#bodyguard!killian

[enlichened]

fallout fans i beseech thee... whats a plausable m/m couple in the first game. my only stipulation is that it CANNOT include the master

[xoxoskai]

RKVERSE BRATVA HEADCANNONS

that no one really asked for, but everyone needs<3

Damien Orlov is Nikolai Sokolov's Godfather.

The one-slightly related to the mafia- kid that all the second-generation mafia kids are scared respect is Sebastian and Naomi's firstborn (I said what I said)

In the Morozov household, all arguments are solved through uno.

Ironically, the one with the best accuracy while firing a gun is the one with the least bloodlust in him, Gareth.

Annika is closest to Lidiya Morozova and the Orlov Princess.

Naomi and Sebastian are Gareth Carson's Godparents.

Adrian tries to homeschool his kids, but it backfires when neither of his kids let him work in peace as a sign of protest. He reluctantly lets them attend a private school with an army of bodyguards.

Kai Takeda becomes the next head of the Yakuza.

Vaughn is very good at playing video games to the point that he gets invited to play at events.

Maya and Gareth are the best at cheating while playing any kinds of board games and often defeat the rest (Killian loses because he's in a team with Nikolai who gets bored midway and tries to sabotage the game instead).

Damien is good at cooking while Kirill has a hidden talent for baking. Adrian finds the prospect of both of them wearing aprons funny until he is put on duty for washing the dishes. Wearing his daughter's purple, floral apron.

Jeremy becomes really good at lip-reading while he's trying to figure out what his parents are talking about over his head and as an adult, he's desperately trying to lose the habit around them.

The one who taught all the boys to drive a bike is Mio Orlov.

She also taught Sasha who nearly gives the Pakhan of the Bratva a heart attack when she figures out how to do wheelies with Rai cheering her on.

Kyle Hunter is exceptionally good at hide and seek and the kids could never find him whenever the Sokolovs were hosting sleepovers.

Annika has knocked endlessly and tirelessly on Adrian's office door till he let her in so she could demonstrate her pirouette the first time she had perfectly done it (Adrian had made Yan, Kolya and Boris give her a standing ovation).

Rai Sokolov is everyone's go-to Aunt for anything their own parents aren't letting them do. Asher and Reina won't send their sons to another continent for college? Enrolls her own son to go with them. The girls want to go to a concert? Sends an army of disguised bodyguards with them. One of the kids is drunk and needs to be picked up? She's already buckling into her car.

Adrian and Lia are Vaughn's Godparents.

Mia Sokolov starts giving plants as birthday presents and nearly makes Kirill and Damien bust a lung from laughter when she gives Adrian a cactus.

Karina Morozova has the reputation for giving the most bizarre gifts that the kids end up loving. Rents out an entire theater for Annika's birthday party. Buys all the game-machines in an arcade for Vaughn. Tells Maya they are going shopping for her birthday and flies her to Paris for it. Sees Jeremy reading bl when he's home from college one time and buys him an entire boxful of yaoi comics with a "I dog earmarked some of my favorites" note. She's extra that way and they all love it.

Damien, Adrian, Kyle and Kirill also have a group chat that Adrian has tried leaving multiple times. When Annika and Mia get boyfriends, Damien is laughing so hard at their predicament that Adrian reveals his daughter's secret relationship with the Pakhan's eldest son and then leaves the group. Again.

Lidiya Morozova becomes the first woman Pakhan after her uncle dares anyone to oppose her crowning with her getting backed up by four of the strongest Bratva families.

Vaughn and Kirill bond over making castles out of playing cards. They've spent lots of days, sitting cross-legged on the floor and stacking one card after another, using multiple decks. It's how he discovers his love for architecture.

Maya Sokolov is a natural at coding and hacking, but she finds it boring and even refuses Adrian's attempt to teach her to hone her skills.

Kyle is really good at magic tricks. Almost all the kids (minus natural cheaters, Maya and Gareth) fall for it even though some of them don't want to (Jeremy and Killian, they know it's a trick, but they can't prove it).

Naomi is not approving of Damien until she actually talks to him and realizes he's just a bakayaro.

Mia Sokolov is really good at escape rooms while Nikolai spends half the time going "That was a clue?"

Ilya Levitsky is only accepted into the family after he goes through extensive torture and lives on to say, "You can't keep me from her". He wins Kyle's respect with that.

Lia discovers that she's really good at drinking games when she's having a girl's night out with Sasha, Mio and Rai. She can throw darts with her eyes blindfolded.

The Volkovs have movie nights on Thursdays where the movies are decided based on a game of jenga. Annika swears she's not shaking the table (she is).

The Morozovs host the best sleepovers. We're talking Princess Diaries level of sleepovers with mattress surfing, vending and claw machines in the house and treasure hunts across the entire property.

The Orlovs are the best at throwing parties and love any occasion to do so. Cherry blossoms are blooming? Throw a party. His daughter got an A on her dictation? Throw a party. Someone bumped into Damien and he didn't kill them? Throw. A. Party.

The Carsons are the best at pretending they have no ties to the Bratva. You saw an army of bodyguards leaving their house? Must be the new interns Asher is hiring. Their oldest nephew has tattoos at the age of 11? But he loves drawings. Reina's twin is AWOL the whole time? She's just shy.

The Weavers are horrible at pretending they aren't related into some shady business.

The Sokolovs' house is synonymous with a common playground. Especially after Mia's kidnapping. If she's scared to go out and meet anyone else, ofcourse the rest of them are gonna come over at all times and spend time with her, it's only natural.

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Don't even wanna promise a part two when I know I never commit but here's to hoping?

[monsterfuckingthoughts]

Orc x Reader (Bodyguard/Princess) The Waterfall

Synopsis: You and your bodyguard engage in intimate acts under a waterfall.

You watched him from behind the safety of a tree. 

Kilian, your bodyguard, rejuvenated himself in the richness of the waterfall he stood under. Water cascaded down his muscular body, trailing down his broad shoulders and dripping off of his massive thighs. 

