#nd fic

[serv-fanart]

[Newly Devoted AU] Macaque isn't used to this whole "gentleman act" that MK puts on. Why does his charge push him away?

Once WAM is around ch 10, I plan to upload the few chapters of this AU I have written !

Talking about the AU under the cut ->

Basically an AU set during S1 where Mac wasn't k!lled by SWK, he was imprisoned by him. So instead of LBD reviving Mac n having him in her debt, MK is the one who finds and frees him <3 aka Mac is MK's loyal dog au <3<3<3

Mac isn't used to someone like MK and expects him to behave like other demons but MK is GOOD and it baffles the fxck out of Mac who continuously is trying to tempt him into vi0lence and.... other things >:)

F0rcefully magic bound, slightly t0xic codependency, manipulation and t0rture, y'know the drill...

[horseshoebae]

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

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Fandom: Nancy Drew (TV 2019)

Relationship: Ace/Nancy Drew

Characters: Nancy Drew, Ace (Nancy Drew), Bess Marvin

Summary: 

Leo shakes his head quickly. “No! I like it scary. But… but my mom and dad usually let me sit in between them…” He looks between Ace and Nancy, a puppy-dog look on his face, before scooting closer to Nancy and patting the couch next to him.

(or, Nancy and Ace and their adventures in babysitting)

[destielbaited]

oooo three because it's my fav number 🎵

oohh i have to come clean before posting, i wrote this drabble/ fic before the finale but i never posted because its was to ooc and poorly written, but when i was thinking about he song that landed my mind went straight to this fic. I hope you like Abby, and thank so much for the ask <3

Music shuffle fic game: 3# Hear me - Imagine Dragons

Can nobody hear me? / I've got a lot that's on my mind / I cannot breathe / Can you hear it, too?

If you're warm, then you can't relate to me.

Word count:3076 Rating: T Pairing: Nancy Drew/Ace

It was late; the clock was striking the witching hour. Nancy, Bess, Nick, and George were resting at a booth in The Claw. Defeating Temperance and her diabolical plan of seeking to rise some eldritch terror, drained them to their bones. But even after facing death, the discomfort between the friends was still significant because of Temperance’s ball and a truth spell serum.

“Has anyone seen Ace?” asked Bess.

“No, not since we stopped Temperance,” answered Nancy.

“He said he needed to run some errand.” added Nick.

As if Ace overheard his name being called for, his unmistakable silky hair crossed the door. Ace took a few steps inside and halted in front of George, handing her an envelope.

“What is this?” asked George.

“My resignation letter. I’m quitting,” he announced.

Everything went quiet. The ocean didn’t dare to produce waves; the wind stopped howling and every human soul in a five-block radius didn’t dare to breathe.

“What the fuck? What do you mean, you are quitting?” Bess was the first one to confront Ace.

“I’m leaving Horseshoe Bay,” Ace stated simply.

“Why- Why are you leaving?” inquired Nancy, rising from her seat.

“A few things transpired in the last couple of weeks that caused me to recognize that my place isn’t here, so I’m leaving,” He spoke harshly. “If you guys excuse me, I have to finish packing.”

When they opened their mouths to protest, Ace was already out of the restaurant. The friends gazed at each other, not knowing how to convey theirs emotions into substantial words. Nancy didn’t think that something would hurt more than the soreness on her body, but a brief glimpse of her life without Ace made her heart writhed.

“I also have something to say.” Nick declared. “After a few events that developed this week, I recognized that I have a collection of traumas that need to deal with. So I’m leaving Horseshoe Bay. not for long though.”

Who will take care of the center? What about The Claw and your building?” urged Nancy. Of course, Nancy’s apprehensions weren’t those, but in a span of 2 seconds, she was losing two friends. If she could make Nick cling to anything, he might stay.

“George is taking full control of The Claw. I’ve already asked Addy and Ryan to look after the Youth Center, and the other building will be filled with tenets, eventually.”

