#allfics

[sabraefics]

Prompt: Beginning

Pairing: (pre) Blaise & MacCready -----

“Didn’t know you were gonna be dragging me up against so many of these ugly sons of bit..er, these ugly brutes.” MacCready remarks, nose wrinkling a little as he kicks at the bloody, fleshy chunks at his feet (which was all that remained of the Super Mutant Suicider he’d blown up with a well-aimed shot to the creature's mini Nuke). “Startin’ to think I should’ve charged you more.”

Blaise doesn’t respond at first, instead kneeling beside the corpse of another fallen Super Mutant to search through the shallow pockets of the creature’s worn scraps of clothing. He doesn’t seem to find much beyond a few more stray bullets for his rifle, which was pretty much all that MacCready had found too, but that was better than nothing. He watches as Blaise pockets the ammo and wipes a few beads of sweat from his brow before turning to face him. “I told you we’d be going through the Commons, MacCready.”

“Yeah, but when you said that I didn’t think you were actually dumb enough to go through with it.” MacCready huffs, drawing back a little sheepishly when Blaise frowns, one of his dark eyebrows lifting. “I mean, most folks around here know to avoid the commons unless you like Mutants, Ferals, and Raiders comin’ at you from all sides.”

“Well then, we just made this street a little safer for the next person to come along.” Blaise says, his mouth quirking up into a slight smile, and it takes everything MacCready has to not roll his eyes.

Blaise was turning out to be an.. unexpected encounter to say the least. MacCready rarely knew what kind of boss he’d be getting when he took on these independent contracts, but ‘Vault-Dwelling Do-Gooder’ was probably the last person he’d expected to hire him. He doesn’t get it either – if he was the one who’d woken up to find that centuries had passed and he’d been dropped into some violent, irradiated hellhole, he would’ve just gone right back into that icebox or ran towards the horizon until his legs gave out.

But instead, Blaise seemed to make it his mission – or rather, their mission - to help everyone they came across, from fetching trivial items to cleaning out Feral nests. Sure, MacCready understood the need for caps better than most, but half the time Blaise turned the caps down, taking people’s gratitude as payment instead. It was baffling and infuriating, making MacCready want to tear his hair out every time Blaise politely rejected another hefty payment, but another, much smaller part of MacCready thought it was actually a little refreshing. Admirable, even.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever met someone like Blaise, who worked tirelessly to help others. The guy built homes and beds for complete strangers, planted food for them, gave them electricity and running water, and whenever someone was bold enough to ask why he gave so much for so little in return, Blaise would just smile back at them. “It’s the right thing to do,” he’d say, shrugging one shoulder and sounding like he genuinely thought it was that simple.

Maybe it was, for someone like him, but MacCready can’t help but wonder when all this kindness was going to be slapped back into his face. The Commonwealth could be a cruel place, especially to the soft-hearted ones..

“You ready to move on?” Blaise suddenly asks, drawing MacCready from his thoughts. He looks over to see the blond man watching him, rifle held loosely in his hands and that familiar, crooked smile on his face. “I’m hoping to reach the Taffington Boathouse before the sun goes down, get that old water pump of theirs working again.”

“You’re somethin’ else, boss.” MacCready remarks with a shake of his head, but his tone is light. He takes a moment to settle a cigarette into his mouth, muttering a quiet thanks around it when Blaise almost immediately offers him an old flip lighter. Blaise was a strange guy indeed, but MacCready definitely felt that this would be the beginning of an interesting relationship.

Now if only he could convince his new boss to just take the damn caps once in a while.

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[secondpersonfanfiction]

Started a new Undertale fic! Short first chapter. Let me know what you guys think and what you’d like to see happen!

As always I’m taking one shot requests for any fandom!

[jilliancares]

Hey you changed you header now I cant find you fanfiction!! How do I find it, its literally the only reason I come on here.

hey!! i responded to your dm but here’s a link! https://jilliancares.tumblr.com/allfics i’m not sure if that link works on mobile, so you’ll have to get back to me if it doesn’t!! 

[aimeegbbs]

/allfics (if writing counts!!) ❤️

janie, of course writing counts!! this is gonna be sm fun, thank you for sending your fics 💕

your basorexia/mayla fic!! it was the first mayla fic i read and i’m in love because it has a little bit of lamifex and a lot of yearning. my fave part:  “lola could smell maya’s shampoo, something sweet, paired with a fresh, almost earthy fragrance that lola suspected was maybe just her.”

this crisana fic with dani and joana talking about cris because letting cris have a brother and give us the siblings dynamic was a brilliant change from the writers!! i live for siblings dynamics, but you also sold me on that dani and joana dynamic. fav parts: cris thinking “i’m definitely, one hundred percent not eavesdropping.” + “But look, if you hurt my little sister…” another pause. “okay, there’s no way I’m about to threaten a girl. and you’re really cool. but if you break her heart, we’re…not cool. cool?”

