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20 Questions for Writers
The lovely @annabtg tagged me for this ages ago. Thank you! 💖
I've done this tag one or twice in the past, sorry to long-time followers with excellent memories, in case some of my answers have remained the same lol.
AO3 username:
Chie (Chierafied)
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
413
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
1, 406, 470
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Jily (Harry Potter), SessKag (InuYasha) and seldom IchiRuki (Bleach)
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
I’ll go ahead and name 6 so I can have an even spread between my two main fandoms.
Top 3 Jily fics by kudos:
#Jily
Much Tweeting About Crushing
Plan B
Top 3 SessKag fics by kudos:
Life After Loss
Stranger Than Fiction
Fifty Kilos of Fluff
5. Do you respond to comments?
I try to, and I think I reply to most of the comments I get on AO3. Though sometimes I don’t if I feel like I won’t have anything to say in reply or if I’ve been overwhelmed by the number of comments in the inbox and have left them there to rot for over a month by which point it feels too embarrassing to respond. 🙈
On other sites I don’t really reply to comments, as email notifs from Dokuga are broken and I don’t really go to FFnet anymore.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
For Jily, Ashes and A Lifetime, both microfics I wrote for moody March. For SessKag, Foil and Vagary come to mind first.
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I mean fluff is my default setting so most my fics have a happy ending. 😅
Of the more recent fics, the Jily microfic Happily Ever After comes to mind.
Or, for my SessKag fans, the holiday one shot Christmas Morning.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Any real hate is rare, though I have got one Anon hate comment telling me to kill myself because I wrote a ship the commenter didn’t like.
But I have got plenty of criticism of one sort or another over the years.
In particular, the (infamous) plot twist from Chain Of Love got enough feedback that I still, 12 years later, sometimes have an instinctual cringe to seeing a comment notification for that fic. 🙈
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
If I say no to this question, I’m sure there will be a choir of @drosselmeyerwrites, Wicked and Troll yelling liar. But personally I still don’t consider myself a smut writer.
I do write (and have written) the occasional sex scene, but only 2 of those would qualify for smut. I like to usually keep my sex scenes fairly vanilla and I don’t like to name genitals etc.
My comfort zone is more in sensual and emotional side of the spectrum, rather than explicitly detailed naughtiness.
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
True crossovers, no. I don’t think I’ve written any.
I’m more partial to fusions, e.g. Disney AU or a fairy tale retelling or whatever, in which you take the characters from fandom A and insert them into the world/plot of canon material B.
Craziest of these fusions I guess would be my SessKag Star Wars AU one shot A Leap of Faith, which I’d pick for crazy as I’m not a Star Wars fan.
Similarly, having never seen The Office, my jilychallenge one shot In the Dumps is one I wouldn’t have written if not prompted.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Yes. Once, that I know of. Though they did not claim to have written the fic themselves, someone did still opt to post my SessKag chapter fic Chain Of Love on Wattpad without my permission or knowledge, so I had it taken down.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes, more than one I think. There’s been the sporadic request over the years and I haven’t really kept track so I can’t name which ones. But the most recent was a Chinese translation to my SessKag one shot Cold.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Kind of? I’ve made a few attempts in the past with a close IRL friend of mine, but those attempts have always fizzled out fairly quickly. I’m not sure how well co-writing would suit me, as I can be a bit of a control freak.
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
Honestly, I’m not sure how to answer this question. I guess SessKag fandom has been my home for the longest time.
IchiRuki used to be my favourite ship, but the epilogue kinda soured it all for me.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
There are several of these but the ones I most wish to finish are my jily fics Their Halcyon Days and Chasing That Silver Lining
16. What are your writing strengths?
I feel I'm good at writing (bantery) dialogue and I'm known for my fluff.
I'm good at telling complete stories in very few words.
I think, or at least hope, I am pretty good at hitting people in the feels and hitting the emotional notes in the story, evoking a response in the reader as well.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Motivation and editing.
As proved last month, I can easily go for a full month of longer without writing a single word. If I don’t have a routine in place and only write “when I want to”, my writing becomes super sporadic.
Editing is something I have very little patience for, so it's a step that, other than a basic proofread, I never really do. What are these 'drafts' people speak of?
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I think it depends a lot on if the language use can be justified and how it is executed, but I think this in one area where it might be best to proceed with caution.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
David Eddings’ The Belgariad & The Malloreon.
20. Favourite fic you’ve written?
This question is impossible to answer, because my favourite anything is very much dependent on what mood I’m in and how the stars are aligned at any given time. Also there’s over 400 works to choose from. So I refuse to play favourites.
Tagging @siriuslychessi, @petals2fish, @jafndaegur, and @proudhanyou
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Could you maybe do a fic rec for AUs where one character is like a prince or lord or rich dude and the other is the help. I’ve read a few really good wolfstars but I have a feeling there should be more out there. Possible some drarry? If you know any I will gladly read what you recvomens 😍
Hi anon🌸 Unfortunately, I haven’t read that many fics with this trope. Anyone else have any recs they’d like to share? However, here are a few that I’ve read:
The Kitchens, by lumosinlove (59k)
Sirius and Remus: A king and a commoner from two different worlds who will break all the rules for love.
General themes/feeling: royalty!au; strangers to lovers; Big Romance; dramatic; the Black family; happy ending.
Such a wonderfully written royalty au - a classic! It very much has a “princess-tale vibe”, with a lot of grandeur, big declarations of love, and the boys being star crossed lovers. A perfect royalty au!
Don't Call Me Sir, by DemonBanisher (2k)
Remus Lupin, the prince of Hogwarts is currently being attacked. Good thing his bodyguard Sirius Black is there to protect him.
General themes/feeling: muggle!au; royalty!au; bodyguard!sirius; gun fight; light physical injury; fluff.
Short and sweet, this little royal!remus fic is adorable and funny!
A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes, by MoonCat457 (12k)
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Sirius. To his mother, he was a prince. However, little did she know that one day, he would indeed grow up to be a prince. A chance encounter in the woods led to an invitation to a royal ball and a chance to live out a dream for happiness he thought had died in his childhood.
General themes/feeling: Cinderella!au; Cinderella!sirius; prince!remus; love at first sight.
Very, very fairy-tale-y. If that’s something you like, then you might like this fic! A wolfstar version of Disney’s Cinderella (2015).
Friends in Rich Places, by wannnabesuper (14k)
Scholarship student Remus Lupin is working too many jobs just to get by. But when ultra rich Sirius Black takes an interest in him at a party, are things about to change? Of course they are; now Remus is working too many jobs and, when he has a bit of spare time, shagging a millionaire.
General themes/feeling: muggle!au; university!au; rich Sirius, broke Remus; misunderstandings.
Not a royalty au, but a rich!sirius poor!remus fic. And there’s no actual sugar daddy-dynamic in this fic, but there are some misunderstandings concerning this… oh, Remus is so oblivious!!
Bonus:
A Kingdom, or This, by makeitp1nk & secondsister (>19k, WIP)
A life of servitude, of doing as he’s told and continuing his line.
Or the man who changed everything.
I can’t say much about this fic, as I haven’t yet read it (I try to never read WIPs). I’ve been keeping an eye on it though, so I thought I might add it to the list in case someone would like to give it a go.
xx Elliot🌸
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International Fanworks Day 2023: When Fandoms Collide
Happy International Fanworks Day 2023!
I've made two lists for International Fanworks Day this year and, just like last year, one is a list of my own works and the other is a list of works I'd recommend.
They're fairly long lists so I'm putting them under a cut.
My Stories
The Arrow Does Not Dream
The world doesn't need a hero.
It needs a professional.
A fusion with The Witcher.
Founders Fairy Tales
Fusions of various Disney Princesses with the Founders from Naruto.
Almost all the princesses are here, except for Pocahontas - because cultural appropriation - and Tiana - because I have never seen that film. I did Frozen instead.
None of the stories are more than 2,200 words and most of them are a lot less.
The Closing of Our Shared Narrative
A Jedi and a Sith can never be friends, everyone knows this.
Everyone is wrong.
A fusion between Naruto and Star Wars.
To Seek (and Find)
Kisame had a dream.
He’s determined to get it back.
A fusion between Naruto and Inception.
Created Monsters
To step into a Jaeger is to Drift.
To become one of two.
A fusion between Naruto and Pacific Rim.
Ring Cow Bell Ring!
Everyone agrees that Konoha Farms produces the best fruit, cheese, and wine.
It’s just their methods that are questionable.
A fusion between Naruto and Harvest Moon.
Waddle Giggle Gargle Paddle Poodle!
Sometimes, there are dinosaurs.
(Where you least expect them.)
A fusion between Naruto and Jurassic Park.
Senju Sauropods
Hashirama is not your usual dinosaur.
He makes a friend.
A fusion between Naruto, The Good Dinosaur and Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon.
The Secret Lives of Marilyn and Susan Short
Mary Sue Maybe.
A fandom crossing take on The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.
My Recommendations - Naruto
Defense Against The Dark Arts With Professor Umino by AvocadoLove
Crossover with Harry Potter.
Book 5 AU: With no witch or wizard willing to take the Defense Against The Dark Arts job except Umbridge, Dumbledore is forced to look elsewhere.
He hires a shinobi.
Fire and Water by AvocadoLove
Fusion with Avatar: The Last Airbender.
Waterbender Sifu Iruka meets firebending Commander Kakashi during the Siege of The North.
oh, but the revelation of stardust by PandaFlower
Crossover with the Marvel Cinematic Universe
What is the world coming to when goddamn aliens give me sympathetic looks about paperwork? It was boggling. Infuriating. Maybe, a smidge validating. Nick Fury resisted the urge to swear and check over his shoulder in case Murphy was lurking.
Not that this Senju Tobirama was their typical extraterrestrial, oh no, guy had to come from a separate dimension in addition to being from a different planet.
My first introduction to Tobirama and I fell in love instantly.
Moon Fish and Qilin by Good_Grief
Fusion with Avatar: The Last Airbender.
Izuna has been hunting for months, following whispers of a legend. All of the stories have led him to this place where the Moon Fish resides, all he needs to do is catch it.
Idiots Of Unusual Size by Asuka Kureru (Askerian)
Fusion with His Dark Materials.
Madara's daemon settled early.
Hashirama's daemon did not. Momo-kun was not settled when they met and he did not settle when Hashirama was thirteen and getting caught at the river. He didn't settle when they were fourteen on their first real battlefield, either, and while Madara and Kuyuri felt relieved that they had thus far escaped meeting on the field of battle, they could not help a gnawing ache of curiosity. What was he going to be? A bear, dangerous but only in it for the honey? Some slow, well-natured, well-horned cattle? A squirrel?
"Not quick-witted enough for that one," Kuyuri would say sarcastically, "but otherwise!" and Madara would half-heartedly chide her.
My Recommendations - Inception
What Dreams May Come by MarbleGlove
Crossover with Highlander.
Methos' mind is not one you'd want to be stuck in, aka the inception team attempts extraction on Adam Pierson.
Thicker Water by pprfaith
Crossover with the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
Arthur and Natasha rarely make it to their Gamma's birthday, but business keeps them in touch.
In Duty Homeward Shall We Fly by toomuchplor
Crossover with 3rd Rock from the Sun.
Arthur had been on this planet for nearly fourteen years now and everyone still insisted on treating him like a child.
Lions and Tigers by Starlingthefool
Crossover with Calvin & Hobbes.
"What were you like as a kid?” Eames asks him.
“Quiet,” Arthur says. “I lived in my head a lot. You?”
“I did too,” Eames replies. “Only I was never quiet about it.”
A story about growing up, sort of.
The Boy Who Spoke With Ghosts by AvocadoLove
Crossover with The Sixth Sense.
No one suspects Arthur. He's too practical, too organized, too sensible to believe in the supernatural.
Based on the kink meme prompt: Arthur's real name is Cole Sear.
dream a dream (and what you see will be) by Mizzy
Crossover with Die unendliche Geschichte (Neverending Story).
Eames has always said Arthur has no imagination and should dream a little bigger. The problem is, Arthur's dreams might be the most dangerous place to be on the planet. And when their latest job forces them to recreate Fantasia, and Arthur's secret past unravels alongside it, Cobb's team might be about to find the answer to the Neverending Story...
Two-minute warning by Trojie
Crossover with RED.
Eames tries to warn Arthur there's a price on his head.
Skybird by windsweptfic
Crossover with White Collar.
Arthur and Eames adopt a kid and raise that kid into Neal Caffrey.
secretly a reef rat by templemarker
Crossover with Hawaii Five-0.
Arthur is Steve’s brother.
My Recommendations - X-Men
The People Who Stand By You by pallorsomnium
Crossover with Wanted.
aka "In which Charles actually has a twin brother, who now wants to kick Erik's ass"
Wesley didn’t want much out of life, but what he wanted the most was for Charles and Raven to be safe and happy.
So he was rightfully displeased when he heard the message left on his emergency line, and by someone distinctly not Charles or Raven.
From Westminster With Love by thehoyden
Crossover with Sherlock.
NATO intelligence says there’s an omega-class telepath who sleeps under Westminster. Major Erik Lehnsherr is about to find out the truth for himself.
I've only done lists for three of my favourite fandoms so feel free to hit me up if you want more recs!
#IFD2023#IFDChallenge2023#fanfic recs#OTW#fandom events#naruto#The Secret Life of Walter Mitty#Inception#x-men#Phlebas Writes#Phlebas blogs her writing#Phlebas Reads#Phlebas Recs
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https://www.tumblr.com/sailor-aviator/736509096055930880/have-you-ever-considered-doing-like-a
It’s actually the west wing au that got me thinking about it since in west wing the characters are always interacting while also all doing their own thing they have their own stories being told at the same time as the overall story is being told but it could really be done with any universe that has multiple characters. It could be done with the Jack Frost Bob universe since there are other sprites that are already introduced to have potential stories. It could be done with the Tarzan universe, even in a way that incorporates other fairy tale/disney stories. It would work with sports team AUs and college AUs and really anything that has multiple Interconnected characters whose stories could be told.
It’s just an interesting concept to me and something I’ve always been interested in trying and because they are different main characters the writing styles being different wouldn’t matter since everyone’s internal dialogue is kind of different so different people writing the same characters from the perspective of a different character could make for a fun read.
Idk if any of that made any sense but here’s hoping 😂
Oooooooooh!! That's actually so interesting!! Idk which of my stories I would wanna do for that, actually. Maybe something new?
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Anyone wanna send me rotbtd doodle requests 🥺
#I’ve been working on a Disney fairies au#they live in my brain#rotbtd#rotbtd au#rise of the brave tangled dragons#not mlp#meripunzel#Merida#rapunzel#Jack Frost#hiccup#merricup#jackunzel#Disney fairies#request#art#my art
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖
Thank you so much for tagging me, @limonium-anemos! It’s so exciting to be tagged in something. 😄
1. Green Eyes, Guns, and Dangerous Things | M | 88k
Pairing: Tom/Harry (Harry Potter)
Summary: Harry hid his omega sub-gender for most of his life until one unfortunately sudden heat cycle. His life after that becomes a deadly game of cat-and-mouse with a twisted CEO and his finest hitman: Tom.
This story was truly born from all my deepest desires in a fic: Modern AU’s, Sentinel/Guide AU’s, A/B/O dynamics, and hitmen. Which is probably why it holds such a special place in my heart. And for that reason, I’m also still so so glad other people seem(ed) to like it too. (Now if only I can just finish that sequel… 😩)
2. One Hundred Stars | E | WIP, Ongoing
Pairing: Ben/Harry (Disney’s Descendants)
Summary: Unable to provide an heir, Ben is forced to mate with an alpha from the Isle of the Lost in order to keep the peace in Auradon.
Another A/B/O fic because I’m shameless. I’m really enjoying this one atm even though it’s been... um, 5 months... since the last update. 👀💦 But it’s def my fave, go-to daydream world currently.
3. City of the Lost | E | WIP, Unpublished
Pairing: Ben/Harry (Disney’s Descendants)
Summary: Ben is a Submissive but to all the world acts and claims to be a Dominant. To escape from the increasing pressure of hiding his secret, as well as his wealthy parents’ great expectations, Ben becomes embroiled with the gangs of the inner city. One such member in particular just so happens to be a Dom with his own secrets.
My other fave thing to daydream about and unfortunately only the roughest of WIPs for now. There’s the biggest writing ‘dump doc’ for this on my Google drive and I can’t wait to sink my teeth into it one day. The idea for it came after binge-watching the first season of True Detective waaay back when it first aired. It was also initially going to be another tomarry fic but recently got switched up to my current pairing, benry. It once again ticks all my boxes: Modern/non-magic AU’s, gangs, Dom/Sub dynamics, enemies-to-lovers and, of course, an unhealthy amount of smut. ✨👌
4. My Name Is Tom | M | 15k
Pairing: Harry/Tom (Harry Potter)
Summary: Harry and his friends rescue a discarded android only to learn that ‘Tom’ appears to be much more intelligent - and dangerous - than they could have anticipated.
One of the more darker takes on this pairing I’ve ever written, I think. And a direct product of me binge-watching the series Humans. Combined with my love for cyberpunk, electronic music, and a fascination with AI, I couldn’t wait to try my hand at something in the sci-fi genre.
This fic was intended to be more romantic, if you can believe it. 😆 But I supposed as stories are wont to do, it morphed. There’s also been a sequel in the works for a while now and I’ve been itching to finally get on it. But a fair warning to anyone who thought THIS fic was a mindfuck: Buckle up for the sequel. 😅
5. The Gardens of Riddle Manor | M | 51k
Pairing: Harry/Tom (Harry Potter)
Summary: Harry is a mistreated orphan under the care of his relatives. After being forced to trespass on their neighbours property for a tulip bulb, the next day he is taken under the wing of the the mysterious and ominous young Lord Riddle as compensation.
