wasn't coming from her dad.

Mac would stumble around the conversation, managing to make even the most mundane of topics painful as if she were keeping a lid so tight over her own thoughts that nothing coherent was making it through when she was speaking to him. She had even called him Not-Piz at one point when she thought he was out of earshot. Spoiler alert: he hadn't been, and Veronica had to hear about it way more than she preferred.

Wallace was marginally better, but he always seemed to be waiting for the relationship to implode in some firestorm of chaos kicked off by one or maybe even both of them. Not that that was entirely unfair. He'd had a ringside seat to their on-again-off-again relationship during high school and college, but still not something you'd like hanging between one of your best friends and your boyfriend.

And it didn't help that Logan had always met tense situations with an offhanded quip and a sharp remark, especially if he felt even remotely attacked.

Getting all of them into a space where they could take a breath was the goal, and that led to the second step: figuring out what to do about it. The consensus was a movie night. They'd pick something everyone liked, have a pizza and some drinks, and give Mac and Wallace a chance to get better acquainted with Logan and vice versa. A lot had changed in nine years and - even if she'd never admit it out loud - Veronica wanted two of the most important people in her life to see what she saw in the man she loved.

Finally, the third step had been finding a time that worked for all four of them and that had been where the real hang up had happened. After nearly two weeks of missed nights - not just on Veronica's end, thank you very much. Logan has gotten stuck on base one night and Wallace on campus for some kind of planning committee another - they finally landed on a Friday night in which none of them had plans or last minute mishaps. And people say miracles don't happen.

The pizza had just been delivered and Veronica was dancing around Logan in the kitchen when the knock came and she heard Mac call out, "We come bearing booze!"

"Just the four words I was waiting to hear," Veronica cheered as she pulled the door open to reveal her two best friends with bags of what were likely filled with beer and snacks of choice to go with the pizza.

"We realized after we got there that neither of us knows what kind of beer Logan drinks, and someone doesn't answer her texts," Wallace said pointedly.

"I like the kind with alcohol in it," Logan deadpanned from the kitchen where he was pulling down plates and a bowl for chips.

Wallace feigned shock. "Oh, so the ginger beer wasn't what we were going for?"

"Only if we're adding Vodka. Good to see you, man. Mac."

"Hey, Logan."

Logan cracked a smile and Veronica pointed at him before the quip could dance off his tongue. "Behave."

He shrugged at that and dropped it, receiving a quirked eyebrow from Mac. "It's like you've got him trained."

"He just knows what happens if he brings up the Not-Piz thing one more time."

She grimaced at that. "I swear I didn't mean it to come out that way."

"Which way is that?" Logan asked, his tone still light as he grabbed a bowl of chips in one hand and the oversized pizza in the other and set both on the kitchen counter for them to dig into. He leaned over to peck a quick kiss against Veronica's forehead. "You said it, not me."

"Yeah yeah," she grumbled, swatting at home as he bobbed quickly out of reach.

Mac made a face and dug into the bag she'd brought in. "On any other note, I found this amazingly tasty cider down at the corner market last week for anyone who's a fan."

"Oh, love a good apple cider," Veronica said, reaching for them.

"They're pear, actually."

She risked a glance at Logan who was loading up his plate and managing to do an excellent impersonation of someone who had not been listening. "Yeah, let's pass on those."

Mac's excitement turned to instant confusion. "You love pears."

"Logan's… allergic." Well she was usually a better liar than that, but how do you explain away how someone couldn't even smell a specific fruit after a childhood trauma without referencing said trauma?

"Well he doesn't have to have one," Mac pointed out.

"It's the smell," Logan volunteered from where he was taking a seat on the floor to leave the couch open, plate of pizza balanced on one bent knee and his beer set on a coaster on the coffee table. "Every time I smell it I puke. Not so fun for movie night."

Wallace shot him a skeptical look from where he was circling around the couch to take a seat on the opposite side. "Okay, there's gotta be a story there."

"There is."

"And in the spirit of getting to know each other a little better….?"

Veronica opened her mouth to tell Wallace to drop it, but she saw Logan tilt his head curiously. She and Mac took their seats on the small couch and Veronica waited to see how he'd handle it. He was a big boy and this was about breaking down some walls. While she didn't think that would likely include stories about Aaron's abusive nature that Logan didn't like sharing with even her if he could help it, it would only keep things awkward if it looked like she was fielding questions all night.

Logan pulled in a deep breath and popped the top off of his beer. "My dad tried to force feed me twelve pears when I was a kid."

"All at once?" Mac asked, her nose screwed up and her tone suggesting she was looking for the piece of the puzzle she was missing.

"Yeah, one right after another."

"Wouldn't you choke?"

"Yep. Hence the reaction to them. What'd we decide on?" Logan grabbed the remote like he'd just made an offhand comment about it being sunny outside.

There was a beat of shocked silence as both Wallace and Mac seemed to catch onto what wasn't being said and Wallace cleared his throat. "You gonna hate me if I say Top Gun?"

Logan flashed a wide grin. "Love that movie."

And just like that, the weight lifted as they flipped it on. Veronica watched and listened as both of her friends asked questions about Logan's job. What was his call sign, what kind of planes did he fly, if anything in the movie was actually accurate, and the list went on. In turn he seemed genuinely interested to hear how Wallace had ended up back at Neptune High as a teacher and a few fun stories Mac had since she'd come to work at Mars Investigations. All in all, the evening was going a lot smoother than Veronica would have banked on and all three seemed to be really trying. Not just trying. Actually enjoying it. Who knew?

"You know we have someone come in from the Naval Station every year for the career fair," Wallace said as he returned with fresh beer bottles carefully balanced. "If you're here, we should have you in this year."

"Oh yeah. Clemmons would love that," Logan chuckled and leaned back against the couch so that he could tilt his head against Veronica's leg. She refocused on the movie that she hadn't really been watching and felt her chest tighten a little at the scene. Everybody knew it, no matter how long it had been. The difference was that the last time she'd watched it the man she loved hadn't been flying fighter jets for a living.

Logan seemed to sense the shift and reached back his hand finding hers.

"You said you're testing the jets to make sure things aren't broken, right?" Mac prompted.

"Yeah. The mechanics need a certain level of field testing to run diagnostics."

"To make sure that doesn't happen?" Her question was perfectly timed with the sickening crunch of Goose's neck as the seat tried to eject him faster than the canopy opened.

"Among other things." Veronica felt Logan adjust his hold on her hand before pulling her knuckles to his lips for a kiss.

The two pilots on the television parachuted down towards the water, one limp, and Veronica squeezed his hand before standing. "Let me grab that," she mumbled as she snapped up their plates.

"I wasn't…. okay cool. Guess I'm done now," Wallace grumbled.

She barely slowed down as she dropped the plates on the counter and shot off towards the bathroom. Door closed, she leaned against it and closed her eyes, struggling to get the image out of her head. She hated the possibility that something like that could happen to Logan and she hated even more that there was absolutely nothing she could do to protect him from it.

From the other side she could hear their muffled voices.

"Okay, what just happened?" Wallace sounded even more confused now.

"It's, uh…." There was a short clip of silence and Veronica imagined Logan flicking those long fingers of his at the TV. "I didn't think about that part when we started it."

"Yeah, me either," Mac said. "She doesn't talk about it, so I just…. I guess that kind of stuff could happen to you, couldn't it?"

"Could. It's not like either of us have particularly safe jobs. Give me a sec?"

Veronica sucked in a breath, moved to the toilet and flushed it. She then flipped the water on to further sell the charade and was grabbing the towel by the time the soft knock came at the door. She opened it to find Logan shooting her an apologetic look. "What's up?" she asked, hating the small shake in her voice.

"You okay?"

"Just had to pee," she lied, and while her tone was flippant she hoped he caught the unspoken request. This didn't need to be a big deal. She didn't want to make this a big deal.

"Ah," he breathed out and leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead as if he were telling her he'd gotten the message loud and clear. "You're gonna miss the good part at the end."

"I wasn't in there that long," she huffed, but could see where one of them had fast forwarded over the rest of Goose's death scene and the movie was paused at the glory moment towards the end.

"Sure you were. Hence the checking," he answered with a tilted smile and a quick wink. He slipped his hand into hers and no one said a word as they rejoined to watch the end of the movie.

Despite pear cider and a moment that could easily be Veronica's worst fear played out in a movie, the rest of the evening could be counted a success. As the credits rolled and music played they laughed and teased and chatted until it was finally time to call it a night. Veronica was a little surprised to see Mac offer Logan the most awkward hug of all time and he gave her hell over it even as she pointedly said his name. Wallace lingered back and gave Veronica's arm a light nudge. "When'd your boy grow up?"

She snorted. "Sometime in the nine years between our freshman year at college and our ten year high school reunion. Sadly I can't take credit for that." She shot him a look. "You gonna finally stop giving me shit for dating him again?"

"Only because it might actually last this time."

"That's the plan."

His lips quirked up at the corners. "I'm happy for you, V."

The quip died in her throat and she found herself smiling instead.

They said their good nights and closed the door, locking it behind them. Logan turned towards her and she saw amusement in those brown eyes. "So, what's the verdict?"

"I'm afraid we're going to have to break up. Just no getting around it." She made it most of the way through the tease before her mouth betrayed her and she found herself fighting the smile.

"Uh-huh," Logan chuckled and leaned in, his lips hovering dangerously close to hers.

"I think this could become a thing."

"I'd be okay with that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Wallace is fun and Mac gives as good as she gets when she lets herself."

"Oh no. Am I going to be replaced as your verbal sparring partner?"

"Never," he promised and closed the gap between them.

