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lire-casander · 4 months

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don't want to set the world on fire

[rating] teen and up audiences [pairing] carlos reyes/tk strand [prompt] tarlos historical au [warnings] angst with a happy ending, canonical character deaths, pearl harbor au, world war ii, grief, mourning, fluff, kissing, alternating pov

[summary] 1941. tk strand and carlos reyes arrive in hawaii ready to recover from their own, personal tragedies. what they are not expecting is to find love among war.

happy holidays, @tailoredshirt! i really hope you enjoy reading this story just as much as i’ve enjoyed writing it!

it wouldn’t have made sense without the incredibly fast beta-reading help of @morganaspendragonss and the hand-holding offered by @moviegeek03 when i thought i couldn’t do this.

title from the song by the ink spots, which was released in 1941.

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March 27th, 1941

“What do you mean, you're going to Europe?” TK tries to control his voice as he chooses to ask the first of the myriad of questions that are exploding in his head.

“They need the help,” Alex explains calmly. He doesn't look TK in the eye when he continues, “That's why I enlisted.”

“You volunteered?” TK screeches, earning themselves a few glares from the other people having dinner at this fancy restaurant where he had thought about proposing to his boyfriend.

Maybe proposing isn't exactly the right word, since they can't actually get married, but TK had planned to promise forever to this man who's now telling him that he's volunteered to step into a war that doesn't even have anything to do with them.

This definitely isn't how TK had envisioned his evening going.

“Yeah,” Alex confirms in a low voice. “It's not unheard of, you know. We need to help.”

“We?” TK huffs. “It's not our war, Alex. Your selflessness is amazing, but I highly doubt that you dying for them is going to change the course of the war.”

“You can't know that,” Alex retorts. He sighs as he stretches his hand across the table to rest it on top of TK’s, but TK jerks back. “TK, please,” he tries again. “I know it's difficult to understand and almost impossible to accept, but all I'm asking of you is to respect my decision.”

“How can you ask me to respect that you want to—die for people who will never even know your name?” He tries to keep his voice steady and still low, so as to not attract any more attention upon them, but it breaks around the middle, tears threatening to fall. “Alex—”

“I'm a pilot,” his boyfriend interrupts. “That's what I am. That's the only thing I am. I know I can help. I'm going to, whether you want me to or not, but I'd hoped that you'd at least understand, what with your father being a high-up and—”

“War was what broke my parents.” It's now TK’s turn to cut the conversation off, veering it towards the pain he's feeling. “How could you think that I'd be fine knowing that you'd volunteered to die halfway across the world? When did this happen? How did I miss it?”

Alex doesn't say anything, as if sensing that TK needs to say everything that's crushing his heart.

“When?” TK asks, voice not louder than a whisper. He remembers, a second too late, the dispatch orders his father's signed this very same morning; TK was at Colonel Strand's office when a secretary came in with a stack of papers allowing American soldiers to fly out the very next morning. “Please don't say—”

“Tomorrow,” Alex says, looking down at his plate.

TK holds his breath for a few seconds, counts to five, and exhales slowly. He repeats to himself that he won't panic, that everything will be fine in the end. After seven rounds of controlled breathing, he feels confident enough to speak, even though his soul is shattered.

“Here I thought that tonight would be the first night of our whole future together…and it's actually the last night for us.”

Alex looks stricken as TK’s words seem to register. TK witnesses his boyfriend understand what his plan had been all along, as a lonely tear rolls down his cheek, as Alex wipes it away discreetly because he's a soldier and he needs to be tough, not sensitive. He looks down at his hands, balled in fists over the tablecloth, and exhales.

“Well,” Alex finally says. He reaches out to touch TK, and this time he lets Alex's fingers smooth the skin over his hands. “If this is our last night together, would you save a dance for me?”

That's what both disarms TK and breaks his heart, at the same time.

He has never been able to say no to Alex, not even once in the whole fourteen months, three weeks, five days and seventeen hours since they started dating. And yes, he's been counting—sue him.

“Of course,” TK breathes out slowly. “Wanna go to the pier after dinner?”

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#tarlossanta23 #tailoredshirt #happy holidays!#i really hope you like it!#911ls fic #911 lone star fic #911 ls fic #tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #tk satrnd/carlos reyes #carlos reyes/tk strand #pearl harbor au

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sweetlittlegingy · 2 years

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LOVE the 1940s au!!! I’m a history grad (focused on ww2 lol) but it took until “Pearl is the safest base to be at” to realise this was pre bombing and I screamed. I know it’ll be horrifically inaccurate for all the pilots to survive but 😭😭

..... Yeah 😅 There will be death..... but not anything at that is going to emotionally scar us, permanently. At least I hope... If anyone is worried about a chapter, please message me before reading and I will talk with you about what happens in said chapter!

#Pearl Harbor Au #jake seresin #Goin' Steady Universe #gingy writes #ask gingy #gingy answers

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murasakikagekitsune · 1 year

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Hetalia Confession #1: Embargo in Hawaii

Except for Human AUs, I refuse to (and don't understand why people continue to) ship Ameripan, because I believe people who do are ignorant of the historical context of the relationship, Alfred's character, and what healthy relationships should be like. In what conceivable world is blitzing a key harbour of your lover, and then your partner releasing the first example of nuclear warfare on you, twice, considered a healthy way to have a disagreement? None! Not to mention, but Alfred's the type to hold grudges for an incredibly long time. They are friends now, at most.

