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✪ Moonsick Fools by Ravenheart
Rating: M | Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply | Chapters: 1/8 [wip〕
Tags: Alternate Universe, Werewolves, Werewolf Steve, POV Eddie Munson, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Light Angst, Humor, Dialogue Heavy, Getting Together, Pining, Scenting, Scent Marking, Protective Eddie Munson, Protective Steve Harrington, Metal References, Fantasy References, Canon Elements
Summary: Eddie was just trying to listen to music, and now he's got Steve Harrington bleeding out and insisting he can take care of himself.
✪ Music from chapter 1: Eddie's mellow mix
Snippet under the cut:
Chapter 1: Lunacy
March 25th, 1986
Eddie swivels on the swing, the groaning of rusty metal slipping through his earphones in the quiet gap between “Fight Fire with Fire” and “Ride the Lightning”. There’s a whole graveyard of cigarette butts at his feet, evidence of how long he's been dicking around, but he’d feel a little more guilty about the mess if the playground wasn’t such a sore fucking sight all on its own. What’s a bit more trash when you're knee-deep in a dumpster, right?
At least the moon's still there for peasants like him to admire, indifferent to people's pockets. She’s looking particularly dashing tonight; big and bright. Full. Eddie's steel rings are extra nice under the cool light.
Gripping the chains with both hands, he twists the swing to the left hard enough that it rattles, a wave of pleasant vibrations tickling his fingertips as he spins.
One, two, three loops.
Aaand stop.
He loves that familiar, abrupt little pull of the swing as it refuses to keep spinning. Makes his head jerk, earphones now askew. He adjusts his Walkman, making sure he's not gonna get tangled and fall face-first to the ground, and takes a slow drag of his cig. Holds. Spins wildly the other way as he exhales, white smoke clouding around him like a low budget concert.
The swing comes to a halt eventually, but his brain is slow in playing catchup this time, his vision blurring for a second and making the tree line look fuzzy. Like moonlight bleeding into the woods, the wind howling and bending pines out of shape.
Trippy, and he's not even high.
Not yet, anyway.
All in good time.
He's in a chronological mood tonight, has already made his way through Kill ‘Em All and plans to savor every second of the other two tapes before he heads back inside and lights up while The Outsiders plays in the background. The cases are safely tucked away in his jacket pocket, and he thumbs idly at a plastic edge as he hums along. Makes a mental note to ask Gareth if he's picked a favorite off Puppets yet.
His money is on “Battery”. Gareth’s got a not-so-secret obsession with opening tracks, which—well. Eddie has to give him shit for it, because it’s his sacred duty as a friend and fellow metal enjoyer, but he can’t really blame him, ‘cause, like. Opening tracks are there to set the tone for the rest of the album, yeah? Getting you hooked and revved up is kinda the point, and “Battery” most definitely does the job.
Jesus Christ, that deceptively slow beginning? The way that sweet acoustic leads to beautiful all-encompassing power? And that riff, man. Inspired. All of that paired with the absolute rage spitting from Hetfield’s mouth? A certified headbanging masterpiece. Meant to be kept on setlists until the end of time.
Wait, is it Eddie’s favorite then?
No, no.
Hmm.
Maybe just for tonight it is.
He snorts a laugh and sucks on his cigarette, happy that his biggest problem right now is ranking tracks that have been blowing his mind for weeks. Spring break means he gets to relax without having to worry that he'll blow his chances at graduation if he so much as breathes wrong, and he's determined to take full advantage before he resumes his army crawl towards his diploma.
Which is probably why the universe decides it's high time to screw him over anew, and the tree line splits in two, a lone figure sprinting in his direction at a pace so frantic it's got Eddie scrambling upright and yanking at his earphones just as the bell is beginning to toll.
So, um.
Say, what are the odds that someone was just really in the mood for an ill-advised midnight jog?
…No?
Seriously, anyone?
Fuck.