Nick said little after that. The ladies stared, saying their goodbyes and wishing all the best for Nick when they understood he wasn’t changing his mind. After many hugs and sobs, Nick followed Ace’s steps and left the restaurant, by which passing minute the claw grew extremely quiet.

“What about the two of you?” sought George. “Are you leaving too?”

“Not really,” said Bess opening a corner smile. “Hannah is going to mentor me into becoming the next keeper. I’m going to stay for a while.”

“Oh my god, Bess, that is impressive,” declared Nancy and George, hugging their friend.

“What about you, George?” asked Nancy.

‘I have to take care of The Claw and my sister,’ she answered. “I will never let them down.”

“What about you Drew?” Bess inquire, “Going to try for Columbia again, or another college?”

“I dont know actually.” Nancy wasn’t reflecting about college right now. Her thoughts were hovering around a blue-eyed man and his sandy hair.

After her mother died, Nancy felt stuck and numb. She only opened again around the time that drew crew formed. She felt like she had purpose again. But now everything was falling apart and Nancy only prayed to not fall into self-destructive habits in the future.

That is what she was considering when Nancy parked her car in front of Nick’s loft. She may not understand the future, but she certainly had an idea that Ace would not leave that easily.

Nancy stood over the same door that she waited for him for over one hour. At the time, she was resentful and disappointed. In the next day she felt neglect and forgotten.

She didn’t know that Hannah and Ace were stuck in the liminal space. Her irritation instantaneously turned into shame and sorrow. How she didn’t realize that he was gone? She couldn’t think of anything else besides that he dumped her. If Ace hadn’t been able to contact Nancy, he could have died.

Nancy didn’t know if Ace had already skipped town, but she need it to lay some dots in the “i”s. She knocked at the loft door. Her breath quickened with fear that she missed the timing (again).

A heavy eyes and messy hair, Ace opened the door

“What you doing here?” he said in a low-pitched voice.

Nancy could glance through his buff body into the loft and saw that it was crowded with boxes and clothes everywhere. She wasn’t ready for this. At some part in Nancy’s brain, she believed he wasn’t really leaving. The sight of him packing complete threw her off guard.

“You are really leaving.” was the only thing she could mutter.

“Did you come here in the middle of night to state the obvious?” he snorted.

“No.” she retorted; Nancy shook her head as if she was trying to arrange words into a full sentence. “I came here to talk to you. May I come in?”

Ace contemplated whether to let Nancy in for a few moments, but he soon moved his body diagonally, opening a space for her to move through. Ace closed the door and paid no awareness to Nancy’s presence, continuing his task of packing.

“Ace,” Nancy stared. “Why are you leaving?” was the simplest question she could think of.

Ace let out a soft laugh. His eyes looked even deeper in the dim lights. “Because it is about time, Nancy.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You joking with me right now, right?” he asked while punching his coral sweater inside a box.

“No Ace, I want you to talk to me.” Nancy took a few wary steps towards his tensed body.

“I’m tired, Nancy,” he said, turning on his heels in her direction. “tired of all this bullshit. I can’t be the guy that will help their friends no matter what, but when I need help, everyone is busy with something.”

“Are you mad at me because of the liminal space? Because I apologised and you claimed it was ok,” she declared, seeking any insights in his eyes.

“I said that you had a lot on your plate.” Ace snatched a roll of tape and close the box that was almost erupting with sweaters. “But that is your default setting, Nancy. You always have something on your plate, you are always running around dealing with everything at once, but you are incapable of noticing me. And if you and everyone else, thinks that I’m going to stand here and watch my friends neglected me, you are all wrong.”

“That is fear speaking, Ace. I- We are always here to help you.” Nancy knew she screwed up a couple of times, but part of her believed Ace was converting his emotion onto her.

“Are you?” he asserted, releasing the tape roll and striding forward. “Let see, shall we?”

