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emotionalcadaver · 2 months

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Part 10: Red Right Hand

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Grace Burgess x OC

Summary: A situation with the IRA pushes Tommy and Lucy to seek out Grace for help.

Word Count: 3,220

Notes: Warnings for depictions of violence and blood.

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Chapter 13: The Sixth Chime

The red lighting around them caught against Lucy’s skin, turning it a red that was a shade or two lighter than that of her hair. Tommy looked back and forth at the crowds moving about in the marketplace as Campbell unfolded the Most Wanted paper for him to take a look at the photos. He scanned the faces staring back at him, then tapped the one in the top left.

“Malachi Byrne,” Campbell sounded almost impressed. “Brigade Commander of the South Armagh IRA. You hooked yourself a big fish there.”

“With these guns as bait, who knows what we’ll catch?” Tommy said. Lucy shifted from foot to foot beside him.

“We?” Campbell looked incensed. “Are you suggesting that you and I could work together as a team?”

“Isn’t that what we’re already doing?” Lucy asked around her cigarette. He had asked her to come along, both for the simple reminder that not everyone in the world despised him, and because he needed someone around to make sure that he didn’t pull out his revolver and shoot Campbell at the first opportunity.

Despite his protests at them working as a team, Campbell seemed amiable to the plan and requests Tommy laid out for him. But as a sweetener, he made a point of reminding him of that medal he seemed so eager to earn.

Campbell chuckled. “If I get a medal, I will have your initials engraved on the backside.”

He really couldn’t help himself, there. “My initials on your backside. That’s quite an image.”

Lucy choked and clapped a hand over her laugh in a helpless attempt to cover her cackle at the joke. Tommy elbowed her good naturedly, which only prolonged her stifled giggles. It might have caused a bit of a blow to his relationship with Campbell, but it was worth it to get to hear Lucy laugh like that.

Though even Campbell didn’t seem particularly angered at the comment, just turning away. That was something.

“Inspector,” Tommy called out before he could leave. “Since we’re getting on so well, can you answer me a question? Who gave you Freddie Thorne?” perhaps, if he could bring the name of whoever had actually turned Freddie in to the rest of the family, they wouldn’t be so angry with him anymore.

“As everyone in the city knows, it was you, Mr. Shelby,” Campbell flashed him a cruel, half smirk, and began to walk away. Tommy watched him for a moment, trying to discern if that was just an attempt to get under his skin, or if it was an actual, legitimate answer. To his frustration, he wasn’t sure.

“The fuck did he mean by that?” Lucy asked as they began to move through the market in the opposite direction that Campbell had gone.

“I want you to start keeping a closer eye on our men. Especially any of the new ones.”

Lucy’s steps stuttered. “You think we have a mole?”

He grunted.

“Campbell is probably just fucking with you.”

“Maybe. Just keep your eyes open for anything that seems off.”

“Yeah. Okay,” she tossed her cigarette away and slipped her arm into his. “He makes my skin crawl.”

“Who? Campbell?”

“Yeah,” she shook her head, pressing her side closer to his instinctively. “I don’t even know what it is. There’s just something…” she trailed off, biting her lip.

“What?”

“He’s cruel,” she said finally, shaking her head.

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“Shit,” she heard Tommy mumble the moment he’d set the phone receiver down in its cradle. Looking up from the last bit of paperwork she was finishing up before they stopped for the day and went to bed, she found him fumbling in a drawer, pulling out a map and making a few hasty markings on it with a pen.

“What’s wrong?”

“That was Byrne,” he nodded to the phone. “He’s coming now with two IRA men to collect the location of the guns,” he folded the map and tucked it into his pocket.

“At this hour?”

“Yes. And they want you and me to come alone.”

“Because they mean to kill us once you give them what they want,” she finished for him. “Fuck.”

“Call Campbell,” he pointed at the phone, standing. “Tell him we’re doing it tonight at the Garrison. I’ll be right back,” he didn’t give her an opportunity to ask anymore questions, already dashing out the door. She grabbed the phone, dialing the number for the police station. Campbell answered on the first ring, listened quietly to what she had to say, and informed her that he would send Sergeant Moss and some officers down to arrest the IRA men.

“Alright,” she looked up as Tommy reentered the room. “Thank you. I have to go,” she hung up before he could respond.

“He’s sending Moss and some men. They’ll come in on the sixth chime of the clock,” taking the coat he handed her, she pulled it on while following him to the door.

“Grace will still be at the Garrison, won’t she?” Tommy asked, checking his watch.

“Probably just closing up, but yeah.”

“Good. We’re going to need her help.”

“What–?”

“She won’t have to do anything but stand there and point a gun, don’t worry.”

There was no time to ask any follow-up questions. Not that she really needed to. She trusted him. Tommy banged his fist hard against the Garrison’s door once they arrived, the other hand clutching her fingers tightly.

“I still don’t like getting her involved,” Lucy said softly.

“I know,” Tommy sighed, banging on the door again. A moment later the locks clicked, and Grace opened the door. Tommy went barreling in, half dragging Lucy behind him.

“Leave that open,” he called over his shoulder to Grace when she moved to lock the door again. He let go of Lucy’s hand to check the door in the back, and she set to work arranging the tables and chairs. A moment later Tommy rushed over to help her. Moving to the bar, they removed their caps, Lucy running her fingers through her curls in an attempt to somewhat tame them. Grace moved to begin pouring them each a glass of whiskey, but Tommy held up a hand. “No.”

“Are you expecting trouble?”

“Yeah,” he pulled a revolver from his pocket. Grace eyed it when he set it down on the bar while beginning to explain the situation to her, and what he was going to need her to do.

“Now, you’re gonna be in that back room,” he pointed. “I’m going to be sitting there. Lucy’s sitting with me. They insisted that she be in on the meeting.”

“Because they know she’s your assassin,” Grace said simply. “And they want her somewhere they can see her.”

“Yes,” he affirmed before continuing to explain the rest of the plan. It really was just as simple as he had said; all she had to do was come out of the back on her cue, and point the gun at the right people. Easy enough.

Tommy grabbed at her arms, holding them up with the gun aimed, his chest to her back. “Just point. Right?”

Grace nodded. Outside, the clock chimed.

“All right, go. Go on. Go!” Tommy pushed at Grace gently, and she rushed towards the back.

“It’s going to be alright,” Lucy told her. After she’d disappeared to the back, Lucy went about helping Tommy grab glasses and bottles of booze, preparing the table, arranging everything to look normal. They sat down, side by side, Tommy’s fingers slipping into his pocket to check his watch. Lucy’s heart was hammering away in her chest. Glancing over her shoulder once, she squinted at the back of the pub. She couldn’t see Grace. Please, don’t let us get shot.

Tommy’s hand smoothed over her thigh, squeezing once before drawing back. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she forced her muscles to relax. The shadows of three men appeared in the window, the doors creaking as Byrne and his two comrades stepped in.

“Have your girl remove her gun and the bullets inside it,” Byrne ordered, hands clasped in front of him. Lucy glanced at Tommy. That was to be expected, but still the idea unnerved her. Tommy nodded, and she sighed, reaching into her jacket and pulling out her revolver, emptying the bullets out onto the table with little metallic clinks, placing the gun down onto the wood. She felt naked without it in her hand or snug against her ribs. Satisfied, the men sat down. Tommy poured them each drinks, though none of the men moved to touch them. At Byrne’s impatient demand for the location of the guns, he reached into his pocket, and pulled out the folded map. He held it up in one hand.

“Give me the cash.”

Byrne nodded, and the other man pulled a package from his coat and slid it across the table towards them. Tommy tossed the map down in front of Byrne.

“You’re going to need a shovel.”

Byrne took the map, glancing down at it, and then nodded to the man to his right. He began smiling, chuckling softly, taunting them as he lifted a gun to Tommy’s head.

“Make your peace, Mr. Shelby,” Byrne said. “You too, Ms. Winters.”

“I will make peace my own way,” Tommy picked up the glass Byrne’s man had pushed away, raising it into the air. Here we go. “To barmaids who don’t count,” he took a sip from the glass. Lucy heard the door behind them open, the sound of Grace’s footsteps approaching.

And then two shots rang out from the gun clutched in her hands. Tommy jerked forward, hands flung half up to cover his head. The man who’d been holding a gun to Tommy went limp as a bullet caught him in the chest. Byrne lunged across the table towards Tommy and the pair began wrestling, sending the glasses on the table flying before slamming into the bar. Lucy flung herself across the table at the other man, grabbing her empty revolver from the table and aiming a strike at his head with it, but he caught her arms, attempting to wrench the gun from her hands. Sweeping her leg out, she knocked his feet out from under him, but his grasp he had on her meant that she went tumbling down with him.

Struggling to wrench herself from her assailant’s grasp, the gun was knocked from her hands to skid across the floor, and an elbow to the stomach pushed all the air from her lungs, leaving her to gasp and cough while he climbed on top of her, large hands locking around her neck. Lucy’s fingers dug into his wrists, trying to pry them away as he started to squeeze. Black dots appeared in her vision, and before he could react she thrust a hand up, grabbing the side of his face, and plunged her thumb into his eye. It popped beneath her nail like a grape, blood spurting out to cover her hand. He let out a wailing scream, grip loosening on her enough that she was able to curl her legs up and kick him away. Coughing rapidly as air whooshed back into her chest, she scrambled up, climbing on top of him and reaching into her shoe for the blade she kept concealed there. He had one hand pressed to his eye, the other held up as he watched her draw the knife. Had she allowed him enough time to speak, she wondered if he would have begged for his life.

She cut his throat, slicing straight through the vocal cords, before he ever got the chance.

The blood poured out wetly all over her hands and onto the floor, his body making little gurgling, choking sounds before finally going still.

Head turning, knife still ready to cut anyone who came near her, she spotted Tommy on top of Byrne, slamming one of the spittoons over and over against his head. Grace was huddled against the bar, looking at Lucy and Tommy with enormous eyes. Tommy was still bringing the spittoon down. Over and over again.

“Tommy,” she croaked out, trying to stand, feet slipping in the blood pooling around her. “Tommy!”

He finally tossed the spittoon, dented and stained with blood, to the ground, doubling over, breathing hard. Scrambling to her feet, Lucy staggered towards Grace, kneeling next to her, hand seizing tightly at her shoulder. Tommy had pulled himself to his feet, glass crunching under his shoes as he moved towards them. Using two fingers, Lucy gently turned Grace’s face so she could examine the gash that had opened up across her forehead. She must have hit her head sometime in the struggle. Grace’s fingers traced lightly across Lucy’s neck, where she was sure that bruises in the shape of hands were already beginning to appear. Tommy made a sound that was close to a sob, reaching down to help pull both of them to their feet. One of his hands brushed carefully against Grace’s face, checking her head. The other grasped tightly onto Lucy’s shoulder to keep her steady. He grabbed Grace by the face, pulling her close.

“Why did you shoot?” he whispered. Grace whimpered. “Why did you shoot, Grace?”

Grace’s face crumpled, and she began to cry. Lucy wrapped one arm around each of them, clinging tightly.

“I didn’t know I had it in me like that,” Grace sobbed. Tommy’s lower lip trembled. He pulled them both closer.

“Now you’ve seen me. You’ve seen both of us.”

“And you’ve seen me,” Grace’s eyes moved between them, the hand around Lucy’s waist tightened, the other grasping Tommy’s arm. “I’m sorry.”

Tommy just pulled them both closer, the three of them squeezed into a fierce hug, heads resting against shoulders, arms wrapped around one another. The door creaked, and Tommy’s brows pinched. Lucy was the first to notice, giving Tommy and Grace one last firm squeeze before pulling away just before the police officers strode in. Moss’s eyebrows rose at the sight of Tommy and Grace still embracing, Lucy hovering nearby. When Tommy let Grace go and pulled away to face the officers, Grace grabbed tightly onto Lucy’s arm.

“You were supposed to come on the sixth chime!” Tommy bellowed. “You were supposed to come on the fucking sixth chime!”

Sergeant Moss didn’t say anything, just stared at the bodies before him. Tommy leaned back against the bar, eyes focused up. The white collar of his shirt was splattered with spots of blood.

Not caring what the officers might think, Lucy looped her arm around Grace while Tommy spoke with Moss.

“Are you alright?” Grace whispered, staring in quiet horror at Lucy’s throat. Reaching up with her free hand, Lucy winced when her fingertips made contact with the tender skin.

“I’ll be fine,” it didn’t feel like anything was severely damaged. She would just be bruised and probably hoarse for a day or two. Shaking her head, she pushed back Grace’s blonde hair to again check the cut on her head. “Come with me,” taking Grace’s hand, she started to lead the way towards the washrooms. “Gonna go wash off the blood,” she explained to Tommy, trying to keep her voice soft to not further strain it. Already she was starting to feel a burn in her vocal cords.

Grace showed her where they stored the rags, and she wetted one in the sink, the water hissing as it flowed from the tap. With ginger movements, she wiped at the cut on Grace’s forehead, cleaning away the blood and examining the wound.

“I don’t think you’ll need stitches. Just keep and eye on it and try to keep it clean.”

Without a word, Grace nodded. There was a knock on the washroom door, and when Lucy pulled it open, Tommy was standing there, shoulders half hunched in and expression miserable.

“Moss says we can leave whenever,” he mumbled. Not speaking, Lucy pulled him into the room, using the rag to wipe off the worst of the blood splattered on his face. When she was done, Grace timidly shuffled closer, taking the cloth and brushing it across Lucy’s cheeks. For a moment, she was transported back in time, to the first moment she saw Grace, when the new pretty barmaid had reached across with a handkerchief to wipe a stray streak of blood off of her face.

It felt like a thousand lifetimes ago.

Once they were about as clean as they could all hope to be with only a single measly washbasin between the three of them, they filed out of the washroom. The officers were still in the pub, though a significant amount of the bloodied mess they’d made had already been cleaned away.

“Go get your things. We’ll walk you home,” Lucy whispered to Grace. She nodded, going into the back for her bag and coat. “Tommy,” she approached him carefully. Speaking was definitely beginning to hurt a little, her throat aching. She took his hand firmly. “Come on,” as soon as Grace was ready, she led them both outside into the cold fresh air. Tommy lit a cigarette, the three of them passing it between them as they started to walk down the road. None of them said a word. Grace kept her hands clutched in tightly to her chest, coming to a stop at a simple little building. She took one last drag of the cigarette before handing it back to Tommy.

“Thank you,” Grace’s eyes darted between them. Lucy reached out to hug her tightly. Tommy just looked down.

“I’m sorry,” was all he said, before taking Lucy’s hand and pulling her along after him, and down the road.

They went to her apartment, the locks clicking firmly into place, and then Tommy’s hands were reaching to skim along the bruises on her throat.

“You’re not going to be able to talk tomorrow.”

“Probably not,” she agreed in a rasp. “But it’s not that bad.”

Hands dropping to wrap around her waist, Tommy pulled her closer until she was practically crushed against his chest. Lucy closed her eyes, winding her arms around him and snuggling closer. Tommy’s lips pressed into her hair, kissing gently, spreading the pecks along the entire crown of her head. Cradling the back of his skull, Lucy fisted her other hand in the front of his shirt, pulling him in even tighter, tugging his head back so she could kiss him.

“I’m okay,” she whispered, once they’d broken away. “Grace is okay. You’re okay,” she stroked his face. “It’s all going to be okay.”

Tommy closed his eyes, throat working, and then he nodded.

“I’m tired,” she said softly, taking his hand. His mouth began to pepper kisses along her jaw, hands grabbing at her as if trying to convince himself that she was still there. Still whole. “Bed.”

He insisted on helping her undress, even giving her one of his undershirts to wear without his usual halfhearted complaints. In just her knickers and his shirt, she pulled his clothes off of him until he was only in his boxers, and together they climbed into her bed, snuggling together in the middle of the mattress, holding onto each other tight, as if afraid that the other would disappear.

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archduke-enver-gortash · 3 months

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hiiiiiiii romeo im curious about zeke shadowheart…. can you share details on their weirdness…. ik they have a messy divorce at some point what happened 👁️👁️ (unless you’re eventually planning on sharing in a fic then tell me to go away)

hiii so the actual messy divorce/ending point of their relationship i am very much saving for a fic but i have answered a question about them in an ask game in the past that has most of the important details of their relationship summarised so i’m gonna copy that under the cut! if you have more questions tho i’d love to answer <3

Pragma 2: What is the biggest challenge that your OC has had to overcome in a long-term relationship or friendship? What helped them get through this?

(okay first of all i obviously can’t answer relationship questions like these for gortash and zeke so. shadowheart/zeke and gortash in general it is.)

well. the actual biggest challenge in zeke and shadowheart’s relationship is. well. you know. and they never overcome it. the exact opposite in fact. it all comes crashing down burning at the end of act 3.

so! something that they did actually overcome together. sort of. prefacing this by saying that in no way are they healthy—a relationship with zeke can’t be, but shadowheart and zeke at first have an extremely hostile relationship with each other. zeke basically sees her as a puzzle to solve. he loses himself in her mystery to distract himself from how deeply distraught he is by his own (memory loss) for a while. if he didn’t do this, he probably would’ve gone insane much earlier i’m gonna be honest—zeke not knowing himself, feeling disgustingly weak almost destroyed him. meanwhile shadowheart almost embraces it. and shadowheart, despite pretending that her memory loss is some sort of holy virtue, finds comfort in sharing this condition with zeke, but is still absolutely furious with him otherwise. he belittles her, even injures her from time to time, but they only have each other.

i think shadowheart loves zeke in the way you love watching a storm rage outside. lightning strike. a deep, dark, dangerous forest. a wide, expansive cliff side going down endlessly. seeing and looking a majestic beast in the eye. i have this image of a wolf biting deep into the flesh of his hunt and then gently and apologetically licking the wound afterwards. that’s how they are. she digs through this wall of thorns hoping to live in this nature with him. go out dancing in the rain of the storm. she finds that endless beauty in him, even if it’s dangerous. she’s a healer after all, and she is not the only one who needs healing in this duo.

zeke in turn does not know how to handle this. i’ve spoken about his ability to ‘love’ as you would traditionally think of it before, but one thing is clear: he wishes to open that wall of thorns to her. he wishes for his fangs to stay out of her. but he can’t prevent it. not when you are the thorns. but he tries. oh my god how hard he tries. he, the thing who hunts truth, goes into her dream with her.

so, they both desperately want it to work. they work together to uncover their mysteries. zeke “solves” hers, bringing her out of the shadows by letting her choose to spare the nightsong. i think the few days after that, despite trotting through the fucking shadow-cursed lands, are their happiest. (even then deep down zeke isn’t truly happy in this moment—that will only be when his throat his slit upon the lifeless remains of the machine)

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the-dendrophile-bookdragon · 2 years

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Hi. May I please request a fic of Charles Xavier x Sage (female mutant OC with botanical manipulation powers) who isn’t currently living in Xavier Mansion and is stuck in a stressful roommate situation that they feel trapped in and anxious/mildly depressed/emotionally drained from (I really need some comfort from Charles right now ☹️)?

A/N: Hey there. Here is another pick me up. Hope you are doing better! Enjoy!!!

Pairing: Charles Xavier x OC (Sage) Warning: shitty roommate, stress, fluff

Eyes Open

University was hard. Especially today. After she exited the lecture hall of her last lecture rain started to pour down on her. She thought the weather would hold till she was at home but luck wasn’t on her side at all. She missed the bus home and had to walk home in the rain. A car passed by and sprayed her with murky street water.

