Fandom Cares

Fandom Cares is a support blog run by dedicated members of the Teen Wolf and Sterek community. Current Project: Fandom in the Time of Covid

[fandomcares]

Donations Thread

This will be a growing list of the donations made from your contributions!

BlackLivesMatter Alabama Chapter - $100

https://www.facebook.com/blmbirmingham/

100% of the donation will go to the Marsha P Johnson Institute: $100

https://marshap.org/

Blacklivesmatter Sacramento - $100 

http://www.blacklivesmattersacramento.com/

Black Lives Matter Global - $500

NAACP Legal Defense Fund - $100

https://www.naacpldf.org/

Color of Change - $250

https://colorofchange.org/

The Bail Project: $100

https://bailproject.org/

Black Mamas Matter Alliance - $100

https://blackmamasmatter.org/

Bail Fund Split - $550 

https://secure.actblue.com/donate/bail_funds_george_floyd

Don’t Shoot Portland - $250

https://www.dontshootpdx.org/support-our-work/

lgbtqfund - $75

https://www.lgbtqfund.org/

More soon!

[wrathofthestag]

Professor Jack: A Prelude in Five Parts

Summary: Jack’s road to professorship was a long one, sometimes filled with self-doubt, but always with love and support. A sequel to “It Must Be Nice."  For @doggernaut.  My second piece written for the @fandomcares BLM auction.

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Prologue

Jack logged onto his Gmail and froze when he saw the message sitting there from Brown. Admission Decision is Ready.

“Bits,” Jack said softly. “Bitty? Can you wake up?”

Bitty turned to face Jack and slowly blinked his eyes open.

“Sweetpea, what’s wrong? Is Pearlie okay?”

“I… euh, I got an email from Brown.”

Bitty instantly sat up and looked at Jack with excitement. “And?”

“I didn’t open it yet.”

Bitty leaned over and pressed a kiss onto Jack’s cheek.

“I’m so proud of you,” he whispered.

“But, we don’t know what they said yet.”

“Doesn’t matter.”

Jack smiled at Bitty, then clicked on the link. He logged onto his application and took a deep breath.

“Dear Jack, on behalf of the Department of American Studies, we are pleased to inform you—”

Bitty screamed and jumped up onto his knees as Jack flung his laptop onto the bed.

“I’m in!” He yelled. “Crisse! I’m in!”

The two hugged one another, and Bitty cried out, “I knew it! I knew you could do it!”

Jack laughed as Bitty peppered his face with kisses.

Keep reading

[holycatsandrabbits]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

You guys I am SO excited to post this!! Who wants a women-loving-women Good Omens Robin Hood AU fic for your Friday night? And look, it’s an entire fic, I’m not making you wait. Thanks to @exmarks for winning the @fandomcares auction for BLM causes! <3

Chapters: 4/4

Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV), Robin Hood - All Media Types, Robin Hood (Traditional) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Robin Hood/Marian, Anathema Device/Newton Pulsifer, Little John/Much the Miller’s Son Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Robin Hood, Maid Marian (Robin Hood, Anathema Device, Newton Pulsifer, Little John, Much the Miller’s Son, Sheriff of Nottingham, Gabriel (Good Omens), Uriel (Good Omens), Michael (Good Omens), Nat the weaver, Adam from Eden (Good Omens), Eve (Good Omens), Sandalphon (Good Omens), Hastur (Good Omens), Fandom Cares auction fic Additional Tags: Robin Hood-Good Omens AU, Crowley as Robin Hood, Aziraphale as Marian, Anathema as Little John, Newton as Much, Gabriel as the queen, Sandalphon as the Sheriff of Nottingham, Michael and Uriel as noble ladies, women loving women fic, Female Crowley (Good Omens), Female Aziraphale (Good Omens), Romance, Sherwood Forest, Marian in disguise, the archery contest!, because Robin is an idiot, Hastur is his opponent, I did WAY too much research on Robin Hood, But it was so fun, there might also possibly be way too many notes in this fic sorry, Happy Ending, almost forgot to say that but you all know I don’t write sad stuff Summary:

This is a piece commissioned under the Fandom Cares BLM auctions run on Tumblr in June 2020, for a Good Omens/Robin Hood women-loving-women crossover fic. Thank you to ExMarks for bidding! I had a lot of fun with this.

So this request came at a strangely perfect time: just as I was planning some original wlw Robin Hood fiction myself! I actually did extensive research on the character a few years ago (which is why this fic is so long— it was really fun to pick and choose what might go with Good Omens). Obviously, you don’t have to do research in order to write Robin Hood fics, I just did it because I wanted to.

