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burnednotburied · 11 days

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"You're My People"

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Pairing: Abby Anderson x fem!reader

Synopsis: You and Abby take refuge in an abandoned house to catch your breath and attempt to recover after the encounter with Ellie in the theater.

Tags: slight angst; hurt/comfort; mentions of death and blood; tending to injuries; (mostly) unspoken romantic feelings; reader is a young woman (same age as Abby)

Note: To be absolutely 100% clear, the reader is NOT meant to be Lev or Yara. Reader is a woman (about the same age as Abby) who met Abby on Seattle Day 1 when she was also meeting Lev and Yara. The four of them stuck together. None of this is super relevant for this story. (Just know that Yara was with them, but she was killed just as she was in the game, and Lev is around here somewhere.)

I have a lot of ideas for this character/storyline. It’s likely that I will continue to flesh things out in future fics, so I’ll leave the rest of the story to be explained later.

I put reader in many of the same scenarios as Lev was in the game, sometimes removing Lev altogether for the sake of the story. But reader obviously has a very different type of relationship with Abby than Lev ever would (or should) have.

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“Don’t ever let me see you again.”

That’s what Abby had said to that girl – Ellie – before walking away without so much as a backwards glance.

You had quietly followed Abby out of the theater, because what else could you do, but you didn’t know how you were supposed to feel about what you just saw.

Watching Abby incapacitate one man and shoot another in the face without hesitating. Seeing her beat Ellie into the floor while she lay there motionless.

And the other woman. The one who was pregnant…

“Good,” Abby had seethed when Ellie told her. She almost seemed happy about it. Happy to repay the wrong that was done to Mel. An eye for an eye. A life for a life.

If you hadn’t called out Abby’s name when you did, dragging her from the haze that was her desire for retribution…

Well, you could guess what would’ve happened.

You were just glad the two of you had decided not to bring Lev with you. That he was somewhere safe.

Neither of you spoke a word as you navigated through the dark streets of Seattle, her leading the way with you following quietly behind, just as you had been doing since you met. Although now you may have allowed for a bit more space between the two of you than you did before, trailing further behind. Lost in thought.

It had been three days since you met, but it felt like so much longer. A nagging voice in your head insisted that you really didn’t know Abby very well, despite how it felt.

She hadn’t given you any reason not to trust her. She had never hurt you. In fact, she had fought so hard to keep you and (more importantly) Lev and Yara safe. She had even turned against her own people, killed her own people, for the sake of protecting you.

No, that wasn’t right.

Those weren’t Abby’s people anymore.

“You’re my people.”

Abby had looked so earnest when she said it back on the Seraphite island just hours before. And you had believed her.

The words left you with a feeling deep in your chest that was hard to describe. You thought it might’ve been… belonging. Something you’d been hoping for but never found. You’d always wanted to truly belong to something.

Or someone.

There hadn’t been any time to dwell on the feelings or what they meant.

And now all you feel is a pit in your stomach.

Why were you so shaken up? This is stupid. You’ve killed before, and you’ve watched Abby kill.

But this felt different. It wasn’t self-defense. It wasn’t necessary. It was dark and angry and honestly terrifying. She was honestly terrifying.

But it was justified, wasn’t it? You could argue that maybe it was necessary.

Ellie had been hunting Abby for days, killing her friends and seemingly anything else in her path.

Ellie killed Owen.

You weren’t sure of the exact history between him and Abby, but you did know how important he was to her. And you had seen the look on her face when she found him dead.

Who’s to say Ellie would’ve ever stopped coming after Abby and the people close to her? Who’s to say she’ll even stop now?

You’re just beginning to arrange your fractured, contradicting thoughts in a way that makes sense when Abby comes to a sudden stop in front of you. You would’ve run into her if she hadn’t stretched her hand out behind her in warning.

“We need to stop. Get out of the rain. Regroup.” Her voice is strained.

You hadn’t really even noticed that it started raining again, harder this time, but you can walk in the rain. Lev is alone, waiting for the two of you to return.

You open your mouth to protest, only to shut it again when Abby turns to face you fully. She’s balancing her weight unevenly, heavily favoring her right leg. A significant bloodstain runs all the way down to her left ankle. And her face…

The pregnant girl had come from nowhere, attacking Abby from behind. She managed to slash across Abby’s cheek with a knife before you took her down with an arrow through the shoulder. It had been your only real contribution to the fighting in the theater, but it had been unavoidable. Abby had been in danger.

Now she’s standing in front of you, soaked from head to toe, from the rain and with blood, and you have no idea how much of that blood is hers, but there are definitely some significant injuries that need to be tended to.

Abby takes in your silence and your wide-eyed stare for a moment before shifting a little in place and clearing her throat. “Um… we can try in there. Yeah? The houses here should all be deserted.” She gestures weakly to the building closest to you.

You finally find your voice. “Yes, yeah. Let’s—let’s go in there.”

You pull your gaze away from Abby’s and walk past her, toward the small house, pulling your bow from where it rests over your shoulder and notching an arrow in the string. It suddenly occurs to you that you’ve walked all this way without your weapon drawn while Abby was injured and unarmed. For a moment, you’re glad that the Wolves and the Seraphites are too distracted fighting each other elsewhere to be roaming around in this area. Or else you and Abby would probably have been killed by now, both of you practically stumbling through the streets like a couple of vulnerable, mindless children.

You shake your head, silently scolding yourself and promising to be more alert, starting right now with sweeping the house.

The front door is mostly intact and slightly ajar. You approach carefully, painstakingly forcing it further open with your shoulder, fighting against rusted hinges and warped wood. The floorboards creak beneath your boots as you step inside, quickly scanning the entryway for anything or anyone that poses a threat. Abby follows behind you, trying not to visibly limp on her injured leg and holding up a small flashlight taken from the aquarium.

“Come on. You need to sit down,” you say over your shoulder, just loud enough to be heard over the pouring rain outside. For a moment, it looks like she might argue with you, maybe insist that she make sure the building’s clear first, but she seems to decide against it, giving you a quick nod of her head in response.

With your bow still drawn, you lead the way through the first floor of the building, passing a bathroom and a kitchen before arriving in what was once the living room. The room is filled with furniture in various levels of destruction and decay, somehow the most well-preserved among them being an old couch pressed against the back wall.

You point to it. “Sit,” you tell Abby. The fact that she listens and moves toward the couch without protest, albeit very slowly, is further proof of the extent of her injuries and her level of exhaustion. “I’m going to check the rest of the house, okay? I’ll be back. Don’t move.”

Abby lets out a scoff, immediately followed by a second, more pained noise. “I couldn’t go anywhere if I wanted to.” An attempt at a joke, made through gritted teeth. You give her a hesitant, worried look, long enough that she forces a small smile and attempts to reassure you with, “I’m fine. Go.”

She’s lying and you know that, but you don’t have much of a choice. You turn to go quickly search the house.

The second floor is clear of any discernible threats but also of anything that would be useful in helping Abby. On your way back to the living room, you rummage through the downstairs bathroom and a couple of mostly empty coat closets in hopes of finding something. Medical supplies. Even clean cloths.

You find nothing there and move on to your last hope, the kitchen. This room is even more ransacked than the rest of the house, and still, you don’t find what you’re looking for.

“Ugh,” you loudly groan, clasping your hands together on the back of your neck and casting your gaze upward in frustration.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Abby quickly asks from the other room, sounding ready to jump up off the couch and rush to your rescue even in her current condition. It makes you smile until you remember that this is no time to be smiling.

“It’s nothing. The house is clear. I was just looking for some medical supplies.”

“Who needs medical supplies?” she asks, trying her hand at a second joke. This time you let yourself smile for just a second.

“You do, Abby,” you say, “You need medical supplies. Urgently.” You’re still staring up like the answer will be written up there if you just look hard enough, when something in the space between the one of the top cabinets and the ceiling catches your eye. If you’re not mistaken, it looks like the corner of a first aid kit.

It’s too high for you to reach standing, and there’s nothing for you to stand on top of. The countertops are broken, the pieces scattered across the room, and the wood of the lower cabinets is rickety and unstable at best.

You’re grumbling under your breath about damn high ceilings and unnaturally tall cabinets as you reenter the living room to find Abby almost exactly where you left her, left leg now up on the couch and elevated, right foot still on the floor. Both of her hands are hovering over the gash in her thigh, like she’s not sure if she should touch it or not, her face tense and focused. She’s in pain.

You pull your eyes away and look for something sturdy enough for you to stand on, eventually deciding on a mostly intact, only slight wobbly small metal table.

“Do you really think now is the best time to rearrange the furniture, honey?” Abby asks, glancing at you in her periphery. She’s joking again, and you know that, but you can’t help the warmth that pools in your cheeks at her use of the affectionate pet-name.

“I--“ You clear your throat, “I need something to stand on. I think I found something in the kitchen.”

“Aww, you can’t reach the top shelf by yourself?” Abby asks, amused. She turns her attention from her leg to watch as you drag the table out of the room. It squeaks along the floor the entire way, making her laugh softly.

The fact that she’s being playful with you starts to ease your lingering panic about her many ailments. If she’s cracking jokes, she can’t be that close to dying, right?

“Crazy how you’ve lost like half your blood supply, and yet you still have enough energy to tease me,” you say, your own teeth gritted now. The table is much heavier than you anticipated. “And, for your information, the thing that I’m trying to get is not on the top shelf. It is above the top shelf. On top of the cabinet.”

“Uh huh. Sure… Take your time. I’m just over here, casually bleeding out.”

“Well, I’m no doctor. But I’m pretty sure that if the knife had hit any major arteries, you would’ve bled out a long time ago. So you’ll be fine for another minute. Probably.” With one final shove, you manage to get the table where you want it.

You carefully step up on the table, hoping that some sadistic asshole didn’t throw an empty first aid kit all the way up there just to waste the time and energy of some poor, desperate fool in need of medical supplies. (You, of course, being that poor desperate fool.)

After brushing off a thick layer of dust, you grab the handle. The kit is full.

“Yes!” you shout, nearly stumbling off the table in your excitement.

Abby can tease you all she wants and try to make light of the situation, but she can’t hide the look of relief that washes over her features when she sees what you’re carrying.

And, if you were paying closer attention to her face, she also wouldn’t have been able to mask the way her eyes go wide and her cheek – the one that’s not covered in blood – gets visibly pink when you get on your knees in front of her. “Uhhh hey, you can—you can sit on the couch.”

You raise your eyebrows, confused by her sudden nervousness. “No, the angle will be better this way,” you insist. “Just bring your leg over here.” She concedes, avoiding eye contact as you help her maneuver her injured leg so that her foot is back on the floor, practically between your knees.

There’s already a tear in her pant leg where the gash is. So to avoid having Abby stand up and take her pants off or cutting all the way around at mid-thigh, leaving her with half a pair of pants for the foreseeable future, you opt to just rip the fabric a little more on either side of the tear.

But you have a bad habit of occasionally thinking about something and then doing it, forgetting the often necessary in-between step of alerting the people around you to what you’re going to do first. You take the already-ripped fabric of her pants in your hands and tear, successfully making a hole large enough for you to properly clean and dress the wound.

The sound Abby makes when you do this surprises you. It’s almost sounds like a whimper—a noise that you don’t think you’ve ever heard her make before. There’s a twisting heat in your gut that seems to be a recurring side effect of being close to Abby, which you choose to ignore in favor of focusing on the more urgent (and honestly less daunting and less complicated) task at hand.

She’s quiet as you get to work cleaning the gash. Wincing slightly but remaining still.

