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brainfuzzz · 1 year

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Old Truths Ch. 13 "Joker Part 1"

!!!PLEASE READ!!! If you are a huge fan of Doflamingo and don't want to read about him being, well, a jerk, then maybe don't read the next couple chapters. While I am writing from Doflamingo's point of view in this chapter(and other parts) I am writing him to be more antagonistic. So again, if you don't want to read that then please skip this and connecting chapters till the point of view is switched.

ALSO, please keep in mind that this is all from Doflamingo's point of view. So, if Crocodile does something that seems off its because... well, its from Doflamingo's point of view and his prospective so yeah. Also, for this chapter and some of the next, Doflamingo is going to call Crocodile(while in backstory) the Snake Empress or the Amazon because, again, I don't want to come up with a dead name for Crocodile when Oda could potentially make crocomom canon lol

Last thing, for this fic we're going to say in the backstory that Rosinante hasn't joined Doflamingo's crew yet. I kinda searched to see when he joined and don't remember what I found and... yeah lets just go with he hasn't joined yet.

With the events at Marineford wrapping up, most of the heavy hitters have either fled the battlefield or have retreated deeper within the remains of the once proud Naval Headquarters. By now, Doflamingo is the only one that still lingers. He sits on a crate, watching the pasifistas get corralled onto a ship to be sent off to be repaired by Vegapunk. As the last one loads onto the ship, a wide grin stretches across his face.

“Turning a warlord into a mindless killing machine that bows to the military’s every whim. Makes you wonder what could be in store for our future?” He says with a low chuckle. Sentomaru stares at him.

“This doesn’t concern you, Donquixote Doflamingo.” He turns to board the ship after giving him a warning glare. Doflamingo can only laugh.

“Doflamingo,” Tsuru approaches from behind. He glances over his shoulder to find her frowning with the usual amount of disdain. “It’s high time you disembark. Your assistance is no longer needed.”

Doflamingo gives a heh and slides off the crate. He slips his hands into his pockets as he approaches her. He only stops when he is so close that it forces her to look up at him. Her expression doesn’t change.

“How kind of you to have volunteered to be my chaperone,” His grin widens but still, her expression is the same. “But there’s someone I need to speak with. So, you won’t be getting rid of me just yet.”

It amuses him when her eyebrows raise. He lets out a low laugh and steps past her.

She calls after him. “Who could you possibly need to speak with?”

He doesn’t waste his breath answering her. The fall of Whitebeard meant a new era would be ushering in and already the world has shaken. Between Blackbeard taking Whitebeard’s devil fruit, granting him two devil fruits, the mere existence of the pasifista’s, the death of Gold Roger’s son, and the last one… Monkey D. Luffy. The vein in Doflamingo’s temple throbs as Sengoku’s announcement rings in his ears.

“The child of Monkey D. Dragon,” Doflamingo’s body tenses as he speaks to no one but himself. An old wound begins to ache in his gut. Another memory emerges bringing him to a stop. Lifting a hand to his face, he erupts into laughter. “Could it really all be a coincidence… Crocodile?”

During the battle, Doflamingo had suggested they team up. It has never been a secret that Doflamingo coveted Crocodile’s mind. He is a man who could come up with a plan that would bring the world to its knees, provided he had the right resources. Resources Doflamingo was ready and willing to give. But the man is as stubborn as ever. He can’t say he was surprised to hear his so blatant refusal, but when Crocodile saved Portgas D. Ace, stalling his execution, Doflamingo had been seething. Crocodile doesn’t ally with others. Especially not with Whitebeard.

“But it wasn’t Whitebeard you were allying yourself with, was it?” Doflamingo steps in between two structures and smashes his fist into the side of an already crumbling building. His hit causes what’s left of the wall to crumble. The vein in his temple throbs harder. “It was him wasn’t it… but then again, it’s always been him.”

After Doflamingo had confronted Crocodile, they sparred. Crocodile had made Doflamingo angry, so he decided to teach him a lesson. But then Straw Hat Luffy had let out his conquerors spirit, shocking everyone who could withstand its reach. Doflamingo had laughed, because of course the brat would have the conquerors spirit. But while Doflamingo laughed, Crocodile looked like he had seen a ghost. When Crocodile tried to slip past, Doflamingo stopped him.

“Not trying to skip out on me, are you?” He used his strings to slice through the ground, but Crocodile easily dodged it. It was like a dance. Crocodile would try and mummify Doflamingo while Doflamingo would try to slice Crocodile to pieces. A nice sadistic dance of just the two of them. When Crocodile landed a few feet away, Doflamingo frowned, his anger spiking. Because Crocodile’s focus wasn’t on him, but on Straw Hat Luffy. “Am I not entertaining enough? Perhaps I should—”

“Dammit Mingo, out of my way!” Crocodile yelled just before sending out another one of his sables. Normally, Doflamingo would have dodged it with ease. But he had been paralyzed by a single word. Mingo. He hadn’t been called that in almost 2 decades. Hearing that name summoned the image of the only person to ever call him that. He could suddenly see them sitting in his bedroom windowsill, a cigar dangling between their fingers as they turned their face towards the breeze. He could still smell the sweetness in the rich smoke. Then they turned their face towards him and lifted the cigar to their mouth. Mingo. By the time he snapped out of his daze, Crocodile was already at Straw Hat’s side, facing Mihawk.

Doflamingo lets out an angry laugh. He runs a hand through his hair and leans against the opposite wall. A few marines walk past but scurry off when they catch the unhinged look across Doflamingo’s face.

“So, I was right,” Doflamingo laughs in a low rumble. “You’re alive… my secret Corazon.”

Doflamingo doubts that he’ll ever forget the day he first saw him. He had been on a small island to handle some business. It was menial enough that he wasn’t needed, so while his family was taking care of things, Doflamingo found himself strolling through a nearby town. Usually, he wouldn’t have bothered to subject himself to breathe the same air as common filth, but he was in an especially good mood that day. It wasn’t long until he found himself in the town library. Knowledge is power after all, and Doflamingo would never pass up an opportunity to learn something new. He remembers being surprised by how large this small-town library was. But as he meandered through the several bookshelves, he found something even more surprising: A woman from Amazon Lily.

He had never encountered someone from Amazon Lily, but he had heard of them. Most things said about the people were no more than uncouth rumors that made Doflamingo’s eye’s roll. He had no interest in the words of lusty men. Eventually he learned of their warriors and way of life. It intrigued him until discovering that they knew practically nothing of the outside world. They were content to stay oblivious and that was all he needed to lose all interest in them.

And despite that, there one was, standing in front of him in a library on an insignificant island. The warrior looked flustered as she whispered to someone Doflamingo couldn’t yet see. This piqued his interest enough to want to see who they were talking to. He slowly made his way around the room until he got his first view of him.

Sitting at a table with books both stacked and scattered around him, was the Snake Empress. He had been hunched over an open book, completely enthralled with what he was reading. A strand of dark hair had fallen in his face. Doflamingo observed how he brushed it behind his ear, letting his fingers linger for a moment before bringing the hand down again. Doflamingo didn’t try to hide the fact that he was staring. There was something about this person that drew him in.

The woman next to him looked eager to leave but the Snake Empress would only wave her away as he read. Without meaning to, Doflamingo spent the afternoon watching him devour book after book. While Doflamingo had never been naïve enough to call Amazons savages, ignorant felt more fitting. But this one was different. Never had he seen someone so hungry for knowledge. Sometimes he would look back on that day and wonder why he never approached him. But he couldn’t stay there forever, and eventually he had to return to his ship.

It wouldn’t be until he received the ominous letter inviting him for an interview with the Navy that he would see him again. It had felt like fate when the doors to the dome shaped room opened and in walked the same Amazon that had captivated Doflamingo. In the time between that day, Doflamingo had recognized his face in the paper and watched his career with interest. In each article it told of how calculated and ruthless he was with his enemies. His strategies against both pirates and marines put his foes to shame. For a time, it seemed all he wanted to read about was the Snake Empress. But it wasn’t until that day when they were to be interviewed that he realized something.

I want you.

At the time, he had only wanted his mind. He would have been a great addition to the family. Vergo was leaving to become a spy in the marines, so a spot had opened up. And with Doflamingo developing plans for his future, it seemed perfect. But he got a sense that this wasn’t something he should rush. So instead, he gave the Snake Empress his number and watched him flee the restaurant after their meal.

“Young Master, will they be a new potential addition to the family?” Giola had asked.

Doflamingo didn’t answer. Instead, he rested his head in his propped hand, tapping his finger lazily against his sunglasses and grinned.

He and his crew had left shortly after that only to read about everything they missed in the morning paper. Monkey D. Dragon and his fellow revolutionaries had attacked two world noble ships. But it was Dragon who had successfully killed a Celestial Dragon. He immediately became the Governments most wanted criminal. But as jarring as that news was, there was one picture at the bottom right that captured Doflamingo’s attention. In it, Dragon stalked through the pouring rain while carrying the Amazon in his arms. The Amazon looked an inch from death in the photo. Below the picture was a single paragraph.

Monkey D. Dragon carries the unconscious Snake Empress through the empty streets after killing a Celestial Dragon. It is unclear if the Snake Empress was caught up in the Revolutionaries evil deeds or if she was directly involved. Both parties disappeared shortly after this photo was taken.

“Monkey D. Dragon, huh?” The vein in Doflamingo’s temple throbbed.

After that article the Amazon was less and less in the papers. Eventually he stopped searching for him and let his focus return to his work. But it wouldn’t be long before fate put them back together.

Like all the times before, it was pure chance that they would be reunited. Doflamingo was seeking refuge from the rain when he came across a casino. They had stopped on that island to restock supplies and Doflamingo had decided to see what the nightlife had to offer when it started to downpour. Inside, the large open room was dimly lit and filled with game tables. A thick haze of smoke hung in the air mixed with the different assortment of colognes, perfumes, and alcohol. And there, across the room was him.

He sat facing the entrance giving Doflamingo a clear view of his face. A cigar hung from his lips as he placed his cards on the table. The other three men reacted with disapproval. When the man sitting directly across from him stood and reached out for the winnings, the Amazon grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it until even Doflamingo could hear the pop. The three men retreated with the one clutching his broken wrist.

Doflamingo approached the table. “Mind if I join?”

His eyes cut straight to Doflamingo’s, his once cocky smile slowly slipping into a neutral mask. He breaks away first to finish collecting his winnings from the last game. Doflamingo sits as the dealer shuffles out a new set of cards. The Amazon rests back in his chair in a leisurely lean. He lets out a puff of smoke while absently swirling a glass of whiskey in his palm.

Doflamingo leans back in his own chair, mimicking the Amazon’s posture. They both place their bets as he taps his finger against the felt tabletop. “You never called.”

The Amazon glances at his cards before taking a sip of his drink. “I lost your number.”

“Is that so.” Doflamingo’s mouth quirks into a tight grin while a vein in his temple throbs. He peeks at his cards. They’re good but not great.

The Amazon grabs a few of his chips and slides them to the center of the table. “I raise you.”

Doflamingo brings his hand to his chin, partially hiding his smirk. He lifts his right leg so that his heel is resting in the chair. “Fine, I’ll call.”

Doflamingo takes his chips and moves them next to his before pausing. The Amazon glances at him when he’s noticed that Doflamingo hasn’t moved.

“Actually,” Doflamingo says as he finally retracts his hand. “I’d like to raise you.”

The Amazon arches a brow when Doflamingo doesn’t provide anymore chips. Doflamingo shifts in his chair, enjoying the way the Amazon’s eyes narrow when he’s confused.

“If I win, then you come with me and see how life is within the Donquixote family,” He lifts his hand to quickly add, “As a trial run of course. I’m not forcing you to join my crew.”

The Amazon’s expression returns to neutral as he considers this. He takes what’s left of his cigar and puts it out in a crystal ash tray. Doflamingo watches with patience as he leans back in his chair, sipping his drink.