Veronica wrapped her fingers up in his t-shirt, pulling him deeper into the kiss and felt his arms around her just before he hauled her up off her feet, pulling a surprised laugh from her as he carried her back to the bedroom. Yeah, she thought she could count this one as a success.

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seekthemist · 6 years ago

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Omg 12 with Lamen 😻!!!! Thank you! Love your fics!

Anonymous said: “79 Lamen, for the smut prompts pleaaaase 😋”Anonymous said: “12 Laurent and Damen”

“Don't be so rough. there can’t be any marks.” (x2) + “You don’t need to cover up the bruises/hickeys.”

CCCCCCOMBO MONDAY at the smut supermarket!As with every number past the #35 there is a disambiguation depending on where you sent this from (mobile or pc) but I went with my gut feeling on What The People Want.Partially under the cut, and E-rated

Other Captive Prince fills: Lamen #47 ; Augandros #96(107) ; Lamen #99(110)

From this prompt list!

The room was golden with candlelight, intimate in the partial shadows cast by the canopy. The curtains of it were of white linen, almost hanging from the marble of the high ceiling–more meant for filtering the sea breeze than actually keeping heat in.

This was custom in Ios, familiar to Damen like breathing, even though he now occupied the room of the King rather than the quarters he had grown in.

The current predicament would probably be alien anywhere, because Laurent had the unique ability of morphing all things and places he touched into a new shape, in Damen’s eyes.

He turned his hands, testing another grip, and pulled again at the restrains around his wrists. The fabric was so richly adorned Damen was basically sure Laurent had tied him with pieces of his own Veretian garments. Still, they didn’t budge, not even under the considerable strength Damen exerted on them.

“Don’t be so rough,” Laurent scolded him, with an exaggerated stress on his words that definitely felt like mockery. “There can’t be any marks.”

Damen didn’t suppress the impulse to roll his eyes. “And whose fault would it be, if there are?”

Laurent huffed, looking at him from above, “Certainly not mine, I would say. I’m not the one pulling like this.”

“You’re the one who wanted to test his knots.”

“And aren’t they excellent?” Laurent cooed, with a thin smile. “Would your ship masters be proud of me?”

The mental vision of Laurent showcasing a pair of thoroughly tied up wrists to the hardened seamen in charge of Damen’s float was as entertaining as the reality would probably be. He had seen Laurent spending the last weeks on Akielon nautical books and he was looking forward to another you-won’t-know-what-hit-you show.

“Overjoyed, I’m sure.” Damen leaned back against the pillow, not pulling anymore–for the moment. “Are you also planning to lend me over to them and see how well I work if they hoist me up a mast?”

“Don’t be ridiculous you would weigh down the sail!” Laurent countered, trying to stay serious and instead breaking into laughter two seconds after.

“So you won’t tell them,” Damen deduced, his voice low and sweet enough to coax Laurent to caress along his bare arms, soothing, and check on the ties. Pulling on them had tightened the knots, but not enough to be numbing.

“The point is never in telling, lover,” Laurent murmured, kissing at the curve of Damen’s elbow. “Merely in suggesting.”

“How will you suggest to them about the toy that you commissioned?” Damen asked, his body getting more tense at every contact, at every second that Laurent spent drawing this out.

“Mmmhn, that’s kind of complex, isn’t it?” Laurent’s voice went even lower, so suggestive it gave Damen goosebumps. “What should I suggest to them? That you tolerated it for the love of our marriage? That I made you enjoy it? That you loved it?”

The tone was enough to make Damen’s body tense–a different, more spontaneous wave than the one he inflicted himself before. Lodged deep inside him, the plug was dense glass, perfectly polished and slick, heavy on spot that sparked with sensitivity.

He groaned and Laurent weighed down on his lap with more purpose, exacerbating the sensation. Damen’s cock twitched uselessly, deep inside Laurent. Laurent took that little shivering breath that assured Damen he wasn’t the only one feeling this.

“That you loved it, then,” Laurent whispered, a maddening undertone of a moan between two vowels.

“I would love it even more if you moved,” Damen half-begged, half-bargained.

For a second he almost hoped his wish had been granted, Laurent’s hips moving in a narrow circle. Then wider. Wider still, with his back bending. He was the most alluring of visions, strong muscles and white skin, that little surprised expression when his own cock twitched as if Damen’s cock inside him was a novelty every time. Laurent was such a glorious rider, he would be glorious now, riding Damen.

Then Laurent stopped.

They both breathed heavily, bewildered.

“Convince me,” Laurent hummed, when he could trust his voice not to crack completely.

Damen felt a wild sound drawing from his throat, one that always made Laurent’s eyes go wide. He pulled against his restraint again, the fabric knotting tight against his wrists. But nothing gave in, definitely in no way that would allow Damen to flip Laurent around the bed like he meant to.

“Come closer,” Damen asked, instead. Then, when Laurent folded over him, their noses brushing–so close, so intimate–he added, “Turn your head.”

The shiver of anticipation ran between them, from Laurent to Damen, skin against skin. It made Damen smile, knowing how eager Laurent was–how he must knew what was coming and yearned for it.

Laurent turned his head to the left, and Damen nosed along his right ear, blowing the hair away with a little huff of breath. That was enough to make Laurent swallow hard, so Damen did it again–just for the sake of it, just to feel Laurent clenching around him with barely any stimulation. It was a bit of a strain for Damen’s neck, to lift his head up and cant it to the side, but it was worth it.

Damen opened his mouth and caught the skin just below Laurent’s ear into a kiss.

“Mhn,” Laurent hummed, very still for a second. Then Damen sucked lightly, flicking his tongue against the soft skin, and Laurent’s spine lengthened in subtle squirming–his hard nipples rubbing on the span of Damen’s chest. “Ah…” Laurent broke into something more substantial, when Damen let him go.

It would mark, with the same ease it was turning red already, even in the shadow cast by Laurent’s own body over his.

“Again?” Damen suggested, grinning a bit.

It took Laurent a couple of seconds to inhale thinly and nod.

Damen kissed him again, and again, over his warm and beautifully sensitive skin–so close to his hair, behind his ear, in spots close enough to each other to trace a little path.

At some point through it, with his fingers digging hard and desperately on Damen’s shoulders, Laurent began to move. He didn’t acknowledge the fact that Damen had convinced him, but the rocking motion started and then went deeper, and deeper.

“You won’t cover this up, would you? The mark of my kisses…” Damen groaned, running his teeth over the shell of Laurent’s ear without biting down.

Laurent didn’t reply with anything but a broken whining moan, jumping in his throat at the same rhythm of his motion over Damen’s lap.

Damen watched him unraveling and let himself go as well, catching Laurent’s lips in a kiss just as Laurent came all over his chest.

“Ah,” Laurent stressed, shivering and still riding off his pleasure.

The dug of his nails might probably leave a mark as well. It was this thought exactly to tip Damen over the edge, pulling desperately at his restraints as his his body bucked and arched with it.

Later, unbound from the headboard and combing Laurent’s hair slowly, Damen asked, “Will you really not cover my marks?”

“Will you not cover mine?” Laurent replied, sleepily, from the crook of Damen’s neck.

“Maybe,” Damen laughed under his breath.

Laurent settled better against him, a deep sigh releasing the weight of his body more fully on Damen’s body. “Then, maybe.”

It was as close to a yes Damen could get from Laurent, without jeopardising his games, and it let the feeling of it lulling him to sleep.

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So we end the year of 2018! So odd that Dec 31 is on a Monday Meeting day, so we’re really just squeaking the meeting in before everybody goes hither and yon to their New Year‘s celebrations.

Amazingly, almost everybody was there, and so I have a few points we discussed before ending this year’s worth of MMN blogs with our Onyx Path crew’s New Year’s Resolutions. Let’s get to it!

In the usual explosion of Kickstarter Updates we sent out last week, I started with a very special one to our Scarred Lands PG backers. The SL Kickstarter had an uphill climb to resolution having to recover from my good old friend Stewart Wieck’s death before the books were shipped.

So it was only fitting, and in my thinking positive, that I could announce to them that the next Scarred Lands project (and Kickstarter) would be the Scarred Lands Creature Collection for 5e and that Onyx Path would be working on the project with Handiwork Games – founded by another buddy, Jon Hodgson.

Jon and his team at Handiwork will be writing, art directing, and laying out the project, as well as running the Kickstarter, and we are thrilled to be able to bring their creative talents and energy honed after many years working for Cubicle7 to what is possibly the signature Scarred Lands book.

For those of you not aware of the history of the first Creature Collection book, it was published in an audacious move just as D&D 3rd Edition released the legendary d20 and OGL licenses. We heard that first they’d be publishing the 3e Players Guide and then later the 3e Monster Manual, and jumped in, wrote, illustrated, and published Creature Collection just before the 3e MM was released.

So, it’s a project near and dear to my heart, and I think that Jon’s crew are going to do amazing and beautiful things with it!

Changeling: The Lost 2e Jumpstart art by Tilen Javornik

Rather than boost more of our mentions in podcasts, or articles, or our Onyx Pathcast, or Kickstarters, I’m going to be pulling all those items down to The Blurbs! below, and for this next year I’ll be aiming at utilizing this space as a way to talk more directly to you about what’s up with Onyx Path.

That was how we got started with it just one day short of 7 years ago, so I’d like to get back there after this last year of reorganization.

And in The Blurbs! below you’ll already find information about our latest Kickstarter, They Came From Beneath the Sea!, which has done a lot better over the Christmas holiday than we expected, and now I’ve added a new section called Onyx Path Media for descriptions and links to the Onyx Pathcast, and other Onyx Path vids, as well as to Actual Plays, etc. from other folks enjoying our worlds.

