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“Cody…” Obi-Wan said softly, his expression shifting. His eyelashes fluttered faintly, a sudden nervousness creeping across his face—an expression the commander had never before seen directed at him. “I… I didn’t think you would do this here, now, if at all. I had perhaps a small idea of your affections after Scarif, but I didn’t believe you would be so bold. Though, with both of us grievously injured, I suppose you thought you had no choice but to be bold…”

Then the Jedi traitor looked at the commander with what could only be described as devastatingly sincere heart-eyes as the tension melted from his jaw, replaced by a relaxed, almost dreamy look. “Oh, Cody… I love you, too…”

Cody blinked once, then twice, then uttered a strangled, “Huh—ghhnnghh…?”
__________

Or: After Cody’s inhibitor chip is accidentally activated early, Obi-Wan, who is Stewjoni, where combat and courtship are often one and the same, mistakes his dear commander’s murder attempts for courting.

Shelves: Star Wars Fics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 34,377
Status:: Completed

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To be or not to be… a werewolf in Ancient Rome.

An epic romance inspired by Shakespeare’s Hamlet set in the early Roman Empire. Blood and swords and scandals and bathhouses and togas, oh my.

Stiles is the heir to Rome making his mark on the frontier of the empire when he encounters Derek, a mysterious barbarian who offers a way to military victory. They face battle, revenge, and imperial plots, and the love and loyalty that grows between them alters the course of history.

Part 1 of A Wolf in Rome's Clothing

Shelves: Teen Wolf

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 129,208
Status:: Completed

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prompt from tumblr:
fic idea where for some reason Bruce (as Batman) has to pick up Alfred and Tim from a public event gone wrong in the Batmobile (Tim was poisoned) and it’s not an emergency but speed is of essence and this is, coincidentally, the first time Alfred has been in the Batmobile when it’s actually moving and he gets to see firsthand how absolutely insane Bruce drives without the need to obey speed limits. and Tim’s puking and generally displeased so Alfred spends the whole ride chiding Bruce to slow down, for god’s sake, only for Tim to chime in from the backseat, between heaves, that this is slow for him, Alfred—

Shelves: DC Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 2,672
Status:: Completed

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Nightwing pulls himself out of the Bludhaven harbor at the end of a long patrol. His equipment is used (well used) and his suit is… tattered. He also has no memory of how he got there. Honestly? That’s just the start of his problems.
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Dick Grayson comes down with a mystery illness. It will become the fight of his life while his family races to save his life.

Shelves: DC Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 72,196
Status:: In-Progress

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The problem is that Tim’s spent the past month or so slowly getting murdered.
(AKA, An AU where Jason never went to Ethiopia, and Tim takes a different road home to the Waynes.)

Part 1 of Like a Hinge

Shelves: DC Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 58,629
Status:: Completed

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A Squib is found dead in a London flat and Harry Potter is on the case. But all is not what it seems as more people start to die of unknown causes. What does The Pale Horse have to do with this? And what does Draco Malfoy know?

Shelves: Harry Potter

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 33,233
Status:: Completed

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Just a series for all my LU fics!
Anthology containing:

Five Times Wild Did Something Wild (and One Time it Didn't Work Out)

“Wild, no.” Twilight whispered, gripping his shoulder, but Wild merely smiled.
“You don’t trust me.” he stated, smile unwavering. Twilight bit his lip, glancing between Wild and the enemy camp. There were half a dozen armed and dangerous Bokolins just waiting for them to come within range, but Wild’s grin made it seem as if the idea of being riddled with arrows excited him.
“I don’t know what you’re planning, but it can’t be good.” Twilight said instead, earning him a huff of laughter.
“You’re no fun, Twi.” Wild simply said, only confusing the other more.
“That is a camp full of bloodthirsty Bokoblins, Wild! There is nothing ‘fun’ about it!”
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Thank you for 1000 kudos!! <3

Every Man Dies Alone

Wild was a skilled fighter, brave and selfless. Sure, he was reckless and at times unreasonable, but everyone had their issues. The group wasn’t concerned about Wild as much anymore, even though the younger still exhibited few self preservation skills. He would hide his injuries, refuse potions, and sneak off into the forest at night and be fine in the morning. No one else noticed, but Twilight worried.

The Sun Will Come Out

Everyone kept telling him not to worry so much, that Wild was capable, that he’d be back soon. All Twilight could think of was the scars painting his cub’s body from his last adventure, of the frequent nightmares, lost memories, self doubt. They’d made progress, but Wild was still only a kid. He wasn’t even nineteen yet, and already had faced more than Twilight could comprehend. If Wild’s first adventure broke him, Twilight worried this one might shatter him.
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Wild leaves the group for another adventure, and returns very different.

Tomorrow

A bright green light flashed, and Wild turned to see a body of mummified skin and bones resting atop a platform, dark eyes fixed on Zelda and arm glowing bright with runes. Wild's heart leapt into his throat as the figure lurched forward, arm reaching for Zelda's frozen form.
Wild didn't think--he stepped in front of Zelda and raised his right arm in defense.

Wet and Wild

“Do you not want to talk about it?” Twilight asked slowly.
“You’ll all find out soon enough anyway, I might as well tell you.” Wild sighed, eyes focused on his boots. “I’m sorta, kinda, maybe dating the prince.” Wild mumbled quietly, shoulders tensing as he finally admitted it.

Legend Has Two Hands

Marin bit her lip to hide a smile and Ravio looked as if he were about to laugh. Legend somehow became even redder, raising his hands to hide his face. As if on cue, Ravio swung his legs over Legend’s lap while Marin leaned in closer, and both placed a kiss on each of Legend’s cheeks.

