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echoes-of-realities · 17 days

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Title: and when i’m back in chicago i feel it (another version of me)

Fandom: NCIS: Hawai'i

Relationship: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler

Rating: General

Chapter Word Count: 7,088

Chapter: 5/5

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Chapter Summary: Lucy grumbles and scoots across the bed until she can throw an arm across Kate’s lap and bury her face against her hip. It’s far too early to function, and she wants nothing more than to curl up against her girlfriend and go back to sleep, 7:30 a.m. departure time be damned.

“You should probably think about getting up soon,” Kate says, somehow managing to sound both fond and admonishing all at once, “We have to leave for Chicago in an hour.”

“Don’t care,” Lucy whines, “Too comfy.”

“Come on, my sweet, I’ll make it worth your while,” Kate says, suggestion lacing her voice in a way that makes Lucy perk up a bit.

“Oh, yeah?” she asks, pulling back just enough to squint up at Kate in the faint blue light.

“Oh, yeah,” Kate says with a smirk, wiggling her eyebrows, “if you get out of bed right now, you’ll be greatly rewarded.”

Warmth pools in Lucy’s stomach and she hums in interest. “With what?”

“With,” Kate drawls as she traces a single finger down the side of Lucy’s face, causing goosebumps to break out over her whole body, “one last half hour of Whistler family time and a twelve hour trip home.”

Lucy groans and shoves her face back against Kate’s hip.

#kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #ncis hawaii #ncis hawai'i #kate x lucy #lucy x kate #kacy fanfic #kacy fanfiction #my writing #honestly kind of sad that this fic has come to an end but also very excited to share it!!#and start working on something new!#so until next time :D

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westerngayfairytales · 2 years

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Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: NCIS: Hawaii Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler Characters: Lucy Tara, Kate Whistler Additional Tags: One Shot, One Shot Collection, 1x10, Fluff, Smut, Crack, 1x13, Hurt/Comfort, Aquaphobia, Angst, Established Relationship, Kate in a sling, 1x20 Summary:

Series of unrelated one-shots 1: Lucy's thoughts after the date (1x10). Rated T 2: Morning after the mentioned "celebration" in 1x10. Rated M 3: 1x13 Crack fic, when the team was working at Tennant's home. Rated G 4: Kate comforts Lucy after she's faced her worst fear (post 1x13). Rated G 5: Lucy gets swimming lessons (post 1x13). Rated M 6: Morning sex. (Chapter 2 but from Kate's pov). Rated E 7: Kate is still trying to get Lucy back. Lucy is a bit of a mess (Post 1x13). Rated G 8: It’s only been a few weeks of them trying, and it’s been… rocky (Pre-1x07). Rated G 9: It's a little sexy, a little flirty, a little bit of a fight (not really) (between 1x07 and 1x10). Rated M 10: Lucy is frustrated. Kate is charmed. Established relationship. Rated G 11: Lucy's exhausted. She gets one invitation and offers another. (non-canon 1x20). Rated G 12: Lucy arrives at the bullpen. Someone is waiting for her (Post 1x20). Rated G 13: Kate & Lucy after the gathering at Tennant's (Post 1x22). Rated M 14: Part II of Chapter 4. Kate brings Lucy home after she fell in the sea (post 1x13). Rated G

Tags for each chapter in the author's note.

Oyy, new and last chapter of Fragments added. “Last” because the summary won’t comport any more words. So I guess we finish at 14. It’s okay. Thesaurus dot com tells me “fragments” has many synonyms. My friend Simp voted for “Spillikins”.

#kacy #kacy fanfiction #fic #lucy tara #kate whistler #fragments #ncis hawaii spoilers

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helloanxietyattack · 3 months

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Psst...over here...guess what?

Strictly Business is back, baby!

Title: Ch.5 - "a room no one wants to walk in"

Summary: The women kick ass and take names, I fight the urge to be physically ill every time the suspect opens his mouth, and Jesse tries to keep Aquino and Lucy from physically fighting.

#ncis hawaii #ncishawaii #lucy tara #kate whistler #jane tennant #jesse boone #kacy fic #kacy #kate x lucy #lucy x kate #fanfiction

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chaosqueen1998 · 8 days

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCIS: Hawai'i Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler, Lucy Tara & Kate Whistler, Ernie Malik & Kate Whistler, Ernie Malik & Lucy Tara Characters: Lucy Tara, Kate Whistler, Ernie Malik Additional Tags: One Shot, Fluff, Humor, Friendship, before I watched the Episode Summary:

Whistler found one of Lucy's boots at her home. She brings her girlfriend the boot at work. What didn't go unnoticed by Ernie.