Roll of Good Dogs and Excellent Cats art by Pat Loboyko

Herein lieth our Onyx Path crew’s New Year’s Resolutions for 2019:

From Mirthful Mike Chaney: “My big one for 2019 is to add more artists to the Ex3 pool and clear the log jam in that line’s production process so we can get 4 titles a year out for Ex3.”

From Monica Valentinelli: “I’m trying something new this year, because resolutions tend to fizzle before the first signs of Spring. For 2019, I’m changing my resolution to a one-word mantra: movement. From shipping manuscripts to rolling dice, there’s a lot of ways I can see this word applying to what we do at Onyx Path. Onwards to 2019!”

From Matthew “The Gentleman Gamer” Dawkins: “My new year’s resolution is to give a little more time to myself in 2019! My video game and reading time was way down in 2018, and I need to amend that in the coming year. Taking advantage of my leisure time rather than spending a lot of it on social media would go a long way toward making a more satisfied Matthew.”

From Dangerous Dixie Cochran: “In 2019, I want to, as Neil Gaiman said, “make good art.” More than that, I want to encourage others to make art, whether good or no. (Funny story, making bad art is the first step on the road to making good art.) I’ve always joked that I’m a support class in real life: I edit what others write, I help folks with problems, and I enjoy building people up and helping their voices be heard. I want to do more of that in the coming year. I want to work on helping people who are underrepresented into spotlights, and continue to showcase the current slate of amazing talent we have now. I want to work with amazing creators to figure out how to best polish their work, not just for them. I want to work on dozens of new and interesting and phenomenal books, and I want to see creatives in our field (and others) shine that maybe haven’t had the opportunity before.

I also want to meet more of you, the folks who keep us going. If you have live streams or events or podcasts, I want to hear about them! I also hope you come to the conventions we attend and say hello! Essentially, I want 2019 to be about community and coming together for the betterment of all parties involved. Happy New Year!”

From LisaT: “I’m going to try to establish a more permanent workspace in order to facilitate keeping better track of my broadening work responsibilities. And to establish some new skills in Excel and other programs to improve bookkeeping.”

From Jaunty James Bell, our Kickstarter Concierge: “2018 had a lot of transition for me – health challenges for my parents and new activities (and jobs!) for my children redefined my role as a son and father, keeping me busy. In 2019, I’m going to try to help family and friends as best I can, avoid the anger and despair from social media as much as possible, fall in love with each new kickstarter project, be organized, communicate clearly, and play more games!”

From Impish Ian Watson: “For 2019, I’d like to take more time to play games, and do some recreational reading. I enjoy both, but lately I’ve been spending my spare time on YouTube or whatever and not enough time with novels or game books.”

From Fast Eddy Webb: “In 2019, I resolve to make a second creator-owned property. It may not see the light of day in 2019, but I’d like to be in a place where I can start designing by the end of the year.”

From Mighty Matt McElroy: Well, Matt didn’t get me his resolution as he’s on a well-deserved and oft-postponed vacation (I hope!). So we won’t bother him, but I’ll give him an easy one based on past years’: “I’m going to drink all the coffee, and work crazy hours, and do seventeen person’s jobs.”

From RichT: “Gonna do more hands-on art and just be more hands-on with our projects this coming year. I participated in Inktober, and doing a piece of illustration a day was a marathon, but also was a joy that reconnected me to my art-creating roots.”

Happy New Year as we move into our eighth year as a company! Thanks to you all for your support in 2018 (and earlier) and talk to you next year all about our:

Many Worlds, One Path!

BLURBS!

KICKSTARTER:

They Came From Beneath the Sea! (TCFBtS!) funded on Kickstarter in less than 48 hours and we’ve passed through the first couple of Stretch Goals of getting Larry Blamire to illustrate a horizontal scene usable on a screen, the beginning of a book of additional Threats, and we are rising up on the next goal!

TCFBtS! has some very different additions to the Storypath mechanics we’ll be explaining during the KS that take an excellent 50’s action and investigation genre game and turn it to 11! You can see the actual play here:

Check out the teaser:https://youtu.be/kxLydk4t76s

Hope to see you there back in the 50’s, fighting watery menaces and cracking wise!

ONYX PATH MEDIA

Illustration by Michael Gaydos

This Friday’s Onyx Pathcast features an interview with SuperFan Jacob Burgess recorded at PAX Unplugged where he and Eddy ramble on hi-lariously, for quite some time I hear, all about his Bloodlines actual plays, his writing on Book of Oblivion, and maybe some hints about what he’ll be doing for us in 2019!

https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/

And Here’s More Media About Our Worlds:

The Story Told RPG Podcast have recently provided coverage of Scion Origin and Scion Hero, both of which will help anyone looking for insight into those two games. The same podcast will be launching actual plays of Exalted and Scion in the coming weeks, so stay tuned to their channels!

Origin: http://thestorytold.libsyn.com/episode-16-scion-2nd-edition-origin-overview

Hero: http://thestorytold.libsyn.com/episode-17-scion-hero-overview

The fine fellows at Caffeinated Conquests have started up the first streamed play of They Came from Beneath the Sea! Here’s the link to part one: https://youtu.be/pTpeQVIbv08And here’s the link to their Twitch channel so you can tune in to this game, and their other games, live: https://www.twitch.tv/caffeinatedconquests

The excellent team of Niveau Suivant are running a Scion actual play on YouTube and Twitch, and already have a log of videos should you wish to catch up on old episodes! You’ll need to be a French speaker for this one, or at least someone who enjoys the French accent: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLWC9p0HmTWK5C6FUpBQQSZnbakH5u1cTx And here’s their Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/niveausuivant

ELECTRONIC GAMING:

As we find ways to enable our community to more easily play our games, the Onyx Dice Rolling App is now live! Our dev team has been doing updates since we launched based on the excellent use-case comments by our community, and this thing is both rolling and rocking!

ON AMAZON AND BARNES & NOBLE:

You can now read our fiction from the comfort and convenience of your Kindle (from Amazon) and Nook (from Barnes & Noble).

If you enjoy these or any other of our books, please help us by writing reviews on the site of the sales venue you bought it from. Reviews really, really help us with getting folks interested in our amazing fiction!

Our selection includes these fiction books:

OUR SALES PARTNERS:

We’re working with Studio2 to get Pugmire out into stores, as well as to individuals through their online store. You can pick up the traditionally printed main book, the Screen, and the official Pugmire dice through our friends there! http://bit.ly/2w0aaEW

And we’ve added Prince’s Gambit to our Studio2 catalog: https://studio2publishing.com/products/prince-s-gambit-card-game

Looking for our Deluxe or Prestige Edition books? Try this link! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Onyx-Path-Publishing/

Here’s the link to the press release we put out about how Onyx Path is now selling through Indie Press Revolution: http://theonyxpath.com/press-release-onyx-path-limited-editions-now-available-through-indie-press-revolution/

And you can now order Pugmire: the book, the screen, and the dice! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/manufacturers.php?manufacturerid=296

DRIVETHRURPG.COM:

This week, we’re offering PDF and PoD versions of the Promethean 2e book, Night Horrors: The Tormented on DTRPG!

CONVENTIONS

Start getting ready for our appearance at MidWinter NEXT WEEK in January in Milwaukee! So many demos, playtests, secret playtests, and Onyx Path Q&As you could plotz!

And now, the new project status updates!

DEVELOPMENT STATUS FROM FAST EDDY WEBB (projects in bold have changed status since last week):

First Draft (The first phase of a project that is about the work being done by writers, not dev prep)

20 The Technocracy Reloaded (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

M20 Victorian Mage (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

City of the Towered Tombs (Cavaliers of Mars)

Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition core rulebook (Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition)

Geist2e Fiction Anthology (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

Pirates of Pugmire (Realms of Pugmire)

Distant Worlds (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Dragon-Blooded Novella #1 (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Across the Eight Directions (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Exalted Essay Collection (Exalted)

Legendlore core book (Legendlore)

Creatures of the World Bestiary (Scion 2nd Edition)

Chicago Folio/Dossier (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)

Let The Streets Run Red (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)

Redlines

Deviant: The Renegades (Deviant: The Renegades)

Witch-Queen of the Shadowed Citadel (Cavaliers of Mars)

Scion Companion: Mysteries of the World (Scion 2nd Edition)

Memento Mori: the GtSE 2e Companion (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

C20 Novel (Jackie Cassada) (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

Second Draft

Tales of Good Dogs – Pugmire Fiction Anthology (Pugmire)

Heirs to the Shogunate (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Scion Ready Made Characters (Scion 2nd Edition)

Scion Jumpstart (Scion 2nd Edition)

Development

Hunter: the Vigil 2e core (Hunter: the Vigil 2nd Edition)

CofD Contagion Chronicle (Chronicles of Darkness)

Lunars: Fangs at the Gate (Exalted 3rd Edition)

WoD Ghost Hunters (World of Darkness)

Oak, Ash, and Thorn: Changeling: The Lost 2nd Companion (Changeling: The Lost 2nd)

CofD Dark Eras 2 (Chronicles of Darkness)

Night Horrors: Nameless and Accursed (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

Manuscript Approval:

Wr20 Book of Oblivion (Wraith: The Oblivion 20th Anniversary Edition)

Trinity Continuum: Aberrant core (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant)

Editing:

Aeon Aexpansion (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Dystopia Rising: Evolution (Dystopia Rising: Evolution)

M20 Book of the Fallen (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

Adventures for Curious Cats (Monarchies of Mau)

In Media Res (Trinity Continuum: Core)

Tales of Excellent Cats (Monarchies of Mau)

V5 Chicago By Night (Vampire: The Masquerade)

V5 Chicago By Night Screen (Vampire: The Masquerade)

Spilled Blood (Vampire: The Requiem 2nd Edition)

Night Horrors: Shunned by the Moon (Werewolf: The Forsaken 2nd Edition)

Post-Editing Development:

C20 Players’ Guide (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

Signs of Sorcery (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

Indexing:

Scion Origin (Scion Second Edition)

Scion Hero (Scion Second Edition)

ART DIRECTION FROM MIRTHFUL MIKE:

In Art Direction

Dystopia Rising: Evolution – Finals coming in.

