#highwayman fic

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@honestlydarkprincess @wikiangela @jesuisici33 @tizniz @disasterbuckdiaz @hoodie-buck

I’ve done some more of my nameless dating fic so here you are

Shit he’s an idiot. A stupid masochistic idiot. What the hell was he thinking? This is torture, absolute torture. At least when Buck was dating Natalia he didn’t have to watch him with her. They’d been together a sufficiently short amount of time that he was able to avoid it. Now he’s got a front row seat to Buck 1.0 hitting on the ladies.

Also I’ve had an idea for a Highway man AU

Should I be encouraged or leave it be…

The door to the carriage opens and they both turn to face the man holding the gun. Tension makes his muscles tremble, he’s not scared he’s angry but Maddie’s hand on his leg is enough to hold him still. He’d do something but he can’t risk her. He’s heard about the gang of highway men that haunt these woods.

“Lady Kendall I assume, that’s a beautiful ring.”

The closer of the two men leans forward, hand extend towards his sister.

“It looks heavy, I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I didn’t offer to carry it for you.” He slips the ring from Maddie’s finger and then kisses her hand.

The other man, the taller, younger one sighs and mutters something that sounds like “no hurry, take your time.”

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[atissi]

how usual

[smolestboop]

⚔️ Darkest Dungeon Fics by smolestboop (my_dear_man on AO3!) 🧣

Feel free to look into my stash of darkest dungeon fics! Peruse through my wares, traveller! I'll be sure to keep it updated when i have new stories and chapters posted. Enjoy!

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The Old Road | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | Slow Burn, Enemies-to-Lovers, Plot Heavy, Multi-chapters, Multiple Side Characters, Found Family Moments | 7.3k words | Status: Ongoing | Rating: Mature

Summary: Lost souls will arrive at the Hamlet through the Old Road – those who seek redemption shall find it. Reynauld and Dismas sought more than their end of the bargain. Their names are signed and the work begins.

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Secret Weakness | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | One-shot, Mutual Pining, Poetry, Fluff and Angst | 2.1k words | Status: Complete | Rating: Gen

Summary: Reynauld finds out Dismas's secret weakness after a successful expedition in the Wealds. __________________🔥🔥🔥___________________

The Lost Rogue | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | Plot Heavy, Reunion, Rescue Mission, Multi-chapters, Multiple Side Characters, Found Family Moments | 15.4k words | Status: Ongoing | Rating: Mature

Summary:

When all is lost, we cling to what we can remember.

After the final battle of the Darkest Dungeon, Reynauld is left to walk on the tainted earth with the loss of Dismas still haunting his waking days. In the coming days, Reynauld will soon discover that the highwayman is still alive, somewhere in this festering world and it is up to the crusader and his companions to find their long-lost friend.

Come hell or high water, Reynauld will gladly plunge headfirst into the abyss to find him.

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Overconfidence | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | Angst, Drunken Shenanigans, Drunken Confessions, Spicy/Explicit moments in Chapter 2! | 10k words | Status: Complete | Rating: Explicit (only in Chapter 2!)

Summary: Reynauld and his companions stay at The Limping Mule for some much-needed respite from their journey. After one too many drinks and many instances of self-reflection on his part, Reynauld finally confronts his hidden feelings for Dismas.

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Deviant Tastes | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | NSFW Art Compilation, Explicit (mind the tags!) | Status: Ongoing | Rating: Explicit!!!!

Summary: Just a compiled stash of my artwork/sketches of the highwayman and crusader having some fun times <3 __________________🔥🔥🔥___________________

Home Bound | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | One Shot, Fluff With Spice! | Status: Completed | Rating: Explicit!!!!

Summary: Dismas waits for Reynauld to return to the Hamlet. He didn't expect the days until his arrival to feel like months. The highwayman's patience runs thin each day.

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Wanderer | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | Journal Entry, Bite-Sized Chapters, Character Study, Lore Exploration, Eventual Romance | 1k words | Status: Ongoing | Rating: Mature

Summary: Hunted, harried - a fugitive seeking to outpace the past. A series of short journal entries of Dismas, the highwayman. The road that leads him to the ruined Hamlet is long and lonely.

[bi-naesala]

Dismas and lovers

14. Occultist

What was once born out of necessity, has become something of a habit, a ritual they concede to themselves after a long expedition, admitting that either of them were in the condition to do it – it isn’t always the case, unfortunately.

