You can never predict what you may find when wandering Neverland at night. Things always seem so peaceful... But there was something in the air tonight. A disgustingly familiar feeling, a faint warmth...
Smoke.
If anything could take Fletcher's eyes off the ground, snap them out of their whimsy, it was the smell of smoke. It only had to be a faint whiff for them to feel the horrible acrid feeling in their throat. Suddenly, they were far too aware of their surroundings. Eyes held wide open by fear rapidly move, searching... This has happened before, when Fletcher had gone out on nights during the bonfires the Lost Boys would light. They avoid those at all costs... But some part of Fletcher attempted to calm themself - "It's probably just a little campfire."
That was swiftly disproven, much to their dismay. A long line of smoke reaches up for the stars, embers flickering almost akin to fireflies against the night. The source... Was that right? Could it be?
Perhaps Fletcher should have just flown away, minded their business. That ship burning, well... It's only fitting, isn't it? Yet no matter how much it might be deserved... There are people on that ship, people who don't deserve to be engulfed death's hellish claw. What were they going to do? They had no idea, but their wings were already carrying them toward the Jolly Roger.
Stopping just short of the beach where the Jolly Roger sits, hiding in this kind tree's leaves...
Just in time.
Shouting and crying vaguely registered in their ears. Several silhouettes in action... But Fletcher was quick to narrow their sights on just one, the smallest that hovers in the air, surrounded by fury. Fletcher felt their horror suffocating them as they watched, paralysed.
Until...
It only took one clean cut. That's all. One dexterous movement from the wrist.
That small silhouette... Became two, separating from each other as they plummeted out of the air.
Fletcher didn't realise they had begun to scream until they felt their throat strain.
Everything was blurred as Fletcher lurched forward onto the deck of the Jolly Roger. They didn't care - he could do the same to them, could end them with far less trouble. Small puddles of blood were pooling in two separate places, and Fletcher didn't know what to do, looking between the two halves of Thorn.
Beloved Thorn...
Fletcher's knees would bruise quickly from how brutally they dropped onto the wood. Thorn, his eyes still carried that rage, that fire... Fletcher witnessed it as it ever so slightly left with each passing moment. Both their hands cupped Thorn's face tightly as they pleaded, begged. It all just turned to choked sobs before any of it could reach their lips.
For a moment, Fletcher could have sworn Thorn's eyes turned to meet theirs. Could have sworn... That they softened.
" Don't leave me! Don't leave me! Please! "
...
He's gone.
Oh, Thorn.
Gone. All gone. Lost. The world robbed.
Fletcher's sobs become muffled as they hold Thorn's torso so, so close, tears staining his clothes, burning through the fabric. Blood has utterly soaked their lap. They aren't paying any attention to that, not one bit, the pounding in their head and their heart drowned out anything else but the utter despair of holding half of a friend.
No part of Fletcher wants to move, it's a gamble on whether they even can move, but... They need to take him away from this wretched ship. But how? Tears continue to splash against Thorn as Fletcher looks between... Him, and him. How? Would they have to just take half... No, no, the pirates won't have any of him. They can't. They don't deserve him, any part of him.
The inferno alight in Fletcher's chest. Thorn's last fire.
Hands slick with red, Fletcher struggles in anguish as they find a way to make it work. It's ugly, it was always going to be, but they feel as if they could crumble away as they hold both halves of Thorn desperately in their arms. Their poor wings struggle, flight erratic and slow, leaving a thin trail of Thorn's blood - off the ship, across the sand, in the dirt...
By the time they reach their tree, there isn't much blood left for Thorn to bleed. His face has gone completely white, expression has settled into a chilling, thousand mile stare.
Is he seeing anything? Stars, the moon, the world...
Fletcher's hands shake violently as they place his legs on the lower half of their bed, then his upper half. They so gently rest his head onto their pillow before a futile attempt try nudge the two halves together. Just... Close enough. When they bring the blanket up to his shoulders, you can't tell... Then, finally, Fletcher brings two slender fingers over Thorn's eyelids, carefully bringing them down over his glazed eyes.
