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mindibindi · 9 months

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So, wanted to get some hiatus rec lists going and encourage some self promo in my friends so how about sharing your top fics no matter how big or small - give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits/Most kudos/Most comments/Most bookmarks /Most words/Least words

I was tagged by @lovelikewildness to share my greatest ff hits but I'm a fanfic dinosaur so while this is in Ao3 parlance, I'm gonna use a mixture of Ao3 (where I am mindy_makru_tutu) and FF.net (where I am mindy35) cos not all of my fics have made it across to Ao3.

Most Hits, Kudos & Comments (on Ao3): Fugitive | Bodyguard | David x Julia | Rated M | Available on ff.net

Most Views & Reviews (on ff.net): Collateral Damage | SVU | Elliot x Olivia | Rated M | Available on Ao3

Most Faves (on ff.net): Anywhere But Here | SVU | Elliot x Olivia | Rated T | Available on Ao3

Most Bookmarks (on Ao3): The 8th Day | SVU | Elliot x Olivia | Rated E | Available on ff.net

Most Words (on Ao3): This Never Happened & The Lucky Ones (Series) | Bodyguard | David x Julia | Rated E |Available on ff.net here and here

Least words ever: Party of One | 30 Rock | Jack x Liz | Rated K | Not Available on Ao3 *** Author's Note: In the past, I have written 260+ stories for NCIS (Kate x Gibbs), 30 Rock (Jack x Liz), Doctor Who (Ten x Donna), Castle (Caskett), Law and Order: SVU (Elliot x Olivia), Ashes to Ashes (Gene x Alex), Bodyguard (David x Julia) and Ted Lasso (Ted x Rebecca). At some point, Ao3 helpfully decided to start importing my early NCIS stories so I figured I better get my ass in gear. I have posted a selection of my stories there, something to represent each fandom and linked to my ff.net profile where everything lives. If going to ff.net is super annoying and anyone wants some old faves posted to Ao3, just let me know.

That said, don't forget about ff.net (even if only when Ao3 goes down) and don't forget about old authors. There is good stuff on ff.net. There are gems to be found amongst dusty ole stacks. Fanfiction archives are libraries. Don't expect an algorithm. Expect an adventure. Search. Experiment. And don't forget to tell old authors what you think. We're still out there. I still get random reviews (mostly on my SVU stuff) and it makes my day just as much now as it did in the past.

And I tag @it-is-bugs @doesntgoaway @baronessblixen @alexdrakes @xyber116 @aloysiavirgata @syntax6 and...oh I don't know how many to tag and who is still writing but do it if you wanna. And that means YOU, shy fanfic writer who happened to see this and started mentally dusting off that story that didn't get the love it deserved. You have been tagged!

#fanfic #fanfiction #me #NCIS #kibbs #DW #ten x donna #30 rock #jack x liz #castle #caskett #svu #elliot x olivia #ashes to ashes #gene x alex #bodyguard #david x julia #tagged #i don't ship ted x rebecca anymore cos he don't deserve her

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turbonicflaws · 1 year

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Can I introduce you guys to my favourite ship it’s rocklas and should be practised more in society

#they’re both wanted criminals need I say more #i personally think that rock. a mastermind criminal who believes he’s better than everyone #could totally persuade atlas #the robot who hates humans to act as his personal bodyguard #they go from business partners to romantic partners are you catching my drift #Astro boy #atlas #rock Holmes #rocklas #tagging that just in case I draw it more in the future #Astro boy 2003 #osamu tezuka #rock makube #Astro boy fanart #Daichi Tokugawa #jojojoart

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wayward40k · 1 month

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#lowkey debating adding Tesari as Celementiya's bodyguard #not sure what the interest is in a giant cat lady #who is about as smart as a bag of rocks xD

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evanbuckleyrecs · 5 months

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Falling Slowly; Sing Your Melody (I'll Sing It Loud)

Written by Princessfbi

🔒 for non ao3 users

Words: 55,301

Chapters: 12/12

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Maddie Buckley/Howie "Chimney" Han, Athena Grant/Bobby Nash, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson/Karen Wilson, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Everyone

Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Bobby Nash, Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, Tommy Kinard, Lena Bosko, Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Paul Strickland (9-1-1 Lone Star), Marjan Marwani, Josh Russo

Additional Tags:

Developing Relationship, Getting Together, Anxious Evan "Buck" Buckley, Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), alternative universe, Alternate Universe - Bodyguard, alternative universe - musicians, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Buckley Siblings Feelings, protective fire fam, Found Family, Worried Maddie Buckley, Eventual Smut, Eddie Diaz Takes Care of Evan "Buck" Buckley, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Home Invasion, Anxiety Disorder, Musician Evan "Buck" Buckley, Bodyguard Eddie Diaz, Fluff and Angst, Team as a Band, Self-Esteem Issues, The Buckley Parents Can Eat Rocks, Evan "Buck" Buckley-centric, Bobby Nash Acting as Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parental Figure, Touring, Bisexual Evan "Buck" Buckley, Sharing a Bed, Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Evan "Buck" Buckley Needs A Hug, Protective Bobby Nash

