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Arthur Cirrakos

"No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted." ~ Aesop ~

Basic Information

FACE/BODY CLAIM: Alexis Georgoulis

AGE: Born near the beginning of the Aegean Iron Age (i.e. old)

EYES: Dark Brown

HAIR: Dark Brown; an intriguing mix of waves and curls, which creates a slightly 'ruffled' look on mosst days

HEIGHT: 6'1

PRIMARY OUTFIT: Casual - jeans and a t-shirt and a pair of sandals whenever he can get away with it. His shirts ususally have to do with animals - sometimes they're serious, sometimes they're cute, and sometimes they're funny. Bears and puns are two of his favorties things to have on a shirt.

Personality

Arthur has a very laid-back and good-natured attitude most of the time. It's difficult to get on his 'bad side' because he doesn't really have one. He's a very firm believer in the Golden Rule - don't do to others what you wouldn't want done to you. He may be a bit 'people shy,' but he isn't likely to turn away anyone who seems to be in need. Yes, he can say 'no' when necessary, but he always weighs his options before resorting to that choice.

Powers & Weaknesses

Arthur's affinity for animals is a gift so powerful that it attracted the attention of the gods. He shares an empathic bond with all of the animal kingdom, and since he was very young, has used that ability to help those who had no way to speak for themselves.

Arthur is incapable of getting lost. If he has a destination in his mind, he will always know the exact route to take in order to get him there the quickest.

Arthur is a were-bear in the strictest sense fo the word. He can't shift his shape at will. From the moment a full moon rises until the moment it sets, he's forced into his ursine form. Sometimes this is a power... but often it's a weakness since he has no control over it.

Arthur is truly immortal; if he dies, he just wakes up again somewhere nearby, fully healed and unscarred. It's a side-effect of the spell cast on him by Circe. To Arthur, this is a weakness. While he's not ready to die just yet, he doesn't like the fact that the choice has been taken from him.

Romance

Always being on the move means Arthur rarely looks for or expects long-term relationships with anyone. However, if he's attracted to someone (and it seems the attraction might be returned) he'll often try to test the waters and see what happens. He doesn't want there to be any broken hearts or hard feelings when he moves on.

For any verse where he's already settled, a long-term romance is what he's wanting. However, if your muse is mortal, he might be cautious about starting anything. Amphion's death will always be an open wound, and the thought of losing anyone else the same way haunts him.

Where to Find Him

Arthur is a traveling vet, so he can usually be found all over the place. Ideas for a 'first meeting' could be places such as:

Animal clinics

Animal shelters

Local parks

Pet stores

etc.

If you're interested in how to meet him in a specific verse, just ask and we can chat for a bit. :)

Verses

Just because a verse isn't listed here doesn't mean I'm not interested in writing it. I adore all kinds of AUs, and welcome the chance to get creative with my muses. If you've seen a verse that another of my muses has, and you'd like to see this muse in something similar, let me know. You can also check out my 'Plot Ideas' tag, too. ^_^

Main Verse:

To avoid repitition, Go Here.

Fallout Verse

Arthur had watched the news with horror that day - October 23, 2077. And then he’d died, along with countless others. But you can’t kill an immortal - not permanently. He awoke several days later in the rubble of what had been his RV. The days that followed were like something out of a nightmare. The radiation from the bombs was doing unspeakable things to people. Arthur tried to help where he could - and sometimes he was thanked. But more than once he was stabbed in the back for whatever food or supplies he had on him and left for dead. Humans. So many of them out for no one but themselves. But each time it happened, he got back up and kept trying to help.

He also tried to help the animals, poor creatures that had no idea what was happening to them as their bodies became irradiated. Arthur did what he could for them, feeling his patron god’s power in every act of kindness he performed. It wasn’t much, but it was something. And so the world moved forward - in the ways that it could. Arthur put together a small caravan - just himself and the animals he managed to gather along the way. He took care of them… and bred them for selling. After all, even an immortal needs to earn a living. It wasn’t long before he became well known in the area as an honest trader with the best livestock around. Unfortunately, it was word of mouth like that which had ever Raider gang in the area trying to take his livelihood away.

It was the third attack that did him in. Literally and figuratively. He awoke from a gunshot to the head, to find all of his animals either dead or stolen. He got them back, of course. And left a VERY blunt message for other raider gangs in the area. Then he took his animals and left. At first, he didn’t know where he was going. Just… away. He didn’t want to deal with humans anymore. He just wanted his animals, and maybe a plot of land for himself… as far away from civilization as possible. It took a lot of traveling, and a lot of trouble, but although the gods had been relatively silent since the bomb, Arthur could still feel Hermes guiding him to what he was looking for.

Then, one day, after several of trekking through the remains of what had once been a lush forest, he found it. A small plot of land seemingly untouched by the fallout. It was perfect. So Arthur got to work. He built a small cabin for himself and housing for his remaining animals. The dogs and cats were remarkably resilient to the radiation; his hooved companions weren’t so lucky, but they seemed to have stabilized, something he was grateful for. The chickens were more aggressive, but still seemed to accept him. All in all, the farm was an odd one, but he thanked both Hermes and Pan for their help in leading him here. This was the life he was ready for now… even if it had been thrust upon him so suddenly.

Farm Verse

In this verse Arthur has finally decided to settle down on a farm. Sometimes it's a small farm and sometimes it's a big farm depending on what I think might work best for the RP. In both verses Arthur has an over-sized farmhouse and one of the rooms is made up for rentals via sites like AirBnB.

In the 'big farm' scenario, Arthur oversees things, and has helpers to do most of the work. All of his workers are nymphs/fauns/dryads/etc. who work for him of their own free will. He has a decently sized farmer's market that attracts a welcomed level of tourist and local attention. Most importantly, Arthur does his best to live a good life, and protect all of the animals (and other creatures) in his care.

In the 'small farm' scenario, Arthur is usually just getting started. He hasn't owned the farm for very long and just has a small handful of animals/crops for his own personal needs. He possibly has dreams of something bigger, but for now he's content to keep things small.

Prohibition Verse

Currently a Private Verse

It's sometime in the mid-1920's, and America is smack dab in the middle of Prohibition. Arthur is a cop who operates on the edges of the law. His best friend runs a speakeasy, and he does his best to keep the guy out of jail (and safe from any 'competition.')

Current/Ongoing Threads

If your thread with Arthur isn't listed here it's probably because it's been long enough since your last reply that I thought you'd dropped it. Message me to let me know you're still interested, and I'll happily add you to the list (with no pressure for a reply.) ♡

Ash/Eric/Mike/et al:

Birds of a Feather (Main Verse)Wheeling and Dealing (Prohibition Verse)

Dias:

Where Your Story Begins (2nd Century CE)

Jack:

Civilization is Fine (Fallout Verse)

Completed Threads

I don't have many of these on any of my blogs, but RPs I've actually completed deserve to be acknowledged, I think. ;)

Decimus:

Rules of Survival (Age of Sail)

Stuff That's Good to Know Before Starting a Thread

THIS is a good post to read that has some additional information.

Links

Please keep in mind, this blog is an ongoing work in progress. Not all of these links may lead somewhere, but they're here because they link to potential tags for this muse.

All Things Arthur

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blouisparadise · 3 years

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We frequently get asked what our members favorite fics are, so for today’s rec list, we asked each member of BLP to choose FIVE favorite fics for this list - no repeats allowed. Please keep in mind that this is not a complete list of our favorites - there are so many amazing BL fics out there that we all have a lot more than this! Still, we hope you enjoy. Happy reading!

1) Take Off Your Business Suit | Explicit | 3082 words

“Yes, let me get another chair.” Louis said, leaning up off of the desk. He stood up but before he could leave the office to get another chair, Harry was grabbing his hand.

The words that came out of Harry’s mouth made Louis’ knees weak and heart beat quicken. “Just sit on my lap.” Harry said. Whatever he said afterwards didn’t make it into Louis’ ears as he was moving quickly over to Harry and placing himself on Harry’s lap.

Louis would take anything Harry wanted to give him; hand touching, lap sitting, all of it. Louis hadn't realized he was holding his breath until it came out in a quiet sigh. “Okay so th-this one will be slightly different right?” He asked as he pointed at the sheet of paper in front of him.

2) Quietly Our Hearts Beat | Explicit | 7539 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis and Harry in the universe of ‘A Quiet Place’.

3) A Love Reaction | Explicit | 9968 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis’s staring up at him, head tilted slightly back, and his blue eyes are glassy, locked with Harry’s in an unblinking and gentle gaze. He looks ready to do whatever Harry says, to please him whatever way.

4) To Love Without Reason | Explicit | 8854 words

“Come on in, soldier,” Louis pats Harry’s chest and walks away, leaving Harry to follow behind.

Harry stands in the living room, looking around at Louis’ dwelling. Family pictures placed high on a shelf, certificates of Louis’ practice, and other trinkets that make Harry entirely too nostalgic.

“I have to warn you,” Louis says as he puts the kettle on, the water droplets from his hair trickling down the golden skin of his back. “The door jams if you lock it so you'll have to leave it ajar.”

Harry acknowledges with a soft hum, too entranced by Louis’ glistening skin to form a coherent reply.

5) No Good Unless It’s Real | Explicit | 17021 words

Louis is a very busy farmer who’s just trying to make it to his next nap and Harry’s the new hot vet that’s determined to infiltrate every area of his life.

6) A Springtime’s Wilt, An Autumn’s Bloom | Explicit | 20593 words

Harry is Louis' personal chauffeur, and although he hides his feelings for his boss behind a wall of rigid professionalism, Louis still manages to squeeze through the cracks.

7) Ready To Fall | Explicit | 21220 words

“Ninety and rising,” Nick says triumphantly, as though making Harry’s heartbeat pick up by thrusting an obscenely attractive person in front of his face is any kind of success. “Louis Tomlinson has just walked into our control room and suddenly our dear Harry Styles has lost all ability to speak. Could this be some kind of strange coincidence?”

“I hate you,” Harry hisses, forcing his eyes back into Nick’s direction, uncaring that the mic must have picked it up. “I thought we agreed that you were going to play fair.”

“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Nick denies, except he’s holding up a picture of Louis’ face now, sharp cheekbones prominent, soft lashes nearly sweeping against his cheeks as he looks down, and his fucking mouth –

“A hundred and two!” Nick crows, all but clapping his hands together in glee. “The highest it’s ever been!”

“To be fair, I did bend over the desk on purpose,” Louis’ voice comes crackling in the headphones. Harry practically breaks his neck whipping his head around at the sound of it, gaping at him through the glass panel. “You can’t really blame him for getting a little excited about that, can you?”

8) Written In The Stars (That’s You And Me) | Explicit | 22632 words

Louis pushes himself up on one elbow and stretches enough to just barely trace his fingertips over Harry’s jawline. Harry’s eyes drop to track his movements as he does it again. “D’you feel that?” he whispers.

To him, it feels like all of the universe’s magic lives just beneath his skin when he touches Harry with intent. It feels like something special. Louis watches Harry’s lips part and wants to touch that too. He almost does, but then Harry shakes his head. “Feel what?”

9) Middle Ground | Explicit | 23561 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Harry moves to a new town for work where he meets the enigma that is Louis Tomlinson.

10) England Has My Bones | Explicit | 24087 words

The next time Harry thinks about calling, it’s 4.14 in the morning on a Parisian hotel balcony.

11) Like A Siren In The Night | Explicit | 24868 words

“There is an infestation in my home,” Louis hisses, righting himself quickly and pushing his way past Harry, heading directly for the kitchen. He’s rather haphazardly dressed himself, a coat thrown on over a loose flannel shirt and black pants, slippers on his feet.

Harry resists the urge to sigh, closing the door and trailing behind him slowly. “What kind of infestation?”

For all he knows, Louis is going to claim that there’s a ghost infestation. Harry has no idea what the end game is here – all he knows is that Louis has found at least three complaints a week to bring up since he’s been living on Harry’s property, and he’s been living here for six months.

It’s way too many fucking complaints, is what Harry is saying. Especially when most of them are ridiculous to start with.

12) Hold Onto This Heaven (Of Yours) | Explicit | 25213 words

An ode to being too young, too sad, and too in love.