And now he... He's at rest. Right? He looks like he's sleeping. Very still, very peaceful... Fletcher harshly collapses back onto their legs, positioned beside the bed.
" Thorn... You can rest now, finally, you can... Say hello to her for me... "
Fletcher leans forward, burying their face into Thorn's arm. No amount of grip on Thorn's hand will ever bring anything in return.
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shoutout to my boy sir seoman "simon" snowlock for being the most underpowered epic fantasy protagonist of all time. bro is a regular ass 15 year old who got occasional sword training on and off over the course of a year, summing to probably like ~50 hours total. aka just enough time to learn how to play wonderwall on a guitar. he got one (1) singular magical enhancement in the form of dragon blood giving him a white lock of hair like anna mcfrozen and it gave him what would be the equivalent to an occasional +1 on wisdom checks in dungeons&dragons. and his wisdom stat would be like. a nine. because he is fifteen years old. so all it does is give him The Potential To Occasionally Have The Mental Capacity Of A Slightly Above Average Adult. and it is absolutely crucial to him saving the world, yes, but it is also laughable compared to the protagonists of other landmark epic fantasy series. fucking Frodo Baggins would cook Simon in a 1v1 if they were both allowed the gear they had because Simon's consistent "magical items" stock consists of 1. an unnaturally durable yet otherwise entirely normal arrow and 2. a mirror with which he can call for help from his elf friend, except it does not facilitate the arrival of said elf friend in any way, the elf friend must travel normally to Simon's location in order to help him. so 4'1" Frodo Braggins could just slip on his ring and murk him with his awesome glowy sword while Simon spends like a page worth of prose gaping in confusion and indecision. And you know what? I don't care. I love Simon. He is an amazing protagonist who manages to be a realistically written young teenage boy and yet simultaneously the compelling lead protagonist of an epic fantasy series with a fittingly epic scale. He is the Platonic Ideal of a Traditional Epic Fantasy Protagonist. I don't care if Eragon Shadeslayer or Rand al'Thor could delete him in a millisecond with their minds, I stan the fail king kitchen boy and you should too
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here are my personal favorite fanfics! idk how often i'll update this, but i hope you like them as much as i do :)
*indicates smut
last updated: march 26, 2024
MARVEL
loki laufeyson
- from the void, with love — by whirlybirbs (my fav fanfic of all time!!! i think about this fic several times in a day bro)
- riptide — by starks-hero
- the tailor* (series) — by birdofhermes (ao3)
- time after time (series) — by goldencherriess (ao3)
- a friend from work — by cozy_the_overlord (ao3)
thor odinson
- god of fertility* (request) — by charnelhouse
- highway don't care (but i do, i do)* (part one, part two, part three) — by spacelabrathor
peter parker (andrew garfield)
- agree to disagree — by delicate-dorothea
- nerdy peter (request) — by webslingingslasher
- good boy x bad girl trope (request) — by webslingingslasher
- hold you here, my loveliest friend* — by p3mybeloved
- your friendly neighborhood sensitive spider* — by jin0
- glad you're home — by withahappyrefrain
- the mechanics of a soul — by irndad
- 3 is the magic number* — by withahappyrefrain
- crush — by ptersparkers
- as it goes — by forever-rogue
- here comes the sun (part one, part two, part three) — by withahappyrefrain
- stability, reciprocity, and a romance for the ages (series) — by privateanxieties (ao3 - need an account to read)
steven grant (moon knight)
- hold me close — by stormkobra-5