Your typical Regency era romance with a fairy tale twist. My first ever fic and one that also still holds a special place in my heart. This story was another passion project borne from my obsession with period dramas. I’m still hoping to one day go back and update/edit it so it’s a little less… rough, lol.
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Thanks again to limonium for the tag - This was a lot of fun! I’m tagging anyone who wants to do this, so feel free to say I tagged you. 💗
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Hello again! I meant to send this days ago, but what do you headcanon the brothers and undateables favorite Disney movies to be? Just thought it might be cute!
Oh this is adorable!! Sorry for my inactivity here, I’ve been too tired lately to write on top of drawing ;u; but the second I saw this one I decided on Diavolo’s and had to write the rest. I haven’t watched any of these movies in a long time, and some of them I’ve never fully seen, so please excuse any inaccuracies ^^
Also now I can’t stop thinking about an Alice in Wonderland AU ;u;
Lucifer
Anastasia
- Its... pretty much solely because of the music, and because Lord Diavolo likes it so much. He finds the music enchanting enough that the rest of the movie becomes more tolerable than most.
- Also I know it isn’t Disney but I could see him finding Who Framed Roger Rabbit entertaining.
Mammon
Robin Hood
- I don’t actually know how to defend this choice. It’s more of a vibes thing.
- Potentially falsely relates to Robin Hood and the things he does. His values don’t quite align with what others believe in and Mammon relates to that in his own way. He feels like he’s cheering on the underdog, and when others do too it helps him feel supported.
- Soft bb, likes the romance aspect and that Robin Hood ends up with the girl he loves. “Where’s /my/ Maid Marian?”
Leviathan
Atlantis: The Lost Empire
- Loves the aesthetic of it all. When the monstrous leviathan is on screen he gets a bit offended but it makes him feel proud too that humans have noticed him enough to make cool monsters based off of him.
- He also admires Milo - he’s not the typical prince-like character, but he’s admired nonetheless and treated as the hero.
Satan
Beauty and the Beast or Princess and the Frog
- For the former, he likes Belle and her dedication to reading. Also really loves the Beast’s library - if he ever gets a castle of his own that’s the first thing he’d put in it. Might relate a small amount to the beast when he gets angry.
- For the latter, he’s obsessed with the darker themes and Dr Facilier. Thinks some of his “parlour tricks” would actually be entertaining to try on humans and see how they react. Was ready to throw hands at the sad part towards the end that I won’t spoil.
- For both, he’s a little soft for the stories - he likes the simplicity of it all, and the happy endings help him relax and tune out the world for a little bit.
Asmodeus
Cinderella
- Like in the event, he sees himself as being a fairy godmother as sorts. Really adores the dress transformation, and finds himself inspired by it - he already enjoys dressing people up and finding outfits that they look good in and enjoy wearing, and feels like he’s making Cinderella’s out of people.
Beelzebub
Sleeping Beauty or Alice in Wonderland
- He isn’t a big movie person - he prefers the snacks and such that go alongside watching movies. However, he likes Sleeping Beauty because Belphie likes it.
- Thinks Alice in Wonderland is very pretty and likes the feeling of escaping into a different world. He’s a homebody, someone entirely dedicated to his family, but he likes that Alice wants to go off and explore and have her own adventures - he gets to experience, through her, something that he’s unlikely to experience on his own nowadays.
Belphegor
Sleeping Beauty
- I feel like this one is self-explanatory. Girl gets to sleep for a long time, he really wishes that were him. Also soft for the idea of being kissed by his true love to wake him up.
- Chaotic boy also cheers Scar on in Lion King solely to annoy the other brothers. Gets a kick out of the more emotional brother’s reactions (primarily Mammon, being real)
Diavolo
Anastasia
- He doesn’t have much time for movies, but when he does, it becomes one he’s obsessed with after being introduced to it. The simplistic nature, the guaranteed happy ending. Also likes that Anastasia is a royal, and that she got to go off and have her adventures and discover herself.
- Lucifer will tolerate watching it with him because they both like the music so that’s always a bonus - he doesn’t have to sit and watch it alone, like he does with most of his work.
EDIT: I can’t stop thinking about Diavolo having a little music box that plays Once Upon a December and he has it on constantly and December becomes his favourite month ;u;
Barbatos
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
- This is a vibes thing again. I think he’d like Esmerelda and Quasimodo. Finds the darker themes to be interesting, and likes how developed the characters are.
- Also finds it to be entertaining that he enjoys something that is quite inappropriate, considering the religious themes in the film and its commentary on perceived sin, him being a demon and all.
Solomon
The Princess and the Frog
- Like Satan, he likes Dr Facilier. He’s not very invested in movies, but the twist on the original story and the ‘magic’ keep him interested enough to sit through this one when the occasion arises.
- If he’s in the mood for it, he’s going to try and mimic some of the spells whilst watching to scare the brothers.
Simeon
Simeon likes all of the classic Disney films - Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, The Little Mermaid, etc.
- The style is pretty, the music is enchanting, and there’s always a happy ending. He primarily writes about men himself, because his stories are about the brothers, and so he likes anything with a female lead as it truly feels like a break from his work.
- He also likes seeing what humans find entertaining, and likes the downtime he gets when he watches the movies with Luke or with the MC, or both.
- Soft spot for Mulan - she stands up and fights for her family and her people, whilst also defying them in the process? She reminds him of a certain someone. He’d never admit to this, though.
Luke
101 Dalmations
- He’ll never admit to it but he loves seeing all the dogs. He thinks it’s really cute. Needs Simeon around to watch it though because Cruella de Vil scares him sometimes ^^”
- Okay but imagine he has a nightmare and it’s Lucifer is Cruella de Vil’s coat threatening to take his hair or something to make a cloak out of. :C
#obey me headcanons#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me undateables#obey me brothers#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me simeon#obey me luke#obey me solomon#my writing#ask to tag
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Lofe, Dinah and C.B are now living in the Fairies!Universe! What sort of fairy are they? What’s their job and how did they get together? :)
Ooooohhhhh lofe are you seriously asking me to combine my two biggest hyperfixations (that aren’t directly work-related)? Do you have any idea of the powers you have just unleashed? Are you ready for it?
Oki so
Dinah would be a Kitchen talent, obviously, maybe specifically Baking, so she would be making all kinds of treats for the rest of Pixie Hollow to enjoy. I actually checked my Fairies encyclopaedia cause there exists a fairy called Dinah:
I don’t think it really goes for how StEx!Dinah would be, but still interesting. And also lovely that she has the light blue in her palette 👀👀👀
C.B. would be a Tinker talent, with a specialty in enhancing detailed/delicate stuff (once electronics reach Pixie Hollow he’ll thrive). Other than Dinah, who functions perfectly in a crowded kitchen, he would prefer to work alone. He’ll be perfectly nice to the other Tinkers and they’ll never notice it, but he doesn’t really like group assignments.
Maybe one time he’s so caught up in his work that he completely forgets to get dinner and he’ll end up sneaking into the kitchen late at night in hopes of finding some leftovers
And it so happens that there is a cute little blonde fairy cleaning up the mess she created when she dropped a pan of soup, so he helps her in exchange for some poppy seed rolls and they immediately hit it off and hrnnnggggggggggg them 🥺🖤🖤
(oki I gotta stop now before I create another AU dvjndgunvn)
Anyway, to wrap this up: I used the official Disney Fairies fairy creator (or, well, a fan remake of it since the original has been offline for almost ten years now) to make a lil Dee and Cee. Since the sparrow man option wasn’t finished yet, I’ve had to girlify C.B. and you know what I like it
Thanks lofe 🥺🖤🖤🖤
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hello! i hope you have a happy holidays!! just a question: do you know any good crossover fics? :0 thanks so much! 🥰
Hi Nonny!!
Thank you! My holiday season was great <3 Sorry for the delay on the reply, but your ask was a great one because I’ve wanted to do an update list to my “movies and books” list, so I’m updating it to just “crossovers” because I have more to add and that makes me happy!!
This list ended up getting split across two asks, so for this one, this list is all my bookmarked fics. A part 1.5 with my MFL’s is coming shortly with another ask, and I ask y’all hold off to add your own suggestions to that list instead, please :) Thank you!
CROSSOVERS and FUSIONS (Feb 2021) Pt. 1
See Also:
Fairy Tales and Fantasy
TV, Movies, and Books AU (Fantasy Pt. 2)
Wonderful Life AU
Sherlock / Hannibal Crossovers?
Science Fiction / Fantasy
Faes / Faeries
Disney-esque Fics
Moulin Rouge AU
Crossovers & Fusions Pt.1.5 [MFLs]
It's After That Hurts by jonnyluvssherlock (T, 2,791 w., 1 Ch. || City of Angels AU || Fantasy, Fallen Angel Sherlock, Soldier John, Pining Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, Permanently Incomplete Fic) – Sherlock's an angel stuck as a guardian to danger addict John Watson. Everything is fine until he gets too involved. Now he has to make the choice, eternity alone or one life time with a man who may or may not love him.
Caffeine and Adaptive Programming by DemonicSymphony (E, 5,540 w., 1 Ch. || Androids AU / Bond Fusion || Android Sherlock, Coffee Shop AU, Pining John Hinted Bond / Q, Toplock) – Sherlock is a coffee shop android slowly falling for a regular customer. But he's not supposed to be able to feel emotions.
Captain John Watson, Genetics, and Other Crazy Things by cyerus (M, 5,581 w., 1 Ch. || Torchwood Crossover || Humour / Crack, Jealous Sherlock, Sexual Magnet John, Captain John, UST / RST, Three Continents Watson) – The explanation for John "Three Continents" Watson? Jack Harkness is his father. Sherlock doesn't know whether he's going to die from jealousy or sexual frustration first.
The Frost Child by twistedthicket1 (M, 9,994 w., 2 Ch. || Frozen-ish AU || Magical Realism, Christmas, Angst, Fluff, Powerful John) – In a world where people are born with a Gift of varying levels, simple John Watson is the last person one might look at when thinking of any strong Magick capabilities. Hiding comfortably in the shadow of Sherlock's brilliant deducing abilities, John is content to keep it that way...
London Gods by a_different_equation (E, 11,092 w., 5 Ch. || American Gods Fusion || Magical Realism, Sex Magic, True Love, PTSD John, First Kiss/Time, Marathon Sex, Sensuality, Genie Sherlock, Human John, Internalized Homophobia, Star-Crossed Lovers, Soul Mates) – Sherlock Holmes is a jinn who does not grant wishes. However, when Dr. John H. Watson, recently returned from the war in Afghanistan, gets into his cab by "accident", it might not even need magic to grant both men their deepest wish: love.
Equilibrium by augustbird (M, 12,351 w., 1 Ch. || Flowers for Algernon Fusion || Jealous then Worried Sherlock, Sick John) – At Baskerville, John is infected by a virus that turns him into a genius. But when the infection progresses into neurodegeneration, it's a race against time to save himself.
The Nutcracker by Odamaki (T, 13,758 w., 7 Ch. || Nutcracker AU || Christmas, Dark Magic, Dolls) – Sherlock is unimpressed with Uncle Rudy's present. A doll? What does he want with a doll?
Wonderful, Etcetera. by VictoryCandescence (T, 16,955 w., 3 Ch. || Wonderful Life AU || Alternate Timelines, Brotherhood, Homophobia, Suicidal Ideations, Mentions of Drug Use, Friendship, Different TRF, Sherlock’s Past, Victor Trevor is Past Boyfriend, Depression, Hallucination, Love Confessions, Christmas, First Kiss) – Sherlock thinks everyone would be better off if he had never existed, including and especially himself. When he finds himself in a world in which his wish has been granted, he begins to think perhaps even he could be wrong – but it takes an unlikely chaperone to make him not only observe, but understand.
Uncharted Territory by J_Baillier (T, 19,603 w., 4 Ch. || Dystopian Future / Black Mirror AU || Alternate First Meeting, Angst, Drama, Homophobia, Bisexuality, Technology, Humour, Romance, Near Future, Happy Ending) – The System puts people through a series of assigned relationships in order to determine who their Perfect Match is. John believes that it works; Sherlock really, really doesn't. One of them is probably going to be wrong.
Once Upon a Beast Becoming by antietamfalls (T, 24,042 w., 6 Ch. || Beauty and the Beast AU || Magical Realism, Folklore, Celtic Mythology) – An act of pride, a druid’s curse, an enchanted leaf; Sherlock’s torment has lasted an age. Hope arrives in the form of one John Watson, a man uniquely suited to break the spell. But with a single night to win his affections, Sherlock finds his carefully laid plans disrupted by a monstrous killer whose sights are set on the only thing he has left to lose: John.
Classified(s) by blueink3 (E, 36,153 w., 4 Ch. || Wedding Date AU || Fake Relationship, Jealous, PIning, H/C, Idiots in Love, Happy Ending, Mary is not Nice, Escort Service) – Clara's American father is the ambassador to some such territory that Great Britain probably used to own, but she (and Harry’s undying love for her) is the reason John is getting on a flight at 12:30pm, flying across the second largest ocean in the world, and pretending to be in a perfectly happy, healthy relationship with an undoubtedly perfectly coiffed stranger. See, Clara is not only American (and wealthy to boot), she's also best friends with John’s ex-fiancée. Whom she's placed in the wedding party. As Maid of Honor. And John just happens to be Best Man. Bloody brilliant.
The Boy Who Drank Stars by kinklock (E, 36,157 w., 4 Ch. || Howl’s Moving Castle AU || Witches and Wizards, Slow Burn, Magic, Jealous John, Happy Ending, Bed Sharing) – “I’m looking for a castle,” John informed the scarecrow. “A moving one.”Except that, as it turned out, it was not a moving one at all.
we have never seen a greater day than this by Lediona (T, 36,420 w., 7 Ch. || A Royal Night Out AU || WWII / VE Day, Prince Sherlock, Soldier John, Alternating POV, First Kiss, Bittersweet Ending, Homophobia, Dancing) – Peace. At long last. It’s VE Day and Prince William desires to join the celebrations. It is a night of excitement, danger and the first flutters of romance.
Malediction by MapleleafCameo (M, 36,680 w., 11 Ch. || Ladyhawke AU || Magical Realism, Romance, Curses, Eventual Happy Ending) – Cursed to a half-life, John and Sherlock must fight the forces of evil to be reunited once again.
Only To Be With You by SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John (M, 40,768 w., 4 Ch. || Black Mirror / Future AU || Character Death, Future Technology, Sickness/Cancer/Illness, Heavy Angst with Happy Ending, First Person POV John, Pining John, Heart-Wrenching Angst) – I tell myself that next time I’ll come near this same place again. Wait around for the mysterious stranger in his coat to dash past me, hot on the heels of a new criminal in black. I think this all the way back to my Exit, planning where I’ll wait and what I’ll say when I see him. Scheming on how to get his name. It’s only once I reach the Exit Point door that I realize two hours and forty-five minutes have passed, and I realize that this won’t be the last time I Visit. It won’t be the last time at all.
The Curious Adventure of the Drs. Watson by ShinySherlock (M, 40,883 w., 14 Ch. || BBC & ACD Fusion || Victorianlock, Time Travel / Magical Realism, Friends to Lovers, Love and Kissing, Romance, Body Swap) – What if ACD Watson and BBC Watson switched places... “Imposter!” Hands clenching the lapels of John’s coat, Holmes shoved him anew. “Yes!” John agreed, nodding, and then grimacing. “Sort of!”
The Soul Remembers by i_ship_an_armada (E, 43,636 w., 10 Ch. || Oblivion AU || Post-Apocalypse, Movie Fusion, Science Fiction, Action/Adventure, Angst, Dreams, Bittersweet Ending) – John Watson is the lone security repairman stationed on a desolate, nearly-ruined future Earth. His dreams are plagued by a tall, dark-haired man, and when his dreams meet reality, he will be forced to question everything he believes is the truth about his life.
Anchor Point by trickybonmot (E, 49,856 w., 80 Ch. || Truman Show AU || Psychological Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Dark Characters / Fic, Alternating First/Third Person, Protective John, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Tender Moments, Love Confessions, Hand/Blow Jobs, Cuddling, Jealous John, First Kiss/Time) – The world tunes in nightly for Sherlock, the ultimate in reality TV: Sherlock Holmes, a real person with a legendary name, unknowingly lives out his life in a staged setting contrived by his brother. Things get complicated when a retired army doctor joins the show to play the part of Sherlock's closest friend. This fic borrows its concept from the 1998 film, the Truman Show. However, you don't need to have any knowledge of the movie to enjoy this story.
Coventry by standbygo (E, 52,020 w., 26 Ch. || Dollhouse AU || Case Fic, Slow Burn, Sci-Fi / Fantasy, First Kiss / Time, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, BAMF John, Falling in Love) – “Let me get this straight,” John said, wondering when his life had become a science fiction film. “Some guy orders up a personality, a person, to his specifications, and they program this into a real live person, who has consented to do this, and she goes to this person and acts as his wife, or lawyer, or Royal Marine, or Navy Seal or what have you, and she has all the skills, all the knowledge, everything? Then you say the magic words, and she follows you back to The House, and they erase it all until her next appointment?”
floating through a dark blue sky by Lediona (M, 58,966 w., 15 Ch. || Notting Hill AU || POV John, Celebrity Sherlock, First Date / Time / Kiss, Past Drug Addiction, Angst with a Happy Ending) – Of course, I’d seen his films and always thought he was, well, brilliant -- but, you know, a million miles from the world I live in. Or, when John is the owner of a travel book shop and the famous Sherlock Holmes stops in one day.
