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Hi I thought of something but I don't know if you'll like it, what if you wrote a story involving the development of Marcus and Phoebe and her cat, they start dating and Marcus tries to conquer Phoebe's cat🐱🐱
I love this idea!
Marcus adored Phoebe. He had never met anyone like her. She was fierce, funny, intelligent and had so much heart.
But her cat? Her cat was a different story.
Persephone was a black kitten who Phoebe had picked up on her way home, the poor thing in a box outside of Splatfields market and she had fallen in love with her. She was an angel.
But to Marcus, she was a demonic cat. At first, he thought it was because he was a vampire. Cats did not like vampires and vice versa..
"I am not getting rid of my cat, and you will not drink from her!" Phoebe said after catching the two hissing at one another.
Marcus glared at the kitten, who was resting atop one of the many piles of books in her flat.
It started small. Scratch marks in his satchel and on any loose bits of paper that belonged to Marcus.
Then she pissed in his shoes. His expensive, handmade shoes.
Phoebe sighed, "Okay, how do we fix this?"
Marcus huffed, thinking of many scenarios in which he killed the cat. But he knew she would be upset and the last thing he wanted to do was upset Phoebe.
Phoebe was surprised when she returned home from work, and her living room had been rearranged. There was a new velvet-green cat bed and tower in the corner near the balcony and a large green cat tree in which Persephone was happily settled atop one of the platforms.
Marcus was sitting on the couch, the news playing on the tv as he typed up some notes for work, "Hi, love, how was your day?" He asked.
"Uh, great. Why is it so peaceful in here?" Phoebe whispered.
He looked up at her, "Well, I remembered how my grandfather used to temper my aunt Verin's temper. He would buy her stuff."
Phoebe held back a laugh, "So, you went shopping for Sephy?"
"Yes." Marcus sighed, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the cheek.
"You really love me." She smiled, and he grinned.
"Yes. And if that means I must concede to that demon, then so be it." Marcus said.
#a discovery of witches#adow fic#all souls trilogy#marcus whitmore#phoebe taylor#marcus x phoebe#fluff#one shot#persephone the cat
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IT IS CRIMINAL THAT THIS MAN HAS NO FANFICS! Like come on now! A protective vampire who is always possessive and growls. Tall, dark, and handsome. GET IT TOGETHER PEOPLE!
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Christmas Market
Holiday bingo - @storiesofsvu
You were surprised Pierre had even agreed to go. He was usually so busy with helping Matthew and Diana.
But they had practically pushed him to the door when you had asked if he would liked to join.
«I’m sorry if I took you away from your work, Pierre—I just didn’t want to go alone, and no one else seemed to want to», you told him, looking up at him.
«It’s no problem y/l/n—»
«Please call me y/n. You make me sound like my parents when you use my last name.»
He smiled and nodded, «Very well, y/n. I don’t mind going to the market with you. The villagers always make the best Christmas markets.»
It was true. The Village surrounding Sept Tours had an amazing Christmas market.
You’d both been walking around for an hour, looking at all the different stalls.
«We should stop so you can get a bite to eat», Pierre suggested.
Your stomach decided now would be the perfect time to growl, and you giggled softly, «How’d you know?»
«Oh, I have my ways», he said with a chuckle on his lips, tapping your nose.
Making your way to one of the food stalls, Pierre let you order, a bite to eat and a mulled wine for you, then ordered his own mulled wine, which you would later find out was spiked with blood, and paid the bill.
«Thank you, Pierre.» He gave you a soft smile, leading you to a place to sit.
After eating, you got up, grabbing your cup, «I want to go another round, before we head back to the chateau.»
«As you wish.»
A broad smile erupted on your face and you quickly grabbed his hand, pulling him with you for some more exploring.
At the end of the trip, you came back to the chateau with a little gift for everyone in the family and everyone working there.
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Tagging:
@plaidbooks @xoxabs88xox @bidisasterforben @beatrice-san @adowbaldwin @butternuggets-blog @rozalynfrozen
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Cold Case.
TRIGGER WARNING: DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, AND INFIDELITY. DRUNKENNESS. MURDER.