The cut is deep, but as you expected it missed the femoral artery. You would have to stitch it up, though, and you told Abby as such. She nodded and watched you carefully as you quickly prepared, hoping to get this part over with as quickly as possible.

You moved even closer to her. Abby’s shin gently pressed against your front as you leaned over her knee, bringing your face closer, your movements precise and intentional.

Abby brings her hands down on either side of her legs, bracing herself. Her shoulders tense, muscles engaged. You have to tear your eyes away. Focus. You look back down at her thigh.

As you work, a strand of your hair falls from where you had tucked it behind your ear and into your face. You let out a light, annoyed huff. Before you attempt to blow the strand out of your eyeline, Abby’s fingers gently brush it back behind your ear. You feel yourself blush deeply, saying a quiet thank you before going back to sewing her up.

When the last stitch is done and you’ve carefully wrapped the wound, you feel Abby’s fingers run through your hair again, this time for no other reason but to draw your eyes up to meet hers.

“Come up here,” she says, her voice low. You stand, bringing the first aid kit with you, and feel the springs in the cushions creak beneath you as you sit on the couch, facing her, closer than is probably necessary. Before either one of you says anything else, you begin gently wiping away the blood surrounding the cut on her cheek, cleaning around the wound.

It's clear to you now that her wounds weren’t quite as detrimental as you had feared. With her leg sown up, her face was the only other thing that required your attention. Most everything else was superficial and would heal on its own. The rain had done a poor job of washing away all the blood, but it seems that much less of that blood had come from her than you had anticipated anyway.

“I can do that,” Abby says in a whisper, watching your face as you carefully and meticulously clean hers.

“I know,” you reply, just as quiet. “I want to.”

A few moments go by in silence until Abby once again breaks it.

“I’m sorry about tonight,” she begins, quickly adding, “Not sorry that I did it, but sorry that you had to… see me that way.” Her eyes are downcast. You know it’s weighing on her. Not just everything that happened today, but the fear that what happened could have a lasting effect on this thing you two have only just started to build. Call it trust or friendship or maybe something else entirely.

You shake your head. “Don’t apologize. I’m glad I was there. You shouldn’t have had to do that alone.” Abby nods, but you know it doesn’t do much to assuage her worries.

You still don’t understand what happened back in the theater. Or why it happened. Part of you wants to ask for the history now. How she knows Ellie. Why she wants Abby dead.

Maybe in time she will tell you, but you’ve already decided to trust her. To lean into whatever this thing between you is, and whatever it might become.

So instead, you ask another question that’s been in the back of your mind.

“Did you mean what you said earlier?” You pull your hand away from her face, finished cleaning the cut there. It may form a scar, but it doesn’t seem deep enough to warrant stitches. (And you’re not brave enough to try, on her lovely face so close to her eye.)

Abby smiles softly, leaning forward just a bit to bring your faces closer together. “You’re going to have to be more specific, honey.”

That pet-name again. It makes your head spin. Makes you want to close the already shrinking distance between you and press your lips to hers. But you don’t do that. Instead, you explain, “On the island. When you said that… I’m your people.” You pause, hesitating over the last few words.

Abby stops for a moment, almost looking confused, and you start to spiral internally. You realize that it was probably just something she said in the heat of the moment. To calm you down and get you to keep moving, towards safety. You wish you could take your question back, retract your stupid words. Swallow them up and hide them inside you, along with your ever-growing feelings.

Abby finally answers. “Yeah. Of course I meant it. You’re my people.”

“Yeah?” You break out into a grin.

She nods, smiling and sincere. “Yeah.”

It’s that one, small word that makes you close the distance between you. Not to kiss her, but to gently rest your forehead against hers. Abby seems stunned, like maybe she was expecting the other thing, or hoping for it, but she recovers quickly, closing her eyes and maintaining the physical contact. You close your eyes too.

“You’re my people too, Abigail Anderson.” You can feel her laugh quietly and open your eyes, pulling away just enough to see her face again. “So… where do we go from here?”

“Santa Barbara, California,” she says. You remember overhearing part of a conversation about that between Abby and Owen yesterday. You figured that’s where she would be heading; you had just hoped to be given the chance to tag along. But you guess you didn’t have to worry about that anymore.

So you nod your head thoughtfully. “Sounds good… Sunny.”

“Hmm, yeah. That’s what I hear.” You’re both smiling. Happy, strangely enough, given the circumstances.

“Abby…”

“Hmmm?”

“We are going back to get Lev before we leave though, right?”

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Note: If you read all of that, THANK YOU! This is the first fanfic I’ve written—and the first time I’ve written at all in a long time—so this is me dipping my toes in the water.

It definitely ended up being a lot longer and a lot less spicy than I anticipated, but I wrote what came naturally. I hope to continue this storyline, likely backtracking to when Abby and reader met, so we’ll be seeing more of these two. We’ll get to the fun stuff eventually!

#abby anderson #abby anderson x fem!reader #abby anderson x reader #abby x fem!reader #abby x reader #abby tlou #tlou2 #abby anderson fanfic #abby anderson fic #abby anderson angst

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bellaxgiornata · 1 year

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Bella's Masterlist of Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Michael Kinsella, & Daryl Dixon Series & One Shots

I am currently working on multiple series and fics for Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Michael Kinsella, and Daryl Dixon. I've updated my Masterlist so that each link will bring you to a separate, organized Masterlist for each specific character because there are just so many now! There's also some "bonus" characters I write for listed at the bottom of this Masterlist (Henry from Eat Locals, Owen Sleater in the future maybe). Always feel free to chat with me about any of the fics or characters I'm writing for. Y'all know I'm chatty!

I post new fics/updates multiple times a week and all of my stories are available fully on tumblr and AO3. If you'd like information on my tag lists you can find that here.

Masterlist of Matt Murdock Fics and Series

Masterlist of Frank Castle Fics and Series

Masterlist of Michael Kinsella Fics and Series

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Additional Characters:

Henry x Fem!Werewolf!Reader Mini Series

Forbidden Love [Installment List]

Pairing: Vampire Henry x Fem!Werewolf!Reader

Warnings/tags: Smut, blood, biting (I mean...that's a given), bit of enemies to lovers, maybe some angst and fluff

After awhile you'd grown used to the vampire who often lurked around the woods you hunted in. Though that didn't mean his irritating presence didn't bother you, or that you didn't wonder why he often seemed to be waiting for you–especially since your kinds weren't meant to intermingle.

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phoenixyfriend · 7 months

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This is about modern AUs and fic settings and what is FUN for them, not about your favorite ship. I repeat: You are not voting for your favorite ship overall.

I REPEAT: You are not voting for an endgame ship. The new romance is with an unrelated person.

Do not comment with any ship hate. This is for fun and shenanigans and ribbing each other in good humor. Do I ship all of these? No. Do I think those ships I don't personally go hunting for are bad? Also no. We are all just here to play around with words and pixels on a screen.

"Why did you do the bolding and the red?" I do a lot of polls for fun and you would not believe the number of tags and comments I get with "oh I didn't read the question and voted wrong."

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crazyk-imagine · 2 months

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Ruined Relationships, but the Love is There

Pairing: Mark Sloane x Ex-Girlfriend!reader

Characters: Mark Sloane, Ex-Girlfriend!reader, Kara Sloane, Jackson Avery, April Kepner, Meredith Grey, Christina Yang, Derek Sheppard, George O'Malley, Owen Hunt, Addison Montgomery (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, fluff, cheating, adultery, ooc peeps, minor cursing, drama (what else would you expect), like a lot of drama, near death experience, classic grey's things going on here, cheating, bad relationships, mentions of pregnancy, keeping children hidden from father, car accidents, reader is a doctor, everyone is in kahoots, Christina is into beating, Meredith and Derek are cute, Bailey is great as always, George is here and lives, no mentions of Izzie or Alex, friendships between Mark and Meredith, plus Mark and Christina, Christina is a secret romantic at heart

Word Count: 4,593

A/N: I feel like everyone is ooc but idc bc I love this fic

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You ignore him, praying to whatever god is listening to keep him away from you.

Meredith and Christina notice the tension in your shoulders, sharing a look.

“You know I don’t care about a lot of people but, are you okay?” the curly haired female asks.

You shrug, acting as if nothing has changed. “I’m fine, why?”

Meredith chimes in. “You’re looking a little-“

“Squirrely?”

“I was gonna go with tense but squirrely works.”

You huff through your nose, “would you two shut up.” You hand the clipboard back to your favorite nurse, Marjorie. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You spin around and walk out, not looking back.

Derek shakes his head, watching you basically run out of the hospital.

Mark glances behind him, not finding who he wanted and sighs. He looks up to see his friend and offers a small wave.

The ferry boat lover nods to acknowledge him.

The plastic surgeon bids the others goodbye and stands in front of the doors, thinking about everything that led him here.

You drive past him without realizing it as he thinks of your face when you caught him in bed with Addison.

His eyes trail on the car, wishing he could see you again and not just glimpses.

You roll your eyes and walk away across the bridge, not caring how unprofessional you look. “I’m not talking to you.”

He picks up his pace, following after you. “Please just-“

You scoff, spinning around to face him, “no, I tried before. I did and then,” you lean forward poking him in his chest, “you decided to stick your dick in someone else. Someone who was married and oh, yeah, not your girlfriend.” You cross your arms, “so, excuse me for not being particularly excited at the sight of you.”

“Fiancé.”

You blink once, furrowing your brows. “What?”

“I was,” he gulps. "I was going to propose to you that night.” He pulls the little black box out of his pocket, handing it to you.

”Before or after you screwed Addison,” you bitterly add, staring at the box. If you open it, that's giving him hope.

"I- she came to me and-“

You scoff hard enough for the vibrations to scratch your throat for a few seconds. “I cannot believe this- you- you think it’s okay to just- I’m done.”

“Please don’t,” he begs, eyes getting glossier the more you talk. “Don’t say it.”

Your bottom lip wobbles, removing your gaze from him. “I’m done with this, with us, and you. Now, you get to deal with the guilt. If you have any at all.” You slam the box in his hand and walk away.

Nothing could have prepared anyone at the hospital for this.

You know they’re all looking at you and it pisses you off. “What are you looking at?!”

Christina does damage control, stopping everyone from getting your wrath.

Meredith finds him in the on-call room, she was hoping to nap before joining in on a surgery but seems like the universe had other plans. ”You uh- okay?”

He fiddles with the box, staring at the diamond that taunts him. “Does it look I’m okay?”

She shrugs, “not really but it’s better than admitting you were stupid for messing things up with her.”

“My mistake brought Derek to you, didn’t it?”

“Why are you here?”

“If I go to Joe’s I’m going to sleep around, proving her point.”

“And staying here?”

“I don’t know where else to go. Derek is still upset with me, and I don’t blame him, but I know he loves you and I don’t need to hear a speech from him. I’m not ready for him to tell me I messed up more than any of us want to admit.”

“Why did you do it?”

“Do what?” He asks, finally looking up from the ring. “I was scared.”

“To,” she gestures to the ring.

“That and be a husband.”

“You weren’t scared of asking, it was the commitment that got you, I can understand it.”

“No, no," he shakes his head. "I didn’t think- I knew I wouldn’t be a good husband. I- everyone only saw the bad, my parents, Derek at times but she didn’t. She never did and that’s why I,” he lets out a tearful chuckle, “that’s why I fell for her. She saw the good no one else did and I screwed it up.”

Meredith hands him a tissue.

“You tell anyone about this, and I’ll let you observe one of my surgeries beside me.”

“I wasn’t but if you’re offering.”

The two chuckled.

Christina owlishly blinks, watching as you work on your last patient for the day as if nothing’s happened.

