#hallie fanfiction

[callsign-daydream]

How the Hangman Stole Christmas! - TGM

Summary: It's Secret Santa time for the Dagger Squad! Every year, Hangman manages to figure out everyone's SS and spoil the fun, but the rest of the squad is determined to keep him in the dark this year. Will they succeed, or will Jake Seresin once again be the Dagger Squad's personal Grinch?

Warnings/Content: Plain ol' silliness, alcohol mentioned, starred out swearing, OC included, little to no editing happened here

Word Count: ~1024

A/N: Merry Christmas Eve, everyone! My gift to you is this silly little blurb. Wishing you smiles, joy, and peace from Above in the coming days! <3

How the Hangman Stole Christmas!

“Go away, Bagman.”

“No.”

“**** off.”

“Forget it.”

“Seriously, Jake?”

“Didn’t you ruin Christmas enough last year?”

Jake Seresin worked with a bunch of losers. It wasn’t his fault that he’d managed to figure out everyone’s Secret Santa last year. Or that they’d decided to try it again this year. He was just that smart, and his squad was just that bad at keeping secrets. 

Of course, he probably didn’t have to announce everyone’s Secret Santa the day before the exchange, but that was besides the point.

Unfortunately, everyone was being a stick in the mud and complaining that he “ruined Christmas.” Even Fanboy was uncharacteristically tight-lipped on the topic. The other Daggers had evidently told Maverick about the incident as well, as Jake was met with an instant “I don’t know” when he approached the Captain.

Of course, the opposition was just extra incentive for Jake to get creative.

He knew he had Coyote, and he was pretty sure he could confirm a few key Daggers…

—

The bakery was crowded on a Saturday, but Jake needed to snag a few things for Daydream. Both for a Christmas present and for bribing her to tell him who she’d pulled for Secret Santa. He was debating whether she'd be more willing to tattle over a cannoli or some tiramisu when he heard a familiar voice.

“Yeah, two dozen. Thanks.”

Rooster, as Jake lived and breathed, buying a box of pistachio pizzelles that only one person they knew ate.

Hangman smirked to himself.

Busted.

—

“How’s my favorite pilot?”

Daydream looked up as Jake waltzed into her apartment. Her face was anything but impressed as she placed Pillsbury gingerbread cookies on a baking sheet.

“I’m not telling you who I have for Secret Santa.”

“Fine. I’ll keep this early Christmas present for myself.” He opened the box to display the dessert

“Tiramisu!”

He chuckled and held it high over his head. “What’s the magic word?”

She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “Still not telling.”

“Nope. I think it rhymes with peas.”

Another eye roll that made him crack a smile.

“Please.”

“With pleasure, Dreamgirl.”

She eyed him suspiciously as she accepted the gift before marching to the fridge. Jake was just debating what else could possibly get her to talk when a paper on the counter caught his eye. It was a familiar green color, with a singular name scrawled across it.

Gotcha.

—

Jake slid into the booth at the Hard Deck. He almost had all his answers, except one. And he knew exactly who to confront.

“Hey Floyd,” he greeted Bob. “You breaking hearts out here on your own?”

The man blinked behind his glasses. “I’ve been sworn to secrecy, Bagman.”

Jake held up his hands. “I didn’t ask.”

“Well, good.”

Jake nodded and knocked back his drink. He scanned the bar and was satisfied to see no sign of Phoenix. No need to have her literally swoop in and snatch Bob away just yet.

“Hope your shopping went well. Fitch must be hard to shop for.”

Bob chuckled. “I don’t have Payback.”

Jake nodded. “Right. Good thing too. I’m sure Fanboy would be easier to buy for anyway.”

There it was. Bob opened his mouth and shut it. It was fast enough to nearly miss, but Jake had spoken to his fellow aviator enough to know what it meant.

“I don’t have either of them. Keep trying, Jake.”

Jake chuckled and waved a hand. “Nah. I’m done guessing this year.”

I don’t need to.

—

Gifts and beers littered the table that the Daggers huddled around. Penny had replaced the usual jukebox tracks with Christmas music, leaving them with “Blue Christmas” in the background. The squad had elected to dress in civilians, a move Jake was glad for considering the red dress Daydream had broken out for the occasion.

“Alright!” Phoenix yelled to shut the squadron up. “Are we ready for Secret Santa?”

The table cheered, including Jake.

Rooster spoke up and lifted his bottle. “And I want to raise a toas to all of us besting Bagman this year!”

Cheering and clinking followed, until Jake stretched and smirked. This was the best part of the game, to his mind.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Rooster. Who wants me to tell them who their Santa is?”

"Not again." Phoenix's face dropped.

“But we didn’t tell you anything,” Payback said.

Jake shrugged, soaking in the incredulity of his squad. “Didn’t have to.”

“You’re bluffing,” Daydream said beside him.

With a quick swig of his beer, Jake cracked his knuckles and leaned forward.

“I have Coyote. Easy.” He passed over the box he’d wrapped to perfection, which was accepted with a lifted eyebrow.

“Coyote tells me every year, and this time around he got good ol’ Rooster.”

Everyone booed as Coyote sheepishly handed over a box full of vinyls with a bow on the front.

“Oh, come on!” Coyote snatched up his drink. “It’s one name. How could he have figured anyone else out?”

“Was last year not bad enough for you?” Fanboy asked.

“I still don’t believe you know everyone,” Daydream said.

“Fine. Rooster has you. Saw him shopping at an Italian bakery when the most cultural he gets is Del Taco every Tuesday.”

“They make good tacos!”

