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justlovej2 · 3 years

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My J2 au fic recs

I thought it was time to make a list of some of my favorite j2 fics. This is au only. Not au coming next. Enjoy.

Absence from those we love

by mournthewicked

Word Count: 41,000

Link: https://users.livejournal.com/-mournthewicked/354607.html

Summary: Jensen Ackles led a great life. It just wasn’t the one he planned on. Now he’s newly single, stuck at a job he hates, and sharing an apartment with his lovably psychotic best friend. When he’s given the chance to go back and do it all over again, he leaps at it. Only he soon comes to realize that no matter what’s in front of him, it’s impossible to leave the past behind. Considering what he’d be giving up, he might not even want to. (17 again j2 style)

Like a music that holds my hands down

by saltandbyrne

Word Count: 22,891

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15310197

Summary: Perpetually-single pediatric dentist Jared lets his best friend Misha talk him into going to an anonymous BDSM party. Jared hooks up with a gorgeous stranger, but panics after their encounter and leaves before he can learn more about him. A year later, Jared is stunned to recognize Jensen Ackles as the father of one of his new patients and the guy from the best one-night stand of Jared’s life. With some encouragement from Jensen’s co-parent Danneel and Jared’s plucky office manager Genevieve, Jared realizes that he and Jensen might be perfect for each other after all.

Inked Verse

by non_timebo_mala

Word Count: 43,593

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/344780

Summary: Jared's been dying to get tattooed by renowned tattoo artist Jensen Ackles for ages. When he finally walks into the shop, he discovers he wants a lot more than just ink.

Gently play upon your heartstrings

by Cleflink

Word Count: 11,576

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1032133

Summary: Jensen is the superstar lead singer of the world's hottest rock band and, as such, is totally not bitter about getting turned down by Jared fucking Padalecki. Too bad the guy manages the hotel that Jensen lives in and is incredibly difficult to ignore.

Superheroes suck, or, the unfortunately extraordinary life of Jensen Ackles

by Cleflink

Word Count: 33,055

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/468711

Summary: Jensen hates superheroes. Having grown up with not one, but two of them in the family, he's more than aware of just how much having a spandex-clad alter ego can cock up the rest of your life. Luckily, his own powers tend towards the more passive, hippie florist side of things which - while embarrassing - means that all that superhero crap is someone else's problem. Or it would, if not for the frequent interference of superhero-obsessed friends, hostage situations, hotshot new superheroes and irritating relatives. Not to mention a boyfriend who has the uncanny ability to go missing whenever bad things are going down somewhere else in the city. Sometimes, Jensen's life is kind of bullshit.

The beat of our noisy hearts

by Cleflink

Word Count: 47,890

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/909642

Summary: In a world where heartbreak is a literal condition, it's Jared's job to sew, fill and patch the physical wounds left in people's hearts by lost loves, misunderstandings and betrayals. Jared's own love life is more than a little dire, largely because Jensen doesn't date and Jared doesn't do one-night stands, but he's got good friends and a job he loves, so he figures that he can't complain too much. When a killer attacks Jensen, Jared discovers that a needle and thread, desperation and a sharp scalpel are enough to save Jensen's life, but at a cost that is going to change Jared's life forever and tie them both together in a way that goes far deeper than flesh.

And the rest, as they say, is history

by Raina_at

Word Count: 17,728

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15012887

Summary: Struggling actor Jensen takes a job as big-shot movie star Jared Padalecki’s dogsitter. And the rest, as they say, is history.

A different kind of team building

by ashtraythief

Word Count: 8,924

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24683401

Summary: Jensen is a facts and graphs kind of guy; he never should have started working at a hipster California startup. His boss is insane, everybody’s wearing beanies, and Jared, the tall and cute head creative designer, thinks Jensen is too stuck up to work at One Tree Solutions. And now they’re going on a company retreat. But when the sleeping arrangements don’t work out as planned, Jensen realizes that maybe he didn’t have all the facts after all.

Hustle & Heart

by righteousbros

Word Count: 16,819

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1143701

Summary: Jensen is the star quarterback for the Pittsburgh Steelers and he lives and breathes the game of football. Then at a charity signing event he runs into Jared, his former teammate and his former flame. It's been years since they've spoken, but Jensen hasn't been able to let the feelings he has for Jared go. To complicate matters, Jared is on the brink of a major decision that will change his life and the history of the sport forever. Now Jensen has to decide if he has the courage to speak up and claim his chance at happiness too.

Cuffs

by TwoBoys2Love

Word Count: 87,156

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1283929

Summary: Detective Ackles gets a new partner who may be a bit of a challenge. They have different views about everything. Ackles picks up some work on a new case that reveals his partner's secret and dredges up the past.

The American Bachelor

by dugindeep (hotsauce)

Word Count: 21,415

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1774633

Summary: Jensen Ackles is the first openly gay president, but that's the least of his worries. He's battling the press on his continued international trips to keep the peace, he has a 12-year-old to raise on his own, and he's trying to make something happen with the hot florist he just met. Jared Padalecki, on the other hand, is trying to not go insane at the prospect that the country's most eligible bachelor, and the world's most powerful man, is trying to woo him.

Splintering in slow motion

by cyndrarae

Word Count: 30,881

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7526416

Summary: Jared has been fighting the ‘darkness’ for as long as he can remember, until he can’t, or doesn’t want to anymore. He decides to treat himself to one final weekend of fun before laying down his arms, so to speak. The last thing he expects is a gatecrasher, someone who might derail his best-laid plans for good.

Apocalypse: Cancelled

by jeyhawk

Word Count: 28,000

Link: https://jeyhawk-fic.livejournal.com/62095.html

Summary: July 7, 2008 at 2 a.m. in the morning a comet will hit Earth, destroying all human life. Humanity gets 54 hours to prepare and chaos ensues. A chance encounter has straight architect Jared Padalecki saving the life of deeply closeted movie star Jensen Ackles. The unlikely couple cling to each other during what they think will be their last days on earth, but what happens to the relationship they built when the world doesn't end after all?

Slowly, with each touch and each kiss

by whisperedstory

Word Count: 24,136

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21607546

Summary: When Jensen starts coming to JD's, the cocktail bar where Jared works, Jared is instantly interested in him. What starts out as a one-night stand quickly becomes a casual arrangement that Jared could easily see turning into more. But Jensen isn't looking for something serious and Jared would rather settle for being friends with benefits than not having Jensen in his life at all.

Baby, it’s cold outside

by Merenwen76

Word Count: 35,245

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22177129

Summary: Christmas is the best time of the year for Jared. But this time he's caught in a blizzard. With his boss, of all people. - Jensen Ackles This one not only hates Christmas but is also extremely hot.

A song in the stars

by strive2bhappy

Word Count: 39,813

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11224314

Summary: Jared Padalecki has dreamed of taking to the skies since he was five-years-old. When he becomes an adult and builds a spaceship of his own, he gets to do just that, looking for adventure -- little did he know the adventure waiting for him. Jensen Ackles is born part human, part Terryn and his life as an outcast is difficult -- music is his only real escape. When he's captured by the Dominion, an organization hell-bent on taking over every galaxy in every way they can, he's used as a lab experiment to see how his special, combined heritage can be advantageous for them. Fleeing Dominion control, he vows to himself, they will never find him again. A chance meeting between Jared and Jensen helps both of them get what they're looking for -- and the way things end up, it may have been more than just chance. From various planets throughout different galaxies, to nights under the stars in space, Jared and Jensen find in each other something worth fighting -- and possibly dying -- for.

#j2 fics #j2 au fic recs #j2 fic rec #au only

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neuronary · 4 years

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Do you have thoughts on modern au Suki?

Oh Boy Do I!

okay so in atla toph and azula are my favs, but i’m working my way through the rise of kyoshi books and like. i stan one (1) avatar. sucks to be aang roku and korra bc like. they just Cannot Compete.

so suki would be on kyoshi’s football (or soccer, for americans, do you feel special yet?) team, absolutely destroying it and her coach is also her mentor.

she’s captain of the team, duh, and she absolutely destroys sokka’s team when they play, then hahn’s, who makes her appreciate how dumb but well meaning sokka was.

she and sokka have to meet up once a week just to talk shit about hahn for an hour. kyoshi is amused.

at least until she hears that yue’s parents are making decisions about her dating life, at which point the kyoshi warriors accept her as an honorary member and kyoshi herself goes to knock some sense into them.

(kyoshi is under the mistaken impression that it is suki, not sokka, who wants to woo yue. arnook is suitably baffled when a random woman starts lecturing him on gay rights and his daughter as if the two are related.)