#hws #aph #hetalia #historical hetalia #hws america #hws japan #honda kiku #alfred f jones #ameripan #anti ameripan #because of this #pearl harbor #the month that shall not be named #august 1945 #fiction doesn't accurately reflect reality but I don't understand why people ship them #the antagonism and superiority complexes between them makes it an #unhealthy relationships #not in human aus though

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bradshawsbaby · 1 year

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I know he was a super minor character, but I always loved Billy in Pearl Harbor. He was sort of who I had in mind when I was writing the character of Tommy Boy in Letters to My Love 🤭

#the pearl harbor hyperfixation lives on 🤣#character inspo #letters to my love 💌#WWII AU #1940s AU

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minlout3heathlegs3ruffthrokfan · 1 year

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A Letter To My Beloved | HTTYD | WWII AU | Heathlegs Fanfic

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FFN | AO3

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Title: A Letter To My Beloved

Summary: Fishlegs writes his wife, Heather, a letter from his bunk on the carrier USS Berk as he departs from Pearl Harbor for war exercises, eager to dream about the future with her.

[Three-Shot] [Rated T for content and slight angst] [WWII AU]

Warnings: Slight Angst in Chapter 2

Rating: T

Chapter(s): 3

Word Count: 1,400 words

Status: Complete

Characters: Fishlegs Ingerman, Heather, Dagur the Deranged (mentioned), OFC (mentioned), Astrid Hofferson (mentioned), and Hiccup Haddock III

Relationships: Fishlegs/Heather, Hiccup/Astrid (mentioned), Dagur/OFC (mentioned).

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beansprean · 11 months

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Happy Mer-May!! Why not an extremely loosely interpreted Little Mermaid au? Starring Guillermo as a harbor seal who dreams of living in the deep, Wallace as an opportunistic mimic octopus, Colin as a parasitic lamprey, Laszlo as a lazy little snaggletooth, Nadja as a vicious sloane’s viperfish, and Nandor as a spiny black dragonfish. Deep sea fishes truly the vampires of the sea.

"Betcha down there

that they don't care

Bet they don't

mind a couple slaughters..."

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Underwater full body shot of mermaid Guillermo swimming past. He has the tail of a light brown harbor seal, webbed fingers, and small floppy ears that are held closed. He has a line of kelp tied around him like a bandolier and is looking around determinedly, brandishing a wooden stake in one hand. 1b. Full body of Guillermo lounging on his side on a flat rock above the water, one arm tucked under his head and the other held to his side like a flipper. He sighs forlornly. 1c. Full body of Guillermo on an algae-covered rock sticking above the ocean's surface, waves cresting around him as he lifts up his torso little-mermaid style and sings out "part of your world".

2. Full body of mermaids Colin, Laszlo, Nadja, and Nandor floating in a line, the ocean behind them very dark. Colin has the slick beige and cream tail of a lamprey, webbing beneath his arms, and gill pores dotted down each side of his torso and neck. He grins and wiggles his webbed fingers at the viewer in a wave. Behind him is a smaller shot of Colin with his mouth open, revealing multiple circular rows of sharp teeth around a sucking maw. Laszlo has the tail of a snaggletooth or stareater, his anterior side patterned in teal and black scales up to his chest, lighter teal scales dotting up his neck and shoulders, and brighter teal fins. He has a pair of gills on either side of his neck, sharp black claws on each webbed finger, and green bioluminescent spots running from wrists to tailfin on either side. He floats with a smug grin, arms crossed and back-to-back with his wife. Nadja has the tail of a Sloane's viperfish, her anterior side patterned in dull garnet and black scales up to her chest, lighter dull garnet scales dotting up her neck and shoulders, and brighter rose fins. Her fins and tail are similar to Laszlo's in style, but larger and longer with a posterior barbel. She has a pair of gills on either side of her neck, sharp red claws on each webbed finger, long fangs poking up from her lower jaw, and double lines of red bioluminescent spots running from wrists to tailfin on either side. She is grinning to show off her fangs, floating back to back with her husband. One of her webbed hands is raised to bare her claws, long black hair swirling in the water around her. Nandor has the tail of a black dragonfish, his anterior side patterned in dark blue and black speckling up to his chest, lighter blue scales dotting up his neck and shoulders, and black spines with translucent blue webbing over his shoulders and down either side of his long winding tail, ending in a small forked fin. He has a pair of gills on either side of his neck, sharp claws on each webbed finger, and gold bioluminescent spots running from wrists to tailfin on either side with double lines on his torso. he is floating nervously, looking around and twiddling his hands together.