“How long would this trial run be exactly?” He places his glass on the green felt.

“One week.” Doflamingo doesn’t hesitate. As if this had been his plan all along.

“And what do I get if I win?”

“Why, you’ll get the most coveted thing of all. A favor from me.” Doflamingo places a humble hand on his chest. The Amazon rolls his eyes as he lifts his drink back to his lips. He takes a sip, never breaking eye contact.

“Fine.”

The dealer announces that there will be no more bets as they both show their cards. The Amazon reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a fresh cigar and silver lighter. He slips the cigar between his lips and tries to ignite a flame. Doflamingo raises out of his chair and walks around to sit on the edge of the table next to the Amazon. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out his pink lighter and sparks a flame instantly.

“Would you like me to show you to the ship?” he offers his light. The Amazon stares at the steady flame before begrudgingly leaning in and lighting his cigar.

To be continued…

Read full story HERE on AO3!!!

#old truths #Ch. 13 #Joker Part 1 #crocodile #sir crocodile #one piece #crocomom #doflamingo #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo x crocodile #but this is a dragon x crocodile fic #donquixote pirates #ao3 fanfic #one piece fanfic #one piece tsuru #sentomaru

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stealth-black-leg · 1 year

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Crocomom Mamma Mia!AU masterpost

Check reblogs for links to all the fics in this AU 👇 (will keep growing!)

#one piece #one piece fics #one piece fanfiction #crocodile #sir crocodile #one piece crocodile #crocomom #crocodad #dofladile #dofuwani #crocohawk #dragon x crocodile #do those two even have a ship name?#sanlu #lusan #idk what else to tag this as just read it

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turtletaubwrites · 2 months

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Turtletaub Fic Recs ~ Part 2

I continue to get floored by the amazing and delectable One Piece fics I encounter here, so here's another batch! I hope you enjoy this list as much as I have, and that you go show these incredible writers some love! ~ NSFW Fics will be marked with a 🔥 | Other Fic Rec Lists ~ | Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

Ace

Ready? 🔥 ~ by @maddddstuff ~ Here's some oh so fucking good smutty smut. Ace easing you through it 🍑 because he's the perfect, scrumptious guy. I should have waited for a better time to read it, but I couldn't help myself 😅

Barto

Dance Inside 🔥 ~ by @bartosbabymama ~ I love when you have a crush, and now you're sitting in their lap 🥰 He is way too fine, and this is smutty and cute. Barto and his fangs need more love! 💚

Buggy

Please don't say you're gone forever, 'cause I can't hurt no more ~ by @lostfirefly ~ Chapter 1 hit me right in the feels! Such a well written couple's argument that made me want to shake them both, and teach Buggy some communication skills 😭 Chapter 2 was the perfect, sweet conclusion 🥰🤡

I’m full of surprises ~ by @hey-august ~ This is so lovely, and cute, and magical 🥰✨ Feels like letting yourself be free, letting the adventure start. Buggy is so sweet, and I wish his ship had shown up when I needed it.

Crocodile

The Sand Dragon and I 🔥 ~ by @discordantwritings ~ I'm OBSESSED. If you ever read Dealing with Dragons as a kid, get ready for the tastiest adult version of that. 🐲🥵 I would gladly serve Sir Crocodile, I don't even care.

Kid

Calm Down ~ by @sheerxfiction ~ This is fucking adorable, and brought me back to growing up in a hippie stoner town. He's a grump, but all he needed was weed and smooches 🍃🥰 So stinkin' cute, go check it out!

Law

Law Helping You Study 🔥 ~ by @nina-ya ~ Just the sexiest lil study session ever. Law is such a nerd, and has no right being this hot 🥵 Well written smut that I'll definitely read again!

Down the Alley 🔥 ~ by @quinloki ~ VERY inappropriate use of devil fruit powers 🤭 This is so hot! Where is Law when I need him? I need to try this out asap 😭🥵

Mihawk

The Hat Stays ON 🔥 ~ by @sordidmusings ~ Desperate Mihawk desperate Mihawk DESPERATE MIHAWK! This is so flipping hot, go have a read. It is TOO GOOD! 🥵

Multi and/or Character x Character

The Crow's Nest | Zoro x Sanji | ~ by @shewrites02 ~ Such a beautiful, sweet, angsty Zosan fic that made my heart melt! 😭 It’s got Whole Cake Island spoilers, but if you’re caught up, then do yourself a favor and read this! I love them so much, and this wonderfully written fic gave me all the feels 💛💚

Nami

One For Me ~ by @maplekzh ~ This is lovely, and fluffy, and hot! Just the sweetest little moment with Nami x GN!Reader in an established relationship, and I adore how Nami is written here 🍊

Robin

drowning ~ by @oxittocin ~ I love Robin so much, and this is so goood 😭😭 Angsty and sweet, from Robin's POV. It makes me want to wrap her up in a blanket, and make sure she never has another bad day for the rest of her life!

Sanji

Just For One Dance ~ by @gingernut1314 ~ I adored this sweet yearning goodness! It captures one of those rare, magical moments between two people that might not have long together, but will never forget each other. I loved it 🥰

Shanks

Two More Times 🔥 ~ by @fanaticsnail ~ This is insanely good brat taming smut with Daddy Shanks. (Also sweet and lovely because that's our Shanks 🥰) Seriously 🥵🥵🥵 HIGHLY recommend!!!

Zoro

Mean-Mugging ~ by @indydonuts ~ I can't describe how fucking cute this fluffy fic is. I snorted at the Straw Hats antics, then had to immediately go tell my partner about it because it's just so CUTE!! 😭💚 Zoro is so sweet, even if he's scary looking 😅

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discordantwritings · 2 months

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The Sand Dragon and I Pt. 1 (Dragon! Sir Crocodile x Reader)

Part 1 / Part 2

Warnings: this chapter is SFW but the next one won’t be so still MDNI 18+, gn afab! Reader, Dragon Shifter! Sir Crocodile, the power dynamics are whack in this one not gonna lie, canon typical violence, Crocodile calls you pet

WC: 4.6k

Summary: You’re set to be sacrificed to the fearsome Dragon of the Sands as a tribute for your town. When you get down to the caves and get face to face with him however- you make a different choice.

Notes: this fic is for me ngl this is just me fully shoving my monsterfucking dragon loving desires onto sir crocodile and I hope other people like it

You knew long before your name was called that you were going to be the tribute to the sand dragon. No living family, you worked a non-essential job, healthy enough to make the journey to his cave- you checked all the sacrificial boxes. No one else seemed surprised either, very few people made the effort to even look sad for you. It was something that you were used to since you never made the effort to connect with anyone in your town.

You were independent- a symptom of your parents dying young and you having no family to take you in. No one else made the effort to help you, so you made no effort to help them whenever situations came up. You didn’t hate anyone, and no one hated you, but there was a large gap that you accepted a long time ago.

So when it was time to select a human tribute for the terrifying sand dragon that made his home in the caverns miles from your town- a ritual that happened once every 5 years to appease him on top of the annual gold tribute- everyone knew it was you. You had your bags packed at home already- not that you needed to pack much. The journey would take a day on horseback and as you strapped your bags to the horse’s saddle you couldn’t help but feel bad for her.

A sacrifice to be eaten, just like you.

A few people saw you off, mostly to be polite. A small token of appreciation to the person who was going to die so they could live worry free for another few years. It meant nothing to you.

The journey was painfully uneventful. Miles of sand dusting over craggy rocks with no other life in sight. You had hoped for something- anything- to keep your thoughts away from your impending doom but you never got that reprieve. So you stirred, and thought, and stewed until resentment and anger came bubbling up.

Why did you have to die? Just because your life sucked already? Because there was no one to stick up for you? Years of being alone suddenly tore through you- sadness hardening over into anger.

And then something else.

You don’t know what it is yet but it drives you to continue your journey until you reach the giant cavern opening jutting out of the dunes and rocks. You leave the horse at the entrance just underneath the lip of the cavern for some shade. Giving her your remaining water you leave her untied, hoping she’ll have a better chance than you.

It’s a long and dark journey down into the caverns below the desert, a single torch lighting your way. At first it was just rocks and sand lining the path down but soon it turned to bones and dented armor. You don’t look down for too long, knowing you’ll lose your nerve if you have to look at the discarded bodies knowing your skeleton might soon reside with them.

It takes you an hour, maybe, time is hard to gauge down here, to get to the first opening. Your torch lights only a fraction of the vast cavern but you quickly find you don’t need it- golden braziers line the stone walls and flicker with fire illuminating the space.

Initially you wonder if you were somehow transported somewhere else- because a place this nice existing in a deep underground cavern was vexing. The stone floor was covered in the most luxurious rugs you’ve ever seen. Deep reds, golds, and blacks overlap and you fight the urge to run your hands over the fabric. Mismatched furniture liters the space- all expensive in their own rights but seemingly misplaced as none of them are quite set up in a logical formation. A pleasant humidity hangs in the air and you look and see a small natural fountain in one of the far corners of the cave. On the opposite side of that there’s another tunnel that seems to continue down further into the earth.

What use does a dragon have for a living room?

“Seems like a little morsel has arrived at my doorstep.” A low voice echoes off the dark stone walls and practically shakes the ground you’re standing on. It’s hard to deny the deep instinct to run away- all of the cells in your body signal to you that this is a predator and you are prey.

From the far tunnel you hear the distinct sound of claws against stone and you know he’s coming. You hold your breath as a giant crocodile-esque head slides into view. If it wasn’t for the sheer size of this creature you think you could mistake him for a crocodile- the long flat snout and smooth scales resembling a mosaic across dark green skin. But the way the scales shine like emeralds flecked with gold set him apart. As his legs come into view your eyes are drawn to his front left leg. In contrast to the dark green of the rest of his body his front left leg from the elbow down was a bright shimmering gold. It almost seemed liquid the way it connected with his body but the way it landed with a hard thud with each step solidified its hardness. A deep gash ran across his snout, dull and long healed over. Bat like wings folded against his long body as he finally made the last few strides into the cavern with you.

It’s hard not to be in awe of a creature so terrifying yet stunning- fear overloading and loosing all meaning and giving way to appreciation. Colorless eyes lock in on you and his pupils contract into slivers. You truly and deeply feel like prey under his gaze.

“Your heart is beating so fast little tribute. Will you run? Will you fight? Or are you just going to stand there and let me eat you? I do love seeing how your little human brains scramble…” His maw opens and you see large, shining teeth- each probably as big as you. You’re not sure if a dragon can smile but you get the impression from his voice that he is, there must be something deeply amusing to him to see you falter under his gaze.

You don’t know what comes over you. That emotion that had puzzled you for the last day now rips up and into your throat, saying works your brain hasn’t even processed.

“What if I can make myself useful to you.”

Defiance.

That catches him off guard, his large head tilting slightly. He’s only confused for a second before he chuckles, a deep sound that shakes your ribcage. “Well this is new. And what do you think you could possibly do for me?”

And now your brain has caught up, desperately searching for good answers. “I can cook, I can clean, I can organize- I’m sure a dragon as important as yourself has much better things to do than worry about the day to day.”

There’s a painful silence as the dragon mauls over your answer, terrifying eyes dragging over your form. You have to bite the inside of your cheek to keep yourself grounded.

“I have to admit, it is an interesting proposition.” He steps closer and lowers his head to the ground, jaws only a few feet from you. “It wouldn’t be a good life, serving under me.”

“It would be a life.”

“I guess it would.” You feel the heat of his breath wash over you. “If you ever underperform I will not hesitate to kill you.”

“I understand.”

“And you will do whatever I ask?”

“I will.”

“Then we have a deal.”

You feel like you’ve just sold your soul to the devil. In a way, you probably have. But you don’t feel bad about it at all.

His head swings up and away from you, standing up and nearly scraping the ceiling. “You’ll stay in here until I clear out a space for you. I’ll lay out where you can and cannot go and what your daily routine should be.”