Summary:

Buck didn’t like him at first. Eddie Diaz was all hard lines and strict rules with a bone structure that could cut through glass and scared away his fans. Which... if you asked Bobby, was the point but still! He also yelled at Buck which was fine. It’s not like it hurt his feelings. It didn’t. It didn’t, Maddie! It also definitely didn’t turn Buck on either. Nope. Stop it, Maddie! After a traumatizing home invasion, Bobby Nash decides to hire a bodyguard for his lead singer. Musician!Buck Bodyguard!Eddie

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softquietsteadylove · 11 months

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LEzz do zum angst, I am missing the bodyguard au I think we all are. So what if Thena have a concert but when she is about to do her intro the staffs behind started panicking and that is because Gil had some incident. The producer didn't want Thena to know just for the show to go on but Thena had already noticed, she wanted to ask Gil what's wrong but he wasn't there and it's very unusual. She started worrying so she asked some staff what is going on at first the staff denies everything but Thena managed to let the her talk. And when she knew, no more concerts where tf is my husband. But the producer keeps on denying too and won't tell her know where he is which made her more angry and you decide what'll happen next.

THANK YOU!

"Gil?"

Thena went from person to person, asking each and every one of them where Gil was. It was so strange for her to not be able to find him. She wasn't sure when exactly he had disappeared from her side. But she could recall asking him if he could simply find her a little snack before the show, and then...

"Have you seen Gil?" she asked another stage hand, now that all of her own core team was devoted to setting up the equipment on stage. They looked at her. "Gilgamesh--my body guard? I asked him to find something for me to eat and I haven't seen him since."

"Uh," the two stage hands working on the curtains looked at each other, "I'm sure he's around, Athena. I wouldn't worry about it."

She nodded at them, although her lips had a certain purse to them. What was that look about?

She moved on to the stage managers next. Usually she wouldn't bother the people hard at work to make her show happen, but finding Gil was far more important to her. "Excuse me?"

One of the assistant stage managers held her finger up to her as she barked instructions into the head piece she was wearing. Thena looked down at her feet until she finally covered her mic and looked at her.

"I'm sorry," Thena sighed, "I'm just looking for my security."

The young woman pointed to the many yellow shirts mulling around the back stage.

Thena sighed again, this time a little more petulantly. "No, I mean Gil, my personal security guard?"

She nodded, looking around her a little before muttering something into her mic again behind her hand. "I'll have someone look for him. Won't be long."

Thena nodded, although the assistant stage manager immediately trotted away from her. But Thena moved even further backstage. She wasn't receiving the answers she needed, let alone the help. Where was he?

"Athena, you shouldn't be up and around," one of the event managers nearly ran up to her as soon as she reached the depths of the lower backstage.

She frowned, "I can't find Gil."

"Who?"

Her anger increased (doubled, maybe). "Gilgamesh, my personal security. I quite literally don't go anywhere without him, so I don't know how you could be unfamiliar with him."

"Oh, yes!" He snapped his fingers now that he could picture, if nothing else, the vague memory of a person attached to Thena upon her arrival. "Yes, yes--he, uh, he was around not long ago."

"Yes, that's why I'm looking for him, " she insisted, and he started to display the same nervous energy everyone else she had asked thus far possessed. She stepped closer, "it's very important I find him."

"I'm sure he's just distracted, Athena." First mistake: Gil would never be distracted while he was on the job. While she needed him! "I'll find out where he is and tell you personally."

Second mistake: she hated talking to people.

"It's almost time to start, though," he looked down at his watch and reached out with the intention of turning her around and marching her back to the stage. "You go take your place, I'm sure he'll be there."

"But-"

"The event security will be there, anyway."

"Excuse me-" Thena flinched away every time he tried to touch her.

"You won't even notice he's gone!"

"Enough!" Thena clenched her fists, determined not to let them visibly shake as she put her foot down. She glared at the pushy manager, "where is he?"

"Athena-"

"If not Gil, then Kingo," she snapped. "Find me someone who will give me some answers!"

He looked at her with exasperation.

She crossed her arms right back at him, "or no show."

He looked like he had expected her response, to a degree. He fidgeted and ran a hand through his hair. He looked at her before pulling his phone out and sending off either a few texts, or one very long one.

She eyed him, "I'll take that as a yes."

He cleared his throat, standing aside for her to continue backstage.

She gave him a look - unhelpful ass - before continuing on, even trotting despite already being in her show heels. "Gil?"

"Thena," Kingo emerged from the greenroom, still holding onto the doorknob to it. He put his other hand on his hip, "the show is starting in ten minutes."

"Kingo," she held her dear friend's gaze, her jaw set, "let me see him."