Alhazred has to admit that he’s come to treasure these moments of peace, which are getting rarer and rarer as they progress through their quest, as they get closer to the heart of the problem. A slight shiver runs down his spine at the thought of what is behind all this; they’re so close to the truth, so much that if he were to reach for it, he could already be grasping at it with his fingers.

“You’ve been awfully quiet today.”

Dismas’ voice shakes him from the thoughts in which he had found refuge, brings him back to the present. His tone doesn’t sound accusatory: it’s just a statement, though there is a hint of worry that Alhazred is able to catch – Dismas has never been a subtle man, but nonetheless with time he’s become better at reading him. It is true: usually, he’d be running his mouth about a new discovery, a hunch, anything in particular at all, as long as he spoke, as Dismas likes to hear the sound of his voice, even though he doesn’t always understand what he’s talking about.

Even after voicing his concern, he doesn’t stop tending to Alhazred’s hair, brushing his long locks with a softness that, at first, had been surprising; to tell the truth, he hadn’t been expecting it, the first time this event took place: he wouldn’t consider himself a vain person, but – unlike some people who would do well to follow his example – he does take care of his body; after all, what is a brilliant mind without a functional body to serve it?

Fate had it that after a particularly grueling expedition, he wasn’t in condition to take care of his needs himself, not with his useless arm kept together by only a stick and a piece of cloth, the best treatment he could get before he could be taken to the sanitarium. He had tried summoning an infernal help for his wounds, but all it did had been making the bleeding worse, so he had sagely refrained from trying again, knowing how easy it was to upset such powers.

After getting a better medication for his arm, he managed to wash all the grime and blood from his body one-armed, but he soon realized that he would’ve had to ask for help for what came after. He turned to his temporary companion – they were to share the room at least for the night, before being considered healthy enough to leave the place – and frowned: Dismas didn’t exactly feel like the best candidate for this, but Alhazred had no other choice; it was either him or the nurses, which weren’t known for being that careful in the first place, so Dismas it was.

He grumbled, when he called to him – he obviously didn’t want to be disturbed, and he would’ve left him alone if he had the possibility – but when Alhazred explained his situation, he was less reluctant to help than he had anticipated; it was surprising, how someone this gruff was able to be so delicate, though Alhazred supposed it made sense: his tools for combat couldn’t be handled roughly, and required constant maintenance, so he must’ve been used to it. It was a pleasant surprise how good it felt when Dismas passed the brush through his hair, carefully untangling it from the mess it had become, though that might have had something to do with the crescent feelings Alhazred had been finding himself harboring for the man, feelings that, he suspected, were returned, but he still hadn’t found the right time to act on that hunch of his – their circumstances weren’t the best when it came to pursuing a romance.

Still, it was a nice experience, one that Alhazred was certain would be unique, so of course he was surprised when Dismas came to him, after a much easier expedition, and asked him if he needed any help again. It seemed that he was joking, but Alhazred would’ve been a fool to let such an opportunity leave his grasp, so he took it seriously, and well, Dismas hadn’t needed much convincing to begin with, thus a new tradition was born.

“You’re doing it again.”

“Ah, apologies. It seems I am distracted, today,” Alhazred manages to say, this time. He’s been lost in his thoughts once again.

Thankfully, Dismas seems more amused than upset at this point, which is good: Alhazred would’ve felt bad for making him worry over nothing. “And what’s distracting you? It must be something important, if you can’t think of anything else,” he asks, still intent on brushing his hair – he’s fallen in love with those long dark locks, and can’t believe he’s one of the few people Alhazred would grant the privilege to see him in such a way.

Alhazred’s lips curve into an amused smile. “Would it be too much of a cliché to say that I was thinking about you?”

He can’t help a small laugh, hearing a now embarrassed Dismas grumble something incomprehensible in reply.

“That’s low,” he complains, once he’s recovered; this time Alhazred manages to hold himself back, figuring that he wouldn’t enjoy being laughed at – though it would’ve been done with affection.

“But true,” he responds. “Or shall I lie, next time?”

More grumbling on Dismas’ part. “… No.”

Alhazred smiles, content enough of his victory that he doesn’t feel the need to push it further. Meanwhile, Dismas returns to his previous task, brush in hand, and silence fills the room once again, though the atmosphere is more relaxed, now that Dismas knows that the reason behind Alhazred’s silence is nothing he should worry about.

He enjoys listening to him ramble about any topic of his choosing, but he has to admit that he doesn’t mind this either, as long as they’re close, as long as they get even a small moment of respite, before the horrors commence once again.

[lemadremonte]

It's been literal months but hey I made a book!!! (And by made a book I mean I printed one and made a cover for it) Go check out The Highwayman and the author @envelopedbyoblivion!!

