#Hosie fanfiction

[evilpenguinrika]

Rika's Hosie Fics Priority Update List

I'm purely writing this post out so I don't have to keep repeating myself in the author's notes or replies to comments about why certain fics haven't been updated or when they'll be updated again.

I'm also not writing this post because I'm not grateful for all the support and love from Hosies on my fics--I'm incredibly grateful and appreciative to the Hosies out there who read and love my silly little stories, but it's just that...

I'm tired. I'm not a ""content creator"" or a robot. I'm just a dork writing fanfic for fun because it's been a hobby of mine since I was thirteen. And sometimes things happen that make me not want to update a fic anymore, and I just can't do anything about that sadly. And I'm truly sorry that some of my fics have not been updated in a while as well, there's nothing more I'd love to do than to update some of them because of the initial passion and excitement for them, but I can't bring myself to do that, not now anyway, so I hope this clears up a few things, no matter how vague.

Anyway, my fic priority update list will have 3 categories, High Priority, Mid Priority, and Low Priority. High being I have a consistent update for it, and low being a mystery because I honestly can't look at those fics without wanting to throw a pillow at the wall. Mid is just very sporadic updates whenever I see fit or whatever.

Rare chance that this list will be updated and there may be some fics put in Mid Priority, but until then, this is what my updates will be like for my Hosie fics. Again, I'm very sorry.

Edit 3/24/2024: I updated my priority list to include my Hosie FFXIV series in Mid Priority.

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High Priority Update

We're Reckless and in Danger

Mid Priority Update

Hosie: Warriors of Light Series

Low Priority Update

Sad Bedroom Eyes

Terra

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Challenger Would Like To Battle

Won't You Stand By Me

[hosielesb]

Honestly, Hosie to haunted is just heartbreaking

[anakinftpadme]

here’s some of chapter 6 of pins

[uncleasad]

If, like me, you’ve always wanted to read a Hosie Harry Potter AU but couldn’t set aside the time to catch up with the ones that started years ago, can I recommend you check out @sapphictribrid’s

Only two chapters so far, get in on the ground floor!

Itty-bitty, teeny-tiny chapter one spoiler:

I am obsessed with Slytherin (muggle-born!) Josie!

[fanficwritersaremyheroes]

My Pet Wolf

Josette, daughter of Alaric Saltzman, the greatest hunter of supernatural creatures in existence. Unbeknownst to her, young Saltzman adopted one of the beings her father hates so much, the werewolf Hope Mikaelson.

[ao3feed-hosie]

via

by hosiecies

Josie wordlessly opened the door with the remote on her keychain, revealing the car she shared with her twin.

“I’m driving, right?”

Words: 6700, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Legacies (TV 2018)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Hope Mikaelson, Josie Saltzman, Lizzie Saltzman, Finch Tarrayo

Relationships: Hope Mikaelson/Josie Saltzman, Hope Mikaelson & Josie Saltzman, Josie Saltzman & Finch Tarrayo, Josie Saltzman & Lizzie Saltzman

Additional Tags: Road Trips, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, 3x14, Sharing a Room, Sharing a Bed, Banter, Fluff, Friendship/Love, Light Angst, Cheating

[hoesiee]

Dark Hosie Rp

[justagaywriter]

Soulmark + Red String + Hanahaki  Hosie  Au

Growing up, Josie had always had a mark of a petal on her wrist. She never knew why, they had never discussed this stuff. Caroline explains that the mark on her wrist symbolizes a soulmate and whoever has the matching mark is who they’re destined to be along with a red string that ties them to their soulmate. But it comes with a price. If the love is not requited the mark burns a siring pain and the person whose love is unrequited starts to cough up petals and throw up flowers due to the hanahaki disease and the string begins to fade. Josie meets Hope when they’re 15 and they become best friends. Josie starts to fall in love with Hope as they get older and she finds out that Hope is her soulmate. Sadly, Hope meets a boy in senior year, Landon and the two of them fall in love while Josie suffers from afar. Her mark starts to burn, she starts to cough up petals and throw up flowers and  the string that connects her to Hope is fading.