"T, you have to relax," Kingo attempted to soothe her. "A lot has gone into this show."

"Which I am prepared to throw away," she stated outright, much to Kingo's frustration and the horror of everyone else present. "If you do not let me see Gil, right now."

He sighed; he definitely expected this reaction from her. "T, you have to promise me you'll stay calm, okay?"

Thena huffed and grabbed Kingo's dress shirt, just so she could toss him away from the door. "Gil!"

He was lying on the couch in there, a paramedic kneeling next to him and packing up. He looked up just in time to keep her from running over, "please, don't jostle him."

"What happened?!"

"From what I understand," the paramedic began as they zipped up their bag. "A piece of equipment was swung around and hit him in the head. He lost consciousness briefly, which requires a medic be called by default."

"Is he okay?" she asked quietly, her lip wobbling as she looked down at Gil lying there with a cold compress on his forehead.

"He doesn't seem to have any lasting neurological symptoms, although as soon as he's able to walk we have to recommend he goes to a hospital just to be sure. He has a small lesion on the back of his head, so we advise some mild antiseptic for that twice a day."

Thena nodded, hoping she seemed in control instead of a wobbly little fawn. "Thank you for your help. I'll stay with him."

The paramedic nodded to her now that their job was done. Kingo came back in, lingering by the door. "T-"

"You weren't going to tell me?" she glared at him as she perched herself on the end of the couch by his knees. She leaned over to touch his cheek as lightly as humanly possible.

"Thena, the show must go on."

She shook her head. She knew she was being difficult; she knew she was getting a reputation for being needy and a diva to work with. But she didn't much care. Her hand drifted to Gil's temple, watching him carefully for any reaction to her touch.

"Thena, you have to go out there," Kingo approached, his hands on his hips again. "This show has a lot invested in it."

"Kingo," she pleaded, her hand pressing on Gil's chest.

"I know you're worried about him, but you can't stay here," Kingo continued, sounding like a chastising father rather than her manager. "What are you gonna do?--just sit here and hold him?"

She pouted at him, "I could just to spite you."

Kingo sighed, "T, please."

"Kingo, nothing matters more to me than Gil," she reasserted, ignoring how weighty a statement that was (and the look on Kingo's face). "I'll pay each of the investors what they're owed personally. Bankrupt me if need be. But how can I go out there if Gil is-"

"Fine," he rumbled, needing to clear his throat as he awakened with a groan, "I'm just fine."

"Gil, don't move," she whispered, holding his cheeks as he tried to move his head. His face contorted until she ran her thumbs over the apples of his cheeks. "Do you remember what happened?"

"Uh," he blinked up at the ceiling as Thena turned his compress over, helping to soothe his swelling. He sighed, "I was looking for a vending machine."

"Oh Gil," she sniffled, "I'm so sorry."

"Hey," he whispered, his hand laying over hers on his jaw, "that's not your fault. The venue idiots were the ones swinging around light stands."

Thena ran her finger down the edge of his jaw, "they'll never work again after I'm done here."

"Thena," Kingo leaned down to look up at her from Gil's vantage. "I'll sit with Gil. I swear, I won't let him out of my sight. But-"

She frowned, "Kingo."

"Hey," Gil whispered to her again, and she looked at him again in an instant. He turned his head just enough to kiss the hand of hers closest to his lips. "You go--get out there and knock 'em dead. I'm just going to be lying around down here."

"Gil," she practically whined at him. But he looked at her in a very practised and familiar way; she sighed. "I'll be worried about you the whole time."

"You're allowed to worry," he chuckled, and the cold in her chest alleviated at the sound of it. "But you're not allowed to cancel a show when it's already started."

"Thena, please," Kingo attempted one more time.

She gave him somewhat of an annoyed glare before leaning forward to kiss Gil's forehead. "You are the worst."

"You don't mean that," he grinned as she stood and forced herself to stand away from him.

"No, but still," she huffed at them both as she headed for the door. She looked at Kingo, "I mean it, if he so much as flinches-"

"Thena, I promise, we'll be fine," Kingo patted Gil's shoulder. "Now, go!"

She looked at Gil, who nodded. She gave him one last look with those wide green eyes before finally taking her leave. She would do the show, like he told her. But she wasn't going to be happy about it!

#Thenamesh Bodyguard AU #I love the phrasing in the prompt #where is my husband #where is my husband?!!?!#she's going to go out there but she is not happy with it #and every single person who deliberately withheld Gil's condition from her?#oh man #she doesn't care what they think of her #but no one keeps her husband's well being from her!#the show goes well #everyone says that she was really intense with lots of voice growls and almost a rock kind of vibe #little did they know she's just pissed #maybe they get word that Athena's security was seen being loaded into an ambulance after the show #or he was seen leaving the hospital afterwards #and they're like ohhhhhhhhhhhh that adds up #because everyone knows that her security guard is a real life slow burn

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