“How can she just put it all behind her?” George questions, sitting beside her.

“Having a nervous breakdown earlier in the day helps.”

“I feel like there should be someone sitting between us.”

The future cardiologist shrugs, “suit yourself.”

“You’re going to check on her after she’s done, right?”

“I’ll talk to her, if she opens up, good for her.”

A smile dances across his lips, happy that someone’s going to check on you; he likes you and admires your work, knowing you could be someone as well-known as Ellis Grey.

“Can you teach me your sutures?”

You ignore her and finish checking over your charts. “Yours are fine. Tell me the real reason you're bugging me.”

She purses her lips, not wanting to admit it out loud. “Are you okay?”

“You really want to know?”

She hesitates to nod. “I… do.”

“It sucks. Everything just… sucks. I don’t want to be here, but this is the only place that makes me feel calm.” You hand Marjorie the chart, smiling at her before returning to Christina. “I’m going to get through this. He’s going to find a nice girl and have the family he always wanted while I’ll still be here.”

“He’s going to go through girls like I go through tequila.”

“I know,” you grab your bag. “Which is why I know he’ll finally find his girl.”

She follows you until you reach the door. "What if it's you?"

A sad smile stretches across your lips. "He lost her."

”Forever?”

You shrug.

The resident stands there, unsure of what to do now.

You glance in his direction, wondering how many women he’s going to write down on the sheet. You hand yours back to Bailey, “I keep my life outside of work, unlike some people.”

Mark inwardly groans.

Bailey avoids making eye contact with him, she can’t continue to feel bad for him when he’s the one who messed things up (from what you told her).

You walk past the new residents, not in the mood to deal with them, especially with the girls fawning over Mark.

You sit down and watch his surgery, listening to the way he talks down to them.

You always told him he needs to slow down and be kind to them or else they won’t respect him but with everything that’s happened, you assume he’s a little bitter.

He always knows when you're watching and composes himself, but he can’t help and snap at the newbie (you don’t need to be talked about as if you’re a piece of meat). He glances up, catching your gaze.

You gulp, finding his soft expression he only used for you.

Everyone turns to you.

Two of the girls in orange start gossiping beside you.

“I have charts to look over. Come with me?” George asks.

You nod, finding it hard to keep your gaze off him but do so, only to inform the girls of some key information. “Keep talking like that and you two won’t find yourself off bedpan duty for a few months. Don’t talk about your superiors like that again."

The young faced one eyes widen and her face pales at your threat.

Mark can’t help but smirk behind his mask, always loving it when you straightened people out, if it was necessary.

"I see you two still aren’t talking.”

“Shut up, George.”

“Right, yeah. Got it.”

You try and ignore him again, which is when Derek steps in. “You should talk to him.”

“I know you two are all buddy buddy now, but I can’t do that. I can’t pretend like he didn’t break my heart in two. So, excuse me for ignoring your best friend."

He stops in front of you. “I need you to stop, think about this. What if you two don’t make amends and something happens? How would you feel? Think about how he would feel?”

“We’d be depressed, but eventually get over it, maybe be slutty for a few months and that’s the end of it.”

“That’s not a healthy way of dealing with your feelings and you know it.”

“I don’t care if it’s healthy or not. I have issues and I deal with them my way.”

“If you’d talk to him, maybe you’ll feel better.”

You roll your eyes and head into the prep station before you two head into surgery.

Bailey rolls her eyes, reaching for your phone. “Your phone keeps buzzing, doctor.”

You sigh, “does it look important?”

She leans closer, whispering, “it’s about your daughter.”

“Daycare or babysitter?”

“Babysitter. Fever, wants her mom.”

You take a deep breath and lean over to talk to your friend, “doctor Bailey’s going to take over. I need to go.”

“You’re leaving in the middle of a surgery?”

“I have to take care of something.”

“What?”

“My daughter.”

The staff in the OR got quiet, no one observing said anything.

You didn’t see the lights until it was too late.

“We got one adult in critical condition. One child with a minor bruising.”

Bailey and Owen are the first to arrive.

The woman’s eyes narrow to the familiar baby in Matt’s arms.

Owen steps forward. “What happened?”

“Car accident. Drunk ran a red light. Drivers side took more of the impact.”

“We need to get her checked out now.” The redhead pushes himself through, taking over one of the rooms. He tells the interns and fresh residents to prep a surgical room and put Christina on babysitting duty, leaving Jackson to follow him and Callie into the OR.

“I heard there was an accident,” Mark says, standing in the doorway. “I wanted to see if you needed any assistance?”

Callie glances at her ally in the room. “No, you should go check on Derek. I think I heard him calling for you.”

“When did he-"

“She’s coding,” Jackson interrupts.

“Crap! Avery, push one of epi.”

Everyone in the room prays for it to work and you to come back.

“Let me help,” he takes a step forward before being called away by one of the nurses.

He takes a sip of coffee, goes over the notes and overhears a few residents gossiping. His head whips in their direction. "Where'd you hear that?” He asks them, not accepting their answers.

They freeze. "Where did you hear that? Is she here?"

The group of residents’ glances at one another, unsure of what to say. "Who told you she's here?"

April had never worked with Mark before and seeing how freaked out he was over someone who wanted almost nothing to do with him, she felt bad; if someone she was in love with was hurt or worse, she'd want to know. "We- we saw her come in. They-"

He doesn't listen to anything else and takes off, running past Christina, who coddles the tear eyed, red faced toddler in her arms.

He runs straight towards Meredith, who's talking to Owen. "Where is she?"

The red head takes a step foward. "She's in surgery-"

"What room?"

"Sloan, you know I can't-"

He grabs Owen's scrubs by the collar and pulls him close. "I need to see her. I can't be here, waiting to see if she's dead or not. Tell me where she is."

The ex-vet slowly reaches for the man's hands. "Mark, I need you to calm down."

"How can I calm down when I just found out my fiancé is in surgery?"

Meredith takes a seat beside him, slumping against the wall, offering him a snack.

He shakes his head, closes his eyes and resting his head against the wall. "Have you heard anything?"

"No," she shakes her head. "I don't even know where she is."

"I just- what am I going to do if she's really-"

"Don't talk like that. She's not one to give up. She's-"

"A fighter?"

"Yeah."

Christina turns the corner, eyes wide. "Meredith?" She spots the two of them and runs towards them, inadvertently introducing your daughter to her father. "Mer. Mer. I need your help."

"Where did you get a baby?" She pushes herself off the floor. "Why do you have a baby?"

"Bailey put me on Kara duty and she won't stop crying."

"Whose baby, is it?"

That's when things got awkward.

Meredith's eyes widen, "no."

She nods.

Mark opens his eyes, glancing up. His eyes stop on the little girl, who glances his way.

She reaches for him. "Dada."

No one knew what to do.

"Oh my god," the two women muttered.

He pushes himself off the floor, staring at her. There's no mistaking it, she has your features, but she's got his eyes.

The little girl fusses in the woman's arms.

Mark easily slides her into his, his daughter settles into his arms, staring at him with those wide, curious eyes. "Mama?"

He gulps, "we have to wait a little bit before we see mama, okay?"

She nods and lays her head down on his chest.

He closes his eyes to keep his tears at bay, kissing the top of her head.

"She still loves you," Christina tells him.

He keeps his gaze on his girls and hums. "When you showed her the ring, she didn't say it was officially over for you two but she's still heartbroken over you and Addison getting together."

"I was getting ready to leave."

"What?"

"I grabbed my jacket and made sure I had the ring. I was- I wanted that night to go perfectly but then I opened the door, and she was there." He sighs.

"She let herself in and I tried to get her to leave but she wouldn't and then she kissed me. I told her I couldn't because I was about to become a proud married man," he bitterly chuckles.

"I told her no and she got upset because she knew she could always run to me but when she knew she couldn't anymore, she decided she wanted to love me. The way I wanted her to when we were younger. I accepted it, you know."

The woman nods.

"I accepted the fact that she chose Derek. He was a good choice."

"He was a safe choice, and she knew that."

Mark nods, "yeah and that's why I... tried to warn him before he proposed."

"You tried to warn him?"

"He's my best friend, I couldn't let him go into a marriage that was going to hurt him."

She chuckles, "that's ironic."

"Shut up, Yang."

"Go on."

"I gave into her because a part of me was scared- scared I was going to hear the rejection. No, I can't marry you because..."

"You're a manwhore?"

"Baby present and, yes. I didn't want my past to define my future but then, it did, and she left with Derek."

"Do you think Derek knew about," Christina gestures to the baby in his arms.

"Probably. I'm not happy I missed it but at least I know she had someone who could take care of her."

"Are you ever going to tell her?"

"If she'll listen."

Her pager beeps.

"Go, Yang. I'm not leaving."

Derek nods and steps into the room.

"You hear all that?"

His friend shrugs, "only the good parts."

"Funny."

"She was going to tell you before... everything happened but then she needed to get away and I did too-"

"So, she left without saying anything."

"If it means anything, she wrote a journal throughout the entire pregnancy, in case she passed, and Kara wanted to know about her mom."

He can tell by Mark's expression; he needs to explain.

"She was stressed throughout the entire pregnancy, and it was cause for concern. She had a few fainting spells and needed to stay home for a while. The doctor was making it seem like if she even went to the bathroom, she was going to lose Kara which scared her more than leaving you."

"Why?"

"If she lost Kara, it meant losing a piece of you which would have made her feel like it was officially over for the two of you."

Your heart monitor beeps. "Derek?"

His friend calms you down, checking you over before whispering that Mark and Kara are in the room.

You slowly turn your head, spotting them.

The father of your child smiles, relieved to see you awake. "Hey."

You spot your little girl tucked into his neck and tear up. You bring your hand up to your mouth to hide the sobs that want to escape.

Mark gestures for your guys' friend to exit so he can talk to you. He slowly pushes himself out of the chair, adjusting to the little girl. "Hey, hey," he brushes the few strands of hair out of your face, his thumb rubbing agaist your hairline. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

"I'm sorry."

He shakes his head. "Don't be. I'm just- I'm happy you're okay."

"I wanted to call you so many times."

"I know."

"I wanted you to be there."

"Where?"

"In the room," you whisper, staring into his eyes. "I didn't want her to be away from you but-"

He nods. "I know, I messed up. If I didn't- if it didn't happen, we could have been a family, and I will forever be sorry because you went through it alone."

Hearing your voice alerts the little girls’ ears and she squirms in his grasp.

He sets her feet on the open area near your arm, letting her turn around and launch herself into your arms. "Mama!"

"Oh, my sweet baby." You kiss the side of her head. "Mama missed you."

His heart swells at the sight of you two.

A few days later and you feel okay enough to be sent home.

You bid your goodbyes to everyone, even the newbies because they were nice enough to check in on you and make sure everything was okay. You step outside and take a deep breath.

"What do you think you're doing?"

A quiet moment ruined by your ex.

"I'm breathing, Mark. Can I do that, or do you need to make sure the weather's just right?"

He chuckles before getting out of the car. "You know your doctor gave you strict orders, I think you should be following them but that's just me."

You stare at him with a deadpan expression. "I got it, Mark. I know what I need to do, don't try and patronize me."

"I would never."

The residents huddle together, watching the two of you.

"How much do you want to bet that they're going to get back together?" Christina asks.

Jackson nods, "I'll take that bet."

Meredith stares at the two of them.

"You two are awful," April adds.

"Yes, but we'll be bad people with money," the future cardiologist tells her with a sarcastic smile.

Derek stops at the desk, taking a sip of his coffee before making his way to the group. "Okay, if we're all done gawking at two grown adults trying to move past their differences, can we get back to work?"

