#overboard

[ktkat99]

Overboard Au with the Batfam where Bruce, going a little too 'Brucie Wayne' on the Queen's yacht, falls into Gotham harbor and washes ashore with amnesia. He's found by a group of orphans who seize the opportunity and convince him that he's their dad. Bruce becomes a single parent of five, raising Dick, Jason, Cass, Timmy, and Damian in a small, cramped apartment, trying to find work where he can to support them all while attending parent teacher meetings and school events. Meanwhile, Bruce Wayne is very publicly missing and presumed dead.

[acecroft]

Overboard (1987) dir. Garry Marshall

[unbfacts]

[fruitblr]

OVERBOARD 1987 | dir. Garry Marshall

[elliot-amy]

bartender: what'll it be sir

me: uh sad kruss overboard tits out

bartender:

[peach-pot]

perhaps one he… can’t reclaim

[horrorfemme1138]

Day 17: Overboard

[emiko-matsui]

Posting like it's 2019 Polygon. anyway my deepest sympathies to Brian David Gilbert

[astroa3h]

Mars Enters Leo ✨

Mars entered Leo on November 3, 2024 setting the stage for a dramatic journey that’s going to feel like we’re all living out our own Overboard moment — one of my favorite movies. Have you seen it? Just like Joanna, Goldie Hawn’s unforgettable character, we’re about to get stripped of our comfort zones, thrown into an emotional vortex, 💔 and challenged to find who we really are beneath the glitter and bravado. 

In Leo, Mars wants us to be bold, strong, and fearless, our inner Joanna on that yacht, perfectly in control. But come January, when Mars retrogrades back into Cancer, we’re plunged into unfamiliar waters, 🌊 forced to confront the vulnerable parts of ourselves we’ve tried to hide. We may feel lost or exhausted, like Joanna when she faces amnesia and finds her self scrubbing floors while wondering who she even is anymore. 

But if the character Joanna taught us anything, it’s that sometimes losing the life we think we need is the only way to find the life we truly want. By February, when Mars turns direct, we’ll emerge with a new understanding of ourselves. Not just the shiny, confident parts, but the raw, resilient spirit that’s always been there. So hold on tight, because this journey isn’t about staying in control; it’s about uncovering the depths of who we are when we LET GO! 🥹🥹🥹

Let’s explore how this Mars-in-Leo-and-Cancer transit might affect you based on the house Mars is and will be transiting.

1st House (Self, Identity, Physical Body)

Mars in Leo brings a surge in confidence, pushing you to change your look or assert your goals boldly. You may start a fitness routine or reinvent your style. Retrograde in Cancer, however, could bring self-doubt or fatigue, prompting you to reflect on your identity and values. By April, you’ll emerge with a refined self-image, grounded in authenticity, feeling stronger and more self-assured in how you present yourself to the world.

2nd House (Finances, Values, Self-Worth)

Mars in Leo energizes your drive for financial growth, encouraging you to make bold investments or explore new income sources. This might lead to a purchase or decision that symbolizes your values. During retrograde in Cancer, financial setbacks or expenses may surface, prompting a reevaluation of your spending habits. By April, you’ll feel more financially stable, with a clear understanding of your priorities and an improved approach to self-worth.

3rd House (Communication, Learning, Siblings)

Mars in Leo will boost your communication style, making you more expressive and confident. You might start a blog, initiate a new learning project, or take on sibling matters actively. Retrograde in Cancer, however, could lead to misunderstandings or introspection on how you connect with others. By April, you’ll find your voice stronger and clearer, enhancing your relationships with siblings, friends, and your approach to learning or local matters.

4th House (Home, Family, Roots)

Mars in Leo energizes your home life, sparking a desire to make changes in your living space or tackle family issues. You may consider moving, redecorating, or taking a more active role within family dynamics. Retrograde in Cancer might bring old family issues to light, prompting deep reflection on past connections. By April, you’ll establish a more harmonious and secure home, ready to embrace your roots and nurture your personal sanctuary.

5th House (Creativity, Romance, Pleasure)

Mars in Leo lights up your creative and romantic life, encouraging bold moves in love or passion projects. You might take a risk on a new romance or dive into an artistic venture. Retrograde in Cancer, however, could bring up past relationship issues or make you question what brings genuine joy. By April, you’ll have clarity on what truly fulfills you, ready to focus on relationships and creative pursuits that offer lasting satisfaction.

