#shehungthemoon

[camshaft22]

Hiiiiii not entirely sure what you ship so I just when gen, for the spotify wrapped game, #77 with Dick & Damian (Batman)! 🩶

I respect you so much right now. I know that's a kind of weird to say but I love that you were just honest. Thank you. This was a song that was in my recommends (you know, when you're just like, give me whatever after my carefully selected playlist and maybe, just maybe, I will like that song) so much that it made the list. It's... It's a good song but I like other songs better. But it's a good one for this vibe actually.

Thank you so much for giving me this ask. <3

Number 77: Stampede by Bitter Ruin

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Dick sat back, watching Damian work through his training. He was so proud of him. Last night's patrol had gone well and being Batman finally felt like it was real. Damian made a good partner even as prickly as he was. Suddenly, Dick sighed as quietly as he could, feeling the weight of all his decisions press harder.

It was like juggling flaming torches.

Each decision felt like he was doing something wrong but also the best decision to be made. He was trying so hard.

"Hey," Dick said, getting Damian's attention. "Hit the showers."

Damian scowled but gave him a short nod. He was almost painfully Bruce sometimes. At least he wasn't arguing about it. Dick smiled to himself and turned back to doing his reports.

#Batman #shehungthemoon #Dick Grayson #Damian Wayne #Robin #DC Universe

[daedalusdavinci]

HELLO I love your work and am requesting dialogue options 21 and/or 21 for bruharvey? I think I might pass out for either 🤧🤍

Anonymous asked: meaningful gestures dialogue 21 “Every part, no matter how you feel, is amazing to me. I could spend all day explaining everything I love about you” seems like something Bruce would tell 2F

send me a meaningful gestures prompt!

well i guess its gotta be 21 then

Bruce woke slowly, limbs loose with the kind of rest that only came once a year. The bed felt so soft, so cozy, the blankets weighing him down just right, it felt like he could just drift right off again, perfectly comfortable. He could hear the soft crackle of fire and smell coffee not far off. When he reached blindly across the mattress, his hand came across a delightfully bare thigh, scarred and warm. The fondness that rolled over him was as warm as the bed. He brushed his thumb along the hem of boxers and squeezed, just to hear the owner snort quietly.

For a while, Bruce was content to just lay there, soaking it all in. Snow fell softly over the gardens. Light from the all of the blinding white outside spilled through the open curtains, bright enough that it must have been around noon, or perhaps past it. The room was warm enough from the fire that Harvey, or Two Face, or whoever it was today seemed comfortable enough sitting up in bed without a shirt, sipping absently at his mug while he read.

Today was one of those rare, quiet days where there was nothing that needed being done. There was no work, and with the kids taking over the vigilante business in Gotham, Bruce rarely had any cases anymore. The manor was empty and quiet, and Bruce could sleep in as long as he wanted, his only responsibility in the world to the man in bed beside him.

But, eventually, Bruce pushed himself up, ignoring the way his back groaned dimly with pain. It subsided again when he sank back against the pillows propped up against the headboard, pulling the blankets up around his shoulders and reaching for Dent’s mug as he leaned into his side.

Dent made a quiet, disapproving noise, but let him have it regardless.

The silence between them was comfortable- familiar. Bruce rarely found his voice this soon after waking up, and Dent didn’t push him. It was nice just to be close, and Dent seemed pretty preoccupied with his book, anyway. Bruce read passages over his shoulder as he sipped at the coffee, trying to guess what book it was.

After several minutes, Bruce found his voice. It was barely more than a murmur in the quiet. “Got any plans for today?”

Dent hummed absently. His eyes were still on his book, tracking words across the page. But as Bruce waited, he finished, sticking a bookmark between the pages and leaning back into the pillows. “Not really. I feel exhausted.” His voice was low and rough, raspier than Harvey’s. Two Face, then.

Bruce let his head rest on Two Face’s shoulder, his thumb rubbing absent circles into his thigh. “Didn’t get enough sleep?”

“It’s not that kind of exhausted.”

Bruce hummed, understanding.

