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Chapter 59: Aftermath, Pt 1

Aleister gazed out over the town from his hotel room in the new resort he had created for them with magic, as he enjoyed a morning espresso.

"I've done it, father…" he boasted.

"I've achieved more than you dreamed possible. You knew the supernatural existed, but I only wish you had lived to see all of this," he said, as he turned to the portrait of Aristotle Bolt that was in his new suite.

"It looks like a quaint town, but thanks to my acquisition of this unique book, I know it is anything but quaint," he said, as he opened the brown, leather bound book.

"With my new power…stealing this book from the boy that Ms. Blake told me about was easy with a wave of my new wand," he said, as he opened the book and began flipping through the thick pages.

"It's all quite fascinating and once the world sees the magic of this place, your fortune will be secure for many more generations," he said.

"And our family name…will be even more infamous," he added, as he closed the book.

"But perhaps even more thrilling than a book, we now have it on film and soon, we will have much more," he added.

"Still talking to yourself, dear brother?" Marina teased, as she entered the main living area of the suite from her bedroom.

"I prefer to call it monologuing," he mused.

"After all, it will be my delightful voice narrating our first feature to the world. The handsome, valiant Prince Charming versus the Big Bad Wolf, where he gallantly slays the beast to protect his beautiful princess, Snow White," he said grandly.

"I hate to admit it, but romance fans and bored housewives will line up to see it," she said. He smirked and finished his espresso.

"There is much to see here and I'm going to document it all with my valuable assistant," he said.

"Careful with that one, brother. He wants this town to burn…and be destroyed," Marina warned.

"No…he'll settle for its exposure and I have carefully crafted him into the perfect tool," Aliester insisted.

"You better hope so or your new playground may go up in smoke and then there is his father, of course," she said.

"I'm aware of Kurt's disapproval. To be honest, I never expected him to still be alive," he replied.

"You know, you could always arrange a little accident if he gets in the way," Marina suggested.

"That's a little drastic…but I'm open to that, if Kurt gets in the way of my vision," he said, as he headed for the bathroom.

"In the meantime, I have a town to explore and authority to assert on my new subjects," he said.

"Fine…but I'm going back to New York. Now that our step-monster is no longer an issue, I can tie things up with the lawyers and leave her penniless," she said.

"Yes…that is one vulture we no longer have to worry about," he agreed.

~*~

Snow mewled sleepily, as she lay spooned against her husband that morning, as he nuzzled her ear with his nose and gently trailed kisses down her jawline.

"Good morning," she cooed.

"Good morning," he said in a husky voice.

"Last night was amazing…but it always is with you," she said, as he pecked her on the lips.

"I love you…" he replied, as he kissed her again and then she whimpered, as he got up.

"Where are you going and why are you putting clothes on?" she asked. He chuckled.

"I have early patrol…so I thought I'd make us breakfast, before I clean up and go," he replied.

"Okay…but we're continuing this tonight, handsome," she cooed, as he smiled and kissed her again. While he cooked, she decided to clean up and by the time she was done, he had breakfast ready. She slipped her arms around his waist and kissed his cheek, as their daughter came trudging down the stairs, mussed hair and grumpy as she usually was in the morning.

"Good morning," he said.

"It will be…just as soon as I have coffee and bacon," she replied. He chuckled and set the food on the table.

"Any idea what we're going to do about this huge problem we have?" she asked, as he exchanged a glance with his wife.

"Actually…we might," he said, as she perked up at that.

"Really?" she asked.

"We didn't see you after you got home last night, but after you left the diner, someone tracked us down," he explained.

"Oh no…was it that rich creep?" she asked.

"No…it was Kurt Flynn. He came to us for advice I think…about getting through to his son," Snow replied.

"Yeah…he wanted our help, since it's pretty clear Greg has been radicalized by this cult that now threatens to expose us to the world. We may not be able to stop it, but I think I convinced him to be our mole," David said. Her eyes widened.

"That's awesome actually…you really think he will?" Emma asked. He shrugged.

"From one father to another…yeah I do. He wants his kid back," he said, looking pointedly at her.

"We told him that if he spied for us and we could get that wand from Aleister that it would be all over for him," Snow said. David nodded.

"We can't guarantee Greg will come around, even if we get the wand. But neutralizing the Bolt family, we can take back control," he said.