You swallowed back your pure excitement as you felt your womanhood practically ache in anticipation. 

He had invited you here to join him. 

You knew the desicion would ultimately be yours to make. 

Your betrothal to your fiancé was to be considered. 

A man your father had hand selected himself in order to form alliances. Your mind knew this, your mind considered this. And yet when you closed your eyes and dared to place your fingers between your legs, Kilian was who you saw. Who you wanted. 

You anxiously lifted your hands and your fingers fumbled untying your bodice. 

Kilian looked up to meet your eyes, and you froze. Had he been aware of your presence the entire time? 

You gasped when a smirk formed on his face. 

If you weren’t so nervous you would have been annoyed with his cockiness, but you wanted him too badly to retreat to the campsite up the path. Instead you finished undressing and marched over to the waterfall where he stood. 

You treaded into the small body of water. 

It was cool but not frigid enough to be uncomfortable. The water went just above your waist, slightly higher on you than your orc companion. 

Kilian had turned his back to you to allow the water to dampen his hair. You followed suit and did the same. The pressure felt amazing against your scalp, ridding you of the dirt of your travels. 

Killian’s gaze wandered down your body, admiring your nude figure. You sighed in relief as the water relieved your tense muscles. He enjoyed you like this, free of the reserved princess facade you maintained. 

He reached out and placed a hand on your bare waist.

 You turned to face him. 

“I’ve been thinking about this since our kiss under the moon.”

You smirked at him. 

“Yes,” you agreed. “I can feel your excitement against my thigh.”

He chuckled and pulled you into an embrace. Your bare breasts crashed agaist his solid torso, sending a wave of relief through you.

You placed your hands on his pectorals and looked up to meet his gaze. He gifted you a genuine smile and kind eyes. 

“Are you sure about this?” he asked. 

You nodded. “More than anything. Please take me Killian.” 

He lifted you up so you were facing one another. You kissed his jaw bone, just under his lips. He took his free arm and reached for your hand, which you gladly gave him. He pressed his palm against against yours so your fingers lined up. 

His hand dwarfed yours in comparison, scars and calluses gave them a gruff appearance. A reminder of his years in battle. To you they were beautiful, Kilian was beautiful, and you were honored to hold his heart as he held yours. 

He took hold of you fingers and brought them to his own lips, kissing each one individually. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you out of the water and placed you in the small cave that hid behind the waterfall. Kilian gently set you down and you laid on your back, shaking in anticipation for him to be inside you. 

But he wanted to prep you first, and now being able to see the entirety of him, you knew you’d need a lot of it. He got down on his hands and knees caging you under him. 

Kilian gently cupped your face. 

“You look beautiful,” he murmured. 

“Really,” you mused.

You gasped when he cupped your left breast in the palm of his hand. 

“Tell me what feels good and what doesn’t Princess.”

[certifiedfantasyreader]

Nikobran give major girls-dad. And I'm glad we all collectively agree on that.

I see them with 3 beautiful triplets 😭🫶🏻.

Irina Sokolov-king ( or maybe kylie in honor of her grandfather)

Jasmine Sokolov- King ( In honor of her grandmother)

Jamie Sokolov- King ( In honor of her Grandfather)

.......

Irina the oldest of the triplet is somehow a mix of lan nd niko . She's definitely kind and generous to the people she cherish but wouldn't hesitate to give you hell for touching her family.

She's definitely narcissistic like her uncle Lan but not to the point of annoying.

She just knows she's that girl and everyone accepts it.

She's hella smart as well , like really smart. She's a women is STEM. And a worldwide famous figure skater.

She's also a bookworm. And is obsessed with pjo, HP.

She's kinda uncomfortable with the idea of relationship until she meets her person.

.......

Jasmine the middle child is full blown Niko. She's very violent and always angry when she doesn't get her way.

She's a very talented painter like her daddy. Almost everyone is in awe of her work. At how she can bring her paintings to life.

She's also a super fashionable girl. All her clothes are designer and custom made. Her sisters always tease her when she's dressed for the nine when they're just going to a simple hangouts.( she gets that from her aunty Maya)

She's kind of called a bully for telling people off when she's just being honest. She doesn't know the meaning of Sugarcoating and is similar to Irina in that department.

.........

Jamie the youngestis mini Brandon. Is the calm one of the bunch but with a RBF. Everyone is intimidated to approach her but once they get to know her she's the sweetest.

She's more reserved and quite than her sisters and is always observant.

She's a sketcher of all things. Give her a great pencil she'll sketch you in like an hour. ( She's freakishly talented) and is always approched by agents.

She's seen as the quite one yet She's always carefree with her sisters and parents.

She's absolutely terrified of any animals ,so much so that she's always fighting with Irina who's a lover of pets.

She's also really close to JerCes son ( X Volkov( name the kid)) to the point where they develop feelings for each other.

......

The triplets are attached at the hip and would never let anyone come between them.

They have annual hangouts every Thursday.

They have a special group hug whenever one sister accomplishs something , feeling down, or just in general.

Each sister have a favorite aunt and Uncle.

Irina: Lan and Maya ( she always admired how lans mind works , and she feels a deep connection to Maya since she was a kid and she doesn't even know why.)

Jas: Kill and Glyn ( She bonds with glyn over their shared love of painting and since killian wont separate from Glyn she doesn't have a choice but to be close with him as well, but ends up being really close.

Jamie: Jer and Ces ( She always loved the calmness they bring when they're around. Bonus point is that they become her in- laws😉)

Lan and Bran always admired they're closeness since they never got that.

Mia and Maya gets nostalgic when they see the sisters.

Lan always tells them to never hesitant to call him if anyone dared to upset them.

They're always surrounded by bodyguards to the point they beg Niko to down it down.

Niko never stressed or forced them with the obligations that comes with the Mafia world ( Arranged marriage )

They're super close to 4 grand parents. Kyle is their go to when they need some fun embarrassing stories abt niko.