Perdition's Flames by i_ship_an_armada (E, 63,435 w., 21 Ch. || Treklock AU, Est. Rel, Genetic Engineering, Angst & Fluff, BAMF!John) – Sherlock would do anything to save him. Risk anything. Give anything. His money, his life. His soul. What he does, though, is change both of their destinies forever. Genetic re-engineering is the only option left. It turns out researchers underestimated the life expectancy and potential abilities of genetically re-engineered subjects. The British government and what would eventually become the United Federation of Planets, however, had not. Part 1 of PF Universe
This Thing All Things Devours by cypress_tree (E, 63,844 w., 15 Ch. || In Time AU || Science Fiction, Dystopian Universe, First Meetings, Action / Adventure, Romance) – In 2169, time is money—literally. Humans are genetically engineered to stop aging at 25, when the numbers on their arm start counting down from one year. When that time is up, they die. The only way to get more time is to earn it, borrow it, or steal it.John Watson lives day-to-day in the crowded slums of Zone 13. He never imagined living any differently—until he meets the practically-immortal Sherlock, and helps him on a case to track a local time-thief...
Being John Watson-ish by elwinglyre (E, 69,902 w., 17 Ch. || Bodysnatcher AU || Author John, Cranky Sherlock, Angst, Sexual Tension, First Kiss / Time, Falling in Love, BAMF John, Past Soldier John, Feelings, Inside Someone’s Brain, Shy Sherlock, Sherlock Loves John, POV Sherlock, Switchlock, Slow Burn, Internal Dialogue, Mental Turmoil) – When consulting detective Sherlock Holmes steps on one toe too many at a crime scene, he's consigned to a desk job in an archaic office on the seventh-and-a-half floor of the New Scotland Yard. It’s in this bleak office that Sherlock discovers a portal into the mind of renowned author John Watson. Grander than his mind palace, this new wonderland affords Sherlock new vistas of experimentation. To learn more about the mystery behind the portal, Sherlock seeks out and befriends Watson. But then it all goes wrong when others find the secret portal door—including the man whose brain he visits.
The Baker Street Nativity by SwissMiss (E, 99,662 w., 23 Ch. || Nativity! AU || Teacher Sherlock / TA John, Pining, Sherlock POV, UST, Angst, Christmas, Music/Song Fic, Anal / BJ’s, First Kiss / Time) – Fusion between Sherlock (BBC) and Nativity! (2009 movie starring Martin Freeman). Sherlock is a primary school teacher and John is assigned to be his classroom assistant. Together, they are charged with putting on the school's Nativity play. What could possibly go wrong? Part 1 of The Baker Street Nativity Verse
The Cost of a Wish by slashscribe (E, 102,493 w., 12 Ch. || xxxHolic Fusion || Spirits / Ghosts and Magic, Love Confessions, Slow Burn, Soul Mates / Fated Lovers, Adventure, Immortal Sherlock, Powerful John, POV John, Frottage, Wish Granting, Angst with Happy Ending, Nightmares) – John has been plagued by a secret his entire life that has made him feel hopeless until he meets a mysterious, seemingly omniscient man named Sherlock Holmes who owns a wish-granting shop. Their meeting sets off a series of inevitable events that will change the course of both of their lives forever.
The Swan Triad Series by Pennin_Ink (T, 121,660 w. across 3 works || Swan Lake AU || Magical / Fairy Tale AU, Romance, Falling in Love, Pining, Psychological Torture, Transformation) – Sherlock and John grow up spending every summer together. Their mothers' attempts to play matchmaker only fuel their mutual resentment and scorn. But then, one summer.
Colors by Quesarasara (E, 140,537 w., 17 Ch. || Pleasantville-Inspired AU || Soulmates, Colour Bonds, Alternating POV, Angst, Fluff, Pining, Case Fic, Medical Procedures) – Everyone on earth is born with eyes that see in black, white, and an endless series of greys. When you meet your soulmate, you finally see the world in color. We're all searching for the person who brings color to our lives. John and Sherlock are no exception. Part 1 of The Colors 'Verse
Mise en Place by azriona (M, 161,004 w., 28 Ch. || Restaurant (Kitchen Nightmares) AU || Sherlock is Gordon Ramsay / Celebrity Sherlock, Restauranteur John, Harry Plays Prominent Role, Alternating POV, Mutual Pining, Cranky Sherlock, Bed Sharing, Slow Burn) – John Watson had no intentions of taking over the family business, but when he returns from Afghanistan, battered and bruised, and discovers that his sister Harry has run their restaurant into the ground, he doesn't have much choice. There's only one thing that can save the Empire from closing for good – the celebrity star of the BBC series Restaurant Reconstructed, Chef Sherlock Holmes. Part 1 of Mise en Place
Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court. Part 1 of the Care And Companionship series
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I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
Summary : Y/N McCoy, daughter of Jack McCoy works as ADA Carisi’s PA. Before that, Y/N was sort of the Cinderella of the DA’s office working in the dust of the archives. When the DA’s Christmas ball is themed as a Masquerade, maybe it’s time for Cinderella to meet her prince charming, with a little help of her fairy best friend, Katriona Tamin.
Pairing : Sonny Carisi x reader
Warnings : Language, consomption of alcohol, Cinderella AU, some flashbacks, Vanessa Hadid is a bitch (but as she always is it really a warning ?).
Word Count : 14 682
Author’s note : Written for @thatesqcrush‘s Holiday B!ngo: Naughty & Nice filling the free square, and for @sweetcannolicarisi ’s Disney bingo. I know those two bingos are over now but I really wanted to post it between Christmas & New Year, but life stroked hard and I couldn’t write. Ball dress is inspired by the one from the movie A Cinderella Christmas. Don’t forget that feedback is appreciated and really important.
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“Assistant District Attorney Carisi’s office, Y/N speaking, what can I do for you ?”, I say, repeating this sentence on a loop all day long.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my job, I just hate doing it in a fucking hallway, next to my new boss small and windowless new office. Well at least now he has an office, we’re not forced to squat in empty rooms all around the building.
“Oh, hello Captain Benson. How can I help you ?”
“Hello Y/N, can you please ask Carisi to sign me a warrant for a perquisition please ? I emailed you the application. Kat will pick it in less than an hour. Can you do that for me ?”
“Sure, Olivia, consider it done”, I answer.
“Thanks Y/N have a nice day”, she says.
“Have a nice day too Olivia”, I reply, hanging up the phone.
I take a look at the clock facing my desk, 10:30 am. I open Captain Benson’s mail and print the papers she joined in. I get up to the printer, passing next to the break room. It’s time for ADA Carisi’s coffee. I take the papers from the printer and enter the break room. I put down the papers on the table and pour a warm and steamy coffee into ADA Carisi’s usual mug and heat some water for my tea. I put two sugars in his coffee and pour the hot water into my mug with sugar. The papers under my armpit and the two mugs in both my hands I walk back to my desk, where I put down my own mug, and then walk towards his office. I lightly knock on the door before his voice tells me to come in.
“Good morning counsellor”, I say, stepping in the windowless office.
“Good morning, Y/N”, he looks up. “And I already told you to call me Sonny. We work together for a year now, don’t you think it’s time to call me by my name, huh ?”, he smiles at me, with that charming smile that makes me melt.
“I can’t promise anything”, I shrug, returning his smile. “First of all, here’s your coffee”, I say, putting down the cup in front of him.
“Just how I like it”, he hums, taking a sip of it.
“Second, I had a phone call from Captain Benson, she asked if you could sign that warrant”, I add, handing him the papers, his thumb brushing mine when he takes it. “Kat will take it in something like thirty minutes to an hour.”
“I’ll get this ready and let you know when it’s done.”
“Thanks counsellor”, I say going back to the door. “By the way”, I add, turning back to him, “remember that I don’t work this afternoon, it’s my…”
“Monthly lunch date with you dad”, he cuts me. “I know that Miss McCoy, you and I work together for a year, every third Thursday of the month, you have lunch and spend the afternoon with your dad and I always managed to look after myself on those days. So as usual, go eat with your dad and have fun with him. Maybe you’ll start your Christmas errands. Don’t worry for me Y/N, I can handle myself for an afternoon, he smiles at me again. So have a nice lunch and afternoon with your dad Y/N.”
“Have a nice afternoon, counse…”, I can see his finger raising, “Dominick”, I finish before going out, a small smile playing on my lips, almost bumping in Serena, the mail girl.
“Y/N”, she nods at me coldly.
“Serena”, I answer, mirroring her tone.
“Hello Dominick”, I can hear her say with that honeyed voice she uses every time she talks to him, making me sick.
When I go back to my desk, a pile of mail is waiting for me, next to it, two letters. The first one says, ‘Mr. John McCoy’ and the second one ‘Miss Y/N McCoy’. Even retired, my father still receives his invitation for the annual police and DA’s office ball. This year it’s a week before Christmas. As usual, I’m more like his plus one than a real guest, it seems that the office feels obligated to invite me to those balls because my father is the great Jack McCoy. A legend for some. I don’t know if counselor Carisi made the connection between my name and the fact that my father is probably one of the most famous ADA this city ever had, when I’m just a personal assistant.
Sometimes, I’m wondering if they accepted me here because of him, like he asked them for a favor. I started to work here eight years ago. Not as a PA, it would have been too good to be true. There was no place for me. I was put in the archives, doing research for the attorneys, the ADAs, the DAs, the police, everyone who needed it. For a little time, I was ADA Barba’s PA, his was sick and I did the job for two or three months, time she came back. Working with Barba was a learning experience. Of course, I’ve already seen my dad work as an ADA, because I spent a lot of time in his office when I was little after my mom left him, and me in the process, but working with Barba was different, he had different methods, a different way of working. Barba was a great guy, seemed righteous, he was nice to me, even if I can’t say that we were friends or close, I was utterly shocked when I heard about that baby story and that he resigned. I was back in my archive hole when I learned about it. I haven’t met counsellor Carisi, detective back then, while I helped Barba, to be honest, I worked at the other side of the hall, in a proper office, I just caught a glimpse of his tall blond frame from afar. My first impression from my viewing point, he made me think about the character of a book from my childhood, Daddy-Long-Legs. He was tall and lanky, just like the mystery man from the book. I never really saw his face nor his beautiful blue eyes before Vanessa Hadid assigned me to be his PA.
After Barba left, a new ADA came to town, Peter Stone. My father knew his, but Peter and I never met before. He was cute and very nice, he brought me teas and pastries almost every day, and from time to time, we had lunch together. One night, after a few drinks, Peter and I had sex. Nothing committed, just a one-night stand, with no promises, between two consenting adults. The next morning wasn’t even awkward, we both had our fun and we stayed friend, occasionally having lunch or a drink. His sister’s death totally crushed him, and he had a lot of problems. Alcohol, sex, he was on a downward spiral. He left after having been set up by a so-called friend.
Then, Sonny came along. On his first day, Ms. Hadid called me from her office and said I had to come upstairs. I complied, knowing that as she didn’t like me, I should obey. I straighten my clothes and put my hair in order in one of the bathrooms before knocking on her office door. She told me to come in and he was there. He turned around and smiled down at me. Blond hair, bright blue eyes, a charming smile, white teeth, tailored three-pieces blue suit, I was breathless, wondering why I never saw him closer before. I was totally swooned by the man in front of me. I might have stared too long because Ms. Hadid cleared her throat.
“Good morning Y/N let me introduce to you the new assistant district attorney, Dominick Carisi Jr. Counsellor Carisi, this is Y/N McCoy”, she introduced us both.
“Nice to meet you Ms. McCoy”, he said, smiling bigger and extending his hand.
“Nice to meet you too, counsellor Carisi”, I replied, letting him take my hand in his bigger one. “What can I do for you Ms. Hadid ?”, I finally asked, when he let go of my hand.
“Nothing, I just wanted to congratulate you on your promotion.”
“My promotion ma’am ?”, I asked, completely shocked.
“Yes, your promotion. You are, from now, ADA Carisi’s personal assistant. Congratulations.”
I didn’t know what to say. I just opened and closed my mouth like a goldfish out of its bowl. Was it a cruel joke ? After all this time she was finally giving me the position I applied for the first time I passed the Bureau’s door ? For real ?
“I… I… Thank… Thank you”, I stuttered. “I’m glad that you trust me enough to assist our new ADA.”
“I’m pretty sure that you will make a very good team”, she responded, smiling. “Let’s find you both an office”, she added.
An office, we didn’t get it before a few weeks ago. For a year, ADA Carisi and I moved from rooms to rooms, to rooms. It was the worst way to do our jobs. Forced to be in the same room for two very different works. Not that I didn’t like to be in the same room, who would complain after all, Dominick was, and still is, a charming and handsome man, always ready to please people around him and very dedicated to his job. Each morning, he brought me an Italian pastry, still does though, and I grew really fond of him. We exchanged a few things during the few breaks he took or during lunch break, that I had, and still have, to remind him. He explained his path to me, why he wanted to be a lawyer, after having been a cop. I told him about my dad being an attorney too, retired now, but not that he was one of the most important ADA this city had. I still think that it’s strange that he still haven’t made the connection. He asked me why I was a PA and I just answered that it was because I liked that job, and that I probably wasn’t made to be an attorney.
Hadid was right, Sonny and I made a great team. I can’t help but feel like if Hadid paired us, it’s because she don’t like us. ADA Carisi because he was a cop and still has a strong bond with SVU and me because of who my father is. She didn’t expect for us to be such a good team. After a year working together, we have a whole routine. I remind him when it’s time to eat or to have a break, so sometimes, we go together for fresh air, taking a coffee down the street when he’s not too busy. It has been strange a few weeks ago when Hadid finally told us that Sonny would have an office. I thought that finally we would have a proper room to work. When we saw his office, the first question he asked wasn’t to question about the inexistant windows of the room, but where I would work, because there were not enough room for two desks. Hadid simply shrugged and said that they would put a desk for me in the hallway, by the door. I know he was about to protest and to say that if I couldn’t have a proper office or couldn’t be in the same room, he wouldn’t accept that office. But I opened my mouth before he opened his and said it was perfect and that I was willing to wait a little for a proper office. That’s how I ended up here.
“Hey ! Earth to Y/N, are you here ?”
I snap back to reality feeling a hand shaking my shoulder.
“Jesus Christ Kat”, I almost shout. “You scared the shit out of me.”
“Well, I told you I was here but, it seems that you didn’t hear me. Too lost in your thoughts, looking down at those envelopes. DA ball”, she adds looking over my shoulder.
“Yep.”
“Going with your dad ?”
“As usual.”
My brown-haired friend sits down on the chair facing my desk.
“Coffee ?”, I ask her, and at the same time, Serena exits from ADA Carisi’s office, giggling.
“Have a good day Dominick”, she continues to giggle closing the door from Sonny’s office, and I can feel anger and jealousy rise in me, my free fist, and my jaw clenching. “Oh, and have a good day too McCoy”, she says, walking in front of me, pushing her little cart.
I really can’t stand that girl. She does everything to make me lose my mind.
“Just go ahead and punch her freaking face, I would gladly enjoy seeing that”, Kat states. “And to be honest, I don’t think that she’s Carisi’s type”, she adds.
“What ?”, I question, turning to her.
“You perfectly know what I’m talking about Y/N.”
“No”, I bite back.
“Oh yes, you know. You have a think for our ADA friend in here and I know it. And I’m not the only one who saw it.”
“Don’t be ridiculous Kat”, I sigh. “I have to tell him to not forget to eat when I’m gone.”
“Y/N , you’re mothering him, just like you do with your father”, Kat says.
“I don’t”, I respond. “I’m just reminding him that he has to eat and to take breaks sometimes. He’s so into his work that he barely think to eat, drink, or go to the bathroom. He’s really dedicated to what he’s doing.”
“Y/N”, Kat sighs, “Carisi is a big boy, he’s supposed to know when to stop.”
“Oh, he doesn’t believe me.”
“And you’re not his mom. But you could be his girlfriend. Getting lay would do you good. To both of you. And I saw how he looks at you. With enamored eyes.”
“He doesn’t look at me that way Kat, I’m just his assistant.”
“Well, if you don’t want to see, I’ll not insist. Let’s talk about that ball. I’m going too and my dear friend, this year, I’ll make a princess out of the perfect worker that you are !”
I can see the look on her face, and I really don’t like it. Kat and I met last year when she incorporate SVU team, we quickly became best friends.
“I’ll make your inner Cinderella pop out !”
“You’re scaring me.”
“And I found the perfect dress for you, and mask.”
“Mask ?”, I ask.
“Masquerade ball, baby. You would know it if you had opened those letters instead of daydreaming.”
“I don’t daydream Kat.”
“Yes, you do. And your reverie is about the tall, blond and handsome Italian behind that door.”
“Aren’t you here to get a warrant back for Captain Benson ?”, I ask, hoping that she will change of subject.
“I am, but I have time”, she replies. “I know you have your lunch date with your dad today, but I offer you something. Tomorrow night, girl’s night and then on Saturday, dress shopping. I found the perfect dress for you !”
“You looked for a dress for me ? Kat ! I’m a big girl, I can dress myself.”
“Yeah, with a sad black dress when you can look like a princess. Please, let’s have girl’s night tomorrow and let me show you the dress on Saturday. You’ll love it, I’m sure of it. That might be the perfect way to attract some ADA.”
“Good morning ladies”, my entire body stiffens when I hear Hadid’s voice and Kat jolts out of her seat.
“Ms. Hadid”, I say, nodding.
“Miss McCoy, Detective Tamin you’re here. To what do we owe the pleasure ?”, she asks Kat.
“I’m here for a warrant Ms. Hadid, and as I’m waiting for it, I’m having a conversation with my friend.”