Nancy wanted to counter saying that it was too late for “shall we” but she utterly sat in one armchair and nodded for him to continue.

“Since day one I had to prove myself to you, to a point where I got into a car crash where, let’s not skip the part, it detached my soul from my body. I was in that car to prove something to you and after said accident, you had a lot on your plate for us to talk about. And I was ‘ok, it’s a onetime thing, nothing to worry about’ but it went on again with the Aglaeca, and with Bertram Bobbsey, where and when I took my chance and sought for your help but you were to busy with your 200-year-old aunt.” He took a sharp breath.

Nancy was getting apprehensive. Her palms were sweating. She knew that in parts he was right, in others she did had a bundle of things on her plate and Nancy recognized that at the time she did the right thing. But she couldn’t deny his feelings.

“And the last time.” Nancy veered her eyes back to his. They look like a labyrinth that she was gradually losing herself in it. “Where I was stuck for a whole day in the liminal space, and nobody, not a single friend, noticed that I was nowhere to be found. But I can’t get really get mad about these things, can I? Because in the end I’m always about to die and you are always there to save me. But afterwards you always leave me.”

“Ace, I think you are obsessing over the wrong parts,” Nancy said, trying to keep her voice steady. She didn’t want to disregard his feelings once more. “Yes, I’m handling several things, and maybe that is my problem, and you said it yourself.”

Nancy stood up. “I’m always there to save you. You were in the car crash, and I felt terrible afterwards, but we saved your life - especially George. And eventually we defeated the Aglaeca - Bertram Bobbsey went to jail; And about the liminal space, I didn’t think that you were gone because I thought you stood me up.” Nancy widen her eyes in the last sentence, the words left Nancy’s lips like a flood. She didn’t mean to say it.

“See?” he said, shaking his hands up. “After all the times that we have worked together, after all the times I was there for you, you easily jumped to the conclusion that I was going to stand you up. Nancy, I thought you knew me better.

That remark pierce Nancy like a dagger. Her whole body felt the pain and render her speechless. Ace ran his hand through his hair and turned back to his task.

“So that is why you are leaving? Because you think that your friends - because you think I don’t care about you?” Nancy was experiencing a hard time generating a line of thought. Resolving a mystery about a ghost? She could do just fine. Communicating about her feelings, Nancy did not program her brain for that.

“Yes, and no Nancy.” This time Ace didn’t turn around, so it left Nancy staring at the shallow and deep curves of Ace’s shoulder blades as he shifted around. “As I suggested before, I’m just tired, tired of having to bend my way for people to care about me. Actually, better for people to choose me. Every woman in my life, included my mother, chose another person. I was never the priority. I’m not even my own priority.”

Ace sat down on the couch, settling his face into hands and passing his fingers along his hair. He looked up and glared into Nancy’s eyes.

“Every time you said jump, I don’t even ask how high Nancy. And that is not healthy. It took me so long to realize how other people use me. What kind of self worth do I have? I need to find myself, my purpose, self esteemed, and I can’t do that if I’m bound to this place. “

Nancy could relate to finding a purpose. She could take a page from his book and find herself. Nancy felt her heart emptied in her chest. She was enamored with him for a long time. How did she not recognize what he was going through?

“I’m sorry,” she said it. “I’m sorry that I never realized what you were going through until it was too late.”

Ace was still glaring her up. One thing that Nancy was going to miss when Ace was gone was how his blue ocean eyes could see through her soul.

Nancy felt a gravitational pull towards Ace and she kneeled in front of him.

“There is nothing I will say that will change things.” She went ahead, “but I cannot let you leave without saying this to you.” Nancy placed a hand on his knee. “I want you to know that you are wrong. You are the most important person in my life. And for the love of god Ace, you do not know how much I respect you and I’m sorry that it took me so long to say this to you.”

Ace felt his stomach flip. He didn’t know where her speech was going, but he definitely wanted to see. His eyes mellowed, waiting for her to continue.

