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yowumi · 3 months ago

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Hotshot surgeon Gojo x Medical Student Reader Ft. Hotshot Surgeon Suguru [ modern au ] TW. Pregnancy & Love Triangle

shotgun wedding CH. 02 | Diagnosis

summary. Satoru Gojo, The states #1 Neurosurgeon, known for his wealthy clan. He was known for his success, parties, and his willingness to fuck anybody and everybody in a 10 mile radius. Unfortunately, one unlucky night, you make the wise decision to do what any hard working young medical student would do when faced with a sexy doctor…you sleep with him in which changes your life forever.

warnings. Accidental pregnancy, no protection (wrap it before you tap it), love triangle, roommates (they all live together), arranged marriage, satoru is a bit of a meanie, plot twists, angst, smut, you only end up with one.

A/N. this is my first time writing a fanfic, although i’ve always wanted to! i’m always open to take constructive criticism or any tips to make my writing better! I hope you guys enjoy and definitely lemme know if you have any suggestions, read well luv <3

keep up! // ch. 1 // ch. 2 // ch. 3 (coming soon)

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getting used to Satoru’s house wasn’t easy, for all the woman dreaming to be feet away from him at all times should think again.

one of the major problems was the noise. he must have some type of superhuman strength on his dick or something because whenever he was home, he was using it like there was no tomorrow.

from the room over you could hear the moans from the room across the hall, soft chants almost religious screaming ‘Satoru’ and lewd comments you wish you had forgotten.

on top of that, he hated wearing clothes around the house. his poor maid is probably traumatized from the things she has seen because he is allergic to clothes when he’s at home, constantly walking around shirtless or in his boxers.

just the second day in, the creek of his door was open and you caught a glimpse of his bare ass just out in the open.

never in your life did you think a man’s ass would look edible…

although, not even Hercules himself could get that information out of you.

Suguru on the other hand was a great house mate, constantly cleaning up behind you, offering to cook for you and do your laundry.

he didn’t make noise and wouldn’t bring woman home, although he definitely used to considering satoru’s life concerning comments on how suguru has changed his habits of being a man whore since you’ve moved in.

“I wouldn’t want to cause noise for the woman, she doesn’t need more extra stress, she already has to deal with you as the baby father, satoru” he grins at his cheeky remark as satoru pouts.

one thing you couldn’t complain about though was how spacious and comfortable everything was in the house. it was no secret satoru was rich and came from money but seeing his wealth in person almost felt overwhelming.

you wake up to vomiting once again, the whole stress of the situation now has been a bit overwhelming and you can’t deny pregnancy is taking a toll on you.

your maid is holding back your hair as you vomit straight into the toilet, perhaps maybe it was from all that thinking of satoru.

“Ms. Y/n L/N, Mr. Geto has suggested you stay home from work until you feel better” she says while patting a hand on your back comfortingly.

“I should be fine, it’s nothing i can’t handle and besides, i’m in a hospital so if push comes to shove, i’m in the same building as the two of them, although i doubt anything horrible would happen. it’s nothing more than pregnancy sickness” you say reassuring her seeing the worry across her face.

you give her a comforting smile and she seems to relax just a bit.

“hey, you’ve worked her for quite some time right?” you ask

she replies with a nod, “yes ma’am”

“well…i have some concerns, i don’t know satoru or geto too well before all of this and i would like to know your thoughts on them, they are obviously playing a huge role in my life now that i’m carrying satorus child and staying here, i would just like another persons opinion on who they really are.”

she pauses for a second almost surprised you would ask her that question out of all people but to be fair, you didn’t have much options to choose from, it was either her or megumi.

[ megumi would have said to run for the hills ]

“well, i was hired by satoru when he was just barely an adult so i would have known him for about a decade by now, but my personal opinion is that he really does mean well, he’s a good person and has a big heart, he can be a handful but he means well deep down, to be fair, he is letting you stay in his house rent free-“ she catches herself in what she’s saying and she lets out a gasp,

“oh i’m so sorry miss! i didn’t mean to offend you or anything-“ she starts apologizing frantically as she bows down in apology.

you giggle at her motions and stop her from bowing “haha it’s okay, i suppose you do have a point”

she blushes at your understanding of her behavior, “when i first moved her, i didn’t have much money and made my living off of being a maid, i’ve dealt with many house owners but satoru is by far the most generous. he has helped me pay for my child’s schooling and has helped me more times i could count, i don’t know what kind of father he will be or person he will be towards you but i know he will try his best at whatever it is you need him to be…for you and your child.” she says giving you a light hearted smile, you can tell she truly means what she says.

“and suguru…?” you almost forgot, you almost feel embarrassed asking about him. after all, you didn’t really need to know about him but you were still interested…just as any other person who lives with someone new would be…right?

“oh yes, suguru! he’s a very kind man, he has lived here for about 5 years with satoru, the two seem to get along very well. he’s a generous man and very friendly although it’s hard to see his interior..” she says

“interior?” you ask now curious.

what did that mean?

“well…it’s almost like an empty smile, it’s warm and gentle and it makes you feel welcome but something about him almost feels unreal, like it’s a mask he uses to perhaps hide how really feels. even when him and satoru argue, he seems to keep his good attitude but it makes you wonder what’s really going on, you know?” she is now seeing the worry in your face as she says this and continues,

“oh but i’m sure it’s nothing to be worried about, he is a generous man and very helpful, he seems to care about you a lot nonetheless! his intentions seem very pure and kind hearted, i was just stating that he seems like he has more depth underneath his smile” she says patting your hand in comfort and you smile.

you appreciate her advice towards the boys, it almost helps you have a better understanding of the two.

*knock knock

you hear a deep voice echoing behind the door, “mind if i come in”

satoru.

your maid turns towards you looking for your approval and you nod as she opens the door for satoru to come in and he sees you on the bathroom floor.

“is everything alright in here? don’t tell me you’ve thrown up again?” he asks walking closer to bend down to speak to you.

“it’s just morning sickness, i’ll be fine” you say as your maid passes you a glass of water from your nightstand.

“hmmm” is the sound satoru makes as he thinks to himself, “you’re taking the day off today, i’ll let shoko know for you, i’ve gotta go in anyways to sign some stuff anyways” he says making a groaning noise at the mention of signing papers all day.

“yeah yeah i get it dad” you say rolling your eyes as you get up off the floor, satoru offers out his hand so you can use it to help you stand.

“will you be okay for the rest of the day, should i bring you anything back? do you need ibuprofen or something”

“some gummy bears would be nice” you say and he shoots you finger guns as he makes his way towards the gun

“you’ve got it” he says as he makes his way out with a light wave goodbye as he walks out.

a small alarm beeped from your maids watch as she seemed startled by the noise, “oh that’s lunch, i will be back here in the afternoon, if you need anything Mr. Suguru should be home soon, i suggest some rest for now” she says as she sees her way out.

this gave you time to rest up today before going back to work where you’ll have to work up the courage to tell nobara, yuji and megumi about the news.

you’ve been dodging their messages, there was probably about 200 messages from nobara and yuji themselves meanwhile there was no text or anything from megumi.

maybe he was pissed about the whole gojo thing?

after a long needed nap you wake up and the sun is already going down, no sign of gojo or suguru as the house seemed unusually quiet.

you make your way towards the kitchen and scramble for a pot to make yourself dinner on, although it seemed impossible considering satoru had a million cabinets.

you groan as your finding no sight of the pans growing frustrated before a large arm comes up behind you reaching up at one of the top cabinets that you hadn’t even acknowledged until now revealing tons of pans.

you look up and see suguru put on his signature smile as he pushes his long black bangs behind his ear, the rest being held in a bun.

“oh” you say as you look towards the pans like an idiot.

“this what you were looking for?” he says with an amused grin,

you nod and put your head down in embarrassment,

“well go on, get what you need” he leans back with arms against him as he is eager to watch you grab the pan

you then realize how high it was, that dick.

you step on your tippy toes hoping he wouldn’t notice your struggle as he lets out a soft chuckle behind you as you’ve now retorted to climbing the counters.

“you need some help over there?”

“shut up…yes”

he lets out a laugh as he brings the pan down from the cabinet.

“so that dumbass knocked you up, hm? how are you feeling about that?” he asks in a playful tone although the concern was still there.

“oh you mean how much of an honor it is to carry THE satoru gojo’s child is? just amazing, brilliant” you say sarcastically.

before you knew it time flew by in an instant talking to suguru, you guys talked about work, life and satoru.

it was dark out and you both were comfortably sat across from each other of the couch that laid in the middle of the living room, the dim light lit down on the both of you, it felt homely almost.

you and suguru were mid conversation when you heard the chaos coming from the opening front door with a loud drunk satoru with a blonde wrapped around his arm, satoru not paying attention to him nearly leaning his whole body weight on her as they walked in.

they both must have came from some sort of party because they were both dressed in fancy clothing, their outfits had to be worth someone’s house.

satoru stumbles across the kitchen searching for the alcohol in one of the cabinets, “hey suguru, where did we leave that whiskey we got back at that one party shoko threw a few years back”, he stutters over his words.

“left top cabinet above the oven, but go easy on it”

“why? you feeling greedy suguru” satoru says in a teasing tone as he finds his way back towards the woman he walked in with

“perhaps, but shoko said that’s some strong stuff, you get all bratty when your hungover darling” he remarks back at him.

satoru let’s out a laugh

your eyes turn towards the woman he’s s with in which you come eye to eye with as she’s already staring at you, she seems almost disgusted and you feel a sense of intimidation.

you weren’t jealous or anything but it was no secret that you clearly didn’t belong, they were both dressed nicely and suguru’s house clothes themself are well kept meanwhile you look like a mess

you didn’t bother to care since suguru was the only person here but being around satoru just felt…

humiliating.

you’re interrupted by your thoughts when it’s almost as if suguru reads the uncomfortable situation and places a soft comfort hand to your back, rubbing it slowly

you’re brought back by satoru’s voice once again, “hey suguru, wanna join me with this one”

it was like you weren’t even there.

the woman carrying his child and he hasn’t looked at you once let alone acknowledge that you were even in the same room as him.

the woman next to him laughs and gives suguru bedroom eyes, you look towards him to see that his eyes were staring down at his cup with a hint of annoyance as if he was embarrassed by the way satoru is acting as of now

he places a firm hand now still on your back.

“nah. she ain’t my type” he takes a sip of his coffee now grabbing the side of your waist gently, protective like

you see satoru let out a frown before noticing suguru’s hand placement, staring directly at you now.

the first time he has the whole night.

