Jane Foster is the only daughter of a wealthy and famous Duke. As it is common for ladies of her socio-economic position, she is expected to marry a nobleman and have a lot of children. Jane, being independent and more interested in watching the night sky than the men around her, is not exactly thrilled at what her future looks like.
Thor Odinson is a pirate. His father was a pirate, as was his father before him. Mjölnir, his marvelous ship, is like another extension of his body. He knows the seven seas better than any other pirate or captain, and owns the main trade routes. When his brother betrays him, however, he finds himself in great debt with another powerful pirate, Malekith.
“Maybe you could fight the mark for years, maybe centuries like Cain did. But you cannot fight it forever, and when you finally turn – and you will turn – Sam and everyone you know, everyone you love, they could be long dead. Everyone except me.”
Hii! Could you help me find a fic? Basically stiles and derek are together in an alternate universe, but not irl? And when they get back to reality they decide to move in together. I dont remember that much im sorry!
you are looking for:
Where The Inevitable Isn’t by Survivah (M, 41k) Stiles has a magical thingamajig that’s supposed to get him out of danger. Trouble is, it took him really, really far out of danger. Like, to the point where he isn’t in the same universe anymore. “A part of Stiles had been thinking that he’d come home, and just go, ‘hey, Derek, are we mates and you just haven’t said anything about it?’ and Derek would reply, ‘now you mention it, we are indeed! Now come to my bedchamber, where we will have super hot sex and then cuddle after!’“
and more recs with alternate universes, parallel universes, universe travel
Play It Again by metisket (T, 63k) In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself. “Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”
inside these arms series by rufflefeather (T, 18k) Stiles is having the worst day of his life and it keeps happening./ Derek’s worst nightmares didn’t prepare him for this.
Misfire by unpossible (T, 29k) “The debt must be repaid,” she says, and it has the weight of a vow. The words resonate through him, ringing through his ribcage and the bones of his jaw, and Stiles loses his breath and maybe his grip on reality because she draws herself upright and where there had once stood a supermodel-level MILF now there is Galadriel’s much hotter older sister, a Presence of unmistakable power in their ordinary, smells-vaguely-of-Thai-takeout hallway. “Oh shit,” Stiles says.
Ahoy ahoy shipmates! The masses have spoken, and we need another CS AU week! So a bunch of us put our heads together and decided to run one Sunday, July 26th to Saturday, August 1st!
As always, we welcome and celebrate all things Alternative Universe!Captain Swan. Fics, gifsets, graphics, manips, edits, art…if you create it, we will enjoy it.
Theme days are below, interpret them however you like. But these are merely suggestions, please feel free to post whatever you wish, whenever you wish! Just make sure to tag everything #CS AU Week
in the first five tags
so your fellow shipmates can see and track.
Day 1: Alternative Version (CS as completely different versions of themselves. Vikings! Ranch hands! Demigods! Evil! Gender Swap! Lieutenant Duckling!)
Day 2:Canon Divergence (As themselves in altered canon storylines)
Day 3:Another Realm (Enchanted Forest, Wonderland, Oz, Arendelle, Narnia, etc.)
Day 4:Another Time (Victorian CS! Future CS family! Medieval CS! CS in the Year 3000!)
Day 5:Crossover (Captain Swan mixed with your favorite movies, tv shows, comics, books)
CS AU Week is also a lovely time to reblog and celebrate all the AUs you’ve loved throughout the year. Share some of your past favorite AUs of Killian and Emma falling in love throughout time, realms, and universes.
(They really are just so perfect in any setting, aren’t they? Gahhhhhhhh.)
So here’s to CS AU Week 2015! Can’t wait to see what all you beans dream up.
[random snippet from the bookshop au I keep poking at]
The first time Dorian comes home from work late, he’s unsure of what he’ll find. It isn’t as though the Bull doesn’t know him, doesn’t understand that sometimes work gets hectic and he loses track of time. But coming home to Bull late feels…different when it’s the Bull’s home, too.
