Posted 1 week ago
September 10 2014
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Hey, I did like your stories for Twisted. Thanks for your contribution. ( Lol not a question :)

You’re welcome :)

Twisted started out so strong, and I really loved Lacey’s and Danny’s characters, so I couldn’t resist writing about them. Glad you liked them :)

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Posted 1 week ago
September 09 2014
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fic: the us in justice | reven8e, jack/emily

summary: Maybe Declan’s not the only reason Jack came back from his search for Amanda. / Takes place in 1x18, “Justice”, when Daniel’s on trial for Tyler’s shooting.

notes: I’ve had two versions of this extended scene on my computer for over a year now. There’s this version and another one that I might post if I figure out how that one ends exactly. Enjoy.

[read it on AO3] [read it on FFN]

“How are you holding up?” Jack asks. 

We’re days into Daniel’s trial by this point, and Jack’s probably the first person to ask me that sincerely. Reporters ask for a scoop they can sell to the world. Charlotte asks to make sure I haven’t turned against her because of her substance use. And Nolan always asks because he wants me to change my mind, to support Daniel or to leave him, but to get out of this quest for revenge regardless.

When Jack asks how I’m doing, he just wants to know about me, nothing else. It’s simple. If only my answer could be.

There’s a sigh that must come from me. “I’m… managing.”

Posted 1 week ago
September 09 2014
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More Jack and Emily please =) (With references to Nolan,Sammy and Declan shipping them). Please and thank you, coz I loved your previous one. <3

I have some other Jack/Emily stuff both in the works and somewhat complete. I’ll post a small thing now :)

Glad to hear you loved the oneshot!

Posted 1 week ago
September 08 2014
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sometimes, you write down random thoughts because you can’t fall asleep and then you wind up spending hours writing a Revenge high school au. as if I don’t already have enough ideas.

Posted 1 week ago
September 07 2014
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fic: the best lies (are based in truth) | reven8e, jack/emily

summary: Post-S3. When Jack’s brought into police custody, Emily comes up with his alibi. After all, nothing says “not guilty of kidnapping” like a secret fake date story. / It’s Emily, Jack, and the fake dating trope!

notes: I named Baby Carl’s babysitter Camille. This picks up directly after S3 ends.

[read on AO3] [read on FFN]

Jack fights the urge to drum his fingers on his legs. That seems like the kind of thing a guilty person would do to keep himself occupied while he waits for his lawyer. Though, to be fair, Jack is guilty of helping Charlotte’s kidnappers, and Emily is the closest thing to representation he’s calling tonight. She’s his alibi after all, even if it is a shaky one.

After Jack set Charlotte free and Conrad got arrested, their little revenge squad worked out a plan for if anything ever came up about the kidnapping. They doubted anything would, not with the way that they covered their tracks, but if it did, then they’d say Jack and Emily were together, Nolan was home trying to steal MyClone, and Aiden was hanging out on Nolan’s couch. They never worked out all of the details, just enough to give each of them something to say until their cover got there. 

Now, Jack’s said as much as he knows — he and Emily were out on a boat the morning after Charlotte got kidnapped, alone, no contact in or out except for one check in with the nanny. They took off early in the morning and were both at the beach house when the news broke. Simple, but apparently not enough for Detective Hosko.

Hosko’s nice enough, just another tall blond detective guy. He said he works homicide normally, so Jack’s not completely sure why he’s the one babysitting, but at least that means they get to sit at Hosko’s desk rather than inside the interrogation room again.

“You want a water or something?”

Posted 3 weeks ago
August 27 2014
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fic: come with me | pretty little liars, emison

summary: Ali tasted like airplane peanuts and mint chapstick rubbed away on the back of her hand. Dreams normally ended after we kissed, but maybe the carbon monoxide made this one longer. Maybe that’s why she asked and why I said yes.

notes: People seemed upset, so here’s a thing.

[read on AO3] [read on FFN]

Ali tasted like airplane peanuts and mint chapstick rubbed away on the back of her hand. She had called it her secret to mystifyingly soft lips, and she swore no one had to know but me. Maybe everyone she kissed knew, or maybe she’d just put some on, just for me, in this dream. I barely reacted enough to kiss her back. I didn’t mind, though; it felt more like that was for Alison than for me.