“Dreamgirl left her paper on the counter when I came over and has Bob. Bob does the mouth thing when he’s lying, making it easy to guess that he has Fanboy.”

Bob sputtered and did the mouth thing.

“Garcia can’t hide cards to save his life, or in this case, a Secret Santa slip. I knew you had Payback from day one.”

“This is why you always lose at poker, man.” Payback shook his head as he accepted a bag overflowing with tissue paper.

“I knew Payback didn’t have me because Phoenix made that special face she keeps just for me when she saw her paper, leaving Fitch to have Phoenix by process of elimination.”

He stuck his toothpick in his mouth and leaned back in his chair as everyone stared at him. Maybe he could be an ace detective in his post-naval career. He was a bit of a genius when it came to deduction, apparently.

Phoenix turned back to the group. “So we leave out Bagman next time?”

“Hey!"

#daydream writes #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fic #top gun fanfiction #dagger squad #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd #hallie daydream a jones #javy coyote machado #reuben payback fitch #mickey fanboy garcia #oneshot #hangman is an annoying *word I don't say* #dagger squad secret santa #a very top gun Christmas #merry Christmas yall <3

[final-girl96]

My Boyfriend's Back Chapter Nineteen

My back hit the door when Stu walked out of the darkness of the hall. I held my hand out, "Stop! Just don't move any closer to me. Stay where you are!" There was no hiding the panic or the fear from him. I'm sure he could not only hear it in my voice but could see it on my face as well. He stopped, arm up slightly, with his palms facing me. "I'm not here to hurt you, babe. I just want to talk. I miss you and I know you miss me."

I shook my head, "I don't–I don't miss you, and I don't want to talk," I told him. He chuckled, "You sure you don't miss me? Because you took some of my shirts and all the pictures of us…well, almost all of them…it all says that you do miss me. I know you've been sleeping in my shirts at night, too. I know you still love, so don't try and say you don't. Wouldn't want to get mad and something I'll regret." I slowly moved to the left, hoping I could distract him enough to either bolt into the theater or go around him.

"I thought you were dead. Then Sheriff Burke told me you weren't in the house and I've been terrified ever since. Just being in your room had the hairs on the back of my neck standing. I can always feel you fucking watching me. Why can't you just…I don't know…fuck off. Let me live my life without the fear that you're going to show up and kill me."

"I would never fucking kill you! I wouldn't fucking hurt you on purpose! I didn't want you to be involved in Billy's stupid fucking plan but he said there was no other choice. That's why I drugged you. I thought if you were asleep for the whole thing then you would never know what happened. I could convince you that your dad was the killer and killed Sidney before we could stop him. But then you and Sidney surprised us. You woke up. We didn't think you two would fight back as hard as you did." He stepped closer and I moved a little more.

"When you cried into my shoulder because you thought I was did it fucking broke me. God, baby…I just wanted to hold you and tell you that everything was going to be okay. I wanted to beg for your forgiveness. It was hard having to leave until I was healed enough to go back to Woodsboro. The first night I was back I watched you as you sat on the deck and cried. And you know I can't stand that. I can't take it when you cry. But I can't tell you that I regret what I did. Because I don’t. I like the feeling of how easy my knife slices someone open. The feeling of when it hits bone. And I'll do it again if someone dares to come near you and try to take what's mine."

He was so distracted with his rant that I was sure he didn't realize we had switched places from walking in circles. "I don't belong to you. I don't belong to anyone." He titled his head back and closed his eyes letting out a long sigh. That's when I took the chance to turn and run. I heard Stu yell, "Fuck!" As I ran around the corner. "What did I tell you?! You running from me make me fucking hard as fuck! I like the chase, baby! But I'm going to like it even more when I catch you!"

My heart was pounding against my ribcage and rushed in my ears. I frantically tried doors only for all of them to be locked. Fear shot up my spin and the hairs on the back of my neck and on my arms stood. I didn't know where I was going or where Stu was. The halls were pitch black, a loud crack of thunder rocked the building, and a flash of lightning lit the hall through a window that overlooked the campus just as I looked behind me. I screamed when I saw Atu standing a few feet away from me, I turned around and ran.

I kept trying doors as I went. Being chased in a dark building and the thunderstorm I felt like I was in a real fucking horror movie. But if I was being honest…it may have sent a joke of excitement through me. And if it wasn't for the fact my boyfriend was a fucking murdering psychopath I might have laughed. I might even let him catch me but he was a murdering psychopath and I didn't want to die. I know he said he would hurt me but I honestly don't believe that.

I tried one more door and was relieved when it opened. I slammed the door behind me and turned to lock it only for there to be no lock. "Fuck," I whispered. "You can't keep running, sweetheart!" I frantically looked around the room for something to put in front of the door. I didn't have time to try and push the cabinet in front of it. I slowly moved away from the door and backed up. I turned in a circle taking a better look at where I was. I couldn't see much but I looked like I was in one of the film school's editing rooms.

I quickly hid when I heard the door open. I couldn't see much. The only light was the red and green lights on the equipment. I pushed myself between the filing cabinets, hand over my mouth to try and keep as quiet as possible. I knew it was no good and that I should just give up. He had me cornered. "Just give in. You have nowhere to go, babe. So just come out and I promise I will not hurt you. I just want to talk. I want–fuck! I want to fix us. Please, baby."

I peaked around the cabinet to see his back turned towards me, so I quietly moved towards the door while staying crouched. I moved slowly, making sure I didn't run into anything. I kept my eyes on him until I got to the door. Just as my hand landed on the door handle, I got yanked backward by my bag that was on my back. I tensed as fear shot through me, and then I started to thrash as he wrapped one arm around my waist, wrapping a hand around my throat. He held me tight against his body, running the tip of his nose up my neck until his lips brushed my ear. And whispered, "Gotcha."