Palming the key on his way up the stairs, Dorian takes a stabilizing breath at the doorway before sliding it home, turning it. The light on the side table in the hall is one, burning low and golden. Tossing his keys on the table, Dorian shuts the door behind him, locking and bolting it. He kicks off his shoes and sets down his bag, shrugs out of his coat and hangs it up. There’s a light coming from his bedroom–their bedroom–slipping though the cracked door. He pads down the hall and listens just outside, hears nothing. And then–
“The floor board right outside the kitchen creaks, Dorian, you can’t sneak up on me.”
Dorian smiles to himself, looks down at the line of light cutting across his sock-clad feet. “Ah,” he says, pushing the door open with gentle fingers, “you got me.”
The Bull grins at him from the bed, sheet pulled up his lap. In his hand is a book, his place held with one great finger. He’s wearing his glasses, but no eye patch, and he’s shirtless.
He is, by far, the best thing Dorian has ever seen.
“You going to stand there all night, kadan?” He nods at the bed beside him, his glasses glinting. “Or are you going to join me? I can flex, give you some extra enticement.”
Dorian snorts, steps into the room, his fingers already working buttons free on his shirt. “Please,” he says, “I’m not sure my eyes could take it.”
What he means is ‘yes, of course, please’ and 'you never need to give me extra enticement.’
The Bull knows, and his pecs jump which makes Dorian laugh, the stresses of the day falling away like nothing, and he knows–deep in his bones–that the decisions that have led him here to this moment have been the right ones.
So basically they’re on rivaling football teams; this is just a small snippet from the full version of the fic I’m writing :)
“Well played, Lightwood.” Alec heard a deep voice from behind him.
He’s gone to Taki’s last because he had to change after the football game, but Jace, Clary, Simon, and Izzy were nowhere to be seen. He’d decided to wait out back, but he ended up waiting out in the front instead. Now he stood in the rain, wondering if he was going to be kidnapped and murdered by the mysterious man behind him.
When Alec turned, he couldn’t help the deep shade of scarlet that emerged in his cheeks. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his baggy ripped jeans and gave a small lopsided smile. “You.”
The Asian boy looking at him smirked. “Me.”
Alec looked over and shrugged awkwardly. “So what are you doing here?”
“Just wanted to compliment how well your game was played. You know, I didn’t think we’d lose.”
“Thanks,” Alec blushed. Magnus grinned.
“Well,” he started, “how about we grab a drink and a small snack?” Magnus grinned and gestured toward the restaurant entrance.
Alec started to stutter. “I, uh, can’t, my friends are coming soon—” Alec was interrupted by the familiar sound of Jace’s hollering. He blushed and ruffled his hair when he looked back at Magnus. “That’s them—”
Magnus rolled his eyes. “Him? Really?” Alec shrugged hopelessly. Magnus sighed and pulled out Alec’s phone from the pocket of his sweater. Alec blushed as Magnus’s hand brushed the area where his heart was.
Magnus inserted his phone number into Alec’s contacts. He dropped a wink—it was quick and fast, but it was definitely there.
“Call me,” he whispered into Alec’s ear, and then, out of the blue, it somehow seemed as though he had disappeared.
Lost in his thoughts, Alec couldn’t help but grin. Magnus was attractive (and by attractive, he meant extremely attractive) and opportunities like this didn’t pass by often.
Snapped out of his trance, he realized someone—Clary, probably—was calling out for him. He walked nearer to Taki’s main entrance and saw her grinning and waving. He smiled and joined her.
He ruffled her hair and gave her a kiss on the nose. “Where the hell were you? And I thought I heard Jace here?”
Clary laughed. “Didn’t you get Jace’s texts? We told you we were going home for a Star Wars marathon instead. He sent me a voice recording to play when I reached here because he knew you would respond to his yelling.”
“Jace, that son of a bitch,” Alec muttered and smiled. “Let’s go.”
“What’s with you today?” Clary wondered aloud as they were walking down the pavement. “I know you won the game, but God, you seem exhilarated. And the word ‘exhilarated’ does not associate with Alexander Lightwood.”
Alec laughed and wrapped his arms around his best friend as he watched a guy check Clary out. He lowered his voice. “Careful. That guy looks like he’s about to pounce. Jace would kill me if anything happened to you.”