Eddie’s legs are shaking with the need to get the hell outta dodge, heed that wise survival instinct and flee until he's safe inside the trailer, but his gaze is stuck on the shifting shadow. Whoever it is, they're still moving forward, but their energy is flagging, silhouette wobbly as feet fight against uneven soil.
Step, drag, stumble.
A wet cough.
Step, drag, stumble.
Panting, raw and desperate.
Step, drag.
The saddest little whimper, a soft and helpless thing that tugs at the heart.
Shit, Eddie’s gonna have to help, isn’t he? Jesus fuck.
Against his better judgment, he squares his shoulders and marches towards what he’s really hoping won't be an untimely death brought on by a single uncharacteristic bout of heroism.
Shit, shit, shit.
Is it too late to change his mind?
Maybe he can just—
The shadow, the man, staggers and falls to his knees a couple feet away. He doesn't crumble completely, but he looks like a soft breeze would take him easily, and the wind around them is even wilder than Eddie's heart.
With his arms already reaching out, Eddie takes the bravest step he’s taken since showing up at Wayne's door what feels like a lifetime ago. He kneels, ignoring the harsh gravel digging into the rips of his jeans, and tries to steady him. Paws at sweaty skin, the grimy biceps under his fingertips feverishly warm for late March in Indiana. There are scratches on his forearms and blood on the rumpled collar of his shirt and a smattering of moles on his neck that goes all the way up to his cheek and oh god that can only be—
"Harrington?” he whispers. Stares.
The unmistakable brown eyes of the former king of Hawkins High stare right back. “Hi, Munson,” he rasps.
It's a live wire straight to the heart, buzzing loud in Eddie’s ears as he processes that he's no longer helping a faceless stranger here but the guy who asked him for a pen two years ago, didn’t give it back, and left the classroom with Eddie's stupid little heart attached to the tight sleeve of his preppy pink polo.
Not that Eddie's old high school crush matters—it didn't matter back then, and it certainly doesn't matter now—but it still lands like a sledgehammer, to be reminded by a familiar face that something has been preying on Hawkins for years, even if most folks are all too eager to look away and pretend life is fine and dandy. Accept all too readily that Barbara Holland, sweet and sensible Miss Holland, pulled a disappearing act on her parents—parents who actually gave a shit, by the way—and ran away with some dude nobody had ever heard of. As if.
Keeping conspiracies to himself for the moment, Eddie prioritizes and asks, “Where does it hurt?”
Steve breathes out a laugh. Chokes. “Pretty much everywhere, dude.”
Right, yeah. That checks out.
Based on the awkward half-sprint, he guesses, “Twisted ankle? Busted knee? Broken leg?” He bites his tongue to keep himself from listing every other injury that comes to mind.
“I don't—I don't think so.” He shifts in Eddie's hold and gestures vaguely downwards. “My stomach stings like a bitch, though.”
With no time for bedside manners, Eddie wraps his left arm around Steve and uses his free hand to pull gently at the hem of his blue shirt. Even in the poor light of the playground, it's impossible to miss the bloodfest running down his sides. Too bad it's impolite to have a breakdown all over the person you're trying to save, or Eddie would be buying the goddamn ticket and going to the damn show.
Barricade, baby.
“I think you might be underselling it,” Eddie hisses, going for sympathy and landing somewhere closer to hysteria.
“Pretty sure the plate to the head at Tina's party was worse. Being unconscious has to be worse, right? Dunno.” His brows furrow, lips thinning as he mutters to himself, “Hargrove sucked.” Sadness creeping in, he adds, “That whole night sucked.”
Like the good town freak Eddie is, he got no such invitation to Tina's infamous party, only the privilege of a few quick business transactions in the woods near school. Still, he'd heard plenty of rumors about the night the king lost his queen and his crown all in one fell swoop. He never bothered to learn what actually happened, too busy planning a mind-blowing campaign to care about their petty squabbles, but it’s no surprise to hear that Hargrove smelled blood and went for the kill, craving a violently official dethroning.
Fuck him, really. The only decent thing about that rabid dog was his taste in music. And his hair.