Scars

“You okay?” Wild asked, and Warriors snapped back to the present with an apologetic smile.
“Yeah, I’m…” Warriors hesitated, and Wild tilted his head before sitting down in the sand beside him. Warriors let out a sigh, lowering his head and watching Wild from his peripheral. “How do you do it?”
“Do what?” Wild asked, and Warriors felt himself beginning to blush as he realized what he was about to ask.
“How are you so confident? Your scars…” Warriors trailed off with a huff, feeling like a jerk. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be asking such a personal question.”
Wild was quiet for a moment, staring out at the distant forms splashing in the water. “I wasn’t always comfortable. With my scars, I mean.”

Throwing Shade

Four had a feeling the minute he returned to his Hyrule things would get real weird, real fast, and there wouldn’t be much he could do about it. He held onto hope that maybe, just maybe, his boyfriend wouldn’t be the dramatic idiot he was and wouldn’t emerge from the shadows like some kind of evil villain in front of a group of heavily armed and trigger happy heroes. He hoped that Shadow would have a scrap of common sense not to jump him the minute he came back. He prayed his secrets wouldn’t be revealed against his will, but he had a feeling all his prayers would be for nothing.

You Can't Buy Love but You Can Rent It

No more taking pity on Mr. Hero, even if he was handsome and selfless and his best customer. No more, or Link might realize he had a crush and never come back, or worse, spread a rumor about Ravio’s willingness to cut a deal if he liked someone. It would be horrible for business, so he swore to himself up and down that night, laying in bed as Link’s kiss still tickled his cheek, that he would never bargain again.

Warriors Shouldn't Have Done That

Legend hid his face in his hands, cursing Warriors under his breath, while Hyrule seemed to shrink in on himself with a bright blush and a horrified look on his face. Wind slumped over the table, his ears bright red.
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Or, Warriors' flirtatious attitude leads to Wind and Hyrule discovering some things about themselves and Legend is tired.

I Am He..?

“Legend, can I ask you something?” Hyrule whispered to the older hero, their eyes briefly meeting as he got his attention. “Ah, but, you have to promise you won’t tease me about it…”
“Sure thing, ‘Rule, what’s on your mind?” Legend raised his brows, and Hyrule looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before he continued.
“I’ve just been wondering, what’s a gender?”
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Hyrule doesn't know what gender is. Unfortunately for him, the other heroes aren't much help.

Hero Through the Ages

“Do you know how old you are right now?” Twilight sighed, letting himself fully sit as the last Moblin fell behind them.
“I’d say about seven… maybe eight years old? Physically, that is.” Wild eventually replied, clenching his small hands into fists.
Twilight's eyes widened in surprise as he looked the kid over again. Wild was small, sure, but eight years old? He’d been fighting with perfect form just a few minutes ago, and the way he was responding to things, the way his hair was cropped short…
“Wild, were you training as a knight at eight years old?” Twilight couldn’t help himself, the fear of knowing the answer not enough to stop his curiosity. Wild jumped slightly at the question, but instead of becoming sheepish, instead of appearing at all upset, he simply cocked his head in question.
“Is that not normal?”
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Wild gets hit with a spell and turns into a child, but he's not as wild as the heroes expected.

The Point of No Return

This was underhanded, cruel, unspeakably evil. It was very much something Dark Link would pull. And Four hated that it worked, he hated that he couldn’t even bluff indifference. Now that Shadow was here in his arms Four would do anything to keep him there.
Dark’s grimace returned in full, knowing force.
“I’m listening.” Four sighed, and Shadow whispered a stream of refusal in his ear that he tried his best to ignore.

Experimental Equations, Or The One Where Wild Uses Glitches

“It’s called a wall clip. No idea how it works, but if I shield surf at just the right moment while jumping towards a wall I can pass through it.” Wild explained, before a haunted look replaced the grin. “Or get stuck inside. That’s not very pleasant.”
Twilight didn’t want to know.
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The group ends up in Wild's Hyrule and Flora shows up with some "experiments" she wants to perform. Cue Wild using glitches and Twilight losing his mind.

To Fulfill His Fate

The hero was dead.
He knew that.
Stupid boy, stop playing hero. You’re just going to get yourself killed.
Link had heard those words countless times across Hyrule. Ever since he’d woken up in that strange stone tomb, voices in his head foreign and begging, ghosts giving him directives, memories long gone poking at the edge of his mind. The hero was dead. He died a hundred years ago.
He failed.
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Wild travels across Hyrule, an unknown and unnamed rogue dispatching monsters in the night. He has no friends, no family, and everyone thinks he’s long dead.

Four Feet of Pure Flirtation

Alright, so maybe Vio had a teeny, tiny, little preference for the brooding type. So what? It wasn’t a crime!
They had the best fashion sense anyway.
And they were hot.
But they were typically villains.
Vio tried not to dwell on these more conflicting thoughts.
---
Four had a problem. Vio liked to flirt. With villains, specifically. It was making his life a bit more difficult than it needed to be, to say the least.

Dream With Me

Legend had been gone for months, but Hyrule stayed strong. His friend--his brother--would return. He had to be sure, for both of them, too afraid of thinking otherwise. In the logical part of his mind he knew Legend had more adventures ahead--not just one, not just two. So he would be fine, absolutely fine, and he’d come back and it would be like nothing had ever happened!
But the longer Legend was gone, the more he worried.
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Legend joins the group after his third adventure but soon leaves to save a mysterious island. He returns a very different person.

