#it's taking me forever to finish up notes for the little mermaid au;;

[dragon-in-a-stew]

So I had this AU idea a while ago and today I finally got around to writing it in class :D

So um. Read. Cry. Enjoy.

*TW implied suicide* read with caution

Gone

By Cricket

Keefe wished Havenfield had normal windows. He figured having floor-to-ceiling windows was nice, but it was making it really hard to break in, especially while levitating. Keefe cursed under his breath, painstakingly removing the panes of glass. When they finally gave way, he rolled inside, the flower petals in Sophie’s rug crushed beneath him. Iggy rattled his cage, reaching tiny hands through the bars. 

“Hey, little guy,” he whispered, tickling Iggy’s chin. “I’ve got something for you.” Keefe pulled a vial of dye out of his pocket. After popping the quark, he opened the cage and poured the elixir into Iggy’s water bowl. The imp gulped down the elixir and released a loud burp. A moment later, his fur turned shades of green-pink-blue-purple with stripes. He looked like a mermaid with wings, and Keefe released a chuckle.

Iggy seemed very pleased and started licking his new fur. Keefe walked over to Sophie’s desk, digging through the drawers until he found a scrap of paper and a pen. He wrote his note quickly, not wanting to leave time to reconsider what he was about to do. When he was finished, he scanned over his work.

To the Mysterious Miss F,

Ugh, I’m already regretting saying this. But this is serious.

 I know that a lot has been happening lately, with your abilities, and my crazy mother. And I’m sorry. But I figured out a way to control myself. I hope you won’t hate me for it. 

This is for the best. 

Love, Keefe.

P.S. I love you, Sophie. Always have. Always will.

Goodbye.

Keefe tucked the note next to Iggy’s cage and then headed to her bathroom. He knew that the Ruewens had a large supply of medicine, and knowing Foster, he could find what he was looking for in her cabinets. 

Bingo. He tucked the vial into his cape pocket and pulled out his Pathfinder, spinning it to a random facet and raising it to the light streaming through the windows. Before he stepped into the shimmering beam, Iggy fluttered to the top of his cage and grabbed his hand, gazing up at Keefe. Iggy’s small hands wrapped around his finger. 

Tears filled Keefe’s eyes, but he blinked them back and said, “Take care of Foster for me, okay?”

Iggy seemed to nod and reluctantly let go of his finger. The last thing Keefe saw as he stepped into the light was Grady opening the door to Sophie's bedroom, eyes widening in surprise. “Keefe? What are you doing here?”

But Keefe was gone. 

He glittered back into existence in a small wheat field in the Forbidden Cities. Keefe glanced around, but he saw no other humans. Good. This would work. 

He pulled out the medicine, reading the small label that said to take a sip every three hours. Ha. Keefe ripped off the label, shoving it in his pocket before opening the bottle. 

He downed the whole vial, collapsing onto the tall yellow grass. 

“Sleep,” was all he was able to croak out as his vision rapidly darkened.

Then everything faded to black.

And he was silent.

Forever.

Ok I know I know I know please don't yell at me. There might be an alternate ending to this, so don't hate me yet :/ (It hurt me to kill off my boy too, jsyk)

Tag list because...why not. @myfairkatiecat because we were going to write this together and I think you'll want to read it. @ham-cheese-toastie because COGNATEEE <33333 @alaydabug2 @permanently-stressed because other fic writers. And my brain is blanking on me, so that's all.

[hetalianskywalker]

Day 2: The Bakery

Pairing: Merman Jesse x gn! Reader

Summary: Something odd is happening on the island 501st are staying on.

Author’s Note: Mermaid AU! Jesse is a little cheesy at the end. He be good at flirting for the rest of the fic though. I just love me some cheese.

Warnings: Nothing I can think of

Word Count: 898

Prompt: The bakery is built of seashell studded stone, sitting several meters out from shore and buffeted by ocean waves. The owner can’t set foot on land.

Prompt 3205 by deepwaterwritingprompts

Jesse watches as the townspeople take rowboats and canoes to the seashell studded house several meters out from the town. They bring all sorts of items to trade from different kinds of food to clothes; everything a person could need. They leave and head back to shore with fresh pastry and bread.

The Mer should go back to the others. The 501st has stopped on this island for a few days before heading to the next battle site. However, he had spotted an ancient Mer shack from the main deck of their battleship. They had been told about these places a few times by their Mer trainers back on Kamino; they were made to be temporary places of shelter during a storm for any Mer who was too close to the surface.

Most were long abandoned, but this small town seemed to be using this one as a bakery. He finds he can’t fight his curiosity any longer and swims up to the small dock in front of the door. Jesse shifts into his human form as he jumps up on it. He places his helmet under his arm and knocks.

“Come in!?” You call out, sounding both surprised and preoccupied. Jesse slowly eneters and his stomach growls at the divine smells.

“Sorry I wasn’t expecting….” You pause, now looking at him. “A Mer.”

“Well, you’ll find many of the citizens of Mandalore would disagree with you there.” He jokes and you relax somewhat, but your anxiety was palpable.

“Well that’s stupid.” It’s Jesse’s turn to be surprised as he looks over your pastries. “It doesn’t matter if you were made with kaminoan alchemy. You quite literally have to be the same species as your prime.”

“I mean some of us came out as sirens and selkies.” He teases as he walks closer to the counter. Your shoulders relax at this point; he watches a soft shy smile grace your face.

“I believe those have all been considered Merfolk for the past few centuries.” You laugh before slowly handing him a cinnamon roll he was eyeing like he hadn’t eaten in forever.

“But I- ” You shake your head.

“On the house, soldier.” You flirt as you finish closing up shop; you can feel his eyes on you as he gobbles his treat down.

“So you live here too right?” Jesse asks as you gently lead him to the door.

“Yep. Thankfully this has two stories.” You lean against the doorframe as he stands on the dock.

You both stand quietly in the shadow of your house, protected from the last rays of the setting sun. You look at your old village and then back at the curious Merman. You know what he wants to ask; every outsider asks for the same story.

“I stood up to a monster that was passing through our town. In response, after finding out my family had died a few years ago, cursed me to never walk on land again or I would die. I apparently had nothing else to loose. He then threw me into the ocean. The people rallied behind me and found a solution…” You lovingly patted the house behind you. “I was the town’s baker by trade and so it made sense to…”

“Make it a bakery.” Jesse finishes in awe before it changes to something far more sad. “So you have been stuck in this one house for…”

“A few years.” You nod, shifting uncomfortably from the pitying look you always received and looking away at your feet.

“It’s better than being dead though.” You jokingly add to try to lighten the mood.

“And I thought Kamino was claustrophobic.” He says with the same joking air, but the empathy touches you. You gently look up at him with a soft smile.

“Thank you…”

“Jesse.” The Mer grins one of the brightest smiles you have ever seen. “I’m Jesse. I probably should have said that at the beginning.”

From then on, whenever his battalion was stationed nearby, he came to visit you. Occasionally, you even got letters all the way from the capital island of Coruscant when he was on leave.

However when it was announced that the Jedi Order were traitors and the war was over, no news of Jesse came. Many days were spent pacing and worrying before a soft knock echos through your small home.

“Hey, babe.” You are running for the door at the familiar exhausted sound. You throw the door open and you both almost plummet into the water with the force you hug him with. Jesse laughs, spinning you around.

“I’ll explain later, but we need to leave.” Jesse says quickly, setting you down. You look up at him confused.

“But I can’t…”

“You can never set foot on land again and we can find a way to break that curse eventually.” He softly rests his hands on either side of your face; his desperate eyes holding your gaze. “But if you’ll have me, I can make you a Mer.”

“Yes.” There is no hesitation. The man you loved and your freedom, even if it is different from what you had imagined, are too valuable to pass up on. “I love you.”

That bright smile captivates you for a long moment. “I love you more.”

“I love you most.” You both laugh when you say it together as you start your new journey.

[oh-no-its-bird]

Ok so updated list of my WIPS;

Actually in progress;

- Offal and All (Kakashi's relationship with food throughout the years, mostly told through the eyes of others) I'm activley focusing on this one rn and hoping to post it like, this week actually. It's a mash up of a lot of different tiny Kakashi hc's I've posted about and should be very fun (and depressing, but that's kind of my brand, so.)

- One Step Three Steps chapter 10, it's going well so far actually I just keep writing it at work then being forced to stop bc like. Work. Might go up this week, hopefully

- Chasing Shadows chapter 4, it's like 20% done? Ish? I just need to find the head space to get back to writing it, will go up within the next 2 weeks for sure but idk when exactly. It'll be great tho ur gonna get Hikaku, Fugaku, Shisui, Mikoto, just all the cool Uchiha. Lots of politics, lots of drama, the works

- Itama and the secret senju weed empire fic,,,, it will be long and it will be beautiful which means it'll take me forever to do, sorry

- Magical Girl Izuna AU (my beloved) I got distracted by other projects midway through writing chapter 1 but I'll get there eventually

- Little lab mystery where kid edo-tensei reincarnations of Madara and Tobirama wake up with no memories and immediately stage a jail break

- Nin burger!!!!! Yes this is a real thing yes I meant to post it like the same week I started making it but then I got distracted and didn't. But I swear to fucking GOD I will see it complete. Nin Burger is my favorite real naruto restaurant that is real

- That one oneshot where Madara and Tobirama spend a festival night in the capital together as children, and Madara develops his very first crush on the fox masked boy, but seems to be doomed never to meet him again— till Konoha's first festival is held and he sees a man wearing the very same mask, waiting for him in the crowds. Might not actually finish this one tbh but also maybe I'll save it for tbmd week?? Idk

Considering / Planning;

- Hikaku as the Uchiha clan head after Madara's betrayal comic,,, not an actual fic but I wanna make this so bad. I've written notes for it I just need to get along to drawing it

- Izuna in Wonderland comic, honestly I'll probably end up doing the entire thing in one go one night when I get hit in the face w a brick w motivation. So it'll be a surprise for both u guys and me when I post that! I always do my comics in one go bc I physically can't bring myself to return to art projects if interrupted, which means I tend to do longer ones on my days off where I have literally nothing else to do or distract me, but I haven't had one of those in like. 2 months now. So. But I will soon!! Umm. Maybe.

- Here Before and After Me chapter 2, I'll probably make one eventually but who tf knows when. I have a very specific vision of Kakashi following Tobirama onto the battlefield and scaring the shit out of a very alarmed and confused Izuna

- Tobirama and Izuna's field trip through time and space, I don't think I want to commit to a full fic bc it'd be seriously long and I'm already commiting to Chasing Shadows and One Step Three Steps as my regular update long fics, then the MG Izuna au and Itama fic as my "write it all behind the scenes then post" long fics. One shots only for me, sorry. But I do wanna write a silly one shot of the boys crash landing face first into a konoha council meeting during their field trip

Dropped / Abandoned;

- That one mdtb space mermaid au, rip. Maybe I'll come back to u one day but for now I have a lot to focus on, sorry

- mdtb fish in a pond fic where Tobirama is half spirit and turns into a koifish that Tajima then brings home and tosses into the families koi pond

I think that's everything? I have a shit memory and do everything on my notes app then forget to categorize the notes half the time so I honestly wouldn't be surprised if I'd lost smthn else in my like billion different notes.

Those are the important ones tho, so, good enough!

[shanceshancerevolution]

mynameisquiche replied to your post “i’m still working on my little mermaid au notes but would anyone be...”

I AM SO INTERESTED. I, AM INTERESTED. IM INTERESTED. PLEASE POST IT

soyouthinkyoucanshance replied to your post “i’m still working on my little mermaid au notes but would anyone be...”

ME TOO!

@mynameisquiche (it’s not letting me tag u??) @soyouthinkyoucanshance ok ok so the altean shance hercules au was born from a doodle i was doing for shance fluff week but never finished,, i’ll post it when i clean it up some more!

this au kind of requires knowing the disney movie. i’ll turn it into something more original later but for now it’s just for fun. that being said, everyone in this au is altean or puigian because i’m a fan of clothing Aesthetics

shiro is hercules. he starts out scrawny and smol but then gets Buff and Bara™ after training with phil (i haven’t decided who fits best for this role but i feel like phil is an unholy fusion of pidge and coran. maybe i’ll put matt in that role LMAO)

THE POINT IS!  Buff and Bara™ demigod shiro attempts to rescue lance (megara) and after many shenanigans, actually succeeds. lance is a drowned rat but at least he’s been saved? shiro asks him if he’s alright and lance does the whole sassy-flirty thing meg does and leaves shiro a blushing, swooning mess

later, shiro defeats the hydra and is Shiro the Hero (zero to hero anyone?) he’s suddenly super famous and is taking down monsters left and right. lotor (yeah he’s hades, how could i not?) keeps sending them out to kill him but so far he’s failing. he decides to use lance to find shiro’s weakness and bring him down

when lance shows up to skip out with shiro, shiro is ecstatic to see him again. spending the whole day with lance is a dream come true and he’s determined to make this great for both of them. by the end of the day, lance is very much in denial. he was always aware of shiro’s natural charm, but he doesn’t expect to be hit by Feelings so soon (cue i won’t say i’m in love sequence. sidenote: allura is a muse)

following the events of the movie: -Big Fight between shiro and phil/matt/coran/pidge -lotor takes shiro’s powers for 24 hours -lance is Free but at what cost -shiro makes up with phil/matt/coran/pidge and tries to fight back as a human. he succeeds in the end but he’s real banged up -lance sacrifices himself for shiro so shiro can keep fighting (“people do crazy things when they’re in love”) -shiro saves olympus (or altea or whatever. i’ve never been known to be good at naming things) -shiro almost dies trying to rescue lance’s soul but his demigod genetics don’t let him. he punches lotor into the river of souls (the most satisfying thing he’s ever done in his life) -lance is Alive (nice res) -shance gets their cute couple montage yell heah

anyway, i’m mostly just here for every hercules/meg interaction for shance because yES. i have so much more to say about this au but i’m stopping for now because i have other stuff to do today. if ur reading this and have any thoughts on this au or just shance things in general you wanna share, please feel free to talk with me any time!

last thing: “the name’s lance. my friends call me sharpshooter. at least, they would if i had any friends”

[yoonsshadow]

Strike! - OT7

❥ prompt ; ‘could you please do an ot7 where they all go bowling or to the arcade together? (I also love your eternals series so much!!)’ sent in by @deathbybigsisrory​ 

❥ pairing ; ot7 x fem!reader

❥ genres ; non-idol!au, rom-com, friends-to-[future]-lovers, [they’re not together yet but everyone is very much in love]

❥ themes ; fluff!!

❥ warnings ; none

❥ word count ; 1.7k

❥ note ; Thank you so much for the submission!!! (And also thank you for your sweet words darling xx) I may have strayed a little from the prompt, but I hope you still like it. I haven’t been bowling since I was like 11, so I’m sorry if some details are incorrect. I have never been to an arcade, so I thought this was the safer option. [this isn’t edited]

Somewhere, in the back of your subconscious, is a loud knocking.

It’s a rapid noise, insistent and forceful, but the dream you’re submerged in is far too pleasant to pay it any heed. It will go away eventually.

Except it doesn’t.

As you’re lying in the paradise of a warm coastal beach, mermaids off the coast and dragons in the distant sky, muffled yells are lost in the ambience of crashing waves and mer-song. You are so incredibly comfortable on this beach chair. You think, perhaps, that you’d happily stay here for an eternity.

Eternity does not last very long.

Your idyllic fantasy dissolves the instant hands shake your hunched shoulders, voices now louder in your ear as you are rocked from your sleep. It aches to move, to be moved, but soon you are sitting upright rather than folded over your desk, cheek pressed into papers.

“Hey there, sleepyhead.” Namjoon’s deep timbre vibrates through you; shocks you into clarity faster than your mind is ready.

“Hmrrfh?” Is your unintelligible response. He seems to understand.

Seokjin is crouched beside you, one hand on the back of your office chair, the other on your knee. “I thought you said that you were finished with your work.” You rub your eyes and yawn as he speaks, quickly taking notice of the other figures in the room. “You were supposed to have a break, remember?”

You hum. “I don’t get paid to take breaks, I get paid to have my work done by the deadline. Which is soon, might I add, so I’ll have to rain-check today. Sorry.”

