In Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince,...
minionier: fictionaladyfeels: fauxgingerwithasoul: MARGARET THATCHER TRIED TO THROW THE MINISTER OF MAGIC OUT THE WINDOW. SHE WASN’T CALLED THE IRON LADY FOR NOTHING. in which jkr subtly rips on margaret thatcher Meanwhile Umbridge was JRK overtly ripping on Thatcher.
By Hook or by Crook - update
Summary: Once a heart is taken that person has claim over it. “Your name before I do so?” Hook asked and the man in black smiled. “My name is Roberts,” he answered pleasantly and the person who had moaned in fear squeaked and Aurora turned in time to see someone jumping overboard. This event was followed by a handful of others until the water churned below. “The...
mishasgstrings: Misha says Jimmy is still in Cas, screaming, crying, and tortured. Doing everything “for that fuck” I don’t even watch this show any more but Novak feels! I’ve always believed he was alive in there, just wishing to go back to his family.
It is important you don’t turn it into a fanfest. We can’t make this all about...– Moffat on not having any Classic Who Doctors on the 50th anniversary special. (X)
By Hook or by Crook - Update
Summary: Once a heart is taken that person has claim over it. Aurora/Hook. AU. Hook and Aurora go through Jefferson’s hat and find themselves in another world. Chapter 3 Long delay on this fic but I’m back writing it.
Dream to Feel - Final Chapter
His face shifts so quickly that if she had blinked she would have missed it but the flash of teeth and blooding of his eyes is an image that is seared onto her mind. Caroline misses it, staring back at the brothers who get to their feet, groaning. Elijah makes a move towards them but Elena touches his arm and he stops. A wordless communication passes between them and he hangs back as Elena walks...
Dream to Feel
The trinkets start to disappear as her mood changes but then something odd happens, objects that she has never seen before start to appear: a comb beside her brush, cufflinks mixed in with her rings, worn leather bound books on shelves and old, sepia stained photographs. Elena looks at the man beside her and while his eyes are closed a self satisfied smile curls his lips. Chapter 10
The Princess and the Thief
Summary: On the anniversary of her parent’s wedding Princess Emma apprehends a certain thief in a top hat. Mad Swan, AU. This is filling this prompt: Write an AU featuring Mad Swan. Set Mad Swan in a different land or time period. So in this story the curse is never cast and Emma grows up in FTL to be a princess. This version of Jefferson is the one seen in 2x05, a thief and arrogant. A...
Dream to Feel - Update
Chapter 8 Chapter 9 There should be three or four chapters to go. I probably won’t be able to update for up to a week but I’ll try. Thanks to anyone reading and reviewing :)
Dream To Feel
She bolts through door-less arches, into rooms more ruined and dirty than the one before and only finds dust and cobwebs. She searches through basements and attics where no light shines, holding her breath as her heart thuds. She bangs against windows and walls with her fists, making the plaster and old paint fleck around her until her hair grows white with powder. She shouts and screams until her...
MSAW Day 3: Puddle Jumping (baby fic)
I wrote a small thing, a fluffyish thing. Inspired by this prompt picture. Chubby hands grip the rim of the hat and with her little face screwed up in concentration she places the top hat over her head. It slips past her happy smile before she promptly disappears, the hat hitting the floor and rolling around. [[MORE]] Emma comes into the room to see her baby vanish and freezes, her eye wide. Henry...
Dream to Feel - 6
For some time now he has been unknowingly deluding himself. The things that he felt for Elena were platonic at best, smitten at worst. Certainly nothing that could faze him or make him reckless. Except that proved untrue and it is the evidence of his actions towards her that highlight his self deception. Chapter 6
Dream to Feel - 5
Sitting back she becomes caught up in his knowing look before she can stop herself. Entangled she feels her resolve waver and fists the cushion bellow her, her bare legs starting to shake as she balances them on the tips of her toes. She screws up her face angrily, feeling a flash of resentment at the way he can read and dismantle her. “Leave me alone.” His mouth quirks, “I...