3a. Mermaid Wallace, with the tentacles of a mimic octopus below the waist, floats underwater next to mermaid Guillermo. They are wearing a woven vest studded with shells and pearls, a black doppa hat with puka shells, a pearl necklace, a pendant with a claw, and several rings on unwebbed fingers. Their tentacles are relaxed, colored in the usual brick and cream stripes, and they have black claws and small horns above each eye. Wallace grins slyly as they wave their arms mysteriously and dangle a necklace in front of Guillermo’s face. It is a simple braided string with a snail shell on the end, which is glowing bright blue and burping out shiny bubbles. Guillermo, wearing a kelp bandolier with two stakes tied into it at his hip is staring at it with wide, fascinated eyes, one hand reaching up slowly for it. He says, “So…this will let me survive in the Trench?” Wallace replies, “Guaranteed.” 3b. Repeat. Wallace suddenly snatches the necklace back into their hand, cutting off the glow, their other hand planting itself on their hip. Their tentacles darken into black and bright crimson stripes and fan out threateningly in the water as they clarify, “For 72 hours only. And $350 cash.” Guillermo snatches his hands back to hold them protectively against his chest, head sinking into his shoulders in shock as he frowns back up at Wallace.

4a. Mermaid Guillermo and mermaid Laszlo float side by side in the deep, Guillermo wearing his kelp bandolier and Wallace’s magic snail shell necklace, which continues to burp out small glowing blue bubbles. Laszlo bares his fangs upwards and tosses up his hands as if to amplify his voice, shouting, “Fish!” Startled, Guillermo jerks back, one hand half-raising in a readied fist and the other clutching a stake behind his back. 4b. Repeat. With a poof of bubbles, Laszlo transforms into a brightly glowing dark teal snaggletooth fish with bulging eyes, a chin barbel, an unhingeable jaw full of long sharp teeth, and bioluminescent green spots down each side. He looks to be about four inches (or 10cm) long. Guillermo immediately relaxes, unimpressed, and drops his arms while staring at the tiny fish with a “you’ve got to be kidding me” expression. Fish Laszlo squeaks, “Not so tough now, eh??”

5a. Close up of mermaid Nandor in hunting mode, rushing left across the screen, his bioluminescent spots and glowing red eyes streaking light behind as he goes. He has one arm rushing forward as if to snatch whatever he’s chasing and the other held braced and ready at his shoulder, claws bared. He has spiny webbing like a bat’s wing underneath each arm, a spiny fin for an ear,and the webbed black spines at his shoulders have lengthened and spread out like an angry frilled lizard. His jaw has unhinged and gaped open, morphing and stretching his face into something monstrous and revealing dozens of long, sharp, thin teeth snarling and ready for the kill. 5b. Mermaid Guillermo floats nearby watching, eyes bulging out and face blushing bright red as he clutches the snail shell necklace in his laced fingers as if it were a rosary. He is fully into this. /end ID

#wwdits #nandermo #mlm #mermay #mermay 2023 #Wallace wwdits #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #laszlo cravensworth #nadja of antipaxos #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows fx #my art #fanart #image described

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makowcy · 6 months

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talk to me about spacing mining au martyn please plese i want to onow everything about him why is he kidnapping jimmy why is he an antagaonist why is he so handsom

clap alright

Martyn is a professional bounty hunter under Rens command aka he gets sponsored by the government to do his job (he is not a space cop but as far as the wanted characters are concerned he may as well be so if i refer to him as such thats why)

He had a brief encounter with Tango more early on, but for once Tango figures out quickly that this man works for the gov so not much happens there.

Quick timeline later Grian disappears > Scar burns Jimmy's house > Jimmy and Tango travel together for a while > they get separated by a commotion and Martyn meets Jimmy

Jimmy was wearing Tango's coat and since Martyn has already seen it once he followed him and decided to help him out, which immediately gained Jimmy's trust (+Martyn wasn't hiding that he's also from Earth). Now Jimmy basically ended up babbling about his life to Martyn and considering that his family members include someone so wanted as Pearl and whatever he has going on with Tango he's just a great leverage (side note most of the information he shared was useless to Martyn, the man has separation anxiety and the only people he ever speaks to is his family, ex husband and Tango, he just spoke his his heart out)

Also while it's a kidnapping Jimmy doesn't even realize it for the first half and Martyn finds him amusing, harboring criminals is not legal but he doesn't really care so nothing against the guy

Martyn used to be a criminal like many earthians and he ended up in his current work as a rehab thing, he proved himself to be very good at his job and stayed for the money (and ren). Currently he's Ren right hand and does a lot of the dirty work for him. He has his private information network and does things behind Ren's back which he is aware of, but he trusts him and can't quite bring himself to discipline him. One of many qprs in this au they are also not normal but a different flavor. Narrative wise while Ren is in a higher position of power than Martyn he's more of a supporting character for him

Anyways the reason for Grians disappearence is also Martyn and his little schemes, they had a quest with BigB, but the two of them did not trust Martyn one bit and BigB ended up helping Grian get away

Other important note is that Tango and Martyn are opposites in many ways and he absolutely hates him

#martyn is a bit of a rat doing things for his own gain only so basically his only positive relationship is with ren...#theres more stuff but if I write one more sentence in english i will cease to exist #space mining au #ask

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hlficlibrary · 1 month

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✤ Royal Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ Nothing But You On My Mind by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense {E, 84k}

Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting. Louis just wants to make it to Princess Gemma's coronation; once she's crowned Queen, his contract is up and he never has to see the Prince again.