this mianna fic because there aren’t enough mia and hanna fics. i love that you wrote mia having a crush on hanna during s1 because that crush has been one of my mianna headcanons since s1!! and then them falling madly in love as s2 main plot also adore all the parallels to the mianna clip at the end of s4. my fave part: “emotional and dangerously deep and safe and good all at once. luminous. home.”

your nooreva fic because nooreva are my babies and i’m a sucker for established and domestic relationships. my fave part: “noora knew the shape of her body, even under layers of sheets and blankets and a comforter.”

crisana discussing their s2 fight because back during s2 i had hoped that the fight would be addressed more and i always was a little disappointed that it wasn’t. i’m amazed with how you let them talk about it but at the same time it’s such a gentle and sweet fic. petition for the writers to give us your fic in a bonus clip during s4 pls 🥺 my fave part: ““you made these,” cris said, her voice cracking a little, “thinking you’d show them to me someday?” she looked at joana and joana, of course, was already looking back, her eyes glistening. “girl, i can’t believe you did this. you really thought we’d get back together even after i…” cris had to look away when joana slipped their hands together. we fit, cris thought. we’ve always fit.”

[tawmlinsun]

:”) if ficlets count as creations ✨ tagged allfics!

omg of course ficlets count as creations!!! ✨✨✨

(read all of janie’s amazing ficlets here!!)

other side of the door — i think this was one of the first fics of yours that i found???? i love the lil snapshot of joana/dani’s friendship, the good brother dani moments, plus!!! that kiss at the end!!! they love each other so much :((((((((((((((((

all i want is always you — another one i just adore. the whole “girl of my dreams” convo is just......so soft and they’re truly just romantic dorks here alsdfjslasj i am yearning!!!!!

basorexia — janie doing the lord’s work and writing mayla 💖💖literally you captured that feeling of just wanting to kiss someone so bad absolutely perfectly and i love how it falls in line with lola realizing how much she likes maya and how scared she is of truly getting to know each other and risking the potential of maya having feelings for her

creators send me ✨ + your creations tag for my three fave creations of yours!!!

[liapher]

tidenes verdens allfic

[toshler]

Can you do masterlist?

a masterlist is like a list of all the fics right?? i already have a link on my page, still needs to be updated though: https://toshler.tumblr.com/allfics 

[annadier]

Hi. Can I please be added to your allfics taglist?

Definitely! @thisismysecrethappyplace

[sabraefics]

Prompt: Getting Lost Somewhere Pairing: Light M!Handers

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There weren’t many constants in Hawke’s life. Between their family always running from the Templars, running from the Blight, and then struggling for a whole year to find their feet in Kirkwall, stability was never a luxury he’d really been granted. But one of the very few things he could count on being there was his lousy sense of direction, though honestly that flaw was more resented than counted on.

It hadn’t really been a problem for him back in Ferelden, where all the open villages and wide streets were easy enough to memorize, but right now he wasn’t in Ferelden. No, he and half of his friends were trapped in an abandoned Dwarven thaig, miles underground, and Hawke was starting to wonder if this place was purposely designed for outsiders to get lost and die in.

Typically, Hawke liked to look at violence as a last resort, charming his way out of any trouble he couldn’t settle with smooth actions. But oh, when he caught up to Bartrand he was going to strangle that traitorous fucker with his own innards.

Or, if they all ended up dying down here before catching up to Bartrand, Hawke was at the very least going to haunt him for the rest of his days. Take that!

“Not trying to sound like the voice of doom or anything-” Varric suddenly speaks up as they’re walking down the length of another hallway, causing Hawke, Anders, and Isabela to all look back at the dwarf that was bringing up the rear of the group. “-but I’m almost positive that we’ve gone through this corridor already.”

Hawke frowns, looking at the stone-carved walls and pillars around them. He tries to seek out something familiar but all of the hallways and rooms that they’d gone through so far looked so similar to him that they could’ve walked through this same corridor a dozen times and been none the wiser.

“Maybe it all just looks the same and we haven’t actually been wandering in circles for Maker knows how long?” Hawke replies, trying to sound at least a little hopeful but Varric just looks as skeptical as he feels. He was really going to have to work on sounding more optimistic if he wanted to keep their spirits up.

“No, we’ve definitely been here before,” Isabela says, and Hawke looks over to see her pointing towards something marked on one of the pillars beside her. He quickly moves forward to get a closer look but then stops mid-step when he realizes that the ‘symbol’ is just a crudely drawn erection carved into the stone. He blinks before meeting Isabela’s gaze, and she just grins back at him as shameless as ever. “What? I was marking the route.”

“Thanks, Bela,” Hawke replies in a deadpan tone before he sighs, looking around the corridor before he turns to face the group. “Okay, so we definitely just walked in a circle. Or a square, knowing how old Dwarves liked to think. Thoughts?”

“My thought is that trusting Bartrand and coming down here might not have been our best idea,” Anders says, sitting down on a broken chunk of what was probably once a pillar before he meets Hawke’s gaze. “But that probably goes without saying by now.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that, Blondie. Up until the part where Bartrand left us down here to die, I think it was all going pretty well.” Varric replies, his tone almost light but Hawke can hear the underlying hurt and anger in his friend’s tone. He can’t imagine what Varric was thinking right now.. They might not have always gotten along well, but there was no world where Hawke could imagine Carver ever doing something like this to him. It still stings to think about him, but Hawke tries not to dwell on that right now. His repressed grief was the least of their problems and it should probably remain that way.