"Maybe we can even do more than that," Emma stated.

"What do you mean?" Snow asked.

"I doubt we can stop him from exposing us to the world. I mean, one click to post that video on the Internet and it's out there forever. But Henry always says that no one could leave town during the curse," she said.

"Except we did when Regina had your mother kidnapped," he replied. It felt like that had happened a lifetime ago, but it was only just a few months ago.

"Because of the book and Gold's interference with his potion or whatever it was," Emma said.

"So whatever barrier kept us in before…you think we should create one again if we get the wand back?" David asked. She shrugged.

"I don't like the idea of trapping anyone here…but you guys have only seen a glimpse of the world out there. Trust me, it can be brutal at times. Some people don't like those who are different," she mentioned and Snow put her hand on her daughter's.

"The spotlight of the entire world is about to shine on us…especially you guys. I know how cruel people out there are. And then there is the other side, which is obsession and infatuation. Sometimes that's just as dangerous," she said.

"Hey…we'll be fine and I don't see anyone objecting to sealing us off from this world again," David said.

"Between outsiders and worse, outside governments, it's enough to scare us all," he added.

"Are you sure you know where everyone stands?" Emma asked. They looked at her in confusion and she sighed.

"Okay…I love you guys, because you're so trusting, but your own so-called friends lied to you and the curse has been broken for days now. Not one of those people has come to you to apologize," she said, causing them to be thoughtful for a moment to consider her words.

"I'm…I'm sure they will. There's a lot going on," Snow said optimistically.

"Or they're not really sorry…" Emma replied, as she saw her mother's shoulders sink a bit.

"I don't want to think that…but from what I've seen, I need to protect you guys from the so-called friends that were supposed to be in your corner. You…we gave up everything for them. Where are they?" she asked, as they considered her points.

"I just need you two to really think about who you can trust…especially now. Aleister Bolt has the money to buy whatever he wants…even people. I just don't want you surrounding yourselves with sell-outs," she said. David sighed.

"She's right…" he said.

"I…I just never thought any of them would betray us and so far, the dwarves haven't. They just…haven't really sought us out yet," Snow admitted.

"Because we're not in power right now," David said, as his wife looked at him with questioning eyes.

"My love…you know I don't want to think that about them, but Emma has a point. We need to make sure we're careful. Obviously, we can trust our smart and wise daughter," he said, as she smiled at him.

"And definitely Neal…he won't do anything against us, even if it's just for Henry," he added.

"He likes you guys," Emma confirmed.

"And I can't believe I'm saying this…but I think we can trust Gold for the same reason, even if it's only because he has the same goal of getting that wand. I also think he'll do whatever he has to in order to not piss off his son," David added.

"Belle seems like the genuine article too," Emma said. He nodded.

"What about Regina?" Snow asked. He sighed.

"She nearly blew up the town with the trigger just days ago and tried to escape with my son," Emma said.

"But…she has no desire for a bunch of outsiders in town that will endanger Henry. We can trust her to do what is in Henry's best interest in regard to the outsiders. Beyond that…I'm not sure," she added.

"Merryweather too…she's proven she would never betray me and by extension, her sisters," Snow said. They nodded.

"And Chief Mathias and Billy…they just want what's best for their people, which is best for the entire town," David replied.

"That's a pretty tight circle…but I think we need to keep it that way for now. Everyone else…keep at arm's length," Emma said. They nodded in agreement. They finished breakfast and after David had cleaned up, he kissed Snow and left for early patrol, while telling Emma he would see her later at the station.

"Well…I suppose I better get to the hospital. I'm pretty sure everything is still in chaos," Snow said.

"Mom…now that the curse is broken, shouldn't you be able to get your job as a teacher back? Assuming you want it," Emma replied. Snow stopped for a moment. The last few days had been such a blur that she almost forgot that the curse was broken now.

"I…I guess you're right. I mean, Narcissa is still Mayor, but I'm not Mary Margaret anymore. I'm Snow White again…" she realized. Emma smiled.

"I've got some time. We could go over there together," she suggested. Snow smiled.

"I'd like that," she replied.

~*~

Narcissa barged into the Wolf's Den that morning and spied Lucian behind the counter.

"Today is not the day, Your Majesty," he warned in a measured tone.