(they’re really not, says yue, who is a very cool and nice ally, but not quite there full time.)

anyway suki and yue are literally best friends and yue makes snacks for the kyoshi warriors and brings them to every practice. attendance has never been higher.

suki and katara get along well enough, but they have Issues because katara is big into social justice and is still getting to the point of understanding that having different priorities doesn’t make you evil. (she’ll burn out in a year or two and have to reassess, don’t worry.) suki wants katara to understand that just her being a teenage girl going into professional football is revolutionary enough, And she’s constantly encouraging other young girls to get into sports.

as an aside, i love suki to bits but she has terrible taste in memes and she unironically uses frat bro emojis. i refuse to equivocate or elaborate on this.

suki and toph in a modern au would really depend on the specifics. i think they have the potential to be absolute best of friends, but they wouldn’t necessarily get super close. in tkfatm (read here), they are gonna be very close. overall, suki thinks toph is nice but quite over the top and a bit aggressive. toph thinks suki is cool but a bit passive. they’d both help each other hide a body though.

suki and azula on the other hand. hoo boy.

so azula doesn’t play football, she does, like, roller derby, probably. of course, she plays a ‘casual’ match with the kyoshi warriors and they win by a slim margin. suki’s just played the best game of her life and azula, mai, and ty lee insist that they have to teach the kyoshi warriors roller derby too.

suki and azula are frenemy-rivals who would sell each other to satan for some tissues and a corn chip but talk shit about either one in the hearing range of the other and you Will die. they’re always on the verge of killing each other over various team rivalries but can absolutely agree that the professional leagues are continually fucking it up and if they’re not at each other’s throats they’re mutually bitching about a manager.

suki wishes azula would go into sport professionally, but she wants to be a lawyer and ozai’s pushing her to do business and management so she can take over from him one day. that’s never gonna happen.

(suki can must should and will murder ozai at her earliest convenience.)

suki and aang is pretty similar to suki and toph tbh. she’s not super close with him but she has nothing against him. i probably have more thoughts but i’ll only remember them later so i’m gonna end this here. (for now.)

#atla #suki #modern au #ask #anon

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vulpesmellifera · 5 years

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Things I Read in January 2019

This is just me being excited about stuff I read. It’s mostly Mystrade and Johnlock this month, and just a side of Sherstrade.

My favorites:

The Night is Darkest by missselene. Johnlock. Explicit. There’s a sequel being written at this moment. This will be a hard read for some people, but it is so worth it in the end. A triggering event causes Sherlock to seek out who he is and what he wants from life, while John faces his demons.

Nocturne by Atiki. Johnlock. Teen and up. John begins starting serious conversations with Sherlock at night. Among them are apologies, statements of regrets, fears, and hopes.

Evolutions series by Saziikins. Sherstrade. Teen and up. Sherlock misses who John used to be, and Greg is there for him. Short and sweet.

Breaking Point by Hastalux. Mystrade. Mature. There’s a terrorist attack and Mycroft is caught in the middle of it. Greg refuses to leave him there.

Time Slips by mezzo_cammin. Mystrade. Explicit. Mycroft will do anything to save Greg’s life, even if it means making deals, and messing around with the space-time continuum.

And, bonus, because I was a big time lurker for a while and kept a running list of favorites on my phone, here’s what I read (and loved most) in January of 2018:

Points by lifeonmars. Johnlock. Explicit. It’s angst with a happy ending, and it is so well done. Mary is still in the picture, and Sherlock has taken up a new hobby. Mary isn’t evil, there’s no Magnussen, and John struggles with his feelings while Sherlock learns how to be a little more human.

Memoranda of Understanding series by mydwynter. Mystrade. Explicit. Good god, I need to reread this one. I just remember loving it, and just being blown away by how good it is.

At Least There’s the Football series by sheffiesharpe. Mystrade. Explicit. It’s popular for a reason, y’all. Truly awesome domestic bliss and a wonderful romantic partnership between Mycroft and Greg.

The DI and the Spy series by chasingriver. Mystrade. Explicit. I’m pretty sure January of 2018 was me having just discovered Mystrade and devouring the big time popular fics. This one was super sweet and funny.

Midnight Blue Serenity by BeautifulFiction. Johnlock. Explicit. John lusts for Sherlock, who seems oblivious to John’s pining. It involves danger and casefic, woo!

Electric Pink Hand Grenade by BeautifulFiction. Johnlock. Explicit. Sickfic. Sherlock doesn’t do anything easily, so when he falls victim to severe migraines, he experiences synaesthesia and aphasia. John is there to help.

Fire and Ice series by kazvl. Mystrade. Explicit. This one is soooo good. There’s drama and angst with a wonderful storyline that diverges from post-Reichenbach canon in a believable way.

East End Boy by Mottlemoth. Mystrade. Explicit. So my headcanon is generally that Greg is someone who married a woman but was always gay (I know bisexuals exist; I am one, thank you), and when I read this I was like “YASSS! Thank you Moth!” because not only did it meet my headcanon, but the story is one of the best ones I’ve read, hands down.

A Christmas Carol by Mottlemoth. Mystrade. General. The funny part of this was that I was working out a Christmas Carol Johnlock version with my BFF, and I discovered this story and was all like “BFF! There’s a Sherlock fanfic of A Christmas Carol, but it’s a Mystrade.” And then I liked it so much I decided to abandon my version. Which is okay, because I moved on to fics for which I have a greater urgency to write later on.

Under the Rose by Mottlemoth. Mystrade. Explicit. Wow, apparently I read a lot of Mottlemoth in January of 2018. I’m among those guest kudos. I mean, this one is another knock out of the park.

Trying to Find the In-between series by NoStraightLine. Johnlock. Explicit. This series killed me, as it follows the series pre- and post-Reichenbach (where it diverges from BBC canon). Beautiful fucking story.

Tennis series by Jupiter_Ash. Johnlock. Explicit. I didn’t realize how much I could enjoy sports AUs until I read this along with the popular hockey and baseball AUs.

The second list is much longer simply because I was pregnant and spent A LOT of time reading. Now I have to face the consequences of pregnancy and be a parent (lol) so my time is not so free.

#sherlock fanfic #bbc sherlock #mystrade #johnlock #johnlock fic rec #fanfiction #sherstrade #2019 fic recs

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veridium · 5 years

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the dark side of your room

hey, it’s an All Time Low song for the College AU Update!! Woo!

Time for some more queer fluff and anxiety, what I do best!

masterpost // last chapter

Olivia: Hey, still down for me to come over in an hour?

Cassandra: Yeah, I’m just running errands. I will be back but I might hop in the shower. I’ll leave a key under the mat.

Olivia: Ohhh, a key...we’re getting heavy.

Cassandra: Don’t get cocky.

This must be like what people who are ‘Superb Owl’ fans experience the week leading up to the big sports game they all watch. Day after day, since the one when she asked her to come to the party it gets harder to breathe. It might also be from the surmounting happiness that she is in no way used to, that is nevertheless overwhelming. She can’t do what she usually does and hideout in Ellinor’s company, because she is just as nervous as she is -- if not more. Poor Ellinor. Their conversation by the soccer field is still fresh in her mind even two days after. Now, it’s Friday, making it 24 hours until it all goes down.

Whatever ‘it all’ is, remains to be seen.

Speak of the devil. She catches a familiar, similarly petite figure walking past her open doorway while she’s finishing up getting ready for the night.

“Hey!” she peers out the doorway to see Ellinor fumbling with keys sluggishly, backpack on her shoulder. “Everything okay?”

Ellinor glances briefly. “Yep! All good.”

“You sure?”

“...Are you?”

Olivia strolls out into the hall and to her, all the while Ellinor finds her key and slides it into the lock. She stops short of twisting it, mouth tight with bated breath behind it, so it seems. In return, Liv grins in order to provide some form of comfort.

“At least our costumes look hot.”

“They do. They really do.”

“...Ugh, I’m so worried Dorian is going to make Cassandra want to punch him or something--”

“And if the lesbians scare the shit out of Cullen, I’m gonna--”

“Oh God, Cullen and gays...Cullen and the leftist kombucha hipsters?! Do we even know--”

“We don’t! That’s what I’m saying! And isn’t this Cassandra’s first real thing, going out with a girl?”

Olivia bites her lip. Fuck. She’s right. “Oh no. I’m taking her to the lion’s den right off the bat. Oh my God, why didn’t I think of this. I should have called for brunch like normal queer people do. The fuck is wrong with me?”

“I don’t know! I don’t know the gay agenda protocol for this, you never gave me a copy!”

“You aren’t supposed to have one, Ellinor, it’s not a Reader’s Digest.”

“Pfft,” Ellinor leans unto her hip and rolls her eyes. “Fine. Figure out the heirosapphics all on your own, then.”

Olivia pouts. “You stole that joke from me,” she grumbles, before brushing hair out of her eyes. “I have to get going, I’m supposed to be at Cassandra’s in like...whatever amount of minutes is left. I don’t know.” She pulls out her phone to check the time. Fifteen minutes, to be exact.

“Well then go on, get out of here,” Ellinor shoos, “I got plans too, anyway.”

“With C--”

“Yes, with him! Who else, the Pope?”

Olivia shrugs and dances off back on her toes towards her door. “Touchy Ducky!”