As she entered her flat she heard her roommate and other people laugh. People she wasn’t informed of. What are flatmate rules for? As her roommate spotted her, she wanted to slap her. “You reek Sage. Go shower! I don’t want my guests to smell your filthy botanic smell.” Sage only smiled and went into her room to get her toiletries.

The next thing testing sage’s breaking point were her flatmate and her guests being loud. Maybe even intentionally. After all she heard her roomier tell someone that she wanted Sage gone out of the flat. The problem her roommate forgets, Sage is the main tenant. The only thing Sage could do was back her bag and go down to Ms. Nox, their landlady. The older women caught Sage studying on the staircase and made the offer to let her study in her apartment. Since then every time her flatmate wasn’t respecting their rules about being loud and having guests over during finals week she would study at the old lady’s apartment.

She knocked three times on her landlady’s door before entering. Ms. Nox looked up from the stove and smiled, “Is she botherin’ again, deary. You should really throw her to the curb. I will even pay the money you can’t bring up as long as you can’t find a new roommate.” Sage smiled and nodded, “I will think about that offer.”

The next day you woke up with a fright. There was a bang, like an explosion coming from the kitchen. You ran out of your room and to the source of the noise. Sage’s roommate stood at the microwave when she came into the room. She had a surprised expression on her face. As she saw Sage’s furious face she smiled awkwardly, “Oops! Sorry! I didn’t want to wake you. It’s your free day, isn’t it?” Sage took a deep breath before straightening her posture and looking at her flatmate, “What the hell did you do?” Her roomie pointed at the smoking microwave before explaining to her what exactly happened.

With a clam but cold voice Sage pointed to the front door, “Pack your thinks and go! You have two hours. After I come home from work you and your things are gone.” Her roommate looked at her shocked before exploding into a fit of rage, “You can’t do that! You don’t own this flat! I’m going to the landlady!” Sage just smiled and nodded, wishing her good luck with their landlady.

Uni today was much more bearable. She wasn’t too bored out of her mind. One professor even shortened his lecture. Sage waited in the courtyard on a stone bench. She didn’t have to wait long before the person she waited sat next to her. She looked over and came face to face with the ocean blue eyes of Charles Xavier. “Hey, everything good?” Sage just shrugged, “Uni, yes. At home, hell no.” Charles had a questioning look on his face, “How so?”

Sage demeanour changed drastically. You could see the hidden rage in her usually calm eyes. The roses growing next to the bench slowly formed thorns. Charles panicked a little and reached for his friend, “Hey there, petal. You have to calm down. The roses are getting thorns.” Sage turned to the roses and what she did. Her eyes grew wide with panic. Charles reached out telepathically and calmed her mind. Sage looked into his eyes and smiled in thanks. “So what happened? Don’t let the poor thornless roses get thorns again.” The woman chuckled next to him, “My roommate blew up the microwave because she forgot to put away the tin foil. She broke all our agreements in one day and I had to pay her rent for this month again.” Sage huffed in annoyance, “Now I threw her out. But I can’t pay the full rent.”

As Sage looked over to Charles she saw him deep in thought. She nudged him to come back into reality. “What were you thinking Xavier?” The telepath looked over to his friend and smirked, “Move in with me and Raven. The only thing you have to do is cook once a week and do your assigned chores.” Sage was perplexed. “O-okay?! Yeah?! Yeah! I move in with you two.” Charles smiled.

One month later Sage was ready to move into the Xavier mansion. She had finished her degree as did Charles. Raven was up packing the kitchen while the other two heaved the boxes from her bedroom into the truck. Charles stood downstairs and waited for his friend when he saw her struggling with her boxes. He walked up to her and took the box out of her hand.

Both turned to the gasped as they heard Ms. Nox gush over both of them, “Oh such a nice gentleman. He is a keeper, deary. Nice partner you have there.” Heat crept into Sage and Charles face. Both looked into each other’s wide eyes. They were told a lot that they are a cute couple. Both always denied their feelings for each other. Charles shrugged, a big toothy smile forming on his lips, “What do you think? Everyone but us sees it. Maybe we should see it too?” Sage grinned at Charles, “Let’s open our eyes.”

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sitp-recs · 2 years

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Hidden Gems by scoradh

Scoradh is another personal fave that I don’t see being recced as much as she should, or at all. Which is a shame because her HP fics are absolutely brilliant! Most of her works were written back in 2005-2008 and updated later on AO3 so maybe that’s why they’re all hidden gems? You should all go check her LJ page too, which is where I found out she’s in her 30s now, and that knowledge left me shooketh. How is that even possible?! Guess some people are born genius like that 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’m listing below some works that may have fallen off the radar, Drarry and rare pairs at your heart’s content. Tbh I haven’t read some of those more than twice because this author has a penchant for MCD 💀 I don’t go there anymore but those fics still left a big impression on me not only in terms of world building and narrative but also in terms of clever dialogue and characterization, chef’s kiss content.

Rachel’s writing is unique, charming and full of wit; it builds the mood effortlessly and allows the characters to come alive and work their way inside your heart with their banter, their pining, that sexy angst and those emotional endings. I love her perception of Harry and Draco as two quirky, vulnerable, edgy and complex creatures. This is the kind of author that gets me willing to try pretty much everything they decide to write no matter the ship or trope. Mind the tags and feast on these treats!

Drarry

Clear As Mud (2005, M, 10k) - brilliant fwb, pining & jealousy, miscommunication, mentions to infidelity (Hinny). One of my favourite Dracos ever!

Set post-war and post-Harry's-conscience...Read my rec here.

Open Season (2005, M, 10k) - hilarious one shot, 8th year get together, meddling friends

Disaster lies in wait for the unsuspecting. Harry encounters a series of confusing events which lead him to one person: Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately, Draco is as befuddled as he is ... featuring a cast of thousands who are all in the know, and two boys who most emphatically are not.

Snakes and Ladders (2005, M, 20k) - Professor Draco, dad Harry, enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn. Cw: Cho bashing, misogyny

Sixteen years after he last clapped eyes on the Boy Who Lived To Be A Thorn In Draco Malfoy's Side, Draco is filling Snape's old shoes with aplomb. History, though, has a nasty habit of repeating itself. Draco has his comfortable existance turned topsy-turvy with the appearance at Hogwarts of Harry's son, who turns out to be able disrupt Draco's life with as much competency as his father.

Drawing Down The Moon (2006, E, 20k) - another fave with disaster Draco and pining Harry giving him some love advice, fake relationship, found family, all the good stuff. Cw: major character death

After breaking up with Blaise, a drunken Draco begs Harry Potter for help in winning him back. In a fit of misguided philanthropy (plus one or two ulterior motives) Harry agrees. In the midst of the ensuing chaos, at least one person falls in love.

DIY Messiah (2008, M, 26k) - so well written! friends to lovers slow burn, kid fic, divorced Draco, living together. Cw: infidelity (Hinny) - Ginny is awful here, you’ve been warned

Harry stopped hating Draco Malfoy on Bring Your Kids to Work Day.

Interview With The Hero (2006, E, 71k) - Draco in Egypt and Spain, identity porn, a thrilling mystery and great OCs! This fic is a fantastic journey. Cw: domestic abuse, prostitution, major character death, ambiguous ending

At the age of twenty-five, Draco is confronted with the past he'd rather not remember and the questions that still need answering. Still, a little Slytherin guile goes a long way. The only problem is that he might discover more than he bargained on about the people he thought he knew.

Rare pairs

Of The Race That Knows Joseph (2006, E, 8.4k) - excellent Remus/Regulus with enemies to lovers, getting back together, non-linear narrative, background Remus/Tonks

When dead men walk and badgers give you sarcastic looks, it's time to re-evaluate what it means to be a werewolf.

Like Candy From A Baby (2006, E, 13k) - sweet and funny Harry/Ron with friends to lovers, pining and sexy Ron on a mission to seduce oblivious Harry!

Ron seduces Harry.

May Contain Nuts (2006, E, 32k) - brilliant, hilarious, chaotic post-war Harry/George, a must read. cw: major character death

After Voldemort is defeated, the script for Harry's life comes to an end. Unsure of what to do with his life, he does nothing. Only one person is on hand to show Harry that a hero is not the sum of his vanquished enemies, but he's got problems of his own.

The Road Less Travelled (2007, M, 55k) - a very sweet and refreshing Scorbus journey (written before CC)

The adventures of Albus Severus Potter and his best friends, Scorpius Malfoy and Rambo Dursley, as they face down bullies, make friends and in passing learn some magic at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

#hidden gems #day 28

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bitebackbaby · 1 year

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just read through your clone OCs post and i just have to say, i love them, your honor. i've loved getting glimpses of them in the fox in the henhouse series, and now i need to bundle all of them up in warm blankets and make them warm beverages. thanks for sharing your lovely creations with the world <3

i have been keeping this in my inbox like it’s a blanket for my little mouse body that soothes me on these long winter nights, but i suppose i must learn to let go…

anyway IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE MY OCS!! It might be a little early to begin discussing marriage, but im willing to start the arrangements if you are <3

for real, its super nice to hear that people are enjoying the clones i throw in my fics (here is a list with more information, for the uninitiated!) — each of them is my super special baby who is god’s weakest soldier and i love them dearly. they each have a purpose, too! i enjoy exploring what it means to be military (but not) and the weird state of martial law that Coruscant edges into even before the empire ever rises, and some oc clones makes it easy to dig deeper into different aspects of that without completely transplanting canon characters, though the canon guard members have such little screen time that some futzing doesn’t matter too much…

and i'm rambling. well! as a reward (?) for making it this far, here’s a couple of new characters that will be featuring this month as febuwhump goes on!

JUDGE: [he/him] a techie who (allegedly) works with the Senate air traffic control. this information is mostly guesswork, as anytime someone comes looking for Judge, he tends to be sitting in the break room on his comm, so it’s hard to say if he does any work at all. completely unbothered by pretty much anything, he nonetheless has a reputation around the Guard of being a complete badass because he can make any senator shut up within two sentences. he accomplishes this by being the one in charge of clearing flights to the surface, and any senate workers who invoke his wrath quickly find themselves on hold for the next two hours while he takes a long lunch.

name origin: due to his unflappable nature, he quickly became the go-to trooper to be called upon to mediate petty disputes. there is apparently no rhyme or reason for which side he chooses, but it has become an unofficial rule within the barracks that once Judge has made the final call, the party’s over.

TWO: [he/they] a member of Thorn’s diplomatic escort team, but the rest of them all try to keep Two at the back (preferably with his mouth taped shut) because despite his excellent marksmanship skills and high scores on the diplomacy and hostage negotiations sims, Two is a mean little bastard who would probably dox people on twitter in a modern au. Thorn snatched up Two very quickly, because he knew that his batchmate Moriarty was aiming for the recently-graduated cadet to join the Guard’s T&I division, and Thorn didn’t think Fox’s blood pressure could handle that.

name origin: “Two” is actually short for Two-Faced, and has nothing to do with their CT number. Two greatly enjoys getting the chance to explain this to people, and daring them to say anything about it. be careful, this one bites!

thanks for the ask, and thanks for reading this far!! if anyone ever have questions about my ocs or wants to chat about writing, feel free to hit me up!! i’ll take any chance i can get to talk about my little freaks 🥰

#oztalk

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NAME ORIGIN

Thank you @chevvy-yates for doing this for their oc Vijay Steyr, it was very interesting.

I remember that I did do this for Valaire and Veerle my both V's, but not for my other oc's so I will rectify this now since I made up my mind and gave Vicco finally a name and birthday.

RULES: Search and post the meaning of your OCs’ names (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! Bonus if you can find something for their last name too.

Viktor "Vicco" Dorn

Viktor is a ancient latin name derived from "Victorius" which means "the winner".

Vicco or Vico is a derivation from Viktor. The reason I chose this name was because I liked it and didn't wanted to use "Viktor" because of our all beloved ripperdoc. Vicco was supposed to be a V, (that's why he has a name with a V) but I thought that he would do better as a side character.

Dorn is a German family name, which means literally "Thorn". He and Kilian (see further below) have both German roots, but Vicco was too small to pick up German words from their parents and so he doesn't drop any German words at all.

Joris Dercks

Joris is the Dutch/ Frisian version of the names George or Gregor. His nickname is Jojo which refers to the first two letters of Joris and his second name Johan. He never uses his second name and has it wiped when he came to NC. Because he lived for 26 years in The Netherlands he speaks fluent Dutch and has an accent when speaking English. Which is the opposite to Valaire who has an accent when speaking Dutch.

Dercks was a common name for Dutch immigrants that came to America far back in the day.

Kirian Dorn

Kirian is an Irish name and means "he who was born in a dark place".

Why did I gave him that name, an Irish one to boot when he is German? Good question! The short answer is I needed a name that is close to Kilian.

The long answer is a multichapter fic I am currently writing for Nano.

Dorn is a German family name, which means literally "Thorn". Kirian is 4 years older than Vicco and so he heard and picked up some German words, but it is very random and actually he doesn't like to use them because of the memories that might be invoked by them.

#cyberpunk 2077 #names origin #oc: vicco #oc: Joris #oc: kirian

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marineduo · 3 years

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Heat headcanons? I'm all ears! (But I'll only get around to read them tomorrow).

How do you think does his fire breathing work?

Ok so when it comes to how the fire is actually made, I’m not entirely sure. I do think it is just an ability he has, but I’m not exactly good at biology... As for all the technicalities of how parts of it work mechanically, here’s what I think:

- Like I said before, his fire breathing is a natural ability, and therefore comes with drawbacks and limits different than what a devilfruit user would. He can swim, sure, but he has to be careful all the same.

- For one, I really don’t think he’d be completely fireproof. His fire seems to start somewhere at the back of his throat, so there’s probably something in his mouth/throat most of the time that stops it from burning. Once that burns off I think he’d technically still be able to continue breathing fire, but at that point he’d risk fucking up his mouth and throat quite a bit.

- If he DOES continue past where it’s safe, he still would have a finite amount of fire he can breathe before he physically can’t do it any more. Whatever it is that lets him breathe the fire runs out he really has no choice but to stop until it... idk, recharges? That doesnt sound quite right but oh well.

-Not sure how it would work but if he does completely empty his fire, that would probably have negative effects too.

- Bc of whatever’s keeping his mouth from burning its probably super weird to kiss him. This doesn’t matter much but I absolutely WILL bring it up in my fic whenever Wire ends up kissing him.

#op heat #one piece heat #heat one piece #these may be a lot of drawbacks but being able to just breathe fire is a super cool power #and needs some sort of debuff #the fic in question is my oc one 'a thorn in your side'#centered around the kid pirates #heat hcs

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teletraan-meets-jarvis · 3 years

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Monster - Part 1

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Characters: Commander Fox (Main), Captain Rex, Commander Thorn, Corrie Medic Triage (OC), Anakin Skywalker, Fives.

Summary: Fives' death through the eyes of Commander Fox.

Warnings: 16+, swearing, mentions of death.

Word Count: 1.6k

Click here for Part 2

Author’s Notes: First trip on the angst train folks. I've had this in my head for ages because I wanted to try something that wasn't relationship focused and I'm still not over this whole storyline with the chips, they were so darn close to exposing ol' sheev. Fox deserves some spotlight but i'm very sorry it had to be on this. I have got a part 2 practically written up already but wanted to test the waters with this bit first. Let me know what you think!! Fic below the cutoff :).

The title is from the song Monster by Starset. If you're after some good sci-fi related songs for the feels, Startset is where it's at.

Under the knife I surrendered The innocence yours to consume You cut it away And you filled me up with hate Into the silence you sent me Into the fire consumed You thought I'd forget But it's always in my head

Each step was quiet, calculated as CC-1010 moved into the storage bay. His men following his lead as they prepared to surround their target. General Skywalker was verbally defending the Chancellor from where he was captured in a ray shield. The target was unaware of their presence, time to move in.

Set to stun.

“Stand down, soldier! Get on your knees!” CC-1010 commanded, surrounded by his Shock Troopers. The target looked over at the unattended pistols. “Don’t do it solider.”

“GET AWAY FROM ME!”

“FIVES NO!”

Threat. Eliminate the threat.

Good soldiers, follow orders.

Set to Kill. CC-1010 never missed.

No.

Rex was screaming.

General Skywalker was ordering the Guard to lower the ray shields, not that CC-1010 could hear him over the ringing in his ears.

No.

The Captain was at his ARC-Trooper’s side, cradling his head. The blaster wound a disgusting contrast to the pure, shiny, white plastoid of his armour. The blaster wound that CC- no, that Fox inflicted.

No no no no no no.

The pistol fell from his hands and clattered to the ground as Fox came back to himself, the only sound which could be heard among the silence apart from Rex’s begging to Fives to stay with him.

Fox tore off his helmet. He couldn’t breathe. Fuck. The weight of what he just did crashed into him like a tsunami, threatening to take him down, tear him apart.

He stared at his gloved hands which shook uncontrollably. He tried to stop them but his brain didn’t have control of his body anymore. His men were looking at him, he could feel their gaze tearing into him like a jury to a defendant. Watching as their Commander fell apart.

He fell to his knees. No longer able to support his own body weight alongside the weight of his actions. He’d just killed another clone. One of his own vode. His own flesh and blood. That’d never happened before. Sure there had been traitors before among the clone ranks, but they’d never been executed on site. They’d never been pursued by Fox. Lucky them.

The chancellors’ orders echoed in his ears. “Eliminate the threat, Commander.”

Not bring him in for questioning. Eliminate him. No court hearing, no hearing Fives’ side like Slick and others before him. Just execution. And Fox was his executioner. Fuck he was going to vomit.

“Rex” Fox didn’t realise he was speaking until Rex’s eyes met his over Fives’ lifeless body, which he continued to cradle like his last hopes in this war.

Rex’s eyes were cold as ice, the power behind them attempting to freeze Fox to his very core. He didn’t blame him.

The heartbreak at losing another member of Torrent Company cracking the Captain’s usually unshakeable composure. As it fell apart piece by piece in front of Fox’s eyes, he was left staring at his little brother. His Rex’ika. Distraught, heartbroken, empty. He wanted nothing more than to protect him like back on Kamino, when Rex was a young cadet who feared the thunderstorms of their home planet. But Fox couldn’t protect Rex from this, Fox was the reason behind his brother’s agony, his loss. Fox was the monster.

“I-…” he couldn’t get the words out. He couldn’t explain himself. What could he say? I didn’t have a choice, I had to follow orders? That wasn’t going to fix the hole left in Rex’s heart. For losing Fives and for losing Fox too, because the Commander was sure he was dead to him.

Rex finally pulled his eyes away and it broke Fox’s heart. The Captain looked back down at his friend in his arms, his brother. He brought his forehead forward as he raised Fives’s, meeting him in one final Keldabe as he recited the Mando’a that had become far too familiar for them all. Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la. He cradled Fives close to his chest and hooked a hand under his legs as he got to his feet.

Rex’s face was stony, emotionless as he carried his fallen brother out of the storage bay. He held himself together as he brushed past the helmet-less Shock Troopers who stood stock still around their shaken Commander. He didn’t even spare Fox a glance. General Skywalker was hot on his Captain’s heels, going to offer support where he could. Just like that they were gone.

“Sir-“ one of the troopers went to place a hand on his Commander’s shoulder.

“Tell the Chancellor it’s done” Fox snapped out, the words tasting like bitter bile in his mouth. He did his best to regain himself as he grabbed his bucket, re-securing it and his emotions behind as strong a wall as he could fortify in his current state. Still shaking hands clasped around the dropped blaster and Fox finally returned to his feet, slightly unsteady.