You nod, knowing he probably doesn’t need to hear much more from you.

“Get some rest. I’ll start working you to the bone tomorrow.”

And with that he leaves you, thundering steps disappearing into the depths of the further tunnels. When you can no longer hear and feel the steps you collapse to the ground, exhausted from bargaining for your life. Every muscle in your body had been tensed and you work your way through your body, individually willing your body to relax.

This was your life now. You needed to get used to this fucked up situation very fast.

Gathering yourself you find the largest couch and drag it over by the fountain and begin putting together your makeshift bed. It was surprisingly comfortable and the sound of running water did a lot to block out your worst thoughts.

You shut your eyes and before you know it a sleep of sheer exhaustion catches you, dragging you down into unconsciousness.

You’re not sure how much sleep you got, there was no way to tell the time this deep underground. But you feel as rested as you probably could get under the circumstances and quickly move the couch back to where you found it before the dragon could come and see you’ve disturbed his room. Piling your stuff neatly behind a rock on along the wall of the cavern you wait for your instructions.

You pace the heavily rugged floor trying to keep an ear out for the distinctive sound of a dragon approaching. You don’t have to wait too long for some noise- but it’s not what you expect. You hear regular human foot steps echo through the far tunnel- are you not the only human here? Did someone sneak past you in the middle of the night? All your questions are stopped in their tracks when a man walks out of the tunnel.

Well, not quite a man.

He’s mostly human, standing on two legs with tanned skin and slicked back black hair. Dressed in an immaculate suit with a fur lined cloak covering his broad shoulders. But of course- there were the other features. You first notice his hands- one covered in green scales and ending in sharp claws, the other a molten gold molded into similar claws. His ears are longer and more pointed than a humans and across his face is a long dark scar. And of course you can’t miss the thick crocodile tail dragging behind him, the same deep emerald green scales of the dragon you faced yesterday.

As he walks closer you notice that he’s still so much bigger than you- towering over your form by three feet or more. His eyes had the same reptilian slit to them as he looked you up and down.

Somewhere in the back of your mind you’d think you’d be remiss not to call him handsome. But the fear for your life drowns out most of those traitorous thoughts.

“Surprised to see you didn’t try and scamper off during the night.” His voice, while certainly not as loud, still resonates deep in your chest as it echoes off the tall stone walls of the cavern.

“I made a deal, I intend to see it through.” You make the choice not to look him in the eyes out of fear of disrespecting him.

“Good to see you have some sense. Here.” He reaches into his coat and pulls out a rolled up piece of paper. You take it and unfold it and see a map. “This is your map of my lair. I’ve labeled the caverns you can go in and which ones you can’t. You step a single foot into somewhere you’re not supposed to be- I’ll kill you.”

“Understood.” You reply, looking over the map. You knew this place had to be massive but looking over the paper in your hand it was so much vaster than you imagined. Dozens of caves and tunnels interlinking, going over and under each other. It made your head swim.

“I’ll guide you to the important rooms so you don’t get lost. But after that I expect you to be able to navigate on your own.” He starts walking and you follow close behind as you try and track where you’re going on the map.

You travel down deep, following him as he quickly navigates the tunnels. Thankfully everything is lit by the same type of flaming braziers that are in the large entrance cavern.

“You don’t need to worry about preparing food for me- I only eat every few months and I eat more than you could possibly physically handle. You’re here to keep my lair neat and organized. Initial cleaning of the caverns I indicate and then if you do a good job- and only if- you can begin cataloguing my hoard.” He doesn’t make any effort to speak directly to you or to make sure you’re matching his pace.

“Yes my… lord?” It comes off more of a question as you quickly realize you have no idea what to refer to him as.

He stops in his tracks so abruptly you almost collide with his tail, but thankfully you’re able to stop just short. “This is the dry food storage, silly human foods that they leave as tribute. Should be enough for you to live on.”

You peek in, expecting a sparse and dingy space but are pleasantly surprised when you see all manner of foods. Beans, grains, dried fruits, spices, and probably more in the dark wooden cabinets and shelves. You only have that brief moment before he is walking off again and you hastily follow.

“Sir Crocodile. That’s the best name you humans have given me, so you can refer to me as such. My true name is unpronounceable for human forms.”

You nod, not like he can see you but better safe than sorry. Only a few tunnels later he stops again and points to the smallest cavern yet. It’s not actually small by most definitions of the word but as you gaze in you might actually call it cozy.

There’s a mismatch of elegant furniture piled in there- a dresser, a cabinet, a large bed, and rugs covering the stone floor. The bed is unmade but linens sit on top of it and even from this distance you know they are higher quality than you have ever even seen.

“This is where you’ll be sleeping and existing when not performing your duties. I don’t want you out wandering when I haven’t assigned you something.” And then he’s back to walking. You were expecting to just be thrown in a bare room but seemingly he put forth some effort… you’re not sure what to think about that.

The next stretch of your journey is long and you purposefully make sure your eyes don’t wander into any caverns you’re not stopping at. You focus on tracing your path, finger dragging along the rough paper of the map as you go.

“This is the last cave you’ll be allowed in until you prove yourself trustworthy.” He stops and finally fully turns around to face you. “This is my surplus- the stuff left to me that I deemed not worthy of my hoard. It’s been sitting and collecting dust for too long. I need to know what exactly is here and if I should keep it in storage or dispose of it. After you’re done cleaning the previous spaces and the tunnels between you can get to work on organizing and cataloging everything in here.”

To call this place a mess would be kind. Layers of junk and books haphazardly thrown into a cave that you honestly can’t tell the size of. There’s only room to get maybe five feet through the entrance before the wall of stuff is piled nearly as high as the ceiling. And on top of everything is a thick layer of dust and dirt. This might take your lifetime to sort through.

You turn your glance back to Sir Crocodile and realize he’s been carefully watching you this whole time, sharp gaze dragging over your body. Suddenly it’s ten degrees hotter in the tunnel and you force your eyes back to the ground. Did he purposefully make his human form attractive or was that just the default? And why did you even find the creature that could kill you without a second thought attractive. Stupid stupid base instincts.

“I suggest you clean the tunnels first so you learn your way. Then the entrance, food storage, and lastly here. You clean your room on your own time. I expect you to work at least eight hours a day- keep track with this.” That golden clawed hand extends out and you see a pocket watch settled in his palm. You reach out and take it, fingertips gliding over the cold metal of his hand.

“Thank you sir.” Pressing the small button on the top you find out what time it is- just before noon.

“Do your best not to make too much noise. If there is something so completely wrong you cannot deal with yourself just yell. I will hear. Just like I will hear if you try to leave, understood?”

“Yes.” Silence hangs awkwardly in the air and you look upward for a second to see him glaring down at you.

“Yes sir.” You correct, and his face returns to neutral.

“Alright, don’t make yourself too comfortable. I’ll check back soon.” And with that he turns and walks away, down a tunnel that you don’t have permission to tread into.

You let out a long breath, taking in all of the information he’s just given you. Using your map you (slowly) make your way back up through the tunnels to where you started. As you passed by the few spaces you were allowed in you couldn’t help but think about how much better this whole situation was than you expected.

Sure, scrubbing rock for weeks wouldn’t be fun but you expected much worse like cleaning his scales or butchering meals. You even had a space of your own that rivaled your room back home. Of course there’s no sunlight and you have the hanging threat of being eaten alive but you can’t help but feel a weird sense of relief. It’s not like you have anyone that you miss or responsibilities that you’ve left behind. This was just the newest (and incredibly bizarre) chapter in your life.

Well.

Time to get cleaning.

It takes you two weeks to clean the entrance, food storage, and the tunnels connecting them all. You worked more than your mandatory hours- what else were you going to do anyways, stare at stone walls? The work wasn’t fun by any means, dragging water to and from the fountain in the entrance cave was a serious workout, but there was something fulfilling once you were completely done with a space.

The entrance was the easiest given the water source was right there. You had taken one of the worse looking rugs and ripped it up to use as you cloths figuring you shouldn’t pester Sir Crocodile for cleaning supplies when you could figure out something on your own. Once everything had been as cleared of sand and dust as it could get you got to organize out the room- something actually a little fun.

You matched together furniture and set it up perfectly for gatherings. Not like there was actually ever going to be a gathering but at least your arrangement will never be messed up. You made sure to leave ample room for a dragon sized being to make it from the far tunnel to the exit- he probably leaves at some point.

The food storage wasn’t that bad either. You worked your way through it in between cleaning the entry cave and the tunnels, mostly when it was time to eat. There was a huge variety of food, most expensive and long lasting. It made sense, given that it was meant for Sir Crocodile and that no one would offer him anything less than their best for fear of being eaten. You were eating better than you had been in a while.

Throwing yourself into the work you could nearly forget why you were here in the first place. You hadn’t seen Sir Crocodile since he gave you that initial tour- you hadn’t even heard or felt movement deeper in the tunnels. Despite having no signs of him you could still feel his presence somehow. Every time you turned around you expected to see him standing there, judging you. But he never was. Maybe it was a sign you were doing a good enough job but you had no confidence in that.

No matter if your job was up to the correct standards or not you were onto your final task- cleaning and organizing the overstock. Far away the most daunting task. You have your bucket and cloths but honestly you have no idea where to start.

“From the top.” That deep voice comes from right behind you and the yelp that leaves you as you jump is mortifying.

You whip around and see Sir Crocodile in his humanoid form, clearly pleased with the reaction he got from you. He’s got a nasty grin, showing that his teeth are just as sharp as they are in his draconic form.

“I’m sorry sir?” You do your best to return your heart rate to its normal rhythm as you straighten yourself out.

“You were trying to figure out how to start here. From the top. Taking anything from the base even if it seems loose might cause the whole pile to collapse and crush you to death.” There’s a few terrifying seconds where you think he can read your mind but you shove that away- it was probably incredibly obvious how lost you were.

“Thank you sir.” It was probably simple advice but getting a clear starting point was relieving.

“Of course, I couldn’t have my new pet getting killed after they’ve done some decent work.”

Your brain struggles to process that statement, a weird mix of emotions swirling in your stomach at his words. You shove it all down for now- you can parse through that later.

“I’m glad my work is up to your standards sir. Was there something you needed?” Your hands grip your water bucket tight as his gaze bores into you.

“I’m just making sure that you are still aware of my presence. For a human though, you do seem pretty competent. You haven’t even tried to run away once.” He steps closer to you, invading your space. “Why is that?”

“I-“ You suck in a breath as you try and fight the urge to cower. “I have nothing to go back to.”

His pupils are narrow slits as they rake over your face for a few painfully silent moments. He then straightens up, barely exiting your personal space. “Interesting.”

He turns and slowly walks away, a clawed hand waving in the air. “I’ll leave you to it then.”

You finally exhale when he leaves the space, able to relax just a bit. Shoving down all your thoughts for now you focus on cleaning in a way that doesn’t destabilize the pile and crush you. It works for a while as a distraction but you slowly lose your focus and need to stop for the day.

It wasn’t until you were tucked in bed that you allowed your emotions to surface.

“I couldn’t have my new pet getting killed after they’ve done some decent work.”

It should disgust you to be called a pet. It should be dehumanizing and humiliating to have someone else look at you and see you as something so small, something they own. You search and hope that’s what’s churning deep in your stomach.

It’s not.

A shameful realization washes over you as the words repeat in your head, that low, terrifying voice somehow praising you while putting you down. You weren’t disgusted.

Heat pools in the pit of your body, a sick reaction you couldn’t will away.

You loved when he called you his pet.

You were fucked.

For the next few weeks your work slowed considerably. Not because you were less motivated- but because the overstock room had so many wonderful things. Sure there was a fair share of junk- broken porcelain dishes, rotting wooden statues, things that are so beaten you can’t even hope to identify. But the things that aren’t junk are fascinating.

You find trinkets and toys that spin and dance in ways you can’t figure out. Jewelry that despite being dusty, rusted, or dented was still gorgeous. Hand woven blankets and rugs that you could see the time and energy put in despite the holes and fraying edges. And then there were the books.