“Nope.” It’s Yoongi who speaks this time. In the next moment, your office chair is rolled away from the desk and into the group of men who have somehow entered your home. Which reminds you-

“How did you even get in?”

“We found the spare key,” Taehyung says, as if the fact should be obvious.

“Yeah,” Jimin adds, “when you didn’t respond to our knocks and calls we thought you might be dead or something. Ggukie damn near kicked the door down when Namjoon-hyung lifted up the doormat.”

“Terrible hiding spot, Y/N,” Namjoon says. You can tell that he’s trying to sound disappointed, but he looks just a little too endeared.

Moving in front of you, Hoseok flashes you a warm smile. His eyes become crescents, his lips a heart, and your fingers twitch with the want to reach forward and caress his cheek. You don’t.

“There’s no way you’re getting out of today,” he says without a hint of malice. “You need a day to relax, and we haven’t seen our girl in far too long. So, will you be coming willingly, or by force?”

“But-” Your protests are cut off.

“By force it is. Gguk.”

Your vision is suddenly filled by a broad chest as thick arms sweep you from your seat. Gravity has no effect on the young man who now holds you bridal style, nor on the Bambi smile that naturally grows on his face.

“We’re going to have so much fun today,” Jeongguk says, muscles flexing around you as they all begin walking towards your bedroom. You have no doubt that Hoseok and Taehyung already have an outfit planned for you, and you even hear the bath beginning to run.

Your boys never fail to look after you. God, you care for them so much.

[You won’t admit to yourself that you may feel something deeper. Not yet. But one day, perhaps soon, you’ll realise that you don’t have to be afraid of that feeling.]

Retro music swirls around you as your group makes their way towards your assigned lane. Bowling shoes in hand and a competitive spirit growing, a weight seems to melt off of your shoulders.

All thoughts of work, of responsibilities, have simply disappeared.

“How are we going to decide teams?” Namjoon looks around the group, as if calculating a mathematic equation. “Rock, paper, scissors?”

Yoongi scoffs. “We’ll be here forever if we do that. Let’s just do Hyungs versus Youngs.”

While Jeongguk, Taehyung and Jimin are cheering at the quick resolution, you lift a brow at the unbothered man. “But what do I call your team then, Yoongi oppa?”

For a moment, he says nothing, merely ducking his head to hide the rosy tint that dusts across his cheeks. Hoseok is the one who steps in to answer, clapping a harsh hand on Yoongi’s back as if to wake him from a trance.

“We can come up with team names!”

Jimin jumps up and down, wide beam blinding you all. “We are team Young and Beautiful!”

“No, we should be Bold and Beautiful! Like that American hand-wash show,” Taehyung suggests, equally as enthusiastic.

Namjoon sighs. “It’s soap opera, Tae.”

“What about Y/N’s Angels?” Jeongguk seems to be thinking hard, ever competitive even in the sport of picking a team name. “Because we are angelic, and Y/N bosses us around.”

That lands him a swift chop to the neck, much to his giggling delight.

“We are the Young, Bold, and Beautiful Angels,” you decide, rolling your eyes. “And what about your team?”

Seokjin does not hesitate to announce: “We are team Kim Seok Jin!”

Yoongi sighs, but doesn’t object, and Hoseok leans his forehead on Namjoon’s shoulder as if he needs the support to keep standing.

“Thank you for consulting the rest of the team about this decision, Jin-hyung,” Namjoon says, deadpan but not upset.

“You should be thankful that I’m allowing you to use my name at all,” Seokjin replies, hands on hips. “It is, after all, a national symbol of good luck.”

“National...?” You mumble.

Jimin groans out a sigh, easily bored and antsy to win. “Can we just play already? We don’t need to have a board meeting every time we make a decision.”

“Let’s go hold some heavy balls!” Jeongguk then grabs your elbow and drags you to the bowling ball racks, uncaring that you’ve only laced one of your shoes on.

“Do you need me to teach you how to bowl?” Jeongguk’s voice in your ear startles you as you stand in front of your lane, ready to go. The pink ball is heavy in your hand when you turn around to glare at him.

“I know how to bowl, Gguk. Now shoo, I need to concentrate.”

“Yes, but do you know how to bowl properly? Like a pro?”

“I am this close to dropping this ball on your toes, don’t test me.”

“Pleeease? C’mon, just this once?”

Damn him and his doe eyes. “Fine. Just once. But you’re going to buy me a plate of nacho fries.”

“Deal.”

You shouldn’t be surprised when he stands behind you and circles his arms around yours, but you do jolt a bit when his hands touch your waist.

“Some people think that it’s the wrist movement that’s most important, but really, it’s the hips. Even if you mess up the bowl, if your hips are at the right angle, you can’t really go wrong.”

“I’m pretty sure wrist movement is actually pretty important.”

The man has the nerve to shush you. “Angle your hips like this,” fingertips press into the soft flesh over your hipbones, “and then take three steps before you let go of the ball. The trick is to start with your non-dominant foot, so that when you bowl, your dominant leg isn’t in the way.”

Sighing, you humour the youngest and stride away from him, following his steps and then releasing the ball from your grip.

It lands a perfect strike.

Jeongguk walks back to the group with a smug smile and a pep in his step, while you simply chuckle at his pride. Meanwhile, the other boys are glaring at him.

“So,” Hoseok says as you wait for your ball to return so that you can have your second go, “are we all going to be allowed to teach you? Or is this favouritism?”

Heaving a deep sigh, you look up to the ceiling as if it, or any higher being, may give you an answer as to why you’ve chosen these seven as your favourite people.

Deep down you know why, but it’s times like these that make you question yourself.

It’s also times like these that make you feel impossibly endeared.

Night has crept up on you by the time the boys drop you back at your apartment, ribs aching from laughter and cheeks sore from smiles. No tension resides in your muscles, in your bones, or even in your mind; you feel as though you are floating, ears brushing against the clouds, with how light you are right now.

“You have to promise that you won’t do any work until tomorrow,” Namjoon says, watching you dig through your bag for your keys. 

“After a full night of sleep,” Yoongi adds.

Seokjin then says, “And a nice, big breakfast.”

“And plenty of water!”

“And a comforting shower- Or a bubble bath!”

“And you have to take plenty of breaks.”

“Maybe we can drop by at lunch to make sure you eat-”

“Would it be better if we stayed over tonight?”

“Why don’t you just stay with us? We can help you-”

“Guys.” Your voice is sturdy as it cuts through the overlapping voices of seven worried men, all eyes turned to you as you stand in your open doorway. “I appreciate the concern, truly, but I’m a big girl. What happened yesterday - well, this morning - was a one-off. I assure you that I can take care of myself.”

You’re met with silence that sounds an awful lot like doubt.

“But,” you sigh, “maybe you can come over for lunch?”

Gleeful voices whoop into the night air, and you have to bite back your laughter as you hurriedly hush them, wary of your neighbours.

One by one, you give them a hug and a kiss on the cheek as you exchange farewells, peeling the younger ones off of you as you tell them that yes, I really do have to go inside now.

It’s only when you’ve closed the front door behind you, leaning on the wall beside you, that you come to the full, unafraid realisation.

You are in love with them. And you think they might love you back.

End

[mermaidmelodyedits]

Return to the Sea (Older Mel AU)

Author Notes: This fanfic is a retelling of The Little Mermaid 2 Return to the Sea but with Melody at 19 instead of 12. This fanfic was originally posted on my deviantart, and as of 5-15-22 it HAS FINISHED WITH A PROLOGUE AND 24 CHAPTERS. You can also find it on fanfiction.net where it also has all 24 chapters and the prologue. I’ll be posting a new chapter to tumblr every week on Saturday, so look forward to that. Thanks for reading! Story starts below

P.S. Sequel scheduled to come soon!

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CHAPTER 7: Leaving

Ariel hadn’t meant for everything to go so horribly wrong. The moment she watched Melody storm out of the room she knew she had messed up.

“Oh no…” The Queen collapsed onto her daughter's bed, clutching her head in her hands.

“Ariel… darling.” The sweet sound of her husband's voice drew her attention, the handsome king standing in the doorway. In another moment he was by his beloved Queen’s side, taking her hands in his.

His deep soft voice instantly comforted her breaking heart, “Maybe… maybe it’s time. We can’t hide the truth from her forever.”

Ariel hated to admit it, but she knew he was right. She wanted to believe she could hide everything evil in the world from her daughter forever.

“Oh, Eric… You’re right. Maybe it’s time I trusted her with the truth.”

Melody had no problem sneaking out of the castle completely unseen. Wrapped in a black thick cloak from head to toe she slipped into the shadows until she made it to the shoreline outside of the castle. The beach was abandoned in the dead of the night.

It wasn’t until she knew she was alone did she finally drop her hood. The sea breeze lightly tossed her raven curls, and she took a deep breath of the salty air. Something about being alone with nothing but the sea felt incredibly grounding to her, it was always changing and yet never changing at the same time.

After a few moments of calm, the princess pulled out the golden clamshell locket. Looking at it closer she noticed a gold chain attached to the shell, just long enough to make it a necklace. After tying it around her slender neck she pried the locket open yet again.

The familiar lullaby began to play, something about it so familiar to the princess’s ears in a way she couldn’t explain. The blue orb appeared again, the underwater castle scene reappearing. Yet the scene was slightly different than last time. The water was darker, different schools of fish rushing by, different merfolk bustling through the castle.

For a while all the princess could do was watch the magic in awe, but after a while, she forced herself to close the locket. She wasn’t careful she would stand there all night. Melody had come to the shoreline for a very specific reason, there were dozens of boats tied up for the night just ready for the taking.

Melody felt bad stealing someone’s boat but desperate times called for desperate measures.

“This necklace means something… and if no one will tell me what, then I’ll find out for myself.” Melody set out for a long night of rowing, she wasn’t going to stop till she found another safe coastline to dock at. She thought being out on the ocean in the middle of the night meant it would be impossible for anyone to see her. She was completely unaware that the minute she left the shore she was being very closely watched.

Far away, in the freezing ice caverns of the northern sea, a spell was cast. The magic was nearly identical to Melody’s golden clamshell. A luminous orb appeared, lighting up the entire cave and revealing a scene playing out far away.

That scene was of a young woman, stuck on a small boat out at sea all alone. In the freezing night, she had curled up on the hard wooden floor in a shivering sleep.

“Well isn’t this just delicious? Isn’t this just divine?”A cackle echoed off the undersea walls, “Undertow! You know what to do.” 

 “Let’s go flatsos!” a piranha circled the enchanted orb a final time before starting to bark orders. As he began to make his way out of the caves, two massive stingrays appeared to follow him.

“Hurry Undertow! There is a poor little princess who needs our help.”

The King and Queen had falsely assumed Melody had simply fled to another part of the castle, something she had done during fights before. They also made the mistake of believing she had no way of escaping the castle, they had too much faith in the castle guard. Melody had already been evading them for years at that point.

Only about an hour after Melody had stormed out of her room did a search begin to find her. At first, no one was worried, figuring she would show up somewhere in the castle. It wasn’t till a couple more hours passed I’d everyone begin to panic.

It was Carlotta that finally broke the news to the King and Queen.

Desperation filled the Queen’s voice, “What do you mean she is gone? Search the castle again! She has to be here somewhere.”

“We have searched the castle three times, your highness… She is nowhere to be found. We believe she is not on the grounds.”

Panic began to set in Ariel’s heart, “Where could she possibly be going?!”

“Going to Morgana’s? And you think she could tell me what this locket means? Why it has my name on it?”

Melody had been lucky enough to meet a friendly piranha fish out at sea, and he had offered to help her.

“Oh, sure kid! Morgana is the best, she’ll help you for sure.”

A small amount of hope bloomed in Melody’s chest, finally, something was going her way. 

“Wow, thank you! I’d love to go meet her.”

The second she spoke, two stings appeared just below the surface of the water. Their long tails winded around the ropes attached to her boat, and they towed her along as they swam. They followed faithfully behind the piranha but stayed quiet the entire time.

The piranha flashed her a toothy grin before swimming ahead, “We got a long way to go kid, why don’t you just relax? You look like you need it, princess.”

Melody didn’t remember telling him she was a princess, but perhaps it was a nickname he used for everyone...

[bluebellhairpin]

( Notice: OKAY - The pic there says ‘The Hobbit/LOTR’ but for times sake, and my own sanity, there is none listed thus-far (same goes for the ‘other’ category’). Merci for understanding! )

So I’ve been meaning to do this for a while, and I already have a blog for it ( @nemosrepost ) but that doesn’t get too much attention. Thus, here we are! 

(This was a nightmare to get done - it took weeks to get all the links and pics done up in my spare time - I hope you appreciate that.) 

They’re all sorts here, from Medieval Marvel AU’S, to Modern Attack on Titan one shots. They’re all organised via fandom, and I’ve tried my best to link and tag everything properly, but that is a difficult feat, so beware - for some it may not have worked too well.

Like my *actual* masterlist, this will be updated regularly with new fic recs, and even new characters and fandoms as I read them. All fic’s currently listed (as of November 26, 2020) are found on my reblog account. 

I’ve also tried to add in a ‘recommendation summary’ thing of each - so basically just my thoughts on the fic(s). But anyway, have fun browsing, and overall - enjoy! 

(AND also - LMAOOOO - Have fun scrolling lololololol!) - Nemo

( Pre - Warning: I am not tagging anything as NSWF, 18+, or triggering content. However some fics listed do contain such material. Please refer to the warnings or Authors Notes on each Fic before reading. Stay safe guys! I love you! ) 

Bluebellhairpin’s Masterlist 

Bucky Barnes

Knight in Rusty Armour - Medieval / A/B/O AU! Series - by @revengingbarnes Honestly I binged the first eight chapters (+ prologue) in close to one sitting. That was mostly because that was all that was published at the time. It is completed now. I love both these AU’s, and I love Bucky - win, win! 

Flowers Bloom - Soulmate AU! Series - by revengingbarnes  Another great series, and honestly I’m a slut for soulmate au’s, so this author might be coming after my heart - keep up that good work, if you know what I mean. 

The Great Build Up - Modern / Firefighter Au! One Shot - by @thottybarnes  This ones goes from cute, to hot and steamy, to angsty, and back to cute again. A one shot rollercoaster, and I thoroughly enjoyed every word of it. 

Maybe This Time - Mob Au! One Shot - by @propertyofpoeandbucky Okay, so if there’s one thing I like more than an mobster au, it’s adding children into the mix. Something about big bad guys going all soft for this tiny human - and then making them - and that’s called perfection. 

Whatever It Takes - Biker AU! One Shot - by @sgtjbuccky He like’s to be loud, so what. He rides a bike, so what. I what to ride him and his bike, so what. 

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @softlybarnes  I’ve never liked Bucky’s metal arm more in my entire life. Using it for a baby going through teething? A+ idea. 

Hero, Waiting - Medieval AU! One Shot -  by captain-ariel-barnes Sadly, this fic is unavailable now, and that - obviously - makes me sad. But I’m adding it her anyway because of how much I adored it. The love triangle between Bucky, Reader, and Steve was amazing, and the feelings? Phenomenal. 

Steve Rogers

If Walls Could Talk - One Shot - by propertyofpoeandbucky  I’ll recreate my original comment on this fic - ‘Ouch’. And that’s all I have to say about that. 

The End of the War - College AU! One Shot - by @redgillan There’s nothing quite like a enemies to lovers trope that’s well-written. But then throw in fight club, a jerk date, ice-cream and pizza - just read it. You’ll understand then. 

The Edge of the Water - Mermaid AU! Series - @floatingpetals I have to admit now, I haven’t read all of this yet. But I also have to say, what I have read was fantastic. Mermaids - and Mermen - they just hit different, you know? 

Pseudo Princess - Medieval AU! Series - by @shreddedparchment​ To date, it’s one of the best fics - nay - stories I’ve ever read. I’d dare to say it’s easily the length of a novel, so if you’re up for the long haul, I’d definitely recommend it. It’s worth the wait - trust me. Op obviously put a hella lot of work into it, and it shows. 

Loki Laufeyson

Loki’s Happy Ending - Series (?) - by @gingerwritess  Listen, I have been and forever will be a Loki girl. Nothing will change that. And every scrap of content Theo produces for Loki I will cradle in my palms and keep warm until they’re ready to go out into the world or whatever - point is, read this. 

