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[the-river-rix]

Spies wip‼️

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 7: First Meeting/Last Words

[szollibisz]

@curtwen-week day 7 "first meeting" and "last words"

I can't believe it's the final day dude this week has been so much fun

[wickerfox]

So uh, Curtwen in Hatchetfield au?

This fully stemmed from one thought I had abt these two in a Nightmare Time-esque story and I haven't been able to stop thinking abt it. More lore and details under the cut

Curt is a detective who used to be the best in his field until a case in Hatchetfield led to the death of his partner. He did his best to leave everything behind but 4 years later, a new lead comes to him that drives him back to the town.

There's a horror movie franchise using Hatchetfield as it's filming location and the town is reacting exactly the way you'd expect

Owen is a semi known actor who plays the lead in the movie, his acting career was put on hold for a minute due to a major accident but since his recovery he's been networking and this is the first major role he's taken since his break

The case that's haunted Curt had to do with a serial killer he was never able to catch. While on the case something happened that resulted in his partner sustaining a fatal injury that he blamed himself for

The two of them meet when people working on the production start to receive mysterious threats and have to start working together

Owen's not going to let the threats slide and wants to get to the bottom of it, and Curt's not used to working alone and he's been out of the field for so long that he reluctantly agrees to work with Owen

It's buddy cop story. It's just a buddy cop story.

There are more lore ideas that I have as well as like, ideas for possible character interactions but yeah

[bazzleman]

Curtwen week day 7: First Meeting/Last Words

sorry

[curtwen-week]

Curtwen Week prompts

Hello again! I've sifted through the prompts left on the form, and I have returned with the official prompt list for the week!

June 10 - Pre-Canon | London | This Is How I Disappear - My Chemical Romance

June 11 - Chimera | Accents | I'm your man - Mitski

June 12 - Scars | Roleswap | Memories - Conan Gray

June 13 - Confessions | Haunted | For No One - The Beatles

June 14 - Disguise | Letters | Love You Like An Alcoholic - The Taxpayers

June 15 - Happy Ending | Liar | Tongues & Teeth - The Crane Wives

June 16 - First Meeting | Last Words | Laplace's Angel - Will Wood

There are multiple prompts for each day, so feel free to pick between them, or have a mix if you think they fit together well enough. The song is a prompt in itself, and you're free to use it as you see fit!

I'm also offering a set of alternatives, which are:

Bandages | Accidents | First Kiss

And the song Miss Missing You by Fall Out Boy

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FAQ:

What are alternatives?

They are prompts you can slot into any day in the place of the regular prompts, just in case none of them take your interest

Do I have to do all seven days?

Not at all! Do as much or as little as you like, there's no pressure

What can I post?

Anything goes! Writing, art, edits, gifsets... Whatever you like, it's all fair game!

Can I post to another platform?

Sure thing! Just make sure to link it back here so I can see it and it can go on this blog

Speaking of, there's an AO3 collection for this event, and you can find that here if you want a place to put your fics

How do I make sure you see the posts?

You can tag this blog, or you can tag me @starpirateee . Either way I'll be sure to see it! Also I'll be keeping track of the #curtwen week tag for the duration, so make sure that appears in the first five tags of your post

Can I post late?

Absolutely! I'll be following the tag until the 21st, so if you want to post late that's absolutely fine

[spout1nk]

Curtwen Week Day 7: First Meeting / Last Words / Laplace's Angel - Will Wood.

And that is the end of @curtwen-week from me !!! It was truly a wonderful thing to participate in, even if i was late for most of it. xD

flipped and unflipped version under the cut. ↓↓↓

[kairithemang0]

One of my favorite curtwen headcanons is that they wanted to go to the international weapons museum as a date for years but never got around to it so their meeting there is the first time they've actually been there together, and Curt's silently really pissed about the fact that that's where Owen led him because it was always something they wanted to do together and the idea was completely ruined by the fact that Owen wasn't Owen anymore when they went

[missholloween]

Hmm curtwen 31?