“This is very nice from you detective, but Miss McCoy has some work to do and we don’t pay her to have little chats with her friends. Don’t make me regret to have promote you or I’ll have to send you back in your little hole.”
“I was about to ask ADA Carisi if he signed the warrant”, I say, before she can add anything.
“Fine”, Hadid states, “and then I hope that you’ll go back to work”, and she leaves.
“Really, you shouldn’t let her talk to you that way”, Kat tells me.
“That’s okay, I’m used to it now”, I sigh.
“You shouldn’t get used to it Y/N. You’re way better than that woman.”
At the same time, ADA Carisi’s door opens.
“Y/N, I have the warrant for…”, his voice very soft. “Kat”, he finishes his sentence seeing the dark-haired detective next to my desk. “Morning Kat.”
“Carisi”, she nods, a little smile playing on her lips because of the tone of Sonny’s voice when he thought I was alone.
“This is for you”, he says, handing her the piece of paper I printed earlier.
“Thank you. I’ll leave you two and I will go back to the precinct. Have a nice day Carisi. Y/N, see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow”, I reply, while Dominick just nods to her.
And she leaves, the paper in her hand.
“I heard that Hadid was here”, he turns to me.
“Yeah, she was, reminding me that I’m not paid to ‘have little chats with my friends’ and not to make her ‘regret to have promote me’, because she could send me ‘back in my little hole’”, I reply.
“Don’t let her impress you”, he says, putting his hand on my shoulder. “You’re a better person than she will ever be.”
I can feel my cheeks getting warmer and I’m probably blushing. That man really knows how to talk to me.
“Let’s go back to work”, he resumes. “I’ll need you and your fast tipper skills to help me for the Mendelson’s case for my plea.”
“Give me time to make more tea and coffee and I’m all yours”, I say, seeing him turning bright red, and I assume that I must look the same. “I didn’t mean. I wanted to say.”
“I know, I understood”, he says, before going back into his office.
Jeez dammit Y/N, you really had to…, I think, facepalming myself. A few minutes later, I enter his office with a fresh pot of hot coffee, sugar, and biscuits. I put down the tray on the side table and settle in front of the laptop next to it. Dominick gets up from his chair, his mug in one hand, a pile of papers with his handwriting in the other. He puts the sheets on the table before pouring himself some coffee and then a tea bag and hot water in my own mug, and settles it next to me, before putting some sugar in it.
“Thanks”, I smile up to him.
He just smiles back and starts to read his papers. We spend the next hour and a half to type, modify, revise the entire speech.
“I think we’re done”, he finally says, stretching in his chair.
I check one last time the document and hit the print button. From the inside of the office, we can hear the noise of the printer. We settle in a comfortable silence while the speech goes out of the printer.
“So”, he finally breaks the silence, “I supposed you received the invitation for the Christmas ball.”
“I did. I must admit that masquerade ball is an original idea.”
“Indeed. I’ll have to find a suit and a plus one, maybe.”
My heart aches when he talks about getting a plus one. When I said I grew fond of him, it was in fact a little more. Dominick ‘Sonny’ Carisi Jr. rocks my world for a year now and I love every part of him, from his ridiculously bright blue eyes to his passion for this job. I love the entire being he is.
“What about you ?”, he asks, making me snap back to reality.
“I’ll probably go with my father, as usual, if I go”, I answer. “Speaking of my father, I should go and refresh a little before he arrives”, I add checking the hour, getting up from my chair. “I’ll bring the sheets when I come back.”
And with that, I exist the office, walking to the bathroom. There I just look at myself in the mirror, trying not to cry because I’m pinning and crushing on my boss.
Sonny’s POV
I watch Y/N leaving my office. Why did I mention that I needed to find a plus one when I don’t want a plus one ? I don’t want to go to that ball with anyone else but her. But I never dared to ask her out. I saw the look on her face when I mention bringing someone with me, that she looked away, as if she was embarrassed by something. She rushed out so fast that I didn’t even had time to tell her that I’m going alone, or probably will bring my niece or one of my sisters. Of course, I’ll not bring a real date to office party, not when the girl that makes my heart sing is the one sitting on front of a desk outside of my office, accepting to work in a hallway just to still be my assistant.
I remember the first time I met Y/N, she had some dust at the bottom of her black pants and on her shoes. A little stain that she probably didn’t notice on her cheek. I knew she had worked for Barba for a few times, while his assistant was absent, but we never stumbled on each other. I looked at her, her Y/E/C hidden behind a pair of glassed, probably easier for her to see in the archives, her Y/H/C tied. When Ms. Hadid introduced each other, I heard some disdain in her voice, like she was despising her, still does though, and I didn’t and still don’t know why. It couldn’t be because Y/N was new here, like I was at the moment, nor because she has links with SVU. I don’t get how she can hate someone who’s so dedicated to her job like Y/N is, she loves what she’s doing, and we make a good team. She takes care of me, more than she should to be honest, reminds me to eat, drink, have some breaks. I remember once, she changed because she had a date, and I couldn’t help to feel jealous of the man she was seeing that night. She was so beautiful in that dress. It’s like every third Thursdays of the month. She has a monthly lunch and afternoon date with her father. On those days, she looks even more glowing. I must admit that I’m a little envious of her dad, you can see that she loves him very much and he has an important place in her life.
I rise my head from the paper in my hand and spot a man standing in front of Y/N’s office. He’s tall with grey hair and hazel eyes is rummaging through Y/N’s papers on her desk.
“Excuse me sir, can I help you ?”, I ask, exiting my office, after putting down the sheet in my hand.
“I’m looking for my daughter”, he answers. “Have you seen her ? Y/N McCoy, not very tall, Y/E/C, Y/H/C hair.”
“Yeah, Y/N, she’s my assistant. She’s in the bathroom right now. Excuse me sir, but these are confidential, and you don’t have the right to look at it”, I add, seeing him looking at the papers.
“Don’t worry son, I was on the job. Jack McCoy”, he says, extending his hand to me, introducing himself.
“Excuse me, Jack McCoy, like THE Jack McCoy”, I ask, grabbing his hand to shake it. “Y/N never told me that you were her father. Wow, I’m so impressed.”
“Seems so”, he answers. “And I bet you are Dominick Carisi Jr., former cop turned ADA. My daughter told me a lot about you. I don’t know if she told you that her grandfather was a cop, she admired him and she admires you. She says you’re an amazing ADA and that you are passionate by the job. She can’t stop gushing about you and how happy she is to work with such a dedicated person.”
“I can assure you Mr. McCoy that I am as equally happy to work with your daughter. She’s an amazing assistant, she takes care of me when I forget about my basic needs.”
“She did the same with me, since she’s a kid she’s taking care about everyone around her. She knows this office like the back of her hand you know, she spent a lot of time here when she was a child. Sometimes I worked very late and she fell asleep on the couch of my office. She was doing her homework in a corner of the office, lying on the carpet, reading a book while listening to music when I was auditioning people. No one was ever surprised to see her around.”
“I can imagine that”, I reply, picturing a little Y/N, wandering around the corridors of the DA’s building, or working for school, or even reading a book on an office couch, headphones on her hears while her father was working.
“Dad”, I can hear behind me, turn around to see that Y/N is back from the bathroom. “What are you already doing here ?”
Y/N’s POV
I enter one of the cabins to pee before going back. When I exit it, I wash my hands and look at myself again checking my make-up and putting some lipstick again, check my hair. When I judge myself decent again, I go out. I walk back from the bathroom, hearing some laughs and voices coming from counsellor Carisi’s office.
“Dad”, I say, spotting my father behind Dominick’s tall frame. “What are you already doing here ?”
“Y/N, sweetheart”, my father passes by counsellor Carisi to hug me. “I was a little early and I thought I would surprise you. That charming young man here said that you were in the bathroom, so we started to chat a little. I get why you like to work with that young man my darling, he’s really passionate about his job”, he adds, pointing the blond ADA with his thumb.
“If you don’t need me anymore Dominick, I’ll go.”
“Dominick ?”, my dad asks, raising his eyebrow.
“He told me not to call him counsellor, just like you did with your assistants.”
“Actually, I told her to call me Sonny, but she doesn’t”, he says, scratching the back of his head.
“It’s too familiar, you’re my boss after all.”
“Dad, if you’re ready we should go. Of course, if you don’t need me anymore”, I turn to counsellor Carisi.
“That’s good for me, you can go.”
“Thanks”, I reply, going behind my desk to grab my purse and to clean my desk. “Don’t forget to eat, to drink, and to take some break. I ordered you some food for your lunch, I prepared the few files you have to check. Don’t leave too late tonight, you have dinner at your parents”, I conclude, looking at Dominick while I list the things I planned for his afternoon. “Your tie, it’s not straight”, I say, looking at his neck, my hands reaching for the knot, his eyes meeting mine when I start to redo the knot, his face a few centimeters from mine, those pink lips I’d love to kiss for a year. “Here, all done”, I say, smoothing his suit jacket.
“Thanks”, he whispers.
“You’re welcome”, I respond, on the same tone.
Someone clears his throat next to us and I suddenly remember that my father is around. I step back from counsellor Carisi and grab the two letters on my desk.
“We should go. Have a nice afternoon Dominick.”
On that, I grab my coat and scarf and I head to the elevators.
“Nice to meet you Carisi, let’s meet again sometimes”, I can hear my father say, probably extending his hand to the counsellor to shake it.
“Pleasure is all mine counsellor McCoy, and I would love to”, my boss replies.
I press the button of the elevator, and when the door opens, I have the bad surprise to see Vanessa Hadid in the cabin.
“Miss McCoy, I see it’s time for your daddy-daughter lunch date”, she says, stepping out of the elevator, her eyes falling on my father who’s walking towards the elevators. “Counsellor McCoy, what a pleasure to finally meet you. I’m Vanessa Hadid”, she deceitfully adds, a fake smile on her face, extending her hand. “Let me say that I really admire your work and all you did for the city. I think some people should take your successes as examples”, she looks at me, “and do their job better. Speaking of which, Miss McCoy, don’t forget that you must list all the charges in your documents or the ADA and then the DA can’t do their job correctly.”
“I can assure you Ms. Hadid that my job is done correctly, and that ADA Carisi is very satisfied with my work.”
“I’m sure he’s very satisfied of your job, I can tell, but it’s not enough, and ADA Carisi is satisfied with little”, her remark makes me turn red. “I should remember that you’re just a little secretary and the fact that your father was one of the best ADA of this city doesn’t necessarily make you good at your work, what a shame.”
I can feel my anger boiling inside of my veins. That woman really treats me like crap.
“My daughter is a PA, Ms. Hadid and I can assure you that despite what you are thinking, she’s very good at her job and she knows what she’s doing, after all, she assisted me a lot when she was younger and her first job was to be my assistant, so if counsellor Carisi says he’s pleased with her work, believe me, he is. Good day Ms. Hadid, and unfortunately, I can’t say that it was a pleasure to meet you.”
With that, my father links his arm with mine and we step in the elevator.
Fifteen minutes later, we’re settle at our usual table at Giovanni’s, one of our favorite restaurants. My dad takes me here since I’m a child. It became one of our rituals.
“I’m surprised that you never told him that I was your father”, he says after the waiter took our orders. “That boy was practically fanboying over me. This was funny to see to be honest.”
“He’s unbeatable on the previous ADAs, and I’m not sure that he would have treat me normally if I had told him about our filiation. He’s very passionate about this job. I find it really cute”, I reply, drinking a sip of my lemonade.
“I don’t think that this is the only thing you find really cute about him.”
I almost choke on my drink, while he’s looking at me, a small smile playing on his lips before he drinks some of his whiskey.
“You shouldn’t let her treat you that way you know”, my dad suddenly says, after the waiter put down our plates in front of us, and I know he’s talking about Hadid. “I don’t like the way she talks to you, and the way she talks about that Carisi guy. Clearly, she doesn’t like any of you. But listen to me Y/N, she might be your employer, but don’t forget that you actually have a law degree. Just like her and just like that Daddy-Long-Legs for whom you work. Your ADA”, he adds, emphasizing the ‘your’.
“He’s not my ADA dad”, I sigh, praying that I don’t blush too much.
“I’ve seen the way he looks at you and the way you look at him, act around each other. You two act like a married couple without being one. But office relationship is not something I really advice.”
“Why ? Because of your own and disastrous experiment ?”, I ask more harshly that I intended.
He gives me a dirty look and I know I’ve gone too far. This is still a sensitive subject. Even if many years have passed, I know that he still feels guilty about Claire Kincaid’s death.
“Dad, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have talk to you like that. This was rude from me. I know you only want what’s best for me”, I say, reaching for his hand on the table.
“That’s okay Y/N, you’re an adult and I can’t spend my time to protect you nor make choices for you. He seems to be a nice and good guy and if something happens between the two of you, I’ll support you.”
“Thanks dad, but I don’t think that anything will happen between Dominick and me. And to talk about Hadid, I don’t want to risk getting fired, not when I love the job I’m doing and make a good team with the person I work for. I know I can find a PA job anywhere in the city and that I can work in another DA office, but I love working with SVU and with counsellor Carisi.”
“Promise me something then”, he starts, and I just nod, while he grabs my hand, “if she harasses you, you’ll report her. That woman is determined and tough, but I have no doubt that she would crush you, or Carisi, if she could.”
“I have no doubt about that either”, I respond, drinking some of my lemonade. “Don’t worry dad, if she goes too far, I’ll not hesitate to report her. I promise.”
We continue to eat, in a comfortable silence.
“Are you going at your mom for Christmas ?”, he asks.
“No. Last time I spoke to her, she reproached me to be too close to you. And I responded that she shouldn’t have to leave when I was a kid, I would probably be closer to her. Same thing as usual”, I shrug.
“You should be less hard with her.”
“She’s the one who chose that situation. Thank God, you never brought an evil stepmother or evil stepsisters home. Just your pretty and young coworkers.”
“What about your sister ?”, he asks.
“Rebecca ? Don’t have any news for a while. I think she has better things to do than spending time with her little half-sister who’s fifteen years younger than her. I think I might spend it by myself this year, unless you have nothing planned.”
“I’m already invited by a judge I worked with, in California. I can ask him if you can come if you want to.”
“No that’s okay, thanks dad, I’ll have a quiet night, I’ll order takeout and watch some movies. I’m used to be alone, remember.”
“That makes me sad to know that you will be alone on Christmas. You are young, you need to have some fun. Go to parties.”
“Speaking of parties”, I say, taking the envelopes from my bag, “I had those this morning.”
I hand him his letter announcing the annual Christmas ball.
“Masquerade”, he reads, after taking the letter out of the envelop. “Does that mean they expect us to wear a mask ?”, he asks, not really thrilled at that perspective.
“That’s exactly what they expect”, I reply, taking a bite of food from my plate. “It could be fun, for once.”
“Are you going ?”
“I have to, I can’t skip my job’s Christmas party, especially not when I’m the daughter of Jack McCoy.”
“What are you going to wear ?”, he questions.
“I don’t know, it seems that Kat found something for me, she seems to have decided to play Fairy Godmother with me. Said she found me a gown to wear on that night, to pop-up my inner Cinderella”, I sigh.
“Maybe you should let her do it, she’s your friend, she wants to help you.”
“I know. What about you, are you coming ?”
“I’m going every year, with you since you’re a child, I’m not going to skip that year either, after all they probably will be expecting for me. Especially that boss of yours.”
He folds the letter in two before putting it in his pocket. We finish our lunches and then spend the afternoon walking in Central Park, going to the zoo, another old tradition from my childhood. I must admit that dad freed up some time for me more than he did for Rebecca. Maybe that’s one of the reasons why she doesn’t really like me. Well, I don’t really think that dad took care more about me than about her. I know he did spend more time with me, but that’s because my mother left. I spent countless nights on the couch of his office, countless days doing my homework on the spare table of his office, sitting in a court room, waiting for him to finish work, eating sandwiches instead of real meals, sometimes a hot meal from the restaurant down the street. When I was old enough to take care of myself, I stayed home, but I found my way back to my dad’s office for my first job during the holidays. I was helping, just like his assistant. Little by little I learned to love that job, helping the ADA, being here when he speaks with the victims, trying to help said victim, somehow investigating for him. Yes, I went to law school and had my degree, and I could be a lawyer, but being the ADA’s PA, was what I really wanted, I couldn’t guess that for a while I would be stuck in the archives.
After our afternoon, my dad takes me back to my apartment. After we agreed on going at the Masquerade ball together as we do every year.
The next day is busy. I wasn’t expected for the trial to be that soon. We had a message when I barely arrived that a court and a judge was available for today. The file is complete, we explained to Malia, the victim, all she had to know and that she has to stuck with what she told us, trying to not be destabilized by the other lawyer, everything is ready and we’re sitting at court, when we get the list of the defense’s witnesses.
“There is someone I don’t know on it. Look, a last-minute addition”, counsellor Carisi tells me, pointing the name of a man.
“What do you want to do ? Do you want me to do a quick research ? That name is ringing a bell to me. As if my father had a trial with a man having the same name. Give me an hour or two, I can probably find something”, he just nods and with that, I rise from my chair and go out of the courtroom.
I almost run to my office, quickly making a research in the archives. Bingo, I knew it. Quickly printing what I’ve found, I go back to the courthouse as fast as I can to assist counsellor Carisi. When I arrive again inside of the courthouse, I slide next to my boss, noticing that the man is already in the witness booth.
“Howard Caplan convicted for rape almost twenty years ago. That’s why the name rang a bell to me, my dad was in charge of his trial. Caplan is a rapist, a murderer, and a liar. He’s one of those people who think that victims deserved what happened to them. He’s out because he was released for good behavior three years ago. If you want my opinion, this is a big fuck you to his victims. I was in courthouse when he was found guilty, I was young, but I will remember that face all my life, the face of a monster. The MO is the same, Caplan is probably Rowell’s mentor”, I whisper in Carisi’s ear.