“Return to base” his orders were flat as they came through the helmet. His soldiers didn’t react for a moment. He looked each of his men over, their shock at watching what happened bared to the world on their faces. He couldn’t take it. “Now.” Finally they nodded and made the move to leave the Gods-forsaken place.

Everything was a blur; people, places, all fading into nothingness behind Fox as he paced back to his office. His safe space. His feet carried him while his mind drifted, almost leaving his body in an attempt to protect himself from the internal horrors that threatened his grasp on reality.

Next he knew he was back in his office, no idea what route he’d taken to get there. The door had barely shut behind him before he stumbled to the small refresher attached and vomited. Choked sobs wracked his body as he emptied his stomach, tears creating salty tracks down his cheeks.

Once his body stopped torturing him, he finally backed away from the toilet and crawled to lean against the ‘fresher wall. His legs sprawled out in front of him as he threw his head back against the cool tiles. The sharp pain from the action doing nothing to bring him back, to distract him from the agony in his mind.

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“Fox, Fox!! It’s Thorn, are you there?” The heavy gunner shouted from outside, his fists banging on the door demanding entry.

Nothing.

Thorn had heard what had happened, half the Guard already knew by now. Fox had been ordered to execute another clone by the Chancellor. As soon as the confirmation reached his ears, the Commander dropped everything to find his superior. He’d been friends with Fox long enough to know when he was nearing his breaking point, and he knew that this would throw him off the edge of his sanity.

“Kriff, Fox. I’m coming in!” He announced before punching the code in and rushing in to find his friend.

What Thorn found wasn’t pretty. Fox was propped up against the fresher wall, his head covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his amber eyes glassed over as he sobbed. He looked absolutely wrecked.

Thorn dropped to his side and took hold of his hands in an attempt to ground his friend. “Fox, hey Fox, can you hear me?”

Nothing.

“I heard what happened. I need you to come back to us, yeah. Maker, we need you Fox.” That got his attention, Fox’s watery eyes met his, but the Commander wasn’t fully present behind them yet.

“It wasn’t me” Fox choked out in barely a whisper, tears flowing freely again. Thorn moved forward and pulled the Commander into his arms, their armour fitting awkwardly against one another but it was enough. The broken man clung to his brother as he continued to repeat his words in a tear filled mantra against Thorn’s armour.

After what felt like forever, the shudders that tore through Fox’s body eventually died down to something more manageable. Thorn took that as his moment to try and get his Commander sat up again, maybe even get some water in him. He began to pull away slightly so he could look him in the eyes but as soon as he did, Fox started babbling again. At least it was a few more words than before.

“I set the gun to stun, I swear. I don’t know what happened. Once I saw Fives, everything went dark.” He tried to explain with as much coherence as he could. “They’ll never forgive me for this.” Thorn knew who he was talking about, his batch mates. Cody, Wolffe, Bly, Ponds and Gree. Fox had felt that their relationship was strained ever since he joined the Guard and his brothers went out to fight on the front lines. He’d become the cold leader of the Coruscant Elite Guard, he had the ‘cushy desk job’ while they had to watch their men die day in and day out on the battlefield. The sad truth was that they’d never understand the things the Guard had to go through each day. One night after a particularly tough day, he’d listened as Fox admitted that he wished he could provide his men with honourable deaths in battle to save them from their fates within the Guard.

Thorn’s chest felt like a vice as he cradled his friend, trying to absorb some of his pain as if it would help make things a bit easier on him. He’d never seen Fox like this and it was killing him. Why did the Chancellor always place the worst jobs on the Commander, why did he have to keep him so close, right under his thumb ready to make him do the dirty work. Never thinking about the aftermath, because the clones didn’t matter. So long as Fox kept showing up and performing admirably on the surface, the day to day pain and suffering wasn’t of concern to the Republic, least of all to the Grand Chancellor.

“Fox, I’m going to call Triage alright? He’ll know what to do.” Thorn announced softly, not getting much of an acknowledgment for his words as Fox started to drift off in his arms, his body’s exhaustion overtaking him for a blissful moment.

Continue to Part 2

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#commander fox #commander thorn #captain rex #fives #anakin skywalker #star wars fanfic #star wars fic #clone wars fanfic #clone wars fic #arc trooper fives #clone wars season 6 #i love you fives #it's still not fair #i will probs write a mini fix it one of these days #coruscant #coruscant guard #corrie guard

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onthevirgeofdestruction · 3 years

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35 Q’s for Fanfic Writers

From this post

I’m having a shitty, rude alter-y, crap night so I’m just going to answer all of these to distract myself and focus and to not bother anybody just making my own post and putting it under the cut btw, notice to anyone not aware: since I’m moving I won’t likely be updating anything until I’m done doing so.

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!) 3/5? Could use more editing and description and can be weirdly paced.

2. Why do you write fanfiction? Because it’s better than focusing on pain 24/7.

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works? I don’t seem to have a specific narrative voice that people recognize but I’m pretty proud of mostly organic dialogue.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you? as a rule i never look up to anybody for inspiration but there’s some stuff in my ao3 bookmarks I fawn over.

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of? Right now, none of them. It changes normally, anyway. If get too proud then I’d get my ass kicked by RSD if someone didn’t like it so it’s safer this way

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily? Dialogue.

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most? Organic description, poetic language kind of stuff. I can paint a scene but I’m not so great with bring out out a feeling with description alone.

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write? Janus and Virgil are probably tied. They both have things I struggle with but I don’t have to go back and do much adjusting of language and tone with them. Though admittedly my Virgil is signifigantly more foul-mouthed than canon and I tend to prefer pre-AA feral asshole Virgil.

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write? Patton. I write him the least, so people can probably tell. I love Patton, I really do, but it’s so hard to keep away from fanon Patton.

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for? Angst w/ H/C obviously. Or if you’re talking about regular book genres, Fantasy. I fucking love fantasy world building.

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most? Trauma. I blame Daeram. As if Ayri isn’t a giant Angst Demon.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. Slopes. I’m really into it. I’ve got three one shots running right now. Patrons can read the first part of the unnamed cat remus one, there’s also a coffeeshop au tropey nonsense one like eglantine & lycoris, but Slopes is addiction angst. Mmmmm. Virgil is addicted to coke and alcohol and will listening to his friends even be in time? Who knows, especially not me, but there’s already over 30k.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for? InuYasha. Or was it Harry Potter? Or shit, The Blue Sword? Fuck, I’ve been writing for a long time, I really have no idea.

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for? Sanders Sides. The characters are the perfect dynamic for writing since they exist in balance of each other and the popular, easy to project on archetypes featured are incredibly fun to do basically any scenario with.

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for? Weird storywise? Kingdom Hearts? I can’t even follow the plot anymore. Weird Fandomwise? Sanders Sides. Its simultainiously the fluffiest and angstiest nonsense at the same time.

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)? Vampires. Gay ones. Gay Vampires. I also love calm tol and angy smol.

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for. Any tropes that normalize incredibly toxic behaviour or tropes that are inherantly ableist, but I can’t think of any.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written? Incorrigible continues to be complete nonsense.

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between? AUs. I mean closest I even have is canon-divergence other than a single short.

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff? I like it when there is gay nonsense along with a plot that is treated as more important than the relationship the most. But I like both. There’s more shippy stuff in tss so i read more shipping action by default.

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!) Anxceit/Sleepxiety, but in general, give me darksides or give me death/j

22. Do you listen to anything while you write? Almost everything I write has a special playlist I listen to to help me write it, but otherwise I listen to my Nyan playlist, an alter is picking the tunes, or a voidfam playlist. I never have music off. When my internet is down I just listen to the songs I own or Anxiety’s theme on loop.

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas? I’m fine with all of them. I love working with prompts but I tend to deviate. And I’ve never done a challenge since I can’t do deadlines and bad things happen bingo never sent me a card and I applied three times.

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works? I am generally multi-chaptered stuff, but I’ve been working on a few one-shots lately that are much longer than most one shots.

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them! I was originally thinking of doing some little 13-year-old Dreaming!Roman (y’know, the one with a job) shorts but it turns out I just had an alter of that little bastard and that’s why I inexplicably know more about him then I ever even considered. I still might do them after Dreaming is done. But that’s paced so slowly who knows when that might happen. Otherwise I put stuff in my notes and just do shorts of it if I’m like “oh you know what’s cool???” but since I can’t daydream maybe this question doesn’t apply to me.

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try? I want to do more autism stuff, and I’ve had it demanded a few times, but I’m scared of being that explict about it for some reason. Possibly because I might be, possibly because I’m scared of doing it wrong even though I’ve accidentally coded multiple characters autistic. I’m scared of explictly tagging them as such, too.

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received? That I can remember off the top of my head? I’m going with one from @a-genz-with-trauma-and-kins. It really helped me out and was just so kind and literally the best christmas gift I got in 2020.

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing? I can handle it alright but Daeram is a little fucking pissbaby about it. Constructive criticism helps people get better, so I appreciate it. I can’t handle critism that is incomplete, though. “i just don’t get it” or “I don’t know I don’t like it” kind of things. If I can’t understand the why to fix it then things get out of control. And then I spiral and RSD for like four days minimum. If it came from an anon or a troll, too, It might not bother me for as long. Things that are just like “this is shit and you should feel bad” just make me laugh. Couldn’t even bother to read it long enough to insult me proper? I don’t care.

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out? I have a few times. Mostly in shorts and prompts, I think. I think they turned out okay. They’re not particularly inspired or anything.

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst? Depends on my mood. Am I triggered? give me the fluff. Am I vibin? Angst.

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them! Fuck, fam, no, I can’t, I have so many. I have multiple original stories and some of them have very large casts and like holy fuck. Or do you mean in Sanders Sides fandom? Um, Morgan and Thorn in PD. The lesbian and her himbo dynamic. I love them. They’re dorks. Morgan is strong person with sharp tongue and soft romantic heart and Thorn is just so kind and so dumb and so exciteable he’s like a puppy. They were just filler characters and I got attached to them. Felton even gets redemption for being an ass later in PD, like oof i never intended to include so much OC content, especially for names I just picked randomly.

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less. nope I’m doing all of them because these are fun plea for my new self: 2 gay vampires, 4 humans, 1 braincell dreaming while I wake: trauma child needs therapy and so do you break: big oof, oh dragons, oh why, go virgil go rebuild: virgil is so not okay there’s more virgil to deal painful death: gay teens drink themselves into a new religion stargazing: whoops we didn’t realize people actually cared whole castle: everyone will throw down for kid!patton, even you incorrigible: found family with a shot of psychological horror and crack dangerous instincts: wholesome crime syndacite action slopes: addict gets mugged and thinks that’s just fine with him conflagration: logan avoids everything ever like a champ cat!remus: bored fae shifts gay pining from one person to another caffeine cyptids: caffinated gay panic goes faster than regular gay panic eglantine & lycoris: more tropes than you can toss a shoe at storytime: overpowered virgil also overreacts literally always

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process? an alter and I write together and I have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen, what I’m writing about, or even what year it is. I often don’t even remember what I wrote. There’s no outline. I have an idea and I pick things at random for it. There’s just notes and an evil gleam in a demon’s eye. The only reason I know more than readers is because I take a long time to edit and some of these stories have fucking alters up in my head who can tell me things. Daeram tells me nothing. The writing demon supposedly has all this knowledge but I have absolutely no clue because he does not talk to me, he just fronts and slams out 9k in a few hours or we cofront to write and I’m like “oh no she didn’t” while typing

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of. i’m fond of the entire painful death series and I tried to find something I really liked without spoilers in stargazing and I couldn’t so here’s a random thing from incorrigble: “So, what do you do with your friends?” Patton continued on with a megawatt smile. “Grand larceny,” Virgil deadpanned and glared at Patton, who was taken aback. Remy and Andy just broke out laughing while Virgil tentatively sipped his still-too-hot-cocoa.

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want! slopes my dudes slopes i have learned so much about cocaine! like wow! I thought for a minute it was going to end with MCD around 30k but it swtiched from whump to hurt/comfort and I still don’t know if it’s going to be MCD but look at that funky little coke/alcohol addict go, it’s a medical wonder he’s alive! It’s not like there’s what seems to be a little talked about interaction between alcohol and cocaine that causes a toxic chemical to build up in the liver which can result in liver failure and sudden death at basically any moment! Which is part of why it may result in MCD but this time no ghosts! maybe it’ll be h/c with whump elements or maybe it’ll be whump with h/c elements we can’t know for sure

#ayri writes #tw drug mention

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xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx · 4 years

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A Son’s Destiny

Synopsis: Lena Daniels has been in love with Jax Teller for half of her life. As she finally gains his heart, an old love comes back to Charming and threatens their future. Will Lena be able to handle Tara, and Jax’s steady rise into the President’s chair with SAMCRO?

Pairings: Jax Teller x Lena Daniels (OC), Jax Teller x Tara Knowles (past, mentioned), Jax Teller x Wendy Case (past)

Time Setting: Seasons 1-7

Warnings: DARK FIC fluff, angst, unprotected sex (wrap it, before you tap it, folks), pregnancy, miscarriage, insecurities, infidelity, canon SOA violence & gore, STRONG language, drug & alcohol use, lots of taking the LORD’s name in vain, mentions of racism, mentions of rape, and character deaths

Author’s Note: So, this is my first SOA story. It is set during the timeline of the entire series, but I’m not going full canon. There will be things that are actually what happened in the show, but with my own twist, and things that are not show canon. The narrative is set to fit the story itself. If you are a Tara Knowles fan, be warned, as this story may not be for you. Please if you want to be tagged just in time for first chapter, please hit up my ask. I will gladly tag you all.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SENSITIVE MATERIAL

CHAPTER 11

Deputy Chief David Hale casually made his way out of a local diner the following morning. He was carrying a bag of his favorite breakfast treats in one hand and holding a cup of black coffee in the other. This was his routine at least three times a week. The coffee Chief Wayne Unser would make at the station was absolutely horrid, and sometimes David hated the vending machine options. So, every other morning, he would find himself treating himself to some morning goodness.

As David continued to walk to his jeep, his mind kept replaying the events from last night like some cruel joke. He was having a nice dinner with the woman he’s crushed on since forever, only for his big mouth to ruin everything.

Of course he had to bring up Jax Teller and SAMCRO, and of course, Lena just had to go and defend them like they weren’t a bunch of criminals. SAMCRO was the reason that David decided to join the police academy in the first place. He was tired of them always getting away with murder, literally. He also knew that they had Unser in their back pocket, to help keep all of their dirt covered up. David never wanted to wish ill on anyone, but Unser’s cancer diagnosis was like a blessing in disguise. The Chief only had a few more months left, and then he was to retire. And when he did, David, would be happy to take his place; to finally take SAMCRO down for good.

On the other hand, David also wished that he could go back in time, and tell himself to shut the fuck up sometimes. But Jax Teller would always remain a thorn in his side.

And speaking of the outlaw biker…

David finally approached his jeep, that was parked curbside, when the sound of a familiar motorcycle pulling up caught his attention. The Chief Deputy rolled his eyes in annoyance, as he watched his blonde biker nemesis quickly hop off his bike and confidently make his way up to him.

“Something I can do for you, Teller?” David bitterly questioned.

Jax gave a sarcastic chuckle, staring straight at David. “You and I need to have a chat, Deputy.”

“About?”

“You know exactly what this is about.” Jax spat in agitation. “Why were you at Lena’s place last night? Harassing her? Trying to get her to rat on me and my club?”

Now it was David’s turn to chuckle, as he stood toe to toe with the prince of Charming. “You think I was there to harass Lena? Well, Teller, clearly you’re mistaken. What I do with Lena Daniels is none of your concern.”

Jax’s jaw ticked in anger. “It is my concern when she’s my Old Lady.”

“Well, word around town is that’s not the case anymore.” David spat with a smug smile. “Lena can see whoever she wants to, she’s not some property you own.”

Jax could feel the anger radiating off of his skin. It took everything, but the wrath of God, to stop him from knocking the Deputy Chief to the pavement. The club was already in hot water as it is, and him going to jail wasn’t going to help the situation. “You know what, Hale? You’re biting off way more than you can chew. Keep pushing my buttons.”

David placed his hands on his hips in a defensive stance. “Are you threatening me, Teller?”

Jax took a deep breath, exhaling slowly to calm his nerves. He then looked David straight in his eyes, again, smirking. “This is your first and last warning, Hale. Stay…away…from Lena or you’ll find out if I’m really threatening you.” Was the last thing Jax said, before stalking back off to his bike.

As Jax quickly hopped on, he looked back at Hale for a few more seconds. Once he established ground, he then kicked started the bike, backing out, and driving down the street.

It didn’t take Jax long before he found himself pulling his bike into the driveway of his best friend’s home. After Donna’s funeral, Opie had taken off on his own, leaving his kids in the care of Piney and Mary.

Jax knew that his best friend needed the time to come to terms with what happened to Donna, but he was happy that he was finally home. Although, what Opie was coming home to was just more tragedy.

Jax knew, or had a very high suspicion of, the real person who was responsible for his best friend’s wife’s death. When it came back that the Niners were not involved with Donna’s death, that suspicion lead to Jax’s own step father, Clay Morrow.

After a tip, ironically, from Deputy Chief David Hale, Stahl had set up Opie to look like a rat in SAMCRO’s eyes. That was when Jax realized that it was highly likely that SAMCRO was involved with Donna’s murder. Jax confronted Clay, but of course, Clay denied having any involvement. That still didn’t change Jax’s mind. He knew for a fact that both Clay and his right man, Tig, were the culprits.

Now was hard part of Jax coming clean and telling his best friend the truth or protecting the club.

Jax sighed heavily, hopping off of his bike and setting his helmet on the handle. He then removed his sunglasses, as he casually made his way up the rest of the driveway and into the garage where he finally spotted Opie, who had met him halfway. The two embraced in a brotherly hug.

“It’s good to see you, brother.”

Jax pulled away from his best friend. “How was the walkabout?”

Opie gave him a nonchalant shrug, looking down at his shuffling feet. “I’m doing okay.”

Jax then in turn gave Opie a smile, before looking over his shoulder and noticing that Opie was starting a new bike project. “What’s this?” He nodded, making his way over to the table and found himself surprised by what he saw. “Holy shit. Panhead EG. 63?”

“65.” Opie corrected, also making his way over.

“Where the hell did you find it?” Jax questioned, still in awe.

“CHP pulled me over,” Opie began, “in Ukiah.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Started bullshittin’ with me. They turned me on to this parts guy.” He then pointed to the unfinished bike. “Electra Glide was just rotting behind some garbage. It’s all there—stock.”

Jax nodded. “That’ll keep you busy.”

“That’s the plan.” Opie countered firmly.

Things get quiet for a second, before Jax finally stated, “I missed you, bro.”

Now it was Opie’s turn to nod. “How’s everything going? How’s Lena doing? I forgot to thank her for the help with the kids, Donna’s funeral, and shit.” Opie questioned, as Jax sighed heavily at the mention of his ex’s name. “What? What’d I miss?” The taller biker’s brows furrowed in confusion.

Jax took a seat on the table, pushing his hair back. “I fucked up, Ope.”

“What do you mean?”

Jax then looked up at his best friend. “Tara.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Jax.” Opie exasperated, immediately knowing what happened. “How did Lena take it?”

Jax shook his head, staring ahead of himself. “Not good. The day of Donna’s funeral, she ended us.”

“And how does Tara fit into all of this?”