13) The Devil’s In The Details | Explicit | 25372 words

He squeals when Harry smacks his bum as he bends over to pick up his bag, swinging it over his shoulder. Harry smiles smugly at him, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “When are you going to start calling me professor?” He asks.

“When you actually are one,” Louis says with his hand on the doorknob. He cocks his head to the side in curiosity. “Isn’t that how words work? You did study English, right?”

Louis’ quick to slip out the door before Harry can smack him again, his laugh echoing through the hallways as he makes his way to his next class with flushed cheeks and a bright smile.

14) A Trail Of Honey Through It All | Explicit | 27086 words

The boy in front of him, well really, the man in front of him, was like something out of a confusing wet dream. Built, tall, tan and muscular, his skin glistened with sweat after a long day of working outdoors with his hands. He was wearing a cut up old American football shirt, the bottom hem was torn and the sleeves were cut off to the point where the t-shirt was really just a loose tank top. The shorts he had on had clearly been full length jeans at one point, and were now just crudely cut off above the knee. His white socks were pulled up too high on his calves, and the brown work boots he had on were old as fuck, the leather peeling along the edges of the soles. Curly brown hair stuck out from the edges of his backwards snapback, and there was a smudge of grease wiped along his brow bone. The smattering of hair along his jaw proved that he hadn’t shaved in a week or two, the hair growing in thicker across his upper lip and around his chin. His sinfully bowed mouth was pink and plump, and Louis was suddenly hyper-focused on the way that he chewed at the toothpick stuck between his lips. He looked like he needed a shower. Louis wanted to lick him.

15) You Fit In My Poems (Like A Perfect Rhyme) | Explicit | 27598 words

The one where Harry works in an old bookshop and Louis is the pretty stranger that ends up stranded there in the middle of a storm.

16) Where The Lights Are Beautiful | Mature | 31170 words | Sequel

The accidental bonding A/B/O fic.

17) Once Upon A Dream | Explicit | 33319 words | Sequel

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

18) Stuck On You | Explicit | 33983 words

Louis’ life revolves around his stickers. Harry’s life revolves around his job. The universe has decided their worlds should revolve around each other.

19) Coeur De Pirate | Explicit | 34207 words

He tilts his chin up as the Captain strides across the deck, his footfalls falling loudly against the planks. The crew watches them from afar.

Stepping into his space, the Captain wraps an arm around Louis’ waist and pulls him in. He lowers his head to breathe his words against Louis’ cheeks. “I won,” he whispers, “I’ve come to claim my prize.”

20) What This World Is About | Explicit | 34472 words

An eighties American high school AU; there are first times, football games, and feelings.

Alternatively titled: the beginning.

21) Close To Nowhere | Explicit | 34589 words

Louis and Harry are psychics who kind of hate each other. They go to Tennessee to investigate a haunting.

22) Before We Knew | Explicit | 39830 words

Louis has been skeptical of soulmates for years so it seems like fate when he finally bumps into the owner of the obnoxiously large signature printed onto his skin since age sixteen: Harry Styles, a human rights attorney who is firmly against soulmates.

23) The Space Between | Explicit | 39917 words

Harry Styles is the alpha rockstar who can’t sleep and doesn’t know why.

Louis Tomlinson is the omega PhD student who helps him figure it out.

24) The Sweetest Incantation | Explicit | 40580 words

Harry is a witch who's still working on developing his powers and Louis is a werecat who falls into his life and turns it upside down.

25) Worth Dying For | Explicit | 44906 words

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Louis says, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. In the center of the table, a set of three glossy photos stares up at him, mocking him.

“A security detail is non-negotiable, Louis, you know this,” his mum reminds him, tapping the middle photo with two fingers.

Louis doesn’t look back down at the pictures, gesturing towards them wildly, over-dramatically. “This is not a security detail!” he protests. “This is a lanky college student. In what world do you hire someone like this kid to protect me?”

26) Tastes Like Summer, Smiles Like May | Explicit | 47519 words

A cold prince, an alpha with nothing left to lose and a kingdom with a secret.

27) Love’s Truest Language | Explicit | 48195 words

The first part was meant as a joke. He didn't really expect Harry to buy anything. It was just Louis’ way of softening the ‘get the fuck out’ blow.

“Where's your order forms, then?”

“I don't want your flowers.” Louis chided before directing all of his attention to the arrangement in front of him.

Harry laughed under his breath as he stood to his full height, “Who said anything about them being for you, love?”

28) Through The Wheatfields And The Coastlines | Explicit | 52855 words

The one where Louis needs inspiration, and a certain cowboy and his lamb are the perfect distraction.

29) Latibule | Mature | 54322 words

A Spirited Away AU of sorts where Louis just wants to heal and be left alone, only for all his plans to be destroyed by the hands of an infuriating British God.

30) Warming Up To You | Explicit | 56227 words

Prompt 111: Louis and Harry are strangers that somehow got stranded during a blizzard. They find themselves in an abandoned cabin and have to cuddle for warmth. Cuddling leads to much more.

31) Feeling Borrowed, Always Blue | Explicit | 68214 words

Louis has been dreaming of his wedding since he was young - he just never expected it to happen like this.

32) Curly Bun Man | Not Rated | 68597 words

I just paid for these Doritos but they're stuck in the vending machine and I know you've been waiting but I am not going to let you buy something until you help me. AU.

33) Waiting On You | Explicit | 76584 words | Sequel

“Vampires,” Louis says with disgust, glaring over at the vampire who is noisily slurping from the woman’s neck nearby.

Zayn gives the neat fang marks on Louis’ neck a meaningful look.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them,” Louis finishes, ignoring Zayn when he rolls his eyes.

Louis takes a long sip of his milkshake, presses his fingers against the marks on his neck, and definitely doesn’t think about the vampire who left them there.

34) Through Struggles, To The Stars | Explicit | 80582 words

Louis is a Starfleet captain trying to find his place in the universe. Harry is a prince just trying to do what's right.

35) I Want You So Much (But I Hate Your Guts) | Mature | 83648 words

AU in which Louis gets accepted to play for the Manchester University Alpha-Beta Football Team. The only problem: Louis is actually an Omega. He is determined to make it big in the football world, though, and he can't do that bound to an Omega team. With the help of a faked doctor's certificate and some pretty strong suppressants he is ready to fight for his dream.

That Harry Styles (Alpha, second year and youngest football captain of the A-B team in ages) doesn't seem to like him complicates matters, though.

36) Where You Lay | Explicit | 86038 words

When Louis's upcoming heat threatens his success at his new dream job, he asks the best (and only) person he can think of to help him through it: his best mates' best mate, Harry Styles. Harry reluctantly accepts, and together the two navigate a strange friends with benefits relationship that quickly turns complicated.

37) And Down The Long And Silent Street | Mature | 86090 words

Wherein Louis and Harry are on the opposite ends of the social ladder, but their paths still cross on the filthy streets Louis calls his home. The odds are staked against them from the beginning, and even more when Louis' past finally catches up with him.

38) Swim In The Smoke | Explicit | 101778 words

“What about this, Captain?” Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively.

Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He’s lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He’s clearly a prisoner, but there’s something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry’s brain. Something he can’t quite put his finger on.

“Put him in my cabin,” Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry’s back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can’t understand any of it.

39) The Galaxy’s Edge | Explicit | 113921 words

Things never quite go as they are planned during a simple rescue job.

40) Tainted Saints And Velvet Vices | Explicit | 126057 words | Sequel (WIP)

A self-fulfilling Hogwarts AU in which Louis is new to seventh year and Harry is the resident devil-may-care Slytherin set to make his entire experience a living misery. Due to less than favourable circumstances they're forced to forge an unwilling, tentative relationship for their own survival. Repressed emotions, decidedly unromantic ballroom dancing, Triwizard Tournament tasks, creative jinxes and twilight flying above the Forbidden Forest ensue.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

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hannigramficrecs · 3 years

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Newly Added Fics 5/16

Hello everyone, sorry again for the slight hiatus! I’ve replied to all the messages in my inbox (at least the ones that were sent to me before this past friday), so if you asked me something before that, be sure to check out my replies!

As usual, I’ve emboldened the fics I really liked and italicized the ones that are incomplete.

Looks Like Love by luvkurai [words: 5,987] — (AU)

After his sister's wedding, Will kisses his childhood housekeeper (and first love).

Betrothed by slashyrogue [words: 3,932] — (AU)

In one month he would marry a total stranger.

Titan Arum by ProxyOne [words: 64,614] — (AU)

Will is a botanist, working in the greenhouse of the local Botanical Gardens. He is getting his life back on track after his divorce, but he can't help but notice someone who keeps coming back to his greenhouse to draw, day after day. A man who seems to have been paying very close attention to him...

Find Me In The Dark by Rising_Phoenix [words: 40,131] — (AU)

After a fateful accident, the marriage of Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter has reached its end. Grief and the inability to stop them from falling apart has brought an irreconcilable distance between the formerly deeply devoted couple. While Hannibal is apathetic towards his husband, ignores him, and is withdrawn, Will has started an affair with fellow teacher Francis and drowns his desperation in more and more alcohol.

Light of All Lights by whiskeyandspite [words: 20,377] — (AU)

Dracula-like fic without any of the vampires

The Stage Just For You by CarnivalMirai [words: 6,494] — (AU + Age Gap)

Will has landed himself the role of Odette for world-famous choreographer Hannibal Lecter's rendition of The Swan Lake.

There Will Be Bells by Entropyrose [words: 36,639] — (A/B/O)

In Georgian England, male omegas are very rare diamonds. Baron and Baroness Graham have a plan to build their wealth and social status by offering their son Will's hand in marriage to a mysterious older Duke, an Alpha named Lord Hannibal Lecter. Will's personal feelings need not apply.

Alpha Mart by slashyrogue [words: 63,164] — (A/B/O)

Will needs an alpha. After years of fake knots, half-assed suppressants, and his own damn hand during heats he’s reached the end of his rope. He doesn’t do dating so he decides to waste his life savings and hype with the current trend. Alpha Mart.

Enchanted By Your Name by CarnivalMirai [words: 9,207] — (A/B/O + PWP)

“Now, my husband would prefer it if I got the job done quickly.” He says, slashing down the back of each gag as he passes each man, watching as the silk falls gracefully to the floor. “However, I want to have some fun. Considering you’ve troubled my husband so much… it’s only fair, right?” One of the men whimpered fearfully. Or: The name "Will Graham" is a name you'll only ever hear once.

I've Been Building Black Ships by cloudsarefluffy [words: 8,116] — (A/B/O + AU)

Alpha Hannibal moves to the States with his sister Mischa after being overtly done with the fancy life of a count, and his blind omega neighbor gives him an insight into love that he never quite expected.

A Rare Find by hit_the_books [words: 5,379] — (A/B/O + AU)

Life as an omega bookseller can be quite lonely. However, as the owner of Graham’s Books, Will Graham is reasonably content. That is until he meets—long-time customer and crush—Doctor Hannibal Lecter in person for the first time. Attraction blossoming between them both, Will agrees to a dinner date with the good doctor.

We All Have a Hunger by 1ntothew1ld [words: 12,260] — (A/B/O + Age Gap)

Hannibal will ensure a properly slow and painful death for an alpha who allowed a beautiful young omega to go to waste as this one has. Too skinny for his own good, a stuttering and humble mess. The likes of the omega in front of him belonged at Opera houses and in million-dollar mansions, not scrounging for his next meal. Meek and afraid in some disheveled row house. When he finally looked back up the alpha had to conceal the utter punch to the stomach that meager glance was, blue eyes full of innocence but also hunger.

The Doctor Is In by Kummerspeck7 — (A/B/O + PWP)

Will nearly scoffed. "You can't expect me to believe you'd want anything other than a delicate flower to adorn your side, keep your ostentatious home, bare you the exact number of children you want--No more, no less-- all while being available at your whims." "Not at all." Hannibal disagreed. "I would no more put a wilting flower in my home than in a bouquet given as a gift. Tell me, Will, is that how you are treated? Forbidden from work, cloistered inside and used at Mr Brown's discretion?" "My Alpha's discretion." Hannibal looked pointedly at the curve of Will's neck, free from a single scar. "Not yet he isn't."