Most were non-fiction and on topics you could have only ever hoped to have learned about. From science to history to mathematics and everything in between every single page was fascinating. Every day you collected all the new books you would find and saved them for yourself later.

You’ve made yourself a reading corner in that cavern- cast off rugs and blankets folded and placed over the stone so you can sit somewhat comfortably. You fall back to only working your exact hours so you can spend the rest of your time reading. Pages old and new fill your head and you can only wonder that if these were the books dismissed by the sand dragon- what books lay in his true hoard?

“And what are you doing?” How someone so large continues to sneak up on you you’ll never understand.

You jump up, fear gripping your chest as he catches you decidedly not working. His face is decidedly unamused and you think that maybe you’ve really fucked up.

“I-“ For a second you debate lying, debate saying that you were thumbing through the pages to properly organize the book. But you aren’t the best liar- certainly not in the face of someone so terrifying. “I’m spending my off time reading through some of your books sir. I figured asking if I could read through some of your spare books was a question I shouldn’t have bothered you with.”

“Smart move pet.” Your body relaxes slightly, having made the right move. “What are you reading?”

That question catches you off guard, not expecting him to care. “Oh, this is a book on astronomy.”

“And is that interesting to you?” You can’t tell if it’s just his natural tone that makes it sound almost like an accusation or if he’s judging you.

“It’s something I never had the chance to learn about before so I decided to take the opportunity to educate myself.”

Crocodile nods, seemingly pleased with your answer. “A good use of your spare time. Just don’t get carried away.”

“Yes, of course sir.”

And like that he’s gone again. The conversation lingers in your mind until the next day when you come back to the cavern to see a plush chair situated where your rugs had been set up.

You can’t stop yourself from flushing as you look over your gift. You try not to let your thoughts and emotions get away from you, there was probably a banal reason he put a chair in here for you. I mean, sitting on the floor was probably bad for your back and if it was bad for your back then your work could be impacted.

It’s that and not that he might care about you.

No matter what, reading is a lot nicer when you’re not sitting on a stone floor.

#one piece x reader #one piece x you #discordantwritings #x reader #crocodile x reader #sir crocodile x reader #dragon x reader

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count-alucard-tepes · 10 months

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Hi there 👋😁

I don't know if you already wrote it or if I just dreamt it, but how about:

OP hotties get turned into kids by Jewelry Bonney and are now as old as their own child

Thank you in advance ❤️

PS: I love your King x Reader fic

I’m gonna assume their personalities are like their mature selves 😍

Kizaru ✨: loves every minute of it and plays with his kid as much as he can.

Akainu🌋: literally hates every minute of it and wants to change back.

Ryokugyu 🌱: loves that he can nap all day and night without a worry in the world.

Fujitora 🐅: loves that he can see his child for the first time.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: hates it and wants to change back.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: feels a little self conscious and would prefer going back.

Benn Beckman 🔫: takes his kid out for a hike and even goes spear fishing.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: hates it and hides until he can turn back.

Killer🔪: is literally having the time of his life playing with his kid and experiencing his childhood again.

Kaido🐉: hates it because he can’t drink alcohol.

King 👑: loves having fun with his child and rewriting a healthy childhood for himself.

Queen👑: is having the time of his life with his child.

Izou🔫🔫: finds it even more hard to relate to his kid as he never really had a good childhood.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: is creating genuine memories with his kid that he wouldn’t have made as an adult.

Oven Charlotte 🍞: loves every minute of it and enjoys being so tiny again.

Buggy🤡: is counting the seconds until he’s back to normal.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: is having the best time of his life.

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Jujutsu Kaisen-

•Gojo Satoru

“I have And Always Will, Love You”

“His Eyes” (Image)

“Late Night Drive With Gojo”

“Be Okay” (Part 1 ) (Part 2) (Part 3)

“Bath Sex” 18+

“What’s he like?” (Image)

“Beach Days”

•Toji Fushiguro

“What If?”

“Knowing Him”

“Bloody Lover” 18+

“Gun Practice

•Nanami Kento

“My Girl”

“More” 18+

“Time Spent Sweetly” (Image)

“Malaysia”

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“This Is What You’ve Gotta Do”(Part 1) (Part2)

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“Forget” (Part 1) (Part 2)

“Braiding His Hair”(Image)

Hunter x Hunter-

•Hisoka Morrow

“Why?” (Part 1) (Part 2)

“Carnival” (Image)

“Showers” 18+

Attack On Titan-

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“Why Do You Care Now?”

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“Gone”

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“Strangers” (Part 1)

Demon Slayer-

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“You’re What?”

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“Flashy Mama”

“Another One?”

“It’s Gonna Be Okay”

“Mistakes”

“We’ll Take Care Of You”

“You’re Not A Burden”

“Demons Love”

•Kyojuro Rengoku

“Flamboyant Past Lovers”

Rei, My Sister (OC)

•Muzan Kibutsuji

“Rarities”

“Art Eater”

“Women Do It Better”

“Date With Muzan”

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“Big Sister”

One Piece-

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“Smokin With A Crocodile”

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“Forgiveness” (Part 1) (Part 2)

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“Who Needs Words Anyway?”

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“Secrets Suck, Man”

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mamamittens · 5 months

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December Event 2023 masterpost

It's that time of year again! And to celebrate here's (eventually) 12 gifts!

Half is raffled fics and the other half is art that was up for claiming!

As I post them, they'll be updated with links and probably descriptions if I don't totally forget. If you won the raffle I'll pop into the DMs soon for details on your fic!

Gifted fics!

Connections and Party Favors - (@spitfire-of-the-sea)

It wasn't like Saki had any other plans for Christmas, so it seemed like a decent idea to go to her supervisor's family Christmas party. Although no one could have predicted she would hit it off with the hot-headed, well-meaning youngest brother, Ace. Or maybe Marco and Thatch knew all along.

Saki (OC) X Ace

The Doctor will See You Now +18 (@akagami-no-laney)

It's the last day before Doctor Hongo goes on his much deserved vacation. And as his secretary, it's your job to ensure everything is cleaned up. Though you'd never dream of scheduling a 'consultation' with the handsome doctor, it seems he may have cleared his schedule just for you.

Hongo X Fem!Reader

Mountainside Slide (+18) - (@cyborg-franky)

Ace had the brilliant idea of snowboarding down the mountain when they could have just stayed on the beach. Ray was willing to entertain this, but he could have done without the avalanche. Oh well, at least Marco was there and managed to take them to a hot spring.

If only Ace's bad ideas ended there.

Marco X Ace X OC(Ray)

(No sex occurs but is discussed)

Coming Home For Christmas +18 (@cebwrites)

With the changing of the season, Kirin is discovering a whole new world of freezing winter weather, longer nights, shorter days, and this strange new holiday called "Christmas". Curious and intrigued by a season of giving, he temps Law into celebrating. With all their baggage about 'family' and 'forgiveness' can Law resist? Or is there a way to make both of them happy?

Frankenstein!OC(Kirin) X Law

The Intent Matters - (@humanoid606)

You never had a chance to really get into the holidays, your family making sure of that. But things are different now, the Strawhats would make sure of it.

Nonbinary!Reader & Yandere!Strawhats (Platonic)

Shaking the Snow Globe -(me)

The sister islands, Winter and Summer Isle, were a perfect destination vacation for the holidays! Everyone gets to pick their poison between idyllic beaches and pristine snow tops! What's not to love? And Thatch gets to see his favorite ranger! But it seems this is a bad time, with constant blizzards threatening Winter Isle. Fraught with worry, Thatch makes his way to ensure her safety, but what about his?

Thatch X OC(Nikia)

Gifted art!

Santa: A Picture to Remember (@crocodad3)

Dragon and Crocodile did not expect the traditional picture with Santa at the mall to be this difficult. Who knew it would be "On Sight" for Luffy, though he's clearly not the only one with beef for this Santa.

Snowfall: Fun and Games (@onepieceisbestpieces)

It's a wonderful snow day for the Strawhats! Now if only Chopper could get Melody (OC) to stop eating dangerous substances!

By the Fire: Celebrate and Remember (@sabo-has-my-heart)

Sabo takes a moment to celebrate Luffy's accomplishments while Ace joins him in spirit.

Whiteout: Safe and Warm (me)

While the blizzard rages outside, Thatch and Nikia (OC) are safe and warm.

Lights: Walk Together (@bookandyarndragon)

Katakuri and Megara walk together, enjoying their company and the dazzling lights on display.

Present: A Big Day (@yanderefangirl)

Jinbe and Arlong--more Arlong really--went all out for Melody this Christmas.

#December Event 2023 #anime event #one piece

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dreamlandcreations · 2 years

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Moodboards masterlist

This is my graveyard for the moodboards I will not write about... no, I will not... well... maybe...

• Moodboards masterlist #2 • Main Masterlist •

Adrian Chase

Vigilante (Adrian Chace x Kryptonian!Reader)

Aemond Targaryen

The Bastard Princess (Aemond Targaryen x Daemon’s daughter!Reader)

Phantom of the Opera AU (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon (Strong)!Reader)

Aleksander Morozova

see moodboard masterlist #2

Alfie Solomons

see moodboard masterlist #2

Bane

Stolen - Bane x warlord’s daughter!Reader

Bane x mayor!Reader (LP version)

Bane x mayor!Reader (GG version)

Catwoman - Bane x Fox!Reader

Catwoman - Bane x Fox!Reader (Joker version)

Heist AU - thief!Bane x hacker!Reader

Billy Russo

see moodboard masterlist #2

Bishop Losa

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Boba Fett

Stargate AU - goa'uld!Boba x SG team member / tok'ra!Reader inspired by this?

Professor AU

Supernatural AU - hunter!Boba Fett x Reader (hunter!Fennec Shand)

RED AU - ex CIA agent!Boba x CIA agent!Reader

Brother Day

Day & Night

Bucky Barnes

Neverland AU - Captain James “Hook”!Bucky x Tigerlily!Reader x “Crocodile”!Namor

Caspian

Caspian x witch!reader

Daemon Targaryen

The dragon has three heads - Daemyra x Targaryen!Reader

The Pirate Queen AU - pirate!Daemon Targaryen x Pirate Queen Rhaenys’ daughter!Reader

Eddie Brock/Venom

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo AU - Eddie Brock x hacker!Reader inspired by @fabuloustomhardy's edit

Eddie Munson

Three - Eddie Munson x powered!Reader

The Banished - fox fae!Eddie Munson x Reader

Eddie Munson x dark genie!Reader inspired by @harrywavycurly's not genie

Éomer

Immortality/The choice - Éomer x Reader x Haldir

Feyd-Rautha

Fae AU - dark fae!Feyd-Rautha x light fae Atreides!Reader

Dream of a lifetime - Feyd x Atreides!Reader

Feyd-Rautha x Earthling!Reader

Haldir

Immortality/The choice - Éomer x Reader x Haldir

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Star Wars AU - Rebel pilot!Jake Seresin x Ren!Reader

Pen Pals

The Proposal AU - Jake Seresin x doctor!Reader

Epic(ish) AU - fae!Jake Seresin x Reader

James Delaney

James Delaney x blind!Reader

Biker AU

Maliksi

The Other Trese - Maliksi x Alexandra’s twin!Reader

Namor

Alliance - Namor x Killmonger’s cousin!Reader

Neverland AU - Captain James “Hook”!Bucky x Tigerlily!Reader x “Crocodile”!Namor

Nathan Bateman

Altered Carbon AU

Poe Dameron

The Pink and Blue Ribbon made for @the-little-ewok's Poe x Reader fic

Robb Stark

The Wolf and the Lion - Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Sesshōmaru

Sesshōmaru x cat yōkai!Reader

Tommy Shelby

Men (modern AU) - Tommy Shelby x Reader x Alfie Solomons

What Dreams May Come AU

Treadway

Succession

FIREFLY-GRAPHICS MOODBOARD CHALLENGE

(Billy Russo/Darkling, Bucky Barnes, Sherlock Holmes, Tony Stark, WandaxVision)