"I'm as upset as you are about how things went yesterday," she claimed, which resulted in him slamming the glass he had in his hand down on the counter and it shattered. He pointed his finger at her in an accusatory manner.

"You got Malachi into that situation," he hissed.

"My intention was never for him to get killed…I underestimated Charming's abilities. I didn't think he could kill someone with such superior strength and speed," she insisted and even though the woman was a snake, he could tell she was being truthful about that.

"The man has slain ferocious dragons, conniving bridge trolls, and many an evil man and creature alike. But you were blinded by your hatred of your niece and Malachi became collateral damage in your war of vanity," he spat angrily.

"Malachi couldn't control himself around her…I may have amplified that, but she was supposed to die. Not him," she retorted with vehemence.

"You should have left him out of it! There are other ways for you to deal with Snow White," he claimed. She scoffed.

"Really? Are there?" she said, this time accusing him of obviously being obtuse on the manner.

"The Evil Queen poisoned the little bitch and she's still walking around. No curse on her sticks, he always finds her, and she escapes every harrowing battle or calamity that's ever thrown at her," she said.

"I never said she wasn't formidable. Together with her Prince, they seem nearly unstoppable. But you are the Mayor now. Things are about to change and while you can't make her life a living hell, directly, anyway, you may be able to use all this to your advantage," he advised. Her eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean?" she asked. He smirked.

"Snow White may have chosen her Prince well, but perhaps not so much in friends," he replied.

"You mean those horrible small men that used to follow her around?" she asked in disgust.

"Them…among a few others. There is Reul Ghorm that was easily convinced to betray her by the wood carver and even someone that was supposed to be a conscience and counsel for them," he said.

"You really think I can turn them against Snow White?" he asked.

"I think you can turn the whole town against them…at least most of it. They are about to be inundated with normies from the outside world and one could say it's a failure on her part to protect the town. She is even the reason they are here in the first place. Snow White is the reason for the curse," he replied.

"You think some of the townspeople are dumb enough to fall for such a narrative?" she asked. He smirked.

"Propaganda is always shiny and gives them someone to blame, someone more convenient than the obvious villain. She's a punching bag that won't fight back against them," he added.

"I do love how your devious mind works," she said. He frowned.

"Which is why you should have come to me in the first place instead of teaming up with that two toned hack in the fur coat. It got Malachi killed," he mentioned again.

"And though I'm rarely sorry about anything, that is one thing I am and never intended. You know that," she insisted.

"And so some nameless, faceless townspeople blame her. It's still not going to destroy her. Plus, even if Reul Ghorm and the rest of them abandon Snow White, she still has Merryweather and her sisters in her corner. Plus her husband, her daughter, and surprisingly the Dark One and his family. Maybe even the Evil Queen as well," she said.

"Then use that. Most of this town wants Regina locked up for casting the curse. Snow and Charming are letting her roam free. Make a spectacle. You're the Mayor…demand her arrest and when Sheriff Swan and her deputy father don't do it, you pounce on that and show that they are not loyal to the town, but only to Snow White. Trust me, they'll be after the Charmings with their pitchforks in no time. Snow White will then see that her true list of allies is very small," he said. She smirked.

"You are very good at this," she complimented him. He smirked.

"Sowing discord is one of my specialties and when my stupid brothers side with the Princess, it will turn my own people against them as well," he added.

"And you have your Casino now. Perhaps some grand gestures to enrich your people will go a long way as well and I could use that as well," she said. He smirked.

"Yes…we're about to see how many members of Storybrooke can be bought and how little loyalty means to some," he replied.

~*~

By ten that morning, Greg was hard at work on the video and with the purchase of the best video editing software available and state of the art equipment, thanks to his boss, he was well on the way to having the video ready for voiceover.

"I thought we could get some breakfast at the diner," Kurt mentioned, as he entered the new editing room that existed adjacent to his son's room in the hotel.

"Room service already delivered mine. I got an early start," Greg mentioned.

"Ah…so you're going through with this," Kurt said. Greg scoffed.

"Of course I am, Dad…this is huge. People have the right to know who is living among them and see the freaks for themselves," he replied.

"They're just people, son…most of them anyway. They're just like us," he insisted. Greg snorted.

"No, they're not, Dad. None of this is normal. They shouldn't be here, but they are and they don't get to hide anymore. This whole town is chaotic and the woman that locked you up for thirty years is still walking around free. There is no justice…but we're going to change that," Greg said.