“ahhh i see. hey there” he greets you with a wave,

a wave? why the hell is he greeting you as if he hasn’t seen you before, as if you don’t live in his house, carrying his baby.

satoru continues, “is this one of your girls? damn you must’ve messed her up real bad, she looks a little beat. you alright sweetheart?” he teases but leans down to look at you examining your face.

you look down, not answering him

suguru notices your upset expression and squeezes your hand softly before standing up to look at satoru

“Satoru, why don’t you show your companion the guest house, i’m sure she would find it much more amusing” he says as he starts to lead satoru out of the house

“haha i get it, want some alone time with the lady, i wouldn’t go to hard on her, she already looks worn”

satoru says nothing as he walks them to the door before satoru turns around towards you again, “oh right, where are my manners, nice to meet ya darling”

and he left.

suguru comes back you, now kneeling in front of you

“are you okay, y/n?” he asks looking up at you for any sign of anger or tears

you nod, “yeah, think i’m ready to sleep, night” you say as you get up to walk towards your room without looking back at suguru

that night, as you lay in bed with tears staining your pillows, you wonder how you ended up here.

could you have had a child the right way? with someone you love?

why did the father have to be satoru gojo.

06:25

beep beep

the alarm goes off on your phone, not bothering to scroll down at the concerned messages sent from nobara and yuji.

still nothing from gumi.

today would be the day you would have to face them, still having no clue what to tell them exactly

the morning was quiet, not bothering to talk to anyone as you make your way out in your own vehicle as you go to work.

you are faced with yuji when you walk in, noticing your face he lets out a smile and big wave motioning for you to come his way

“hey yuji” you say as you walk up to him

“hey l/n, where the hell have you been, kugisaki has been like losing her marbles and has been taking her insanity out on me! she hits so hard” he frowns at the thought

you laugh, “sorry i’ve just been really busy lately and it’s a long story but i’ll make sure to explain to all of you when i find the time to sit down and talk with all of you today, that way she doesn’t end up shaving you in your sleep”

yujis eyes widen playfully holding a shushing finger to your mouth, “shhh! you never know when she’s listening, don’t give her ideas!” he says looking around paranoid

you’ve got to admit, you missed hanging out with the gang again, it reminded you that you were still young and distracted you from the fact that you would become a mother soon.

you made small talk with yuji as he caught you up with how things were at the hospital and with the gang,

“how is megumi? has he said anything?” you ask

“surprisingly not, i thought he would’ve made some comment by now about how you ran away to per-sue a life of becoming homeless and popping pills from the stress finally breaking you but he has been unusually quiet!”

“oh, uh-“ you were interrupted by being tapped on the shoulder behind you as you turn around being met face to face with familiar white hair,

asshole.

“hello Mr. Itadori, would you mind if i borrowed Ms. L/N from you?” he gives yuji his signature persuading smile and yuji nods

“yeah sure, my break is about over anyways but nice talking to you y/n- I MEAN UH MS. L/N!!!!” he says as he waves you off and walks away,

you turn your attention to satoru and without a word he grabs your hand to pull you

“where are we going? the hell do you want Gojo!” you ask annoyed

he pulls you aside to an empty closet and locks the door behind him with a key he had in his pants,

“what the fuck satoru? why did you lock us in here?!” you grow angry at his lack of communication.

the anger doesn’t last long because moments later you are faced with the white haired man on his knees now hugging your hips,

“i’m sorry y/n, i’m so sorry. suguru told me what happened last night and i was hammered and wasn’t thinking at all and i’m so fucking sorry, i promise i wont be bringing any of my ‘friends’ to the house anymore.” he says as he catches his breathe, leaning against your stomach leaving a small kiss on your stomach that held his baby.

“i don’t care if you bring your fuck buddies to the house, you’re a grown man, that isn’t my problem” you say not looking at him as you keep your hands to your side,

you were trying your best to keep your composure, satoru has a habit of getting exactly what he wants so his affection wasn’t gonna work on you.

“then why wont you look at me? i know we aren’t together or anything but i mean you’re carrying my child so the least i can do is respect you, and the drinking thing isn’t a thing that happens a lot i swear…i’ve just been a little stressed and worked up because this is all new…”

the way he acted wasn’t okay but you did understand this was a lot, it’s a lot on you too so you couldn’t really blame him for having a drink, you would too if you could.

“It’s okay, satoru” you say helping him get up from his knees so he can stand again and you help him fix his composure and he looks at you with a smile

the smile that could always make you forget how much of a dick head he can be sometimes.

but he meant this one.

his walkie talkie goes off as he hears his co worker stating that he’s needed in for last minute surgery

“gotta go” he says as he gives you a soft pat on the head

“be careful, if you need anything you can come to my office” and he rushes off.

work was pretty slow today, most of the patients had very minor injuries thankfully, it’s nearly the end of your shift before you get a last minute patient

“hey listen y/n, i know this is so last minute to ask but can you stay a little late today and take this last patient, i’ve got an emergency back at home, good news though! you’ll be working with kugisaki, i know how close you two are” shoko says as she smiles, “thanks again”

nobara stares at you and waits for shoko to leave,

“y/n where have you been, i’ve been texting you like a million times, i thought something serious happened to you”

“I know, i’m sorry just- i need to tell you something, i was going to wait til everyone is all together but i’ll just say it now” you say and this catches nobara’s attention as she looks at you with worry

“spill the tea, what is it?” she asks

“i’m pregnant..”

nobara pauses and you think she’s upset before her jaw nearly drops to the floor

“WHAAAAAAATTTTT???? BY WHO? OH MY GOD DID YOU HOOK UP WITH ONE OF THE MEN AT THE EVENT??? OH MY GOD I BET IT WAS SUGURU” she says invested as she begs to hear more details dying to know who the father is

“i would rather not say who but that’s why i haven’t been answering you guys texts, it’s just been a lot to take in lately” you say

and she finds her composure and hugs you

“don’t worry about it girl, i just wish you would have talked to me sooner, i wish we could’ve helped you” she says

you smile and let her know it’s okay before you make your way to meet your next patient,

you read over the information listed in your check board about the patient, the patient was minority injured in a car crash but needs to be checked for concussion

this shouldn’t take long

you look up to meet eyes with the woman from last night that was around satoru’s arm.

nobara now takes the clipboard, writing things down as she watches you examine the woman

“oh so you’re that one girl who looked sick last night with suguru, wow never would’ve guessed you would work in a place like this” she cockily laughs and nobara looks up at you with a slight hint of confusion and excitement at the mention of you being with suguru last night

“don’t know, you probably have me mixed up with someone else.” you say trying to stop this conversation before nobara gets any ideas.

“oh no i never forget a face. you know…” she scoots in closer to try and get under your skin, “i’ve never seen you around before and trust me i’m over there a lot”

you can tell she’s lying but you don’t really care enough to correct her.

“listen, i saw the way you were looking at satoru all lost puppy like and shit and i know you want him and all but me and him are kinda a thing and know each other really well and he was telling me last night about how he can’t wait til i get all swell with his kids and birth his baby, so you should probably pregnancy test me, you never know!” she says

it’s obvious she’s trying to get a reaction out of you and nobara is obviously catching on to a hint of annoyance from you but she knows not to push on or ask more, especially from a bitch like the woman sitting in front of you.

nobara figures it’s better to ask you yourself than some delusional woman who probably has a concussion.

“Ms. L/N I think we should discuss these papers, we will be just a moment, you just sit tight!” she gives the woman a fake smile before leaving the room with you

she grabs your arm and pulls you to the side,

“what am i hearing about! oh my god..geto??!!…ughhhh hes such a sweetheart! and doctor save a hoe? oh my god what about all this? you never told me you moved in girl!”

“keep your voice down nobara” and nobara giggles,

“so it’s true then!” she might as well start jumping from excitement, “oh my god this is like the stuff you see in movies, i’m high key jealous of you rn!” she says as she pokes your arm and you roll your eyes playfully at her

“yeah yeah whatever, what about the woman’s results?”

“oh yeah, she doesn’t have a concussion although she may be a tad bit delusional” she says and you both laugh

“could you walk her out? yuji has been waiting in the parking lot for like an hour complaining”

“yeah, no problem” you say

you both go your separate ways as you are now walking the woman to the entrance as she blabbers on about the details of satoru gojo, as if you cared to know more about the famous satoru gojo. not like you were carrying his child or anything

you both make your way to the checkout desk when you see satoru walk towards you both in his formal work attire rather than the scrubs he was wearing earlier, hes wearing black shoes and dress pants with a blue button up shirt, leaving the top buttons undone

the classic sexy doctor get up

the woman next to you waves at him trying to get his attention and he formally waved at her as he would any patient

“hey Mr. Gojo, last night was amazingggg!” she draws her words out and satoru looks confused and nods and waves her off wishing her a nice day

did he not remember her?

“Y/n, when does your shift end? we should ride home together, suguru and i came together but he left early so do you mind?” he asks turning his attention fully towards you

you see the woman give off a small scoff of jealousy as she marches away

“my shift ends now and yeah sure” you say bluntly

as you both walk silently to the car. watching his tall shadow trail behind you, your curiosity gets the best of you.

“did you uh get her pregnant” you stop in your tracks,

he stops to stand in front of you and gives you a look of confusion, “huh? uh i got you pregnant if that’s what you mean but you know that already obviously so..” he lets out a nervous laugh,

“no uh i mean the girl just now, like um did you uh…finish inside of her…?” you don’t know why you felt so nervous asking about this, was it really your place to ask if he got another woman pregnant? “she said y’all are a thing and you were talking to her about how you can’t wait for her belly to get swell and for her to birth your baby? did you get her pregnant?” you continue, not being able to hold eye contact with him

“oh uh i had no clue who that girl is, must have been a one time thing, pretty sure i just picked her up from a bar, but uh no i didn’t finish inside, pulled out..” he sounds nervous and a little embarrassed.

you nod somehow relieved, maybe you just didn’t wanna live with her, you thought to yourself

“okay…good then, uh let’s go home”

“mhm” he hums

he follows you like a dog as you grab your things and he takes them out of your hand to hold. the car ride home is silent and he places a gentle hand on your stomach softly pinching your hips, you feel a little awkward at first before you let yourself embarrass his touch. you can feel satoru’s eyes on you as you doze off, leaving satoru watching you with a hint of a soft smile across his lips.

A/N. this took forever to write but im excited on writing the next chapter, which will hopefully be done by thanksgiving, i hope you enjoyed luvs <3

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twisting-echo · 8 months ago

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Alrighty everyone, I present to you a lovely piece of fanart of the iconic Disney boys cosplaying as the G1 Monster High girls!

We have:

Jim Hawkins as Frankie Stein

Peter Pan as Draculaura

Aladdin as Clawdeen Wolf

Young Hercules as Lagoona Blue

Kuzco as Cleo de Nile

Anyway, this picture has been haunting the back of my mind for awhile because I had planned to write a fanfic based on it.