Teenage Wildlife by writtenbyizzy [words: 10,163] — (Age Gap + Sugar Daddy)

While reluctantly prowling Grindr for a sugar daddy to pay for his dog Bean's vet bills Will comes across Hannibal, and gets far more than he bargained for.

Just As Poised As I Remember by CarnivalMirai [words: 5,721] — (Age Gap + School)

When Will was in high school he had an incredibly handsome psychology teacher-- tall and sharp with a thick European accent. And now, a decade later, said psychology teacher-turned psychiatrist... just swiped right on him.

We Can Chase the Dark Together by K_R_Closson [words: 16,615] — (Fantasy)

Will tips him and Hannibal off the cliff. Instead of hitting the water, he wakes up in his bed, several years in the past. His first, and only, priority is to find Hannibal again.

We Killed a Dragon Last Night by inameitlater [words: 88,150] — (Fantasy)

Will remembers falling. He wakes up months before Jack got him to work for him. Months before he met Hannibal for the first time. Free from his past he decides to change events and meet Hannibal again.

My Only Constant Is You by TheSilverQueen [words: 25,369] — (Fantasy)

Hannibal Lecter is an immortal who can never die. Will Graham is a time traveler who can never stay in one place. Perhaps that is why they are perfect for each other.

Motinos Kalba by Lyla_Joy [words: 6,040] — (Fluff)

Five times Hannibal Lecter spoke Lithuanian on accident and one time he meant too.

You Make Me Feel (Good) by sourweather [words: 7,190] — (Fluff)

Will Graham has sensory issues. The world gets too loud, he gets overstimulated easily, but most of all he hates being touched. He never expected someone to work so hard to make him comfortable, to be so patient with him.

Pick Me Up by sourweather [words: 6,053] — (Fluff)

Will doesn't go to bars much. He doesn't end up needing a ride home much. But when he does get drunk, he always wants to ask Hannibal to pick him up.

Hard to Get by JSinister32 [words: 5,561] — (Jealousy)

Will and Hannibal had been broken up for six months. When confessions are made during a work function, can they find it within themselves to forgive?

Polar Opposites by Lyla_Joy [words: 19,513] — (Kidnapping)

“Says the cannibalistic serial killer who knocked me out and is now holding me hostage,” sassed Will. The Ripper didn’t smile but his eyes crinkled in the corner. “Please call me Hannibal.”

Fate Is A Keen-Eyed Hound by LydiaFearing [words: 5,890] — (Mischa)

Hannibal may be a successful, charming psychiatrist but Mischa worries that her brother is lonely so she gifts him a puppy. Hannibal reluctantly falls for his little dog but wants to get involved with time-consuming FBI work and not just anyone can be allowed to look after his pet. Luckily, Alana can recommend a boarding kennel in Wolf Trap.

The Significant Other: The Will and Hannibal Edition by house_of_lantis [words: 18,431] — (Murder Husbands)

After their terrible and abrupt break up, Will and Hannibal attempt to maneuver through their social circles, side step ongoing gossip, and deal with the fact that Will knows the truth of Hannibal. Through impossible odds, Will and Hannibal do find their way to each other again.

Dancing with the Beast by proser [words: 86,347] — (Murder Husbands)

In order to catch a mediocre serial killer, Will must pose as Hannibal's date for a series of pretentious social events. Hannibal is dramatic and jealous as ever, and Will is having a great time without the encephalitis. Of course, it's a love story.

Arriving at the Crossroads by HigherMagic [words: 7,558] — (Mpreg)

"You haven't been my psychiatrist for a long time," Will echoes. "But you've been my friend. You've helped me. With…" He gestures vaguely to his head. "When my brain was on fire. On consults. When it's dark and I need a guiding light." "It pleases me very greatly to be a source of comfort and reassurance for you, Will," Hannibal says. "I have wanted to be that for you, for a long time."

The Hanged Man by justhavesex [words: 13,076] — (Mpreg)

Will Graham had never wanted children before, but he had never considered it to be a consequence of his omegan brain not finding anyone worthy, but the moment he had met Hannibal Lecter he had been filled with want. In which a dinner party one-night stand results in a pregnancy that changes Will's entire life.

I Don't Even Like Lana Del Rey by perpetuallycaffeinated [words: 4,328] — (PWP)

The tension and low thrum of arousal were making Will speak impulsively. He knew this, but he’d just finished his drink. There was nothing he could use to stop the question, blunt and presumptuous and rude. “So, what, you’re my daddy?”

A Bad Combination In The Dark by perpetuallycaffeinated [words: 1,957] — (PWP)

When a nerve wracked Will Graham accidentally cuts his hand on Dr. Lecter's letter opener, things quickly get out of control.

The Best Bait by sourweather [words: 3,327] — (PWP)

Will is a good fisherman, he knows which bait to use for his catch. Will seduces Hannibal at a party by being sexy.

Whimsy by justheretoreadhannibalfics [words: 3,001] — (School)

Doctor Hannibal Lecter is standing in as a teacher while Professor Graham is out of town on a case. The students start to kind of like him, and become very invested in his love life.

Callipygian by ProxyOne [words: 2,260] — (Season 1)

Hannibal has a lot of sketches of Will, which he normally keeps safely away. One day though, Will shows up unexpectedly and Hannibal is caught unawares, and unprepared.

L'appel Du Vide by sourweather [words: 5,413] — (Season 1)

Will is hiding things from his coworkers. From himself. But Doctor Lecter knows.

Friends Don't Frame Friends: A Lesson for a Clueless Cannibal by LadyFelixTristis [words: 5,041] — (Season 1)

Ear? What ear? Will Graham doesn’t try to thwart Hannibal Lecter’s plans for him. He just does. By accident. And then on purpose.

For All My Pride, You Were the Fall of Me by nobetterlove [words: 13,212] — (Season 2)

After being released from the BSHCI, Will grabs the dogs he can't live without and leaves without a trace

Letters to God by CarnivalMirai [words: 4,698] — (Season 3+)

Will writes letters to Hannibal every day after his incarceration. But they never make it.

Blankets, Coffee Cups, and Christmas Morning by sourweather [words: 6,352] — (Season 3+)

Hannibal wants to enjoy the domesticity. The love, the closeness, the being Known. But something about his life with Will makes him want to lash out.

All These Fictionary Tales by ProxyOne [words: 18,492] — (Season 3+)

After the fall, Hannibal is presumed dead. Will has been declared dead. But Will isn't willing to believe that Hannibal would just abandon him like that

Seduction by BloodunderMoonlight [words: 7,086] — (Season 3+)

“For fuck’s sake, Hannibal.” Will glared at him, brimming with wrath he had only seen behind Will’s gun. He had no doubt Will would draw out a knife from beneath the duvet or pillows, but clearly words were enough to make him gobsmacked—“Are you a fucking virgin or monk? If all these can’t get you to bed then I don’t know what can.” Hannibal stood gaping at Will.

Blood, Cedar and Dog Hair by sourweather [words: 3,351] — (Season 3+)

Something terrible happens while Hannibal is in prison. Something he never prepared for.

Hidden Potential by sourweather [words: 20,789] — (Soulmates)

The first time you make eye contact with your soul mate, you see a vision of their greatest accomplishment. They call it your Peak. Unfortunately for Will Graham, his soul mate's Peak is a vision of blood and horror. Fortunately for Hannibal Lecter, his soul mate's is too.

Karoliai by slashyrogue [words: 4,577] — (Sugar Daddy)

Will works at a jewelry store. He has worked there for three months and sold less than any other person there. His boss tells him to sell something by the end of the day or he may not have a job tomorrow. If there was one thing Will hated more than having to talk people into buying jewelry they didn’t need, it was trying to do it two days before Valentine’s Day.

#hannibal #hannigram #hannibal fanfiction #hannigram fanfiction #hannibal fic recs #hannigram fic recs #hannibal fanfic #hannigram fanfic #hannibal fic #hannigram fic #nbc hannibal #hannibal tv #will x hannibal #murder husbands #hannibal au #replies

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smallblip · 3 years

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Masterlist

Hi! Thank you for visiting💖 Here’s a little guide to navigating my blog! Fics and drabbles are listed.

There are still some gaps in my tagging which I’m working on💖

Also if you drop me and ask/prompt and I have not replied I’m sorry! Life gets a little much sometimes💖

Fics

Levihan

Rager teenager (rated for mentions of sex)

Set phasers to stun! (rated for mentions of sex)

Rest In peace, Paradise

Honey bunny (one mention of sex)

I see rivers

Deep sea baby

If this hasn’t broken me, I will never break (rated for sex)

Stellar (rated for sex and other idolverse-related insecurities and ills)

Don’t drink the kool-aid (there’s a little bit of sex in here)

Butter my biscuits (straight up smut)

Imagine being loved by me (one mention of sex, other than that, mild)

1-800-FANTASY (Drabble, NSFW)

That’s my ego that you’re stroking (straight up smut)

Dog days are over (old Hollywood!au with MILD naughty scenes)

you don’t know how lucky you are (levihan & eruri)

Jeankasa

Come down when you’re ready

Mouth open you’re high (rated for sex | mentions of levihan)

So lonely trying to be yours (rated for sex)

Milk and honey

My excuse is that I’m young (rated for sex)

lovers’ interlude

Blessed is the fruit

all I know is no one loves me like you do

Chaptered

[levihan] There’s thunder in our hearts (rated for sex, rough childhood)

[levihan] Good bones

Others

[Mikasasha friendship | mentions of Jeankasa] Yellow crysanthymums

Drabbles

(Levihan unless stated otherwise)

For all my drabbles click here.

three strands for good luck

one wayward son

another love

Bathwater/baby

Playboy shit

Je dois traverser l'océan demain matin (can’t link this one somehow!)

Control

All bunged up

Child’s play (levihan/jeankasa)

The great fire

Run baby run

White as the sun

Darling, I’m never satisfied

Verbatim

Come back to the castle, I’ll tell you how I despair.

Spot me (levihan/jeankasa)

It’s not mine but I want it so- (jeankasa)

When I say ‘hopelessly’

Dimples

Two sides, same goddamn coin

Stop the presses! (No name band AU)

The name game

Electric love

Needle and thread

Send your location (come through)

Kill V. Maim

Aren’t you forgetting something?

Bi wife energy

Weddings and funerals

That’s some scary shit

Brat (nsfw)

Go to hell for heaven’s sake!

1-800-FANTASY (nsfw)

By your name (nsfw)

This garden is filled

Saltwater and the sea

Ophelia

A thousand burning suns (part I / part II / part III)

Passionfruit Tea (nsfw)

But soft!

All I have to do is dream

Accidental baby acquisition (celebrity AU)

Never have I ever (nsfw)

Ivy

Strawberries and cream

Babygate (celebrity AU)

Seasons (nsfw)

Juro que (nsfw)

Something something romance

B(rats!)

Pandas

Headcanons

All levihan HCs (/levihan-hc)

Modern AU levihan HCs (/modern-levihan-hc)

AU levihan HCs (/levihan-au-hc)

Spicy levihan HCs (/spicy-hc)

HCs on Hanji and Jean being French, Levi being German (sometimes he’s French), and Erwin being English (/language-discourse)

#peglevi2020/21 [NSFW] (/pegging-discourse)

Adventures of Raspberry Jam and Crouton (/rj-and-crouton)

Levihan and the vets (/vets-hc)

Levihan and the 104 (/naughty-children)

Jeankasa HCs (/jeankasa-hc)

Others

I sometimes get asks about ships (/shipbox)

I sometimes get asks about the warriors (/warrior-ask)

I sometimes get asked for recs (/my-recs)

I sometimes get really radical recs (/offerings)

I sometimes get asks about myself (/me-lol)

Just give me everything!

All anon asks (/anon)

All the stuff from my inbox (/inbox)

Everything that belongs to me, well most of it (/mine)

#masterlist #me lol #levihan

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gildedmuse · 4 years

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Yes, please. More ZoLaw... How about AU ideas?