“I hate when you call me th--” the rest of Ellinor’s avarice is cut off by the door shutting. Yeah, yeah, she hates being called a touchy ducky. Which means, naturally, Olivia will have to tell it to Cullen and say she loves it, because pranks are healthy for any sustainable friendship. She giggle-snorts all by herself and searches around for her pair of sneakers she tossed somewhere earlier in the week, the perfect casual cap-off to her black leggings and tank top. Whatever tomorrow night turns out to be, at least she has tonight.

Only five minutes late, Olivia makes use of the key hiding for her when knocking doesn’t work. When she enters, the holiest of smells -- Italian spices that promise carbs -- greets her first. The kitchen is lit up, and on the stove is a big pasta pot that seems to sing to her. She follows the aroma over to it and finds steaming spaghetti, sauce, meat balls, large forked serving spoon and all. Beside it are two small bowls, and only two. Was Cullen not around? Eh, figures, if Ellinor said they had plans.

That means Cassandra made this. Cassandra made this for her. God, it’s been too long since she had any close associates who knew their way around a kitchen. Ellinor is a walking bio-hazard, Theia knows every order-in number in the city, and Josephine...well, she probably cooks, but she just doesn’t brag about it.

A whine gets caught in her throat -- the kind of “aw” one she makes at puppies in the mall and kids in the park. This is so sweet.

She drops her shoulder bag on the small dining table and lets herself wander. One slow loop around the coffee table, absentmindedly observing all the furniture. Sounds of a shower echo from the other side of the suite, and the mystery is solved just as to where Cassandra is. She must have gotten right into cooking and forgotten to shower when she got home.

Olivia comes to a halt at the mouth of the dark hallway and peeks with growing curiosity...

She’s been down to Cullen’s side, during the infamous occasion she went a bit Rutherferal, but that’s long in the past. Okay, a week, but the past is the past. Cassandra’s, on the other hand, is like some mystical Narnia closet. No one’s been in, and no one’s gotten out as far as she knows. The first time she slept over it was implicitly clear the living room was where she was invited and nowhere else.

What’s so mysterious about a dorm suite bedroom, anyway? What, is she hiding two twin beds down there put together to make a queen? The more she speculates, the more her feet inch closer and closer to the mostly-shut door. The light from the other side almost adds to the temptation. Liv, don’t, this is so weird. Yet, she keeps going, all the way until she reaches the door. She looks back down the other end, silent as sin: the shower is still going. So, against all logic in her head saying ‘stay in your lane,’ she pushes the door open. Expecting the worst, like in that Fifty Shades bullshit film.

The first thing to hit, again, is the smell -- it’s not spaghetti. Lavender? Lavender. In the corner on a desk a diffuser is on, spouting steam into the air. It invites her in like a shiny thing would to a squirrel, and in the process, the rest of the space becomes unfolds: A made bed with navy blue comforter and pillow cases, a stuffed bear against the throw pillow -- wait a minute, she has a stuffed bear? Yes, a stuffed bear with a button nose and all. Is that what she doesn’t want anyone seeing? Just a stuffed animal? I have five under my bed alone...

On the wall facing the door the curtains are pulled but the window is shut, and the floor is completely clean. The laundry basket by the door is almost empty, holding nothing but a t-shirt and a few socks. Up on the wall lining her bed there are origami stars and shapes taped all over, some making what look like constellations. They’re beautifully meticulous, just like Cassandra.

Nothing surprises her more than what she finds in and around her corner desk on the right, diagonal to her bed. Standard dorm honey-colored wood and red upholstery on the chair. Her laptop squarely centered, with a cup of pens and pencils off to the side. Books stacked neatly all around. On the attached shelf above it all are pictures with black frames, all shorter than the gold, silver, and blue trophy for some sport or another.

The pictures, though: that is what draws her in even more. From left to right there are four, total: the first shows two adults smiling with two kids: a boy, standing in front of the man holding onto his arm across his chest, and the other, a girl, held on the woman’s hip. She’s wearing a pale pink babydoll dress, she can’t be any other than six by the look of her baby face and twisted pair of buns in her long, dark hair.

Is that her? Wait, shit, then this must be her family.

The next picture provides more answers: the same adult couple, only the kids are older. The teenage boy is holding a soccer ball against his hip, and he has his hand on his Mother’s shoulder. They’re at the park, or somewhere green, and Cassandra is sitting on the blanket hugging her knees in a similar fashion as she did when she and Olivia lounged on the field. No baby pink anything in sight, though, just grey basketball shorts and a shirt, both a little big on her. The third is one of her and the boy again, her on his back riding piggyback and smiling such a joyous smile, it looks as if she was about to burst. Cheesy, and Cassandra is never cheesy. It’s heartwarming, the way the boy is looking at her from his periphery, chest puffed with pride.

The fourth and final one, though, is just him. He’s much older, and the picture is weathered even with the glass shielding it. As if it spend years just by itself, stashed or crammed somewhere, before finally being framed. The shot is off-center, tilted at an angle that cuts off the top of his head, making the shot look clumsy. He’s leaning against a car front, arms crossed and strong. The washed out lighting, like it was taken by a disposable camera, makes everything seem too bright: except for him, his smile, and his car.

He looks so nice. Why does she never talk ab--

“What are you doing?”

Olivia flinches like a cat struck by lightning, whirling around with her hands linking up behind her. She had been leaning over, soaking up every last inch of detail, but to the outside eye she simply looked nosy.

“I! Ah!” she struggles, “I’m...I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude.”

Cassandra shows no sign of intended placation. “You didn’t mean to, but you did.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I fucked up. “I did, b-but, I’m sorry. I just wanted...I think I was just…”

She tosses her clothes several feet into the hamper. “Just what? Going into someone’s room without asking or telling them?”

Olivia blushes and looks away, suddenly aware that she’s standing there with nothing but a blue towel on her and skin still damp from the shower. If there was a God, he would smite her this instant from her foolishness.

“Cassandra, I’m sorry,” she can’t say it enough, “I just--”

“Can you at least let me get clothes on?” Her tone is straight-and-narrow, and Olivia can’t quite discern whether she is deeply pissed or deeply understanding. She knows what she sounds like when she’s losing her cool, and it’s not anything like this. It’s unnerving, to say the least. Though, the guilt leads her to vacate the room without so much as a word, shoulders hunched and arms crossed as she skims past her.

The door shuts, leaving her to think about what she did. And boy, does she: making a slow death-march to the couch where she sits smack-dab in the middle. Every half-second feels like an hour, her knee anxiously bobbing. Her arms haven’t left her chest, and her lungs feel like kiddy pools for air.

Then, at last, Cassandra re-emerges. She’s wearing shorts, a black, slim hoodie, and a frown. Rather than join her on the couch she leans against the corner of the hallway wall and folds her own arms, phone in her hand. Olivia gets the courage to meet her eyes, and when she does, she’s reminded of how fatal ‘disappointment’ can feel.

“Well, I’m waiting,” Cassandra says flatly.

“Waiting for...for what?”

“For an explanation as to why you were nosing around my bedroom.”

“I was...um, the thing is, I couldn’t find forks in the--”

“Olivia Sinclair.”

Liv swallows and curls her legs up against her, hands hooking under her thighs. Humor won’t save her this time. “I don’t know! I just...the door was open, and for some reason, I just kept going and going until I was hip-deep and I just...didn’t think...well, fuck, okay, I didn’t think. That’s what happened. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, just please, don’t…” she’s spiraling into nervousness and it makes her words start to blur into one another. The sound of pleading, the kind that comes from someone who’s grown up being corrected too harshly for her age. “Please, I didn’t mean to...t-to...ugh, shit.”

Cassandra’s stoic, but just as Olivia is about to break from the tension it causes, she sighs through her nose and rolls her eyes, chin lifting towards the ceiling as she does so. “At least you’re bad at lying.”

“I know I c--h-hey! I’m not...I…” as she grumbles, she only vindicates Cassandra’s opinion, and elects to shut her mouth rather than dig the hole any deeper.

“Mhm,” Cassandra hums, moving away from the wall. The way her hips sway, like she has the upper hand and most of the battlefield already won, is both attractive and disconcerting. She comes to the side of the coffee table closest to the couch, sitting down on it directly in front of her. It’s so close, she has to keep a knee on either side of Olivia’s legs, but she makes do.

“I don’t like people invading my space,” she says as she settles in, very matter-of-fact.

Olivia is stiller than a grave casket, and stays that way. “Mhm...”

Cassandra smirks drily. “If you know, then why did you do it?”

“Because I didn’t think...”

“You weren’t thinking? You sure about that?” Her stare focuses, as if she has the power to break glass with it alone; only, Olivia is the one to crack.

“I...guess I just wanted to know about you. Maybe I thought your room would...satiate my curiosity.”

Cassandra raises a brow. “Ah, so there’s the answer.”

Olivia wants to leap out the window for a cold breeze. Or escape...kill two birds with one stone, as it were. No one likes their space to be invaded. Why did I do it? That’s such a no-go. God dammit.

“I guess I just wondered.”