“She doesn’t.” Jax spat. “It was a stupid fucking mistake that I didn’t realize until after it happened.”

“So, what are you gonna do now?”

“What can I do, Ope?” Jax questioned, standing to his feet again. “Lee, won’t even talk to me. And if she does, she’s seriously pissed. Like I could blame her anyway.”

“You’ll figure it out.” Opie reassured his best friend. “So, aside from your chaotic love life, how’s everything else been going?”

Now it was Jax’s turn to shrug, still not sure he should spill the truth to Opie. “You know, gettin’ it done. Made a new deal with the Irish. Gonna run handguns up the coast till the ATF heat dies down.”

Opie’s brows furrowed again, in confusion. “What does that do for business?”

“We keep supplying Oakland.” Jax stated simply. We just need to figure out who that supply goes to.”

“Retaliation.” Opie said, placing all the pieces together.

“Yeah.” Jax nodded once more. “We’re sitting down to figure it out…waited until you got back.”

And before Opie could respond, the boys were interrupted by Opie’s mother, Mary, as she waltzed her way into the garage. “Hey, Jax.”

“Hey, Mary.” Jax replied, giving his best friend’s mother a hug.

“He’s too skinny, right?” Mary pointed at her son, who turned away from her in embarrassment.

“Yeah, well, we’ll beef him up.” Jax joked, reaching over to playfully backslap Opie’s stomach.

“Kids will be so glad to see you.” Mary told her son sympathetically.

Jax noticed that his best friend had trouble making eye contact with Mary. He could see the pain written across Opie’s face. Even though he was trying to hide it.

“I got some things to take care of.” Opie brushed off, finally looking at his mother. “You mind picking them up from school, ma?”

“We can wait, man.” Jax stepped in, knowing why Opie was avoiding seeing his kids.

Opie shook his head dismissively. “No. I’ll see the kids later, ma.” He kissed his mom on the cheek and turned to Jax. “See you at the clubhouse.” He gave Jax’s arm a quick pat, before stalking off.

Jax sighed deeply, watching Opie walk away, shoving his hands into his jean pockets. He then turned to look at Mary, seeing the desolate look across her face. “Ope loves his kids.” He reassured her. “We all just got to give him a minute.”

Mary nodded in agreement, reaching out to give Jax’s arm a small squeeze. “Take care of him, Jax.”

“Yeah.” Jax said, also making himself scarce from the Winston household.

Lena sighed heavily, making her way out of another place, angrily crossing a line through their wanted ad in the newspaper. Since leaving her job at the clubhouse, Lena was trying to catch up on finding work, so she could afford the important things in life. Like food and shelter. She had been out all morning just looking for any kind of work, but everywhere she went was just a string of disappointments.

Lena was thisclose to calling up Luann and finally accepting her offer. But she didn’t think she was that desperate.

Yet…

Lena was just about to make her way into the local diner on Main St, when she immediately spotted David Hale storming his way out of said diner in obvious anger. She knew she shouldn’t bother, considering what went down between them last night, but curiosity and a bit of concern got the best of her.

Against her better judgement, Lena followed Hale all the way back to his jeep.

“David?” Lena called out, stopping him in his tracks.

The young Deputy Chief turned around and saw that Lena was approaching him.

“Are you okay?” Lena questioned.

“I’m fine, Lena. Is there something I can help you with?” David quickly snapped at his long time crush in irritation.

“Nothing.” Lena could tell that David was still pissed from last night, and whatever happened in that diner, so she just decided to leave well enough alone and continue on about her business.

David sighed heavily, feeling bad for snapping at Lena that way. “Lena,” he called out to her, now stopping her in her tracks. “I’m sorry.”

Lena slowly turned back around to face the Deputy Chief. “I know you’re probably still mad about what happened between us last night, but it looked like you were upset about something else when you stormed out of the diner. I just wanted to know if you were okay.”

David nodded, starting to feel calm in Lena’s presence. “Yeah, I’m fine. What are you doing out here?”

Lena released a deep breath. “Well, since SAMCRO no longer supplies my checks, I’m job hunting.” She held up the newspaper in her hands.

“Speaking of SAMCRO,” David began. “I had a little run in with your biker ex this morning.”

Lena’s brows furrowed in confusion, as she felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach at the mention of her ex. “Jax? Why?”

“What do you think?” David questioned. “Apparently, he knew that I was at your house last night and tried to intimidate me. He was basically marking his territory.”

“That didn’t last long.” Lena muttered to herself, feeling kind of relieved that she wasn’t going crazy when she thought she heard Jax’s bike last night. But she was also feeling a bit annoyed that her ex was reneging on what he told her he’d do. “Listen, David, whatever Jax is trying to do, don’t—”

David immediately cut her off. “Jax Teller doesn’t scare me, Lena.”

“I never said he did.” Lena countered.

Things are silent between the two for a few, before Deputy Chief spoke up again. “Look, I know that you and I have very differing opinions on the situation, but I just…can you please just be careful?”

“Be careful of Jax?” Lena questioned in uncertainty. She knew something other than Jax Teller and the Sons was plaguing his mind.

“Not just Jax.” David began, looking at Lena knowing that there was something else aside from SAMCRO that was starting to brew in Charming. “I know this town is a little bit backwards at times, but there are some new players in town that you should be wary of.” He said, thinking about the real reason he had stormed out of the diner from the disastrous lunch he had with his brother and the League of American Nationalists or so they called themselves.

David only saw them as white hate.

“Wary how?” Lena was definitely confused on what David was trying to get at. She could see that he was struggling for her sake to not say too much. “What more enemies for SAMCRO?”

“Possibly, yeah.” David said. “But they are not fond of, and I say this with the least bit of offense, people like you.”

“People like me?” Lena still questioned, as she was becoming annoyed with David’s cryptic talk. “What, like as in a woman?” She questioned, and David shook his head, looking down at his shuffling feet. Lena finally caught on. “You mean as in a black woman?”

David nodded.

Lena then gave a dry chuckle, hating this town a little bit more. Although, Lena was of mixed race and grew up mostly around white people, she never questioned who she was. If her mother taught her one thing; it was to love herself for the skin she was in. Lena was proud to call herself a black woman in a town that had less than 10% of people of color. Black and non-black included. She had dealt with racism in the past. Being one of two of the only black girls going to her high school. Then a few years back, she had a short-lived face to face encounter with Ernest Darby and his group of neo-Nazi dickheads. Jax quickly shut that down, and Darby never came near her again.

Now, they were about to be dealing with this crap again.

“Lena,” David spoke, breaking Lena of her thoughts, “just—I don’t know how many times I have to tell you this, but just look out for yourself, okay? And if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”

Lena nodded, still trying to process this. “Yeah, I will. Thank you.”

“I’ve, uh, got to head back to the station. You need a ride anywhere?”

Lena shook her head at David’s gesture. “No, I’m okay. My car is parked across the street.”

Jax pulled his bike up the driveway to Lena’s house, just as her Mustang arrived. He watched, as Lena hopped out of her car, before shutting off his engine. He then hopped off his bike and made his way to her.

Lena immediately turned to see her ex approaching her. “Jax, what are you doing here?”

Lena’s ex just shrugged. “I was just in the neighborhood, and I just wanted to stop by and check on you.”

“You were just in the neighborhood?” Lena eyed him warily.

“Yeah.” Jax nodded.

Lena still looked her ex up and down with weariness in her eyes. Something was definitely off about him.

“What’s the matter? Did something happen?” Lena questioned, hating herself a bit for still caring.

Jax swallowed hard, looking straight at Lena. “Can we talk?”

“Jax…” That was the last thing that Lena wanted to do. She needed a clean break from him, but it seemed like he wanted to make this hard for her. “If this is about David—“

Jax quickly cut her off. “No, it’s not about Hale. I made sure that he already knows the deal.” And before Lena could protest, he spoke up again. “I just really want to talk to you. Please.” He pleaded.

Lena silently cursed at the pull in her heart, before turning heel and making her way up the rest of her driveway to her front door. She knew that Jax was following behind her. Once she opened the door, Lena settled her things on the table in the foyer and continuing to walk toward the living room. Jax closed the door behind himself and still continued to trail Lena’s tracks.

Jax then found himself dropping onto her familiar ratty sofa, before watching Lena walk into her kitchen. She returned just a few short minutes later with a bottle of beer in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. She gave him the beer, and he silently thanked her. She then joined him on the opposite side of the couch.

Jax took a casual sip of his beer, just staring at Lena. He knew how much he had missed her, but seeing her now made his heart explode with want and need for her. She was so goddamn beautiful and if he had the chance, he’d take back that night in a heartbeat.

“You really look good, Lee,” Jax began, taking another sip of his beer.

“Jax,” Lena exasperated, not wanting to tread unchartered waters with her ex. But God, how much she missed him. “You said you wanted to talk. So, talk.”

Jax, again, nodded, sinking down further into Lena’s couch. No matter how much he complained about that thing, he would give everything just with lay with Lena on it. “Ope’s home.”

Lena felt a little relief in the pit of her stomach. She had been a bit worried about her ex’s best friend since he took off after Donna’s funeral. “That’s good. He doing okay?”

“He’s still trying to cope.” Jax answered and then became quiet. “I…uh…helped him kill a man today in retaliation for Donna.”

In all the years that Lena had known Jax, he was never really open about the things the club did. He always said it was for her protection. The less she knew, the less chances she had of getting hurt. So, she was surprised that Jax had volunteered this information as he did with Kohn a few weeks back.

“Jesus Christ, Jax.” Lena then felt that relief turn into dread. “Niner?”

Jax shook his head. “No. Mayan.”

“Why do I get the feeling there’s a but somewhere in there?” Lena questioned, knowing Jax was leaving something out. “I thought you had pinned the murder on the Niners.”

Jax, again, shook his head. “LaRoy said the Niners didn’t do it, and I believe him.”

“So, who found out it was the Mayans?”

“Clay said he found some information on what happened. It led us right to the guy.”

“It wasn’t him either, was it?” Lena immediately knew when Jax looked down at his feet. “So, an innocent man was killed today?” She knew that the man wasn’t completely innocent, but in this case he was. “Do you even know who it is?”

Jax then looked back up at Lena. “I have my suspicions. They’re not concrete, but I don’t want to tell you, because I don’t want you to end up like Donna.”

“Jax…”

“Look, Lee, I told you all I could. Full disclosure.” Things become quiet between the two, before Jax decided to change the subject. “Bobby’s coming home tonight. We’re having a party for him at the clubhouse. I really hope you’d come.”

“I don’t think so, Jax.” Lena shook her head and quickly standing to her feet. She then grabbed Jax’s empty beer bottle and made her way into the kitchen.

Lena didn’t realize that Jax had followed her until she turned around and found him standing behind her.

“Please, just come to the party. You can stay as long as you’d like. We just need a lot of people there who love and support Bobby.”

Lena thought about it for a moment. She knew that she shouldn’t be going anywhere near SAMCRO, but she felt her resolve giving in. “Fine. I’ll go.”

Jax gave her a small smirk, before crowding her space. “I can give you a ride. I know you miss riding the bike.”

Lena huffed, rolling her eyes, as she tried to ignore the closeness of Jax. “If I say yes, will you leave me alone?”

“Maybe.” Jax playfully teased. “I have to go finish up some things, but I’ll be back in an hour to come and get you.”

“I feel like you’ve just set a trap, and I fell for it.”

Jax just gave her a warm smile. “Thanks for the talk. I’ll see you later.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her cheek, before retreating from her sight.

Lena sighed in frustration the moment she heard Jax close her front door. She had a feeling that she was going to regret this.

Lena can admit that she did kind of miss riding on the back of Jax’s bike. She always loved how freeing it felt and the wind whipping across her hair and skin. She also loved feeling so close to Jax, as she held onto him tightly.

When Jax pulled his bike into Teller-Morrow, the party was already in full swing. Classic rock music blasted in the air, while bikers entertained themselves with booze and scantily clad croweaters.

Lena hopped off of Jax’s bike, straightening out her skirt. Jax followed right behind her, taking the helmet he gave her, and sitting it on the handle of the bike.

Lena turned her attention to her ex as his bright blues looked her up and down, a small smirk forming across his handsome features. The small amount of annoyance she felt was nothing compared to the butterflies she was feeling at his open staring. But she wasn’t going to show it.

“What?”

Jax shook his head, his eyes trailing up her thick frame in the outfit she chose to wear for the night. It was the right amount of sexy without the skanky. “You look good, Lee.”

Just those simple words caused Lena’s cheeks to burn in a blush, but again, she was not going to play into his games tonight. She was here for Bobby and Bobby only.

“Don’t do that.” Lena chastised her ex playfully.

“Don’t do what?” Jax questioned in feigned innocence.

“Be you.” Lena spat, causing Jax to let out a small chuckle. “Jax Teller; pretty boy outlaw, who can charm the panties off of any dumb broad who walks his way. Me being here, don’t change nothing between us, Jackson. I mean it.”

Jax shrugged in a nonchalant manner, taking a step closer to Lena. “Maybe. Maybe not. And besides you’re not some dumb broad.” He reached up to caress his calloused thumb across the softness of her cheekbone.

Lena, still not falling for his charms, pulled back from his touch. Her perfectly arched brows furrowed in confusion. “What the hell does that mean?”

Jax pretended that her rejection didn’t hurt, as he took another step toward her. “It means, let’s just celebrate Bobby coming home, and we’ll talk about us later.”

Lena shook her head, quickly stopping her ex in his tracks, pressing her hand against the Vice President patch on the kutte he proudly wore. She tried to ignore the warmth she felt beneath her fingertips. “There is no us, Jax.”

Jax just gave Lena another smirk, leaning forward. Her heart began to beat faster in her chest, the closer his mouth got to hers. He then bypassed her awaiting lips, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

Jax then whispered into her ear, “we’ll see about that.”

Lena’s body shuddered involuntarily, and she hated herself even more. She could already feel her resolve starting to crumble a little bit more.

Damn him. She thought.

Fuck that. Damn me.

Lena then felt Jax reach down and grab her hand, locking their fingers, and pulling her over to the picnic table where the rest of SAMCRO welcomed her with open arms. They were excited to see that she was around. It was as if she had never left.

Lena then looked up to see the Queen of SAMCRO herself approaching her with a grin that matched Jax’s.

“Don’t look at me like that, Gem.” Lena pointed out to her ex’s mom. “I know what you’re thinking. I’m just here for Bobby.” As she kept reiterating. She thought if she kept saying it out loud, it would actually be believable enough.

“I wasn’t thinking anything, sweetheart.” Gemma said, the shit-eating grin still plastered on her face as she leaned in to kiss Lena’s cheek and wrapped her arm around her son’s ex’s shoulder pulling her into an embrace. “How you been? You doin’ alright?”

“I’m fine, Gemma.”

“Come on, let’s go and get you a drink.” Gemma then pulled Lena away, but not before Lena glanced back at Jax, who just smiled and gave her a wink in the process.

Lena knew exactly what this was. Let the men talk about club business, while the women-folk occupied themselves with other things.

Of course in the few weeks that Lena had been away, the clubhouse hadn’t changed one bit. No matter how much she, or the croweaters, or even the Prospect had scrubbed the place from bottom to top, it always reeked of stale beer, cigarettes, and pussy.

Tonight was definitely no different. Especially, since there was fresh (or not so fresh, depending on how you looked at it) pussy on full display. Whether it was swinging from the stripper pole or buried under Bobby’s face.

Grossed out, Lena had had enough, and decided to go in search for Jax, who had disappeared out of nowhere. That hadn’t surprised Lena at all. She was no longer in the company of his mother, who called it a night and went to go relieve Neeta of her babysitting duties. She volunteered to tag along, but Gemma turned her down. So, she found herself just wandering outside of the clubhouse.

Lena immediately spotted Opie, sitting at the picnic table by himself. Her heart dropped at the sight of Jax’s best friend. He didn’t look good at all. She knew that him losing Donna was still hitting him hard.

“I knew I’d find you out here.”

Opie immediately looked up to see Lena approaching him, as he tried to plaster a smile on his face. He then stood to his feet, his 6 foot plus frame towering over her, as he embraced her in a hug.

“It’s good to see you, Ope.” Lena was the first to pull away, as they both took a seat at the table. “I’m glad you’re home and safe. I hope your trip gave you some clarity.”

Opie shrugged, finishing off his beer, and tossing it into the trash barrel. “I’m not exactly sure what it did for me. I come back home and Donna still ain’t here.”

Lena’s stomach clenched, as she reached out to give his arm a small squeeze. “I’m so sorry, Ope.”

Opie sighed heavily, and Lena could tell how much he was feeling sorry for himself. “I forgot to thank you for helping with the kids and helping to take care of everything for Donna’s service.”

“You don’t have to worry about that.” Lena shook her head. Thanking her was the least of his worries. “So, how are the kids?”

“They’re alright, I guess.” Opie gave another shrug.

“You guess?” Lena questioned. “Please, don’t tell me you’re avoiding your kids, Ope? They need you now more than ever.”

“Kind of like how Jax needs you?” Opie quickly countered, but immediately regretted it.

“What?” Lena asked, taken aback. “My relationship with Jax is nothing comparable to you and the kids losing Donna.”

Again Opie released a deep breath. “I know that, Lee. Listen, I took Donna for granted when she was here.” He paused, swallowing thickly. “You and Jax —you’re good for him, Lee. Please realize that before it’s too late.”

Now it was Lena’s turn to swallow thickly at Opie’s words. Looking up into his baby blues, she let his words sink in, before standing to her feet. “Go home to your kids, Ope.” She told him, leaning down to place a kiss on his bearded cheek.

Lena was now really ready to call it a night and go the hell home. So, she went in search for Jax. As she began to look for her ex, Opie’s words kept burning in the back of her mind. She tried to erase them and pretend as if he never said them. She knew that she and Jax had to work through a bunch of bullshit, aside from his indiscretion with his doctor ex, to even begin to think about trying to right the wrongs.

Of course Lena still loved Jax. That was something that she knew that wasn’t going anywhere any time soon.

But was that love even enough?

Lena had stumbled onto her answer the moment she found Jax. He was currently sitting on his bike, nursing a cigarette, while smirking (yes, the same smirk), up at some scantily clad, bleached blonde standing between his legs.

Lena recognized that bad dye job and flat ass from anywhere. Ima Tite was one of Luann’s little porn sluts. Now Lena would never judge a person by their job considering the man she was in love with was an actual criminal. But that stringy haired, no ass having bitch was on another level trifling whore. Where Tara was more of a quiet and reserved whore, Ima wore her skankiness on her sleeve. Or more like on her rancid pussy that was always hanging out of the lack of clothing she liked to not wear.

Lena knew for a while that Ima was trying to push up on Jax, but he always said that he wasn’t interested in someone’s pussy who’d been around the block a couple of times.

Lena guessed that had changed now.

Clearing her throat, Lena approached the pair. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but Jackson, I’m gonna head home.”

Jax was surprised to see Lena now standing before him, not looking too happy, at the compromising position he was in. He quickly pushed Ima off of him and stood to his feet. “Lee,” he called out to his ex, who was already trying to get away from him. “Shit.”

Lena just wanted to get away. She didn’t get too far though. She felt Jax grab her elbow and turned around to face him.

“That wasn’t what it looked like.” Jax tried to explain, but he knew that this was going to fall on deaf ears.