"You're no fun. I remember when you were having fun."

"You want to scrub in on my surgery, Dr. Yang?"

"Let's go have fun. See yah, Mer."

You make it through the door of your place and wait for it. "Say it."

"What?" He closes the door, setting the stroller by the door as he unbuckles Kara.

"I know you're judging, so, out with it. I'm not going to pretend as if you don't want to say something because you do."

"I don't," he notices the look you're giving him. "I... like it."

"You hesitated even finishing that sentence."

"I did not."

"Did too."

"Mama!"

You two glance down at the little girl, wanting attention and out of her father's grasp. You gently take her from him and wander into the kitchen, scouring through the cabinets to figure out what kind of things you could have as a snack.

This is what he wants, he wants this life: the one where you're not mad at him, and he can watch his daughter grow while you look amazing at being a mom.

He gulps down what little saliva he has in his mouth and takes a hesitant step closer to you. "What are we feeling?"

You hum, "I don't know, little miss here can't decide on what she wants."

"I can make something," he meekly offers, unsure if this is too much or not.

"What can you make? Last time I checked all you knew was protein smoothies and even then, that wasn't the best."

He scoffs, "I know how to cook, and you know it. You forget who made you dinner for our second date."

You open your mouth to respond but don't have it in you when you think about the good times you two had. Your gaze drops.

He feels bad but he can't pretend as if your romantic past doesn't exist. "I was so worried I messed up with that dinner."

"Really?"

"Of course, I was cooking for the most beautiful girl within a five-mile radius of my house. I was more than nervous."

"Good."

You step out of the room and start cleaning up, only for Mark to stop you and grab everything you pick up.

"I told you not to do anything. I got this."

You lean over the couch and watch him wander around your place. "Do you..."

"What?" He glances up, staring at you with kind eyes, wanting to hear what you have to say.

"Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if it didn't happen?"

"I know we'd be married with at least one other kid now."

"I'm serious."

"I don't want to focus on the past."

You scoff, rolling your eyes. "Says the man who always wanted to ask about my exes."

You don't even know how it happened but here you are. You pull away, needing to breathe before continuing.

"Are you sure about this?"

You stare into his eyes, for what feels like an eternity. "I'm sure. I want this. Please," you beg.

His lips curve upwards, "who am I to deny you a fun time?"

You keep him at arm’s length, "that comment makes me want to rethink this whole thing."

"No, it doesn't."

You grumble and pull him back in for a kiss.

Meredith immediately closes the door, regretting not checking before opening. "Seriously you guys?"

You reach for your shirt and cover your mouth to hide your giggles, Mark turns to you with a smirk. "How do you know we weren't trying to invite you?"

"Because you know better."

Your eyes widen.

"Hey, Bailey," he says with a cool tone.

"You two better be out of there in the next five minutes or-"

You open the door and run past the two. "See yah, Bails. See yah, Mer."

Mark stays there flabbergasted at how quickly you ran out the door, leaving him to deal with her.

He closes the door just as you finish making dinner. "You are evil."

You stick your bottom lip out, "I don't think so, I made dinner. I'm going to be feeding you, I'd consider that to be something nice."

"You left me to deal with that- that woman alone."

"I left you with Bails, you were fine."

"I was not fine. I was far from fine."

You click your tongue, "stop exaggerating."

"I'm not and you know it."

"Okay," you groan. "I'm sorry. I left you with Bailey and that wasn't nice."

"It wasn't." He wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your chest.

"I said sorry, don't be like this."

"I think I'm going to need a little more in order to forgive you."

You lean into him as you settle into his arms.

The monitor goes off and you're brought back to the reality of you being in the arms of your ex.

You push yourself out of his grasp and walk towards her room. "Hey, pumpkin."

She holds her arms out for you.

You pick her up, "how's my little baby?"

She babbles a response. "Dada?"

"He's still here, checking on dinner. Your favorite."

"Maccheese!"

You chuckle, "yeah."

"There's my favorite girl," he smiles at the happy little girl.

You observe the way they interact with a heavy heart, knowing you can't continue doing this with him.

"What happened?" Christina asks, practicing new sutures on a banana.

"Nothing happened-"

"You're not sleeping with McSteamy, something happened."

"I just- I realized we need to not fall back into old habits."

"Do you still love him?"

You hesitate to answer.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Of course, of course I still love him, but I can't be in love with him-"

"Because he was an adulterous whore?"

"Yeah."

"Have you seen him with anyone else?"

"I didn't need to see anything if all the girls talked about him?"

"Did you ever think maybe they lied? Maybe they're jealous of the fact that you have a hot guy fawning over you and only you. What else would they do other than gossip?"

"How am I supposed to believe that?"

"Have you ever talked to him?"

"I'm scared."

"So is he."

"I don't want to get hurt again."

"He wouldn’t want to lose you again."

"Christina?"

"Yeah?"

"You're wise beyond your years."

You run to him, pulling him into the break room.

He attempts to get up. "Shut up and let me talk."

You take a deep breath, "I want to be with you, like we were before but we're not those people anymore. And- and I want you to be in Kara's life so you can watch her grow up but this," you gesture between the two of you.

"This can only work if we're honest and you don't leave me for a quick lay or else, I will put you in an OR and change things about you. I will not put myself or Kara on the line if you're not going to give us your all."

He nods, taking in everything you've said. He pushes himself off the couch and walks towards you and pulls you in for a hug. "I'm never letting you go," he mumbles into your hair. "Living without you was the worst time of my life."

Mark pulls away, cupping your cheek, staring into your eyes. "If you let me into your lives, I promise not to mess it up because you two are too important to me and I don't know if I'd be able to live without you."

You sniffle, chuckling at his dorky smile. "Then don't be an idiot and kiss me."

"Finally," Christina turns around, pointing to everyone. "You all owe me money."

"Us."

"You owe Mer and I money."

Derek makes his way towards them. "What are we looking at?" He smiles, "good, it's about time he got his act together."

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Arms of Love - Stranger Things - Steddie - G

Rating: G| cw: none | tags: eddie lives, little bit of angst – lot of fluff, post season 4, pre-Vecna being finished off

Prompt: Love is the heartbeat I can feel when I hug him.

A/N: Written for @steddielovemonth day 8. It’s my wedding anniversary today, and my husband bought me two plushy otters cuddling, so of course I had to pick this prompt. Sorry, no beta today - no time, going out to dinner in an hour.

Also on AO3 | All My Other Stranger Things Fic

Arms of Love: Whatever You Need

Steve woke up with a start, breathing hard as the tendrils of the nightmare curled around his brain. The golden sunlight coming through the window helped him push it away as he lay there just breathing for a little while.

It was nearly July and apparently his unconscious mind was determined to celebrate the anniversary of Starcourt, even though he was studiously ignoring it when awake. He hadn’t been sleeping well, so he’d come up to his room to take a nap in the middle of the afternoon. He’d hope the timing would help. It seemed it hadn’t.

The dream hadn’t been Starcourt exactly, but a mishmash of that and their latest encounter with the Upside Down. His mind’s eye was full of Robin and Eddie, both bloody and dead, with the background of the mindflayer and the Russian bunker. It chilled him to the bone.

Robin was at Vicky’s on their third official date, so he could not go and find her to banish the horrors in his brain, but Eddie, lately exonerated, graduated (Steve was not asking how Owens had managed that), but still staying with Steve until Hawkins caught up, was downstairs. The town had decided to hunt him in no time, but it was taking longer for some of the worst culprits to admit their mistakes.

Eddie had been staying with Steve since they’d found him half-dead, spat out by one of the fissures. No one could explain how he was alive, but the latest theory was bat venom and luck. Given how fast Steve’s own injuries had healed and hadn’t gone septic either, Owens had a whole new line of research involving what Dustin and the other kids had christened demobats. Steve didn’t want to know about that either unless he really had to.

All he knew was that something had given them back Eddie, and while getting to know the outspoken metalhead properly as Eddie recovered, Steve had fallen hard. Luckily for him, Eddie had smiled at him, dimples and all, when he had finally confessed, and kissed him until he couldn’t breathe.

Climbing off the bed, Steve headed downstairs.

Eddie was facing away from him, standing, and leaning over the grand dining room table at the end of the living room. There were D&D manuals and bits of paper everywhere as Eddie prepared a celebratory campaign as his farewell to Hellfire.

Without pausing, Steve walked up behind his boyfriend, wrapped his arms around Eddie’s waist, and plastered himself over Eddie’s back, the side of his head pressing against the soft material of Eddie’s Metallica t-shirt.

“Hey, Sweetheart,” Eddie said, straightening up a little, but not trying to escape his hold, “everything okay?”

“Need to hear your heart,” Steve admitted, listening to the regular thump below his ear.

“Nightmare?” Eddie asked quietly.

“Uh-huh,” he replied, letting the rhythm settle into him and calm his own heartbeat.

They both had more than their fair share of trauma to deal with and Eddie didn’t question him, just standing there and letting him do what he needed to do.

“I love you,” he said eventually.

“Love you too, Sweetheart,” Eddie told him, rubbing one of his arms.

“Sorry for…” he started to say.

“Na-ah,” Eddie interrupted before he could get anymore words out, turning in his embrace. “No apologies necessary. Feeling better.”

Steve closed his mouth and just nodded. When Robin came over to tell them all about her date, she was going to get hugged within an inch of her life too, but for now he was okay.

“Good,” Eddie said, smiling at him with those killer dimples he was helpless against, “then I want to know what you think of this hideous trap I just thought up. I need your paladin brain.”

“I still don’t get why you call me that,” he complained with absolutely zero heat.

“That’s just what a paladin would say, Sweetheart,” Eddie told him, kissing him on the nose. “Now, come look.”

Steve’s chest swelled with love. He had no idea what he had done to get so lucky.

All My Other Stranger Things Fic

#stranger things #stranger things fanfic #fanfiction #steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie munson #eddie lives #post season 4 #steddielovemonth #eddie x steve #steddie fic #steddie fluff #steddie ficlet

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shelbgrey · 10 months

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My MasterList of Stories

Master List part 2

~request are opened for:

Bones

Once upon a time -I don't write for pan or Gold

Greys anatomy -NO OWEN HATE

Codes:

Smut=❤️‍🔥 Fluff=💕 Angst=💔 Funny=💖 Horror=🫀

🔬Bones💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Caught in the act ❤️‍🔥

Dating Lance Sweets HC💕❤️‍🔥

Adventures in babysitting💕

You belong with me💕

Lance Sweets as a Dad headcanons💕

Dream Warriors💔🫀

Bones Halloween Special🫀💖

Code baby Part 1 💕

Let me take your pain away💕💔

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

Can't buy me love💔💕

Jack Hodgins Having a little sister💕

What's it gonna take to get you out of his lab?❤️‍🔥

Agent Seeley Booth:

Dating Seeley Booth Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Being Seeley Booth's Best friend HCs💕

Friends to Lovers Headcanons💕

The day we met💕

In the name of love💕

Agent James Aubrey:

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance 💔💕

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2💕❤️‍🔥

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Unspoken desire❤️‍🔥

Dr. Wendell Bray:

Witchy Squintern HCs💕

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

who broke the coffee pot?💖

The Squinterns:

Adventures in babysitting💕

Being Hodgins sister and being a goth Squintern💕

Dr. Zack Addy:

I've got your back💕

Who's got him smiling like that?💕

❤️‍🩹Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shephard:

Halloween special💖🫀

Injured💔

The Ballad of Jayne💔

Stuck in the middle💔💕

Stitches💕

This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym💕

Baby on the brain💕

Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith💕

Love at first sight💕

Dr. Mark Sloan:

November Rain💔

Faithfully💔💕

We are family💕

Christmas Special💖

Dr. Owen Hunt:

Trauma 101💖

Dr. Jackson Avery:

Love Story💔💕

Dr. Alex Karev:

Heaven💔

Dr. Miranda Bailey:

Your my favorite💕

Dr. Nick Marsh:

Secrets out💕

🗡️Once upon a time🍎

August W. Booth:

Hidden secrets❤️‍🔥💕💔

Killian Jones:

Smut fic with Killan Jones❤️‍🔥

Prince James:

Hysteria💔💕

🩸Twilight🌲

Cullen family:

Fire safty💖

Going to the zoo💖

Cats in the cradle💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger. 💖💕

Cullens:

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

Next to me series💖💔💕❤️‍🔥

Forever now💕

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Carlisle Cullen:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HC💕

Carlisle as your husband HCs💕

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

Jasper dating Bella's sister HCs💕

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

Dating Edward Cullen HCs💕

Crushing on Edward Cullen HCs💕

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

Glory of love series ❤️‍🔥💕💔💖

Dating Eleazar HCs❤️‍🔥💕

Garrett:

Voice of an Angel💔💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and dating Garrett HCs💕

Wolf pack:

Seth Clearwater:

Perfect 💕

Volturi:

The Volturi:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger💕

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Peter Venkman:

When unspoken rules are broken💔💕

Dr. Egon Spengler:

Hold on, I love you💔

Two Nerds falling in love headcanons💕

Ray stantz:

Dr. Jelousey❤️‍🔥

Something strange💕💔

🦁🐍Harry Potter🐦‍⬛🦡

Draco Malfoy:

Say Something💔

Dance the night away💕

Just keeping an eye out💕

The truth doesn't always hurt💔💕

George Weasley:

Welocm to Gryffindor💔💕

You belong with me - part 1💔💕

Fred Weasley:

Being a Potter twin and falling for Fred💕

Neville Longbottom:

Your Breaking My Heart💔

Weasley family:

Being adopted by the Weasleys💕

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Gabriel "the Trickster":

Gardian Angel💕

Hyper girl💕

The Winchester and the Trickster💕

Love of a lifetime💔

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Castiel:

Being in a love triangle with Dean and Cas💕💔

🎶Elvis Presley🎸

Austin!Elvis Presley:

Love me tender💔💕

💥Marvel🦸

Scott "Cyclops" Summers:

Dating Scott Summers💕❤️‍🔥

A not so White Wedding💕

Clint "Hawkeye" Barton:

Secrets out💖

Whatever it takes💔💕

Tony "Iron man" Stark:

All of me💔💕

Bucky "winter soldier" Barnes:

Treat you better💔💕

Howard Stark:

Time In A Bottle💕

Dr. Stephen Strange:

I won't say I'm in love💔💕

Avengers:

Ohana means family💕

Six avengers and a baby💔💕

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lurking-book-cat · 7 days

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Eyyy do you like Alenoah? WELL SO DO I! AND HERES A LIST OF ALL THE ALENOAH FICS I RECOMMEND YOU READ! I SEARCHED THROUGH ALL OF THE ALENOAH TAG ON AO3 FOR THESE FICS!

Critique me - CaffeinationNation

“what he didn’t expect was to run into a familiar face in his creative writing course.

Alejandro Burromuerto.

He froze, nearly dropping his rented textbook. The familiar eel was sitting and chatting familiarly with one of the other students, not noticing Noah come in through the door.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20018014/chapters/47399563

Finished

Pretty poisonous - G4Y

“Noah and Owen sign up together for The Ridonculous Race, and this time, Noah was determined to get the money, no matter what obstacles he might face; be it through challenges, or other competitors. Upon arriving at the starting line, however, he was unpleasantly surprised to see a familiar tan face, with poisonous green eyes and a slimy exterior.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20410456/chapters/48415786

Incomplete - possible discontinued

1 mile to go - SerenaCypher

“Of all the rotten luck he’s had in his life, from getting voted out 3rd in Total Drama, to never winning a single reality show game, to his string of failed relationships and now this.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34298452/chapters/85336957?view_adult=true

Finished

Hung up - doom_delrey

“in which Noah plays his cards a bit better than in canon, and Alejandro gets curious.

A canon divergence fic from just before "I See London," where, against their better judgement, two teammates begin to collaborate, and things quickly spiral out of control.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33074005/chapters/82102480

Incomplete - possibly discontinued

Messy times at wawanakawa high - imhungry_3769015

“Welcome to Senior Year at Wawanakwa High!

Strange to think it's the final year for Principal McLean and Chef/Mr. Hatchet's (secretly) favorite class of students.

But, the antics of these diverse group of students are only ratcheting up from last year.

Settle in for a large mix of drama, action, mystery, emotion, politics, idiocy, romance, sex, comedy, and horror at the hands of these twenty five students.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50140651/chapters/126625663

Incomplete - on-going - slow updates

Lovers and fools - HenkePenke

“In trying to get each other eliminated, Heather and Alejandro both end up making deals with Noah. The aim? Make the other jealous to throw them off their game. Noah plays along, but secretly plans on using the new arrangements to his own advantage. Because really, their "feelings" are just for show, what could go wrong?

(I have yet to figure out how tagging works so they're going to update a little whenever I remember stuff, same thing with characters and relationships, my apologies)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53816746/chapters/136210486

Incomplete - on-going

Total drama: apology tour - KookyVonKoopa

“a special Apology Tour just for my bbg Noah-

But on a serious note:

Alejandro wins the million dollars, and gets called back a year later to participate in a new total drama season: Total Drama: Post Tour. He hesitates but has to accept it anyways, because it’s in the contract. Now, he has to face the wrath and anger of his previous teammates and enemies, along with a certain someone itching to go eel hunting.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54937930/chapters/139261738

Incomplete - on-going

Curl up like a pill-bug - honeyhoneypot

“The store around him is quiet, and the light from the rising sun streams through the window, casting warm, tangerine rays across the glass tabletop. It’s almost comforting, and for a brief, tiny moment, Noah feels a little bit at peace with himself.

That is, until a series of sharp, confident steps echo across the store, and Noah barely has time for his stomach to fill with dread before a voice – a smooth, eloquent, and familiar voice – fills his ears like salt water.

“Well, if it isn’t my dear Noah!” The voice speaks, and when Noah whips his head around, he's staring directly into the eyes of none other than Alejandro Burromuerto.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50295178/chapters/127055392

Incomplete - on-going

Look my way - CinnamonToes

“Noah and Alejandro are high school rivals who are about to enter college. As their rivalry calms down and they become friends Noah makes the sudden and horrifying realization that he's caught feeling for Alejandro.

He tries to continue his friendship with Alejandro but he wonders if he'll be able to ignore his feelings or if they'll ever be reciprocated. but it may just end up being too painful to keep up.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54576613/chapters/138287062

Incomplete - on-going

One step behind - eva107

“Everything changes when Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot is given the win in London. With the Amazon's loss causing Heather's departure, how will these new circumstances play out?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52815139/chapters/133587586

Incomplete - on-going

Dig A Mace Into His Chest And A Shotgun Into Mine - WriterQuil

“Noah has been selected for the Hunger Games after volunteering to take place for the boy contender and compete alongside his best friend, Gwen, to give her an advantage at winning. His original plan is to lead Gwen to victory and once it was just the two of them remaining to end his own life so she could claim the title of the victor... but even with Noah's smarts, this plan proves to be more difficult than originally speculated. And it's only going to be harder when the District One tribute, Alejandro Burromuerto has taken an odd liking to him.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51460918/chapters/130049539

Incomplete - on-going

✩ Lips were made to lie - Alenoah ✩ - Noahs_sarcasm

“A retelling of Total Drama: The Ridonculous Race where Alejandro takes the place of Owen.

Noah is pessimistic, cynical and struggling to keep up with incoming bills. After his Total Drama fame has died down, he has no choice but to compete around the world again.

Alejandro, the hispanic heart throb, has always lived in the shadows of his younger brother. After he finally snaps, he decides to take back the spotlight.

An unlikely reunion. A million dollars. A race around the world.

A love story.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54579649/chapters/138294886

Incomplete - on-going

Bittersweet love - alenoah_real

“Noah works at a coffee shop in a small town, and nothing intresting happens.

Well, except for reuniting with Alejandro: the guy who pushed him off a plane.

Things escalate from there.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50753539/chapters/128210098

Hiatus

The healing process of an ex-villain and a teenage genius - Nress

“All-Stars fic where Noah has graduated from being chris's assistant to work on the show and Alejandro doesn't come out of being trapped in a robot suit mentally or physically stable.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54026488/chapters/136769383

Incomplete - on-going

All-Stars and Assistants - Mpaigeu

“Total Drama's newest season premieres, featuring a cast of the best players to ever grace the hallowed grounds of Camp Wawanakwa!

For Noah, this means assisting Chris McLean once more, and confronting the past head-on after a year of ignoring, feeling, changing, and healing.

For Alejandro, it means a second chance at life, and freedom the network that hurt him in the first place. It also means physical pain and the onset of unwanted feelings in all aspects of his new, colorful, chaotic life.

For Heather, it means reuniting with the boy she loves, and learning to love even more, no matter who may try to keep her in the "queen of the villains" box she built for herself in her early teenage years.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54121849/chapters/137031790

Incomplete - on-going

You are my obsession - AyaWilliams

“Nothing in Alejandro's life brings him joy. Until Noah arrives at school that is. Noah makes him feel seen in a way no one else does. Alejandro is determined to win him over, but he wants it to go as smoothly as possible so he's going to have to deal with a few rivals for Noah affection.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52407217/chapters/132577594

Incomplete - on-going

Wrong, try again! - cloudyskiiees

“All is going well for Noah in World Tour up until London, where he's sure to get eliminated. Things get quickly turned on his head as he's murdered and sent right back to before the London challenge, where he gets to try again. And again. And again.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53567491/chapters/135593740

Incomplete - on-going

The red carpet - sirenscharm

“Noah gets invited to a bar since he and his friends are old enough, (18-19) and Total Drama has a new cast so he gets to live normally again.

He for sure isn’t gonna meet the OG cast again after this, or go back on that godforsaken show again, right?

(Before All Stars and Ridonculous Race.)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51363667/chapters/129791560

Incomplete - on-going - slow update

Face the Sun (and Fall) - Noah_bout_it

“The city of Wawanakwa is one with bad crime and worse secrets. The hero producers made the hero tower and started collecting superhumans when their powers manifested at the age of 10 to train them and help fight said crime- but it still runs rampant.

One vigilante is just doing his best to keep himself and the very few people he holds close to his heart alive. And maybe he just wants a bit of justice. Just a little bit.

In which I have created a totally normal superhero/vigilante/supervillain AU. The normalest ever. Totally.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53831002/chapters/136248061

Incomplete - on-going

Total Drama Kingdoms and why Noah hates royals - QuestionableLasagna

“...okay, what the fuck?

Noah can only stare in dazed bewilderment as a hand slowly emerges from one of his mirrors.

He was rudely awakened from his much deserved nap by an alarm from King Bossy that someone entered the confessional. Chris wants every single scrap of drama that this show could get and that means sending Noah tumbling out of his bed in the corner of the room to activate his surveillance.

He barely finished opening the damn portal before an amulet appeared in his face. And then came a fist, then an elbow, and then a shoulder. Before he knew it, a face managed to push through the rippling glass and another hand emerged to clasp tight onto Noah’s arm, the metal gauntlet digging into his skin.