“Wondered?”

“About your background. Your...childhood...and your interests…”

“Snooping is a great tactic...if it’s a matter of national security.”

Olivia huffs through her nose. “Oh, yeah, okay, technically that is correct. But...but…”

“But what, Liv? Are you suddenly scared of me?”

No. No, no, no. “No, it’s just!” She stops herself before she is definitely in yelling territory for no good reason. “I’m just nervous about everything, all the time, and sometimes it’s weird. I overthink even when I do impulsive things like go in someone’s room and look at their family pictures and gawk at their teddy bear and their fancy oil diffuser and yes, okay, I gawked. I admit it. It was all gawk….just...gawk-able...fuck, is that even a word? Fuck…” she whispers the last expletive as she leans forward onto her lap, putting her face in her hands. The solace she finds from Cassandra’s discerning capabilities only goes so far, though.

Then, in the self-induced darkness, she hears Cassandra chuckle, low and warm despite the conflict. It’s almost unbelievable, until it’s followed up by the sensation of hands holding onto her forearms and lips pressing to the top of her head. That makes it definitely unbelievable. A lingering kiss, before her hands move up to Olivia’s shoulders and start to rub nice and slow.

“I was only looking for an apology, not to put you to the guillotine.”

“I apologized like five times in one breath, though,” Olivia replies as she lifts her eyes out from her palms.

“Yeah, but you panicked.”

“I did.”

“I was looking for more of a calm, collected, sophisticated apology. Maybe even slightly poetic. Rhyme optional.”

Olivia’s mortification is olympic swimming pool levels, but even then, she finds she cannot escape the desire to giggle at her humor when it shows. It’s both kind-hearted and measured. Her hands go to her lap and she sits up more, chin still tucked from bashfulness.

“I can’t rhyme for shit, but...I can do sophisticated.”

Cassandra grins. “I’ll take it.”

Olivia takes a deep breath, mostly for herself and her still racing heartbeat. “I’m sorry I went into your space uninvited. I should have asked, and communicated, and respected your boundaries. I will take care to do that from now on.” The few seconds of ‘deliberation’ are more than enough on what remains of her nerves.

Luckily, Cassandra ends the anguish with a soft smile. “Very impressive. I don’t forgive you, but it’s impre--”

“What!?”

Cassandra bursts into a laugh, leaning back as she puts her fingers to her mouth. “I’m sor-rry, I couldn’t h...help--”

“You could help it, Pentaghast,” Olivia smiles, and takes it upon herself to push Cassandra the rest of the way down by her shoulders until she’s laying flat and expectant. Rather than do as she did in the field and make it interesting, she jumps off the couch and jogs to the kitchen.

“Kiss my ass, I’m getting pasta!”

“Hey!” Cass jumps up, “do I not get any appreciation as the cook?”

“No! Psh, you must be new here.” Olivia grabs a bowl and takes hold of the serving spoon.

“Oh am I?”

“Yep! Fresh mea-yAGH!” She shrieks as Cassandra’s hands rush around Olivia’s sides so quick they tickle her, cutting her off in her triumph. She giggles and curls against her hold, dropping the thankfully hardy bowl onto the stove while the spoon remains in a death grip. It’s not enough calamity to distract her from the silly awe she’s in, being like this. And Cassandra just rests her chin on her shoulder and chuckles along. Her strength nearly picks Olivia clean up off the kitchen tile.

“Stoopp! Let me!--” Olivia gets out in between laughs, “let me eat, woman!”

“Woman!? Is that all I am to you?!”

Olivia tries to wiggle free, but it’s a lost cause. “Yes! Ugh!” she huffs as Cassandra inches them both away from the stovetop, “A heartless, tormenting, merciless woman!” She finally pivots around to face her, arms bracing against her shoulders. Cassandra is smiling so big and bright...just like the way she did in the picture. Her arms stretch up straight until they wrap around her neck loosely, and Cassandra only glows more. Their laughs simmer down into tired, but wonderful giggling, and Olivia feels nothing but the urge to keep her this way.

“But...you’re my woman.”

“Yeah?” Cassandra mutters back as their faces draw nearer, her hands travel low down Olivia’s back.

Olivia makes a ‘tsk’ sound with her tongue. “Yeah, but...only part time.”

Gullible if only for a moment, she catches on. “...Ugh. Ok, I deserve that.” They move together as she pushes Olivia back against the edge of the counter.

Olivia gasps and giggles more. “Is this the way you’re gonna try to dance with me tomorrow night? All nice and close, then bumper cars?” Olivia teases, tongue sticking out for added effect.

“Tomorrow night?”

“Yeah, tomorrow night. The party..?”

Cassandra pauses and grins, but loses exuberance. She rubs Olivia’s arm lovingly before breaking from her. Her side-step brings her to the stove, where she picks back up the bowl Olivia dropped, and the spoon she surrendered; the pot needs stirring, apparently.

“Cass?” Olivia asks, feeling a bit left to hang, her hands going behind her and resting on the counter.

“Hm?”

“Is...everything alright?”

Cassandra nods, eyes still on her very important stirring. “I’m just hungry. Running you down must have reinspired my appetite.”

Olivia lowers a brow. “Uh-huh.” Her skepticism is either undetected or ignored, though, as Cassandra spoons the first generous spoonful into the bowl and hands it to her. Once it’s taken off her hands she goes to the second, and is equally as unceremonious with her own serving. Olivia stares down at the amazing looking meal in her hands but can’t seem to just enjoy it. Is she trying to ditch out? Is this a ditch-out attitude? Ugh, she does hate it. She’s just going for--

Cassandra hands her a fork. “I was thinking we could all ride together. I know how to drive Cullen’s car, anyways.”

“I mean, sure, but that means you’d have to…” it’s a wonder it takes her so long to figure it out, but when she does, the sentence doesn’t need finishing.

“Yeah, but that’s fine. I wasn’t planning on it, anyway,” Cassandra seems to read her thoughts anyways, and begins twirling the first bite of noodles around her fork.

“Okay. I just...I dunno, I thought you might want to since you did at Rylen’s…”

Cassandra shrugs, and leans her hip against the stove. Her forkful suspended in the air. “Yeah, but, that’s Rylen’s.”

Olivia scoffs, and begins forking around for a meatball to take a bit out of. “That place isn’t exactly child safety approved. What’s the difference?”

Cassandra swallows and tucks an ankle behind the other. “The difference is I don’t want to be drinking when I meet all your friends at once.”

“Oh, come on, it won’t be that bad. I mean, I went whiskey-hunting up in the cupboards the first...time…” crap, this isn’t a shining example. “You know, nevermind.” She shoves her first bite into her mouth to help ignore the sound of Cassandra’s smug chuckling. At first, she’s pressed, but then she looks down again in amazement.

“What the fuck? Cassandra, this is so good,” she mumbles with a full mouth, preparing another forkful, “oh my God.”

“Have you never had spaghetti before?”

“Ugh! Yes, I have! That’s not…” she forks it into her mouth some more, reckless abandon and starvation taking over. “Holy shit.”

Cassandra smiles and keeps modestly twisting and preparing her mature, normal person serving. “Here I was worrying I wouldn’t compare to your standards.”

“What, am I Rachael Ray all of a sudden?”

“By the way Ellinor looks at you in reverent fear while you explain how you get your onions diced so fine, I’d say it’s a strong possibility.”

“It’s just the way you hold the kn--you know what, I’m gonna just…” Olivia shakes her head, wiping her dirty mouth on her wrist. “Did you just know how to do this?”

“No way, I learned a long time ago. It’s one of the few things I can cook off memory.”

Olivia eyes her as she takes another bite. She wants to ask where, or who, did. Someone, at some point, had to have taught her -- and maybe there’s a story. A funny story, or a cheesy one. It doesn’t matter what kind, as long as it is one that could help her discover more about what makes her tick. Olivia’s never wanted to know every crumb of a person like this before like she does now, for her.

“Hm. Good to know, but I think I wanna know if you got the better bowl.”

Cassandra peers up, nonplussed. “What? But, it’s the same dish…”

Olivia draws herself in, step by devious step. “You sure? ‘Cause I think I gotta do a quality check.”

“Really.”

“Yeah. This is a democracy, right?”

Cassandra snorts, twisting another forkful just as Olivia is about to collide with her. She holds it out carefully, bowl underneath for insurance. “You are ridiculous.”

“Mhm,” Olivia repeats, before she takes the bite with glee.

“And this is a democratic-republic, woman.”

“...Woman?” she asks, but with her mouth full, it sounds more like ‘wuhmin.’

They link eyes, and Cassandra shakes her head slow. “You heard me.”

Olivia swallows, wiping the corners of her mouth and proper, before she sets down her bowl off to the side. She does the same with Cassandra’s, so that it can rest beside hers.

“Say that to my face,” she dares, pitting her torso against hers.

In return, Cassandra tilts her head, hand wrapping around her. “I just did. That was kind of the point.”

“You really don’t know how to play along with things without critique, do you?”