The Realm

Ex3 Monthly Stuff – more art going over to WW.

Chicago By Night – Contracting next bits.

C20 Player’s Guide – Finals coming in and going in for WW approval.

Aeon Aexpansion

They Came From Beneath the Sea! – KS ready.

EX3 Lunars – Some KS finals coming in.

Signs of Sorcery – Just need fulls to come in this week.

In Media Res – Contracted.

Hunter: The Vigil 2 – KS art in progress.

Shunned By the Moon – Awaiting notes.

Marketing Stuff

In Layout

Ex Novel 2 (Aaron Rosenberg) – With Meredith.

Geist 2e

Proofing

Scion Hero – Indexing.

Scion Origin – Indexing.

CtL2 Jumpstart – Shutting down errata.

M20: Gods and Monsters

Pugmire Roll of Good Dogs and Cats – 2nd Proof sent out.

Trinity Core – Gathering errata.

Trinity Aeon – Gathering errata.

Ex3 Dragon Blooded – Gathering errata.

At Press

Wraith 20th – New cover proof approved. Everything else is printing.

Wraith 20 Screen – Printed.

Scion Dice – At Studio2.

Lost 2e Screen – Shipping to shipper.

Scion Screen – Shipping to shipper.

Changeling: The Lost 2e – Going out to backers. PoD proof ordered.

Fetch Quest – Manufacturing continuing.

PtC Tormented – ON SALE this Wednesday on DTRPG!

TODAY’S REASON TO CELEBRATE:

Happy New Year! May 2019 be better than 2018 for all of you in every way!

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Red Rose - Chapter 1

Prologue CH. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9 Ch. 10 Ch. 11 Ch. 12 Ch. 13 Ch. 14 Ch. 15 Ch. 16

Summary: Riley, a simpleton waitress from New York, meets a strange group of men. An unwelcome presence lurks, however, and they don’t seem very content in just watching.

Rating: T - Content not suitable for children. Suitable for teens, 13 years and older, with minor suggestive adult themes.

Notes: As promised, here it is chapter 1. I wonder who you think Theodora is. Send me your thoughts, I’ll be glad to hear them. No spoilers, though!

Vienna, Spring 2006

Liam stared blankly to the canvas in front of him, trying to get some sense out of it. Up so far, he failed miserably.

To be fair, he didn’t think many people his age would even bother to try, much less achieve, to understand the painting. It was a sickly green, with some reddish shadows that he couldn’t quite manage to place what they were. The title, Schadenfreude, was of not much help. Not only was in German, a language no tutor quite managed to instill in him, it referred to a concept rather… mismatched with the image he currently saw in front of him.

Let’s face it, Liam is pants in art appreciation.

“What have this painting done for you to frown so much at it?” A red-haired girl about his age asked him in French.

He was taken by surprise by the girl’s approach. He got stiff for a second, but with a discreet nod by an inconspicuous man a few meters away, he relaxed again. “How come you know I speak French?” He asked, curious.

“I make a point in being observant. You don’t look Austrian, you’re way too tanned. You don’t look Italian, with all that blonde hair of yours. My first guess was French, but you don’t quite sound like one either.”

He smiled despite himself. He supposed he could humor the girl for a while. “You’re right. I’m Cordonian.”

“A beautiful land.” She said, in a heavily accented Greek. “What brings you to Austria?”, she asked, back to French.

“I’m visiting a friend.” He said, simple.

“But you seem to have come alone.”

“He’s not into art.”

“Ah! So, it’s a he!” She exclaimed, and he laughed. “You’re a tough nut to crack, mister. And I’m Germanic.”

“I suppose I’m a little shy. Or have something to hide.”

“I guess it’s the second one. You’re not into art either, are you?”

He smiled. “Busted. I’m really not. But that painting out in the front was much too beautiful, I got curious.”

She smiled. “Yeah, Hagia Sophia in Purple. It’s one of my favorites, too. You’re out of luck, though… That’s from an early collection by the artist. Now we’re doing abstract art.”

“So I’ve noticed… I never really got those, you know? It seems to me a little… I don’t know, childlike? Chicken scratch?”

She laughed softly, like a violin. “Oh, if I had a dime for every time I heard that! You’re not really wrong, those are very strange images. But the thing is, it isn’t about what you see, but what you feel, what comes to your mind.”

He raised an eyebrow, confused. He had heard that quite a lot at his art lessons, but never quite comprehended what that meant.

“Look, let me help you,” She motioned to him to face the painting. “What do you see?”

“Green?”

“I can work with that. What does green mean to you?”

“Apples? Forests? Grass?” He guessed, but faced the patient negative from his master.

“No, I mean, what remind you of? Something intimate, deep.”

“I guess, sickness… Jealousy…” Yeah, definitely that. He could feel himself getting nauseated from watching it.

“And what does the title mean?”

“To be happy for one’s misery.”

She hummed. “And how do you relate what you feel to that concept?”

“That the artist is glad to make me sick?”

She once again laughed, this time more hysterically. “Perhaps. She could be a bitch.”

It was his time to snort. “Hey… I never really got your name.”

“Pardon me. I am Linda Rosa Valois, enchanted.”

He froze in shock. “Valois? As in...”

The redhead cut him off. “As in the artist of the childlike painting, yeah.”

Liam started to stutter. “Lord, I am so sorry! I did not mean to...”

“Don’t worry. It’s art! The beauty of it is that all viewpoints coexist peacefully.”

“That’s wise, I suppose… I’m Liam.” He extended his hand. As she handed him hers, he kissed the top of it.

“Now, if you excuse me,” She said, softly, “I must get back to work. I am here every afternoon, should your guy-friend decide he’s not into coffee either.”

“He despises it.” He laughed. As Linda Rosa turned to leave, Liam calls her back. “Miss Valois?”

“Yes?”

“What do you want to say with your painting?”

“Perhaps I’ll tell you someday.”

New York City, Fall 2015

The winds started changing in New York, signaling the end of Summer. Riley couldn’t say she wasn’t glad. The heat has been suffocating that year, never before have the season felt that hot.

She passed by a mean-faced guy in black, hanging in front of a car. The street was rather empty, she could see four or five people around. Almost nothing, considering it was New York, and still kind of early.

The graying skies predicted rain that evening. She pulled her jacket closer to her carboniferous hair, in an attempt to cover her neck and shoulders, exposed by the waitress’ bun and her cleaved uniform.

To be a waitress in a dingy watering hole in Brooklyn is far from being Riley’s dream, but, given the circumstances, it was her only choice. It paid well for a blue-collar job, and if she could manage not to punch anyone, the tips weren’t that bad either.

A block or so from the bar she saw another man dressed in black. She noticed the red button in his clothes. Her breath hitched in her throat.

Trying to pass unnoticed, she pulled the jacket, looked down and kept walking, hurriedly. She believes she wasn’t seen, but to be sure, she took a few wrong turns in her way to work.

A few too much, it would appear, as, when she arrived, Frank, her lovely boss, was waiting for her.

“You’re late!” He screamed, or rather, spoke in his indoor voice. Frank couldn’t be bothered to lower his tone.

Ignoring him, she went on to work her shift.

A few hours into the night, she was close to be finished with it all.

“Ah, the glamour of New York, taking out the trash in a Saturday night!”

One of her co-workers, Daniel, was helping her. She liked Daniel, she supposed. Even though he was a little lazy, he entertained her with his tales from the ship he used to work.

“It could be worse.” He said, “There could be…”

A mouse jumped out of one of the dumpsters.

“RATS! Riley! Save me!”

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of this adorable little mouse! He’s a survivor, just like us!”

Back inside, she noticed an entourage just got in. Frank said they were a bachelor party. Nice.

“Waitress!” Said one of the three guys, a middle-eastern looking young man. “We need your best table!”

“Forget the table!” Said another, a jean-clad man. “Just bring us whiskey, and lots of it.”

Yay. Rowdy drunkards.

Daniel paled looking at them. Riley could just foresee what he was about to do.

“I’ve got a date tonight!” He said, “I’ll never make it out of here on time!”

“You really want me to take the bachelor party?” Riley said. “Why do I always get the rowdy tables?”

“Because you’re way better at this than I am.” Cheeky bastard.

Riley facepalmed, but smiled kindly, despite her deep displeasure. “Fine. But you owe me one.”

Saying her goodbyes, she walks over the table.

“Hello, gentlemen!” She mustered her best smile. “I’ll be taking care of you this evening!”

She wasn’t quite finished when yet-another man, dressed in a designer shirt, ordered steaks. If the accent wasn’t a dead give-away, that would be her first clue that they were foreigners.

“The closest thing we have to a steak is the burger.”

“Dare I ask for your wine list?” Asked the middle-easterner, dejected.

“We’ve got an excellent vintage house red. And it also comes in white!”

The jean-guy, with common sense, ordered whiskey and four burgers. Counting only three clients, she wonders why four meals. Turning for the kitchen, she only just bumps into the fourth party-goer.

