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My works on AO3 are quickly multiplying with more to come, so I thought I would keep a list of everything here. Feel free to check them out and comments are always appreciated!
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keep my hand in yours (3/3)
Summary: 6 times JJ struggled with affection and 1 time he didn't.
Word Count: 28,222
She slips her hand into his before leaning her head back against the hard seat as well. She positions their joined hands on her thigh, lacing their fingers together, and he immediately stills.
His pulse jumps as his eyes zero in on their linked hands. It’s far from the first time they’ve held hands, and considering they just kissed for the first time like a day ago, it’s not even the most romantic thing they’ve done recently.
But the way she simply sat down next to him and held his hand, pulling it into her lap like it’s something they do every day, sends his mind spinning.
And it’s not that he doesn’t want to hold her hand, because he absolutely does. He craves her attention more than he probably should, and he never wants to lose the warm feeling in his chest, but he just… doesn’t know if he deserves it.
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fractured moonlight on the sea (1/1)
Summary: What if Kiara was the one who got hit with the machete?
Word Count: 13,995
It feels like things are happening in slow motion – her hair fluttering in the breeze, the blinding glint of sunlight catching on steel as the machete approaches Kiara, a resounding thwack he knows he’ll hear echo in his nightmares. Her lips part in shock as she stumbles backwards from the force of the blow, her boots skittering across the rough floor of the ship while he fights to scramble to his feet, his own head cloudy…
Everything speeds up after that. It’s blurry – flashes of light, snatches of sounds that he can’t quite pin down. Honeyed curls floating through the air. The sound of a fist connecting with flesh, a strangled “Kie” in a voice he barely recognizes as his own.
KieKieKieKieKie
He manages to struggle to his feet, powered by pure rage. He takes down the man with one solid punch to the face that carries all his fury and fear, before rushing to the edge of the ship and finding his worst nightmare below.
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oceans between us (1/1)
jiara week day 7 - missing moment
Summary: A look at the anniversary party and the aftermath from Kiara's point of view.
Word Count: 5,327
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wherever you stray, i follow (1/1)
jiara week day 7 - missing moment
Summary: JJ and Kiara are both dealing with the repercussions of what happened on the Coastal Venture. A missing moment from the early days of Poguelandia.
Word Count: 6,154
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hold me close, love me most (1/1)
jiara week day 6 - 5+1
Summary: Five times Kiara and JJ danced together, and one time they didn't.
Word Count: 23,910
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waking up slow (1/?)
jiara week day 5 - based on a book/movie/tv show
Summary: Short on options, Kiara moves in with three single guys. [aka the New Girl AU]
Word Count: 11, 294
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a single thread of gold (1/?)
jiara week day 4 - au
Summary: JJ and Kiara meet in the emergency room when they're fourteen, and their lives are forever changed.
Word Count: 24,275 (1/?)
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everything comes back to you (1/1)
jiara week day 3 - protective
Summary: Luke comes back and threatens everything that JJ's worked for.
Word Count: 8,919
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we all need someone to stay (1/1)
jiara week day 2 - only one bed
Summary: On a stolen yacht, in the middle of the ocean, JJ comes looking for Kiara. A missing moment from 3x03.
Word Count: 5,993
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home is where you are (1/1)
jiara week day 1 - 18 months later
Summary: After an unexpected run in, Kiara finally attempts to work through what happened with her parents.
Word Count: 9,524
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the light guiding you home (1/1)
Summary: A week after returning home from South America, Kiara's struggling, and JJ knows exactly how to help.
Word Count: 10,622
“Where would we even go?” she asks eventually, and she watches the concern in his eyes fade into the background.
JJ just quirks an eyebrow and pokes her gently in the side. “It’s a surprise.”
“I hate surprises, JJ,” she groans, the familiar banter helping to banish her fear too. “Just tell me.”
“I can’t tell you. It would ruin the surprise.”
“But I–”
“Hate surprises,” he finishes for her. “Yeah, yeah. You’ll like this one, I promise.”
He smiles at her fondly, and even though she doesn’t want to go anywhere, she is a tiny bit curious about what he’s planned. But before the thought is even fully formed, she’s remembering cold hands tightly gripping her arms, her mom apologizing as Kiara begged and pleaded with her to stop, to let her go, wriggling to escape their ironclad grasp.
No, it’s safer to stay here, she thinks.
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tangled in the ties that bind (1/1)
Summary: A few missing moments from 3x05 and 3x06 as Kiara attempts to deal with the fallout of everything that happened.