“How did you find it ?”, he asks me, after I show him the paper with the information he needed for the trial.
“I’m the daughter of a retired ADA and the granddaughter of a cop, that makes me really good at sticking my nose into someone’s past, plus this was in the archives I had to type when I worked in my little mouse hole”, I wink at him. “Now you know what buttons to push.”
“Y/N, you’re amazing, I could kiss you”, he says louder, and I turn bright red, and so does he when he realize what he just said. “I mean with no ulterior motive.”
“Counsellor Carisi, if you and Miss Y/L/N have to talk of personal matters, I suggest you do it outside of my court”, the judge shouts in our direction, looking at us.
“I’m sorry your honor.”
“Sorry”, I repeat, and she sighs.
Dominick’s squeezes my hand under the table as another way to say ‘thank you’, his long fingers caressing my palm, a very intimate gesture. I bite my lower lip trying not to sigh in pleasure, and to pay attention to what’s said.
“Counsellor Carisi, do you have things to ask the witness ?”
“Yes, your honor”, he responds the judge, letting go of my hand and standing up, buttoning his jacket, I can see the gearwheel turning into his head.
And for five minutes straight, using the information I gave him, he managed to make Caplan admit that he is Rowell’s mentor and that he didn’t want to kill and rape by himself now not to go back in prison. But his confession is a violation to his parole, so he’s arrested right here and there. As for Rowell, he’s declared guilty by the jury. I sigh in relief when the verdict is said, looking at Malia, who’s sitting right behind me, Captain Benson, and Kat at her sides.
“Thank you so much counsellor Carisi”, she says, hugging him tight.
“Actually, I’m not the one you should thank. Y/N found about Caplan’s past. She helped me a lot”, he tells her, slightly grabbing my hand in his.
I swallow the lump in my throat while his stares at me right in the eyes.
“Thank you, Y/N, you’ve been really nice with me during this all thing”, Malia turns to me and hugs me, making counsellor Carisi let go of my hand.
“You’re welcome Malia. Don’t forget that if you need something, you can contact me.”
“I know, thank you”, she says, hugging me again and tighter, before letting go of me.
Malia exits the courtroom with her mother and sister.
“Thank you, Y/N, I don’t know what I would do without you”, Dominick’s voice says next to me.
I turn to him, his blue eyes are sparkling, while he steps towards me, his gaze never leaving mine.
“Y/N, I’d like to…”
“Y/N, you were amazing”, Kat jumps in, cutting counsellor Carisi, and hold me in her arms. “You and I are officially off duty so let girl’s night begin !”
From the corner of my eye, I can see Dominick leaving the courthouse alongside with Captain Benson. He slightly turns his head towards me, and I can see sadness in his eyes. I grab my bag and follow Kat who drags me outside of the building.
“Don’t tell me that you never noticed the way he looks at you”, Kat says, after at least our fifth or sixth drink.
“He’s not looking at me in any way. Our relationship is strictly professional”, I slur, as drunk as she is.
“And the way you look at him.”
“I’m not looking at it in any way either.”
“You both look like two idiots in love, but you’re too idiots to notice”, she gulps her drink and waves at the waiter for another. “He looks like a lovesick puppy in love.”
The waiter puts down another drink in front of her.
“And besides”, she continues, “today he literally said that he could kiss you, in court, in front of everyone. That you can’t deny.”
At those words, I remember what happened after the judge called us to order, his hand touching mine, little circles on my palm, his hand almost sliding in mine and then, the judge asking him to question the witness, only those thoughts make my cheeks turning red again.
“He just said that because he was happy I found the information. I don’t think he intended to do it”, I sigh, sipping my mojito.
“You know what you need, you need to get laid ! When was the last time you had a good fuck ?”
“Kat !”, I shout.
“What ? You’re gorgeous, clever and you need to get that tall blond and handsome Italian out of your mind. You two act like a married couple without being one.”
“That’s funny you say that my dad told me exactly the same yesterday.”
“And he’s right”, she gulps her drink once again. “Another”, she waves one more time at the waiter.
“No more drinks for you two ladies, you already had way too many and I ordered a cab for you two to go home safely, ride’s on me”, he winks at us. “And this is my number”, he adds, handing me a piece of paper with his phone number on, “in case that guy you like doesn’t open his eyes.”
I thank him and put the paper in my pocket. A few minutes later, the doors opens to a woman around Kat and I’s age and the waiter waves at her to indicate that we are the customers. The ride home has us sleepy and at the second we pass my front door, Kat collapses on the couch, and I manage to reach my room, after putting a plaid on her so she won’t catch a cold. She’s right, I mother people too much. Then, I finally allow myself to sleep when I fall on my bed.
The next morning, I wake up with a slight headache, fully clothed and Kat’s groan from the living room.
“Fuck, my head.”
I stretch like a cat on the mattress, feeling my whole-body crack before getting up.
“Good morning to you too”, I say, stepping in my living room.
“How could you let me drink that much ?”, she asks.
“Nothing can seem to have stopped you, so I rather drank too”, I respond, shrugging. “What do you think about breakfast ?”
“Give me some aspirin first”, she says, sitting on the couch, massaging her temples.
I turn around and walk to the kitchen. I open a cupboard and pull out two glasses, before filling it with water. I open the meds cabinet and take two aspirin pills, then I head back to the living room.
“Here you go”, I hand her one of the pills and one of glasses of water before gulping my own pill and water.
“Thank God”, she thanks me, taking the glass and the pill.
“Oh, you can just call me Y/N, you know”, I joke, and she chuckles. “What about breakfast now ?”, I ask.
“I thought you would never ask”, she answers, rising from the couch.
She follows me to the kitchen. I take grab two mugs and start the coffee maker and the kettle.
“So, dress shopping today”, she states, very seriously when I put some bread, butter, spread and jam in front of her. “I will doll you up for the love of Carisi.”
“You’re obsessed Kat.”
“Me ? No, I just want my best friend’s happiness.”
I rise an eyebrow, not really knowing what to answer to that. I appreciate Kat’s efforts to help me having a love life, but I really don’t really see why she absolutely wants to set me up with Carisi. I recognize that I have a massive crush on my boss, but regarding my dad’s situation when I was younger, I don’t think this is a good idea.
“Stop trying to set me up with my boss please.”
“No”, she replies, a sly smile on her lips.
I pour some coffee in her mug and some water in mine before I hand her the steamy coffee. We take our breakfast in a comfortable silence before each of us take a shower. As Kat and I are used to sleep at each other’s home after a night outside or for a girl’s night, we have spare clothes at each other’s.
“Are you ready ?”, she asks, as soon as I go outside of my bedroom, slipping my head into a NYC sweater.
“Is it normal that I am frightened about that dress story ?”, I question.
“I promise you that you have nothing to be afraid about. I swear that you will love that dress and look stunning in it. It was made for you.”
I sigh, I don’t really have a choice, I need a dress for the DA’s office Christmas Ball and I also know that Kat doesn’t give up that easy. She almost drags me from my apartment to the subway. Thirty minutes later, she stops in front of a little clothes shop.
“How did you find this place ?”, I ask her, knowing that the kind of dress I can see in the window display.
Indeed, a lot of the dresses I can see look like prom gowns or princesses’ dresses. So far from Kat’s usual clothing. I never wore a dress like this, not even for my prom. To be honest, I didn’t even go to prom, no one invited me, and I didn’t want to go there alone, instead, I spent the night at the restaurant with my dad who then, took me to a musical, a quiet night to celebrate my high school graduation and acceptation to law school. I look at one of the dressing and then close my eyes, imaging myself in it, looking like a princess, waltzing with a tall blue-eyed Italian in a three pieces-suit.
“Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Earth to Y/N, come back here”, my eyes shoot open. “You were daydreaming again, and according to the smile on your face, I know who you were daydreaming about”, she sings-song mockingly.
“I wasn’t daydreaming about Sonny”, I poorly defend myself too quickly, probably blushing in the process.
“Ah ! I knew it !”, she points at me. “But you’re not going into one of these dresses. There is a special one waiting for you inside”, she adds, dragging me inside of the store.
“Kat, you’re here !”, a woman says behind the counter. “And I bet this is the friend you told me about. The one for the dress”, she adds, smiling at me. “Come in darling”, she moves from her spot and grabs my hand to pull me towards fitting rooms, before making me step on a pedestal. “You were right I’m sure the dress will be perfect for her. Please sweetheart, take off your coat so I can see if the size is the good one.”
I do what she says, shrugging my coat off my shoulder. She points at my sweater that I take off too.
“Perfect, she’s gonna be perfect for my dress”, she claps her hands after turning around me.
“I told you it was made for her. And he’s gonna be crazy about it.”
“Can you please stop talking as if I wasn’t in the room ?”, I question, annoyed.
“Yes, sorry sweetie. You’ll step in that fitting you and remove your clothes, socks and shoes too, just stay in your underwear, and I’ll come with the dress and help you slip in it. There are no mirrors in the room, so you’ll not see yourself before we come back here”, I just nod. “Come on, undress and I’ll get the dress.”
Just before I close the fitting room door, I can see the woman locking the front door and turning the open/close sign. I undress as she told me, hopping I’ll not die of cold before she comes back.
“Well, are you ready dear ?”, I hear less than two minutes later, and when I say yes, she comes in, carrying a huge slipcover. “Turn around and close your eyes. Kat wants it to be a surprise”, I comply, I don’t want to offend Kat, especially when she wants to make me a surprise. “Lift your arms, yes perfect”, I can feel the soft fabric of the dress on my skin. One hand puts my right shoulder under a brace, hands smooth the top of the dress around my chest, strings are pulled behind my back, and finally, the skirt is behind deployed around my legs and feet. “Put your hands on the wall, I’ll put the shoes on your feet.” I obey one more time, feeling my feet slipping in, making me a little taller. “Come on darling, eyes closed still, you’ll follow me.”
She grabs my hands and guides me back to the store.
“Oh my God, Y/N, you’re stunning”, Kat says from I don’t know where.
“Well, for now, I have to believe you as I haven’t seen myself yet.”
“Believe me, you look like a princess.”
“Mind the step”, the store woman warns me. “One more little thing and you can open your eyes.”
I can feel her putting something on my shoulders. A soft and light fabric, maybe tulle caresses my skin.
“Open the mirrors Kat please”, she says. “Okay, now sweetheart, you’ll open your eyes and see yourself. On three. One. Two. Three.”
I open my eyes. There are mirrors all around and reflecting in those, me, in the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen in my life.
“It’s... I…”, I don’t know what to say, I barely recognize myself. I look like Cinderella. The dress is blue, with light blue and golden strass on the bustier which has only one shoulder strap, the other goes under my left arm, little blue straps in the back. The skirt is perfect, made of silk covered with blue tulle, with silver glitters, is not too big nor too small. A tulle shawl is covering my shoulders and tied on my chest. I lift the skirt to check on the shoes. They are the same color as the dress, blue with silver glitters. “Oh my god”, I manage to finally say after looking at me in the mirrors. “Kat, you were right, I look like a princess.”
“Least but not last”, the shop owner comes back near me, a sliver mask matching my dress in her hands. “I designed it for you, especially for the dress”, she adds, putting it on my nose.
I look at the mask, on the silver base, there are blue patterns on the left side and a golden butterfly on the right, with some pearls on its wing. I step down the pedestal and hug Kat tight.
“You’re going to be the most beautiful woman of that ball.”
Three weeks after the dress fitting, and said dress hanging on my wardrobe, in a slipcover, waiting to be worn tomorrow at the DA Christmas Ball. Those last three weeks have been pretty calm, which was unexpected considering the time of the year. Usually, Christmas is one of the busiest times of the year. During those three weeks, I spent a lot of times with Dominick and he was dashing as usual. His blue eyes sparkling when talks about his nieces waiting for Santa to give them gifts. The ball is tomorrow and then, next Saturday it’s Christmas Eve, and on Sunday Christmas, that I’ll spend on my own this year. Maybe it’ll do me good, the occasion to rest and rethink my life maybe.
“Well, I think we don’t need to stay here any longer”, counsellor Carisi says, going out of his office. “You can turn this off Y/N, I don’t think that something will happen now. Friday, 5:30 pm, no calls from SVU since last week. I must admit that I’m glad that this year is calm, not like last year where we had work all over our heads.”
He smiles at me and my heart nearly misses a beat. That man will be the death of me someday. Why am I not even capable to ask him for a drink or a lunch date sometimes, just the two of us, no work between us and especially, no Vanessa Hadid, who just happened to appear in the corridor where my desk is, when Dominick is about to speak again.
“Carisi, McCoy”, she calls us. “You both can leave, we don’t have any more work, so we can call it a week. Go get a drink or grab something to eat, enjoy your evening. See you both at the ball tomorrow. Well, if I manage to recognize you”, she adds, before leaving.
I turn off my computer to see that he came back into his office, probably to take his coat and turn off the light. Then, he comes back when I rise from my chair, putting my scarf around my neck.
“Y/N, before Ms. Hadid arrived and interrupted us, I was about to tell you that it’s still early and I wanted to ask you if you’d like to…”
“Y/N !”, I hear my dad’s voice shooting from behind.
“Dad ? What are you doing here ?”, I question, turning to him, taken by surprise.
“Taking you to dinner sweetheart, it wasn’t planned but as we are going to the DA ball tomorrow and also because I won’t be here the next two weeks so we won’t have our lunch date, I thought that we could spend the evening together.”
“I… Yes dad, of course”, I respond, “give me a minute please”, he nods, and I turn back to my boss. “What did you want to ask me Dominick ?”
“Never mind, another time maybe”, he answers, looking disappointed. “You should spend a good night with your father and enjoy it. I’ll see you tomorrow, try to save me a dance. Have a nice evening. It was a pleasure to see you again Mr. McCoy”, he says, before extending his hand to my father to shake it.
“Did I interrupt something ?”, my father asks once Sonny is out of view and ears.
“You’re the second person interrupting when he’s about to ask me something”, I whisper, not loud enough for him to hear it.
“What ?”
“Nothing”, I sadly smile at him. “Let’s go for a walk and maybe, I’ll find your Christmas present on the way”, trying to be as joyful as possible, feeling bad for Dominick who twice tried to say something and was interrupted, once by our shrew boss, the second time by my good intentioned father.
“If you want my opinion, that boy probably wanted to ask you on a date. He’s got a thing for you.”
“Dad, we already talked about it, don’t be ridiculous. Let’s go now, would you”, I conclude, slipping my coat on my shoulders.
The evening passed fast and the next day is here too soon. Kat joins me in the afternoon to get ready. Her friend from the store showed her how to put the dress on me.
“There you go”, she says, putting a little more red lipstick on my lips. “Perfect.”
She turns me to the mirror, and I look at myself. I already loved the dress when I tried it, but I love it more this time with make-up and my hair done. I take a look at Kat’s outfits. She wears a black suit, with a little touch of make up on her eyes.
“You really are something else Katriona Tamin.”
“What ? Because I don’t wear a dress ?”
“No because you’re really something else. I’ve never had a friend who did for me what you have done. I don’t even know if anybody’s friend already did that. You saw a dress, booked it for me convinced that it would fit, you support me and help me when I need something. I’m glad I met you Kat Tamin and it’s an honor to call you my best friend. Thank you”, I say, hugging her tight.
“Oh, don’t thank me now Y/N McCoy, you’ll thank me when you and Carisi are married, having kids and when you’ll ask me to be the godmother of your first born.”
“Kat !”
“Don’t pretend to be offended. If tonight he doesn’t fall for you, I’ll kick his ass myself.”
We start to laugh when we’re interrupted by the doorbell.
“Hey dad”, I greet him, opening the door.
“Hello sweetheart”, he responds, kissing my forehead. “You look radiant”, he adds, taking a step back to look at me.
“Thanks daddy. I feel like a princess”, I turn on myself to show him the back of the dress.
“Don’t forget this !”, Kat says, handing me my mask. “Hi Mr. McCoy.”
“Miss Tamin. What an interesting choice of outfit. But it suites you.”
“Thank you, Mr. McCoy. You look very good yourself.”
“Thanks, I just didn’t put that on”, he says, waving the mask in his hand. “This is ridiculous.”
“That’s not ridiculous dad, that’s the principle of a masquerade ball.”
“We should go, or we will be late”, Kat states.
“I have a little surprise for you girls”, my dad says once I lock the door.
Indeed, a very big surprise, I was expecting a cab waiting for us, but a limo is parked in front of my building. The driver opens the door and help Kat and I to climb in the car. The ride is quick and before I can realize it, we’re in front of the city hall where the ball takes place. We put our masks on before exiting the car.
“Can you please take us back at midnight ?”, my father asks the driver.
“Of course, sir. Have a nice night”, and with that, he comes back in car and drives away.
I rise my head and notice that the city hall has been decorated for the occasion with a lot of white lights in the shape of snowflakes. My father starts to climb the stairs, followed by Kat.
“Dad wait a minute please. Promise me something. Don’t drink too much tonight please.”
“Be here at midnight or I’ll leave without you.”
That said, he offers me his arm to climb the stairs, Kat by my side. I hand to the person at the door our invitations and we come in. The inside of the ballroom is more beautiful than the outside. There is a huge white Christmas tree, decorated with some Christmas balls, garlands and lights. The walls are full of colorful ribbons. There are tables, full of food and drinks all around the dancefloor, a disco ball hanging on the celling, a DJ is placed in the far end of the room. All around us, there are people wearing masks, so that’s impossible to say who’s who.