- gift of min* — by astroboots
- puzzles* — by stormkobra-5
- first time* — by luvpedropascal
- domestic adonis* — by peterman-spideyparker
- where it starts — by silversweetpea
- fallen from heaven, grown on earth* (series) — by davosmymaster (ao3)
- call me poe* — by kittyfandom (ao3)
- elemental — by batsingotham (ao3)
- the boy with the thorn in his side — by eating_flowers (ao3)
marc spector (moon knight)
- not him — by loud-mouth-loser
- it's worth it, it's divine* — by the-archxr
- i'm getting to know someone — by davosmymaster (ao3)
wade wilson (deadpool)
- tea and sympathy (series) — by bucketsoffrogs (ao3)
SHERLOCK (BBC)
sherlock holmes
- your hidden strength — by okay-j-hannah
- sublime dexterity* (part one, part two) — by daydreamtofiction
- literally everything by starks-hero
SUPERNATURAL
sam winchester
- playing house (part one, part two) — by uncouth-the-fifth
- baby i'll stay (heaven can wait) — by uncouth-the-fifth
- move over.* — by ggwritesstuff
- where's your head at?* — by beau55515
- birthdays: sam winchester style* — by karleekarma (ao3)
- the comforts of home — by zepskies
- under the hood* — by shawslut
dean winchester
- whether you like it or not — by kbeautimous (ao3)
- reading you wrong — by zepskies
- cherished — by thatonewriter15 (ao3)
- soft touch — by wearywinchester
- i love her, that's why* — by kaleldobrev
- drivin' me crazy* — by lis-likes-fics
castiel
- salt n' lick* — by aperfectgrace (ao3)
- a bite of apple pie (series) — by ac_deanc (ao3)
THE SANDMAN
the corinthian
- bring me a dream* (series, ongoing) — by placeinthemiddleofnowhere
- nihil — by lis-likes-fics
dream/morpheus
- sweet dreams (are made of this) — by stranger-nightmare
CRIMINAL MINDS
aaron hotchner
- from eden — by heliotropehotch
- gold star — by honeypiehotchner
- love, an abstract concept — by luveline
- honeymoon phase* (series) — by hotchsbitch (ao3)
THE BOYS
soldier boy (he's absolutely horrible but so. so. hot.)
- break me down* (series) — by zepskies (go read their other stuff too!)
- talk to me — by zepskies
homelander (also absolutely horrible. would sleep with him.)
- if i can't have you — by watchstarscollide
- milky white* — by after-witch
GAME OF THRONES
jaime lannister
- i'm not made by design — by ichorai (this legitimately changed my brain chemistry)
STAR WARS
obi-wan kenobi
- like turning on the light* — by full-time-make-believer (deactivated acc) (this also changed the trajectory of my life)
- where it wasn't* — by 221bshrlocked
- your thoughts are loud — by spidersbane
- empty me out* — by 221bshrlocked
- house of memories* (series) — by meshlasolus
- bad idea, right?* (series) — by mischiefling (ao3)
- you make me feel like dancing — by saradika (ao3)
- it's a wonderful lie — by firstofficerwiggles (ao3)
- temptation's kiss — by karasong (ao3)
- you make my dreams* — by wickedscribbles (ao3)
- like a living mirage — by karasong (ao3)
- broken drought* — by rosalindbeatrice (ao3)
- never grow up — by doihavetoloseyoutoo (ao3)
- never ending story — by kybercrystal (ao3)
- volveré* — by kxnobi (ao3)
din djarin (the mandalorian)
- the savior* (part one, part two, part three) — by dindjiarin
- significant — by softlyspector
- touching din — by archieimagines
- uncharted territory* — by pedrito-friskito
- creed* — by wheresarizona
- home is wherever i'm with you* (part one, part two, part three) — by saradika
DRACULA (BBC)
count dracula
- the székely* (series) — by theplumsoldier
LOTR/THE HOBBIT
thranduil oropherion
- a boon* (series) — by inksplots (ao3)
- beauty and the beast (series) — by tamurilofrivendell (ao3)
DOCTOR SLEEP
dan torrance
- of monsters and men* — by helaintoloki & obitwo
- domestic life (headcanons) — by thornsinmycrown
- smut alphabet* — by daincrediblegg
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