Irina inherits her love of cooking from Brandon . It's their bonding time and will kick out the rest from the kitchen.

Overall they're one happy family.

..........

This are my imagination so please take this as a silly fic.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Headcanons for being in a love triangle between Killian Jones and Prince Charming/David Nolan would include...

God, get ready for every single thing to be a contest. It can get quite exhausting because they're both extremely stubborn and even the simplest of things will be turned into a competition of who can do it better.

They're very different in their approaches to you.

Killian is very forthcoming and flirty, always with a compliment and dirty joke but underneath all the flirting, he's genuine and what he's saying is true... he just likes to make you laugh and it takes time for you to break down his walls.

David is - would you guess - charming. He wears his heart on his sleeve so you and him usually have rather deep conversations about how he feels, about how much he cares for you. You appreciate that he can so easily express himself. David also is good at knowing when to pump the brakes if he ever steps a line or goes too far.

Despite their bickering and arguing and competitions, if anything happens to you the two of them will go to literal hell and back to get you safe.

You're their number one priority so they'll do anything it takes for you to be safe.

They're both protective of you, at times over protective. There was once a time when they insisted on having one of them by your side at all times like a bodyguard.

Killian always knows how to make you laugh. He's there on your bad days with a joke and a smile.

David's just so sweet. He always seems to know exactly what you need and when. In need of a coffee? Here he is rounding the corner, cup in hand. In need of a hug? There he is with open arms.

It's difficult because you care so much about them both so your choice to pick or not pick either is extremely difficult and takes you a long time.

Killian once suggested you become a 'throuple' or at the very least have a threesome... maybe that offer is still on the table.

[iriel3000]

Hurry, She Needs You

Summary: Natasha becomes ill from what they think is food poisoning. Tony and Bruce try to care for her until Clint arrives home from a deep cover mission. Part 1 of 6

Whumptober Day 1: Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”

Natasha whump, light whump, eventual happy ending

“OK, I made my speech. I'm ready to leave." Tony Stark loosened his silk, Ferragamo tie and unbuttoned the top of his white dress shirt.

"Photo op with the Board of Directors and then we can go." His sultry companion tossed her long red hair over her shoulder, surveying the room.

New York’s finest came out for the city’s annual Public Works Charity Auction. Natasha had agreed to accompany Tony while Pepper was at the Clean Energy Conference in Chicago.

"Really?" He asked, eyes lighting up. "Pepper always makes me stay and schmoose."

"Do you want me to act like your wife tonight?" Natasha arched an eyebrow and toyed with her empty rocks glass.

"That's a loaded question, Agent Romanov." He smirked and signaled for another drink.

“If anything,” Tony lowered his voice, “I need you to use your skills on Aldrich Killian. There are whispers he’s experimenting with biologicals and I want to know what he’s up to.”

“Maybe the next party. I’m tasked to only one crazy billionaire tonight.”

"Aren't I the lucky one?” Stark raked his eyes over her elegant figure.

Natasha wore a simple yet sexy little black dress with a diamond necklace, earrings and a plain black band on her right ring finger. He joked that the ring had a hidden needle full of poison inside.

“Aldrich couldn’t handle you in that dress tonight, anyway.” That got a smirk out of her. “Speaking of simps, where’s Barton?”

Her face softened, becoming almost wistful.

“Too far.”

“Excuse me, Mr. Stark.” A waiter interrupted and held out a short glass with clear liquid, another sat on a small tray. “Compliments of Mr. Killian.”

Tony looked across the room at Aldrich then turned away from his top competitor and rolled his eyes.

Natasha accepted both, thanked the young man and downed the first drink in one gulp. She held up the second and toasted to Killian in thanks.

“He doesn’t look pleased that I drank his expensive liquor.”

“I'm sure he wanted to see me choke on it.”

“Bitter finish,” she scrunched her nose, “I did you a favor.”

The host of the evening announced a silent auction would begin in ten minutes.

“Romanov, get us out of here.”

“Follow me.” Natasha stood but quickly put a hand to her forehead.

“You okay?” Tony jumped to her side when she swooned and grabbed for the edge of the table.

Tony laced his arm through hers. She giggled.

“Wait. Are you drunk?”

"No.” Natasha yanked her arm free, wobbling a little as she did so.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" He’d seen Natasha drink way more than tonight but never slur or stumble.

"Funny. Do you want to leave? Or do you want me to announce that the after party is at your house?” She turned towards the podium.

“No, no.” He stopped her. “No more jokes. Get us out of here.”

On the ride home, Natasha was quiet. Tony kept from commenting on the fine sheen of sweat glistening over her face and neck or how she kept her eyes closed, making little noises with every turn of the car.

He had his own private entrance to his penthouse but offered to ride up with Nat.

“I’m fine.” She clipped and fumbled into the elevator.

Tony hovered until the number to her floor stopped and started back down. The doors opened.

The empty compartment should have made him feel better, but it didn't.

Stark wandered down to his basement lab and poured a scotch, contemplating on how to check on his favorite bodyguard without her knowing he was checking on her.

Hey. he texted. Does William Tell know we went on a date?

Waiting for a reply, Tony flipped on the news and opened his new software system, an advanced A. I. program he’d been working on for the Tower.

Glancing at his phone, he frowned. No response yet. He tried again.

Breakfast in the morning? Happy wants to go over the new security install with you.

His knee bounced impatiently waiting for a response.

At the five minute mark, Tony called for Jarvis.

“Jarvis, security override, Stark616. What is the status of Agent Romanov?”

“Agent Romanov’s heart rate and blood pressure are abnormal. Vitals indicate she is unconscious, sir.”

Tony raced to the elevator.

“Agent Romanov is in Agent Barton’s quarters, the master bathroom.”

Tony would’ve enjoyed that little piece of information any other time, right now, he needed to know Nat was okay.

Rushing through Clint’s apartment, Tony burst into the bathroom.