“Sorry I’m late,” He says. “Thank you for your patience, miss…?”

“Riley. No trouble at all.”

“Charmed to make your acquaintance, Riley.”

“It’s really nice to meet you too. Now, excuse me, I’ll be back with your order shortly. Please, make yourselves comfortable.”

Riley was wiping the bar and emptying the tip jar. The place has only just closed, but the party was still around. Lost in some pop lyrics, she was surprised by the tap on her shoulder.

“I think we’re about to head out.” The blond, Liam, told her. “I just wanted to thank you… and apologize. I know we kept you late, and my friends can be… demanding.”

Well, back when she was only but a kid and her mother took her to church, the clergyman used to say there was no sin big enough to be unforgivable if a truly regretful heart asked, sincere, for pardon.

Besides, they could have been jerks and just left.

Feeling the irritation evaporate, she answered: “Demanding? Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

As it seems, Liam found humor in her words. “I got the feeling that you could take care of yourself.” As an afterthought, he added: “If you don’t have any plans tonight, maybe I can make it up to you by buying you a drink. We’re about to go to a club.”

“Oh,” She said. “Which one?”

“We’re hoping you might have some advice about that. We’re not from around here.”

No, really?

Figuring from the outlandish requests and the thickness the check had acquired while in their table, she believed they were wealthy, if not well-connected. Going into clubs shouldn’t be a hassle for them.

“In which case,” She said to herself and for Liam. “I recommend going to the hottest club in town this season, Kismet.”

“That sounds perfect. Lead the way!” He said, with a smile.

Making use of a dress she had in her locker due to an event a few weeks before in the bar, and perfectly refreshed, she stepped outside to meet the others.

Receiving a round of compliments due to her look, she must admit she wears green well.

Liam, however, was a little less than amused. “I doubt she appreciates you talking about her like that.”

Maxwell, she finds the guy in the shirt is called, apologizes for all the catcalling. “Now let’s get this party started!”

“So, she’s our tour guide now?” The jeans, Drake, surly asked.

“Riley” Liam emphasizes. “Was kind enough to agree to show us around. She’s doing us a favor, so play nice.”

A short and somewhat awkward cab ride later and they were in the club. She blinked and found herself alone with Liam, as the others went to the dancefloor.

“Thank you for bringing us here.” The blond said. “The guys are having fun already.”

Taking in consideration that statement, Riley says: “I bet you’re used to putting everyone else first.”

Humoring her, he says: “And why would you say that?”

“I can tell. I’m good at reading people.”

A memory flashes in Liam’s mind for a second, but he soon represses it.

“Now,” She said. “Forget your friends. How do you like it here?”

“What I enjoy the most is the company.” He says, in a somewhat flirtatious smile. “And I believe I am in your debt. What will the lady have?”

“Surprise me.” She said.

A minute later they were toasting with some flaming cocktails.

“A funny choice,” She teases.

“Careful.” He says, blowing the fire. “We’re playing it hot.”

“That’s what makes it fun!” Downing hers, she finished with a “Thanks. I guess we’re even now.”

He hummed. “I guess you’re right. Now I’ll have to find some other excuse to get you to stay.”

“Better think of something fast.”

“Well… the guys are really warming up to you.” She doubted. “If you stick around, you can keep them in line.”

“Oh, yeah?” She said. “I’m pretty sure I just saw a girl dump her drink on Maxwell.”

“See? You’re needed more now than ever.”

“Yeah.” She tutted. “But I’m no babysitter.”

“And what if I buy you another drink? Does that work for you?”

She tucked a rebel strand of hair behind her right ear. “Now you’re not even trying to persuade me.”

“Okay. You got me.” He raised his hand and fake-sighted. In a more serious tone, though, he added: “Hanging out with you is the most fun I’ve had this entire vacation.”

“Oh.” She didn’t know quite how to respond. “That’s… sweet. I suppose you haven’t been enjoying yourself all that much, then.”

“It’s…” He wrestled the words. “Been wonderful, but there’s something missing. I really wanted to…”

“To?”

“It’s… Well… You might think it’s silly, but I’ve always wanted to see the Statue of Liberty. It wasn’t in the guys’ plan, so we never got around to it. And now it’s my last day here…” He real-sighed now. “I don’t mean to sound ungrateful. It has been thoughtful of them to throw me this bachelor party. They’ve done their best, but I’m not in a celebratory mood.”

In her most neutral tone of voice she could muster, Riley said: “I thought it was Tariq’s bachelor party.” Tariq would be the middle-easterner. “Congratulations, Liam.”

In truth, she was kind of annoyed. It wasn’t cool of his part to go out with a girl while his fiancée waited for him an ocean away.

Liam was downcast. “If you knew the whole story, you might not congratulate me so quickly.”

“Oh?” She quipped her ears.

“I actually don’t know who I’m going to marry just yet… Only that I have to pick her before the winter is over.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“The truth is, Riley…” He twists his face in a displeased scowl, as the word is hard to pronounce. “I’m the Crown Prince of Cordonia. That is, a country just across the sea from Italy, to the east.”

Crown Prince of Cordonia? Riley knows of the Bonaparte-Valona-Rys, but as far as she remembered, the Crown Prince was Leo. So are the broadcasters, such a small, somewhat backwater country never makes the news.

Trying to ease him, and herself, into it, she says: “I kinda had a feeling.”

She didn’t have much success. “You did?!”

“You’ve got a bunch of fancy guys in your bachelor party who tried to order fillet mignon at a bar.”

Wordlessly, he conceded they were an eyesore. “And you don’t care? Not everyone takes in stride.”

“It takes more than that to intimidate me.”

He scoffs at his own foolishness. “You’re fearless. I admire that in you. You decide who you are. You could be anything, do anything. What drives you?”

That’s a statement one step too close to home. Thinking about what he said, she answers: “To live every day to the fullest. I long to make every day an adventure! You only get one chance in life, and I want to make mine count.”

“That’s beautiful, Riley.”

Hearing the commotion behind her, Riley uses it as a chance to change subjects. “Your friends seem to be having the time of their lives.”

“I’m happy for them. They deserve to have fun.”

Riley takes notice of the rehearsed answers. It’s like interviewing a Miss Universe.

“Tomorrow,” He adds, with a little more sentiment. “It’s back to Cordonia for the start of the social season.”

She looks, passingly, to the bar. Tariq seemed to be ordering yet another bottle of champagne. As it was Saturday, the club was packed with people. Men, women, all single and ready to mingle. But, in a first look, there was someone who dissents from that trend. A man in black. God, it was the man from earlier today!

Riley got scared. She needed an escape plan.

“But it’s not tomorrow yet.” Riley said.

“What are you suggesting?” Liam asked, curious.

“You said you want to see the Statue of Liberty. Let’s do it! I know a place where we can catch a boat.”

“A boat? How will you manage a boat?”

She laughs. “Ye of little faith! I’ll call in a favor, don’t worry.”

“A favor? Just like that, you can get us on a boat after midnight to see the Statue of Liberty?”

“I have some friends who owe me. Come on! I know it’s important to you, so let’s go!”

“Right now?”

“No, next week! Of course, it’s now. Your friends look busy, they won’t notice we’re gone.”

“You’re not taking no as an answer, are you?”

“No.”

He flashes the happiest smile she has seen all night. “Then I happily surrender to your demands.”

Down at the marina, boarding the boat, Liam admires the view of the city.

“Not a bad scenario.” He says.

She smiles at him and says: “Now I’m dying to know why you’re so eager to see the Statue of Liberty.”

“Can’t you guess?” He said, half lame, half joking.

“I’d say it’s because it symbolizes freedom.” She mockingly scratched her chin, as an upscale psychologist.

“Freedom is something I always wanted.” Liam said, in excitement. “But I’ve always known that my role would require me to give up much of what I desire.”

Something was really off. Always? As she got home, she’d investigate that statement better.

“You are the Prince. Can’t you do what you want at least some of the time?”

“As a member of the Royal House, my actions reflect in all of Cordonia. That is a lesson I’ve never been allowed to forget, no matter how badly I want to.”

The last part of that sentence was said staring longing at Riley’s figure, who was looking at the sky, philosophically. The driver calls for her, she pays for his services discreetly.

“Let’s go!” As she said, the ship started running.

They get quiet for a moment, up until Liam says: “I don’t think you’d be able to pull this off.”

“You just don’t know me very well.”

He’s amused by that answer. “You’re right. But I’d like to change that. You’re fascinating, Riley!” He thinks for a second, and then asks: “Why are you doing all this for me?”

She smiles, and gives a somewhat true answer: “You seemed like you needed it.” She sure knows she needed it.

“That’s… so sweet of you. No one has ever done something like that for me before.”

“You’re a prince, Liam.” She said. “People do things for you all the time.”

“I do get all the perks that come with being royalty, but no one ever seen me as me. No one ever listened to me the way you listen. No one come up with a spur-of-the-moment plan to make my dream come true.”

“Oh, Liam…” She was sincerely touched. “What else do you dream about?”

“Finding someone. Someone who can be the Queen Cordonia needs.”

It seems sad to her that even his dreams are grounded by a harsh reality. Seems hopeless, even.

“And…” She tries to amend. “Someone who you fall in love with, right?”

“That’s never been part of the criteria that the Cordonian Council uses.”

Riley may be an adult, her princess pink dreams from infancy may be long gone, but it does bring a wave of disappointment to her heart.

As she contemplates her feelings on the matter, the mist dissipates, and they get their first good look into the Statue.

“So,” Riley asks. “What do you think?”

