#cowritten

[onebedtorulethemall]

Once upon a time I told @alexandra-emerson we should cowrite a fic and for some reason she agreed. So...

Everything We Left Unsaid is a new Dramione epistolary, now on AO3!

Voldemort Wins AU

Secret identities

Wartime romance

Death Eater Draco + rebel Hermione

All the good stuff: angst, yearning, and danger

Alexandra wrote for Hermione, I wrote for Draco. And for bonus fun, we're posting the story in real time, as it unfolds.

[todays-just-a-daydream]

Liam Gallagher dedicates song Paper Crown to brother Noel during London gig

And the lyrics aren't very complimentary...

During his show at Alexandra Palace in London on Thursday 7 December, the former Oasis frontman seemed to diss his bro once again in front of the sold-out crowd.

Before performing the song from his debut solo album As You Were, Liam said: ‘Thank you very much. I’d like to dedicate this one to my brother.’

The song includes the lyrics: ‘Now you’re feeling the fear… And the wolf is at the door, oh / And the hounds of hell, they won’t lie down / On the ashes of your paper crown’.

you reached out for more and as the waves hit at the shore you felt the fading of your will

choke back the metaphors the bottom of the ladder ask me if i love you still

[akela-nakamura]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences  Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings  Relationships: Danny Fenton & Frostbite, Batfamily Members (DCU) & Danny Fenton, Danny Fenton & Jazz Fenton & Tucker Foley & Sam Manson, Stephanie Brown/Cassandra Cain  Characters: Danny Fenton, Jazz Fenton, Frostbite (Danny Phantom), Dick Grayson, Tim Drake (DCU), Barbara Gordon, Jason Todd, Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Bruce Wayne, Original Far Frozen Residents (Danny Phantom), Original Animal Character(s), Original Characters  Additional Tags: Not Phantom Planet Compliant (Danny Phantom), Danny Fenton Needs A Hug, Blood and Injury, Parental Slowburn, Slowburn plot, Slow Build, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Danny Fenton Has A Bad Time, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Eventual Happy Ending, Identity Reveal, Implied/Referenced Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, We get there when we get there, Good Friends Tucker Foley and Sam Manson, Ghost Biology (Danny Phantom), Co-Parenting, eventually, Co-Parenting Slowburn, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, POV Multiple  Summary:

There's something different about the kid who just broke Barbara's library phone. She's seen her fair share of wary, wounded kids. She's no stranger to helping them where she can, offering supplies and pointing out shelters.

Most of those kids aren't wearing renn faire clothes, leaving dents in phone receivers, or talking like they just finished screaming. Or turning all her security cameras to static when they come too close.

There's a mystery here, and Babs isn't the only one who wants to solve it. But with every answer they find, ten more questions take their place.

The Fentons left Danny shattered in more ways than one. With new knowledge of his ghost half, and a damaged core, Danny comes to Gotham weak and hurting, but with a purpose. The Far Frozen and the yetis have done all they can, but Danny needs more than the ghosts alone can give.

He's two halves of a whole and while he finally has what he needs on the ghost side--the human side is a different story.

Or:

Danny's presence in Gotham starts a chain reaction.

[divinemissem13]

Fakin' It

For Brenda Leigh Johnson and Sharon Raydor, working together is a constant battle for dominance.

When Chief Pope forces them into an undercover mission together, can they maintain the facade and keep a lid on the tension long enough to catch the bad guys?

co-written with my darling @theladyram 💜

[rookthorne]

𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝

All it took was one night, one song - hell, one note - and you were gone for him, hook, line, and sinker. Turbulent times lay ahead, but in the afterglow of ecstasy, forced to feel emotions in such intensity for someone you’d never expect, you couldn't help but follow him anyway - he was irresistible, after all.

Pairing // Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count // TBD Warnings // fluff, smut, (future) angst, Bucky is a menace, pet names, (more to be added) Authors Note // this particular AU and series was first created by the ever talented @buckyismybicycle and I just tagged along for the fun. Given the nature of both our ways, the angst will be a lot, the fluff will be plentiful, and the smut will be spicy.

I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master | @buckyismybicycle

I wanna be your slave I wanna be your master I wanna make your heart beat Run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you can be the beauty And I could be the monster

(Basically, Bucky Barnes as a Rockstar)

Something in Your Mouth | @rookthorne

Ecstasy burned through your veins like wildfire, the bass becoming the rhythm of your heart; when his honeyed words shattered your resolve, you could only hold on for the ride.

Miles Away | @buckyismybicycle

How am I supposed to be everything they expect me to be? When I feel so alone, ‘cause I left my heart at home.