“I was idiotic to treat you the way I did. Maybe i didn’t know what I was doing. Some times I get so wrapped around my head that I failed to notice the surrounding people. But afterwards, I guess I was just running away. I was so afraid of my sentiments for you, it made me scared, especially of losing you.”

Ace’s brain went haywire. That was certainly something he least expected.

“Feelings for me?” Ace asked skeptically.

“Yes.” After the initial step, the words followed like a waterfall. “It was after the wraith, to be honest. You were there, and some stuff happened. You said a few things that made me realize my feelings.” Nancy let and out a low laugh accompanied by fluttering cheeks. “And you were also in my dreams during the sandman case. You were the instinct that I didn’t fallow.”

“Nancy” Ace wanted to say something, but Nancy waved her head.

“Let me finish, please,” Ace nodded. “I’m a flawed person and I know this, but I don’t want to be an excuse for making you feel this way. I hope that after today, when you leave Horseshoe bay, you will think differently about yourself. You are amazing Ace, you are smart, attentive, very good at using your library card.” Both of them giggled. “And yes, you are always there when I need you, and I’m sorry that I lacked in that department sometimes. But I need you to know that…”

Ace didn’t want her to stop. He cupped his hand with hers, reassuring her to continue.

“Look, I get why you desire to leave and I won’t hold you, even tho every cell on my body is howling for me to tell you to stay. But I know you need space to grow and to discover yourself. You are everything that I didn’t know I craved for. I cannot put into terms what it’s like being around you. And you are so good at everything that you do, that if you put your mind into, you are going to rule the world.”

“That is a lot of pressure, Nancy,” Ace informed her.

“Not for you,” Nancy rubbed Ace’s knuckles, leaving circular paths in his hand. “I will learn from my errors and never take you for granted. I need you to know I love you more than anything.”

Ace darted down at theirs hands together and back to her eyes. He thought that this moment wouldn’t happen. But there she was, the woman he was madly in love with. Not only acknowledging his feelings, but telling him she loves him. There were so many emotions going on inside of Aces chest he could hardly breathe.

“I’m not perfect either, Nancy. I didn’t handle many things correctly.” Ace shifted closer to the edge of the couch.

“Even today, I’m sorry that I took everything out on you. I was acting like my previously decisions weren’t mine. But every time,” Ace halted for a second and concentrated on their intertwined hands, he was making the same gesture as Nancy. “that we got ourself into a life or death situation I have been so mortified of losing you. I want to thank you for the past few months. You gave me purpose and I couldn’t ask for more.”

The air in the room become static. You could only hear their breathing and conjoint heart beats. Ace stride down from the couch sitting in front of Nancy, her knees scraping at his thighs.

“Before I leave, I need to come clean,” Ace said “that night before I got myself trapped into the liminal space, I texted you. I- I wanted to confess my feeling for you. I’m in love you with Nancy, for as long as I can remember. The way you deal with life, how I can see your brain engines working when we are on a case, everything that you do only made me respect, look up to and fall utterly in love.”

Ace didn’t take any time professing his love. He had almost lost her so many times. Nancy felt a wide smile forming on her lips. Her body itched to be closer to him. She wasn’t shocked; she felt relief, finally after all this time, she could unleash her heart’s desires.

Nancy wrapped her hands around Ace’s neck, hoisting herself to be in his eyesight. Her desire came flooding down and she need a second to manage them. She instinctively rested her forehead on his. They lingered like that in silence, taking in one and another. Nancy cupped Ace’s cheeks and said, “We are definitely idiots in love, aren’t we?”

Ace chuckled while his fingers lifted Nancy’s head. “Little bit, but there is nothing stopping us from making up for lost time”

Nancy never saw Ace open a more dazzling smile like the one he offered after finishing speaking. His eyes were traveling around her face, mapping her features, creating a route to her mouth. They were so close that it was possible to see the sparks flying off. Nancy’s body jarred with his closeness. After all this time, she wasn’t losing him again.