500 FOLLOWERS MOODBOARD CHALLENGE

(Daemon Targaryen, Valyrian OCs, Darkling/Aleksander Morozova, Eddi Munson and other Stranger Things characters, Hangman and Coyote, Alfie Solomons, Eames)

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phantomstatistician · 3 months

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Saturday Status Update

REQUESTS: CLOSED

The wait time for a request is: 61 working days

Upcoming charts (if the sample size is large enough):

Dragonriders of Pern - Anne McCaffrey

One Piece - Crocodile

Warcraft - Sylvanas

Addams Family - 10 most popular tags in the Wednesday Addams/Enid Sinclair relationship tag (AO3)

Darna - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

That '90s Show - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Star Trek - Captain Archer, Captain Pike

Batman - Nightwing/Dick Grayson

Yellowjacket - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Grace & Frankie - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Futurama - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Andor - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Star Wars - Cassian Andor

Lesbian Character (tag) - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular fandoms (AO3)

Character X Reader - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Link Click - 10 most popular tags (AO3)

Hamilton - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Once Upon a Time - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular tags (AO3)

Danganronpa - Tanaka Gundham, Tenko Chabashira

Inglorious Basterds - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Nevertheless - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Homestuck - 10 most popular ships (4/13/16 to present) (AO3), 10 most popular tags (4/13/16 to present) (AO3)

Vinland Saga (Manga) - 10 most popular characters (English fics only)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Megumi Fushigoro

Demon Slayer - Shinobu Kocho

The Amazing Digital Circus - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War - Altena

My Hero Academia - Crossovers

Jeeves - P. G. Wodehouse - 10 most popular characters (AO3), 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Husky and His White Cat Shizun - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Persona 3 - Kirijo Mitsuru

Persona 4 - Yosuke Hanamura

Prodigal Son - Martin Whitly

She Ra: The Princesses Of Power - Mermista

Spider Man - Across The Spider Verse - Miles Morales

House of the Dragon - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Naruto - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Boruto - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Voltron Legendary Defender - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

One Piece - Nami, Nico Robin, Monkey D. Luffy

Harry Potter - Mary Macdonald, Pandora Lovegood

Hamilton - Maria Reynolds

Stella Glow - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Les Miserables - 10 most popular ships (AO3), Eponine

Ever After High - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Sk8 the Infinity - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Parahumans Series/Worm - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Rick and Morty - Rick Sanchez

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seawater-aurelia-writing · 3 years

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A Beautiful Heartbreak

Pairing(s): Malleus x Fem!MC , One-sided Vil x Fem!MC

Summary: Rook compares the beauty of Vil’s unrequited love.

TW: Unrequited Love, Vague body-shaming (nothing descript), Rook stalking his peers, Rell attempts to write like Rook and undoubtedly fails

Quick Note: MC is written in this ficlet to be shorter than Malleus... Also... I have no idea what this fic even is, I wrote it on a whim XD

It was such a sad sight for Rook to witness, and yet still beautiful in its own way.

The Beautiful Vil, Pomefiore’s dear Roi du Poison, trapped in an unrequited love with no hope of escaping.

Each morning when he would rise, Rook watched as Vil took extra care to keep his physique trim and pristine. He watched as Vil made sure his makeup and attire were flawless, making him shine even more than usual.

Rook then watched as the Prefect of Ramshackle barely batted an eye at Vil’s beauty. The raging emotions Vil held within were visible to Rook easily, and the beauty of the tragic scene never left.

Yet a hunter is not a hunter without observing all there is to see.

Rook watched the hurt in the Prefects eyes as Vil critiqued her appearance; her body, her weight, her makeup choice (or lack thereof), the way she styled her hair, even the meals she chose to eat. He watched as Vil attempted to reach out with his words, undoubtedly wishing to connect with the Prefect in a subject he was well-versed, only for the Prefect to put up a wall, hurt and upset from Vil’s approach.

Rook saw how the Prefect curled within herself in Vil’s presence, her light shining dimmer and dimmer the more Roi du Poison spoke to them; The more his advice cut into her, like we well kept hunting blade, the more the distance between them grew.

Outside of Vil’s presence, however, was when Rook noticed the tipping point of this beautiful tragedy.

How brightly the Prefect would shine in the presence of Roi du Dragon mysterious and yet imposing personage. He would sweep into her presence like his namesake, the wings of his voice folding around her, his mighty form practically curling around her as his shining eyes did not leave her form.

And yet, the Prefect’s light did not dim, even in the presence of one such as he, instead she shined brightly and cheerfully – like a small and beautiful songbird in the presence of a terrifying crocodile.

Rook watched as Malleus walked beside MC escorting her back to Ramshackle, attending classes with the dear Trickster, sometimes even sharing little snacks and treats with her. Even with his beautiful yet intensely unnerving gaze upon her unblinkingly her light did not go out; The Prefect shined so bright, her mood and happiness reflecting on Malleus like the sun does to the moon. Her light helped bring out the hidden light of the dragon and the sight was more breathtaking that a rose blooming after harsh winter.

The moon and the sun both shines so brightly in the sky, the sun brightening the moon and the moon always a comforting presence to the sun - a pure and natural beauty, not one of perfection but still beautiful

“A unrequited love, how beautiful! My heart can barely handle the beauty and sorrow of the scene!” Rook sung out dramatically, the back of his hand on his forehead and his other hand over his heart.

“Fufu~ If Vil heard you, I think he’d be rather cross with you but it is rather fun to watch.~” Lilia smiled, levitating just behind the surprised hunter with a faint look a sadistic glee in his eyes. “I’ve never seen Vil pout so much whilst Malleus looks like a little puppy he’s so in love!”

#Twisted Wonderland #Disney Twisted Wonderland #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #twst vil #twst malleus #Female MC #Malleus x MC #Malleus x Fem!MC #tw: unrequited love #tw: bodyshaming #Depths of the tags: I thought of how i'd feel with how Vil talks to some people and he'd hurt my feelings so bad ; - ;#That guy has no chill whatsoever

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discordantwritings · 2 months

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Hi hi!! For the fanfic author asks - I'm curious about 1, 2, and 13, please!

1. What is your favorite trope to write?

While I want to say enemies to lovers it’s clear from my posted fics that’s clearly not true. I end up writing a lot of boss/ subordinate sort of things. Power dynamics are fun.

2. What is your least favorite trope to write?

I’m sorry but anything with pregnancy I will just never write or honestly even read. Really not my thing but if it’s yours, I support you.

13. Latest fic written/latest WIP?

I am currently 7.8k deep in a dragon shifter! Crocodile x Reader fic that is just so entirely only for me it’s insane sorry to everyone who wants more of other things sometimes I must follow my heart and my heart says fuck a dragon.

Thank you for the questions I’m having fun answering them!

#discordant answers #ask game

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nakunakunomi · 4 years

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Key

❀ = possibly triggering (all fics have trigger warnings on top) ✧ = GN reader ♂ = male reader ♀ = female reader ♪ = no reader / other

Any time a character hits +5 writings, they get a separate masterlist to keep this thing from becoming too long. Just click on the name, and you’ll get to their list.

Ace - separate masterlist

Bartolomeo

Drabbles

✧ Diving ✧ Saving the date ✧ When he goes off on his own

Benn Beckman - Separate masterlist

Borsalino (Kizaru)

Headcanons

✧ General Romantic HC

Brook

Headcanons

♂ Life with Spaniard! s/o

Buggy

Headcanons

♀ General relationship HC with younger buggy ✧ Hide and seek with Buggy

Burgess

Drabbles

✧ Protection

Cracker

Headcanons

♀ Bringing him breakfast on bed ♀ Telling him you’re pregnant ♀ Touching his scar for the first time

Crocodile - Separate Masterlist

Daifuku

Headcanons

♀ Comes home to wife imitating him ♪ Losing his Devil Fruit ♀ S/o has a Dragon Devil fruit ♪ With a big cat for a pet

Doflamingo

Headcanons

✧ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o?

Scenarios

✧ Masked

Drabbles

✧ Cocktails ✧ Love is a game ✧ Wearing his coat ✧ Grass

Garp

Headcanons

♀ Raising a child that turns out to be the daughter of Dragon

Haruta

Headcanons

✧ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o?

Drabbles

✧ Late night talks

Issho (Fujitora)

Scenarios

✧ Zombie Apocalypse

Izo - Separate Masterlist

Kamakiri

Drabbles

✧ Training getting interrupted

Kanjuro

Drabbles

✧ When the secrets are revealed

Katakuri - Separate Masterlist

Kid - Separate Masterlist

Kiku

Headcanons

✧ Flower Language: this flower symbolizes their relationship with s/o

Scenarios

✧ Cooking together ✧ Sunhat

Killer - Separate Masterlist

Koby

Headcanons

✧ reuniting with a childhood friend

Laffitte

Headcanons

✧ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o? ✧ Teeny tiny love letter from them (1-3 sentences)

Law - Separate Masterlist

Lucci

Headcanons

✧ Dinnerdate: where do they take you?

Scenarios

✧ Cool down

Luffy - Separate masterlist

Marco - Separate Masterlist

Mihawk - Separate Masterlist

Nami

Headcanons

✧ Do they like to scare and prank their s/o?

Niji

Drabbles

✧ Calligraphy ✧ Sunglasses

Oden

Drabbles

✧ Having nightmares

Pell

Drabbles

✧ his secret

Penguin

Headcanons

✧ What outfit do they like most on s/o? ✧ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o?

Scenarios

✧ Superstitions ✧ Cheesy Movies

Perospero

Headcanons

♀ Husband HC ✧ Teeny tiny love letter from them (1-3 sentences)

Rayleigh

Headcanons

✧ Training under Rayleigh

Reiju

Drabbles

✧ The gift of beauty

Robin

Headcanons

✧ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o?

Scenarios

♀ Better than the books

Drabbles

✧ When you’re sick

Rosinante - Separate Masterlist

Sabo - Separate Masterlist

Sakazuki (Akainu)

Headcanons

✧ General Romantic HC

Scenarios

♀ An awkward start

Sanji - Separate Masterlist

Shanks - Separate masterlist

Smoker

Scenarios

✧ Dropping ✯

Drabbles

✧ When he’s working

Tashigi

Drabbles

✧ Tanabata wishes ✧ Lemonade

Thatch

Headcanons

♀ Finding out your relationship is fake ❀

Scenarios

✧ Ouija board ❀

Usopp

Headcanons

✧ Can you have deep conversations with them? What about?

Scenarios

✧ No Tricks, Only Treats ✯

Vista

Headcanons

✧ Flower Language: this flower symbolizes their relationship with s/o

Scenarios

✧ Spiders

X Drake

Headcanons

✧ What outfit do they like most on s/o?

Scenarios

✧ Fall days ✧ Waking up in the same bed

Whitebeard

Drabbles

✧ Jealous ✧ Storytime with Whitebeard ✧ The perks of being a couple with Whitebeard

Yamato

Headcanons

✧ with an s/o who’s his exact opposite

Drabbles

✧ Grad student ✧ Raspberries

Yassop

Headcanons

✧ Do they like to scare and prank their s/o?

Zoro - Separate Masterlist

Polyamory Headcanons

♀ Ace/Sanji/Reader - dating Mihawk & Shank’s daughter and getting caught ♀ Ace/Sanji/Reader part 2 - the morning after ♀ Ace/Marco/Reader - S/o who gets lost easily ♀ Marco/Thatch/Reader - General relationship HC ♀ Mihawk/Shanks/Reader - General relationship HC ♀ Zoro/Law/Reader - 2 Insomniacs and a Marimo ♀ Zoro/Law/Reader - Clumsy S/o

Entire Crew Headcanons

♀ Kid Pirates and a strategic lady on board

#one piece #navigation #one piece x reader #masterlist #one piece reader insert #one piece scenario #one piece imagine

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dragonologist-in-the-making · 4 years

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Masterlist!

