#william turner angst

[thatchickwithtoomanyhobbies]

Leap of Faith (Aiello x Reader)

***You mooks wanted it, and I decided I’d do it for the fandom- Character x Reader stories. I do this very reluctantly, with Aiello being my first victim. Aiello has been in love with his female best friend (that’s you) for years, and has an inkling she feels the same. In an emotional moment while at home between Kasserine and Europe, he takes a leap of faith with the girl of his dreams. Also you are catholic in this story for plot purposes. Don’t worry if you’re not, neither am I. The story just works better that way.***

They were walking together to the ice cream shop on the corner, the way they’d done since they were kids every Friday afternoon. With him getting his double scoop of coffee and her with her plain vanilla- something he always teased her for. Usually about her being boring, which to him she could never be.

This time felt different, however. It was the last time he’d see her again for a while, as he was being shipped off into the war effort yet again.

She was quieter than usual today, which usually meant something was on her mind. He always knew when something was going on with her, she was his best friend after all. Although he’d be lying if he said he didn’t wish they could be more.

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(Y/N)(L/N)- Frank Aiello’s best friend since they were seven years old in Catholic school. She’d fallen down on the playground and he, the gentleman he was, picked her up and took her to the nuns to get patched up. They’d been inseparable ever since.

As they grew up, they did everything together. From their Friday ice cream outings (she refused to let him call them dates) to her attending all his baseball games, to hot-wiring her father’s car in high school for a joyride.

It was sometime after she got her first boyfriend when they were sixteen that he noticed the first inklings of stronger emotions bubbling to the surface. Whenever she’d bring her beau around, he’d be filled with seething jealousy. Although he’d certainly never tell her that. He didn’t want to ruin his friendship with her, so he buried the feelings under baseball and drumming- places two and three on the list of things he liked most about life.

He could deny them no longer when they boy she’d been seeing dumped her for another girl. She’s gone to his house sobbing and, being the friend he was, he held her in his arms as she cried, trying his best not to cry himself. He’d always hated seeing her upset.

It was then he knew. He was so hopelessly and madly in love with the girl crying in his arms. So much so it took every ounce of willpower not to kiss her there and then. This wasn’t the time. He was selfishly glad that that chucklehead had screwed up this bad. Maybe now she’d realize that she should be with him instead of that jerk. Unfortunately for him, she never did seem to realize just how deep his feelings for her went. At least not then.

When he was shipped off to Kasserine, she’d written him a letter every week. Telling him the most random bits of her everyday life while he was gone. He always wrote her back- hoping, praying, that maybe absence would make the heart grow fonder, and that maybe she’d finally give him a chance to love her right.

Eventually, her letters started started to revolve more around his absence rather than her own life. How much she missed him, how she couldn’t wait for him to be home, how she missed their ice cream dates. His heart had skipped a beat on the last one. She called it a date. Could it be? Could she finally be starting to feel the same feelings he had been feeling for so long?

He was back home for a brief furlough. He was being shipped off again in a couple of days, either to the Pacific or to Europe. He’d decided to spend it with her, not knowing if he’d ever see her in the flesh again, or if their next meeting would be at heaven’s gates after she’d lived a long life with some other man. Frank hated that thought. He wanted to be the one she spent her life with.

The night prior he’d decided to talk to Nonna about it. Nonna always had good advice for everyone about every subject on God’s green earth, so he figured maybe she’d have some for him too. What did he do with the all the love he had for this girl? Did he let her go and let her be happy with some other guy? Or did he pour his heart out to her and risk ruining their friendship for good?

He said as much to Nonna, who in response whacked him upside the head with her stirring spoon.

“How did I end up with such a stupid boy for a grandson? Are you blind, Francis?” She had yelled at him, whipping her spoon wildly through the air and getting her homemade vodka sauce on everything. He cringed at her usage if his first name. He much preferred to go by Frank, or as (Y/N) called him, Frankie.

“No, Nonna. Just confused.” He responded rubbing his head. “And concussed,” he thought to himself. She didn’t need to hit him to get her point across.

“Frankie, if you haven’t noticed by now, then you’re hopeless! Have you seen the way she looks at you? Have you seen the way she smiles when she’s with you? The way she acts around you? That girl is in love with you and you’re too blind and stupid to see it!” She yelled at him, pointing at him with the spoon and dripping more sauce on the floor and her grandson.

“Nonna, she doesn’t think of me that way. That’s my problem,” he said leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Oh mio Dio! Aiuta questo povero, stupido ragazzo!” Nonna yelled before taking another swing at the man with the sauce-covered spoon. This time he managed to duck out of the way. Why did this crazy lady keep trying to hit him?

“Frankie, Saint Valentine himself couldn’t put together a better match for you than (y/n). Tell her, before it’s too late. Take a leap of faith, Francis. She may surprise you.” Was that all? That wouldn’t help him anymore than another whack with the spoon. “And take a bath before you go. You are covered in sauce.”

“Yeah. No thanks to you, Nonna,” he thought. Could she be right? Did he have a chance? Could she possibly feel the same way about him? He’d have to think about that while he washed the sauce out of his hair.

When he finally got out of the bath and returned to his room, he found that Nonna had left a small box along with a note on his pillow.

“Take the leap” was all the note said, and inside the box was her own engagement ring. The one his grandfather had given her nearly 60 years before. Was she serious? He couldn’t just propose to her out of the blue like this! He’d scare her off for sure. But if Nonna was sure….

He was taking her out on one of their ice cream dates tomorrow. May God and Saint Valentine help him. He was probably out of his mind for doing this. But if it went well, it would all be worth it.

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“What’s wrong, (n/n)?” He asked her, stopping abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk and turning to face her. She looked ready to burst into tears, from what he couldn’t imagine.

“Nothing. I’m fine,” came the abrupt reply. Yep. Something was wrong, and her response said she didn’t want to talk about it.

“I know you better than that. What’s wrong? You know can tell me anything,” he pressed, brushing a rogue lock of (h/c) hair away from her forehead.

“Just lay off, Frank! I’m fine! Just stop!” She yelled at him, batting his hands away. She’d never yelled at him like that before in all the years he’d known her. Not even when his mischievous schemes got them both into trouble. Something was eating at her.

“No you’re not,” he said, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her back in the direction of his house. “We’re not going anywhere until you tell me what on earth is going on.”

She remained quiet as he dragged her back down the block to his house. He turned to look at her before unlocking his front door. Were those tears in her (e/c) eyes? What could possibly be causing her this much emotional turmoil?