I just want to thank @pinkmeanschaos formally known as chaosgremlin95 who gave me permission to upload their art for this post.

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flowerandblood · 1 year ago

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The Moonlight Ray (Preview)

[ Hades • Aemond x Persephone • fem!reader ]

[ warnings: sex content, oral sex, fingering, smut, angst, obsession, incest, toxic jealousy, death threats, domination ]

[ description: When his beloved Persephone returns to him after nine months of separation they reunite in joy and growing closer to each other. However, three months of their happiness pass all too quickly, and when he has to accept separation with his wife again he discovers that Adonis, the young men with whom Aphrodite herself has fallen in love, has been watching his wife in the bath. Dark, tocically possessive and obsessive Aemond. ]

At the request of my readers and as a gift to celebrate 2k of my followers I wrote the second part of The Evening Star fanfic, but it can also be read as a stand-alone story.

The Evening Star & The Moonlight Ray Persephone Moodboard

*English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy!*

FULL CHAPTER

My others works: Masterlist

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When word reached him that a human youth had captured the heart of one of his sisters, Aphrodite, the same one he had refused years before, he was not particularly bothered, knowing her nature, knowing how easily she changed the objects of her affections.

This Adonis of whom he had heard so much was supposed to be a beautiful young man with big, brown eyes, his black hair curly and shiny, his body built no worse than Hercules or Ares himself.

However, when one day his servant reported to him that Adonis had been seen in the company of his wife and her mother, that from the shrubs he had watched his Persephone bathing, he felt an anger he had never known before in his life.

His rage did not allow him to wait for the further informations.

His envoys reported to him where Demeter and his wife were staying to rest with their nymphs and Adonis himself. He came to them when everyone was asleep, his steps followed by a translucent blue mist, enveloping the sleepers with a faint scent, leaving them incapable of being awake for as long as he wished.

He did not allow the smoke to reach his wife's nostrils, with a gesture of his hand he commanded the clouds to change direction so that they avoided her body, clad in a white, thin, half-transparent robe.

He stood over her, looking at her thoughtfully, then lifted his gaze and noticed Adonis sleeping nearby under a tree, facing her, as if he had fallen asleep looking at her.

He pressed his lips together at the thought, recognising that he would deal with him later.

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Thank you so much for such a warm recieving of the first part! If you want to be tagged in full chapter just let me know. Chapter will appear when I reach exactly 2k of followers (it means very soon). 💐

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lacerta123 · 4 months ago

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Just out of curiosity I looked at AO3 to see how many people write fanfic for marvel comics vs the MCU. This is a list of fandoms and the number of five in them because I found it interesting. Date: 10/15/2024

Marvel - 626,081

Marvel Comics-

Marvel - 64,640

Marvel 616 - 54,598

X-Men (Comicverse) - 10532

Avengers - 9186

Young Avengers - 3386

Loki - 2129

Thor - 2099

Deadpool - 1957

Venom - 1745

Marvel Ultimate Universe - 1544

Ultimates - 746

New Mutants - 598

Runaways - 456

Marvel Adventures - 446

X-Factor - 430

Captain Marvel - 407

Marvel Adventures: Avengers - 397

Ghost Rider - 385

X-Force - 367

Marvel Noir - 349

Marvel 2099 - 311

X-Men: First Class - 306

New Avengers - 228

Marvel Secret Wars Battleworlds - 217

Dark Avengers - 200

X-Men (Ultimateverse) - 185

Morbius: The Living Vampire - 173

X-23 - 168

Inhumans - 165

Excalibur - 160

Nova - 154

Champions - 147

Generation X - 142

Silk - 142

Spider-Girl - 141

All New X-Factor - 139

West Coast Avengers - 139

Unbelievable Gwenpool - 136

Thunderbolts - 128

House of M - 124

New Warriors - 123

Gambit - 118

Iron Fist - 103

The Defenders - 89

Avengers Academy - 85

Alpha Flight - 84

Avengers: The Initiative - 77

Secret Avengers - 76

X-Men Legacy - 74

Eternals - 65

Marvel Tsum Tsum - 65

Agents of Altas - 64

Wasp - 54

Marvel 1602 - 51

Mockingbird - 50

Age of Apocalypse - 49

Marvel Adventures: Iron Man - 49

Carnage - 45

Alias - 49

Uncanny Avengers - 44

Heroes For Hire - 43

Cloak & Dagger - 42

Angela - 38

Exiles - 32

Power Pack - 28

Tales of Suspense - 28

Legendary Star-Lord - 27

FF | Future Foundation - 25

X-Treme X-Men - 25

Hellcat - 22

Strange Academy - 18

Adam Warlock - 17

The Marvels - 17

X-Terminators - 16

The Order - 15

Secret Warriors - 14

Young Allies - 13

Avengers Arena - 11

Incredible Hercules - 11

Asgardians of the Galaxy - 10

Silver Surfer - 10

The Vision - 10

Blade - 9

X-Club - 9

Daughters of the Dragon - 9

Nyx - 8

Young X-Men - 8

Earth X - 7

Marvel Boy - 7

Marvel Divas - 6

Nomad - 6

Truth: Red White and Black - 6

The Pulse - 5

All Winners - 4

Fallen Angels - 4

Night Nurse - 4

Strikeforce - 4

Avengers Undercover - 3

It’s Jeff - 3

New Ultimate Universe Created by the Maker - 3

JLA/Avengers - 3

Marvel Her-Oes - 3

America - 2

Dazzler - 2

Nomad: Girl Without a World - 2

Slingers - 2

Sword Master - 2

T.E.S.T Kitchen - 2

Marvel Meow - 2

Ares - 1

District X - 1

Generation Hope - 1

Muties - 1

Operation S.I.N. - 1

Sentinel - 1

X-Men (New Ultimateverse Created by the Maker) - 1

#marvel comics #marvel #marvel 616 #fanfic #AO3

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blairsanne · 2 years ago

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Thank you so much! 🥰🥰🥰

It means a lot to me that you enjoyed it, since I sort of see you as my older sibling when it comes to the YH/HTLJ/XWP-verse. 💛

I always liked how multi-faceted Iolaus could be, and my headcanon for these two is that they are friends for a while before they get together, so she's probably gotten past that "front" of his at various times before, already thinking well of him regardless of what he thinks makes girls like you. 😅 Iolaus always seemed kinda thirsty, too, so I figure he'd go straight for it if the opportunity presented, haha.

Ahhh I really want to write him more now. Maybe even the proper story I am slowly putting together for these two instead of self-indulgent ficlets haha.

Keep it Down

For the @deanobingo 2023 event!

Prompts: Iolaus - "Keep it down.", "No one else did."

Young Hercules - Iolaus x female OC 1068 words

Summary: Iolaus has been hiding an injury, but not from Althea's watchful eyes. Her offer to help him eventually becomes a steamy rendezvous.

CW: T rating. Mention of previous injury. Gets a bit hot and heavy but the fic ends before actual smut.

A/N: Just a quick, pointless, self-indulgent idea I had based on a couple of the prompts. Also this makes Bingo on the character card finally!

Iolaus rolled his shoulders, wincing in pain as he did so.

Standing shirtless beside his bed in the empty sleeping quarters, he allowed himself a moment to wallow in a bit of self-pity.

“There you are,” came a voice he’d know anywhere.

He turned to see Althea walking toward him with a slightly chastising smile. She was wearing the same simple dress she’d had on at dinner - the one that often made him forget she was a cadet - and he tensed, feeling underdressed despite often wearing about the same to train with her most days.

“Your back’s bothering you again, isn’t it?” she asked.

“What?” He shook his head, scrunching his face up defensively. “Nah.”

“Iolaus.” She reached out to touch his left arm. “You’ve been favoring one side all day. That drill with Jason this afternoon? Normally you’d have had no problem dodging his attack, but you didn’t want to land on this shoulder, right?”

“You- noticed that?”

“Of course I did. I’m your friend, aren’t I?”

“It’s just…” He shifted sheepishly. “No one else did. Or if they did, they didn’t say anything.”

“Well, you seemed a bit quiet the last couple days, so I started getting worried. Has it been bothering you all this time? Since Strife’s attack a few weeks ago?”

He shook his head. “Nah, it got better pretty quickly. I just did something to it the other day and it’s acting up again.”

He started rolling his shoulders again and she let go of his arm, stepping around him to watch the way his back muscles rippled as he continued to do various stretches.

She noted the way he flinched when he moved in a way that hurt, thinking he must have been putting in a great effort not to let on during practice. I’m glad he’s not hiding it from me…

“You should have gone to see Cheiron about it.”

“It’s not that bad. I’ll be fine.” He forced his usual carefree grin, puffing his chest slightly. “I’m pretty tough.”

“I know. But that doesn’t mean you should ignore injuries.” She dug into the cloth bag on her hip and pulled out a small glass bottle. “Can I at least try massaging it again?”

She caught the puppy-dog expression he flashed, eyes wide and soft at the suggestion.

“Would you really?”

“Of course.” She gestured at his bed on the floor. “Sit with your back to me.”

A moment later they were in position, Althea warming the herb-infused oil in her hands before smoothing it over his hot, tired muscles.

She sighed, disappointed by how hard the knots there were. “You’ve been overdoing it.”

“What am I supposed to do? Not go to practice? I’d never hear the end of it.” He stifled a groan as she worked a particularly tender spot. “Can’t slack off if I’m gonna keep up with Herc,” her murmured.

She hummed softly as she willed her touch to soothe his discomfort. “You’ve been in pain for days and didn’t say anything.”

He started to relax as her hands loosened the problem areas. “It’s fine.”

“What if you had made it worse? Gotten so injured you couldn’t fight? Who’d help Hercules then? Hm?” “Eh, he doesn’t really need my help.”

“What about me, then?” Her hands stilled against his skin, voice dropping low. “I worry about you, you know? I couldn’t bear it if something-” She chewed her lower lip and started back up, feeling Iolaus melting under her touch.

After a few more minutes, she pulled her hands back and started wiping them dry on a cloth. “That should do it.”

Iolaus took a deep breath and tried a few movements, letting out a sigh of relief to feel that they were no longer painful.

“Thanks.” He spun around to face her, both seated atop the thin bedding.

“Any time,” she replied earnestly. “If it acts up again, tell me right away.”

He grinned, tilting his head at her playfully, a few blond curls falling over his face. “That eager to have your hands on me?”

She held his gaze even as she reached out to tuck the hair back behind his ear. “Mmhmm.”

The dimples left his cheeks as his expression grew serious, searching her eyes. Did she really mean that?

His eyes flickered down to her parted lips and then back.

“Why didn’t you say so?”

He leaned in to close the gap, cupping her cheek as he kissed her, letting out a sigh of relief through his nose as she kissed him back.