2️⃣ Queen of Arizella by seducedbycurls {M, 277k}

Stealing from Royalty is punishable by death.

Louis starts over, doing his best to keep his hands at his sides but he is hungry and he tries stealing from the wrong Royal.

Harry is King of Arizella, he needs a Queen and who better than an omega on the run from death? Louis will learn to become the perfect Queen -the perfect fake Queen, but only for a few months.

A fake lover, a fake Queen, but a real bond.

3️⃣ Pretty Boy by iwillpaintasongforlou / @stfustucky {E, 32k}

Harry's been forced into a high-class prostitution ring because his heroin-addicted mother is too strung out to realize that her boyfriend is pimping out her son. Louis is the crown prince of England and gets into a lot of mischief and thinks it's normal to pay prostitutes to "get a good night's sleep." They probably aren't meant to see each other beyond that one random night, but then again, they probably aren't meant to see each other at all.

4️⃣ Celebrity Discount by LoadedGunn {T, 27k}

Louis fell for Prince Harry when he was ten and Harry was eight and peeked behind the Queen’s elegant gown for his first public appearance—a shy smile and a mess of curls. He fell for him when he caught Lottie putting up a magazine cover of Harry on her wall and all she had to say for herself was, “He’s such a good person, yeah?” and, yeah. He fell for him when Harry gracefully accepted his demotion. He fell for him when Harry came out and stayed out.

5️⃣ Sail Across Me by iwillpaintasongforlou / @stfustucky {E, 21k}

Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they're as pretty as this one.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 Unveiled by @phdmama {M, 65k}

The train grinds to a halt and Harry leans forward in his eagerness to take it all in. It’s a gorgeous Spring day, the sky the same intense blue that he knows from home, which comforts him. There’s much here that looks almost familiar, but then so much that is new and strange to his eyes. The bustling station platform and winding streets beyond paved in cobblestones look much like home. There are vehicles ranging from small to very large, some with strange and unusual shapes of which he can only guess the purpose. But most surprising are the people. There is a crowd gathered, filled with men and women, some in what looks to be a military uniform, some in what must be the street clothes in this Land.

There are no robes. And not a single one of them is veiled.

💎 dip you in honey by delsicle / @eeveedel {E, 28k}

Princess Harry, the pearl of England, is set to be married to the youngest prince of France in just six months. Anxious about his performance on his wedding night, he enlists the help of his loyal handmaiden Louis to help him practice everything he needs to know

Omega/Omega AU

💎 foothold by @turnyourankle {M, 18k}

Louis has crossed the galaxy with a ship full of crystals; they’re the only thing he has to offer in exchange for safe harbor. He thought getting to his destination would be the hardest part, hoping that once he got his family to safety everything would fall back into place; Louis struggles to adapt while his sisters thrive. Louis suspects Emperor Styles may have something to do with it.

💎 The Prince and The YouTuber by @haztobegood {E, 12k}

The Annual Rosendal Spring Gala hosted by the Royal Family is the most prestigious fundraiser in the country. When a problem with the honorary foundation arises, Crown Prince Louis Tomlinson must pick a new worthy foundation on short notice. He discovers the perfect replacement in an unlikely place, while watching his favorite YouTuber, Harrysparkles.

💎 i know i've grown (but i can't wait to go home) by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove {T, 7k}

When Louis falls down a hill behind an old castle, he wakes up and finds the castle new and full of life. It's confusing to say the least.

“What year is it?” Louis asked.

Harry’s befuddlement was only growing. “It’s… 1369?”

“Nice,” Louis said instinctively, then, “Sorry, not related. Okay. Wow. So, when I woke up this morning, it was 2019.”

#ficrec #royal #royallouis #royalharry #kingharry #princeharry #princelouis #emperorharry #livelaughlovelarry #haztobegood #turnyourankle #phdmama #delsicle #iwillpaintasongforlou #nonsensedarling #loadedgunn #seducedbycurls

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fallingstarsandthemoon · 5 months

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what if GemCYT had a side rebel group?

I’ve been following the GemCYT au for a while now, and I love it. The designs are amazing, and the story is great. I saw a really cool idea by @snowydragon10 that basically said, “Yo, but what if DanTDM (who is Blue Diamond in the au by general consensus I guess??) ALSO rebelled, but instead of just faking his death and leaving like Lizzy (Pink Diamond) did, he was a double agent/mole of sorts. I’ve watched this goggle-wearing goof for about 4-6 years now, so I figured I’d expand a lot on this idea. I combined both possibilities they mentioned in a post. For starters, Blue/Dan didn’t become a good guy right away. It took quite a bit of convincing. There were two main things that led him to earth in the first place. Firstly, after the Corrupting Light/Diamond Blast attack, some foresight from one of his sapphires suggested Pink was still alive. Second, he’s the diamond that mainly focuses on technology and science. Several reports showed outbreaks of corruption in gems, and most of those planets were very close to earth. Believing earth was the main harbor of the corruption, grieving for his lost sister, and holding out on blind hope, he went down to earth alone in the form of a Larimar, a Lapis’s ice equivalent. He stumbled across the rebels who offered him protection, training, and hospitality in exchange to help these poor dystopian gems thrive and fight against the Diamond authority. He eventually became a rebel because he had a lot of things to disagree with when it came to white Diamond and how things were handled.