For a flash, fear strucked Ace’s mind. He was frightened of this moment being gone, of a ghost or supernatural entity dismantling what they have built so far. But he promptly reminded what was like being trapped in the liminal space, how his heart and body ached for her, how his mind only thought about kissing her. It powered him with enough emotion to close the gap between them. When their lips touched, a murmur of electricity filled the air. As fast as theirs lips found a way on each other, their hands rapidly produced paths on each other body.

Their energy was enough to explode the metaphorical window out of its hinges.

[thevillagequeer]

Could I get a scene of nd!Roger getting a stuffed animal from nd!John? And how he reacts? Thank you ❤

of course luvvie.  i hope this makes you feel better <3

I did make a mention of Beary from @disabled-queen-hc‘s world, because I love him more than anything :) (I also hope you’re doing okay, too! miss you lots!)

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When John presented Roger with the stuffed lion the Sunday before Queen first tour, he wasn’t really sure how to react. Now, Roger rarely did know how to react in general. There was a reason he was the spaz of the band and not Brian.  But…this was different. “And I just know how much you always seem to like holding Beary, and you know I appreciate you asking and all, but I just thought that you’d like your own maybe. Your own Beary.” John had been babbling and Roger only just tuned back in.  He’d been too busy stewing over his own response and combing his fingers through the lion’s mane.  

“Well not a Beary,” Roger muttered, now focused on the stuffie’s plastic nose and eyes. He tapped his fingernail over them, again and again. Nice sound. He did it some more and he felt John go from standing to sitting beside him on the sofa.  

“Unless this is a Beary in drag.” He looked up, finally, and smiled at John.  A real one–with his eyes and his body and everything. Legs bouncing and hands moving.  He didn’t want to admit it, but…he liked this gift.  Roger held up the lion and started playing with it, making it strike funky poses and bop to the radio playing in the kitchen.

“That’s why I got you the lion, Rog. ‘Cause we’re-’cause you’re a Leo–stop that!” He chuckled, hands swinging around happily. “Lions aren’t supposed to like rock n’ roll!”Roger gasped in mock disgrace and started swinging one of his little cloth arms around an air guitar like Pete Townsend.  Now they had both moved up onto their knees and were bouncing on the couch cushions, hair bobbing up and down in time.  John was so happy and bright, Roger wanted to tackle him in a hug.  “If Bearys can like rock n’ roll than so can lions!” 

“Your lion doesn’t have the experience to like anything yet.  He doesn’t even have a name. And you have to at least have a name to have experience.”

Roger frowned and stopped bouncing a moment, holding his lion out in front of him and studying it.  

“He…does have a name.” He argued from behind the furry mane. John smirked and raised an eyebrow, eyes brighter than stars.  “Oh? And what’s his name?” Roger reddened. He…knew this was coming, but he also hadn’t thought this far ahead.  “Ly. Short for…Lion.” He found himself clutching Ly tight and averting his gaze again.  Thank god his new stuffed animal was soft, because he was white knuckling the poor thing.  

“And don’t go saying it’s a bad name ‘cause your bear’s name is Beary and that’s not any better than naming a Lion Ly, so you don’t have any leg to stand on, Deaky.” Roger heart was beating fast, expecting a snarky remark from John.  And now would be the perfect time use it, too.  Roger was lost to think of any decent rebuttal.  He couldn’t feel things and be smart at the same time, not like normal people.  A gentle hand, wearing rings on three fingers, came to rest on the stuffed lion’s head, and pushed it out of the way.  John looked at Roger and Roger looked back from behind his bangs.  He smiled that gap toothed smile made of pixie dust and Roger suddenly felt calmer.  “I think Ly’s a great name.” John shrugged. “All I was going to say was that just because lion’s can’t like rock n’ roll doesn’t mean they shouldn’t.” A glint reappeared in John’s eye and Roger’s lips quirked up a little.  “Hasn’t stopped us.” 