Just as he moved to push her back against the mattress, he heard footfalls around the corner.

“C’mon.” He helped her up, dragging her down the corridor as quickly as possible, so nobody would see.

Before Althea could question what was going on, they were alone in a dark classroom, Iolaus shutting the door behind them.

“What are you-?” “Keep it down,” he whispered. “It’s almost curfew. Don’t wanna get caught.” “But- um-” She hugged herself, shoulders raising with her nerves. “We should go to bed soon.” “Sure. We will. But first, I- I just want to kiss you more.” “Oh.”

She shut her eyes as he kissed her again, melting in his hold despite his eagerness. Her chest heaved, full of butterflies despite the grin she could feel on his lips that attacked her.

When he finally broke for air, he beamed at her. “I’ve wanted to kiss you since the day we met,” he admitted.

“Oh, um- Me too, actually.” She let out an awkward laugh, feeling silly for having kept it a secret from him.

“Really? I thought-” Iolaus pursed his lips and let out a small groan, looking away.

“You thought what?” “Well, I- I just thought you liked Hercules, that’s all. Usually… girls like Herc. Or Jase.” “That’s lucky for me, then.” She took his face in her hands and kissed him emphatically, slipping her tongue past his lips.

He pushed her back against the door, his hands smoothing down her sides until they gripped her hips. They pressed against each other in the din, groping at each other wherever they could find purchase, needy kisses only building the lust between them.

Eventually he lifted her skirt, hot fingers grazing up her leg. “Iolaus…” she whined, feeling the heat pooling at her core.

“Hey, shh-” he counseled, already working his belt open. “Keep it down.”

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Tags: @laurfilijames @the-poldarkian @i-did-not-mean-to @the-butterfly-blues @fortheloveofdurin @spngingerbread21 @feeweeeee-deactivated20230423 @ichoosechoasandbeingqueer @missihart23

#thank you so much #young iolaus fanfic #iolaus x oc #young hercules

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apollosgiftofprophecy · 1 year ago

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[Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?]

Something I always wonder whenever I read a good fanfic.

I've been thinking about it since before I started writing fanfiction, tbh. Fifth grade. I started young lmao

But yeah. I've toyed with ideas from different genres, particularly during my Genre Writing class Senior year. I had an idea for a Dystopian/Fantasy story that my teacher loved, but one idea that keeps resurfacing in my brain is...well, *chuckles*

Apollo.

Could be the brainrot but...one thing that irks me in Greek Mythology retellings is how the gods (and our boy Apollo) are often portrayed. Now, I get that every retelling is basically published fanfiction of the myths, but there's a line between "fanfic/retelling" and "disrespectful to the OGs"

(this turned into a mini-rant, please excuse me lmao XD)

In Disney's Hercules, the mythology is a jumbled mess (and Apollo's barely there *huffs angry*). Though this is a kids movie so I hand-wave a pass to it because again, kids movie.

Also the soundtrack slaps. *shrug*

In The Song of Achilles, Apollo's (from what I hear- I haven't read it) apathetic and one-dimensional, as well as the other gods, which is not fun. LET THE GODS HAVE CHARACTER I SAY!

And sure, maaaaybe Apollo's portrayed that way because he hates Achilles, but...uh, if you read the mythology you'll find out that Achilles 100% deserves that hate. He murdered two of Apollo's sons - Tenes, who had nothing to do with the war and was trying to defend his sister from Achilles's unwanted advances and was killed in the process, and Troilus, who was a child and slaughter in Apollo's temple, on his altar, by Achilles.

Like come on. I am on Apollo's side here, Achilles had it coming.

And of course... *gags* LO. I do not even dare type the monstrosity out. Just...just disgraceful. Not only is Apollo done extremely dirty (and characterized in a way he never was in the actual mythology - *gnaws angry*), but from what I know, Leto and Demeter are also given terrible characterizations. And that's just not cool because they are GREAT MOMS.

Bet there's even more things that I'm unaware of that does the whole mythology dirty.

I guess it's partially from spite, but I really want to find some way of writing Greek Mythology, stay true to the classical versions of the gods while developing them, and provide a good story in the process. As well as respecting ancient greek culture as much as I can, because 1) culture is important in stories and 2) gives me an excuse to dive into ancient greek culture whenever I want because I like Doing That :)

I am a midwest American who has never left the country's borders but by god if I can swim in another country's history and culture it would be Greece. And I would never come out because I love learning about it.

Plus, I really love reading about the myths and if I could make a living basically writing mythology fanfiction, then sign me the fuck up I'm already doing it let's go.

It's an ambitious goal but I am up for the challenge.

My timeline certainly will come in handy for it :)

Sometimes being a writer is writing what you want to read, and sometimes it's getting so mad at what society is doing to your favorite that you start planning on defending his name through sheer force of will/writing :3

#the oracle speaks #amiti-art #ask game #ask and replies #asked and answered #the trials of apollo #greek mythology

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silvermoon-scrolls · 1 year ago

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Fic Stats Tagging Game

Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words.

Thank you for tagging me @disdaidal! None of my stats are very impressive, but who cares.

Most hits:

A Theoretical Problem (347 hits) Young Hercules - Hercules/Iolaus Of course my only (so far) mature-rated fic has by far the most hits. People on AO3 be lustful.

Second most kudos:

Old Friends, New Enemies (14 kudos) Young Hercules - Hercules & Iolaus Still very proud of this one. It took a year to write and I actually worked on it consistently.

Third most comments:

To Be or Not To Be, Yourself (2 comments) Young Hercules - Hercules & Iolaus Yeah, I'm drovning in comments 😂But at least every single one is precious to me.

Fourth most bookmarks:

A Piece of Parchment (1 bookmark): H:TLJ and XWP - short and silly Since I've never written a multi-chapter, I'm surprised I've got any bookmarks at all.

Fifth most words:

Sunrise (1,526 words) Under the Vines - Griff/Gus 1-2k words is probably my prefered fic size, both to read and to write.

Fic with the least amount of words:

Triple Valentine (78 words) Xena: Warrior Princess - Xena/Gabrielle Not really a fic. Rather 3 "poems" (and I use that term very loosely) written for a Valentine challenge on the Xena Discord server.

Tagging: @ally-holmes @i-am-still-bb @mistergandalf @ourse-solitaire

#tag game #fanfic #young hercules #hercules the legendary journeys #under the vines

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flower1622 · 8 months ago

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Fanfics Reclists

(No smut)

Percy Jackson

. Perachel:

Short stories

Perachel friendship and romance

Lost memories (p.1)

Lost memories (p.2)

Lost memories (p.3)

Lost memories (p.4)

Lost memories (p.5)

Lost memories (p.6)

Lost memories (p.7)

Lost memories (p.8)

Lost memories (p.9)

Lost memories (p.10)

Lost memories (p.11)

Lost memories (p.12)

Lost memories (p.13)

Lost memories (p.14)

Lost memories (p.15)

Lost memories (p.16)

Lost memories (p.17)

Lost memories (p.18)

Lost memories (p.19)

Lost memories (p.20)

Lost memories (21)

Percy falls and hits his head on a stone, making him lose his memories.

Red riding hood

Percy becomes a vampire

Percy becomes a vampire and gets obsessed with Rachel

Werewolf Percy

Jason, Frank, Percy and Chris are werewolves that are after some girls

. Perclarisse:

What the future can hold?

Clarisse matured and Percy realises that not everything is about Annabeth

Be careful what you wish for

Annabeth makes a mistake and she has to fix it before the world ends

(Sequel of What the future can hold?)

Easter

Based on a fanfic that i wrote

The Goddess not so ordinary (First Part)

A goddess called Selena is left in the mortal world by her sister Eris. Selena meets the Camp Half Blood many years in the future.

. Zombies:

Zombies in the camp?

The water of Camp Half Blood gets contaminated by Eris. Now, many campers are acting strange. Who will get infected? Who will survive?

. Anti - Percabeth:

Rachel doesn't like Percy's nickname

Annnabeth gets hurt and Percy loses his mind

Reyna and Annabeth laugh at Percy

Percy gets sad because of Annabeth's nickname for him

. Percabeth:

Annabeth becomes a vampire

Annabeth gets bitten and turns into a vampire

Naruto

Dark fics:

Sakura and Hinata become evil vampires

Vampire Hokage

My original stories

Spoilers of my new horror story

Mandy accepts to be babysitter of her friend's siblings. But, she didn't know that a big danger was around the neighborhood

Young Hercules

Vampire Hercules (p.1)

Vampire Hercules (p.2)

Hercules gets bitten and turns into a vampire

Dragon Ball

Dark Fics:

Chi Chi and Bulma become evil

Super sons:

Vampire Lovers

Damian and Tim became vampires and they want to turn the ones they love

BTS

Bites to Suck

What if Namjoon and Bang Chan were in danger because their members are vampires that want to turn them?

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kaiserrreich · 1 year ago

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An Almost Comprehensive Interactive Guide on the British Branch of the Malfoy Family

This is to help fanfic writers get a clearer view of the tree and who's related to who any things like that, as well as to discuss genealogy in the wizarding world, cause I'm deeply into ancestry and etc rn. Most of the characters here are completely fanon and I just came up with them on the spot.

For viewing (click here) the family tree, it is preferred you looked through the tree on the PC version, as there's a lot less clicking, scrolling and general issues you'll have to do/fix

Notes on specific members of the family:

Armand Malfoy and Ermesinda Malfoy (of Normandy) arrive in Pevensey, England with William the Conqueror during the Norman Conquest. He is given a piece of land in Wiltshire as reward, which soon becomes Malfoy Manor. Later on in life, Armand sires a son named Adelemus.

Marie Malfoy neé Devereaux marries Jacques Malfoy II and has Nicole and Jacques Malfoy III. The latter who died a year before she, both dying from the Bubonic Plague.

Nicholas Malfoy II courts a young Elizabeth Tudor I in 1550 before breaking it off the same year. (Also correction: Elizabeth was born 1533, NOT 1553. A mistake the sign of my sleep deprivation yuh 🤠)

Bernadette Black neé Malfoy, eldest sister of Florian and Artemis Malfoy marries Eridanus Black. The pair produces one child Hercules Black. Bernadette, deeply resentful at the slow descent of her marriage, after a more violent argument than normal, informs muggle wizard hunters and allows for Eridanus Black to be burned at the stake. (Inspired by Artemisia Blackwood's story)

Septimus Malfoy marries Abigail Weasley, who has two children named Magnus and Josephine. Septimus divorces Abigail for his young mistress, Geraldine Yaxley and disowns his children, not allowing them to use the Malfoy name. This conflict will fuel the feud the Malfoys and Weasleys have even in the present day.