“Oh my God, Natasha.” She was unconscious on the floor. “Nat, wake up! Jarvis, call Bruce!”

tbc...entire story will be posted below after part 6

Hurry, She Needs You

[awritingcaitlin]

💥Find the Word

Thank you @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag!

My words are: abuse, question, spare, bring

Turning around and tagging: @sentfromwolves, @isabellebissonrouthier, @turnips-creates, @kae-luna, and @sithbelle (no pressure!)

Your words are: sit, nap, argue, hand, flight

Snippets from Siege under the cut!

📨BRING

The sergeant looked him up and down. “Lance Constable Niles, do you mean to tell me that you singlehandedly destroyed that tank?”

“There’s a weak spot at the grill,” Niles grumbled. It seemed pointless to deny it further. Anyone who could form a fire-whip knew that weakness. It certainly had made Niles feel safer sitting in McCormack’s fucking trenches.

“Noted,” the sergeant said. “Though what brings the two of you over here?”

“We’re trying to deliver a letter to General Steviss from the Field Marshal,” Niles said.

The sergeant raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t seen the Sir in a bit,” he said.

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💤SPARE

“I’m going to take a nap,” he continued. “Give me that spare telestone so I can check on you in a couple hours to ensure you sleep.”

There was no point arguing with him. She pulled the telestone out of her bag and handed it to him.

“Do you need me to make her sleep?” Celia asked.

“Might just,” Kanjo said. “She’s being terribly stubborn about it.”

“Uncle Kanjo!” Rinnie growled.

“He clearly cares about you,” Celia tutted. She looked back at Kanjo. “I’ll make sure she rests after we’re done talking.”

Rinnie sighed loudly. Kanjo ruffled her hair, to be extra annoying, and then left.

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💢ABUSE

“Oh, shut up you overpaid bodyguard. You aren’t exactly well in the head yourself. Otherwise, you would have handed over the vials already,” Kaniel snapped, stepping closer to Killian and pointing an angry finger at him. “I’m giving you one last chance. Give up the cure or I’ll take it from you.”

That honestly surprised Killian. “Wow. That’s what this is about? At our level I’ve never heard of this happening. I expect a lot of slimy shit from you, but I never expected you to abuse code-phrases,” Killian said in a voice that was almost wonderous. He straightened his spine, towering over Kaniel easily. “As before, the answer is no. Not just no, fuck no. You cannot and will not take the cure from me. I will hand-deliver it to our Queen, or die trying.”

“Fine!” Kaniel shouted as he made a short but complex gesture with his left hand.

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❔QUESTION

Captain Harrison and the crew began pre-flighting. Killian tagged along, asking questions.

Rinnie walked around the ship, admiring the beauty. Everything from the specially-treated, aluminum frame to the nose cone made entirely out of Damian Glass—enchanted to resist bullets and, well, everything else. It had supplementary wings, clearly outfitted for longer expeditions, despite being marketed largely as a racing ship.

Grandpa Edgewing would have loved to lay his hands on one. Rinnie gingerly reached out and touched the smooth metal of the hull.

“Care to explain your fascination with airships?” Killian asked, coming up behind her.

“Oh!” Rinnie jumped in surprise. She pushed hair out of her face. Killian chuckled.

“There’s no point trying to hide it,��� Killian continued. “I can see you ogling.” Rinnie sighed. “My grandfather was an airship mechanic,” she explained. “All he ever talked about was ships, races, and shows.” She smiled fondly.

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Tonys across the multiverse

All of these make me want to write different AUs for this man. All of them.

Look at the one with the teddy bear?! Isn’t he a perfect choice for Bodyguard! Tony???? He’s hired to protect your daughter or is head of security (forehead of security, lol), you’re a single mom and of course, you fall for this hot, hot man!

Surgeon/Doctor AU makes me think about a darker Tony, he’s held you captive and wants to try all sorts of mad experiments on you. Kinda like Aldrich Killian did with the Extremis project.

This is all thanks to the wonderful @tonystark-au Thank you for these pictures, my darling. I’ve been staring at them for too long. I must sleep.

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[tildeathiwillwrite]

✍️ "when did you get started writing?"

✏️ “what are your current WIPs about?”

(in response to this ask game)

✍️ When did you get started writing?

I don't have an exact year, but by my estimation I was 10 or 11 when I got a sparkly pink notebook and began what is in hindsight shitty videogame fanfiction. I never finished it, and I wanted to crawl put of my skin when I found the notebook recently. Shows how much I've grown as a writer, we all have to start somewhere!

✏️ What are your current WIPs about?

Okay so I got eight WIPs that I post about: 5 original novels, 1 original short story (that might end up being a novelette) and 2 fanfics. Listed in order of current priority. Long post incoming hehe

The Hunter, the Myth and the Cure from Tales from Valaria (Original Novel)

Valaria is in turmoil. An outbreak of lycanthropy has swept across the planet, halting trade and sending everyone into panic. The elves have closed their borders, the Draigo have barricaded themselves into their strongholds, and it is left to the humans to quell the plague before the infected kill or spread the disease to the entire population. Ten years after the outbreak, the plague is somewhat handled. Draven Cozenson is an infamous lycanthrope hunter, someone tasked with tracking down werewolves and putting them down before they can infect others. While on a job in the vast forest known as the Fells, he discovers a strange elf trapped beneath a frozen lake. Octavian de Silv has unknowingly been imprisoned for a decade, held in a magical stasis the likes of which are unheard of. Still reeling from events that concluded a decade before, he is forced to get his bearings in a world vastly different than he remembers. Reese Takari is trapped. Not just by the walls of the place where she was taken, but also by the fear of what would happen to her father if she takes any opportunity to escape. And now she's trapped by her value as a subject for unknown experiments. The search for an antidote or a vaccine against the outbreak is ongoing. Researchers are desperate, and ethics have long been tossed out the window. Magicians roam freely, no longer afraid of Draigo agents hunting them down for wrongdoing. Perhaps it will take a new---or rather, old---perspective to turn the tide. Or, more likely, perhaps not.