Lena took a deep breath, calming the urge to go off on him and that nasty bitch. She was trying to tell herself that Jax was no longer her responsibility anymore. “Jax, you don’t need to explain anything to me. You can do whatever and whoever you want. Even if that is skanky porn sluts.” She seethed, but loudly enough for Ima to roll her eyes at. “So, goodnight, I’m going home.”

Jax tried to stop her again. “Lee, don’t. Let me at least give you a ride home.”

Lena chuckled sarcastically, snatching her arm from his grip. “Oh no,” she threw up a hand, “I don’t want to take up any more of your time. You go and have fun, Jax.” She shooed him back to Ima, who was still desperately lingering next to Jax’s bike.

“Lee, stop.” Jax gritted, chasing Lena once again, but she was too quick for him. “That’s not what I meant. Lee, please.”

Lena just ignored Jax’s pleas and continued on her way out of Teller-Morrow with Jax still trailing behind her. She was only focused on getting away.

Lena knew that she shouldn’t have come to this party. Of course, she’d live to regret it. Jax hanging around Ima, while making promises to fix things between them only proved that they were not ready to start over. She knew that his wandering penis would always be a problem in their relationship.

When Lena finally stopped walking, she realized that Jax was no longer following behind her and that she had walked pretty far away from the garage. The sound of a revving engine startled her, as she quickly found herself running into the closest alleyway. The last thing she wanted was for Jax to try to get her back on his bike.

A procession of bikes zoomed right passed her hiding spot, and Lena breathed a sigh of relief. When the coast was clear, she continued on her way. She knew of a bus stop that just on the other side of the alley.

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While Lena silently cursed herself for letting herself fall for Jax’s charms again, she hadn’t noticed the vehicle that was slowly creeping up behind her. It wasn’t until those bright headlights casted a shadow over her form.

Annoyed that Jax had found her, Lena slowly turned around to face him. She was immediately shocked and surprised to not find Jax’s bike behind her. Fear and trepidation took over at the stark white van that had come to a complete stop.

Panic began to bubble in the pit of Lena’s stomach, as the engine to the van died, but the headlights stayed on. The driver and passenger doors opened, as two masked figures stepped out. Her heart raced, and she jumped in fright as the figures slammed their doors shut in unison.

“What do you guys want?” Lena questioned, that fear intensifying in her gut.

The two figures just stood there, intimidatingly, not saying a word.

Although her feet felt like lead stuck in cement, Lena thought to make a run for it. But she didn’t make it far, as a third masked figure appeared before her. She immediately noticed a tattoo on the throat of her terror, before his fist collided with the side of her face.

Lena cried out, now feeling herself being dragged by her hair back toward the van. With every bit of energy she had left, she tried to kick and scream her way out of their hold. Her scream suddenly died in her throat, the feeling of the wind being immediately knocked out of her lungs. She had been thrown against the side of the cold, brick wall, causing her to cry out in pain.

“Please,” Lena sobbed, every scenario of her trying to escape what was going to happen to her, flashed through her mind, “what do you want?”

The figure that held Lena steady against the wall, amidst her struggling. She then felt him lean forward, his breath sending a disgusted shudder down her spine.

“I want you to deliver a message for me, nigger.” The figure spat, and Lena felt sick to her stomach. “I want you to tell that race-traiting old man of yours and his little biker gang, to stop selling guns to other niggers and wetbacks.” He continued, getting frustrated at her struggling. He then slammed her face into the wall harder for emphasis. “If not, bitch, we will find you and do this again.”

Lena let out another choked sob, as she was then carelessly thrown to the ground, the side of her head bouncing off the wet pavement. Her screams of protest went unheard over the heavy weight now pressing against her spine.

Lena continued to struggle, trying her hardest to try and fight back, but they were just too overpowering for her. She then felt the stockings she wore being torn to scraps, followed by her underwear.

Lena tried to plead with them not to do this, but that all went ignored. A strong hand covered her mouth, and she let out a muffled scream when her worst nightmare came true. Her body felt like it was being ripped in half as she was now being violated in the worst way possible.

Lena finally stopped her struggle, now feeling completely numb to it all. By the time that each of them were done with her, guilt and shame covered her from head to toe. To add insult to injury, she was warned once again to tell Jax and SAMCRO to stop selling to color or they’d find her and do it all again.

When those headlights finally disappeared, Lena finally let out the choked sob that she had been holding in, curling into herself.

She had no idea what to do next.

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Riverdale OC Masterlist

Name: Amethyst Andrews

Story: (Cast Not Your Stone at the) Wayward Daughter

Series: (Child, They’re) Seeking Weakness Tonight

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Kaya Scodelario as Effy Stonem

Love interest: queerplatonic poly Serpents, endgame romantic Sweet Pea

Summary: Amethyst Adams was 8 years old when her father died, 12 when she joined the Serpents, and 15 when her adoptive father, Fred Andrews, was shot in a diner. Between trying to run a gang, keep her family alive, and maybe, just maybe, not die along the way, her return to Riverdale never had a chance of going smoothly.

Name: Aaliya Andrews

Story: My Brother’s Keeper

Series: (In Their Triumph Die) Like Fire And Powder

Face claim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Jason Blossom; eventual Sweet Pea & Fangs Fogarty

Summary: Aaliya Andrews loved her brother more than anything, and she would do anything for him; even keep her summer a secret. Archie didn’t need to know that she’d joined the Southside Serpents towards the end of their freshman year, he didn’t need to know that she’d done a strip show in a sketchy biker bar to earn the jacket that she hid in the back of her closet, and he definitely didn’t need to know that she’d started that fateful Fourth of July by waking up in bed with Jason Blossom. But then sophomore year starts, and with that comes cheerleading and football, playing guitar and talking about going professional, her boyfriend’s - now ex boyfriend’s, she’d suppose - body being found in the river, and an investigation that threatens to reveal every secret she’s ever kept.

Name: Abigail Adler

Face claim: Hailee Steinfeld

Fic: Swan Song

Series: tbd

Love Interest: Archie Andrews

Name: Addison “Addy” Blake

Face claim: Troian Bellisario

Fic: Alike In Dignity

Series: (From Ancient Grudge) Break To New Mutiny

Love Interest: Sweet Pea & Toni Topaz

Summary: Addison Blake had it all. Class president at Greendale Prep, captain of the field hockey team, reigning champion of Riverdale’s Country Club’s teen tennis tournament, all around top girl. But when a shocking scandal shuts her school down and she’s forced to start at Riverdale High, she sleds than impressed—especially when she learns that an entire gang is transferring there too. When one of the boys catches her eye, she tells herself that she can resist the electricity she feels, but something is hanging in the stars, and star crossed lovers have never had a chance.

(A Riverdale retelling of Romeo and Juliet)

Name: Adelynn Andrews-Smith

Story: Abyss

Series: (If It Hadn’t Been What It Was) It Would Have Been Beautiful

Face claim: Phoebe Tonkin

Summary: Back in 2000, Mary Andrews was told that she could never have kids; and so, she and Fred looked into adoption. They found eight year old Adelynn Smith; and despite her temper and how many families had given up on her, they knew that she was perfect for their little family. And when Mary miraculously got pregnant with Archie a couple of years later, they were thrilled that their family was going to grow. And for several years, everything was perfect. They knew, and Adelynn knew, who her parents were; they allowed and encouraged her to develop her relationship with her father; and they always listened when she talked about her long-since adopted twin brother. And when, shortly after Fred is shot, Adelynn tells them that the Chic claiming to be Charles Smith is definitely not her brother, they listen.

Name: Alina Allan

Story: Violent Delights

Series: (I Don’t Give A Damn About) My Bad Reputation

Face claim: Krysten Ritter

Love Interest: FP Jones

Name: Ally Andrews

Story: Home Again

Series: (Make This Place) Your Home

Face claim: Adelaide Kane

Name: Amber Andrews

Story: Petrichor

Series: tbd

Face claim: Kennedy McMann

Name: Anastasia Andrews

Story: Say I’m In Too Deep

Series: (Cause I’ve Still Got) A Lot of Fight Left in Me

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Bella Thorne

Love interest: Jughead Jones

Summary: Starting high school was supposed to be fun, right? Apparently whoever said that had never found their brother hooking up with the pedophilic music teacher on their first day, but Anastasia Andrews could tell you from experience, that ruined it. And if Archie was lying about his relationship with Grundy, could that mean he was also lying about July 4th? She might not care about Jason Blossom, but she cared about protecting her brother, and if the best way to do that was to team up with Jughead Jones to solve the case themselves, well, she’d do it.

Name: Angela DeSantos

Story: Gold Lie Promises

Series Title: (This Town) That Never Loved Me

Face claim: Sofia Carson as Evie

Love interest: Veronica Lodge

Summary: Angela De Santos was a born Serpent, although she and her twin brother didn’t officially join until they were thirteen. She loved the Serpents, she really did, and she would do anything for them. So when her brother got roped into disposing of Jason Blossom’s body, she kept her mouth shut; when he got assigned to seduce the Keller kid to keep an eye on the investigation, she gave him a folder of research on all of his interests and hobbies; and when she got assigned to seduce the Lodge heiress to keep an eye on her parents? Well, it’d hardly be the worst thing she’s done for the gang, so long as she can keep her own feelings out of the mix.

Name: Ariel Blossom

Title: I’m No Princess of Pain

Series: (Something) Next to Normal

Face claim: Holland Roden

Love interest: Malachai

Summary: As the oldest Blossom child, Ariel was always supposed to inherit the family business. But after learning the truth she rejected the “maple industry”, moving to California the day after she graduated. Pursuing her dream of acting and modelling, she had no desire to ever look back. She wouldn’t have ever stepped foot in Riverdale again, if not for her baby brother’s corpse being found with a bullet hole in the head.

Name: Artemisia Andrews

Story: Watch What Happens

Series: (If You Get Lost) You Can Always Be Found

Face claim: Katie Douglas

Summary: When Arti Andrews first left Riverdale during her parents’ divorce, she was happy to get away from the small town and live in a big city. But over the years, things changed, and she wanted nothing more than to go home and reunite with her dad and her twin brother. So when, five years later, Ari Andrews is finally going home, she couldn’t be more excited. But Riverdale isn’t the town that she remembers, and with all of the secrets she’s keeping, the stakes are higher than ever.

Name: Astoria Topaz

Story: There’s A Fire Burning In My Bones

Series: (Hell Is Empty) And All The Devils Are Here

Face claim: China Anne McClain

Love interest: Jughead Jones

Summary: Astoria Topaz was a Serpent by blood, and by choice. She joined with her twin sister and their two best friends, Fangs and Sweet Pea, when they were all thirteen, and had quickly risen in the ranks among teenagers. She never expected to be a leader though, until FP Jones got arrested. Suddenly there was a hole that needed to be filled, and apparently Astoria would have to fill it. That’s fine, she’s a born Serpent and knows how to keep her family together–or she did, until Jughead Jones walks into the Wyrm, suddenly ready to take on his legacy. But still, Astoria was born a Serpent, and she’ll die a Serpent, she’ll live as a Serpent come hell or high water.

Name: Barbie Booth

Story: New Girl In Town

Series: (Cause I Am) So Much Better Than Before

Face claim: Candice King

Summary: By fifteen, Barbie Booth already had her eye on the prize: early admission to Tisch for musical theatre, followed by an upper east side apartment with her best friend Veronica Lodge - who would be studying business at Columbia, and then starring as Elle Woods in a revival of Legally Blonde The Musical. But her plan didn’t include Veronica’s dad getting arrested, and her other half moving to some bumfuck town called Riverdale, leaving her alone for her sophomore year at Spence. And it definitely didn’t account for her parents up and moving them to Riverdale, for reasons that they refused to explain. But at least she’d be with Ronnie again, and at least Ronnie told her that Riverdale High wasn’t as bad as they’d imagined. But then they get to Riverdale, and her plans really go to shit -not only did her parents not research the town that they were moving to, but they bought a house on the south side of the town, dooming her to the rundown school on the wrong side of the tracks, riddled with gangs, murder investigations and, worst of all, no musical theatre program.

Name: Beatrix Bishop

Fandom: Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Story: (Taking This One) To The Grave

Face claim: Jenny Boyd

Love interest: Harvey Kinkle

Summary: Beatrix Bishop was special, even within her world. With a great something grandmother who was executed in the Salem witch trials, whose daughter, also Bea’s great something grandmother, was executed in the Greendale witch trials, she had the legacy every witch dreamed of. But with it came a hatred of the human world, and the humans within it. She’s never questioned her mother’s lectures on the subject, accepting them at face value. But when her best friend, practically her brother, becomes obsessed with the Spellman girl, Bea finds herself being dragged along for the ride, and on the way finds herself meeting a human boy who forces her to question everything she’s ever known about humans.

Name: Becca Jackson

Story: Everybody Else’s Girl

Series: (Maybe One Day) She’ll Be Her Own

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Sofia Carson

Summary: The middle Cooper sister, Stevie never really knew or cared about the Riverdale drama or the Cooper drama, because she was “eat, sleep, breathe, gymnastics”. She didn’t even live in Riverdale, she lived just outside of New York City at an elite facility, where top athletes could train with the best of the best, while also attending a school designed to accommodate their training.

She knew that Polly had been dating Jason Blossom, but didn’t really care as long as Polly was happy; she knew that Betty had been in love with their neighbour since she was eight, and that she was spending the summer with some fancy internship, but that was it.

But after a broken wrist takes her out of gymnastics for a while and she has to trade her gymnastics-oriented boarding school for Riverdale High, just in time for the first day of class, she realizes exactly how much shit her little sister is caught up in, at school and at home, and god help anyone who tries to stop her from protecting her.

Name: Bella Baxter

Story: The Beauty of A Secret

Series: (Civil Blood) Makes Civil Hands Unclean

Face claim: Ciara Bravo

Love interest: Reggie Mantle, Sweet Pea & Fangs Fogarty

Summary: Bella Baxter is as Northside as they come. Raised in a two story house with a white picket fence, River Vixen since freshman year, best friends include Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper, Kevin Keller, and Jughead Jones. The only thing that isn’t “proper Northside” about her is simple, FP Jones, the Serpent King himself, is her godfather–and more importantly, has been her legal guardian since she was ten years old. Bella has clung desperately to her Northside image for the past five years, but when Jason Blossom goes missing, it’s time to decide: is her loyalty to her family or to the persona she’s so carefully crafted.

Name: Beverly Mantle

Story: Steady Satellite

Series: (I’ll Walk Through) Hell With You

Face claim: Arden Cho

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty & Sweet Pea

Summary: Everyone at Riverdale High knew the Mantles. Beverly and Reginald, Bev and Reg, as inseparable as they’d been in the womb. Vice-Captain of the River Vixens and Vice-Captain of the Bulldogs, they were untouchable. And Jason Blossom’s murder only brought them closer together. They’d never had any secrets from each other, it was them against the world. Or it was, until a fight causes Beverly to run away, to cross the bridge to the Southside, where she meets two boys as attractive as they are mysterious, and she knows that she can never let Reggie find out.

Name: Caden “Adder” Archer

Story: Snake Bite

Series: (In Unity) There Is Strength

Face claim: Tyler Posey

Summary: Caden and Carson Archer, Adder and Asp to most of the world, had always been inseperable. Even as young children, stuck in the Sisters Of Quiet Mercy orphanage, they were always together. So when the Archers showed up, looking to foster a child, they knew they had to take the pair. Growing up on the Southside brought them closer, and the duo found themselves joining the Serpents together and quickly embracing their new names; Adder, dangerous but only when provoked, and Asp, unassuming but volatile and lethal. But even after they joined the gang, found themselves an extended family in the form of rough around the edge bikers, they were always closest with each other. And that’s why they’re the only ones who know the truth - on July 3rd, Caden and Carson Archer were hooking up with Cheryl and Jason Blossom and on July 4th, they heard a gunshot.

Name: Cain Spellman

Fandom: Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Story: Inheritance

Face claim: Dylan Sprayberry

Love Interest: Nyx Nightshade

Name: Cameron Newton

Story: Ghost Of The City

Series: (The Ashes Of The People) You Really Meant To Be

Face claim: Maia Mitchell

Love Interest: Archie Andrews

Summary: After the creep in a black suit - the Gargoyle King - took over her town and sent her parents to work at his prison-slash-drug-den, Cameron Newton really didn’t think that anything could surprise her. And then the so-called Red Paladin showed up with nothing but his best friend an an absolute determination to destroy the man who ruined his life. Well, Cam can relate, and she quickly appoints herself as their third musketeer - if only she’d known what the quest had in store for her, for all of them.

Name: Candy Barker

Story: Sweet As Sugar

Series: (The Loneliness) Of Loving You

Face claim: Elizabeth Gillies

Love Interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Candy Barker knew that the Blossom and Cooper children didn’t know that they were related. She also knew that they didn’t know that there had been a third brother once, who broke off from the family and changed his name to Barker. And that was fine with her, she could keep the secret from her cousins - it’s not like they’d ever talk to ‘Southside Scum’ anyways. No, Candy had no problem with keeping the secret between herself and her closest friends. At least, not until Jason Blossom is murdered in the Wyrm and Candy’s life gets thrown into madness.

Name: Carolyn Cooper

Story: Dirty Little Secret

Series: (So Many Secrets We Keep) Like Knives Between Our Teeth

Face claim: Dianna Agron

Love Interest: Reggie Mantle, Archie Andrews, endgame Poly Serpents

Name: Carson “Asp” Archer

Story: Snake Bite

Series: (In Unity) There Is Strength

Face claim: Shay Mitchell

Name: Carter “Lilith” Lane

Story: No Sweet Dream

Series: (I Keep A Record Of) The Wreckage Of My Life

Face claim: Nina Dobrev

Summary: Everyone at Riverdale High had heard of the infamous Serpent, Lilith Lane, and the equally dangerous Ghoulie, Carter. But no one would have guessed that they were the same person, let alone that she was their very own Carter Lane.

Carter “Lilith” Lane was something completely unheard of in Riverdale - a Ghoulie and a Serpent. Born to parents in rival gangs, she’s never really known who she was. Lilith Lane didn’t deal anything harder than weed; she was a party girl; she was very vocal about hating the Serpent Dance. Carter was the best drug dealer in town; a street racing champion; a part time stripper. And Carter Lane? She was little more than a ghost; a River Vixen who hated Cheryl Blossom, the main supplier for Bulldog parties who never showed up herself; someone who everybody knew of but who nobody knew.

It had always been easy to keep those parts of herself separate. And then summer came around; Carter Lane got emancipated, Carter moved into the House Of The Dead, and Lilith Lane dumped Jason Blossom’s body into Sweetwater River. And she’s fine.

But then school starts up again, and when Jughead Jones decides to investigate the events of the summer, her worlds start to collide.

Name: Cecilia Chambers

Story: Miss Americana And The Serpent Prince

Series: (Voted Most Likely To) Run Away With You

Face claim: Josephine Langford

Love Interest: Jughead Jones

Summary: In a town like Riverdale, everybody knew everything about everyone. Or at least they liked to think that they did. And they certainly thought that they knew everything about Cecilia Chambers. They thought that she was the perfect All-American girl, the sweet, blonde, girl next door type. They didn’t know that she was a Southside Serpent, born and raised. They didn’t know that FP Jones was her godfather, and her parents’ best friend. They didn’t know that, when Archie bailed last minute, she was the one FP went to, whom he begged to get Jughead out of town for the summer. And even she didn’t know why, didn’t know what dark secrets he was trying to protect them from. But she agreed, and found herself embarking on a cross country road trip with Jughead Jones.