Liam looks stargazed to the great, green woman. The definite embodiment of freedom holding a torch above her head – the northern star for all people in the world. He sees the broken chains at her feet, half-hidden by her robes, close as they are from the island. The symbol of a foreign nation, ironically, means something so opposite to him as a symbol of his own homeland.

“Magnificent.” Liam breathes. “I’ve heard that art has meaning because of how it makes the viewer feel. It only matters if it moves you.”

Riley smiles, sweetly. “And?”

“And right now, looking at this view with you, I feel like anything is possible. Thank you for this moment, Riley. This feeling… this mean more to me than you could ever know.”

“Liam…”

“I want you to know I admire you. Your adventurous spirit. The way you follow your heart.”

“You can live that way too, you know?”

“If only. My whole life I’ve prepared myself to do what’s best for Cordonia.”

“Well, we’re not in Cordonia now.”

Liam watches those seemingly-familiar onyx eyes as he draws close. He puts his hands to her sides, pulling her in and kissing her deeply. As she goes out of breath, they pant in a rhythm, with their foreheads against each other’s.

“I’m glad to have met you, Riley. I’ll never forget this night.”

In between kisses, they soon are brought back to the shore.

As the reality comes down at Liam, they have a lovers’ farewell, as he hops in the cab.

Happy with how her night turned out, Riley had a skip on her step walking her way home.

As she unlocked the door and turned on the light, there he was. The man who has been stalking her all day.

“I have finally found you.”

She screams in terror.

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sapphicscholar · 7 years ago

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hey so i have a stupid funny prompt that popped into my head, could you write sanvers watching taxi brooklyn together, cue alex not seeing the uncanny resemblance between her and cat, maggie continually telling her, and maggie criticizing everyone lol

Here you go! It’s also posted on AO3 if anyone would prefer to read there (or if other folks have watched Taxi Brooklyn and want to commiserate there in the comments). Fair warning for spoilers for the show and pure crack ahead.

It had all started with Maggie coming home from work excitedly declaring that she had found a new show for them to watch. “Babe! I found your TV twin!” she had insisted, holding out her phone to a skeptical Alex, who had refused to admit any resemblance. “When you see her in action, you’ll see it,” Maggie maintained.

Which is how they found themselves curled up on their couch one rainy Saturday morning, intent on binging several episodes. During the first episode, Maggie insisted, time and again, that the resemblance was truly uncanny. Refusing to budge on her position, Alex shook her head. “Absolutely not! Look at how short her hair is!”

“Babe,” Maggie whined, “you’d look like her with short hair.”

“I don’t wear that much plaid.”

“But how great would it be if you did? Also, maybe you should give that open-flannel over sexy ribbed tank top thing a shot…just saying, it’d be hot.”

“It’s hot on her. On me…no, I’d look funny.”

“That’s so not true. Also, I’m totally shipping your character with the ME. I think they’d make an excellent couple.”

“You’ll ship any two pretty women who talk to each other,” Alex retorted, feeling more than a little proud of herself for having remembered the definition of shipping after learning all about fandom from Maggie. “Plus, she’s not my character!”

Maggie just sighed loudly and rolled her eyes; she’d get Alex to see it eventually. As she focused more on the plot, though, Maggie grew increasingly frustrated with their depictions of police work. “You can’t just commandeer a taxi!” Then, a few minutes later: “You don’t just go with your gut! God, Alex, your character is a terrible detective!”

“She’s not me!” Alex shot back.

By the time they got to the third episode and Annabella was introduced, Maggie cackled, “Oh my god! Cat even has her own Vicky Donahue!”

“What do you mean? They’re just friends, Maggie.”

“Yeah…just like you and I are gal pals that share a bed and casually fuck but just like BFFs do, right?”

“Not the same.”

“They’re talking about practicing kissing, for god’s sake!” Maggie yelled, nearly upending the popcorn in her excitement to make her point.

Alex paused, rewinding to hear that scene again. “No!” she countered. “They were practicing kissing the same neighbor boy! That’s totally different.”

“You know it’s just one stop short of turning to each other and cutting out the middle man. Literally.”

“Speaking from experience?” Alex asked, arching an eyebrow as she paused the show and turned to regard Maggie more closely.

“What? No…”

“That’s a big yes.”

“It’s a no…just, well, a nuanced no? There are a lot of straight girls in college who really want to know what it’s like to kiss a girl and all.”

“And you were only too happy to satisfy their curiosity?”

“I satisfied something.” Maggie preened as Alex scowled. “C’mon, you love me.”

“You’re okay.”

“It’ll do. Now hit play! I need to find out what happens.”

By the sixth episode, both Maggie and Alex had grown quite vocal in their commentary. It helped that they had begun drinking after lunch—just beer, but enough to loosen their tongues.

“You can’t just take your friend to interview a serial killer! No captain would allow that!” Maggie yelled at the screen, tossing a handful of popcorn, even though she knew she’d be the one to vacuum it up later.

“It’s a show,” Alex whispered, pressing kisses to Maggie’s temple and stroking a hand through her hair.

And to her credit, Maggie did let that particular point go in favor of complaining as soon as she first suspected that the new serial killer might be a woman. “Statistically that is so unlikely. And are they really going to make the killer a queer woman? That’s so rude. I mean, yeah, I’d be in love with Cat too.” In response to Alex’s glare, she added, “Because she looks so much like you, duh. But we’re not all villains! When is television going to do right by us?”

“I thought the biggest problem was all of the shows that kill us off.” Alex tilted her head to the side, trying to remember the list of dead lesbian characters Maggie had once rattled off to her—Dana, Tara, Lexa, probably more names ending with ‘a’s too.

“Well, that’s its own separate issue. But also TV shows somehow think it’s gonna be a big plot twist to have some crazy jealous, possessive lesbian who goes crazy and murders her ex or some girl she’s in love with even though they’ve barely met or something. It’s rude. I hate it.”

“Do you hate it more than the bury your gays trope, though?”

Considering it for a moment, Maggie shook her head. “No. If they’d get a little more innovative with it, I wouldn’t mind the gay villains. Very campy. Lots of history there. But stop having us do the same damn thing over and over again. We literally fill the halls of English Departments and MFA programs and art schools! We’re more creative than they give us credit for,” she huffed.

Once Maggie was vindicated in her suspicions about the show, they took a break to get themselves another round of beers and make out for a while to “make up for the lack of overt queerness on the show,” Maggie had insisted, though as they let the seventh episode play, she went back to insisting that Cat was quite clearly a lesbian.

Alex laughed it off, until the show cut to a scene of Cat making out with Rhys and looking terribly uncomfortable as she pulled away, finding that she just couldn’t do it. “Well…that is a bit familiar,” she chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly.

“Danvers, she is literally you – those are your mannerisms!”

Alex shook her head at Maggie and looked back at the screen just in time to see Cat transition seamlessly from aggressively making out with Rhys to pinning him on his stomach. “What the fuck?” Alex laughed.

“Oh my god…was she trying to peg him?” Maggie cackled. “If this isn’t proof that Cat is as gay as you are, I don’t know what is.”

“I think she was trying to arrest him?”

“That’s not fun. Unless it’s role play,” Maggie added with a wink.

“But they wouldn’t really imply that she was trying to, you know…would they?”

“It’s based on a French film,” Maggie shrugged. “Plus, I bet Gregg was into it.”

“Ew, he’s so gross.”

“True. But also you and your doppelganger are also both so gay.”

“We don’t look alike,” Alex huffed. “Seriously, she’s got more freckles than I do. And her hair is lighter. And shorter. Also, I feel like we’re built differently.”

“Freckles can be covered with makeup. Hair can be cut and dyed different colors. And as the person who is perhaps most intimately familiar with your body and your build, I’m telling you, you’re totally twins. Also, you act similarly.”

“You were just calling her a bad cop!”

“Okay, not like that. I mean, she’s not following procedures, but I’m talking about your temperaments. You’re both a little…angry?”

“You’re not helping your case.”

“I meant to say passionate!”

—

As the credits for the twelfth episode rolled, Alex clicked play to go on to the next episode, only to find that an entirely new show began. Grumbling, she clicked back to the main menu to get back to their show, only to find that episode 12 was apparently the last episode of the season. “Mags!” she yelled to Maggie, who had gotten up to find some dessert. There was nothing like staying on the couch all day to tire them out.

“What?” Maggie yelled back, making her way into the living room balancing a box of cookies and a carton of vegan ice cream.

“Where can we stream season two?”

“There isn’t a season two.”

“Excuse me?”

“It got cancelled.”

“So you’re telling me that we’re never going to know what happens? Will Gregg get arrested? Will Cat get arrested? Is Leo’s roommate okay? Is his family okay? Is Cat’s mom alive? Was she on the boat? Is Annabella going to jail? Oh my god, there are so many fucking questions! Why would you let us watch a show that got cancelled?”

“You said you didn’t even like the show that much,” Maggie tried by way of a defense, though she had to admit, she’d expected a more satisfying ending too.

“Just because it’s not my favorite doesn’t mean I don’t want to know how it ends!”

Maggie’s face suddenly lit up and she nearly threw the desserts in her excitement as she began gesticulating wildly—one of the surest signs that she had crossed the line from tipsy to drunk. “Oh my gosh! Wait! You already look like Cat, then we can get J’onn to shapeshift into Leo and find people who look enough like the other characters—no! Wait! J’onn can play them all! Except Cat, because you already look like her. And we’ll create our own finale to answer all the questions!”

Alex burst out laughing only to find that Maggie had dropped off the desserts and already had a pen and notepad in hand. “Okay, first question,” Maggie began. “How long into this finale do we have to wait for you to come out?”