Eddie’s not sure how to respond to Steve’s personal crisis, so he redirects. “Okay, what's the game plan here, boss? Do I call an ambulance, or drive you to the hos—?”
“No.” No room for argument. “I just—I just need to go home and lie down. I'll be okay.”
He already knows the answer, but he asks anyway, “Are your folks home?”
A scoff. “Course not. My dad would probably make me use the back door so I don’t bleed on our welcome mat. My mom loves that stupid thing.” Softly, he tacks on, “Not that she’s ever even around to look at it, but…”
Wow. Talking to Harrington is like opening the world's prettiest, most depressing Matryoshka doll, and the guy's not even aware of it. Wild.
“Then that's out, unless you want my dirty peasant boots to tarnish Castle Harrington too. There's no way I'm leaving you alone like this, man, come on.”
“I can handle myself,” Steve protests, voice barely audible as he tries to stand on his own. Y’know, like a crazy person with no self-preservation skills.
“And I'm not arguing that, okay?” Eddie tightens his hold on Steve’s shoulder; the poor guy's skin is getting hotter by the second. “I promise you your masculinity is intact, but your body is very much not, so we’re gonna have to do something about that, like, yesterday.”
As if on cue, Steve's eyes flutter shut, brows creasing as a wave of pain strikes him in the middle. Makes him double over and rest his temple on Eddie’s arm. His hair is damp and gross and real where it slides against the leather, a stray lock sticking to his forehead and begging for gentle fingers to comb it back into place. Soothe. Reassure. And who knew Eddie even had it in him, to be so easily swayed by a jock in distress. A jock that isn’t trying to walk away from him anymore but isn’t quite caving either, and that just won’t do.
Summoning confidence he does not feel, Eddie winks down at him and says, “First aid isn't new to me, Steve. I'll patch you right up and have you shooting balls into laundry baskets, or whatever it is you do these days, in no time.” He tops it off with a soft squeeze to his arm, and it's arguably pretty suave for his standards, even if context and the unforgiving lenses of reality make his attempts at charm useless.
He can read it all over Steve’s face; the impulse to turn him down. To preserve whatever dignity he thinks is worth more than his life. But most of all, he can see how loudly his tired eyes are screaming for someone to just—pick him up instead of kick him while he's down.
“I want to help,” Eddie says, Wayne's drawl echoing in his head, “but I'm gonna need you to let me.”
Whether it's the words or the tone that does it—or something else entirely—doesn't matter. What matters is Steve's quiet, “Yeah, okay. Okay, you can—Please.”
Eddie offers him a small smile. “There we go.”
#steddie#steddie fic#werewolf steve harrington#stranger things#vicky writes#i...was supposed to post this yesterday but i changed the banner completely so yeah
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Stardust masterlist (?)
ok buddies i made a cool awesome comprehensive list of works i both have written and plan to write for Stardust (its series on ao3 is here, and its collection on th is here).
its also a nice little vague overview of the time period's events if you want to read it that way too. i have left out details obviously though.
below the cut
(completed in green, in progress in orange, not started in red)
you can find all the completed and posted ones in the ao3 or th link above.
I may add others not listed here if i feel like writing them (part 1 has many more entries, but that's because a lot weren't planned and were just random moments I wanted to include for either fun plot stuff or writing practice, which will likely also happen with parts 2 and 3).