#stu macher x reader #stu macher smut #stu x reader #stu x you #stu macher imagine #stu macher #stu macher fanfiction #scream imagine #scream fanfiction #scream 2 #scream #scream x reader #ghostface smut #ghostface fanfiction #ghostface imagine #ghostface x reader #ghostface #sidney prescott #derek feldman #hallie Mcdonald #mickey altieri #randy meeks #dewey riley #gale weathers #joel martin #windsor college #horror fanfiction #slasher fanfiction #nc17 #nc 17

[theloversthedreamersandme82]

Also on ff.net

Summary:          Mary helps with Hallie, Stede and Ed climb trees, and Ethan has a run in with Alma.

Notes:          I've been inspired by your lovely comments, They're always welcome. You may have noticed the chapter count has gone up, It may go up again still. Sorry but my brain runs away with my fingers sometimes.

Babywearing Ed is inspired by this gorgeous art on Twitter by @JiskeChristine If there are tags I've missed or you think I should add, please let me know

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd fanfic #blackbeard #edward teach #stede bonnet #mary allamby bonnet #ethan teach-bonnet #hallie bonnet-teach #alma bonnet #louis bonnet #doug #how can the heart survive? #hcths #fanfiction #my writing #kermit writes #ao3 #ff.net

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Slashing Through Your Trauma Pt 1

It was complicated enough going back to college, after everything that happened the first time. Then, the fact that she had not yet tapped into her own healing, and there she had been, back in one of the most triggering environments that existed in her world, finishing her degree to learn how to heal others. But, Hallie managed. 

For a time, she didn’t feel comfortable going by her own name, but once she did get around to the healing portion of her personal evolution, Hallie McDaniel was ready to be secure in being Hallie McDaniel again. Then one day, she became Hallie McDaniel, PsyD. And after some time, she became Hallie McDaniel, Ph.D. 

She traveled for lectures, wrote books, did scientific research, and every now and then, when she wasn’t obsessing over high-profile criminal cases, helped with lower-profile ones. “This is a horror movie in the making!” She heard Mickey’s voice say one night and she looked around the apartment and began her triple checks of all of the potential entries and hiding spaces if anyone was already inside. It was just her. 

Hallie opened the top of her night shirt in the mirror and looked at her scar. She should not still be here. A lot of factors went into her now standing in the mirror, looking at herself. 

1. Killers are often not as talented as they think they are. A single stab wound, in just the right place and she’s dead. A single stab wound slightly off from just that right place, and she has a better chance of survival. 2. Blood loss could have killed her, but after the guards never checked in, when detectives were sent to search, she had not yet enough to kill her. But, she did not have a lot of time. 3. There was no killer to check that she wasn’t alive. The killers went to square off with Sidney, and both died that night. 4. There were no copycats to chase after the dream of killing her, because she was part of a small, exclusive group that people didn’t know about.

Hallie had survived the killings, and she was able to receive protection specifically for the fact that it had already been proven that copycats may try to hunt again. When she had the chance to recover physically, with a scar and a lasting but treatable respiratory situation, Hallie McDaniel had survived. She was never quite right again.

Sometimes, she found herself perusing the sites where people glorified her friends’ murderers and romanticized her presumed death. There were people who got something out of thinking about Mickey killing her. People who were obsessed with it. She found herself reading their message board posts and trying to desensitize herself to the recoil of finding things like that. Sometimes, she found herself studying them for personal reasons. She knew that Mickey had found Billy Loomis’s mother on message boards like these. Were some of these people also potential killers? 

And even more importantly, were some of these people potential Ghostface killers? She was unable to stop obsessing about whether or not some version of the killer may find her. That inability to let it rest led her to traveling to try to find survivors, in areas where there had been suspicious happenings of murder,  just to see if they by chance escaped Ghostface or someone like him. This became her passion outside of her work, and something she kept extensive research on.

This was private work, but it caused her to have to relive her attack and revisit her time with the friends she had met in college and thought she might have for the rest of her life. 

Even though she made her decision to come out of witness protection to get to her therapist journey, she kept off the radar. After learning in the news that Cotton Weary had been found and murdered, the level of panic that shot through her was indescribable. Her fears were coming true. There was another killer in a Ghostface mask hunting. 

She had not remained in Ohio after the murders, though she did often look into crimes there, as though there was still a killer lingering. She had made herself comprehensive reports on each of the killers that she knew of so far from everything that she could find out about them. She had no plans to ever return to Ohio or ever go to California. 

Even as big as it was, knowing Woodsboro was there made the thought of it small. Too small to hide. But, she didn’t want to continue living in her home in Philadelphia, either. Unfortunately, Pennsylvania was beginning to feel too close to Ohio, considering her mounting fears.

The press was romanticizing yet another series of movies surrounding the Stab movie in production, and when she saw Sidney Prescott winding up in the middle of it, Mickey’s voice said in her mind, “She’s still the star!” And Hallie bought herself an RV as soon as she could and began heading away from California and a little further from Ohio, too. 

She was on her way into New Jersey when she learned of a place with a local legendary killer who “Always comes back,” and well, that sounded like the thing she knew about Ghostface. Sidney would kill them and another would arise in his place. “Crystal Lake, I guess I’m coming to visit you..”