Over a century ago your husband died an agonizing death. Detectives still to this day are floored by the case which has since gone cold. Now with Jack's return and his apparent blood rage. The wheels in your mind start turning as to what truly could have happened. You sit in front of the fireplace going through everything in your mind. Jack walks into the room, you quickly glance at him before talking.
You: The last time I saw my husband, he beat me so bad I lost consciousness. When I woke up the sun had just gone down and he was gone...I assumed he was doing what he always did. Storm out, go to a pub, and talk to other women before bedding them. Except for this time, he didn't come home the next morning.
Jack: (nervously) What happened?
You: Two days later they found his body just outside of town, deep inside the woods. Lying in a pool of blood. His blood. The police detectives told me it looked like he had been savagely attacked by an animal.
Jack stays silent
You: But the thing is my husband died in the middle of winter. Bears were in hibernation and mountain lions don't live in the area of the woods he was found in. And there were no gun or knife wounds on him. They never did figure out what killed him. His case quickly went cold. Now I wonder if it was a vampire that killed him. One with blood rage.
Jack: You think I killed him?
You: Did you?.... I'm not angry Jack, I just want to know the truth.
He takes a deep breath before continuing.
Jack: I saw you with him several different times walking down the street.
The way you looked. The way you were around him. I knew something was wrong. One day I followed you home and I saw him slap you across the face before you even walked through the front door. I should have killed him then and there, but I knew I had to wait. That last night I followed him to a pub and then to a woman's house in the country. I waited outside and when he walked out that's when I...afterward I dragged his body into the woods as far as I could go and I left him there.
You: Was Benjamin with you?
Jack: No.
You: And the woman he was with?
Jack: I didn't harm her. She was innocent. She didn't deserve to die.
You're tempted to ask why, but in your heart, you already know. You get up from where you're sitting and put your arms around him. He returns the gesture.
You: (softly) Thank You.
#tobyregbo#platform 7#francis valois#a discovery of witches#aethelred#the last kingdom#toby regbo#jack blackfriars#fanfiction#my writing#writeblr#writerscommunity#adow fic#imagine#imagines#oneshots#one shot#drabbles#fanfic#fanfic writing
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I've finally updated with a new chapter
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Forgot how so much of Season 3 of A Discovery of Witches is just basically a way to properly hurt my own feelings on behalf of my baby boy, Gallowglass. 😭😭😭
#catch me out back sobbing because my boy deserved so much better#literally breaks my heart#great candidate for fix it fic#gallowglass#gallowglass de clermont#a discovery of witches#ADOW
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Becca: Dad, I'm really worried about Uncle Baldwin. I think he's taking this latest break up worse than usual.
Matthew: Uncle Baldwin's tough, I'm sure he'll be fine.
Becca: ..he's replaced everything in his living room with Ikea furniture
Matthew: ...I'll call Grandma
-no becauase he doesn't decorate anywhere he lives
-because why would he? He travels all the time
-he usually stays in a lot of hotels when working save a few cities, like in his house near Hamburg
-and then she left. Walked out the door. Didnt turn around. Baldwin wasnt welcome anymore
-AND HE DIDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING WRONG TO THIS ONE
-and then he saw a photo of a navy and gold living room and decided he must have it. He went on a buying binge. He had everything. He even got a ficus named fern.
-and to top it all off, the book case was now filled with the most toe curling gooey romance novels (EVEN TWILIGHT), family photos adorning the walls with the decorative text "live laugh love" around the frames. It was clearly a cry for help.
-Ysabeau almost near fainted when she saw it. The colour scheme. The warmth. The love. It was like someone had popped Baldwin in the microwave and he had finally defrosted after 2000 years
-and then she does something no one else had done so far. She didnt say how much better it looked. She didnt comment or laugh at the choice of books. She didnt aww and coo over the photos of the twins on the wall. She didnt make any suggestions on improvements. It was the killer comment that got straight to him.
"Changing your apartment wont get rid of the mental images of Rima here"
-and he broke
-because she was right. No matter how much he tried to wipe her away nothing would change the imprint she had left on him, and his homes.
-Even Mr Puddleduck (the ginger tom they had rescued together, named by the twins) was not aroused from his melancholy with the change. He still meowed at the now empty kitchen that she used to cook (and feed him naughty treats) in.