A Troublesome Habit

“I cannot believe I have to say this,” Time sucked in a breath, immensely tired. “But there will be no more poisoning yourself on this adventure. And that goes for all of you.”
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The heroes have odd drinking habits. Legend drinks too much coffee, Wind has a flask, and when was the last time Hyrule drank water..?

A Shower to Remember

Enter Time, Twilight, Wild, Legend, Hyrule, Warriors, Wind, Four, and Sky to Untitled Group.
TIME
Good Morr’w To Thee, Boys, I Bid Thee Well,
F’r I Cometh To Thee With A Decree.
Time hast altered thine name to Father Time.
FATHER TIME
Thou Hast Been Summoned To A Shower, Doth
Not Be Absent When The Hour Cometh.
Expect A Letter Tom’rrow From Me.
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The boys are invited to Time and Malon's baby shower. They have one week to plan the ultimate prank (or foil it).
Shakespearean-style Chatfic Edition. Yes, you read that right.

Lessons in Love

“What do you mean by ‘show me the ropes’?” Legend asked, quick, defensive enough to pass as insulted. Ravio snorted, tasting the hot chocolate, and Legend’s eyes were drawn to his lips once more as if under a spell.
“I mean no offense, Link,” Ravio laughed, seeming not to catch the blush on Legend’s face as Ravio used his name. “I just figured you might want some pointers. Flirting, hand holding, relationship advice, y’know? You don’t have to accept the offer by any means!”
Flirting? Hand holding? Legend gulped.
He was already an idiot. Maybe he could play dumb for a little while longer…
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Legend accepts lessons in relationship advice from Ravio as he tries to work up the nerve to confess. Unfortunately they're both idiots.

Beneath the Surface

What most people didn’t realize, just as they had no clue that Link was four or could shrink down to the size of a Minish, is that pulling the Four Sword did more than just split them. Not just four parts, four pieces of one whole with a color assigned to each. A color and an element, for the blade was not just enchanted--he’d repaired it himself using four Elements, crystals embodying Wind, Fire, Water, and Earth. The Four Sword did more than just split him, it imbued each part with one of the elements, abilities both powerful assets and dangerous weapons.
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The Colors have elemental magic to use at their will, but it wasn't always easy to control their powers.

Too Good to Be True

Something wasn’t right about Warriors’ Hyrule. Legend didn’t want to find out what it was.
He feared he already knew.
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Warriors' games aren't canon, and all dreams must come to an end.

Smoke on the Wind

Wind would never tell the others his greatest secret.
It wasn’t something small, like the details of his first or second adventure. It wasn’t even big, like Time’s markings or Wild’s memory issues, things they kept under lock and key for no one to hear the truth of. No, Wind’s greatest secret was massive; a burden he’d been forced to bear on his own the entire time he’d had it.
Wind knew when someone was about to die.

Forever and Always

Legend's eyes traveled over each word, slowly, savoring the time he had before it came to a close. He reached the end of the page too soon. Legend felt his heart skip a beat.

Please write back soon.
Love,
Ravio.

Love.
No, no, what? What did he mean love?
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Legend and Ravio exchange letters until a sudden confession forces Legend to confront his own feelings for the merchant.

Arrhythmic

They weren’t walking fast, just one foot in front of the other in a line, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet Hyrule’s heart was racing as if they were in the heat of battle. He took deep, steadying breaths as the morning wore on, the only thing he knew to try and calm himself. But he was calm, relatively speaking, and the longer his heart hammered away the dizzier and colder he felt.
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Hyrule pushes himself too hard and his heart isn't having it.

Liminal

The wind howled through the open entrance, drowning out the creaking of the roof. Four flicked his blade once more, and the swish of air nearly covered the shifting weight behind him. He paused, looking back, just in time to see the roof caving in as the support beam gave way.

LU Ficlet Collection

A series of my Linked Universe ficlets crossposted from Tumblr!

Second Wind

Four raised his sword swiftly, glinting in the sunlight in multicolored rays.
One body became four, four minds slotted into place--
Except when Green opened his eyes, something felt wrong.
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Vaati is sealed within the Four Sword until the magic breaks, allowing him to burst free. He takes control of Green, and it's up to the rest of the Links to free him before someone gets hurt, or worse.

Ties That Bind

“This,” Shadow pulled out the mirror, waving it around for emphasis a foot from Vio’s face. “Doesn’t work. I got about a hundred feet from those Goddess-forsaken ruins when I started feeling like shit, but when I tried to go back in the mirror--” Shadow waved his hands more, sharp teeth bared. “Nothing! I’m stuck here!”
“That shouldn’t be the case--” Vio began, the pain in his skull lessening enough to let him think. And as soon as he did, the pieces snapped into place, creating a grim picture of his error clear in his mind. “Oh, shit.”
“What? What is it?” Shadow scrambled forward, latching slightly sharp fingers onto Vio’s shoulders. “What did you do to me?”
“It’s actually ‘what did I do to us’, I’m afraid."
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Vio manages to bring Shadow back to the light world, but a small mistake leads to a terrible fate for more than just the two of them... or, an opportunity to strengthen the ties that bind.

Uncanny

He got the feeling that there was something not-quite-right about Four. He got that feeling about Time, a little bit of wariness around Hyrule, too… he couldn’t quite place why. There was something a bit different about the colors of their spirits and the way they held themselves, and like with most things Wind didn’t understand, he figured he would learn the truth someday.
There was something uncanny about him too, after all.
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Four, Hyrule, Time, and Wind all have something not-quite-Hylian about them. Fae ancestry, blessings, curses, and Deity ties all make them different, in ways that only they can recognize...