“I just don’t like double-standards.”

Their mouths veer in close as Olivia’s hands slide up her Cassandra’s arms. “You don’t like a lot of things.”

“No, but I like you.”

Olivia’s eyes widen. “Oh? Prove it.”

That’s the kind of thing you say right before you get kissed so well the world could end around your feet and you wouldn’t care: which is exactly why she said it. And the competitive look in Cassandra’s eye doesn’t disprove it. But just as she’s about to make her move, a ruckus erupts on the door. Out of nowhere Cassandra’s hold turns from casual to protective, and she whirls around to face the corner where the door is shaking from what sounds like hooves rather than fists. It isn’t long until the perpetrators are identified.

“Cass! I really gotta pee, help a guy out!”

“Yeah, Cass!! wake up, grandma!”

“Answer the group chat!!”

Three voices, all somewhat slurred, and definitely gregarious. Cassandra’s shoulders release and she moans in disgust, letting go of Olivia and marching towards the door to save it before the hinges break. She opens the door wide and fast, and two of the three stumble in while she stands by.

The boys make various ‘woah’ sounds as they collect themselves. Olivia recognizes one of them, the guy who opened the door at Rylen’s party. Which means he must be Rylen, of course. The other has a fresh undercut and is wearing a white v-neck and jeans, too well-dressed for a jock she’d think. The cloud of Axe-smelling odor overtakes the room and makes Olivia’s nose itch.

“What have I told you all about coming over on the weekends?” Cassandra asks, indignant.

They all straighten up. The third of them, a woman with brown hair tied back and wearing jean shorts and a sports bra underneath a flannel, walks in with keys in-hand. “You said...uh...call?”

“Yes. That is exactly what I said.”

“We’re just stopping by! We cut through campus on the way home. A break was in order.” She glides on through between the two others, immediately spotting Olivia standing with a thoughtless bitch face on. Or, she must be, because she stops dead in her tracks, and even backs up.

“Woah, dude, I’m sorry,” she puts his hands up, “I didn’t know--”

“Hey! You’re Ellinor’s friend!” Rylen manages to collect himself. He shoots a look at Cassandra and smiles big, “wait...what are you two doing wi--”

“You said you had to use the bathroom,” Cass is quick to usurp, still glaring.

Rylen’s happy-go-lucky act subsides, and he keeps his head down as he walks off out towards the hall. He gives a “Yes, Ma’am,” before disappearing completely.

“Sorry, Cass,” the one in jeans says as he pulls out a chair and sits sideways. “We haven’t been...uh...well, we’ve had a few.” He whisper yells it like he’s trying to tell a secret across a room. Oh boy.

“I couldn’t tell,” she replied, shutting the door and going to the cabinet. “You need water?”

“Nah!”

“Uh huh, okay,” she takes a couple plastic cups out and goes to the sink.

While she is busy filling them with tap water, Olivia is still there like a Greek statue, unsure of what to do. Jocks in close proximity like this feels...odd. Like they’re just as apt to sniff her hair as shake her hand; or maybe that’s just her snobbery. She takes hold of her elbow and slides herself up on top the counter to the right of the stove, reminiscent of her climbing escapade at Rylen’s house, only now she’s just trying to keep out of the way rather than day drink.

The seated guy’s gaze flickers over to her, as if he just now realizes she’s there, watching. “Hey, I’m Krem. I don’t think we’ve ever met,” he waves.

She nods once, and manages a grin. “Hello.”

“So your name is Hello? Is it a f-family name?” he gurgles out the last half, unable to keep himself from chuckling while the other stands wide and joins in. Oh great, they’re both laughing at her, and she’s only said one word. Can she phone a friend? Surely Ellinor knows what to do.

“Krem, cut it out,” Cassandra hands them both their cups. “This is Olivia. Olivia, these are some of my teammates, Krem and Lysette. You already know the brute using too much of our soap in the bathroom.” She returns to Olivia’s side and places her hand on the stove handle where a clean towel hangs.

Olivia side-eyes her, before the staring from both of them provokes a response. “Nice to meet you all.”

“Cass, is this the girl you--”

“Not a word, Lys.”

“...Right,” Lysette answers, rolling her lips shut and looking off to the side. “Well, good to meet you finally. We see you on the field with Ellinor all the time!”

“Yeah, we...we do that,” Olivia shrugs, but it comes off a little mechanical in her attempt to be approachable.

Krem finishes a gulp of water. “I think we had a class together. Was it anthropology…?”

“Oh, hah, no it couldn’t have, I haven’t taken any anthro classes here.”

“...Oh! Gotcha. Hm. I wonder who that blonde was then…”

“There are quite a few of us around. We have a local chapter established. We call ourselves “The Bleach Bunnies.””

They both laugh, a bit uncoordinated, but they laugh. Cass shoots her a grin, but in her Captain persona, she can’t shake her vigilance for her inebriated peers. A door opens from out in the hall, and heavy feet track on the carpet towards where they are all congregated.

“So, Liv,” Rylen dusts his hopefully freshly washed hands off, “you have eyes for our Master and Commander, here?”

Cassandra growls. “Rylen.”

“No, no, Cass! This is tradition--”

“Since when is it ‘tradition’?”

“Since uh, 2003! Approxim-manly!” He waves a hand dismissively, and Cassandra rolls her eyes and snorts with frustration. “Now, look. You’ve let Cullen get all the action from us even though you’ve been having a little escapowerade all on your own.”

“Esca...power..?” Olivia tilts her head and looks to Cass for answers, but she’s above trying to figure out the linguistics of the situations. The scene from Finding Nemo where Marlin yells ‘it’s like he’s trying to speak to me, I know it!’ comes to mind.

“You know, a randall-view--”

“Okay, okay,” Krem saves his friend from further butchering the English and now French language, “I think she gets it, dude.”

“Alright, fine! But she has to do the thing!”

“What thing?” Lysette asks, folding her arms against her leather bomber jacket.

“She has to do a shot!”

Do jocks just test each other for every little rite of passage with shots? Is that all there is to their courage? Jesus Christ. Olivia waits for him to say something, anything, to clue in that he’s joking. Or that he’s wrong. But he just stands there, t-shirt, khakis, crocs and all, hands sliding into his pockets and chest puffed out like he’s the big ol’ man of the house.

“Rylen, I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” Olivia says calmly.

“Oh? You think yourself above the rules?”

“No, I think myself already indebted to you in the amount of half a bottle of whiskey, the one I nabbed out your cupboard about…two? Three? Weekends ago. I prepaid my hazing process.”

They all go quiet, eyes and mouths agape at varying degrees. Even Cassandra has teeny bit of a wince on her lips.

Rylen, now rebuffed, blinks like that white guy gif. “Uh...oh. Indeb-ted.”

“Yeah.”

“Uh...that would...yeah that would do it. Wait, but, I thought Elli--”

“She had the rest of it, but she shared that with Cullen. I alone took down the first half.”

“But...but you’re tiny.”

Cassandra scowls while the others try not to giggle. Olivia only shrugs a second time, and picks up her bowl of spaghetti and brings it to her lap.

“What can I say: the shorter the woman, the closer to hell, Rylen.” A bit more comfortable, she lifts the fork of noodles to her lips. For some reason the other two start to making low noises of ‘oohs!’ and ‘uhh!” which seems to mean they approve? Or are at least entertained. It occurs to her that this must mean she bested him.

“Good one, Olive,” Krem remarks, so cheerful that she doesn’t have the heart to correct him on her name.

“I think that is answer enough,” Cassandra agrees, shifting her weight onto her feet. “I think you all should get going, it looks like the night’s just begun for you.”

“Ah, yeah, shit,” Rylen shakes his shoulders and saunters with that wide machismo walk, sizing Olivia up some more in his inebriated state, before he ushers them all with him. It all happens as quickly and rumbly as it began, and they stampede back from whence they came with much less fuss. A symphony of “Later, Cass!” and “Sorry, Cass!” with one “See ya, Olive!” as the cherry on top of a socially-awkward sundae. At last the door shuts, swiftly locks, and the quiet is welcomed back into the room. The nice, sober quiet.

Cassandra comes back, palms pressed to her thighs before she uses them to rub her face with a little exasperation. “Ugh. That won’t be the end of it.”

“Do they come around often?”

“More during the season, but...now it’s playoffs, so I don’t know. Rylen’s place tends to be headquarters, but sometimes...they just...ugh.” She elects to stand in the middle of the tile floor and fold her arms. She still looks a bit anxious, trying to decompress from the rush of events. Olivia can’t help but fixate on it while slicing a meatball that’s too big for one bite. Did that actually scare her?

“Hey,” she holds up the forked half and offers it, and takes on her best ‘Rylen’ voice, “I think you need more meat, bro.”

Cassandra rolls her eyes and grins with dread. “Don’t even start.”

“Bro, come on, get that protein. How else are you supposed to get--”

“No one ever says ‘get that protein,’” she chuckles and walks to her, and Olivia spreads her knees to invite her in; something she happily plays along with. All trapped in her hold, Olivia feeds her the sacred bite, and tries not to burst into giggles again.

