#secret fic

[daffi-990]

WIP Wednesday 📝

Tagged by @tizniz

It’s nice having something to share ☺️. Here’s something that’s not angsty from my secret buddie wip

Eddie smiles at him, all warm and bright like the sunrise slipping in between the curtains. His fingers caresses Buck’s cheek as they travel up to card through his hair, his thumb gently stroking over Buck’s birthmark before pulling Buck towards him for another kiss.

Their lips move languidly against one another’s, the soft sounds of their kisses and content exhales filling the room.

“I love you,” Eddie says, burying his face into the crook of Buck’s neck.

He’s heard Eddie say those three words countless times over the past year and a half, yet he still feels them ignite a warm sensation that spreads throughout his body like he did that first time.

Like there’s a star in his chest bursting with colour and light, its shimmering particles embedding themselves into Buck’s bloodstream until he’s glowing with Eddie’s love.

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[therealvinelle]

From what I can tell, in the actual books there's just one line from Sirius saying Alphard left him some gold, and not much other canon mention of him. How did Alphard become such a big character in your fics/Tom Riddle's love interest?

You know, that's a very good question.

The true and full story behind how Alphard Black became an important character in our fics is laden with a lot of spoilers and back-and-forth, though I will say it wouldn't have happened at all if @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin hadn't already used him in When Harry Met Tom. When we later then needed to add a character for The Man Who Would Be King, Alphard's name lent itself easily and on discussion we found he was the only that really fit the role we needed a character to play. He went on to become a surprisingly large part of secret fic, now we've imprinted on him like baby ducks and he's in everything.

So, what makes Alphard Black so fitting for what we need him to be?

We have little to go on from canon, but compared to some of the other characters fandom has decided on characterisation for, we at least have something to go on when we make stuff up. Oh, we have to conjecture, fabricate, and headcanon away, and for every possible Alphard Black we draft up someone could have used those same clues to create a different Alphard, but we would both be following certain constraints.

By contrast, characters like Alice Longbottom or Abraxas Malfoy have very strong fanon characterizations, a lot read into them, but I'd argue we have just as much, if not slightly more, to go on with Alphard Black.

With that said, here is the information we have on Alphard and how Muffin and I used every bit of it to make up as much as we could.

Teen pregnancy 1.0: Pollux edition

Alphard's sister was born when their father Pollux Black was twelve, and his father married her mother. Going by his young age, I assume this was so Walburga wouldn't be a bastard. Walburga, by her painting's ravings, appears to have spent all her life in 13 Grimmauld Place, she feels a connection to "the house of my fathers" and always had a strong sense of Black identity she tried to pass on to her sons: I think it's a very fair assumption that the Blacks raised the baby, and not her mother's family (as her mother would have been in Hogwarts as well or else a statutory rapist, either case spells a grim homelife for Walburga).

Now, Alphard's birthdate is unknown since he's struck off the family tree, but it was sometime between 1925 and 1938.

Muffin and I have decided that he was born the next year, since this gives Tom a dorm mate, and more importantly it gives Alphard a teen father, one who learned nothing from last year and assumed no responsibility. Tom now has a fucked up dorm mate, and we didn't have to (completely) invent a character.

You now have two kids raised by family members not their parents since their father is a literal thirteen-year-old, and the generational age gap is so narrow that when Walburga starts school her paternal aunt Dorea is canonically a fifth year. They want for nothing materially and the family does step up, but the complete parental absence in their life has an impact.

For the sake of funny, we thought Arcturus Black, who is already raising Lucretia and Orion, is our candidate for raising his cousin's spawn. Now Walburga's marriage to her second cousin is to someone who was raised alongside her, which is funny and so awful. Another feasible candidate is Cygnus Black, Pollux's father and currently raising four kids, but... not as funny.

Teen pregnancy 2.0: Cygnus edition

Cut to 1951. Alphard is a happy bachelor, his father has stopped having kids (legitimate ones anyhow), Walburga's happily married to their cousin, and then... their brother Cygnus does a booboo.