"I want justice against Regina as much as you…but not if it means destroying the lives of innocent people and making a spectacle of their lives. The innocent families here don't deserve that," Kurt pleaded.

"There's only one family that's going to be made a spectacle of…and they did it to themselves," Greg said, as the video of Charming killing the wolf played on his screen.

"Ah…I see you're hard at work already," Aleister said in a pleased tone.

"Thanks to this equipment and software, I'm almost ready to go live with it. We just need a network or livestream that will guarantee that it will go viral," Greg said.

"I've already taken care of that," Aleister said, as he gestured to them to follow. He led them downstairs into the atrium of the Casino where two young women were walking in.

"Welcome Ms. Page and Mr. Ozman," he greeted.

"Mr. Bolt…when your associate came to my office on your behalf and said that I needed to come with her, because you had the scoop of a century, I would have told her to take a hike if it had come from anyone else," the man said.

"Let's not kid ourselves, Walsh…I think you and I both know who you really are," he said. His gaze narrowed

"I produce the number one morning news show in the country," he said.

"Yes…you do, but that is after you returned to Kansas once you were outed as a complete fraud in Oz by none other than Dorothy Gale," Aleister said. Walsh was stunned that this man knew of his past.

"Up until her, you enjoyed being the Wizard of Oz, using your tricks and fake magic to rule over the people of the Emerald City, until Dorothy outed you for the fraud you were and you ran back to Kansas like a cowardly lion," Aleister said.

"How do you know that?" Walsh asked.

"I know many things, Mr. Ozman, but I'm not here to expose you. I'm here to expose magic to the world and I'm giving you the chance at the fame you once had in Oz," Aleister replied.

"Magic…like real magic?" Walsh asked.

"Yes…real magic like you saw in Oz," Aleister replied.

"Why me?" Walsh asked skeptically.

"Because you are a fraud and will recognize the real thing when you see it. Someone else from this world might just think it's good CGI," Aleister answered.

"Keep calling me a fraud and I won't care what you show me," Walsh warned. Aleister chuckled.

"Oh, I think you'll let me call you whatever I want once you see this. I assure you. I'm about to change the world with what I will show you today and you will deliver it for me. Then you'll be globally renowned and you can buy your own studio, instead of taking orders from the one you work for now," he said.

"Show me," Walsh said.

"Follow me," he said, as he looked at Lily.

"As promised Ms. Page…all the answers you wish to know about your origins are with her," he said, as Lily turned to find a woman in the doorway. They stared at each other, as Aleister led Walsh, along with Greg and Kurt, back to the editing room.

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sereia1313 · 3 years

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Don't Be a Flake

Third prompt for the @sesskag-annual-falloween-event!

Title: Don't Be a Flake Trope: Coffe Shop AU Summary: A chance encounter in a coffee shop turns disastrous after Kagome’s new hire insults a customer. Links: A03, Dokuga, FFnet

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Kagome grabbed the next order, forcing herself not to roll her eyes at what was on it. What was it with pumpkin and this time of year? It was such an odd flavour and the only reason she carried it was because it seemed to be popular with everyone in their early twenties.

She’d flat out refused to put any of it into her baking though.

Grimacing as she mixed shots of not only pumpkin syrup but espresso, mocha, and chai as well, she heated it up hotter than usual. Refusing to look up, knowing she’d find some eccentric hipster with an ascot and possibly a man-bun, she added the flavoured whipped cream and crystalized pumpkin sugar before snapping the lid on and sliding it across the counter.

“Order for Sayuri.”

Kagome grabbed the next order then cleaned off the milk steamer and grabbed a jug of milk out of the fridge behind her. Passing by the counter again, she paused, a frown tugging at her lips.

The previous order was untouched, sitting in the same place she’d left it.

She checked the label again. “Order for Sayuri!” No one moved towards the counter and Kagome glanced over at Souten with a confused expression.

The teen motioned to her right. “It’s for him.”

Turning around, Kagome found herself entranced by a set of hazel eyes. They caught the light of the morning sun filtering in through the large glass windows and turned the colour of molten gold.

Her breath caught. She’d never seen eyes that colour before. The male they belonged to raised an eyebrow at her and she remembered herself, offering him the beverage.

“Sayuri?”