The team on Dan’s side so far consist of him as a Larimar, Justin/Thinknoodles as his pearl, a perfect lapis cut who dubbed himself IBallisticSquid due to the use of floating water tentacles, and ThxCya aka James, a mercenary against the corrupt gems who is a half-human, half- emerald himself. (Like Steven but way less OP and less MC energy.). The difference between Dan and Lizzys squads? Lizzys is much bigger, and both sides would live in different parts of the world entirely. Like snowy dragon said, two diamonds at once would cause a power imbalance. One team would be taking care of some arcs shown in SU, the other will deal with other arcs. (EX: Lizzys group/empires n stuff would have the sword training arc, Dan’s and other ogs would have the Human Zoo arc.)

Anyways enough rambling, here’s their basic designs that are subject to change because I’m indecisive. God I hope it actually comes up for everyone else actually visible.

Gemcyt by @chrisrin

Og idea by @snowydragon10

DanTDM design inspired off of DiamondTDM by @ingapotejtoo

#gemcyt #art #Shady oaks smp #Dantdm #dantdm fanart #thinknoodles #iballisticsquid #ThxCya #AU #Steven universe #Blue diamond

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cupcakeshakesnake · 1 year

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[PotC] Canon Jack Sparrow ends up in Harbor Town

You know what’s funny? I dreamt up most of this. That’s right, I dreamt I was typing this out, word by word, and then woke up.

So here it is. Basically, canon Jack Sparrow somehow crashes the Pearl into AU!Jones’ ship (though he doesn’t remember that very well), and gets hospitalized.

Like I said, this came from a dream so not everything makes sense.

The sensation of something sharp piercing the skin on his left arm roused Captain Jack Sparrow into half-consciousness; perhaps someone had removed a splinter? The spot was still sore, after all. Jack kept his eyes shut as he lay and tried to discern any noise that might give a clue as to where he was. There was no distant chatter of a drunken crowd, no twittering of birds, though if he strained his ears he swore he could hear the ocean waves crashing into a rocky beach. Closer, though, were the unrecognizable sounds of something inorganic; quiet hums and beeps he had perhaps never before heard in his life.

Now what could those possibly be? He pondered.

He had heard many people whispering, muttering, pacing back and forth around him as his lost consciousness; and he had definitely heard someone briskly walking away as he regained it. But now there was no sign of people whatsoever.

Enough ear-straining. Time to open his eyes.

Among the first things he noticed upon waking was that, to his chagrin, most of his clothes were gone, replaced with a clean white set of trousers and shirt. They were embroidered with patterns of a small green cross. Was he at a religious institute, then? That explained why he wasn’t in prison yet even after his pirate mark had clearly been seen. Perhaps he had some time at these people’s mercy before he needed to start worrying about a hanging.

The next thing in his sights was a very good-looking piece of bread, with a glass of milk, sitting on his bedside table - yes, he was indeed lying on a proper bed, sheets and all, not some makeshift ledge of hay - and no, no splinter had been removed from his arm. In fact, something was inserted into his arm connected by a long, thin, opaque line, ending in a translucent rectangular container of liquid hanging from what looked like a coat rack. He poked at it with his free hand. It jiggled slightly. The container itself was a fluid, then? No, no it wasn’t; it felt more like see-through waterskin. Jack squinted at it and decided to leave the investigation for another day.

Another quite prominent thing to be noticed was how squeaky clean everything was. The clothes on his back, the bed he was lying in, the plate of bread, the bedside table, even the curtains surrounding him - everything was white and spotless as he had never before seen in his life.

Real fancy place for honorable gents, innit, now what’s a pirate like me doing here? he thought.

Just then, the sun entered the ceiling - no, it was an artificial light but so bright it nearly blinded him - as the curtains were whipped open and a cheery voice greeted him.

“Ah, you’re already awake! Good! How are you feeling?”

A cheery human voice. Company, at last.

The source of the voice was a portly lady with a kindly face that could have fit right in as the housekeeper of a lordly manor, if only she hadn’t been wearing that strange white gown.

Nevertheless, Jack’s first instinct was to locate his pistol - or it would have been, had all his effects not been taken. He decided to play along, then. After all, if she’d seen that pirate mark and still decided to let him stay, it couldn’t hurt to make use of their kindness a little more, could it?

“What’s your name?” she asked, bustling about, looking into strange devices he had merely dismissed as furnishings prior.

“Sparrow - Captain Jack Sparrow,” he slurred out.

“Good! Nice name,” she responded absentmidedly as she fiddled with yet another device, before turning to face him with a hint more seriousness.

“Now then, Mr. Sparrow,” she started, “you were involved in an… incident right before you were hospitalized-”

Hospital, that’s where I am, he thought. I’ve only ever heard of ‘em bein’ in London for the wealthy folks.