i will not necessarily write these in chronological order, while that is an inconvenience, its just easier on my motivation
PART 1
anywhere but here [Night pre-Alpine] part 1 - general backstory + Pyrite intro, part 2 - Night meeting Raven, the cat behind Alpine part 3 - Night and Raven meetings + some syndicate trouble
trust [Pyrite meets Raven, Night's new 'friend', shares her opinions on him]
[UNTITLED] [Pyrite meets her end in the claws of a syndicate group, Night witnesses it]
Alpine [Night accepts Ravenheart's offer to join Alpine]
hide the sun [Night is introduced to Alpine, and meets a cat called Finchfeather]
[UNTITLED] [Night is confronted with Ashcloud in Alpine, Ashcloud discovers silverstone]
[UNTITLED] [Night + Finch developing friendship stuff, not plot-heavy]
ghosts [Night talks to Ravenheart about Alpine's response to the discovery of silverstone]
not your fault [Night and silverstone] part 1 - silverstone vision about Finch, part 2 - Night wakes again and is uneasy about Finch + decides to avoid her to avoid the events in the vision
[UNTITLED] [Ashcloud deals with several cats getting oddly ill]
[UNTITLED] [Plague outbreak] part 1 - Finch gets angry that Night has been avoiding her, talks to Hollowheart about it, part 2 - on Hollowheart's advice, Finch confronts Night, both of them argue, part 3 - a sick cat in camp dies and comes back wrong
[UNTITLED] [uh oh Finch has feelings for Night now]
a promotion [civil war outbreak], part 1 - splitting of snowdrift from alpine, Night gets promoted to deputy, part 2 - Night and Finch discussion about those events
PART 2 (time skip)
[UNTITLED] [Cloud hallucination]
[UNTITLED] ['id say we make a good team' Night and Finch civil war stuff], part 1 - Finch pov, part 2 (?) - Night pov
[UNTITLED] [civil war border patrol goes wrong, takes place a months after the civil war started] part 1 - what actually goes wrong, part 2 - aftermath
[UNTITLED] [random war stuff] part 1 - Snowdrift finds a way to weaponise Plagued cats for the first time - Night doesn't want to do it anymore (aka mid-battle breakdown + Pyrite flashbacks yay), part 2 - (small time skip) Alpine's having a rough time with the Plague. Ravenheart doesn't agree with Night's opinion that they need external help, part 3 - after a particularly horrible battle for Alpine, Night needs time alone. she meets Silver.
PART 3
[UNTITLED] [some fun Silver narration]
[UNTITLED] [Alpine meets Silver], part 1 - Night POV, part 2 - Finch POV
[UNTITLED] [Silver shows off some of their abilities, which apparently includes instant and mass-slaughter of Plagued cats]
[UNTITLED] [Night constructs a plan to end the war]
[UNTITLED] [Ravenheart prepares to lead his colony into battle for what is hopefully the last time]
"wait for me, will you?" [Finch prepares to leave Night's side to end the war]
[UNTITLED] [the end of things. or maybe the beginning] part 1 - Night runs into some obstacles in achieving her promise to return home, part 2 - StarClan makes a verdict
[UNTITLED EPILOGUE] [Finch's experience in post-civil war Alpine] part 1 - Hollowheart witnesses the fall out of Ravenheart's assassination, part 2 - Finch pov on changes in Alpine, part 3 - Finch takes drastic action in Night's disgraced name
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#danny phantom#danny phantom fanfiction#danny phantom oc#poll#vestige#owen ravenwood#eris wright#vlad masters#vlad plasmius#kurst#azrael#the council of the veiled vestige#tristan#ghost#story concept#story ideas#redemption arc#flashback#the souls pulse#the soul's pulse#thesoulspulse#thesoul'spulse
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Chapter 1
Ravenheart padded to the Gathering Island, the moonlight hitting her and her brother’s pelts.
She glanced behind her, the other ShadowClan cats going today, Reedclaw, Copperstorm, Darkpaw, and Rainsong following. Their Clan’s only supervisor, Oaksong, had her ears up straight, looking around for any enemies that may attack.
“Oaksong, do you think Mudtail will heal soon?”
“I hope, but from what I could, her wound is deep. Copperstorm's lucky she didn’t get too wounded.”
Darkpaw licked her mentor’s shoulder. “I really hope Mudtail will be okay...”
“Ravenheart, we’re almost there.” Spiderheart’s words snapped Ravenheart out of her thoughts. They were always close, sharing a small mental bond. If they focused, they would feel what the other was thinking, communicate through thoughts. Spiderheart was more of the mind, planning out what they should do, what patrols would be best for them to offer to join, while Ravenheart was the heart, being more open, doing what she saw as right, or what her heart told her to.