#supergirl #crack #taxi brooklyn #Alex danvers #Maggie sawyer #cat sullivan #Alex x maggie #sanvers #prompt fill #fanfic #ao3feed

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crayvexador · 8 years ago

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In which Lexa opens a secet chat room for Malcolm and her. based on this headcanon

characters: lexa, malcolm, mention of crayton & ella

ships: mention of craylexa

words: 2087

@officialpittacuslore

During the past week, Lexa spent her sleepless nights building a private chat room for Malcolm, her new ally, and her.

Line after line of code, she planted countless pages filled with message boxes that couldn’t be closed, flashy advertisements for doubtful products, and if by any chance the person who attemped to get into their secret chat hadn’t turned off their computer yet, a virus Lexa developed herself would wipe out the motherboard.

After she finished encrypting the room, and tested her hiding method on one of her old computers, she leaned back in her wooden chair, exhausted because of the tiring work that was writing code, and stretched her arms above her head. Every night it happened, for the last five days. She had kept Malcolm in the back of her mind in the morning and afternoon, searching for signs of the Garde, and returned to him in the evening.

The idea had occurred to her when she was driving back to her safe house from his home. She thought that if every person who was around her was in danger, it would be better to keep her distance, without losing that important ally. Earth’s setting sun painted her in an orange light as she decided the idea would turn into reality.

Privacy was an aspect she had always excelled in. Back in Lorien, when she created programs not for keeping herself safe from the Mogadorians, she had watched a lot of people without them knowing. She gathered precious information some people wanted to keep away from the crowd’s eyes, or release it for them to see, all for the right price. Her programs gave her money for rant, or for food. Without the will to bring Lorien’s corrupted society out in the light, she would have fled the capital, breaking any connection she had with Lorien.

Nevertheless, she persisted, and her stubbornness eventually lead to the message one of her programs picked up in the night of Lorien’s destruction, the list of the nine Garde children and their Cepans. She remembered how her heart skipped a beat when she read Loridas’ name, the proof she had waited for had come, only to find herself flying a ship our of her planet.

In Yellowhammer, the small cabin she had turned into her guarded safe house, she stepped towards her computer, her blood was hot with determination and excitment. Going through news sites and sketchy blogs in hope to find any clue about the Garde children- and delete any mentions of it around the internet- wasn’t as eventful as she first thought it would be. But her new project brought passion to her heart and gave her a new goal to achieve.

She had lifted her laptop’s display screen, that shined into life and revealed a background picture of a field filled with red flowers, a view she only assumed the humans considered as calming. The silly landscape photos never failed to make her roll her eyes. They were nothing compared to Lorien’s breathtaking mountains, clear seas or ancient caves.

Nothing could ever compare to Lorien, she thought.

She had entered the new password she made last night, like in every night, a combination of letters and numbers another program of hers prepared. Her computer unlocked and the last window she had opened took her sight.

It was Crayton, holding his Garde’s hand, smiling at in front what seemed to be an airplane that had just landed. Nostalgia and longing washed over her, and she found herself missing both of them.

Ella looked like a different person, tall with the same auburn she had when she last saw her. It was long, resting on the way down her back. Lexa guessed little Ella was five years old now, give or take a year. She was dressed in pink rain boots and a purple coat with fur surrounding the hat that covered her floral dress.

Crayton, who was leaning over as he walked with Ella, was wearing a pale blue shirt and a dark pair of jeans. A navy colored jacket protected him from the cold. It was the first time in five years she had seen him, since he took Ella and left. He almost looked the same, except that he grew a little larger, got stronger. His eyes changed as well. In the year and a half they spend together on the ship with Zophie, she noticed the way his eyes became cloudy when he was worried. Although the picture was taken from a distance, she could see through his eyes he was no longer scared. Somewhere during those five years, he became sure of himself.

Lexa knew what she needed to do, but she couldn’t let him go yet. She wanted to get a hold of his computer- she had done it in the past, to other people- and reach him. Talk to him. But because it wasn’t an option, not even in her wildest dreams, she clicked on the picture and hit “print”.

It was a foolish action, even selfish, she told herself as the printer sucked a blank page from one side and drew Crayton’s details on the other. All aside, she couldn’t help herself. She reasoned with her logical side as she hanged the picture the shelf above her. So I won’t forget their faces, she thought.

She closed the picture and activated her program, deleting the page, the picture from the uploader’s computer, and any other mentions of it across the web. The program destroyed any trace of it, until she was the only one who could look at it.

Now, in the moment she finished building her and Malcolm’s chat room, she could finally see the room as he would see it. At first sight, she wondered if she should have made it more impressive. The chat was nothing but a white page with a typing box in the lower part of the screen. The messages were placed in the middle, with a scrollbar in the right to view older messages and a button to send a picture.

In addition, there was a round button next to the “send” button, with a red exclamation mark on it. After ten minutes, every message would be deleted automatically, but this button allowed to do the same, without the wait, in case of danger.

Thinking the room was ready to go, she look for the sticky note with Malcolm’s email she had written before they met at his house. Her desk was messy, full of prints and papers. Once she found his email, she logged into her email account, and sent him a message.

“Tell them the ship in Egypt is wrecked.” she wrote, repeating what she told him in person, and added the direct link to the chat. It could only be opened from his computer.

Like every one of her steps in the internet, the message would delete itself once Malcolm closed it. Now she could only hope he would realize it was her who was sending it.

An hour later, while she was spinning pasta around her fork, her computer buzzed. It was the sound she put in the chat room, when a new message was received. She put her bowl down on the table, rose up from her couch and rushed towards her laptop.

I did. The message said.

As happy as she was Malcolm managed to get inside the chat, she had to make sure it wasn’t somebody else. Her fingers were hovering over the keyboard, thinking of an answer.

Can you send a picture? Need to know it’s you. Button next to the text box.

A few seconds passed in silence, until the chat beeped again, followed by a picture of Malcolm. He was sitting in front of a desk, she could tell, because his chest was blocked in the picture. He had a grey plaid shirt and his face was serious.

Can you do the same? he sent, and she almost wrote back she was the one who made the chat, so it was obviously her.

However, she didn’t argue further. Peeling the square shaped sticker she put over the built in camera, she pressed the photo button and a window opened up. She tried to smile gently, making a friendly face. Malcolm was scared enough when she showed up in his door, asking about Pittacus Lore and the Mogadorians.

The picture uploaded and she braced herself from seeing her awkward face. Not that bad, she thought.

We better not to use names here. I made this page impossible to reach, although we’re the only people with a direct link to it. But you can never know. she replied.

How did you get my email? Malcolm asked.

Lexa’s cheeks heated up, feeling as if getting Malcolm’s email account was wrong.

I was... looking around. she typed back.

Another moment without an answer. She could only imagine Malcolm leaning in his chair, rubbing his forehead as he sighed, because an alien hacker found his email account. She would have shrugged in response, saying “what could I do?”

So shall we begin?

Six years later, Lexa stood in front of the second Loric ship, in awe. It was much bigger than the ship she flew with Crayton, Ella and Zophie. It was dark gray, and its sharp edges shined in the sunlight. Rocks cracked under her combat boots that got covered with sand.

The desert wind of Dulce Base blew on her face as she marched forward. With each step, her ability to believe grew smaller. It was really it, the ship, her ship. Maybe she didn’t flew it, but as the only living Loric pilot, it was hers by right.

She got close to the door and touch the surface of the ship. The area might have been hot, soaking the heat that raised from the ground, but the ship was cold when Lexa put her hand on it. A feeling in her chest told her those Mogadorian bastards didn’t find a way to enter it. Why would they? It was pure Loric. The complete opposite from them.

Shouting in Mogadorian language caused her to stop the reunion moment she had with the ship. Lexa turned around to see Mogs soldiers running to her, ready to shoot. She took out two guns from the back of her pants, protecting her ship.

In less than two hours, she returned to Yellowhammer for one last visit. She took everything she needed, computers, stucks of papers in case they would come in handy, every decive she had purchased during her time on planet Earth.

She was right, the Mogs hadn’t got a hold of the inside of the ship. She lost them after a flight of thirty minutes, when she found the right set of keys to make the ship invisible.

She stopped running around the house, thinking if she took everything. Quietly muttered a list of what she carried into the ship, she hoped something she forgot would come up. Then, she opened her eyes, to see the shelf overhead her table, where the picture she printed of Ella and Crayton was.

Taking the yellowing page in her hands, she took off the piece of paste that held it with caution, afraid to tear the picture. Carefully grasping it, she rushed to the door and grabbed the remote control that she left.

Inside the ship, Lexa flipped a switched and the engines roared to life. The sound of them working, prepared to take off, was like music to her ears. The remote control was still in her hands as she sat in the pilot seat, feeling freeer than she ever was.

She was twenty meters in the air, floating over Yellowhammer. It wasn’t her home, not anymore. While she twisted the remote between her fingers, she told the cabin goodbye. A place greater than this was waiting for her.

She pressed on the button and Yellowhammer exploaded beneath her. Fire burned out the roof and the walls, turning them into ashes. No one would know what secrets she kept here, the life she had lived.

Satisfied, put her legs on the dashboard and opened her laptop.

The Egypt ship might be gone, she wrote to Malcolm, a smirk on her lips, but I got the first one.

#AAAA #lorien legacies #lexa #malcolm #crayton #ella #craylexa #fanfiction

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agentredfort · 8 years ago

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ruby redfort fic masterlist

What is this- geek central?

welcome to the Ruby Redfort fic masterlist, where I do my very best to collect every single bit of fic that’s out there on the internet for your convenience!