Shelves: Zelda

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 210,681
Status:: In-Progress

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Peter decides it would be a fun idea to share his experiences as both Tony Stark's personal intern and Spider-Man online for the world to see. He receives a lot more attention than he expected as both Peter Parker and Spider-Man and now has to balance keeping both platforms alive and managing his newfound fame without raising suspicion.

(I will update tags as the story progresses.)

Shelves: Marvel Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 50,011
Status:: In-Progress

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Anthology containing:
i. stabbed
Peter was paying attention, honest.

But the mugger said, “Spiderman, knife to see you,” and then plunged the blade into his side while all Peter could think about was oh my god, did the mugger just make a pun? Then all he could think about was the cold sensation in his side and the way it turned a blistering hot when the knife was yanked from his skin.

AKA the first day of whumpvember, my super late version of whumptober

ii. bloody hands
“He shouldn’t be alive,” Cho had whispered after Peter fell back into a deep sleep. “A person can’t lose that much blood and still be alive.”

As much as Peter was a miracle, he was also one disaster after another, and Tony didn’t know if he could hold out any longer. The kid was pushing himself so hard every night and going home with more injuries than he’d given out. And Tony was getting phone calls every other night, and last night-

He clenched the glass in his hand. He hadn’t picked up. He hadn’t heard Peter’s call.

iii. insomnia
The problem was, Tony was tired to his bones. He was aching and slow and he felt the desperate need to sleep, but it just wouldn’t come. He wasn’t afraid of the nightmares that plagued him when his guards were lowered – no, he’d seen the worst and come back from it.
Tony wasn’t avoiding sleep. Sleep was avoiding Tony.

iv. "no, stop!"
The footsteps had slowed to a stop and Peter could hear the gunner’s breathing, could hear their fingers tapping against the gun. He gritted his teeth. He couldn’t let people get hurt – not when he had a better chance of surviving. But moving would attract the gunner to their class.

In the end, it didn’t matter.

There was a gunman in his school and he’d come for Peter.

v. poisoned
Peter collapsed onto the closest bed and groaned into the duvet.

“Stomach ache, kid?”

“Yeah,” Peter said a moment later, turning his head to breathe. “I think it’s the sushi.”

“I said we shouldn’t buy gas station sushi,” Tony replied.

“But I wanted gas station sushi."

vi. betrayed
Peter was nine when the Strange Things happened.

When his dad, Tony Stark, disappeared for three months straight and no one would tell Peter where he was.

When Obadiah Stane, one of the four people Tony had promised Peter he could trust besides him, tore out his Dad's heart.

vii. kidnapped
He awoke with a sharp intake of breath, unsure if his eyes were really open with the darkness that surrounded him. His ankles weren’t tied together, neither were his wrists – he was on his side, curled into a ball, and there was only a single pinprick of light in the shape of a small hole, all the way down by his feet.

Peter frowned, his mind racing to connect what he was seeing.

Ah, got it. Peter was in a box.

viii. (disco) fever
“Please don’t make me watch this,” Peter whined, moving to lean on Tony as he did so.

“No can do, buddy,” Tony said. “It’s movie night. It’s May’s turn. Law is, we have to watch this.”

“Don’t act like you’re not excited,” Pepper commented, pulling her feet up onto the cushions. “You’ve been humming Stayin’ Alive all day.”

Tony grinned. “That’s because it’s got a great soundtrack. I am excited. May’s turns are the best turns.”

May’s turns were the worst turns.

ix. stranded
“You know,” Peter said conversationally, despite the situation, “my parents died in a plane crash.”

Tony released a harsh breath, turning his head to look at Peter where they laid amongst rubble and ruin on the floor of the forest. “That’s not helping, kid.”

Peter hummed his indifference to that statement. “I’m just saying. The died on a plane crash – I never even flew in a plane until Germany – and now look at us.”

“We’re not dead,” Tony replied.

“Not yet.”

x. bruises
“You are May’s number one priority, you know that.”

“She deserves to be happy.”

“She does,” Tony agreed. “But you make her happy. And I want you to consider this for a minute, okay, because maybe this is something that’ll be important to remember in future, too.” Tony moved from his work, turning his stool so he faced Peter dead on. “If he was hitting you now, what makes you think he wouldn’t hit May later?”

xi. hypothermia
Howard Stark searching and searching, telling tales to a young Tony, too wide-eyed to know what would become of the man in the ice and how his story would loop around his, inexplicable and inextricable.

There was a slither of Tony’s being that wished to go back in time and tell his younger self that he could hate Captain America all he wanted; he should use it as his very own shield, heft it high and carry it always, so when the good Rogers himself swung a punch, Tony would already be deflecting it.

Everything was tinged with blue.

xii. electrocution
On screen, Peter was setting up the device; placing the pads and wires along Tony’s right arm. "Alright, so basically I had my friend, Ned, write out a bunch of questions for us, and we’re gonna answer them. If we answer incorrectly, we get shocked.”

“What?”

“Shocked, Mr Stark.”

“You’re going to electrocute me.”

“Only if you don’t know the answer.”

xiii. "stay."
“Alright, we’re doing Avengers quizzes today.”

“Okay, we’re starting with Which Avenger are you destined for?”

Peter leaned over to see the screen, reading, “Which Avenger is your soulmate. Possible results are: Loki- wait a minute, Loki’s not an Avenger.”

Tony frowned at the screen. “He literally came to this planet to kill us all.”

“I get that he’s attractive or whatever, but he’s like, a mass murderer.”

Sequel to xii. "electrocution" - aka, they're back on the YouTube Shit

xiv. torture
He choked up a sob as the men in masks jolted Tony awake. They’d stopped his heart by accident – at least, Peter thought it was accidental. The way one bitched to the other; slapping him around the head and swearing in a language Peter didn’t understand, made him think it wasn’t on purpose. No, see, they still wanted something and Tony knew how to get it.