31. Way they are perceived by others

This is such a fun question for them, because they're spies! Masters of disguise! Gentlemen of lies! Thus, their image and how other perceive them is really important for their job. That's why both of them have created such strong personas.

Curt's really shines through in a1p1: he's brash, he's charming; he's arrogant, but he's also really competent and one of the best spies to ever live. I think what people notice first about him is his bravado though, the confidence he has in himself. I think Curt would use it to charm others for missions, not being afraid to get intimate and seduce others to get what he wants (as he fails to do with Tatiana in the musical). People would like Curt when they first meet even if he's kind of a dick because he'd make sure to be liked and to woo whoever he's talking to. The only people who have bad opinions of him are either his enemies who have been played by him or his closest allies, who have seen than his arrogance is not an act (before the fall ofc)

Post!fall it gets trickier, as Curt's façade is broken by Owen's fall. He's not longer confident and bold, as everything that made him feel proud of himself (his abilities as a spy, his improvisation skills, etc) are what have lead to his partner's death. Curt disappears from the field and from all of his acquaintance's lifes, as he's not able to hide his sorrow, his lost. The first thing people would see of Curt is his sadness, and he wouldn't be able to hide it nor receive any help to cope, because he couldn't trully open up about what happened. Curt is like a Victorian widow to me in the 4 year gap between the fall and saf. And even during saf, he's not able to fully return to the masculine Don Juan do-it-all persona, and people first see his insecurities first.

On the other hand, Owen's façade is built around being competent, being a good spy. Owen also falls into being cocky and arrogant during a1p1, but unlike Curt, whose team knows how reckless he can be, he's seen as the one "who get things done", who is realiable. I think his superiors wouldn't really care about his methods and don't ask him much about them, as they would only care about his results. I think approaching people on missions though, people would also see him as a charming, but more in a suave way. I think many people would see him as an English gentleman, polite and efficient.

After the fall though, few if any people would get to see Owen. I think only the higher ups at Chimera that recruit him and work with him get to see the broken part of him, the angry, resentful, hurt Owen. Everyone else would just see the DMA, and one of the first things they'd notice is the anger. As seen in the show, the DMA still has that "get things done", but there's a danger factor that wasn't there before: the DMA will do what he's asked for, but he might also kill or hurt someone if annoyed. And that's what the DMA allows Owen to do: everyone sees him as a thread, as something dangerous, so they won't get close to him. If anyone did (and I only see Tatiana in their BVN collaboration as someone who maybe could), the first thing they'd notice is the pain. Then the anger, yes, and all the resentment. But they'd see how vulnerable Owen truly is, and that's something he just can't afford.

[amazingmsme]

i’ve become a little obsessed with your curtwen stuff do you have any more to share 🙏🙏🙏

Aww thank you, that’s so sweet! I honestly need to rewatch saf, it’s been too long since I’ve seen it! All this talk about them has made me really miss them I just wish they could’ve had a happy ending, but I guess that’s what fics are for

I can’t remember what all I’ve said, so I might repeat myself or contradict a previous headcanon, but that’s the way the cookie crumbles 🤷‍♀️

But I love the idea of Curt & Owen flirting via mock interrogations & they progressively get less realistic & more playful (& homoerotic) as time goes on & what we see at the beginning of the show definitely isn’t the first time tickling has found its way into this little game of theirs

They do the will they won’t they thing for probably way too long, but they wanted to be 100% positive they were picking up the vibes they thought they were

Ok but their first kiss was completely accidental. They were running away from someone together & they had to hide in a cramped space like a tight alley or a closet & they’re fumbling & shoving at each other & they turn their heads at the same time & next thing you know they’re fuckin’ smooching! They’re both so shy about it & can barely meet each other’s eyes & Owen just mumbles “not a bad kisser Mega” & Curt’s like “neither are you” & then they’re staring at each other blushing & all of a sudden they’re making out

Pretty sure they both found out each other was ticklish while on a job together since that’s when they spend the most time together. I think most people think Owen found out Curt was ticklish first, but just imagine with me, if you will:

Curt arrives to a job that Owen got to first, but shit hit the fan & he got caught & is being interrogated. It’s pretty early on, so he’s not too roughed up yet, & he can see Curt in the rafters & he’s both relieved & annoyed because he knows he’s gonna rub it in his face that he had to save him. Curt ends up sniping the baddies & hops down like his knight in shining armor & he goes to untie him, but Owen’s hands are tied behind the chair & his chest is tied to the back of the chair, the rope under his arms & around his ribs. So while he’s untying him, he’s squirming around & breathing a little weird & Curt’s like “quit moving so much or I’ll leave you here” & Owen snaps back “quit tickling then!” & he freezes up & Curt has the most gleeful, sinister look he’s ever seen

“What was that?” “Nothing” “no no, you said you’re ticklish?” “Really Curt, that’s what you’re taking away from all this? We need to leave!” “Why? I already killed everyone here, it’s just you & me” “Curt…” “why not have some fun?” “Mega I swear to God-“ & then Owen didn’t get another coherent sentence out for about half an hour

After that, Curt was a fucking menace & never let him live it down. He’d sneak up on him & launch a surprise tickle attack, he’ll constantly bring up how he “can’t believe” how ticklish he is, he’ll even mock his laugh & say how even his laugh sounds posh. Really, Owen had the patience of a saint & Curt really took it for granted

He bides his time, giving him a chance to back tf off with all the teasing, but one night when they’re sharing a hotel room (with only 1 bed mind you) Curt keeps tickling him & it’s really not funny because he just wants to sleep damnit! Cut it out, I mean it! & Curt goes to squeeze his hip again & all of a sudden he’s laying flat on his back with an angry, very smug Owen hovering over him & his life flashes before his eyes. He gives a nervous lil grin & tilts his head like “y-you got me, I’ll leave you alone now” & Owen’s like “oh no no no, you’ve been tormenting me for months, you’re not weaseling out of this that easy” & Curt really should learn to shut up because he doesn’t even think twice before saying “well what took you so long to snap?”

& now it’s Owen’s turn to give him an evil smile & cups his ear like “I’m sorry, what did you just say?” & Curt’s really struggling now, but Owen has him pinned pretty good & he’s sputtering out apology after apology saying how he’ll never tease him again lies & he’ll drop the whole thing. But Owen is smirking so much as he leans down & asks “Curt… now be honest… have you been doing all this hoping I’d get my revenge?” & Curt’s heart has never beat so fast in his entire life & he answers so quick he literally cuts him off by yelling “NO!” & then much cooler “no, why would I want that?” & Owen just hums “oh I don’t know, maybe because it would mean my hands would be all over you” & he waits for Curt to try to argue before striking. He miiiight have gone a bit overboard, but he had a lot of revenge to catch up on. & it’s not like he didn’t give Curt an out, he just refused to “break” to something as “stupid” as tickling, so it was really his fault. He swears his throat didn’t hurt after that brutal attack, but when they wake up the next morning his voice is shot & he can barely speak above a whisper. Of course now it’s Owen’s turn to never let him live it down. “I can’t believe you were giving me so much shit when you’re 10 times as bad as I am!”

I didn’t know this was just gonna turn into one one headcanon but I speak the truth, the whole truth, & nothing but the truth no matter how long it is so help me God

[chaotic-goodsir]

Your curtwen drabbles get me everytime you write them so well!! Thank you so much for writing them 😭 If you’re up for it, how about 95 for curtwen or lautski

Aw, thank you!! You're absolutely welcome - I've had a lot of fun writing these and I'm glad you enjoyed them! This is maybe not quite what you expected for this prompt, but I hope you like it anyway. It's also the longest so far I think, so uh, so much for drabbles. I really need to learn to write shorter things.

(I went for Curtwen again, because I am predictable 😅)

*

Ms Mega has a plan.

The inspiration first struck couple of days ago. Curtis was away on agency business  - some kind of important meeting - and she was in the living room, sorting through old photo albums. She'd almost forgotten she wasn’t alone in the house when a hesitant voice spoke up from the doorway.

'Um, good morning, Ms Mega. Could I… can I help you with that, at all?'