Oh, I have ton of AU ideas. Some of which I have like 11 pages of co-brainstorming, some of which I've written up summaries roughly the length of some of which are just two words: [blank] Zoro / [Blank] Law. Here's the best list I can put together while on my way to work.

Okay, Hear Me Out. A ZoLaw Fic Where....

Zoro Is Law's Marine Bodyguard....

After Corazon dies, the navy does some digging. Years later they learn about Law and insist he is in danger as Doflamingo has located him as well. A young marine, Zoro, is assigned to guard him

Law Is A Marine & Roronoa Zoro Is His Obsession...

Or Law follows in Corazon's footsteps and becomes a marine. He sort of takes Tashigi's place as Smoker's sidekick second in command. So he's there in Lougetown when the Strawhats breeze into town. and the two develope an... Intense rivalry in which Law is determined to hunt down the cocky young swordsman (mostly because he feels like a fool... Why in the world would be agree to a fight without using his devil's fruit? What kind of argument is "it's cheap" anyway? Why the hell had he been thinking?) while Zoro enjoys taunting the handsome, moody marine he kicked the ass off back in Lougetown (or totally would have if they hadn't been interrupted).

Just wait until Law follows him all the way to Dressrosa. He's been avoiding meeting The Heavenly Demon since he became a marine, so why they hell is he willing to follow this green haired pirate hunter into the devil's own home?

Zoro Hates All Doctors (Except Law) (And Also It's A College AU Because Why Not?)

Modern AU where Law is an overworked med student filling shifts at the student clinic and Zoro is a at University on a kendo scholarship, preparing for the olympics. He has a knack for getting injured (it doesn't help that his coach, Mihawk Dracula, doesn't believe in pulling punches... Or whatever the sword equivalent is). Still, he absolutely hates going to the clinic. One day Law is taking out some tension at the gym practicing with his own blade when Zoro gets badly hurt. Law rushes over to help, and since Zoro isn't really in a position to say no he has to let the young doctor help him.

After that whenever Zoro gets injured he still refuses to go to a doctor. What he does do is lurk outside the student clinic (typically with Luffy in toe to keep him company - even if your injured and tired, you can never get too bored with Luffy as your best friend) until Law gets tired of it and makes him come in so he can fix up whatever he's managed to injure this time.

The clinic receptionist - Perona - doesn't find this cute at all. Mostly because Zoro is typically sweaty and gross and the Monkey boy is just annoying. His fellow student interns Shachi and Penguin are just impressed Law has put up with him this long (they did ask if the Kendo scene attracted a lot of girls, but Law's blank stare pretty much answered that one) while Assistant Professor and Physician Marco thinks it's adorable but is kind enough to only tease Law about it occasionally (he doesn't ask about fangirls in the kendo scene since he's pretty much certain that's not Zoro's scene either way).

Of the two tenured professors who officially oversee the clinic, Dr. Crocus has never said anything to Law about the whole situation except for letting him know when Zoro is waiting outside. He does, however, sometimes bring Zoro and Luffy by snacks or something to drink and has even kept them company an few times. No need for the two of them to wait out there with no one looking out for them (and, yes, they clearly need someone looking out for them). On the other hand Dr. Kureha has never believed in cuddling her students. The exact opposite actually. She started by telling Law he'd best take his pet home since he couldn't have it here all day ("Pet? What pet? Whoever it is, it's not mine, Dr. Kureha-ya." / "So that green haired stray and his little monkey friend don't belong to you?" / "Green hai- Urg."), Which eventually evolved to her telling him this was a clinic not a dating service ("He's not... *Sigh*") and finally came to the point where she just snips st Law for not being able to control even a simple minded athlete then how does he plan to deal with actual problem patients? She's also made a point of telling Zoro off - it pretty obvious that even when he does come by the clinic he only does so after either accumulating multiple injuries or continuing to push one until it gets far worse than needed. Is the boy an idiot? Why wait until things are so bad, and why is he wasting the time of one of her top students? If he wants to stalk one of the postgrads he could at least pick a less talented one. There are plenty to choose from.

Marco tried to make up for this lecture (after which Zoro stayed away for three months until he almost lost an eye) by offering to let Zoro and Luffy wait in the actual clinic to wait. (To which Luffy helpfully announces, "Zoro isn't waiting for the clinic, he's waiting for Toroa." Which kinda makes Zoro want to strangle his best friend but since he's currently holding a towel up to his eye and feels pretty sick at the thought of not making these games because he's an idiot, he only managed an apologetic smile and mentally promises himself to pinch Luffy later. Marco is totally unsurprised by this answer, for what it's worth.)

(Also, it turns out Kendo does attract at least a couple of girls, at least at the Olympics level. It's probably more accurate to say that Dracule Mihawk and Roronoa Zoro attract attention, which Law only learns because he was heading home after his shift and saw a bit if activity around the gymnasium and wandered over purely out of curiosity and somehow accidentally ended up watching Zoro's match. And that randomly happened a couple of times. Look, the best parking is by the gym he practically has to walk by to get to his car. He isn't going out of his way. And he has a valid reason to be interested in kendo. (Also, appro of nothing, Tashigi seems like an annoying know it all and Hiyori seems like a silly teenage girl and why is Perona even here?)

Shanks Uses His Yonko Status For It's Highest Purpose - Mischief

While sailing to Wano, they stop at an island to gather supplies when they are ambushed. It turns out to be one occupied by the Head Haired Pirates. Before anyone can attcak, Shanks steps into view, smiling. He greets Kin'emon and Kunjuro (they were with the Roger pirates for a while). Robin, Franky and Usopp he recognizes as friends of Luffy. Weirdly, he calls Zoro 'Mihawk'ss boy'. Law corrects him as Zoro is also in the Strawhats. Shanks laughs because while that may be true, he's met Zoro and he's Mihawk's boy to him. Law seems unhappy with this description, while Zoro just rolls his eyes, calling Shanks an old pervert and to stop messing around. Despite everyone else freaking out, Shanks laughs it off. He insists surely Mihawk would be the pervert in that situation. Law dislikes the whole conversation. It only gets worse when it turns out they have to stay on the island two weeks, and Mihawk is visiting as well. Under Shank's bad influence (and seeing how such comments got under the other Captain's skin even if he wouldn't admit to it) he convinced Mihawk to join him in creating some mischief (Shanks is a terrible influence).

Law Is Working For Doflamingo, Gathering Information On & Chain Off Rookie Pirates

Instead of Bellemy, the crew find Law right before Skypea. He is also (secretly) working for Doflamingo. Typically it's his job to narrow out the herd, and for the pirates that might make it to the second half of the Grand Line, his job is to gather information that may be useful in "convincing" them over to Doflamingo's side later or else can be useful in eliminating them if they become a threat.

Unlike Bellamy, it takes Law only one conversation in the bar to determine that the Strawhats aren't your average pirates. Their captain's open, naive nature makes gathering information on them rather straight forward. Which is how Law determines that his biggest advantage is his crews loyalty, and none seem more so than his handsome swordsman. Luffy seems to naturally open and unashamed to be able to gather blackmail material on, but Law's willing to bet if you own Zoro, you'd more or less own the captain. So he sets out to do just that.

Swords Are Cats

Zoro owns three infamous crazy cats. Law is a vet. Look, this is an AU in which Swords are cats. Zoro has two in particular that no vet is willing (or able) to get anywhere near. When Wado gets sick, though, he shows up to The Heart Veterinary Clinic (it sounds like such a cheesy name he already can't stand it) with all three in toe. Best to get everything done at once since it's unlikely they'll ever be allowed back again. Sure enough, Shisui just has to start the trip off by escaping when Zoro is checking in.

Law is in his office when he notices Kikoku is gone, which is strange. She usually likes to stick by his side. He goes looking for her and is surprised to find her hiding under the receptionist desk, curled up peacefully with another cat. He holds up the strange tomcat only to very nearly lose an eye. Zoro catches the poor thing midair when Law stumbles back from surprise, honestly just thankful to find him before he caused any damage.

Law takes one look at Zoro and the three cats and instantly knows two things:

A. Oh, so these are the demon cats he was warned about by Tashigi and Pica and Wanda and even Shanks who seems like he can put up with almost any animal

B. He's definitely going to get these cats to like him, if only to ensure that Zoro back.

Law Ends Up On Kuraigana Island

Incredibly simple What If premise. What if instead of fighying two pacsifistas alongside the Kid pirates, the Heart Pirates wind up on the battle field with the Strawhats. When the real Kuma shoes up, Law gets a little too close to the action and is sent along with Zoro to Kuraigana Island. This has everything you need in an AU. Zoro and Law going from complete strangers to friendly rivalry to sexual tension because they're stuck on an island for two years together. A possible love triangle with Mihawk. Perona being either an annoying bratty sister to Zoro (who in fairness beat up her crew) while openlh crushing on a disinterested Law or a Perona silently shipping the two of them long before they even take any real notice of each other (I'm guessing she'd talk about it with her hallows). Bonus points for scenes of The Heart Pirates trying desperately to find their beloved captain.

I'm kidding. Bonus points for adding Mihawk in the mix and making it a triangle filled with possessiveness, jealousy and a totally unaware he's in the middle of it all Zoro. That's my jam.

They Were Childhood Friends (Who Haven't Seen Each Other In Years)

Sometimes, all an AU needs to be is a romamtic comedy formula lifted wholesale and recontextualized to fit whatever fandom you're into. So, yeah. Law and Zoro grow up at the same dojo but haven't seen each other in years, then suddenly Law is sitting there in ten Sabaody auction house when the something crashes through the roof, and that something looks a lot like a boy he hasn't seen since he left the dojo at 18. Or, hey, maybe Law catches a wanted poster of "his little brother" while sailing on the Grand Line and decides to track him down just to see how he's doing. And probably he was totally unaware that at 13/14 years old, Zoro had just about the biggest crush in the world on him.

Although most the Strawhats definitely know. Or at least figure it out damn quickly. It's kind of hard to miss how their badass swordsman suddenly can't make eye contact or flushes at the slightest provocation. ("Do you think the Heart captain realizes?"/"Maybe it's just because Zoro looked up to him. I mean, I can't imagine him actually LIKING someone."/"Oh, come off it, you'd have to be blind not to see!"/"I think it's sweet that our swordsman-san still holds such a place for what must have been his first major crush."/"Yeah, who know Zoro-bro could be such a romantic!")

Strawhats antics ensue.

Law Uses His Shichibukai Connections For Something Other Than Revenge (So Sex. Sex and Revange.)

After becoming a Shichibukai, Law meets Mihawk at an official summon and picks up on the fact that Zoro is training there. Having promised Luffy he would look it to his nakama's safety should be discover them (something he had thought would never happen) he follows Mihawk back to the island to see how Zoro's training holds up.

Perona Is Zoro's Older Sister, Just To Create Drama

AU where Perona is Zoro's older sister. She hangs out with a much darker, edgier crowd than Zoro approves of. He find Law especially questionable and not just because they seem to have a 'thing' (in my mind Zoro is in high school while Perona and Law are not in college. He's heard about the way college boys often are and he doesn't really understand that all their relationship is entirely casual, and most the time when he catches Perona cuddling up to him, it's just her being cutesy (and because she knows that while it annoys Law a little, he won't do anything to stop him). He also doesn't understand why every time he tries to confront Law about it he ends up feeling so flustered. (Not that Law is about to openly hit on his friend's little brother, but some teasing never hurt)

There's Only One Bed. Because There Is ALWAYS A Story With Only One Bed

The Polar Tang and Sunny are stolen while the two crews are meeting up, talking over a plan to take down Blackbeard (okay fine, LAW is doing all the planning). Luckily, Shanks just happens to be passing by and offers them a lift, but as big as his ship is, three whole crews take up a lot of space. And despite Shanks (joking) offer to let Zoro share his bed, Law is the one who ends up stuffed into a single hammock with the Swordsman.

Law Tries To Sleep With His Uncle's Partner (Not As Terrible As If Sounds)

Law's uncle Corazon works in Law enforcement. He talks endlessly about his new rookie partner to the point of Law's annoyance. Until Corazon brings the young green haired detective home for dinner.