-the sun had been stolen from him, and he couldnt die his hair red like all the women in the gossip collums did because he was already a red head, he did the next best thing he thought of. He changed his apartment.
-but it hadnt worked. He was dying slowly on the inside and now he was sobbing infront of Ysabeau for the 2nd time in his life.
How completely awful.
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My recent fics
Red White & Royal Blue
Series: What the Living Do
The distance is hard, but they're making it work. Post-film.
1. The Better Part // Henry/Alex
Henry has no reason to be in New York, no acceptable public excuse, just a three-day gap in his schedule and a boyfriend he hasn’t seen in six weeks.
Six weeks and two days, his mind supplies. For a moment he considers blaming that knowledge on how the American election is an easy date to remember.
Instead, he texts Alex: We’re apart for weeks but my body misses you in days, in minutes.
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2. Magna Carta Libertatum // Henry/Alex
“Besides which, I think it’s somewhere in the fine print on being boyfriends. As you’re my first, I may have to refer back to the designated powers and duties, now and then. I haven’t learnt them by heart yet.”
Alex is quiet for a moment and when he speaks his voice is softer, more thoughtful. “I think we get to draw those up ourselves. The position of boyfriend and the officially designated powers and duties therein.”
“Oh,” Henry says. “Well. I’ve never gotten to declare my own powers before. Constitutional monarchy and all that.”
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MCU
Series: A Man Takes His Sadness Down to the River (The Consolation of Philosophy)
A post-TFATWS Endgame Stucky fix-it where a lot needs fixing.
1. The Same River, Twice (The Man Is Still Left with His Hands) // Stucky
Steve had meant to stay forever and didn’t last a year. He meant to return right back to when he left, but that doesn’t work out the way he planned either.
Turns out a lot can happen in nine months.
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2. Still Left with the River (The Paradox of Motion) // Stucky
Coming back from as good as dead to a changed world is easier the second time around. But then Steve supposes that, like with most things, you get better with practice.
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3. Not Language but a Map (The Grammar of Sensation) // Stucky
Steve has never felt right running away from a fight, even if the fight is with unanswered questions. But it’s not running if it’s a road trip and the oldest, thorniest unanswered question is along for the ride.
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4. Lost Vocabularies that Might Express (The Memory of These Broken Impressions) // Stucky
The worst of times, like the best, are always passing away. How’s that for some consolation on the road?
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The Art of the Possible // Sharon-centric, minor Sharon/Bucky
Maybe whether you’ve picked the wrong side depends on where you’re standing—but if you can’t tell who the sucker at the poker table is: it’s you.
Sharon before, during, and after Madripoor.
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The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
Till the Ductile Anchor Hold // Juliet & Sidney
Sometimes, beginnings are like that, slow and gentle until you find yourself in the middle before you realise there was anything to begin at all. Endings, too. Sometimes.
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Chasing Liberty
Truthfully, Once If Strangers // Ben/Anna
Anna sits on the low stone wall that edges the road and watches him wait in line. She admires how his shoulders look in the leather jacket and how his neck is lovely but so masculine, before getting distracted by his Adam’s apple, which she’d really like to skim her teeth over.
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A Discovery of Witches
The Probable Stars // Diana/Matthew
That’s the way of the world, Matthew remembers: you break the things you are fondest of.
(Or, what about those discarded clothes?)
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Like Gold to Airy Thinness Beat // Diana/Matthew
Diana climbs into his lap and his hands immediately come up to steady her. The book he’d been reading slides off the bed with a thud. Her fingers are clumsy as she works down the line of buttons—she doesn't think about why, doesn't care—and, finally, she can touch his cool skin.
See the rest on AO3!
#my fics#pinned post#stucky#steve/bucky#matthew x diana#firstprince#henry/alex#chasing liberty#the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society#adow#rwrb#mcu
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one line, any fic
rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the mid point, pick a line, and share it! Then tag 10 people.
Thanks for tagging me, @aadmelioraa!!
Lustbuster
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“Come on, Fifty Shades of Dishwashing—gimme the walk-in special.”