Clary rolled her eyes. “You’re so protective. And you know what else you are? Good at avoiding my questions.” She raised an eyebrow (She’d finally mastered the trick; Jace taught her).
“Fine. A guy gave me his number.” Clary and Isabelle were the only ones who knew about his sexuality.
Clary squealed. “Was he cute?”
Alec fidgeted. “You could say that…”
The girl stopped in her tracks, making Alec roll his eyes. “I’m not moving till you tell me who he was and exactly what happened.”
“I’ll tell Isabelle too, later, so let’s just go.” Alec grinned as she fake-pouted in the street. “Clarissa Fray,” he said, putting on his mom-voice, “we are leaving.”
“Alexander Lightwood,” Clary said, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest, “we are not. Not until you tell me exactly who he is and what he looks like. And mind you, it needs to be an accurate description. I’ll draw him and put him on your wall,” she smirked.
Alec rolled his eyes. “It’s getting late. Come on. Your house is right down the street.”
“I’m not going.”
“Yes; you are.”
Clary furrowed her brows, and before she knew it, Alec picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, making her squeal and giggle. “Jace!” Alec hollered from the street. “Your princess is being bloody annoying!”
Jace looked out the window and grinned at a squirming Clary. “That’s my girl.” Simon opened the door and shoved the both of them through the door.
Clary grabbed Isabelle’s wrist as soon as she saw her. The two of them shared whispers then sauntered toward Alec. He swore under his breath as Isabelle jumped up and down excitedly. “If you’ll excuse us, boys,” she cried out, “the three of us are going to have a little private talk.” The two of them dragged Alec up to Clary’s bedroom and grinned.
“What’s his name?”
“Bane. Magnus Bane.”
So here’s a little gift for our dear Fluffy’s 21st birthday, from wheredidhiseyebrowsgo ;) It was supposed to be a short fic with some of your favorites stuffs and little winks to your taste here and there but then… it grew legs, and a plot and a sterek epic love story ^^’… so here’s part 1!! Hope you enjoy :D
The Mysterious Story of Mieczyslaw Stilinski and His Sourwolf
When Mieczyslaw Stilinski was born, he’d
been long awaited by his parents, John and Claudia Stilinski. They gazed upon
their baby’s beauty with the all-consuming oblivion of blissful parents.
Mieczyslaw though, didn’t seem very impressed. He actually started crying right
when his pensive, cute frown looked upon his mother. Even a newborn infant,
Mieczyslaw turned out to be unpredictable and what his parents would never dare
say passed their minds more often then not “a moody, infuriating little evil.”
From the beginning, Claudia and John knew life with their child would never be
boring although challenging at times.
That said, our story doesn’t start with the
poor introduction of baby Mieczyslaw to his new life and puzzled parents. Our
story start a few days later, where our newborn child meet one Derek Hale.
Derek Hale was part of a long line of
strong and fierce born werewolves, with the heavy weight of being the best and
worthy descendant of the Hale’s centuries’old bloodline resting upon his small
shoulders (even though Talia always insisted that she only wished her son to be
happy. Derek didn’t believe it one bit.), a proud and broody 5 years old thing.
The Hales and Stilinskis were close
friends, due to their knowledges of the supernatural and being happy residents
of small town Beacon Hills. Claudia was also the descendant of a rare line of
shifters. Not werewolves, not werecats, not werefoxes; simply shifters. Like in
shifting into whatever animals they felt like. Sadly, Claudia had been forgotten
in this pool gene and happened to only know of the supernatural without
actually having any benefits from it. Upon her arrival in Beacon Hills, with a
fresh from the academy deputy John Stilinski, she recognized the Hale for what
they were as soon as she stumbled upon some of them at the grocery’s store.
Being respectful of her family’ traditions, Claudia introduced herself quickly
and requested shelter from the local Alpha. Surprised at first, Talia grew
rapidly fond of the slender and tall woman, with the eyes sparkling honey gold.
It was the start of a long friendship.