Law Is The Ship Doctor For The Strawhats Pirates

Corazon lives and runs off with Law, who grows up to be a doctor. One day, a pirate ships sails to their island. They have a sick crew member and desperate for help. Law doesn't help pirates, but then the corrupt ruler of their island has Corazon arrested and locked up, claiming he's found his true identity and plans to sell him out to his brother. They come for Law, but the Strawhats save him despite his refusal to help them (Luffy doesn't mind, he's sure Torao has his reasons and anyway Corazon is an amazing man who gave them a free lunch and he's sure Torao is just as good.) The Strawhats rescue Corazon, kick out the evil ruler and bring peace back to the island. Law finds himself compelled to accompany them.

Law Tutors Zoro (In The Ways Of Love Math)

Zoro's life is way too stressful. Between kendo competitions, a job that doesn't pay enough, a second job that's a bit questionable not too mention school. He doesn't even care about most that stuff, but if he wants to be the greatest at his sport, the rest is sort of necessary. Like training. One thing he definitely needs more training in is school work. Zoro has to keep a certain GPA to keep his Kendo scholarship. Luffy insists he knows the perfect tutor, and while Zoro isn't so sure about Luffy's judgement on intelligence, he trusts his friend. Enter Trafalgar Law, college senior who tutors on the side. Oh, and - as he casually mentions at the end of their first session that he's seen Zoro at his job. No, not as at the restaurant, but the online videos. And he has to say, he's quite the fan.

There are a few I didn't manage to get to tonight, despite being some of my favorites. Maybe later, when work has not drained the life out of me, you can hear about...

Drummer Zoro/Med Student Law

Marine Law/Revolutionary Zoro

Marine Law/Marine Zoro

Police Zoro/ME Law

Rock Star Law / Bodyguard Zoro

Biker Gang Zoro / Anarchist Group Law

Kendo Olympic Champion Zoro / Sports Doctor Law

Kendo Rivals Zoro / Law

Evil Doflamingo Pirate Law / Captive Zoro

Samurai Zoro / Ninja Law

Detective Zoro / Art Thief Law

#the zolaw headcanon nobody asked for #zoro x law #zolaw #amazing fanfic ideas #terrible fanfic ideas #one piece au #one piece fanfiction #one piece #roronoa zoro #trafalgar law #trafalgar d. water law #asks #the problem with rock star law and marine aus and drummer zoro #i will literally go on forever about them #the zolaw au nobody asked for #ask and you shall receive

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bcolfanfic · 11 days

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could we hear more about side b poly ev/helen/jean

ohohoh you sure can!!!

el dorado is side a and the lil helen jamie scene i posted is referencing some stuff happening when helen was staying with her after nash died and croz cheated. but ah. side b.

- croz ): god. my heart. sweet boy. you shoulda called someone. your girl and your beautiful kids needed you ):

- after the funeral ev and helen more or less move jeanie and the kids into their house

- it’s supposed to be temporary, they just don’t want her to be her alone. her family and croz’s folks are both unsupportive. their kids get along and *they* love her so. it’ll be good. temporarily. (:

- except they play real fast and loose with temporary and 6 months go by and she’s still there and sleeping in their bed more frequently and nothing *happens* but her being in there safe with them just makes sense.

- side b helen and jeanie have the same history they do in side a so i think shit happens between them first. and it’s not something anyone really blinks much about. they’re best friends. it was comforting when it was helen with the dead husband. ev certainly doesn’t care.

- but ev. ev ev ev. ev, who has more or less been parenting the crosby kids the last almost year. ev, who holds little baby simon and prays that he remembers his dad’s face. ev who sits up with jj and rebecca when they can’t sleep and tells them stories about croz and sleeps on the floor when april is scared of the dark.

- ev who hasn’t ever been hesitant to kiss jeanie on the head when she’s having a bad day with everything and tell her she’s a good mom. tell her that croz would be so proud of her and that /he’s/ proud of her.

- of course she falls in love with him. who wouldn’t.

- but realizing that obviously scares the shit out of her and there’s a whole lot of projection bickering for a minute.

- snaps at him for disciplining rebecca telling him she’s not /his/ child and that maybe he’s getting his role here confused. but he kinda snaps back and is like if the kids are under my roof, i’m gonna do what croz would when they’re acting out. you’re welcome to leave if you don’t like it!

- he’s projecting from a place of Feeling things too <\3

- jeanie snaps back all ohhh so you’re kicking me out, i’m so sorry for interrupting your PERFECT little life with your wife. you two can get back to what you were doing then and i’ll go.

- starts getting choked up which breaks ev’s heart because he’s like ): i don’t want you to leave if you don’t want to leave. but you’ve been at my throat lately and you gotta be honest about where this is coming from. if you live here, we communicate like adults.

- and she gets spooked and bolts upstairs <\3

- helen coming back from the store just in time to hear the bedroom door slam: 😁😄😀😧 ?????

- is immediately ev what did you do and he’s like ???!? throws his hands up all hell if i know! (you do know ev lmao you also need to communicate)

this is getting long but i can continue in another post if ppl are interested !

#young vets au side b #ev x helen #ev x helen x jeanie #helen mota #everett blakely #jean crosby

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swifty-fox · 21 days

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repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere / curtxken (:

oh my sweet boys how about summ for @bcolfanfic young vets au

cw: vague discussions of child abuse

Seven p.m. was Curt's favorite time of day in the apartment. The sun at the exact moment of its journey down the wall where it splayed across his bed in a buttery slant. It was the perfect time for napping, for smoking something a little smoother than cigarettes. And he was very much not about to have a lot of time to partake. The balcony window is open and Curt blows another curl of smoke out.

"Want me to grind some more?" Ken asks. He was bare naked, slick from a post-soccer shower and Curt enjoys the offer of his body with hazy eyes.

"Naw," Curt says, swallowing a couple times at the dry mouth, "'m done."

The sun feels good, warm and roasting and with enough years now between, safe from pulling him back into the desert. Curt closes his eyes, places the spliff back between his lips. Feels the dip in the mattress, the slippery catch of wet skin against dry. Curt lifts an arm, lets the other man tuck against his body, arms folded across his chest.

"Yeah," Ken, who was the heavier toker of the two, agrees, "You're done."

Curt cracks an eye, "Give us a kiss."

It's never just a kiss, not when Curt's skin is buzzing and Ken is wearing less than nothing and was easy as molasses every goddamn time. Ken's panting against his lips and goes as easy as anything and Curt mutters quiet I love you's between gasps. It was softer now, aged by years and a touch of reluctant therapy here and there, but still he feels that sharp urge to sink his teeth into the gentleness of Ken, shake him til he said uncle.

Afterward, Curt looks up at the ceiling counting the cracks and gusts out a sigh.

"We need to start lookin' for a bigger place."

Ken looks around, his face pulled in a tight unhappy frown. There wasn't much to look at, and too much altogether. Two men's entire lives shoved into a studio apartment. Room enough for the two of them, content as they were to live on top of each other. But not enough for a third.

"I'll miss it," Ken says.

Curt's staring at the balcony, open and swirling with the first pollen of spring. His chest is getting tight as he considers everything that was coming.

"What if I'm bad at it."

"You're great with everyone's kids."

Curt makes a noise of dismissive irritation, "That's different they ain't mine. I'm not making sure they're learning their fuckin' manners and keeping them fed."

Ken thumb strokes along his jaw.

"What if I get angry," Curt croaks, "What if I get angry and I-"

Ken shoves up, sitting fully on Curt's stomach and bracing arms on either side of his head. The delicate chains of his necklaces brush Curt's lips.

"I'll kill you."

Curt stares up at him, breath pausing.

"I," Ken says slowly, lips pressed to Curt's forehead, "Will kill you.

He closes his eyes, swallows a couple of times and when Ken kisses him he offers the other man no teeth. It's a shitty reassurance, if Curt told a therapist about it they'd probably call him ill-adjusted or some other easy word to describe a whole goddamn personality. But he didn't think for a second Ken was bluffing.

Don't fix what wasn't broken.

"Sweet as sugar, aren't you?"

"Mmm," Ken smiles.

#swiftywrites #curt x ken #i think maybe i made it that curt doesnt like pot in young vets but like oh well hes having a special day or somethin

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somedayonbroadway · 4 years

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Newsies Bandstand AU??

Bandstand AU

Since I already had an ask for a Bandstand AU, I wrote a scene! Please enjoy I Know a Guy!

“How’s the house tonight?”

“Good! Lining up outside already!”

Tony nodded, assembling his saxophone steadily in his arms, ready to play a few notes and get warmed up. He might make rent this month after all. That is, if his damn band would show up on time. “Of course Skip’s runnin’ late…” he muttered to himself, checking his watch for what must’ve been the millionth time. “Can’t find a decent piano player that shows up on time…” Shaking his head, he started to warm up anyways.

He failed to notice someone sliding in through the door just beside him.

“Hiya.” The voice caught him off guard. If he hadn’t been beside a chair that he could latch onto so quickly, he might’ve fallen over. But he closed his eyes for a moment, collecting himself before looking over at the man beside him, hardly more than a few years older than him, smirking at him, smugness radiating off of him. “Didn’t mean ta scare ya, pal… I’m lookin’ for Antonio Higgins.”

“Well, ya found him, but he ain’t too keen on talkin’ ta you right about now,” Tony said. “We ain’t open yet.” He turned to continue rehearsing.

But this man wasn’t going to give up so easily. “The backdoor is,” he stated, pointing back to the door he’d just entered with a small grin. Tony just glared. The guy’s smile fell just a little. “Sorry… I… did you used ta play with a cat who went by the name a’ Specs? He called you—“

“Racer…” Tony finished for him, actually turning to face this stranger now. “The drummer. We played a few gigs outta of high school,” he recalled.

Nodding along, the man stepped closer to him. Tony didn’t stop him. “You went into the Air Force—?”

“Navy,” the younger man corrected immediately. He caught himself. He knew lashing out did no good. “What… what is this? My pianist ‘ll be here any second now—“

“I was army. 37th infantry,” the man informed, taking the cap off of his head and biting his lip, suddenly looking slightly nervous. “Specs said you’re good.”

Tony looked down at his shoes for a moment. “Look… I ain’t tryin’ ta be rude but I gotta show ta prepare for—“

“You can really swing, huh?”

This man seemed determined to make sure he could hardly get in a full sentence at a time. Race hated that. “If ya wait in line and pay like everyone else, you’ll find out,” he shot back.

The guy’s smirk fell easily back onto his face. “Ya know Tell Me The Night?”

Tony looked back up at this ridiculous stranger. “What are you smoking?”

The man frowned. “I’m sorry, ya don’t know Tell Me The Night?”

Somewhere in the back of Tony’s mind, he knew it was a challenge. But he’d never been one to back down from a challenge anyhow. So he brought his sax to his lips and began to play with more than just his instrument.

The man grinned, slipping onto the piano bench beside him and playing along easily, fitting his crazy improved notes in perfectly with Tony’s.

When they finished, there was an easier look on both of their faces.

The man at the piano held out his hand. “The name’s Jack,” he introduced. Tony nodded, a small smile falling on his lips as he shook Jack’s hand. “I’m… I’m thinkin’ about starting a band. All vets.”

Pausing at that, Tony stepped away, trying to make himself look busy. “I’m gettin’ a law degree. I can’t—“

“We’ll make it work.” If there was one thing Tony could tell about Jack, is what that he wasn’t one to take no for an answer. Tony admired that. It didn’t make it any less annoying. “There’s this contest on the radio…”

“The NBC thing,” the blond confirmed.

“Bingo,” Jack winked. “They just announced the statewide competition is gonna be held here in Cleveland.” The smug man shrugged. “We have the hometown advantage. What do you say?”

He had such confidence about him. Tony couldn’t help but be drawn to it. “I suppose you’d be the band leader?”

“Naturally,” Jack deadpanned. “That a yes?”

“That’s a ‘Jesus Christ, you’re relentless’,” Tony drawled, running a hand through his curls.

Jack’s raised his eyebrows as though telling this man he already knew that. “You’re welcome.”

Tony let out a small laugh as he positioned his saxophone against his chest. “Is Specs on drums?”