“Do you still need your proof of my affection for you?” Cassandra inquires, wiping the corner of her mouth and then resting her hands on Olivia’s thighs.

There’s the penchant to continue the jest and say no: put up a fight and see where it gets her. Olivia is always ready for more playful fighting. But what can you say to a woman who was ready to deploy herself as a human shield against the unknown forces on the other side of a burgeoning door?

“I think I’m good.” She sets down her meal in favor of the rim of Cass’s hood and brings her in even closer.

“Are you sure? Because I did have a plan of action.”

“A plan?” she says hushed, “and what is this plan, exactly?”

“Uh...debating over whether to watch Titanic or Love, Actually. Then debating over the acting abilities of either cast. Then...more debate about the historical accuracies and politics that you will inevitably bring up when a male character is awful or another character is racist--”

“Or classist. You forgot classist. I hate that shit.”

“Yes. Classist.”

“Yeah.” Her smile widens, and she knocks noses with her playfully. “I suppose that all could be evidence to further support your claim. I can oblige. We should get started though, it’s already kinda late and I might have forgotten my ID to get into my dorm after 10...again...because I’m a dumbass.”

“Or you could just not go home.”

Olivia’s stomach erupts into butterflies drenched in pasta sauce and garlic seasoning, so much so her back arches like she’s being secretly zapped up with electricity. “I...could also do that.”

“What, you don’t want to?”

“No, I do, I guess I’m just...nevermind. I’m down!”

She smiles again. “Okay, good.”

“On one condition.”

Cassandra blinks and stops just as they are about to kiss. “Hm?”

“Only...if we do the thing I wanted to do the first night I stayed over.”

“You...you still want to make a pillow fort?”

Her shoulders bunch up in pre-eminent glee. “Yeeaaah.”

Cassandra sighs, but it doesn’t sound completely out of patience. “Alright, fine, you drive a hard bargain.”

More butterflies. More spaghetti butterflies. I can’t wait to brag about this to Ellinor, she’s gonna be so jealous. Yeah Cullen can eat two burgers in five minutes flat but can he say that he made a pillow fort?! Can anyone? This is some next-level shit. They kiss to seal the deal, and to her delight, she tastes like marinara.

#college au update #adventures of ellinor and olivia #day & age #friendship fic!#modern thedas au #WOOOOOO I LOVE ME SOME FUNNY FLUFF

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Persephone and Hades AU

All I can say is...I was really bored and it was like 3am. Sue me.

Hades - Roman: Roman has a big dog he named Spot and loves dearly. He’s characterised as being a very angry person, but in truth, he’s just upset he doesn’t get to leave the Underworld much. He throws a lot of parties for the denizens of the Underworld and often finds himself bored stupid by them. He just wants to find love, live his life out with his three-headed dog, and not be so bored all the time.

Persephone - Logan: he wanted to be like Athena but was cast into the role as a minor deity of grain and vegetation. He’s so salty about it, but even more so knowing it was his father’s idea he takes up the mantle of being the god of such things. He doesn’t hate Patton for making him a minor deity, but he wishes he were meant for something greater than grain.

Demeter - Patton: the god of the harvest, sacred law and the cycle of life and death. He had a large fight with Roman many years ago and doesn’t really speak about him all that much. Very protective of Logan because he’s the only son Patton has ever had and he had to steal him away when his one night stand with the all-powerful Joan — god-x of thunder and the two major celestial bodies, and high ruler of all gods, goddesses, god-xs — ended with the next in line — god-x Talyn, second most high ruler and controller of lightning and the stars — found out, impeaching on their right as next in line to rule. (They were really not happy, but Patton hid Logan away and gave him a very non-threatening deific power, so now Talyn doesn’t think Logan is a threat anymore.)

Thanatos - Virgil: He hates his job, so much. He has to listen to Roman whine about not seeing the sun and the plants and other people, and he has to actually work. People hate him, which gives him a lot of anxiety over other people and his own qualifications, but Roman’s pretty cool when he’s not whining and lets Virgil play with his three-headed puppy.

This is the 3am summary, and the part below is a better summary where I wasn’t so sleep deprived.

So; Roman is finally able to sneak away for a day and sees Logan, just working with some flowers. He’s like “ey, yo, what up cute as heck peasant mortal bitch”, and Logan’s like da fuq, and walks away so Roman gives chase and tries to woo him with flowers but they all die in his hands, so Logan revives them and Roman’s all like “wait, what?”, and Logan’s like “you know who I am right?”, and Roman’s like “no, who?”, and Logan’s like “god of the harvest, pretty minor and all”, and Roman’s stoked because he’s not mortal and he can come back to the underworld with him. Long story short Roman takes Logan, they get acquainted, they comes back, everything is dying because Patton’s worried about his son, Virgil’s like “dude told you so”, and then Logan marries Roman because that’s how things go.

Okay, better story now I’m free:

Roman, being Roman, is not totally a fan of being the god of the Underworld. Call him picky or a brat, but after a thousand years of trying to find some enjoyment in the task he’s got little to nothing to show for it except for a rocky friendship/rivalship with the god of death, Virgil.

After witnessing a few couples, one too many family reunions, and a multitude of other cutesy-lovey-dovey moments, Roman takes a break and heads to earth for a little RnR away from the Underworld, Virgil agreeing to keep an eye on his kingdom so long as Roman gives him the same amount of time off later on. So Roman heads to earth and as soon as his miasmic cloud pools up from the ground and he takes a look around he sees beauty.

The world is full of flowers as far as the eye can see, tiny pink buds and large yellow buds, all flowering under a gorgeous blue sky with barely any clouds. It’s nothing short of stunning, even if his miasmic clouds are killing off the flowers under his feet. So he walks on and after making his way over a hill he sees a man, sitting on the ground and picking up flowers to work with something in his lap. From the back, the man is just as stunning as his surroundings, but that gets Roman thinking about his mortality. If he brought the man back to the Underworld he’d die without ambrosia, and Roman isn’t the one with ready access to the stuff, unlike Joan and their many friends on the Mountain.

But that’s a risk he’s willing to take, so he approaches, pushing his miasma away and straightening the crown of thorns and bones on his head whilst patting down his clothes to appear more appealing. Then he coughs, speaks up in a way he hopes the mortals speak, and is floored when the man turns his head and the sun catches his eyes. His hand is still up a little, body draped in somewhat dark clothing, eyes covered by what appears to be two small pieces of the ocean — clear as crystal and water but not moving — and held in place by what looks like golden thread. His hands are holding a crown made up of flowers, perfectly woven together in an intricate braid that makes Roman want to learn about it even more.

The man stands up and, boy, he’s just a hand shy of Roman’s height which endears him even more to the god of the underworld. And Roman’s a big gay mess because this guy is just so cute with his crown of flowers and perfectly fitted chiton that’s maybe a touch too big in all the right places and dwarfs him just a little. So he asks for a name and gets Logan in return, before declaring himself Roman. Logan just blinks, says okay and starts walking away from Roman who quickly follows after him, trying to regain his attention. He trips and this is when Logan finally notices him, going to take his hand to help him up even though he can plainly see the way the flowers and grass have wilted under his touch. Roman freezes for a second, not sure how to handle this before he feels warmth around his hand and Logan is pulling him up.

At first, Roman thinks Logan might just be a strong mortal, maybe descended from a demi-god or finally someone who Roman’s powers refuse to work on. So he’s in near tears with joy because this guy is cute, doesn’t care about his status as a god of the Underworld, isn’t scared of him, and can touch him without being drained of his life-force, a really sweet all in one package that — if Roman weren’t a god — Roman would have been certain were made just for him by the gods. Then he takes Logan’s other hand and notices that the flowers of his crown are wilting quickly so he pulls away and apologises rapidly before Logan hushes him and waves a hand over the crown, the flowers pulling up and becoming life filled once more. Now Roman is intrigued, far more than a simple mortal human then, so a demi-god maybe with those powers. So he asks and Logan answers back that he isn’t a demigod just a minor deity with powers similar to his parent's powers. So Roman asks who his parents are and Logan responds that he’s the spawn of Joan — almighty deity that they are — and Patton — god of the harvest, the cycle of life and death, and the fertility of the earth — and yeah Roman is kinda floored because he never even knew Patton had a son.

So they slowly bond a little, Roman telling Logan about his role as the god of the underworld as Logan adorns himself with the crown he’s made and don’t they look a couple — a crown of thorns and bones next to one of fresh flowers - magical. And eventually it comes down to them finally resolving to tell Logan’s father about them, and Patton takes it as well as an overprotective father can take anything.

Roman rescues Logan from the Mountain and they run away back to the underworld to talk things out and come to the decision that if Logan eats something of the dead he becomes a thing of the dead — Roman isn’t too into it since it’s permanently altering Logan and he doesn’t want to hurt his sweet summer boy, but Logan’s all for it and so, after asking Virgil many times, Virgil caves and hands over a pomegranate for Logan to eat, warning them of the effects it could have.

