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Farewell Zine’s Participants

Thank you guys for your patience! Now that we’ve gotten confirmations, we can officially post our list of contributors! (Many of whom will be collaborating with each other on their pieces)


  • Amber @tobioslilgiant/@ambyguity_ twitter /rarepairenabler on ao3
  • Amanda @candy-harlot tumblr, candy_harlot and twitter/ candyharlot on ao3
  • Kailey @sadneccessary tumblr /@kaileyleg twitter and snoqualmie on ao3
  • Becky @dicaeopolis tumblr & ao3/@dickaeopolis twitter
  • Betsy @owlinaminor tumblr/ao3/twitter
  • Skyler @transtobio tumblr/ao3/twitter
  • Luna @mapacheluna tumblr/ao3/twitter
  • Kes @kurootetsurouvevo tumblr/sushibomb ao3 /@sushib0mb
  • Maëlle @asexualkurootetsurou tumblr/@symph0rine twitter, symphorine on ao3 
  • Carole @crollalanzaa/tumblr/Crollalanza ao3/@SaekoKiller twitter
  • Sav @crunchrapsupreme tumblr & ao3 /@wecametofuck twitter


We are looking forward to working with all of you guys! Again, we feel incredibly blessed that so many talented artists and writers took an interest in our project ^^

The King

Summary: King Arthur-ish AU featuring Negan as a medieval king. It had to be done. It just did. Sorry.

Warnings: Negan…language, smut, violence. Possible dub-con. Posessive Negan. Darker than I usually write. No fluff. There is no historical accuracy intended in this piece. I barely utilized the google.

Tags: @negans-network @negansmutweek @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @ladylorelitany @melodicdolls @superwholoki @thatwriterizzy

It was a day of celebration throughout the land. Banners flew in the breeze. Cheers and songs could be heard around the castle and surrounding city. The king had married a lovely new bride from a neighboring kingdom a week ago, and today the rest of the kingdom came together to watch the festivities and sport that only tournament can boast. Knights traveled to compete in hopes of winning fortune and glory and perhaps a place at King Negan’s legendary table of knights known as the Saviors. For it was they, that protected the surrounding lands from invaders and pillagers in return for tribute.

Villagers came from far and wide to witness the spectacle and to catch a glimpse their beautiful new queen. For a beauty Queen Gwendolyn was.  Red flowing locks braided in intricate patterns flowed down her back. Her porcelain skin was the envy of all. Large green eyes adorned with long thick lashes watched as each event play before her eyes. Lips the shade of a dusky rose formed a dazzling smile as cheered for the victors from her private box in the stand. The king had decided to participate in his favorite event, the melee, at the end of the tournament and was awaiting his turn on the side of the field while the jousting commenced.

The last knights lined their horses at opposite ends of the tiltyard. Each bowed to the queen. Their visors were lowered. The horses charged. The lances pointed towards the other. They hit each other with a resounding blow.  One knight fell to the ground. He struggled to stand but fell back in defeat. His squires hurried to help him off the field and to corral the horse.

The victor, Sir Richard of Alexandria, walked his white horse along the edge stands and removed his helm. He shook his wavy locks damp with perspiration. His blue eyes smiled to the crowd as he waved his hand. As he approached the royal box, he pulled a rose from his gauntlet and threw it the new queen. She caught it and the smile immediately disappeared from her face. The color drained her delicate features. Her eyes scanned the edge of the yard and found her husband’s glaring in her direction. He had seen the knight present his favor and her accept it. She quickly handed the rose to a handmaiden and sat down. Head forward, back straight, the very picture of an elegant lady.

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anonymous asked:

Hi alex! I dont know if you take prompts and if you dont thats ok. If you do can you write a scene in your bth verse where emma tells killian about her ability to spot lies please? Thank you and dont worry if you dont have time to write it i understand.

So, this is one of those things where it’s clear that at some point in Beyond the Horizon, Killian finds out about Emma’s superpower, but I never wrote the actual scene where she tells him. Then I got carried away and wrote 4,000 words once I started thinking about how it would have come out. Unlike the other BtH extras, this isn’t a single scene, this is some missing bits and pieces that take place over several chapters of the main fic.

Also on here as part of my Interlude at Sea series.

(and yes, there’s smut)


Something was nagging at him.

It was a faint but insistent tug at the back of his mind, a lurking shadow in the corner of his eye.

“Women on ships are bad luck.”