“Well, standing around and talking about dismembering a traitorous dwarf might cheer us up,” Hawke says, returning the collective attention of his friends to him, “but it won’t get us out of here. Let’s keep going, and try to leave some better markers as we do.”

“You’ll thank me when we’re out of here,” Isabela replies, throwing him a playful wink. Hawke returns the familiar gesture with a smirk before his gaze goes over to Anders, and he watches as the mage gets to his feet with a weary huff.

“You feeling all right, Anders?” Hawke asks, approaching him before another thought suddenly crosses his mind. “And not trying to add to our current problems, but you don’t happen to sense any Darkspawn down here do you?”

“If I did, I certainly wouldn’t be keeping it to myself,” Anders replies, rolling his shoulders as he and Hawke follow after their other two companions, and they walk in silence for a few seconds before Anders lets out another soft sigh. “I just.. I can’t say I have a lot of fond memories about being underground.”

“Oh I’m sure we’ll look back at this and laugh someday.” Hawke replies, reaching over to give Anders’ shoulder a companionable pat. “But on the bright side, everything that we come across down here can probably be killed.”

“Yes, including us,” Anders replies, raising an eyebrow at the grin that Hawke gives him in lieu of a reply. “Just try to keep a distance if we do happen across any Darkspawn. The last thing we need is someone getting infected with the Blight sickness.”

“Precisely why I didn’t risk bringing Bethany down here,” Hawke replies promptly, watching as Isabela and Varric both pause in their walking to start scraping some noticeable markers in the stone walls. “But I’m not too worried – I’ve got a big, bad Grey Warden right here to keep me safe.”

Anders scoffs at that, and when Hawke glances over he thinks that he sees a faint dusting of red on his cheeks. It’s difficult to tell in the dim lighting of the walkway, but Anders is still smiling when he meets Hawke's gaze again. “Fine, but if we run into a dragon I’m leaving that one to you.”

“Fair enough.” Hawke grins. “But if it’s a baby dragon I’m going to try and tame it first.”

“That I don’t doubt.” Anders says, and there’s a noticeable fondness in his tone, one that fills Hawke’s chest with a pleasant warmth as they keep following after the others, eager to leave this thaig and this journey behind them.

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[taekookrecs]

Green and Green Makes Black and Blue

Author:  sixwhiteroses

Chapter: 1/1 (But there is a vminkook sequel)

Jungkook can't handle his new horse for shit, and his trainer Seokjin, at his wits' end, decides to ring up an old acquaintance to take over Jungkook's training. His name is Taehyung, he's all around the most stunning person Jungkook has ever seen and Jungkook quickly finds out that he is going take over a lot more than just his training.

aka

In which Jungkook gets the perception of his own body fucked out of him.

#Equestria!Jungkook #Equestria”taehyung #teacher!taehyung #horses #slowburn - ish #hard s*x #sub!jungoo #a bit of insecure jungoo as well #firm!taehyung #but also when needed soft!taehyung #agedup!tae #rimming #overstimulation #koo is v loud

[thezouislibrary]

Summary: Louis’ a Brit in America who is just trying to raise his daughter and excel at work. A pretty man and terribly unhealthy fast food are trying to make his life difficult.

Author: ab_hinc

Category: One-Shot

[jilliancares]

Your link to the masterlist isn't working on the app?

i think the problem is that the masterlist is on a page of my blog (like jilliancares.tumblr.com/allfics) instead of being a post, like my latest fic and arp chapter links are. sorry man!

[anisethefiaadmin]

I got the registration on allfics.com to work. O.o. d984758ujfhorieaI DON'T EVEN. More updates later. :)

[grylesfics]

Summary: Harry falls in love with a wealthy client. They both pay for it, in instalments. Pretty Woman AU.

Category: Oneshot

A brief sniff and he’s folding the napkin up and running the back of his nail along the crease. “I don’t think you’ve quite got the hang of how negotiating works, Harry.”

“I’m doing all right.” Harry wets his lips, going with his gut. “Add another two hundred and you get the full boyfriend package.”

A/N: One of my all-time favourites! I don't know how we haven't rec'd this before now?

[weighthelove]

Summary: It's been 5 months. Which was 5 months too many.

Category: One-shot (2276)

Rating: NC-17

Stroking his fingers over Harry’s cheek, he gazed softly at his young boyfriend’s face he thought back to 2am when Harry had slammed the door coming home, undressed on his way up and crawled into bed, right into Nick’s open arms and pressed himself as close as humanly possible. A few tears had run down Harry’s cheek but neither spoke as Nick wiped them off before kissing him softly on the lips, pulled the duvet around them both and played with Harry’s curls until he fell asleep. It’s been 5 months. Which was 5 months too many.