What if…? No. It couldn’t be. She’d been fine when he left for basic before Kasserine. She’d given him a hug and sent him on his way with a promise to write to him as often as she could. She hadn’t even shown up to the train station to say goodbye. But what if?

“What is wrong? Please! Tell me what’s wrong, (y/n)! You’re scaring me!” He told her, closing the door behind them and grabbing her by the shoulders. She looked around the room, looking anywhere but his eyes, her hands shoved into her coat pockets. She was beginning to break, a few tears slipping down her cheeks.

“Please. Just tell me what’s wrong. Please, (n/n). I can’t help you unless you tell me what’s wrong.” He could hear the tears in his own voice as he spoke. Damn it! If there was one person who could make him cry, it was (Y/N). She’d never done this. She always told him everything no matter how difficult it was. What was so wrong that she was refusing to tell him this? What if…?

He shook the thought out of his head. This wasn’t the time to be thinking of his own feelings. He pulled her over to the couch and sat down, pulling her down with him.

“Please, just talk to me, (n/n). You’re scaring me,” he told her again, pulling her head to his chest and wrapping his arms around her. It wasn’t lost on him that this was the same position they were in when he first realized how deep his feelings for her went. She was crying into his chest now, and he could feel a few of his own tears beginning to slip over. What if?

He couldn’t. Could he? Was it worth the risk? What was the harm? What if that’s what it’s all been leading to? What if? What if that’s what was bothering her? What if? What if this was the moment for that leap of faith Nonna had told him to take? He took a deep breath, trying to stop his own silent tears. Leap of faith…

“You know I love you, (y/n). I know you do. And I think you love me too. And I think you don’t want me to leave without knowing, but you’re too afraid to say it out loud.”

His feelings were out in the open now, and there was no taking it back. He stroked her hair, hoping and praying that she’d be receptive. If she wasn’t, he’d respect it. It would hurt, but he’d let her go if that’s what she wanted. This girl he knew everything about, he’d love to be the one by her side through all of life’s trials and celebrations.

He rested his head on hers, still softly crying. He rubbed circles on her back, each one speaking a silent ‘I love you.’ Was she holding onto him even tighter now? He held her closer to him, whispering his love into the top of her head, praying that it would sink in. That maybe she’d realize he meant every word. That maybe she’d share his feelings. That maybe they’d have a future together after this cruel war was over. Suddenly he heard her muffled voice in his arms:

“I love you, too.”

Finally. The words he had longed to hear for so many years had escaped her lips. He could cry from the joy he felt in this moment. He would do anything for this girl. He’d swim across the ocean if she wanted him to, she need only speak the word.

Should he? Did he dare? They loved each other already. And they already knew everything there was to know about the other. There was nothing that could be discovered in a courtship that he didn’t already know about her. Would she give him the answer he longed to hear? Leap of faith…

He pulled the ring box out of his pocket. He didn’t know how to ask her. He was risking everything with this one move.

“Wait for me,” he told her, presenting her with the jewelry. “Wait for me, and when I get home we’ll go to the priest and have him marry us. We can have a life together.”

His answer was given to him in the form of a passionate kiss. Fireworks went off in his head as the moment he’d imagined for so long played out better than in his daydreams.

His girl in his arms, a ring on her finger, a future full of promise to come home to. The one leap of faith had paid off.

***And today you mooks learned that yours truly is not only angsty, but is also a hopeless romantic (emphasis on the hopeless). I hope you people that wanted this like how it turned out. And let me know if you want more like this.***

[hail-brod]

A Tale of Woe

Masterlist

Jack Sparrow x FReader

Summary: Gibbs tells Will about the time he saw Captain Jack Sparrow fall in love, betray, and shatter from his own undoing.

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A/N: haha I'm back. Just a short one and it's a Captain Jack Sparrow fic! Didn't see that one coming, eh? You can probably expect more of it. Soon. I'm rolling with so much love for this pirate and other Johnny Depp characters. They'll come around, don't worry (✿◡‿◡)

For the meantime, lemme just release this into the wild. I can't keep suffering like this anymore and not post something TT

Credits to the owner of the GIF; got it from Pinterest.

Warning/s: light angst, betrayal, break-up (heartbreak), alcohol, bit of self-deprecation.

WC: 569

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William Turner could not believe his ears. Hearing the tale Gibbs was relaying unto him was nigh unimaginable.

The Captain Jack Sparrow, reckless and mad and unpredictable, was once a man who could love a woman, leveling his love for the seas. Not a one time thing, but quite a serious one.

“The betrayal part, that I can still imagine. But what exactly happened?” he asked, leaning and intently listening.

The old man darts his eyes around cautiously before answering his question. "Left her alone by the hands of the navy. An’ he just fled from there, choosin’ treasure over her darling freedom. Noble she was. Her family wanted her back. But she didn't want to.”

"So this woman," he started with a frown. “sailed out just to be with Jack?”

“Aye," Gibbs agreed. "Lovely woman, I say. Shame i’ had to end that way.”

The man swigs a drink from his tankard as it clanks back down on the table. Will prances at the thought as he strayed his eyes somewhere behind Gibbs. Could Jack actually do that to someone that's dear to him? To be honest, there shouldn't be much faith given when it comes to him but surely there are some things that could be excused. Maybe a valid reason that could justify his actions?

Even a heartless choice at that?

Who is he kidding? Why should I even bother defending that mad pirate?

“Did Jack even regret it?" he asked once more.

But all he received was a bubble of grumble as it erupts into a chuckle. Hints of redness spreading on his cheeks from the alcohol. “Of course he did. Even more so when he saw the lass again. Shattered him real good. Or bad.”

That perks Will’s attention up, brow raised. "Why?”

"Funny how I don't remember allowing you to share my sob story, Mr. Gibbs.”

The pirate himself stood before them, elbows tucked at his sides as he slightly swayed, eyeing one of them. Eyeing Will.

He didn't look upset, but it unnerved Will seeing the cold expression Jack wore. It was so unlike him. But it was also quite sad. Somehow.

Before he could utter an unflattering apology, Gibbs himself beat him to it.

“My apologies, Capt’n. Rum’s might've gotten through me head too much than usual.”

Even as Gibbs tried to explain himself, Jack didn't break his stare on him. The man walked closer towards Will, staring him down under his nose. At this point, Will isn't even sure if he's actually pissed or just being the unpredictable person that he is.

Moments after, Jack was now bending down onto his level. “Curious, are we?"