#Hallie McDaniel #Nesha Fanfiction #Nesha Crossover #Slashing Through Your Trauma #Slashing Through Part 1 #horror fanfiction #hallie mcdaniel fanfiction #Scream Franchise #Freddy vs Jason #Hallie McDaniel x Kia Waterson Fanfic #Friday the 13th Franchise #Crossover #Crossover AU #Scream 2 x Freddy VS Jason #Scream x Friday the 13th Crossover #Hallie x Kia

[anonymousdandelion]

In honor of the #Doggomens event, here is the series that began with my second-ever Good Omens fic, and has gradually grown since then. (I had hoped to be able to write a new installment in time for the event, but alas, the stars did not align.)

This series holds a special place in my heart, and I hope that others enjoy it.

Stories set in a 'verse in which, post-canon, Aziraphale and Crowley end up with a dog and they all love each other very much.

This series holds a special place in my heart, and I hope that others enjoy it. Happy Adopt a Shelter Pet Day!

#good omens #fanfiction #good omens fanfiction #dandelion fics #ineffable husbands #dogs #doggomens #hallie and the ineffables

[inevitablemoment]

Next Generation Bannister Family: Elizabeth “Libby” Bannister x Ethan Luna

When Libby is a dancer in a show that her older brother, Adrian, is also in, he introduces her to his co-star, Ethan Luna. Five years older than her, Ethan served for two and a half years in the army before returning to his true passion of performing. He is immediately charmed by her, and finds himself forgetting his lines when they share musical numbers together. They begin dating after the show closes, and end up marrying on July 7th, 2034. They later have two daughters, Danielle Theresa (born on her mother’s twenty-fifth birthday) and Paige Beatrice (born November 22nd, 2038).

#My Shitty Edits #Elizabeth Bannister #Libby Bannister #Ethan Luna #Libthan #Libby x Ethan #Elizabeth x Ethan #Libby Bannister x Ethan Luna #Bannister Family #Bannister Children #Fanfiction #Fanfic and Fandom #Headcanon #The Frighteners #Altered Perceptions #Altered Perceptions 'Verse #Original OTPs #Hallie Eisenberg #Hallie Kate Eisenberg #David Alvarez

[coraniaid]

This is ... not so much 'headcanon' as it is just blatantly baseless speculation about the internal metaphysics of a show that never bothered with consistent world-building, but. I'm going to be honest with you: it's a fun conceit for fanfiction, but I don't think Jenny or Jesse or Kendra are alive in the Wishverse. Or any other human person who we saw killed on the show before The Wish, for that matter. I think that wouldn't make sense narratively or within the logic of the show.

Within the logic of the show first, such as it is: while it's never made quite explicit, I don't think vengeance demons can actually grant wishes that bring people back to life (at least not human beings who were killed by mundane means). Yes, the Master is very much alive and kicking in the world of The Wish -- or undead and kicking, anyway -- but

it was already established in When She Was Bad that the Master could somehow be brought back to life by his followers; and

it will later be established on Angel that there are spells to resurrect dead vampires who didn't even leave a convenient skeleton behind; and

the show has always been clear in many other ways that the rules of magic as applied to humans aren't the same rules that operate for vampires

If vengeance demons could bring back the dead, why doesn't anyone who knows Anya is a vengeance demon by the end of Season 6 just suggest Willow wishes for Tara back? (Yes, Willow doesn't know about Anya, but other people do. Anya knows, for that matter.) Why does Anya not offer this even as late as the beginning of Season 7? Why doesn't Halfrek appear in Season 5 to try to get Dawn to wish for her mother back?

Of coruse the real answer is pragmatic. Anya doesn't do this because then there would be no story (or there would be a different, inferior story). Halfrek doesn't do this because she didn't actually exist at that point: the writers hadn't invented her yet. But, within the rules of the fictional universe, I think the simplest explanation is: vengeance demons cannot actually undo a human being's death. And if they can't grant a direct wish that a person didn't die, it doesn't quite make sense to me that they could accidently resurrect somebody as a side-effect either. (Otherwise instead of wishing a person was alive, you could just wish things leading up to their death had happened slightly differently.)

I think this is consistent too with the way Anya talks about Buffy and Joyce's death. Again, the show will later retcon that she is friends with a vengeance demon that can grant wishes to children in pain. Why would Anya, as baffled and horrified by Joyce's death as she is, not even suggest asking her friend Hallie for help? (Assuming the writers had had the idea of Halfrek at this point, of course, which they hadn't.)

And narratively, just within the episode itself: though I've sometimes seen people on here claim the opposite, Giles in the Wishverse is surely meant to be right to believe that a better world than his is possible, not just for Buffy and for Sunnydale but for himself as well. There's not meant to be some ironic twist here. The idea that when the alternate Giles breaks Anya's amulet he is unwittingly cursing himself to a "worse" reality is, I think, a very strange subversion of what the show is trying to show (and, frankly, it wouldn't be true even if Jenny did exist in the Wishverse - a Giles reunited with Jenny in a world ruled over by the Master is hardly better off than our Giles). But that means, as well, he can't be unwittinly dooming Jesse or Jenny or Kendra or anyone else to suddenly not exist anymore.

The likelihood is, I admit, that in a world where Buffy hadn't ever come to Sunnydale there would be some people who were alive still who aren't in the show's true reality. For some easy examples: if the Summers never move to Sunnydale, they never invite a foreign exchange student to visit them and so he doesn't get eaten by a mummy; Joyce never befriends Pat at her local reading group so she doesn't get killed by zombies; Angel never loses his soul so he doesn't kill Theresa. Maybe, on the balance of probability, those people should be alive in The Wish.