After a pause, Two Face sighed, leaning his head against Bruce’s. “I know I’m fronting because Harvey needs me to be, for some goddamn reason or another, but I don’t want to be. I’m tired. I feel shitty. I feel like no one wants me here, including myself, and I’m trying to move past it, but it’s hard.”

It was a conversation they’d had before. Bruce knew better than anyone how hard Two Face was trying, but that didn’t make it easy, and progress was never linear. There were days where it was hard to see past his own self-loathing, just like there were days when it felt impossible for Bruce to let go of his paranoia. But there had been days where it had been so bad that Two Face had left, and the fact that he was here, admitting it, letting Bruce get so close, said a lot on its own.

Bruce pressed a kiss into Two Face’s shoulder, squeezing his thigh. “I want you here.”

Two Face cracked a smile. It was small, but there. “I know. It just feels like that.” That, too, was progress.

“What do you feel like doing right now?”

Two Face heaved a sigh. “Hiding in the kitchen. Going for a smoke. Leaving. Worse.”

“What do you need?”

“Whatever you’ll give me.” It was as honest as Two Face would let himself be, right now. He’d never felt like he deserved anything from Bruce, and he struggled to ask for it, even when it was small. But he was trying.

Bruce set aside the coffee and moved his arm around Two Face’s shoulders, pulling him in against his chest. The way Two Face sagged into him was nothing short of relieved, hands fluttering against his sides, and then settling, some confidence bleeding back into him with the kiss Bruce pressed to his temple. Bruce sighed at him, fond, pulling Two Face’s thigh across his hips to settle him in more comfortably. “You act like you’re so difficult.”

Two Face grunted against his collar, splaying his hands over Bruce’s ribs. “I can be.”

“You’re not. Not to me.” Bruce rubbed his hand along Two Face’s thigh, setting his cheek on top of his head. “Twos, baby, every part of you, no matter how you feel, is amazing to me. I could spend all day explaining everything I love about you. I’m happy you’re here. I’m proud of how much you’re trying and how much progress you’ve made. And I’ll tell you that as many times as you need me to before you believe it.”

Two Face sighed, shutting his eyes. Slowly, Bruce could feel some of the tension start to bleed out of his shoulders. He kissed Bruce’s collar, and then his neck, hands sliding to squeeze his hips. “I love you.”

Bruce hummed, squeezing him back. Two Face was warm, and the covers were soft. There were worse ways to spend the day than in bed with him.

#bruharvey #twobats #bruce wayne #two face #twobruce #batman #harvey dent #shehungthemoon #asks #my fics #tumblr drabbles #sorry thsi took so long to get out im really mcstruggling rn

[polarnacht1]

Duh I’m gonna ask about Alex Rider for the character ask thing :) 💞

thank you so much for the ask!

Character Ask Game

Send me a character and I'll tell you...

Favorite romantic ship(s): Definitely Yalex, though only with adult!Alex

Favorite platonic dynamic(s): I honestly like the lonely book vibes a lot where Alex doesn't seem to have real attachments, not even to Jack or Tom. In the show I like his dynamic with Kira and Wolf.

LGBT+ headcanon(s): I think Alex is bi & he realizes that over his obsession with Yassen

Job headcanon (in an AU/or future): I like to think that at one point Alex and Yassen run away together to some place warm and sunny, and Alex will own a surf shop or be a surf instructor

Animal shifter headcanon: - (please don't 😂)

Favorite canon thing about them: His very healthy obsession with Yassen 😂 He's so drawn to him, that ship really sales itself. But I also like how clever and capable he is. Of course he gets lucky too, but he also is really clever and resourceful.

Least favorite canon thing about them: I don't like how cold he is, especially in the books, towards killing people. He doesn't seem bothered at all by all the collateral damage he causes (yes they are always bad guys, but you would think that he struggles a bit with that nevertheless). Even Yassen is shown to have more difficulties with that in his early years.