Will eyed him suspiciously, wondering what's going through the pirate's mind. “What if I am?" he bit back, tipping up a nod.

Jack Sparrow just smiled. One that can easily be mistaken as satisfaction, but Will can see it. The tight creases at the ends of his smile and the empty hollowness that resided in his eyes. He didn't know Jack Sparrow was capable of such emotions.

The said man leaned back up again, standing on his always wobbly toes. The front of his expression daring to fall.

“Right,” Jack said. "Why don't we start with her good ol' merry family of both husband and children? Sounds about right for self-condemnation, aye?”

Maybe Captain Jack Sparrow is not so heartless as he seemed to be.

Ko-fi?

[gingerteafairy]

the bonds we break (killick x reader x turner)

But now, caught between their cold stares, warm smiles and sweaty uniforms, you wondered if their bond would ever recover—or if love always came at the cost of something precious.

tags: drabble, angst, threesome, breedingkink, no use of y/n, no dialogue, unprotected, smoke.

It was 1938, a year soaked in glamour and unrest, where movies dazzled, parties flourished, and military men strutted in their immaculate uniforms. But for you, it was a fragile solace, a reprieve from the year before—a year you could only describe as the worst. The memory of that harrowing time had been banished to the shadows of your mind, replaced by the vivid recollection of meeting two brothers.

They were opposites in spirit, yet eerily alike in appearance, as if sculpted from the same marble. Dark hair framed their pale faces, their rosy lips soft yet somber, and their oceanic blue eyes—cold and unyielding, like a storm just passed. They were beautiful, almost unnervingly so, but their allure lay not just in their looks but in the profound dichotomy they represented.

William Killick, the elder, carried an air of gravitas that made people stand still. His presence was cloaked in mystery, his pain concealed behind the wisps of smoke curling from his expensive cigarettes. Every movement, every word, hinted at a history he would never share, a heaviness he bore alone. He was serious and intense, like a thundercloud waiting to break, yet there was something undeniably magnetic about him.

Then there was Robbie Turner, the younger brother, whose innocence shone like a light in the dim world around him. His smile carried a warmth that William seemed to have forgotten. Robbie’s eyes brimmed with hope, a naive optimism that made you wonder how he could still believe in goodness when the world seemed to fall apart. Unlike William, who seemed defined by despair, Robbie was untouched by war, unscarred by its horrors—or so it seemed.

You couldn’t help but be drawn to both, caught between the brooding darkness of William and the gentle radiance of Robbie. They were two halves of a coin, two conflicting forces pulling you in opposite directions. And somewhere in the middle, you stood, wondering if love could survive a war of hearts.

You weren’t the type to seek out the bustling world of pubs and parties. Your friends, ever quick with their jabs, often teased you for being a hopeless introvert, the kind of girl who’d never catch a husband. Not that you cared—marriage wasn’t a prize you longed to win, and the notion of trading your youthful freedom for the chains of children and housework felt almost laughable. And yet, your footsteps began leading you to the pub with surprising regularity, drawn by something—or rather, someone—you couldn’t quite resist.

It was there, in the dim haze of laughter and cigarette smoke, that your gaze often lingered on the two brothers. Your eyes darted toward Captain Killick’s icy stare, unwavering and calm, before drifting to Robbie Turner’s softer, gentler features, with a smile that could defeat the devil himself. There were moments, fleeting and stolen, when you allowed yourself to wonder—what would it be like if one of those perfect faces, those striking blue eyes, were mirrored in a child of your own? The thought startled you, the idea of their creations taking shape within your womb—a fantasy you were quick to push aside but never fully able to banish.

They weren’t oblivious to your interest. It was Killick who made the first move, sliding a drink across the bar with a confidence that was both commanding and disarming. His dominance, the natural aura of a man accustomed to leading, brought an unexpected warmth to your chest. For the first time, the idea of a domestic life—tied to a man as formidable as he—didn’t seem entirely unbearable.

Robbie, meanwhile, lingered on the edges of your thoughts, a quieter kind of presence. He didn’t fight for your attention, nor did he compete with his brother’s boldness. Instead, he watched from a distance, his kindness untainted by the sharp edges of ambition or dominance. It was as though he had already surrendered his own feelings for you, yielding to Killick in an act of selfless devotion. After all, William was at the age when men married, when they started families. It seemed only natural for Robbie to step aside and let his brother take the lead.

But it was precisely that selflessness, that pure-heartedness, that made your heart ache for him. Unlike Killick, whose rugged charm hinted at darker depths awakening desire, Robbie felt untouched by the roughness of manhood—a softness you found yourself longing to preserve. You stood at the edge of a precipice.

You weren’t quite sure how it had happened—how you’d found yourself naked nestled between the two brothers, their perfectly pressed uniforms brushing against your body as they leaned in, each vying for your attention, to your heart. Their moans filled the air, both determined to outdo the other, throwing witty marks and charming kisses your way, their voices laced with laughter while they see you arching your back, panting luscious on their hands.

William, ever the commanding presence, was the one to fill you from your delicate hole, his deep voice and moans carrying the kind of authority that silenced a room. But Robbie, with his gentleness and boyish charm, was genuinely happy to watch you drool on the length of his manhood, his eyes lit up in triumph to get a single drop of your DNA that he could think of when he was alone at the war.

You could sense the tension crackling between them, as the bed underneath you, a subtle undercurrent of competition bubbling beneath their polished exteriors, pumping inside you their seed, making true your wonder to have a baby of theirs, precisely Killick, who took his fingers inside to not waste any drop of his sperm, already wondering your extended belly and swelling tits.

For the first time, you began to see cracks in their relationship, fissures carved by the growing question of who truly deserves your attention. You hadn’t meant to cause this rift, hadn’t imagined that their affection for you could wedge itself between them so profoundly. But now, caught between their cold stares, warm smiles and sweaty uniforms, you wondered if their bond would ever recover—or if love always came at the cost of something precious.

[chickentenderx]

too late (William Turner x reader)

570 word count

reader was Will’s best friend since childhood, they grew up with him and watched him fall in love with Elizabeth. They of course also loved him. They went on pirate crusades together, eventually reader left bc they couldn’t deal with it anymore and distance helped the pain. eventually they moved on, got married, had kids. Will comes back after a couple years to find them after he realized his feelings once Elizabeth married the commodore. He tries to convince reader to come away with him but realizes it’s too late for them.

prompt:

unrequited love from a childhood friend, distance, the other realizing their feelings too late

-“I just came to see how you were doing” “and now it’s time for you to leave”

-“I’ll always need you, I love you” “it’s too late”

warnings: ANGST, no uses of y/n, reader is called mama and wears a skirt, la la land esk ending. This feels very rushed and I wrote it with a migraine so leave me alone if it absolutely sucks

“Will?” the man I once knew all those years ago, the man I once loved, is walking towards me through the mist. For a moment I think it’s just my eyes playing tricks.

