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[missallblue]

In The Line Between - New Zoro/Tashigi fanfic on AO3 - Words: 1,942 Click on the title to be redirected to the first chapter :)

Hi, it's been late, but I have to share with you, my new fanfic. Recently I've been reading about ZoTash fanfic. Some of them were really great but with no end. And then, I thought why don't I write one too? And I wrote. The last time I publishe was, oh my, it's so far away, I can even remember. It was the time were people still using fanfiction.net. "Two detectives. One bustling city. As the tides of crime rise in Water 7, Zoro, a seasoned CRU investigator, and Tashigi, a meticulous SCU detective, find themselves thrust into an unlikely partnership. Starting as reluctant colleagues, they soon discover a rhythm in each other’s methods—and something deeper brewing beneath the surface. ‘In the Line Between’ is a modern AU slow-burn romance that explores the delicate balance between duty and desire as the lines between professional boundaries and personal feelings begin to blur." I will publish every sunday, since I started on a week-end. Be sure, to like and share to spread the love.

[wikiangela]

For a holiday (and forevermore) - now complete

chapters: 30/30

words: 94k

rating: M

summary: Eddie's sick of personal, intrusive questions about his love life whenever he visits his family, so he starts bringing Buck for the holidays as his (fake) boyfriend. He only wants to shut them up, and doesn't expect that the small crush he has on his best friend could actually turn into something more...

aka a fluffy fake-dating, rom-com-inspired fic (with only a splash of angst), with lots of family feels, oblivious and pining idiots in love, bed sharing, hand holding, denial of feelings

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(excerpt from chapter 2)

 “Honestly, sometimes I wanna just bring some random guy home for the holidays and introduce him as my boyfriend just to spite them and shut them all up.” he adds without thinking, frustration still evident in his voice.

“I mean, we can do that.” Buck says, his tone teasing. Eddie snorts. “What? I could be your boyfriend.” he continues and Eddie feels his cheeks heat up. Shit.

“Yeah, right.” he chuckles.

“No, seriously, we could do that.” Buck’s voice sounds more earnest now, and Eddie looks at him with surprise. He can’t be serious, Eddie was joking, it was just a thought, a crazy idea from the spiteful and petty side of him.

“I wasn’t serious.”

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(excerpt from chapter 6)

He feels his face and neck grow hot. Why the hell did Buck buy him a Valentine’s Day gift? “For my fake boyfriend.” he adds, smirking, as he finally steps inside the house.

“Oh.” Eddie’s kind of stunned. Obviously, it’s a joke. They’re pretending to date, so Buck figures it’s funny to buy him something. No big deal. Except, try telling this to Eddie’s heart that flutters in that certain way he doesn’t want to name… because fact of the matter is, Buck noticed what day it is, that it’s Valentine’s Day, a day of love, and his first thought was Eddie. But it’s a joke. Of course. He can’t read into this. “Thanks.” he chuckles nervously, closing the door and trying to get it together. It’s not weird, you can buy a friend a Valentine’s Day gift. Especially as an inside joke, because you’re fake boyfriends anyway. He takes a deep breath and follows Buck to the kitchen. He adds jokingly: “Sorry, got nothing for you. I had no idea what day it is.”

“Yeah, me too. Until I got to the store and saw all the Valentine’s Day-themed stuff.” Buck says, putting the beer in the fridge. “But kinda figures we’re spending it together, huh?” he looks over his shoulder to grin at Eddie. “Since we’re kinda dating.”

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if you like fluff and romcoms, especially the movie "Holidate" (2020) which inspired this, and Eddie&Maddie friendship, and sibling dynamics (particularly big brother!Eddie), and uncle Buck (not only to Jee👀), and Buck being a ray of sunshine everyone falls in love with - you might like this one haha

[cerezsis]

Cat Got Your Tongue?

Ainley!Master tosses a few strays into the Doctor’s TARDIS in hopes of causing chaos. Years upon years later, Missy hears faint meowing.

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            It was impossible not to chuckle as he approached the blue box, hand gripped tightly around the handle of the clunky, gray carrier. Its occupants were getting restless, he could tell by the shifting of weight within the bigger-on-the-inside-but-still-not-quite-adequate space, his already vigorous steps quickening in response. This was all too perfect. The celery-clad Time Lord was long gone, having wandered off to who knows where, into who knows what, with his little band of playthings. No one was around, no one would have even an inkling of the Master’s scheme until it was time.