“I’ll go grab a drink”, my dad says. “I’ll see you later”, and with that he leaves.
“I want to ferret a little around. If I don’t see you again before you leave, I’ll call you tomorrow”, she says, kissing my cheek. “Have a good night Cinderella”, she winks at me before walking away.
I sigh, finding myself alone in the middle of that big party. I take a glass of champagne of the table and sip on it and taste one of the appetizers on a plate next to the drinks. I start to wander around, climbing the stairs to the balcony, looking down at the ball room, watching the first dancers evolving on the dancefloor. I don’t know who they are and I’m not sure that they know who they are dancing with, but everyone seems to be happy with that. I go back downstairs, wandering on the first floor. Music is blasting from the loudspeakers while I’m still walking around almost walking through I don’t know what door, when a hand touch my arm and stops me. I turn around to see who it is, and my eyes meet with a pair of blue ones. The tall man in front of me is starring, before he grabs my hand and take it to his lips, laying a kiss on it. I can’t properly see his face because of my mask, and his only let me see his eyes, his mask sort of looking like the one of Erik, The Phantom of the Opera, I can only see his mouth, not his nose nor the shape of his face, he wears a black suit, Phantom of the Opera style too, matching his mask. Then, silently, he lightly turns his gaze towards the dancefloor, silently asking for my permission to dance and I just nod. He leads me to the middle of the dancefloor. He takes my hand in his and slides his arm around my waist while I put my other hand on his shoulder, and we start to sway to the music. I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do, the song says, while his eyes are never leaving mine. It’s just him and I lost in the middle of the crowd, locked in a bubble, where nothing else exists but my mysterious dance partner. The more we sway, the more I feel I’m where I’m meant to be, even if I don’t know who he is, I feel good in the arms of that unknown man, who doesn’t seem to know who I am either. The more the song passes, the more I want to kiss him, my eyes go from his eyes to his lips and I think that he must have understand because he leans towards me. I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do, the song says again when our lips finally touch. My mysterious partner has soft lips, I tighten my grip on his shoulder when he deepens the kiss.
The song ends and it’s like our bubble doesn’t burst. He looks at me smiling, pecking my lips once again, before dragging me behind him towards the inner gardens. I’m giggling like a teenager, living my prom in my early thirties instead of at seventeen. He presses me to one of the pillars of the city hall, his right hand on it while his left hand cups my right cheek and his lips find mine again. My hands find his arms and I’m sliding them until I reach the back of his neck, pulling him a little more into me. I’ve never been kissed like this, ever. I don’t know how long I stay here, kissing a perfect stranger but it feels so right and maybe, just maybe for once, I can allow myself not to think about Dominick Carisi Jr. I’m still in my bubble until I hear it.
“Goddamn it, where is she ?!”, I recognize my dad’s voice, opening my eyes wide, pulling away from my strange one-night lover and also realize that the city hall clock strikes midnight.
“What is it ?”, my mysterious man asks, whispering.
“I… I have to go”, I answer, murmuring too. “I’m sorry”, I add, pecking his lips one more time before running for my life.
I think he didn’t had time to process because I have time to reach the main entry of the city hall.
“Hey, wait !”, I can hear behind me, but I don’t have time to care about him.
“Dad, wait”, I shoot, from the top of the stairs when I see him walking towards the limo, and by the way he walks, I can say that he drank more that he should have. “Dad”, I lift my dress and start to run down the stairs.
I manage to reach the car, after I struggled with a hole in the stairs and the heel of one of my shoes.
“There you are”, my dad’s drunk voice greets me when I sit down, and the driver starts to drive. “I saw you kissing I don’t know who. I know I told you you should have fun, but I didn’t think that you would take it that way. “What ?”, he asks suddenly.
“My shoe, I lost one of my shoes, and my shawl”, I say, looking down at my feet, unknotting my mask.
“Well play, now your mysterious prince charming is going to make all the girls from New York trying that shoe to find you.”
“Dad, please stop”, I just manage to say, too tired to bite back at him, because all I want now is to go back home and sleep, probably replaying myself the dance and the kiss to put myself to sleep.
Sonny’s POV
I’m dressing myself, hoping that this will have a good effect for the masquerade ball. I made some research before I chose my outfit for tonight. I didn’t really want to look like a prince charming, I wanted to try something different and I remembered that Y/N once mentioned that there was a masquerade ball in a musical she has seen several times with her father when she was younger, The Phantom of the Opera. I checked online to see what the suit and the mask looked like and I decided to wear it. I just took a mask that was a little different.
“Hey Carisi, nice disguise”, Fin says when he parks in front of my building.
“Wanted to do something a little less conventional than usual, play the game”, I respond.
“Play the game dressing as The Phantom of the City Hall ?”, he mocks me. “Maybe you do that for a certain Y/H/C with Y/E/C lady.”
“She’s supposed to be here, with her father, but with the masks, I’m not sure that I’ll recognize her, she can be dressed in any outfit.”
“Let’s just hope you’ll find her. Now we better get going, I have to take Phoebe on the way.”
We stop by Phoebe’s apartment where she comes out dressed in an amazing dress. Once at the city hall and in the ball room, I look around to see if I spot Y/N or Mr. McCoy, or maybe Kat, as she and Y/N are best friend, she probably knows how she’s dress. After a first drink and some appetizers, I grab another champagne glass and go upstairs, looking at the ball room from the balcony. That’s when I see her. No not Y/N. A girl with Y/H/C in a blue dress, with a matching mask, a butterfly covering half of her face. I don’t know what she’s doing, but she’s looking at everything in an awe. I don’t know why but I feel attract by that girl, I gulp my coupe and go back downstairs. I don’t know what she’s searching or looking for but she’s about to go in a room she can’t go. I don’t say a word, just touch her arm. She turns around, she’s stunning, outstanding, she takes my breath away. A real princess. I just grab her hand and kiss it. I look at the dancefloor, silently asking her if she wants to dance, she just nods and smile. I take her in the middle of it, we’re surrounded by other people. I take her hand in mine and put my other hand on her hip, while she puts her free hand on my shoulder. We sway slowly, following the slow rhythm of the song, some tune that was released when I was like fifteen. I never leave her eyes, gorgeous Y/E/C eyes. I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do, I don’t even know who she is but those are words I would tell that girl. Those are words I would tell Y/N if I dared to tell her how I feel about her, but I’ll probably never say it. At some point I can see her eyes travelling from my eyes to my lips, I’m attracted to her and I want to kiss her, badly. Once again, I silently ask her, and she silently agrees. I press my lips to hers in a slow but tender kiss. Her fingers tighten around my shoulder. Nothing else exists but her and me, it’s like there is a bubble around us. The song ends but I don’t want that night to finish. I peck her lips one more time and take her hand to go to the pillars near the inner gardens. She giggles and I find that this is the cutest sound I’ve ever heard. I press her to one the pillars, I steady myself putting my right hand on the pillar and I cup her cheek with my left hand, and I kiss her again. That’s the first time I kiss a total stranger and it’ll probably be the last time, but it feels right. Her hands go up my arms and find their place behind my neck pulling me into her. I don’t know how long our kiss lasts, but suddenly, she pulls away.
“Goddamn it, where is she ?!”, a voice shouts from I don’t know where and the city hall clock strikes midnight.
“What is it ?”, I ask her, whispering.
“I… I have to go”, she answers, murmuring too. “I’m sorry”, she adds, pecking my lips one more time before she runs for her life.
I’m completely taken aback as she runs away.
“Wait !”, I shout, running after her, but she’s already at the other side of the room, still running. I might have long legs, the crowd stops me to reach her.
I look over people’s heads to see her, her head turning from right to left as if she’s looking for someone. Suddenly, she’s on the run again.
“Hey, wait !”, I shout, making people looking at me.
I see her running down the stairs and when I finally reach the entry and go down the stairs, she dives into a limo and the car leaves.
“Wait !”, I shout once again, going down the stairs, trying to catch the car, but it’s too late.
With rage I rip off the mask from my face.
“Fuck !”
“Carisi, what’s going on ?”, I can see Kat at the top of the stairs.
“There’s, there’s that girl, I danced with her she… She…”, I suddenly stop seeing a blue shoe stuck in the concrete of the stairs and a blue tulle shawl fluttering around.
I bend to take the shoe and I can see Kat going down to me, the blue shawl in her hands.
“Oh, she really made her inner Cinderella pop out, dancing with the prince, loosing a shoe, leaving at midnight”, she says.
“What ?”, I ask.
“Nothing”, she answers.
“You know who she is don’t you ?”, I question her.
“I’m not saying a thing”, she responds. “You will have to find your princess by yourself”, she adds, handing me the shawl.
I take the shawl in my hands along with the shoes and turn back to where the car disappeared, not knowing how I’ll be able to find who that girl is.
Y/N’s POV
I slept at my dad’s after the Masquerade ball, I let the dress flood around my feet in my childhood room and find a few clothes I let in the apartment in case I have to sleep here. Nothing changed since the moment I left home, the decoration is still the same, the sheets on the bed are still the ones with animals and I found an old pink pajama in the chest of drawers. My phone beeps, it’s a message from Kat ‘Girl, I saw you dancing with that guy and most importantly kissing him. Who is he ? So, no more pinning over Carisi ? I want to know everything. Love ya’. I respond her that we will talk about it later. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep, replaying in my head the dance and the kiss.
The next morning, my father drops me at my apartment before going at the airport and wishing me a merry Christmas. I wave at him when the car goes away, sighing, wondering how I’ll get my shoe back and if I’ll ever know who my mysterious prince charming was.
The next three days nothing really happen either, at work it’s still really calm, and I take advantage of it to clean a little and sort the old files which are ready to go in the archives. Sonny seems to be somewhere else, in his own world, I don’t know what he’s thinking about, lost in his thoughts, only snapping back to Earth when I knock on the door. He barely speaks or asks me things, plays with his food when we eat. He seems to look at something that he hides when I enter his office. It’s Wednesday and frankly I don’t really know what to do. I had a phone call with Kat, who asked me about my prince charming if I found out who he was, and I said no. I also told her that I lost one of my shoes and my shawl and asked if she found it or anyone, she said she didn’t see any blue shoe nor shawl and that I should ask the city hall. That I did but, they didn’t find it either. I wonder who can have my shoe and my shawl. Well, I’m not sure that anyone would do anything with a thin tulle shawl and a single shoe.
I continue to sort my files, humming the song I danced on with my mysterious blue-eyed prince charming.
Sonny’s POV
I have the impression that I spend my time starring at this shoe sing Saturday night. It’s Wednesday and I still don’t know to whom it belongs to, nor the tulle shawl. Luckily, we don’t really have work so I can think about what happened during the ball than being distracted of my work. I take the shoe and the shawl everywhere with me, hiding it when someone, mostly Y/N, knocks on the door. Serena came in between and gushed about the ball, saying it was a shame that she didn’t see or dance with me. But she spoke about that mysterious girl with the Cinderella dress dancing with an also mysterious man dressed as the Phantom of the Opera and that a lot of persons are talking about them, the mysterious couple. I clearly understood that she was jealous because she wasn’t the center of the attention. Knowing her a little, she would have brag about herself if she was the girl in the Cinderella dress. Honestly, I’m relieved that it’s not her. Actually, I’d preferred that Cinderella was Y/N to choose. She’s very quiet for the last three days, I’m not really talkative either, each of us in our own world. I didn’t even ask her how the ball was for her. We don’t have a lot to do, it’s almost like criminals decided to be nice this year.
It’s very early and I don’t have a lot to do and I think that Y/N doesn’t have a lot to do either, I could take her out for lunch, we have plenty of time. She started to sort old files to store them in the archives, but I don’t think she has many to do after two days of doing it already. I open the door and I can hear her softly humming a song. At first, I don’t recognize it, but then ‘I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do’. The song, the Masquerade ball song, the I danced on with Cinderella. It’s her, Cinderella is Y/N ! Realization strikes, same hair color, same eyes, how couldn’t I even realize it before ? I step back in my office and take the shoe and the shawl out of the drawer before going back to the hall.
“I wanna stand with you on a mountain, I wanna bathe with you in the sea, I wanna lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me.”
Hearing these words, she turns around, looking at me with wide eyes, falling on the shoe and the shawl between my hands.
Y/N’s POV
Behind me, I hear the chorus of the song from the ball. I turn around and I can feel my eyes widen when I realize that prince charming is Dominick freaking Carisi Jr., my own boss, the guy I’m heads over heels for, for a year. My eyes fall on the shoe in his hand, my shoe, the one I lost.
“It was you all along”, he almost murmurs. “I think this is yours”, he adds, kneeling in front of me before I can even rise from my chair.
He removes my left shoe from my foot and slips the blue one on. I don’t even respond, I just look into his beautiful blue orbs, wondering how I couldn’t see that it was him all along. How couldn’t I not recognize someone I see almost every day for more than a year. He gets on his feet and holds his hand to me so I can get up too. None of us say a word, he just slips the shawl around my shoulders.
“It seems that people are talking about us”, he says, his voice still soft and without raising his tone, and I look up to him. “What happened Saturday night, you have no idea for how long I wanted this to happen”, he adds, his hand cupping my cheek, making me look at him. I start to touch his arms, my eyes never leaving his. “Y/N, can I kiss you again ? Because to be honest, that’s the only thing I’ve been thinking about for the last three days and the moment you ran away.”
“Yes, you can, Dominick. And for the record, that’s the only thing I’ve been thinking about too.”
In no time, he bends his head, and his lips are on mine giving me a soft but yet passionate kiss. I snake my arms around his neck, one of my hands starts to play with his hair, allowing him to pull me a little more into his tall frame, one of his hands finds its way behind my head, when his second arm wraps itself around my waist. Once again, I feel like I’m in a bubble, here in Sonny Carisi’s arms, it’s like nothing can harm me there.
“Excuse me, what the hell is going on here ?”
We both turn our heads to the voice coming from the other side of my desk. Vanessa Hadid is here, starring at us.
“Miss McCoy, I don’t think I pay you to make out with one of my ADAs. You are paid to assist him, not to kiss him. Mr. Carisi, I don’t think that behavior is appropriated, and this could make both of you fired. Or I can send Miss McCoy back to her little whole downstairs. Your choice Miss McCoy, either you and counsellor Carisi stop there your little make out session and go back to normal relationship, or you can go back to your little hole in the archives or if I want to, I can fire you right away.”
That’s too much this time, it’s the final straw. Sonny lets go of me and I smooth my clothes.
“Ms. Hadid, may I’m going to tell you something, and I don’t want to be interrupted. I don’t know what I’ve done to you or why you don’t like me. Is it because of my name ? Because my father is one of the greatest and most famous ADA and then DA that city ever known ? Is that an ego problem ? Let me tell you something. I know you’re the one who hired me, so I don’t think that you have see my resume, but if you look at it, you’ll see that I have a law degree, just like you, just like counsellor Carisi, just like my father, the great Jack McCoy. I just chose a different path. I spent a lot of time around here when I was a kid. When I was old enough to work, I helped my father, was his PA and I loved the job, that’s why I chose to be a PA rather than a lawyer. What you’re doing to me is harassment, once again I don’t know why, but I think that it must be because my name is McCoy, that for you maybe I’m privilege because of that. Breaking new, I’m not. But you know what, I know my rights, nothing authorizes you to fire me just because I’m in a relationship with a coworker, especially of it doesn’t jeopardize our work. Sonny and I are a great team. So, threating me of fire me because of that, you don’t have the right to. I could sue you for that you know, and believe me, you never saw me in court. My father could represent me, go out of his retirement, and plead for me. Or I could do it by myself, and believe me, as Jack McCoy’s daughter, I know how to defend a case. So now Ms. Hadid, threat me one more time for no reason and I’ll sue you, and I can guarantee you, that you’ll not win.”
She opens and closes her mouth like a goldfish out of its tank.
“If you both think that this relationship will not have a bad influence on your work, there is no problem for me. I just wanted to let you know that I’m on a break from now to the end of the holidays. Both of you have nice holidays and I’ll see you in January.”
With that, she leaves, letting me and Sonny alone in my hall.
“I didn’t know you had a law degree”, Sonny wraps his arms around my waist.
“Oh, I don’t tell everyone in fact. Everyone would think that they need to hire me as a lawyer because of my father and I don’t want that. Plus, I think I wouldn’t have made a good attorney. I’m satisfied with my work”, I shrug.
I look at him, hair disheveled from my hands, so far from their usual combing.
“Do you want to have lunch outside ?”, he asks.
“Dominick Carisi Jr., are you asking me out ?”
“If you want it to be a date, this can be, Miss McCoy.”
“I’d love to”, I respond, “but maybe it would be better if I wear the same shoes”, I laugh.
I sit down again on my chair to change my shoe for my boot. When I’m on my feet again, Sonny hands me my coat and helps me to put it. When I’m ready, we walk hand in hand to the elevator.
“Still nothing planned for Christmas ?”, he questions.
“Nope, nothing but tv and probably Chinese takeout.”
“What if you come with me at my parents’ ? One more person will not change anything. And my mom will be very impressive that I managed to put the glass slipper on Cinderella’s foot.”
I laugh and I accept, I really have a good feeling about this.