I'm in the process of making smaller masterlists for the purpose of ✨ organisation✨ (and this was getting a little overcrowded and messy) so bear with !! but you can still find links to all my fics here!♥️

Harry Potter

Marauders Era

Sirius Black x Reader

Remus Lupin x Reader

- I Know You

- Memories

- More Than A Disease

- A Little Less Lonely

- A Million Times Over, To Protect You

- And Now I’m Your Favourite Person

- Sibling Drama

James Potter x Reader

- I’ve Got You

- Way Out of His League

- Panic

- It Was Always You

- All About You

- Paper Rings

Hogwarts Mystery Era

Charlie Weasley x Reader

- So Let’s Prove It

- Quidditch Captain

- Completely Enamoured / Part Two

- The Chase

- Dinosaurs are Alright, but Dragons are Cooler

- Christmas Market

Chemicals

Golden Trio Era

Draco Malfoy x Reader

- Late Mornings

- Remember Me (angst)

George Weasley x Reader

- Dazzle

Avengers

(full warning these are three years old and probably not all that great but I thought I would include them anyway)

Steve Rogers x Reader - Mom, Dad and Uncle Buck

Peter Parker x Reader - Crocodile Tears

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Fic: A Jungle Fairy Tale

AU-gust Day Thirty: Magic AU Fandom: Once Upon A Time/Lost Pairing: Rumpelstiltskin x Claire Littleton

Rated: T

Summary: The survivors of Oceanic 815 discover that they are not alone on the island, and that its native inhabitants are… odd, to say the least.

Note: I’m not quite sure how much this counts as a magic AU since OUAT is in its nature a magical canon universe and Lost certainly has some supernatural and fantasy elements. But this idea’s been floating around in my mind for a couple of years now, so I thought I might as well dust it off here.

A Jungle Fairy Tale

The survivors of Oceanic 815 first realised that they were definitely not alone on the island on their first night, listening to the roar of something pounding through the jungle and seeing the trees shaking. Luckily, whatever it was decided that it was going to go in the opposite direction to the beach, and they never got a glimpse of whatever strange creature could have caused so much noise and destruction.

They first met the other inhabitants of the island the following afternoon. Claire hadn’t realised that anything had happened until she heard a commotion at the treeline at the edge of the beach, and everyone racing over in that direction. Carrying the extra weight as she was, it took her a while longer than everyone else to get over there and see what all the fuss was about, and she was very tempted to just stay exactly where she was and let someone else report back. Still, from all the raised voices, it sounded like something important was happening, so she heaved herself off the sand and made her way across to the source of all the excitement.

She had to double take when she saw it.

There was a man sitting casually in the upper branches of one of the trees, calmly gazing down at the gathered survivors. At least, Claire had to assume that he was a man. His skin was a greenish grey colour with a slight sparkling sheen to it, as if he was coated in a layer of gold dust, and his eyes were wide and an unnaturally yellow-grey. He seemed completely at ease in the tree and not at all worried by the fact that Sayid was holding the axe he’d been using to chop firewood, and Sawyer was pointing the marshal’s gun at him. In fact, when he saw the gun, he just tutted, waggling one clawed finger at Sawyer.

“Honestly. Humans. Always the same since the dawn of time. You accidentally find somewhere new and immediately start pointing weapons at the locals.” He tsked again. “It’s really not a good first impression, dearie.”

“Who the hell are you?” Sawyer asked. His brow was furrowed as if he couldn’t quite believe the evidence of his own eyes, and it appeared to be a common sentiment among all the people gathered under the tree.

“Ah, names have power, dearie, but since it looks like we’re all going to have to get along until your rescue arrives, if it arrives, I will be charitable for now. You may call me Rumpelstiltskin. Welcome to my home. Please put the gun down or I may be forced to do something drastic, and believe me, I do not require firearms to do it.”

“Rumpelstiltskin?” Beside Claire, Shannon scoffed. “As in that little imp from the fairy tales who steals babies?”

Claire looked down at her belly, worried for the first time since she’d seen the strange man.

“I did not steal them!” Rumpelstiltskin leaned at little further out of the tree, ignoring Sayid and Sawyer, and pointed an accusatory finger at Shannon. He seemed more enraged about her comment than he had done about being threatened in the first place. “I received them in fair deals that mothers then cried foul on because they didn’t understand what they were getting into, so eager were they for the untold riches I could provide!”

Shannon threw her hands up in defence and took a couple of steps back. “Ok…”

“Sawyer, maybe you ought to put the gun down.” Jack, as ever the voice of reason, came forward to the front of the group.

“Are you crazy, Doc?” Sawyer jabbed a finger towards Rumpelstiltskin. “Because he definitely is!”

“I am.” Rumpelstiltskin nodded calmly. “Spend a few years here with only Mal for company and you’ll all be a little…” He swirled a finger next to his temple. “Which is why we need to get you off this island as soon as possible. Can’t have you going bananas. The only bananas we want here are the kind that grow in the trees.”

“How long have you been here?” Sayid had since put down the axe and was looking at Rumpelstiltskin with more curiosity than fear.

Rumpelstiltskin counted on his fingers, holding up three.

“Three years?”

“No.” He seemed a little offended by the suggestion. “Three centuries, dearie.”

“All right, we’ve got a crazy guy who looks like someone had an intimate encounter with a crocodile and who is apparently over three hundred years old.” Sawyer shook his head in disbelief. “I’m not the only one hearing this, right?”

There was a general murmur of consensus among the survivors and Sawyer finally lowered the gun.

“All right. I’ll play along. How do you propose we get off this island, then?”

“Well, if I knew how to get off, don’t you think I would have done it two-hundred and ninety-nine odd years ago?” Rumpelstiltskin gave Sawyer a butter-wouldn’t-melt smile. “Still, there’s what, fifty of you, and there’s only been me and Mal for so long, so I’m sure that fifty heads are better than two. Although, having seen some of you, I’m not so sure.”

“Hey!”

“Sawyer, leave it.” Jack stepped forward, unofficial spokesperson for the group. “Is there anyone else on the island?”

“Apart from me and Mal? I think there’s a man in a bunker somewhere, but he might have blown his brains out by now.”

“What about that thing in the jungle last night?” Kate asked. “It was loud enough; you must have heard it.”

“Oh, that’s Mal, no need to worry about her. She doesn’t realise how big she is sometimes.” Rumpelstiltskin waved the concern away airily.

“How big is she?”

“Well, she’s a dragon, dearie, so she’s rather large at times.”

“A dragon? Ok, that’s it, this is just ridiculous now.” Sawyer threw his hands up in defeat and left the group, taking with him a great deal of the tension. Although Rumpelstiltskin had seemed at ease before, he visibly relaxed now that Sawyer was gone.

“What do you mean, ‘rather large at times’?”

Claire couldn’t help thinking that Kate was focussing on the wrong things here, but since they’d already accepted the existence of Rumpelstiltskin, they might as well accept the existence of a dragon as well.

“She’s not in her dragon shape all the time, obviously.”

There was silence for a moment, until Rumpelstiltskin suddenly clapped his hands together, startling the gathered survivors.

“Well, that was a lovely introduction. You know me, I know you, welcome to the magical island where, yes, dragons do exist. Please think twice before pointing weapons in my direction and please don’t worry about Mal, she’s harmless. I’m sure our paths will cross again before you leave, please pick up all litter, please be aware that those little orange berries are extremely poisonous, and otherwise make yourselves at home but don’t abuse our hospitality.”

He raised one hand, about to snap his fingers, but then he paused, cocking his head on one side and staring straight at Claire. She took a step back under the force of his gaze, and Shannon and Kate stepped in closer to her protectively.

“Are you sure you should have been flying, dearie?” he asked softly. “You look about ready to drop.”

“I…” Claire put her hands on her belly. “The doctor said it was fine,” she said.

“Well, just keep him safe in there, all right?”

With that, he vanished in a fingersnap, as if he’d never been there at all, leaving the survivors all looking at each other, trying to work out if that had really just happened or if they’d all had a mass hallucination.

With impeccable timing, Claire felt a little kick against her palm, and she gasped.

“Claire? You ok, hun?”

She nodded. “He moved. First time since the crash.”

She didn’t know why she suddenly thought he was a boy. Maybe because Rumpelstiltskin had seemed so sure. All the same, he was now definitely a boy in her mind. She looked back up at the tree branch where Rumpelstiltskin had sat. She’d been unnerved when he’d taken a sudden interest in her, but she hadn’t been scared. He’d seemed genuinely concerned for her and the baby.

Claire shook herself and moved away with the dissipating crowd.

Only time would tell.

The next few days passed mostly without incident, and Claire was almost beginning to think that she had dreamed the encounter with Rumpelstiltskin, if it wasn’t for everyone casting wary glances at the tree line now and again.

It was night-time when she saw him again. Sayid and Jack were keeping watch by the bonfire, and Claire couldn’t sleep. Now that Baby had started moving again, it felt like he was moving all the time. Especially whenever she was trying to get some rest. There was no use in even attempting to sleep yet, so she sat up in her little tent, looking around.

He was standing under the tree they’d first seen him in, watching the camp. There was nothing nefarious in his gaze. If anything, it was protective, fatherly. She wondered if he’d kept watch over them before and they just hadn’t noticed.

Presently there was a little rustle in the trees, and someone joined him, a woman with the tips of horns peeping out of her mess of curly blonde hair. She must have been the mysterious Mal. At least they hadn’t had any dragon-related incidents since that first night.

Claire watched them for a few minutes, until Rumpelstiltskin looked straight at her and waved. She ducked back inside her tent in embarrassment, before curiosity overcame her and she stepped out, picking her way across the sand towards them.

“Hello again, dearie. How are you and the little one?”

Claire nodded. “All right. He’s keeping me up.”

Mal gave a soft laugh. “Yes, they do. It’s only going to get worse, I’m afraid.”

“Do you have children?”

“I had a daughter.” Mal sighed, and Claire decided that the past tense was enough not to press the point.

“Glad to hear you’re both doing well. Hopefully, you’ll be nice and safe and snug somewhere on terra firma when the time comes.”

“Yeah.” Claire sighed. She hadn’t wanted to resign herself to having the baby on the island yet, but the longer it took for rescue to find them, the more it seemed like she was going to have to do just that. “Hopefully.” She paused, the question that had been hanging at the back of her mind for the last few days now sitting on the tip of her tongue. “Why are you so concerned for me and the baby?” she asked. “I mean, I’m not going to accuse you of wanting to steal him, but…” She sighed. “Did you know I was going to give him up for adoption?”

Rumpelstiltskin shook his head. “I don’t know things. But I suspect them. I have a certain degree of foresight which gives me a certain degree of insight.” He gave a long, heavy sigh, and with that sigh, Claire could well believe that he was over three hundred years old, and the weight of all those centuries was bearing down on him now. “We don’t get new life on this island,” he said. “It’s part of the curse that brought us here. We’re static, and we’re very old. He’s something new.” He nodded towards her belly. “He’s a brand new soul, and as such we will do all we can to protect him.”

There was a fierceness in his words, and in that moment, Claire knew that he meant it, and that he and Mal, for all their strangeness, could be trusted. Whether he would help them off the island or not, she knew that they were at least safe with him.

“You should try and sleep,” Mal said. “You need as much as you can get, even if it’s only a catnap.”

Claire nodded and began to make her way back to her tent. Mal and Rumpelstiltskin were still there in the shadows when she glanced back over her shoulder.

“She’s too young for you.”

“Mal, I’m three hundred and fifty-two years old. Everyone is too young for me except you. And we established a couple of centuries ago that we’re good friends, but we definitely do not like each other in that way.”

“You know what I mean.”

They were watching Claire retreating down the beach.

Rumpelstiltskin sighed. “I know. But there’s something about her. She’s their heart, although they don’t know it yet. She’s special, Mal, surely you can see it too.”