All the energy in the room seemed to be sucked away at that simple question. Jack’s smile fell slowly and he lowered his gaze. “Uh… no… he didn’t make it back…”

Tony’s heart broke again after it had so many times before. He didn’t know if he’d be able to keep stitching it back together. “Oh…”

“Yeah…” Jack reached to rub at the back of his neck. “So… so do you know any other guys? Who served, but young n’ good looking? Like us?”

Squinting, Tony shrugged. “It’s radio. What does it matter?”

“If we win,” Jack said, crossing his arms over his chest and stepping even closer to the younger man. “We get to be in the movies. Do you know any?”

For a moment, Tony genuinely thought about it. If he didn’t give this guy some names, Jack would surely hunt others down just as he’d done to him. Might as well give him some good players and be able to stop the panic attack Jack had nearly caused him. “Sean Conlon. Kicks it on bass. Plays at Oliver’s every weekend. Best of the best when he ain’t high,” he stated, smirking himself when he saw Jack’s eyes widen only slightly. “He’s army too.”

“I’ll take my chances,” Jack insisted, accepting the challenge.

Tony might like this guy after all. “Meet me at the Rio Lounge tomorrow night,” he offered, turning to get the stage set.

But Jack stopped him. “Wait, he plays at the Rio?!” he asked.

Turning back to him, Racer shook his head. “Nope. He drinks there.”

“We’re ready to open, Tony.”

“Let ‘em all in.”

—

“Alright, alright! I got anotha’ one!” Sean laughed, waving over the bartender who’d been serving him all night. He was slightly beyond drunk and the bartender had told him several times that he was going to be cut off soon. It didn’t stop him from sneaking drinks off the folks around him. “A pirate walks into a bar with a ship's steering wheel on the front of his pants. The bartender says 'hey Captain, you've got a steering wheel stuck to your crotch.' The pirate says 'arrgh, it's driving me nuts.'”

“Very funny, Mr. Conlon, but jokes aren’t going to buy you more drinks,” the man behind the counter stated. Sean stuck just tongue out at him, turning around on his stool, coming face to face with familiar blue eyes.

“Spottie… still as soft n’ friendly as eva’, I see…”

“Tell anyone n’ you’re a dead man, ya skinny son of a bitch,” Sean laughed, playfully punching the younger man’s shoulder. “What wind blew carried ya here, Higgins?”

Before Race could even try to respond, he was pulled into a tight hug. “Spot, this Jack Kelly. Kelly, this is Spot,” he introduced, pulling out of the embrace and gesturing to the man standing with a small smile behind him. “Jack, here made it through Solomon Islands…”

Spot looked the man up and down and smiled. “Well, I’ll tickle your catastrophe,” he shrugged. “I liberated Dachau.”

“Jesus…” Jack breathed.

“Hey, Tony told me about your band idea!” Spot gently hit Race in the chest with the back of his hand before reaching back to clasp Jack on the shoulder. “I’ve heard about you,” he explained. “So my cousin marries this Polak, right? Turns out, this guy!” Spot laughed, shaking Jack gently, “played accordion at her wedding! When he was somethin’ like what? Ten years old?”

A small but easily hidden blush crept up Jack’s neck. “Well, ya know the differenve between and accordion and Hitler?” he asked, quickly finding this man enjoyed humor. Spot shrugged. “One perpetrated years of oppression and humiliation on the Polish people… and the other is Hitler.”

It only took Spot a moment before he was engaging in a drunken laughing spell, patting Jack on the back as both of the other men laughed along with him. “You see, ‘I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men’.”

Jack looked between Spot and Racer, trying to figure out what had just been said to him. “I have… no idea what you just said, but I hope that means you’re in,” he shrugged.

Racer rolled his eyes. “It’s Shakespeare. And yeah… that means he’s in.”

A grin spread over Jack’s lips. “Oh great! That’s great! Now all we need are a couple a’ horns n’ a monster on drums!”

Before Race could even think to say anything, Spot already had an arm around Jack’s shoulders. It was slightly awkward, as Jack had about four inches on him, but it didn’t seem to stop either of them. So Race grabbed Spot’s drink and took a sip, watching the exchange ahead of him.

“Well, ya see, I know this guy. His trumpet’s hot but he ain’t no barrel a’ laughs,” Spot explained. He gestured between them. “Although, I think between that two a’ us… we might have a shot at break in’ him,” he smirked. He leaned a bit heavier on Jack and Jack could only laugh.

“Let’s do it.”

“Get your jokes ready, Jack-Be-Nimble-Jack-Be-Quick,” he winked.

Race smiled behind them.

—

Albert played a B flat. It was easy. It should’ve been easy. “Take it from bar four,” he instructed the boy before him.

The boy did not play a B flat. But he continued on anyway.

“Jesus, stop! For the love of…” he pointed to the sheet music in front of his student. “What’s that note right there?”

“B flat,” the boy stated, his voice wavering with nerves.

“How do you miss a B flat?” Albert asked him. “It’s a B flat trumpet!” He was yelling now. He made no attempt to stop or correct himself.

The boy shifted uncomfortably on his feet. “I’m tryin’ my best, Mr. DaSilva…” he muttered.

Albert sighed. “I know. Heartbreaking, isn’t it?” He shook his head and let his own trumpet fall at his side. “I’ll see you next week. Ask you fatha’ if he’s got the money ta get your teeth fixed. Maybe that’ll help.” He had not remorse. The boy begrudgingly packed up his things and went, clearly frustrated.

“Gee, Al. Ya goin’ for teacher of the year, here?”

Albert rolled his eyes, looking towards the door where three men stood, only one of them familiar to him. “Somethin’ like that…”

Spot shoved his hands in his pockets. “Listen, this is the guy who thinks we belong in a band together.” He nodded towards Jack who gave him a quick wave.

Albert wasted no time getting straight to the point. “Who else is playin’ trumpet? I’m not playin’ second—“

“Just you!” Jack insisted. “But we need a trombone.”

“And a drummer,” Race added.

“Has to have served.”

Albert nodded. “I know a guy. Blows like a champ but he’d got a bug up his ass.” He grabbed his trumpet case. “You want perfect… he’s the guy ya want.”

—

“Yeah, I know a guy…” David stated, cleaning his trombone, determined to clear off every smudge. “He’s kind of a mess but a genius on drums.” He shook his head. “He’s got all the rhythm you need.”

Jack grinned, holding out his hand. “Thanks, Davey. It’s good ta have ya on board.”

“David,” the other man corrected.

Still, Jack could only smile. “Thanks, Davey!”

—

“You’re starting a band? Hey! I play the drums!”

It was hard to keep the smile on his face. But Jack did his best. “That’s why we’re here Charlie… think maybe we could hear a bit?”

The kid, younger than the rest of them grinned and hopped on his only remaining leg over to the set up in the corner.

And Jack had never heard anything like it.

It was happening.

It was all happening.

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fandom-necromancer · 5 years

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037. I won’t let anyone hurt you, you are safe with me

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 | AU: Reverse Au (Warning: mentioned abuse, repercussions of torture, dealing with trauma)

‘Oh, fuck no, not you.’ ‘I love you too, brother. How are you doing?’ ‘Has Fowler sent you?’ ‘When will you ever learn that I can be purely interested in your wellbeing?’ ‘What does he want?’ Richard smiled. ‘The captain hasn’t heard from you since your team left the precinct. And I was in the vicinity anyway. So, what’s the situation?’ ‘Trapped android. The perpetuator managed to flee the perimeter and several units are out to search him, but I don’t think they will be successful. It would be easier to ask the damn tin-can, but as soon as we even enter the building it’s near self-destruction.’ ‘What? Even you didn’t manage to talk to it? You are the born negotiator!’ ‘I know. I tried my entire repertoire on the damn thing, nothing helped.’ ‘Can I try?’ ‘You? I’m sorry, Richard, but you are the most intimidating person I know, and you are my brother.’ The man simply kept his stare and Connor shook his head. ‘Yeah, I mean, why not. I’m thankful for everything and who knows, maybe you bring it to kill itself and we all can finally go home.’ Richard laughed on the outside at the cruel joke, but he was already thinking about a way to find a solution. Trapped android. Frightened. Possibly damaged and traumatised. Connor might think of him as a cold-hearted bastard, hell he actively tried to convince the whole world of it. He didn’t need any of them to pry into his personal life and if this was the solution to that that was fine with him. He knew he was far more apt to talk to the android, but nobody had to know that.

He walked towards the ridiculously normal looking house to enter through the kicked in door. From the outside it looked like every other suburban house, well kempt garden, newly painted front. And even on the inside, it was nicely decorated. Oh, how Richard hated that some people had the audacity to live in peace and luxury when they hid this dark side deep down. The path to the cellar had been cleared and as soon as he went downstairs it all began to fall in place. Croaking steps and planks, old furniture with a heavy layer of dust and cobwebs. This was more like it. Richard should have possibly felt anxious or at least have been inclined to be careful, but was there left to do? The suspect had fled, the android knew there were people up in the garden occasionally coming down. Richard simply strolled through the stifling air reeking of chemicals, possibly thirium and iron, like it was a Sunday afternoon. Finally, he came to a room full of computers and medical equipment. Looked like a torture chamber. Probably was one. The clatter of chains made him turn towards the noise. There it was: an android chained to the wall, bruised hull, ripped apart in some places but still functioning. The LED was a bright ring of red illuminating its face. ‘Connor. Stress levels?’, he whispered into his earpiece. ‘80% and rising.’ ‘Good. Continue telling me.’ ‘Good? You do know it will fucking self-destru-‘ ‘Yes, thank you, Connor. The stress levels, please.’ ‘85%’

Richard faced the android, lifted his hands to his hips to show it they were empty. Then he took out his gun and- ‘Jump to 98%. Destruction imminent!’ -laid it on the floor, taking two swift steps to the right. ‘97%’ The man went backwards, showing the droid his empty hands again and stopped as his back touched the wall. Then he let himself sink down until he sat on the dirty, thirium-stained ground, legs stretched out before him and hands lazily in his lap. ‘95%’ Richard took out his earpiece and sat it down next to his legs. He would wait. He would simply sit here and wait, give the android time.

He had done this so many times. Yes, he was bad with humans. Connor had always been the one to defuse tricky situations when Richard would simply use force. But humans weren’t honest and too complex most of the time. What he knew about were problem-cases from the shelter. Extremely violent cats, shy ones, ones who would never find a home. What he had learned was not to even bother trying to be friends. Never expect anything and they would begin to ask for attention and start to trust. Well, it was all he knew, and he would try it. So, he would wait.

He sat there for hours without anything happening. He didn’t know whether the android’s stress levels had depleted and he wouldn’t check on that. Ignorance was what he had to maintain at all costs. Checking on the droid, even if it was just over Connor’s analysis, wouldn’t help. Really, at this point he wondered why nobody up there had acted yet. No one had even come to check in on him. It was weird to think of it, sitting in an android torture chamber, but this somehow was the most relaxed he had been in years without Connor breathing down his neck. At some point he started humming a little melody and shaking his foot to prevent it from falling asleep. He saw the android flinching – or better heard the chains shake – but continued humming. One song, another when it ended. And another. Then he stopped and silence fell again.

‘Cou-cou-cou…’ Richard stared at his feet as the android started making sounds. Was it about to speak? ‘Coul- yu contin…continue?’ The man hid his smile and thought of another song. Good thing he always sang with the radio in the car where no one could hear him – hopefully. He began humming what was a happy melody, but slow enough to calm. He heard the chains again, maybe the android was sitting up. Richard concentrated on the puddles of thirium around him and where it stained his clothes. Was this the blood of the still living android or of others? Normally it would evaporate, why was it still visible? He reached the end of the song, waiting in silence. ‘A-a. Another… one? Please.’ Richard complied, and they filled another hour, the android mumbling his quiet requests and Richard giving him what he wanted. Up until the point where the silence stretched. That was the first time the human looked up and took in the android. The LED was still red but circled slower.