6th House (Health, Work, Daily Routines)

Mars in Leo motivates you to take charge of your health and work routines, perhaps starting a fitness plan or tackling professional goals with vigor. Retrograde in Cancer might bring fatigue or health concerns, prompting a reassessment of your self-care habits. By April, you’ll have established a balanced routine that supports both your productivity and well-being, allowing you to achieve goals sustainably without burnout.

7th House (Relationships, Partnerships)

Mars in Leo intensifies your partnerships, inspiring bold actions in relationships and a desire to set clear boundaries. You may feel drawn to confront unresolved issues or clarify expectations. Retrograde in Cancer might bring back past relationship dynamics or make you reflect on emotional needs in partnerships. By April, you’ll have gained insights into what you need from relationships, ready to invest in bonds that support both passion and stability.

8th House (Intimacy, Transformation, Shared Resources)

Mars in Leo drives deep transformations in intimacy and shared resources, prompting you to set boundaries in financial partnerships or open up emotionally. Retrograde in Cancer may bring up trust issues, delays in shared finances, or fears related to vulnerability. By April, you’ll have achieved a stronger understanding of how to navigate intimacy and shared resources, feeling more empowered and secure in both financial and emotional matters.

9th House (Adventure, Higher Learning, Beliefs)

Mars in Leo pushes you toward adventure, encouraging travel, higher learning, or a philosophical shift. You may feel a strong urge to expand your horizons through new experiences or studies. Retrograde in Cancer, however, could delay plans or bring doubts about your direction, making you question your beliefs. By April, you’ll have a clearer vision for your future, ready to embrace new goals and experiences that truly resonate with your values.

10th House (Career, Reputation, Goals)

Mars in Leo energizes your career, motivating you to pursue new responsibilities or leadership roles. You may find yourself tackling big projects or gaining recognition. Retrograde in Cancer could bring professional setbacks or make you question long-term goals, encouraging a reassessment of your career path. By April, you’ll have refined your vision for success, ready to pursue goals that align with your purpose and bring true fulfillment.

11th House (Friendships, Community, Future Goals)

Mars in Leo boosts your social life, inspiring you to take an active role in community projects or future goals. You may feel driven to expand your network or initiate group ventures. Retrograde in Cancer might bring back old friends or prompt a re-evaluation of your social connections. By April, you’ll have clarity on who supports your growth, ready to invest in friendships and group endeavors that resonate with your authentic self.

12th House (Spirituality, Subconscious, Hidden Matters)

Mars in Leo stirs your inner world, pushing you to confront hidden fears or embark on a spiritual journey. You may feel drawn to self-reflection, meditation, or therapeutic practices. Retrograde in Cancer could bring up unresolved emotions or past wounds, prompting a period of introspection. By April, you’ll feel a renewed sense of inner peace, having released old baggage and gained a deeper understanding of your spiritual path.

Sending you all my love and blessings, Ash (@AstroA3h via Instagram & TikTok) 💓 Ready for your own personal reading? Visit astroash.net to book yours today! ✨

[joanofart5]

Overboard

OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!! Did I just finish my 26th chapter, 133,197 word Good Omens human au that I've been writing on for a whole year???? Yes. Yes I did. And I am beyond proud of it!!!!

Thank you so much to all that have taken the time to read and comment on my little story. You are all amazing and I love you all to pieces.

To all who are just now finding my little ol' fic, I would be thrilled to bits if you would give it a read and let me know what you think!

Chapter 26 Excerpt:

“Tell me something about yourself.” Crowley whispered into Aziraphale’s hair where his head lay on his chest. “Something surprising.” 

“Oh dear. Surprising? I’m afraid I am a bit of a bore, actually.” 

“There’s no possible way that’s true. Now, tell me.” 

He thought for a moment, then smiled to himself, knowing Crowley was going to love teasing him for what he was about to admit to. “Do you remember when I showed the children the magic trick? The one with the coin?” 

Read chapter 26 here.

Or start from the beginning here.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55375276/chapters/164678689

Fic Summary:

Based on the 1980's romcom Overboard, Crowley is a carpenter who has a not-so-great first encounter with the rich and snobby Aziraphale Archer.

After Aziraphale falls off of his yacht and loses his memories, Crowley comes up with an epic plan for payback. He will trick Aziraphale into believing he is his husband and the father of four rambunctious children.