Which bring us back to baby Mieczyslaw and
one Derek Hale’s introduction. Talia had been adamant in helping Claudia
through her childbirth’s recovery as John had a somewhat subjective paternity’s
leave (meaning he was available when no serious case where involved at the
BHPD, which was not the case at the moment), and she was now the proud mother
of five children (having werewolves’ healing always facilitated the rather
exhausting work of child’ delivery.) She had brought Derek along with her, even
though there were vehement protestations from his part, since he was still so
young and no adults could take care of him.
As Talia and Claudia silently chuckled in
the face of a sulking Derek, sitting in the corner of Ms Stilinski’s room, on a
dingy armchair, feeling awkward and uncomfortable with the women’s chatter,
young Mieczyslaw started stirring in his crib, whining lightly for his next
feed. Surprising himself even more than the women, Derek was up and bending over
the crib in a matter of supernatural speed and feasted down on the small
fragile being laying under the soft covers. He’d felt strange since entering
this house, weirdly enticed by the small child’s smell but figuring it was probably
the echo of home he felt within this household.
Mieczyslaw looked back into the rainbows
eyes of Derek and a soft smile surfaced on his tiny features, followed by
delighted giggles and stretched arms begging to be held. Derek felt his core
melt and gave the delicate baby a rare smile, cheeks flushing with happiness.
When he finally held the baby to his chest, after following the careful yet
wary instructions from both mothers, he felt complete like he never had before.
His worrying personality easing into peaceful contentment.
If Talia and Claudia exchanged knowing
glances and mischievous confidences about an upcoming wedding then Derek was
never to know. He was compelled in watching his future unfold from fierce,
sparkling golden eyes.
When Stiles (no more Mieczyslaw, he’d never
live another day of school with this godawful name or so help him…) reached his
6th birthday, he loved Ninjas movies and practiced diligently the
awesome moves he’d seen, he had a fair knowledge of sarcasm and sass and used
it way too often for the likes of his father (his mother found it hilarious),
enjoyed listening to old rock classics with his father when he took him for
rides in his police cruiser, singing along Spanish Bombs from the Clash as
loudly as possible even though he didn’t understand much of the words but the
music was catchy and… most of all, what Stiles preferred to everything at the
tender age of 6 years old, was Derek Hale.
Cool, serious, knowledgeable, 11 years old
werewolf extraordinaire Derek Hale, who’d just learned how to shift in his
full-wolf form; a fluffy yet broody (of course) black marvel of canis lupus which wonder of wonder,
accepted to carry him on his back.
What hadn’t been planned though, was that
young Stiles, instantly taken with Derek’s wolf alter-ego, would immediately
shift himself in a goofy, puffy ball of russet wolf’s cub. Without questioning the enormity of
what had just happened, Stiles stumbled toward Derek and nipped the edge of his
jaws, his ears and tail, until Derek finally unfroze and went along with the
None of the children took notice of the
serious, whisper-shouting talk their parents were having. Claudia was twisting
her hands in anguish, unsure of how to raise a child with the genetics
abilities of her ancestors without being a shifter herself. Talia, in the name
of the Hale as their Alpha, promised to help the child control his abilities to
the best of her knowledge and it was further decided that if ever Stiles proved
to be a bigger challenge than the werewolves could take on, he could always be
sent in Poland, to learn with his mother’s family the glorious destiny of being
It hadn’t been taken in consideration, or
even thought about, that separating mates bonded since infancy would create
unspeakable damages. If they’d known they’d signed their children to a fate
sealed with misery, Derek and Stiles’s families might have wanted to give this
future expatriation more deliberation.
And that’s where our story find its
To be continued…
And that’s it for now my dear Fluffy :) I hope you enjoyed the story and that you’ll also enjoy the upcoming ‘chapters’ of this fic!!!
Hope you had a wonderful 21st birthday my dear!! Take advantage of the legal booze and gifts and fun and party!!! ^^
Title: Week at the Beach Relationship: Castiel/Dean Winchester Word Count: 3,499 Author’s Note: Okay, so this is intended to be the first part of a series of destiel fics that take place in the summer (even though summer is almost over I KNOW). I will try to update every few days. Read on AO3
Castiel hated the beach.