            Reaching the doors, he sat the carrier by his feet and retrieved the lockpicking kit from his pocket. In just a few minutes, the door clicked open, allotting a glimpse into the all-white console room. Grin prominent on his face, he tucked the kit away and bent down, aligning the carrier with the entryway.

            “In you go, my pretties,” he said as he unlatched the metal door.

            One by one, they trotted out of the gray box and into the blue. There was a brown tabby, a fluffy tuxedo, an orange tom, another tabby, and a plump calico; all took their time looking around the new space, approaching every object with cautious curiosity.

            With a final, mischievous chuckle, the Master closed and relocked the doors, picking up the now empty carrier before turning in the direction of his own TARDIS. It almost saddened him that he wouldn’t get to see the Doctor’s reaction for himself. The bewildered shock was bound to be priceless, but oh well. Maybe they’d have a chat about it the next time they met.

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            Humming an improvised tune, Missy stood at the hexagonal console, waiting for the monitor to display the status of the parts she replaced. It was, quite frankly, impressive the Doctor hadn’t managed to blow himself up, considering how badly he’d neglected-

            Mrrrow.

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[wikiangela-fanfics]

For a holiday (and forevermore)-chapter 17

Chapter 17: Thanksgiving II (excerpt):

(...) “We’re raising Chris together, he’s our son.”

“Yeah.” Buck whispers, looking at Eddie with that genuine smile Eddie hasn’t seen once today. 

“How does that even work?” Philip asks, frowning.

“That’s not really what I meant...” Margaret comments with a frown. “And I thought you two were… friends? Right?” her frown deepens, as she looks at Buck, then at Maddie for confirmation, as if she knew about Buck’s love life better than him.

“Chris is as much my son as he is Buck’s.” 

“And we’re dating, actually.” Buck suddenly says, and all eyes turn on him. Eddie thinks he can hear Chimney choking on his drink (...). This wasn’t the plan, they weren’t supposed to pretend here, too. Hell, Maddie and Chimney are right here. But if that’s what Buck wants, Eddie’s on board, of course.

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[mysteri0us-0utlaw]

Other Side of the Fence

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There was only one rule to surviving Pelican Town’s accursed mines: kill everything on sight. The monsters down there will not hesitate to sink their teeth and claws into anything that moves. Bravery is not enough; Arrogant adventurers all meet the same fate, their blood-curdling screams echoing throughout the mountains warning those smart enough to keep out to stay far, far away. Missing bodies were never recovered. Half the graves outside the guild were empty, nothing but a tombstone acknowledging the deceased.

Despite the risks, Samantha pledged her sword to the town’s guild. For many years, she had not been afraid of death, accepting that all things must eventually end. Death simply gave life meaning. When she took the oath to protect the valley, it changed her spirit. She once again felt she had purpose, something she hadn't felt in a long time. Fulfilling her obligation to the valley, knowing she was making it safer, filled her with hope.

Killing monster filth was also just really fucking fun.

She’d never felt more alive than when she was down in the mines, slashing through hordes of undead and gelatinous foes. There was something else down here, something that buzzed all around and throughout her. It felt almost electric, and made her feel unstoppable. It felt as if the mines themselves were alive and guiding her deeper down, down, down.

There was no end. Well, there probably was, but Samantha hasn't found it yet. There were many ways to get lost in these tunnels with all their twists and turns and surprise dungeons. It was also different each time she ventured down here. There was a reason why the guild forbade non-members from coming down here.

Samantha was knee-deep in mossy sludge when she heard a familiar flapping of deranged bats in the distance. With her movement limited, she was vulnerable. Her best option was going back the way she came and running away. She was becoming too tired to fight, and needed to return home to rest anyway. She almost reached the exit when she was suddenly swarmed by angry bats looking to claw her eyes out. All she could do was protect her face and run to where she knew her escape was. She was getting scratched and bit anywhere she was exposed, but she finally made it. She dragged herself safely out of the mines before collapsing outside the cave mouth, chest heaving as she tried to regain her composure. She didn’t usually slip up, but she was lucky. Usually, slipping up meant you were killed.