Constantine Malfoy's brother-in-law, Marianus Flint taught Arithmancy at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for nearly 70 years! (1884 - 1952)

Abraxas Malfoy was allegedly involved in a shady plot that pertains to the attempted sabotage of the first muggleborn Minister's political campaign that was unsuccessful, later on, the Minister in question, Nobby Leach, contracted a mysterious illness and left the post in 1968.

Lucius Malfoy is the current patriarch of the Malfoy Family, the son of Abraxas Malfoy, husband of Narcissa Black and father of Draco Malfoy and paternal grandfather of Scorpius Malfoy. Believing strongly in pureblood supremacy, he joined the Death Eaters who agreed with his stance on blood purity. He was Lord Voldemort's right hand man throughout the First Wizarding War, but was replaced by his sister-in-law, Bellatrix Lestrange during the Second Wizarding War. (I basically "copied the homework but don't make it look obvious" for Lucius's bio lol)

Also more sidenote: If you see a Malfoy sibling have a child and their children seemingly died childless. (Nicholas, Athena, Hermes Carrow and Hercules Black) they had children, I was just too lazy to add it in. Same goes with Hardwin and Emmeline Potter.

(I originally posted on Reddit)

#harry potter #genealogy #ancestry #family #malfoyfamily #draco malfoy #lucius malfoy #narcissa malfoy #narcissa black #scorpius malfoy #repost #bellatrix lestrange #bellatrix black

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lostaroace · 2 years ago

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Time travel to Terra Mítica | Iolaus fanfic

My Fanfic Masterlist | Multifandom

Fandom: Young Hercules

Pairing: NONE

Rating: General

Content Warnings: NONE

Summary: Hercules, Jason and Iolaus find a coin that transports them to the Spain of the early 2000s, to 'Terra Mítica: Amusement Park'.

Word Count: 4420

Also available on AO3

This work was created to be part of the Deanobingo2023 event by @deanobingo It fills the Character Card with Iolaus and the General Prompt Card with “Come with me”.

Time travel to Terra Mítica | Oneshot

The young heroes had some free time from the academy which led them to visit the agora of a big city close by. Hercules was looking around the different stalls with wide eyes, he was the tallest of the group, and still, he stood on his tiptoes, stretching his neck comically. Jason and Iolaus were bickering, as always, some steps behind him, too engrossed in their own little bubble.

As they passed the entryway into an alley, a stunning woman in a robe clearly new and a cape around her shoulders went out. Iolaus caught how something fell from her hands, so he pushed Jason aside and ran to look for it, clearly thinking of it as a good excuse to start a conversation with that mysterious lady. Jason called for Hercules before following Iolaus. The shorter teen was examining a silver coin with a symbol they hadn't seen before. It reminded them of a compass and the geometrical representation of a star.

"Hey, you're the one who has traveled the most. Where's this from?" He asked the prince.

Jason looked at it carefully before shaking his head; Hercules snatched it from him holding it up to take a better look.

"And what are we going to–"

Hercules' words were cut short when the end of the ally turned blue and gooey. Iolaus moaned in complaint knowing that his friends would want to jump inside; well, mostly Herc, and that mischievous smile proved him right.

"Come with me!" He yelled starting to run towards the portal.

Jason and Iolaus shared a look and took off.

One would've thought that after all the mess they'd found themselves in while following Hercules' reckless adventures, they would've banned him from making decisions; Jason and Iolaus were just as bad hence there was nothing to do apart from jumping into the unknown.

They stumbled, the portal closing behind them as the teens fell one on top of one another. Seriously, they were warriors in training, where did their coordination go in their everyday lives? The strange coin slipped between Hercules' fingers, so Iolaus took the chance diving in to catch it and tucking it inside of his pocket with a smug smile.

Perhaps they would've shown more fear or concern the moment they found themselves in a foreign place, with a lot of people with weird clothing wandering. But then again, they were used to insanity.

"Oh, man! I had a date with the girl for the pottery place and now I'll be late."

"That's a major concern you have there, Jason. Good to know you have your priorities in order."

"You're just jealous because she was paying more attention to me than to you."

"Yeah, well, if I had a title under my armpit she would've found me more attractive," Iolaus lifted his eyebrows as a challenge.

"I'm attractive!"

"That's what your mom tells you?"

"At least I don't look like a little mouse."

"Hey! Who are you calling little!"

"Guys! Come on, we have to figure out where we are," Hercules cut their bantering.

The other two looked at the son of Zeus, crossed their arms in synchrony, and frowned.

"Does this have to do with Zeus?"

"Is this a quest or something?"

Snorting, the tallest teen held his hands up in surrender, "I know the same as you! But what are we going to do, huh? Sit here hoping the portal opens again and that it sends us back to where we were, where's the fun in that? Besides, I'm hungry."

Jason and Iolaus shared a glance at the mention of food; they turned around giving their backs to Hercules and whispered something, mostly to piss him off before agreeing.

In front of them stood a big obelisk, there were statues and buildings that seemed made with unknown stones. A big stuffed hippopotamus with what looked like Egyptian clothing was handing floating spheres to the children that approached it. Hercules stopped feeling confident. Next to the hippopotamus that didn't seem a real hippopotamus at all, was a young woman with weirdly light clothing (not the leather they were wearing) who had a long necklace that ended in a rectangular piece with the same illustration as the strange coin Iolaus had picked up in the alley. The moment she saw them there, she seemed to panic, she put a forceful smile on her face as she addressed the parents of the children surrounding the fake hippopotamus and strode to them.

"What are you doing here?" She inquired. She wasn't using a language familiar to them but, at the same time, they completely understood what she was saying, which was weird. "You must be new for the season," she mumbled as she eyed them. "Where's Raúl? Has he gone through all the points with you or what?"

"I– We're kind of lost?" Hercules shrugged innocently hoping that his cute little face would melt her frozen heart. It did not.

"Jesus… Which section are you supposed to be in? Rome? Greece? With that uniform, you don't look like gladiators, though. Is it new? Anyway, take this," she handled them a folded paper with the same drawing of the coin, but in bright colors. "You must know what you have to do thanks to the orientation, so just follow the map and do your job," she turned to leave, but think better of it. "Please tell me that at least Raúl gave you the worker's pass for lunch," she stared at their lost looks and cursed under her breath. "Seriously, I already told Berta that Raúl was too dispersed to face his new position. Here, I always carry extra. Your meals are included with the job, you show this worker's pass in any restaurant in the park and you'll have a free meal. You can also use them to buy snacks in candy shops, gift shops, or kiosks, but they won't be free, their price would be charged to your paycheck. Understood?"

The boys looked at each other and nodded in unison, "Understood."

The woman went back to the hippopotamus and the trio started walking straight behind the obelisk, waiting to be far enough to freak out. There was some sort of lake on their right and buildings on their left whose structure seemed familiar, but not at the same time.

Iolaus snatched the folded paper. Under the drawing, there were words in letters they'd never seen before but that, somehow, they would read and totally understand.

"Terra Mítica: the amusement park. What's an amusement park?"

"How do you want me to know?" Jason answered snatching the paper and unfolding it. "Oh, it's a map. Look, that's the obelisk," he pointed to the entrance to the amusement park. "If we follow the path we'll be in Egipt, apparently."

"This must be like a town festival, but bigger and thematic, maybe," Hercules proposes.

"Seriously, Herc, how is it that we always found ourselves in these weird scenarios? Where are we?"

"Come on, Iolaus, it's not my fault!"

"Kind of is," the shorter teen mumbled at the same time Jason said, "No. It's Iolaus."

"Hey!"

"You had to take the coin. You had to. Are you short on money again?"

"I'm not! I was going to give it to the lady. I'm a gentleman."

"Let's not argue, all right? I'm starving, is there somewhere we could eat?"

Iolaus looked at the map over Jason's shoulder with work before striding straight leading the party. The place wasn't full yet but there were a lot of people eating, big groups of children and families. There were huge columns decorated with fake hieroglyphs, but here's where the ambient ended; the food was unknown to them (burgers and french fries, what's that?) and they took it in trays made of something called plastic.

Hercules studied the map while Iolaus stuffed his mouth with his second hamburger.

"This is like, so good. So good. I mean, meat, tomato, lettuce, cheese, and bread, all of it fits your hands. This is some good travel food guys."

"I doubt it, I bet it would get soggy or dry," Jason pointed out, but he was also enjoying his second one. "Maybe we should try something else next time. They have something called macaroni bolognese. I want to try that."

"Hey! Hey, what's that kid eating?" Iolaus pointed out the object of his want while a piece of his food fell from his mouth to his plate, he took it and shoved it into his mouth again.

"Ew," Hercules deadpanned.

"That's called chicken nuggets," Jason supplied reading the menu printed behind the cashier.

"That looks bigger than a nugget."

"I want it. Herc, go fetch some."

"I'm not a dog."

"You've done eating! We're still at it," Iolaus argued grabbing a handful of french fries to stuff his mouth. He moaned, "This. Good."

Sighing, Hercules got up ready to buy some chicken nuggets or whatever when Jason remembered him about his macaroni.

The chicken nuggets were good but the macaroni was a bit disappointing. Jason thought it would be spicy maybe, but it wasn't.

The amusement park called Terra Mítica was a lot of fun for them. They had no need to fear some enemy to show up, not really, and the fact that they were able to understand and make themselves understandable to these people that were clearly speaking another language and from another time was a winning point.

After they ate they found different sculptures made with cheaper materials than they were used to seeing. Everything looked weird and amazing at the same time, so they decided to enjoy it. When some children came up to them to ask for pictures they didn't understand what exactly they meant, and the fact that their guardians took a rectangular black box to put in front of their faces before a flash of white light stroked them didn't help. They seemed pleased with that, so the teens shrugged and kept on with their journey.

"What is that?" Iolaus pointed with huge eyes.

In front of them was what looked like a stable, but inside was a shiny back surface full of statues that moved with a person inside of them, controlling it with a round… thingy. Jason looked at the map and read that it was a ride, sort of an activity, named Arietes that was bumper cars. They had no idea what it meant, but the people using them were crashing against each other and laughing. Iolaus looked at them with huge shiny eyes full of hope, Jason hung his head and nodded offering the shorter one to lead the way. Hercules followed them with a soft smile on his face; he could do this, he could just relax for a day, and he'd figure out how to come back to their time and place later.

They had to make a line, just like the other guests of the park, but they didn't really mind. Hercules studied the map wondering which rides would be fun to try out. On the reverse of the map were a timetable with hours, places, and names of shows. Someone on the line was kind enough to explain to him that at certain hours, in concrete places inside the park, a bunch of workers dressed like them or some variation of it would do a show or recreation of something. It sounded intriguing, but there was no way to know the time to make it to it, although he was certain that Iolaus would enjoy watching some of that street shows; he'd always loved it at the local festivals when someone juggles items on fire. Iolaus stood on his tiptoes almost the entire time they were in the line waiting for their turn, and when it finally came, he beamed jumping right inside a black goat statue.