“That is not my name.”

#creator: sereia1313 #sereia: my stories #SAFE2021 #sesskag #sesskag fanfic #sesskag fanfiction #coffeeshop au #modern au #so fluffy #GNC Sesshomaru #GF Sesshomaru

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lpdwillwrite4coffee · 3 years

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Tagged by the wonderful @edourado <3

how many works do you have on AO3?

oh gosh, not that many - 12 right now

what’s your total a03 word count?

158,499

what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

omg okay ready

1) Breaking Free - My first ever Kastle fic (which also doubles as a Christmas/holiday fic for those in need of cozy winter vibes) 2) Devil Inside Me - post TPS s2 Kastle (that, whoops, isn’t finished. my bad) 3) White Lies and Emotional Ties - yet another Kastle fic a;slkhf this one is essentially PWP ;) 4) Three Nights in Purgatory - my first ever Rollisi fic! Bed sharing! Mutual pining! Mild fluff and angst! It’s got a lot going on haha 5) Thought I Lost You - post infinity war snap Kastle fic that was a request and I loved writing it!

do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Absolutely! I love getting comments and I feel like the least I can do is say thank you or answer questions that come up. Also I’m a validation whore so it gives me that sweet sweet dopamine

what’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I think it’s a tie between my Rollisi fics and my Mob City fic from waaaaaay back when. Giving Joe Teague a proper send off was such a lovely feeling.

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I...... hmmm.................. gosh that’s hard. I tend to lean toward HEAs or something similar. Maybe the ones with the angstiest endings are the ones I haven’t finished lmao

do you write crossovers?

I haven’t, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t!

have you ever received hate on a fic?

No I haven’t, thank goodness! (I have, however, received hate on my actual books that I write for a living sooooooo xD)

do you write smut? if so, what kind?

Friend, 90% of what I write has smut in some way shape or form. It’s usually a more intimate moment with emotion, but I’ve never been opposed to writing just straight up raw dog filth

have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I’m aware of....... >.>

have you ever had a fic translated?

No but I would be honored if it happened!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but never say never

what’s your all-time favourite ship?

don’t make me choose between my beloved children

what’s a wip that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I have a draft of a Sterek Little Mermaid AU but I haven’t touched it in years and I probably won’t finish it, but I’d love to make art for it tbh

what are your writing strengths?

dialogue babyyyyyyy. I could write people talking all day

what are your writing weaknesses?

“He got up from the -- wait, he was already standing. He strode across the -- goddamn it, I used that word already. He moved to -- nope, hate that. She picked up her -- too bland. She sipped her coff-- she was drinking water. They glanced at -- nah. They stared at -- nope. They glanced at -- I ALREADY TRIED THAT.”

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I love it, but I’m very nervous about including it cuz I’ve lost all my language studies and I’m never sure if translators are getting it right.

what was the first fandom you wrote for?

Kastle/Daredevil/Punisher

what’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

stop making me pick a favorite child. Maybe a tie between Mob AU (which isn’t finished yet) and Trouble with a Capital T?? But all my Kastle fics mean so much to me, so I can’t choose.

Tagging: @kteague @carry-the-sky and anyone else who wants to do this!

#this was so fun!#tagged #fic questions

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thesentientmango · 5 years

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Communication// Chapter 5

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

A03

Forgotten

Roman pulled into the driveway of his house, he glanced around the oddly quiet car. Logan was sound asleep in Patton's carseat, and Virgil was staring out the passenger side window, in his reflection Roman could make out faint tears rolling down his cheek.

"Vee..." Roman whispered, and his husband quickly whiped the tears away, before turning to him.

"Yeah Ro?" He croaked.

Roman frowned, before gently responding, "Logan's asleep, so I'm going to set him up in Patton's room. Can you get some sleep for me?"

Virgil nodded, "I can try."

Roman leant over, and pecked his husband on the cheek, "I'll join you as soon as I can."

They both got out of the car, Virgil headed inside, and Roman went to the door closest to Logan.

As quietly as he could, he opened the car door, and unbuckled the sleeping child. Roman lifted Logan from his seat, and carefully, so he wouldn't wake him, he adjusted Logan so his head rested on Roman's shoulder.

Roman brought the little boy inside, and lay him down on the couch, so he could change the sheets in Patton's room.