Bellatrix is born, Cygnus is thirteen. Andromeda's birthdate is unknown, but must have been while he was in Hogwarts because Narcissa is born in 1955, while he is still seventeen.

The same problem as with Pollux arises with Bellatrix: who wants baby? And, as with Walburga, I think a fair argument could be made that the Blacks took her in, not the Rosiers.

There are many options here (and can't rule out the Rosiers), but I think it's fair to assume Bellatrix went to live with close family.

Per the Black family, this gives us three options that I find feasible: Walburga, Alphard, and Pollux.

I don't think it was Walburga, I think that would inevitably have come up in canon, either as Walburga lost her shit when Andromeda eloped, handled her grief differently after Regulus died if she had surrogate daughters, or Sirius had a different dynamic with Bellatrix. The Orion-Walburga-Sirius-Regulus family unit doesn't come across at all as having had three nieces raised alongside the boys, so Walburga's a no.

Which leaves us with Alphard, Pollux, someone in the Rosier family, or extended Black family raising Bellatrix.

Pollux, per his wild youth, might not be topping the lists. One could posit that Pollux wants a second shot at parenting and would take in his granddaughter based on this, but he already has Cygnus if he wanted a second shot at parenting. Still, he's a candidate.

So is Alphard, however, who is living alone and has no wife to worry about, no children of his own, and a pile of gold. Per his choice to give Sirius gold after he ran away, one can also assume he's one to come through for family, which fits with taking in his much younger brother's daughter.

TL;DR: we can't prove Alphard Black didn't raise the Black sisters, or at least care for them in their early years, but someone must have and it might as well have been him.

Let there be no pregnancies and no marriages

We then enter the bit that had Muffin go "oh, gay. I will use him in my fic" long before any of the detective nonsense to come up with the above, which is that Alphard did not marry. Now, that could mean anything, perfectly straight people don't marry and gay people do marry.

However, from 1938 through 1960, no Black heirs are born. Which isn't necessarily a long time, on the contrary, Cygnus has been supplying the family with children for years now, luck just had it so they're all daughters who can't pass on the family name.

Still, taking a step back, Orion, Walburga, Alphard, and Lucretia (who married a Prewett) are all adults who are just not having any children. The Orion and Walburga are perhaps not even married, we don't know when they married, and it could be they married specifically because neither of them had found anyone else to marry and there were no sons. Alternatively, they married earlier but then did not have children until they were in their mid-thirties. Considering Lucretia's childless marriage, it might be some Blacks struggled with infertility.

A bit of nerding about why I think Walburga waiting so long to have children is odd

The tldr for Western European demographics is that if you can afford to have children and provide for your family, you will marry and have children early. The upper classes have historically married and had children much younger than the lower classes because of this. The mother's education will also impact when she has children - higher education means having children later.

I think we see this reflected in the wizarding world, in that education is both low (arguably nonexistent, considering the curriculum at Hogwarts) and in magic making material considerations Muggles must make obsolete. And we do see a lot of young parents - Lily and James are both 20 when they have Harry, Andromeda is maximum 24 when she has Nymphadora Tonks, Molly Weasley is 20 when she has Bill, Narcissa is 25 when she has Draco, Fleur would have been 23-25 when she had Victoire, Harry and Ginny are 26 and 25 when they have James Sirius, Hermione and Ron are 26-27 when they have Rose...

Young is the norm.

And with the Blacks, who were lineage obsessed, and where Walburga is never reported to have had a career keeping her busy, I find it very interesting that Walburga doesn't have children until she's 35.

There are three possible explanations I can see:

Walburga and Orion didn't want to have children, and waited for Alphard or Cygnus to get on with it, only for Cygnus to only have daughters and Alphard to have no children at all (bit unlikely since they had two sons, a couple who pointedly did not want children would have called it quits after the first)

They had fertility issues

Walburga and Orion did not instantly marry, but waited for years until it became clear Orion wasn't going to find anybody else, Alphard apparently not either, and Cygnus said "fuck you all, I've contributed three kids already", at which point Walburga and Orion were both single, both cared about the lineage, and went for it.