Fun fact! This fic totaled 71,302 words and 283 pages :D

[envelopedbyoblivion]

The Highwayman has hit 10,000 hits!

Thank you to everyone who has read this story, it really means the world! This is such a cool milestone that I never expected, I almost can’t believe it. :D

This fandom is incredible, and I am so proud to be a part of it! An extra special thank you to everyone who has made fanart for this work (and in general, the art in this fandom is amazing), to Theo for the incredible podfic, and everyone else for being a part of the shared experience that is Rancher Duo.

<3

[aliferous-ly]

if I make a fic rec post should I tag the authors (if I can)?

[etherealvoidechoes]

Thinking about my Highwayman Garrett and his stomach leech friend has me messing with speculative biology for some sort of explanation.

Could just say the "eldritch nonsense" since it got twisted into a "beneficial parasite" sort of thing, but wanna have fun and figure out where a smaller stomach-like sac can fit in his chest.

May make breathing a little harder for him when he's putting up a sweat depending on how large his passenger gets. Besides mad indigestion before his body adapts and the two fully sync up.

[spotsandsocks]

Seven Sentence Sunday 🐴🐴🐴 Highway man au

Tagged by @tizniz @dangerpronebuddie @wikiangela @daffi-990 I’ve been working on one bed fic but wanted a bit of variety so just wrote this and I like this one so sharing it all

Pistol ready, eyes on Chim’s beloved Maisie just ahead of him Eddie waits for the signal. Only moments to wait now and after the job is done he can go home.

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Lady Maddie Kendall is on her way home and she would much rather be anywhere in the world than in this carriage.

There’s nothing wrong with the carriage, it’s as comfortable as these things can be, well sprung, fast, elegant. Lord Kendall demands the best, appearances being of utmost importance obviously. That’s why her bruises are always in places that can’t be seen. Maddie rubs absently at her wrist where the bruise he gave her before she left home is still partly visible. Sadly it’s not the only one she wears.

It is however the one that was seen and it’s also why she’s not alone on this particular trip home. Maddie glances across at her companion. Her brother is probably the person she loves best in all the world but she wishes with all her heart that the Honourable Evan Buckley wasn’t riding with her. Her home isn’t a safe place. Not for her and not for Evan now he knows the truth about her life.

She begged him not to accompany her, begged him to leave it be, they have no power here, no money. She belongs to her husband and nothing bar death will change that.

That’s what scares her most. That Evan has plans to set her free in the only way possible.

Tagging @monsterrae1 @dr-shortsighted-owl @thelikesofus @beyourownanchor6 @lonelychicago @bi-buckrights @fiona-fififi @rogerzsteven @bekkachaos @evanbi-ckley @thekristen999 @hippolotamus @wildlife4life @inell @stagefoureddiediaz @exhuastedpigeon @honestlydarkprincess @pirrusstuff @elvensorceress @jesuisici33 @eddiebabygirldiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @diazsdimples @diazheartsbuckley @watchyourbuck @loveyouanyway @repressedqueen @darkrose6578 @disasterbuck @shipperqueen6 @theotherbuckley

[pixiemage]

It’s not recent, but my fic The Highwayman on AO3 has one of the “jimmy calms tango down” scenes, just in case you haven’t read it!

Ohmygod the author of The Highwayman is in my inbox asjdhakjbr

HI UH - LISTEN. I should have you know, I read your fic in like a single day. The writing is so achingly beautiful, just the right level of emotionally painful where needed, and the fluff that weaves its way into the moments between - so, so good. (Plus the subtle and not-so-subtle incorporation of both canon and fanon lore/concepts into every character and the world itself - ahhhh. I'm a sucker for those details.)

I actually went back to reread the scene you're talking about just now because I haven't picked up your fic in a while, and it's just - yes. So much yes. Jimmy having to strongarm Tango at one point, the near-untamable and unbridled anger radiating off of Tango the entire time...the whistle. The fact that Jimmy only had to start talking and it helped Tango settle down. Just - mwah! - so wonderful!

I'll have to reread it in its entirety on a rainy day...goodness knows I've done that enough for the Red Bandit AU that's been floating around since Double Life ended. I think The Highwayman deserves the same attention lol.