I’m not listing these based on quality (and besides, there’s not exactly a lot out there so i can’t pick and choose) so there’s going to be a wide range of fics in this list. any fics that I especially like will be marked as [PERSONAL FAVORITE]. any fics that I’ve added in recently will be marked as [*NEW*]. ships will be tagged!

if there’s any fics that you’ve noticed I’ve missed- or if you’ve written something yourself!- either shoot me an ask or a message via Tumblr and I’ll add it straight away.

Onwards!

A Guide To Love For A Bozo [wattpad] by TeamSpectrum [multichapter, ongoing] Ruby/Clancy

This is a cluby fan-fic written by Agent Baker. Take a look to find out what happens.

despite the sparse description, this is actually pretty good.

Always [ff.net] by mockingjay341 [Oneshot, complete!]

Ruby is suffering from nightmares, but Clancy will always be there to make her feel better.

hella sweet. ruby needs a hug

Aren’t We All a Bit of a Bozo? [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [oneshot, complete!] Hitch/OC

Heather looked across at Lydia as they ate their morning toast. “LB reckons there is going to be a new coding agent today, some kid. You know, the one Hitch is looking after.”

interesting concept!!

Bozo [wattpad] by Kaya_Tano [multichapter, ongoing] Clancy/Ruby

Ruby Redfort, a thirteen year old Spectrum Agent, is facing more than just trouble at work. Her hormones are raging and her best friend Clancy Crew has fallen for her, hard. But Ruby doesn't notice because she is too busy trying to solve her latest case at Spectrum, and how will she cope when one of her closest friends is killed by the notorious murderer The Count, who is supposed to be in a high security prison? And who is the mole at Spectrum who is leaking information to him?

not bad. i’m not a big fan of the ‘spectrum pairs ruby up with a cute boy her age’ plot, but this seems to be decently-written.

Changed at Birth [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Twoshot, now complete!] Background Hitch/Blacker

“They said mum should have killed me with iron,” whispers Ruby.

the folk tale au i never knew i wanted tbh. only halfway done at the moment but it’s such a cool concept and it fits really well??

Convincing LB [wattpad] by Jasmine3103 [Oneshot, complete!]

I really wanted to know what Hitch said in CYD to convince LB to give Ruby another chance. So here is my version.

this was a really good missing scene sorta fic! give it some love if you’ve got a chance, the author seems really lonely to me

Family Ain't Just Blood [ao3] [tumblr] by celestialskies [Oneshot, complete!] [*NEW*]

Ruby looked up, aware that she probably looked like someone had tried to rock her to sleep by dragging her through a hedge backwards several times. Six hours of sleep over three days can do that to a person.

"Couldn't sleep," she muttered. In her tired state, she barely noticed Hitch's expression shift from one of surprise surprise and mild amusement to one of concern.

Ruby can't sleep, and Hitch steps in.

goddamn, i’m always a sucker for unconventional family stories. i actually squealed when I saw this one, which should give you a pretty good idea of how much i enjoyed it

Five times Clancy Crew chained his bikes to Ruby Redfort’s and one time he didn’t [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

The first time it was a mistake- honestly the chain accidentally went through the frame and well, it only held Ruby up temporarily.

this is really hecking cute and is just generally really great. it made me smile a lot. please check it out

Grains of Sand and Love [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] Ruby/Clancy

Being sixteen suddenly brought the barbecues on the beach, adolescent drinking and all the drama that it comes with.

it’s no secret by now that I love this author, this is soft and lovely and good and you should really read it

High School Sweethearts [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] [PERSONAL FAVORITE] Ruby/Del, Hitch/Blacker

There was no way you could look between Blacker and Hitch and think ‘brothers’.

short and oh so very sweet. i think i’m crying. this one is so good, my gay little heart is appeased

hold on tight [wattpad] by w0nderland-writing [multichapter, ongoing]

Ruby Redfort never gets a break, and in this story Ruby goes on an epic adventure in the Grand Canyon.

pretty much exactly what it says on the tin. a bit scattered but mostly coherent.

In which Ruby was right to worry [ao3] by Wolfiethepretzel [oneshot, Complete!] [*NEW*] [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

Froghorn was a constant nuisance in Ruby's life. But as soon as he disappeared she realized she'd rather him be about.

perfect Ruby characterization and some really hecking good bonding/character development. if you read nothing else on this list, at least check this one out.

Look Into His Eyes And Take Your Last Breath [wattpad] by WARNINGwhovian [very long, complete!] Clancy/Ruby, background LB/Baker [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

Meet Ruby Redfort, a super cool teenage wannabe spy. She's been through thick and thin and survived things from a giant sand timer to a legendary sea monster to invisible thieves to mythical wolves. She's already one of the most experienced agents in her agency, Spectrum, without even being an official one yet. She thinks she seen it all. But Ruby's entering a dangerous stage of life where she is vulnerable to many things, lots of things she knows nothing about. But Ruby is unduly worried about the years to come. She's a dauntless girl. But when things start to go wrong in her social life, her agent training in Spectrum and the return of an old foe start kicking off and suddenly, everything happens at once. And Ruby is faced with a choice. A dream job at a top secret spy agency with an astronomical pay, or a scrawny boy who doesn't believe in a dangerous life. Ruby Redfort, the choice is yours.

to my knowledge, the only completed longfic in the fandom so far. although it could do with a bit of editing, the quality is overall excellent and there’s some twists in there that even i wasn’t expecting. I especially loved the Ruby-Hitch dynamic and interactions in this one. If you’ve got a spare hour or two, I definitely recommend that you check it out!

Riding the Rails [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] Crossover with Railhead

“The Guardians want you, Ms Redfort,” says a station worker as Ruby stops her game of Rock paper scissors with Zen.

I can honestly say I’ve never heard of Railhead before, but was super cool nonetheless. it feels super surreal and the details were a+++- go check it out

Rosetta Redfort: Freefall [wattpad] by TeamSpectrum [multichapter, ongoing] background Clancy/Ruby

Ruby's daughter, Rosetta, discovers her secret-Spectrum. A conspiracy to steal a gem that will lead to a collapsing mountain and a giant flood. Will Rosetta crack like a diamond under pressure or will she stand strong?

an interesting take on a future-fic. might not be everyone’s cup of tea but i kind of liked it.

Love is blind, well Ruby is. [ao3] [tumblr] by Neondragon54 [Oneshot, complete!] Blacker/Hitch

It's well known to the entirety of Spectrum not to go into the coding room after Hitch had returned from a mission. Everyone (Blacker) is distracted and more than once has an important agent (LB) walked in on two agents kissing.

Ruby doesn't know this rule.

Goddamnit, now I’m invested in this ship. this is also super good, read it.

Movie Night [tumblr] by goldstarsforall [Oneshot, complete!] [*NEW*] Blacker/Hitch

They got to the cinema a lot earlier than either of the men expected. It was a clear night, the air felt crisp and clean and if they hadn’t booked Hitch would have just wanted to sit in the park and talk.

heckin’ cute lil’ oneshot. a Good Ship. a Good Fic.

Ruby Redfort: Don't Look Around [wattpad] by maybeitsdella [multichapter, ongoing]

Welcome back Ruby Redfort: every smart kid's smart kid.

After making Larva, Ruby Redfort's career in espionage is sending her off the ground running. There's no time to sit at home, with Clancy (who might just have a crush on her), sipping on banana milk, watching Crazy Cops. Not when the Count is still out there, and not when the Silent G is just sitting there waiting for her to fail (or die).

A promising start, this fic looks quite interesting. It’s only got a few chapters so far but I’m definitely going to be following it closely

Ruby's Rule 6 [ff.net] by mockingjay341 [Multi-chapter, ongoing!] [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

Ruby and Clancy have each other's backs - no matter what. So what will they do when they realise that sometimes our greatest strengths can also be our biggest weaknesses?

hell yeah, multi-chapter!! i really love how Ruby and Clancy bounce off each other so far, it feels super real. I’m honestly looking forward to reading more from this author. i haven’t felt this excited for a fic in a while

Silence Is Golden [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

There was a sharp knock at the door. Ruby was finally going to bury the hatchet with Froghorn by asking him for help.

this is possibly the softest thing i’ve read in my entire hecking life. basically just the code team chilling around and bonding and honestly it’s just so sweet and good

Some kinda death wish [ff.net] by Bubbly Washing Machine [Oneshot, complete!] [PERSONAL FAVORITE]

They stood at the bottom of the stairs, in the dark, and argued. "Rube, don't go up there," said Clancy desperately, "just wait for the rest of the team." "Look bozo, someone's gotta take her out before she catches on and splits the scene." Clancy looked her in the eye, pleading. "Please. Wait for backup."

Beautiful little character study- cute and poignant.

Sweating Is Totally (not) Necessary [tumblr] by blackers-donuts [Oneshot, complete!] [*NEW*] [PERSONAL FAVORITE] Blacker/Hitch, Ruby/Del

The phone finally picked up, Ruby knew it was still Clancy’s first few weeks at the desk of Buzz and he was getting a grip with the phone system but it really should be quicker.

This wonderful person wrote this for my birthday, so of course I freaking love it. it’s a great character study and just generally all-round a Good Thing- there was a coding segment midway through that I particularly enjoyed!!

Other Things

The TeamSpectrum Collection on Wattpad- an assortment of short fics, competitions and discussions that’s been put together by a whole lot of users, including me! Definitely worth checking out.

My own wide very small assortment of fanfiction, located over on this page! it’s not included here on the masterlist because- well, posting my own stuff is a tiny bit awkward- but i hope you read and enjoy my work all the same

My ongoing Social Media AU can be found here.

LAST UPDATED: 14/08/2017

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