#alex rider #ask game #answered asks #shehungthemoon

[mikelogan]

49 mikelogan 🗿🗿🗿

49) can you skip rocks?

so like. does it count as skipping rocks if they skip once and then sink lmao

#answered #shehungthemoon

[thereadersmuse]

Hi!!! For the ask game:⏳and/or 🤲

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

That truly depends. If it is a short fic it can take a day or two. A short chapter is the same. Editing takes me seven thousand fucking years. I have shit tons of fics written because when I am in the groove I have the ability to just write a huge amount in a short time. It is the editing that gets me. I go in bursts often, then spend weeks editing.

Writing has taken something of a back seat lately due to the tiny human. My emotional and mental energy is just fucking wiped. I have almost no ability to concentrate. Right now this is probably the longest I will get to myself all day. Such is life with a three month old.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip

hmmm...have a very rough snippet of an unpublished "Moonlight" wip I have no idea what to do with!

“I’m fine,” Mick opened, before he could say anything when he looked up from the open lid of the freezer and found Josef standing over him. Ticked off at Josef, but mostly at himself considering he'd brought this on himself.

He grunted as he got out of the freezer and crossed over to the hook where he'd left his robe. Shoulders bunching because he could actually feel the weight of Josef's eyes on him. That bond between them firming just a little bit more with a sire's concern.

He wasn't used to it.

His connection with Coraline had been tainted from the start, but even in their strongest moments the feelings and instincts he'd been able to pick up from her were fleeting. Like a whip of wind through a line of drying clothes on a laundry line.

Josef was the opposite. For all his feigned detachment, Josef was a consuming presence. No wonder the vampire had never sired anyone but Sarah. It showed too much of himself. Which is why he knew he was being a bastard about all this. Josef had turned him back and it had cost him. Pieces of himself. His privacy. His armor. It had been a lot to ask. And here he was, punishing him for it.

“You don’t look fine,” Josef said after a too long pause. Like the older vampire had been searching for something smart to say but eventually came up with nothing. Just the truth.

“Then stop looking,” he shot back, glad his back was turned when he closed his eyes. Hating himself.

Everything was such a mess right now.

He just didn't know how to-

#shehungthemoon #response #fanfic writer emoji ask #ask meme #moonlight #mick x josef

[allamericansbitch]

Hi! I sent that message about requests earlier; thanks so much for your response! If you’re familiar with these: I’d really love something from the conjuring (either something spooky or something with lorraine and/or ed warren) and twitches (disney channel original movie)! 🖤

i'm sorry, i havent seen the conjuring and i couldn't find any decent footage for twitches anywhere online (10/10 movie though). sorry!

#shehungthemoon #answered #i'll keep an eye out though

[lewishamil10n]

just sending you a big thank you for writing the best choreman fic of all time 😭♥️

oh my god please i'm smiling so wide right now, you made my week! thank you ;-; <333

#asks #shehungthemoon #<3333 #best thing to see early on monday morning

[dantaliones]

19 for the questions! 🥰

19. What’s your favourite Halloween costume from when you were a kid?

alas im going to have to give a downer answer here 😔 im australian and halloween isnt anywhere near as much of a Thing here as it is in the USA. additionally to that, my parents were overprotective antivaxx anti-sugar health freaks so i wasn’t allowed to trick-or-treat most of the time and i wasnt allowed to eat the candy even if i did go. i dont have single good memory of halloween as a child and none of my costumes were particularly memorable.

what makes this REALLY funny is that now as an adult i work in the costume industry and halloween is our most insane fucked up time of year so i always have extremely cool halloween costumes… that i wear to work and then i dont do anything afterwards. halloween has gotten much more popular in the past ten years so my work is really busy, but… yeah i didnt do it as a child. sorry 😓

#dan talks #shehungthemoon

[saw-x]

5K CELEBRATION ♡ for @shehungthemoon ↳ CLUELESS or 10 Things I Hate About You

#clueless #filmedit #userbbelcher #usergif #userlix #tusersai #userlolo #userelsbeth #useryusi #usermorgan #usersavana #tuserlou #userallisyn #usercallie #tusertha #useradie #tuserhan #userpfeiffer #*mine #nat5k

[nopes-and-dreams]

Hal arranged himself in a deliberately relaxed pose as he drew up next to Barry: Rolled over on his back, head propped up on his arms, legs crossed at the ankles. As if he were lounging on a blanket spread out on a beach instead of hurtling through the singing void of space, protected by a green halo. “Need some flying lessons, Flash? You’re doing an awful lot of unnecessary work.” He drawled, shooting Barry a grin. The speedster laughed–breathless with elation, not exertion–and Hal’s heart beat a little faster in his chest. 