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⚔️The Lost Rogue by smolestboop (my_dear_man on AO3!) 🧣 - Chapter 4

Update: Chapter 4 is out now! The search for the missing highwayman continues with the addition of a familiar hero to the party ;)

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The Lost Rogue | Pairing: Reynauld/Dismas (Crusader/Highwayman) | Plot Heavy, Reunion, Rescue Mission, Multi-chapters, Multiple Side Characters, Found Family Moments | 11.6k words | Status: Ongoing | Rating: Mature

Summary:

When all is lost, we cling to what we can remember.

After the final battle of the Darkest Dungeon, Reynauld is left to walk on the tainted earth with the loss of Dismas still haunting his waking days. In the coming days, Reynauld will soon discover that the highwayman is still alive, somewhere in this festering world and it is up to the crusader and his companions to find their long-lost friend.

Come hell or high water, Reynauld will gladly plunge headfirst into the abyss to find him.

[lesbians4armand]

im finally writing again after months of swearing to start again

[bi-naesala]

Dismas and lovers

5. Crusader

Reynauld is slowly losing his mind.

Some days ago, a few of theirs have been sent out to the Weald with one objective: to kill the Hag that lives there once and for all.

Dismas had been chosen for this expedition, while Reynauld was told to remain in the Hamlet and wait for further instruction, which would be fine and all, if it wasn’t for the fact that… he’s terribly worried.

There is no use hiding it: he’s deathly afraid of what could happen to his friend.

He knows he shouldn’t underestimate him, that he’s strong and smart, and especially, he’s not alone, but… This is the first big, important expedition where they’re not sent out together, and he’s not good at waiting, not when his mind keeps concocting new ways in which Dismas could be killed without him even knowing about it, and finding out only when it’s too late.

He feels impotent, spending his days at the Hamlet, venting his frustration against the training dummies, even though that resolves very little – it’s all he can do.

It’s come to the point where, in his prayers, he’s started to include Dismas, praying to the Light for his safe return.

Why does he even care so much, though?

Of course, Dismas is his friend – despite their rocky start, he’s become someone dear to him – but as much as Reynauld worries about all his companions, he’s realized that Dismas has found a special place in his heart.

It’s strange, this feeling; it brings Reynauld back, to a time when he was younger and happier, when he had just met her. It hadn’t been love at first, but rather something built with time and… and it feels really similar to what is going on between him and Dismas, now.

Is it truly love? Is Reynauld even capable of loving anymore?

He thought not – he’s seen, he’s done, so many bad things… – but how could he explain the way Dismas makes him feel, then? The way he makes him smile and laugh, the way his mere presence is enough to put his mind at ease, the way he feels his chest tighten and his heart stop when he spots his face uncovered by the scarf he always wears; it all points to that.

But even if it is indeed love, what is Reynauld supposed to do with it? He cannot possibly reveal the depths of his feelings to Dismas who, surely, mustn’t feel the same.

How can he even think about sullying their friendship in such a way? He should be ashamed… But despite that, he keeps praying.

Anything, to get Dismas to come back safely.

The Light answer him on the third day: the news of party returning spreads fast throughout the Hamlet. As soon as he catches ear of this, Reynauld rushes at the gate, without even bothering to put his armor on – it would’ve taken too much time – wanting to see with his own if it’s true and, especially, to see if Dismas is among the survivors.

To say that he feels anxious would be an understatement. No matter how much he tries to keep calm, he just can’t; not even praying seems to help, this time.

He just needs to see him. He will be the only cure to this condition of his.

Where are they, where are they… Ah! He sees something!

Could it be? Is it them?

As the people – or creatures? – get closer, it becomes easier to see that, yes, it is them!

But is he… He’s here. He’s alive.

“Dismas!” Reynauld shouts, making way towards him. He didn’t necessarily want to appear this undignified, but as soon as he spotted him, his body acted on its own, without any way to stop it.

It’s then that the weight of all the anxiety and worry felt until that moment begins to make itself known; Reynauld feels weak – his legs tremble slightly, as if he had been the one facing off against the Hag – but he also feels extremely relieved.

As soon as he hears him, Dismas’ expression visibly changes, going from gloomy to excited. He calls for Reynauld as well, walking – he’ll need at least a whole year of resting before he can go back to running – towards him as well.

They meet in the middle, grasping at each other in a warm hug.

“Blessed be the Light, you’re alive!” Reynauld can’t help but to exclaim, burying his face against Dismas’ shoulder. He can smell the stench of battle – blood, sweat and who knows what else – but it doesn’t matter. It’s all proof that the Dismas in front of him is real, and not a result of him going actually crazy.

He hears a chuckle coming in response.

“Of course I am alive. What, were you worried?”

How can he sound so cocky even now? Well, he supposes that, after what he did, it’s in his rights, but still!