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@bisexualcrowley, @storiesofsvu, @the16thprecinct, @svu-ncis-criminalminds, @australiancarisi, @teamsladsandgents, @thatesqcrush, @caplanreads, @averyhotchner,
#thatesqcrush holiday bingo#sweetcannolicarisi challenge#scc challenge#truly madly deeply#I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy#cinderella au#Justine's writings#Law and Order : SVU#sonny carisi#sonny carisi x reader#dominick carisi#dominick carisi jr#dominick sonny carisi#dominick sonny carisi jr#dominick carisi x reader#dominick sonny carisi x reader#sonny carisi imagine#sonny carisi fanfiction#Law and order : SVU fanfiction#law and order : svu imagine#dominick sonny carisi imagine#dominick carisi jr x reader#sonny carisi one shot#Dominick Sonny Carisi Jr x Reader
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Meg's Game of Tales
Hello my lovelies! In celebration of getting 2000 followers on this blog, I've decided to do something a little different! I love fairytales and I love a good AU so I'm going to combine them. Below, I've listed 19 of my favorite fairy tales. For each one, I will write a story for one character that YOU choose.
Now, these fairytales are going to be a bit different. There will be a mix of both the Brothers Grimm versions and the more family friendly Disney-esque versions(not exactly like it cause, ya know, copyright.) They might end up role-reversed, non-happy ending, or even a complete reimagining/retelling. Some might work better with just the Grimm version and some might work better for the family friendly version if I haven't read the actually fairytale ex: The Little Mermaid. We'll have to wait and see. The point is that no one knows what it's going to be until it's done. Not even me!
There will be ONE character x reader main pairing per fairytale, however, If you'd like to see a certain side pairing along with it, I will be happy to oblige. One character, one fairytale. No repeat characters, and none that I've already written for! (So no Beauty and the Beast with Sandor or Cinderella with Jaime/Tyrion as I've already written those). And each character can only be a main ONCE! There are a ton of GoT characters so that shouldn't be an issue! Oh and the best part? This does not interfere with the requests I'm currently working on or future requests. And, the possibility to turn ANY of these into a series is there! What do you think?? Are you ready?
Send in an ask with the Fairytale, the main character you want paired with the reader(you can choose fem!, male!, or gender neutral reader as always!), and any side pairings you want to see so long as they are not romantic child/adult pairings! (A line through means that I have written the fic and it is ready to be posted!)
Fairytales:
1. The Frog Prince - Gendry x fem!reader
2. Rapunzel - Jaime x fem!reader
3. Hansel and Gretel - Bran
4. Cinderella - Sandor x fem!reader
5. Little Red Riding Hood - Oberyn x fem!reader
6. Beauty and the Beast -Varys
7. Snow White -Ramsay x fem!reader
8. The Little Mermaid - Theon x fem!reader
9.The Singing Bone - Tormund x male!reader
10. Sleeping Beauty -Edmure x fem!reader
12. Fowler's Fowl - Margaery
13. Rumplestiltskin - Petyr
14. The Princess and the Pea -Brienne x gn!reader
15. The Swan Princess -Viserys x fem!reader
16. Jack and the Beanstalk - Pypar
17. The Snow Queen -Jon x fem!reader
18. The Emperor's New Clothes - Euron
19. The Pied Piper - Arya
I will be placing the characters chosen next to the fairytales once they've been chosen so we don't have any repeats! Ready? Go!
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Titan's Calamity AU
Hey everybody, it's been a really long time since I take a break from Tumblr because I was very busy at work for Harkins or helping my family. Guess what? I've got something to share with you.
2 years ago when Amphibia first premiered on Disney Channel and Disney XD, I've started to grown fond of this series and I would've watch the whole series long ago because I don't have cable connection to the TV until further noticed. But hey, at least I saw some videos on Youtube and later I would watch on Disney Plus in next week.
And now after the 2nd season finale episode of Amphibia, I'm starting to think if I would make an alternitave universe in between Amphibia and Monsterverse. It's called Titan's Calamity and it's about how Anne, Sasha, and Marcy have connected with the titans and it's power. Here's some details....
Anne Boonchuy / Godzilla
- Anne will connected to Godzilla.
- Both Anne and Godzilla have aura.
- Anne has her super saiyan blue like power while Godzilla absorbs radiation.
- Anne will protect her friends like Godzilla is protecting humanity.
- Both Anne and Godzilla will be furious if anything happens to her loved ones or something that provoking them into war.
Sasha Waybright / Kong
- Sasha will connected to Kong.
- Both Sasha and Kong have their brutal strength.
- Anne will fight against Sasha due their feuds while Godzilla is fighting Kong since there cannot be two alphas.
- Sasha has her own sword while Kong has his own axe.
- Sasha's color will be pink while Kong's color themes is either red or orange
- Both Sasha and Kong will protect their closest friends.
Marcy Wu / Mothra
- Marcy will connected to Mothra.
- Both Marcy and Mothra have ability to fly.
- Mothra changes color from blue to red meaning in anger when King Andrias is mind controlling Marcy to unlock her power.
- Marcy's color will be green while Mothra's theme color is teal (green and blue).
- Marcy can hear the songs of Mothra as they both connected to the fairies.
So what do you think? No? Yes? Maybe? Let me know if you're interested when ever you like to draw pictures or written on fanfiction. In the mean time, I've got a few fanarts to draw until I figured how to print scan on my pictures. See yah soon.
#amphibia#monsterverse#anne boonchuy#godzilla#sasha waybright#king kong#marcy wu#mothra#amphibia au#disney crossover#titan's calamity#legendary godzilla
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20 [Fanfic Writer] Questions Game
Thank you so much for tagging me, @lemony-snickers! This is tons of fun, I love answering these kinds of big questionnaires 😂💕 Also putting mine under a cut because there’s a lot of questions and I like to ramble.
Also gonna go ahead and just tag whoever wants to do this! 😅💕
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
As of August 27, 2021, I have a total of 77 works on my AO3!
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
Funny enough, I was just looking at this, specifically, earlier today and kind of laughing about it. Right now, my total word count across all my works is 1,148,941 😬
3. How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?
Apparently 12, but some of them I don’t really consider “big” in my fandom repertoire. Naruto is my greatest fandom with a total of 60 fics so far, followed by The Chronicles of Narnia and Rise of the Guardians. The rest are ones I either did crossover fics with or just did one-off little pieces with--The Incredibles, Tangled, Brave, How to Train Your Dragon, Arthurian Mythology, Disney Princesses, Fairy Tales and Related Fandoms, Back to the Future, and Frozen.
4. What are your Top Five fics by kudos?
The Scarecrow and The Bell (Naruto) - 470 kudos
The Day Kakashi’s Mask Slipped (Naruto) - 139 kudos
Sunflowers (Naruto) - 92 kudos
Sakumo the House Husband (Naruto) - 81 kudos
Someone to Lean On (Naruto) - 67 kudos
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I always try to respond to comments, because I like to acknowledge when people respond to my work. I cherish comments like nobody’s business, especially when they’re kind and reactionary. I just really love seeing/hearing what people think of the way a story is progressing, or what they thought of a one-shot. Comments keep me going especially when it comes to longfic so I want to be able to let readers know that I do in fact see their comments, that I’m acknowledging what they’re saying, and that I appreciate them. Plus, it can be kind of fun to tease upcoming events in a fic through responses to people’s comments, too. Because I’m mean.
6. What fic have you written with the angstiest ending?
Definitely Hothouse (Rise of the Guardians/The Incredibles; Jack Frost x Violet Parr; American Horror Story AU). This was the first multi-chaptered fic I ever wrote to completion and I honestly cringe when I remember it exists both because it’s so poorly organized (and full of nasty plot holes) and because I just went ham on the gore factor. It definitely has a really bittersweet and heartbreaking ending to it, too.
7. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?
I think I’ll definitely have to say Temptation. The story itself was kind of a ride, and it’s only the first installment in a series, but it follows the plot of The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe but remixed due to the presence of an original character, but the ending is still roughly the same as the original: they defeat the evil, the Pevensies are all crowned kings and queens, happy days. Reading the last few paragraphs of the last chapter honestly still gets me all up in my feelings.
8. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?
I used to be more of a crossover writer due to one of my main ships being a crossover ship. They weren’t super crazy, though, because they were both CGI-animated films. The craziest crossover I’ve ever written is an in-progress/unfinished multichapter piece, Kakashi, Enchanted, that sees our favorite Copy Ninja get kamui’d into the Disney princess dimension and has to help the likes of Snow White, Cinderella, and Rapunzel on his journey to find a way back to his own world. It’s a super weird premise but definitely one of my more lighthearted works and fun to revisit when I need to decompress.
9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?
I don’t think I’ve ever received hate so much as I’ve received criticism. The closest I ever got to hate on a fic, I think, was someone left an overly personal and mentally disturbed comment on a chapter of my main fic that made me convinced they needed to seek therapy and deal with their own personal issues rather than take it out on a fanfic about animated ninjas.
10. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Maybe 👀 I’m super vanilla when it comes to smut, though. I think the wildest thing I’ve ever written in smut is breeding kink.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of, and I hope I never will.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Not yet! I had someone ask to translate a one-shot of mine in Russian but I never got a response back when I laid out my terms and conditions.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
I have not! I used to do paragraph-style roleplay which was kind of like cowriting fanfiction but writing is so personal and sacred to me that I don’t know if I could ever actually cowrite a fic with someone. I like brainstorming with other people, but writing for me is more of a deeply personal and independent endeavour.
14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?
Oh god, this is a tricky question because it depends on fandom. I absolutely love New Dream (Rapunzel x Eugene, Tangled) and have for the past ten years, and my love for them as only grown since watching Tangled: The Series/Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure. I don’t write or even really read a ton of fanfiction for them, though. I’m also still highly dedicated to my favorite crossover crackship, Frostfield (Jack Frost x Violet Parr, Rise of the Guardians/The Incredibles) and to this day, if you search for that ship on AO3, I am the sole provider of every single fic about them so far. I’m not as active with them as I used to be, but they got me through some really rough times back in the day and still mean so much to me. A lot of my favorite ships across fandoms, though, are honestly canon x OC ships of mine because I am a self-indulgent bitch who needs to project. So Peter Pevensie x Eilonwy (The Chronicles of Narnia) and Kakashi Hatake x Rei Natsuki (Naruto) are really important to me and I’ve poured so much of myself specifically into their stories. I think it’s safe to say Kakashi and Rei is my all-time favorite ship across all fandoms, though, just because of how much their story means to me. The Scarecrow and The Bell is my magnum opus, my pride and joy, and I’m sure it will be my biggest fandom footprint of my entire life. I’ve dedicated the past three years to this story and these characters and I intend to continue doing it until it no longer brings me joy (which I hope it always will). There’s just so much I could say about this story and Kakashi and Rei’s relationship but I don’t think we have enough time or space in this post for that 😅 Just know that they mean the world to me and I will always hold them in the highest regard as a beautifully messy, flawed, passionate, soulmate-y ship that I love with all of my heart 🥺
EDIT: I also feel obligated to tack on some of my absolute favorite Naruto ships because I may not have written for all of them (yet) but they still make me unbelievably happy or I find them really compelling and enjoy the idea of exploring them:
Naruhina is precious happy sunshine and The Last honestly felt like a wonderful Disney princess movie to me, it was so cute and the romance was so on-point, Naruhina just makes me so incredibly happy and I love them with all my heart.
MinaKushi also gets me all up in my feels and I adore them with every fiber of my being. Their romance also gave me Disney princess movie vibes which I love, their story is just so damn sweet as is their character dynamic and I am still so heartbroken that they never got to be a happy family with Naruto because you know what? It’s what they deserved!
SasuSaku is so compelling to me and I really feel like we were cheated out of seeing their relationship develop and evolve postwar in the same way The Last did for Naruhina. They’re my favorite angst ship and while I don’t think they were written that well in canon, I love the possibility and potential of them together and am excited to explore them more in-depth in my own writing.
NejiTen is just too cute, I really love the way Neji and Tenten’s personalities compliment each other? I don’t have much else to say about them except that I really love them together and think they have so much untapped potential that I also can’t wait to explore in more depth in my own writing.
15. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
Paper Hearts and Impromptu Bookmarks, probably. I love the premise of this story a lot and I have so many interesting ideas for it but at the same time, it also feels kind of cheap and cringey to me, in a way? It takes all of these ideas I probably would have had if I had been into Naruto when I was a kid and kind of compiles them all into one big story. Kakashi and Aiko’s relationship and story is still really important to me and I want to continue it someday but for right now, I just haven’t had the motivation or desire to write any more of it. I think I’m just so overwhelmingly preoccupied with writing Kakashi and Rei’s story that I can’t imagine writing any other Kakashi x OC fics right now.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I want to say that I’m really good at capturing complex emotion? I don’t know, I write a lot of angst and mental upheaval in my fics which can be really difficult to try and capture, but I think I do a decent enough job of it? And just writing difficult subjects in general. I think it’s really important to address difficult topics such as mental illness and relationship difficulties and everything but I also want to try and write those topics in a way that is both authentic to the experience while also still tasteful. I don’t want to drive readers away with heavy subject matter but rather present a situation that feels real and authentic while also still being digestible. I may not be doing a very good job of that during the current arc of my fic that I’m working on, but I’m trying haha
EDIT 2: I also want to add onto this to say that I’m really proud of my organizational techniques for writing longfic. It’s not necessarily a strength in terms of the prose itself but it’s something that’s taken me years to really get a grasp on and find a method that works perfectly for me and so far, it’s been extremely helpful and beneficial to me. I don’t know where I would be now as a writer without these essential tools in my pocket.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I feel like I do a really bad job of the “show, don’t tell” thing. It can be really hard to balance descriptive prose with straightforward writing that moves things along. I don’t want to dwell on mental dialogue to the point where you lose track of what’s going on, but I also don’t want my stuff to read like “Character A did xyz. Character B said abc. They went to 123″, whatever. Another thing I struggle with is sentence variation. I always fall into the same patterns when I’m writing prose and I get really self-conscious about it because I don’t want to sound repetitive or disrupt the flow of the writing. One of my favorite things about prose is focusing on the cadence of the words, I think it’s one of the most beautiful things about writing in general, but it can just be really difficult to get a good grip on that. I’ve been told in the past that I apparently have a really good grasp/control of the language or whatever but sometimes I just find that really hard to believe when I look at my work with such scrutiny. I think one of my biggest pet peeves with my own writing, too, is feeling like I start all of my sentences the same five different ways. I’ll read other people’s works and they’ll write sentences like “Glass-blue water lapped against the shores of a deserted beach as a lonely woman gazed off into the distance” and I can just never figure out how to realistically write sentences that start like that in the context of my prose and it drives me fucking crazy, like I’m definitely jealous 😅
18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I’ve never really thought much about it before, but I think there are pros and cons! For bilingual/multilingual readers, I think it can be a really enriching reading experience because they know what’s being said in both languages. For people who only know one language, however, unless a translation is provided, I feel like it can be really alienating. I think the best use of that for both worlds is using it as a means for miscommunication humor. Other than that, I think it can be a slippery slope that depends on what kind of reader you are and how it’s written.
19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?
The Chronicles of Narnia! My very first fanfiction was a Narnia fanfic that I barely remember except that it laid the basis for Temptation and my Narnia fanfic series as a whole. I never posted this first iteration anyway, but I remember it was 2008/2009 and I wrote a solid 80 pages (which was wild for me at the time) and had gotten halfway through remixing the events of Prince Caspian when my computer crashed and I lost absolutely everything. I’m still heartbroken that it’s gone forever, not because I’d want to go back and read it necessarily (since I’m sure it was actually hot garbage) but at least for nostalgia’s sake. Either way, like I said, this long-lost fic laid the basis for the very first fanfiction I ever posted, the first published (and never finished) iteration of Temptation back in 2011 on deviantART and the since-defunct Figment. I fell out of the fandom around 2012/2013 and left the story alone for a while before ultimately deciding to completely redux and rewrite the story when the fixation swung back around again between 2016 and 2018.
20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?
Despite the fact that it’s still in-progress, definitely The Scarecrow and The Bell. This fic just genuinely means so damn much to me and I will cherish it for the rest of my life because of how much it’s given me, how much love and passion and time and even parts of myself that I have poured into this, and also just how expansive of a story this is. Not only does it touch on some very dark and heavy topics, but I’ve also created so much of my own characters and meta for this story that it’s almost an entire universe in and of itself. I’ve just contributed so much additional world-building and created so many new OCs to fill important roles in this story and in Rei’s life, and they’ve all become so deeply important to me as they’ve developed further over the years. I’ve come up with so many interesting ideas for everyone and their lives, which are all slowly becoming so rich and varied. Not to mention that it’s my most popular fic to date as well as my longest fic at 632k and counting. I’ve really just genuinely poured so much of my heart and soul into this story, it’s my absolute favorite thing I’ve ever done and I really mean it when I say that I will cherish it for the rest of my life.
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Disney Love | Poly!BTS
Genre: Poly!AU; Fluff & Angst
Pairing: BTS x Reader
Summary: Your day at work had been the worst one to date, and you really just felt numb from the day. When you came home, however, you were surprised to find the boys in the movie room, waiting for you to join them so you all could watch disney movies together.
Warning: Mentions of Bad Days, Feeling Sad; Read with Caution. <3
Word Count: 1,023
Author’s Note: Thanks for the request!! Sorry it’s so late!! This was so much fun to write! I hope you like it!! ^_^
You sat at your desk in your office, staring blankly at the computer screen. Your phone kept buzzing, letting you know that your boyfriends were talking in the group chat. You picked it up, sniffing slightly as you looked at it. They were all talking about their days, but the last few texts were they were trying to get a hold of you. You typed that you were okay and you’d be leaving soon. This only gained a bunch more texts asking if everything was fine, which made you roll your eyes.
You know you shouldn’t have, but your day had been so horrible, you felt annoyed at the slightest things. You sent a snappy text, saying you were fine and to just drop it. You set your phone down, doing back to work. Your day had consisted of coming in late because of your alarm not going off, getting scolded by your boss, spilling coffee on your top which still held the stain, the co-workers who didn’t like you whispering whenever you were around and even deleting a project you’d been working on for days that you now have to redo.