Just One Quick Glance - One Shot - by @imagines-trashcan  After watching ‘Endgame’, and squealing at every moment Loki appeared on screen, only to not have him show up in the final battle - this was one of my comfort fics. 

thunderstorms. - One Shot - by @tarynkauai Naturally, Loki’s child would inherit his unease of thunderstorms. And naturally, seeing Loki as a dad makes me happy. 

Stitches - One Shot - by @lokibug​  Loki being nice. I like that. We stan. 

Quentin Beck 

The Curveball - One Shot - by @healingchurch​  Listen, this is on here for a reason. I didn’t really like Mysterio ‘cause of what he did to Peter, but hey, some people are good actors, and some write characters acting very well. 

Stephen Strange 

(Un-Named) - Imagine / One Shot - by @archieimagines​ A cocky bastard and a shy Reader, as far as I’m concerned that a one-way ticket straight to my heart. *wink wonk*.

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @whirlybirbs​  Honestly, there are multiple fics of hers on this list, and that’s because she’s a damn fine writer, and her stories are just that addictive. This one is no different. I was preparing to read more and then it ended. But all good things, right?

Crash and Burn - One Shot - by @lilyswritings​  The angst, and the angst. I cry, you cry, everyone cries. Unfortunately there is only the one part, but much to my personal joy that means I can interpret the after-ending however I want! 

Frank Castle

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @alexsunmners​ This is just cute okay? I have no other words except this was plain and simply very, very, very nice to read, and that it makes me feel very soft right here on the inside. 

Peter Parker

Super Smooth Genius - One Shot (?) - by whirlybirbs  Back at it again with the cute, awkward, friendly, neighbourhood, Peter Parker. 

Just Don’t - Soulmate AU! One Shot - by @papel-creativo​ What’d I tell you about soulmate au’s? I can’t resist them. And of course Pete being a caring bf with his hero s/o. So nice. 

Ronan the Accuser 

Make You Proud - One Shot - by @kayleighhalliday2203​ This is justifiable because I was going through a Lee Pace faze and I found it and loved it immediately. 

Ultron

(Un-Named) - One Shot / Series - by @snarky-badger​ This I can also justify having read, because (and if you know me then you know) the robot thing ... Doesn’t bother me as much as it should. And I binged all of it on ao3, so. 

Poe Dameron

(Un-Named) - Masterlist - by propertyofpoeandbucky Okay, I know there’s a lot on this list, and it could take you a while to get through it all, but trust me - it’s worth it. Lani likes Poe, and it shows. He’s written so well. 

Dashing - One Shot / Series ? - by whirlybirbs Birbs does it again. She’s got Punchy!Reader, and if there were a legal way to get all of this Poe thing down into a written book, I’d do it. 

You Can See Me? - Modern / Ghost AU! One Shot - by @tintinwrites​ I just this this one’s really cool. And what Poe does for the reader at the end? So sweet! He would totally do that! 

Across the Hall - Modern / Nurse AU! Series - by @starryeyedstories​  It’s cute, it’s fun, it’s got tension, and a little drama - plus a smidge of angst and Corgi!BB-8. If perfection were ever made into a Modern/Nurse au Poe fic - this would be it. 

Deepest, Lightest Secrets - One Shot - by @writefightandflightclub​  It’s got the humour and overall feel  you’d expect to come from something Star Wars related - honestly I had so much fun reading it, and I’ll happily do it again. 

Levi Ackerman

Names for Him & You - One Shot - by @commanderserwin​ Again, op is one of my main sources for fic’s in this area - so there could be quite a few of them listed here. But this one? Cute as heck. 

Levi’s Secret - Modern AU! One Shot - by @theamberwriter​ This one was damn funny in my opinion. Nothing can ever be hidden from Hange for long. 

You Look So Beautiful In White - Modern AU! One Shot - by @alrightberries​ This fic, it carved out my heart, diced it, shoved it in a blender, then made it into an atomic bomb. I - I was not okay. That amount of angst shouldn’t be allowed. Read it. 

Abeille - Modern / Mafia AU! Series - by @ackermans-freedom-inc​ Honestly, this isn’t finished yet but, honestly, I’m not ready for it to finish. The heartache. The betrayal. The child. I can’t even. 

Lights - Modern AU! One Shot - by commanderserwin This was the first fic I ever read of op’s, and I couldn’t believe what I read so I went back and read it again. I can’t tell you how much I love it, or how I feel about it, so just go read for yourself and you’ll know. 

To Build a Home - Modern AU! Series - by @vennilavee​ If you’re a fan of Levi, you must go read this. It’s so detailed, and just so perfect - whenever a new part comes out I have a quick reboot before going to read it. 

Erwin Smith

One of Us - Modern AU! Miniseries - by commanderserwin I’m not going to lie, this one is here because I requested it, but also because I really liked it, and cried while reading it. So there. 

Reiner Braun

Service to the Crown - Medieval AU! Miniseries - by @present-mel​ It should probably be illegal to write Reiner or Medieval au’s this well, and yet here op is writing both. Like, McScuse me, where do you acquire such talent and can I have some? 

Toshinori Yagi

Flirting with All Might - One Shot - by @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten​ Toshi. The great. The hero. The awkward. He’s a blond boy doing what blond boys do even if he’s a little older he’s still part of the crew.

Stitches - Villain AU / Mini Series - by @itsallmightbitch​  Okay, so I said above that I wouldn’t put warnings on these - but this time I have to. Nothing I’ve read in my whole life emmits such an amount of pure horniness - and I love it. 

Godless - Fantasy AU / One Shot - by @pleasantanathema​  Another ‘All Smite’ fic, yes, I know. But god. They’re so good. This one is another real horny one, so if you can’t tell there is a slight theme running here. And - sksksksks - this is actually from the same ‘general area’ as the Reiner fic listed above (Service to the Crown). There was a event. I read everything. 

Keigo Takami

Preening - One Shot - by @shoutaaizawas​ Literally the softest and cutest damned thing I’ve read for Keigo. No, I’m not just ‘saying’ that, it’s genuine. The feelings I get - or lack thereof due to them turning to mush - it too much for words. Honest. 

Seasonal Special - One Shot - by @keiqos​ I’ll say this now and I’ll say it first - any Hawks fics written by op are *chefs kiss*. They’re amazing. Secondly, rut!Hawks is my weakness - this fic is one of such weaknesses. 

Shouto Aizawa

(Un-Named) - Series - by @theamberwriter​ This is *technically* the second part in the series, but it’s the only part I’ve read and goddamnit, I’m in love. Hubby Aizawa. The disappearing Baby-Zawa. 

I Miss You Texts - SMAU - Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Nishinoya Yuu - by @briswriting​ I miss them too. They ain’t dead. I just feel like I haven’t seen them in so long.  

Little Things - Headcanons - Karasuno - by @haikyuudreaming​ Every single one makes me feel so nostalgic, and I feel so much longing. I love. I loose. I pine. I want. And yet I cannot have. I only dream.  

Cheerleader - Headcanons - Karasuno - by @imagine-101​  I want to be their cheerleader. Now I am able to be. Op, many thanks for the feeding. 

Tsukishima Kei

Cherry Wine - Single Parent AU! Series - by @bakugou-jpg​  I’m gonna head out and say that Tsukki was my first favourite Haikyuu character - then I ‘character developed’ but that only went so far as to give me more favorites. But deadass - read this and you won't regret it. 

Ukai Keishin

(Un-Named) - Ballroom/Latin Dancer AU! Headcanons - by @imagine-that-haikyuu​  I know nothing about dancing. Or ballroom dancing. But I do know I’d love to dance with Ukai. So how’s that for ‘middle ground’? 

[geometricalien]

oh dear i'm super duper late but I have a lot of questions about your wips!! I wanna know more about sick Akashi, nekoma pirate crew, BoKuroo/BokuAka midsommer, Pining + Jacket, The truth burns and destroys, feeling good, Punk Noya, Strawberry Blonde, sunspot and the merman au!!! Thanks babe <333

Hi Vee!!! This is it, I spent wayyyyy too long on this, I think my finger is cramping from typing. But thank you for asking, I love sharing my ideas, sorry if it’s incorherent.

This is super long so it’s under the cut, saving people room

Sick Akashi 

So, it’s based off of a line prompt “I’d like it if you’d stay” and as the title suggests, 3rd year Akashi gets sick, sorry Vee it’s not fatal, Furihata comes to Rakuzan to check on his friend after he doesn’t answer his phone. The entire premise is Akashi works himself sick with his various responsibilities he takes on as “perfectionist who can’t show any cracks at all”. I don’t want Bokushi Akashi showing up so it’s minus the mental break elements. (also technically in canon terms it's after they have merged so yeah) I feel like they deserve a cute little “nurse” the other from a sickness ficlet. And… maybe… sick Akashi confesses…….. It’s almost a writing challenge for me because Akashi has a more polite sophisticated way of thinking and speaking, so cough yep

The rest are Haikyuu aus so buckle in

NEKOMA PIRATE CREW 

Admittedly this is more loose, less of a solid idea. It’s Yaku centric, and how he went from a merchant from his grandfather’s company searching for lost merchandise and became the first mate who keeps track of the ship's finances and keeps their captain Kuroo on track. Other things of note, he meets Kuroo first as a pirate on another ship who stole his merchandise, Kenma is a sea witch (is that science or magic? That's always the question), and about halfway through the adventure they get Lev on board as a new member. So yeah! Kinda a fetch quest but on of my favorite fanfics is legitimately a fetch quest so it's okay fjdkaljf

BoKuroo/BokuAka Midsommer

This is based off of a fanart by desdelasombra my friend Shayla showed it to me and we threw this idea around together, we really don’t want to write it but it's also spectacular. So it's the movie Midsommar, right? Bokuto is a “gatherer” bringing his friends to come join in his village’s rituals. But we didn’t want anyone to die (except for Kenma sorry he’s dead as the substitute for the main character’s sister), so a grieving Kuroo comes with his boyfriend Bokuto, joined by their friends the smart studious and jaded Oikawa and bright bubbly Hinata. Obviously the three react badly to the first ritual and Bokuto doesn’t understand because for him it’s always been a joyful experience and he wanted to share it with his friends. A Lot of things happen, but most important is Akaashi and Kuroo dancing under the may pole together. BokuAka was in the past when Bokuto was home so part of this is them coming together as poly and escaping the final scene of the movie. Again this is very painful but that art is beautiful and the world is better for it being created

Pining + Jacket (KuroLev)

Again this is a line prompt about lending a jacket because it’s cold and it had so much potential for pining and who is the most pining bastard that I know? LEV and Shayla told me about KuroLev and somehow this happened. It’s currently going to be a sequence of drabbles of Lev pining after Kuroo, what else could you ask for? Uh? Lev confessing to Kuroo and them going out??? Sorry I can’t hear you over the exquisite angst and pain of one sided love that I want to explore

The truth burns and destroys

GOOD CHOICE, I began this on saturday night and it has earned a very special place in my heart. Sometimes I fear that my writing is like a lazy pool, sure it's nice and easy and smooth but there isn’t an intensity or raw emotions, BUT THIS this accomplishes what I want. And I’m really glad, its metaphor and imagery heavy but it really captures their emotions and thoughts without it sounding like I’m a 7th grader writing my first fanfiction glances to my abandoned wips from that time. Okay, Vee, I am a glutton for punishment and angst and I choose to pursue cheating fics. But specifically where and how they build the relationship up again after finding out. So, I was reading a KageHina cheating fic and how the character’s reacted felt off somehow so at midnight I wrote this snippet to fullfill my craving, you know what they say the best fanfiction is self indulgence. Here is a short excerpt,

He wants to brush this aside and continue their lives. He wants to wake up next to Tobio and still be seen the same way. He doesn't want anything to change. 

Tobio is his favorite book. He has read it time and time again. Highlighting, underlining, cherishing. So Shouyou is able to read the silent begging in his eyes. The right clenched fist. 

"Shouyou," a deafening pause "What is this?"

Please lie to me.

…

It stretches on. The eternity of silence. They sit together holding on to the last hope they have. Shouyou memorizes those beautiful hands, each crease and bump. Hands that helped shape him become who he is and that reached out unwaveringly. 

Tobio sighs a world ending sigh. 

Shouyou was the one who created their world, it's only fitting that Tobio is the one who destroys it.

In summary I like angst, I want to feel something 

Feeling good

AAA, okay uh, This is a BokuAka pop star au. Akaashi sings “feeling good” at a big charity event hosted by Akashi (... yes I am AkaFuri trash and I can and will sneak them in anything and everything I write) while he is singing he walks down a big staircase remembering moments in his relationship with Bokuto, how much they have grown and how much he loves him. I love the concept! But I tried to write smut in the beginning of it and OOF THATS A NO. I actually have the majority of it written but I do want to add more emotions and thoughts (the lazy pool writing) and make it Ao3 friendly because I have all of the lyrics for feeling good in it as “post signs” for what he sings and that’s against their rules. 1 major aspect of this fic is it's all leading up to the point where Akaashi says “I love you” for the first time to Bokuto after finishing the song, on stage, in front of everyone and on every screen broadcasting it.

Punk Noya

I have a love for feral boys, especially feral alternative punk boys (and girls and humans) so this whole idea is that Noya goes to another school for high school, embraces more punk aethsetics, and on the first day of the preliminary tournaments he hears the rumors about a high schooler in a gang, getting up to nasty things, and he decides to confront them. He finds Asahi, rants him out and leaves. The plot then follows canon, at the winter tournament Karasuno faces Dateko, Karasuno loses even more badly because Noya isn’t there. Asahi quits volleyball, BUT Asahi and Noya run into each other at the store and talk leading to friendship which leads to romance. Idk man, I want more punk haikyuu characters, it gives me life. Alt Yamaguchi is my favorite but onwards we go

Strawberry Blonde

!!!! So this is Mitski’s song and to give a vague idea this is a pining Kageyama fic where he tries to pull away from Hinata and that back fires. (I  do have more to say but I’ve been typing this for over an hour and I’m getting really tired fjkdaljl) There is one paragraph that I love, so here it is! Kageyama and Hinata are practicing by themselves outside of school and they are playing pepper (its a volleyball warm up practice routine where you partner up with someone pass, set, and spike the ball to each other sesquentially) Hinata goes to spike the ball and for a moment Kageyama sees it, 

They are at nationals and they made it to finals. The crowds are screaming, but everything except the court is thrown into shadows. They are at match point of the final set. Everything is at peak intensity and at the center is him. Flying in the air. Orange hair waving with the momentum. His loud take off echoing in the gym. Arm poised for the kill. Eyes sparking with ferocity and passion as he aims. And finally, tipping the world over is the loud slap of his hand, sending the ball to the far side of the court-

This was actually going to be finished and posted in time for Haikyuu season 4 coming out and the manga wrapping up.... clearly I failed my goal fjdaklfj

Sunspot

You don’t know this about me but I love royalty aus, and this is BokuAka Prince Akaashi and Knight Bokuto. This was a short snippet of this grand idea I have for them where they run away from Akaashi’s inherited destiny together. It has potential to be really wide and expansive with the differnet teams as different kingdoms (AGAIN ILLUSION OF CHOICE, that fic really influences me doesn’t it fjdskalj) But this was a short glance at Akaashi taking a break from studying and watching Bokuto and the other knights practice duel. The title comes from the fact that Bokuto is a sunspot in Akaashi’s life, and his day is substantially better basking in his golden shining light.

Merman au

I’m so glad you asked about this and its technically the one I’ve written the most for since it's actually the one I posted on my haikyuu writing side blog. But brief recap, long term it’s a BokuAka little mermaid au but instead of a sea witch it’s an underwater deity who makes “wishes” (it's a deal) with every royal who is born. And Akaashi has a lot of siblings: Ushijima, Oikawa, Suga, Terushima, and Hinata, and its in that order. So I have information on every sibling’s deal, what they wish for, what they give for it, what happens to them in the future, romantically and otherwise. But, this is the one I haven’t updated in over a year, I am working on it!! I’m currently on Koushi’s (suga’s) wish/deal, its just taking forever. If you want to learn more about it I’ll link it in parts  1  2  3  4

BUT I will work on Suga’s part and then Terushima’s and then to the meat of the idea with Akaashi. 

If you have made it this far, thanks, you are cool as always. My brain and fingers is ded. 