Every time Iolaus's statue crashed with someone else's, his body lifted slightly from the seat and Hercules started to worry a little that his good friend would end up flying out of there. It was fun, crashing against other people and especially against each other. Iolaus, with his habitual charm, schemed a coordinated attack against Jason with other guests and oh, it was so worthy.

"That was SO FUN!!" Iolaus jumped next to his friends as they walked away from the statue's ride. "How many rides are here? We need to play in all of them!"

"How old are you again?" questioned Jason faking contempt.

"You're behaving like a little fawn."

"You're just jealous because I'm being adorable, as those cute girls said, and they liked me better."

"You're adorable because you're short. I'd rather be attractive and hot," Jason winked at him.

That's how their new bickering started as they crossed a huge bridge where the water, clear and fresh, fell like a waterfall. There wasn't anything natural in this place, which disturbed Hercules' peace of mind. A big wooden horse in the distance mesmerized them. Much to Iolaus' disappointment it wasn't a ride, but only a big statue to take pictures of. On the map, Jason read that it was something called The Horse of Troy; it looked awesome, so Jason shared Iolaus' long face when they broke apart from it heading to what was a real ride: Argos' Rapids.

After a long line to wait on and a torn Iolaus glancing behind himself to take a look at the wooden horse, they found themselves with ten more people in a big circular thing, strapped on to the thing, before it took off and suddenly they were turning and turning with water splashing from everywhere and Iolaus screamed in joy. The teens went out of the ride with their clothes damp and smiles so big on their faces that they seemed like a trio of lunatics.

There was a candy shop just next to the ride and Hercules decided to buy some for them, especially for Iolaus hoping it would distract his glance from the wooden horse. It worked.

They arrived in an area called Rome and found a statue of a wolf nursing a couple of babies. As they were looking at it, a group of soldiers marched toward them. They were wearing shiny armor with short red tunics and laced sandals, and heavy swords and shields occupied their hands. The more they approached, the tenser the teens became. Were they there for them?

The group of soldiers made a turn, finishing their walk in a clearing in front of what the map said was a Coliseum. Of course! Hercules looked up at the street shows in the area and found something about a fight. This was only an exhibition.

"I knew it. It's impossible that they were here for us," Iolaus crossed his arms ready to state his case against them. He had been just as scared as his friends, but he wouldn't confess easily.

Other guests from the park surrounded the soldiers and they all watched the show. The sound of metal crashing was unsettling and familiar, however, their fighting performance was clearly lacking proper technique. They weren't warriors. Iolaus shared a look with Hercules and they both smiled when the same idea flashed in their minds. Not now, but soon.

They clapped during the performance like the others before Jason's face got drained of any color. Iolaus followed his eyes and found a mechanic ride that made his blood run cold. It was a huge column that made a cabin with people go up in the sky to then let them drop. People screamed, but they also laughed when it was done. The flight of the phoenix was its name and Hercules dragged them there with renewed childish joy.

"I don't think this is a good idea, Herc."

"I'm going to vomit."

"Come on guys! This is going to be awesome! The last time I was that up in the sky was when I flew with the phoenix, remember?"

"Oh, yeah, when you stole Hera's chalice."

"You can't be mad about it still."

"I'm not. But Jason and I here almost died to give it back, you know."

"I already–"

"What Iolaus is trying to say is that the phoenix incident is not a happy memory for us, as much as it is for you."

"And I got arrested!" Iolaus suddenly remembered.

"Let's have fun guys."

"Attention guests, please put your seatbelts on. The ride is about to start."

A bar with some sort of vest support dropped from their heads to trap them in the seats of the cabin. Jason grabbed it with all his strength and started closing his eyes as the cabin rose. Hercules was looking at the park with a huge grin on his face, whereas Iolaus was a fun mix of fear and fun.

"I want to go there next," Iolaus pointed to a big metallic structure that had a lot of ups and downs, and what looked like a cart was running through it with a bunch of people screaming.

"Deal."

"I did not agree to–"

Jason's complaint was cut short the moment the cabin, up in the sky, dropped. The three of them screamed for different reasons when it happened as a cool sensation tightened their stomachs pushing up to their chests. Once down, the thing got up again, this time faster, and the sensation increased. Iolaus had tears in his eyes while he laughed uncontrollably. Hercules, on the other hand, was having fun in a very collected way. The ride repeated the drop three times before finally reaching the floor and releasing them; Jason swayed when getting up and kept his eyes on the floor while his friends helped him to walk.

His short indisposition made it easier for his friends to drag him to the new ride: Inferno. According to the map's description of the ride, it was a roller-coaster. After drinking water from a fountain and soaking Jason's head under the faucet, the boys waited in the long line patiently talking with some other guests that appreciated their outfits. Jason, still ashen, started to flirt with a group of beautiful women, closely followed by Iolaus. Hercules was just happy to observe with a shy smile on his face, shaking his head with the stupid comments of his friends.

"So, you're playing a younger version of Hercules?" A young man accompanying the ladies asked.

"I guess so," he answered with caution.

"Huh… I would have thought they would put you in some short skirt or something, like in the movie."

"Yeah," Herc nodded without having a single clue of what a movie was.

"Your cute thought, and the fact that they chose leather and yarn, and some pants seem a better option."

Understanding it as a compliment, Hercules nodded again with a smile, "Yeah."

"When did you start working here?"

"Today."

"And they let you ride anything you want?"

"Apparently, yeah."

"Cool. Um… when are you out?"

"I'm not certain…"

"Hey, Julio!! Come with me, I need you to hold my hand, dude," a woman of the group begged, dragging the young man with her.

Hercules blinked oblivious to the situation he'd been into. He took a seat behind the one where Jason and Iolaus were clearly arguing about who should seat next to the lady they both liked. She seemed pretty happy with the ridiculousness of the boys. Iolaus got the spot finally, sending a smug smile over his shoulder to Jason, who sat grumpily with Hercules.

"What does this ride do?" Jason asked his companion and Hercules couldn't do anything to stop his belly laugh as the ride took off.

A few ups and downs, tosses and turns later, they were holding Jason again, this time helping him reach a restroom. They were mindblowing, the ones they had in their time and place were outdated at best. Jason had thrown up on a stool while Iolaus looked mesmerized by the whole wall of mirrors.

"Damn, I'm cute. Look at this Herc, I look amazing in every one of them."

"You're cute because you're short."

"That's not true!!"

For the next ride, the Tornado, they left Jason helping himself to some ice cream on a bench. Tornado was another huge column, maybe bigger than the other one, with chairs for couples that rose to the air as they turned and turned in the sky. Hercules and Iolaus had so much fun flying around on it that they made the line again; Iolaus had a soar throat by the end of the second round. Jason bought him an ice cream.

"You know, they have something called 'bocadillo de tortilla de patatas'. I cannot seem to understand the translation, but we must try it out."

"Are you hungry again after throwing up your macaroni and filling your big boy's tummy with this iced concoction?" Iolaus cooed patting Jason's belly.

"Stop it. Hercules?"

"Sure, maybe later."

On their way around the park, the trio got into several more rides including a roller-coaster three times bigger than the last one. Jason refused to ride it, which was fine, because he enjoyed his time for himself, taking pictures with guests that still thought he was part of the amusement park employees; but what he absolutely loved was the moment in which Iolaus ran to him after the ride with his cheeks flushed red, his eyes shiny with tears, a huge smile threatening to break his face and all his hair all messy due to the velocity of the machine. He didn't say, obviously, he made fun of him instead.

Apparently, they had arrived in Greece, an area they were more familiar with as it had some elements that looked like home, but they didn't call it Greece because each city was its own state whereas this seemed to believe that they were only a state named Greece. Confusing. However, they had this ride called The Minotaur's Labyrinth and they knew the tale of Crete Island.

The trio got inside, finding everything cooler and darker than the outside. The place was built as a labyrinth even before starting the ride so Iolaus beamed impatient. While they were waiting, something a guest called 'screen' showed what seemed to be a 'video' of the instructions and rules of the ride. They were meant to get into some moving statues, like the first ride, but bigger that allowed up to five people; they had something called 'laser guns' (whatever that was) and the whole point of the ride was to point to the minotaur that would show itself during the labyrinth and shot him in the red dot on his head.

It was a tense ride with the three of them sharing the upper road of the statue while having two unknown people under them. The ride had noises and sounds and music and everything was spooky and fun. When they got out, no one mentioned that Hercules had screamed, that Jason had jumped on his seat, or that Iolaus had grabbed Jason's arm for a moment or two.

They rode again.

The afternoon was seating and the number of guests in the park had lessened since the morning, but that didn't stop the three student warriors from performing in the street a nice glint of what they learned at the academy.

A rope, a long stick, and some understanding of the space drove the trio to fight each other, jumping into the benches and walls, and showing off their talents with a cocky smile. Of course, their performance drove Jason over the edge when he yelled at Iolaus to duck to the right and the guy to turn to the left, which pushed him right into the line of fire.

Pleased with their ovation, the trio took a bunch of pictures and finally arrived at the entrance to the park, like that morning. They bought some of those 'bocadillos de tortilla de patatas' and what was labeled as Pepsi (whatever that was), and enjoyed them riding the last of the rides: The Alexandria Harbor. It was a tranquil activity where they got inside a long boat and toured around the water part of the park enjoying the place.

"I think this's been our best adventure following Hercules," Jason mumbled, his eyes lost in the distance.

"How so?"

"There wasn't any danger, we enjoyed crazy things, and the worst part was me throwing up."

"Worst part for you, big guy. It was pretty fun for me."

"I'm just saying, that I haven't been preoccupied the whole day, and I know that even if we cannot go back today, we'll find our way back eventually."

"You don't want to go back," Iolaus pointed out. Jason shrugged.

Hercules, who had been listening quietly to the exchange, felt a pang of guilt in his chest.

Back in the harbor, they saw how the guests were heading towards the exit. The park was about to close as the light disappeared into the sky.

"We should go to the part where the portal left us. Come with me."

They followed Hercules sharing longing glances at their surroundings. They took the coin out and waited. Nothing happened for a while, then the portal opened with its gooey look and they jumped together.

Right in front of them was the lady from that morning with a frown and a shocked look. She noticed the coin and snatched it.

"You thieves! I'm almost unable to come back!"

"We're not thieves, you drop it," Iolaus claimed, crossing his arms. Jason, next to him, crossed his as well, clenching his jaw.

"We've been in Terra Mítica. It's been amazing! I'm Hercules, by the way. How did you do all of this?"

She seemed taken aback, "Her– Hercules? Like in the son of Zeus, Hercules?"