Inspired by Promo Pics of 2x04

#kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #kate x lucy #ncis hawaii #ernie malik #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #wlw fanfic

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carewyncromwell · 3 months

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"You want a ride to fame? I've got the fastest route! What's it gonna be? Are you in or out?"

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HPHM Cardverse developed by @ariparri // Rakepick's outfit // Duncan's outfit // the more "court-worthy" outfit Duncan eventually bought for Jacob

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The day Jacob Cromwell first arrived at the palace of Spades, he earned more than a few skeptical side-eyes. It was hard not to judge Jacob poorly, when he strolled inside dressed in clothes more appropriate to working in a mechanic's shop than in one of the most powerful royal courts in Cinderhaven. His black slacks and white shirt were clean and his boots were polished, yes, but he'd rolled his sleeves up to his elbows and the lone pop of color in Jacob's outfit -- his red suspenders -- were far too informal for such a setting. And yet Jacob walked with his head held high, almost arrogantly so, and went straight to work in his new workshop just down the hall from the office of his boss, the also very recently installed Jack of Spades, Duncan Ashe.

One of those most skeptical of Jacob -- at least at first -- was the Ace of Spades, Patricia Rakepick. She had been the one hold-out in selecting Duncan as Ulrich Scheller's replacement, citing his young age and subsequent lack of experience as rationale, but she'd ultimately been overruled. Not only did the King of Spades, Oskar Doyle, support Duncan's promotion, but the Queen of Spades had agreed with it too, before her tragic death. Even Ulrich Scheller himself was steadfast about Duncan being the one to take his old position.

"Mr. Ashe may be young, but he has discerning judgment -- far better than even I had at his age," the former Jack had said. "I've always valued his counsel as my subordinate, and I think the Court of Spades will come to appreciate that very same counsel once he takes my place."

Rakepick was not convinced. And, to be fair, it was hard for her not to feel some resentment at how seemingly easily it had been for Duncan Ashe to climb the ranks of power, while still fresh out of university. Perhaps it was dumb luck or the fact that Duncan was a young man with a good sense of dress from a reasonably well-respected family -- a more objective source might also have pointed out that Duncan was a far more likable person than Rakepick. Even despite his brusqueness, he could be witty and funny and yet also dedicated, down-to-earth, hard-working, and supportive. Duncan chased his ambitions with laser-precision, and yet he also never failed to take helpful input from the people around him. His pride was never so inflated that he couldn't take constructive criticism or admit when he was wrong, nor was it an obstacle to him making iron-clad friendships that gave him people in his corner who stuck with him solely out of sincere enjoyment for his company.

Rakepick's critical view of Duncan Ashe, however, completely justified her initial suspicion of Jacob Cromwell. This suspicion quickly flickered out, though, when she made a point to stop by the Jack's stooge's new workshop.

It was still quite early that morning — most of the King’s, Jack’s and Ace’s staffs had only just started their work for the day -- and yet that oddly chipper new "favorite" of the Jack of Spades' was already hard at work. He’d arrived a good half hour before his scheduled shift and used that extra time to hang up the blueprints for the couple dozen projects he'd already hashed out to show "Ashe" when he arrived later that morning. Then, at his formal start time, Jacob set about testing out his new power-saw (which the curly-haired young man had fanboyed over when he first saw it) to cut out a metal skeleton for his blimp prototype while also making some alterations to the blueprint on his desk.

By the time Rakepick dropped in, she found Jacob in the midst of a short "break" in his work, which entailed him adjusting the screws on a device set up under his desk.

Because Jacob was so preoccupied with what he was doing, he didn't get a good look at who had entered. And because he was so used to being an overworked part-time mechanic, cook, and librarian, his first instinct was not to stop what he was doing, introduce himself to the person, and ask how he could help them, but to greet the stranger cheerfully without even looking up from his work.

"Hey there! Come on in and look around if you’d like — I’ll be right with you!"

Rakepick cocked her eyebrows at the young man largely obscured under the desk, tightening the screws on what looked like the foot pedal of an old sewing machine. With a roll of her eyes, the Ace looked around — only to be startled by the prototype hanging over her head.