[solo-ojo-jojo]

Accidentally in Love (A Chenford fanfic for Heatherelf77)

The Rookie Fanfiction | Chenford | Chapter 1 of 6 | 1.4K | Rated T | Post 5x02 | 5+1

Summary: Five times that Lucy and Tim accidentally went on a date. And the one time they planned it.

Happy Birthday, @heatherelf77! Nicole (Westcoast_hazel) and I put together a little something to celebrate you on your special day.

Read the first chapter here.

Coincidentally, when we saw this tweet from Heather back in October, we knew we were on the right track. 😄

[theladydrgn]

Do you like Good Omens? Do you like vampires? If the answer to both of those questions is "yes", do @sylwritesstuff and I have a treat for you!

Greater Than Our Suffering by ladydragona, SylWritesStuff

Summary:

Things have changed. He's left the nunnery he grew up in, the rules he'd always known, the people, the village, his very name - he has nothing to his new name and so has nothing to lose. As Aziraphale approaches the foreboding castle ahead and the deadly vampire who lives within, he's well aware of this fact. But having nothing to lose means having everything to gain, and it seems worth a risk. Worth another drastic change. And, as Crowley well knows, life changes even after its end.

[morganaspendragonss]

Life will find you the love you seek (1/?)

@tarlos-spain and i are back at it again with another joint fic. this one is a 4.03 coda/4.04 spec fic with double whump. hope you guys enjoy!

vicky wrote this chapter, i have just had the honour of being the translator

ao3 | 1.8k

TK set his phone down on the nightstand. He knew Carlos wasn’t going to call any time soon. He probably shouldn’t leave his friends to eat alone, but TK knew that he wasn’t going to make good company.

He felt so stupid. It was like he couldn’t open his mouth or even lift a finger without fucking something up lately. He knew it was also stupid to think that his life was falling apart, but being away from Carlos on their night off and accepting that his fiancé was angry with him – more so than he was letting on – hurt too much.

Why couldn’t he have left things be? Why hadn’t he let Carlos take care of everything with Iris? She was his friend, after all; he knew her better than anyone, and all TK had to do was give Carlos time.

But he had let his stupid hot head get the best of him and, like always when he failed to avoid his problems, his attempts to fix things only made them worse.

He thought about calling Cooper, but his sponsor wasn’t his therapist and TK wasn’t thinking of doing anything stupid that came under Cooper’s jurisdiction. For once, it wasn’t about drugs. This time, TK could feel the greyness closing in, the one he felt when he lost the people he loved.

It was all grey, and pain, and depression.

If he lost Carlos over his actions, he would never forgive himself. And if something had happened to Iris because of what he did, he would take off running in the other direction, like he always did, because he wouldn’t be able to look into Carlos’s eyes again if he knew he’d made Iris get worse.

It was already bad enough, knowing that Carlos didn’t want to come home. He was so angry at him; he’d barely looked at TK for two days and they hadn’t spoken but for two cold phone calls.

He had no appetite that night, and eventually Marjan peeked into the room to tell him that they were leaving. Nobody asked and nobody stayed back to check on him; they knew him and they knew he needed to be alone to fight his own demons tonight.

At some point he fell asleep to music, listening through his headphones in case Carlos called. This way, if he did, TK would hear it no matter the hour, and he would pick up.

But Carlos didn’t call.

TK slept through the night, but he was tormented by nightmares of being alone and never seeing Carlos’s smile again. He hated sleeping in an empty bed, he hated the cold sheets, and he hated turning over and remembering that he and Carlos had argued. They’d barely spoken in two days and the two phone conversations they did have were painful.

They hadn’t fought like this since the breakup. TK still had dreams about that sometimes. It had been his fault back then and it was his fault now too; he had this way of ruining things with Carlos, of saying and doing everything that he shouldn’t. Sometimes TK wondered how long it would be until Carlos got tired and left.

He sat up in bed and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. No missed calls from Carlos, no new messages.

Nothing.

It had been so cold, the way he had said “I love you,” last night.

Carlos had lots of different ways of saying it. There was the whisper before bed on nights their shifts lined up or when they had days off. There was the mixture of a grunt and a moan when they fucked; Carlos would say it with his head buried in TK’s shoulder at the moment they both came. TK loved the “I love you” Carlos would say when he wanted to make him feel better, when something had happened and Carlos knew he was feeling down. Hearing the words always made TK smile in the morning, and the “I love you” he said when they talked about the wedding was magic.

But the way Carlos had said it last night was that of someone who was pissed at him; it was forced out and, in a way, it didn’t feel quite true. TK hadn’t needed to be able to see him to know that Carlos’s mind was entirely somewhere else – with Iris, maybe, or the thought that her illness had gotten worse.

Maybe he didn’t want to come home so he didn’t have to face TK and tell him what he was truly thinking.