Don’t Ever Let Me Start
Bodyguard | David Budd x Julia Montague | 1.1k | M
She hadn’t wanted to stare at his stoic, professional face while she went to pieces to the sound of a rattling drink tray, the shock of the day concentrated in her hands.
Horizontally Speaking
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel | Lenny x Midge | 3.3k | E
It isn’t humorous that she’s the punchline of his life so far, the essential release of growing tension, the payoff, the moment he gets to pause and smile and enjoy before the laughter dies down and they expect him to do it all over again.
Feel the Heat, See the Light
Top Gun: Maverick | Rooster x Hangman | 2.1k | T
“I’m finding it a little difficult in a bed that someone’s definitely died in.”
Sailors’ Hands
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An All-American January Christmas
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“Let’s cook the absolute shit out of this big bird you bought.”
And Here’s to You, Chrissy Cunningham
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Somebody who knows, deep down, that the drugs won’t help, but who’s willing to pretend to believe in the medicine of a pretty nurse’s smile.
Cat Ladies
Ted Lasso | Keeley x Rebecca | 8.6k | E
“Listen, babe, if the real reason is you just aren’t into me like that, please say it straight out, because otherwise I gotta think it’s fucking stupid that we don’t fuck to cope.”
The Night Today
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“Stay down,” she requests softly, and he groans, dropping onto his back.
It Doesn’t All Go
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“I guess that’s its own kind of love letter.”
Tagging: @spiderman-homecomeme @mjonesing @mercurygray @heartunsettledsoul @cocoamoonmalfoy @winterlovesong1 @sullypants and anyone else who’d like to do this!
#tag game#forasecondtherewedwon redux#reacquainting myself with my own fics#my writing#Nancy Drew#bodyguard#The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel#TMMM#Top Gun: Maverick#Why Didn't They Ask Evans?#WDTAE#hawkeye#Stranger Things#Ted Lasso#A Discovery of Witches#ADoW#The Queen's Gambit#TQG
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What’s your favorite and least favorite sonic ship
(i won’t be addressing weird ass ships with age gaps or incest shit here, since that’s wack as hell and i don’t care for it)
i’d say my favorite ship is sonic x therapy, but i know that one will never float😔 (i also don’t really have a favorite? i generally ship things if they’re funny, but this is like the first time i Don’t have a favorite ship in a fandom. it’s kinda nice actually.)
my least favorite would have to be sonamy tbh. i just. don’t understand it. from all the content i see, shippers essentially turn sonic into an entirely different character just to be able to date her. they also sometimes change amy’s character a lot also. how am i meant to ship that? it just doesn’t seem like anything but ‘she’s a girl hedgehog! and he’s a boy hedgehog!! they have to get together!’. it just reinforces the idea of ‘if you’re persistent enough, they they’ll have to get worn down eventually right?’. and i say this with the utmost love in my heart for amy rose, it’s creepy as fuck to go around chasing someone who’s consistently turned you down for years. if their genders were swapped, wouldn’t it be perceived by the general public quite differently? why should i not find it creepy just because she’s a girl or whatever?
the idw comics are doing her right but by god she was so heavily mishandled in a lot of games that i just cannot see a healthy relationship between her and sonic romantically
#ive been meaning to ramble about this anyways#i just can’t see it!!! same thing with son adow as well actually#but to a lesser extent#but also#just say you ship keith and lance from voltron#that’s what people turn them into#i know the signs and i’ve read enough klance and sonadow fics to know#that if i were to make a venn diagram with their similarities and differences#it would be a circle
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Ophelia Jackson-Clairmont née Foster-Jackson ( insp. & insp. )
Matthew, we have the chance to change history. We can’t just sit back and do nothing. I’m sorry, mon coeur, but there is nothing to be done. I don’t believe that. And I can’t believe that you do, either. Don’t you think that the covenant is wrong? That Philippe was wrong to create it in the first place? I know he was your father, but you have to admit, he was not perfect — no parent is. Creating the covenant did more harm than good. Like I said, there is nothing to be done. The Congregation will ensure that the covenant will never be overruled. I don’t understand why you won’t fight for us. Because to go against something as ancient as the covenant would mean certain death. It is a fight we cannot ever hope to win. So, you’re not even going to try? Ophelia, it is too dangerous. I would never forgive myself if you were harmed. But what about the countless other creatures we could save if we managed to disband the covenant? Matthew, this is about more than just us. Can’t you see that? Please, think about this. Diana and I can’t do this without you and your family. The Congregation has a higher chance of listening to the de Clermonts than a couple of witches who don’t know how to use their magic. Matthew, I’m not proud of it, but I’m begging you. Don’t leave. We can win this fight. I know we can. Please. Ophelia... I love you. There, I said it. I know we’ve only known each other for a month, but I’ve never been more certain of anything in my entire life. I love you, Matthew de Clermont. Ysabeau will continue to ensure your safety here at Sept-Tours while I am in London. You and Diana will be protected. So, that’s it? You’re just going to walk away. I have no choice, Ophelia. There is always a choice. Not always. You’ve been many things in your long life, Matthew de Clairmont, but I never knew you were a coward.