But please enjoy a romp through Sherwood with a plot taken partly from Robin Hood sources dating back as far as the Middle Ages! And look, I’ve dumped the whole fic at once. I’m not making you all wait this time. <3

Find me at DannyeChase.com and on my linktree

[halinski]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Anyone who is willing to risk their life and spill blood is being recruited by the so-called ‘Hunters’; trained, weaponized and sent after the ‘big, bad monsters’. But most humans are not actively taking part in this war at all. They sit safely at their kitchen tables, eating home cooked meals and playing family games. That is where Stiles should be.

Now they can't be sure he'll live to see tomorrow.

...but when the war takes Derek, Stiles refuses to take that lying down and rises to his potential.

(Temporary character death)

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My fic for @cobrilee through @fandomcares BLM project!

I hope you enjoy the fic, my dear! I tried to go for badass!spark!Stiles and an angsty mystical, fantastical vibe. All the love ♥️

[brwlvs-tw]

(3 out of 3) Auction Prize for @fandomcares BLM Project Slow progress but I’m finally done haha

[greyhoundsgirl]

OMG this is just perfect @beerwolves Thank you so much for this! And thank you @fandomcares for putting this together ❤️

[holycatsandrabbits]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Full fic posted!

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Gabriel (Good Omens), Michael (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), Hastur (Good Omens), Ligur (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, alternate universe- jewelry shop, Aziraphale is a jeweler, Crowley is his occupational enemy, Hey I’m back with another human AU full of smut, sexual fantasies, Size Kink, Pining, Resolved Pining, very tight jeans, Aziraphale is “just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing” (Good Omens), Disappearances, reappearences, Temptation, Soft Crowley (Good Omens), Clever Aziraphale, Competence Kink, sooo much sex, but also a plot, Happy Ending, high fluff low angst Summary:

August Fell has a problem: his jewelry shop was just broken into and the thieves took everything, including his beloved pocket watch. Anthony Crowley has a different problem: he knows exactly where the watch is, but how is he going to get it back to the man he’s desperately in love with without revealing how he got it?

This fic was written for the @fandomcares auction for BLM causes, commissioned by the wonderful @ladyofthedragon The request was for M/M, human AU, low angst, fluff & smut, E rating, and a happy ending for a jeweler and his, ah, occupational enemy, which describes an ideal fic to me as well. <3 I had so much fun with this, and I hope you all like it!

Find me at DannyeChase.com and on my linktree

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

Perception

This one is for @akumanie​, who bid on me in the @fandomcares​ charity auction for BLM! Thanks, akumanie! I hope you like it! 

The boy is crazy. Peter Hale is paying thousands of dollars in fees for a couple of expert doctors to make the official diagnosis on that—he’s sure it’ll be some tongue-twister of a word he’ll have to practice a few times in front of the mirror so he doesn’t fuck it up in court—but when all is said and done, the boy’s plain fucking crazy. Peter has the CCTV footage that proves it. Still, there’s no way that even with one of the best defence attorneys in the country—and Peter is one of the best—that the boy is ever walking free again. The best Peter can do for him is to get him sentenced to Eichen House instead of prison, so that’s what he fully intends to do.

He came back to New York for this, thankful he’d never let his bar association membership lapse in California. He came back because Talia asked. She didn’t insist, but then again, she didn’t have to. She’s the alpha.

She’s the alpha of the Hale pack, and the Hales owe the Stilinskis. They have done ever since Claudia Stilinski warned them that the Argents were intending to lock them inside their house with mountain ash and burn the whole place down.

Claudia Stilinski.

Peter taps his pen on the pages of his planner while he thinks of her.

She was crazy too, in her own way.

She might have had a vision about a fire that killed all the Hales—and prevented it from happening by telling them—but she also tried to kill her own son in the weeks before her death. Looking back, Peter’s not sure that was crazy at all, actually.

Read the rest here on AO3! 

[queerfictionwriter]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I’m posting this later than I planned, because life was rude and threw my lovely plan out the window, but here! Have some feels-heavy kink in lieu of church.

This is for @bunnywest, who was a gem and won me in the @fandomcares BLM auction!

[wrathofthestag]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Mature Relationships: Eric “Bitty” Bittle/Jack Zimmermann

Additional Tags: Fluff, COVID-19, slowish burn, pandemic problems, Falling In Love, Anxiety, Insomnia, Domesticity, NHL Return to Play, mask-wearing, social distancing, Friends to Lovers, Quarantine, No one gets sick

Summary: During the quarantine, Jack meets with his new next-door neighbor. The two discover their insomnia makes a good basis for friendship as they meet up nightly on their balconies. Is love in their future?

Comments: Written for the @fandomcares​  BLM Auction. Thanks to Belfemon for bidding on me. They wanted a fic centered around quarantine insomnia. This fic is completely written. Each chapter will be posted on Sundays.