“surprised to see me?” he stands at his full height, he’s tanned over the years. His face has matured but still has his boyish charm. Donning pirate attire, he holds an aura of confidence he much lacked in his younger years.

“what are you doing here?” disdain evident in my voice although not intentional.

Although taken aback by my curtness, he continues, “I just came to see how you were doing” I can’t help but notice the hopeful glint in his eyes, the strain in his voice as if he’s trying to find the right words.

“and now it’s time for you to leave” I’m not sure where my sudden irritation came from, perhaps it was the years of waiting, the years of wanting and nothing being returned.

Laughing dryly he quirks his brow as a silent question. “what do you mean? I just got here”

“why are you here Will?” his hopeful expression falls, replaced with something I can’t quite place.

“come away with me, like you did once before,” grabbing my hands he pulls me closer to him. “I need you” Pulling away I take a step away from him and let out a strained laugh. His dislike of my reaction clear on his face.

“no you don’t, you’ve never needed me.” Searching his face I try to find any indication of where he’s going with this.

“I’ll always need you, I love you” oh how long my heart had ached for those words. He tries to step closer but for every step closer he takes, I take a step back. I put my hand up between us to stop him.

The ache in my chest starts to burn with feelings I buried many years ago. “you don’t mean that, and anyways it’s too late now”

“no it’s not, just run away with me. Travel with me, live on the sea” the eagerness in his eyes almost makes me want to but…

“Will…” I’m cut off when his eyes flicker over to my home behind me. The sound of small feet pattering on stone comes close till my son comes up hiding behind my skirt looking at Will skeptically,

“who’s that mama?” the small voice of my young son cuts through the silence between us. Turning to his slightly I whisper with a bittersweet smile,

“no one sweetie, go on back inside.” Gently I pull my son from my leg while gesturing towards our house. “I’ll be there in a minute”

“I- I didn’t know, I’m sorry. I’ll go” before he can turn away I take his hands in mine, still rough from those years of blacksmithing and life at sea,

“a part of my heart will always belong to you, and it always has. But I’ve made a life for myself here, one day I hope the same for you” I can’t bring myself to look into his teary eyes so slowly I bring his knuckles to my mouth, kissing them gently before letting him go. He turns his back and only then do I lift my head up. That was the last time I’d see William Turner, walking away into the morning fog. Only a single tear fell upon the sand that day.

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caitlyn kiramman

viktor

mel madarda

ekko

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silco

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castiel

the hunger games —

peeta mellark

finnick odair

katniss everdeen

coriolanus snow

lucy gray baird

tigris snow

johanna mason

billy the kid —

billy bonney

jesse evans

harry potter —

remus lupin

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james potter

lily potter

bellatrix lestrange

blaise zabini

tom riddle

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yellowjackets —

lottie matthews

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taissa turner

shauna shipman

van palmer

travis martinez

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arthur morgan

sadie adler

john marston

charles smith

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ahsoka tano

luke skywalker

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ellie williams

joel miller

tess servopoulos

dina phantasmagoria

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maggie rhee

rick grimes

daryl dixon

shane walsh

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glenn rhee

rosita espinosa

negan smith

tara chambers

king ezekiel

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magna

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pietro maximoff

natasha romanoff

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daemon targaryen

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rue bennett

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elliot hill

lexi howard

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daisy jones and the six —

daisy jones

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graham dunne

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𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬 𝑰 : 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓

— To say the least, I will strictly stick to writing for historical / fantasy esque fandoms ( assassin's creed, lord of the rings, the hobbit, pirates of the caribbean, our flag means death ). It is a possibility I could include more over time, but as of now this is it. The following is a list I composed of characters, just to be specific and create less disappointment for individuals who sought for someone I won't write.

ASSASSIN'S CREED

𝐈 :: Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad; Malik Al-Sayf

𝐈𝐈 :: Ezio Auditore de Firenze; Leonardo Da Vinci

𝐈𝐈𝐈 :: Connor Kenway; Haytham Kenway

𝐈𝐕: 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐆 :: Edward Kenway

𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :: Shay Cormac; George Monro

𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 :: Arno Dorian; Elise De La Serre

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 :: Jacob Frye; Evie Frye

𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀 :: Eivor Varinsson/Varinsdottir

TOLKIEN

𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 :: Frodo Baggins; Samwise Gamgee; Peregrine "Pippin" Took; Meriadoc "Merry" Brandybuck; Aragorn II Elessar; Legolas Thranduillon; Boromir; Faramir; Eomer; Eowyn

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐓 :: Bilbo Baggins; Thorin Oakenshield; Fili; Kili; Thranduil; Elrond; Lindir; Tauriel; Bard

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

Jack Sparrow

James Norringron

William Turner Jr.

Elizabeth Swann

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH

Stede Bonnet

Edward "Blackbeard" Teach

Israel "Izzy" Hands

Jim Jimenez

(THIS LIST IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE)

𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬 𝑰𝑰 : 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆

— I don't have a specific preference for what format ( i.e. headcanons, oneshots, full on fics etc.) I would write things in, so you can expect a mix of all of them if I have the energy. I write for female, male, and gender neutral readers.

— I AM to include dark content in my writings: that includes things like violence/blood, yandere behavior, and alcoholism; but I WILL NOT get to rape or incest. Speaking of sex, I WON'T write any sexual content in general: the closest to that is suggestive content, like kissing/making out and touching. I won't write any angst either, simply because I'm bad at invoking sadness in writing.

𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬 𝑰𝑰𝑰 : 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 / 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈

— My update schedule can be slow, or just generally very wonky considering I'm an IB student, and I additionally have ATROCIOUS procrastination issues. Basically, please have patience.

— Again, I do NOT write full on smut, rape, nor incest. Any request or ask hinting at that will be deleted immediately.

— I won't tell adults beyond something something age to not interact, as the fandoms I intend to write for ( assassins creed) would draw adult readers here anyway. But I need all of you, minors AND adults, to be mindful of what tags and warnings I include to the fics you read from me, as the dark content I write can be triggering to some people.

𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬 𝑰𝑽 : 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

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[kcrabb88]

I Never Did Enjoy Hanging Out With You: A QuinObi Playlist

Listen Here!

With A Little Help From My Friends by The Beatles / Shut Up and Dance by Walk the Moon / Kick Drum Heart by The Avett Brothers / Fearless by Taylor Swift / Talk by Hozier / End Up Here by 5 Seconds of Summer / Sleeping with a Friend by Neon Trees / Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious by The Amazing Devil / Never Look Away by Vienna Teng / Laughter Lines by Bastille / Right in Time by Lucinda Williams / Who We Are by Hozier

A Case of You by James Blake / The Way I Tend to Be by Frank Turner / Not Yet & Love Run by The Amazing Devil / I Want to Hold Your Hand by Chester See / I, Carrion by Hozier / Change of Time by Josh Ritter / Collide by Howie Day / The Magic Position by Patrick Wolf / Come On Get Higher by Matt Nathanson / Sunlight by Hozier / Fair by The Amazing Devil / Dancing in the Moonlight by King Harvest / House by Patrick Wolf / We Belong by Pat Benatar / Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer / Ain't No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terell

(This kind of loosely follows the trail of Padawans with crushes to FWB to longing angst and other loves while still being in love in their weird way to commitment of my Shoulder the Sky/Whispers From the Dead fix-it verse and its backstory, but can be enjoyed for QuinObi generally too!)

[gabbylovetime]

so I decided to make another AU called "Horror Dream AU" the main character is Celeste a possessed creature that was possessed by a young teen named "Kiara" this AU will be released in after July

Celeste

Real name: none

Age: 12-13 (forever)

Species: Possessed creature (doll)

Personality: peaceful calm quiet

Created: 2000s

Caused of death: was shot by Matthew but survived at the end

Gender: gender fluid

Sexuality: single (not attracted to anybody)

Pronouns: he/they/she/it

Voice claim: Circus Baby (SL:FNAF)

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⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

- eating discords

- father issues

- mother issues

- nightmares

- 13+ 19+

- sexualizing

- disrespecting

- emotional abuse

- family issues

- possessed dolls

- talking back

- bloody themes

- creepy drawing images

- throwing up

- abuse

- 14+ 16+ 18+ 15+

- flashbacks

- creepy masks

- scamming

- car accidents

- deaths

- dying wish

- death wish

- glitching

- angst

- fake friends

- ex - friends

- depression

- mild depression

- dark themes

- dark humor

- deaths

- 19+ 20+

- crying

- tears

- dark Childhood

- Humiliation

- embarrassment

- Drugs

- Drinking

- Car Crashing

- menaces

- Spoilers

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Description

"horror dream AU is about a 15-16 year old teenager named Kiara who is always talking back to their parents because they never want them to make their own decisions when they were 18-19 or 19-20 Kiara never listened to them they usually talk back to them and gets disciplined of that in 2004 Kiara was found dead by a doll creater named Matthew a 73-74 year old man who created and makes dolls Matthew created Celeste in the 2000s and then Kiara now possesses Celeste and now things have to go back to normal"

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Characters

Kiara Stephanie Williams

Kiara is a nonbinary teen who lives in • Vill Pill • Kiara is a somber attentional and is pretty unpopular they used to be kind and sweet as a kid but ended dealing with drugs and beer when they were 13-14 Kiara is quietly rude and hot - headed but acts gentle and pretty petty and kinda picky

Tiffany Gabby Williams

Tiffany is the mother of Kiara she is a transfeminine and straight woman who was never accepted by her parents when she 18-19 Tiffany could have probably moved on but still feel the same about something Tiffany never care about Arthur and wants to protect Kiara but after the death of Kiara she decided to be a abusive woman and became a disgusting cheater

Arthur Sammy Williams

Arthur is a caring father but after the death of Kiara Arthur was devastated that Tiffany kept cheating on him Arthur hates Tiffany and now wants her to be gone for good and only wants to be with his daughter at heaven Arthur never cares about Tiffany but cares about Kiara for sure

Matthew Timmy Turner's

Matthew is a 73-74 year old man who creates dolls in the 90s Matthew doesn't like children when he was a child he wants to be doll creater since he's a adult he hates kids/minors/children Matthew always wants to have attention in the teenage years he used to date a teenage girl but he always treated him like crap and kept sexualizing her and he never understand her

Celeste (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

Celeste possessed the teenage girl Kiara in the 2000s Celeste was the 1st doll that was created by Matthew Celeste was never evil they was a peaceful and gentle doll but seem to always have 2 sides of it Celeste doesn't have a middle name or last name but their middle and last name is "Sydney" "Jones"

Sydney is his middle name and Jones is her last name Celeste never understand about humanity due to their species but now understanding it it never shown themselves to anybody in the VHS tapes Celeste went to a small house alone seeing their fake friends (except Thomas) all dead he sit all the couch looking at the screen all emotionless showing no emotion but then got up saw a piece of dry cake on the ground she pick it up opening it up and started crying remembering all the normal memories it have Celeste and the other dolls and experiments now Celeste stuffer the most and now staring to have C - PTSD

Rosa (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

Rosa is the 2nd doll who was created by Matthew Turners she was the most loved doll back in 2003 while Celeste was created in the 2000s Rosa possessed a little girl named Laura a 5-6 year old little girl who was missing in day 6 Rosa was the sweetest dolls of them all however Rosa was unfortunately navie and completed Rosa thinks Celeste was the one who killed the others but it wasn't Rosa hates Celeste in the presence Rosa never liked Celeste in the past to begin with Rosa betrayed Celeste and acts vengeful to her because she thinks Celeste was the real villain while the real villain was Matthew

Coffee (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

coffee is the 3rd doll that wasn't created by Matthew she (gender: bisexual she/her/he/him) was created by Matthews EX - wife Sofia coffee is the oldest of the "Charming Dolls" coffee was possessed by a young college student named Timmy a 21-22 year old college student who graduated college from the early - 2000s after Matthew created Celeste coffee never hated Celeste coffee doesn't like him at the end coffee used to be a kind generous and child - like doll but now become a insecure horrid and mature doll who acts grown even tho he is the oldest coffee suffer from PTSD while Celeste suffer from C - PTSD

Moon (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

Moon is 4th doll that was created by Matthew moon is agender that means no gender moon is the youngest of The "Charming Dolls" moon isn't possessed by someone moon is control by a puppet moon is barely unstable and easily manipulated someone moon is a sweetheart but has the ability to make people feel bad for moon moon was the only one who became a psycho after thinking Matthew was the one who took The Charming Dolls except moon moon goes crazy and start to become innocent when others doesn't mind that the fact moon became a crazy doll