He wasn’t the outdoorsy type, first of all, and he particularly hated the heat. He couldn’t stand the sand. It was hot and found its way into ever nook and cranny and so exhausting to walk through. And ever since sixth grade science he hadn’t been able to see the ocean as anything but a cesspool of fish pee and whale sperm.
Alas, there he stood in a sea of sand, sun burning his shoulders even through his T-shirt while he glowered at the ocean waves crashing over the shore.
“Come on, Cas, cheer up,” his sister, Anna, encouraged, elbowing him in the ribs. She dropped her bags and lifted her arms toward the ocean, inhaling deeply through her nose. “We’re at the beach!”
“Yeah, Cas, don’t be so crabby,” their brother, Gabriel, piped in, standing there like his hot pink and ice cream cone patterned swim trunks weren’t an insult to the human eye.
Cas raised an eyebrow. “Beach puns? Really?”
“I sea someone is feeling a little salty today.”
“Don’t pay attention to him, Gabe,” Anna said. “I think they’re fintastic.”
Cas groaned and tried to distract himself from his giggling siblings by setting up the beach umbrella.
Fic: Buffy attempts to convince Spike that bicycles are totally cool and sexy and not in any way dorky. That goes about as well as you’d imagine.
Notes: This originated from a really dumb discussion between muchbuffy and me about how different the Spuffy fandom would be if our ship name was Bike. PLEASE BLAME HER FOR THIS ABSOLUTE TRASH. This is short and stupid, I am not responsible for any brain cell loss which may occur. Set in s10, I suppose.
aus fueled by my own quirks and nightmares about said quirks
we’re strangers riding in a bus/plane/car together and you’re really cute but i fell asleep on your shoulder and now there’s a puddle of drool on you oh god i’m so sorry
we’ve been sleeping together for months and i’m staying over for the first time and kept you up with my snoring
i was trying to sneak out the morning after a one night stand but i knocked a bazillion things over and now you’re awake oh fcuk
we’re having our first make out session but i have to really pee and i don’t know how to tell you
i just invited you up for sex but now i need to take a dump which could (definitely) be a problem
i act very sexual all the time but am actually completely inexperienced and am now tripping over my own clothes and doing all around very bad
we got into a heated moment spontaneously except i’m wearing ratty underwear that is so not sexy GOD DAMMIT
i chastised you for not having supplies and was very smug about having supplies except i’ve also run out and i’m never living this down, am i??
i didn’t realize our date was going to be at a fancy place until i was already there and now it’s too late and i’m wearing jeans and a tee while you’ll sitting there in suit/dress and god you’re never gonna call me back
in my attempts to seduce you i have accidentally physically hurt you in a lot of ways (dropping hot coffee on you, kicking your face, slamming your fingers with the door) i’m so sORRY
i came to this date bc my friend coerced me into it with no intention of staying but you’re actually cute and charming but i can’t remember your name and it’s too late to ask
after my date with you i was trying to squeal with my friends but i texted you instead gOD JUST TAKE ME I AM READY TO LEAVE THIS WORLD
AU where Peter Pan is the son of Ariel and Prince Eric and is saved and then taken to Neverland after a horrible ship wreck by mermaids who had been assigned to watch over the family whenever they were out at sea.
Summary: It’s easy to get overwhelmed in a busy world of real jobs, bad dates, meaningless flings and two badly deteriorating relationships. For five friends, however, they take comfort in knowing that the one constant thing in their lives is each other. ASGZC.
Commentary: Ahhh! Oh my gosh! A fivesome fic with development! And humor! I’ve always been a big fan of Tobirion’s works (especially Invisible M) but this one took a special place in my heart. Each guy has their own part to play and their own story to add to the big picture so that they all fit together like puzzle pieces. If you’re looking for something to make you smile and feel good, have at it!
Hey, there, just posting another 1am drawing.
So, I’ve been reading this fic by MemoryDragon called “Here Be Dragons,” and it’s absolutely fabulous. I’m not quite done with it yet, but I just had to draw something… Kinda my first time drawing a dragon, though, so sorry for any anatomical screw-ups😳.