We've gone for option 2 since it's just funnier to have a pair of cousins all over each other at Hogwarts, "Aren't they-" "Yes and they're very happy together :)", but I think option 3 is pretty feasible too.

Either way, you can read into Walburga and Orion from the late births of their children and you also get free Alphard characterisation, because his choice not to marry starts to look rather pointed.

Back to Alphard

While the Blacks were not dying out at the time, they also weren't swimming in children. Only Cygnus was passing on the family name, and that was exclusively to daughters, and he went on to have no more (legitimate) children after leaving school. Pollux wasn't having any more (legitimate) children, and while there are and grandfathers uncles on the family tree who could do the deed they were quite old, many unmarried, and most importantly they canonically had no children.

We're down to Alphard, Orion, and Cygnus having to pass on the family name, with Orion and Walburga a decade into their marriage with no sons to show for it. Sure, Cygnus could have sons, but that would be placing all their dragon eggs in one dragon basket (and indeed, he had no sons).

Why doesn't Alphard marry?

The family must have brought it up, if not pressured him. Alphard not marrying in a world where arranging a match would have been the easiest thing in the world looks to me like a deliberate refusal.

The giving of the money to the Sirius

This all brings us to the one thing we know for sure that Alphard did in his life: he willed money to Sirius after he'd been disowned.

We know Alphard was not a blood traitor prior to this, or he'd have been burned off earlier.

I frankly take this to mean Alphard most likely subscribed to pureblood supremacy, or at least he did not mind it enough to do anything else to cross his family. Giving money to Sirius isn't a political act, it's an uncle providing for a family member who has suddenly lost everything.

(And, if we assume Alphard himself is gay: it's an uncle who sees his nephew run away from home to be with his best friend, and perhaps drawing a few conclusions of his own about the strength of Sirius's friendship to James. There are many ways to interpret his choice to support Sirius financially, is what I'm saying.)

It also seems a distinct overreaction to me that Walburga would burn him off the family tapestry for something like this, and... it seems very much like one angry, mourning, woman's way of hurting a brother she can no longer confront. If she had been hoping Sirius wouldn't make it out in the wild and be forced to return, then Alphard giving him money would be a betrayal of the highest order.

Walburga putting a cigarette to her wallpaper isn't the same as the entire Black family disowning Alphard posthumously, it's an act of grief and anger.

Where we make things up wholesale

I'll go ahead and assume Alphard was gay, had a good and stable but slightly fucked up family life, and got overly attached to his dorm mate Tom Riddle as a stranger to all of this who perhaps seemed above it all. I also vote he raised Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Andromeda, because it's a more interesting option than Pollux. (In case you didn't notice, Muffin and I subscribe to the Black family being as fucked up as we can reasonably make them.)

Vinelle, what was the point of this?

My point is that we may not have any canon appearances to go on with Alphard Black, but we do have dates, biographical facts, what he did with his will, a few statements from Walburga's insane painting and other characters, and a whole lot of imagination. And an obsessive tendency.

And a willingness to say "Mm, no. Can't read. Sorry, that fact's just wrong." when we don't like things (more specifically, Sirius's phrasing making it sound like Alphard died not too long after Sirius ran away from home, which would make him dead for The Man Who Would Be King, a fic that takes place in 1982. We will assume Sirius meant "gave", not "left".)

Wee.

[cricketnationrise]

some sentence sunday 24.3

HELLO I am momentarily back from a place of having nothing to share/not having enough time because i have another month or so of 6 day work weeks and so i have a lot of people to thank for tagging me in various writing things over the past [embarrassingly high number] weeks: @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @getmehighonmagic @kiwiana-writes @cha-melodius @three-drink-amy @firenati0n @inexplicablymine @heybuddy-drabbles @affectionatelyrs @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @leaves-of-laurelin @dumbpeachjuice @orchidscript @agame-writes @porcelainmortal @anincompletelist @iboatedhere @ships-to-sail @tailsbeth-writes @itsmaybitheway @indestructibleheart @magicandarchery @nocoastposts @lizzie-bennetdarcy @14carrotghoul @sherryvalli -- y'all are great

anyway some sentences! from a oneshot fic i'm posting called [redacted for spoilers] next weekend:

Alex sighs like Henry's the one being dense. “Okay. You know Angelina?” Henry’s gut sinks. “I’m familiar with your girlfriend, ye—” “Ex girlfriend, now.” “Oh, Alex, are you oka—” Alex brushes him off. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Don’t pretend you liked her for my feelings’ sake.” And well, Alex has him bang to rights. Although Henry would eat his own left foot if he actually thought Alex knew the real reason Henry disliked Angelina. (And all of Alex’s other girlfriends.)

i'm tagging back literally everyone above, @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @everwitch-magiks @rmd-writes @montrealmadison @doggernaut @smc-27 @the-lincyclopedia @adreamareads @read-and-write- @clottedcreamfudge @historicallysam @anchoredarchangel and i'll slap an open tag on there for anyone who wants to share and needs the excuse

[diazsdimples]

WIP Wednesday

Hi! I was really hoping to have something new from Single Dads AU to share but I am unfortunately deathly ill (dramatic, I have a chest infection) and my brain has forgotten how words work. So instead, have a little bit of Secret Fic with @hippolotamus, which is being chipped away at!

Tagged by @theotherbuckley, PLEASE go check out her chronic pain Buck snip, it is SO CUTE

As he does this, Buck remembers something else about the show, something Hen had mentioned with a grimace in passing. “Hey, you know they’ve just finished filming the last episode? Feels weird that it’s ending, they’ve been doing it for 22 years now.”  Buck lets out a small chuckle, thinking about all the time Eddie’s dedicated to watching every episode. Eddie’s not usually one to binge watch TV series (or to admit to it at least, Buck’s got a sneaking suspicion he’s been watching Survivor behind Buck’s back), so Eddie sitting down to watch 20something seasons of a singular show is a big deal. “It’s going to be sad to see them go right? Eds?” And there it is. Eddie’s ugly secret. The reason he - a grown ass man in his thirties - is curled up in his bed like a kid scared of the dark, clinging to his husband. He bites his lip and squeezes his eyes shut, tries to control his breathing but it’s no good. A high pitched whine escapes, leading into an undeniable sob.  Eddie buries himself further into Buck’s body, hoping his broad frame will absorb the shaking and blubbering. Buck is the one who freezes this time. He’s figured it out. Because he knows Eddie, the pieces have all clicked together. The lightbulb has turned on.

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[wildlife4life]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by the super duper @spotsandsocks @diazsdimples @dangerpronebuddie @tizniz @wikiangela @bidisasterbuckdiaz and @daffi-990 Thank you all so much!

Ya'll I have officially hit 500 followers here on tumblr and to celebrate that, I have started a new wip that I am going to work very hard to get out in the next few days. I've made very good progress so far and I am so excited for this idea, but I'm not going to give too much away. I will though, share this smidge and let ya'll take a guess. (Only @daffi-990 knows entirely and she is keeping my secret) Enjoy!

Eddie makes a few rules in finding a date. The first being, no one from a call. He’s personally experienced and seen how disastrous going out with someone they saved can be. Second, keep Christopher in the loop.  One broken salad bowl and a run-away kid in an Uber to ****** house was a harsh lesson that Eddie will never forget. And third…keep his options fluid. Frank and him worked too damn hard over his sexuality crisis and eventual queer acceptance for Eddie to ignore his attraction to those that weren’t women.

Hmm... and Eddie dating fic with fluidity, yet where am I taking it? And yes this is a buddie fic, but in what capacity you ask? Hehe. Just have to wait and see.

Thank you to every one of my 500 followers. I am completely blown away and just really baffled honestly, but in a good way! Hugs for all of you!

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[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Secret fic soon?

The laugh I laughed.

Look, @therealvinelle, hope!

But no.

We AReN'T eVen HaLFwAy!

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

wip wednesday

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muah thank ya darlins <3

posting another little tease of my (somewhat) secret fic because i got REALLY into it last night and have to share

But Eddie says it like Buck chose to leave, like he wanted it, and nothing could be further from the truth.