Read here: Wattpad, AO3
#ch: ophelia jackson#fic: back to life#a discovery of witches#adow#matthew clairmont x oc#a discovery of witches edit#a discovery of witches graphic#adow edit#adow graphic#adria arjona#gifset#ocappreciation#allaboutocs
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Fic Rec Friday
come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound by @lady-of-the-spirit @spirit-whump
So, @lady-of-the-spirit is rude and posted this fic in which Matthew and Marcus are going through it at the hands of a witch. Beautifully written! M, angst and whump, cw: torture
Brighter Future by @justviwriting
I love this - diary entry fics are always great to read and Edwina's voice is nailed so well! G, introspection, angst with a fluffy ending.
Sally Jackson and the Earthshaker by Anny (@cupcakegirla )
Sally and Poseidon getting it on at the beach, featuring a few sea creatures. We need more Sally and Poseidon!!! E, Fluff, Prequel.
you say it best (when you say nothing at all) by izzyyylightwood (@lucy-bridgerton)
Notting Hill with adorable Gregory and Lucy!! This is such a good heartwarming read. T, AU, Fluff & all the rom-com jazz.
The Engagement of Lady Whistledown by @hptriviachamp @orangepeelshortbreadcookies
My lovely moots got together and made a baby full of self reflection, angst, consequences and all that period drama good stuff! G, AU, Angst
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my new fic - wrote a new Fredwina fic - it's fluffy, angsty, marriage of convenience jazz. T, WIP.
#fic rec friday#bridgerton fic#pjo fanfic#Poseidon x Sally#adow fic#angst#fluff#fic rec#leave these people lovely comments!
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Writing Projects
Updated from original posting.
I thought I would do a post of all the writing projects I have in my head or on the go, that you can’t see yet as I don’t like to upload unless I’m a fair way in, or I’ve finished them.
Here goes….
Star Wars:
Shimmer Through the Woods: Part 26 is online, I have written Part 28, part way through Part 27, with another two to go, as I did have an idea about how to shorten the story further just to get it done.
The Good Travelers: Part 1 was posted for the Obidala Valentine Convention in 2014. Eight more parts have been written, the end is nowhere in sight. Obi-Wan and Padmé travel back in time to Episode I. I’m contemplating rewriting this to exclude Anakin as there are some idiots on ff.net who think its within their rights to post troll guest reviews because I trash him. He’s not a saint, so force knows why they treat him so.
Plot 8/untitled Obidala & Post Original Trilogy story: This is probably not that far from being finished, but needs a bit of time to be done. Astonishingly it was one of the first star wars fics that I wrote. Its set after ROTJ, when the New Republic opens negotiations with Naboo. Whilst visiting Naboo, Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade discover a prison whose inhabitants will rewrite history.
The Scarlet Jedi: Very much still an idea at present inspired by The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baronness Orczy.
Bladed Wings Upon a Star: This is still in development, but its a time travel story that I fancy exploring, when I have the time. It brings Obi-Wan from ROTS into AOTC and Qui-Gon from before he chose Obi-Wan as his padawan into AOTC. I have about four parts written so far. Again I might see if I can ignore Anakin in this as well.