“Holy shit, are you okay?” a man asked her. She opened her eyes, and there were two in front of her. They looked like night and day, the moon and sun incarnate. One was tall, with pale skin accentuated by raven-black hair. The other man was about a head shorter than the first guy, and had light blond hair that was slicked back from his tanned skin. They both had bloodshot eyes and reeked of marijuana.

“I’m fine, I just –” Samantha began to talk, but grimaced in pain. She was bleeding all over, and her wounds were beginning to hurt as the adrenaline wore down. “I just need a minute, I think.”

“Okay. Hey, do you wanna hit?” The blond man asked, holding out a half-smoked blunt. The raven-haired man hit his bicep with the back of his hand.

“Ow! What was that for?” The blond asked.

“Dude, look at her. She’s bleeding everywhere, she needs to see Doctor Harvey, not smoke weed,” he said, sounding like a disappointed parent scolding their child.

“Oh, you're probably right. My bad,” he said, turning towards Samantha. He lightly dabbed the end of the blunt on the bottom of his shoe, and handed it off to his friend. He then pulled out a box of cigarettes and flipped it open, placing the blunt carefully inside.

“I’m Sam, and this is ray of sunshine is my best friend Sebastian. Who’re you?” The blond stuck his hand out for Samantha, and helped her up as she accepted it.

“Samantha,” she said, feeling suddenly embarrassed that she’s being seen like this, in front of two cute guys nonetheless. She was supposed to protect the town, not be saved from it. Sebastian was right, though. She should go see the doctor. The two of them had gotten quite acquainted when she first joined the guild, having had many late-night visits to the clinic to patch up several of her rookies’ mistakes. Let this be another one, she thought to herself. She began to walk in that direction when a hand was placed on her shoulder.

“Another Sam, that’s awesome! In the name of Sam-hood, please let me walk you to the clinic. I’m heading that direction anyway,” he beamed at her. As much as her gut told her to say no, she nodded. If he was going the same direction as her they may as well walk together. The three of them walked until they reached Robin’s house, where Sebastian bid his farewells, and then it was just the two of them, and suddenly Samantha was aware of the chilly night breeze. It was the middle of autumn, and being caked in cave sludge made her so much colder.

They continued on in silence until Sam suddenly spoke up.

“You've lived here a while right? How come nobody ever sees you around?” He asked. Samantha inwardly groaned – she was always pretty introverted, and knew eventually this would become an issue. Truthfully, one of the reasons she loved being an adventurer so much was the isolation it provided. Instead of explaining all this to Sam, she shrugs.

“I am often down in the mines, busy with missions for the guild. I do not have much time to socialize,” she says.

“The what?” Sam asks, puzzled.

“…The guild? The adventurer’s guild, led by Marlon, keeps the town safe? You know what, never mind. Better you don't know, I suppose,” Samantha says as they reach the clinic. She stops, and Sam stops after her.

“Well,” she says.

“Well…” Sam repeats. Samantha turns and looks at him, and notices up close how handsome he is. He’s close enough she can smell the way his cologne mixes with the smell of weed, and her breath catches as she makes out the notes of mint and pine.

“Thank you, Sam, for walking with me,” she says, a blush crossing her cheeks. She looks into his bright blue eyes and he smiles down at her.

“Us Sams need to stick together,” he says, bringing his fist up to his chest.

“All I ask in return, though, is that you'll join me this Friday night at the Saloon. You should meet some people, play some pool. It'll be fun,” he had a pleading, puppy-dog look in his eyes. She thought about it for a moment. She couldn't avoid everybody forever, and so she agreed to meet Sam. She watched him walk off as she waited for Harvey to come unlocked the clinic doors, and noticed he had a bit of bounce in his step. She began to feel somewhat excited as she planned for the days ahead. She had three days until she had to meet Sam at the Saloon. Maybe she would allow herself to finally let loose, for once. Relax a little, know the town a little more. What good was protecting a town she knew nothing about and nobody in?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the click of the doors unlocking.

“Samantha, hurry, come in,” he said, ushering her quickly to the examination room.

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[you-were-meteowrong]

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[ramen-writes]

"I pledge to you my life-"

"wh-what?"