The littermates climbed onto the log, carefully padding across. “The entire Clan expected a blizzard, we’re lucky we were able to come today.”
As the ShadowClan cats got off the log, a scent suddenly slammed against her nose, it had the terrible tang of fish. RiverClan.
“Hey! Who are all of you? I’m Blizzardmind, the best RiverClan warrior! Soon, I’ll be leader!” A white cat was standing infront of them, the cat’s paws blending into the color of the snow. Faintly, through the smell of fish, she could smell the scent of a tom. Ah, so it is probably a cat, and isn’t some annoying ball made for the purpose of ruining our day. Her brother’s thoughts faintly entered her mind.
Ravenheart let out a quiet growl, padding beside her brother. “He’s annoying.” They whispered in unison.
Blizzardmind started rambling, and a nervous dark brown and ginger she-cat slowly came, attempting to drag away Blizzardmind. “I’m sorry...” She managed to shakily say through Blizzardmind’s fur.
Darkpaw ran after the she-cat as Ravenheart padded to the Gathering Tree to try and think. This will be painful.
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Old Magic
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3qUJhR9
by Ravenheart
Witch/Magic/Psychic + Police/Detective AU (prompt by arrowflier)
Mickey is a private detective who may or may not flirt with the term vigilante, there's a group of werewolf hunters out for blood, and it would be just like any other job if it weren't for the fact that his roommate Ian is a werewolf and Mickey, uh. Cares. A lot.
Words: 863, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Tumblr Ficlets
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Witch Mickey Milkovich, Werewolf Ian Gallagher, POV Mickey Milkovich, Getting Together, Protective Mickey Milkovich
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3qUJhR9
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Easily Caught
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2L0nHGc
by Ravenheart
Written for the Black Sails Confinement Challenge.
Original prompt: Place: an elevator in an office building Reason: it broke down, nobody’s responding and it’s Friday night Mood: banter, arguing, enemies-to-friends-to-more? Extra: one of them isn’t feeling well because of a medical condition (can be claustrophobia) but is trying to hide it
(Also: Silver is hungry in more ways than one, he really needs to start listening to his therapist, and being trapped in an elevator might be the universe yelling at him to quit his job. Or maybe that's just Flint doing the yelling.)
Words: , Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Black Sails
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: John Silver, Captain Flint | James McGraw
Relationships: Captain Flint | James McGraw/John Silver
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Office, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Trapped In Elevator, Claustrophobia, Panic Attacks, Banter, kinda fluffy maybe?, but also thirsty, silver pov
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2L0nHGc
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by Ravenheart
If the moon allowed it, Jaskier would call himself a worshipper for as long as he lived. And that, he guessed, was the problem. Because the moon could keep you company, but it couldn't worship back. It might give you direction, and you might even be blessed with its protection, but it would go its own way, whether you followed or stayed behind. Stubbornly determined to walk the night at its own pace, painting its own path.
(Alternatively: Jaskier spends over 2k trying to figure out that he's in love with Geralt, and then he does something about it)
Words: 2605, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion
Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion
Additional Tags: Fluff, Light Angst, Tenderness, Pining, Friends With Benefits, Happy Ending, Canon Era, but when this happens is up to you tbh, POV Jaskier | Dandelion, It's all about the YEARNING, and gratuitous moon comparisons
#AO3 works tagged 'Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion'#ao3feed#fanfic#netflix the witcher#geralt x jaskier#jaskier x geralt#geraskier#geralt of rivia#geralt z rivii#jaskier#dandelion
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“I’m sorry, Thistleclaw,” Ravenheart panted to the apparition matching her stride step for step. “I can’t keep my promise-I can’t help you! I have to get out of here!” She could feel the tom’s eyes on her.
“Don’t worry, kit. I don’t really think there was ever much hope for me anyway. Besides, I’m here with you until the end.”
My “canon” thing I was talking about months ago that I’m finally posting about.
An AU.Third series solely from Ravenheart’s (Hollyleaf) POV. She’s part of the three, an empath. She trains under Tigerstar in the Dark Forest to become a better warrior, something she’s obsessed with.