It resembled — for lack of a better term — a small mechanical dragon, with its “head” and “limbs” cut into halves hanging from separate wires. The wings were crafted out of aluminum, carved wood, and fabric, and the “body” was a balloon with multiple model stairways attached to it and aluminum “legs” hanging off of them and cut open to show off rooms on the inside. Even the head (adorned with two thick lightning rods as horns) was cut down the middle to show off a miniature cockpit on the inside.

Rakepick actually raised her gloved hand to shift the head around, her eyes widening with interest upon the intricately designed interior. It even had a miniature control panel with what looked like tiny fuses. When she tapped at one of the levers inside the model, two spotlights appeared out of the dragon’s mouth, casting a light down onto the multiple blueprints laid out on the desk.

"It’s a modified blimp," said Jacob’s voice from under the desk. "Those mouth lights would be hydroelectric-powered, via collected rainwater -- I originally thought of using solar power, but too much concentrated heat could run a risk of the thing catching fire, since the blimp itself would use hydrogen...much less rare alternative to helium…"

Rakepick raised her eyebrows. "Hydroelectric power, you say?"

Didn’t Duncan Ashe bring up something once about hydroelectric power in one of his meetings with Ulrich Scheller…?

"Yeah!" said Jacob cheerfully, still not looking up. "I brought it up to Ashe a while ago, shifting our main source of power away from coal and toward hydroelectric -- and he thinks it’d be a great way to save money for other projects. Plus water's much less hazardous to work with…though if coal can be mined more safely, I reckon it could still be used, just in smaller amounts…still need to make a prototype or two for that project…"

Then this person was where Duncan Ashe stole that idea from. Rakepick pursed her lips. It seemed this new Jack really was good at getting credit not rightfully owed him.

"But hey, there's only so much time in a day!" Jacob laughed to himself. "Only sent my letters of resignation in yesterday morning — didn't really have time to get all these ideas out of my head, before that…"

Rakepick glanced around. By her count, she could see five unfinished blueprints hung up on the wall, one more and several printed graphs on the work bench next to an old phonograph, and what looked like a row of small plant boxes with thermometers stuck in each one.

"…You did all this just in one day?" she asked.

"In half a day, a night, and some of this morning. But yeah."

This boy works hard, thought Rakepick.

"Though a few ideas I'd been ruminating on for a while, beforehand," Jacob pressed on. "I just hope it's enough…I've never worked as any kind of advisor before. Don't really know how much my work will be commission-based and how much will be free-lance…"

Rakepick crossed her arms, considering the young man's spade-gloved hands under the desk testing out the little sewing machine wheel he'd attached to the leg of his desk. Only when he turned it did Rakepick realize it was attached to the phonograph on the desk, and the wheel turning also made the crank handle rotate.

"I think that depends on whether that project on your desk is something the Jack commissioned," said Rakepick, "or if you came up with it for him by yourself."

Jacob laughed. "Oh, this? Nah, this is just a personal project...I wanted to use it back at the mechanic shop, originally, but I didn't have proper room for it...Wyn, my sister Carewyn, she let me keep it in pieces under our window, until I could figure out where to put it -- "

Once Jacob had finished his adjustments, he got up off the floor at last, sat down in his chair in front of the blueprint, and pressed the foot pedal. The pedal made the wheel rotate, which subsequently turned the crank on the phonograph so that it could play the record set on it.

"When the red, red robin comes bob-bob-bobbin' along...along... There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts throbbin' his old sweet song..."

Jacob's almond-shaped blue eyes lit up in delight seeing his invention working right, and he cheerfully sing along to the next few lines.

"Wake up -- wake up, you sleepy head! Get up -- get up, get out of bed! Cheer up -- cheer up, the sun is red! Live, love, laugh, and be happy..."

Rakepick's eyes trailed over the modified phonograph, along the careful metal-work attaching the disparate pieces and the screws securing them to the work bench. All this effort and inventiveness, for something this boy wasn't intending to get any reward for from his employer...

Rakepick's lips curled up in a very slight smirk. She had to admit -- she was impressed.

Still pedaling away to play the song on the record, Jacob finally looked up at the person who'd entered his workshop with a smile. That smile dimmed, though, when he realized just who he was talking to.

"Oh," said Jacob, startled. His foot stopped pedaling as his eyes flitted quickly to the sword at Rakepick's side and the stylized silver-white pauldrons on her shoulders. "Uh...you with the military or something?"