But I don't think the show would condone Giles making the utilitarian calculation that all those people's lives could be wished away to bring Buffy back, even unknowingly. I think that -- even though it admittedly doesn't make much sense -- we're supposed to assume that (somehow) everybody really is better off in the original reality than they are in the false reality of The Wish. And, within the universe of the show, the simplest way to make that true is to suggest that, whatever happens, no wish a vengeance demon grants can ever bring the dead back to life. For some reason, events transpired in such a way that even the people who we'd think should be alive in a Sunnydale where Buffy never showed up are meant to still be dead in The Wish. (Maybe somebody else invited Ampata over; maybe Pat died in a car crash; maybe Theresa got killed by vampire!Willow instead of Angelus.)

The story just doesn't make sense to me otherwise.

(As ever, usual disclaimer that I don't think the writer of Season 3's The Wish gave so much as the slightest thought to the question of whether Jesse or Kendra or Jenny were alive in thsi reality, that the reason we don't see Jenny is that the actor who played her had already been written out of the show and was only (reluctantly) going to come back for one more episode and that the reason we don't see Jesse among the White Hats is that the writers had already forgotten he ever existed.)

#btvs

[jandjsalmon]

2024 FRC - March🍀

This one is a scheduled posted because as we speak, I will be living it up on my vacation to Venice and Croatia - but I'll screenshot my word count first thing on April 01 - so that it'll be up to date. If you're following me on SM - I apologize in advance for the plethora of pictures I'll be inundating you with soon. 😉

In other non-vacationy news, as in past years, my daughter and her amazing basketball team defended their title as Provincial Champions and successfully won Back-To-Back Championships. If you were here last year, you'd remember that this was the first time in school history and so doing it again was even more momentous. I chose a close-up this year. Kinda bittersweet that she's played her last game - but really happy with how this season turned out. 🏀

Okay - back to the fanfiction. Things in the @fanfic-reading-challenge are progressing nicely. If you’re looking for a fun way to get out of your comfort zone, you should come check it out. and for those of you who are new here - over the last couple of years, I’ve not only been participating in the fic challenge (which is still open for new members jsyk and the Discord is pretty neat) but I've been tracking all the fic I've read and reported back here once a month with some stats and some recs, and a little bit of boring stuff about my life. That’s what this post is.

Below the cut are my March stats and some fun fic recs. I’ve been tackling the challenge tasks and am nearly done the ‘extreme’ mode. I'll crack 6 million words on the airplane back home on Friday. 😉

March 2024

As for my recs for you! Try these - you might enjoy them. The pairings are all over the place - but if it is something you've never read before, let one of them be your first foray into the ship.🖤🖤

I actually stumbled upon this fic accidentally to pass off a task for the challenge but Folie à Deux by @cypresssunns (E 1/1) - is a super delightful Knives Out fic and I'm SO glad I read something new!. The pairing is Marta/Ransom and it is a "Marriage of Convenience/Ransom remains a sociopath but Marta kinda likes him like that" kinda fic. It was delightful and if you're into co-dependency and couples where no one is really a good person - this is the fic for you!

Of course I never go a month without recommending at least one Wenvier fic - and Pomegranate. by @theravenandtheartist (T - 1/1) was fantastic. Wednesday in particular felt perfectly in character. Xavier is adorkable. And honestly, I just have a unhealthy love for Hades and Persephone - so while this is NOT an AU, the mythology does play into the story and I loved how it was done. Great read!

Anyway - I have lots of tasks yet to complete - so if you have a fic that you’d like to recommend - let me know! I'll see you when I get home! 🖤

And seriously, COME ON. racing the yellow lights is a Hallie/Society Assassins AU (M - 1/1) and it's fantastic. I've read it about a bajillion times and it is ALWAYS delightful. Of course the great @smc-27 writes one of the best Harrys in the whole fandom so it's completely unsurprising that this fic has me in a chokehold. If you like The Society - and you like Hallie and fun AUs - don't forget to review! 💛

#2024frc #2024 fic reaching challenge #reading fics with jandy #vacayqueue

[questfriendspodcast]

Questions for everyone: What’s your favourite and least favourite fanfiction trope? And what’s something you would like to see a fanfic of? (Can be anything, like characters, AU’s, specific scenes…)

(Please, I need more ideas-)

“Enemies to lovers, and I want a fanfic where Victor Kain finally builds a school in the Town-on-Gorkhon.” -Tom

"I can't believe I'm announcing this on a Tumblr post but hurt/comfort. Hurt/comfort all the way. It's my JAM. For fanfics I would want like any Xoc & Ness fic. Would love to check in where Don is at. Or Cookie Crew??? The BB's???? Would love to read a fic where hopper doesn't die." -Hallie

"I like reading cute stories with happy endings but as a general rule I am just basic and easily pleased. Seconded on the BBs especially though; Cassidy and I wanted Eraf and Ig to be a thing but didn’t really have the time to play it out and over all I just love those characters. Main cast of season 1 and season 2 stuff would be fun to see as well. Like I said, it’s not hard to make me happy." -Emily

"Messing with Hopper. There was a period of time when we had a lot of fanfiction, and a common theme was shipping hopper with anyone and everyone (resulting in my favorite Quest Friends fanfic to this day: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15855315). But while Hopper is everyone's favorite target, I just really like fanfiction that's transformative, either seriously or jokingly. Coffeshop AUs, weird ships, placing the story in a different era or the world of Hereafter - hell, even fix it fics are fun, because they change the direction of the story! Least Favorite. I don't really have a least favorite, because every time I can think of something I don't love, I can think of an example I do really like. I can struggle with really sentimental prose, but that's because I have the emotional range of a potato. What I want: I really wanted just one person to earnestly ship Xoc and Loell, but Xosha was such a damn good ship from the start that never happened. So what I'll ask for is to give me really WEIRD ships with similarly weird names, like Hop/Don or Shauna/Q-BO or Rei/Elee/Karl/Dareen/Fayz. And don't listen to Hallie. Keep killing Hopper. I love that this has somehow become a trend." -Kyle

#quest friends! #quest friends #quest friends flashback future #fanfiction #qfestions

[wordsofwilderness]

For the fanfic ask thing! 2, 4, 15, 16, 30 💖

Hi! Thank you for the ask <33

2. How many fics did you work on this year? (They don’t have to be finished or published!)

Counting this as the number of fics where I've sat down and written on an actual chapter for, that number would be 11. If it's any fic that I've outlined it would be 20.