He wants to tell Eddie that, to explain in a way they so rarely do with each other, too often relying on wordless communication and actions and surface level discussion which can sometimes be wonderful and other times be ruining, but what comes out of his mouth is, “You let me go.”

Eddie blinks at him, lashes curving and weighty as they dip into the sheen of tears springing up in his eyes. He is frozen still and almost lifeless, like Buck’s words were a swift blow, severing his heart from his chest.

Buck lets his hand slip away from Eddie’s arm, muscles turned leaden, too heavy and too packed with the ability to hurt for him to allow himself to keep touching Eddie.

He wants to raise his hand and catch those words in his palm, clutch at them tightly and grind them into dust, turn his palm into their graveyard.

Because those tears are his fault. Because the hurt blooming on Eddie’s face is his fault. Because the wounded noise seeping out of Eddie’s chest is his fault.

It wasn’t fair of him to say that. Not when he knows Shannon told Eddie the exact same thing, minutes after telling him she wanted a divorce, trying to explain to him that they were different people who didn’t fit the way they used to, that they let each other go too much to be able to keep each other.

tagging @elvensorceress @shitouttabuck @rogerzsteven @monsterrae1 @buddierights @paranoidbean @diazass @chronicowboy @911onabc @folk-fae @gayedmundodiaz @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @jeeyuns @bigfootsmom @honestlydarkprincess @eowon @eddiediaaz @zerokinkade @colonoscopys @bvckandeddie @hippolotamus @giddyupbuck @butchdiaz @bucks118 @housewifebuck @athenagranted and anyone else who wants to share!

[hippolotamus]

Last Line Game

tagged by @tizniz @daffi-990 (such delicious treats btw) today was a Day™️ friends, so my brain ran in all directions and wound up writing... nothing. SO.

last line from Secret Fic with @diazsdimples

And Eddie will let him know when he’s ready to surrender, allowing Buck to be his safe place to land.

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[theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin]

Are you guys still working on the secret fic? I haven't seen any posts on it in a while, but I haven't been super tuned into Tumblr.

secret fic by me and @therealvinelle a secret fic about secrets (and roasting @therealvinelle)

Oh yes.

You see, I too must find out what happens next episode in secret fic.

[kenobster]

WIP Wednesday

Ahhh, I was tagged by @thewildballyntynesgrow whose fics are AMAZING btw. I highkey recommend. Thank you for the tag! 🥹

The below is from a secret fic of mine. 👀 Involving time travel. 👀 And a Palpapocalypse. 👀

When the chrono strikes eleven, she screams. Every night in the outer rim trenches, he shoots awake to the same digits, precise to the Coruscanti second. And every night, he convinces himself to forget the hammer under his ribs and the stench so much like the gangrene from his mother’s roped-up wrists.  Tonight, he's tucked next to her in bed, and the pressure of her warm, breathing body doesn't settle the nightmare. When the chrono strikes eleven, she screams, and his heart hammers, and the gangrene reeks—but tonight he doesn't wake. Tonight, he's unable to open his eyes or move a finger, as a torrent of igneous black drowns her flesh. The image shifts, and it's her, and she stares, straight into his soul, and with a desperate sort of strength, she tells him—before the pyroclastic wave can drag her under—there's good in him, I know, I know there's still—and he wakes. The chronometer on the wall reads eleven thirteen.

I'm no-pressure tagging @ooboowoonkoonooboo @smoosey @palfriendpatine66 @temporaryuniverse-writing @gothicastles @tired-bshocked @ihathbenobiwankenobied @foreverchangingfandomsao3 and an open tag for anyone (yes, anyone means you 🫵 specifically).

[bidisasterevankinard]

Wip Wednesday

Tagged by @transboybuckley @giddyupbuck @wikiangela @jeeyuns thank you loves💕💕💕💕🫂🫂🫂🫂

I need help to choose another angst fic for @911angstinautumn so snippets for 2 fics (under cut) and poll

secret fic

Chimney wolf whistles and Buck turns to him and then his gaze slips to Eddie and he loses his breath a little.