Name: Charlotte Jones

Title: No One Has to Know

Series: (This Time Maybe) I’ll Be Bulletproof

Face claim: Britt Robertson

Love Interest: Malachai

Summary: Alice Smith told FP Jones that she was pregnant, and he decided to raise their daughter. Serpent princess, heir to the mantle, and protective older sister, Charlotte would do anything for her family, including keep the secret about what happened to Jason Blossom; and she knew the truth, she dumped the body.

Trying to protect her brother without letting him in on the secret should have been easy, if only he hadn’t decided to write a novel about what happened on the Fourth of July.

Name: Christine Cooper

Title: Young & Beautiful

Series: (When I’ve Got Nothing But) My Aching Soul

Face claim: Sasha Pieterse

Love Interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Christine Cooper had always gone after what she wanted. She’d gone after the Queen Bee title of Riverdale High, ruling the school with her best friend Cheryl. She’d gone after her older sister’s boyfriend, sneaking into Thornhill for clandestine hookups with Jason. She’d gone after the picture perfect life, existing in a different world from most of the town. And everything she went after, she got. She got the popularity, she got the boy, she got the dream tv life. And then Jason ran away with Polly - no, then Jason died. And the perfect, lovely, completely fake life that Chris had build fell apart.

Name: Circe Blackwood

Fandom: Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Story: Shadows

Face claim: Danielle Campbell

Love Interest: Nick Scratch

Name: Daphne Dwyer

Fandom: Katy Keene

Story: Pasts That Haunt

Face claim: Leighton Meester

Summary: Of course Daphne Dwyer remembered Riverdale, how could she not? Even when she wanted to, there were too many reminders: daily texts from her former foster brothers, Fangs and Sweet Pea, the leather jacket that she hid so carefully in the back of her closet, and, especially, the serpent tattoo she covered up every single morning. But she wasn’t a teenage biker gang member anymore. No, she had left that behind her when she was fourteen, when she was adopted and moved to New York, when she began to climb the ladder as an Upper East Side socialite. Now she’s up and coming designer DeeDee; now her past is in her past and she’s only looking forward; now her best friend Katy is introducing their newest roommate - her former brother’s former fling, the daughter of Riverdale’s last mayor, Josie freaking McCoy

Name: Delaney “DC” Carlyle

Story: This Business Of Surviving

Series: (I Am Done With My) Graceless Heart

Face claim: Kristine Froseth

Love Interest: Endgame Jughead Jones & Archie Andrews

Summary: Matthew Carlyle was innocent, Delaney would bet her life on it. But, despite DC’s absolute belief in her father’s innocence, the FBI agent was still arrested for the murder of his fellow agent, Christopher Wells. So Delaney’s mother packed up their house in Washington, DC and moved her daughter back to her own hometown. But when they get to Riverdale they find a town shaken to its core by the disappearance of Jason Blossom. Honestly, DC couldn’t have cared less; she only cared about solving her father’s case and proving his innocence. At least until her mom brings her to the local Drive-In and everything changes. First, she meets a boy in the projection booth who’s writing a novel about the murder; then she meets a man who turns out to be that boy’s father, her mom’s childhood best friend, and a gang leader - a gang that her mom is apparently a part of; finally she meets another boy, one with a snake tattooed on his neck and an undeniable magnetism. That’s when her whirlwind summer begins. But just as quickly as it started, her summer of romance, Serpents, and mysteries ends, and it’s time to make her space in a new school. DC is ready to put the past behind her and focus on the future, when in walks the daughter of Hiram Lodge - the last man her father put in jail.

Name: Devon Cross

Title: Estivation

Series: tbd

Face claim: Kat Dennings

Name: Doria Mary Wallis

Title: My Way

Series: tbd

Face claim: Jenny Boyd

Name: Drake Dawson

Title: Son Of Steel

Series: (Cause He’s) Stronger Than You Know

Face claim: Matthew Daddario

Summary: FP Jones and Derek Dawson had done everything together. They’d been Southsiders at Riverdale High together, they’d joined the Serpents together, they’d joined the army together, they’d even gone to Afghanistan together. But only FP came back. Drake Dawson had been raised by FP Jones for as long as he could remember, had idolized the man who was like a father to him, and had always tried to make him proud. And now, after four years of military service, the Serpent Prince is back in Riverdale. But everything has changed, and Drake no longer recognizes the town he grew up in.

Name: Emily Blossom

Story: Bloom

Series: (They Whisper In The Hallway) She’s A Bad, Bad Girl

Face claim: Debby Ryan

Love Interest: Jughead Jones

Name: Everett Evernever

Story: Ain’t From No Heaven

Series: (This Is The Start) Of How It All Ends

Face claim: Madison Davenport

Love Interest: poly Serpents

Summary: Of course Everett Evernever loved the Farm. Of course she respected her father and of course she pretended that her mother was her sister. Of course she only had one kidney and a partial liver. She would never consider anything else, would never question Edgar’s rulings. At least, not until her psychology class started to study cults. And the more Everett learned, the more things seemed familiar. But the Farm couldn’t be a cult, could it? It was her family. So she started acting out, determined to prove herself wrong. And that’s when Alice Cooper comes into the picture. In order to prove her loyalty and dedication, Alice is assigned to set Everett back on the right track. And it’s while she’s living with the Coopers that Everett meets the Southside Serpents, and her perfectly planned, perfectly secret life is thrown into a whirlwind.

Name: Evan “Fairy” Fogarty

Story: Don’t Take My Kindness For Weakness

Series: (Gonna Feel Me) When I Fight Back

Face claim: Lana Condor

Love interest: Sweet Pea & Jughead Jones

Summary: Evan Fogarty has been affectionately known as “Fairy” by the Serpents since she was nine years old, trailing after her brother and his best friend. It was Sweet Pea who came up with it, thought it was fitting for the sweet girl who paired a leather jacket with pastels, a switchblade with her ice capps, and razor blades with her pigtails, and honestly? She loved it. The Serpents, her family, knew that she was a lot tougher than she let on, but the Northsiders constantly underestimated her. They hear the nickname and expect an airhead child, not a girl who’s been taking care of her sick mother since she was ten. They expect a naïve fool, not the brains to her brother’s brawn. And yeah, she’d rather make peace with the Northsiders than start an all our turf war, but if that’s what’s happening, she’ll still be on the front lines. And when FP Jones is arrested for a murder she knows he didn’t commit, Evan knows that war has finally come to Riverdale.

Name: Fallon Parris “FP” Jones

Story: Every Day Is Like a Battle

Series: (We’re On the) Road to Ruin

AO3 | FFNet | Wattpad

Face claim: Brenna D'Amico

Love interest: Toni Topaz, Sweet Pea, Reggie Mantle

Summary: Fallon Parris Jones, FP to her friends, was taken to Toledo against her will when her parents separated. She would have stayed, for Jellybean, except her dad called her and told her that her twin had just been hauled in and questioned for murder. Fallon may play at obedience, but her twin’s wellbeing is always the most important thing in the world, so she hops on the next bus to Riverdale with no intention of leaving him ever again. It isn’t until she arrives that she finds out just how deep her family is in this mess, and clearly no one else can be counted on to fix everything. Armed with nothing but her well-worn Serpent jacket, a switchblade, and an unstoppable determination to protect her brother, Riverdale is about to find out that they messed with the wrong family.

Name: Francesca Jones

Story: Living In Sin

Series: (Something Dangerous About) The Boredom Of Teenage Girls

Face claim: Lili Reinhart

Love Interest: poly Serpents (not Jughead of course)

Summary: Hal and Alice Cooper had only ever wanted two children, two perfect daughters for their perfect family. But when Alice found out that she was pregnant with twins, they agreed to keep both, and Francesca and Elizabeth Cooper were born. But then they found out that Francesca was deaf and, despite their decision to keep both twins, they were quick to give her to the Sisters of Quiet Mercy.

Shortly after Jughead was born, Gladys Jones was told that she could no longer have kids. Devastated, she and FP were quick to look into adoption, and found the perfect addition to their family; Francesca.

Francesca Paige Jones grew up on the Southside with her brother Jughead and their miracle sister Jellybean, although she chose to stay on the Southside and not interact with the other side of town, despite knowing that she had a twin sister and biological parents somewhere across the tracks, despite knowing that Jughead was even friends with her twin. But then Gladys and Jellybean move to Toledo, Jughead leaves home, FP helps dispose of Jason Blossom’s body, and suddenly the Northside is paying attention to them. She would have been perfectly happy to fly under the radar, to continue to pretend that she had no ties to the Northside, had she not come face to face with a mirror image of herself named Betty Cooper.

Name: Genevieve Grundy

Story: Perfect Stranger

Series: (Don’t Like Your) Little Lies

Face claim: Natalia Dyer

Love interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Genevieve Grundy wasn’t a born Serpent like her friends, but she was still Southside through and through. She’d been raised on the Southside by her grandma, until her grandmother died and she was taken in by Serpent foster parents. She’d attended Southside High and joined the Serpents, she was a Southsider. Keyword being was. But after the Jason Blossom Incident, as they had taken to calling it, Gen found herself being moved to the Northside. She would be fine, she told herself, she could still visit her friends and it might be nice to go to a better school. She would be fine. And she almost believed it, until she walked into her first music class of the year, only to find that the teacher was using her grandmother’s name.

Name: Harley Day

Story: Legendary

Series: tbd

Face claim: Bianca Santos

Love interest: Poly Serpents

Name: Harper Hope Harrison

Story: My Demons and My Muse

Series: (Though It’s Truth You Find) It’s Innocence You Lose

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Dove Cameron

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty, eventual Fangs & Sweet Pea

Summary: In the midst of her parents’ messy divorce, Harper Harrison and her mom go to live with her mom’s cousin, Fred Andrews. She was really excited, her Uncle Fred was the coolest person ever, and apparently her cousin Archie is now as into music as she is. But after an accident during the drive to Riverdale lands her in the hospital instead of onstage, Harper has to reconsider everything she’s ever known. She doesn’t think that she could ever be on Broadway now, not after the accident left her with severe hearing loss, but the boy across the hall, recovering from a gunshot, is determined to prove otherwise.

Name: Hera Lodge

Story: Sins Of The Father

Series: (Came Into This World) Daddy’s Little Girl

Face claim: Camila Mendes

Name: Holli Hansen

Story: A Thousand Cuts

Series: tbd

Face claim: Skyler Samuels

Love interest: Poly Serpents

Name: Ivy “Vine” Verona

Title: Dreamers Often Lie

Series: (Look Like The Innocent Flower) But Be The Serpent Under’t

Summary: If there was one thing that Ivy Verona was good at, it was lying. She lied to the Northsiders; she said she was Northside pure, that her guardian was an accountant, that she’d never even heard of the Whyte Wyrm. She lied to the Southside too; she said she was flunking all her major classes, said cheerleading was only a front, said she planned to stay in Riverdale the rest of her life. And then there was the lie that she told the entire town - that she had no idea what might’ve happened to Jason Blossom.

Only her uncle FP and best friend Joaquin knew the truth. She’d been Jason’s dealer; she’d brought him to the Wyrm; she’d watched him die, and then washed away his blood; she dumped his body in the river and pretended it never happened.

But the biggest lie she told was to herself - that Jason Blossom’s death was not her fault.

Name: Jac Daniels

Story: Light In The Dark

Series: tbd

Face claim: Alycia Debnam-Carey

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty & Sweet Pea

Summary: Despite being a Southside Serpent, Jacqueline Daniels was one of the last truly good people in the town of Riverdale. Despite being surrounded by darkness, she wore her heart on her sleeve and always kept her heart open for more strays. Of course the majority of it was taken up by her three best friends and fellow Serpents, but when Jughead Jones transferred to Southside High, she knew there would be a place for him too. And there was, and Jughead found himself with a new tour guide slash bodyguard slash friend, whose open heart and pure soul were rivalled only by her fierce loyalty and protective nature. But even the brightest light in Riverdale has a breaking point, and when Northside drama starts to endanger her friends, her family, Jac may just discover her own.

Name: Jasmine Blossom

Story: Archaic

Series: tbd

Face claim: Abigail Cowen

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty & Sweet Pea

Name: Jennifer Andrews

Story: Two Can Keep a Secret (If One Of Them Is Dead)

Series: (Though It’s Truth You Find) It’s Innocence You Lose

Face claim: Dove Cameron

Love interest: FP Jones

Summary: Before there was Harper or Archie or Jughead, there was Jennifer and Fred and FP. The Rebel Girl, the All-American Boy, and Mr. Varsity. Jennifer and Fred Andrews may have been cousins, but they were as close as siblings, and rarely seen without their best friend FP Jones. They’d always been inseparable, and detention was no different. While Fred and FP were in trouble for streaking, Jen had gotten caught spray painting the boys’ locker room. It was just supposed to be one Saturday, but instead it ended with a corpse, hair dye, and a secret to bring to grave.

Name: Jennifer Andrews-Harrison

Story: My Demons and My Muse

Series: (Though It’s Truth You Find) It’s Innocence You Lose

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Kristin Chenoweth

Love interest: FP Jones

Summary: Jennifer Harrison (née Andrews) had been in love once and married once, but they weren’t the same man. She’d been in love with Forsythe Pendleton Jones Jr. since she was fifteen, although she only confessed it when she was sixteen and left Riverdale for good. She’d been twenty five and three months pregnant when she married Joseph Harrison, and they’d managed to put up with each other for sixteen years. But when she finally files for divorce, she realizes that she can’t keep her daughter in the middle of it, and moves her to Riverdale. She tells her boss that it’s to write an exposé on the small town now rife with crime and corruption–a girl had just been murdered during a school musical, after all–, she tells her cousin Fred that it’s for her daughter’s sake, and she tells the town that it’s to get away from her husband. She didn’t realize that going back to her hometown meant going back to a secret she buried twenty five years ago, or to feelings that she’d tried to bury the exact same day.

Name: Jett Jones

Story: Daddy Lessons

Series: (My Daddy Said) Shoot

Face claim: Crystal Reed

Love Interest: Jason Blossom, Archie Andrews

Name: Opal “Jewel” Cooper

Story: This Be The Verse

Series: (In This Town) There’s No One To Trust

Face claim: Grace Phipps

Love Interest: poly serpents (not Jughead, of course)

Summary: Opal Cooper, the youngest of the Cooper sisters, had always known that she was different. How could she not? Her dark hair made her the literal black sheep of her perfectly blonde family. Sure, her mom always claimed that she inherited it from her grandfather, but Opal knew that something was different. So, in the summer before she started high school, she did some digging. She wasn’t surprised at all to find she wasn’t a Cooper, but she was more than a little shocked to learn her biological father was none other than FP Jones. A simple desire to build a relationship with her real dad started Opal down a road that she never expected; a road of gangs and murder and nicknames. Starting high school armed with a switchblade and the truth about what happened to Jason Blossom, the newly nicknamed Jewel Cooper was nothing like the Opal anyone remembered.

Name: Julia Thomas

Story: Begin Again

Series: (For The First Time) What’s Past Is Past

Face claim: Lily James

Love Interest: FP Jones

Name: Juliet Capes

Story: Star Crossed

Series: (Never Was There) A Tale Of More Woe

Face claim: Sarah Jeffrey

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty

Summary: When Fangs Fogarty got dared to seduce the uptight Northside princess Juliet Capes, he knows it’s a dick move. But he also knows that it’ll get him his stripes, get him accepted with the teen serpents. The river vixen is easy to win over, and soon he’s claimed all of her firsts. Fangs would be happy to keep his motivations, and the gunshot they heard, a secret, but in a town like Riverdale, the truth always comes out, and someone always gets hurt.

Name: Fraser Paxton Jupiter Jones

Story: Amphisbaena

Series: tbd

Face claim: Dylan O’Brien

Love Interest: Poly Serpents (not Jughead)

Summary: Fraser Paxton Jones was many things. He was a Riverdale Bulldog, a Southside Serpent, Cheryl Blossom’s boyfriend, Jughead Jones’ big brother, FP Jones’ firstborn son; he was Jupiter Jones. The one thing he wasn’t was a murderer. But when Clifford Blossom showed up at the Wyrm in early summer, threatening to kill his little brother if the Serpents didn’t do what he said, the line between who Jupiter Jones was and wasn’t started to blur.

Name: Kathryn Keyes

Story: All That Glitters (Isn’t Gold)

Series: (Glory And Gore) Go Hand In Hand

Face claim: Olivia Holt

Love Interest: Archie Andrews

Summary: Kathryn Keyes loved growing up in Orange County. She loved the sunshine and the beaches, Disneyland and busy streets, shopping and even school. She loved that boxing classes, her dojo, and her ballet studio were all within five minutes of each other, with a Starbucks in between. Really, she loved everything about her perfect glittery life. But that didn’t stop her parents from moving her all the way across the country to some hick town called Riverdale. There’s no Disneyland or busy streets, no beaches or shopping, not even a Starbucks. But there’s a gym and a studio, a forest and a river, so her summer is spent boxing and dancing, running and swimming. And on July Fourth, she runs into something - a redhead boy who couldn’t be any older than she was, and a woman at least twice their age, and despite what they said, it definitely wasn’t just music lessons. But still, when the boy offers to walk her home, she says yes; she figures she might as well have one friend at her new school, after all.

But then they hear a gunshot and Kathryn finds herself drawn into the web of lies surrounding that day. She knew that helping to unravel the mystery would reveal some secrets, but she never expected to learn that her perfect glittery life in California wasn’t quite as golden as she thought.

Name: Kit Cooper

Story: It Gets Worse Here Every Day

Series: (I Might Be Okay) But I’m Not Fine At All

Face claim: Kiernan Shipka

Summary: Hal and Alice Cooper had only ever wanted two daughters. Two perfect daughters. They’d never wanted the third; the wild child, the unplanned twin. They were going to keep her, they weren’t going to separate Betty from her twin, but when Kit Cooper was diagnosed with severe hearing loss and that was the last straw. Only five years old, Kit was shipped off to The Sisters Of Quiet Mercy, out of sight, out of mind. They told her sisters that she was at a private care facility, one that was better equipped to handle her disability than they were. They would have gotten away with it, if ten years later they hadn’t sent Polly to the Sisters as well. Now the secret is out, and Betty and Polly will do whatever it takes to get their sister back.

Name: Kristiana Keller

Story: Silver Screen

Series: (Know the Water’s Sweet) But Blood Is Thicker

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Danielle Campbell

Love interest: Toni Topaz

Summary: If the Keller twins could explain one thing, just one thing, to the people of Riverdale, it would be that they were exhausted. With their father as Sheriff, it always seemed like they were held to a higher standard than the rest of the town. Lieutenant of the cheer squad and the best wrestler in his weight class; student body vice president and social coordinator; Model UN Secretary General and Chargé D’Affairs; 4.0 GPAs; and a secret to take to the grave. And if anyone found out that they heard the gunshot on the fourth of July, it might just be to the grave.

Name: Lola Lexington

Story: Living Like A Devil

Series: (Find Me) Where The Wild Things Are

Face claim: Emeraude Toubia

Love Interest: Toni Topaz, Sweet Pea

Name: Lyra Lovell

Story: Unconquerable

Series: (With A Devil) On Your Back

Face claim: Haley Lu Richardson

Love interest: Jughead Jones

Summary: When Jughead Jones moved to Toledo after his dad’s arrest, he thought that he was finally leaving Riverdale, and the Serpents, behind him. But when his mom introduces him to his guide, he knows that’ll be impossible. Lyra Lovell was a Serpent legacy like he was, and left her mom in Riverdale to move to Toledo with her dad. Being surrounded by the so-called Toledo Serpents would have been bad enough, but then FP is proven innocent and Gladys sends him straight back to Riverdale. Fully prepared for the worst, he’s pleasantly surprised to find out that Lyra has decided to go home too–if only they can find a way out of their seemingly inevitable destinies.