Read the rest of the ficlet on AO3 right here! It's a little over 600 words.

This is a present for @shehungthemoon as part of the Halbarry Secret Santa event for 2023. @halbarrysecretsanta

#halbarry #barry allen #the flash #hal jordan #green lantern #flash greenade #dc fanart #dc

[tipotape]

7. Comparing Hands

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@shehungthemoon Thank you for liking my art!! I also really love casual intimacy!! Here's my take on drawing it ^^💕

I've always found comparing hands to be especially sweet. I can imagine Ciel grumbling about how big Sebastian's hands are compared to his. Sebastian is amused because he knows his young master is just looking for an excuse to hold his hand 😌💫

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #sebaciel #fanart #mine: art #based on ask

[heart-of-a-rebel16]

alright lads. Without further ado

The rebels server (for anyone who wants to join! Please read the rules when you get there.)

@shehungthemoon @amalthiaph @and-loth-cat @tobytost @mystical-salamander @maulfucker @woodsandhills @foxxxtransformer123 @tacotits @lilithmelinoe @fireworksanon @im-yotsu @rebels2014 @not0a0mundane @leafycasper @seth-shitposts @rebels-rascal

#God help us all #also i am in desperate need of two or three kids so if anyone would be up to the challenge please DM me #star wars rebels #swr #sw rebels #star wars

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Look at my book baby!

Got my editor's copies of my book today! Aren't they gorgeous? (Ignore the "not for sale" line through the cover- that goes away during publication- and the shitty quality of my camera!) I'm going through the book to make final edits- it really is looking like this book about a sapphic ex-Chosen One (gotta love an unlikable lady protag) falling for her rival is going to be able to go up for y'all by the end of March.

(Also face reveal? I guess? None of y'all care about that, but I will be one of those annoying parents who poses with my kids, aka my characters.)

Which means there's only one real question: do y'all want me to post the playlists for the characters/ships here as a lead-up to the book coming out?

To everyone who has liked my posts about the book so far or liked my last book: @henrythepug @mywily @artemisiaarm @lilyoflolana @randomhobbitgoblin @khruschevshoe @thanatosdetesreves @kayechanted @neshatriumphs @evelynhug0 @sillylittlecheeto @harrietmjones @jaceum @jacksope-lives @marchionessdebrannas @screechingdonutengineer @beeesworld @meet-me-behindthemall12 @neutral-wizard @elposting @little-bloodied-angel @thearcaneuniversity @artemisbones @mikereads @augment-techs @snazzy-hats-and-adhd @safesoundxswift @sapphicsigh @anaddictiontofanfiction @aboutblankpages-blog-blog @weedpoop @aboutblankpages-blog-blog @danieldeluca01 @suz-blog @morganmara @shehungthemoon @man-me--a-sand @geekerne @madhare0512

#this rotten work #rachel barsky #daiyu nightbane #nightbarsky #kenna jenkins #my writing #my books #self-publishing #rachel x daiyu #my baby arrived! #dark academia #shakespeare #enemies to lovers #macbeth #romeo and juliet #sapphic #women's wrongs #hozier

[chocolateteapotsvis]

Halbarry Recs: POV Outsider

What is POV Outsider? For shipping purposes, it's a story focused on the romance, but is told by a character outside the main ship. Ollie POV, Batman POV, anything goes!

Ephemeris by mehmehmeh (@mia-nna)

The world’s greatest detective has got some things to say. 

“Bats ... perform the vital ecological roles of pollinating flowers and dispersing fruit seeds; many tropical plant species depend entirely on bats for the distribution of their seeds.” (wiki)

you've got the best of my love by finalfrontierpioneer (@finalfrontierpioneer)

Five times Hal goes to Oliver for romantic advice, and the one time he puts it to good use.