[musingsofsaturn]

Opening Up [Kristanna ‘Waitress’ AU] - Chapter Two

[Masterlist for this fic]

Fandom: Frozen/Frozen II

Ship: Anna/Kristoff

Side Pairings: Anna/Hans, Elsa/Honeymaren, Bulda/Cliff

Chapters: 10/10 [COMPLETE]

Rating: M

This Chapter’s Rating: T for references to abortion and domestic abuse

This Chapter’s Word Count: 2,400+

Summary:  Waitress and baker Anna Westergaard's life changed forever when she  discovered some startling news. Dr Kristoff Bjorgman didn't anticipate  liking his new patients quite as much as he did. For better or worse,  the residents of the small town of Småby Bend were about to be changed  forever.

[Picture taken from Jenna’s Pie Palace. This chapter’s recipe is Mermaid Marshmallow Pie!]

The following morning, Anna arrived at The Snøffnug Café early. Only Cliff was there at that time, and he grumbled a low greeting to her as she marched into the kitchen. For all his faults, Anna appreciated that Cliff was never one to pry. It meant she wouldn’t have to talk about whatever was on her mind as long as she was in his company. Anna didn’t want to talk. She wanted to bake.

Lemon meringue pie was one of the first pie recipes Anna mastered. She had learnt to bake it under her mother’s watchful eye, and her recipe had been a favourite of the café’s patrons for years. She carefully prepared the filling, before whipping some meringue mixture furiously. The rhythm of it allowed her to retreat into her thoughts, and she asked herself a very simple question: ‘What am I going to do?’

She could abort. It was early days in her pregnancy, and it wouldn’t even be invasive to end it. A couple of pills, and that was that. Gone. She’d never have to tell Hans, and she could go back to normality.

It wasn’t as if she even wanted this baby. They hadn’t been trying, and Anna had never really considered motherhood to be one of her goals. Money was tight as well. Could they even afford this baby? Was it fair to keep it?

And a baby would complicate things – more than they already were. Anna tried to picture Hans as a father, and couldn’t do it. She couldn’t see him cuddling their baby, and helping their child with homework, or teaching fantastic life lessons. It just wasn’t an image she could summon.

Yes, an abortion was the logical solution to her problem. The only solution to her problem.

Her meringue mixture had come together perfectly, and she set it down to taste the pie filling. She pulled a face. It was sour. Far, far, too sour. She sprinkled in some extra sugar and stirred it in. As she stirred, she could have sworn she felt that same sensation of life from within her. It was ludicrous, of course she couldn’t be feeling anything when she was only a month in. The foetus had no limbs to kick her with, not even a heart to beat, and yet she could feel the little life growing inside her.

She finished up the pie quickly, having prepared herself a couple of crusts the day before, and had the pie sliced and put out to serve just before opening time. Elsa and Bulda arrived right on time, and Cliff barked at the waitresses to get some coffee brewing before their early morning customers arrived.

The day’s work was a relief. It kept Anna busy as she darted between tables, taking orders and delivering cups of coffees, plates of sandwiches, and dishes of pie for hours on end. As she worked, she thought. And as she thought, she made a decision about what to do.

Fine, Hans wasn’t going to be a great father, but Anna could be an amazing mother. She would bake and work to provide for them both, bring the baby to the café so she could keep an eye out, and she would cherish and love her child with all her heart. So what if she hadn’t wanted a baby? She’d got one nonetheless.

When her lunch break rolled around, Anna phoned the only doctors’ office in Småby Bend. “Hello,” she said softly to the receptionist when they picked up the phone. “I need to make an appointment, please. I’ve discovered that I’m expecting a baby.”

She gave her name and heard the receptionist typing, then they said, “Okay, your usual doctor is fully booked until next month, but we’ve got a new doctor who’s just transferred who can see you tomorrow. Would you mind seeing a male doctor, or would you rather wait?”

Anna thought for a moment. “No, I don’t mind seeing a man.”

“Alright then, Dr. Bjorgman will see you at three pm tomorrow.”

 ~

 Anna tugged her coat tighter around herself, as if she was trying to hide a bump that wasn’t even showing. She had her uniform on underneath it, her bag over her shoulder, and was carrying a cake tin in one hand. ‘Relax,’ she told herself, ‘it’s just a check-up’. She steeled herself, and walked into the reception.

There was only one other patient in the waiting room, an old lady who had been in the café a few times in the past. Anna offered her a warm smile as she sat down opposite her after being checked in. Beside her was a stack of leaflets on the table, and she idly picked one up and started flipping through. She quickly realised that it was about pregnancy, and she shoved it back onto the pile hastily. A blush covered her cheeks as she realised that the lady had seen what she’d been leafing through.

Anna didn’t know why she was so desperate to keep the information a secret. In a few months, there’d be no hiding it, after all. Yet something inside herself wanted to keep it hidden. Maybe she was pretending that it wouldn’t be real if no one else knew.

“Mrs. Westergaard?” Anna was snapped from her reverie by a pleasant voice calling her name.

“Yeah, that’s me. Hi.” She fumbled with her belongings slightly, jumping to her feet clumsily so as not to keep the doctor waiting.

“Right this way, Mrs. Westergaard.” Dr. Bjorgman held open the door for her, and she scurried through, stepping aside so he could lead her to an examination room. Once in the room, he gestured for Anna to take a seat, and sat down opposite her at the computer. She set down her bag and the cake tin at her feet. “So then, Mrs. Westergaard, congratulations on your pregnancy!”

“Oh, just ‘Anna’ is fine,” she hastily interjected. “But thank you.”

“Alright, Anna.” The way he said her name made her cheeks feel warm. “So in this first appointment, I’m just going to ask you a few questions about your lifestyle, health, that sort of thing. And then we’ll take your blood pressure, a couple of blood samples and I’ll need your height and weight. Oh, and I’m afraid you’ll have to pee in the dreaded cup before you leave.” He flashed her a friendly smile, which she returned warmly. She liked this doctor; he had kind eyes, and something about the way he spoke to her made her feel safe.

Most of the questions were very simple. Had she ever been pregnant before? – No. Was she a drinker or a smoker? – Never smoked, rarely drank, but she was a total lightweight when she did. Were there any health issues in herself or her family? – None that she knew of. Where did she live, and was it in good condition? – Literally up the road, and she took pride in using her weekends off for a bit of DIY to maintain the place.

“This feels like a weird job interview,” Anna blurted out after a couple more questions.

Dr. Bjorgman chuckled, and she smiled at the sound. “If it makes you feel more comfortable, I’d hire you! Now, I’m presuming that the father is Mr. Westergaard?”

Anna’s smile dropped at the mention of her husband. “Yes, that’s right.”

“Any health conditions?” Anna hesititated, and realised that the doctor had noticed when he pressed her gently for an answer. “Physical or mental?”

“H- he, um, drinks a lot… I think he might be an alcoholic.”

The doctor nodded, typing something up on the computer. He’d made a note of all of her answers, but this time he was writing for much longer. “Is he receiving any treatment for that? Talk therapy, Alcoholics Anonymous, that sort of thing?”

“No.”

“Alright.” More typing ensued. When he’d finished, he started rummaging through a drawer in the desk, before pulling out a leaflet. “This is some information on alcohol addiction. Just pass it on to your husband if you can. There is no shame in having an addiction; lots of wonderful people can suffer from it. But there are options to get help for it if you know where to ask.” Anna took the leaflet without a word. She knew that he could sense her discomfort, and she was grateful when he smoothly moved on. “I just need to check your blood pressure, so if you could just roll up your sleeve for me.”

Anna stood to slip off her coat and begin uncuffing the sleeve of her dress. When she had it rolled up over her shoulder, she sat back down, turning to offer the doctor her arm. As he slid the blood pressure cuff onto her, he hesitated.

“You’ve got quite a bruise there, Anna.”

“What?” She looked down to see a purple blotch just below her shoulder. It was where Hans had grabbed her the night before when he escorted her from the café. “Oh, look at that. Must have bumped it on a shelf or something. Clumsy me.”

He continued to slide the blood pressure cuff up her arm, before setting it to fill with air. When it was done, he jotted down the result and removed it carefully.

“Anna,” he said seriously. “My job is to work towards the best interests of my patients. And, with that in mind, for the sake of you and your baby, I have to ask you this: did your husband cause the bruise on your arm?”

“I think he just held on a bit too tight,” Anna confessed, her eyes brimming with tears. “I know it wasn’t deliberate.” The tears spilled over and rolled down her cheeks.

Dr Bjorgman handed her a tissue, and stroked a soothing hand over her arm. As she dabbed at her eyes, he went on, “And does he often take hold of you?”

Anna thought of all the times her husband had laid his hands on her. He’d grab at her arms or her waist to pull her out of places he wasn’t happy with her being in. He’d pin her against a wall, or the sofa, or their bed, and mark her with his mouth, whispering the sick truth: “You’re mine.” Sometimes, when he was angry drunk, if she dared to speak back to him, he’d slap her across the face, leaving a stinging sensation for hours afterwards. Occasionally he threw stuff at her – a plate here, beer bottle there – and she wasn’t always quick enough to dodge. Once, one awful night a couple of years before, he’d grabbed her by the neck and pressed his thumbs into her throat. When she’d looked into his eyes, dark from rage and alcohol, she was convinced that he would kill her.

In a dark, hideous place in her mind, she realised what would happen if this conversation continued. Hans would find out that she’d said something, and he would take her somewhere quiet, grasp her by the neck once more, and choke the life out of her. She was sure of it.

“No,” she lied. “No, he doesn’t. He just got a little bit angry the other night, that’s all.”

“Alright.” He scribbled on a piece of paper and handed it to her. “That’s my personal number. This is a safe space, and I promise that I am someone you can trust. If you ever feel unsafe, I don’t care what time it is, you can give me a call.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” She meant it.

“I’m afraid I have to take a couple of blood samples from you, if that’s alright?” Anna nodded her consent, and he quickly prepared a couple of syringes for it. In an effort to distract her as he sanitised her skin, he asked. “So, tell me a little bit about yourself, Anna. Where do you work?”

“Oh, I work at The Snøffnug Café, near the market square? We serve the best cup of coffee this side of the north mountain!” She was grateful to be off the previous topic. “You should come by sometime! Y’know, er, for a cup of coffee.”

Dr Bjorgman swiftly removed one vial of blood from her, and readied to take another. “And do you have any hobbies?”

“No- oh! Baking, I guess? I bake pies. My mother taught me.”

“Got any special recipes?”

“Yeah,” she replied. “When I was really little, I went through a mermaid phase-”

“-Don’t we all,” he quipped, making her giggle.

“And I made my mother come up with a recipe that we called ‘Mermaid Marshmallow Pie’. It’s got like a cheesecake-style crust, whipped marshmallow, and coconut cream.”

He let out a joking groan, and Anna tried to suppress the (highly inappropriate) thoughts that sprang to mind at the sound of it. “Sounds amazing. But if these bloods come back with high sugars, I’ll know why.”

She saw that he’d filled three vials of her blood, and was now pressing a cotton pad to where he’d drawn it from. “Wow, I barely even felt that,” she remarked as he carefully applied a plaster over the wound.

“What can I say? I’ve got magic hands.” He seemed to mull over his words for a second, before letting out an awkward cough. Anna noticed that his cheeks were flushed, and it made her blush too. (Was she sympathy blushing now?)

As the appointment wrapped up, Anna put her coat back on, and picked up her bag. “Oh!” she cried, scooping up the cake tin and placing it on the desk. “I made this for you. Um, the receptionist on the phone said that you’d just transferred, so, um, it’s a… ‘Welcome to Småby Bend’ pie.”

The expression on his face was unreadable, but Anna thought it may have been mostly surprise. “That’s very generous of you. No one’s- I mean- Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Dr Bjorgman.”

“Kristoff. I’m- just call me Kristoff. Dr Bjorgman makes me feel old.” He seemed nervous, as he scratched the back of his neck, before shooting her a reassuring smile. “Thank you, again. And congratulations, again, on the pregnancy.”

“Thank you for seeing me. And you can just drop the cake tin off at the café when you’re done with it. It was nice meeting you, Kristoff.”

As she left the room, Kristoff opened the lid of the cake tin. The sweet scent of coconut cream escaped it, and he took in the cheesecake-style crust and neat rows of marshmallows on the top, and smiled to himself when he realised that she’d baked him that special recipe she’d talked about earlier.

It was Mermaid Marshmallow Pie.

Next Chapter

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𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼

Whats love without some fluff, smut & angst… Requests are open for valentines *READER INSERT ONLY* Requesting for Valentine’s Day ends at the end of February. Send in the fictional character/celeb, as well as the prompt. If you have a selected  valentine idea of your own send it in. NOTE: LI= celeb or fictional character of your choosing. Don’t be vague when requesting.

𝓣𝔂𝓹𝓮

Smut

Headcanon

Preferences

Imagine

Oneshot

Drabble

Blurb

Gif Imagine

Gif Drabble { for Gif imagine/drabble Please submit your request/as well as the gif}

Song fic

Moodboard

Aesthetic

𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽𝓼

𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯

❛It’s you. It’s always been you.❜

❛Are you gonna kiss me?❜

❛You were always worth it. You were always enough.❜

❛I want everything, and I want it with you.❜

❛I wanna spend the rest of my sunsets with you.❜

❛She likes you, but she’s too shy to tell you.❜

❛Your smile is literally the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.❜

❛You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.❜

❛You’re interesting, and different, and I like that.❜

❛And all I want is to be hugged, kissed, wanted, and loved, preferably by you.❜

❛I like you more than I planned.❜

❛You smell like love.❜

❛You’re the reason why I’m smiling again.❜

❛You make me feel things I didn’t believe in anymore.❜

❛You’re it, you’re my person.❜

❛Kiss me again.❜

❛That’s my girl.❜

❛As long as I have you, nothing else matters.❜

❛Grab my waist, pull me closer, kiss me.❜

❛You’re just like a dream.❜

𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽

❛It was always you.❜

❛Stop checking your phone he’s not going to text you.❜

❛‘Don’t leave me’ he said, and walked away.❜

❛All the memories come back, but he never does.❜

❛All the memories come back, but she never does.❜

❛I wish you were here to tell me that everything is gonna be okay.❜

❛You let him go. It’s better that way. For you or him?❜

❛But you’re back now-❜ -  ❛I didn’t come back for you.❜

❛I wonder if he lies awake at night missing me the way I miss him.❜

❛Why do we always want what we can’t have?❜

❛You and I will always be unfinished business.❜

❛It was all a dream.❜

❛Its not that serious.❜

❛You’re not a bad boy, you’re just a bad person.❜

❛But ‘just friends’ don’t look at each other like that.❜

❛Missing you comes in waves, and tonight I’m drowning.❜

❛I cant do this anymore.❜

❛He doesn’t even know I exist.❜

❛I can’t fall for anyone else because of you.❜

❛I miss the way things used to be.❜

❛Tell me I’ll see you again.❜

❛No reason to stay is a good reason to go.❜

❛You ruined me and I called it love.❜

❛You were the hardest lesson I ever had to learn.❜

❛Don’t give up on something that matters.❜

❛You never people as much as you miss them.❜

❛I got a mind full of unsaid things.❜

❛The bigger the love, the harder the fall.❜

❛You probably don’t think about me at all, and that hurts.❜

𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽

❛Your sexiness is distracting me.❜

❛I want you in my bed, and between my legs.❜

❛I love the way you fuck me.❜

❛So wet and waiting.❜

❛I may look calm but in my head I’ve fucked you ten times.❜

❛I want you to run your tongue up my inner thighs.❜

❛If I was naked in front of you right now, what would you do to me?❜

❛If you can still walk, then we’re not finished.❜

❛You have no idea how much I crave you.❜

❛Let’s misbehave.❜

𝓘𝓷𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷

❛It began as a mistake.❜

❛How can I be upset over something I never had?❜

❛Are you crying?❜ - ❛Nope, I got something in my eye.❜

❛I wouldn’t have sex with you if you were the last person on earth.❜

❛I’ve been thinking about you.❜ -  ❛Try a cold shower.❜

❛Can you two just date already.❜

❛Dick is everywhere. Chemistry isn’t.❜

❛A million times over, I will always choose you.❜

❛Its always you.❜

❛Don’t worry, the right ones won’t leave.❜

❛Little does she know, he thinks about her too.❜

❛It’s driving me insane how I can’t have you.❜

❛I’m madly in love with you.❜ – ❛Well, good luck with that.❜

❛The bad days don’t stay bad forever.❜

❛ Nothing changes if nothing changes.❜

❛I feel nothing for you. - Nothing, uh? - Nothing.❜

❛I’m not jealous, I’m territorial. Jealous is when you want something that’s not yours. Territorial is protecting what’s already yours.❜

❛I will always care for you, even if we’re not together, and even if we are far, far away from each other.❜

❛You’re all that matters to me.❜

❛I’ve never trusted someone as much as I’ve trusted you.❜

❛We could be so much more.❜

❛I kinda wanna be more than friends.❜

𝓢𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓼

Forehead kiss

Making out

Neck kisses

Thigh kisess

Hand kiss

Cheek kiss

Nose kiss

Eskimo kiss

French kiss

Bite kisses

Body kisses

Earlobe kisses

Kisses

Hugging

Bear hug

side hug

Back hug

Hugging from behind

Tight hug

Straddle hug

Eye to eye hug

Hug with resting heads on each other

Twirling around hug

Hug around waist

Slow dance hug

Catcher hug

Wedding

Love Triangle

First “I Love You’s.”