Can Crowley stick to his plan and give Aziraphale the payback he deserves? Or, will he find out that Aziraphale is much more than he first appeared to be?

*It is not necessary to have watched the movie to enjoy this fic!*

[snandtnurtle]

this is still probably one of my favorite images from a polygon video ever. absolute nonsense stick figure bullshit. "Mac and Cheese." what does it Mean. it's like an instillation in a modern art gallery. complete with quotation marks

[l3monf1lm]

Day 11 - Overboard (Buck and Eddie) (WIP)

[rat-at-heart]

After four months of working the cruise ship, these three are waiting for just the right moment to banana split and take this baby to Cuba

[saynomorefic]

Let's take this overboard - saynomore

Chapter Four: Sparta on ao3

“Where do the artifacts go?” Simon asked, peering over the next ledge. All he could see were small, scattered rocks.  Nils paused, looking between them. “Have I thoroughly bored you with my rocks and dirt?”  Wille looked at Simon, brushing their shoulders together. “Not more than I already have, surely.”  He didn’t know what to say; something about the boys’ fixed gaze on Simon made him feel a bit queasy. He cleared his throat. “We went to the archaeology museum in Nafplio. Wille told me some things about Ancient Greece. You both know a lot.” They shared another look. “Yes, Wilhelm’s quite the scholar himself. Don't let him go too far with all that talk of love and war, though, that he seems so deeply interested in. The Greeks were mostly interested in survival. That, and dominance," Nils smirked, slapping Wille on the shoulder before clapping his hands together. “Now. Who’s hungry?

OR: the Mediterranean yacht AU

[elizabeethan]

Not With Haste

An Overboard Conclusion

Oh hi, where the hell did this come from? I'm wondering the same thing. in reality, @donteattheappleshook talked to me about oarfish maybe 2 years ago and I started writing something stupid. I always intended to finish it and post it for @the-darkdragonfly's birthday, but I never found it in me to complete it. Then tonight I found that stupid thing and I finished it. You never know when that funny little creativity bug might bite, I guess.

I've always wanted to write some form of conclusion for Overboard because it's one of my favorite things that I've written. I first published Overboard way back in May of 2021, and looking back, I've grown and learned a lot and there are things I would probably do differently if I started the story over again, but I can't see myself ever editing it because I love what I wrote. Would I rewrite it into a novel and really flesh out the story and the characters? A girlie can dream, never say never, you never know when the creativity bug might bite, etc.

I hope everyone here is well, I know I am for the most part, and I'll never stop being grateful for this little community that I found all those years ago. More than that, I'll never stop being grateful for the feeling of being able to come back after a time away. It's been fun to log back in to everything and pick up where I left off as if no time has passed. (It's been so long since I've done this so if the formatting is all messed up, I'm really sorry, but I barely knew what I was doing.)

Long story short, this story is finally complete. It's barely edited and it's not beta'd, so thank you for giving it a chance.

Rated T I think

~2300 words

Read on Ao3

Read my Other Stuff

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Even after sixteen years of marriage, Killian often finds himself wondering what on earth could possibly be going through his wife’s head. 

  The thoughts of wonderment and confusion strike him at the oddest of times, always in response to something she’s said or done and never with any sort of answer. The first time he knew he was in trouble was fifteen years ago, when he returned home from a trip to find she had adopted a rottweiler. Still, Ripple refuses to retire from her post as the Jones’ Harbor Tours’ mascot, and Emma often tries to convince him that it’s because she’s as stubborn as her father. 

  In truth, Emma Jones is the most stubborn person he has ever met in his life, a fact which will likely never be contested. 

  He finds himself confused so often that he can barely recount any examples of her free spirited nature. (She calls herself a wild child, although she often shouts at him whenever he uses the term in bed.) There was the time she impulsively began tearing up the tile flooring in the bathroom after watching three whole YouTube tutorials (her words), only to sob into his already sea-soaked sweater when she realized how physically taxing reflooring an entire room is without any experience, general tiling knowledge, materials, or help. Then there was the time she randomly asked him if he would still love her if she was a worm, and then became irrationally angry when he found himself unable to answer without first asking clarifying questions. And the incident when she questioned his loyalty to her when he refused to hunt down and kill the person who bumped into her parked car and drove off. He later discovered that the question came after she had finished some romance novel about the mafia. He chose not to dig any deeper into that one.