Oh wow, that's so many. I didn't realize it was that many. In my head it was like 8 ish max.

4. What piece of media inspired you the most?

I'm gonna cheat a bit and mention two fics. Dance of the Bacchantes as well as its author @soliloquy-dawn who convinced me to take the leap into writing omegaverse. sweet poison by @imdamagecontrol which pushed me to try out writing my own daddy James fic (still in the works, it has grown awfully long)

For non-fanfiction media it hands down has to be Britney Spears music catalog. Rather against my will too, but I've embraced it 😅

15. Rec a fic you wrote or posted in 2023

Speaking of Britney Spears, smutty Jegulus fame AU where each chapter is based on one of her songs? It has bottom James in the first chapter too. And I swear, chapter 2 is the best writing I did all year. Britney Spears - The Jukebox Fic

16. What were you go-to writing songs?

Well, other than Britney Spears for above mentioned reasons... Both Måneskin and Taylor Swift has been in the background a lot as I've written this year. But if I had to pick one song it would be Hally's Comet by Billie Eilish, for reasons that I can't talk about without it getting very spoilery

30. What’s something that you want to write in 2024?

Silver Secrets!! It's my Jegulus canon divergent long-fic. Like the angst in that thing is top tier and the fluff! And the drama!! I can't wait to share it. Every once in a while I need to go through my notes for whatever reason, and I nearly always end up crying over some random detail I'd forgotten about

#ask game #fic: spotlight on me (and i'm ready to break) #fic: silver secrets #ask wild

[unwaveringblade]

⸺ 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗜'𝗗 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 !

alias / name: hallie

birthday: oct 1st

zodiac sign: libra

height: 168cm

hobbies: if i'm not writing stories, then im reading stories, and if i'm not doing that then i'm probably consuming stories via games or just straight up lost in my daydreams lmao. i've also been trying to pick up on playing the piano and oboe again.

favourite colour: green, but i like pastel pink, too

favourite book: it's surprisingly hard to pick! i don't think i actually have one. however, if you were to ask for my fav fanfiction, then, well–

last song: an idolish7 character song - all aboard

last film / show: frieren, probably?

recent reads: the three body problem by liu cixin & the luminous dead by caitlin starling as far as actual books go, but i've read a lot more fanfics since then

story behind url: i struggled quite a bit to come up with an url with leon! this one is a combination of his fiercely determined attitude (unwavering) and the fact that tales of destiny is about...well, talking swords (blade). so there we have it.

fun fact about me: most of my muses tend to fall into a similar leon-like archetype, but i guess leon's outlasted them all since he's the only one i've come back to after all this time. i've also entertained the idea of multimusing before, but failed bc i can apparently only ever hyperfixate on one thing at a time. on a more personal note, my day job is with healthcare regulation, and i work in investigations.

tagged by @riftdancer, thanks! <3

tagging @bravewolfvesperia, @talesofourworlds, @ofstarsandskies !

#outofduty #[ suddenly feeling a bit nostalgic at that last part #& im like...wowie...how time passes...but here it feels a bit like time stood still. like. the tales rp community is different #from when i was last here ofc but leon still feels like the same familiar presence to me like it's 2017 again LOL ]

[callsign-daydream]

The Breaking Point - TGM - Hangman X OC

Summary: Hallie and Jake are assigned to a difficult night mission. With training sessions not going well, the two aviators are near their limit. But, exhaustion might be what they need to finally come to terms with their feelings for each other.

Warnings/Content: Hangman x OC, OC included (about her here), dangerous mission alluded to, angst to fluff, kissing maybe?

Word Count: ~1150

A/N: These two are so stubborn, an extreme situation is the only thing that would make them actually admit their feelings...so naturally I decided to put them in an extreme situation to admit their feelings. Just one of a couple little Christmas surprises for you all! Enjoy!

A singular sliver of moonlight broke through the blinds and spilled over the room’s floor. The cracked base couch offered no support, but Jake didn’t care. The sound of Hallie’s footsteps failed to rouse his head from his hands. He didn’t ask for the lights. He didn’t move when she sunk into the overused cushions beside him.

They sat there for several minutes with only the sound of their breath and the ticking of the clock on the wall.

For once, Jake Seresin didn’t have the courage to speak first.

Heavy boots thudded into the room.

“Go home, you two.” Maverick’s voice sliced through the air. “Get some rest. I’ll talk to Admiral Simpson tomorrow.”

He was gone as fast as he came. Jake almost smirked at the man’s eagerness for speed on land and in the air. Almost. The words hung around his neck with the rest of the mission. It had to be bad when even Maverick thought the assignment was impossible.

Hallie’s voice made him jump as she whispered into the darkness.

“Do you think we can really do this?”

He couldn’t move or talk. It felt like he was in g-LOC. Even as he felt her eyes on him, he couldn’t bring himself to answer. Apparently, the silence was enough of a response for her. 