House Hunting

Reunited

PDA

Interruptions

___ Asking You Out Would Include

Breakup

Makeup

You Run Into Them After the Breakup

Dating Headcanon

They Get Jealous

Jealousy Headcanon

The Makeup Tag

Cuddling

You Get A Pet Together

Insecurities

Amusement Park

Time Of The Month

Meeting For the First Time

First Kiss

Being Married To ___ Would Include

Post Breakup, Run In’s

Speak Now Or Forever Hold your Peace

Sex Headcanon

Sleeping Headcanon

Losing Your Virginity {The Lead Up & The Aftermath}

Meeting Yours/Their Child From A Previous Relationship

Taking A Bath Together

Sleepless Nights

Spending Valentines Day With ___

Long Distance Relationship

Coffee dates

Midnight car rides

Candy hearts

Roses

Chocolates

Flowers

Teddy bear

Kinky accessories

Valentine cards

Lingerie

Love coupons

Stay at home date

Breakfast in bed

Movie theatre

Candlelight dinner

Blind date/ set up by friends

Movie night

Ate for a date

Wrong restaurant

Strangers alone on Valentine’s Day

Rained out picnic

Surprise date while working late

Forgot to get anything

Forgot

Babysitter canceled

Family date night

Secret admirer

Pick up lines

Asking to be valentines

Confessing feelings

Surprise date

Love letters

Proposal

Fancy dinner

First meeting

Double date

Wingman

Serenade

Cuddling gets handys

Flirting

Secrecy admirer/secret crush

Date gone wrong

Stood up

Vibrating panties

They broke the readers heart in the past and wants the reader back

Reader believes no one can ever love her

Breakfast in bed

Romantic movies

A quiet night t home

Kiss at midnight

Speed Dating

Breakup to makeup

Accidental kiss

Almost kiss

Blind Date

Camping

Carnival

Family don’t approve

Handcuffed together

Height difference

Love confession

Meddling family/friends

Post Breakup

Protective

Possessive

Recreate your first date

Restaurant

Road trip

Stranded

Strangers who end up on kiss cam

Kiss cam

Volunteer together

Vacation

One of them is promised to someone else

One of them is married to someone else

LI/Reader is interested in someone else in addition to Reader/LI

LI/Reader is infatuated with someone else instead of Reader/LI

Their together is limited

IntImacy issues

Their love is forbidden by others (family etc, media, people)

LI/Reader into something Reader/LI doesn’t like

Different classes

LI/Reader believes no one truly loves them

It was supposed to be sex only

Their love was supposed to be fake

Faking it at first

Reader is a suspect {probably best of Chicago P.D.}

LI/reader family is the worst

LI/Reader got a reputation

Terrible first impressions

LI broke Readers heart in the past

Trust issues

LI/Reader doesn’t see LI/Reader in a romantic way

Anti-Valentines

𝓐𝓤’𝓢

One Night Stand AU

On the Run AU

Fake Engagement AU

Agent AU

Scandal-Induced Marriage AU

Tortured Hero AU

Agents Dating AU

Awkward First Meeting AU

Firefighter AU

Love Turns Them Evil AU

Accidental Pregnancy AU

Best Friends Sibling AU

Millionaire AU

Teacher/Parent AU

Unholy Matrimony {Villainous married couple} AU

Weakness Turns On Lover AU

Bodyguard Betrayal AU

Arranged  Marriage AU

Angel AU

Age Gap/Difference AU

Adopt A Pet AU

Affair AU

Amnesia AU

Actor AU

Actress AU

Angel/Demon AU

Animal Shelter AU

Alpha/Beta/Omega AU

Babysitter AU

Babysitting AU

Boss AU

Betrayal AU

Best Friends Wedding AU

Blackmail AU

Bodyguard AU

Bakery AU

Bartender AU

Beach AU

Bed Sharing AU

Costars AU

Coffee Shop AU

Cozy Cabin In The Woods AU

Crush AU

Childhood Friends AU

CEO AU

Coworkers AU

Detective AU

Dog Walker AU

Domestic AU

Demon AU

Double Agent AU

Dom/Sub AU

Doctor/Doctor AU

Doctor/Nurse AU

Damsel In Distress AU

Doctor AU

Doctor/Patient AU

Dimension Hoping AU

Enemies To Lovers AU

Ex AU

Fuck Buddies AU

Friends To Lovers AU

Friends With Benefits AU

Fake Relationship AU

Fake Dating AU

Fake Marriage AU

Fake Ex’s AU

Fling AU

Forbidden Love AU

First Love AU

Flower Shop AU

Florist AU

Gangster AU

House Sitter AU

Hanahaki Disease AU

Heat AU

Hospital AU

Hero AU

Internet Friends AU

Jilted Bride AU

Kidnapped AU

Love Affair AU

Love/Hate Relationship AU

Love Triangle AU

Lured Into A Trap AU

Love Spell AU

Lost In The Woods AU

Mob!Boss AU

Mafia AU

Mechanic AU

Mistaken Identity AU

Marriage AU

Movie Night/Date AU

Merman AU

Mermaid AU

Neighbour AU

New Neighbour AU

Nurse AU

One Sided Love AU

Office Romance AU

Personal Assistant AU

Private Detective AU

Pen Pals AU

Paramedic AU

Parent AU

Police Officer AU

Rivals To Lovers AU

Retreat Weekend AU

Roommates AU

Runaway Bride AU

Runaway Groom AU

Reunion/Reunited Lovers AU

Resurrection AU

Rivalry To Romance AU

Rockstar AU

Runaway AU

Sugar Daddy AU

Sleeping With The Ex AU

Sleeping With Te Boss AU

Secret Relationship AU

Secret Baby AU

Single Parent AU

Secret Angel AU

Surfer AU

Time Travel AU

Teacher/Single Parent AU

Time Travelers AU

Unrequited Love AU

Undercover Cop AU

Vampire/Werewolf AU

Vampire AU

Veterinarian AU

Waitress AU

Wedding Planner AU

Werewolf AU

Witch AU

Writer AU

𝓝𝓢𝓕𝓦

Nipple kisses

Genital kisses

Phone sex

Skype sex

Trailer sex

Plane sex

Against the wall

Double penetration

Triple penetration

Threesome

Comfort sex

Dominance/ Sub sex

69’ing

Locker room sex

Hotel room sex

Quickie

Masturbating.

Getting caught.

Handcuff sex.

Sex in a hot tub {or jucuzzi}

Car sex

Beach sex

Elevator sex

Public sex

Celebration sex

Honeymoon sex

Sex in a candle lit room

Sex under the stars

Sex marathon {everyday}

Mirror sex

Office sex

Rough sex

Jealous sex

Angry sex

Kinky sex

Breakup sex

Makeup sex

On a table sex

Shower sex

Bath sex

Making love

Slow sex

Drunk sex

Sex on the dining table

Riding him

Sex tape

Strip tease

Teasing

Blindfold

Role play

Bondage

Tied up

Daddy kink

Sex games

Dry humping

Spanking

Squirting

Dirty talk

Sexting

Lap dance

First time

Booty call

Doggy style

First time orgasm

Orgasm denial

Orgasm control

Voyeurism

Oral

Fingering

Eating out

Blowjob

Sex toys

Ice play sexually

Sex with food.

𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽

Chicago Fire;

Kelly Severide

Matt Casey

Sylvie Brett

Gabby Dawson

Chicago Med;

Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead

Ethan Choi

Chicago P.D.;

Jay Halstead

Adam Ruzek

Antonio Dawson

Kevin Atwater

Kim Burgess

Erin Lindsay

Hank Voight

Hailey Upton

Dceu;

Bruce Wayne

Diana Prince

Lena Luthor

Kara Danvers

Clark Kent

Marvel;

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Thor

Peter Parker

Bruce Banner

Clint Barton

T’Challa

Loki

Wanda

Carol Danvers

Sam Wilson

Mj

Supernatural;

Dean Winchester

Demon!Dean

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Jack Kline

Crowley

Criminal Minds;

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Luke Alvez

-

Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan

Jensen Ackles

Richard Madden

Zendaya

Jake Gyllenhaal

[tisfan]

State of the Fics 2019

The WIPS and Dead Ends Edition

So: having recently had a few discussions with some fellow authors and talking about other writers and stuff... here is where I’m going to answer some/most/all of the MOARPLZ requests.

I have 440+ works on A03 and a lot of what I hear is MOARPLZ or “is there going to be any more of this...”

So, I’m kinda going through my list right now and letting you know what my plans are for 2020 and what, if anything, you can count on to see more of, and what is, in fact, truly over. If you don’t see a fic that you love and want to know more about it, feel free to ask me. 

Take Note and RSVP - every once in a while, we get asked about this story. This was my first jaunt into the fic world, and it’s unfinished. We lost our Steve writer because of some Fandom Drama (you can blame some stans who accused us of plagiarizing a fic we’d never read who continually attacked us until the stress just made it not worth the effort of finishing.)

Solar Powered Soldiers was my first solo effort. This fic, as far as I’m concerned, pretty much sucks. It was meant to be a Steve/Bucky fic, ended up with the only smut scene as a Nat/Clint piece, and didn’t really have a satisfactory ending. I am not likely to ever go back and fix this.

Steve of Oz was supposed to be mostly smutty foray into exploring Steve as the Avengers Bike. The plan was basically for him to end up having sex with literally everyone, while in a Wizard of Oz setting. Never happened, didn’t get much response to it. 

Lost in the Shadows Every once in a while, I get someone who asks me about this AU. Talk about your niche markets! On the other hand, I love me some ShadowRun, so I have not closed down the idea of writing more on this AU... 

So, here’s a fun thing: This particular AU is what’s been requested by my Marvel Trumps Hate winner, so, I’ll be writing a dragon-level event story for this, some 27 - 30,000 words. You ready, chummer?

The Communal Kitchen AU We have a few half-complete stories in this series; Vol 3, the Mating Habits of Hero Birds, a vague outline of a Team NuclearWinter side piece, and a couple of smut pieces that never got written. I may yank the sex pollen scene from Vol 3 out and post it as a stand-alone. We’ll see. If there’s interest in any of this, maybe we’ll come back to it. (I am currently re-reading the whole series, because honestly, I write the fic I want to read, and so I re-read my own stuff rather a lot.)

Anything involving Phil Coulson and Clint Barton - while I still ship this couple, and I’ll read stuff about them, I’ve pretty much given up writing them. Between Agents of SHIELD and everything with Clint starting in, say Age of Ultron forward, I just... don’t feel it anymore? Which does include the started and never finished Coulson’s Final Case 

Next Thursday Night - huh, I’d honestly forgotten about this fic. maybe i’ll revisit it this year upcoming... somewhere I think I have an outline.

Subject to PunTax - I love puns, and this story is very formulaic. I pick a topic, make up 5-7 puns on the subject, wrap a story around it and tie a bow with a suggestive pick up line. So, I leave this open to continue, the next time I’m feeling Punny.

Bucky Barnes has Kittens - Bucky as the crazy cat lady writer with bad anxiety. I’ve had a lot of people tell me this story has been great for them, dealing with Bucky’s anxiety issues. I do have more story ideas for this ‘verse, including Bucky finding out that Steve is also a writer and dealing with that. Decidedly On the List.

Eight Arms to Hold You - I have a handful of extra stories for these. Some of them went up on Tumblr for tentacletober... generally speaking, any mermaid fic of mine is subject to a continuation because MERMAIDS and OCTOBUCKY

All American Road Trip confession time here: I stopped writing this fic because of some anti-tonys who kept popping in my comments for this fic to rant about Tony Stark in a fic that was NOT ABOUT TONY. I’ve deleted all their comments, but they were nasty, and I stopped wanting to write for people who were being so abusive to Tony (and honestly, that much bile spilling in my comments, I don’t care who it’s about, it makes me sad) Like, they liked the Fic (steve/sam/bucky) but... eeeh, whatevs. I didn’t feel like dealing with it, and I’m not going to.

Also Prey - One of my more popular pieces, I reserve the right to add more to it when I’m in a fluff mood.

Kiss me Through the Phone - I wrote this with @27dragons and I have about... half a plan for a third chapter called Your Dirty Little Secret. So, with some encouragement, that could happen.

The Truth is Who You Are - my BDSM with religious song lyrics fic; this stuff is really emotional for me, and while I do have 2-3 more pieces planned, they take me a while to write and they knock the shit out of me while I’m doing it. There’s a lot of Tony working through his self-hatred that just... it’s deep. So... there will be more, it just... might be Some Time. 

The Killer and the Kid - this is literally my most popular piece. I get a MOAR PLZ ask on this at least once a month. I have been saying for a while I’m not planning any more of this, but I did offer it as an incentive for the Marvel Trumps Hate auction. This particular fic will ONLY BE WRITTEN for a charitable donation. 

Joyride - I’ve written a couple of addons for this fic loosely titled Bundle of Joy. They’re not quite Done Yet, but when I get there, I’ll be posting that.

Nights in Sandbridge - our most popular series, and I love these boys so much here. We have no major plans to continue, but if something strikes us, we may. 

WinterIron Pickup - a short story that spawned a second chapter. I have some ideas for continuing this, but it’s fallen by the wayside as I write other things.

What Good is the Sky - this piece is so angsty, and I keep getting requests to do moar of it. Trust me, you don’t want that, it will END BADLY. and I will cry a LOT.

Off the Menu - I really do have a LOT more of this story in my head. I just don’t know when I’m going to get around to it.

Bucky Barnes Prom CYOA this was SO HARD to format that I just gave up on it. I may come back and redo this as a few “completed” stories? 

Phoning it In - I do, in fact, have a few more of this AU in mind, I just lost a bit of the shiny after an amazing fucking against the sofa smut scene. So, there might be more of this in your future (also I kept expecting it to win March Madness, so I-- didn’t get back ‘round to it?)

A Poor Reflection - never got finished. Not sure why, I had the whole damn thing plotted out. Where is my outline??

The Enhancile War Series - mostly to play with the trope of naked girl in a box, this series originally had four plotted stories, but we just could NOT get the fourth story to GO anywhere, even pushing on it really, really hard.

Any Old Music Will Do - I have a plot outline for this one, with Bucky and Tony forming the core of the Defenders, along with Luke and Jessica, but I don’t know what I did with it... anyway, there’s more ideas here. a bit.

Indispensable we had a plot idea for a sequel and I actually think we wrote about 15000 words or so on it, but-- meh, it ended up not being very interesting. If we come up with some actual plot, then maybe?

Park(s) and Wreck(ed) - I have some more ideas for this as Tony and Bucky get their sexy on all over the office.

Stark, Naked - we did, in fact, do a sequel to this, which was rather short, but well-received. Not much ideas here for anything else, but we like this version of them, so if we get good prompts, we might be tempted to take up the reigns again.

Land After Time - We get a LOT of requests for Moar of this. If we had ANY FUCKING CLUE what was going on, we might. but we really, really don’t

We Can’t Eat That (It’s Dead) - I actually have an entire plot for this, on who the dead guy is and what happened...  I could be encouraged.