Green eyes blink open and stare down at the half-awake wizard, those eyes curving into crescents as the man going through the mirror gives Noah a dazzling smile.

“Pleased to finally meet you great magician, I’m prince Alejandro of the Burromuerto Kingdom, at your service.”

——————

Total drama fantasy AU where Noah is the magical assistant to the worst fantasy reality entertainment show ever created while a certain prince keeps trying to get his attention.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53168932/chapters/134534620

Incomplete - on-going - slow update

The Alejandro Hate Club (Working Title) - Brick_bronze165

“Noah was eliminated in London. Alejandro won and, he was fine with that.

He should have been fine with that, until a couple of eliminated contestants invite him to join an alliance of sorts. An alliance to make Alejandro pay.

Noah doesn't care about revenge but, somehow he's volunteered to carry out the plan. Little does he know the plan will involve returning to the competition to face the very person he once called a teamate.

There's absolutely no way will blow up in his face.

-------

Basically, a Total Drama rewrite where Noah rejoins the competition instead of Blaineley-- with some additional support.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51484792/chapters/130113937

Incomplete - on-going

Problem and Solution - astrokyle

“Alejandro has been having difficulties sleeping. As in, he can't sleep unless Noah is near.

(And his family really sucks.)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53417923/chapters/135203125

Incomplete - on-going - slow update

Intertwined - circusclwn

“After season two of the reboot, MK finds herself wondering; Why were her parents on Total Drama?

After a heated argument with them, she wishes she could just know what and how they did, and why they didn't stop her from joining.

And so, she wakes up back in the distant year of 2005 with her younger brother Nicolás, when the third season of the show "Total Drama" was being filmed.

Will she, with the help of some familiar faces, discover what her dads are hiding from her, or will she perish after facing challenges that were much more dangerous than they ever were on the reboot?

Alenoah as MK's gay dads AU + Time Travel/Loop AU!”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53173714/chapters/134547484

Incomplete - on-going

Lethal attraction - saturnsanarchy

“Noah owes his good buddy Owen a favor, but he wouldn’t have done it if he’d known he had to tag along with him on a reality tv show at a summer camp. A last minute change to the script flips Noah’s brain, making him question things he wouldn’t before.

Alejandro joins this show to cause some drama and show everyone what a Burromeurto is capable of, but he ends up getting more than what he bargained for.

A Total Drama Island rewrite where Alejandro and Sierra join the cast early that is basically Alenoah.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50065180/chapters/126421222

Incomplete - on-going - slow updates

World Tour if the Writers Weren’t COWARDS and Let it be Gay - Anonymous

“So I'm I not getting my book back?" Noah asks.

He wouldn't be surprised if the man tried holding it hostage in order to get an alliance or something.

Weirder things have happened on this show.

Alejandro just picks up the book from where it landed and politely hands it back to him, his fingers barely brushing Noah’s, and shoots him a blinding smile.

Noah just snatches the book and turns back around. He blatantly ignores the butterflies attacking his stomach right now. He already knew he was gay but that didn't mean he had to stoop as low as reality TV crushes.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50068276/chapters/126430036

Complete

Snap, crackle and pop - MaybeOphe

“Silly little concept AU wherein Alejandro uses his hypnosis abilities to keep Noah under his thumb post-Jamaica, all because everyone's favourite snarker couldn't keep his big mouth shut and had to play sceptic.

Somewhat inspired by To Reach New Heights by Creative_Creatures, though I admittedly haven't read more than a few chapters. The idea is neat though!”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53591404/chapters/135657136

Incomplete - on-going - slow update

Brewed to Love. - (After the Fall) . Alenoah. - dollison

“Noah works at a cafe, and Alejandro cannot get him out of his head. Scratch that. It could have been the perfect, standard romance. Meeting inside of a cafe, strangers to lovers.

This is what originally made the theme Brewed to Love come to.

A vision for this tunnel was constructed until disaster joined, destroying the ideal cafe love story. An apocalypse was the last thing anyone could have thought of. If they wanted to build up the relationship from the cafe, they would have to survive first.

Through radio silence.

Through each other.

Brewed to Love : After the Fall is semi-based off of situations in the movies A Quiet Place and Bird Box.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50942326/chapters/128698318

Incomplete - on-going

who watches over you - hoser

“See you later, Noah.”

As she picked up her suitcase, all he could do was stare at her retreating figure as she walked out their front door. Mary Kate’s hands were reaching out towards her mother, as he raised a hand to wave after her, saying one last thing to the empty air:

“Yeah, see you later..”

Being the father of a toddler at the age of twenty six wasn't in his plans, but then again being divorced wasn't either. Noah navigates parenthood as a single parent, while reconnecting with familiar faces along the way.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53253469/chapters/134761504

Incomplete - on-going

Noah's Extraordinary Playlist - cloudyskiiees

“Noah's life is okay. Not great, not terrible, average at best. His office job is a little less than ideal, working with idiot's all day, but at least it pays well. He's very content to continue slinking though life in the shadows, alive but not quite living. His plans however, are completely thwarted by an moron and a magical MRI machine. Being able to read people's feelings through giant musical numbers was not something he had ever planned on, especially when he learns his only friend is not the charming guy Noah thought he was.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52057501/chapters/131653354

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

The schemer - kaeborii

“As the new reality show is about to be announced, Chris McLean confesses to his assistant, Noah, that it's all a plan to lure the cast of Total Drama into another season. In order to keep things interesting, he asks him to play the role of antagonist, thinking it will be a simple task; Noah accepts.

Unfortunately, this will lead him into trouble he can't avoid, along with new friends, enemies and maybe something else.

⤷ AU where Noah takes the competition seriously and becomes the villain he deserved to be.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50988766/chapters/128820349

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

Red handed - MaxxAndCheese

“Noah stumbled a bit before hearing mumbling from behind the corner. “Alejandro-“ he was cut off by the sound of crunching. He turned the corner to see Alejandro’s boot pressed against some poor guy’s head. He watched as Alejandro kept kicking his head until the guy stopped moving. Blood was pulling around him and Alejandro groaned. Noah quickly looked away, pressing himself against the wall with his hand over his mouth.

“What a worthless target.” Noah could hear the venom in his voice.

“José could have done better…”

Assassin au”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50485303/chapters/127548010

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

Flips and turns - Spicysodapop

“The camera switched to frame of the Reality TV Pros. Noah sat down, visibly disturbed, with his arms crossed.

“An eel dipped in grease.” Noah recited, talking to the camera.

Owen, beside him, raised both eyebrows and widened his eyes in reply.

// AU in which it's Alejandro and José in the Ridonculous Race instead of Kitty and Emma,”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53122495/chapters/134411530

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

but I know we’ll meet again some sunny day - jasmine_sea

“Over two years after the disastrous ending of Total Drama World Tour, Noah and Alejandro cross paths at the University of Toronto.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50707366/chapters/128093755

Incomplete - slow updates

Unwithering - astrokyle

“ (noah): how the hell did you even send it to me in the first place?

(alejandro): Um

(alejandro): I met someone a couple days ago, and they put their number in as “little bitch”

(noah): ??

(noah): and what did you put my name as?

(alejandro): little shit.

(noah): are you serious?

(alejandro): fitting, isnt it?

In which Noah receives a text from Alejandro on a random Monday afternoon and it slowly becomes a normal occurrence.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49151875/chapters/124013026

Incomplete - on-going

Uprooted - niamhlovesu

“IN PROGRESS STORY] this is basically tdwt except justin and katie are added!! (+teams are shuffled a lot).. this is alenoah because alenoah supremacy! my chapters should be around 2-5k words each (yes the first one is short because its a prelude don't judge LOL)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52530781/chapters/132882574

Incomplete - possibly discontinued

Collateral - astrokyle

“Noah ends up handcuffed to Alejandro. It’s stellar.

A missing reward challenge from World Tour.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49382899/chapters/124620064

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

World weary - Mpaigeu

“Instead of getting voted off during I See London, Noah miraculously stays in the competition for one million dollars. Less miraculously, he's stuck on a plane with someone he just called an eel. Someone who is stupidly attractive, and even more cunning.

Throughout messy breakups, nasty butterflies in one's chest, and insane challenges cooked up by one psychopathic Chris McLean, Noah vies to keep his sanity and feelings in check as he makes unlikely relationships with his fellow competition.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50810527/chapters/128358712

Complete

high off vertigo (when you're close) - lonleybrachiobrute (triceratroops)

“all goes to according to plan.. (ft. everything going wrong, eels & bookworms, and questionable father figures)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51012802/chapters/128883433

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus - please update

Kiss me under the stars - cupidscrossbows

“Noah has been living life about as well as a micro-celebrity known for kissing a dude on international television can live. He has a good job- working for the devil himself, Chris McLean.

He doesn't expect to have to go onto another season, but considering he was “fired” for this show, he might as well try to win it.

… Does that new guy seem fake to anyone else?

Another assistant Noah Alenoah with fatherly figure Chris McLean fanfic... With some fun little surprises thrown in”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52625191/chapters/133113775

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

This Killing Feeling - astron_nommeeerrrsss

“Everything had been going normal in his life until a new student came to their school.

One year later, his friends leave him alone at lunch.

A certain someone comes up and talks to him.

Things escalate from there.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49483924/chapters/124887586

Incomplete - possibly on hiatus

Alone at Home - WriterQuil

“Eight year olds Alejandro and Noah's parents were the closest of friends but Noah and Alejandro couldn't hate each other more. Despite their children's evident rivalry, Noah's parents make the arrangement to go on their annual trip to Paris but this time invites Alejandro's family to tag along with them. Their plan to have a fun family trip to form a relationship between Alejandro and Noah goes awry when in their initial lateness and the flurry of the morning, they accidentally leave Alejandro and Noah behind. Unfortunately for the two boys, things are about to get a lot worse than being stuck home alone with your primary school rival, because two burglars have their eyes on Noah's house…”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50212141/chapters/126816424

Complete

crash (TOTAL DRAMA ALL STARS REWRITE) - niamhlovesu

“BASICALLY total drama all stars but I removed sam and lindsay and added Tyler, Noah, Brick and Anne Maria! focused around alejandro and noah (yes im keeping Mal in argue with the wall! he's just not as... mal-,y?)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51388036/chapters/132345118

Discontinued

Sweet-Tooth - sharkish

“Despite sugar’s addictive tendencies, you always go for more.

The same sugar that already got Bridgette and Lindsay addicted.

The same sugar that would get Noah addicted too, eventually.

He just had to wait.

OR, A rewrite of Total Drama World Tour, starting from the beginning - literally.

It is Alejandro and Noah centric, but the focus changes from character to character each chapter.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51799969/chapters/130960156

Possibly discontinued

Noah Sterecra and the All-Stars - vampicie

“Alejandro Burromuerto is the leader of the band “The All-Stars” that consists of him, his two best friends Courtney and Heather, and Courtney’s crush and friend Gwen. They all hope to become a famous, worldwide known band one day but for now they play small gigs at clubs downtown.

Noah Sterecra is a solo singer who’s making it big in the music industry. With his mesmerizing voice and beautifully thought out lyrics, it’s hard not to love his songs. He wished he could say the same about people loving him.

When these two music artists collide, it seems like their success is written in the stars. However, they’ll soon find out that even the brightest stars of all die someday.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50698963/chapters/128072449

Possibly discontinued

With a Little Help from My Friends - Cinna (Cinnamas) - Cinnamas

“TDWT retelling from after the 'Eye see London'

In an unexpected twist of fate, Noah is the one who stumbles upon Duncan and Gwen's secret rendezvous in the confessional. He decides to tell Courtney, feeling that she deserves to know the truth about her boyfriend and best friend. Of course he couldn't predict how doing so would dramatically, shift the course of the show and lead to unexpected alliances, rivalries, and romance?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49478542/chapters/124873768

Complete

Two eels don't make a right - orphan_account

“Being Chris’ personal assistant had its ups and downs. The pay was nice, but then again he was also Chris’ personal assistant."