Obidala Crossover with a Discovery of Witches: first chapter written, second in progress. No Vampire or Witch element, but the main plot around Ashmole 782 transported into a star wars universe.
Jane Austen:
Unititled: (This was influenced by Matthew Goode playing Wickham in Death Comes to Pemberley.) When Darcy returns to Pemberley, he reevaluates his relationship with Elizabeth, Georgiana and Wickham, who rescues Lydia Bennet in Brighton, which leads to her traumatic demise, resulting in Wickham’s service in the Peninsular War, and eventual redemption. I’m going to try and write it so it fits with Adow maybe.
Serve & Volley: A rewrite of Say Hello, Wave Goodbye, where the Bennets and others take on the world of tennis.
A Discovery of Witches:
Untitled: Just an idea which while re-watching the first episode. Diana and Matthew meeting without the book, which is either discovered much later or not at all.
A Star Wars crossover: first chapter written, second in progress. No Vampire or Witch element, but the main plot around Ashmole 782 transported into a star wars universe.
A Once Upon a Time Crossover: An idea still in development. Henry is a child prodigy at Oxford, Emma is there with him when she discovers the storybook. Killian, a professor and biochemist has been searching for the storybook for several years and learns of her discovery.
Escaping Death Spinoff: A continuation of that oneshot, an AU of a scene in Shadow of the Night.
A Downton Abbey Crossover/Spinoff: This is a continuation of my ideas from the previous Downton Abbey crossovers I have written, exploring Matthew’s life as Henry Talbot in full.
Untitled: Diana has a horse ranch somewhere in America. Matthew comes to work there with, looking after the horses when his research lab at Oxford gets closed by the Congregation.
Untitled: Diana has a cafe in Oxford, near the university, in which she sells blood among the usual coffee, tea, latte, etc and food. Matthew, Miriam and Marcus meet there, whereupon he meets Diana.
Untitled: Diana has been hired to work as a librarian and archivist at Sept Tours when it opens to public tours after the news of the existence of creatures goes public and the covenant is undone
Unititled: (This was influenced by Matthew Goode playing Wickham in Death Comes to Pemberley.) When Darcy returns to Pemberley, he reevaluates his relationship with Elizabeth, Georgiana and Wickham, who rescues Lydia Bennet in Brighton, which leads to her traumatic demise, resulting in Wickham’s service in the Peninsular War, and eventual redemption. I’m going to try and write it so it fits with Adow maybe.
Untitled: Diana and Matthew timewalk to where they were supposed to, instead of 60 miles off course. Will their time in Elizabethan England go more smoothly? Possibly, depends on my muse. Might incorporate the continuation of Escaping Death into it.
Untitled: Many years in the future, Matthew has assumed a new identity, as a woodwork teacher at a private independent school. Diana has passed, their children are all grown up. One day a woman with a young son walks into his classroom, a woman who looks very familiar...
Untitled: Juliet does not go to Madison after breaking free from Gerbert.
Game of Thrones:
Untitled Tysan: Modern Westros. Tywin Lannister is a photographer, Sansa Stark a fashion model who agrees to a weekend photoshoot away with him.
Untitled Tysan: Old Westros. Tywin Lannister endures several nightmares about the future which causes him to take the Iron Throne and change the lives of his three children, among others. Twenty years later, he goes to the North in search of the woman who was the subject of torture and abuse in his nightmares.
In Need of Some Cheer: Sansa is a Cheerleader and gymnast and Tywin has taken his granddaughter Myrcella to the championships.
Untitled Tysan: Tywin is captured and injured during the war of the five kings, before the Red Wedding. While Robb Stark becomes King of the Seven Kingdoms, Sansa is sent home to be married off to a northern ally, but ends up managing Winterfell when Bran falls into a coma, dodging marriage proposals and looking after the two Lanister prisoners of war, Jaime and Tywin.
Untitled Tysan: Tywin is famous artist, undertaking a retrospective of his pieces, in need of a new model. Enter Sansa.
Untitled Tysan: Sansa works for the most famous and reputable auction house in Kings Landing. Tywin asks them to value his collection regularly.