Hal's just trying to be a good boyfriend; Oliver's got no idea.

Just the Two of Us (We Can Make It If We Try) Ch5: Ice Cream by layspotatochipabs (@layspotatochipabs)

Bruce stalks Hal and Barry. He's so fucking done with their flirting; why can't they just get together? If they don't, he'll resort to writing fanfics about them violence (telling them about their mutual feelings).

I Came in Like a Racquetball by ChocolateTeapots (@ tacky self-promotion)

When Hal suggested a series of sports competitions with his square of a best friend, Carol assumed that meant he’d be out of her hair.

All Carol wants is to get her fucking work done. Is that really so much to ask?

Or: Silver Age Hal's attempts to seduce his best friend through sports competitions of increasing ridiculousness, as seen by an exasperated ex with better things to do.

Young Padawans by mehmehmeh (@mia-nna)

In which a green cupid shoots a few arrows to push two heroes together. Every Mulder needs a Scully and vice verca. How else will they prevent Mars Attacks?

(Hal Jordan + CWverse, fledgling halbarry with a platonic flarrow and slight hints of olicity)

Was learning @shehungthemoon ALSO loves this POV the catalyst to finally post this specific list? I'll let you decide!

This is one of my all time favorite things, and I'm also behind on my Halbarry reading, so if anyone else has recommendations, I'd love to hear them!

Also, for fics actually about Hal's birthday...

Pic inspired by you've got the best of my love by finalfrontierpioneer, because this image has been stuck in my head since I started illustrating these lists! (So I completely forgot that I already rec'ed this on another list AND did an illustration for it! I'll mix things up more next time!) Stock photo reference because hands are hard

And if you're looking for a couple more, (and don't mind more tacky self-promotion), here's Vampire Dinah putting up with Vampire Hal who's totally, absolutely, going to follow orders and kill Barry, and (not Halbarry) Random Mook #5 in a Gotham terrorized by a Bruce Wayne who modeled his hero persona on a different fear

#halbarry #fic recommendation #my doodles #using Hal's birthday as an excuse to share a couple of my absolute favorite Halbarry fics #happy birthday Hal! #these (mostly? eventually?) go well for you

[mikelogan]

ok so for that word/genre prompt thing…

“hand” + action

JD is clumsy. Ask anyone who's spent more than five minutes with him and they'll tell you as much. It's rare, however, that his clumsiness causes any more than a couple scratches and a bruised ego. Rare, but not impossible.

The only reason he's out here is because of Carla. She insisted on a weekend spent in nature. Hiking, camping, bonfires, the whole thing. JD has never been one for hiking, for obvious reasons, but Carla knows how to motivate him, for better or for worse. All she had to say was that she invited Dr. Cox along and now here he is, trudging across uneven terrain, up a mountain, and he's not sure the promised scenic views at the top are worth it.

Turk and Carla have gone ahead, having grown impatient with JD's speed - or lack thereof. Surprisingly, Dr. Cox stayed back with him. Not that he hasn't subjected JD to copious amounts of verbal torment, but he hasn't left him in the dust... yet.

Once he's covered in sweat and his legs are aching, JD finally musters up the courage to ask if they can take a quick rest. Dr. Cox obliges with little comment and shrugs off his backpack. JD isn't sure how he's doing this, how he's carrying a bag twice the weight of JD's while still managing to look like a page from a fitness magazine. Not that he's been staring at him or anything.

JD finds a shady spot and sits down on the rocky cliff edge, swinging his legs and admiring the view below. It's a sharp drop-off, but the mountainside really is beautiful and he can see why Carla wanted so badly to bring everyone out here for the weekend. That is, until he hears a sudden cracking noise and the rock he's on crumbles beneath him. He doesn't even have time to scream as the earth below him gives way and he's sliding against sharp, shattered rock. He screws his eyes shut against the dirt and dust and pain and waits for it to stop.