Yet he could tell from the lady’s accent and the distant sounds of the sea that he was most definitely not in London.

The lady was still speaking. “-and though you seem to be suffering a myriad of minor health issues that do need attention, there are some people who would like to discuss the incident with you, seeing as, well, you’re more or less the one that caused it,” she finished apologetically.

Jack raised an eyebrow. “Would these fine folks be, if I may, be in any close relevance to forces of the Navy and the like?”

“Oh, no, no, not at all, it wasn’t that serious,” she waved a hand in the air. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll let them in…”

And off she went.

A moment later, he heard an unseen door open. Four people walked in. The first three were men in uniforms, but Jack could only describe them as such because they shared the same outfit; in terms of formality, they all looked rather ridiculous, sporting white tops and black trousers, funny little hats and those green vests so bright it was an eyesore to look at. Their names were embroidered into little rectangles stuck onto their chests; the first one read M. Higgs, the next one G. Murtogg, the third A. Mullroy.

He could swear he recognized the last two, as if he had seen them before; the French called it deja vu - but it was impossible… He blamed it on his sleep-ridden brain-

Until the fourth man walked in.

Much shorter than the rest, this one was dressed differently - almost entirely in grey save for a dark green neckcloth. His hair was slicked back in an unfamiliar fashion, and his legs ended in plain-looking black shoes instead of boots…

But there was no mistaking that face.

Jack’s brown eyes met the man’s cold grey ones and his heart stopped for a moment.

“Have I seen you before?”

“My name,” said the man patiently, “is Cutler Beckett. I am a branch director of the East Isles Trading Company-”

“Wasn’t it East India?”

The man chose to ignore him. “-and your… seventeenth century vessel has crashed into that of one of my employees. You understand, then, that some legal action has to be taken here.”

Jack Sparrow flashed a wry smile. So there it was; he was once more in trouble after all.

But first, he had a thought -

“What time is it, mate?”

Cutler Beckett frowned slightly.

“As in, the time of the clock, or the date?”

“Both’s be much appreciated, methinks.”

The man raised a hand to apparently check a device that was strapped to his wrist.

“It is currently two forty-five in the morning,” and his eyes seemed to say You’re making me stay up this late, “and today is Wednesday, third of October, in the year two thousand twenty-three.”

“Aha!” Jack shouted. “So the East India Company just changed its name over time, and you, you must be the great-great-great-great grandson of that son of a mongrel who chased me to hell and back what’s taken his name, eh? Blimey, you look just like him!”

Cutler Beckett looked entirely perplexed.

“I’m sorry?”

His facial expression was saying some more… impolite… words.

Ah, mate, you were always full of indecency you never dared show, ‘n now it’s showin’ in your sonny too, Jack thought.

But just as quickly, it was Jack’s turn for the confusion to settle in.

“Wait,” he repeated slowly, “you said it was… two thousand… and twenty… three?”

“Yes.”

“As in, Ano Domini? The Year of our Lord?”

“That is correct.” Beckett somehow managed to sound even more impatient.

“Well I’ll be,” Jack breathed out.

When Beckett turned up, he had known it was time to think fast, and he did; but now that the fast-thinking was done, and the insane conclusion of his having travelled into the future was somehow proven right, the only thought remaining was, Now what?

“Seeing as you’re too… intoxicated... to know the date,” Beckett drawled out, “perhaps the discussion of the incident at hand could wait until you’ve… recovered further.”

Jack stared blankly at him.

“Incident,” he repeated.”Incident, incident, you people keep saying incident, do you mind filing me in?”

Beckett scowled at him as though he were an orphan boy that had asked for yet another coin out of his pocket.

“Your damaging of the cargo ship owned by one Mr. Davy Jones.”

What?

“What?”

Instead of answering, the grey-suited man turned to one of his vest-wearing guardsmen. “Let’s leave him,” Jack heard him speak quietly. “He’s in no condition to-” “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, wait just a minute, I do know this Davy Jones,” he blurted out.

“‘N I know the ship of his can’t be damaged in no way so-” he paused. “Did you say cargo ship?”

“That is what I said,” Beckett’s gaze seemed almost pitying as he turned to leave. “And his vessel is indeed damaged, but we’ll save that discussion for later. Goodnight.”

And out they went, leaving Captain Jack Sparrow alone with more questions than he ever bargained for.

#harbor town au #potc #jack sparrow #cutler beckett #captain jack sparrow #fanfic #writing #pirates of the caribbean #yep... canon-au crossover #tbh it's a topic I've discussed with friends a few times #but never posted about

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sweetlittlegingy · 2 years

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Working on Goin’ Steady….

And the fact that Natasha, nurse Natasha who is strict as hell and very straightforward, gets flustered by Bradley is everything. He calls her Nat and Toots, just to piss her off. Like reader and Natasha have been friends for years, they grew up together, and then decided to join the nursing unit for the Navy together, So reader knows Natasha inside out. She’s totally trying to set the two of them up, and she’ll probably rope Jake into helping her.