Eddie looks perfect. Hair beautifully laid, which now explains what he's been doing in the shower for so long, beautiful dark burgundy shirt hugs his muscular shoulders and big hands which are getting bigger and bigger from Eddie's gym workouts over last two months, and his thick thighs are covered with rather tight black jeans, and the moment Eddie bends over for the bag, revealing a view of a gorgeous ass, Buck loses connection with reality for a second. Eddie looks perfect, hot and breathtaking. He’s so beautiful especially when his lips stretch into a smile and his cheeks turn red. 

“Who's the lucky one, Eddie?” Chim asks and Eddie blushes more.

But Buck hides himself that moment in his locker praying for gods to strike him with lightning again right now.

Because Eddie looks like that for someone who’s not Buck. And Buck can’t stop thinking if would Eddie look like that for him three months ago.

Buck doesn’t even need confirmation from Eddie to know that he is going on a date right now. He knows him too well to know it’s not Eddie’s everyday style.

...

Buck for years was trying to find real love, he tried so many relationships, even when he knew it’s not going to work, but he wanted to believe they could love him.

Buck hoped things would be different with Eddie, but Eddie is going on a date. And now Buck knows he can't have a good ending. The universe is doing everything to prevent him from getting it. And he's so angry about everything. At the universe and its stupid jokes, at Eddie for something which is out of his control, but Buck is still angry. But the main thing is on himself, for letting himself believe that such a good thing as Eddie's love can be real.

Like Buck can deserve something as good as Eddie’ s love. Like Eddie and his love can be something which stays forever with someone like him.

after 6s au

"Hey, Eds, I... Maybe you want to go out with me? Like a date?" Buck says uncertainty even though he is almost sure Eddie will say yes.

"Buck," Eddie says his name with so much panic and Buck sees how he tries to find a way to escape the conversation. Buck is sure Eddie calculates whether he will be able to get behind the wheel and drive away without hitting him.

It goes worse than he expected. 

"I don't think it's a good idea." 

And just like that Buck's heart is broken. He hears the sound of shattered hopes for a future with Eddie, for his boundless love, like porcelain breaking into small pieces, tearing him apart from the inside, and something suffocates him, and Buck feels like at the moment when he spat out his own blood in front of all his family. He wouldn't mind a new blood clot killing him now. Faster and not as painful as a broken heart and eventually a broken friendship, because Eddie will feel strange and uncomfortable being around him. 

“We can’t, not like that.” 

Shit, Eddie looks like it’s his fault he was so stupid and fell in love with him. But it’s not and he needs to make sure Eddie knows it.

“Eds, I understand. It’s ok, I will be ok. I’m sorry. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Buck smiles as bright as he can, but he’s sure Eddie sees his sad eyes. 

He needs to run away from Eddie for this night to cry as much as he can till there’s no tears in his eyes. So he runs to the jeep and drives home.

He somehow should stop loving Eddie eventually, not like it is possible to stop those feelings as he hadn't known about them only a week ago but felt them anyway. But he will try for Eddie cause Eddie deserves a real friend and not stupidly in love with him Buck. 

And for himself too, because he deserves to fall in love with someone who loves him how he dreams all his life.

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[daffi-990]

WIP Wednesday📝

Tagged by @tizniz 🩵

Okay so I owe you all some more info about my secret buddie wip … are y’all ready???

This wip is actually a sequel …

To Rival Firefighters 🚒 !!!!!

Whhhhaaat?!?!!! Crazy right?

Someone of you might be like ughhh why are you writing a sequel? But I hope most of you are just as excited as I am.

I didn’t have any plans to revisit the rivals world so soon (or at all, but I hadn’t ruled it out), but James asked me if I’d ever revisit it, particularly the shooting. Some ideas were thrown around and then like a week later I had words in a new doc and things have just gone from there.

So everyone who is a fan of the Rivals universe, say thank you to James 😘❤️

Without further ado, here’s a little something from Eddie’s POV.