Rakepick smirked. "'Or something.' Patricia Rakepick -- Ace of Spades. And you'd be Jacob Cromwell, of course."

"Uh -- yeah." Jacob looked sheepish.

Rakepick's smirk widened a bit. "You seem surprised to see me."

"Sorry -- I didn't think anyone outside of Ashe's people would be interested in any of this," said Jacob, sounding slightly abashed as he crossed one leg across his lap. "I mean, this stuff's really more for interior projects -- nothing that fancy..."

"You sell yourself short, Master Cromwell," said Rakepick. She once again indicated the prototype of the blimp hanging from the ceiling. "Frankly I'd say with a brain like yours, you could make a rather fine Jack yourself, some day."

Jacob's blue eyes went very wide. Then, almost immediately, his expression gained a much darker look -- one that swept through offense and disgust so thoroughly that it was close to revulsion.

"Uh -- no," he said incredibly bluntly. "Ashe is the Jack."

"I never said he wasn't," said Rakepick, "merely that you're more than qualified for such a position. More qualified than many candidates I could envision as Jack...or King, for that matter..."

"I wouldn't want the post, in any case," Jacob cut her off. "I'm not here to do Ashe's job, or the King's."

So this boy had no ambition in that direction? That was reassuring, to Rakepick.

"Good to hear it," said the Ace, before she added a bit more lowly, "...Though it occurs to me that may be why you were brought here in the first place."

Jacob's eyebrows furrowed. Rakepick folded her arms behind her back as she considered him.

"Mr. Ashe brought up your ideas to the rest of court, long before your arrival," she said grimly. "He's glided to where he is partly on the back of your creativity -- is it so surprising that he'd want to keep leeching off of your efforts and use them to earn further prestige for himself?"

Rakepick's eyes narrowed a bit.

"Your talents are far too impressive for you not to get full credit for them, Master Cromwell. I can think of quite a few projects outside of the Jack's domain that could use a mind like yours -- ones that would pay very well and offer further rewards, for your efforts."

Jacob, however, had already closed himself off visibly -- he slouched back in his chair and crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing.

"No offense, Madam Ace, but I'm not here for money or 'prestige' or whatever. I don't give a damn about politics -- I'm here because I want to do something useful, not prance around like a show horse, schmoozing with people. The only power I care about is the power in my brain and in my own two hands -- and I intend to use them to work really hard and make things that solve real problems. I want to help Ashe and the Country of Spades, however I can."

Rakepick's brows raised. This boy wasn't interested in financial reward either? A truly rare breed, to find at court.

"...That's quite noble of you, Master Cromwell," she said, and she meant it. "And it's for that reason that my offer still stands. If you wish so much to be of use, your talent and creativity would be incredibly useful, in giving the army the means to protect the Country of Spades. Your blimp prototype, for instance -- I imagine it could be a perfect flagship, with some minor alterations and a proper set of guns -- "

"Guns?" Jacob repeated, appalled. "Madam, the blimp of that prototype is full of hydrogen. Anything using gunpowder could risk setting the whole thing ablaze. That flying machine is strictly meant for long-distance transport, to reduce travel time and be more resilient to bad weather..."

"A very good idea, when our King has to travel frequently to other parts of Cinderhaven."

The stylishly dressed Jack of Spades had materialized seemingly out of nowhere and walked up behind Jacob's chair, bringing his hand onto his subordinate's shoulder. Jacob looked up at him, and his expression immediately brightened.

"Ashe!"

"I'm flattered that you approve of my staff appointments, Madam Ace," said Duncan, though his voice betrayed a notable edge, "but as you might've noticed, Jacob has quite a few projects already in the works for his place here, working for me. I'm afraid any commissions you might wish to offer him will have to wait."

Rakepick pursed her lips. She got the feeling that Duncan had overheard a lot more of her and Jacob's conversation than he would've admitted -- he was more than clever enough to eavesdrop for important information before making himself known.

"Perhaps," she granted. She turned on her heel, but paused long enough to shoot a cold smile over her shoulder at Duncan. "But don't hoard him away all for yourself, Mr. Ashe. A young man of talent like Master Cromwell could change the world, so long as he has the freedom to chase his own success."

Duncan clenched his jaw as the Ace strolled off.

"Don't hoard him away" -- you dodgy geebag, if you even think of trying to snatch Jacob up for yourself -- !

"What a weird woman."

Duncan looked at Jacob, startled, to see the man frowning very deeply at Rakepick's retreating back.