By the end of the day, you were just done. When no one responded to your latest text, you sighed, picking up your phone and sending an apology, explaining that your day was really busy and rough. Again, you set it down and continued your project, trying to recreate it.
You kept your eyes on the clock, the last thirty minutes of your day seeming like hours. Once it hit though, you shut everything down, standing and speed walking out to go home.
When you got there, you took a few minutes in the hallway to calm your nerves, tears building in your eyes that you wouldn’t let fall. You took a few deep breaths, walking to your door and unlocking it, walking in.
You lived with your boyfriends in their grand apartment, one of which had many rooms that you all shared between. They were nowhere in sight, making you blink and furrow your brow. You thought they had finished work a while ago, where were they?
You set your items down, walking around the dark apartment and searching for them. You looked down the hall to see one of the rooms had it’s fairy lights on, it was the little cinema that the boys made so we could all watch movies. You walked down, peeking into the room to see the boys laying on the giant couch like bed, smiling big at you.
“Surprise!” Hoseok said with a bright smile.
“We have all your favorite disney movies ready to play,” Jimin said. “We can even pull an all nighter to watch them all.”
“We know you had a bad day, we want to make you happy,” Namjoon said, resting his hands behind his head as he laid there.
You felt overwhelmed, tears rolling down your cheeks as the weight of your day came crashing down on you. The boys' smiles quickly turned, Jungkook hopping over the boys from the farthest side and sliding on the couch, standing in front of you and hugging you as you cried.
“Hey, shh, no no, that’s not what we wanted,” He said, quietly.
“No, I’m sorry,” You replied, pulling away and wiping your tears.
“Don’t apologize, you’ve had a rough day,” Yoongi said, frowning.
“It’s been awful,” You said, laughing slightly as you wiped your tears.
“Alright, you’re home, you’re with us,” Jungkook said, keeping his hands on your arms. “Why don’t you go and change into your pajamas and come back, huh?”
You nodded, turning and walking to where your closet was located, taking out your pajamas and changing, a few sobs escaping your lips every now and then. You paused at the bathroom, trying to clean yourself up. You went back into the room, crawling into the middle where you sat on Taehyung’s lap, legs off to the side and head resting on his chest. Seokjin came to the other side, hugging you slightly and kissing your head. Hoseok went to your legs, lifting them and tucking himself underneath them, resting his hands on your knees.
They pressed play, and you sat there and watched for hours, late into the night. You started to feel tired, being thankful that you were off work tomorrow. Jimin was staring at the screen, eyes twinkling at the love story that unfolded.
“Y/n, if we were princes from Disney, who would we be to you?” Jimin asked, looking behind. This peaked the interest of all the boys, looking at you for an answer.
“Well, you’d be Prince Florian from Snow White, you’re so quiet and kind,” You told Jimin, who smiled. “Obviously, Seokjin would be Prince Charming.”
“Knew it,” Seokjin said, smirking as the others glared, making you chuckle.
“Namjoon would be Prince Adam from Beauty and the Beast,” You told him, squinting your eyes. “You’re so calm and sweet, not because you're a beast.” You glared at Jungkook and Taehyung, who had their mouths open to make a joke, but quickly shut them.
“Yoongi would be Li Shang from Mulan,” You said, yawning. “Tough and smart.”
“I’m not mad,” Yoongi said with a smirk, shrugging.
“Taehyung would be Prince Eric,” You said, looking up at him. “Handsome and goofy.”
“That’s right,” Taehyung mumbled, pecking your forehead.
“Hobi would be Prince Naveen I think,” You said, looking at him. “You’re loud and proud, as well as a romantic that may try too hard sometimes.”
“Hey, I’ve never had any complaints before,” Hoseok said, making you chuckle.
“Wasn’t necessarily a bad thing,” You responded. “Then we have Kookie. He’d be Prince Eugene, from Tangled.”
“Oh that’s perfect,” Namjoon said, smirking.
“Cocky, sultry,” Seokjin listed, making the youngest glare.
“But loving and so protective,” You said, yawning again. “That’s who you’d all be….”
You shut your eyes, cuddling deeper into Taehyung. Not long after your conversation with the boys, you all drifted to sleep, the dull sound of the movie becoming relaxing as you all slept. It was the perfect way to end a horrible day….
#bts#bts reactions#bangtan boys#bangtan boys reactions#bts imagines#poly bts#poly bts ot7#poly ot7#seokjin#jin#yoongi#suga#hoseok#jhope#namjoon#rm#jimin#taehyung#v#jungkook#kookie#requested
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Author Self-Interview
tagged by: @ljf613
Name: Pencil
Fandoms: *deranged laughter* Too many. I have written (and published) work for Fairy Tail, Genshin Impact, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Voltron: Legendary Defender, the Arrowverse, ~Disney~, RWBY, and Transformers: Prime. I have also written for Seven Deadly Sins, My Hero Academia, DC/Batman, Avengers, Danny Phantom, and soooo many others, but those are all WIPs and such. As for fandoms, well, there’s Miraculous Ladybug, Tales of Arcadia, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Tower of God, and more. I bounce around, and I never really leave anything behind, even if other interests are more at the forefront.
Where do you post: AO3. I used to, waaaaaay back in the dark days, post on ff.net, but not only have I forgotten my password, but I don’t like the interface as much, nor the things I posted when I was a Child, so AO3 it is.
Most popular multi-chapter fic: Of Dragons and Fairies, so says my AO3 statistics.
Most popular oneshot: Sparks in the Night, which I by no means expected, being that it was a fun little thing I wrote pretty much in one night. Technically it’s two chapters, but I originally wasn’t going to post the second part I wrote, but decided to later, so I would’ve made it a one-shot, probably, had I thought things through. Besides, it’s only 3k, so that’s a one-shot in my book.
The “real” most popular one-shot would be Never Forgotten by Pencil-actually-made-it-one-chapter logic.
Favorite story you’ve written so far: F-favorite? Oh. Oh well, um, I have really, really enjoyed the How to Raise Your Dragon Slayer series, far more than I thought I would when I started Of Dragons and Fairies for the kicks and giggles. That said, my favorite installment so far is probably The Eighth Tower, but one of my favorite things I think I have written is a massive one-shot that’s an MHA-style FMA fic, except that I lost it in a harddrive crash and haven’t re-written it. ;-;
Fic you were nervous to post: I don’t know if I’m ever really nervous? I generally post things and accept whatever outcome (even though I always hope it’s well received, because I’m a selfish author who likes validation). That said, it would definitely be United. That story was, and still is, one of my favorite brain-children, but I guessed that it wouldn’t be popular, and I was right. I haven’t written on it in a long time, though I have always wanted to circle back to it eventually; I just figured I had time to follow my current interests, since nobody else was chomping at the bit. One day my child, one day...
How do you choose your titles: Heh. Heheheh. HAHAHAHA. Very carefully, actually, even though sometimes I try to just slap something on a page anyway because it needs one. Most of the time, I try to capture the theme of the story—or at least one of the core ones—and allow it to both serve as a descriptor and as a note that would tie the story together and highlight the theme. Though I do appreciate allusions, and I like to include those as well. (If anyone wants to send me an ask about how I came up with a specific title, I will gladly give my thought process.) Unfortunately, chapter titles—as much as I try—rarely get as much inspiration as the fic title.
Do you outline: Y— Yesssssss.... Sort of. I try. Ironically, my most comprehensive outlines exist as Spotify playlists. That said, HTRYDS probably has the best outline of anything I’ve written, though Tales of Valor had a decent outline as well.
Complete: Mostly just one-shots—I’m actually pretty bad at completing things, heheh—but there’s a few. Outside of an ongoing series, Finding Home is my only completed multi-chapter. Inside of a series, but existing as comprehensive arcs, I have Of Dragon and Fairies and The Eighth Tower.
Edit: Oh! And it’s short, but The Recruitment Spiel is an Art But Destiny Took the Fun Out of It is complete! And multi-chapter. Yeah.
Do you accept prompts: Kinda. I’m accepting prompts and ideas for extra scenes for the HTRYDS series, though I’ll tailor them to fit my canon if necessary. Generally, I have so many things of my own to write, any prompt I got would be placed in the back of the line (unless I got super inspired, which happens) but I do enjoy prompts, provided they’re not super shippy or specific.
Upcoming story you’re most excited to write about: Well, that untitled I-have-to-write-it-again oneshot for FMA that I mentioned is definitely something I want to do and post eventually. As for what I’m actively working on, I am really excited for the next HTRYDS arc (I’ve been trudging through TLS to get to it, ngl) which will be titled Demon Tales. There’s also this Seven Deadly Sins TOG AU I’ve had rolling around, though I may not continue that the way I had planned because 4KOTA gave me more ammo.
Stories you’re most excited to read: Hmmm. I have quite a few things queued in my Marked for Later list, some that I’ve started and some that I wanted to check out, but as to what I have been currently reading/following, the Poisoned Dreams Continuity by StrangeDiamond (AO3), which is currently inbetween fics, and Homuncular Nature by Otaku553 are a couple of things I have been following. I also read a lot of Webtoons, and I have some Tower of God to catch up on, and Room of Swords and Lore Olympus are always welcome updates. I’m currently perusing some of my Marked for Laters, and in regular searches, to see what my next few reads will be. (Feel free to send me recs, but I also got a hefty stack of ATLA fics to check out, I know.)
tagging @therosefrontier @ladylynse and @blueskyscribe (if y’all want to, of course)
#tagging game#writing#shameless self plug#fairy tail#htryds#voltron#genshin#disney#arrowverse#this was fun
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Weekly Recap | July 27-August 2nd 2020
Another big one this week! I discovered a new writer, can you guess who it is? 😆
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[Bucky is typing] by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 4K | Mature): Steve just wants to wind down, post mission, with the silly cupcake game Clint downloaded onto his stark phone. He doesn't know who 'Bucky' is, or why he's texting Steve so aggressively. He doesn't mean to answer the phone and argue with the charming voice on the other end. He certainly never meant for the arguing to be interpreted as flirting... But maybe he should just go with it? Maybe Bucky is exactly the leap Steve needs to take, to find his way in the world again.
d-sides and rarities, Chapter 11. balcony + fairy lights by Deisderium/ @deisderium (Shrunkyclunks | Teen): Pepper's PA keeps helping Steve with gala events and public appearances. Steve's trying to keep it professional. Good luck with that.
Helping You Out by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (PWP | 3,7K | Explicit): Steve is not having a great time here... attempting to find his own prostate. So of course, Sam's gorgeous best friend Bucky chooses this exact moment to walk into Steve and Sam's dorm room unnanounced.
Saké It To Me by Kalee60/ @kalee60 (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Teen): Being roped into speed dating was not how Bucky imagined spending his Friday night, especially when he realises some of these people might just be a little bit over his pay grade. But then Steve sits down, gorgeous, friendly and full of genuine warmth. Within mere minutes he manages to completely charm the pants off Bucky (or so his future self hopes). So why then, after such a strong connection, didn't Steve call him?
Tap That by Kalee60/ @kalee60 (Meet-cute | 2K | General): When Steve is distracted while waiting at a busy crosswalk on the way to an important meeting, he inadvertently meets the man of his dreams - but only after making the most mortifying social gaffe of his life.Red faced and apologetic he tries to forget the incident.But sometimes when things go wrong - they suddenly turn out spectacularly right.
Pressure Points by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 3K | Explicit): Bucky Barnes hates to fly. And this flight is starting out worse than normal. Except for the hot, built, blond sat beside him... Who has shoulders for days, a voice like molasses, and some very interesting ideas about how to ease Bucky's anxiety... (Part 1 of 💙 Pressure)
Under Pressure by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 6K | Explicit): Bucky is still high off the sexy encounter he experienced with the super hot guy from his flight yesterday.Only today is not turning out quite so great. He could really use some more of that stress relief that Steve doled out so graciously on the plane.And he left Bucky his number right? Which means Bucky could just call him... See if he's busy...He's doing it - he's calling him. It's ringing. (Part 2 of 💙 Pressure)
High Pressure System by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Explicit): So Steve ran out on him.Ran out saying 'I'll call, you' which everyone knows means Bucky just got ghosted. Except it turns out his booty call might be more than Bucky bargained for. How deep is he willing to dig to chase the answers to his questions? And why is he finding it so impossible to say no to this guy? Steve Rogers, who ARE you... (Part 3 of 💙 Pressure)
Pressure Rising by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 7K | Explicit): Waking up in a farmhouse, on an apple orchard, in the arms of a man who could bench press a minivan, with eyelashes like a disney princess and shoulders like a greek god is Bucky's fantasy turned reality.Except this is sort of a kidnapping.And his life might be falling apart in the real world.And Bucky might not give a shit, because Steve Rogers is like a drug, and Bucky just can't get enough.Also, it turns out, maybe Bucky is a drug for Steve too... (Part 4 of 💙 Pressure)
Pressing You Down by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Explicit): Steve Rogers is a master tactician, a supersoldier, a born leader. So why is it, as the team are closing in on an epic mission, two years in the making, that Bucky Barnes (and his thighs, lets face it, men have bled for less) and the possibility of he and Steve having a future together, might be enough to compromise everything his team have worked so long for.Actually, maybe it doesn't have to...Maybe everything is about to work out exactly the way Steve wants it to.Well... A man can dream. (Part 5 of 💙 Pressure)
💙 and the next by mcwho (Time traveling | 12K | Explicit): They have him in the common room of all places, and they won’t let Steve see him. or: a time-travel glitch lands 1936's bucky right in 2025 steve's lap
Reading in progress
Adorably awkward by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 32K | Explicit): The one where Bucky uses Steve's car window as a mirror and Steve can appreciate the view...
WIP
💙 Heirloom by 2bestfriends/ @addyetc (Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage | 4/5 | 17K | Explicit): King Steven Grant Rogers of Aphekion is only 20 years old. He relies on the wisdom of his advisors, the strength and honesty of his people, and the love and kindness his mother left to him. He wants nothing more than to honor them all by bringing peace to his kingdom. So much has been sacrificed already. If he must sacrifice his hope for love, then so be it.
💙 Revenance by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel, SinpaiCasanova (The Old Guard AU/The Song of Achilles AU | 2/? | 5K | Mature): And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Or, the one where Steve and Bucky are immortal and used to be known as Achilles and Patroclus.
💙 With Only You by brucespringsteen (Time Travel | 6/9 | 35K | Explicit): Steve, semi-retired and still a bastard who doesn’t follow rules, touches a cube that sends him to 1938, eighty-six years in the past. He takes it well. Bucky, twenty-one and baby-faced, takes it even better.
💙 Sergeant Barnes and Colonel Rogers: Lessons in Lust, Longing and Inappropriate Erections. by darter_blue/ @darter-blue (Shrunkyclunks | 1/4 | 5K | Explicit): Bucky Barnes is a decorated (though young) Sergeant in the United States Army, a Ranger with the 75th regiment, a sniper of unparalleled skill; he still expects his first day as an Avenger to be challenging. He is not at all prepared for the greatest challenge to be one hot as fuck, steely eyed, Colonel Rogers. More specifically, he is not expecting the greatest challenge to be keeping his dick under control whenever Colonel Rogers, with his broad shoulders and his authoritative command and his fucking thick, gorgeous beard, enters into Bucky's immediate vicinity.
💙 Tender is the Ghost by Hark_bananas/ @harkbananas (Post-WS | 6/12 | 70K | Explicit): This thought is uncontrollably followed by another one: I’m not alone anymore. He looks over his shoulder, through the kitchen door, to where Bucky is sitting at his usual place at the head of the dining table, and he feels an unconstrainable smile breaking out across his face, the barest hint of threatening tears along its bright edge. Bucky is still looking past Steve’s left ear, but slowly, gingerly, one side of his mouth quirks up. Steve feels giddy, he wants to shout, or faint, or something to relieve the carbonated pressure that is bubbling up inside of him. Instead, he laughs, short and cheerful, and opens the oven door. (Part 2 of Tender is the Ghost)
💙 A Call to Motion by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel (Uni AU | 2/? | 16K | Explicit): He was a jock, he did ballet, what more can I say? (aka: Steve’s football coach sends him to learn ballet to improve his game, Bucky is the dance TA tasked with teaching him).
💙 Bespoke by the1918/ @the1918 (Shrunkyclunks, ABO AU | 7/10 | 72K | Explicit): “I love you, too. So fucking much,” Steve answered. His voice sounded cracked and exhausted, an exposed nerve ending in the shape of a man. “Some days I still don’t believe you’re real. Feels— feels like somehow, I’ve always loved you. Even when I didn’t know you.” Bucky smiled softly at that and felt his heart threaten to explode. Still straddling his lap, he reached a hand up to cup Steve’s cheek. “You’ve always known me,” he stated, simply. “I was made for you, remember?” (Part 2 of 💙Compatible)
💙 Songbird by chicklette/ @chicklette (Singer Bucky, Fake relationship | 13/15 | 61K | Explicit): At 43, James Barnes is a washed up old man. He’s got a dozen Grammys in the hall closet, an agent that can’t get him a deal, a decade-old case of writer’s block, a moody teen-aged daughter, and the gorgeous actress Natasha Romanova for an ex-wife. Enter Steven Grant Rogers, struggling twenty-something, orphan, and someone who has no idea who Barnes is. The two men meet by accident, doing nothing more than passing the time in a quiet bar. But when a pap gets a shot of the two men embracing, Bucky takes it as a chance to finally come out as bisexual, and his agent makes him a proposition: Ten new songs and one very sweet boyfriend will get him a new record deal that will maybe, just maybe put him back on top. Now all he has to do is write the songs, convince the kid, and not fall in love. Should be easy, right?
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