"As your protector and knight"

"wait stop. No-"

"to serve you-"

"please stop. Not like this"

"and stand behind you"

"No- stand besides me n-not-"

"I pledge to you my loyalty and from this moment on. I shall honor and protect, put your liege before my own-"

"stop. I bid you to take it back!"

"From now my life is yours and I shall serve you with honor"

"This is no oath I ever desire from you!"

"I shall become the sword that will protect you"

"There must be another way-"

"I will aid you to the top"

"There's no height I will reside upon without you by my side!"

"I am your loyal servant"

"No- you're the only one who isn't. You're my companion, my love, the only one by my side. Don't do this, please"

"who will reside behind you until my bones turn to dust and my heart sets to a stop"

"N-no.....please"

[umblrspectrum]

"smaller mass" you say

[horsechestnut]

There are so many Dick, Bruce, or Tim kills the Joker fics on AO3, meanwhile Barbara was the one talking about how The Joker should be the exception to the No Kill Rule years before Red Hood Jason even existed.

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

posting this with absolutely no context

[endlesslycoffee]

barely but we did it

[wikiangela]

For a holiday (and forevermore) - chapter 30

Chapter 30: Christmas IV (excerpt):

 “Athena, Bobby, meet Nina Buckley-Diaz.” he said proudly, lifting her up a bit and showing her off. “Do you wanna hold her?” Buck added, looking at Bobby with those bright eyes.

“Of course.” Bobby whispered, and before he even finished saying it, Buck was placing the baby in his arms.

“Look, it’s your grandpa Bobby.” he said to Nina, who was looking up at Bobby with the exact replica of Buck’s eyes, and Eddie could see tears in his eyes as he turned his head towards Buck. Who was now panicking a bit. “I- I mean, if you’re okay with being called- I mean, it can be pops, or- or, you know, just Bobby-” he started rambling.

“Babe.” Eddie cut in, and smiled reassuringly when Buck looked at him, and he took a deep breath and relaxed a bit. Eddie wished he sat next to him, so that he could hold his hand. But this was Buck’s moment with his father figure, so he sat it out.

“No, Buck, it’s okay.” Bobby rushed to say, voice thick and shaky, tears welling up and one actually escaping down his cheek. Athena reached over, from the other side of Buck, to wipe it off gently, with a fond smile. “I’d love to be grandpa.” he whispered, eyes on Nina, not looking away.

“Does that make me grandma?” Athena finally chimed in, smiling brightly.

“If you want to be.” Buck grinned sheepishly. “Coolest grandma ever. Don’t tell your mom or abuela.” he quickly added, pointing at Eddie, and they all chuckled quietly.

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Tag list: @idealuk @thebravebitch @this-is-moony-lovegood @greenfairrryy @disasterbuckdiaz @mrevanbuckley

[itseghost]

i almost want to do an expression sheet for him so i force myself to expand past his rbf. but its so easy and fun to draw him with one

[wikiangela-fanfics]

For a holiday (and forevermore)-chapter 19

Chapter 19: Christmas Eve II (excerpt):

The door is open, and… and Buck is right here, looking nervous and tired, his hair a mess and bags under his eyes, while he’s anxiously twisting his fingers. Still as beautiful as ever. Eddie can’t breathe. He’s here. Buck’s here. He came, despite it all, despite downright refusing to really talk to Eddie for weeks. He’s so stubborn and infuriating, and Eddie has never loved anyone more.

“Hi.” Buck says quietly. Eddie’s stunned. “I’m so sorry to just come here unannounced, I- I talked to Maddie, or,” he blushes adorably, looking away for a second, “she tore me a new one about how stubborn I’ve been, and, well, she convinced me to stop acting stupid and talk to you. So, I did one last stupid thing and got on a flight to Texas.” he smiles shyly. “It was a hassle, Christmastime is not a good time to travel.” he chuckles. “It’s a Christmas miracle I got here at all.”

“Buck.” Eddie finally says, because Buck’s starting to ramble, and Eddie needs to know why he’s here. He hopes, of course, and he has been planning to tell Buck about his own feelings, but his sudden arrival throws him for a loop, and he needs a minute to wrap his head around it.

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Starting a tag list (under the cut) - let me know if you want to be added!

Tag list: @this-is-moony-lovegood

[sunshades]

What is happening...