Thomas (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

Thomas is the 5th doll to be created by Matthew Thomas was the only one who closely trust Celeste Thomas is Celeste close friend he suddenly treats Celeste like a younger sister Thomas is possessed by a toddler named Kyle Thomas nearly shown respect to Celeste and the others unlike the others Thomas sacrifice himself and wants to move on instead but Thomas is always there for Celeste Thomas was completely alone forever and begin to be sad after everybody left him Matthew betrayed Celeste Thomas knows Matthew was the real traitor and after all these things Thomas is gotta get revenge on Matthew

Chip (REDACTED) (REDACTED)

chip is the last doll to be created by Matthew chip was the most youngest of the Charming Dolls chip was possessed by a young baby named sal a young baby who died in a car crash by his drunk mother chip was a happy and positive doll baby chip was not killed but was hurt the most he was left by moon and ended getting abused by Matthew chip never ever want to be with Matthew chip was everyone most least hated because how annoying he is chip started became emotional and started crying every day chip had to take care of himself of protect from danger but now since Celeste found him perfectly he have to protect chip no matter what it takes

If your sensitive to this kind of stuff then don't like it you been warned ok?

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"I'm so sorry"

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Release date: August 1st 2023

[sacredwarrior88]

What's Love Got To Do With It (Spencer Reid x OC)

Summary: Zafina Cartwright meets Spencer Reid thanks to mutual friends and despite claiming to not want a relationship due to her traumatic divorce, she still desires Spencer especially physically which leads to her feelings becoming stronger than anticipated and she lets Spencer go to protect her heart and his.

Warnings: Age gap (OC is 10 years older), mention of sex (18+ only), angst, brief mention of serial murder and rape

Tagging: @reidsbtch who inspired me to write this! Thank you baby! @reiderwriter

What’s love got to do, got to do with it? What’s love but a secondhand emotion? What’s love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?

Ice Queen. That is what most people called her. Ice Queen. Although the nickname was born out of derision and dislike at first, Zafina Cartwright owned it and it eventually became a term of endearment. Being in the military for so long made her develop thick skin and a hardness that made even the strongest of men fear her. Softness wasn’t in Zafina’s vocabulary nor was it in her nature.

However there was one man that changed all of that for her and was doing things to her that she never thought it possible for a man to do. Dr. Spencer Reid who was an FBI agent and major genius as well as 10 years her junior. Zafina’s ex-husband Emmett Washington was a serial killer and rapist and he absolutely ruined love and relationships for her. At first, all she wanted to focus on was her career and raising her 4 kids but they were growing up and her first 2 kids were already grown and out of the house. Her last two were teens but definitely independent enough to take care of themselves. This gave Zafina a lot of free time especially since she was getting ready to retire from the Army.

Enter Spencer Reid. She had met him thanks to her childhood friend William Lamontagne Jr who was married to Jennifer Jareau. Zafina never expected to hit it off with the BAU but she did with a quickness and the attraction between her and Spencer was obvious to everyone. Zafina was skeptical about pursuing anything with Spencer because of the age gap between them as well as not wanting to fall in love ever again. But she had needs and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t find Spencer very attractive.

Fast forward to a year later. Spencer was now laying in Zafina’s bed spooning her and kissing the back of her neck. Zafina shivered lightly as she felt a breeze against her naked body and smiled lightly as Spencer held her tighter. Every chance Spencer got, he was always at Zafina’s place and the sex between them was mind blowing to say the least. No man had ever been able to satisfy her like Spencer did! Not even her ex-husband! 

Zafina’s eyes widened as Spencer whispered those three forbidden words in her ear. The words that she told him to never say because she didn’t have the heart to love again. The words that she didn’t want to hear because she’d be forced to face her fears.

“I love you.”

“Spencer, don't do that. We’ve been through this. This is strictly casual, remember?”

“Yes I know. But let’s not pretend that we haven’t gotten closer in the past year either. I’ve been spending the night more and more and you’re even cooking for me every time I come over. I’m not going to deny my feelings anymore Zafina. I’m in love with you. And I would appreciate it if you tell me the truth. How do you really feel?”

Damn it Spencer! Why did he have to admit his feelings now? Things were going so well too! Zafina could feel her heart racing and she knew that she had to end things before someone got hurt. Deep down inside, Zafina knew that she loved Spencer too but she couldn’t risk having her heart broken again. Assuming she had one to begin with.

“I feel nothing Spencer. This whole affair has been purely physical for me. It’s been amazing don’t get me wrong but I have no love for you. I can’t give you what you’re looking for. I can only give you physical pleasure.”

“You can’t or you won’t?”

“I can’t. I’m sorry.”

If only Spencer could read minds and see that Zafina was lying. All she wanted to do was pull him into her arms and make mad, passionate love to him all over again while loudly declaring her love for him. But her fear was too strong to overcome and Zafina had powerful ice walls to protect herself. She wasn’t called the Ice Queen for nothing!

“That’s not good enough for me. I want all of you, not just a part of you. I can’t do this anymore Zafina.”

She didn’t say a word as Spencer got up and got dressed. What could she say? It wouldn’t change anything. It would just cause unnecessary confusion. Zafina had to let Spencer go for his sake as well as hers.

It was for the best. Or was it? Zafina’s heart was screaming for her to go after Spencer but her body wouldn’t obey. It was for her own protection. Or at least that’s what her mind was telling her.

“Goodbye Spencer.”

Those were the last words Zafina said to him before he walked out the door and her already fragile heart shattered into a million pieces.