Forever Home - we wrote a full length sequel to this, but weirdly enough, it WASN’T the original sequel we’d sort of talked about. which means there’s potentially a third story here... (maybe a 4th one, too)

Excuse me, I think You Have My Suitcase - the further adventures of Tony and Bucky in lacy underthings. Yes. The next time I feel like PWP, I plan to revisit.

Dead to Rights - I still really like this idea... I just didn’t get as much traction from the Umbrella Academy fandom as I would have liked. Probably because most of my writer friends are Not Into It, which doesn’t give me many people to bounce ideas off 

New York: Become Human - there’s a LOT more story here to tell... maybe we’ll tell it.

Rejoice in the Sun - I started writing this fairly soon after Endgame, when I had a lot of feels, but between the absolute outpouring of hatred about that movie from the fandom. seriously, y’all were going all Annie Wilkes up in the house to the point that I put Endgame back on BLACKLIST to get away from the seething bile... it got really hard to enjoy post endgame content, and I got sick, too, so... that didn’t help any.

Once a Knight - Witch Bucky and Knight Tony... we have some more plot for this...

No Job Too Small - I think I even have another chapter of this WRITTEN. And some more plotted out. Tony and tiny children. What could go wrong?

(D)rift Away - Bigger Better Bugspray... what happens when the Rifters come back? There might be more of this, once I work out some plot. And honestly, stop getting distracted by the damn @heamarvel prompts.

The Door into Winter - I have a whole story for this, still working on it

Learning to Work Together (Good Omens) - we have some more feels for this, so possibly, if we can put plot together.

Pretty much everything else i’m posting in progress is still going strong, Blueberries, Hell Charger, Can’t Help you Fix Yourself, Reclamation, Draco Malfoy and the Rune... and I have a couple of other collabs with other people that are... bogged down with details right now.

We’ve got a couple of stories headed your way from the Marvel HEA Hallmark challenge, including what may well be my new favorite: Buck Barnes Got Married. We also wrote a Cyber Punk AU with companion Tony as an excuse to dress Tony up in skimpy outfits.

So, that’s like the general status of Old Fic... and having ideas is not the same as finding the time to sit down and WRITE them, especially since New Ideas are attacking me at the same time, honestly.

[honeyvoicehwang]

Writing Quiz

tagged by @ph0ebevix

1) what is your ideal setting for writing?

actually, a really good question.  i have to either be on the move or really in the groove to write well.  something that has also proven to be good is when i’m in class.  but i have a difficult time just sitting there and writing because i can’t seem to focus (i’m trying to get tested for adhd but it’s hard with corona - there are a lot of other factors included), and i have to have something in the background, but my conditions are just so insanely specific and constantly changing so it’s really a wild ride and is more guess-and-check than anything.  but moving around and staying in one place for only a few minutes makes me write best.

2) what is your favorite genre to write?

my favorite genre to write is either tooth rotting fluff or hurt/comfort.  i find smut easy to write and it tends to get more attention than my fluffy fics, so it’s really hard, but i’m a huge huge fan of hurt/comfort and i’m currently writing an angst and hurt/comfort series for haikyuu that will be on my haikyuu account @tkagayama

3) do you prefer writing on paper or digitally?

i do both.  most of the time, i start physically on paper and then i edit by writing digitally, but if i’m doing something like nanowrimo, i write almost solely digitally because i’m just typing into the website and it’s easier for me to do it that way, unless i’m in class and cannot use my phone/laptop.  hell, i’ve even been in gym class and because i always have a pen or marker on me, i’ve written on my arms and legs and even my torso when i got desperate and my teacher was like “what the fuck” and my friend was like “this is-- just a normal occurrence,, don’t question it” and immediately typed it when i got home bc gym was my last class of the day.

4) it’s the middle of the night and you wake up with an idea, what do you do?

depends.  what i try to do is go to my notes app and write as many of the details as i can down and some lines if they come to me, but if i have the entire thing or i literally can’t stop thinking about it, i will just start writing it.  but chances are i’m already up oop.

5) who is your favorite person to write about?

i don’t know.  it always changes.  i’m in a ton of different fandoms, ranging from one direction to harry potter to anime to k-pop, so it’s always sort of changing.  i’ll say for the past few months, it’s been a rotating cycle of stray kids members as well as the haikyuu characters and i have a huge series coming up, like i mentioned before.  that’s been the most fun for me because i can gauge their personalities really well and that shows through in my writing, but i have also been told that my characterization of shane madej and ryan bergara from buzzfeed/unsolved is really good as well.

6) do you like making your own characters or do you usually write about real people?

as someone who does want to be a published author in the future, i thoroughly enjoy writing my own characters as well as writing people that do exist and characters that already exist.  all of them except for three that i can think of off the top of my head are my babies and i will protect my own mind children with my life.  precious babies deserve to be protected, especially reno,, such a babie.  now, if only i could STICK TO MY OWN PLOTS AND NOT WRITE FANFICTION I’LL BE GOLDEN. 

7) have you ever written a book or story with more than 15 chapters/100k words?

yes.  my longest fic is currently 45k words (i think, i have to check the google doc again), but i’d rather it would die so i will not be providing links and it is 20 chapters.  i am working on another fic (shyan, can be found on my ao3  and is currently 30k words and is 15 chapters, but will be 21 chapters when i’m done with it).  as for novels, i have about 16 chapters, but planned about 25 or so for a novel i’m putting to the side for now and it resides at about 35k, i forget exactly. 

8) how often do you get ideas?

depends.  sometimes something will happen in my life to impact a story idea (like my current one i’m working on that will be uploaded here in a day or two that i mentioned in my last post that will have a sfw and an nsfw counterpart uwu), or i’ll see something and go “i need a story with this in it” or it’ll just happen.  i don’t have them all the time, but i do get more chaptered ideas than one shot ideas, though it doesn’t seem like it because i don’t post everything i write.

9) do you ever get an idea that you really like and just can’t seem to finish?

absolutely.  i have plenty of ideas that i’ve started and lost interest in or can’t continue.  if that’s the case, i take them down because i’m a firm believer in not letting people down with “last updated 3739 years ago,” but if it’s one that i’m just taking forever to write like my shyan fic (going on a year) or the one that i won’t link (took three years to write), i’ll let people know that every once in a while that it’s not forgotten about or abandoned, i’m just having massive writer’s block with the story or the chapter i’m working on, but will eventually come out. 

10) what is your least favorite plot?

my least favorite plot to read has to be mythical type stories.  they aren’t done right and are absolute hell to get through (i.e: mermaids, fairies, demons, angels, pirates [not like the actual somalian pirates but the pirates of the carribean-type pirates], etc) and it just sucks oops.  i also don’t like reading overly gory stories but that’s generally just not my cup of tea.  i also really hate reading little/non-sexual age play fics unless it’s done in a hella specific way, but i’ve found very few fics that actually cover it well so i just tend to avoid them like the plague.

my least favorite plot to write as i recently found out, is fighting!  i’m writing a mafia au and you will literally find, like, no fighting in it whatsoever because it’s a bitch to  write and i have no experience (i used to go to the library for fun -- what do you expect), and sports type of fics/stories.  it’s just too hard for me and i don’t understand how most games work and i don’t have the patience to sit there and learn the sport just to write it accurately, soooo... yeah.

11) tag writer friends

i have no writer friends that weren’t already tagged so uwu this is open to anyone that wants to.

[reignmyworld]

A dream is a wish your heart makes Part 8 - Roman Reigns x Reader

Note: Please note that this series takes place in a Harry Potter respectively Hogwarts AU, so you will stumble over names like Snape or Dumbledore but without much storyline to them.

Summary: Roman Reigns, the new Defense Against Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. You, one of the smartest students of the Hogwarts University, in your last year… You didn’t think that you could ever dislike a professor more than Severus Snape and yet here he was, Roman Reigns. You couldn’t stand him just like he couldn’t stand you. However, you are forced to question whether you really disliked him as much as you thought when your best friend gave you a special gift for your birthday -  a glass ball that’s supposed to treasure your heart’s desire. As you realized what your heart desired the most, it left you in shock and no one, especially not Roman, was allowed to see it. But what happens when you lose it and it ends up in the wrong hands?

Warnings: Hogwarts AU, angst

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

To read the other parts, please search for “A dream is a wish your heart makes” on my blog.

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Roman was kneeling down to him as he said, a smile on his lips: "Tibby, I know that it is hard for you and I absolutely respect that, but Master sounds so much like you being a slave and that is the last thing that I want. It's Roman. Do you think you can do that?" Tibby was staring at him with big eyes but as soon as he realized that Roman was serious, he returned his smile, nodding his head, saying: "Yes I think I can do that. What can Tibby do for you?" Roman told the little house elf that you needed some of your clothes and asked him whether he could go to your dorm in order to get some and bring them to you. Tibby nodded in agreement and the next moment he was gone while you were staring at the spot, where he had stood just seconds before and that was empty now. 

"Sorry about that.", Roman chuckled as he sat down next to you on the bed while you were shaking your head in disbelief. "You have a house elf?", you wanted to know with Roman responding: "Every teacher has one. Those are the same house elves, that prepare the food for everyone around here on a daily basis and that clean the castle, but there are certain house elves that respond to us on top. I really hate asking them for favors. I know that they love fulfilling them but ordering them around... I don't know, I just can't stand it." 

"Of course not, you rather save that for your students, don't you?" 

"Just for one in particular.", he winked at you as he could tell that you were clearly joking. You laughed out loud, before you wanted to know more seriously: "Do you think that Tibby will tell anyone about me being here? I mean not that I would mind if people knew, but I don't want that you get into trouble because of that." Roman shook his head as he pulled you closer, mumbling: "Don't worry. House elves certainly don't go around, spreading information like that. They are beyond loyal. And I really couldn't care less whether I'm in trouble or not. I love you and no-one can change that.“

As you opened your mouth for an answer, there was another loud noise and Tibby appeared again, holding a bunch of your clothes in his tiny hands. You got off the bed and moved over to him, kneeling down in front of him as he was holding the pile of clothes out to you. "Here Miss.", he squeaked as you took your clothes, smiling at the little creature in front of you, replying: "Thank you so much Tibby. You are a lifesaver." You were sure that he blushed slightly before he nodded his head and disappeared again. 

"Looks like you abashed him.", Roman laughed as he watched you getting up while you shrugged your shoulders, giggling: "Yeah I have that effect on others." You looked at the pile in your hands, uncertain whether you should get dressed in front of him. Roman seemed to have noticed your hesitance, as he moved over to you, pulling you closer and giving you a soft kiss before he said: "I absolutely wouldn't mind seeing you naked once again that morning but if you prefer getting dressed in privacy, the bathroom is at the end of the floor." 

"Getting dressed in front of you would probably mean missing all lectures for today indeed as we would certainly end up in bed again. So I'm not taking any risks, professor.", you said amused as you tiptoed to place a kiss on his cheek, whispering in his ear: "I'm right back." With that you headed for the bathroom, leaving Roman behind, only to return approximately 10 minutes later, announcing: "Okay I'm ready to go and prepared to let the day begin. Well kind of…“ You were absent minded playing with the necklace around your neck as you noticed Roman's amused expression. "What is it?", you wanted to know as he pointed to the pendant, that was falling between your breasts, stating: "You should keep that thing save forever and ever. If it wasn't for that..." You walked over to him, wrapping your hands around his neck as you smiled up to him, finishing his sentence: "There would be no us now. Sounds strange, huh?" 

"I don't care how it sounds. I'm just glad that you are not grossed out by me and that you want to try it." 

"I could never be grossed out by you, Ro. I'm grossed out and disgusted by all the things you had to experience, by everything you had to go through. But I certainly could never feel that for you. I love you and I have done so for quite a long time." He leaned down to you, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss, before he whispered as soon as you had broken the kiss: "I love you too, baby. More than my own life." You didn't want that moment to end, didn't want to let go of him, but it was as if the ticking of the clock got louder by any second, telling you that it was time to start into your days. 

As if he had read your mind, Roman said: "We should probably get going baby girl." You nodded your head and with one last kiss, you made sure to slip through the door of his home as quietly as you could as soon as you were sure that the floor was empty, knowing that Roman would wait for a few minutes until he would head for the Great Hall in order to prevent gossip spreading like wildfire. 

As you were heading for the Great Hall you were sure that you had the stupidest grin on your face, that others have ever spotted on you, but you couldn't help it. You were beyond happy and you were sure that no-one could bring you down, not after what had happened, not after you and Roman having become an item after those last three years you thought he hated you and vice versa. Once you entered the Great Hall you searched the other students there until you found your circle of friends, heading over to them. Much to your relief you figured that your ex-boyfriend was not part of them. As you sat down next to your best friend, you already prepared a lie why you hadn't returned to your dorm but apparently you didn't need it as she already said: "Morning Y/N. I hope you weren't too concerned since I wasn't home last night but I decided to sleep over in my boyfriend's dorm." You tried to hide a huge grin as you answered: "No no don't worry. It's all good. I hope you had a great time." 

"A fantastic one.", she winked at you and you smiled politely, thinking to yourself that it probably wasn't as fantastic as the one you had.  You started filling the plate in front of you with some breakfast as one of your friends leaned over, saying: "How the hell have you survived yesterday? We felt so terrible for you when he asked you to dance with him." Your friend was nodding over to the teacher's table and you could see that Roman had just sat down on his usual seat, studying the breakfast in front of him. You stared at him for a moment and apparently he had noticed you doing so as he was lifting his head, holding your gaze, winking at you as soon as he was sure that no-one else was paying attention. You gave him a short smile before you turned back to your friend, that put some sausages on his plate, almost forgetting that he was waiting for your answer. You shrugged your shoulders as you said: "No need to feel sorry. He's a good dancer and he has been polite." 

"Yeah but it's Reigns we are talking about. You-know-who's right hand. This dude probably kills people like you for fun if he feels like doing so." 

"How about you start forming your own opinions instead of believing the stuff people like to spread just for the fun of it?", you hissed, not caring what your friend might think as you realized that the whole group got silent, giving you some strange looks. "Are you okay?", Y/BFF/N wanted to know as you just shrugged your shoulders, mumbling: "I'm as alright as I can be. I just can't stand stupid gossip and rumors and you all should know this by now. It simply isn't fair no matter who is concerned." Before you could talk yourself into rage, you were reminded that you were running late for your lecture in potions. You excused yourself and rushed to the lecture hall, knowing that Snape would be anything but happy if you arrived there too late. 

The whole day went by rather unspectacular but as soon as it was time for you to head to the Great Hall for dinner, you realized that something seemed to be off. Although people still greeted you and were friendly all in all, you couldn't help but notice that they were sticking their heads together as soon as you had passed, obviously talking about you although you had no idea what they were saying and you actually weren't in the mood to figure it out either. 

As you reached the Great Hall and moved over to your usual seat, you could already see your best friend's concerned face. You crooked an eyebrow as you fell down next to her, wanting to know: "What's wrong? You look as if you had seen a ghost." 

"Are you alright?", she wanted to know almost quietly as you answered rather perplex: "Sure, why shouldn't I be?" 

"Because of the rumors circling around about you." You noticed that she didn't feel comfortable in her own skin, as you questioned her: "What rumors? I have noticed that people were talking behind my back but I have no idea what they were talking about." You could tell that she wanted to tell you on the one hand and on the other she just wanted to be far away. "Come on Y/BFF/N, what rumors are you talking about?" 

"The ones about you and Reigns." 

"What the...?", you started, but before you could continue, you saw a shadow in front of you. As you peeked up all of your questions were basically answered as you looked into the furious face of your ex-boyfriend. Even if he couldn't know for sure what had happened, he obviously counted two and two together, and even if it wouldn't have been the truth, it would have nevertheless be enough for those rumors to spread like wildfire, so that probably everyone in Hogwarts had heard about it by now. You wanted to kill that asshole. It wasn't that you were ashamed or that you cared that people knew about it, but you felt absolutely sorry for Roman, fearing that he would face a huge backlash, that he would lose his position and that he would have to leave the castle and head into an uncertain future. And for that you wanted to punch that fucker, that used to be your boyfriend, in the face again and again. 

You were holding his gaze as he leaned down to you, hissing: "How does it feel not being the teacher's pet anymore but having become the teacher's slut, Y/N?" You shot him a deathly glare as you gritted through your teeth: "Probably a lot better than having to kiss daddy's ass at the ministry so your lazy ass can make it through university with a lot of money financing certain things around here." You knew that you were right and you didn't care one bit whether you made things worse or not. Your table had become quiet by now, listening carefully to your exchange of words and as soon as the people in the rest of the hall were aware what was going on, you could have heard a needle being dropped. 