Noah didn't think he would ever have to participate in another season ever again. That is, until Chris turns to him as a last resort and Noah can not say no to a million dollars. After all, he had gotten much farther in world tour, he just needed to keep alejandro at a distance. oh... and hello Jose-

(Name subject to change)”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50298067/chapters/127063231

Possibly discontinued

masterminded - -em- (unfortunatelyem)

“I See London" takes a different turn when Owen is caught at the beginning instead of Alejandro. Noah is forced to be in a close proximity to Alejandro, who knows what might happen. He won't be called an eel, that's for sure.

Blainerific is replaced by a new competitor.

Courtney gains a new friend and ally.

Unexpected betrayal? Who sees who kissing?

All will be revealed (unless i change my mind *cue maniacal laughter*)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51093331/chapters/129089329

Discontinued

A way out - Brick_bronze165

“Noah knows he's going home, everyone heard him call Alejandro an eel. He also knows that after the day he's had he just want's to be alone until the parachute is put in his hands.

Life seems to have other plans for him when he find himself trapped in the confessional with the one guy he hates most.

What could possibly go wrong?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50595598/chapters/127810819

Complete

Total Drama: Halloween Edition - Brick_bronze165

“To celebrate the spooky season Chris decides to host a special episode of World Tour involving costumes, scavenger hunts, and forced bonding.

What could go wrong, especially when he has a couple of tricks up his sleeve in the form of a giant run down mansion and, acess to Hollywood level makeup.

A lot, the answer is a lot.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50744026/chapters/128186755

Complete

Total Drama: Reloaded! - Nightinggale (orphan_account)

“Alejandro and Noah are dragged into another season of Total Drama, via contract, hijinks insue as they are unwillingly teamed up. Who will be the first eliminated? Who will be the Finalists? Who knows? Me, I know 😈”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49798216/chapters/125704957

On hiatus

Reward - alixxao3

“What if episode 13 had been a reward challenge, and Noah remained in the game?

A rocky and originally false alliance between Alejandro and Noah after episode 13 creates feelings between the two, and they come to find they are more similar than they realize.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50473489/chapters/127521826

Possibly discontinued

A Little Miscommunication Goes A Long Way - Strawberry_Diamond

“It's been a year since Total Drama: World Tour and Noah hasn't talked to anyone, Owen decides to host a reunion and invites everyone from the cast. Noah accepts, but not without a lot of emotional turmoil. How will he face the people he went through the hellish show with after ignoring them for a year? Surely they don't want to see him right?

Noah leaves for a year and just shows up one day, various people have varying reactions”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50424364/chapters/127403752

Possibly discontinued

An Insulting Indifference - drowzeee

“After three years of radio silence following the end of Total Drama World Tour, Noah reaches out to Alejandro Burromuerto.

Some say he should resent the guy, while others insist there was something between them that could have been genuine friendship.

Noah doesn't have a strong opinion either way.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48732487/chapters/122930905

Incomplete - slowww update - please update you only got one chapter left

The return - OhemGee132432

“Chris has rounded up many past favourites for another creative rodeo of bullying teenagers!”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50045260/chapters/126365812

Possibly discontinued

Fashionably late - Brick_bronze165

“Noah is tired, tired of losing every reality show he's ever starred in. Sure there was Total Drama but, ever since World Tour there were others. He's ashamed to admit how desperate he is for the tabloid fame Total Drama promised him. He feels stuck.

Then by pure chance he meets Alejandro on the set of his latest show, a fashion show none the less.

Only Alejandro isn't the same.

It isn't like Noah cares.

Afterall he's an eel, an eel who's finally making him realize how screwed up his life has become.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50515144/chapters/127616335

Complete

The personals - SuperSunGunner

“Noah has been Chris’s Personal Assistant for over a year now—and he knows he’s damn good at his job. But when Chris gets punched in the face at some random bar in Colorado, Chris goes behind his back and hires none other than Alejandro Burromuerto to be his Personal Bodyguard. Which now means that the guy is going to be LIVING with them for the time being.

Yet, when a VERY much expected rivalry grows between the two of them, they’ll do anything to get the other fired first.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49938223/chapters/126077497

Complete

So sick of you - Brick_bronze165

“Noah's determined to make it further than last time, the first season was a fluke. He has everything in place until bad luck strikes and he falls ill with a cold.

What could possibly go wrong? Especially when Alejandro decides to make it his mission to take care of him.

This won't be the thing to take him out of the running, not if he can help it.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49583008/chapters/125141965

Complete

I See London in Your Eyes - Brick_bronze165

“Everything was going along as planned until the plane began to take a dive into the river Thames and delay the competiton.

Noah is more than annoyed but, Alejandro sees it as an oppurtunity to finally figure out a way to eliminate Noah for good.

Only things don't go as planned but, when do they ever? Alejandro can adapt- if only the annoying feelings would go away.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49193698/chapters/124126558

Complete

A New Rolling of the Dice - Erebis_jams

“Chris calls everyone back for a fourth season of Total Drama (and because they're unfortunately legally obligated to, they come), but things are a bit different this time around.

What follows is a high stakes competition full of unexpected friendships, romance (except don't tell them that as they insist on being difficult), scheming, rather brutal betrayals, questionable ethical practices, and several questions yet to be answered.

Like who the fuck gave Chris McLean access to virtual reality (the sci-fi kind, like going inside of video games kind. C'mon this universe already works on cartoon logic I think it's fair) and thought it would end well?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35873965/chapters/89449819

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The other side - WeirdNCrazy

“So what do you get a Host with too much money plus firing too many interns that he is short-staffed for his World Tour? Well, that equals him keeping his newest assistant Noah Sterecra on board, of course, he is oddly efficient and knows the ropes around enough to not get killed.

Why is Noah putting up with the host in devil skin bullshit? The Pay. He would have left long ago if it wasn’t for that nice check that rolls into his bank account and for that he can bullshit his way through this god awful show and boss. He supposes it helps that his boyfriend got roped into this, at least he doesn’t have to suffer alone.

He may have to wrestle with animals, the contestants, staff, and host, but at least it’s gonna be hilarious since he’s on the other side of it all.

Assistant Noah!”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42822345/chapters/107575602

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Inescapable - fluidfox

“You’re… Noah, right? What was it called… Total Drama!”

Yeah, Noah loved being reminded of his time spent in a waking nightmare filled with everything from bed bugs to food poisoning to OSHA violations to threats of death and frequent near-fatal experiences. “Yep.”

“Man, that show looked nuts. Sorry you went through all that.”

“Funny, most people tell me they’re jealous.”

“Nah, I’ve seen enough of that show to know that some of those stunts the host pulled weren’t fake. It must’ve been awful. But hey, you got through it!”

“Physically speaking, yes.”

He gave him a sympathetic smile before grabbing the smoothies. “Have a nice day, man!” The bell chimed as he left the building.

“I doubt it.”

——

It seems like no matter what Noah did, Total Drama and the things that came with it were always going to come back to haunt him, including a certain Spanish man and news of a new season.

Or: Noah is a student working at a smoothie shop, and shit starts getting weird when Alejandro shows up.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43340578/chapters/108946390

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Slippery slopes - courtney-deserved-better (persephones_garden)

“After his suspicions surrounding Alejandro have been confirmed, Noah is determined not to let his two-faced teammate win without a good fight. He may not be the strongest competitor, but he's gotten this far already.

Alejandro expects his life to get easier with Heather's departure, not made even more difficult by Noah's intelligence and biting wit. He may have incorrectly presumed them to be friends, but he's determined not to underestimate his competition again.

Of course, when it comes to Total Drama, nobody can predict the chaos to come.

An Alejandro x Noah World Tour Rewrite. Starts during I See London…”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32170684/chapters/79711624

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The Sweet to my Bitter, the Sugar to my Coffee - Thicc_eyebrows

“Noah's a bitter person and he only gets more bitter when Owen suggests that the duo host a Total Drama reunion. He's less than thrilled about the idea but decides to play along for the sake of his friend. Noah dreads seeing someone again at the reunion and with his dumb luck, ends up alone with a certain slimy eel and his sugary words due to his friends' schemes.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32932396/chapters/81732652

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Keep your enemies close - AyaWilliams

“During the ripper challenge Noah remembers something that prevents him from badmouthing Alejandro. This means different things for different people.

For Noah it means an opportunity to get further in the game

For Alejandro it means a new alliance partner.

For Heather it means a second rival.

For Gwen it means stopping a huge mistake.

And for the audience it means tons of drama.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32908795/chapters/81670897

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Willows and Serpents - CrystalRoseWrites

“An "appealing" thing about working at Total Powers is being able to put on a mask, metaphorical and literally. Noah was never able to grasp why someone would bother going through such trouble. The answer still eludes him as he stares at Prometheus. Looking at the sad little man, he can't understand why one would try so hard to be someone you're not.

He doesn't think he ever will.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37836859/chapters/94479220

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Only these thorns could be so deadly - Confused_maple

“What could be worse than senior year? Devolving hanahaki disease and not knowing who you’re crushing on during senior year.

This is the case for Alejandro, throwing all assumptions he was straight out the door and trying to find the courage to confess to Noah, the pretty boy he talks to in study hall, before the flowers in his lungs take him away.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33079642/chapters/82117168

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#shout out to AyaWilliams and Brick_bronze165 for posting so many alenoah fics #love u guys #shout out to courtney-deserved-better (persephones_garden) for pretty much being the backbone of Alenoah fics.#Alenoah #td alejandro #alejandro burromuerto #noah total drama #total drama #total drama world tour #im so obsessed with them guys #love them so much #im extremely healthy dont worry about it.#did i add some of thesw fics to intimidate some arthors into updating? maybe.#tired. help #spam kudos at them maybe they will notice

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The Sea Prince: Pirates’ Factions and Empires’ cast. Concepts!

Hello!! It’s been a while since I made a worldbuilding post, and because this AU is currently being revised, I’d like to welcome the side characters who will be making their appearances throughout the story! Firstly, I’d like to talk about the changes between Pirates SMP and Empires SMP to properly fit the vision of this world. These are still their main concepts until they’re (eventually) designed and fully realized, but this is what their general faction/ personality is like.

The factions exist! They’re split between the navy and hunters, given Team TIES are naval commanders, they should have some powerful people with them while the Red Canaries (ehehe they’re all bird names) deal with their rival group.

The shorter version is; Kites and Kestrels are Hunters, Herons are a special class of navy, and Nightingales are voyagers. Their characters and the Empires cast will be used for further development in the story. :D

I’m not well caught up in the characters of Pirates so they will not be gaining a description. The Empires cast will as I am more familiar with them!

* - special case

Here’s the general idea of the factions;

Formed out of shared interests, contracts, or skill, there are countless factions throughout the world. Like any faction or guild, they can be hired together to cover all their bases and work with each other’s strength. It’s not often this works, but they’re contractually obligated to do their jobs, so they keep their heads down. These groups and crews were formed naturally and hence, want to work with these specific members if ever brought on to jobs.

(This is still subject to change; the general idea is the same tho!)

Kites: Formidable and boastful.

Prioritizing strength, this faction of rowdy hunters are no stranger to the wilds of the ocean. They enjoy the thrill of the hunt and fighting evil monsters. This specific group cannot work with any hunter crew due to the belief of their superior strength and does not ask for help. They are particularly annoyed by the Canaries, thinking them to be spoiled and pampered due to being funded by the King himself. Hopefully their paths don’t collide. Hopefully.