“Rumpel, she’s a human who’s about to have a baby and who desperately needs to get off this island and you’re an Immortal who’s been banished here and can’t leave it. It’ll never work. But yes, I will admit that she is lovely. Inside and out.”

“Do you think you could… you know.”

Mal rolled her eyes but nonetheless acquiesced, bringing her hands up to her mouth. Her eyes flashed reptilian gold for a moment as she blew a puff of smoke into her palms, forming it into a ball. Rumpelstiltskin snapped his fingers, encasing the ball in a soft lilac glow.

“Don’t say I never do anything for you.”

“It’s not for me, Mal. It’s for Claire.”

Mal just raised an eyebrow and moved back into the trees away from the survivors’ camp. Rumpelstiltskin snapped his fingers, rematerialising outside Claire’s little tent. She startled when she saw him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. This is from me and Mal.” He held out the lilac ball and Claire took it.

“It’s warm. Sorry, that’s stupid, of course you know it’s warm.”

“It’s dragon smoke,” he explained. “It’ll warm and cool as you need it to, and it should ease the pain and make you more comfortable. Like Mal said, you need your sleep.”

Gingerly, Claire put the ball behind her back, almost immediately giving a sigh of relief.

“Oh, that feels great. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.”

He made to vanish away, but Claire’s voice stopped him.

“Wait, Rumpelstiltskin.”

“Yes, Claire?”

“Will you stay a while?”

“If you would like.”

Claire nodded, patting the blanket beside her, and Rumpelstiltskin sat down.

“No one really talks to me,” she said. “It’s like I’m this ticking time bomb waiting to go off. They’re all polite about it, but they’re all thinking the same thing. What happens when the baby’s on the outside?” She sighed. “You’re the only one who seems to see past that and look me in the eye. You’re not worried about what’ll happen when the baby’s here. You’re more concerned with making sure we’re both ok right now.”

Rumpelstiltskin shrugged. “It just makes sense, that’s all.”

They fell into silence for a while.

“Earlier, you said that you and Mal were under a curse that had brought you here.”

“Yes. I wasn’t quite sure you’d believe that.”

“Well, I’ve learned to believe in fairy tale characters and dragons over the last few days, so why not believe in magic and curses too? Hurley thinks he’s cursed, it’s not too far-fetched.”

“Yes, Mal and I are cursed. For my part it was the entirely wrongful baby-stealing reputation. Mal’s is roughly the same, although she did actually steal one; an eye for an eye to replace her own stolen child.” He sighed. “They always went to good homes. For every set of careless parents who dealt their child away to me without realising what they had done and trying to renege on a fair contract, there was another set of parents who would do anything to have a babe of their own – even make a deal with me. It all worked out very well for the little ones in the end, and even despite my current exile, I don’t regret any of it.”

“You just wanted the best for the children.”

Rumpelstiltskin nodded, and Claire smiled.

“Thank you for looking out for mine. Even though you knew I was going to give him up.”

“You were doing what was best for him. If you didn’t think that you would be able to care for him, then making a deal to give him up to someone who could was the right thing to do. That’s not something to be ashamed of. It shows more sense and maturity than most of the people I dealt with.”

“I don’t know what I’m going to do now if I can’t get off the island. I never thought I’d actually be a mother.”

“You have more help than you know. Everyone will band together for you, as much as they might be avoiding you now. Responsibility, once it’s there, will change things. And you know that you can always call on me and Mal if you need us. We’ve lived here for so long and gone so mad that we really don’t want it to happen to anyone else, so we’ll do what we can to help.”

“Thank you.” She reached across, taking Rumpelstiltskin’s hand and squeezing. He startled for a moment before squeezing back tentatively.

“You know, I’m looking out for you, too,” he said eventually. “Not just the little one. You’re a remarkable person in your own right, you know.”

Claire looked away, her cheeks colouring in the firelight.

“Thank you.”

“I’ll leave you to get some rest now. But just call if you need me. Names have power, after all.”

Claire nodded.

“Rumpelstiltskin?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for everything.”

She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek before lying down again and readjusting the ball of smoke behind her back; within a minute she was sleeping peacefully.

Rumpelstiltskin vanished back to his home in the trees, touching the place on his cheek where Claire had kissed him. Let Mal be cynical. He wouldn’t have got this far and survived this long without hope, and he was going to keep that hope till the end.

The ball of dragon smoke was still just the right temperature when Claire woke, and she smiled, stowing it in her luggage for when she next needed it. She cast her mind back over the previous night, and her discussion with Rumpelstiltskin. As strange as it seemed to be developing feelings for the man, she couldn’t deny that the feelings were definitely developing. It would be strange, of course it would – she was human and he was whatever he was, and he was cursed to spend his eternity on this island whereas she was very much determined to get off it.

But that didn’t mean that she couldn’t have hope that maybe something more could come of their tentative friendship, after all.

#OUAT fanfiction #LOST fanfiction #Claire Littleton #Rumpelstiltskin #Claire/Rumpelstiltskin #AU-gust #Magic AU #Worry does AU-gust #Fic: A Jungle Fairy Tale

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Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters

DM1 Pairings: Puzzleshipping, hints of Puppyshipping and Angstshipping Characters: Atem, Yuugi Mutou, Seto Kaiba, the rest of Yuugi's squad, Ishtars Content Warnings: Mental disorders; Self-Harm; Suicide attempt; Hallucinations; Light gore; Throwing up; Sexual assault Summary: Triggered by the last wordless encounter after enduring months in his own personal hell without Atem, Yuugi decides that he is ready to give up. His mental stability continues to deteriorate, and even the care of his friends can not make him feel any better. When his grandfather’s health is teetering on a knife’s edge, Yuugi, trapped in his own delusional mind, makes an important decision that might change his life forever. Meanwhile, Seto made his way to the afterlife to challenge the ancient Pharaoh, not expecting the imminent appearance of a god to ask him for a special kind of duel with life-threatening consequences. Losing it would mean losing everything. Could this duel be Atem’s only way out of the afterlife? And what if he is too late to save his aibou? Rating: Mature Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

DM2 Pairings: Seto Kaiba/Yuugi Mutou/Yami Yuugi (Atem) Characters: Seto Kaiba, Yuugi Mutou, Yami Yuugi (Atem), Joey Wheeler, Ryou Bakura, Tea Gardner, Marik Ishtar, Ishizu Ishtar Content Warnings: Depression, Major Character Death, blood, graphic violence, dark themes, Smut, grieving, horror Summary: After Mokuba's death, Yuugi and Seto’s lives slowly fall apart. In order to salvage any part of it, Yuugi decides to buy an old manor in a small town a few miles from Domino City. It’s haunting-free (Ryou and Yuugi checked) and is ripe to be turned into a cozy bed and breakfast.

However, soon after settling in, strange occurrences begin to happen all around them. Items go missing, dishes move on their own, and Seto seems to be hallucinating about hands and… rats? Maybe moving into a seemingly perfect home in the midst of a strange town wasn’t the best decision Yuugi's ever made... Nor the decision to let whatever is in their home actually connect with them. Rating: Explicit Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

DM3 Pairings: Tendershipping Characters: Ryou Bakura, Yami Bakura Content Warnings: Mild horror themes, Shadow Magic, Shadow Games, canon-typical injury and violence, chain, drinking games, frotting, blow jobs, anal sex, happy ending Summary: The gods rescue Bakura's soul from the Shadow Realm before Zorc manages to consume that last of his being; however, there isn't enough of his soul left for Judgement. They decide to return his soul to earth to see if he can learn to love, but need someone strong enough to look after him so Zorc doesn't recapture him. The god Set has the perfect candidate, and the perfect plan. Rating: Explicit Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic + 1 (one) coloured sketch OR 1 (one) greyscale line art OR 1 (one) graphic banner OR 3-5 (three to five) panel inked comic OR 5 (five) panel coloured sketch comic

DM4 Pairings: N/A Characters: Main cast Content Warnings: N/A Summary: People grow up. Sometimes they grow together, sometimes they grow apart. The gang deals with some of the consequences of growing older as graduation looms ahead of them. Rating: Gen Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic

DM5 Pairings: Platonic Wishshipping (Joey Wheeler and Yugi Muto) Characters: Yugi Muto - Joey Wheeler - Yami Yugi - Tristan Taylor - Solomon Muto - Ushio - Hirutani Content Warnings: Violence - drugging - kidnapping - strong language - possession Summary: Joey Wheeler has been a knight for a long time, working himself up the ranks. He's looked out for himself, and made a few enemies along the way. But a wrench is thrown in the works, as he meets a bright-eyed sorcerer named Yugi, and finds himself quickly becoming attached and even becoming friends. Or a fantasy Yugioh au showing the friendship between Joey and Yugi Rating: Teen Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic

Yu-Gi-Oh! GX

GX1 Pairings: Jesse Anderson/Johan Andersen x Yubel/Hell Johan Characters: Jaden Yuki/Judai Yuki, Jesse Anderson/Johan Andersen, Yubel/Hell Johan, Sheppard/Samejima + Fonda Fontaine/Emi Ayukawa (last two very minor) Content Warnings: the fic itself is extremely angsty and gorey. it will have multiple triggers so please, PLEASE be weary of what you're getting yourself into. cannibalism, rape, and torture with a sad ending as a small tldr. gore artist bait Summary: He never asked for consent. Never bothered to care. And now, fusing would solve all their problems to make their story a happy-ever-after. Simple, and so very, very easy. Or maybe it would all take a little more realistic approach. Rating: Explicit Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic + 10 (ten) 100x100 icons OR 1 (one) moodboard OR 1 (one) greyscale sketch OR 3-5 (three to five) panel coloured sketch comic GX2 Pairings: N/A Characters: Sho Marufuji, Ryou Marufuji, Kenta, Katsuya Jonouchi, Ryou Bakura, Mai Kujaku, Marik Ishtar, Rishid Ishtar, Seto Kaiba, Daichi Misawa, Cronos de Medici, Judai Yuki, Jun Manjoume, Original Character(s) Content Warnings: N/A Summary: In his last year of middle school, Sho is forced to confront his future while he navigates tumultuous relationships with his friends, family, and a particular card that his brother gave him. Rating: Teen Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic + 10 (ten) 100x100 icons OR 1 (one) moodboard OR 1 (one) greyscale sketch OR 3-5 (three to five) panel coloured sketch comic GX3 Pairings: Spiritshipping Characters: Jaden Yuki, Jesse Anderson, Syrus Truesdale, Zane Truesdale, Aster Phoenix, Alexis Rhodes, Atticus Rhodes, Jim Crocodile Cook, Shirley, Tyranno Hassleberry, Bastion Misawa, Dr. Crowler, Sheppard, Thalonious Viper, Yubel, Neos, Rainbow Dragon Content Warnings: Initial amnesiac protag, slow burn, destiny stuff, good vs evil, Jaden and Jesse being adorable, Jesse is constantly yet subtly flirting, Crowler is such a dad, a little Rhodes family angst, bamf!Alexis, bamf!Chazz, Jaden is literally such a dork, they're all just a dysfunctional family, love, somewhat fantasy au, blood, violence, kidnapping, dubverse, half blind Jim, nobody's having any fun Summary: Born from the power of the celestials that dwell among the stars, Jaden Yuki awakens in the kingdom of the ninth dimension with no memory of himself or his past.

Unsure of who he is or the grand purpose he was created for, Jaden must travel through the twelve dimensions to discover his true identity and uncover his destiny. Meeting many allies along the way he must brave the cruel nature of the hands of fate and defeat the ultimate evil before the universe itself is brought to an end. Even if it means destroying himself in the process. Rating: Mature Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL

ZEXAL1 Pairings: Mizael/Kaito Characters: Kaito Tenjo, Akari Tsukumo, Mizael, Orbital 7 Content Warnings: Musicals, Theatre, Blackmail, Double identities (Kaito pretends to be a world famous actress), fluff, humor Summary: Threatened with an unsavory article about his escapades with Yuma and friends, Kaito is forced to stage a musical for all of Heartland to see.