Logan eats it, becomes ill, and Roman takes him back to Patton to plead for Patton to help them. Patton agrees upon the condition that Roman treat his son well and resurrects Logan. From then on Logan is the co-king of the Underworld and takes a break off for six months every year to see Patton and keep the seasons in a steady, mellow warm state before returning and sending the world into winter and autumn. And maybe Roman spices up the decor a little to keep Logan happy. Adding flowers and lilies around his kingdom and domain for Logan to preen over and dote on — as stoic as he is with other people and gods he does treasure plant life.

Then the other gods find out, and both Talyn and Joan and nothing short of enraged. Yes they both like Roman, at least a little, but Logan and Roman being together is too much for them so they send Thomas — the god of the roads, travellers, trickery, commerce, sports, trade, and heraldry (among other things) — to tell Roman and Logan they’d better split up and that Logan is hereby ordered to return to earth. It doesn’t work, they go to war with Virgil, Roman, Logan and Patton over it and finally Roman almost dies but Logan uses the life forces of some of his flowers to keep Roman from dying at the cost of his own life force being drained away a little to keep the flowers alive — so basically he gives his life force to Roman but a lot less than he would have if he hadn’t used the flowers kind of like a coin going into a bank and gaining interest over time before being taken out.

Roman exchanges the dark and dreary vibes for something a little lighter, Logan decides to keep up with his usual vibes, Virgil complains that the Underworld should be dark and scary, and Patton just keeps putting plants all over the place to drive Virgil insane (not really, he thinks he’s too cute to actually drive the god of death insane, but it’s funny to see him so up in arms about the Underworld turning into earth with all the new additions)

Roman, Patton and Virgil’s entire deal with Logan pretty much boils down to “touch my sweet spring husband/child/boss and you die”, Logan’s his own fair share of protective but to less of an extent with the others around, alone he cracking knuckles over anyone who so much as says Roman is a terrible god or Virgil is scary or Patton’s too emotional for his own good, he takes no shit from no one and that includes Joan and Talyn — they are scared, help them.

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Kiseki no Sedai (as a whole team)

Here’s the detailed masterlist with links so you can easily access to each request and see what I’ve written so far (it’s under “read more” as the list is long and that it won’t take too much of your dashboard). The list will be updated at least at the end of each month if not before and whole masterlist will also be posted after I post others.

If any of the links doesn’t work, it’s on the wrong place or takes you on different sites, please tell me.

Last update: 23rd August 2017

Kiseki no Sedai

Cooking together

Gf having insomnia

Seeing their s/o in their jersey (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

S/o with cat ears and tail (+ Kagami)

S/o refusing taking nasty medicine (+ Kagami, Imayoshi)

Gf sticking up for their boyfriend (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Gf, singing idol (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

A gf witch (+ Seirin High)

S/o paying more attention to book/movie (+ Kagami, Imayoshi)

Walking in on s/o jamming out (+ Kagami, Himuro)

S/o dancing in public on purpose (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Gf snorting while laughing by accident (+ Kagami, Imayoshi)

Jealous GoM when their s/o keeps being confessed to/hit on (+ Nijimura)

Gf casually giving a peck on the lips of her gay (and attractive) male best friend as a greeting (+ Kagami, Nijimura, Mayuzumi)

S/o cheering loudly during a game (+ Kagami)

S/o getting pushed down the stairs (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

GoM as yokai/Japanese mythical creatures (+ Kagami, Momoi)

Meeting their s/o they met online for the first time (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Gf calling at 3am, missing their voice (+ Kagami)

Taking care of s/o with flu (+ Kagami)

Gf accidentally farts and sneezes while being sick (+ Kagami, Imayoshi)

GoM finding bruises on their gf (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Partner sucks at basketball (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Waking up their s/o in bed (+ Kagami) + How would they wake up their s/o? (+ Kagami)

Buying female hygene items for their gf (+ Kagami)

Gf geeking out over a show (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Gf smacking their butts (+ Kagami, Himuro)

S/o related to one of the other (+ Kagami)

Gf fangirling about their deep voices in the morning (+ Kagami, Himuro)

GoM working at Starbucks and serve adorable girl (+ Takao, Himuro)

S/o laughing with other guys (friends/childhood friends) and getting jealous and a little yandere (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Sharing Friday night with s/o

Attempting to buy pads and tampons for their gf (+ Kiyoshi)

What kind of music do they listen to? (+ Kagami)

Booty or boobs? (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Imayoshi)

S/o waking up screaming, scared and running out of their room, but no nightmare (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Hanamiya)

Proposing (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Slapping their gf’s butt (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Gf throwing up in school (+ Kagami)

Saying ‘I love you’ to their s/o for the first time (+ Kagami, Himuro)

(trigger warning) Seeing old scars on their s/o (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Reaction to Haizaki hitting on their s/o (+ Kiyoshi, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Reaction to playing footsie during dinner with their parents (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Watching s/o’s favourite anime together (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Dealing with gf’s jealous little and stubborn brother (+ Kagami)

Jealous s/o (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Reaction to their baby taking first steps (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Trying to kiss their s/o, but they avoided it (+ Kagami, Takao, Imayoshi, Himuro)

S/o playing otome games (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Confessing to their crush that they really like, but their crush rejects their confession because they’re insecure and they think they’re not good enough for them (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Takao, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Yandere GoM

Reaction to getting groped on bus/subway, while intending to grope their gf (+ Kagami, Himuro)

First date and trying to lean in for a kiss, s/o standing up on toes

Kiss for the first time (+ Kagami)

Going to teen party (+ Kagami, Takao, Himuro)

(trigger warning) Reaction to s/o being abused (+ Imayoshi)

S/o fangirling over Free! characters (+ Kagami, Takao, Kasamatsu, Himuro)

Following their crush home late at night, to not let anything happen to them (+ Kagami)

Coming home after a losing game to the comforts and cuddles of their s/o, and realizing that they were the perfect partner to spend rest of life with

Reaction to s/o being injured in a match similar to Kirisaki Daichi style (+ Takao, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Reacting to their child’s first word (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

Seeing their s/o punch someone for badmouthing them (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Songs that play when they kiss their s/o for the first time (+ Kagami)

Touching crushes’ chest by accident (+ Kagami)

Holding their newborn for the first time (+ Kagami)

Walking in on their s/o dressing (+ Kagami)

Tipsy GoM and sappy declaring their love to s/o

Reaction to their s/o pranking them with fake positive pregnancy tests (+ Kagami)

Dating s/o who also plays basketball (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Gf falling asleep on their lap (+ Kagami)

Reaction to finding out s/o is an amazing cook (+ Kagami, Takao)

Reaction to their gf being kissed by another boy, who liked her, against her will (+ Kagami)

Spoiling pregnant gf with attention and acting silly, wanting to touch her stomach (+ Kagami)

Introducing shy gf to the team (+ Kagami)

(trigger warning) Meeting s/o’s abusive father

Comforting s/o after losing their family pet (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi)

Finding their s/o in front of their doors in tears after running away from home (+ Kagami)

(with photos) Perfect date idea (+ Kagami)

Favourite place to leave biting marks/hickies on their s/o (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

GoM’s life as described by the state of their room

Doing their POC daughter’s extremly curly hair (+ Kagami)

Playing horror game and their s/o is afraid of the jumpscare, but want to finish the game (+ Takao, Himuro)

Watching Pretty Little Liars with s/o (+ Kagami)

S/o playing a rough sport and trying to convince them to stop, only for s/o to storm away angry and boys realizing they’re in love (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Imayoshi)

Having a nightmare of s/o dying, but waking up next to them (+ Kagami)

Forced to accompany s/o to their fangirl activities

Trying to learn new language with s/o

Reaction to s/o telling them ‘I love you’ for the first time while being intimate (+ Kagami)

Getting hit on by a gay guy while being with s/o (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Taking care of s/o with a bad cold (+ Kagami, Hyuuga, Kiyoshi, Himura, Haizaki)

Speaking up/objecting during marriage of the person they love (+ Kagami, Kasamatsu)

Reaction to finding out their s/o doesn’t want to be intimate until marriage (+ Kagami, Izuki, Imayoshi)

Reacting to s/o coming home with a big puppy (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

Confronting guys after over hearing them checking out and making vulgar comments about their s/o during gym class (+ Kagami, Himuro, Nijimura)

Finding out gfs’ yandere ex wants her back

Trying to impress their gf + Trying to woo their gf

When they come to their s/o’s house the first time and their dog gets jealous and stalks the two (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Kasamatsu, Takao)

Listening to One Direction by s/o’s reccomendation

Game of Thrones AU

Shingeki no Kyojin AU

Catching s/o fangirling/-boying over Levi Ackerman

Seeing/catching their s/o create their own Sims and trying to get them together while being in the same house with other members

Where would they hold their wedding ceremony (+ Kagami, Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Comforting nervous s/o before her violin performance (+ Kagami, Takao)