I relaxed, sinking back into the jean jacket on her lap and her sun-kissed legs. I definitely could’ve fallen asleep like that. Or woken up? I had to be dreaming, an after effect from the car’s carbon monoxide. But even if I was dreaming, if I woke up, then Ali would go away again, and I’d be right back to jolting awake at four in the morning and curling up by the window until my heart slowed down. Back to looking over my shoulder to tell her a joke and doing a double take at every blonde girl in the distance.

Before I even opened my eyes, I was shaking my head. Begging her, “Ali, you can’t go.”

Posted 1 month ago
August 11 2014
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bonus ‘cause Castor clone, what’s up?

Paul’s lacing up his boots when he brings it up. He glances from the top of his shoe to where Cas keeps adjusting that red hat.

"You ever gonna tell me why they call you Cas?"

Cas pauses, eyes up to Paul’s reflection in the mirror for a second before focusing back on the hat. “You never asked.”

Paul puts his foot down. “I’m asking now.”

Cas drops his hands and turns. “You’re demanding.”

"I thought that’s what you liked."

"Not about this. It’s a dumb nickname. Don’t worry about it."

"If it’s so dumb, why do you respond to it?"

"At least this way they know who I am. I’m not just another face in the mob."

Posted 1 month ago
August 11 2014
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Anonymous Asked
idk if you write any m/m fic but I would love to see something m/m involved with Paul

[twenty-seven years later, I give you talks of a Castor clone and a still shady Paul Dierden.]

"You and Cas are close then." It’s not a question, and Paul — straightening up even further into the metal chair in his CO’s office — recognizes it as such.

"Clone enough," Paul says.

Closer than most people are to the new recruit. Though, Cas isn’t exactly new to anything. Not to their unit — his nickname preceded him, popping up into whispered conversations months before he joined them — and not to this game — this slow, animalistic hunt for a distraction.

Honestly, Paul doesn’t need much of a distraction anyway. Beth’s practically a glorified house guest at this point. A pen pal maybe? He should probably write her back.

His CO coughs to get his attention. Says, “You should keep an eye on him. Make sure he’s adjusting well out here.”

Why does that make Paul think he’s being set up? Sacrificed on the altar of their favorite soldier? Drafted into another war before he’s finished with the last one?

"Sir?" Paul asks. He’s not exactly sure what the question is.

"He’s your responsibility now." The CO nods once before cocking an eyebrow almost mockingly. "You two ‘close enough’ for that?"

They can be. “Yes, sir.”

Posted 1 month ago
August 11 2014
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fic: remember me when (part 3) | pretty little liars, emison/spemily

summary: Emily turns to Spencer for advice on how to handle this whole kind-of-sort-of-dating-Ali thing. It might not be the best idea. [Written in text format.]

speed reading guide: For those who don’t really want to read headers, bold headers mean Spencer-Emily texting. Bold&Italic headers means Hanna’s involved (so Hanna-someone). Bold&Underline headers means Alison’s involved.

previous chapters: Part 1, Part 2

Chapter 3 [read on AO3?] [or FFN?] 

From Hanna Marin to Spencer Hastings, 10:08am
Ali wants to move in with me. You do know this is the exact opposite of what I want, right?

From Spencer Hastings to Hanna Marin, 10:08am
That’s perfect! Let her stay with you.

From Hanna Marin to Spencer Hastings, 10:09am
So A can break in and strangle her at my house? No thanks.

From Spencer Hastings to Hanna Marin, 10:10am
But if Ali stays with you, then she won’t be sharing a bed with Emily anymore.

From Hanna Marin to Spencer Hastings, 10:10am 
What if she invites Emily to my room??

From Spencer Hastings to Hanna Marin, 10:11am
Then you kick them out. It’ll still be your room, Hanna.


Harry and the Orphans? Harry and the Clone Club? 

Orphan Black/ Harry Potter crossover. More thingies here. (◕‿◕✿)