‘Why are you doing this?’ At least the speech patterns had normalised. Richard took that as a good sign. ‘Why are you here?’ ‘I am from the police. My brother up there tried to talk to you before but said you were near self-destruction. Normally he is better with this, but I thought to try it my way.’ ‘The one who looks like you but shorter?’ ‘Yeah, we are twins. He is the goofy one. Can understand why you wouldn’t talk to him.’ ‘No, he…’ The androids voice broke down, LED starting up again. Richard waited. Expect nothing, don’t press. ‘He… touched me.’ ‘Yeah, he’s like that. Whenever he sees me, he comes running for a hug. It’s fucking annoying.’ At the curse the android flinched again. ‘I guess you don’t like touching, then.’ The android shook his head, rattling the chains. ‘I-I-I…’ It died down again. ‘She… Touch hurts.’ Richard nodded. Change of topic or all progress would be lost. ‘Do you like cats?’ ‘Wh-What?’ ‘Cats. Little, soft, a bit weird sometimes.’ ‘Yeah, I know what a damn cat is!’ Immediately the android slapped its own hand over its mouth and looked at Richard. He added punished for speaking up to the list of possible offences and continued. ‘Nice. You like them?’ ‘Do-don’t know. Never s-s-seen one.’ ‘I have two at the moment. A grey one and a black and white. I have a few photos on my phone if you want to see them.’ ‘Wa-want to. B-but don’t do anything!’ Richard nodded. He knew he could destroy everything he had built up so far with only so much as a wrong step. He took out his phone and very obviously, so the android could see what he did, scrolled through his images. Then he stood up and very slowly got nearer. ‘Stop!’ Richard froze half-way over, studying a very uninteresting brick-wall to give the android time. ‘Cou-cou-could you… sit there?’ Richard followed the chained arm to sit next to him, still far enough away so he wasn’t able to touch or grab the android. He gave it more time to adjust, then put his phone down between them. ‘Take it, if you want. I can explain from here.’

The android took it and scooted a bit away from him. It side-eyed Richard who didn’t move and looked in a completely different direction. Then it looked at the picture of a black and white long-haired cat and Richard noticed how that relaxed the machine a bit. ‘She is an oldie. The shelter couldn’t find a home for her because she needs frequent trips to the vet and no one knows how long she will live, even with medication. But I had her for four years now and she plays like a kitten.’ The android stared at the picture and Richard could hear his internal systems hum and rattle. Physical abuse. Damaged. ‘You can look at the other pictures if you like.’ The android swiped to the left and another picture came up. ‘That’s her too. She likes to sleep in the littlest boxes she can find.’ The android went through the photos and Richard commented. ‘That’s my other cat. He was afraid of humans and hid all the time. He just needed time to find trust, I guess. I don’t know what he’s been through, but he is still young, so I hope to give him the life he deserves.’ ‘That is them both curled up on my bed. I slept on the couch that night.’ He let out a small laugh at the memory, startling the android. ‘Oh, that’s my brother and me on his new bike. The one sector he has taste in.’ ‘It definitely isn’t clothing’, the android commented and didn’t even realise he talked openly. ‘Yeah, you are right, he always wears those stupid Hawaii-shirts. It is awful. Seems I got all the style and he, well, the creativity of the family. Oh, this is Tina.’ The android had swiped over to a selfie of the officer. ‘She’s an android, too. Works with us for about a year now. I think you would like her. I could acquaint you two with each other.’ The android stared at the grinning woman. The photo had been made just after she snatched his phone away and if you looked closely, you could see his blurred silhouette in the background.

‘You want me to go out there with you?’ The android stated, more than asked. ‘Yeah, I wouldn’t want you to stay down here forever.’ ‘Bullshit. You want me to go up there and give testimony against her. No one cares what happens afterwards.’ ‘I won’t lie to you and say that’s not my goal. But it isn’t as if I wouldn’t care what happens to you. You are clearly damaged and need repairs. You can’t stay down here.’ ‘Why? I’m save. She is gone. No one will hurt me if I stay here. Up there? Deviant or not, and android without an owner is doomed to end up getting hurt again by humans.’ ‘Listen to me. Have I hurt you? I am human and have I done anything to you?’ ‘No. But who knows what happens once you have your testimony. Then I’m just another damn tin-can no one cares about.’ ‘Do you have a name?’ That threw the android off track again. ‘Name? Well, I was called Gavin once, before I was kicked out during the revolution as if I was suddenly dangerous, unwanted.’ ‘Okay. Gavin. Let me be honest with you: I need you to help us. It is my job to do that. It is my job to get you out of here, to get your story out of you and to catch a criminal. But I’m not the heartless bastard my brother thinks I am. I do care about the people around me. If you don’t want to be left alone after all of this, I won’t let you. I promise. If you chose to come with me, I won’t let anyone hurt you, you are safe with me. If you come with me. If you want it. It is your decision what you do once we are out of here and my job is done. I won’t press you. But I offer it. I don’t know how it is to live with what you went through. But I promise to try and understand if you let me. I can’t promise you it will never happen again, but I can promise I will do my best to prevent it, if you want me to.’

The android stayed silent for a very long time. The phone screen had long turned itself off, still resting in Gavin’s hand. ‘Phck.’ A quiet, surrendering curse. ‘Fine. Then let’s get it over with.’

Richard let the breath he kept free in a heavy sigh and stood taking the android’s words as a permission to unchain him with the key Connor had given him. He smiled all the way up, guiding the android to the light of a few streetlamps in the night. Another mission successful.

#Connor through the earpiece left in the room: Holy shit #Detroit become human #dbh #Reed900 #Gavin Reed #RK900 #dbh reverse au #longer than normal but I needed to get it out of my system #Connor is kind of a dick here I guess

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kaisooficrec · 5 years

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Hey! Thank you so much for this blog, I love it a lot. I wanted to know if there's any new pining kaisoo out there? Also any new teachers au?

Hii~ thank you so much for supporting our blog, we love YOU!! pining is always a win and we all love it! here’s what I got for you today, hope you enjoy and don’t forget to leave kudos&comments to the authors!

A Different Morning - this is everything!! college au, friends to lovers au, jongin is a vlogger and ksoo is his bff, he has been pining for the other for so long, and one day, he starts to think his wish might come true

Push the Pedal Down - kaisoo are in a boarding school and decide to run away for a weekend. they have been pining for each other basically ever since they met. ksoo is kind of a bad boy, but not really? i love this fic too much for my own good, seriously.

there are no wrong mistakes - love love love!!! college au w nerdy and introvert ksoo, he rooms w sehun who’s best friend is ofc nini! kaisoo like each other but oh boy it takes a while for the message to get through

kiss me once, kiss me twice (kiss me once again) - fashion industry au! kaisoo are childhood best friends and ksoo likes to wear dresses and skirts ever since he’s young, and jongin supports him w his hobby. they’re separated when they get older bc jongin leaves abroad and creates a fashion brand, but their fates will get intertwined again when nini returns to korea~

Wailing Roses - ksoo is a vampire (and has braces!!!) who jongin has had a crush on for years, and he’s not very approachable, but jongin is persistent

you look like a movie, you sound like a song - to all the boys i’ve loved before au!! with the author’s special touch :’) rly cute fic

Puppy Love - the cutest vet fic!! but also the sexiest!! ksoo is the vet and nini always volunteers at the shelter ksoo works at (partly bc he has a crush on him), while he’s a bartender at night. one night ksoo goes to the strip club jongin works in aaaaand, sexy times.

Love From Last Night - damn this fic is so good! nini is an actor and ksoo owns a bookstore, they meet in a club have a one night stand, however nini goes in ksoo’s bookstore a few days later and they recognize each other~

Birthday Roulette - it’s jongin’s bday and he tricked the roulette to make sure he gets to make out w ksoo hehe

from here to beyond - space au! ksoo are best buddies but like each other, some action thrown in there too!

You times infinite - college + vampires au, ksoo dies and turns into a vampire and he tries to deal with his new self as well as his crush on jongin

Signal Lost (& Found) - i love soulmates au so much ugh,, nini thinks he’s found his soulmate but has a crush on the cute barista and doesn’t know what to do, until he finds out the TRUTH

What We Find - my HEART, HURTS. another soulmates au, they find each other soon enough but one of them doesn’t want anything to do with the other, but life continues to go on and even though they really don’t want to, they can’t help but gravitate around each other

Flawless - ongoing, ksoo is a crossdresser and gets harsh criticism from people around him for it, jongin is an aspiring journalist who wants to interview ksoo because he finds him interesting, things don’t go as planned

In the Middle, Between Right and Left - (ongoing) slice of life + teachers au, kaisoo have an unresolved past together, they meet years after leaving each other behind as colleagues in a new town

just like picket fences - college au + wolf au, childhood best friends and now roommies, jongin doesn’t realize he likes ksoo until he starts getting jealous

Criminally Romantic - college au, jongin is a dancer and ksoo’s #1 fanboy. ksoo writes crime novels

Supposedly Not a Love Story - ceo + arranged marriage au, ceo!nini asks his secretary ksoo to marry him to get rid of his girlfriend and ksoo says yes to satisfy his crush on his boss

within the flowers of a garden - royalty au, ksoo visits his cousin’s kingdom and meets a beautiful dancer that he instantly likes, and longs after him even after he returns to his own kingdom

100 Kisses - oblivious idiots uwu. jongin is jealous that ksoo has to practice kissing for the kiss scene in his upcoming drama

game of love - jenkai au, ksoo likes jongin but he loves someone else, and made his choice

Continuity Doesn’t Exist - my favvv! vampire & monsters au, ksoo is the only human between five monsters and sometimes life is hard, especially when you’re in love with your best friend who turned into a vampire not too long ago

Forfiet - set in the 2000s, they get stuck in a supermarket and feelings get revealed

A Slice of Summer Love - college au + pizza delivery guy au! ksoo delivers pizza and is jongin’s favorite delivery boy :) which is not good for his wallet

high tides - korean war au, enemies to friends to lovers, they meet during the war n fall in love, but it’s not that easy

Without Measure - kaibaeksoo n wolf au, kaisoo are best friends but have a messy history, and baekhyun just wants both of them to be happy again (with him too)

Jongin Has A Tattoo - they were married but got into an accident, and jongin just wants his husband to remember him

The Knot Box® - im in love with this fic, literally. wolf au w a/b/o dynamics, they’re mates but meet when jongin is fairly young and don’t realize their connection, but when jongin does, he longs for the only alpha who treats him right

Take My Virgin Sacrifice - incubus au, kyungsoo gets summoned by people playing with the ouija board n forms a weird obsession with jongin

Cafe Eau Laid - cafe au + wolf au! nini is a barista who has a crush on this cute omega who comes in often but assumes that he has a boyfriend

Close To Home - jongin is on a quest to find the most pleasing dick in the universe w his best friend kyungsoo always by his side on his journey. the mutual pining is rEAL (also they’re soulmates)

unpredictable - so cute ;; they like each other but won’t confess and keep complaining that they’d like a boyfriend to give the other hints

Amidst Antenuptials and Elevator Kisses - legendary!!! arranged marriage au, but amidst the small fights, they want each other

Older pining requests can be found here!

- Admin Macaroon

#kaisoo #kadi #fic request #r:pining #admin macaroon

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stilesssolo · 5 years

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I think Jon as a stay at home dad in a modern AU story makes a lot of sense. IYou would figure that in a modern day AU story that Jon would have access to at minimum some of the Stark money if not both Stark and Targ. Dany has money on the Targ side, so I do think they would actually need money. Except I totes seeing Dany operating a civil liberties law firm because thats who Dany is. Though I could see Jon as a young retired war vet or a military reservist.

Yeah, in my modern aus I tend to steer away from them having lots of family money (I always feel like Dany being very comfortable when she’s young until her dad runs their huge corporation into the ground and then dies is a good reflection of canon, with her growing up having to work harder for everything now). But in WTWTA, where Dany is totally the breadwinner, I think the idea of Jon being the one who stays home with the kids a) makes so much sense and b) is like, the most adorable mental image ever :)

#where the wild things are #asks #answered #anonymous

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365daysofsasuhina · 6 years

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[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Fifty-Four: A Bird Cage ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Hyūga Neji ] [ SasuHina, death, animal death ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

It had been a birthday gift from her father to her cousin: a sleek, golden-wired bird cage, complete with a canary that sang like there was no tomorrow. Neji had been fond of birds since he was young, lamenting not having one of his own. The dawn of his thirteenth year saw him finally get one. No more staring longingly at wild avians, or ones that looked to him dolefully in the pet shops. He finally had one all his own.