The voice's owner looked, as usual, in dire need of a decent night's sleep. He leant against the doorway as though it was the only thing keeping him standing, one hand anxiously twisting the tie on that blue plaid dressing gown she’d given him to borrow.

She shuffled over and patted the couch beside her.

‘Well of course! Come and sit down. I was just trying to get these photos organised. You know, I can never get Curtis to help me with things like this. You wait here and I’ll get us some coffee – or tea, if you want?’

Owen sat down like someone half in a dream, picked up an envelope of unsorted photos and stared at it like he wasn't sure exactly what to do.

‘Tea or coffee, honey?’ she asked again.

'Oh, um, tea would be excellent, thank you.'

‘I haven’t started on that envelope yet – how about you have a look through them and we’ll pick the best ones for this album? I’ll be right back.’

When she glanced back from the door as she left, Owen had barely moved. He sat staring straight ahead at the fireplace, absent-mindedly turning the envelope over and over, in a way that made Ms Mega think of her cousin Jack after the Great War. Not for the first time, she found herself worrying about her son's English friend.

By the time she came back with the drinks, he'd at least opened the envelope and was flicking through some of the photos. He paused on one that showed Curtis, aged maybe about twelve, dressed up all fancy with his arm around that lovely girl from next door, whose name she found she couldn’t recall.

'Ah, that's from the dancing competition!' she explained as Owen studied the photo. 'He used to be very good, you know. Takes after his mama.'

'Dancing?'

'Ballroom,' she said proudly. 'He used to love dancing with me when he was little, so I sent him to classes when I could afford it. That girl lived next door to us - she was his partner. They were such good friends. Like peas in a pod. I used to think they might get married one day! Well, I suppose he doesn't do much dancing now, with all the spying and everything. It's a shame. He had a real a talent for it.'

'So you'll want to keep this one, then?' Owen asked, looking at the chaotic pile of albums on the coffee table as though wondering where to start.

'Keep it? Maybe I oughta frame it! Curtis would be so embarrassed to see it again.'

Owen smiled a little at that. He put the photo aside and picked up the mug of hot tea, clasping it tightly in both hands. She couldn't help but notice the mug shaking a little.

'Are you feeling alright, honey?’ she asked, sitting back down beside him.

‘Mm? Yes, sorry. I’m fine. Thank you.’

She’d have thought a secret agent would be a better liar.

‘There’s no need to help me if you’re not feeling so good. You just watch if you like. It’s nice to have someone to talk to. Curtis will tell you, I can talk anyone’s ear off.'

So she carried on with her sorting, and Owen listened while she talked about vacations and school awards and weddings and christenings and relatives he had no reason to be interested in. It was strange - she'd done the same with Tatiana, but as sweet as the Russian girl was, she'd never shown the kind of interest Ms Mega would have expected from her son's future fiancée. Maybe Tati just wasn't the nostalgia type.

Owen, on the other hand - once he finished the tea and relaxed a little - seemed to have a million questions. What did Curt win that award for? (Dancing, again. He and his partner were first in the county!) Where were they in that photo by the sea? (California, the furthest they'd ever travelled before Curtis got his spy job and the house in Guadeloupe). Who was the man in some of the older photos? (Curtis's father. He left when he was a baby, and good riddance. By that time he wasn't a very nice man to be around…)

Something about the interest Owen took in her son’s life only increased Ms Mega’s suspicions – the ones she’d been harbouring ever since Curtis first brought this stray to her door. She knew her son must have his reasons for bringing Owen here, and for jumping through what seemed like endless agency hoops to help him after whatever it was that happened in Europe. Before he left for this particular meeting, he’d asked her to take care of Owen while he was gone - which, of course, she would have done anyway, but there was something in his tone she’d never heard him use for anyone else. Not even for Tati.

Ms Mega is nothing if not both nosy and resourceful, and so, after the photos reminded her of her son's talent for dancing, she started to hatch her plan.