The only way Josie can be cured is if she confesses her love and Hope requites it. Should it remain unrequited, the hanahaki disease will kill her as the burning begins to get worse. And once the string is fully gone, their connection is lost. Which will cause Hope uncontrollable sadness, uncertain as to why she feels the sadness she does.

The only other thing that can prevent the death is if the mark is removed and the string is severed. With that, though, the pain will still be there and the sadness will always remain

[starchaseriseverything]

I'm writing another fic with my oc, but TVD

Marcel: Guys, she's coming

Skylar: Ew

Marcel: *rolls his eyes* This I did not miss

Skylar: Love you too, Marcellus

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Kolvina, Marbekah, Freelin, and Hosie

Skylar' pov

Freya' twin

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Name: Skylar Esther Mikaelson

Siblings: Niklaus, Elijah, Finn, Henrik, Rebekah, Freya, and Kol

Face claim:

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I'll post it here when it's done.

[evilpenguinrika]

I'm fucking WEAK nobody talk to me ;alkdjfalsd;kjf

[hosielesb]

Barbie and ken?

[angeltorrelino]

[uncleasad]

Old Home Week continues this month with surprise updates on Fight For Me from tellingtouch (penultimate chapter! 😳) and call my bluff (call you babe) from @blckmqic and LizMikaelson! And @avengerskye returned again and updated the second part of the fabled fake dating AU with a (heart-stopping 😳) new chapter 👏

I don't know what got in the water (or everyone's fount of inspiration) that's bringing old friends back with new chapters, but I'm loving it ❤️🙏 (Who's next? Dare I hope it's MysticSlurp with a new chapter of Redemption? 🤞)

[fanficwritersaremyheroes]

Legacies: A Hosie rewrite

What if Josie never burnt the note she wrote to Hope? And what if Hope had a crush on her at the same time she wrote it?

Starts before season one but gets there soon, there will be some changes to accommodate Hosie, but some things will stay the same.

Or

 

My take on a legacies show that lives rent free in my head.

[ephedrathirsts]

Sire Bonds

Synopsis: You are sire-bonded to the bloodthirsty, coldhearted, no humanity trybrid Hope Mikaelson. As your love for her increases so does her destain for you.

Contains: mentions of blood, assault, sexual content, dom!Hope x sub!reader, semi MasterxSlave relationship, fingering (reader receiving), afab reader, degradation, feeding, aged up characters

Pairings: No Humanity!Hope Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Author's note- This is the first time I am posting any of my works so please be kind! Also if you have any feedback on what could be improved I would very much appreciate it!

Word count- 980

  The breeze was swishing fallen cherry blossoms playfully in cadence with an Elvis Presley song, whining out into the automobile. The sun was adorning your reflection in the rearview mirror. Primroses, crocuses and pulmonarias mixed with almonds, amber, and musk tickled the senses. A bare path uncovered, secured away between country cottages. Days of damp grass, lounging under the sun’s caress and fingers laced with the promise of forever danced before your eyes.

 You soaked up her silhouette, marveling at her beauty. She was all leather and rips, edges and nicks. Although at first glance she appeared the same, she had morphed into a cruel, ruthless beast. Hope, the one that drew out your blood and feasted on your flesh, leaving you to wilt and wither, had captured your mind, chained your heart to hers.  

 She had never meant to have you and neither to keep you. You were to be a convenience, a warm artery for her to pierce and suck dry, but yet you had more to supply. You rose up again with a sudden thirst set deep within and her name on your lips. Unbeknownst to her, she had turned you. You were now a knight walker, cursed to roam the Earth beside her until the dawn of time.

 You were engrossed by her, obeying all of her commands, without wishing for anything in return. You lived to serve her- a slave of blood and amour.

 As you were passing by specks of houses on the road, you smiled to yourself, looking out at the life awaiting you. Hope let go of the steering wheel and dragged you by the jaw, extracting pained gasps out of you.