A Musician and a Curse (Original Short Story/Novelette)

A story that began as a one-shot about a musician cursed to have the siren affect on those who hear her music.

The Legend of Orian Goldeneye (Original Novel)

On the planet Somnia, there are two worlds, hopelessly intertwined: the physical world, and the dream. In the dream, anything is possible. ...Unless it involves black glass. The city of Saint's Shoal is in a state of unrest. A dreamshaper by the name of Azura Lazuli seeks vengeance, and she will stop at nothing to see it through. The responsibility falls to Orian Goldeneye, mythical child of balance, to stop her before her actions harm innocents. But he's only one dreamshaper, and every battle between them ends in a draw. He's getting desperate. So what happens when two strangers get tossed into a prison designed for dreamshapers? An opportunity is siezed, and it just might tip the scales in his favor. But time's running short, and Orian's new allies, Jas and Killian, may be far more than meets the eye. Will they aid him and put an end to Azura's reign of terror? Or will they bring more problems than he started with?

The Watcher and the Thief from Tales from Valaria (Original Novel)

A Watcher (glorified detective/bodyguard) seeks out a magician to reverse a curse placed upon his apprentice. A thief steals a gemstone from the Draigo that is much more valuable than it seems. And a devar messenger, tasked with an urgent message, is instead drawn into the conflict between a Stalker and her prey.

Trials of the Six (Original Novel)

A group of ragtag Mages set out to smuggle Mages out of the Permafrost and accidentally get drawn into a conflict between two countries. But not everything is as it seems, and the stakes might be bigger than any of them can imagine.

The Assassin and the Dragonlance (Dragonlance and Death Gate Cycle crossover fanfiction)

In Which Alfred accidentally causes Hugh the Hand to regenerate somewhere… different after his second death on Arianus. Not posted yet.

Forsaken: the Doomed City (Original Novel)

The story is about a group of four young adults (Rowan, Victoria, Ollie, and Sam) who are trapped in a city full of other superheroes that has had a shield put up around it to keep everyone stuck inside. The team seeks to get out of the city before a villain called Whisper kills Rowan in a Russian roulette-esq game occurring every full moon.

Defy from Demigods of the Death Gate (Percy Jackson and Death Gate Cycle crossover fanfiction)

Demigods of the Death Gate is a crossover fanfiction series with Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Death Gate Cycle. It features characters from PJO in the setting of the Death Gate Cycle alongside the series' own characters. Annabeth has a mission: to find the fabled Sartan strongholds. To do so, she must translate journals left behind when the humans, elves and dwarves were exiled into the jungles of Pyran long ago. But when the mythological tytans resurface, Annabeth discovers another source of information, power, and problems. Join Annabeth as she translates the Sartan rune language, learns to use the Sartan rune magic, and pries answers out of a mysterious, quiet man with a dog.

[saibug1022]

For the ask game

Val, Leon, and Magnus (along w their respective partners)

OTP Asks

Val Polycule (Andy, Lucas, Noah, and Dan) (ILITW)

Who would beg the other not to leave? Who has to leave to protect the other? Well. The fun thing about this one is that it's canon. Noah literally on his knees begging Val not to go while Val leaves (dies) so Noah doesnt have to and everyone else is free.... Who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor? Who tends to the other's wounds? By the time the others process what is happening and what the person said, Val is already leaping into "battle" and Andy is right at his heels. Meanwhile Lucas and Noah are physically dragging them away by their scruffs and Dan is sighing as he heads off to get the first aid kit.

Does either of them have a secret that could potentially ruin their relationship? Not in the uh, traditional sense. But Val constantly lies and hides his feelings to an unhealthy extent and his defensiveness when pushed does NOT helped. It's let to more than one fight and even an instance where he and Lucas didn't talk for a week. But thankfully Val does get his head out of his ass and goes to therapy to start working on it and does get better.

Leon and Tom (ILB)

Who would beg the other not to leave? Who has to leave to protect the other? I'm not entirely sure of a scenario where it would happen but Leon would leave Tom to protect him in a heartbeat and Tom would NOT be happy about it. I'm talking Leon tells him and is out the door before Tom has even realized what Leo was saying and then Tom storms outside after him. However. The reverse is also not out of the equation. You see, when Leon was missing in ILW, one of the avenues explored for where he could be involved Elliot hunting down and interrogating Leon's bio dad, Steve Killian. And when Leon was saved sweet, well-meaning Elliot let Steve know. Unfortunately this brought Leon's transphobic and homophobic father to Pine Springs to see him. It would be very likely that Tom with his very low self-esteem and severe guilt, would see how much Leon is learning and try to help take a piece of it off his shoulders by leaving.

Who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor? Who tends to the other's wounds? Leon would DEFINITELY fight to defend Tom's honor even against Tom's fellow nerds. And Tom will so gently tend to Leon's wounds while also making Leon swear he will not do something like that again. Leon will absolutely do it again.

Does either of them have a secret that could potentially ruin their relationship? After ILW Leon ends up with powers...ones he very much doesnt want and tries to deny. He doesn't tell anyone. Not even Tom or Elliot. As a result they kind of...explode and he hurts both Parker and Danni. Tom is pissed. Being lied to about the power is what got him possessed last time and while he can handle Leon having powers, lying about them is a whole other story.

Magnus and Marcus (LoA/Windverse)

Who would beg the other not to leave? Who has to leave to protect the other? Marcus actually, even though it seems like it should be Magnus. Magnus left once to protect himself. But after an encounter with a particularly jealous fan that lands Magnus and Zahir in the hospital (nothing too serious, just some bruises and a concussion and a few broken bones) after what they thought was a work dinner Marcus tries to leave Magnus to protect him. However he severely underestimates Magnus's stubborness and Magnus bugs him with phone calls and texts until Magnus takes time off work just to show up at Marcus's house and Marcus's bodyguard even lets him in. Magnus then stands there and refuses to leave until Marcus either calls the police or gets his head out of his ass. He very much does thankfully

Who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor? Who tends to the other's wounds? While both would defend the other, Marcus is the one more likely to actually fight someone for Magnus. And Magnus will call him an idiot, to his face, multiple times, while patching him up.