Fifteen minutes later he was carrying the sleeping bundle again.

Roman lay him down in Patton's bed, and a wave of sadness washed over him. Logan looked so peaceful, and warm snuggled up in Patton's bed. Patton's... bed. Roman glanced away tears welling up in his eyes. Patton alone in a hospital, in an unknown place, all by himself.

Roman felt a sob building in his throat, so he quickly left the room, as to not wake Logan. Roman sank down the wall, collapsing onto the floor, before the tears started streaming down his cheeks. The muffled sobs that accompanied these tears were loud, even through Roman's hand.

Suddenly a familiar warmth wrapped around him, whispering comforting phrases in Roman's ear. He fell asleep with the voice murmuring in his ear.

When Roman woke up, he was well aware he was not in his bed. The pain in his back, along with the hard surface of the floor underneath him, reminded him of this.

Roman was suddenly very aware of the weight on his right shoulder. Roman glanced over at his sleeping husband, and sighed. He needed to go into work. The kids were preparing for the fall play, and Roman needed to be there. Roman gently picked up Virgil, and brought him to the couch, before writing a note and placing it on the coffee table.

Later when Roman would actually leave, he would plant a soft kiss on Virgil's forehead, before leaving Virgil alone with Logan.

Virgil woke up with a start. He looked around in a panick, and screamed in shock when he saw two large eyes staring at him from behind the arm of the couch. The figure ducked away, clearly started by Virgil's shriek.

Virgil calmed down, and he realized that the figure was no longer standing at the edge of the couch. Virgil carefully crawled down to the other end, and to his horror saw Logan curled up in a ball rocking back and forth. The palms of his hands were digging deep into his eye sockets, and his fingernails were scratching at his scalp. Virgil, not wanting Logan to be injured in his care, gently tried to pry Logan's hands away from his face. This did not help.

Logan started to shake, and tears streamed down his face. Virgil immediately released his hands. All sorts of self deprecating thoughts, and profanities racing through his mind.

"Logan?" Virgil hesitantly asked.

The child did not acknowledge Virgil, he simply buried his head deeper into his knees.

"Shit." Virgil mumbled. He got up from his kneeling position on the floor and fumbled around for his phone. Virgil dialed Roman's number and paced as it rang. After five rings Roman picked up.

"Virgil? Is something wrong?"

With a shaky voice Virgil explained what was going on.

"Oh Virgil, I wish I could come and help. Try your best alright hun?"

Virgil took a hesitant breath, "I... Okay."

"I love you, alright darling?"

Virgil nodded, "I love you too, Ro."

Virgil set down his phone on the coffee tablemo, and walked back over towards Logan. Logan looked a little calmer, hiwever Logan could tell he was still on edge. Virgil got an idea, Logan was probably pretty overwhelmed, so maybe being back at his own home would be comforting.

Virgil knelt back down, he didn't force eye contact and kept his voice low. "Hey. Logan? Do you want to go back to your house?"

Virgil didn't hear a response, he wasn't expecting one. But Logan stood up, and made his way to the door. Virgil took this as a yes.

Virgil hurried after him, if he had taken a second he might have grabbed his phone. If he had done that he would have picked up the call from the hospital. But he didn't. The hospital called, and was sent to voicemail. The call was missed. It was forgotten.

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Roman sighed as his husband hung up the phone. He was going to be off all day.

One of the leads for the play ran up to Roman in a panic, "Roman! Miranda's throwing up! We don't know why or what to do!"

Roman shoved his phone deep into his pocket, "Okay. Jay run and grab the nurse, where is Miranda?"

Jay winced, "She's on the stage..."

Roman ran a hand through his hair, "Okay, um go get the nurse."

With this the two went their separate ways.

Roman got all the other students out of the room. Roman rubbed the girl's back, not knowing what to do. He was so unprepared.

As Miranda was escorted out of the room, Roman felt his phone buzz, but he ignored it. It was probably Virgil, and if Roman was being honest he couldn't handle anymore stress. Roman let it ring out.

Another call missed, this one though, this one wasn't forgotten.

Thanks for reading <3

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atamascolily · 6 years

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I've been reading a lot of Star Wars fic on A03 recently, and I discovered I have certain favorite subgenres. Here are a few of them, along with some fic recommendations in each category.