Peter didn’t know what it was though. He’d woken up to Tony’s screaming. He’d woken up long after Tony had bargained Peter down from the very same table Tony was being resuscitated on.

“You’re lucky,” one of the men had told Peter in broken English. “He swore he’d never give us a damn thing if even one of your hairs was out of place.”

xv. manhandling
It was an experiment and it was not.
It was Peter, seventeen years old, doing a keg stand in the middle of a crowd of whooping teenagers.
It was Peter, barely even tipsy, downing five tequila shots in a row and running onto the dance floor.
It was Peter, somehow, inexplicably, for one night only: one of the cool kids.
So Ned was, predictably, worried.

xvi. bedridden
Pepper Stark is decidedly not sick, because Pepper Stark doesn't get sick.

So the fact that's she's bedridden for the day means that she's probably dying.

Tony and Peter have a particular responsibility to look after while she's working through the plague.

xvii. drugged
“Well,” the doctor said, “it seems you two can only tell the truth. I’ll call the team in to start working on a fix, but I do recommend you don’t leave the tower in case you say something you usually wouldn’t.”

“I’ll be fine,” Peter said.

The doctor raised an eyebrow but didn’t look at him. “Peter, are you Spiderman?”

“Yes.” Peter blinked. “I see your point.”

(Tony and Peter get truth-serumed and they take full advantage of this.)

xviii. hostage
“Stark,” the gunman said. “Me shooting this kid is the least of your worries.”

It would never be the least, Tony knew. But there was a lot of other worries surrounding it, namely how he’d get Peter out of the situation, and how he was already bleeding profusely from his right shoulder, where a bullet had already pierced into his skin from when the gunners had initially entered.

Peter’s eyes had widened and his breath had caught and a second later he was shot through. He’d dodged, minutely, and it meant all the difference. The bullet would’ve gone straight through the centre of his chest if he hadn’t.

“I’ll be honest,” Tony said, his gun trained on the two, “you holding a kid hostage is pretty high on my list.”

xix. exhaustion
“Peter. You with me?”
“Ya-huh.”
“Alright, care to sit up?” Tony helped heave him up and Peter blinked, slow. He yawned and felt his spine squeeze out every inch of pain it could. “I’d love to have a chat with you about your health and sleeping habits,” he said, “but there’s aliens invading, so do you mind if we do it later?”

xx. concussion
It had happened in gym, when Peter lost focus for a moment and stacked it during the obstacle course, his head slamming into the ground. The entire gym had gone silent when Peter didn’t immediately move, before Coach Wilson raced across the room to Peter’s side, who then groaned quietly into the floor.

Ned had volunteered to take him to the nurse’s station when he counted Wilson’s two held up fingers as six.

xxi. harsh climate
“Morning, Mr Stark!”

“Hey, Pete,” Tony said, slow, nursing a cup of coffee as the holoscreens in front of him ran projections and numbers, one after another.

“Did you see all the snow?” Peter asked, and Tony could hear the wind and distant car horns blaring.

“Uh, yeah, I did. I also saw that you’re in your suit.”

“Sure am.”

“What happened to that little institution called school?”

Peter laughed and whooped. Tony was pretty sure he’d done a flip. “Snow day! School’s cancelled!”

xxii. friendly fire
“There are incoming reports of an attack on the Met. Men armed with guns have attacked civilians and taken hostages. It has been claimed by the Watch Dogs,” FRIDAY announced.

“The who now?” Tony replied.

“The Watch Dogs,” Peter said. “They’re an anti-inhuman terrorist group. How don’t you know that?”

If Tony could’ve shrugged while flying with a spider-child on his back, he would’ve. “Been busy raising an infant or something like that."

xxiii. self-sacrifice
There is one gun.
There is one bullet.
You may not shoot yourself.
Someone must die.
If no one is killed, you all die.
You have one hour.

xxiv. drowning
Tony frowned as he logged into the Baby Monitor app he’d made to connect to the Spiderman suit. Peter’s heartrate was off the charts and he’d been sitting in the same spot on the Brooklyn Bridge for almost an hour.
“I’m fine, Mr Stark.”
Tony hated that he recognised the lie when he heard it. He knew it because he’d sounded the same way before. He’d said the same, defeated I’m fine that Peter was saying, and he knew it meant the opposite.

xxv. restraints
“Daddy says you hurt,” Morgan said, a frown so deep it caused wrinkles between her brows. Peter gently reached out a hand to smooth it out, trying for a tired smile.

“I’m okay,” he promised. “Where is your Daddy?”

She shrugged. “Big idea.”

“He had a big idea?”

Morgan nodded. “Mommy said you wouldn’t like it.”

Peter frowned. This couldn’t be good.

xxvi. broken ribs
"It’s like your rib is just out of position. You just woke up like this?”
“Yeah. I mean, I got punched in that area during sparring the other day – Happy had a field day with it. But, I didn’t feel anything until today.”
Rhodey shrugged. “Bones, man.”
“Bones, man,” Tony agreed, in the same disdainful tone.

xxvii. "i can't walk"
It happened in a crash.

A blinding, blistering pain, then nothing.

The loud screech of metal, the slam of cars against cars against walls. Crumbling brick. Shouts of fear, of pain. The air bag going off, Happy’s grunt.

A flash of light, like the sun, burning into Peter’s retinas for just heartbeat. Then gone, like it never existed. The car shaking, everything shaking.

The blinding, blistering pain, then nothing.

xxviii. seizure
Tony Stark had a seizure that morning.