Name: Mallory Mason

Story: Lamb To The Slaughter

Series: (Sometimes I Think) I Hate You

Face claim: Willa Fitzgerald

Summary: Mallory Mason had been popular once - with Moose as her brother and Cheryl as her best friend, she couldn’t have been anything less. She had been popular once, and happy, and desperately in love with her best friend. And then she came out. At fourteen, Mal Mason was sent to the Sisters of Quiet Mercy for conversion therapy. At sixteen, her best friend and first crush shows up in Mal’s personal hell. And then she gets rescued, and drags Mal out with her. And suddenly, after two years, Mal has to face Riverdale again. And, more importantly, Mal has to face her family.

Name: Mila Turner

Story: Fearless

Series: tbd

Face claim: Victoria Justice

Name: Nova Nixon

Story: Serpentine

Series: (No I Won’t Smile) But I’ll Show You My Teeth

Face claim: Emma Dumont

Name: Nyx Nightshade

Fandom: Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Story: Inheritance

Face claim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Cain Spellman

Name: Olivia “Libby” Cooper

Story: Walls Come Tumbling Down

Series: (Does It Almost Feel Like) Nothing Changed At All

Faceclaim: Lily Collins

Love Interest: Sweet Pea & Fangs Fogarty

Summary: As much as Libby Cooper loved her sisters, and she truly did, it often felt like she was living with strangers. While Betty and Polly were thick as thieves, she never quite fit in. But she still knew her sisters better than anyone, and she knew that Polly wasn’t sick. No matter what their parents said, she knew her twin and she knew that something wasn’t quite right. She just never expected her investigation to bring her face to face with two magnetic Southside Serpents, and she definitely never expected to find herself feeling more at home with them than she ever had with her sisters. But that won’t stop her from finding out the truth about Polly, no matter how many secrets get revealed along the way.

Name: Pandora Peabody

Story: The Snake Whisperer

Series: (It Isn’t In) My Blood

Face claim: Ashley Benson

Love interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Everyone on the Southside knew Panda Peabody, daughter of the Snake Charmer, Penny Peabody herself. A king pin in the making, Panda was virtually untouchable, and she had her mom’s talent for business. But instead of dealing in favours, she deals in secrets.

Everyone on the Northside knows Pandora Patterson, the aloof queen bee herself. Pandora isn’t popular the way that Cheryl Blossom is, through a desperate grasp at the social ladder, but rather because she’s so disinterested. She walks like she owns the halls, she keeps to herself, and she knows everything about everyone.

While the Serpents knew that their own Snake Whisperer was a student at Riverdale High, dealing in both secrets and drugs, the Bulldogs had no idea that their It Girl was not only a Serpent, but the one most capable of destroying all of them.

Name: Persephone Parsons

Story: Heartbreak Is The National Anthem

Series: (Out Of All The Bricks) They Threw At Me

Face claim: Ginny Gardner

Name: Piper Patterson

Fandom: Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Story: The Darkest Night

Face claim: Kaylee Bryant

Love interest: Nick Scratch

Summary: Piper Patterson didn’t belong in the Church of Night. She knew that, had known that for as long as she had understood what the Church was. But, no one had cared about the opinion of a five year old and no one cared about the opinion of a fifteen year old. So, her parents raised her in accordance with the Church, and sent her to the Academy of the Unseen Arts. Piper went along, in hopes of learning more about the Dark Lord and finding a way out of her Dark Baptism. But she didn’t count on meeting a boy who would make her question everything she’d ever thought about the Church and her place in it.

Name: Presley Palmer

Story: Living In The Garden Of Evil

Series: (Tell Me All Your) Sweet, Sweet Little Lies

Face claim: Carlson Young

Love Interest: Sweet Pea & Toni Topaz

Summary: Presley Palmer wasn’t just a normal Northsider. No, she was the peak of the Northside. Raised by a single father who was as rich as the Blossoms, in a sprawling mansion near Thornhill, and Cheryl Blossom’s best friend and co-captain of the River Vixens, she was the girl that every Northsider wanted to be or to be with. But, as popular and social as they were, Presley and Cheryl were equally insular. It was always, only, the two of them; ice and water; Queen Pres and Cherry; Presley and Cheryl. Two sides of the same coin, they knew everything about each other.

Well, not everything. Cheryl didn’t know about the snake tattoo that Presley covered up every day; she didn’t know that on the other side of town, Presley Palmer was known as Prissy Peabody, the only daughter of the infamous Snake Charmer; and she most certainly didn’t know that it would be Jughead Jones’ investigation into her brother’s disappearance that would bring those secrets to life.

Name: Queenie Quincy

Story: Liability

Series: (Die Only For) You Above All

Face claim: Margo Kelly

Love Interest: Toni Topaz

Name: Raven Richards

Story: Cruel Summer

Series: (This Town Will Be) The Downfall Of Us All

Face claim: Emma Mackey

Love Interest: Poly Serpents (not Jughead)

Name: Rayne Rivers

Story: An Ounce Of Loyalty

Series: (Your Faith Walks On) Broken Glass

Face claim: Lucy Hale

Love interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Maybe Rayne Rivers wasn’t the most popular Serpent, or the most feared Serpent, or anything special whatsoever by her gang’s standards, but she was loyal. Loyal enough that FP Jones asked her, personally, to help deal with Jason Blossom’s body. Loyal enough that she did so without question, without complaint. Loyal enough that now that his body has been found, Rayne would sooner die than give her up her gang’s secrets. But in a town like Riverdale, be careful what you wish for.

Name: Renee Steele

Story: Ourobos

Series: tbd

Face claim: Winona Ryder

Love Interest: Robert Steele

Name: Riley Richards

Story: Cruel Summer

Series: (This Town Will Be) The Downfall Of Us All

Face claim: Kathryn Newton

Love Interest: Jughead Jones & Archie Andrews

Name: Robert Steele

Story: Ourobos

Series: tbd

Face claim: David Harbour

Love Interest: Renee Steele

Name: Rose Blossom

Story: A Rose By Any Other Name

Series: (Ill Met) By Moonlight

Face claim: Sophie Turner

Love interest: Sweet Pea & Jughead

Summary: The youngest of the Blossom siblings, Rose had always been the most spoiled. Affectionately, and mockingly, referred to as Princess Blossom, she was everything a Northsider, everything a Blossom should be. Of course, things started to fall apart when her brother disappeared, but when she joined the River Vixens, things seemed to be getting back on track. At least they were, until her brother’s body is found with a bullet hole in his head. Unsure of what to do next, Rose runs. She runs and runs until she finds herself on the Southside, falling into the arms of a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who goes by Sweet Pea. And then there’s the question of Jughead Jones, and the magnetic attraction she feels towards him. The cycle always ends the same way; a Jones and a Blossom, a Serpent and a Blossom, but by god, Rose will make sure that she’s not Riverdale’s next tragic Juliet.

Name: Rosebud Reynolds

Story: The Price Of Your Greed (Is Your Son And Your Daughter)

Series: (I Gotta Recognize) The Weapon In My Mind

Face claim: Halston Sage

Love Interest: FP Jones

Summary: At seventeen years of age, Rosebud Reynolds had… well, she definitely didn’t have it all, but she had what mattered. She had the Serpent jacket that she’d been wearing for ten years and the nickname she’d had for even longer - and god help anyone who used her real name. She had fifteen years of ballet lessons under her belt and an upcoming audition for Juilliard.

But everything is on the line when she gets sent to Riverdale High to keep an eye on Jughead Jones. It would have been fine, if he hadn’t decided to investigate the disappearance of Jason Blossom.

It would have been fine, if she didn’t know the truth about what happened.

It would have been fine, if she hadn’t watched her father shoot him.

His son.

Her brother.

Name: Roxie Harrison

Story: Nothing Town

Series: tbd

Face claim: Shelley Hennig

Love Interest: Poly Serpents

Name: Ruby Klump

Story: Blood In The Water

Series: (This Town Kills You) When You Are Young

Face claim: Meg Donnelly

Love interest: Fangs Fogarty, eventual Fangs x Sweet Pea

Summary: Ruby Klump had been thirteen when she was first sent to a school for “troubled kids” on the outskirts of Greendale and, despite still living in Riverdale, that had been the beginning of a lifetime of isolation. She barely knew any other teens in Riverdale, not even her older sister’s friends. Her parents had worked long and hard to keep their problem child away from their perfect Riverdale life, but when Midge is murdered during the school musical, Ruby has to come to the funeral. And once the floodgates are open, there’s no going back. Finally making friends in her town, Ruby refuses to be hidden away anymore. Especially after she befriends a particularly cute boy in a leather jacket… who just got arrested for her sister’s murder.

Name: Ryann Hernández-Viamonte

Story: A Real Nightmare

Series: (Dangerously Having) The Time Of Our Lives

Face claim: Sofia Carson

Love interest: Toni Topaz

Summary: Next to her brother Malachai, Ryann Hernández-Viamonte had always been underestimated, never seen as a real threat by anyone outside of the Ghoulies. But the Ghoulie Princess knew that, despite everyone’s assumptions, she was one of the most dangerous people in Riverdale. And after the stunt that Andrews kid pulled at the drag race, Ry found herself spending eight months in Juvie. Finally, two months after her brother and most of their fellow Ghoulies were released, Ry is back in Riverdale, only to find that everything has gone to shit. First she finds out that she’s now attending Riverdale High, and then she learns that not only did Malachai make a deal with Penny Peabody, but now they’re also working for Hiram Lodge? Well, not if she has anything to say about it.

Name: Samantha Cooper

Story: Glissade

Series: tbd

Face claim: Willow Shields

Love Interest: Fangs Fogarty & Sweet Pea

Summary: Skating was, and had always been, Samantha Cooper’s entire life. But not by choice. No, as much as she had always loved skating, it was her mother who had forced her to focus her entire life on perfection, on the Olympics. It was her mother who didn’t let her have friends, or hobbies; who didn’t even want her to go to a proper school. And Samantha really didn’t mind skating being her priority, but she’d always wanted a real life. And when Alice pushes too far, when Samantha runs off in the middle of the night, right into the arms of two tall, dark, and handsome boys from the wrong sides of the track, she may finally get her chance. But everything comes at a price, and Sam is soon going to find out the cost of her choices.

Name: Skylar Smith

Story: Lonely World

Series: (This Town Has Got) The Youth Of Me

Face claim: Amanda Seyfried

Name: Stevie Cooper

Story: Everybody Else’s Girl

Series: (Maybe One Day) She’ll Be Her Own

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter

Love interest: Joaquin DeSantos, queerplatonic w/ Kevin

Name: Summer Simmons

Story: Such Sweet Sorrow

Series: (Serpent Heart) Hid With A Flowering Face

Face claim: Janel Parrish

Love interest: Archie

Summary: Much like her twin brother Sweet Pea, Summer never used her real name. No, no one needed to know that–most people didn’t even know their last name. So yeah, names had never really meant anything to Summer, until she finds out that the Archie she’s been dating, ever since he walked into the Wyrm in a Riverdale High varsity jacket, is none other than Archie Andrews–her brother’s new enemy and now the leader of some teen vigilante gang that’s sworn to hate her gang–her family. Well, as Shakespeare would say, the course of true love never did run smooth.

Name: Sunday Seymour

Fandom: Katy Keene

Story: Saturated Sunrise

Face claim: Lea Michele

Name: Talia Steele

Story: Ourobos

Series: tbd

Face claim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Poly Serpents

Name: Tanya Conway

Story: Yesterday’s Girl (Is Not What You See)

Series: (This Human Place) Makes Inhuman Monsters

Face claim: Kat McNamara

Love Interest: Poly Serpents

Summary: Identity was fickle, as far as Tanya was concerned. To some she was Tanya Trent, a first generation serpent whose mother was the principal of Southside High, until the Black Hood killed her. To others she was Tanya Svenson, a Southside punk whose father was the janitor at Riverdale High, until he was killed for being the Black Hood. To herself she was Tanya Conway, a teenage girl who knew that the Cooper family had killed her dad’s family; who knew that, even after they divorced, her dad loved her mom; who knew that, no matter what anyone said, her dad wasn’t the Black Hood. And now she’s just Tanya, a scared but stubborn girl with no sense of identity who’s just been sent to Riverdale High with her fellow Serpents, armed with nothing but the snake tattooed on her back and the need to clear her father’s name.

Name: Tiara Blossom

Story: Dollhouse

Series: (Everyone’s Watching) Who’s Gonna Run The Show?

Face claim: Maddison Brown

Name: Victoria Lodge

Story: You Inherit The Sins, You Inherit The Flames

Series: (Now We’re In The Ring) And We’re Coming For Blood

Face claim: Jenna Ortega

Summary: Victoria Lodge was the black sheep of the Lodge family. She didn’t care about the constant parties or connections, she didn’t particularly like her dad, she’d never even watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and oh, right, she had no interest in being a mob princess. Maybe that’s why she’s the only one looking forward to moving to Riverdale–until she realizes she’s walked onto the set of a real life murder mystery, and even her parents are suspects.

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2019 Wrap Up

So @deadendtracks and @blueseyforthesoul did this, and I thought it was cool and decided to do it too, which is might be lame, but it was still fun so here we go:

Total 2019 word count: 135,545 words 🎉

And of course tumblr won’t let me insert a read-more link. That’s just typical.

January

Something in the air’s not right today The Raven Cycle 8,405 words (part one posted in 2018) Gansey, Adam, the Gangsey Gansey is not having a good day. Part two in Adam's POV.

February

Miles to go before I sleep The Wrath and the Dawn 1,800 words Khalid, Ava, Aref al-Khoury, background Khalid/Shahrzad Khalid realizes that this sleeplessness thing has officially gotten out of hand the day that he walks into his chambers and sees Ava standing in the center of the room. Or the one where Khalid hallucinates his dead first wife. She's not happy.

March

Feels like we’re on the edge right now The Folk of the Air 3,497 words Jude/Cardan, Roiben The one where Jude doesn’t kill Balekin and Roiben shows up ready to give Cardan a piece of his mind.

Help me piece it all together, darling, before it falls apart The Shadowhunter Chronicles (The Mortal Instruments) 3,585 words Clary/Jace It was done, but that was different than saying it was finished. Or Clary and Jace post-CoHF.

April

Please, don’t tell Ronan about this The Raven Cycle 2,276 words Declan/Adam Written for @toast-the-unknowing‘s Declan/Adam Prompt Festival Someone pounds on Adam's door in the middle of the night. He opens the door to a blood-soaked Declan Lynch. "Don't tell Ronan about this," Declan begs.

May

O Queen of air and darkness, / I think 'tis truth you say The Shadowhunter Chronicles (The Dark Artifices/The Mortal Instruments) 1,824 words Clary/Jace (And I shall die tomorrow; / But you will die today.) Clary and Jace during part two of QOAAD.

Every Step of the Way The Folk of the Air 715 words Jude/Cardan Jude tries to get Cardan out of bed. Written for the prompt "To be honest I could[n’t] care less" on Tumblr.

Business as Usual Six of Crows 1,008 words Nina, Kaz, Jesper, Wylan, Inej [Fightingverse] A building catches on fire. Kaz does something stupid. Written for the prompt "Do you smell something burning?" on Tumblr.

June

One Villain, Two Villain Six of Crows 1,706 words Kaz/Inej [Fightingverse] Kaz and Inej discuss a pair of new threats stalking the Dregs. Written for the prompt “Going somewhere?” on Tumblr.

Ketterdam Stops for No One Six of Crows 843 words Jesper, Kaz [Fightingverse] Jesper tries to convince Kaz to stay inside on a cold night. Written for the prompt “Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself" on Tumblr.

It's late and you're still staring at the light Six of Crows 1,791 words Kaz/Inej After Nina and the others leave with Matthias's body, Inej follows Kaz back to the Slat. Written for the prompt "You need sleep" on Tumblr.

Stalemate The Folk of the Air 799 words Jude/Cardan, Vivi Jude and Cardan have a standoff in Vivi's kitchen. Written for the prompt "Don’t lie to me" on Tumblr.

Honesty The Folk of the Air 796 words Jude/Cardan Jude and Cardan late at night. Written for the prompts “It’s late. Shouldn’t you be asleep?” and “I’ve always been honest with you” on Tumblr.

What if I fell to the floor? Six of Crows 6,786 words Kaz/Inej, Anika, Jesper/Wylan [Fightingverse] “[Inej] doesn’t need to know,” Kaz said. “I’m going to be fine by the time she gets back.” Or the one where Kaz gets pneumonia.

Walking With Eyes Tight Shut Six of Crows 4,614 words OCs, Jesper/Wylan, Kaz/Inej [Fightingverse] Ambroos Baas came to Ketterdam to reform it. He may not realize it yet, but he’s in way over his head.

July

Seven Bells Six of Crows 1,303 words Kaz, Wylan [Fightingverse] Kaz and Wylan early in the morning. Written for the prompt “How are you feeling today?” on Tumblr.

The Flaming Skies [M-rated] Six of Crows 2,945 words Kaz, OCs, the Crows [Fightingverse] Kees Van Dijk killed a child to get Kaz Brekker's attention. Kaz Brekker will not stand for it.

Fading out again The Nikolai Duology 3,391 words Zoya/Nikolai, Tolya, Tamar "Genya ran her fingers over the carved surface of the trunk. 'The process won't be easy on him. It will be a bit like drowning every night and being revived every morning.'" Or the one where Genya and David's sedative turns out to have some nasty side effects.

I'm safe inside the light, so go on do your worst The Stormlight Archive 24,797 (parts 1-2 posted in 2018) Elhokar, Dalinar, OC Elhokar was a failure at everything he’d ever done. He’d failed as a son, as a warrior and as a king. He saw no reason to fail as a Knight Radiant too. Or the one where Elhokar swears to the first Ideal at the end of WoK.

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August

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Ask the question The Raven Cycle 2,161 words Blue/Gansey, Blue/Gansey/Henry Written for @ganseyweek Blue discovers something interesting in Gansey's bags. Or the one where Gansey gains psychic abilities. Written for Gansey Week day three "Road Trip."

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September

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Elijah’s Eternity: Smutty Oneshots - Tonight We Become Lovers (Challenge Fic) +18

Author: eternityunicorn

Genre: Romance/AU

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x OC

Warnings: Smut, pure unadulterated smut!

Summary: The villainous Elijah Mikaelson meets his worst enemy, the heroic Eternity, one night in a club. Having had many duels that have ended badly for him, Elijah discovers a way to claim retribution for the embarrassments of those defeats, when Eternity issues an invitation of the sexual kind to him. A challenge unfolds as the two warring sides fight for dominance that leads Elijah to question; are they truly enemies after all? *Dark/Dom Elijah

NOTE: OC is from my up and coming novel series!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a fic for @kdcollinsauthor‘s 1500 challenge. It was a pleasure to write. Thank you for letting me participate! I hope you like my contribution!

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Elijah Mikaelson was standing at the bar of a local club called Mirage, dressed in his usual dark suit and tie, looking a little out of place in the casual atmosphere around him without care. There were people everywhere, talking, drinking, and dancing to the obnoxiously loud music that was enough to make one’s ears bleed. He watched them all with a predator’s gaze, looking for a victim to prey upon. He was feeling rather hungry and was in need of the warm metallic sustenance that was human blood.