Word Count: 9,141
As the moment stretched on, she felt something else bubble up inside of her the longer they silently stood there. She fought to breathe properly, to calm her racing heart, to push back the tears threatening to fall. Her relief quieted into something deeper, more solid and heavy, as he shifted his weight back and forth, having the good sense to look a bit embarrassed the longer she glared at him.
They’d already gone through this once, in the lifeboat, his face pale and unresponsive as she screamed at him to wake up, panic clogging her throat. She couldn’t keep doing it.
“Don’t… don’t you ever do that again,” she said lowly, in a voice she barely recognized, amazed that it only wobbled slightly.
She wanted to say more, to make sure he knew how afraid she was, the stabbing pain in her chest that wouldn’t go away even though he was right there in front of her. How much she needed him, relied on him, always looked to him, but she couldn’t seem to find the words.
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you're all i need (1/1)
Summary: JJ and Kiara's first night back in the OBX after returning from South America.
Word Count: 7,777
So while he doesn't doubt that they love each other, he does worry, because being back home brings up a whole other host of issues. And the last time they came back, those differences in their lives pushed them apart. The awareness of how different they were, their families, their lives, everything.
He doesn’t want to let that happen again, but a part of him deep down knows that he can't control it. There’s so many deep seated issues and ideas and thoughts buried in his psyche that a simple I love you – no matter how very not simple it felt at the time – isn’t going to magically solve all those other things.
But when he glances over at Kie as they step off the plane together, feels her fingers laced tightly with his, her comforting smile as though she knows exactly where his mind has gone, well.
Like she said.
Whatever happens, they’re gonna handle it together.
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what we're fighting for (3/3)
Summary: 3 times JJ realized that he might possibly get the one thing he wants most.
Word Count: 9,766
Luke’s always found a way to ruin every good thing JJ’s ever had.
And Kie’s the best thing.
But the little comments were consistent. And he doesn’t wanna think that anything Luke told him has stuck with him, but he knows that's not possible. He’s absorbed years of little comments and jabs, pieces of questionable wisdom that just became part of his everyday life. Things the Pogues would roll their eyes or laugh at because they didn’t really understand where they came from.
But this – Luke’s certainty that Kiara would eventually see JJ for the trash he was and leave? That idea burrowed its way into his very being, no matter how defiantly he proclaimed that it would never happen.
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fall into me (1/1)
Summary: Kiara's world is crumbling but JJ's there by her side.
Word Count: 9,595
His fingers brush against her wrist, bringing her out of her thoughts. “Kie, you’re a Pogue,” he says firmly, his thumb tapping on her newest bracelet. “It doesn’t matter what your parents think. What shit they tell you. There’s nothing that’s ever gonna change that. I promise.”
She swallows thickly. It feels like more, like there’s an underlying meaning to his words. She grabs onto them, holds them tightly against her heart, reminded of who she is – and who she is to JJ.
Who he is to her, too.
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darkest before dawn (1/1)
Summary: a vaguely season 3 adjacent fic in which JJ goes missing and Kiara loses her shit.
Word Count: 11,476
There should be four of them returning.
And there’s only three.
Three exhausted, bedraggled Pogues stand in front of her, all watching her cautiously, with varying degrees of worry. She feels like her heart might explode right out of her chest as it settles over her just who’s missing. The one face that she needs to see, the arms she wants wrapped around her, the person whose presence she craves like some kind of drug.
Her eyes run across them one more time before darting to the surrounding area – because maybe he just fell behind? But there’s no messy blond head in the distance and no playful smirk appears, teasing her for worrying so much. Instead everyone seems frozen as the severity of the situation settles over them, as though they’re waiting for the final shoe to drop.
And so, with her heart her throat, she opens her mouth, asking the question that they’re all waiting for, her voice startlingly strong.
“Where’s JJ?”
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little things we tell ourselves (1/1)
Summary: a spec fic based on the season 3 still that sent us all into a jiara induced haze.
Word Count: 6,149
“Hi.”
The wrench in his hand goes skittering sideways at the sound of her quiet voice behind him, thudding into the dirt. When he turns and finds her standing at the edge of the driveway, his heart can’t help that familiar fluttering as he watches her draw closer – long tanned legs, a John B-esque shirt buttoned over some stupidly small thing that barely classifies as a top. Relief sings through his veins as he stares at her, all in one glorious piece.