You had no doubts that your ex had told everyone about last night, probably hitting the nail on the head more than he would have expected and you had no doubts either that whole Hogwarts was aware that it was the son of a rather important wizard at the Ministry of Magic spreading those rumors, making them more interesting than they probably would have been if someone without any reputation would have spread them. Although he had held his volume down in the beginning, so only your table could hear your exchange of words, your ex seemed to be of the opinion that whatever he had to say was to quite some interest for everyone in the Great Hall, students and teachers quite alike. 

You had never seen an expression that hateful as he snapped at you, his voice increasing with every word he was saying: "So Y/N, I have to admit I'm rather curious. Curious and disgusted all at the same time.  After you had left me during the ball yesterday, rushing after Reigns until you were alone with him in his lecture hall... Have you been fucking him because you felt sorry for him or because you wanted to prove something to yourself? Oh no, wait... let me rephrase that. Has it been the first time you stepped so low or have you been fucking him for quite some time, probably to get all of those good grades, that you were after ever since? Whatever it was ,you’re just as disgusting as that asshole is and I can’t even believe that I’ve wasted time dating you. Tell me how does it feel if you have to step so low that you let you-know-who’s right hand bone you? Did it give you a good feeling, knowing that a pure blood was willing to screw a mud blood like you? No really, I can’t wait to hear the answer only a slut like you could give me.” 

You were quite aware that all eyes were set on you although they were shifting between you and Roman constantly. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed that he had gotten up, his face murderous while Dumbledore reached out for his arm, probably telling him something that Roman was not willing to listen to as he immediately freed himself from the old wizard’s grip. You honestly didn’t care about the whole school respectively university knowing about you and Roman and you didn’t even care about their thoughts either. But you did care about the fact that this asshole in front of you dared to put the man you loved down the way he just did, you cared about him accusing Roman of being someone or rather something he was not, and no matter how much you were shaking with anger, you were not willing to just accept what you had heard. You were getting up slowly from your seat, coming face to face with your ex, locking eyes with him as you shot him one deathly glare after another. You didn't know whether you could trust your voice or whether it would betray you, so you took a deep breath before you icy replied: "Oh I'm sorry asshole, I seem to have missed your problem throughout the shit you were just vomiting. I just want to make one thing clear in advance. I take your accusation of me stepping so low as a personal offense and insult. If that was the case you would certainly know it as that would have meant that I would have been willing to sleep with you and we both know that this is not the case. So stepping so low definitely is off the table." 

You could hear some of your friends chuckle while your ex boyfriend looked as if he wanted to murder you right then and there. You enjoyed the sight in front of you for a few moments as it gave you a sadistic satisfaction before you added: "And since it is obviously so much of your and anyone's concern around here, I'm gladly answering your question, dickhead. That is if someone, that means a lot to me, is content with it." You stopped as you looked at Roman, ignoring everyone around you while focussing on him only, asking silently for his permission, not caring what this could mean for you in the end. He was giving you a weak smile although you could tell that anger was radiating from every part of him, as he nodded his head in agreement. 

You smiled back at him, before you turned your attention back to your ex boyfriend, every expression of politeness gone again as you said loud and clearly: "I'm certainly not dropping to your standard as you clearly are missing a whole bunch of manners, fuckface. I was sleeping with him for one reason and one reason only and that will probably disgust you even more now than you could imagine, given how limited your horizon is. I was sleeping with him because I love him. Because I'm - contrary to you and a lot of other people here - are willing to see beyond the surface, am willing to ignore rumors and learn things for myself. And if anyone of you had the decency to make up your own minds instead of relying on gossip, that's being spread, you would be able to figure out on your own that things are not always the way they seem and that persons aren't always what you want them to be. So I have to disappoint you, it was neither for grades, nor anything else. But how should you understand something like that? Someone that is desperate enough to pay women to sleep with him? And I'm pretty sure a few people around here can confirm that since it had become an inside joke by now. And for the rest of you, that was eagerly listening now, probably already thinking how you can tell your parents and friends at home how scandalous it is that a student had been sleeping with her professor, I can assure you that you can run away right now sending your owls home because there is nothing more to hear than what you had just heard. Although I would really appreciate if you would all grow a beautiful set of balls and have the guts to actually say it to my face if you feel the urge to hear about the truth behind a rumor than just continuing discussing it behind my back. I can assure you it's certainly more satisfying for you if you hear the truth directly from me. So is there anything else you need to know, asshole, or do you mind if I continue with my day as staring at your stupid face bores me to the bone?" 

You had no idea whether he wanted to insult you more, had no idea what he had in mind, but somehow he suddenly felt the urge to leave sooner than later. He shot a murderous look at you as he hissed for everyone to hear: "You are going to pay for that, you little slut. You can be sure about that." You crooked an eyebrow as you wanted to know: "Is that a threat or a promise? Should it be the latter one, don't make any promises that you can't keep in the end." With that the conversation was over for you as you sat down back to your seat, ignoring him as you took a sip from your water. He slammed his hands on the table as he snapped: "It's a promise and I'm going to keep it." before he turned around, leaving the Great Hall as fast as he could, leaving everyone stunned while doing so.

You took a deep breath, trying somehow to keep your composure after what had just happened. You realized that the silence in the Great Hall vanished bit by bit and that there were a few noises here and there, probably discussing what you had just stated for everyone to hear, but you didn't care. Although it felt good having gotten it off your chest, there was nevertheless that tiny feeling of fear inside of you. You were scared, scared that you had made things worse for Roman, scared that he had to face the consequences now after your ex- boyfriend made sure that everyone knew that he was sleeping with one of his students. You didn't care much for your own consequences ,however. You were an adult, you could make your own decisions and you didn't regret them one bit. And even if you were expelled now, since that behavior would not be accepted by the headmaster, you couldn't care less. 

Of course, you needed your degrees to pursue the profession you were following for such a long time, but you were quite sure that there were other ways to achieve it and Hogwarts was not the only option you had. The only thing, that would have hurt with you being expelled, would be the fact, that you wouldn't be around anymore, wouldn't be able to see Roman on a daily basis although you were aware that this wouldn't be the case either once your last year was wrapped. 

You didn't even care to pay attention to your friends, didn't care to see their reactions. It wouldn't surprise you if they turned their backs on you as they would probably see you as a disgrace now since a few of them didn't bother making their decisions based on their own opinion but would rather adapt to those of others. You just hoped that your best friend wouldn't be like that as she meant a lot to you and losing her would certainly hurt. 

You were staring down at the food in front of you, trying to blend out all of the noises, the whispered words surrounding you, until you realized that they were suddenly gone, that everyone had turned silent from one moment to the next. You were bracing yourself as you expected your ex-boyfriend to have returned in order to continue where he had stopped before, but much to your surprise you felt a gentle touch at your back before a hand was resting on your shoulder. You didn't even have to look to know who it was as you were reaching for the hand, cupping it with your own as you heard Roman's deep voice say: "Thank you so much." You could tell that it was coming from the bottom of his heart as you turned around, smiling up at him, answering: "Anytime." 

You wished that you and him were alone, that the Great Hall was magically empty because you could see how much your ex's words must have pained him and you wanted to make sure that he was alright, but you knew that this wasn't possible. You were aware, that everyone was staring at the both of you, as you slowly got up, leaving your seat, standing before him, mumbling: "I'm feeling like an animal in a zoo. I guess leaving doesn't sound like a bad option. What do you say?" He was giving you a sad smile and much to your surprise he obviously didn't care much about his surroundings as he leaned down, placing a soft kiss on your lips, not caring about all of the gasping around him as he answered: "I say that it sounds like a perfect plan to me." 

You were smiling up at him, your heart dropping just seconds later as you heard the unique voice of the headmaster behind you. "Roman. Y/N. Please follow me to my office, will you?", Dumbledore said and in the first moment panic threatened to take you over as you thought that everything would be destroyed now. Roman squeezed your hand in reassurance as he whispered: "It's going to be alright, baby. I promise." With that he turned around, facing the old wizard, saying: "Of course Albus." Dumbledore took the lead as Roman was following him, holding your hand while doing so. 

When you were about to pass your friends, you felt a gentle touch on your arm. As you looked down it was your best friend smiling up at you, whispering: "Don't worry, everything will be alright. Although we might have our prejudices against him, you can count on us. You are our friend and we are having your back no matter what and no matter who you decide to love." You couldn't even tell how much this meant to you as you looked into the faces of your friends, that were nodding in unison, even the ones, where you thought that they would abandon you right away. You felt how you were tearing up as you whispered: "Thank you so much, that really means a lot to me." She squeezed your arm one more time before you were passing her completely. 

[rueitae]

Written for the Pidgance Positivity discord prompt: mythical creature AU

AKA: in which I check mer!Lance off my popular fandom trope list. 1785 words of an AU beginning.

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“Do you have any last words, child?”

Pidge shifted her bare feet backwards tentatively, and winced as she picked up what felt like a splinter along the rough plank of wood. Her body faced towards the galleon, and Captain Sendak cutting off her only way back to relative safety. She kept her head turned over her shoulder, careful to keep her balance on the piece of wood protruding from the side of the ship - nothing but open ocean below it.

Once out at far as she dared from the ship, she resumed her furious glare towards the captain. “You’ll never get away with this. The world is going to find out what Zarkon is doing and you won’t be able to hide as privateers forever.”

The Galra grinned evilly at her. “Bold fighting words with no bite. You’ll be fish food within the hour.” He turned to his crew. “Retract the plank!”

“Katie! No! Please stop this!”

Her heart melted at the sight of her distressed father, held back by two of Sendak’s crew. This wasn’t fair to him, and she wished desperately her recklessness hadn’t got her into this situation. Not only was she going to pay the price, but her father was going to have to live with watching his only daughter drown. Even though it was her neck on the line, she felt more afraid for him.

The least she could do was put on a brave face. He would survive to remember this, and have even a chance of fighting back against Zarkon with his inventions. So she puffed up her chest and clenched her fists. “Don’t let them win, Dad! Do whatever you have to! I lo- AH!”

“KATIE!”

Caught off guard by the ground literally taken out from under her, Pidge only managed a half hearted gulp of air before her body sank beneath the waves.

It was quiet, a peace she couldn’t enjoy because already she wanted air desperately.

Her shackled hands made swimming difficult, but her legs were free and it at least gave her a chance to hold off the inevitable. Swimming with just her legs proved much more difficult than anticipated though. Every second she craved oxygen more and more and in a moment of clarity she realized she wasn’t even sure if she was swimming towards the surface.

Her muscles gave out on her. Consciousness slipped further away.

A mass plowed into her at breakneck speed and a tick later she gasped for air, oxygen filling her lungs once again.

Salt water stung her eyes when she opened to see. She rubbed them with her hands, pushing back the bangs of her short hair.

A radiant smile, sparkling blue eyes, and same color scales greeted her. “Hi!” he merman said. “You okay? That was a close one.”

Her normally sharp mind was slow to catch up. She understood that this mythical creature had saved her, was keeping her above water, and was speaking to her in her own language. None of it registered enough to say ‘thank you’ or even ask how he existed outside fairy tales.

The merman had his back to the galleon, and it allowed Pidge to see the battle that was brewing around it. The ship shook violently, but not as if it were rough seas. The rocking and swaying was deliberate. She saw fins, zooming through the water and ramming into the ship. Sendak and his crew shot cannons and fired rifles, but the assault continued at a relentless pace until the ship had a gaping hole in the side and began to take in water.

“D-dad!” she gasped. “My father is still on that ship!” she yelled desperately. Despite having just failed at swimming, she had a mind only for her father about to go down with the ship and did her best to wiggle away from her rescuer. She needed to save him, do something for him, anything.

The creature was having none of it and kept a firm hold on her. “Hey, hey, let’s not try swimming right now. Shiro’s gonna get your father. You guys will be safe from the Galra, promise.”

Pidge heard the words, but their meaning and implication other than her father being okay faded from comprehension as she watched the ship buckle and sink. Fins and scales of all different colors swirled around the impending wreckage.

Overwhelmed, she passed out amid the chaos.

~~

Days later the situation was still overwhelming, but at least she was safe and so was her father.

Pidge lay on her belly, body mostly in the water to keep herself cool, propped up by her forearms. The small crescent shaped atoll that had been their residence over the past few days came set with a bay of shallow water perfect for wading despite being in the middle of the ocean. With no natural trees or brush on the all sand island, this was their preferred way to keep cool here in the tropics.

Sam Holt had chosen to avoid the midday heat by resting in their small shelter made of tarp and seaweed, materials which had been provided by their hosts. Pidge was currently more interested in entertaining one of them as company.

“Let me get this straight,” Lance began. He lay on his belly beside her, arms resting on the tiny beach and long blue tail swishing inquisitively in the water. He held a circular device in the palm of his hand, wires sticking out on all sides. “This thing can convert quintessence into useable energy for human machines?”

“That’s right,” Pidge confirmed. She had just finished saying as much, albeit in more scientific detail. Her rescuer was infinitely curious, and she had enjoyed the last few days explaining to him and the other merfolk how humans were fighting the Galra on land. Their meeting with Princess Allura gave Pidge renewed hope that shared knowledge between the land and sea could be used to finally be rid of Zarkon and his fleet of pirates. “Careful though, the material is hard to come by and we only just got it dry,” she said, taking the device from him.

Lance gave it one last scrutinizing eye and flapped his tail lazily. The tiny waves it created lapped up to Pidge’s shoulder and it felt amazing in the hot sun. She must have expressed her pleasure because he took note.

“If you take Allura up on her offer, you can live in the ocean with us you know,” he said, voice hopeful. “We can fight the Galra together on the same front. The conversion isn’t even painful, or at least that’s what Shiro says,” he reflected as an afterthought.

Pidge smiled sadly. “I can’t. I’ve got my family on land. Yours is in the ocean. Besides, now that we’re working together, it’s not like I’ll never see you again.”

Lance pouted, averting his eyes and looking a bit sheepish. “I thought you might say that.” His scaled ears perked up and he smiled. “What if your whole family came to live with us. You’d be a whole lot safer from the Galra and there’s plenty of room for your father’s machines.” His face faltered. “If we can make them waterproof anyway.”

Pidge flushed. She had to admit the idea of becoming a mermaid was intriguing. She’d grown up fascinated by the sea folk, a side effect of living in Port Garrison, but never fancied ever meeting one much less befriending one. Matt would tease her mercilessly about it when they got home; giving up a chance to be a mermaid when it was all she had talked about as a little girl.

The idea also scared her. It was not a decision made lightly for a nice boy she had only known for a few days, even if he had saved her life.

Lance coughed. “Or not. I mean, I get it. It’s a big change. I volunteered to run messages between our families after you get home, so we’ll see each other more often than we think. I’m … sorry I suggested it.”

He was embarrassed.

Pidge took one of his webbed hands in hers and leaned her head to rest on his partly scaled shoulder. “I appreciate the offer, Lance, I do. But I can’t.”

He pressed his face gently into her hair, stopping just short of an affectionate kiss. “I understand. I wouldn’t ever want to leave the sea” he said quietly, subdued. “Allura meant it though. The offer is always open for all of you, if the Galra ever get too dangerous.”

“I know,” she said. “Thank you.”

The water rippled around them and Lance’s fin-ears twitched. He submerged himself for several minutes. Pidge found herself mesmerized - watching his gills take over breathing, and ears flop back and forth.

“Message from Hunk,” he explained when he came back up. He smiled, but it looked very sad to Pidge. “He found a Garrison merchant ship, they’re even headed home. He said they’re happy to come pick up you two. Should be here sometime tomorrow.”

“Oh,” Pidge managed to say. “That was fast.” Their living conditions were less than ideal, even with the food and fresh water that were provided for them. Even so, she surprised herself at how upset she was that her peaceful time with Lance was coming to an end.

“I guess I’ll have to take you to the coral reef some other time,” he moped. “Or never, if this war with Zarkon keeps going on.”

“It's fine, Lance,” she attempted to comfort him. “It was just something to pass the time if we’d be here longer. I’m sure it's pretty, but I’ve had a great time talking with you.”