"I can hear you thinking. Stop being so joyful or I’ll throw you out onto the pavement. " She spat through gritted teeth, discarded you, and took hold of the wheel again. "You haven’t made any progress with controlling your powers. A useless pet is of no need to me! " She eyed her passenger with detest.  

   Your back hit the seat with a thud. You had disappointed her; you were unworthy of her care and love. No matter how much you tried, you would never be deserving of her affection. You turned away ashamedly and peered at your wrist- the Mikaelson crest marked onto it and circled your skin with your thumb in a soothing manner.

    The day peeled off lazily from the sky, making way for constellations to glisten down on you. You had arrived home, a slender province chalet. Fireflies were buzzing busily around the patio, flickering over grapevine leaves. The air was ripe with whiffs of rain and weeds. The stone-clothed trail illuminated the moon’s indolent glow. You followed your mistress through the mahogany door.

"I want my dinner and a glass of red." Hope declared yawnfully. She made her way to the ottoman in the middle of the rustic room and put her feet up. You poured her a glass of Tempranillo and put it down on the iron tray next to her. You crawled to her on the cushioned seat, pulled your hair back and offered her your neck.

  She scoffed at you. "You want me to feed off of you again, feed off of my own blood! Do you take me for a mere narcissist? " You glanced up at her apologetically, tears weighing your eyes at her vicious rejection. You laid your head atop her knees. She stroked it softly and sipped on her drink. "You are so pathetic, aren’t you?" You nodded in agreement.

  "Stand up! Face me!" she pulled onto a strand of your hair and whispered stringently into your ear. You followed her command with anticipation of what's to come.

The trybid caressed your cheek and pulled you in close to her. She brushed your bottom lip with the pad of her thumb and kissed you gently. Her tongue slithered into your mouth, forming patterns with yours. She bit on your swollen lip, making you whimper. Pushing your hair back, she planted wet open-mouth kisses from your jaw, down your neck and collarbone. She sucked on your skin, feeling you shiver in pleasure under her touch.

 Hope’s hands landed on your hips, one creeping up your breasts. She undressed you from the waist up and pushed you down on your back, leaving lines of saliva over your stomach as she was gliding her tongue up and down your body. You moaned when you felt her nibbling on your nipple and pinching the other.

  "You enjoying yourself, gorgeous?" she chuckled arrogantly.

  "Mhm… I want you so bad…" is all you could muster.

   "Good." Hope reached down to your zipper and found her way to your dripping cunt. "God, you are so wet already."

She kissed you again, passionately, while inserting three of her fingers inside your core. You gasped in ecstasy. The girl thrusted her hand in and out of you, stretching you out, and played with your clit.

You bit down on your lips to stifle your moans. You were a mess- body shaking and twitching as your mistress toyed with you. You tightened around her digits, your cunt pulsing feverishly with each and every pump.

   "It would make me very happy if you were to coat my fingers with your cum." Hope purred seductively. You looked up into her eyes as you started to feel your release wash over you. You screamed and groaned, colliding rapidly with Hopes’s hand.

The trybrid flashed her fangs and bit your neck, treating herself to a well-deserved diner. You whined in pain and pleasure, closing your eyes and gripping the sides of the ottoman hard. Fireworks flashed before you as you squirted all over her fingers.

 Hope detached her mouth from your bleeding neck and grabbed your throat forcefully. "This didn’t mean anything to me and neither do you." She squeezed hard, let go of you unamusedly, stood up, and made her way out of the room.

[abcsupercorp]

Guys!!!! There’s a plagerizing on Wattpad stealing fanfics from other authors. The username is MikaelsonsBlood. They stole mine and someone elses but took it down after they’d gotten called out, but there’s still 51 unfairly stolen fics on there. Please report their profile.

They’ve stolen fics from hosies, drarry’s, supercorps and I’ve seen some lucifer fics. I can bet all 50+ fics are not their’s.