I’ve been taking on a new direction And I have to say I’ve been thinking about my own protection It scares me to feel this way

[ao3feedbmw]

Autumn in Philadelphia Trilogy

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories:

F/M

Multi

Fandoms:

Boy Meets World

Girl Meets World

Relationships:

Shawn Hunter & Jonathan Turner

Jonathan Turner/Audrey Andrews (JTW)

Shawn Hunter & Cory Matthews

Cory Matthews & Jonathan Turner

Topanga Lawrence-Matthews/Cory Matthews

Jonathan Turner/Jonathan Turner’s Wife

Characters:

Jonathan Turner

Shawn Hunter

Audrey Andrews (JTW)

Jonathan Turner’s wife

Cory Matthews

Topanga Lawrence-Matthews

Eli Williams

Katherine Tompkins

Maya Hart

Chet Hunter

Virna Hunter

Other BMW characters

Other GMW characters

Original Child Character(s)

Original Characters

Eddie Hunter

Additional Tags:

Jon’s story through Shawn’s eyes

Canon Compliant

Missing Scenes

continuity issues explained

Character studies

Mystery

Revenge

Romance

Angst and Drama

Blackmail

Hurt/Comfort

Eating Disorders

Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism

Past Child Abuse

Drug Use

Drug Addiction

Pregnancy

Families of Choice

Family Drama

Family Feels

Adoption

Prodigal son

Father-Son Relationship

Mother-Son Relationship

Reconciliation

Estrangement

Age Difference

Family Fluff

Family Bonding

part of a slow burn romance if you're reading in the series in order

[ao3feed-superbat]

The Contract

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GJ84q2F by imanaddictiveiguess Eons upon eons have passed since Hadrian "Harry Potter" Black became Death's master. Now expertly wielding powers that preside over both death and magic throughout all of existence and his world now long gone; Hadrian after mourning his friend's and lost world eventually took Death's offer and stayed by their side balancing the cosmos. Now millennia afterwards Death saw it fit to drop him in a new reality where super heroes and villains exist often facing world ending disasters like every other Tuesday. His new duty is that he must help keep this universe from imploding on its self all while on "vacation". No big deal right? Words: 2213, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, DCU (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Harry Potter, Slade Wilson, Rose Wilson, William Randolph Wintergreen, Death (Harry Potter), Diana (Wonder Woman) Relationships: Harry Potter/Slade Wilson, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Arthur Curry/Mera (DCU), Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Barbara Gordon/Kara Zor-El, GQ Edwards/Waylon Jones, Floyd Lawton/Ben Turner, Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Steve Trevor Additional Tags: Master of Death Harry Potter, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Romance, Shameless Smut, Worldbuilding read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GJ84q2F

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

The Contract

by imanaddictiveiguess Eons upon eons have passed since Hadrian "Harry Potter" Black became Death's master. Now expertly wielding powers that preside over both death and magic throughout all of existence and his world now long gone; Hadrian after mourning his friend's and lost world eventually took Death's offer and stayed by their side balancing the cosmos. Now millennia afterwards Death saw it fit to drop him in a new reality where super heroes and villains exist often facing world ending disasters like every other Tuesday. His new duty is that he must help keep this universe from imploding on its self all while on "vacation". No big deal right? Words: 1533, Chapters: 2/20, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, DCU (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Harry Potter, Slade Wilson, Rose Wilson, William Randolph Wintergreen, Death (Harry Potter), Diana (Wonder Woman) Relationships: Harry Potter/Slade Wilson, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Arthur Curry/Mera (DCU), Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Barbara Gordon/Kara Zor-El, GQ Edwards/Waylon Jones, Floyd Lawton/Ben Turner, Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Steve Trevor Additional Tags: Master of Death Harry Potter, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Romance, Shameless Smut, Worldbuilding via https://ift.tt/65O4RTr

[lizabethstucker]

The Year's Best Science Fiction, 12th Annual Collection

3.5 out of 5

A collection of twenty-three of 1994's best science fiction stories as selected by editor Gardner Dozois.

The book begins with Dozois' extensive summary of the year in science fiction and his concerns for the future of science fiction as a genre. Reading his 1994 observations in 2024, thirty years later, is both jarring and sad when you consider how many of the magazines mentioned no longer exist. I know most genre fiction (mystery, science fiction, fantasy in particular) go through moments where writers, critics, and anthologists are worried/predicting its destruction. I can remember hearing that worry in the late 1960s (science fiction), the 1970s (fantasy), and pretty much every decade for mystery. It never really happened, although there were always growing pains as the tropes changed. I've stopped worrying about it.

There's a fair mix of humor and angst, tragedy and farce within these pages, which I personally appreciate as it keeps the reading experience from becoming monotonous.

Contents

"Forgiveness Day" by Ursula K. Le Guin, 4 out of 5. "The Remoras" by Robert Reed, 4.5 out of 5. "Nekropolis" by Maureen F. McHugh, 3 out of 5. "Margin of Error" by Nancy Kress, 4.5 out of 5. "Cilia-of-Gold" by Stephen Baxter, 2.5 out of 5. "Going After Old Man Alabama" by William Sanders, 3.5 out of 5. "Melodies of the Heart" by Michael F. Flynn, 5 out of 5. "The Hole in the Hole" by Terry Bisson, 3.5 out of 5. "Paris in June" by Pat Cadigan, 2 out of 5. "Flowering Mandrake" by George Turner, 3 out of 5. "None So Blind" by Joe Haldeman, 3 out of 5. "Cocoon" by Greg Egan, 4 out of 5. "Seven Views of Olduvai Gorge" by Mike Resnick, 4.5 out of 5. "Dead Space for the Unexpected" by Geoff Ryman, 3 out of 5. "Cri de Coeur" by Michael Bishop, 3 out of 5. "The Sawing Boys" by Howard Waldrop, 2 out of 5. "The Matter of Seggri" by Ursula K. Le Guin, 4 out of 5. "Ylem" by Eliot Fintushel, 3 out of 5. "Asylum" by Katharine Kerr, 4.5 out of 5. "Red Elvis" by Walter Jon Williams, 3 out of 5. "California Dreamer" by Mary Rosenblum, 3 out of 5. "Split Light" by Lisa Goldenstein, 3 out of 5. "Les Fleurs du Mal" by Brian Stableford, 3 out of 5.

Some of my favorites include: "Margin of Error" which had a particularly satisfying revenge; "Melodies of the Heart" almost killed me emotionally; and "Asylum" which is frighteningly close to what we are facing in 2024.

A few of the stories disappointed me greatly, having such wonderful plots, terrific flow, and interesting characters, only to crash and burn the endings. No matter how great a story might be, if you can't stick the ending, it's all for nothing. Despite that, I'm still glad that I picked up this collection at the Friends of the Library store.

[debbie-anniversary]

Fanfiction Spotlight

Hi all! This is Debbie Anniversary coming to you on a very cold January morning with a small showcase of my work on AO3.

This is not by any means a master list of all my work (currently standing at 31 stories), but rather some of the favorites according to my readers with a few of mine chucked in for good measure. Please check them out if you're interested! <3

Some of the fandoms I've written for include:

Stardew Valley

Pirates of the Caribbean

Kingdom Hearts

Death Note

Iron Giant

Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy)

Labyrinth

Hitman

If you want to read my other stories and leave any comments or kudos, that would absolutely make my year! Thanks and stay warm!