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[interstellarbeams]

i hold you in the heat of the glowing embers (part 3)

fandom: nancy drew (2019), pairing: nancy & ace, rating: g, word count: 1,131

A series of Nace holiday drabbles.

“Hey stranger!” Nancy smiled, lifting the paper cup of hot apple cider above the stile so that Ace could see it.

A whiff of cinnamon and spice teased her senses like the wafting steam escaping into the chill of the winter air as she waited for him.

“Hey.” Ace moved smoothly over to her across the wide expanse of frozen water, the scrape of his ice skates keenly distinctive against the buoyant sound of children’s laughter.

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[interstellarbeams]

on the tip of my tongue

fandom: nancy drew (2019), pairing: ace & nancy drew, rating: t+, word count: 2,482

Nancy confesses to Ace what she really dreamed about after the Sandman case is over.

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[bestillmyslashyheart]

3x03 Coda

How’s the trip home going? ;)

Nancy wasn’t sure why exactly George was using actual emoticons but she didn’t care. She’d had enough trouble trying to keep her feelings for Ace locked down all day and that was with witnesses. She wasn’t looking forward to a multi-hour drive home just the two of them.

Why did you take Bess?

She sent back. George replied immediately.

I wasn’t about to make her sit through the sexual tension

I like her more than you like me

Nancy rolled her eyes.

You didn’t have to come

The three dots showing George was texting stopped then started again.

YOU DIDN”T GIVE ME A CHOICE

Which, to be fair, Nancy had given her a choice. It just wasn’t a very good one.

I can still send Nick that video of you gushing about him last weekend

Nancy could picture George’s scowl perfectly.

I was drunk

You said you’d delete it

Nancy smirked

I will

Eventually

“Everything okay?” Nancy started at Ace’s voice. She turned to him only to find him glancing between her and the road, concern on his face.

“Yeah. Fine.” She held up her phone as it buzzed. “George.”

Ace nodded. “They get home okay?”

“Yup. George and Nick talked to Ted and she’s going to keep running her website.”

“You okay with that?”

Nancy frowned. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Ace cocked an eyebrow. “Being the plucky sidekick?”

Nancy snorted. “I get more than enough media attention these days. George can have all the limelight she wants.” She paused. “Besides. Fan fans have a nice ring to it. What would my fan club be?”

“The Drew Crew?” Ace offered.

“...you came up with that real quick.”

Ace shrugged. “It...might be how I think of us some times.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. I like it. Belonging to a crew.”

“To my crew?” Nancy asked, somewhat jokingly.

Ace looked at her for as long as he dared before turning back to the road and saying, “yes.”

Nancy didn’t know what to say to that. The silence dragged on a bit until Ace cleared his throat. “I’m glad we could help Joe out.”

“Me too,” Nancy agreed quietly. “He deserves peace.”

“Yeah. And to know the woman he loved loved him just as much. Even after all these years, after everything.”

The silence was loaded.

Nancy cleared her throat. “It’s good.” She paused. “To know the people you love, love you back.”

“Yeah.” Ace agreed.

Neither of them said anything else the entire ride back.

[interstellarbeams]

23. don’t look at me like that

decided to use this for Nace — hope that’s okay with you 😆💕

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“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?” Nancy propped her chin on her hand, trying to control the urge to smile broadly.

“Like that. Like you are right now knowing I’m gonna end up going along with your plan.”

“But aren’t you?” Nancy bit her lip, no longer able to control her smile because she knew she was about to get her way.

“Yes.” Ace’s gaze was matter of fact, arms crossed on top of the corner booth table at The Claw. And he would never really be annoyed going along with her harebrained schemes — he was always there beside her no matter what — but he was usually worried when she decided to do something dangerous.

“Come on. We gotta go now, before Horseshoe Bay P.D. shows up first.”

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