And finally it does. He cracks an eye open, grimacing from the pain on the entire right side of his body. Hands shaking, he shifts to survey the damage and realizes just how much blood there is. His shirt is already soaked with it and the metallic smell hits his nose and he feels dizzy. He chances a look back up and sees he's not as far down as he thought. Maybe, if he could just climb back up...

The sharp stinging pain in his right arm brings that idea to a screeching halt. He doesn't want to look at his injuries for fear that shock will set in. Right now, his heart is pounding with adrenaline and his sole hope lies with Dr. Cox. Just as he thinks to call out, Dr. Cox's face appears. It seems he's lying flat on his stomach and peering over the cliff's edge, and JD isn't reassured by the expression on his face.

"Newbie, Jesus Christ, are you all right?"

It takes JD a moment to remember how to speak and when he does, he can't stop his voice from shaking. It frightens him, how uncertain he sounds. "There's a lot of blood. My whole right side. Got cut on the way down."

"Just sit tight and do your best not to move, okay?" Dr. Cox tells him and not for a second does JD think to disobey. There's an authority in his voice that helps put him at ease. As much as he can in a situation like this, at least. "I'm coming down."

"Dr. Cox, don't," JD calls back. "It's unstable and I don't want you to get hurt."

"What would you like me to do, Newbie? Just leave you there to bleed out? Not a chance."

JD watches on in worry as Dr. Cox slowly lowers himself down over the edge and finds a stable footing. He's to the left of JD rather than straight over top, which JD is grateful for since he's sending small bits of rock and debris tumbling down the mountainside. Once he's close enough, Dr. Cox reaches a hand out, his other hand having found strong, stable purchase.

"Can you take my hand?" Dr. Cox asks, his eyes locked firmly on JD's.

JD blinks at him in slow motion. "I'm dizzy," he says in a much softer voice than before. Logically, he knows what's happening; he's lost a lot of blood and is in a tremendous amount of pain and his body is trying to protect him from it.

"JD, look at me." And JD does. He meets Perry's eyes and sees the genuine concern there. But this is bad because Perry never calls him JD. Does that mean he's dying? But he holds Perry's gaze because he does what he's told. "That's it, just keep looking at me. Now, can you shuffle your feet? Come towards me, little by little. I know it hurts, but you're doing great. Attaboy, just a bit more, then you can reach out your left arm."

And then JD feels fingertips brush against his own. The edges of his vision are black. "Tunnel vision," he mumbles.

"Stay with me here, kid. Hold on tight."

He's being hauled over and the grip on his hand hurts, too, but priorities, right? His center of gravity is completely thrown off, but Dr. Cox is there, maneuvering him as though he weighs nothing at all.

"Christ, kid, you weigh a ton," he grunts. Oh. "Just hold onto me, tight as you can."

JD obeys despite the pain shooting up and down his right side like lightning. Dr. Cox has slung him over his shoulders as if he were a backpack, so he locks his ankles and wrists together with every ounce of strength he has left. He holds onto Dr. Cox like his life depends on it -- which it actually does, now that he thinks about it. He giggles into Dr. Cox's hair.

"As soon as you're okay, I'm going to kill you for laughing right now," he growls, heaving harsh breaths as he moves them up the side of the cliff.

JD mumbles a slurred apology and lets his head droop against Dr. Cox's. It suddenly feels so heavy. Too heavy. He's absently aware that his body is being moved again, shifting, turning. And for a moment, he doesn't hear anything. But then Dr. Cox's voice slowly fades back in and it sounds like he's talking to someone. He sounds rushed, almost afraid. But JD has never seen Dr. Cox be afraid of anything, so he must be mishearing him.

"It's... it's bad," he hears through the roaring in his ears. Opening his eyes is too difficult, so he keeps them closed and embraces the blackness. "Just hurry, all right? JD, can you hear me? I need you to stay here, okay, just stay with me."

That's the last thing JD hears before he slips under. Dr. Cox asking him to stay.

send me a one-word prompt + a genre of fic

#answered #shehungthemoon #jdox #scrubs #im so sorry this took so long!!