  All this to say: Killian’s wife is a free spirit, a wild child, a confusing, strange, barely-readable woman who stole his heart in one breath and has yet to give it back almost two decades later. 

  And, he has no idea what the bloody hell she’s talking about more than half the time. 

  He wouldn’t have it any other way.

  Emma (Trophy Wife): have you ever see this??? In the wild??????

  Emma (Trophy Wife): Attached: 1 Image

  Killian: What are you doing?

  He shakes his head, as exasperated as he is filled with a warm sense of comfort, just like he always is whenever he sees the name she gave herself the moment their vows were exchanged pop onto his phone screen.

  Emma (Trophy Wife): they inhabit the atlantic ocean. *vomiting emoji*

  Killian: Stop watching National Geographic if it’s going to make you nauseous. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): that’s where you worked!!

  Killian: That’s also where we live.

  Emma (Trophy Wife): you never saw one in your sexy fisherman days? LOOK at that thing. 

  Killian quickly discovers that she’s referring to an Oarfish. They’re the longest known bonefish and inhabit very deep water, are rarely seen or caught alive, and are thought to be generally harmless. Still, he knows that these facts will not prevent his wife from overreacting, so he chooses not to bother. 

  Though she’s always hidden it well, Emma has a strange fear of creatures of the deep, as she often calls them. She’s told him that the tuna he used to pull onto the deck of his boat didn’t bother her– even though they were often almost twice her height in length and weighed upwards of 1,000 pounds– because they were no longer in the water. But the thought of running into one of those slimy bastards while swimming gives her panicky symptoms— her words. He hasn’t bothered to point out the absolute impossibility of her ever running into a giant bluefin tuna while swimming, either. After sixteen years of marriage, he’s learned which battles are better left unfought. 

  Of course, there are times when his correcting her drives her absolutely mad, often to the point of her feeling compelled to kiss him in order to shut him up, and he navigates those moments very carefully and with a smirk on his lips. 

  Killian: They aren’t known to be predatory.

  Emma (Trophy Wife) disliked “They aren’t known to be predatory.”

  Killian: Attached: 1 Image

  Killian: You see? They have small mouths and no teeth. Harmless.

  It’s unlike her to wait so long to reply, as she’s often glued to her phone at least when she’s mid conversation. But it’s almost a full two minutes that he finds himself standing in front of the display of pasta sauce, looking like a complete fool and blocking the path of an elderly woman, breath bated as he waits for a response from her. Bloody hell, he thinks to himself as he shakes his head. He’s known the woman for eighteen years and he still can hardly breathe in anticipation of whatever adorably inane thought leaves her mouth without any sort of filter. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): Attached: 1 Video

  Lovely. Even as he watches the attached video of her silently dry heaving, he’s desperately in love with her. He watches it again. 

  Her blonde hair has gone lighter over the years, streaks of white coloring through the gold in a way that makes her look somehow even more sexy and playful than when he first laid eyes on her. There are soft creases beside her eyes as she squeezes them shut, her mouth open and her tongue out as she pretends to be so violently offended by the image he sent her that it’s made her ill. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): expect consequences when you get home. even if you get the good mac and cheese. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): you KNOW how i feel about serpents and sea monsters. 

  Killian: I do. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): … and????

  Killian: I’m sorry for traumatizing you with my serpent. 

  Killian: And for how that just sounded. 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): if you’re not home in 34 minutes i’m not touching your serpent for two whole days. 