She and Thistleclaw become close after an encounter on the border between Starclan and Dark Forest.
I’m never going to write this whole thing but I may draw some scenes again.
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Ian the Friendly Ghost by Ravenheart
Rating: Explicit / No Archive Warnings Apply
Final word count: 21k
mick’s piano playlist
summary: ghosts au where Mickey thinks the house he moved in is haunted because the doors seem to close on their own and his shit somehow gets neat and tidy and Ian’s just a very polite ghost who’s got a bit of a crush on the adorable grumpy guy who’s just moved in (based on drish’s lovely prompt)
tags: fantasy, magic, temporary character death, ghost ian, fluff and angst, humor, pining, roommates, strangers to lovers, pov alternating
#i should've made this post like a week ago#but here it is <3#gallavich#gallavich fic#shameless#ian x mickey#vicky writes#also i chose the saddest possible picture for the final update but the overall vibes are soft i promise
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Mutually Beneficial
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3EuqDUW
by Ravenheart
Ian has just opened a flower shop, Mickey is the ridiculously attractive owner of the tattoo parlor next door, and there's definitely something magical blossoming between them.
--- original prompt by notherenj-nowherenj on tumblr: different first meeting (meet cute)
Words: 4570, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich, Sandy Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Magic, Witches, Alternate Universe - Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Getting Together, Meet-Cute, POV Ian Gallagher, ian is a thirsty motherfucker
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3EuqDUW
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A New Chapter In Owen’s Life/Story
I went ahead and marked "Ravenheart" as completed over on fanfiction.net and added a note to its summary and "The Grimoire" to let you guys know I'm going to be rewriting Owen's story from scratch eventually. I'll keep the old versions up though for comparison's sake, however, I won't be working on either of them anymore beyond reading them again to adapt most of the same events into the new story. This time I'm most likely going to be doing it in 1st person POV and not 3rd simply because I can understand Owen's character a lot better now that way. Not to mention I have several stories with Vlad's perspective too so I've gotten pretty good at writing from his POV.
That said, I’d still love to hear your thoughts and suggestions if you’ve read either of them about what I can improve on since to be honest...the original story was kind of a mess. But to be fair, it was my first ever Danny Phantom fanfiction ever and Owen himself is my first fully fledged oc since I only had a handful of vague character concept doodles back in high-school. And those only had a basic Blood Blossom theme...
I’ve shared a few concepts with you guys both old and new, but again, I’d love to get some feedback on if I should reintroduce some old ideas and character into Owen’s story in the future. As for Owen’s character, he’s has come a long way since I first created him and so have I so I definitely want to go back and do his story justice. Especially since I ended up working on “Nowhere To Run” while taking a break from Owen’s story only to end up working on that fanfiction for about two years, though it did help me get through a really hard time in my life.
That said, I think it’s time for some new beginnings because while I still have a couple of other projects planned and others I need to finish first, Owen’s been waiting long enough to have his journey continue at long last! He’s the reason I’m here in the phandom after all! For now though, I’m going to try and finish the revised version of “Haunted” and continue doing some research for the next chapter of “Ghost In The Machine.” After that though, depending on how things pan out I might go ahead and do that deep dive into the lore I’ve already established in Owen’s story to make a new outline.
Hopefully, that’ll make things progress a lot more smoothly.
#danny phantom#danny phantom oc#oc#original character#owen ravenwood#the grimoire#ravenheart#danny phantom fanfiction#danny phantom fanfic#fanfic#fanfiction#fanfiction.net#important update#quick update#quick announcement#announcement#important announcement#Nowhere To Run#haunted soul#ghost in the machine#danny program au#the danny program au#the danny program#future plans#thesoulspulse#thesoul'spulse#the souls pulse#the soul's pulse
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Beneath the Surface
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by Ravenheart
It's an hour before closing time when he shows up with his stocky frame and confident swagger—the omega that's made it his mission to reject every single alpha that even dares look his way. He's mouthy and bratty and hot, and Ian wants to fuck him so bad that he can't even judge the pathetic parade of alphas that try to impress him every fucking weekend.