He's paralyzed, remembering the way she’d run to him on the dock and thrown herself into his arms. The way he’d refused to let her out of his sight until he was forced to, their hands laced tightly together until her parents had led her away. He tries and fails to force his racing heart to calm down.
“Sup,” he manages, his greedy eyes taking her in.
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leave the lights up 'til january (2/?)
Summary: A jiara holiday fic collab with @jojameswinter!
It comes to him all at once, crystal clear through that jumbled mess in his mind. Something he can do for her, what he’d wanted to for a while, not knowing how. But then she’d given him a piece of her, handed him that present all messy and imperfect and he thought, he could do it too–
Be brave.
Because she thought of him on Christmas – thought of him even at all. And he needs to show her he’s thought about her too.
“You up for another ride?”
Or, JJ and Kiara create their own holiday traditions.
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i'll look after you (6/6)
Summary: When JJ's world shifts drastically, Kiara's by his side like always. This time though, it's a little bit different.
Jiara Bingo prompt - JJ's house
Word Count: 8,575
She steps closer, her chin tipping up. “JJ,” she says. “I’m staying here, y’know. Like for good.”
It still amazes him sometimes how this girl is able to read him like a fucking book. The way she seems to sense what he’s trying to say when he can’t quite find the words.
He blinks, not daring to hope. “What about seeing the world, and–”
“I can see the world and still be here,” she replies, her eyes darting away for a moment. “I just… I was away at school for so long and nothing felt right until I came back here.”
Here .
A tiny part of his stupid heart desperately wishes that she means here with him, but he knows she doesn’t. It’s the Banks, it’s her family being here, her friends, the salty ocean air, everything familiar…
“Yeah, Kildare is really somethin’,” he replies lowly, looking anywhere but at her, his shoulders curving inwards. “Paradise on earth, right?”
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can this be a real thing, can it? (1/1)
Summary: A vaguely Halloween themed one-shot featuring JJ and Kiara getting their shit together, a keg stand, and lots of sexual tension.
Jiara Bingo prompt - "If you want me to come, I'll come."
Word Count: 7,311
“Well. That’s not how I saw that going,” JJ says, his tone light but a faint thread of annoyance lingering under the words.
She laughs. “Yeah. Me either. I thought…” She lets the words trail off, because she’d thought that JJ was about to kiss her there in the backyard at a stupid Halloween party. Part of her is disappointed, but a tiny part of her is secretly glad, because she doesn’t know if she wanted their first kiss to happen in such a public place, for everyone to see.
She wonders when she started thinking of their first kiss as something inevitable.
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find my way back (1/1)
Summary: JJ and Kiara reunite after she's separated from the group. A oneshot based on the S3 sneak peek.
Word Count: 3,224
She crashes into him with a force he’ll feel for the rest of his life, her body colliding with his. She’s warm and solid and whole and he’s never fucking letting her go, not ever. His arms close around her tightly, one around her lower back and the other reaching to cup to her shoulder. She throws her arms around his shoulders and buries her face in his neck. He can feel her shaking under his hands, and she’s talking, whispering something that he can’t quite make out, her breath hot against his skin. It doesn’t even fucking matter because all his brain can seem to comprehend is KiaraKiaraKiara.
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can't get you off my mind (1/1)
Summary: Kiara and JJ spend their nights after they return from the island on the phone, talking about everything and nothing, until Kiara lets something slip that changes everything.
Jiara bingo prompt - Early Morning
Word Count: 11, 491
Fuck it, she thinks, picking up the phone and pushing the call button before she can talk herself out of it again. It’s JJ. He won't mind. She just needs to hear his voice and then maybe she’ll be able to get some fucking sleep, stop obsessing over the trauma in her life, and move on from it instead.
He answers on the second ring, his voice hoarse but sounding surprisingly alert for the middle of the night. “Kie?”
“Hey,” she whispers, as the sound of his voice sends a pleasurable rush through her body. “Did I wake you?”
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no turning back (1/1)
Summary: What if Kiara and Pope came back early during 2x04 instead of staying out all night, and ran into some unwelcome guests?
Featuring protective JJ, badass Kiara, and the hammock.
Word Count: 6,958
JJ’s heart feels like it fucking stops when he sees Kiara and Pope walk into the backyard together.
No. They can’t be here.
If he was annoyed when they’d left together, obviously heading off to mack or whatever, he’d pushed those feelings deep deep down in his chest. Because he obviously didn’t have a chance with Kie, but Pope - Pope was someone he could see being with her. And then when Rafe had shown up and they’d scrambled up into the trees in the backyard, he’d been fucking grateful that they were wherever the hell they were and not here with them, in yet another dangerous situation.