[alexinchainsfest]

Well, that was fun! At least it was for me, I hope you guys enjoyed it too, biggest thanks to everyone who participated ♥

13 works were added to the collection over the month, so here is a recap!

Sweet Amnesia by Myulalie for @rirren [E, 4 374 words]

Ian disappears, and Alex gets into his head to hire “Ian’s old army buddy” to rescue his uncle. Yassen Gregorovich comes with a price.

Adjournment by iceblyecyanide for @strangesoulmates [T, 5 399 words]

“Did no one ever tell you that it’s impolite to enter someone’s room without invitation, Alex Rider?” Chess prodigy Alex Rider is attending the 1981 Moscow Invitational when a moment of curiosity leads him into trouble, and lands him an impromptu rematch with the World Champion, Soviet Grandmaster Yassen Gregorovich.

The Boy in the Ice by Myulalie for @lastlymatt [T, 3 932 words]

Project IceX takes Yassen to a lab in Siberia in order to relive a miraculously preserved humanoid, seemingly older than humanity itself.

I don't want to lose you again by turtle_snail for @shehungthemoon [T, 7 461 words]

Alex gets a phone call from the hospital saying that his uncle was in a bad accident. Except, Ian Rider died four years ago…

A Surprising Holiday by TheOtherBlue for @myulalie [E, 3 487 words]

Alex runs into Yassen while on holiday in Greece and sees a chance to flip the script of their encounters. Yassen isn't entirely convinced, but is willing to play along.

The Monster in the Cellar by Too_Many_Rooks for @icebluecyanide [Not Rated, 5 104 words]

'Perhaps he’d lied to himself as much as he’d lied to MI6. Every report they’d demanded had read the same; his nephew was normal, and safe, and happy, and they couldn’t have him. Ian was his parent in every way that mattered, not a prison warden for the thing that might lurk inside him. No one would take his kid away from him. But the snarling, blood-stained, monster, barely conscious with all his hate and his hunger that was chained up in their basement didn’t much resemble the sweet little boy who’d run to greet him at the door when he returned from long overseas missions, or the child who’d stare with wide-eyed joy and fascination as Ian showed him the world, nor even the stroppy tween who liked to complain about how boring and embarrassing his guardian was.' Ian is forced to enact a plan he'd been desperate to avoid when he returns home one day to find his nephew... changed.

Lot 14 by Rirren for @lastlymatt [E, 2 509 words]

Blind and deaf, Alex Rider is helpless as he is auctioned off.

Pinewood by turtle_snail [T, 5 166 words]

Alex and Freddy are captured by nightshade, the situation is starting to seem dire and maybe Alex can’t sass his way out of this one.

A different kind of sacrifice by limnal for @strangesoulmates [E, 4 346 words]

Alex, a young Celt, has been chosen to be handfasted with Yassen, a druid known for his love of blood magic and human sacrifice. There are expectations to fulfill this night.

A Winter Offering by LastlyMatt for @myulalie [E, 4 561 words]

In order for the village to make it through winter, Alex has been chosen as a sacrifice for the spirit of the woods.

Salt Water by Myulalie for @shehungthemoon [E, 4 618 words]

Five times Alex forces Yassen’s hand (and gets away with it).

Disciplinary Action by icebluecyanide for @lastlymatt [M, 4 475 words]

General Alexei Sarov makes good on his promise to have Alex whipped. "There will be no more outbursts," Sarov told him, his tone brooking no disobedience. "You will be quiet, and you will watch. And when Juan's punishment is over, you will take his place." Written for FebuWhump Day 24: "I'm doing this because I care about you" and the Alex in Chains prompt "Alex tied up in front of an audience".

The Mystery Suitor by turtle_snail for @myulalie [M, 8 311 words]

“I’ll think this is an amazing deal. It will bring prosperity to both our kingdoms. I think Prince Alex can agree.” He heard Ian say. Alex's curiosity doubled. He caught his name being included in some deal Ian was making on his behalf. “What was that about?” Alex demanded, not hiding the fact that he was eavesdropping seconds before. “You have a suitor.” Ian said, "I just got a marriage proposal.”

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