Words: 3612, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Ian Gallagher, Omega Mickey Milkovich, Bartender Ian Gallagher, POV Ian Gallagher, Self-Worth Issues, Insecurity, Bipolar Disorder, mickey throws hands with alphas every week, ian is obviously into it, very tame for the genre guys there's no mpreg or banging just feelings, Pining
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rough sketch
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3HQadIx
by Ravenheart
prompt by vintagelacerosette on tumblr: Gardening/Hobbies + Secret(s) Revealed/Accidental Confession(s)
Mickey is an artist who frequents a community garden for inspiration, and Ian--well, Ian quickly becomes said inspiration.
Words: 1185, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 3 of Tumblr Ficlets
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Artist Mickey Milkovich, Gardens & Gardening, Fluff, Getting Together, POV Mickey Milkovich
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Ian the Friendly Ghost
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by Ravenheart
based on the prompt by drish (sluttymickey on tumblr): "ghosts au where Mickey thinks the house he moved in is haunted because the doors seem to close on their own and his shit somehow gets neat and tidy and Ian's just a very polite ghost who's got a bit of a crush on the adorable grumpy guy who's just moved in"
Words: 5370, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Magic, Ghost Ian Gallagher, Temporary Character Death, Fluff and Angst, Humor, Pining, Roommates, Strangers to Lovers, POV Alternating, ian is polite and infatuated, mickey plays the piano
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weaver of fate (to your will i won't fold)
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by Ravenheart
Mickey was sure he was bound to have one hell a breakdown about the whole thing once he was in the safety of his room—he certainly couldn’t afford to have one in front of Gallagher—but all he could think of right then was that he’d somehow, against all odds, been allowed to have this one thing in life, if only for a moment. He was in the presence of his fucking soulmate. The one he’d hated so passionately as a kid. The one that would’ve probably gotten him killed at sixteen and seventeen and eighteen. The one he’d once thought he was destined to grieve forever.
(Or: Mickey is a seer who gets paid to track down people's soulmates, and he's damn good at his job. He's a little frustrated when this Ian Gallagher guy tries to cancel his appointment on the same day, saying he has no interest in knowing who his soulmate is. They reach an agreement: he'll perform the reading but won't tell him the results, just write them down and send him on his way. And, well, fuck Mickey's life, huh? 'Cause it turns out he is Ian Gallagher's fucking soulmate.)
Words: 4603, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich, Mandy Milkovich, Carl Gallagher, Lip Gallagher
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Urban Fantasy, Seer Mickey, Light Angst, Fluff, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Self-Worth Issues, Bipolar Disorder, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Friendship, Happy Ending, POV Alternating
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by Ravenheart
Mickey was sure he was bound to have one hell a breakdown about the whole thing once he was in the safety of his room—he certainly couldn’t afford to have one in front of Gallagher—but all he could think of right then was that he’d somehow, against all odds, been allowed to have this one thing in life, if only for a moment. He was in the presence of his fucking soulmate. The one he’d hated so passionately as a kid. The one that would’ve probably gotten him killed at sixteen and seventeen and eighteen. The one he’d once thought he was destined to grieve forever.
(Or: Mickey is a seer who gets paid to track down people's soulmates, and he's damn good at his job. He's a little frustrated when this Ian Gallagher guy tries to cancel his appointment on the same day, saying he has no interest in knowing who his soulmate is. They reach an agreement: he'll perform the reading but won't tell him the results, just write them down and send him on his way. And, well, fuck Mickey's life, huh? 'Cause it turns out he is Ian Gallagher's fucking soulmate.)
Words: 4603, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich, Mandy Milkovich, Carl Gallagher, Lip Gallagher
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Urban Fantasy, Seer Mickey, Light Angst, Fluff, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Self-Worth Issues, Bipolar Disorder, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Friendship, Happy Ending, POV Alternating
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