And oh how he loved it.

When it wasn’t in its cage (which was rarely), it was sat upon his shoulder. He could be doing homework, eating, finishing chores, and the little golden bird would be there, singing and singing. Neji would always tell her he hated to see the creature caged, so he kept it out as often as he could. It wasn’t true freedom...but it was more than the bars of its confines.

The pair were a match made in heaven...until tragedy struck.

Hinata and Neji had been walking home after dark, having stayed at school for a basketball game. The younger cousin’s crush had been playing, and insisted she watch. And Neji, ever much the older brother, had stayed. They didn’t live far from the high school, and so the jaunt back seemed simple enough.

But not that night.

The assailant came out of nowhere, taking Hinata by the arm. Her cry alerted Neji, who - without a hint of fear - had moved to take her back. Knocked aside as the pair tussled just within the mouth of an alleyway, Hinata hadn’t the time to get back up before she noticed a glint of metal. It shone brightly for a moment in the lamplight before disappearing...as the blade sank into her cousin’s side.

He’d grunted in pain, threw the man off as the knife remained in place. Then unarmed, he’d fled into the night

Hinata had no experience with wounds - frantic fingers had tried to do something. Anything! She knew well enough not to remove the weapon, lest he bleed out...but it was clear something vital had been struck. Crying out for help, Hinata wasn’t answered as blood pooled and skin grew cold.

...he’d given his life to save her.

Pronounced dead on the scene, there was no trip to the hospital. Hinata, in shock, remained with an ambulance as they worked to keep her conscious. All she could do was stare, not quite believing.

From that day on...the house was silent. Hardly a word was spoken...but most noticeable was the lack of birdsong. The little canary went quiet, clearly aware of the loss.

It refused to eat, to drink. A trip to the vet found nothing wrong. But Hinata knew, when she found it still at the bottom of the birdcage the next morning...it had died from a broken heart. The boy it had loved since being brought home was gone.

She’d buried the little thing in the backyard, next to a memorial in the garden she kept for her cousin. It might not have been Neji’s burial site, but...it was as close as she could bring them.

Hiashi had tried to throw away the cage, but Hinata insisted she keep it. When asked why, she had no answer...save that it was one last relic that tied the two together.

It went with her when she moved out, hung in a corner in her apartment. And still, it remained empty. To try and replace the previous occupant felt..wrong.

Her landlady - who doubled as her boss that owned the bakery just beneath her - had asked about it once. Hinata’d told the tale, and the older woman never again brought it up.

It seemed it would forever incite silence.

Or...so it seemed.

Today, Hinata is running late - a hard thing to do when work is only a flight of stairs away. But her boss is indulging: a kindhearted woman five years her senior who gave her the place to stay once her father kicked her out. Any child of his refusing college, he’d said, had no place under his roof.

So, now Hinata lives in a tiny studio apartment...but the smell of fresh bread permeates everything. She considers it a win-win.

The morning is always their busiest time: people seeking breakfast before work flood the bakery every weekday. But the pair of them revel in it, hardly noticing the passing time in the rush.

Today, however, things get a little...interesting.

After the first wave, the pair find themselves in a bit of a lull, talking amiably as they tidy up and prepare for the inevitable second round. It’s during the quiet that a lone customer walks in, shouldering his duffle bag and glancing to the menu.

Her boss takes the order as Hinata finishes mopping, washing up and then filling the quota: a loaf of sourdough bread, and an iced coffee: black. A little odd, given that it’s still Winter, but...well, the customer gets what the customer wants.

With the bread bagged, she goes to turn and deliver the drink...only to find a spot still wet from her cleaning. Her shoes slip out from under her, and with a cry, Hinata topples over...and the drink goes flying.

...all over him.

Thankfully she doesn’t conk her head on anything, waving away her boss and insisting she’s fine, far more concerned (and mortified) about the man beyond the counter. Rattling off apologies, Hinata tries to make amends only for him to wave them aside.

“It’s fine - I’ve got my gym clothes in my bag, I can just change.”

“I-I live just upstairs - I can wash your shirt for you!”

“No, really - I -”

“Please! A-and you can change there - our bathroom’s so small, it’d be a pain.”

He glances to the manager, who shrugs. ��...okay, sure.”

Hinata scurries up the stairs before him, fumbling her keys and unlocking the door. “The b-bathroom’s over there - I can rinse the shirt in the sink so it doesn’t stain.”

“Thanks.”

To her embarrassment, he just...strips it off then and there before moving to fish his spare shirt out of his bag. Well...so much for using the bathroom. Spinning around pink-faced, Hinata channels her nervous energy into scrubbing the garment.

“...you have a bird?”

“I...w-what?”

“You’ve got a birdcage.”

Mid motion, Hinata goes stock still.

He seems to realize he hit a nerve. “...er…”

“...my cousin did. Before he, um...before he d-died.”

“Oh, shit...I’m sorry.”

“...it’s fine. It was...a long time ago now. But...I just couldn’t get rid of the cage. I’m not sure why.”

Redressed, he crosses the room to admire it, hands in his pockets. “...he liked birds?”

“Very much so.”

“Y’know, I volunteer at a raptor sanctuary. If you want, I could get you a free pass.”

The offer comes out of nowhere. A free pass? After she’s the one who inconvenienced him? “...um…?”

“Seems like you’re attached to them, too. Or...the idea of them. Thought maybe you’d enjoy it.”

There’s a blink, and then she softens. “...I guess I would. Neji would have liked it more…though that reminds me, I didn’t...introduce myself. I’m Hinata.”

“Sasuke.”

Wringing out the shirt, Hinata eyes it carefully, seeing no trace of the coffee. “Okay...I think it’s all right. I’m...so sorry about that, Sasuke.”

“It’s fine. It’s just a shirt.”

“Still...I shouldn’t have done it.”

“Accidents happen - no worries. And it looks fine. I need to wash all my stuff anyway.”

Hands now empty, Hinata absentmindedly fiddles them. “I-I’ll pay for your drink.”

“It’s fine.”

“But -?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He gives a snort. “You always so overly polite?”

“Y-you’re a customer!”

“Yeah, but you don’t gotta bend over backwards. You washed my shirt, so call it even.”

Lips purse into a small pout.

Descending the stairs again, they come back out into the bakery, still quiet. “So, this is the place I volunteer at,” Sasuke offers, handing her a card. “Just ask for me - I’m there every Saturday, I can get you in.”

“So...do you like birds…?”

“Big ones,” he replies with a hint of a grin. “Hawks, mostly - we help rehabilitate them. I can introduce you to a few we’ve got around right now.”

“O...okay!”

With his order finally finished (and in one piece), Sasuke takes his leave with a farewell. The remaining pair watch him go before Hinata’s boss turns to her. “So…”

“...so?”

“You got yourself a date!”

“W-what?! N-no, I just -”

She laughs, hands on her hips. “He invited you out so he could see you again!”

“W-we were just talking about birds, that’s all! He didn’t ask me out, he just...brought it up because it was relevant!”

The elder woman just smiles knowingly. “...well, you better take him up on it - you don’t meet cuties like that every day, hm?”

“P-please, that’s not -!”

Before she can refuse, the bell dings as a small group of customers walks in. Her boss just gives a glance and a nod before they concede back to work.

A date...it’s not a date! It’s just...just a… Admittedly, she’s not sure what to call it. But...well, she’d be happy to see such interesting birds up close, regardless.

Neji...I wish you could go with me. I’ll take lots of pictures, if I can! And maybe, someday soon...she’ll be able to fill the birdcage again.

This prompt was...very random xD Of course the first thing I associate in Naruto with birds and cages is Neji, so...I tried to work that into a modern AU to have it lead to a meeting between our typical ship. I'm not...sure I pulled this off very well. It feels like it should be a lot longer. But sadly my time is limited, so...hopefully it's still somewhat passable. Anywho, that's all for tonight. I'll see everyone tomorrow! Thanks for reading~

#uchiha sasuke #hyūga hinata #hyūga neji #sasuhina #death //#animal death //#best years of your life [ au ]#365daysofsasuhina

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qpraphael · 5 years

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Tagged in a fic thing #selfad

It's called 20 First Lines and you just copy the first lines of your most recent stories. Bonus: Look for a pattern. (lol)

@enkelimagnus tagged me and had a great idea. She did 10 un-posted, and 10 posted. (Idk if I even have 20 fics posted? lol) so imma do that, too.

Siphael is Simon and Raphael in a QPR.

Posted on ao3 holymad: (apparently i published 35 fics??)

“Magnus has been called to a new vampire in Camille's clan.” From Magnus and Baby Vamps (wip, Magnus&Raphael, ch2 add Simon)

“Magnus takes his coffee-ish pop drink/milkshake from the barista and turns around, looking for a free seat.” From Supermans and Clark Kents (wip, ex-Camagnus, Malec I've been at this the last two weeks ok I'm D.O.N.E.)

“Harry starts laughing and puts his thumb to his lips the same way he does when Alec kisses Magnus.” From Revenge (finished, rpf, actual marriages and it's literally the only one on ao3 with shumbara and kimdario lol)

“Raphael is reading a book in peaceful silence when Simon speeds into the room, throws himself onto the couch and lays his head in Raphael's lap” From Hate or Date or Mate or Neither? (finished, Claiasiphael)

“Simon wakes up from some sort of noise.” From First Snow (wip, can be read alone. Saphael so far.)

"<Honey, we gotta do something against Valentine,> Luke whispers into Maryse's hair.” From Young Love and the Clave (finished, Maruke, Garrostern parabatai)

“Alexander is looking deep into his eyes.” From The Day After (finished, Malec. I'm actually v proud of this even if a lot of things are happening.)

“<Hey Alec! Ready for the movie of the decade,> he calls into the quiet loft.” From A as in Amazing (finished, Malec)

“The credits roll and so do Magnus's tears.” From Death (finished, Malec. I swear nobody dies ok. Also, yes, this is the second chapter. The first isn't plot.)

*Robert sitting in office doing kingsy stuff because he's a king* From Fusion (wip, Maruke+Waywood(?) and Malec, maybe Clizzy. how sleep deprived was i to write and post that.)

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So far it's mostly something happens? Some dialogue, one… setting. I like that. I also don't like fics/stories/novels/bla that take paragraphs or pages to describe the color of trees three blocks further.

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Not posted WIPs that I do wanna post someday lol

“The train is so full but Clary has to sit down.” From a Claia fic, side Si+phael, Clary is deaf and Maia learned sign language for higher koalifications as a barkeeper.

“So, where would you like to live?” Malec, Magnus&Ragnor. A ficlet from the big thing hopefully coming before we enter the 20s...

“B puts down his eighth strawberry daiquiri.” OC / OC same big thing, different people. Side Si+phael.

“Magnus strolls along the Broadway for new musicals to watch when he hears shouting from a parallel street.” Malec, soulmate fic. Can't decide on a lot of things. Idk.

“Alec looks over at Magnus with that blinding grin. <We're doctors!>” Malec are vets. That's it.

“Raphael sits on Magnus's lap sucking on his thumb, leaning against his body.” Human AU, Malec are dads (or dad-brother) at the kids doctor. Like this is a 4 years old Rapha and Max is Alec's literal brother. Not the Lw-B kids. Features anti-vac Lw parents xd

“Magnus puts the key into the door feeling guilty.” This long bitch. Malec songfic but you gotta look up the song because you can't upload a full songtext to ao3 :)

“Camille ordered Raphael to kidnap Simon for another feed.” Prestory for the Magnus and Baby Vamps ch2 plot. Use 50% likely xD

“<Asian male in his thirties.” An ambulance au. I completely forgot about this lol Malec and Siphia. (Might change to Claiasiphael ig)

“<Hey Honey, I'm hooome,> Magnus calls.” Alec pavlovs Magnus into saying he's a good person. That's it. xD

I tag everyone! This takes ages but it's so fun lol

@some-thrilling-heroics @raphaelxantiago @gingerangelofthursday idk are you a writer then you are tagged!!

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