Does either of them have a secret that could potentially ruin their relationship? Secret? Yes. Magnus is so cagey about his past and Marcus just completely ignores his own, not in a unhealthy way but in more of a disownment "moving on" way.

[squirrelno2]

Rules: in a new post, write down the names of all the files in your wip folder (regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are). Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet to tell them about it! Finally, tag as many people as you have wips! (If you don't write, list your art wips)

Thanks for the tag, @mwolf0epsilon! figuring out which things actually count as wips is... difficult. i am skipping over things that are only notes/concepts and also things that are partially posted to ao3. here goes? (split up by fandom for ease, also WOW i have a lot of wips even paring it down like this. i am not kidding when i say i don't shut up. I'm starting with Other Fandoms first because otherwise you'll all stop reading before the end of the sw section)

One-Off Fandoms

willow arranged marriage au (Willow) Graham and Killian's Super Bi Road Trip (OUAT) witcher compulsive adoption fic (The Witcher)

Julie and the Phantoms (if i wasn't excluding concepts this would be Much Longer)

demon fic first impressions fic witch Flynn One The Federation Starship Phantom Batluke if it was all a multiverse

Star Wars

caibos is stubborn part three million (SWTOR) Caibos and Vyme reunite (SWTOR) xillagne appoints herself kit's padawan (SWTOR) silly little jorgan and iresso time travel teamup (SWTOR) reunion (SWTOR) the reveal on Rishi (SWTOR) cody and the bounty hunter road trip (Clone Wars) echo sees ghosts (Clone Wars) han solo creates chaos (Clone Wars) reincarnated clone time (Clone Wars) old rex fucks shit up (Clone Wars) The Fifth Thing (Clone Wars) Cutup interlude (Clone Wars) 6 echo and fives reunion (Clone Wars) Desert, Rose (Clone Wars) cody and dasa bodyguard au (Clone Wars) zeel and nel's first epic teamup (Clone Wars) Jesse and Cody exchange boyfriend notes (Clone Wars) crime triplets (Clone Wars) widow's murder mystery (Clone Wars)

(...there's more. oh god there's more. but we're ignoring that.)

given the sheer number of wips i have listed. (I thought I was normal about star wars? HA) I have no hope of tagging enough people to cover all this, and have started interacting with enough new people recently that I'm not sure who I know who's currently doing creative stuff anymore. if you see this and you have a wip or two, consider yourself tagged unless you've done this already. I'm going to do my usual little poke of @blackandblue13, @blackholeunderyourbed, @writhingcreature, and @what-point-is-there because you all are my buddies and not in the fandom that this came to me through so I know you haven't gotten poked before, but of course no pressure.

(and if you're ever like 'gee i wish i got tagged in these things' tell me! and i'll tag you next time! literally you could have never spoken to me and i'd be so thrilled to do it i just genuinely can't come up with people off the top of my head)

[lunapriestess]

The Moonlight || A Killian x Reader Fanfiction

Chapter 6: True Love's Kiss

After finding yourself in Storybrooke seeking a new adventure, your life gets flipped upside down after you find out that your new-found visions are more powerful than you could imagine. All you know is that an adventure in the moonlight is coming and for whatever reason, Killian Jones was at the heart of it.

A/N: We're still going! Thank you to everyone who is enjoying the story so far!

Also available on Wattpad and AO3

Cold leather presses against my back as I lay face up to the ceiling on the sofa. Cold dark leather. It reminds me of him. Yet another thing to remind me of him. I’m missing Granny’s coffee this morning… or am I just missing Killian’s face? It’s probably a little of both. I pull my feet around off the sofa and get myself sat upright. I don’t need cold leather reminding me of everything that’s going on in my life. I don’t need reminding of Killian.

Emma has gone out to pick us breakfast while David works the morning shift at the station. So here I am, sitting like a lemon on the sofa, waiting for coffee and a reply to my letter that I sent to the diner last night with Emma. As if I had been willing it (I had), Emma walked through the door with a bag full of Granny’s in one hand and a large coffee for me in the other. As soon as my interest peaked, it wavered again, and I noticed no letter in Emma’s hand. He didn’t want to talk to me about it. It looks like I’m doing it alone.

“Chin up, (y/n),” Emma laughed at me while she placed the food on the counter. My face spoke more than I did. Reaching into the pocket of her red leather jacket, she retrieved a folded-up piece of paper. “I only have two hands”. I instantly jumped to my feet to meet her. I felt like a teenager all over again, passing letters in class. As I got closer, I saw the paper was headed with Granny’s logo. My shaky hand reached out to take it from Emma, and she rolled her eyes at my clear nerves. 

I took the letter back over to the sofa before opening the folds slowly, savouring the musky smell of leather and dried ink that dissipated from the page. Emma had brought my coffee over to me as I sat there looking over the letter.

“Dear (y/n),

I must confess, a letter sent via Emma instead of a bird or a bottle is new to me, but I understand your reasonings. Once again, I apologise for the pain I caused you. It was a wrong first impression, and I aim to avoid hurting you further. However, I refuse to let it be a reason not to see you. 

As for this prophecy, it is just a curse wrapped up in some extra rules. A curse can always be broken, if not by true love's kiss, then by something. I’m sure there's a crocodile in town that can provide some answers. I’ll talk to him. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to see me. You talk to your bodyguards and see what you can come up with.

Meet me tonight. At sunset by the docks. I promise I’ll keep my distance if you keep yours. 

Until tonight,

Killian”

Until tonight. I traced the letters with my fingers before passing the letter over to Emma’s open and waiting hand for her to read. I instantly got to my feet and grabbed my coffee and coat. Killian is doing what he can, and now I will do what I do best. Research. 

“You coming?” I asked Emma as I hurried to the door. “I’m going to the library. There has to be something there that can help” I smiled and held the door open for her to exit with me. She had also gotten to her feet and grabbed her coffee and food.