Unfortunately, the only musical he knows is ‘Manhattan Sweep,’ a story about a southern belle going up to the big city. The requirements of the deal also states that he has to play the lead role. With some thinking, Kaito announces that a foreign actress by the name of Arabella Kelinski will be taking the role of the titular protagonist.

The thing is, though, Arabella doesn’t exist.

Yet.

Join him on his adventures as a budding musical director, actress and singer, all rolled into one. Rating: Teen Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic

Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V

ARCV1 Pairings: Marufuji Ryou x Mizael Characters: Marufuji Ryou, Mizael, Yuuri, Chris Arclight Content Warnings: People getting carded, characters of Zexal & GX who weren't in Arc-V doing things in Arc-V Summary: Losing a duel always has sparked changes for Marufuji Ryou. Doing so against one of the Heartland City resistance duelists isn't any different at all. Rating: Gen Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS

VRAINS1 Pairings: Slight Datastormshipping, Implied Aiballshipping, Platonic Piushipping Characters: Ryoken Kogami, Yusaku Fujiki, Ai, Roboppy, Spectre, Shoichi Kusanagi Content Warnings: Contains abuse in a flashback scene and also some violence in the climax Summary: Yusaku has fallen into a coma due to a virus he got inflicted while he was in Link VRAINS, so Ryoken, along with Spectre, (And Ai and Roboppy who followed them because they want to save Yusaku), goes inside Yusaku’s server to find the virus and remove it, but what if they have stumbled upon Yusaku’s memories before the Lost Incident and see how Yusaku’s life was before their very eyes? Rating: Mature Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic VRAINS2 Pairings: Yusaku Fujiki/Ryoken Kogami Characters: Yusaku Fujiki, Ryoken Kogami, Takeru Homura, Kengo Dojun, Ema Bessho, Spectre, Kusanagi Shoichi, Aoi Zaizen, Miyu Sugisaki, Kiku Kamishirakawa, Kusanagi Jin, Minor Characters. Content Warnings: Major Character Death, Blood, Injury, Poison, Sex Scenes, Alcohol Mention, Gore. Summary: Yusaku, an Elven witch who has been researching the dark art of arcane magics, has his way of life suddenly challenged when he meets a dangerous, nearly fatally injured Dragon in his human form by the name of Ryoken.

Yusaku, ridden with a kind heart, is unable to turn the dying creature into the Hunters that are searching for him to kill him. Instead, Yusaku decides to help Ryoken, who then enlightens Yusaku to a realm of Magic that Yusaku has never seen before. Yusaku’s heart grows fonder for Ryoken, leading them down a dangerous path of forbidden love that threatens both of their lives. Rating: Explicit Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

Yu-Gi-Oh! Only Crossover

YGOX1 Series: Zexal with a touch of 5D's Pairings: N/A Characters: Barians, Yuma, Astral, most of Zexal II characters, Crimson Dragon, Signer Dragons, Past Lives of Signers Content Warnings: graphic description of transformation and characker deaths (temporary) Summary: With the change of one past life, everything changes and now the Seven Barian Emperors consist of six Barians and one dragon. Rating: Gen Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic + 10 (ten) 100x100 icons OR 1 (one) moodboard OR 1 (one) greyscale sketch OR 3-5 (three to five) panel coloured sketch comic

YGOX2 Series: Zexal/Arc-V Pairings: Zexal II/Hope Zexal, Zexal II/Vector Characters: Zexal II, Hope Zexal, Yuya Sakaki, Yuto, Yugo, Yuri, Zexal III, Dark Zexal, Zexal, Vector, E'rah, Thomas Arclight, Zarc, Eve Content Warnings: None exactly Summary: “There are beings in this world simply called Magic Girls and Boys. Normal people don’t know much about them, and only see them as protectors of the city, if they even know of them at all. Who they are is unknown, and some wonder if they take up rolls as normal citizens, while hiding their activities from the eye of the common man.” --- Saaka and Fuusa are seen as nothing more than average high school students, but at night they watch over their city as the Magic Girls Second and Fourth. Follow their story as they take on the ancient Goddess E'Rah, the defunct Puppeteer IV, Vector, who obsessives over Second, Eve the illness stricken time traveler, and The Supreme King - Zarc. Along the way they also get some help from Magic Boys in training Yuya, Yuto, Yugo and Yuri who they team up with to protect the City of Heartland. Rating: Teen Art needed: + 2 (two) completed art work OR 3-5 (three to five) panel complete art comic

Crossover

XOVER1 Series: YGO DM/Revolutionary Girl Utena Pairings: Yami Yugi/Atem/Yugi, Anthy/Utena, Thief King Bakura/ Mahado Characters: Yami Yugi, Atem, Yugi, Anthy, Thief King Bakura, Mahado, Seto, Dartz, Akio Content Warnings: Major character death, rape (discussed & implied), Incest (implied) Summary: Yami is a young knight of the rose order, who’s kingdom is preparing it’s forces to take down the wicked king of Esmia. But there are more sinister forces at work and the honorable knight might find that things are definitely not what they seem… takes 9 years after The Witch King. A fantasy AU that's a sequel for the story I did last year; includes dragons, magic, transformations, and love triangles that end in a threesome. Rating: Teen with discussions of serious topics Art needed: + 1 (one) completed art work OR 3 (three) panel greyscale sketched comic + 1 (one) coloured sketch OR 1 (one) greyscale line art OR 1 (one) graphic banner OR 3-5 (three to five) panel inked comic OR 5 (five) panel coloured sketch comic

#yugioh #yugioh gx #vrains #Zexal #arcv #ygobb2020 #Calling All Artists!

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the-quiet-winds six writing masterpost!

[all my fics i’ve ever posted. there’s a lot of them.]

last updated: 10/31/21

bolded works are new

co-written with @ichlugebulletsandcornnuts

AUs and series

Hold Onto Me, You’re All I Have - “The Ward AU”

Clouds of Rain and Sun

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five] - [part six]

2. Take Out Every Wasted Honor

[part one] - [part two]

3. Make a Move Just to Stay in the Game

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

3.5 To Fight When You Feel Like Flying

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

4. Feel the Light Start to Tremble

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

5. Never an Honest Word - [x]

5.5 Let Your Clarity Define You

[part one] - [part two]

6. So Much More than Royal

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five]

Flipping though My Life Turning Pages - “Tiny Kat AU”

1. Time Goes By and Still I’m Stuck on You

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five]

2. Integrity, Faith, and Crocodile Tears

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

3. Your Time Will Come if You Wait for It

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

4. Silence Screaming Over Your Words

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

5. I Know I’ll See You Tomorrow

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

The World was on Fire, and No One Could Save Me but You - “Teacher AU”

1. Between Angels and Demons

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five] - [part six]

2. Guiding Like a Lighthouse

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

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stand alone multi-chaps

It’s Always Darkest Before the Dawn

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

Close Enough to Start a War

[part one] - [part two]

Cathedrals in My Heart

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

Lay in the Atmosphere

[part one] - [part two]

Long Live the Pioneers, Rebels, and Mutineers

[part one] - [part two]

Cause that’s Just Who I Am this Week

[part one] - [part two]

Tides that I’ve Tried to Swim Against

[part one] - [part two]

You Clicked Your Heels and Wished for Me

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

Don’t Look Back at this Crumbling Fool

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

I’ll Never Say Enough because it was Not Said to You

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

You Need a Blue Sky Holiday

[part one] - [part two]

Sure to Outlast this Catastrophe

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

Terrors Don’t Pray on Innocent Victims

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four]

Coming with the Dawn and Suddenly Changes

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

A Thousand to One, A Million to Two

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

Things Are Shaping Up to be Pretty Odd

[part one] - [part two]

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one-shots

I Could Hold You for a Million Years - [x]

Making Friends with Shadows on the Wall - [x]

Shake it Till You See it - [x]

The Wheel Breaks the Butterfly - [x]

A Hundred Thousand Voices that Just Can’t Sing - [x]

Dance on a Tightrope of Weird - [x]

We Don’t Need Anything or Anyone - [x]

Little Lies they Help Us to Remember - [x]

Saying Things We Haven’t for a While - [x]

Plot Your Life on the Black and White - [x]

Changing Like the Tides - [x]

If All Our Life is But a Dream - [x]

I Don’t Want to Sit on the Pavement While You Fly, but I Will - [x]

I Wish that I Could Witness All Your Joy - [x]

When Your Fantasies Become Your Legacy - [x]

Listen to My Voice, It’s My Disguise - [x]

You’ve Got a Pocket Full of Reasons Why You’re Here Tonight - [x]

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solo works

One Shot Collections (any works previously listed but are missing are on these lists):

I’ll Come Back As Myself, and All That I’ve Left Behind A Morning Dove Sang and Set the Sun

Younger Now than We Were Before - [x]

No Doubt in My Mind - [x]

The Lament of a Broken Rose (the Katherine Howard poem) - [x]

Embrace the World in Gray - [x]

Am I Bright Enough to Shine in Your Spaces? - [x]

Under Starry Skies We Are Lost - [x]

I Know I Could Lie, But I Won’t Lie to You - [x]

A Heaviness in My Head - [x]

I See You in the Fireflies - [x]

How Many Times Can I Break till I Shatter - [x]

Our Lives Are Made in These Small Hours - [x]

Learning to Fly, Learning to Run - [x]

Ten Fingers to the Sky - [x]

Brave Like Soldiers Falling Down Under the Pale Moonlight - [x]

Hyde Awey - [x]

Fly Around in Circles - [x]

She Goes Left and You Stay Right - [x]

If I Close My Eyes, Will I Disappear? - [x]

See Me Loud and Clear - [x]

To Hang Your Hopes On - [x]

Through the Faded Mist - [x]

Lower Your Eyes, They Show it All - [x]

All of the Wrong Words Seem to Rhyme - [x]

Shark’s Tooth Lullaby - [x]

Bounty of the Heart - [x]

Emerald-Plated Moonlight - [x]

All’s Quiet in the Northern Land - [x]

How to Paint in a Colorless World - [x]

From the Other Side of What Cannot Be Seen - [x]

The Art of Breathing Underwater - [x]

Delusions of the Coldest Hour - [x]

Taming the Bottle Seas - [x]

By Fate’s Design - [x]

Hold Your Breath, Count to Ten - [x]

Fractured Hallelujah - [x]

Someone Said the Sky if Falling, Tell Me if it’s True - [x]

Look Upon Me for the Better - [x]

Turn Me Inside Out, Turn Me Upside Down - [x]

Like a Sinking Ship - [x]

Moments Words Don’t Reach - [x]

Turn of the Sun, I’ll Still Shine - [x]

Take My Whole Life Too - [x]

Some Sort of New Light - [x]

For Miles and Miles and Miles - [x]

Watching the Dust Go Clear - [x]

Hear the Confession Lost in the Wind - [x]

Hiding My Heart Behind a Wall - [x]

Stories of Shattered Gold - [x]

Beyond the Dragon’s Eyes

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five]

Innocence is Beautiful to See, Won’t You Box it Up for Me? - [x]

The Buffalo’s Inferno - [x]

Of Yarn and Wool - [x]

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Sixcago / Six US Verse

In the Cold Light - [x]

Feeling Like a Stranger - [x]

Friday Night with the Holy Ghost - [x]

If We’ve Got Each Other, We Can Save the World - [x]

Nothin’ But a Sinner

[part one] - [part two] - [part three]

Still of the Silence - [x]

I’ll Know My Name as It’s Called Again - [x]

The Gravity of Tempered Grace

[part one] - [part two] - [part three] - [part four] - [part five] - [part six] - [part seven] - [part eight]

#six the musical #six musical #catherine of aragon #anne boleyn #jane seymour #anna of cleves #katherine howard #catherine parr #julie and jess write #julie writes #sixcago writings #come get y'all juice!!!

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