Subgenre: The Skywalkers Are Eldritch Horrors

-wonderterror, by peradi - Quite possibly my favorite Star Wars fic EVER. Well-written, zinging delightfully between humor and horror, with the best sex scene I've found yet in this fandom (SFW, too). Also: the premise really explains so much about the Skywalkers that canon leaves kinda vague. Brilliant! -Luke Skywalker, 19, Full Human, by samvelg - Similar premise as the above, but goes in a drastically different direction with emotional heart-to-hearts as Han tries to figure out WTF is so different about Luke and Leia and the implications for the galaxy.

Subgenre: Naive Luke Meets Water and Trees Fluff

Because watching a farmboy from a desert planet discover there's more to life is just... adoreable. And frequently hilarious. (Frequent overlaps with Post-Battle of Yavin Angst.)

-Green, by sparklight - Luke meets trees. Han is amused. -Blue, by sparklight - Luke meets water, shares a moment of grief with Leia. -Neither Is It Tears, by NikkiAgent - Luke meets rain, and Leia and Han get to share his joy. -Rain, by starlingjedi - Luke meets rain. Han and Leia have a moment. -Puddle Jumping, by justanorthernlight - What the title says. -Ice Water, by Joysweeper - Luke's awkward and not used to ice water being served at restaurants. -Snowball's Chance on Hoth, by Sholio - Luke meets snow. -you can take the boy out of the desert, by Iorata. -More Luke water moments on Yavin.

Subgenre: Post-Battle of Yavin Angst and Other Shenanigans

-Hope is Bright Beautiful Thing, by Imaginary_Bomb - Luke and Leia hurt/comfort -Bravery, by gardnerhill - Medals don't mean to Han what they mean to Luke. -Homecoming, by Thistlerose - Luke and Leia grieve after the Battle of Yavin. -The Truth About Tatooine, by bethagain - A delightful subversion in which Luke is not as innocent and naive about life as everyone around him automatically assumes. -In Starships and Cups of Coffe, by Iorata - Han's birthday celebrations, or lack thereof. -Planning Session, by Guardian_of_Hope - The plan to rescue Han is put together... with the help of alcohol.

Subgenre: Han/Leia Hurt/Comfort

-shatter those cold bones, by philthestone -Soothing by MissRachelThalberg - Hurt/Comfort from the aftermath of Jabba's palace. Probably the most realistic post-Jabba fic I've seen thus far. -Pointy Things, by madame_alexandra - Leia has a phobia of needles after the Death star torture. Han is here to help.

Subgenre: Owen and Beru's Life on Tatooine/Obi-wan in Exile/Young!Luke fics/Luke's Pre-canon Life on Tatooine

I love, love, love this subgenre and all its various permutations to bits. Thank goodness there's a lot of fic for this. Also, Owen/Beru, Beru/Obi-wan and every possible variation of Owen/Beru/Obi-wan were the fic pairings I didn't know I needed, but I do.

-A Good Woman, by leavinghope - Beru's take on events. -A Look Within, by iamfitzwilliamdarcy - It isn't easy being Owen Lars. -Dawn of Hope, by alexcat - Luke Skywalker's Childhood. -Family, by mosymoseys - Beru comes to terms with not having another child. -1:30, by ambiguously - Luke/Biggs fic, featuring an epic fly-through of Beggar's Canyon. -Flasback, by Elizabeth (anghraine) - The real reason why Owen refused to let Luke go to the Imperial Academy. -for when my chin is on the ground (i pick myself up), by Phosphorescent - Obi-wan gets adopted by a bantha. Hilarity ensues. -Kin, by mabel - Luke learns about family on Tatooine. -Madonna Under the Suns, by Vongchild - Beru deals with Owen, Luke and her complicated relationship with Obi-wan. -One Hundred Credits, by jedicallie (writergirlie) - Luke is injured in a farm accident, Owen is angry, Beru tells Luke about his grandmother -our shining hour, by rain_sleet_snow - Luke and Biggs have a fling and Obi-wan, Owen and Beru reflect on the implications. An Owen/Beru/Ben fic where Owen and Ben don't hate each other, wow! -Salvage, by celeste9 - Luke rescues droids and his guardians aren't sure what to think. -say hello, say hi, by ninemoons42 - Young!Luke meets Obi-wan with Beru's supervision. -Seas of Sand, by esper_aroon - Obi-wan exile angst. -Somewhere It Hides a Well, by dieplainlife - Obi-wan's watching out for Luke and keeping him out of trouble. -Split the Shroud by Desipio - Child-rearing, Tatooine-style. -The Boy from the Stars, by Lefaym -The Hermit's Son, by landsail0r - AU where Obi-wan raises Luke -The Last Cup by Acacieae -Truth, by ambiguously -what are we living for by Elizabeth (anghraine) -What I'm Afraid Of, by Beatrice_otter