Slowly, he sipped upon the bourbon he had ordered from the bartender while leaning on the bar with one hand shoved casually into his pants pocket, watching the people go about their lives completely unaware of the danger observing them; the vampire waiting patiently to prey upon them.

It was during this observation of his victims-to-be that he saw the familiar flash of white across the way in the darkness of the club. Elijah growled in irritation - Eternity! So, she was there too. How annoying unsurprising. She never seemed to be far from him, always near to torment him.

For months the warrior queen had been a thorn in his side, always intervening in his hunts for fresh prey. It had forced him to seek sustenance by other means, namely blood bags he compelled out of a nurse from the local hospital. It wasn’t the same as the hunt and he hated Eternity all the more for forcing such a subpar source of blood upon him.

Elijah wanted to rip her throat out for daring to interfere, just thinking about it. Yet, he refrained as every time he attempted to retaliate, she defeated him with ease. Every damned time! It was incredibly aggravating!

Though curiously, Eternity never killed him outright, unlike other opposition she faced. In fact, h he would dare to say that their fighting was her way of flirting with him. She was always grinning at him in a flirtatious way, taunting him to attack her, and one time when he had managed to pin her to the wall of an old abandoned building, Elijah swore he saw lust there in her sapphire eyes as she stared challengingly back at him.

If he were honest with himself, he had wanted to devour her mouth when he saw that reflected in her eyes. Yet, he was not one to give into his impulses easily. Because of that, he had held back at that time and ended up laid out all over again as a result.

From there, back and fourth they went, fighting and almost fucking on more than one occasion since that first time he saw lust in her. His hatred of Eternity had begun to mix with a lust all his own for the immortal woman.

She was an exquisite beauty, unlike anything he had ever seen before. She had a pale, almost white complexion, and long white hair that rippled down her back like ocean waves. Her rounded face featured plush pink lips that were so damned kissable, it was hard for anyone to resist. Her form was soft and graceful, yet strong and durable.

Elijah knew that bedding her would be phenomenal, as he wouldn’t need to be careful. He could take her as roughly and mercilessly as he desired. The very thought made him hard. The filthy visions that danced through his mind drove him to distraction, much in the way that her constant interference made him want to murder her.

Yes, Eternity was perfection.

“So, we meet again, Mr. Mikaelson,” came her soft-spoken voice, snapping him out of his lusty thoughts immediately.

There she was leaning against the bar just as casually as he was, smirking at him with a hooded gaze. Eternity had managed to sneak up upon him without his notice, another thing to add to the list of her maddening qualities that he detested. It was an ever growing list that he didn’t think would ever end.

“Yes, it would seem so,” Elijah replied smoothly with a bit of irritation in his voice, making it drop a couple of octaves. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

Eternity laughed lightly, “Your acting as if you don’t secretly enjoy our little rendezvouses is adorable, Mr. Mikaelson. As to your question, I saw you staring at me all the way over here and decided to put you out of your misery by coming over. You looked so desperately in love, I just couldn’t resist.”

He felt indignant then at her implication. “I was not looking miserable nor desperate in love,” he retorted in a quiet anger that barely seemed like anger at all. “No, I was...deciding on how I wanted to best tear your lovely head from your...exquisite body.” His eyes raked over her form in blatant lust he hadn’t meant to display so openly to his enemy, before he licked his lips with a small smile of approval at what he saw. Again, he hadn’t meant to show her his lust so easily. Yet, he couldn’t resist it.

Eternity didn’t believe him for a second and it showed in her knowing expression. “You’re such a liar,” she responded with irritating amusement. “I know the truth. It’s written there all over your face. You want me, Mr. Mikaelson. Now, the question is: do you have the balls to come and get it?”

Just like that, before he could respond, Eternity disappeared into the crowd. All he had time to do was stare in disbelief into the club after her. It seemed she wanted him too, he realized. Enemies they may have been, but there was definitely something else that had grown between them. Maybe it was only lust. Perhaps not, he didn’t know. Either way, Elijah couldn’t resist the pull of her invitation. It was like a magnetic force that he had no choice but to surrender to.

Now he hunted for a different kind of prey, his hunger for blood taking a back seat to his lust for the warrior queen currently evading him. He swore he would be having the white-haired beauty that night and nothing would stop him from his goal. He’d kill anyone who dared to be foolish enough to try. Not that anyone would. The humans around instinctually knew to avoid him, even if they didn’t consciously know why. Nobody there has the gall to get in his way.

Elijah moved through the people, his eyes scanning for the white-haired beauty he sought. At first, he couldn’t see her anywhere, only humans he could care less about. It was as if she had vanished. But he knew she was there somewhere. He could sense her, knew she was near by. He caught the scent of her sweet arousal that waffled through the air, beneath the human and alcoholic stench.

Like a bloodhound, the well-dressed vampire moved toward it until he finally saw her standing in the darkest corner of the club, leaning against the wall by a set of stairs. Eternity’s eyes were zeroed in on him with her hands folded casually behind her back as she watched him watch her. Then she moved again. This time doing so in his view, heading up the stairs while swinging him a seductive look as she went.

Immediately, he followed. Though he did briefly wondered at his own weakness to resist her, it didn’t stop him from climbing those rickety old wood stairs to the upper level where he knew there was an attic with a bed. He knew this because he had seduced a woman or two into heading up there with him in the past. It was a bit ironic that he was the one being lead up there by a female’s seduction this time around. A fact that wasn’t lost on him.

Once up there, Elijah came to stand in the open doorway of the small unused bedroom with his mouth hanging open at the sight before him. His need only climbed to new levels from what he found there. He licked his lips in anticipation as he watched the beauty before him with barely existent cool collectiveness.

Eternity stood in the middle of the room facing him in the doorway, as she slowly stripped off the little black dress she was wearing. He couldn’t stop himself from groaning as he realized she wore nothing underneath. She was bared to him instantaneously as the dress fell into a heap around her feet. She stood there perfectly still, waiting for him to make his move toward her, knowing he would.

Elijah wanted to cross the room and throw her down to have his wicked way with her in a most unseemly animalistic fashion, but pride wasn’t about to let him lose his self-control to instinctive impulse. No, he wasn’t about to be so weak in front of his enemy. She wouldn’t beat him in this game of seduction. He’d have her his way only or not at all.

Unhurriedly, he moved into the room with one hand casually in his pants pocket and the fingertips of the other rubbing against his lower lip as he took her bare beauty in. He approached and made a slow circle around her, hearing her heart racing and seeing her body tremble with her want of him already. He hadn’t even touched her yet, but the anticipation of it was enough to leave her a wanting mess.

It was beautiful.

Elijah smirked to himself, as he plotted his next move. Deciding quickly, he came to stand behind her a small distance away, reaching with the hand that had been rubbing his low lip to brush her long hair to one side, so that it collected over her shoulder. He made sure that his fingertips lightly caressed the skin of her neck as he did.

He heard her moan slightly at the contact, which only made him smirk more. His hand came around to grip her throat firmly, pulling her roughly back against his still clothed body. Elijah attached his mouth to the column, laying open mouthed kisses there, before running his tongue up it’s length to taste her sweet flesh.

Upon feeling Eternity’s pulse, Elijah’s hunger for blood drove his vampire visage to the surface and unable to resist, he bit into the side of her throat at the place where her neck met her shoulder. She gasped in surprise, but didn’t fight him as he began to drink from her. She let him, both of them knowing perfectly well he couldn’t kill her this way. Eternity was an immortal of a higher caliper than even him, an otherworldly creature that was far more durable than any creature on Earth. A fact he usually found irritating, but was now thankful for.

Eternity’s otherworldly blood was unlike anything he had tasted before. Not only was it sweet like candy, but Elijah felt stronger, more powerful from it. He was sustained much faster and far more completely than a human’s. It was so intoxicating a high that he had to force himself to let her go. Once he had torn his mouth away and Elijah’s vampire visage receded, he lapped at the stray bits of blood from the already healing puncture wounds.

They moaned pleasurably in unison. Eternity reached up behind her to grip his hair in her little hand to hold his head there at her neck. When he tried to pull away, she yanked him back into place as an attempt to control him.

The dominant came out in Elijah when she did this. She could dominate him on the battlefield all she wanted as he unfortunately couldn’t stop her there, much to the displeasure of his wounded pride admitting such. However here, like this, he wouldn’t be allowing her control over him. He would have her submission.

Gripping her hand in his hair, Elijah pulled her hand away with a growl. He removed his mouth from her skin to whisper hotly against her ear, “If we’re going to do this, it’s going to be at my will. You will submit to me or else I will walk away and leave you unfulfilled. Do you understand, Sweetheart?”

Eternity didn’t immediately answer him, choosing to be defiant instead.

Stubborn little thing, thought Elijah, as he took the hand still casually in his pants pocket and swiftly fisted the hair at the back or her head, making her cry out in pain as he forced her head back harshly. She practically growled at him in turn, clawing at him unsuccessfully, as she squirmed against the rough treatment. Her struggles only made his grin cruelly and keep a tighter hold on her.

“Say we have an understanding, Sweetheart, or else I’m leaving,” he threatened in a low, menacing voice.

Eternity stilled for a brief moment and Elijah thought that meant she was going to agree to his terms, but alas he overestimated her ability to submit. Ever the valiant warrior, strong and proud, was she. Submission wasn’t in her nature - a trait they shared in common, he discovered.

She moved in an unbelievably fast way that left him unprepared for it. Eternity managed to break his hold upon her with relative easy; though Elijah was sure she had felt some pain to do so. She turned on him, grabbing ahold of the lapels of his suit jacket and pushing him with quick steps until his back slammed harshly into the wall. She bared her teeth at him and then kissed him with bruising force, shoving her tongue into his mouth, which had been left open in his surprise.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Eternity used her great strength to lift herself up his body, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist and tangling her hands in his hair in the same painful way he had fisted hers a moment before. Though she could support herself, Elijah’s hands immediately went to support her anyway, with one arm curling around her waist and the other supporting under her backside. He groaned as he felt her rocking against him, moving her hips in time with her tongue that danced about inside his mouth.

Suddenly, she tore her mouth from his to smirk wickedly down at him, “You want my submission? You’re going to have to make it happen.”

Elijah stared up at her in wonder for a brief second, before he came back to himself and realized that she had just issued a challenge. “Are you challenging me?” He asked her in a low, intimidating tone.

“You better believe it,” she whispered, before kissing his lips rather sweetly.

Without hesitation, he moved, turning so that she was the one slammed into the wall. She grunted against the force, but then grinned at him defiantly. He growled animalistically at her as he attached his mouth to her throat, biting down hard with his human teeth. She gasped and then moaned loudly in response, her hands flying into his hair to scrap against his scalp again. Her legs, still wrapped around him, tightened, as she arched against him needfully.

One of Elijah’s hands moved over her body, caressing tenderly over her breast, kneading it in his palm briefly, before moving on downward across her stomach to the hot slickness between her legs. He touched her there, slipping his fingers inside her tightness, while he groaned against her neck wantonly in response to the feeling, “Goddamn, you’re already so wet for me, Sweetheart, and I haven’t even begun to touch you properly.”

Eternity grinned at him, as she flexed her hips against his hand, riding his fingers of her own volition. It was another act of willfulness, just another part of her challenge.

Not one to lose a challenge of this nature, Elijah knew he had to gain her submission, if it was the last thing he did. He couldn’t take another hit to his pride, as he had in their battles. So he acted, removing his fingers from her warmth and disentangling himself from her person completely, much to her disappointment.

He took a couple steps away from her, his chocolate eyes locked her sapphire ones the whole time. He proceeded to remove his suit jacket, tossing it on a nearby chair, and then he undid the buttons on his cuffs to roll up his sleeves past his elbows. Once he had done these things, Elijah reached for the tie around his neck, undoing it and the first couple buttons of his dress shirt. Taking the silky piece fabric and wrapping it around his hand, he beckoned Eternity to him.

She went to him as he commanded, but it wasn’t out of obedience. Oh no. Once she was within reach of him, Eternity was attempting to distract him with kisses to his lips and jaw while trying to move him back toward the bed.

Elijah, of course, caught on immediately, halting her movements by fisting her hair again and harshly tugging her head back until she hissed in pain. She stared fierily back at him, a silent promise to return the favor someway, somehow.

“Nice try, Sweetheart,” he grinned cruelly at her. “You’re going to have to accept I’m in control here. You’ll get your pleasure at my will, not your own.”

Eternity shivered pleasurably visibly at the deep sternness of his voice, groaning quietly as she briefly closed her eyes. She licked her lips and then reopened her eyes. They were now pleading with him - a complete switch.

Elijah swore that it meant she was wanting him in control of her, that she wanted to be submissive to him, despite her attempts for dominance. Was all that defiance just for show? Was it just to call for the dominate in him to take action? It would seem so, but he had his reservations.

And for good reason.

Just as he was letting his guard down, questioning her, Eternity moved in. She was once more wrestling her hair out of his grip and attacking him with a fiery kiss that left him trembling. All the while, the warrior queen shifted him, pushing him backwards until he found himself shoved into the lone chair in the room.

Eternity stood over Elijah, as he stared back up at her with a open mouth. She was willful indeed. He couldn’t decide if he was irritated or impressed. Perhaps both.

Elijah didn’t have a lot of time to think on it since she was climbing into his lap, grinding against him wantonly once she was straddled there. Her mouth latched itself back onto his, her tongue once more moving in his own in time with her hips. He couldn’t help the deep groan that rumbled through him in response. His need for her climbing so high by that point that took all his will not to throw her to the floor and have her right there, giving in to every instinct and impulse.

Needing to take back control again, Elijah used Eternity’s distraction to his advantage. He took the tie in his hand and wrapped the silky material around one of her wrists, pulling it behind her back. Then he took her other wrist in a tender hold, before doing the same, so that her arms were firmly tied behind her before she could realize what he had done.

Eternity tore her mouth from his with a look of surprise marring her flawless face. She stared down at him with that same open mouthed expression as he had several times since this sexual encounter started, making Elijah feel victorious.

“Mine to do with as I wish,” he growled to her lowly with a smirk.

Immediately he was pushing her off of him and rising from the chair, guiding her by her bound wrists to the bed like a prisoner - his prisoner. He pushed her back against the bed with her legs dangling over the edge. He leaned over her to kiss her throughly in a punishing way, before standing to his full height and staring down at his prize.

Yes, she was exquisite and Elijah was going to enjoy her immensely.

He was wound up pretty tightly, but he still had enough control to take his time in claiming her. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and shrugged it off his muscled body, carelessly tossing it away. Then he went for his pants and undid them; taking them, his boxers, and his dress boots off almost at once. Every article was thrown away without care.

Eternity stared up at him appreciatively of his naked form that came to stand between her parted thighs. Her eyes fell to his hardened cock that stood at attention between his legs. She licked her lips and whined needfully at him.

“Do you want my cock, Sweetheart?” Elijah grinned down at her, taking himself in hand.

She mewled at him in response.

“I didn’t get that. What did you say?” He asked then.

Still she stubbornly didn’t speak. However that didn’t last long. He simply stood over her, unmoving so long as she refused to answer him that Eternity finally broke. Her need for him having built up as greatly as his for her, driving her mad and causing her to shout desperately, “Yes! I want your cock! Please, Elijah!”

Elijah laughed at her outright as he calmly told her, “I win.”

Before she could retort, he grabbed her hips and shoved himself inside her with one harsh thrust, jointing their bodies at last. Both of them cried out at the feeling. Elijah shut his eyes against the wonderful sensation of her warmth wrapped snuggling around him, having known it would be fantastic - and it truly was. He held himself still over her, simply enjoying being buried to the hilt inside Eternity.

“Please,” she groaned at him, trying to thrust upward against his hold on her that kept her from succeeding in riding him. “Elijah, please! Fuck me!”

The rare explicit fell from her lips and he found it to be the hottest thing he had ever heard. Reaching a hand down, he grabbed her throat firmly as he replied with a growl, “Do not command me, Sweetheart. As I said, you’ll get yours at my will.”

Eternity went silent and her hips stilled immediately.

At last, Elijah had her submission. That realization allowed him a feeling of generosity and so he began to move as she wanted, taking her hard and fast with an unforgivingly brutal pace. She practically screamed in response, enjoying the rough treatment just as he knew she would, making his male pride soar.

He didn’t let up at all, keeping the pace as harsh as either of them could take. Over and over again, he thrusted into her body this way, watching her face as the pleasure he brought upon her took her higher and higher and higher still. His hand on her throat held her down, in a show of dominance, his dark eyes staring intensely down into her sapphire ones all the while as he fins claimed her. She didn’t fight or show defiance in any other fashion, only took what he gave her.

Elijah bent over Eternity, wanting to her admit her submission to him. He demanded in a growl, “Tell me who you belong to? Tell me who has control of you?”

Eternity didn’t hesitate in responding now. The pleasure had her resolve completely broken, as she cried out,“I’m yours! Elijah, I’m all yours! You have control of me, only you!”

“Good girl,” he grinned as he kissed her throughly, his tongue invading her mouth and moving in the warm cavern in time with his hips.

Higher did they continue to climb until they had reached their respective peaks and fell over the edge together. It was a delightful sight, watching Eternity fall apart beneath him, because of him. She arched almost completely in half as her climax took her with a loud scream. Her walls squeezed him so tightly that it triggered his own end, leading him to come hard inside her with a roar of his own.

So powerful was his orgasm that Elijah couldn’t help it as he collapsed upon her body from the weakened state it left him in. That was alright by him, if only because Eternity wrapped her arms around him tenderly, stroking his lightly sweaty hair as they came down together. Her gentleness left him feeling contented warmth, in a way he didn’t think was possible feeling in response to the affections of his enemy, if he could still call her that now.

Lifting himself up a little to look down at her, Elijah studied her rosy face. He was moved profoundly by what he saw. Her eyes were looking at him with a mix of orgasm inducing bliss and a deep affection for him. He swore he could call it love, but that was impossible right? That couldn’t be possible, yes?

What he saw spoke to him and Elijah couldn’t help but to kiss her lips gently with his own emotion akin to the ones that he saw in those sapphire depths awakening. When had it happened? He wondered silently. When had he fallen in love with Eternity? Or her with him? He couldn’t answer, as he didn’t know. It had simply happened.

He rested his forehead against hers affectionately, before disentangling himself from her completely and getting to his feet. Eternity stared after him disappointedly, sitting up as she watched him as he moved to find his clothes.

“So that’s it?” She said softly with hurt coloring her voice. “One and done, huh? Just like that?”

“Not even a little bit,” Elijah replied honestly, turning back to her. “I don’t know how it happened or when, but it would seem that I’m in love with you, Sweetheart. It makes sense with how obsessive I’ve been about defeating you, my wanting to see you, even if it’s in battle.” He smiled slightly at her. “Yet, if I’m to be a man worthy of you, then I have some work to do. I can’t be the man you need me to be - a good man - until I change my life.”

Eternity smiled at him in return and suggested cautiously, “We could do that together, you know. You don’t have to leave. I can show you the way.” She reached a hand out to him, “Just stay here with me. We’ll work it out as lovers do.”

He stared at her in amazement of her willingness to stand by him, to help him change his life around, after all those times he stood against her as her enemy. Her compassion, her forgiveness, and her love had him softening toward her completely. Instantly, he was back over her, pushing her back into the mattress and kissing her soundly. She squealed in delight beneath him, making him chuckle happily back at her.

“Together,” Elijah murmured against her mouth.

Eternity beamed, “Together.”

The End

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