“I’m going to head to Regina’s vault. I’ll text her on the way. There has to be something there that can help us.” She grinned as she headed out the door alongside me. 

“True love always finds a way, (y/n).” She shouted behind her as we went in our separate directions. 

***********

I had been through what felt like every book in this library—books on curses, books on magic, books on different books. Everything was pointing in one direction, true love's kiss. That kiss was going to be unattainable. That’s if Killian Jones was my true love. The butterflies flying through my body believed so. 

I took a moment to look out the window. The sun was starting to disappear over the buildings, it was almost time for me to meet Killian, and I had nothing. Hopefully, this crocodile he spoke of had more answers. I’m hoping it’s not a genuine crocodile, although, knowing Storybrooke, I wouldn’t put it past him.

The doors to the library opened, and Emma and Regina made their way into my circle. A mountain of books surrounded me.

“Any luck?” I asked with my fingers crossed so hard they could snap. I was met with a shaking of heads.

“True loves kiss”, Regina said with sadness. We all knew this was never going to happen. My last hope was going to be waiting at the dock for me in less than an hour. I started to gather my things and put my coat around my shoulders.

“Hopefully, he’s had more luck,” I say with my last few strands of hope and pick up my bag before throwing it over my shoulder. “I’m going to head down there now. I might do some drawing while I wait.” I smiled with defeat at the two women who had worked hard to try and make this happen for me and walked out the library doors towards the dock. 

******

Arriving at the dock, I took my seat on one of the rough wooden benches and pulled out my leather bound sketchpad. I instictivly put my pencil to paper and started sketching what came to my head. It happened again. 

“(y/n)? Hello? (y/n)??” The mans deep voice dragged me out of my trance. Vibrations. The electricity is back. It’s Killian. My eyes shot open and met his, and he could sense the shock that was racing through my body. He took a few steps back to ease the pain. 

“Hello love, you fall asleep waiting for me?” He jested as he looked down to what I was holding. My sketchbook, I must have blacked out when drawing again. It was a detailed sketch of Killian on the Jolly Roger with someone next to him. It was an inky blob, a blur in the background. I couldn’t even figure out their gender, but they were essential and emerging from the picture. 

“You drew me? I’m flattered.” He batted his eyelashes sarcastically before sitting on the bench opposite mine. 

“It’s a vision drawing,” I corrected. However, I would have drawn him with a vision or not. “Here, take a look” I pushed the book along the floor in his direction. It took him a minute to study it, but a smile filled his face, and his gaze from across the way met mine. 

“Aye, love, you truly do have a talent. But if it’s a vision, what is it depicting?” He questioned. He had a good point. I could find out if I wanted to take half of Storybrooke’s electrics out with me, but Emma and David wouldn’t be happy.

“Good question. I have no idea.” I said, and then silence filled the air between us. “You know-” “I’m s-” We cut each other off with a childish giggle, and I gestured to Killian to go first. 

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you since we met, (y/n). I saw the crocodile today, and he made it very clear. The only thing that can free you from these visions and this prophecy is true love’s kiss.” His frown was evident when he stood up and placed my sketchbook on the edge of our energy field before taking off the ring hanging around his neck and placing it on top. “You may not be able to be around me, love, but you can carry a piece of me with you”. He backed away and let me stand up to retrieve it. 

I took the ring in my hand and felt it in my hands for a moment. Its energy is warm and comforting, like a warm hug and a hot chocolate. I placed its chain over my neck and held it close to my heart before picking the notebook up and walking back to my seat. 

“You know what the legend says, Killian. I can’t be near true love. Since we can’t be close to each other, I’m assuming that means…”

“Aye, love, I agree with you there. I can’t stop thinking about you. Your hair and face grace my slumber and live in my daydreams. The curse is true, and I can’t be near you.” Sadness filled his eyes and punched my heart. I gripped the ring around my neck as tight as I could. I knew I wasn’t alone in this feeling. 

My eyes flittered to my notebook. There was only one way to make sure. Like Gold said, abilities can be developed. If I could nip into this vision for a moment and pick something up, I know that the legend is true. If my hand goes straight through things, I know it’s false. A simple premise, but I would do anything to prove my fate was not sealed. 

“Killian, I’m about to do something idiotic,” I said matter of factly, and I could see his expression change. “I’m going to go into whatever vision this drawing is, trying not to take out half of the city's power while I’m at it. However, the only thing that wakes me up is the electricity we share. If lights start flickering, I start shaking, if anything seems wrong, I need you to come and touch my shoulder. Wake me up.”

I could see his concern.

“Love, I don’t want to hurt you.” He said with his brow furrowed. I know that he promised never to do that again, but I needed him to break it one last time. 

“I know you don’t. But you might have to.” I responded with one last look into his eyes.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and placed my hand on the page in front of me. Suddenly, everything went black. 

Little did I know, Killian wouldn’t be able to wake me up.

[ghostlygargoyle]

With season 2 on the horizon, I finally finished my shadow and bones oc. Her name is Killian Brekker (not related biologically to Kaz). Kaz and her were orphans at the same time; she ended up teaching him how to live on the street. Not too long after they became friends, Killian was scooped up by some scientists trying to find a cure for the disease overtaking the nation. She was experimented on until she was no longer useful, then shipped on a boat to Ravka. While there, she served as a servant in a fighting ring, learning how to fight by watching both the orchestrated fights and the drunken brawls, eventually getting old enough to fight herself. Whilst fighting, she couldn’t really serve anymore or at least not directly, so she got a job working with the local healer, earning enough money to book passage on a ship back to Kerch to find Kaz.

Upon finding him and what he’d done with his life, Killian convinced Kaz to let her join the Dregs, and later became his personal bodyguard. In the many years, they were apart, they had both changed a lot. But she still found herself wanting to protect him, like she did when she was younger. The both of them fight over who gets to use the last name Brekker.