He had one, he got checked out, told that while it looked like an epileptic seizure, it was actually caused by stress, and was sent back to his room with strict instructions to rest.

Tony Stark, futurist, mechanic, Iron Man, did not do rest.

xxix. caregiver
“Hey!” Peter called when he reached the alley.

Ahead of him was a man in a dark jacket, a knife outstretched, and a short woman with trembling hands, her handbag being yanked into the mugger’s grasp.

“There are young, impressionable minds present,” Peter said. “Please set a good example for them.”

The mugger blinked at him. “What the hell? Is that a baby?”

Peter shrugged, Morgan babbled in his ear. “It’s bring your sister to work day, what can I say?"

xxx. showdown
Mr Stark knighted him. “You’re an Avenger, kid.”

Peter started to smile, and then grew serious. Avengers dealt with the big stuff. Avengers dealt with global threats. Avengers were responsible for an entire planet.

Avengers weren’t soldiers, but this was certainly a war.

Peter had never been fit for battle, but he turned on his heel and followed after Mr Stark anyway. There was a whole planet counting on him now.

Shelves: Marvel Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 68,486
Status:: Completed

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Anthology containing:
Crossroads
Tony finds Peter at a party he shouldn't be at, with people he shouldn't be with.
He has a lot to say about it.

Skewed Perspective
There's Bad Days, and then there's B a d D a y s.
Luckily, Peter's got someone in his corner.

Operation: Bisexual
Peter has something important to tell Tony
(If only he knew how to actually fucking say it)

Trapped
Peter Parker can fight aliens and monsters, no problem.
It's just when it comes to fighting the things inside his head that things start to get difficult.

Speeches 101: A Guide By Tony Stark
Peter has to give a speech in front of his whole year. He may or may not be panicking a little about this.
Tony magically appears. Because Dad-Senses. You know.

Breathe Deep
A deep, primal sort of fear struck him as he took it in. It wasn’t some fancy-schmancy death machine, it wasn’t intricate or even obviously threatening.
It was just water.
But that held the potential for many, many unpleasant things.

Dating 101: Another Guide By Tony Stark
There's 19 hours until showtime.

17

12

Okay. So he may be panicking. Just a little. But it's fine. There's gotta be someone who knows how to do this, right?

It was all Loki's fucking fault
You ever tried making everything you say a statement, rather than a question?
It's harder than it sounds. Way, way harder. And Peter isn't exactly known for being tactful in the first place.
They're in for a fun ride when Loki puts a truth spell on both of them.

Keep Calm & Don't Die
Peter is poisoned. There's eighteen hours until he reaches critical.
Tony gets to work.

It's all in your head
It came back to him in fragments.
Disjointed memories and hazy feelings. Sat there in the cot whilst SHIELD poked and prodded at every part of his body, he could do nothing except think. He could smell it- and he wasn’t sure whether it was psychosomatic or not, but to him it felt very real. Tony’s blood smelt like copper and metal and it was all over his hands.
(Peter gets whammied by alien magic, and Tony pays the price)

Shelves: Marvel Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 58,948

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The not so epic romance of Dorian Pavus of the illustrious House Pavus and Hissrad-- more commonly known as The Iron Bull-- of the Ben-Hassrath.

Shelves: Dragon Age

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 137,918
Status:: In-Progress

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MY PURPOSE , now complete, is to archive the epic series the Mellon Chronicles for readers to continue to enjoy. I do not claim authorship or ownership of any work in the Mellon Chronicles - that belongs to Cassia and Siobhan, and to Tolkien.
As readers may be aware, the original site at which the Chronicles were archived (aragorn-legolas.5u.com) has ceased to exist. I retrieved the all the stories from the online web archive Wayback Machine but I am unsure how much longer they will be available there either. So I am planning on re-posting them all here, in an effort to prevent them from disappearing from the internet altogether. There may be other sites where the works are also archived, but I could not find any from Googling.
In the series, you can find all of the stories in chronological order (that is to say, the order in which they appear in their entirety, not the order in which they were written).
If you appreciate being able to read the Mellon Chronicles here and, like me, do not want them to be lost, please comment and let me know. Thank you to everyone who has already done so, it makes me very happy to know that I'm not the only person who still remembers and enjoys these stories :)
Anthology containing:

Tears Like Rain

The first in the epic Mellon Chronicles.
Mirkwood has suffered tragic losses in the Last Great Alliance, including her King. With the very survival of the kingdom at stake, Thranduil finds himself at deadly odds with his older brother Doriflen. When young Legolas becomes a pawn in his abusive uncle’s ruthless power games, the lies, deception and betrayal risk destroying more than just the young prince’s life.

Captive Of Darkness

The second story in the Mellon Chronicles
When young prince Legolas is sent as an envoy to a neighboring kingdom, things quickly go from bad to worse when treachery rears its ugly head. There are dangerous and deadly things going on in the seemingly innocent realm of Dorolyn and it is up to Legolas and a mysterious stranger to sort things out before an evil more dark than they could begin to imagine is unleashed upon an unsuspecting land.

Hope

Young Aragorn has a nightmare and Elrond comforts him. Aragorn discovers that elves sleep with their eyes open.

Father’s Love

Hurt by the taunts of his young friends, little Aragorn runs away and hides in the forest after breaking his arm, convinced that being adopted means his elven father doesn’t really want him. Elrond and his sons must find the youngest member of their family and set things straight.

Never Alone

Summary:
When 13-year-old Estel is injured, the twins and Elrond remember some other difficult times in their own respective youths and a special gift is given across generations, reminding us that none of us are ever truly alone.