Stuck on an elevator with their not yet s/o but crush whom has a tiny case of claustrophobia and is kinda freaking out and clinging onto the boys arm (+ Kagami)

Pillow fight with s/o (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

Yandere gf like Yuno Gasai from Mirai Nikki (+ Kagami, Himuro, Hanamiya)

A guy lifting their gf’s skirt (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

S/o getting in a fight over them (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

What would they eat for breakfast? (+ Kagami)

Reacting to s/o declaring a tickle war and attacking them with tickles, trying to make them laugh (+ Kagami)

Finding out their close friend is a love rival for their crushes heart (+ Kagami)

(gif) Favourite cuddling position

Reacting to their crush falling asleep on the bus next to them after a field trip and their crushes head ending up leaning on their shoulder when they hit a small speed bump (+ Kagami)

Waking up their s/o, but they’re too tired (+ Kagami)

Reacting to falling on top of their crush in an empty hallway (+ Kagami)

Reacting to having kinky s/o (+ Kasamatsu, Sakurai, Himuro, Hanamiya)

Being in love with the same girl and competing for her love (+ Takao, Himuro, Haizaki)

GoM being taken cared of by their s/o after being injured during a basketball game/practice (+ Kagami)

Going to a family Christmas party with their s/o and they find out s/o has a really big family and ends up being picked on the whole time (+ Imayoshi, Hanamiya)

Throwing a birthday party for their friend

GoM as best friends headcanons

(with photos) S/o’s wedding dress (+ Kagami)

Martial arts style (+ Kagami)

GoM’s YouTube channels

Reacting to finding their crush’s diary and reading it (+ Kagami, Haizaki)

The first thing they do after sex (+ Kagami, Haizaki, Hanamiya)

Reaction to oblivious s/o being checked/hit on by other guys (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Reaction to gf saying she wants to dance like in Dirty Dancing movie (+ Kagami)

How would they react when they find out their crush was cheated on? (+ Kagami)

(trigger warning) Depressed/suicidal s/o (+ Hanamiya)

Asking their gf to call them by first name

Reaction to being cheated on by s/o (+ Kagami)

Best sport instead of basketball (+ Kagami)

(gif) How would they propose for marriage? (+ Kagami)

Watching s/o who is a ballet dancer (+ Kagami)

Gf suddenly slapping them because of disagreement during an argument

What kind of mythical creature would they be? (+ Hanamiya)

Teacher!GoM having a crush on their student and confessing once they graduate (AU)

Reacting to their s/o can’t bear a child (+ Himuro, Mayuzumi)

Reaction to seeing their s/o for the first time (+ Kasamatsu)

What do they prefer; tall or short girls, and what kind of hair (length, color) would they like on their partners? (+ Kagami, Kasamatsu)

GoM trying to make Midorima and Akashi laugh

(gif) Prom night (+ Haizaki, Hanamiya) + (gif) How would they look dressed for/at prom? (+ Kagami)

Relationship headcanons

Walking in on their zombified s/o, but assures them it’s only makeup (+ Kagami)

Reacting to s/o singing a Queen song (+ Kagami, Hyuuga, Kiyoshi, Izuki)

S/o getting really frustrated because the guy won’t let them talk so they just start shouting/cursing in their native language during an argument (+ Kagami)

Finding out their s/o previously dated another one of them (+ Kagami)

(gif) How would they wake up their s/o?

Teams mocking them with jealousy because of their cute gf (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Takao)

(gif) Cuddling before bed (+ Kagami)

Reaction to s/o leaving temporarily Japan and missing their basketball match to see a game in Brazil-FIFA (+ Hanamiya, Imayoshi)

Reaction to s/o being mma/boxing champion (+ Kagami)

(trigger warning) Reacting to anorexic s/o

Finding out their s/o has a secret tattoo/piercing

Being chased by a little kitten whole day (+ Kagami)

Seeing their normally quiet s/o giving someone who annoys them a well-earned verbal beatdown

Reaction to s/o playing with a little kitten

Zombie AU where s/o gets seperated from the team in charge for supplies (+ Kagami, Hanamiya)

Reaction to s/o getting really excited about their favourite animal (+ Kasamatsu)

Finding out their s/o has been working together with Kise (+ Kagami, Kasamatsu)

Which pet would they have in their household? (+ Kagami)

Gf making them have a Christmas marathon

(trigger warning) S/o being insecure about their stretchmarks

When dating their crush for some time and the so innocently invites them on a shower together (+ Kagami, Takao, Hayama)

Visiting gf’s house, where he falls on her and when they were about to kiss her, her brother, Nijimura, comes in

Trying to catch their s/o at the airport before they board a plane to go back home and convincing them to stay (+ Kagami)

Seeing a poster of the newest broadway show and they see their S/O and it says they’re one of the leads (+ Kagami)

(AU) Finding out their s/o was a ghoul (+ Hanamiya, Hayama)

S/o bringing them to a visual kei/Jrock concert (+ Kagami, Takao, Imayoshi, Himuro)

Trying to ease up their crush who’s been paired up with them for a science project and their crush is very quite, shy and nervous around them because they secretly have a crush on them back but don’t know the boy likes them too (+ Kagami)

Finding out their s/o is a stoner (+ Kagami, Mitobe)

Seeing their s/o dressing into lolita fashion (+ Kagami)

Reaction to daughter escaping the house (+ Haizaki, Hanamiya)

Reaction to their s/o wearing their shirts but no panties (+ Kagami, Hanamiya, Haizaki)

Getting scared on the top of Ferris wheel (+ Kagami)

Waking up to their s/o making a flower crown around their head (+ Kagami, Imayoshi)

When they go cliff swinging/jumping (+ Kagami)

Response to their s/o asking them to cosplay a popular couple or ship from a fandom or anime, who would they go as? (+ Kagami, Takao)

Reacting to their s/o kissing their injury (+ Kagami, Takao)

GoM being jealous that their s/o spends too much time with their captain/is too close (crossover with Free! and Haikyuu!!)

What would they do if their s/o has a panic attack (+ Kagami, Takao)

Their s/o saves them from getting mugged with good self-defense (+ Kagami)

Reacting to their crush (captain of school's martial arts) winning against tough opponent (+ Hyuuga, Himuro)

Reaction to their crush best friend confessing that the crush has feelings for them, but are too shy and insecure to confess (+ Kagami)

(with photos) Surprising their s/o with cute promposal (+ Kagami)

Where would they ask their s/o to prom? (+ Kagami)

How would they react when they find out that their s/o's parents didn't like them? (+ Kagami)

Rejecting a guy's confession (+ Kagami)

Learning that their s/o has tics and are afraid of their reaction as they were teased when they were young (+ Izuki, Mitobe, Himuro)

Most to least likely to experience love at first sight and what makes them fall in love at first sight? + What do they like in a girl?

Out of GoM + Imayoshi + Hanamiya would enjoy watching Jurassic World with his gf?

GoM having a crush on a girl, who's dating Furihata

Ways to get them laugh

Shower/bath time with their gf

Preparing/giving their s/o chocolate on a White Day (+ Izuki, Takao)

Reaction to finding a vibrator in their gf room (+ Kagami, Himuro, Haizaki)

Reaction to their s/o covering up with a blanket during intimacy (+ Kagami, Himuro)

Playing volleyball with s/o who plays for the team (+ Kagami)

(gif) Finding out their crush likes Kuroko

Reactions when their s/o starts singing along the music and they're really into it (+ Takao, Miyaji, Hayama)

A little fan coming up to them after a game and telling them they want to be just like them when they get older (+ Kagami, Kasamatsu)

Reaction to s/o hinting to have sex for the first time (+ Kagami, Kiyoshi, Kasamatsu, Hanamiya)

S/o making funny faces at baby/toddler standing in front of them in the line at the store (+ Kagami)

Reacting to their s/o dunk slam cam them in front of whole class (+ Hanamiya)

Taking care of their loopy s/o after they removed their wisdom teeth (+ Kagami)

Reaction to seeing their naked gf by accident when a wave rips off their swimsuit (+ Kagami)

Taking their child to school for the first time (+ Kagami)

Getting tackled to the ground by a big dog, who belongs to their crush (+ Kagami, Takao)

Finding out their s/o is a cat lover and owns 6 cats

Guys being jealous because their s/o has otaku guy friends (+ Kagami)

(gif) Reaction to their s/o wearing a brazillian bikini (+ Kagami, Takao, Kasamatsu)

(gif) Reaction when their s/o slaps them on their booty

Seeing their s/o for the first time in 5 months after they returned from studying abroad (+ Kagami)

(trigger warning) Getting suspicious that their s/o is pregnant, but has been purging (+ Kagami)

#masterlist #Kiseki no Sedai #Kuroko Tetsuya #Kise Ryouta #Midorima Shintaro #Aomine Daiki #Murasakibara Atsushi #Akashi Seijuro #Generation of Miracles #Kuroko no Basket #knbscenarios

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