He’s truly impossible to deal with, and he knows it too! It drives Reynauld so crazy that…

He doesn’t even think about it, when he lowers Dismas’ scarf and presses their lips together.

Only when he feels Dismas’ hands hold onto his tunic, and him kissing back, he realizes what he’s done, but it’s too late to stop now, not when he can see how into it they both are – he can’t believe Dismas is kissing him back, he can’t believe this is all real.

He holds him like one would hold something precious – by now he has to admit that, well, he is precious to him – and can’t help but to smile in the kiss. It’s strange, how strong he feels at the moment, a complete turnaround from his initial weakened state.

He feels like he could take an army all on his own!

He hears the others passing near them – someone, he thinks it’s William, comments that it’s about time they got their shit together, whatever that means – and he should really pull away to greet them, but no matter how much he tries, kissing Dismas is just so addictive that he can’t stop.

There will be time for a proper greeting later, admitting that he’ll be able to look at them in the eyes after such a display; maybe he ought to learn from Dismas and act without shame.

When they pull away, all the thoughts inside Reynauld’s head come to halt, as he admires the man in front of him. It’s still hard to believe that he could ever look at someone and feel the same way he used to feel when looking at her, back when their marriage was still a happy one, but here they are.

He cups Dismas’ face between his hands, caressing his cheekbones with his thumbs.

“I missed you,” he finds the strength to say. Dismas chuckles.

“I can tell,” he replies, this cocky little thing, before his gaze softens. “I… I missed you too, you big oaf.”

Reynauld’s smile only grows larger, despite the insult – he knows he doesn’t really mean it – and he would very much love to lean down and kiss him again, and then again, and again, and again, but he’s aware of the fact that Dismas has just gotten back from a very challenging expedition; he’ll surely want to rest.

“Oh, I shouldn’t keep you here,” he says, then, disentangling himself – reluctantly – from Dismas. “I’m sure you’d love to get some rest.”

“That I do,” the other replies, starting to walk towards the rest of the group, though he waits for Reynauld to get the clue and catch up to him. It’s then that he brushes his arm, turning towards him. “I can look for you later, and… We’ll see.”

Oh, the implications are not lost on Reynauld, but even if they were, he would still be happy to spend time together, especially if his feelings are truly returned – they should talk about it, eventually, shouldn’t they?

Oh well, maybe it’ll happen after Dismas comes back to him, or maybe it’ll happen another time, but one thing is for sure.

“Yes, I’d love it.”

This is shaping up to be something special, and he can’t wait to see where it goes.

[seasonalflowerr]

7:A song to drive to? (From the ask game)

Ooh! One of my more recent favorites to drive to isss "Not Strong Enough" by boygenius! the song is SO good and it just. i feel like it's been one i specifically queue when i'm driving recently.

[envelopedbyoblivion]

Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Empires SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP, Double Life SMP Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity/TangoTek, Charles | Grian/Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Jimmy | Solidarity, TangoTek (Video Blogging RPF), Charles | Grian, Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF), ZombieCleo (Video Blogging RPF), Joe Hills | joehillssays, EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Empires SMP Setting (Video Blogging RPF), Sheriff Jimmy | Solidarity, Highwayman TangoTek, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Background Character Death, Panic Attacks, Seizures, Dissociation, Heteronormativity, Implied Sexual Content, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Not RPF, Podfic & Podficced Works, Podfic, Podfic Length: 10-20 Minutes, cover art welcome! Summary:

Podfic for The Highwayman by EnvelopedbyOblivion

"Fate walks many paths – but for each person, it only wears one face. Sheriff Jimmy Solidarity’s fate is a handsome red-eyed highwayman who saves Jimmy from a group of bandits. Despite being on opposite sides of the law, something keeps bringing them together, tangible as gravity and inevitable as death.

Which will get to them first? What will win out – a growing relationship between them, or their obligations to the life they’ve chosen for themselves?"

The first chapter of The Highwayman podfic is out, made by the talented @hitheeprithee! Go check it out and give him some love!  It’s so good seriously guys I’m so ahhhhhh (/pos /gen)

[envelopedbyoblivion]

It’s not letting me paste anything into the tags so uhh here you go

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He looks up, squinting his eyes.

He doesn’t see much of anything. But he knows she’s there. He saw her – he’s seen death. She was beautiful, hair parted like a veil and tall as midnight, imposing and right in front of him. So far away she was everywhere at once, and he could touch her.

since ao3 is down, reblog and put the last sentence you wrote for your WIP in the tags