[piraticalwit]

Important is the word he had used, waving off the fourth attempt of the curly haired woman in charge of his wardrobe to attack him with a wand coated in mascara (christ, did this bitch have nothing else to do with her time??) and doing his best to to slither out of the chair they’d lured him into with false promises of only a quickie, no doubt under orders from whatever dog and pony show he was main attraction for this time to do him up so he at least looked like he wanted to be there. Nails had pinched into his arms, sharp enough to sever a bicep if they squeezed any harder and Killian had given a sigh of defeat, brows furrowing in a scowl that only vanished with the women agreed to give him some momentary privacy - on the condition he stay put.

Bloody hell.

Weight moves the tiniest bit ( they could have a sensor that sounds the alarm if their current victim leaves the chair for all the hell he knows..) and ringed fingers fish around until they triumphantly pull free his mobile from a snug fitting denim pocket. He wants to kiss it, he really does (it’s his one line to whatever world is left outside after four hours of hair gel and five layers of spray and whatever else they’ve caked onto him), but rather than waste the valuable time he’s managed to wheedle into his favor, the Irishman simply unlocks it, pressing a button on instinct. Each ring makes his heart crawl further up into his throat (holy shit, what if they’ve killed him??) as it echoes around the empty room like a bloody death knell .. and Killian is just about ready to snatch up the pair of scissors and burst into the hallway to face whatever apocalypse has come for him, when the older man finally answers.

@twistedwit: ❛ if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up. ❜

He wants to make a joke, wants to say aye okay, bye like getting off is the only thing his bodyguard is good for but the oppressive loneliness of this empty room and the hours of solitary that stretch before him sit like lead somewhere in his middle. There are hundreds of people at things like this... the last thing he needs (or wants) is Guy running into one and thinking they care more than Killian ever did. “I called because I ... airím uaim thú.” I miss you. The phrase is a huff of breath carried by a gruff voice and the Irishman shifts uncomfortably in his chair as if a bit put off by his own willing vulnerability. For the first time he risks a glance in the mirror, lips splitting in a wide grin that flavors his next words. “You should see what they’ve done to me, yeah? You could put eyeliner on better than this. And I just don’t think yellows me color when it comes to eyeshadow, you know?”

Teeth chew on the edge of a rum flavored lip, forget-me-not blues flickering to the door before falling back to his phone screen once again. “No chance of a mutiny against security by rabid fans that you’ll have to whisk me out of here for, I take it? Aye. Thought not.”

[twistedwit]

@piraticalwit

The room is quiet, a momentary sanctuary of reprieve from the crowds of people always desperate to touch him, to take some part of Killian Jones for themselves… and as blue eyes meet his bodyguard’s own, the Irishman lets out a huff of breath. Guy is as alert as always, gaze trained on the door as if at any moment a screaming hoard might burst through and abduct his charge for some sort of ransom.

“Bloody hell. You need to chill, yeah?” The words are muffled by the brush of nail polish he has between his teeth but Killian arches a brow until he’s sure the older man had gathered their meaning. Ringed fingers pluck the polish from his mouth, head gesturing to where his left hand is still splayed across the table. “Make yourself useful or something, shoulders. Then I’ll do yours.”

There has never been a guarantee as to what sort of situations he’s going to find himself in from one day to the next when it comes to his job, and Killian seems to pride himself on offering up only the strangest of circumstances...so the demand to paint his nails is, in retrospect, fairly pedestrian. Guy rolls his eyes (more for effect than out of genuine irritation) and abandons his post, moving to sit down in the chair opposite Killian so he can inspect the quality of his work thus far, shaking his head at the way the Irishman has butchered the application of jet black enamel.

“One of these days I’m going to get you a coloring book so you can practice staying inside the lines.” A twist of his lips passes for a smile, one brow arching as he touches up the out-of-place polish, taking the bottle from the younger man and dipping the brush before applying one smooth, even coat to each nail. “I know, Mr. Big Shot Rockstar - staying in the lines isn’t in your job description. And before you ask...” Guy meets Killian’s gaze from across the narrow distance that separates them, his expression one of amused indulgence as he nods toward the near-flawless ebony polish, “I had a younger sister.”

[wearelondonhq]

(maisie!) welcome to london, "PETER" // TERENCE LACROIX! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like KUMAIL NANJIANI. well, no matter, we hear that you are 44 and working as a BODYGUARD FOR HIRE. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from ABIGAIL and have a tendency to be LOYAL as well as SUBMISSIVE. (switching out wade wilson pls) (maisie!) welcome to london, RYAN SULLIVAN! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like FROY GUTIERREZ. well, no matter, we hear that you are 32 and working as a INTERN DOCTOR. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from THE STRANGERS: CHAPTER ONE and have a tendency to be KIND-HEARTED as well as STUBBORN. (switching out killian jones pls) (maisie!) welcome to london, BEVERLY KATZ! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like SANDRA OH. well, no matter, we hear that you are 44 and working as a FBI AGENT. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from HANNIBAL and have a tendency to be LOYAL as well as ARROGANT. (switching out otto hightower pls) (maisie!) welcome to london, MEREDITH GREY! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like ELLEN POMPEO. well, no matter, we hear that you are 44 and working as a DOCTOR. we also hear that you currently HAVE SOME OF your memories from GREY'S ANATOMY and have a tendency to be DEDICATED as well as HOT-HEADED. (switching out the countess pls) (maisie!) welcome to london, MICHONNE GRIMES! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like DANAI GURIRA. well, no matter, we hear that you are 44 and working as a TRAINER. we also hear that you currently HAVE SOME OF your memories from THE WALKING DEAD and have a tendency to be DEDICATED as well as ARROGANT. (switching out glenn rhee as muse was never there pls)

— WELCOME TO LONDON, "peter" / terence lacroix, ryan sullivan, beverly katz, meredith grey & michonne grimes! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome maisie, please be sure to follow our checklist here! **wade wilson, killian jones, otto hightower, the countess and glenn rhee are reopened!