"Yeah."

"Oh… Oh…"

"You good?"

"Sure. I didn't though he was real, though."

"You came here through a portal using a weird coin and you thought Zeus wasn't real?"

"And who are you supposed to be."

"Iolaus."

"No clue."

"I'm Jason, future king of Corinth."

"I know Corinth. Not you, though. Anyway, bye."

"Wait, what's your name?" Iolaus tried to stop her.

Whatever she answered it was sucked into the portal. She was gone and they were home.

"Well, that was weird."

"That's an understatement."

"I'm hungry."

"Again?"

"Hey, the future king that doesn't exist, I think we should be treated to supper by our famous friend Hercules."

"Come on!"

"I don't like to say this, Iolaus, but I agree with you."

"Guys!!"

The End

Note: Terra Mítica is a real amusement park that uses Ancient Mediterranean Civilizations and Myths to set up its rides and shows. I went a lot when I was little, but it's been almost twenty years since the last time I was there and I know that it's changed quite a bit since then, therefore, please understand that the park has my memories more than reality. While watching Young Hercules I remembered those times and I thought, why not? I hope you enjoyed this small nonsense.

#deanobingo2023 #dean ogorman #Dean O'Gorman #fanfiction #fanfic #young hercules #Young Iolaus #Iolaus #terra mitica #carefree #bingo #hercules #jason #amusement park

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blairsanne · 2 years ago

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Did this not long ago but behold my massive WIP pile again: (These being fanfic WIPs that are not abandoned, does not include original fiction WIPs or fanvid wips of which there are also a mountain.)

Across Time - Expanded (Hobbit AU)

Alternate (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x OC)

Anders - roleplay (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Anders vs Ty x Reader (Almighty Johnsons)

Anders x Dawn (Almighty Johnsons)

Anders x Reader x Mitchell (Almighty Johnsons, Being Human)

Another Johnson (Almighty Johnsons)

Barnaby - Try Therapy (Brokenwood Mysteries)

Be here (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Blankets - Fili (Hobbit, Fili x Reader)

Boonies (Will) (Wanted, Will x Reader)

Cheering Up (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Chels (Almighty Johnsons)

Cold (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Dawn x Ty (Almighty Johnsons)

Feral (Anders) (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Ford Lampton - I followed you (The Bad Seed, Ford x Reader)

Freki (Almighty Johnsons, Zeb x OC)

Gods (Almighty Johnsons)

GOS - Anders & Avi (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x OC)

Hanako (Sarazanmai)

Harbour (Hobbit, AU-ish)

Iolaus x Althea (Young Hercules)

Jon (Pork Pie)

Keeping a Promise (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Lofn (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Marco (Go Girls)

Misery Loves Company (Rise of the Guardians)

One(s) (Hobbit)

Pirate AU - Thorin's Company (Hobbit, AU)

Pretend to be Nice (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Reader's birthday (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Ryder PWP (Vegas, Ryder x Reader)

Smoking with Anders (Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader)

Soulmates

Starved (Ford Lampton) (The Bad Seed, Ford x Reader)

The Bad Seed

The wrong Mr. Johnson (Almighty Johnsons)

Under the Vines (Tippy x OC)

Warm - Ty x Reader (Almighty Johnsons)

Wolfy (In the Cards) (Big Wolf on Campus)

Zinny (Almighty Johnsons, family fluff)

Not sure I could think of 42 people to tag tbh, so open tag if you'd like to participate.

WIP Game

Tagged by @emmyspov and @heilith <3 Thank you!

Rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips!

I have a spreadsheet of "Fics To Write", which includes requests received and my own story ideas and planned works. It is a LONG list, but I'm determined to get them done, especially the requests!

This "WIP List" includes only fics that I have active Word documents for, and they vary drastically in amount of words actually written:

"The Broken Shield" (Thorin and Frerin, guest-starring Thranduil and the Elvenqueen) - my entry to the Thorin's Spring Forge event

"A Stab to the Heart - Part 2" (Thranduil x OC Elvenqueen)

"For the Show" (The Thranduilion Princes, brotherhood fic)

"Excuse Our Baby" (The Thranduilion Princes, brotherhood fic)

"A Thousand More" (Thranduil x OC Elvenqueen)

"The Making of Ada" (Thranduil x OC Elvenqueen, Oropher)

"Steal Away" (Boromir x OC, a continuation of "A Captain's Duty")

"One Spring in the Long Peace" (Celeborn x Galadriel)

"First Meeting" (Thranduil x OC Elvenqueen, a continuation of "Sins of Our Fathers")

"Returning" (Thorin and Thranduil, post-BotFA)

"Little Ways" (Eomer x Reader, requested)

"Arrow's Point" (Haldir x Reader, requested)

"Safe Haven" (Elrond x Reader, requested)

Tagging 13: @lathalea @guardianofrivendell @middleearthpixie @laneynoir @friendofthefellowshipsnerdblog @laurfilijames @blairsanne @missiemoosie @a-world-of-whimsy-5 @cycas @court-jobi @legoriel-fan @tamurilofrivendell (and everyone else who wants to share!)

#ask game #wip game #so many wips

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legolaslovely · 5 years ago

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Summer Rain

A/N: Happy Fili Friday! Today, Iolaus is also getting some love! BECAUSE HE DESERVES IT OKAY. Sorry, I’m a little emotional. Hope you guys enjoy this one! I certainly loved writing it. Get ready for some ROMANTIC FLUFF.

Pairing: Iolaus x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,186

Warnings: fluff, makeout sesh

Summary: BF&GF Playing hooky< all you need to know. But also (lemme geek out for a sec) I like to think (Y/N) is the top cadet academically and she HATES Iolaus for his cocky and lazy demeanor UNTIL Fiducious asks her to tutor him. Then she falls head over sandals in love with this golden boy’s true heart because wouldn’t we all

A Note About the Poetry/References: The poem (please just read it for me and my romantic little heart, okay?) is called A Lover’s Sigh, written by Anacreon who lived in Ancient Greece (in Teos AKA across the Aegean Sea from Corinth) around 500 BC. ISN’T THAT COOL. Also, some of The Odyssey (translated to English, of course) is quoted here.

LOOK AT HIM LOVE OF MY LIFE

(Y/N) loved falling asleep to the symphony that came with the falling rain. Whether it be a downpour slapping against the soft grass or a sprinkling of misty drops landing on a roof of thatch, the lullaby was always welcomed. However, it was especially cherished after a day of endless drills and exams that left her with an exhausted mind and aching muscles to match. When she climbed into bed, her woes were forgotten and replaced with nature’s soft tune raining down and the scent of fresh earth sneaking through the cracked windows in the academy. (Y/N) loved every part of the rain.

Except training in it.

She woke the next morning with a start at the rumbling thunder that snapped to a crack right above the academy. Some of her classmates were already awake, watching the storm from the doorway and planning their route across the wide grounds to the dining hall’s entrance. She had rebraided her hair for the day by the time those cadets had mustered up the courage to skitter out from under the doorway and across the fields. She snorted as she pulled on her boots.

“Don’t laugh, (Y/N),” Hercules said from his bed above. “That’ll be us next.”

“Can’t you ask your dad to chill out with the thunder already? He’s been at it all night.”

Hercules noisily mocked her. “Yeah, sure, I’ll send a request right up. Anything for your convenience, (Y/N).”

“I appreciate the diligence,” she said. She chased Hercules to the door and pushed him outside into the drip. Cold droplets fell down the back of his neck and he shivered and cringed, dancing back into the shelter. He grabbed her shoulders but she slipped out of his grasp, giggling. “Not fast enough, Herc,” she said.

Jason stepped between them, acting as (Y/N)’s shield as Hercules shook his dripping hair. “Listen, the quicker we run to the dining hall, the quicker we can eat, okay? By the time we go to morning drills, we’ll be dry.”

“Just in time to get soaked again,” Iolaus said. As usual, he’d been the last to wake up. He ran a hand through his messy curls and placed the other discreetly on (Y/N)’s back for no one to notice but her. “You know they’ll make us train in the storm today.”

“It builds character,” he and Hercules said at the same time, both mocking Chieron perfectly.

“I’m not intending on training anywhere on an empty stomach so are you all coming to breakfast with me or not?” Jason said.

“You’re grumpy,” Hercules mumbled.

(Y/N) laid a hand on Jason’s shoulder. “All right, all right. Herc, take the starving king to breakfast, I’ll meet you guys there,” she said, having to gather her scrolls and bag for classes. Probably a few towels as well.

She turned and dug her things out from under her bed, sighing to herself.

“I thought you liked the rain?”

She leapt from her place in fright. “Gods, Iolaus, you scared me. I thought you went with the guys.” She set down her scrolls and watched the wet sheets fall through the doorway again. “I do like the rain, but not when I have to go out in it.”

Iolaus hummed, following her gaze. He didn’t notice her sneak behind him until she rested her head on his shoulder.

“I’d much rather spend a day like today in… the hay loft? The barn is empty until after dinner is served anyway. No one will be up there, especially on a day like today.”

“Are you, (Y/N), stealer of library scrolls, actually suggesting we play hooky?” Iolaus asked.

Her head snapped up. “I do not steal scrolls!”

“Only the ones Fiducious doesn’t let you borrow,” he said with a poking finger. “You aren’t supposed to know about that.”

“Oh, (Y/N), you are forgetting about the life I led before I came to this charming academy. I know a lot of things I’m not supposed to know.”

She scoffed, but grabbed his hand and her bag. “Fine, then, Master Burglar, how do we get to the barn without being seen?”

He led her to the opposite exit of the small building. “Considering the barn is on the other side of the grounds and we will have to pass the window of Chieron’s office and his horses don’t exactly like me-”

“What did you do to the horses, Iolaus?”

“Not important- we just have to RUN!”

He dragged her out into the rain, shushing her surprised squeal with smiling lips. Their sandals squeaked in the wet and squished in the mud as they ran past the well, jumped over the short wall, and skittered along the side of the main building of the academy.

“Wait!” he cried out in a harsh whisper. “Wait here. That’s Chieron’s window.”

Before he could formulate a plan, (Y/N) slipped from his clammy grasp and bent forward, crawling underneath the window. She called him to follow. “We’re almost there!”

With no roofs to slither under, Iolaus tore off his vest and it quickly became their umbrella for the second half of the journey through the wide field. As they neared the barn, (Y/N) was just as relieved as Iolaus to see the horses already inside. That meant they truly would be alone in the hay loft until someone came to feed the animals at night. The barn was all theirs.

“Do you think anyone saw us?” (Y/N) asked after they’d slithered inside and closed the barn door. Iolaus held the ladder for her as she climbed up to the hay loft.