Now, a few days later, she's waiting in the living room holding a record she found in the attic, grinning to herself at her own mischief. She’s pushed the coffee table to one side to make space for a dancefloor, and strategically left the album with the photos from her son’s dancing career open on top of it. Dinner is in the oven, and now all that’s left to set the plan in motion is for Curtis and Owen to return.

Curtis got home last night, and she chased the two of them out of the house this morning with ‘spring cleaning’ as an excuse. Of course they (or, well, Owen) offered to help, but she pushed them out of the door all the same.

'Don't be silly! Now off you go for a walk, or whatever it is you boys do for fun. It'll do you some good to get out of the house.'

Officially, Owen is not supposed to leave the house at all. But a guest in Ms Mega's house lives by Ms Mega's rules - not those of any spy agency, even one that pays the rent.

The boys should be back soon, now. She dusts off the record and sets it on the battered old record player, and once she’s sure it isn’t too scratched to play properly, she starts to dance.

She pretends she doesn’t hear Curt call out as he walks in the door. Best not to look as though any of this was prepared.

Curtis and Owen appear in the doorway just as she's twirling under the arm of an imaginary partner, her skirt and apron spinning. She can tell Owen is politely trying to hide a smirk. Curtis just looks mortified.

'Mom? What are you doing?'

She grins.

'Oh, don't mind me! Just reliving my younger days. Curtis, I found some old photos of when you used to go do dancing lessons with that girl from next door. Do you remember that? She was such a nice girl, what was her name?'

‘…Sadie?’

'That’s it! You know, I was telling Owen the other day what a good dancer you used to be. You had a real talent, ever since you used to dance with me as a baby.'  She grabs his wrist, trying to drag him into a dance with her, but he pulls away, face scarlet.

‘Mom!’

'What? Too embarrassed to dance with your old mother? Jeez. I guess I’ll just go and get dinner ready then. Honestly, a mother can’t have any fun.’

She winks at Owen as she passes him in the doorway, and enjoys the slightly baffled look on his face. Plan stage one: complete.

She tries her best to listen in from the kitchen as she takes the pie out of the oven and prepares the potatoes. The record stops playing abruptly, and for a moment she’s disappointed, but then it starts up again. There’s muffled talking as she sets the table, the sound of Curt groaning in embarrassment and Owen making fun of him. And then - and then - the talking stops altogether.

And that’s her cue to slowly make her way back through the hall, treading as quietly as possible. Little do those boys know, they aren’t the only spies in this household.

She peers around the doorway, and watches silently for a moment.

Plan stage two: success.

Curtis spins his partner around the room, a little shorter than Owen but still managing to lead. It doesn't surprise her that Owen knows how to dance. After all, the Brits have all those fancy pride and prejudice balls, don't they? But she’s proud to see Curtis is clearly the better dancer of the two. Maybe that's a little unfair of her - she knows Owen injured himself quite badly at some point, and that must make things more difficult. But still. Her son is in his element here, maybe more so than when he ever danced with a girl.

Sometimes, Curtis reminds her so much of his father. Before Curtis was born, before Mr Mega started drinking more than he ought to and getting angrier than he ought to afterwards, they used to go out dancing on weekends. As they spun around the dancefloor, she'd look up at the man she would one day marry and feel as if they were the only two people on earth. And she can see that same look in Curtis's eyes now - like nothing in the world could possibly matter more than the person he's dancing with.

Than Owen.

It's really no wonder they haven’t noticed her in the doorway.

Smiling to herself, she slips back behind the doorframe and executes the final stage of her plan.

'Alright you lovebirds, dinner's ready!'

Immediately, there's panic in the living room. Incredibly efficient panic. In the seconds it takes her to round the door, the record has stopped, Owen is sitting on the sofa, and Curtis is leaning against the fireplace, nervously fixing his hair in a way that might look casual to anyone but his own mother.

She wags a finger at him.

'Don't think I didn't see what you were doing, Curtis Mega.'

Her son's eyes go wide. He moves away from the fireplace, raising his arms in defence.