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Buck definitely breaks a few traffic laws to get to the hospital as fast as he does, and when he stops in his tracks in the doorway to Eddie’s room, Eddie feels like he can breathe properly for the first time since he woke up.

Buck’s got dark circles under his eyes and he’s carrying a tiredness that isn’t from a lack of sleep. He looks like shit, but he is still the most beautiful thing Eddie has ever seen.

“Hey, Buck”

Buck lets out a relieved laugh that quickly turns into a sob, rushing forward to envelope Eddie in a hug that both heals and fractures his heart.

He closes his eyes and wraps his good arm around Buck, ignoring the throb of pain in his injured shoulder. He’ll put up with a little bit of pain if it means holding Buck in his arms like this.

Buck is shaking, his tears soaking into Eddie’s hospital gown as he repeats Eddie’s name over and over again like a prayer.

“It’s okay, sweetheart.” Eddie murmurs. He kisses Buck’s hair, breathing in the scent of him. Here. Alive. “I’m okay.”

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[therealvinelle]

I love the Agatha Christie question!

Who are your HP/Twilight faves in the Christie universe? (Who’s the opportunist who knows too much and dies for it? Who’s the conman killer who courts the girl to avoid suspicion? Who’s just trying to take a holiday and gets caught-up in a murder? Who are the dynamic mystery-solving duo who realize they are in love by the end of the novel? etc.).

I mean, that is kind of what The Man Who Would Be King (and secret fic) (both cowritten with @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin) have already become. We have our murder victim, Alphard, a very rich man with a colorful family, and possibly his sister, we have our unlikely detectives in Voldemort, Lily Potter, and Alphard himself. It may not be the center of the story but it's a large part of it.

In other words my answer for Harry Potter would somehow spoil all my present and future fics so I won't.

As for the Twilight version...

I vote we do it wealthy dysfunctional family style, it's most natural.

A patriarch is poisoned

Carlisle Cullen, a very wealthy man with powerful enemies, nonetheless dear to those around him and blessed with more friends than most, is found dead in his office one morning. Cause of death? Murder.

The police, caught on the detail that Dr. Cullen was a vampire and vampires are real, what the fuck is this on the doctor's autopsy table and is he going to wake up again and drink all our blood?, are little use in the investigation. Scotland Yard is soon brought in, and using Chief Swan's connections with the family they get a better picture of Dr. Cullen's life.

His family wasn't looking to inherit him anytime soon, as he was immortal. None of them were having money troubles however, all were independently wealthy.

He had made enemies of a thousand-year-old clan of powerful vampires, who on hearing that his murder is being investigated like this get very upset. Supposedly the victim lived with them in his youth (and inspector Craddock cries when he learns the timeline for this murder goes back to the 1600s. Are they going to have to bring historians in on this murder??), he might have known something

Oh what's that? The victim had a whole network of friends across the globe, who are all killers, and he knew everyone's secrets? ... do we have the budget to investigate this?

The victim was also living next to a tribe of magical shapeshifting wolves evolved specifically to kill his kind. They liked him best and had a line in their treaty that "he dies last". Not sure what to do with this information

Rosalie Hale missing person case from 1933 solved: Carlisle Cullen adopted her. Was she recognised, did someone piece it together, and was Carlisle killed in retribution?

The victim lived a fake life of fake papers. Could be important, except it's the most normal thing about this case.

The police wonder how this man didn't get murdered sooner, and are stretched so thin the investigation is going slowly.

So, Renesmee gets to be our plucky detective du jour, as she decides to see if she can help. Surely there is no harm in her poking around, and she's well liked around the vampire world so there might be answers she can get that human police can't, partly because policemen keep getting eaten.

She slowly narrows it down to the horrible realization that it was someone in the family, and she learns terrible things.

Jasper Hale wasn't Jasper Hale at all! He was a friend of Jasper's in the newborn army who wanted a new life, and who in the wake of Jasper's suden and unexpected death assumed his identity. He had Peter bite his entire face so he'd be scarred like Jasper had been, and vouch for this blond vampire most definitely being Jasper Hale. Peter later had to die because he Knew Too Much, and so did Charlotte, regrettably. Fake Jasper did however not kill Carlisle.