Untitled Tysan: Tywin has lunch on a bench in the park when notices a little girl. He then notices her mother. Sansa is a single mother who has moved to King's Landing as her daughter needs a special school. Due to her past relationship, Sansa's daughter is deaf.
Btvs:
Seasons 6 & 7 of Seasons Rewrite: Episode Guides written, but other fandoms took hold.
Charmed:
A rewrite of Seasons 4-8 to include Prue, Cole and others: I started this and then abandoned it, but I still would like to do it, although at the moment the existence of Paige is up for debate. I’m currently not a fan of Rose McGowan at present. I know that’s no reason to write out her character, so we shall see.
North and South: Mr Bell visits Helstone to inform Margaret that she will inherit his property and takes her to Milton where she accompanies him to the Thornton annual dinner and she meets the mill owner. Mr Bell names Mr Thornton as his overseer and be is required to travel to Helstone to keep Margaret informed on her property. Her father never loses his position.
The Scarlet Pimpernel: Percy overhears Chauvelin’s visit with Marguerite and her passionate defense of the Scarlet Pimpernel and how Chauvelin had her implicated in the arrest of st. Cyr.
Once Upon A Time: Emma is organising Christmas at her family’s stately home. Killian is a volunteer. Inspired by Christmas at Holkham Hall and Castle Howard.
Downton Abbey: Mary marries Richard Carlisle, who dies, leaving Mary a widow. Matthew has also died, Lavinia is alive, possibly has a son and heir. Henry Talbot arrives.
Downton Abbey: The burns patient was indeed Patrick Crawley. This changes everything for Matthew, Lavinia, Mary, Edith and others.
Whether all of these stories will eventually go online is up to the muse.
Re-blogged due to five new tysan and one adow ideas.
#fics#adow fics#game of thrones fics#charmed fics#btvs fics#austen fics#north and south fics#scarlet pimpernel fics#once upon a time fics#obidala fics
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Hey I just reread your Marcus fic for the hundredth time 🥵 will you ever finish it? I really like it ❤️
no way!!! Thank you so much, what a lovely message! yes, I absolutely will… even if it takes me years haha I wanna finish the fic~ 💖
between you and I, I’ve been processing a lot of things and had major writers block/motivation…… but recently I’ve been writing a little so hopefully I’m getting back on the horse as we speak and thus more Marcus sin the near future?~
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PEDRO BOYS AND ADOW IN ONE PLACE?!?!?!?!? I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I’M SUPPOSED TO HANDLE THIS BUT I’M SO HERE FOR IT
OKAY
BUT LISTEN
I've been thinking about this for forever and I think I finally got a good idea.
And it's definitely not what any of you are thinking 😂😂
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From Eva Jaegar, with love
Photo credit: @baldwinmontclair1
I'm not even sorry. Not in the slightest.
She had not seen him in decades, not since they had ended their relationship in August 1911, and up until Philippes death he had listened to her wishes and kept his distance. During their 200-ish year relationship, they had bickered, she told him to leave and never come back and around a week later he would grovel, and all would be well. He knew in 1911 no amount of grovelling would fix the problem, so he gave her the space she needed.
However when Philippe passed, he needed her. He had felt unimaginable pain in 2000 years though he kept his emotions at bay. His family did not think he had any. Never considered he had known and felt loss.
But when it came to Philippe - for him there were no words. Part of him died with his friend, his father. Most didn't understand Baldwin, or they did not bother to take the time to know him. But Philippe did. The wound became aggravated when Baldwin saw his body, knowing instantly it was the work of Matthew. He knew his father was in pain, he had hoped he would come out the other side but he never did. What aggrieved Baldwin the most was that he was not given the chance to give his father that mercy. To alleviate the burden of life. An honourable suicide is something Baldwin did not sneer at. He would regret for his entire existence and begrudge Matthew for taking that from him.
What he needed though was comfort, a warm place where he could grieve properly. He had done the Church service, carried the coffin and made small talk with those who had attended. He had even stretched to giving Ysabeau a comforting pat on the back and offered her his handkerchief. When his responsibilities had waned finally after almost six months, he left to find Eva.
She was easy to find for him, her family homes were in two places, Germany or New York. Germany was a no go so off he fled hastily to the states.