'Mom, I can explain, I -'

‘Did you really think I wouldn’t figure this out? I'm an old woman, not an idiot. Your friend has been here for more than four months now, and a mother notices these things! I mean, really - '

But then she stops, because Curtis is staring at her now with genuine fear, and Owen isn’t looking at her at all, just sitting with his head in his hands. It occurs to her, too late, that the motives for her plan might have been misunderstood. That maybe she should have asked, instead of plotting all this just to surprise them.

But then, if she did ask, would Curtis have been too afraid to tell her the truth?

'Please, Mom,' he says, his voice urgent. 'I know you’re upset, but please, you can't kick him out. Cynthia's trying to arrange something, but that won't be for months yet, and this is the only place where Chi… Look, there are bad people looking for him. Here is the only place that’s safe. And I know we lied and hid this from you, and I know it’s wrong-'

She holds up a hand to shush him, then crosses the room and throws her arms around him, squeezing tight. She pulls away, smoothing down the sleeves of his sweater, and looks up at the boy who used to be small enough to hide behind her skirts.

'Oh, sweetheart, nothing is wrong, and no one is kicking anyone out of anywhere. What kind of mother do you think I am? Owen can stay as long as he needs to. I'm just sad that you two thought you had to keep this from me. But I understand. I do. I shouldn’t have scared you both. And I want you to know you don't have to hide anymore. Okay?'

Curtis looks as though he might cry, so she hugs him again. She thinks for a moment, then fixes him with a stern look.

'I do think you oughta apologise to Tatiana, though.’

There’s a pause as her son frowns down at her, confused. ‘To… Tati?’

‘Of course! Poor thing. She'll be so upset that you have to call off the wedding.'

Somewhere behind her, maybe a little manically, she hears Owen start to laugh.

[the-river-rix]

Happy Curtwen Week!! Day 1-Precanon

@curtwen-week

[flygonaltaria]

I have a modern day Clivesdale AU where Curt’s tracking down the deadliest man alive and meets Owen, who works at a little coffee shop, who keeps trying to get Curt to leave so he doesn’t get killed. Every agent who’s ever tried to track down the DMA gets killed, why should Curt be any different?

Or

Curt wakes up in bed with Owen, at Chimera HQ, and realises he doesn’t remember the last few years. The last thing he remembers is Owen revealing himself as the DMA

[mythuzalasheir3]

MYTH’S FIC MASTERLIST

General Spies Are Forever:

The Benefits Of Personal History- Owen Lives AU

Suffered Long Enough Or, Moving On (Together)- Torture Tango Reveal AU

Without A Clue- Soulmate AU

Torture Tango Reprise, Or The Horrors Of Staying Alive- Angsty Owen Lives AU

Remember… Remember… -Holloduke AU

Buddy, We’re Different Breeds- Werewolf! Curt and Vampire! Owen

The Downsides Of Personal History- Canon but from Owen’s perspective

The DMA Is Homophobic?!- The Kira is homophobic death note amv but Curtwen

Early Mornings- Curtwen first I Love You

King Of Hearts- Curtwen first meeting

Spies Never Die- Curt goes back for Owen AU

Bleeding Through- Post Fall Owen has identity issues

A Torn Page- SAF x House Of The Dragon Mashup AU Staircase scene

If A Spy Is A Spy And I Once Was A Spy - Curt’s journal entry before Spy Again

Always A Spy - Curt gets self reflective after retiring for real

Drowning - There was only one oxygen mask gone romantic

I’ll Find You In The Next Timeline - Roleswap!Owen meets Canon Curt

A Twist Of Fate- Roleswap AU, but Owen still joins Chimera

A Little Late For An Interview- Post Canon, Curt finds Chimera’s dossier on Owen

Death Cannot Stop True Love- SAF x Princess Bride AU

The Cursed Ship- Pirates of the Caribbean AU with Sparbossa Curtwen And Willabeth Tatibarb

Tati: The Vampire Slayer AU

Tati The Vampire Slayer- Curt finds out Tatiana is the Slayer

Spies Are Literally Forever: SAF x Hatchetfield Reincarnation AU Series

One Step Ahead (It’s How Its Always Been)-Curt/Howard remembers his past life on Black Friday when confronting Wilbur/Owen