[brwlvs-tw]

(1 out of 3) Auction Prize for @fandomcares BLM Project

[fandomcares]

OMM SUH KUH!

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Derek and Stiles are happy and normal, and that might be the most amazing thing ever.

Derek wakes on Sunday morning with the dawn. Beside him, Stiles is still sleeping, his mouth wide open and little snorts and snores escaping him as though he’s a tiny, twitching piglet. Stiles swears black and blue that he doesn’t snore—Derek is going to record him one night. He slips out of bed, changing into his track pants and T-shirt before grabbing his socks and shoes. He puts them on in the kitchen, before grabbing a water bottle and filling it from the tap in the sink. Then he finds his phone, brings up his playlist, and puts his earbuds in. He checks he has his key, then eases the door shut carefully behind him as he leaves the house.

He turns the volume on his music up, and hits the pavement.

You can read the rest on AO3! 

This fic was written for @kaidarknight​ who bid on me as part of the @fandomcares​ BLM auction. Thank you, Kai! I hope you like it! 

[fandomcares]

Benaya_Trash

Benaya has gone Patreon only and gave me permission to share her Fandom Cares works here. 

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST!

And go support her amazing Patreon. It’s seriously the best!

https://www.patreon.com/Benaya_trash

https://www.patreon.com/Benaya_trash

https://www.patreon.com/Benaya_trash

https://www.patreon.com/Benaya_trash

I mean, CAN YOU EVEN!?!?  Love her. Thank you, Olga!

[fandomcares]

Checkin!

Hope it’s going well for everyone!

Thanks to those who have already completed and have been posting their items. Please continue to tag us!

Also, please add AO3 works to the Fandom Cares Collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Fandom_Cares

Please email me at contact dot fandomcares at gmail dot com if you’re having trouble communicating! I’m here to help. 

I added a few more orgs to the donations page and donated to some timely Portland causes. 

Thaks everyone!

[fandomcares]

Donations Thread

This will be a growing list of the donations made from your contributions!

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[fandomcares]

A few more donations have been added!

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

Boyfriend Duty

Stiles is coming home. 

***** 

About an hour out of Travis Air Force Base, a weird sort of tension grips everyone, like they’ve just been told they’re coming in for a hot landing. Even Stiles, who has spent the last twenty-four hours telling himself not to get too excited, can feel himself responding to the apprehension in the air, his nerves vibrating like the strings of that cheap piece-of-shit guitar that Steiner bought in that market in Kabul because he swore he could play it. (He couldn’t.)

Stiles plays with his phone, flicking between screens with his thumb because he needs to do something, but at the same time he can’t settle on which game to open. He’s so fucking sick of Candy Crush. He is the reigning fucking king of Candy Crush, but if he never plays it again in his life it’ll still be way too soon.

Erica leans over and plucks his earbuds out of his tunic pocket.

“Hey!” Stiles grabs for the trailing cord, but misses.

“I wouldn’t have to steal yours if you hadn’t stood on mine and broken them.”

That’s true, but then again, if she hadn’t left them dangling on the floor of the plane, Stiles wouldn’t have stood on them to begin with when he went to the bathroom.

Read the rest here at AO3. 

This fic was written for @nurseofnewasgard​, for the @fandomcares​ BLM charity auction. I hope you like it, @nurseofnewasgard​! 

[fandomcares]

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Thank you so much to @mia6363​ for bidding on me for the @fandomcares​ charity auction raising funds for BLM charities. 

This was my first attempt at Kira/Finstock, and I hope I did it just a little bit of justice! 

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

The Path of the Wolf

My next @fandomcares​ fic is completed! Thanks to L for bidding on me, and I hope you like this continuation of The Light in the Woods series! 

The little Argent prince is wearing so much velvet and lace that he looks as though he’s about to drown in it. Derek watches as Faolán approaches the little chubby-cheeked golden-haired baby, and holds his breath as Faolán wrinkles his nose, sniffs loudly, and then stares at the baby. His upper lip tugs up, and then he snarls.

Derek hurries forward and grabs his son around the waist, hoisting him up and carrying him away. Rude? Certainly, and the Argent delegation will be very unimpressed with Prince Faolán’s wildling manners, but Derek dreads to think what would happen if Faolán turned into a literal wolf. The relationship between the Hales and the Argents is precarious at best, and downright hostile most of the time, and Faolán transforming into a slavering wild animal in front of their plump, defenceless little prince could well be seen as nothing short of a declaration of hostilities.

Derek whisks Faolán out of the hall, ignoring the affronted murmurs of the Argent delegation, who don’t know he just did both their kingdoms a fucking favour, and hurries away with his son before anyone can stop him. He hopes that Laura can smooth over the ruffled feathers he’s left in his wake.

***** 

You can read the rest here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25125427