But here they are and the panic already building in his chest reaches an immediate fever pitch.
No. This cannot be fucking happening. Why are they here? How are they here?
No no no.
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maybe it's you (1/1)
Summary: After graduating from college and moving to Charleston for a new job, Kiara realizes she's lonely and decides to adopt a rescue dog. Along the way she meets JJ, who immediately welcomes her into his world.
AU.
Word Count: 10,951
He’s got messy blonde hair that curls out from under a faded red ball cap. Bright blue eyes that currently eye her with interest, as though she’s done something particularly endearing. He’s dressed in a navy t-shirt with the rescue logo printed on the chest and it fits him especially well. She’s always been a sucker for a well fitted t-shirt, and the way the sleeves sit snugly on his well defined biceps, well…
She’s a fan.
“So, can I help you?” he eventually asks, forcing her to stop checking him out like a sex depraved fiend and actually remember why she’s here in the first place.
“Oh, uh yes! I’m looking to adopt a dog.”
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the future is bright (1/1)
Summary: For months, Kiara has been dragging JJ to dinners to charm her potential new boss as her fake boyfriend. This one turns out a bit differently than the rest.
Future fic.
Word Count: 6,681
“Hey,” he says, his face so close to hers that she can make out every individual eyelash around his unfairly blue eyes. His voice is soft, almost breathy, and it does weird things to her insides.
“Hi,” she breathes back and she wants to wince when her words come out in a ridiculously high pitched whisper, but JJ just smiles down at her. His hands are warm against her hips, fingers holding on tight to the smooth fabric of the dress she chose for this holiday party. She lets her fingers play with the hair at the nape of his neck, just this one time, the strands silky against her skin.
She gets kind of lost in his gaze, in the way he looks at her like she’s something precious to him. Which is ridiculous, she knows. This doesn’t mean anything to him. She’s just his friend. It’s all pretty words and fake gestures.
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stuck in a moment (1/1)
Summary: What happened after Pope and Kie argued on the HMS Pogue in 1x08.
Word Count: 2,751
“He wasn’t wrong though,” Kiara spits out, her voice hoarse. “That’s the worst part. I did leave. I did abandon you. I did all of that.”
JJ doesn’t say anything right away. He and Kie had aired their shit ages ago. He’s not one to keep his feelings hidden and she’s not one to let things slide. They’re both fucking stubborn and so within days of Kiara coming back they’d had a shouting match in the driveway of the Chateau followed by a day of silence, and then they’d basically hugged it out and things were cool now. Maybe even better than they were before, because JJ feels like Kiara coming back has made things in his life much brighter. Like there was a Kiara shaped hole the whole time she was gone that’s now filled.
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where do we go from here? (1/1)
Summary: JJ and Kiara finally have a talk about their conversation on the freighter and their future.
Post S2.
Word Count: 3,998
It takes a while before they talk about it again.
A while before she can think about their time on the freighter and on the island without it sending her into a panic attack. The memory of JJ’s dead weight pulling her under the water. The inky blackness and nothingness. The way she’d just accepted that she wasn’t going to let him go because she couldn’t quite picture her life without his easy grins and stupid jokes and incessant chatter. The way he’d worked his way into her heart and set up permanent residence there.
Take your birth year and find the corresponding song on your wrapped top 100 (so if you were born in 1997, you'd use the 97th song). don't say the year, just the song. and people born in 2000 are 100 btw
look I'm not gonna pretend I know anything about electronics, but sometimes a plug is so big it blocks another socket, and I'm always like "who the fuck do you think you are"
I'm on my hands and knees begging y’all to comment. I don't care if you went through my sister's attic and found my twenty year old fanfics in spiral bound notebooks, please comment!!
I don't care if I'm fifty years dead and you find my last work scrawled on the inside of my coffin, grab a psychic and comment!
I know a ton of people have said this before but for the love everything PLEASE stop treating AO3 like instagram. It is NOT cringe to comment on an old story. It’s an archive old stories are still meant to be found and read. Please think about interacting with the fic you read: at least kudos if you read it, a comment would be ideal. The authors will be over the moon. I guarantee you not a single author is going to ask why someone is commenting on an older fic.
Please. Write it. Write the thing. Even if you feel like it's shit. Even if you think no one will read it. Even if no one reads it. Even if you think the words make no sense. Even if it breaks your heart. Especially if it breaks your heart.
Please. Write it.
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