Her head dropped to his shoulder, breath shuddering through her body. A vague apple scent drifted from her hair and made him dizzy. Leave it to Hallie to make sure she smelled good after a close run like that. He could feel her heartbeat in her forehead, pounding out the last shreds of adrenaline from yet another failed night training session. At least he thought it was her heart and not his own. Maybe it was both.

He had no words to comfort her. Instead, he decided to pull her close and hold her until they felt whole again.

And then she embraced him back, and instead of feeling hollow, he felt as jittery as the time he’d knocked back five Red Bulls in ten minutes on a bet (that he’d won).

Jake didn’t know how long they stayed there. All he knew was that she was safe and warm, and he didn’t care if he never flew another mission if it meant being right here in this room, even with the spring stabbing his back and his stomach threatening to growl.

“Hal?” He whispered.

“Hm?”

“If anyone can do it…it’s you and me.”

Her turn to be quiet.

The AC jolted on with a grumble, and Jake pulled back to look at her. He noticed how close they were. She clearly did too. It was too close for the unspoken “work friends” agreement, but neither of them moved to stop it.

“Whatever happens up there,” he said, “I’ll be right there for you.”

Hallie gave a small nod. He could tell she was doing her best not to cry.

“I promise.”

She sniffed, then gave a small smirk in an attempt to lighten the weight of the room. “Only up there, right?”

Any other day or place, and he’d dive right into the joke. But here, with only two shards of moonlight washing over half her face, Jake wasn’t ready to be Hangman. Not on this mission. Not on the job that could end everything for both of them. If this was the end, he wouldn’t dare let her go until she knew that he’d fight the clouds for her.

He tightened his grip. “Anywhere. I’m here for you, Hal. I always will be.”

She looked up. “Don’t say that.”

“Why?”

“It’ll just make things harder.”

“That’s an excuse and you know it.”

“It’s not.” She looked away. “Not on this mission.”

He thought her tone would break him. Hallie never talked about a mission like that. Even the near-fatal, illegal radiation facility she and Phoenix had hit last month had been nothing more than an exciting challenge to her, despite it making Jake want to pull his hair out.

She sounded small, when she was larger than life. Otherworldly, he thought, as the moon caught a glint of amber in her brown eyes. He’d originally called her “Dreamgirl” as a prodding play on her callsign, but it’d slowly turned into his reality. She was a dream for him. A dream he couldn’t bear waking up from.

He turned her back, and she didn’t object to his hand on the back of her neck.

“It won’t be harder than trying to pretend I don’t want to kiss you every day.”

She stared, clearly searching for words. He loved catching her off guard, then watching her eyebrows twitch as she puzzled through some comeback like it was the deepest mystery of the world.

When he caught her eyes flit down for a nanosecond, he couldn’t hold back.

“Tell me to stop.”

She didn’t.

He was kissing her. And then she was kissing him back, and Jake Seresin didn’t care about the near-suicide mission only a week away or that Javy had puked all over his favorite shirt last week or that they were probably in clear view of a security camera. All that mattered was the feeling of Hallie’s lips on his and the fact that he wanted to experience it every day for the rest of his life.

When they parted, her eyes were wide. He brushed his thumb over her cheek and wondered how she could be so sharp in the skies and so soft here. He hoped the latter could be saved just for him.

“Now what?” She whispered.

He couldn’t help but smirk at that. “I guess we need to go home and sleep.”

“I guess so.”

“But I don’t want to leave you now.”

Hallie rolled her eyes and stood. “I bet you’re going to expect me to invite you to spend the night.”

“No.” He stood and grabbed her hand as they strolled out. “I was going to invite you to come with me.”

“And what if I say no?”

“You want me to die of heartbreak?”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Hey, you kissed me too, so you’re just as bad.”

“It was a pity kiss.”

“I'll take it.”

She paused to look at him as they stepped out into the first beginnings of the California morning. The sky on the horizon was beginning to brighten, giving Hallie a backdrop of deep indigo against the green of her suit.

“Try anything funny, and I kick you out to your own couch.”

He saluted. “Whatever you say, Dreamgirl.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes. All Jake could do was grin and give her hand a kiss. Maybe this mission would turn out alright after all.

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#daydream writes #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fic #top gun fanfiction #oc: hallie a jones #top gun oc #hangman x oc #jake seresin x oc #hallie daydream a jones #jake hangman seresin #oneshot

[theloversthedreamersandme82]

Also on ff.net

Summary:          Ed and Stede reach Barbados but finding a doctor to see them proves to be more difficult than they thought. Especially when Mary almost blows their cover.

Notes:          I'd love to hear from you if you are enjoying this fic. I haven't felt very motivated to write lately, but finally got some of the next chapter down today so you get this.

Also there's been a lot of talk lately about incorrectly tagged fics on AO3. Please let me know if there is something I should tag this fic with, I mean it's mostly fluff, but I'd hate for someone to be upset or shocked at something they could have avoided if I had tagged it.

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd fanfic #blackbeard #edward teach #stede bonnet #ethan teach-bonnet #hallie bonnet-teach #how can the heart survive? #hcths #fanfiction #my writing #kermit writes #ao3 #ff.net

[dead-mens-tales]

Chapters 4+6 art spam!! Yes!! Some Charlie and Hallie in celebration of the new chapter drop.

These r more Chapter 4 but deserved to be in this post :D

Also, should I make a DMT official discord?