Subgenre: Prequel-Era Character Studies

-a clean break, by wrennette - Obi-wan returns to Coruscant after a mission to discover that a treasured gift from Qui-Gon has... transformed. just leave me your stardust to remember you by, by stonefreak - Disney Princess Obi-wan Kenobi and all of the implications. -on the other side, by esama - Obi-wan goes into the AgriCorps, but still has to deal with Quin-Gon's Padawan.

Subgenre: Leia and Winter Friendship Fic

Okay, so Winter is a minor character from the EU/Legends canon - Leia's adopted sister/best friend on Alderaan who was off-planet when the Death Star destroyed it. She serves as Leia's aide and occasional decoy in New Republic books. She had long white hair and people frequently mistake her for Leia on account of her posture and bearing. Winter is great and more people should write fics with her in them.

-Astronomical Odds, by anonymous - Leia meets Winter again before the Battle of Endor. -Still Here, by WinterSky101 - Han passes on a message that Leia is very happy to get.

Subgenre: Luke in Exile (Disney Canon)

I usually try to avoid the Disney canon, but apparently I'm a sucker for good angsty!Luke fics.

-Between Two Thieves, by Walutahanga - In the aftermath of the slaughter at the Jedi school, a character from the EU/Legends canon makes an offer of assistance to Luke. AWESOME ON SO MANY LEVELS. -Understanding, by ambiguously - Luke is grieving and a mess of self-pity. Obi-wan is having none of it. -Water, Water Everywhere (The Albatross Remix), by theladyscribe - Luke's past history with water means he responds to Rey's gesture at the end of TFA very differently than in canon.

Subgenre: Angsty/Grieving Luke

-Halfway Real, by Acacieae - Luke grieves for Owen and Beru, Obi-wan offers some comfort. -Holographic Blue, by sparklight - Luke stumbles across old wedding holos that Artoo still has in his data banks. -Homecoming, by Joysweeper - Luke grieves for Owen and Beru. -Only Forgotten, by treenahasthaal - Before going into Jabba's palace, Luke reflects on his early life on Tatooine. -Someplace You've Never Been Before, by jessebee - Luke grieves for Biggs and his old life. Han/Luke. -The Insolence of Office, by ATMachine - Luke has one regret about the Jabba's palace rescue. -Understanding Owen, by BeckyS -contradictory, by catbeans - Luke muses on the light/dark distinction. -for a hundred miles through the desert - wreckageofstars - Han has to go rescue Luke when Luke fucks up. Lots of angst.

Subgenre: Sedoretu

-Smugglers Make the Worst Matchmakers, by dreamiflame - An OT4 that solves every shipping problem in the entire Star Wars fandom. Talon Karrde approves. -The Invisible Corners, by Walutahanga - Padme is engaged, but Naboo marriage customs are such that that may not be an impediment to her relationship with Anakin. LOVE IT!

Miscellaneous:

-A Little Control, by Joysweeper - Or, why Luke is so good at getting out of handcuffs. Surprisingly SFW. -Always a Third Wheel, by wingsyouburn - Even in the New Republic era, Luke's still pretty good at ignoring hints from Han and Leia. -Homecoming, by GryfoTheGreat - Luke, Leia and Han fic, post-ROTJ/early New Republic. -It's Just Cake, by JediMordsith - A reconstruction of a famous Alderaanian desert gets the gang into a lot of trouble... Bonus: Luke/Mara. Fluffy as all get out. -Speak and Be Heard by ambiguously - Oola lives and the gang takes her with them when they leave Tatooine after the Jabba's palace rescue. -canis, by peradi - ANH AU where Vader realizes Leia is his daughter... and decides to rebel against the Empire in his own way. AMAZING.

There’s so much Star Wars fic out there that this is only the tip of the iceberg... but these are my favorites at the moment.

Happy reading!

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