Stardew Valley

Every Waking Moment - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Alex/Female Player; Alex (Stardew Valley)/Reader

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Domestic & Romantic Fluff, Make-Ups

One Shot - 1,971 words

Summary: He still hated you for not being careful last night. Before you stormed out the door, you shot him an ugly look, leaving him standing on the stairwell, your little boy in his arms.

Pirates of the Caribbean

Jellyfish - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Elizabeth Swann/Will Turner

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Main Themes: Canon-Compliant, Missing Scenes, Swordfighting/Training, Romance

One Shot - 1,518 words

Summary: ~Elizabeth withdrew one of the weapons and admired how it glinted in the light when another blade gently struck against it. She looked up and met Will’s soft expression.~ Will teaches Elizabeth how to properly swordfight.

Dead to Me - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Jack Sparrow/Elizabeth Swann

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Canon-Compliant, Introspection, Guilt, Mutually Unrequited, Vignette

Quadruple Drabble

Summary: ~She lies to herself, knowing she desires so much more than to just speak with him.~ Elizabeth considers her history with Jack when she sees him again in Davy Jones's Locker.

When He Calls - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Jack Sparrow/Elizabeth Swann

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Poetry - Free Verse, Friendship/Love

Drabble - 228 words

Summary: ~ I know he calls me "Bonnie Lass," and he called me "Dearie” once, but he rarely calls me "Lovely." ~

Kingdom Hearts

Midnight Mocha - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Terra (Kingdom Hearts)/Reader

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, Coffee & Couch Cuddles, Angst with Happy Ending

One Shot (broken into two parts) - 4,037 words

Summary: You live with three other keyblade wielders, training for your own destiny. Your heart is drawn to the man that you spar with every day.

Death Note

Dreaming - Complete - AO3

No Pairings, General Fiction with Light, L, & Misa

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Kidfic, Friendship, Fluff

One Shot - 2,432 words

Summary: L rarely sleeps. The two other children he's come to know in the orphanage keep him company while he's awake.

Iron Giant

Hands of Design - [Ongoing] - AO3

Pairings: Annie Hughes/Dean McCoppin

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Post-Canon, Artists, Love Confessions, Christmas Fluff, Character Introspection

Multi-Chapter [Ongoing] - 3,448 words

Summary: A little over a year has passed since the Iron Giant sacrificed himself to save the citizens of Rockwell. While most returned to a routine way of living, Dean focused on the strong emotions that continuously pulled him towards a familiar face. A familiar face who may not receive a gift this year from Dean due to his indecisiveness.

Star Wars

Smooth Gelato - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker

Rating: General Audiences

Main Themes: Slice of Life, Canon Divergence, Family Fluff

One Shot - 743 words

Summary: Anakin and Padmé take their children out for a small sweet treat.

Labyrinth

The Retainer - Complete - AO3

Pairings: Jareth/Sarah Williams (Labyrinth)

Rating: Mature

Main Themes: Post-Canon, Time Skips, Regret, References to Depression, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

One Shot - 1,720 words

Summary: Within the first few months following the events of the labyrinth, Sarah easily fooled herself into thinking she had held the victory. That she had moved on. That her life had resumed as normal. ~Rated M for various heavy/sensitive themes.~

Hitman

The Golden Rule - Complete - AO3

No Pairings, General Fiction

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Main Themes: Character Study, Introspection

One Shot - 1,104 words

Summary: Agent 47 reflects on his professional motives after he completes his mission in Whittleton Creek.

[gremlin-writes-angst]

Actually yes again cause I've had some more thoughts

What if treasures turner was Vincent or sam

I know for the most part of sams story that doesn't make alot of sense, but it still fun to imagine

Either way it would add a different angst because porter would probably believe it was ment to hurt him, that that was the vamps idea. Making treasure part of his torture

I also saw a post by someone ( comment of you know who cause i forgot) about porter turning darling and though sam and darlin relationship is stronger then porter and treasures i still think something like this would ruin sam.

He wouldn't take it out On darlin, but porter and the clan. He almost becomes unbearable to the point that Vincent questions his loyalty to sam

Sam might even distance himself from darlin, sending them to spend most of their days and nights with the pack, say it for them, so even as a vamp they still have that connection. But they all know it because he's struggling around them, blaming himself and his affiliation with the clan.

On a twisted world maybe porter turned darlin as retaliation, causeing a huge ripple in the already unsteady solaire clan

Back to treasure, porters a wreck, to much of a wreck to help the newly turned treasure, the blood lust and loud noise cause them to become almost rampant, till their turner, or just some solaire clan members helps them. Making porter believe they're being held captive when in reality this is the safer option.

Also I think the most damage to porter, would be if William, fir whatever reason, was the one that turned treasure

Imagine the broken words of porter confronting william

"Why- You know - i told you about me- my past-my turning. How could you know that and - and turn them?"

I know it's a mess of a post but I have soooo many thoughts and possibilities

I'm a different person but the porter turning treasure post go me thinking

What if treasure was hurt, like near death hurt

And porter wasn't there, he was going as fast as he could to get to them But he wasnt fast enough

But someone was, someone that knew porters love for treasure

A very naive vampire that was truly, just trying to help, turns treasure

Porter arriving just to late. Flashes of his past turning cause his anger to rise as he scares the vamp away

He struggles to even look at treasure

The scene so familiar to his own turning

Treasure , barely awake, can feal the distaste porter has for them

Treasure that blame themselves

Porter that makes sure treasure is cared for ,but can't bring himself to see them

He can't change what happen.

Porter blames himself

Treasure blames themselves

Both of them believe its unforgivable

hey so

ouch

that was mean

[oceangirl24]

Autumn in Philadelphia

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Twenty years ago, Shawn Hunter had the opportunity to have the kind of family Cory Matthews had, but a jealous ex-girlfriend of his foster father destroyed that chance. After 17 years on the run, he has a chance for that happy ending again. But he isn't the only one who's back. As history gets set to repeat itself, Shawn enlists the help of his best friends and newly found sister to correct the mistakes of the past.

A Jonathan Turner and Shawn Hunter story with the entire BMW and GMW cast set in 1995 and 2015.

Illustrations by Vanessa.

Book II begins Chapter 17

The Boogeyman Cometh: Shawn's encounter with the Boogeyman leaves a mark. And a strange theft leaves the family shaken.