"She acts like she's complimenting you, and then she says things that make absolutely no sense," Jacob muttered irritably. "'So long as he has the freedom to chase his own success' -- as if I somehow don't? And insinuating that I'm here to do your job...I'm a technology guy, I'm not here to waste time kissing up to people..."

"Good to know you think I'm wasting time," Duncan said very dryly.

Jacob looked sideswiped. "Huh? What, no -- I didn't say that! I said it'd be a waste of time for me to do that..."

"Of course it would -- I'm already doing it," Duncan cut him off smoothly with a wry smile.

His smile then faded as his face grew more serious.

"...Jacob...what Rakepick said...it's not true, not a bit of it. Of course, yes, I did share your ideas at court -- but I did not take credit for them...I told the former Jack they were yours. And I didn't want you here so you could do my work for me or make me look better. I wanted you here because...well, your ideas are useful, and I..."

I want you around. I want you around all the time, not just at that old tavern every Tuesday and Thursday...

Duncan swallowed, his dark eyes flitting down to Jacob's lips and back up into his blue eyes.

"...I do...want you to succeed. I want your work to be appreciated. All of it -- whether it's for me or not."

Jacob grinned. It made his blue eyes sparkle, even though his face lacked any light of revelation about the unspoken sentiment in Duncan's posture.

"I know, Ashe," he said. "And that's all I want, really, to know my work means something. Sure, the paycheck's great -- " he gave a cheekier grin, " -- makes it easier for me to support myself, Wyn, and Mum, you know...but I took the job because you wanted my help, needed my help. And well, you know me...I like to help people. Especially the ones I care about."

Duncan tried very hard to bite back the flush rising in his cheeks. Somehow Jacob completely missed it, though, because his focus was drawn to the blueprint he'd left on his desk.

"Speaking of which!" he said brightly. He snatched up the blueprint and held it up for Duncan to see. "I sketched out a concept for a new hydroelectric generator, for your upcoming meeting with the King of Spades! I suggested several dimension sizes, since I wasn't sure how big the boiler here is, but I thought the palace would be a good place to test its efficiency and ability to heat multiple levels..."

Duncan looked it over and nodded in approval.

"Not bad," he said, and his lips unfurled in a more mischievous smile. "I think the King and the rest of the court will be very impressed with it, and you, when you accompany me to the meeting."

Jacob was taken aback. "Wha -- ? You want me to -- ?"

"Yes -- but only after I take you shopping for some new clothes. I'm not introducing you to Oskar Doyle in red suspenders."

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #hphm cardverse #cardverse au #jacob cromwell #patricia rakepick #duncan ashe #my art #art #my writing #fanfiction #lololol while drawing that one extra jacashe drawing under the cut I was listening to kaci battaglia's crazy possessive #and it felt SO much like an inner monologue for duncan seeing rakepick trying to recruit his -boyfriend- subordinate #'call my man again and I'mma F*** you up!' XDDD #also for the record duncan that IS the nicest outfit jacob has at this particular time in his life #lane even cleaned his clothes specially so they'd be spotless ;~;#jacob wanted to wear the red suspenders because red's his favorite color and carewyn supported him because color is good!#jacob did end up really liking what duncan picked out and bought for him though :')#oh yes! and all allusions to the previous king and queen of spades are inspired by lore developed by ari about them <3 #red red robin is a fun parallel because in hphm canon carewyn's animagus form is a robin #whereas carewyn listens to a lot of songs about bluebirds in this canon when lane calls jacob her 'blue jay' in most canons

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englishstrawbie · 8 months

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august 27th : surfboard

Lucy eyes the water suspiciously. The waves crash around her ankles and she wades a little deeper, until the water reaches her knees, then pauses and looks out at the vast ocean before her.

In the six months since she returned from her time on the USS Ronald Reagan, she has become more and more confident in the water. She still prefers an energetic hike to a day at the beach, but Kate’s love of the ocean means they spend more time here now and she has grown to love how relaxed she feels listening to the sound of the waves. Saturdays are spent swimming or finding the best places to snorkel – or even jumping off a boat (as long as Kate is holding her hand).

She knows how keen Kate has been to get her on a surfboard. There have been a few Saturday mornings when she has woken Lucy on her way out, wondering if she wants to join her. She has always been met with a sleepy ‘no’… until one evening this week when Lucy had taken a deep breath and announced that she wants to learn to surf.