TK knew that Carlos needed time and he had given it to him – two whole nights in which they barely saw or spoke to each other. He had done something awful by going to see Iris. Carlos was right; pressing the issue of the divorce papers had been a terrible idea.

He started to tap out a text, only to delete it. He tried again, and again, but ended up not saying anything – there wasn’t anything he could say without worrying he’d make Carlos even angrier.

In the end, he decided to call him.

It wasn’t a surprise that Carlos didn’t pick up but that didn’t make it hurt any less. TK left him a message; hopefully, when the storm blew over, Carlos would listen to it and they could talk, hopefully before TK lost his mind thinking that he had lost him forever.

“Carlos, babe. I’m sorry… I’m sorry for everything. I shouldn’t have gone to talk to Iris and I should have told you that I did. I’m so sorry. I get you’re mad with me but, please, call me. I can’t go one more day without talking to you or seeing you. Wait, fuck, I’m sorry, I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to but… I miss you, and if I’ve messed this up, let me fix it. Let’s talk about this and we can… Let’s just talk.”

He wasn’t expecting an instant reply, but he still stared at his phone for a few long minutes. Then he let it drop to the bed and hugged his knees, burying his head in them and fighting with everything in him not to let himself get dragged down by fear.

Eventually, TK showered, letting the hot water wash away all the bad thoughts. Carlos was going to come back, he wouldn’t be mad forever. They would fix this…like they always did.

He was making himself a coffee when his phone rang. TK sprinted to pick it up, but it wasn’t Carlos.

“Andrea, good morning,” he said, fearing Carlos had slept at his parents’ place. The dressing down he’d received from Andrea not long after he woke up from the coma had been intense. She’d reminded him of his mother – they were both women who would do anything for their sons. Andrea had asked him in a way that seemed more like a threat to never break her son’s heart again, to look after Carlos and let himself be looked after, because Carlos loved him like he’d never loved anyone else.

If Andrea knew what TK had done by talking to Iris, she wasn’t going to be happy.

“Hi, TK, mijo. I hope I’m not disturbing you.” She sounded calmer than TK had expected.

“No, not at all. I wasn’t doing anything. Carlos and I were planning on spending the day together… Well, we were before all this. Now, I don’t know…” He laughed nervously. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes. Well, I don’t know, but I’m sure it’s nothing. I’ve been calling Carlos since last night and he still hasn’t picked up. I know he’s been upset over the situation with Iris but it’s not like him to not answer.”

She was right; it was one thing for Carlos not to talk to TK after they’d fought. It was another thing entirely to not talk to his mom.

“Maybe his phone died. He told me he was going to spend the night in the hospital with Iris, and he would have gone straight to work in the morning.”

“He told you that? I went to see Iris before dinner and she said Carlos had spent the afternoon with her but he’d left before evening.”

“Oh.”

It was a stupid thing to say, TK knew that, but Carlos had lied to him. He hadn’t spent the night with Iris, he hadn’t said a word to him, and he hadn’t responded to his message.

He didn’t know whether to worry more over the thought that Carlos didn’t want anything to do with him, or that something might have happened to him. The first one terrified TK; without Carlos, he would be left in a dark, dangerous place from which he wouldn’t want to return. But the second… The second made him feel the closest thing to a heart attack he’d ever felt.

“TK, mijo, are you still there?”

“Yeah, I’m, um… Andrea, I haven’t heard from Carlos since last night. He told me he wouldn’t be coming home because he was staying with Iris. He sounded… He tried to hide it from me, but he sounded mad. I messed up with Iris and now I don’t know how to fix it.”

“First things first, cariño, you need to breathe. I’m sure something urgent came up at work or he’s busy working to find whoever attacked Iris.”

“But why hasn’t he called me? It’s been over twelve hours since I last heard from him and…if he’s this angry with me…”

“TK, I think I know you well enough by now to know what you’re thinking, and I know where that path could take you. Why don’t you come to the ranch? We can have a coffee and talk, and you can stay to eat if you want.”

“Thank you. I don’t want to be alone right now, but my dad is working and I don’t want to bother the crew. I just can’t stop thinking about everything that’s happened. It hurts so much.”

“I hope you haven’t eaten. I’m making cookies and Carlos tells me you’re their number one fan.”

TK smiled. He missed having a mother figure in his life. Andrea had been there after his mom’s death, but she had been a little distant, making sure to give him the space he needed at the time.

But now he needed her and TK was grateful to not be alone as the hours went by and Carlos still didn’t answer his message or call him. And he was grateful most of all when the worst thing possible happened – Lexi Mitchell called him from the precinct.

No-one had seen Carlos all morning.

“We’ve found his car, TK. It was abandoned in a vacant lot, there’s no trace of Carlos anywhere. Do you know where he might be?”