Edward seems a prime suspect, he is an angry and resentful young man who acts out. Everyone thinks he did it, and that Bella should certainly marry Jacob, the safer option. Much upheaval is had, however, once Renesmee is able to clear Edward's name and he meaningfully links arms with Bella. They sail off into the sunset with their inheritance.

Rosalie is a beautiful, cold, intimidating woman, the femme fatale sort who's surely conniving. It's a bit of a mystery why she married that poor fool Emmett, but it's clear to all she doesn't love him. No clear motive from her, other than the money she would inherit, but she's just so suspicious. Her alibi is ambiguous, she claims she was with Esme and Emmett but what if Esme and Emmett are lying to protect their daughter and wife? Superintendent Battle wonders about that.

Renesmee is at a loss.

And then she realizes that it's not Rosalie who acts like she doesn't love Emmett, it's Emmett who acts like he doesn't love her! And Esme's grieving widow act is just that, it's an act!

Renesmee realizes that Emmett and Esme are lovers, and killed Carlisle together. Esme committed it while Emmett tricked Rosalie into giving her an alibi. Renesmee realizes this once she has a "But Rosalie couldn't have seen Esme from that angle!" moment.

The plan was too pin Rosalie for the murder, see her hanged, and then in due time the mourning widowers would marry, happily entitled to all the money they couldn't have touched if they'd divorced. Also Rosalie was Catholic so she wouldn't have agreed to a divorce.

The two lovers are confronted, and Esme pulls out a tiny pearl-studded gun from her shoe, says "We tried, my love. I regret nothing" before shooting first Emmett, then herself.

[will-continue-livinglikeimtrying]

WIP Wednesday!

Nimona Big Bang fic: LWDHWWRLH

@formosusiniquis @zyrafowe-sny

Thank you so much for the ask!

There isn't much I can disclose about my Nimona Big Bang, but! They're still looking for more writers!

So, if anyone is interested, go check it out!

Edit: Okay, so, thank you to @zyrafowe-sny for explaining to me how to do a 2 in 1, here's a small snippet of something I've been working on!

Scene and dialogue from the secret fic:

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They both pulled away and stared at each other longingly for what felt like hours, though it was most likely only a single moment.

Then, like a bubble popping, Ballister sighed in a way that had Ambrosius frowning with him.

“I... I should probably get going, hm? Wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome after all-”

“My Prince, My Prince, please, you have never, not once, in my realm or by my side, overstayed your welcome. In fact~,” The taller leaned forward and placed a warm brush of lips between the edge of Ballister’s nose and check,

“I always believed that you could stay longer, every time.”

Ballister leaned into his touch and allowed himself to be pulled closer. Arms wrapped around his waist, and he draped his own over his lover’s shoulders.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this here, پیار.”

“Of course, my love. This way then.”

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Thank you for the ask!

[fatalfangirl]

Hi hi hi. Today has been absolutely gorgeous outside and I got very sun drained and I didn't really want to write, but also I very much wanted to write. So I downed a red bull and sat in front of my computer for two hours. Most of this time was staring into space and trying to form the scene I want to write in my head. The remainder of that time was writing these seven sentences for my new WIP (for the carry on discord AWTWB exchange):

Baz POV

The sleep mask is soft to the touch. Cool black silk. I thumb at the hint of padding and fiddle with the elastic band. It’s nothing special or particularly sexy. The packaging advertised it as perfect for use while traveling. 

Which works since, in a way, I am going on a journey.

“Hey.” Snow’s voice is a breath above me, pulling my focus from the mask on my lap.

Thank you for the tags @artsyunderstudy, @ic3-que3n, @martsonmars, and @aristocratic-otter 💕

Sunday funday hellos to @cutestkilla, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @whatevertheweather, @moodandmist, @whogaveyoupermission, @hushed-chorus, @facewithoutheart, @palimpsessed, @technetiumai, @mostlymaudlin, @larkral, @bookish-bogwitch, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, and @tea-brigade

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Secret fic word count please?

854,061