Killian Jones was superstitious - all sailors were, to some extent. He wore charms around his neck to guard against the cold grasp of Davy Jones (no relation) and never dared to challenge the wind by absent-mindedly whistling on deck. He steered well clear of the flocks of albatrosses soaring about overhead in search of dinner and avoided the sleek schools of mermaids below - treacherous, untrustworthy creatures they were, but he’d never held much stock in the old belief that a woman aboard a ship was bad luck. He certainly didn’t think that his golden-haired treasure had brought him any ill since he’d stolen her away for his own, the single storm (that they’d forded with no casualties and no cost save a lost day or two on repairs) aside, he’d had nothing but astonishingly good luck with Princess Emma by his side.

In his arms.

In his bed.

But still, there was something about her that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Some mysterious quality about her that had nothing to do with her more obvious, feminine charms, like the tilt of her lips that practically begged for his kisses or the curve of her waist that seemed to have been made for his hands to circle and pull her close, lovely and dreadfully distracting whenever he tried and failed to get to the bottom of exactly what was bothering him.

So he watched,

And waited.

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Kiss prompts from @fanficspromptsandfun

Request for @randomdancer17

1. Post Break Up Kiss - The kiss that catches both of you off guard, but says I miss you, I’m sorry and please love me again all at once without any words being spoken.

4. In The Moment Kiss - Maybe it’s in the middle of an argument or you just looked too damn beautiful not to kiss, but their lips were hot against yours and it felt too good to stop.

8. Breathtaking Kiss - It’s the kiss that you can’t do anything for a few seconds after, you keep your eyes closed with mouth agape of you try to let your mind process what happened.

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Warning: Major Angst, Reference to Tragic Death.

You had at least been warned he would be there if only that had been enough. It wasn’t. When you walked into your friend’s engagement party, he was the first person you saw, conversing animatedly with a girl you had gone to school with, his head thrown back in laughter. You missed that joy. You had to get away and ducked into the nearest restroom, trying to calm your suddenly racing heart.

“(y/n)?” You were never more happy to hear your best friend’s voice, “Are you literally hiding in the bathroom like some b-movie cliché?”

You poke your head out of the stall, “Maybe?”

She grabs your hand and pulls you out. “(y/n), you’re fine. It’s going to be fine. Just go say hello, be friendly, be a little aloof if need be, then come find me and I will get you so very drunk that you won’t remember anything that happened in the last year.”

You pull her into a hug, “Please do, I thought I was ready but…”

Her arms tighten around you, “It’s only been three months, you’re allowed to still screwed up by it. You loved him, he loved you, and it ended for the worst possible reason. Just be social, be brief, and keep moving. Let’s go.”

You hadn’t noticed she had been inching you closer to the door until she half shoved you out the door and you ran headlong into Tom.

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The King-part 3

The King Masterlist

Summary- Queen Gwendolyn has been hiding something from King Negan. (medieval AU)

Word Count- 4k

Warnings- Punishments, Anal Stuff, It’s just mostly smut…

Author’s Note- This is for a request “can you possibly write for king Negan and Gwen if she found out she finally got pregnant” So here ya go, Anon! Hope you like it. Also…I live for comments and reblog. Even if you just add a gif. I love that…like I look at all of my story reblogs just to see…

Tag List- @breemacen24 @jenn0755 @negans-network @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @ladylorelitany @melodicdolls @ninjacuddlepile @negans-chick @thatwriterizzy @sassyfiedscribbles @ashzombie13 @wadeyourebarelyalive @starshinesupergirl @adayinmymeadow @astrangegirlsmind @thumbsupbirdsout  @myheart4ever47  @shadesofarrogance

If I forgot to tag you, I apologize. I really need to reformat all my tag lists. It’s getting confusing. Just send me a note. Thanks!

Originally posted by kosem-sultan

The entire castle was gathered in the courtyard awaiting to celebrate the arrival of King Negan. He had been gone for three months destroying a herd of unholy creatures that had decimated villages on the outskirts of a neighboring kingdom, feeding off the living, leaving nothing but mangled corpses for scavengers to feast upon. Negan had ridden off with his Saviors to rid the world of these monsters they called walkers.

Queen Gwendolyn’s back ached as she stood. They had been gathered for what seemed like hours ever since their banners had been spotted along the horizon. Negan probably loved making all his subjects wait, sadistic man that he was. Finally, the trumpets sounded as they rode through the gate.

Although she knew her husband and his knights were the most fearsome of warriors, she had worried for him while he was gone. She had not had any communication from him since he left. No letters. No notes. Nothing but a messenger sent to ride ahead a few days ago to herald their return. The concern she had once felt for him was quickly overpowered by fear.