"Baldwin" she greeted him solemnly. She had heard of course and suspected he may show up. She had sent flowers to Ysabeau with condolence on behalf of the Jaegar family. When Eva's own sister had passed during the start of the War Baldwin had extended the same respect and sent a bouquet to their mother.
"I-" his lip wobbled for a moment, the weight of it all just hit him as he saw her face. He knew it to be entirely his fault, the actions he took to start the first world war led to the second and his father's abduction and death. There was no one out there that hated him more than his own self
"Come on" She extended her hand, no matter the issues of their past she knew him, not always what drove his silly actions, but she knew his heart. She knew the amount of pain he would be in.
As soon as the door closed he was crying. He held her tightly grasping at her waist to anchor himself. They stayed like that for some time. Every now and then he would whisper an apology, or mutter Philippes name or mumble something horrid about Matthew. It always came back to the same i just needed to see you and then he would break again. She had managed to manoeuvre them into the drawing room, thankfully out the way of the hallway.
She pulled back again to study his face and used the back of her hand to wipe the fallen tears. She hadn't much noticed just how overgrown his usually neat hair was, and the addition of the beard. She liked the unkempt look on him. It gave him a rugged handsomeness, a stark contrast to his snappy suits and groomed persona. She dropped her hand and scraped it over his beard and then tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck "No scissors in the trenches?"
"No" He pushed his face to the side of her neck, nuzzling to the side of it. The soft hair tickled her skin and it made her giggle "I miss your laugh" he sighed
They had slowly slipped further down the couch, laying down facing one another "I sent flowers, did they reach France before the service?" she asked in the quiet of the night. He had arrived when it was still light. The moon casted a shadow in the room, little flickers from the candles lit up the space too
"They did, thank you" he cleared his throat "I should leave"
"Probably wise" she whispered. But it was those eyes, the same ones that she could never resist. She still had not forgiven him but there were things he needed right now, and things no man could quite come close to doing for her.
Neither was sure who made the first move, but in the end it didn't matter. In that moment they needed each other for different reasons but all the same emotions went into it. A longing, regret and hate.
His hands smoothed over the silkiness of the new bras she had adopted and marvelled at the way it cut and held her breasts. He started there, each kiss as tentative as the last and it burned her skin. He knew, always knew. Her body was mapped out in his mind. His fingers danced along her skin, dipping into her warmth with light and soft touches bringing her in to his will.
She tried to focus passed the fuzzy haze she was in to rid him of his clothing, and once she had she was memorized. Gone entirely was the Roman that shaved and waxed, in its place was a fine rugged man. He was thick and just the medicine she had needed after the War. She liked this new him, the wild glint in his eye that was encapsulated by his new look. She had seen Baldwin at war, but he had never looked so powerful. His thighs had filled out, arms broader and there was just so much more of him to love.
They revelled in each other, he took what he needed, and she gave it gladly. She gripped his sides as he took dominance, hands grasping at his waist as she cried out in ecstasy. He moaned her name, endearments he had not used in decades, sweet cries of pet names he only reserved for her. She felt him, all of him pressing his weight down. The scruff on his chest rubbed against her pebbled nipples, her own silky-smooth skin a contrast to his. Her legs gripped firmly around him; her body was his cage. She wouldn't let him go, not until she deemed this rendezvous to be finished.
His hands touched and wandered, gripping at her thighs and circling tight rubs of her sweetest spot. He watched her come undone again and again, a song so sweet it put the pain he had felt to a far reach of his mind. All he knew in this moment was her. He could feel her nails digging into his shoulders, clawing at his flesh and it only drove him deeper, wanting more and more of her pleasure to unwind around him.
They spent a long weekend together, one with unspoken terms. As soon as you leave, we return to the stalemate we had before. Five days later he left, the sadness in his heart still heavy but he felt in himself less angry at the situation. He had time to compartmentalise emotions, more so those resentments towards Matthew.
What had made him smile though was the letter he had found in his coat pocket when he boarded his plane
No matter what has passed between us, I still love you. Should you be so inclined I recommend the beard and extra thickness remains a permanent fixture in your life. Rugged handsomeness suits you, Centurion. From Eva Jaegar, with love.
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