Read the fanfic here:

#henry stickmin dmt #the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin #thsc #charles calvin #dmt hal #dmt charles #stickvin

[thenicestthingiveseen]

self rec tag

i’ll reblog my stuff but i dont ever actively recommend it because just like with every thing else in my life i think i could have done better. BUT @four2andnew tagged me and I think this is an excellent way to stretch my self cheerleading muscles!

five fics i’ve written (or am currently writing) that i like?

every thing i need is right here by my side (WIP, M) - A Gender AU of Harry and Gideon stumbling through young adulthood. Balancing careers, family dynamics and the ever present attraction they’ve both tried to ignore for years. They have a cat, too. She’s what started all of this for me. 

A little snippet of a chapter that I don’t know when I’ll post: 

“Gideon, you have to give him a break.” 

“No.”

“He feels awful. You know, sometimes he says things he doesn’t mean. Just like you do.”

“I mean everything I say, Ronald.” Gideon’s getting tired of Ron butting into his life. He should be on his side anyway. Not bloody Harry Potter. 

“Merlin, you two are meant for each other,” Ron says. 

Gideon chooses to ignore this and continues pouring over the new playbook he’s just  received.

friendly and friendlier (WIP,M): A series of one shots across different universes wherein Harry and Ginny are friends with benefits and usually end up being more because I can’t bare to give them an unhappy ending. I’m partial to the first chapter that I wrote for this although the most recent chapter seems to be very popular.

you are beautiful (G) - a three shot of Hallie learning to love her hair as a mixed race girl in the UK. I headcannon that no matter the race of an AU Hallie Potter, Angelina Johnson plays a really big role. I’m trying to really push the power of female friendship in my writing in these AUs because they are important to me. I saw a post a few weeks back about how women and their friendships are essentially nonexistent in HP and it made me sad because its true.

in all chaos there is calculation (WIP, M) - i really like this concept. I know a lot of people like Slytherin Harry. I personally love genderbent Harry Potter so I of courses decided to take all of that on in a long form fic. I’m admittedly, being very hard on myself with this one and I’m trying not to be. Female friendship will once again reign supreme in this AU.

Here’s a sneak peek for waaaay down the line because if we’re being honest I do not have 3rd-5th year completely figured out yet. 

“Andromeda is my favorite cousin, you know. She was a Slytherin too.” Sirius pauses for a moment. “She got burned off for marrying Ted Tonks - he was a Hufflepuff, I believe.” When Hallie doesn’t say anything, he turns to her and says, “in your letter last year, you asked if I was disappointed that you were a Slytherin. I’m not. I was surprised of course, but then I thought about Andromeda and Cissy - to some extent. You remind me of the best of them. You’re a smart resourceful young woman and I will always be proud of you.” When Hallie finally looks at him, her jaw is set and her eyes are hard. She looks so much like Lily that it takes him by surprise, like a punch to the gut.

“Do you really mean that?”

“More than anything.”

and finally, the first fic i ever wrote and posted after 15+ years of reading HP fanfiction off an on.

truth serum of the youth (T) Gender AU where everyone lives. Hallie’s got feelings for Gideon and just like our canon little cabbage Harry, she’s not going to outright admit it.

I’m awful at tagging but feel free to promote your own work!

#tags #self rec #harry potter fanfiction #WIPs

[alwaysklako]

Sowas finde ich immer sehr spannend ❤️

16, 54, 77

Halli hallo 😊

Ich finde sowas auch immer total spannend 😊 und vielen Dank für die Zahlen/Fragen ❤️

Here it goes:

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

Ich habe derzeit 6 Geschichten auf meiner Liste, zu denen ich sofort sehr viele Ideen hätte, wenn ich länger darüber nachdenken würde.

Drei dieser Geschichten haben auch schon konkrete Notizen, zwei davon sind SEHR laut in meinem Kopf und eine besitzt einen mehr oder weniger fertigen Prolog :D

Bei den zwei sehr lauten Geschichten fällt es mir derzeit noch schwer, eine Entscheidung zu fällen, auf welche ich mich als erstes konzentrieren möchte. Die eine wäre AU, die andere an die Realität angelehnt (das ist die, mit dem Prolog).

Inhaltsteaser zur Real-Geschichte (das ist ein Tweet, der mir vor ein paar Wochen untergekommen ist): „If we‘re both single by a certain age we will marry each other“ is always a fun story concept but it could be even better if the pact is made between rivals as a drunken dare and they go to sabotage each other’s relationships because they‘ve been secretly in love all along.

54. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Ich mag es am meisten, dass man nicht in den Korsetten gefangen ist, in denen man sich in „normaler“ Fiktion bewegen muss. Und in diesem Zusammenhang hauptsächlich, dass man sich die Zeit nehmen kann/darf, eine Geschichte zu erzählen. Ein Kuss muss nicht in einem Satz erzählt sein, sondern darf auch fünf, zehn oder zwanzig Sätze lang sein. Eine Handlung muss nicht in ~90.000 Worte gepresst sein, sondern darf auch doppelt oder dreimal so viele Wörter haben. Ich mag das Gefühl von „everything goes“.

77. Do you have a favorite scene you’ve written from [Fanfic Name] story/chapter?

Ich denke, ich würde hier Kapitel 3 von „Deine Melodie in mir“ wählen. Das Kennenlernen von Joko und Klaas in dieser AU-Welt zu schreiben hat sehr viel Spaß gemacht und ich glaube, ich konnte die Szene sehr gut so transportieren, wie ich sie im Kopf hatte und das ist irgendwie immer etwas besonderes.

Vielen lieben Dank nochmal fürs Mitmachen 🫶🏻

#jk fanfic #fanfic writing #jk fic