Also, if you have any ideas or storylines or just any cute little things that would go with the 1940s/World War II vibe let me know please! I always love hearing from you guys. Also I couldn’t help myself and it’s been set at Pearl Harbor…

Also I made another mood board, trying to make my mind be creative and write… I was sick, so my brain is not working currently.

#goin' steady universe #jake hangman seresin x you #jake 'hangman' seresin #Jake Seresin #bradley bradshaw #robert floyd #javy machado #rueben fitch #mickey garcia #top gun 2 maverick #1940s au #pearl harbor #jake hangman seresin x reader #top gun maverick #jake seresin x you #top gun: maverick #gingy writes #top gun

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gerardwaygirlmoments · 1 year

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AU where the members of MCR were born around the 1920s and become a blues band in the 1940s after Gerard witnesses the Bombing of Pearl Harbor

#I came up with this concept as a half-joke a while ago but I think this is actually the backstory of the music video for the Ghost of You #I feel like their lyrics would veer into Screamin’ Jay Hawkins territory in some ways but I imagine it’s common for blues to have #elements of ominous melancholy menace and even the supernatural #I feel like Revenge could be a metaphor for the WWII draft (which they might have been forced into)#Black Parade could have been a reaction to WWII afterwards #I’m not an expert on blues tho tbh #I also have no clue what Gerard would be doing near a military base in Hawaii #mcr #wwii au #I was just gonna type wwii but then the au part was suggested. Okay

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startrekfangirl2233-fic-recs · 1 year

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IceMav Recommended Fic Masterlist

Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky x Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell

Key:

❤️‍🔥 - Smut

☁️ - Fluff

💢 - Angst

🍬 - Sweet

📚 - Multi-Chapter

Storm (4 Part Series) by thecarlysutra(AO3) ❤️‍🔥 ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

Eight years after Maverick and Iceman meet at TOPGUN, Maverick is running the program and Iceman is badly injured in combat, which finds him sent back to Miramar to teach until he's fit to fly again.

When and Where by @twowritehands ❤️‍🔥 ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

A world where people are given, through reoccurring dreams, 1 to 5 details of their soulbond. The face, the place, the day, the time, or the name. Average is 2 clues. Unlucky bastards get only 1. Lucky people get 3 or 4. No one gets all 5.

Maverick is one lucky unlucky bastard. Even though it is his only clue, he knows exactly where he will bond with his soulmate: Charlie's house. But, as it turned out, Charlie wasn't the One at all.

Now, heartbroken, Maverick wishes he didn't know that That House is The Place.

Because Iceman just moved into it.

Raspberry Beret (AO3) by @abliafina-18782 (AO3) ☁️ 💢 🍬

Symbols were stupid. Everyone had a symbol that was supposed to help them find their one and only, their true match. You would think that a symbol would be something meaningful, like a sun or a mountain top, except life was never that easy.

Or: Soulmate AU, where you have matching symbols with your soulmate

Let me Teach you a Lesson or Two (AO3) by @babygirllinds (AO3) ❤️‍🔥 ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

Tom Kazansky is a senior in college, making extra money through tutoring so he can shove his dad’s money in his face when he graduates.

Pete Mitchell is a freshman in college, struggling in his classes and about to lose his art scholarship.

When offered the chance to tutor Pete, Tom is presented with the fact that Pete is everything he wants in a man. The younger man is filled to the brim with anxiety and acts out for attention, begging to be taken care of. And Tom might be the nerd everyone sees him as, but it’s always the innocent ones who seem to have a kinky side.

College!AU where Mav is a bratty twink, with long hair (!!!) & Ice is a glasses-wearing nerd, who has a dominant side. Ice just wants to take care of Mav and tame the brat within.

This fic was born from this tumblr (my) post: https://at.tumblr.com/babygirllinds/sorry-not-sorry-but-this-this-is-hot-long/0qe2fmzeldfh

So, I'll Be There When You Arrive The Sight Of You Will Prove To Me I'm Still Alive by @alicentsstark (AO3) ❤️‍🔥 ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

The Dagger Squad find out two things: 1) Maverick is married to someone in the Navy and 2) has a kid with said someone in the Navy. It's too bad none of them actually looked hard enough to see that it's two kids, their own friends to be exact, and that it would come back, biting them in the ass when they made that bet when they began their training.

Callie 'Halo' Kazansky-Mitchell doesn't care about bets, all she's worried about is her Pop's health. It becomes a hilarious distraction nonetheless as she watches her family find their way back to one another. It was true what Slider said, "She may have Maverick's height but she's all Iceman's kid to boot."

or the one where Callie is Ice and Mav's kid, Rooster's little sister in this Top Gun AU

tell me you won't leave by @demiclar (AO3) ❤️‍🔥 ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

Iceman had been in the Navy long enough to understand how it functioned. Stability only existed where he could control it, in the cockpit, his plane responding to his every touch. Everything else couldn't be relied on. Everyone else always left, sooner or later. Why had he expected Maverick to be any different?

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell wants to go back to Miramar. Tom "Iceman" Kazansky isn't sure he can live with that.

Rumors from Pearl Harbor. by @compacflt ☁️ 🍬

When Admiral Kazansky first comes to Pearl, he brings with him about half of his previous staff, all exceptionally-hardworking people hand-picked over years—advisors, flag aides, secretaries, ranks all over the board. But his new hires, upon getting acquainted with the old guard, are shocked to discover that his previous staff still hardly knows him at all.