The Gang’s Back Together (For The First Time [technically])- Curt/Howard and Owen/Wilbur reunite with Tati/Emma and Becky/Barb

Feeling A Lot Of Deja Vu Again- Owen’s Afterlife

The Worm Talk- The boys are soft

The Awakening of Wilbur Cross- Wilbur remembers his past life

Washington Comes To Hatchetfield- The gang meet for coffee at Beanie’s

Don’t You Forget About Me- Owen/Wilbur wingmans a holloduke reunion (ignore how this breaks lore hahahah)

Curtwen/Woward’s Nightmare Time- Wiggly tries to get his revenge

Awake For My Funeral- Curt’s Afterlife

Going Through The Unimaginable Twice- Tati/Emma reflecting on her siblings

Floppy Disk Curt AU Originally by @dr-docktor

Digital Ghost- Owen beta tests Chimera’s latest spyware programme

Forget, Update, Repeat- DC tries to find out why his code is strange

General Hatchetfield Fics:

Only Murders In Hatchetfield - Only Murders In The Building Mashup AU

Once More, With Blue Shit - mashup AU with the musical episode of Buffy The Vampire Slayer

I’ll Carry A Torch For Us Both (I Knew You Once Upon A Dream) - Sleeping Beauty Holloweane AU

Once Upon A Time In Hatchetfield - OUAT mashup AU

The Hatchetfield High Tarot Card Consultancy- All Our Hidden Gifts x Hatchetfield

You Will Know Our Names-Holloweane as Noah and Mio in a Xenoblade chronicles 3 AU

Unlocking Your Soul- Persona inspired Hatchetfield

And We’ll Sing It Again (In The Next Timeline)- Hadestown x Hatchetfield

Biya, Duke- Sequel to YWKON, the ending of Chapter 5 of Xenoblade 3 but Holloweane

The Butterfly Effect- Hatchetfield x Life Is Strange, with Lautski Pricefield

73 Yards- 73 Yards from Doctor Who but with Ted

Don’t Expect A Firework To Admire You Back- Duke’s perspective pre Miss Holloween

Paul Matthews’ Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night In Dulvey- Resident Evil 7 But Hatchetfield

Does This Look Like The Goddamn Abstinence Camp To You?- An Abstinence Camp continuation with werewolves

Will You Call My Name When You Walk On By?- Giving Holloweane a happy ending

The Last Of Hatchetfield (TLOUx Hatchetfield AU)

Spider House AU

Stepping Through A Door- Hannah enters the Demon Realm and meets Miss Holloway, the most powerful witch on the Isles.

Holloweane’s Requiem- Miss Holloway reunites with an old flame

Is This The Eternal Dark Without A Dawn? (Hatchetfield x Until Dawn AU)

Spankoffski-Fosters Vs The Lords In Black Series

Pulp Musicals Fics:

Oh, Miss Stratford, What Have You Done?- Rose makes a faustian bargain

SnowBaird Fics:

Snow Falling- Coriolanus gets a visitor on the eve of his execution

Video Game Fics:

Sparrow And Reaver: Road To Rule- Spreaver pirate adventure

The Legend Of Zelda: Hyrule Saviours- Ocarina of time but Malon’s the hero of time

Assassin’s Creed- Katia- lowkey self insert Ezio x Reader

Life Is Strange: Partners In Time- Max, Chloe and Rachel go back to stop the storm and hell week

Miscellaneous Fics

The Disappearance of Eudoria Holmes- Dr who x bbc sherlock x enola holmes

Coney Island Waltz- Love Never Dies Rewrite

[scripted-downfall]

Nothing has prepared Curt for standing in the charred ruins of an abandoned weapons silo with the barrel of Owen’s gun pointed his way. He’s not sure anything ever could.

(aka: Curt's POV of the staircase scene) -- -- -- Prompt #7 for @curtwen-week: First Meetings | Last Words

[ella-ashmore]

crackship rp, just existing:

curt and owen both being characters there:

the lore of saf:

the chemistry between them:

my friend gee and i: can we,,, do little curtwen as a--

my girlfriend:

no