Kate insisted that she be the one to teach her – in return for Lucy teaching her how to fight and protect herself last year, she says. Of course, she has taken the role very seriously. The past few days have been spent pouring over videos, showing Lucy the basics so that she is prepared for her first lesson. How hard can it be to stand up on a surfboard anyway?

“You know, I love seeing you in the water.”

Lucy looks over her shoulder as Kate appears, a surfboard floating next to her. She has a grin on her face that gives away just how excited she is to share her hobby with Lucy.

Lucy returns her smile and listens as Kate launches into an explanation of how they are going to get a little deeper and Lucy is going to ride some of the waves lying on the surfboard to get used to the motion. Well, half-listens. She is distracted by the two-piece that Kate is wearing that shows off her abs, and oh Lucy loves the curve of her hips and the way her muscles twitch at the softest of touches.

Kate clears her throat and Lucy lifts her eyes away from Kate’s stomach to her eyes, feigning innocence.

"Hmm?"

Kate tries (and fails) to hide her smile.

“Are you paying attention?”

Lucy scoffs. “Of course,” she lies, a sly smile on her face.

Kate nudges her arm playfully and tips her head towards the deeper water.

“Come on, let’s get you on this board.”

They walk further into the water until the water is lapping around Lucy’s waist.

“You ready?” Kate asks.

Lucy pauses, suddenly hit with nerves.

“Hey,” Kate says softly, reaching out and taking her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You’ll be fine; I’ve got you. And if you really don’t want to do this, we don’t have to.”

The light catches her hair and makes her look like a literal angel, and Lucy wonders how she got so lucky. Kate’s words are enough to allay Lucy’s fears. She takes a deep breath, filling her lungs and letting the oxygen calm her.

“Let’s do this.”

august prompts

#ncis hawaii #ncis hawai'i #lucy tara #kate whistler #ncis hawai'i fanfiction #my fanfiction #august prompts #yes I'm a day late with this one :)#but this prompt was always going to be a kacy one!

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mangeur-detoiles · 2 years

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Missing Moments (18963 words) by conspicuously_empty Chapters: 18/18 Fandom: NCIS: Hawai'i Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler Characters: Kate Whistler, Lucy Tara, Jane Tennant, Jesse Boone, Kai Holman, Ernie Malik, Original Characters Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Fun, Canon Compliant Summary:

Follow Kate and Lucy on their journey through season one. Each chapter explores an aspect of their relationship we didn't see on screen. Imagine I snuck into the cutting room, picked up all the edits, put them in a pretty box and now I'm sharing them with you.

Featuring companion art by mangeur-detoiles

#kacy #kate x lucy #lucy x kate #fanfiction #ncis hawaii #my graphics #kacybigbang

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when-you-are-stranger · 10 months

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What happened with Falling for the Tara’s fic???

#kacy #lucy tara #lucy x kate #ncis hawaii #kate whistler #fanfic #ncis fanfiction

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echoes-of-realities · 24 days

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Title: and when i’m back in chicago i feel it (another version of me)

Fandom: NCIS: Hawai'i

Relationship: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler

Rating: General

Chapter Word Count: 8,941

Chapter: 4/5

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Chapter Summary: “Lucy,” Dan says in surprise, “What are you doing in here?”

Lucy lifts a hand in a slightly awkward wave. “Just, uh, looking for Kate.”

“You just missed her,” Paula says with a small smile before turning back to the sink. “She was heading out to look for you.”

Lucy jerks her thumb over her shoulder and starts retreating. “Okay, thanks. I’ll just—”

“Stay, stay,” Dan says warmly, “We’d love to get to know you more. You are dating our daughter, after all, and I feel like we don’t know a thing about you.”

Lucy freezes, before slowly walking forward to lean against the island. She’s never felt more uncomfortable in her life—not only does she not know Kate’s parents very well, she also kind of resents them for how they’ve treated Kate since Noah’s death.

Silence settles over the kitchen, awkward and stilted. Nobody meets anybody’s eyes and the silence drags on until it passes unbearable into straight up torture.

“So, uh, what do you want to know?” Lucy finally asks.

Dan and Paula look at each other, visibly sagging in relief. Lucy would probably be more insulted if she didn’t feel the exact same way.

#kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #ncis hawaii #ncis hawai'i #kate x lucy #lucy x kate #kacy fanfic #kacy fanfiction #my writing #I have to be at work before 8am tomorrow so y'all get this chapter a bit early!#very sad this is coming to an end but may have started outlining another fic 👀

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westerngayfairytales · 10 months

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Fealty

The night wind blew into the room, making the curtains dance almost halfway across their bed as Kate watched Lucy leave the bathroom barefoot.

The weak, yellowed light from their bedside table reflected on the few drops of water still decorating Lucy’s forehead after her half-assed attempt at washing the makeup off her face. Her eyeliner was a little smudged, but not gone at all, and her eyelashes seemed even more evident as humidity clung to them. Lucy’s hair had apparently gotten in the way, as some of the strands that escaped her careless bun lost volume due to the added weight of water. Finally, the Northwestern sweatshirt she’d stolen from Kate covered her till almost mid-thigh, and her hands were completely hidden within the sleeves, also darker on their wrists due to Lucy’s nightly routine.

Lucy was a duck whenever operating a sink, and she was so damn beautiful, Kate was sure she would have been knocked down hadn’t she already been sitting.

“You look like a queen,” the words escaped from her mouth unfiltered, almost unacknowledged by Kate herself.

Lucy scrunched up her nose as a smile took her lips. She looked down at herself. “I’m just wearing your sweatshirt.”

“I know.” Kate couldn’t explain it, but something about Lucy right now, wearing her clothes and nothing else, with her irises sparkling in a lighter, honeyed tone... Something about how she looked softer with her blurred, day-long lines, had Kate ready to fall to her knees, a willing subject swearing loyalty to her queen.

“You-” Lucy elongated the syllable as she made her way closer, “have an unusual understanding of what royalty looks like.”

It didn’t matter that Lucy disagreed. Kate was very sure of her assessment, was sure of the effect Lucy had on her. And only became surer when Lucy threaded her fingers through her hair, finding purchase closer to her scalp in that way that had Kate’s whole body loosening in her hands.

Lucy hummed the pleasure that Kate managed to keep below her vocal chords. “If I’m a queen,” she said as she placed one knee beside Kate’s left hip, then the other, effectively straddling her on the bed, “then what does that make you?”

Kate sighed under Lucy’s reign. “Anything you want me to be.”

#kacy #ficlet #fic #kate whistler #lucy tara #fanfiction #ncis hawaii #I'll probably add it to Spillikins somewhere down the line #after my besties proofread it for me #I'm not a fan of royalty but can you tell that Regina Mills has had an effect on me?#established relationship

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amaclucky13 · 11 months

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Fic Alert!

I've got a brand new fic on the line! Don't miss it!

Drop everything! I’ve just released a new fic out into the wild! Click the link to AO3 to check it out! Premise: Kate and Lucy get a bit more than they bargained for with this investigation. But this little boy might be everything they wanted and everything he needs. It’s already finished, so be on the look out for the upcoming chapters before Pride Month comes to an end! Type your…

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#ao3 #archive of our own #fanfic #fanfiction #kacy #kate whistler #kate x lucy #lucy tara #lucy x kate #my fanfic #NCIS: Hawaii

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tigertofu · 11 months

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kacie moodboard + an excerpt from growing pains cuz im feeling xtra self indulgent today

Maybe she’d lose what little was left of her mind and find it in the ditch alongside the road a few days later, amongst crumpled cigarette packs and sand-scuffed shards of broken beer bottles and other trash that had been lost, but never missed. And once she saw it she’d laugh in that odd, little voice that didn't entirely sound like her own. She'd hold Trevor’s hand a little tighter. Hurry her footsteps. Try to keep up with him as he pulled her towards a future that was hostile to sound minds; a future that both terrified and thrilled her.

#myfic #kacie ocampo #gtav fanfiction #trevor philips/oc #gta oc #moodboard

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helloanxietyattack · 10 months

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Alright fam, today is the day - Chapter 4 of Strictly Business is finally up.

Those of you who've been asking for this might start wishing you hadn't.

Title: "try to ignore all this blood on the floor" Summary: Katie and AJ have chat, I flirt with the fourth wall, and Jesse does his best to be sneaky. Vibes:

We're gearing up for a wild ride in more ways than one, which is perhaps my way of saying pretty please don't kill me before I write my first action scene.

It's been 84 years, so I'd highly recommend re-reading the whole story. I know I had to twice.

#bringin it back to the very beginning #and i mean that quite literally #always take gossip from straight men with a grain of salt #kate x lucy #kate whistler #lucy tara #kacy #kacy fic #fanfiction

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