#star's fic recs #star screaming into the void #star screaming about top gun #tom iceman kazansky #iceman #tom kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #maverick #pete mitchell #iceman x maverick #tom kazansky x pete mitchell #icemav #top gun fanfic

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bradshawsbaby · 1 year

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Just thinking about the time that @rhettabbotts and I were fan casting Letters to My Love with the characters from Pearl Harbor 🤭😂

#a necessary crossover 😂#letters to my love 💌#pearl harbor #WWII AU #1940s AU

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"nothing is going to be okay" sounds like it's gonna hurt... tell me more.

It's meant to hurt. You and me both.

Adler's PiPs ~ Project: Nothing Is Going to Be Okay

Also known as Adler-toys-with-the-Major-Character-Death-tag. This is an exploration of every universe where Kevin, Andrew and/or Neil do not make it out. Sometimes Kevin dies; sometimes it's Andrew; other times it's Neil. Someone always dies. Doesn't matter if it's Kandreil, Andreil, Kandrew, Kevneil. Sometimes it's because of canon going slightly to the left. Sometimes it's because it's a totally different universe. Every variation is always merciless.

The origins of such a fun project? Music. It all stems from my personal playlist of the saddest soundtracks or instrumental pieces i religiously listen to, which i won't share until i finally get to writing this collection of grief. So far i have 96 pieces on that playlist. Will i write the boys dying 96 times? i doubt it, but each piece represents a universe with a specific scene and vision. sometimes if it's a soundtrack, i put the boys in that universe and kill 'em. sometimes it's the title of the piece that awakes something ugly in me. sometimes it's a combination of words and vibes. the possibilities are endless. the grief is infinite, a loop, inescapable. yes i got mental problems. yes i got meds for it. why do u ask.

Why the fun title? Ask Andrew.

"Your parents are dead, you are not fine, and nothing is going to be okay. This is not news to you. But from now until May you are still Neil Josten and I am still the man who said he would keep you alive. I don't care if you use this phone tomorrow. I don't care if you never use it again. But you are going to keep it on you because one day you might need it. On that day you're not going to run. You're going to think about what I promised you and you're going to make the call. Tell me you understand." (TRK)

Now! Some of the wips in the collection:

So This Is Christmas: based on Happy Xmas (War Is Over) by Gabrielle Aplin, i revisit Neil's days at the Nest and add a few more casualties. the boys take their turn kicking the bucket. this one is multi-chaptered.

fun fact: there are only 3 songs in the playlist that have lyrics: one of them is in an Arabic or Persian language that i do not speak/read, the other two are in English (Happy Xmas + my tears ricochet)

i would also like to note that Gabrielle Aplin's Happy Xmas is part of my aftg soundtrack project where i'm trying to imagine the series as a TV show and assemble music for specific scenes in multi-episodes seasons. this one i imagine playing with slow-motion scenes cutting back-and-forth between Neil's torture in the Nest over the holidays and the Foxes celebrating in NYC. my magnum opus if you will. i'm not even kidding. all my self-confidence is in that divine mission.

Andrew's Farewell: Hunger Games AU. a classic. the song? iykyk. the victim? iykyk.

On the Nature of Day(light): based on the piece by Max Richter (all variations and covers, but i do favor the original and the entropy). canon divergence AU where Kevin also intervenes at the end of TKM, when the Foxes win the Championships and there's the Riko-Neil-Andew showdown. establishing then destroying Kandreil.

Tennessee: based on the Hans Zimmer soundtrack for the film Pearl Harbor. i took inspiration from the title and the music, not the movie. totally war-unrelated. excerpt (Andreil, other Baltimore AU):

"We could go... We could go... to Tennessee..." "There's nothing in Tennessee, Abram." "Exactly..." *shaky pained smile*

Thin Orange Line: based on Journey to the Line by Hans Zimmer & Gavin Greenaway, from the film The Thin Red Line. War AU + Kandrew + Soldier Kevin Day carrying injured/unconscious Soldier Andrew Minyard to safety. only one makes it.

Other inspirations come from the soundtracks of The Last of Us (1 + 2 + HBO show), The Haunting of Bly Manor / Hill House, Max Richter, Hannibal (NBC show), House of the Dragon, Dune (Denis Villeneuve/Hans Zimmer), and many other shows, films, video games and original compositions / composers.

this project is my beloved baby. i remember it being the first push to create since a long while. i know it is very very sad, and that MCD is very rarely liked/read. i'm still invested. maybe i'll try out NaNoWriMo for a 3rd time with this project. i'm not giving up!

thank you anon, from the bottom of my heart, for giving me the opportunity to info-dump and for allowing me to see that i actually have much more figured out than i thought. i'm glad the hurt/no comfort vibe bewitched you.

#project: nothing is going to be okay #project: nigtbo #nigtbo #adler's pips #kandreil #andreil #kandrew #kevneil #kevin day #andrew minyard #neil josten #aftg #all for the game #the foxhole court

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