He smiled warmly, an action that even after such a short time made her heart beat a bit faster and brought a smile to her own face. “I just wanted to do something to return the favor,” he said. “Shiro never talks about his life as a human, and you’ve taught me so much already.”

Pidge snorted. “You saved my life. If anything, it was me doing you a favor and I enjoyed every minute of it”

“That doesn’t count,” he said dryly, propping up his chin with a palm. “I want to show you the ocean so badly.”

“One day,” Pidge promised. “After we beat Zarkon and we’re all safe.” She paused. There was so much uncertainty with their mission, and no guarantee it would be resolved in their lifetimes. Even so, it was nice to have something for herself to fight for. “Are you staying for the sunset tonight?”

His smile returned, and his eyes twinkled with delight. “I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

[nikkxb]

Ocean Blues

Inuyasha Pairing: KogKag Rating: Teen Summary: With her life crumbling down around her, Kagome's only moments of peace are spent on this quiet patch of sand talking to a creature that shouldn't exist.  Mermaid AU for AU Yeah August. Author’s Note: I decided to revisit my old Merman Kouga AU and finally write something to go with it. (And look at the artwork that goes with it, isn’t it fantastic?!!)

The salt hit her nose before she saw the water. It always did. Kagome would drive down to the quiet shore tucked away from the busier parks, leave her car next to one of the broken meters, smell the water as soon as she opened her car door, and then make her way across the boardwalk and over the dunes before the expanse of blue met her eye.

Blue as far as the eye could see. She’d never get sick of the sight.

The sand wasn’t hot yet. Still morning, the sand hadn’t had enough time to absorb heat from the sun. She quickly stepped out of her sandals to enjoy the cool temperature against her feet and made a straight shot down the beach until her toes touched water. The water was cold, but refreshing against the growing rays from the sun and she smiled out at the horizon.

One day, she might actually bring a couple friends and enjoy the water.

Turning to the left and away from civilization, she walked through the surf where no trace of her footprints would be left and hurried down the coast.

Kagome didn’t think he’d be there yet. She was a bit early and he said he might be free a little later that day, but she hurried anyway. Anything to get away from the mess that her life had grown to be.

It wouldn’t have been as bad if she hadn’t screwed it up. Granted, she could have done a lot worse than to be followed by Sango, but one discovery was one too many. It wasn’t Kagome’s life at risk if her secret got out and she absolutely refused to risk his. So with that, she had to adjust and if that meant showing up hours before they were supposed to so no one caught a whiff of a schedule and that she had to park her car nowhere near the boardwalk, then so be it.

Still dangerous. It would always be dangerous, but she didn’t know how else to make it work.

When she reached the rundown jetty, she couldn’t keep from hurrying faster over the dunes. There was a little cove, largely undisturbed thanks to being private property owned by a writer who didn’t like to be disturbed, and it was there her eyes were turning to as soon as she crested the hill.

Her heart dipped to see the cove empty.

Stupid, really. She knew she was going to beat him there and yet she still held out a small bit of hope that she was wrong. One of these days, she might actually learn to listen to reason.

With not much left to do, Kagome shed all but her bathing suit, tucked her clothes under some brush, and lost herself in the waves.

*

He didn’t show.

Not that day or the next and a week later, Kagome wondered if maybe she was wasting her time. She’d known from the beginning this couldn’t last. She had a life to get back to and he had an entirely different world to live in. Nothing had been said — no words spoken, no promises given, no futures planned — and it was only a matter of time before she had to put this little slice of magic behind her.

She just wasn’t ready to do that yet.

If she were honest with herself, Kagome didn’t think she’d ever be ready. Sitting on a towel on the sand, watching the unchanging horizon, she heaved out a breath. How many hours had she wasted on this spot waiting for the same thing that didn’t happen? Too many to even count. All hours she could have spent studying or putting together her appeal or even getting extra hours at work to help her save before the slow summer months took a chunk out of her paycheck.

Instead, she’d let her life drain down the toilet while she stuck her toes in the sand and waited for a miracle.

Still she sat. It didn’t matter that unpaid bills were piling up on her counter at home, still sealed in their envelopes. Or that the deadline of her appeal for financial aid was fast approaching and if she didn’t get the paperwork in soon, she wouldn’t be able to take classes the next semester. And it didn’t matter that her boss was getting more and more annoyed at her spotty attendance and her flighty attitude and her dwindling work ethic.

Kagome knew what this was, she’d recognized the signs for months. The only thing keeping her from spiraling into the depths of her depression were chance meetings with a mythical creature she was slowly falling in love with.

*

“Kagome?”

Ah, crap. She’d fallen asleep. And if it took Miroku to find her, she’d been out on the beach for entirely too long. Groaning and pulling herself up from sleep, the darkening sky told her just how long it had been. She was probably burnt to a crisp.

“Kagome?”

That wasn’t Miroku.

Turning, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Long, tan legs that went on forever, bulky muscle extending over the length of his thigh—

He was naked!

Squeaking, she turned immediately from the very tan, very human, very naked Kouga standing next to her.

“I’m dreaming. I’m totally dreaming.” Her heart raced and threatened to beat right out of her chest. “You’re naked and human and naked and standing and naked—”

“Well, it’s not like I walked out of the surf with clothes on.”

Oh God, that was his voice — that was his voice! — he was really there and he was really human and he was really naked.

Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh—

She peeked back up at him, still checking to make sure she was actually seeing what she thought she was seeing and breathed out a sigh of relief to note her extra towel now wrapped around his waist.

“Sorry. I just…” How do you tell someone you’ve been dreaming about them for months and those dreams have definitely not stood up to reality?

“I shocked you,” he finished, gracefully sinking down to sit next to her. “I should have covered before I woke you, I just didn’t think about it.”

Of course. Before this, that was covered by a tail.

“How—”

“I’m sorry I’ve been gone all week,” Kouga interrupted, turning those intense blue eyes onto her. She’d always attributed their depth to the reflection of the water, but with sand underneath them now, Kagome saw she’d been wrong. “I didn’t expect it to go this way?”

“It?”

He gestured to his outstretched legs and heat rushed up her face at the reminder of the cut of his hip.

“There have always been tales of a potion that gave us legs,” he explained. “Over the last couple moons, I’ve been hunting down the stories and found that it does actually exist.” Kouga’s gaze returned to her and Kagome’s breath caught in her chest. “I was hoping to surprise you.”

Her heart raced and a sudden fear bubble up. “Is it permanent?”

The happiness in his eyes dimmed. “No,” he whispered. “I’ll be back to the water in seven days.”

Relief swept through her, though she didn’t know why. She didn’t understand why. He was here, he was almost in her arms, he was in her life, and she didn’t have to leave him.

“Is there a potion to give me a tail?” she asked, ignoring the puzzling direction her emotions had gone and turning her attention to life beyond the next amazing, magical, unreal week.

He closed right up, his eyes darting over her face before they cast out over the water.

“Kouga—”

“There is.” His pause was weighted, heavy over her shoulders. “It’s permanent.”

No going back.

“Don’t worry about that,” he hurried, misreading Kagome’s silence. “Just spend this time with me. Enjoy this. Have fun. Let me see your world and let me enjoy you in it.”

Let me remember you.

She head the unspoken words and nodded, keeping her own surprising, swift, decisive plea silent as well.

Take me with you when you go.

When I first created this au years ago, I had no idea how it would end. Revisiting it here and exploring more of Kagome’s character, I was surprised to find a dark layer under her cheerful facade, all focused around this feeling of wasting her life away.

So when the idea came of turning her into a mermaid instead of turning Kouga into a human, the pieces suddenly fit together.

I love this addition. I love the lost Kagome looking for home. I think it fits her personality well, that she would leave her world behind to join his.

Kouga’s speech is definitely weird, but changing it seemed wrong. I think mermaid speech patters are probably going to be different considering they don’t interact with humans and their grasp of the language is going to come from books. I’m not going to think too much into it, though.

Let me know what you think!!

[mcdanno-love-marvey]

MCDANNO FIC REC LIST

okay so here’s a whole lot of fics, i tried to get a mixture in so i hope you enjoy xo

SENTINEL/GUIDE FICS

Care and Feeding of Lieutenant Commander Steven J. McGarrett by darkmoore 

[It took a parking garage falling onto Steve's head to bring out the Sentinel in him. It took Steve coming online for Danny to be able to claim his place as a Guide. But things are never as easy as they appear to be.]

Sensory Overload by darkmoore 

[Steve goes in sensory overload, Danny thinks he can't help and Catherine is about to lose her temper with these two stubborn idiots. Sentinel and Guide relations at their best ... ]

Everything He Wanted by Brumeier 

[Danny was a Guide who thought he could never bond, until he was called in to help a Sentinel in distress. And then everything changed.]

You’ve Got The Best Ass by Alliemackenzie28

[Danny is a Guide, but he's having trouble finding a match.]

Back To Back (They Faced Each Other) by harrycrewe

[Danny didn’t even realize that Steve was a sentinel when they first met. That probably said a lot right there about what kind of a guide Danny was.]

Sentinel And Guide by Elayna

[Every fandom needs a couple of Sentinel-fusion rewrites of the first episode, right? This is mine. I've only seen two episodes of The Sentinel, so this is my take on Sentinel fanon as generally found in Sentinel/SG:A fusions. I won't even pretend it's faithful to Sentinel canon, though I tried to not drift too far from H5-0 canon.]

DIFFERENT JOBS AU

Happiness is Homemade by ellievolia and sirona

[It's not easy, running a Jersey-style bakery in Hawai'i. Things get a little easier (and a whole lot more fun) once Danny meets Chin and Kono's friend, the one who enjoys leaning against his glass cases despite all of Danny's dire warnings, and starts food fights for no reason whatsoever.]

A Fielder’s Choice by Carryokee

 long af summary but basically the boys are baseball players

Ten Sessions by Leslie_Knope

[In which Danny hurts his knee, Steve is a physical therapist, and their worlds collide.]

A Jug Of Wine, A Trebuchet, and Thou by Siria

[In which Steve and Danny are medieval history professors.]

it's not what you're sure of (it's what you don't know) by somehowunbroken

[Art thief Steve McGarrett and his team come up against FBI Special Agent Danny Williams, and things spin wildly out of control from there.]

UNDERCOVER FICS

Beneath The Trident by kristen999  [Steve and Danny go undercover to investigate the death of a SEAL before a sensitive joint Special Forces’ operation. With Steve as the SEALs' new team leader and Danny as the reporter assigned to shadow him, Danny finally gets to see the hidden depths of the real Lt. Commander McGarrett.]

All The Way by VictoriaAGrey

[Danny has lost count of how many times he and Steve have used the sexual tension between them for undercover work, only for it to be bottled away after the op is over. With Saint Michael as his witness, that ends tonight.]

Ever Since I Met You by mymcdanno

[Written for forgetmenotswhynot on Tumblr, who asked for a day in the life of McDanno.]

 SOULMATE AU

Simple Facts by kurikuri  [“You don’t want a soulmate,” Steve says, like it’s a fact of life: the sky is blue, his Glock holds twenty-two rounds, and Danny Williams does not want a soulmate.]

A Marked Interest by Chimera01

long af summary but basically Danny ignores his soulmark and he really really should not have

Hit Me With Your Best by Liu 

[In hindsight, Danny blames it all on the adrenaline. Since the moment he first looks (and draws a weapon) at McGarrett, his life is a constant swirl of one near-death experience after another, and the adrenaline, sloshing through his veins due to the neverending panic, is absolutely the reason why it takes him a year to realize he’s found his soulmate.]

Uhane Hoa by Amboseus 

In a world where people have a mark on their body leading them to their soul mate, Danny is not believing it at all. Ignoring his own mark he lives not thinking about it, until a certain Seal just had to destroy his plans (as always). [Available now from Steve's POV.]

The Boy With The Hibiscus Soul Mark by GeckoGirl89

[When he's a child, Danny frowns every time he looked at the soul mark on his arm. It's some kind of fancy pink flower, painted onto his skin with precise detailing, that Danny doesn't recognize. It would actually make a very nice tattoo. For a girl.]

 KID FICS

If You Ever Need Me I’ll Be There by conformityissuicide

[Steve and Danny didn't realize how much they relied on each other. It took months of support and the innocent insights of their two little girls to realize just how much they needed each other.]

JEALOUS FICS

You Changed My World by mymcdanno

[Danny doesn’t like how the people at the bar are looking at Steve.] this fic was actually written for me by main gal who I love to pieces and you should actually just check out all her fics

Green and Red by JaneDavitt

 [Danny's not jealous. Much.]

ASSUMED/FAKE DEATH FICS

A House Is Not A Home by writerdragonfly 

[Danny is gone and everything is wrong. Steve fails to deal. Or, Danny is forced to play dead and no one bothers to tell Steve it ain't real.]

Shall Pass Through Fire and Water by Zinnith

[Steve is not getting out of that building alive.]

STEVE DEPLOYED FICS

Ain’t Always What It’s Supposed To Be by brahe

[And Danny can't help it, the way his eyes get watery, because he doesn't know how to explain to his daughter that the other half of his life is leaving, shipping out to war and maybe never coming home. Or, Steve gets deployed, and Danny's trying really hard to not turn their lives into a Lifetime movie.]

Meet You On The Other Side by starlit_cities

[It's been 48 days] Steve goes MIA for a little while and yep i cried 

Break Upon The Waves by somehowunbroken

[When a case draws Steve back to the SEALs and the life he thought he'd never be pulled back into, he comes to some realizations and has to make a choice.]

Hung Up On You by AlamoGirl80

[There are a couple things Steve didn't count on. Missing Danny this much is one...]

OTHER FICS – mainly just cute af

So Have I Loved You by Brumeier

[LJ Comment Fic for Happy prompt: Any, any/any, the happiest moments in my life have all been since I met you

In which Grace has a surprise for Steve's birthday and there's not a dry eye in the house.]

Forever-Love by paradis

[Danny has to fall in love before he turns thirty-five, or he’s alone for the rest of his life. And not just fall in love, but truly, madly and deeply in love.]

Unfair by mymcdanno 

[Written for earthdragon1 on Tumblr, who asked: "I'm a sucker for Emotional!Danny Whump. I'd love to read something where Steve maybe shoots his mouth off then realizes later Danny was really *really* hurt by it, like maybe even cried because of it, and then he kinda falls all over himself trying in his Steve-way to make it up to him."]

Kauoha by ember_firedrake

[Hawaii Five-0/Ella Enchanted fusion. Danny is cursed with obedience. He must obey any order given to him.]

Resolutions by delighted

[Steve makes a New Year’s Resolution to hug Danny every day until he can work up the courage to kiss him instead.]

If You Die I’ll Kill You by tailoredshirt

[Steve decides to participate in the Death Race, an extreme obstacle course/competition so intense that very few even finish. Naturally, Danny is violently opposed to this idea.]

PINING

Comfort In The Waiting Room by mermaid

[After two years as partners and friends, it's no secret that Steve and Danny care about each other. But when Grace undergoes emergency surgery, Danny is stunned to discover just how deep those feelings run.]

If The Morning Light Ever Calls You Backwards by stellarmeadow [Steve's been waiting for Danny to leave him for Rachel for months. Now he's convinced it's happening.]

Pitching Woo by SBG

[In which Danny pitches (and then accidentally catches) woo.]

Legacy by stellarmeadow

[One story that weaves throughout all the eps in season 7.]

That Constantly Strange Geography by OfALaurel 

[In the aftermath of their fishing-hijacking adventure, Danny grapples with the feelings he already knows he harbors for Steve, and Steve grapples with Danny’s obstinacy and selective blindness. Pining, frustration, and misguided matchmaking ensue.]

Home is Just Another Word For You by morganoconner [It's not that Danny misses his partner; that would be ridiculous. Maybe it's just heartburn.]

MARRIAGE FOR CONVENIENCE

hoʻokāne by Siria 

[As active as Danny's imagination was, however, as strong as all his fears could be at the thoughts of his little girl being taken away from him again, he'd forgotten to factor in one very important element: Steve.]

 PRE-SLASH

Overwhelmed by dawnchsr

[Coda to episode 2.15- Danny and Steve have to come to grips with what happened in the wake of Grace's kidnapping. Note: Pre-slash Steve/Danny] so they don’t get together in this one but it’s one of my fave ever mcdanno fics – warning it contains super sad Danny.