Summary: Summon materia is the least understood type of materia, but even they have rules. Or so Zack thought until he found a summon materia buried in the snow of Icicle Area. This one seems intent on challenging Zack’s understanding of the world. When more begin to show up, he’s faced with an uncomfortable question–just what are the Summons? And are they truely alive?
Commentary: I’ve actually been fascinated by the fic the past few nights. The cameos in it from other universes make an odd sort of sense and you don’t have to know who the summons are as characters in their own worlds (although it helps, especially with Amaterasu). In any case, it’s worth the read, and if you have knowledge of the crossovers involved, you’ll enjoy this even more. Also, it’s on AO3, yay!
I have way too many fanfic ideas - like, tons, all the time. Some are just short one sentence prompts with little more to them, and others are very well thought (over thought out) ideas that I really, really don’t have time to write. I’ve got too many fics as it is.
For shits and giggles, and in the hopes I may inspire someone else, I’ve decided to post some of them up, I’m posting them here. Consider them up for grabs. If you like one, take and write it if you want to, its all your fic and your idea (though shoot me a link, please, if you do post it up somewhere.) If you don’t take an idea, but seeing an idea prompts your own idea, that’s great. ^^
Almost all Ward-heavy ideas, and several Skyeward ones. If you hate Ward, these aren’t the fic ideas for you. Not all are Skyeward though (at least not specifically)
-Ward never Recovers his voice after May damages his larynx
-Skye is Hydra, but from a different branch than Garrett. She doesn’t know that Ward is Hydra either. and vice-versa, so things happen as they did in show until: When they both realize the other is Hydra (when exactly is variable, possibilities include after Skye finds Koenig’s Body) initially, they think its great (my love interest is on the same side as me!), but soon realize that they’d as much fallen for the ‘goodness’ they saw in each-others covers as anything else. But neither are either one irredeemable monsters, and maybe they can learn to love the real eachother instead. A lot of potential for angst and drama here.
-The Drones shoot down Garrett’s plane in 1x17. Ward doesn’t handle Garrett’s death well (understandably) and the truth comes out.
-AU where Skye and Ward get drunk and married in Vegas some time pre-show. Can carry on into the show or not.
-AU where Ward’s story to the rest of the team at the start
of 1x19 is actually true.
-Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D./Buffy crossover, where Skye is actually one of the Slayers activated when she reached 15/16 because of the events of ‘Chosen’.
-Either FItz or Simmons (or both, for extra laughs) was also a double-agent for someone (not Hydra, not reporting to Fury). Coulson makes a dark joke about who wasn’t on that plane with a secret agenda.
-AU where the medpod really does
-Ward actually shoots Garrett in the
forest when he comes back after six months with ‘Tacos’
-Ward didn’t get picked for the Bus, and when S.H.I.E.L.D. falls, he’s undercover and out of contact with the outside world - by the time he’s in a position to watch the news and find out S.H.I.E.L.D. has fallen, Garrett’s dead. Coulson, Not knowing that Ward was Hydra (he’s not anymore, without Garrett), goes to recruit a man who was a very, very good specialist for his rebuilding S.H.I.E.L.D. (Where it goes from there is of course, variable)
-Medieval/Fantasy AU where Ward has Hellfire powers because of a deal someone in his family made with a demon several generations ago, and Skye has her ‘Quake’ powers because of a mystic convergence and an earthquake during her birth.
If Anyone finds them interesting, go for them! If not, *shrug*
Summary: Sephiroth returned from the Lifestream determined to find the two who saved him. Hojo and DeepGround control half the planet, and ShinRa is in shambles, but that’s not going to stop him. Yet saving them is only half the battle; now he has to save the planet.
Commentary: I was impressed with this fic. It appealed to several geek kinks of mine, including wings. Oh the wings! Anyway, there are a great deal of erotic moments that add some spice to this fic, and there are also plenty of movie references for dorks like me to enjoy sniffing out. Also Zack. I…can’t even explain how fantastic he is in this fic without spoiling. Just read it!