IMPORTANT MEMBERS:

Aimsey

Bek

Kuervo

Reddoons

Tubbo

Etho (formerly)

Kestrels: Relic of the past.

Some members of this great faction were once Ren’s old crew, they thrived in a lavish lifestyle their hunts have provided them. A strong leader with a fierce second-mate, they were unstoppable. It was like this for a few years, but after their Captain’s death it hasn’t been the same. Their second-mate soon left to be in his former crew, and they are unsure what the future may hold. If they ever cross paths with the Canaries, especially with their former second-mate, threats of violence look over their heads.

IMPORTANT MEMBERS:

Ren (deceased)

Martyn (formerly)

Guqqie

Kyle

Sausage

Joey

Oli

*Scar (associated with the group in the past)

Nightingales: Explorers and Navigators.

Away from hunting and fighting, they simply want to travel and make it easier for people to get from place to place. They are a talented group who design and create machinery for travel and everyday use, but also spend their times in exploring and charting maps; a very versatile group indeed.

IMPORTANT MEMBERS:

Michela

Graecie

Will

Acho

App

Ros

False

*Pix

Herons: Elite Intelligence.

A group of very few, but strong leaders. They are special cadets from the navy who succeeded past their peers and are given special attention from their commanders as they train to, hopefully, lead in their place one day.

IMPORTANT MEMBERS:

Cleo (formerly)

Mumbo (formerly)

Olive

Owen

Water

Finally, we get to the Empires cast. Originally this au was only a Life Series x Empires fic due to some interesting dynamics the characters would have with some side characters, but pirates opened up a new opportunity and fills up some plot holes! I did say the Empires cast are getting their descriptions, so here they are!

‘Mythical ‘Myth’ J. Sausage.’

‘Humble’ and ‘polite’ are the first things he’d say about himself. He is particular in living the high life and wants to continue living up to his faction’s name. He can’t stand hanging around Martyn, so he openly makes fun of him for his own ego.

‘Joey Graceffa.’

Brought on by Myth/Sausage, Joey fits the bill of a Kestrel. He enjoys singing, but doesn’t do it as often as, “they don’t deserve to hear his voice”. He’s boastful and full of pride, joining Myth as he berates the former Kestrel. He doesn’t really know who the blonde is however, as he was brought to the crew a bit more recent.

‘Orion ‘Oli’ Sound.’

A wildcard. He’s eccentric and very chaotic, bringing all the energy into the Kestrels. He once challenged by Joey into a sing-off, and despite the other winning, Oli takes it in stride and forms a friendly(?) rivalry with the other Kestrel, making good laughs for everyone.

‘False Symmetry.’

A mechanic with big dreams. She helps build prosthetics and assists with any type of machinery, as she enjoys her time tinkering with any type of device. She likes to make herself useful, and would often go for a passive response to try and change things for the better.

‘Pix Rift.’

A researcher deep in his own thoughts. He joined the Nightingales out of their shared belief and interest in exploring, accompanying them in journeys and to breathe the open, fresh air towns and cities don’t have. He takes notes of all of his adventures but tries to keep up with his personal responsibilities, as it seems he can’t keep up with it usually.

‘Katherine Elizabeth.’

A vagabond hunter with no ties to anyone or anything, supposedly. She’s excitable and fun loving, adoring the thrill of the hunt and returning home to her girlfriend with a satisfied grin on her face. She makes her living like a mercenary would, sometimes it’s jarring that someone as upbeat and optimistic as she is also kills monsters for fun and a way to earn payment.

‘Shelby Grace.’

An explorer. She’s curious about the world due to living a relatively sheltered life and greets the world with open arms. She’s incredibly shy and prefers to explore on her own, but she wouldn’t mind traveling the world with her girlfriend.

‘Gemini Rose.’

A delightful person to be around but stirs up tricks with her twin brother. She means no harm to anyone she comes across, lest her overthinking get the better of her, and she’s all in to see the world despite the horror stories of the ocean. She’s not scared! If she’s with her brother, nothing is impossible.

‘fWhip Rose.’

A menace, but a fun one! He’s usually the one who initiates the schemes between the twins, but also the one who gets into the most trouble. Be it his reckless attitude, he’s not afraid to stand up for himself.

And that’s all I can say about them! Pirates has opened up so much ideas for the AU going forward, and I’m excited for you all to see! In the meantime… here’s the reveal of revised Act I’s titles and mini arcs, I can’t wait to show you what they all mean and contain >:)

#the sea prince au #pirates smp #empires smp #limited life smp #scurvyblr #empiresblr #trafficblr #mythicalsausage #joey graceffa #theorionsound #falsesymmetry #pixlriffs #katherine elizabeth #shubble #geminitay #fwhip #nature wives #roseblings

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Hey! I absolutely love your stories, and right now I'm super excited to see how TBBW will continue ☺️. I'm really curious how you came up/what inspired you to write everything about the werewolf lore and Klaus' dad being alive and quite amazing if I say so myself 🥰.

Thanks so much! And oh boy, is this a question. So, what did inspire me to write the werewolf lore and Klaus' father into the story?

Well.

That comes down to the very fundamental reason why anyone chooses to write fanfiction. I watched TVD up to s5, then I watched TO up to s3 and you know what I said to myself?

That's fucking stupid.

And then I re-wrote canon my own way out of a mix of rage and spite. Here's how:

First off - the werewolves in the tvd universe are so under-developed and shallow characterisations it wants to make me SCREAM. Like, at least for vampires, we have sire bonds and the intimacy of blood sharing, the implications that powerful vampires controlling big cities, little coffee shops with UV protected windows, the differences between daywalkers and nightwalkers - an idea of an actual SOCIETY out there. For werewolves? There's none of that. The ability to turn into a wolf on a full moon is perceived as a 'curse' by vampires and witches alike, their bite kills vampires and they've been hunted to almost extinction, and that's it. That's all we're given. There's some development in TO to do with packs and how they work, but again, very shallow writing. And again, TO, so it was centred around Hayley's werewolf journey not fucking, oh, I don't know maybe KLAUS MIKAELSON WHO IS PART WEREWOLF, THE ORIGINAL HYBRID???? So yeah. Not sure it even counts at this point.

[deeply inhales]

Sorry, it all makes me very angry thinking about it, as you can certainly tell. See, all that I can probably forgive because it is called The Vampire Diaries and not The Werewolf Diaries - makes sense they didn't spend as much time fleshing out werewolf culture and customs, the details of the species. But then. THEN they had to go bringing Klaus' biological father back from the dead - a man he never knew but probably longed to have known after his death, that little boy inside who always wanted a real father not an abusive shitbag - and then. They. Fucking. Killed him off.

Not only that but KLAUS killed him off.

Add the fact Klaroline was meant to be endgame, ENDGAME I SAY, thus, I was fuelled by such fury and spite I had to rewrite the entirety of tvd's s3-s4 because that, my friends, was the last straw and I could not live in a world where something SO stupid was left unchallenged.

So. It all began with Lycaon, really.

In TO, Ansel is the name of Klaus' father. However, I always thought it would be more interesting if his father looked more like Klaus (Ansel's actor, Lloyd Owen, doesn't look much different from Mikael, brown hair, chiselled chin, etc), for various reasons, mainly being it would be amazing to explore Klaus growing up thinking he looked like the sister that died before he was born, not knowing what his true father looked like and having no other reference since he didn't share Mikael's features. It's like, another layer of detail to him coming to terms with being a bastard. So, if I did bring in Klaus' father in with the name Ansel, readers would be forever associating the character with that physical appearance, which I didn't want. Knowing that, I decided to completely rewrite the entire character from scratch.

'Lycaon' is actually of greek origin - I did look at norse names, but none of them spoke to me, not like this one did. Lycaon just rolls of the tongue so beautifully, and it means 'king of wolves', which was rather fitting I thought. Makes Klaus a little lost prince almost, a reference to a favourite klaroline fic of mine, which expands beautifully on the werewolf lore: The Lost Prince and The Eternal Queen. The people of Scandinavia were travellers and conquerers too, famous for their navy, and with the Greek's influence in Europe, I didn't think it was too outlandish for a greek name to pop up. Like it's improbable, but lets suspend our disbelief a little on that front.

I can't quite remember what inspired Lycaon as a whole (it's been like, 3 years lol). I know I wrote that first chapter of The Little Wolf more as a way to get an idea out of my head. It wasn't about the klaroline then or any of tbbw's plot - even the rest of the little wolf's plot - which I came up with much later. It was just that scene, little Niklaus running through the woods and finding a wolf within them that felt oddly like home.

(And somehow, that one scene bloomed into what's probably going to become a 800k megafic, but isn't that how it always is, with writing?)

Going onto the deeper details of the werewolf lore... that's a mash up of everything I love about werewolves, honestly. There's inspiration drawn from other shows, of course, like Teen Wolf for example and even Twilight much to my shame (those books/movies are questionable okay but the werewolves looked BADASS) as well as just general myth and legend. There was some things I knew I didn't want to do, like make the wolf mates fated by destiny, something i've seen a lot in kc fics. That removes the romance for me, so in tbbw a wolf mate isn't a soulmate by supernatural force... they're a soulmate of choice. A mate is the wolf's first love, and the man's last - both sides have to fall in love, as one (which I think is much more poetic, no?). Which is why you have examples of Lycaon falling in love with Esther, while his wolf didn't - she wasn't his mate. I've also decided I'm going to take out the beta/omega werewolf dynamics in the edit I'm doing at the minute - originally I tried combining the fantasy werewolf pack dynamics (alpha, beta, omega) with real life wolf dynamics (wolf packs are actually families, an alpha pair being the parents of the other wolves). This is because the found family trope has me at the throat and the idea of werewolf packs being more like families? It's just such a romantic idea and I love it. So I'm changing that.

I'm always changing the lore, really. Always adding new things in. Currently, I'm rewriting the little wolf and adding some new scenes in, expanding on an idea I've had for a while and implimented elsewhere - that lycanthropy isn't a curse. It's like a....defence mechanism. It's not triggered because you killed someone - that's just a coincidence that can happen, vampire propaganda (cough, cough - Milkael's propaganda) that has spiralled out of proportion. Werewolves believe it too, because most packs and bloodlines have been decimated so catastrophically, many traditions and inherent knowledge has been lost. It's more like a trauma response? So if someone with the werewolf gene goes through something that ignites the fight or flight instinct, the wolf wakes and choosing fight. Because of course - this is werewolves we're talking about. It's more born of the idea that werewolves evolved (which I think is 100% more badass, like imagine prehistoric dire wolf werewolves people COME ON) rather than were a result of spell from some witch forgotten long ago.

But back centuries ago, before Mikael's blood feud, before the purge of werewolves, werewolf packs had this ritual? A rite of passage almost, a coming of age, that does the same thing - wakes the wolf. It's just been lost through the generations of death, destruction and fear. Or that's my headcanon of it, and you'll get a glimpse of the ritual in the little wolf, something that's happening in the background of a scene to expand on the lore.

There's so MUCH more to say about the werewolf lore. Maybe I'll reblog this and share more at a later time but this is long as it is. The werewolf lore is definitely a lot. Ah, the sacrifices I make for world building.

#klaroline #klaus x caroline #fanfiction #klaroline fanfiction #the big bad wolf #tbbw #morningstar writes #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #anon ask #ask me for a directors cut and i will provide #i ranted a little there anon I apologise #the world of tbbw is just a LOT lets just leave it at that

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