First Meetings

Summary: Aragorn and Legolas meet for the first time. Aragorn is in his early twenties and nearly gets killed when he ignores his adopted father's good advice. Legolas finds him, but must fight the demons of his past in order to help the young human.

Change of Mind, Change of Heart

Summary: Aragorn and Legolas are beginning to become friends, but not everyone in Mirkwood looks kindly on this, or upon they young human ranger. When Legolas’ life is threatened, Aragorn is the one person available who knows how to save him, but will the others listen to him before it is too late?

Exile

Summary: When Aragorn is accused of murder, he and Legolas risk everything, including their lives, to discover the truth. But just how much will justice end up costing?

Return

Summary: Sequel to Exile. Legolas and Aragorn venture into the Mines of Moria to help Balin, only to get more than they bargained for. Meanwhile, Mirkwood is falling into darkness. Her only hope ends up resting in the hands of the two people she has scorned, and Legolas & Aragorn will risk more than their lives to save her.

You Make Me Home

Summary: Vignette. A young Aragorn is injured while out with the rangers. With the more seriously wounded demanding all the immediate attention, Elladan and Elrohir make sure their little brother is not forgotten.

Mistaken Identity

Summary: A dark elf with a burning hatred for men is terrorizing the countryside around Rivendell. Unfortunately, that elf bears a striking resemblance to Prince Legolas. An innocent visit from Mirkwood to Rivendell lands Legolas in more trouble than he bargained for, but he is not the only one, because when the dark elf's deadly designs become focused on Aragorn, everyone finds themselves in danger.

Family Trouble

Summary: A disastrous run-in with some villagers leaves Aragorn and Legolas trapped and in a bad way. To keep despair and claustrophobia at bay, Aragorn coaxes Legolas into telling him a story about the elf prince’s past when Legolas spent some time in his father’s dungeons. Legolas relates why his mother left for the havens and Aragorn finds out that there’s still a few things about his friend he did not know. Meanwhile, time for them is running short...

Vilya

A devastating earthquake rocks Rivendell and the surrounding areas, leaving chaos and heartbreak in its wake. With Elrond on the brink of death, Aragorn runs away, convinced that he is responsible. Legolas must try to find him before the disaster can claim his life as well.
Angry townspeople, a flooding river and the forces of nature conspire against them all, leaving no one unscathed.
The waters are rising, Rivendell is about to be washed away, and the one person who could save her lies dying...

Black Breath

When tragedy strikes, the last thing Legolas wants to do is leave Rivendell and his friends... but when he does, what will he encounter? And will Aragorn be able to save him from it before the elf prince loses more than just his life?

Sickness

Aragorn gets sick and Legolas, coming from a race that does not know illness, tries to understand what that must be like.

The Seventh Stone

When Aragorn and Legolas come into the possession of an ancient map that tell where one of the lost Palantiri is hidden they end up in more trouble than they bargained for, as it seems that everyone wants to get their hands on the stone, no matter the cost. But a more sinister force is at work than even the elf and the ranger realize.

Betrayal

After a long absence, Legolas is finally returning home to Mirkwood. But what will he and Aragorn find when they get there? Trouble more severe than either of them could have ever guessed is stirring in the Wood-elves realm and treachery beyond imagining. The resulting struggle may be more than either the elf or the ranger can handle... and if they can’t, then not only they, but all of Mirkwood is doomed.

Legolas' No Good Rotten Day

Humorous vignette. Legolas has a very bad morning and drags his friend Aragorn into it.

Priceless Treasure

A generation apart, two adventures become one.
While wintering in Mirkwood, Aragorn is taken captive by a bounty hunter with a mysterious objective, leaving Legolas, Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir in a desperate struggle to save the young human before it is too late.
80 years later, Aragorn is King of Gondor, but the shadows of the past do not lie quietly and he, Legolas and Gimli find themselves in their own frightening quest to save Aragorn's young son Eldarion from someone who wants to see the King dead.
Past, present and future converge in a swirling blizzard of events when Legolas makes the ultimate sacrifice for his best friend and a father's worst nightmare comes true... twice.

The Stars of Harad

When Aragorn falls in love with Arwen, it seems that he has done the one thing that could ever divide he and his elven family. Certain that his home is his no longer, Aragorn leaves with the rangers, attempting to forget the heartache of all he has lost... What he did not count on was losing his memory and forgetting *everything*.
Now, to find him, Legolas must join the very men who have captured and enslaved his friend, he must be one of them... and he must pay the dreadful penalty when their confidence is broken.
But if Aragorn cannot remember, cannot trust the elf he no longer knows... will it all have been in vain?

Mind's Eye

Aragorn lost his memory in Harad. It returned, but not all of it returned at once. The healing mind is a funny thing. So when he finds himself somewhere strange, in an unthinkable situation, what is he supposed to think? Where is he? What’s happening? How can he set it right?

Dark Visions

Aragorn is having disturbing dreams about his friend Legolas. When he sees the prince’s death in the Mirror of Galadriel he sets out to try to change the future. Yet it seems that the fates, a ring of horse thieves and a deadly venom are determined to conspire against Legolas before his friend can even reach him. Even with Elrond’s help, will Aragorn be able to keep his visions from coming true?

Traitor

Fifteen years is a long time... a long time in which Aragorn and Legolas have not seen one another. When Legolas is accused of being a traitor to Gondor there are some who would like Aragorn to think that things have changed more than he realizes. Embroiled in a strange mesh of deception and intrigue Legolas’ one chance may rest with his old friend... but will Denethor’s dislike of Aragorn turn the elf into a pawn in more than one game? And can any of them figure out how they are really being betrayed before Legolas and Gondor both pay the price?