She discreetly tugged at the neckline of her blue bodice. Even though she had let her dresses out, her breasts strained against the fabric. She clasped her hands in front of her hoping her long belled sleeves would cover the evidence of her secret since her skirts no longer hid the small tell-tale curve of her abdomen where the next heir of the kingdom grew. Whispers were spreading, but still, she had not announced the joyous news.

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Being Renessmee's Twin Includes
  • Rosalie: I'm naming her Bella. I will not allow you to butcher and mesh two more names. Her name is Carlie. Deal with it.
  • Carlie: Why can't I fight with you and momma papa? I want to show the Volturi that I'm not a scared little girl. Anyone threatens to kill my family, I refuse to run away
  • Bella: Carlie, how many times have I told you? No throwing knifes in the house. You could hurt Renessmee or yourself. Be more careful.
  • Emmett: C'mon kiddo. I'll teach you how to fight.
  • Jasper: *scoffs* It'd be best if I teach her. You get frustrated too easily Emmett.
  • Carlise: Carlie, your growth is more rapid than Renessmee's. Your genes must be slightly different from hers. It could be an attribution to a power we haven't discovered yet.
  • Esme: It's so sweet of you to help me make dinner for you and Renessmee. I feel like you and I hardly get any time together. Renessmee's always off with either her parents or Jacob and you keep to yourself most of the time. Just know that I'm here if you ever want to talk to someone sweetie. You are my grandbaby afterall.
  • Edward: Your mother and I don't love Renessmee more than you Carlie. We love you both equally. She just relies on us more than you. You've always been more independent than your sister.
  • Carlie: I'm more independent because you and mom are always with her and Aunt Rose takes care of me. But whatever. I don't care anymore. She'll be stuck here in Forks and you all will have to leave eventually and I will travel the world once I reach an acceptable age growth.
  • Bella: Where have you been Carlie?! You've been gone for three whole days! What on earth are you wearing?!
  • Carlie: *sighs* Relax mom. I went to Comic Con in San Diego and cosplayed as Harley Quinn. I went to have some fun. Geez, it's like your trying to keep me trapped with you forever since Renessmee started solely hanging out with Jacob. I bet you really hate that imprint now cause you finally have to pay attention to your other daughter.
  • Alice: Carlie, come shopping with me. We never spend any girl time together since you started buying your own clothes.
  • Carlie: But there's a Gotham marathon on today. How about I go shopping with you tomorrow then?
  • Jasper: *watching the Romanian aired teach you how to fight and use weapons from a window in the house because Bella and Edward forbid him from teaching her himself* I don't see what the problem was with them Alice. I have no urge to drink wither of the girls blood and I adore Carlie. I should be teaching her how to fight, not those barbaric two.
  • Alice: I know Jas. But she finally made some friends that weren't a part of our family. Renessmee has Jacob and that's all she needs. Carlie is free to expand herself unbound to anyone. We don't want to smother the girl by crowding her all the time.
  • Rose: I can't believe Bella never told you about periods. Oh wait, I can. Look Carlie, you have nothing to fear. It's completely natural.
  • Jacob: Why do you hate me Carlie? I never did anything to you.
  • Carlie: *rolls eyes and scoffs* Exactly. I hardly even know you and you're the guy my sister is bound to for life. You've hardly ever acknowledged me before. You've hardly ever spokento me and you have no interest in anyone but my sister. I don't like you because I know that the imprint you have with my sister isn't how you really are or were before my mom even started screwing with your life.
  • Bella: How can you say such a thing Carlie?!
  • Carlie: Oh please. Shut up mom. You know I'm right. You only support that imprint because now, Jacob will forever be within your grasp. Just because you chose not to have him all those years ago doesn't mean you get to keep him around when he's moved on with his life.
  • Renessmee: Will you be my maid of honor?
  • Carlie: I haven't seen or heard from you in nearly four years sis. And frankly I don't want to go to your wedding at all. You know your marriage won't end well. You're in love with Nahuel and whether you admit it or not, you don't feel the same pull if the imprint like you used to. Stop dragging Jacob along. Stop your relationship with him and decide what you want. God, you are worse than our mother. Make up your freaking mind.
  • Leah: I didn't think it would be possible, but I am actually best friends with someone who shares half her DNA with Bella Cullen.
  • Carlie: Oh hush. I'm nothing like my mother and you know it. Now shut up so I can hear Tom Hiddleston say "mewling quim."
  • Seth: Are you sure about this Carlie?
  • Carlie: Yes, for the thousandth time. I love you and I refuse to be bound to someone I met only once. I fell in love with you and that is what I've always wanted. To fall in love, not be bound by fate to become whatever my mate pleases.