“I don’t think so,” he said. “Everyone is in the dining hall at this hour.” He followed her up, sending nervous glances to the horses below. A shiver ran up his spine. Whether it was from the dark eyes staring up at him or the icy beads of rain still trickling down his bare skin, he wasn’t quite sure.

He threw his sopping vest over a bale. “Well, I won’t be putting that back on any time soon,” he said with a wide mouthed wink.

(Y/N) shook her head at his never ending antics, but smiled at him all the same. “Good thing I brought something dry and warm for you, then.” Out of her bag came one of his own tunics he didn’t realize had been stolen.

“You sneaky little cadet,” he said, putting it on. “You planned this.”

“Maybe.” She had pulled her braid apart and was squeezing her hair dry with one of the towels she’d brought.

“Lucky for you, I too came prepared.” He slid the tunic over his head and it didn’t take long for drenched, golden curls along with a dimpled grin to pop out of the neck. Then he reached for his bag, rummaging around the small rips in the lining until he uncovered two loaves of fresh bread. He gave one to (Y/N) with a flourish and a bow, savoring her laugh. But as she leaned forward to take the treat from him, a stiff, crinkling chattered that was just loud enough to hear over the rain outside. He watched her sit quickly upright and hide her twitching lips behind the crust of bread. “What was that?” he asked.

“Nothing.”

“No. You-you didn’t.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said around the hunk of bread in her mouth.

“You brought a scroll? We are playing hooky and you brought homework! I knew this was too good to be true.”

She stood, pulling the small scroll out from under her shirt. She’d managed to pack everything else for the day when Iolaus wasn’t looking, but this was a last minute addition that didn’t quite make it into her bag.

“It’s not homework,” she said. “It’s for pleasure.”

“That is no pleasure I’d like to be a part of!”

She laughed out loud at that and Iolaus only half enjoyed it. She skipped to his side, turned his stubborn face to her, and wrung out his curls into her towel. “Come on, Iolaus. With all our exams coming up, I never have time to read anymore. Especially not poetry because we haven’t covered any of it in our modern literature classes yet. Now I have the whole day free to-”

“To read poetry,” he grumbled.

Her soft touch through the towel traveled over his shoulders and down his chest, collecting the raindrops that still gathered in the hollows of his tanned skin. “I know you don’t like poetry much, but what if I promise to read you something I know you’ll enjoy?”

“Then you don’t know me very well.”

She took his chin in her fingers. “You are such a grump! Let me read for one hour and then we can do what you want.” She wriggled out of his grasp that consisted of roaming hands and squeezing fingers. “Within reason!” she said, snapping the towel at him.

A childish, roaring groan filled the barn as she sat on a bale of hay. She patted the spot next to her, beckoning him to sit. “Just trust me.”

Heavy feet stomped across the loft until Iolaus sat on the floor beneath her, scooting around until he could lean back between her knees. He looked up at her, chin to the sky and blue eyes gleaming. “Tell me about this poem.”

“It comes from across the sea,” she said, unrolling the scroll by its pins. “Listen.”

“The Phyrgian rock that braves the storm Was once a weeping matron’s form; And Procne, hapless, frantic maid, Is now a swallow in the shade. Oh that a mirror’s form were mine, To sparkle with that smile divine; And like my heart I then should be, Reflecting thee, and only thee! Or could I be the robe which holds That graceful form within its folds; Or t-”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait. This is a dirty poem?” He spun and took the scroll from her, turning so fast, his hair sprayed droplets over her and the parchment. He stared at the words, then turned to her. “You read dirty poetry?”

She laughed. “They’re not all like this.” She swiped his curls over his shoulder, running a fingertip around his ear and down his neck. “Read the rest of it.” Gentle hands turned his shoulders forward and she asked again. “Read to me, Iolaus.”

He coughed, unconsciously leaning toward her breath on his bare skin.

“Or could I be the robe which holds That graceful form with-”

She was kissing his neck. Warm, soft lips over his jaw, under his ear, down his neck to the bit of shoulder his tunic left open to her. The little clicking sound of her mouth against his skin sounded louder than any lightning crack Zues could send down to them. He curved into her hold.

“Keep reading,” she said.

“How am I supposed to concentrate with you… kissing me like that?”

“Does it feel good?” The tip of her nose traced over the sensitive skin that her lips left damp.

He could only hum his appreciation. Her hands rolled forward to the front of his tunic, wanting the deep rumble to sound again so she could feel it in her palms.

“Keep reading or I will stop.”

He grumbled. “Her gifts were mixed with good and evil both.”

She breathed out a laugh, tightened her grip, and sunk her teeth into his skin. He lifted the scroll.

“...Within its folds; Or, turned into a fountain, lave Thy beauties in my circling wave; Or, better still, the zone that lies Warm to thy breast, and feels its sighs! Or like those envious pearls that show So faintly round the neck of snow! Yes, I would be a happy gem, Like them to hang, to fade like them. What more would thy Anacreon be? Oh, anything that touches thee, Nay, sandals for those airy feet-- Thus to be pressed by thee were sweet!”

Iolaus rolled up the scroll and set it aside, turning in her arms to kneel between her legs so they were face to face. Her damp hair fell around her as if to frame the portrait of a goddess. He kissed her lips.

“Did I not say you would enjoy the poem?” she asked.

He kissed her cheek and ran his fingers through her hair. The sight of untied tresses was rare, and he took this chance to feel their softness and marvel at the delicate waves. “I would enjoy anything as long as I am with you.”

When he drew away from her cheek, he saw her eyes had closed from his tender touch. Half of him wished she’d open them for they were the brightest light there was on this dreary day. However, the more selfish half of him wanted them to stay closed. She’d never permit his staring if she saw the way he was watching her, taking her in. His finger curled over her forehead down to her chin to hold her face still. Even as her curious eyes opened to him, he gazed on.

“Never have I set my eyes upon such a beauty, in either man or woman. I look at you and I am bedazzled,” he said.

All breath left her. “Where did you learn that?”

“I said I would enjoy anything as long as we were together. Do you really think I’d ignore your passion for poetry and stories? That I’d leave you alone in it?”

She shook her head, left speechless by his words.

Just as a log split open by a heavy ax, so seemed Iolaus’ armor of deceptive reputation: cracked and gaping, revealing a true, tender heart underneath. From its center radiated unmatched compassion and care that shone brightly enough to play the part of the sun on this murky morning. Her own thoughts cowered from his brilliance.

“No, I-just-”

“I love you, (Y/N).”

She kissed his lips, arm circling his shoulders to pull him close. His dimples caved in under her thumbs as she cradled his face, pouring her appreciation, astonishment, admiration- all of it into her kiss.

“I love you too,” she whispered against his lips.

He dove into her again- lips, tongues, hands, fingers- and she keened, falling into his lap on the floor.

“Iolaus.”

Over her own sigh of his name, she barely heard someone else’s voice. She drew away to listen, but Iolaus’ lips only fell down her cheek to her neck, serving as a further distraction.

“Do you hear that?”

He hummed against her skin.

Thunderous footsteps banged outside, squishing and spurting in the puddles of mud while the looping chains of the hitching posts crashed together, sending a harsh, bright clanging sound up to the loft of the barn.

“What is that?” (Y/N) asked.

“You know exactly what that is,” Iolaus said, tugging her hips closer.

The slam against the barn door sent the large handle rattling and yanked Iolaus from his heated stupor. Surely the storm’s angry power couldn’t be the manifestation of a godly punishment for two students playing hooky, they thought. But that fear shifted as the warning voice outside eventually gave them a different, but no safer, solution.

“I don’t think (Y/N) and Iolaus would be in here, sir, Fiducius, sir. I really don’t. But if you insist, I guess we’ll have to go inside the barn and see!”

The pair in the loft shared a look. Eyebrow waggles and waving hands gave silent orders of “Tuck in your tunic” and “Tie back your hair,” while soggy clothes and bread were thrown into their bags. A wicked bale of hale sent Iolaus hurdling to the floor. Then the barn door below slid open. The drumming of rain and Fiducius’ prattling of Iolaus corrupting his best student were deafening to ears that had grown used to accelerated breaths and soft whispers.

“(Y/N), are you in here? With that Iolaus?” Fiducius called.

Her eyes blew wide, wordlessly begging Iolaus for advice. “Um, yes! Up in the loft?”

Iolaus holding his head in his hands told her she’d given the wrong answer. She slapped his shoulder. The rungs of the loft’s ladder squeaked and Fiducius’ head popped into view.

“What are you doing up here? You should be in class!” he said.

“Is it that time already?” Iolaus asked. He shut his mouth when (Y/N) pinched him.

“I’m sorry, sir,” she said. “I lost track of time. We were only trying to get some studying in before breakfast.”

Their teacher’s nose wrinkled. “Studying?”

“Yes. I’ve been helping Iolaus with his classwork in the mornings and this is the best place to go. It’s… quiet.”

“And!” Hercules added from below the loft. “And with all the rain this morning, you had no idea what time it was because-”

“Because there was no sun,” Fiducius finished. “I see.” His eyes narrowed in on Iolaus’ strategically covered lap. “What is that scroll you have there?”

Iolaus shifted on the bale of hay, moving as far from (Y/N) as possible in the small space. He inspected the scroll, wondering if it could give him any answers for this type of exam. “Poetry, sir. (Y/N)’s been teaching me about… Anna-cree-on…”

“Anacreon,” she corrected.

“Yeah. His poetry. From across the sea.”

Fiducius was not impressed. “Odd thing to study since we’ve never covered modern works in class.”

A noise caught in Iolaus’ throat. He looked to (Y/N) for help.

“Iolaus asked for it,” she said. “He enjoys poetry.”

Another suspicious hum traveled across the loft. “Come down here now, please. I will escort all of you to class this instant.” Then his head fell as he descended the ladder.

Before (Y/N) could rise from her seat to follow, Iolaus pulled her into one last kiss. Though it was against her nature, she could have defied all orders to steal another, but Iolaus only smiled at her and stood, leading her to the edge of the loft.

He climbed down the ladder first, ignoring (Y/N)’s mumblings of “I don’t need help” and “I’ve fought off gods, I can handle a shaky ladder.” Before her foot could touch the ground, he grabbed her hips and pulled her out of the barn, clear from Fiducius’ view.

“You didn’t get your hour of reading,” he said.

She shrugged. “I think I got something just as good.”

They parted as Fiducius emerged from the barn and led the way to the main building of the academy, thanking the gods for stopping the rain and mumbling about students turning into muddy hogs to be slopped. He was easily ignored by the couple behind him twisting together like vines of ivy.

(Y/N) looked up to the sky as if watching the dark, rumbling clouds move on to the next village. Truthfully, she was leaning into the arm Iolaus was holding around her and looking into the summer sky of her love, all clear blue eyes and curls like golden rays of sun.

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