  Killian: Well, now that I'm familiar with your gag reflex… 

  Emma (Trophy Wife): 33 minutes. 

  ~~~~

  Ripple is the oldest dog Killian has ever known. Her silver snout and eyebrows catch in the setting sun, and it’s painfully obvious from her gait how sore her joints are, but still, at his arrival home, she hurries her way towards him with as much enthusiasm as she can muster. 

  Their vet has told them that she’s the healthiest dog he’s treated in a while, considering her age, and Emma uses that as a point of pride for their perfect child. 

  “Hi, darling,” he says when she finally reaches him, her soft smile lighting up her face once he drops the reusable grocery bags in order to give her a scratch behind the ears. Killian’s getting up there in age, too, but he still manages to squat down to her level and kiss her nose. 

  The two of them make quite the pair while Killian struggles back into a standing position and then they both hobble towards the front door. His fishing career was lucrative and rewarding, but dammit if it didn’t lead to stiff joints that his wife pokes fun at. She’s never met a “my husband is older than me” joke she hasn’t loved. 

  “I’m glad you both made it,” she happily chortles from the kitchen, making him smile. He’s never smiled more widely than he does with Emma. 

  “The abuse I’m subjected to,” he mutters as he drops the bags on the floor for her to peruse. It’s a deal they made years ago; Killian does the shopping because the grocery store makes Emma too itchy, and she puts the groceries away in exchange. 

  She snorts when she pulls out the bag of goldfish, sending Killian a playful smirk. “Looks like a good haul.”

  “Aye, love. I thought you might enjoy a fishy treat after our conversation.”

  “Always so thoughtful,” she murmurs as she makes her way to him. The kitchen is small, but they’ve always had just enough space for the three of them. 

  “It’s a difficult cross to bear,” he nods, catching her wrist as soon as she’s close enough to pull towards him. “But anticipating your needs is one of the many responsibilities I take very seriously.”

  Emma’s hands land on his neck, fingers tangling with the silver hair at the back of his head while her thumbs trace along his jaw. She likes to call him a silver fox when she’s feeling playful. “My perfect husband,” she says softly, voice syrupy sweet in that way that still manages to get him excited. 

  “I couldn’t be a perfect husband without my perfect wife,” he answers, earning a beaming grin that he barely catches before her lips press to his. 

  It never ends. The way he wants her has been an inferno so intense since the day they met, and it hasn’t been snuffed out in all these years. The moment she’s near him, his blood starts to simmer, and once she touches him, kisses him like she is now, he’s a goner. 

  Her tongue is soft as it sweeps over the seam of his lips, lazily working to deepen the kiss they share. She kissed him with urgency, but not with haste, never rushing but always desperate. It’s enough to have him pushing her backwards, her lower back softly pressing against the counter before he lifts her onto it. Emma’s legs part seemingly without her even thinking about it, and before either of them have a chance to put the rotisserie chicken in the refrigerator, he wonders if he should just carry her to their room. Part of him has this never ending need to show her just how desperate he still is for her. 

  But then, she speaks. 

  “Wait,” she breathes, chest rising and falling rapidly as her warm breath fans over his mouth, her forehead still pressed to his and her fingers clinging to the collar of the light sweater he wears. 

  “Yes, love?” he asks, perfectly prepared to answer whatever silly question she likely has as long as he can have her after. 

  “About the oarfish…”

  He fights a groan. “I promise you, there is absolutely no chance of you ever seeing an oarfish for as long as you live.”

  “I know, I did plenty of research while you were gone.”

  He breathes out a soft laugh, his smile growing when she kisses it. “What’s wrong, then?”

  “Would you still love me if I was an oarfish?”

  His world stops for just a moment. Just a second, really, as he tries to right his mind and will a tiny bit of blood back to his brain so that he can answer this very unimportant and yet somehow very vital question correctly. 

  “If you were an oarfish,” he starts, hand sliding up from her hip to her ribs before finding her cheek, “then I would be an oarfish. And we would be married and have a pet… eel, perhaps. Named Ripple. And we would live in a tiny oarfish cottage and be happy and in love for as long as oarfish live.”

  Emma sighs, the softest smile on her perfect lips making him crazy as her arms wrap around his neck in one of his favorite hugs. 

  “I love you,” she whispers into his ear. He’ll never tire of this. Of the soft, almost unfathomable way that the love they have for one another strikes at the most random times. 

  “I love you, too, Swan. Always. No matter what species we are.”  

  “And I love you, no matter how much older you are than me.”

  He grabs her then, hoisting her against him to the best of his ability as her ankles cross at his back. “Disrespectful,” he murmurs, carrying her from the kitchen and happily forgetting about the frozen broccoli florets, not cuts she made him buy. 

  “You better teach me a lesson, then,” she taunts with a smirk, as if that isn’t exactly what she was after. 

  “Don’t act like that isn’t exactly what you want, love.”

  “Don’t act like you don’t get off on giving me exactly what I want.”

  To that, he just returns her smirk and offers a quick smack to her ass before dropping her onto the bed they share, because he knows she’s right. For the rest of his days, he’ll be happy, as long as he has his family. 

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[caelichythcat]

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