Escape From Mordor

Legolas has been sold into slavery in Mordor, but after everything he has been through, his wounded spirit no longer has the strength to endure.
By venturing into the heart of Sauron’s realm, Aragorn puts at risk the thus far carefully guarded and deadly secret of his identity. But if Aragorn does not find Legolas soon, the prince will die; one way or another. Yet even when he is found... can the two friends, alone against all of Mordor, ever manage to escape the death trap of the dark lands?
This is a direct follow on from 'Traitor', you don't necessarily have to read that first but I recommend it :)

The Curse of Angmar

Aragorn and Legolas wanted only to rest and heal after their harrowing experiences in the south. But fate has other plans. Evil has always haunted the Barrow Downs near the Shire, but now strange things have begun happening and many are saying that the wights have awoken to haunt the countryside. Aragorn and Legolas, along with Aragorn’s brothers and fellow rangers, must ascertain the truth of what is going on, but will what they find be more than they can deal with?

Siege of Dread

Rivendell has always been a place of peace. When that tranquility is threatened, it leads to a cascade of events that seek to destroy Aragorn's adopted family. Two mysterious figures from the past become suddenly important and in a bizarre twist of fate, Aragorn and Legolas find themselves faced with trying to save not only the future of Rivendell, but the King of Mirkwood as well... if they can save themselves, first.

Between Darkness and Dawn

Thus far, Aragorn and Legolas repeatedly crossed the path of an ancient evil and managed to escape with little notice taken... but that luck has just run out. The Witch King is very curious about the beings that have twice evaded and thwarted him. He wants to know who they are... especially the human. When he is deliberately poisoned, Aragorn's only hope of survival is to follow the Wraith's summons to Angmar, where the antidote lies. To stay with him now, Legolas must choose to walk willingly into the arms of the darkness that has once enslaved him, and once broken his spirit. Imprisoned by a brutal host, the flame of the ranger's hope begins to dim, even as Legolas struggles to keep it alive.

Never Cold in your Shadow

Vignette. Aragorn and Legolas discuss destiny and why Aragorn let the elf beat him in a sparring match.

Trouble Follows

A day in a rather confusing market place goes a little bit askew for the elf and ranger. Humor. Vignette. Post ROTK

It had to be Caves

To escape royal duties and wedding preparations, Aragorn, Legolas and Arwen go on a little side-trip in Gondor.
Part of the Cave Story Trio.
Other stories in the Trio are:
- It had to be Stairs by Siobhan
- Down and Up Again: The Elves and Ranger's Holiday by Katie (not officially part of the Chronicles)

It had to be Stairs

To escape royal duties and wedding preparations, Aragorn, Legolas and Arwen go on a little side-trip in Gondor. Part two of the Cave Story Duo. The other story is:
It had to be Caves by Cassia

Coronation Jitters

Vignette. Legolas visits Aragorn before his coronation ceremony.

Only The Beginning

Vignette. My slightly extended and appended version of part of the Coronation scene near the end of ROTK. Decidedly Aragorn & Legolas centric.

Cell Number Eight

Legolas is taken from Ithilien by slavers and forced to become an arena fighter. King Elessar, wrapped up in peace negotiations with Harad, doesn’t even know he’s missing. In a dark and brutal world Legolas finds one small spot of hope when he befriends a little human slave child. But nothing is what it seems...

And So The End

AU. No Character Death. We all know how the fellowship ends... or do we? Legolas takes Aragorn to see the ship he and Gimli have built to leave for the havens... but he’s got a happy secret that Aragorn is about to discover; something the King had thought impossible.
For anyone who has ever cried their eyes out over the way the appendixes ended the fellowship. :o)

Remember How to Smile

Aragorn takes Legolas to Rivendell hoping that the warmth of friends and memories can help the Prince balance the sea-longing that’s tearing him apart. While they gather with family and friends they share stories of the past and try to figure out the future. But can you only appreciate what you had once it’s gone?

Shelves: Lord of the Rings

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 1,383,320
Status:: Completed

Summary

When Derek Hale becomes the headmaster of the prestigious Beacon Hills Academy, the staff revolts. He ends up having to fire several faculty members and hire new teachers to replace them. He has the hardest time filling the Theater Teacher position. When a young, well-qualified individual applies, Derek quickly sets up the interview. He finds himself attracted to the Stiles from the very first moment, but doubts whether or not he'd be a good fit for the Academy. Necessity twists his arm and he takes a chance and hires him, hoping that he won't grow to regret that decision.

Shelves: Teen Wolf

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 54,386
Status:: Completed

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Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! by Bangs_Coffee_Fandoms_Unite

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types

Summary

The Beast That Wears the Man by asyndetonic

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Summary

6:32 by TheResurrectionist

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

Summary

Unknown Origins by writergeek

Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, DCU, DCU (Comics), Nightwing (Comics)

Summary

Like a Hinge, Like a Wing by Ultrageekatlarge

Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics)

Summary

And I looked, and behold-! by dwell_the_brave

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Summary

Linked Universe Fics Anthology by AideStar

Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Four Sword Adventures, The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords

Summary

Spider's Rise to Fame Online by fabulousweirdo

Fandoms: Marvel, Spider-Man - All Media Types

Summary

it's okay, we're okay Anthology by tempestaurora

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Summary

Listen up, Kid Anthology by itsallAvengers

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Summary

The Demands of Good Men by hoboshorts

Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition

Summary

Mellon Chronicles Series - COMPLETE Anthology by mellon_chronicles

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, Lord of the Rings - Fandom

Summary

Fast Times at Beacon Hills Academy by lavieboheme0919

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Summary