I have noticed that I never did a post saying which ones are my favorite ships from different shows and movies, so I want to do it now 😅😊.
I have liked a lot of ships, but there are a few that I love so much, so those ones are my faves.
I made a few collages to include them all, that I'm gonna show (I'll include their names and the show/movie where they belong too):
Marvel:
- Wanda & Vision, she's a witch and he's a robot with human mind.
- Sylvie & Loki , they're the versions of each other but from different universes, so they're soulmates.
- Peter & MJ, Spiderman and his human girlfriend.
- Elsa & Jack, she's a monster's hunter and he's a werewolf.
- Agatha & Rio, she's a witch and she's the Death herself in "human" form.
Spanish TV shows:
- Sandra & Culebra ("Los protegidos"), her power is to create/control electricity but she can't control it, so she can't touch the person that she loves, he has powers too and he's in love with her too.
- Lu & Valerio ("Élite", Netflix), they're half siblings and they grew up together but anyway they fell in love.
- Asia & Koldo & Jon ("FoQ la nueva generación"), they're a canon teen throuple (the 3 of them are together in a romantic relationship).
Hollywood TV shows:
- Simon & Izzy ("Shadowhunters"), she's a demon's hunter and he's a vampire that used to be human.
- Cheryl & Toni ("Riverdale"), wlw, ennemies to lovers with happy ending
Hollywood movies:
- Jack & Rose ("Titanic")
- Anne & Philip ("The greatest showman"), she's a trapeze artist that's discriminated because she's black, and he's a rich boy whose family don't approve their relationship. They fall in love working in their Circus.
- Jack & Lula ("Now you see me 2 & 3"), they both are magicians that use their talent to steal from criminals to give it back to the real owners.
** Special mention to Castle & Beckett ("Castle"), and Morgan & Kardec ("High potential").
It's been a while since I've written anything outside of my, @abirdie's, @lisseim's, and @onbearfeet's sprawling collaborative Midnight Sons series.
Inspiration struck, so here we are. 😊
Here's the first scene of the fic, which is the latest in my Bittersweet Symphony Marvel AU. This is about half of the first chapter, which will go on ao3 when it's ready. Enjoy!
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Elsa heaved an impatient sigh from her seat 30 feet up a ponderosa pine at the edge of the clearing. She wished she’d packed her camping mat in her rucksack; the tree’s rough bark was less than comfortable.
The top edge of the full moon crested the tree-covered ridge a quarter mile away, better lighting the area she’d been hired to stake out. Scowling, she swept her eyes over wildflowers ringing a spring-fed pond and the ramshackle cabin on its far side. With insects singing, a cool breeze tugging at her dark hair, and the water’s surface mirroring the stars overhead, Elsa understood why the cabin had been built in a remote part of Arizona’s Bradshaw Mountains. It was an escape from the modern world, even more so than her and Jack’s cottage a short distance from Bloodstone Manor.
The Bloodstone’s gold chain and setting shifted under Elsa’s shirt as she retrieved her phone from a side pocket of her hiking pants. The device had signal thanks to the small city of Prescott only ten miles to the north. After entering her pin, she swiped to the texting app. “You should have come,” she typed. “It’s beautiful here”
Setting her phone face-down on her thigh, Elsa dutifully watched the clearing. Grasses and flowers rustled on the south side of the pond, likely from a fox.
Her phone vibrated. She flipped it over to read her mate’s reply: “he sed no. we mis u”
Elsa grinned; Snow was getting the hang of writing bit by bit. Jack was right there with the wolf, she was sure, but Snow was doing the typing on their latest burner phone. Werewolf claws were tough on touch screens.
“I miss u too,” she replied. “Peterson’s a wanker. His drone video was shit. It was probably a bear or a hunter trespassing”
Snow replied with a thumbs up emoji.
Since the app showed that the wolf was still typing, Elsa returned attention to the task at hand. If not for her client’s connections to fellow wanker Michael Haas, she wouldn’t have taken the job at all. She’d rather be with her mate or doing something productive. Preferably both.
The phone buzzed in Elsa’s hand. She read, “be safe <3 we hunt”
In her mind’s eye she saw Snow’s furred, bulky form prowling the Bloodstone property, the higher elevations of which resembled her current location, and was tempted to join him. A half hour hike would bring her back to her motorcycle, and an hour’s drive back home.
Movement in the clearing grabbed Elsa’s attention. She looked up in time to see a fish wriggle a foot above the pond’s surface before splashing into the water.
Elsa sighed. At least she was being paid well to observe wildlife.
“Love you,” she texted. “I’ll check in from time to time”
Snow sent another heart emoji, then went idle.
The moon climbed higher in the sky as Elsa watched for whatever Peterson’s drone had recorded two weeks earlier. The tech bro seemed equally hopeful and anxious that the rugged land he’d purchased 100 miles north of Pheonix was home to the Mogollon Monster, Arizona’s version of Bigfoot.
In her 42 years, Elsa had seen many things supernatural. Bigfoot hadn’t been, and never would be, one of them, she was certain.
