They aren’t the same people they were, but they are.
Source: Keeping You In Sight, by LovelyPoet – Drive Me Crazy (1999) [Archive of Our Own]
A lovely bit of post-canon for this cute 90s teen rom-com.
They aren’t the same people they were, but they are.
Source: Keeping You In Sight, by LovelyPoet – Drive Me Crazy (1999) [Archive of Our Own]
A lovely bit of post-canon for this cute 90s teen rom-com.
It wasn’t romantic by normal standards, she supposed, but it was purely Snow and Charming. Battered, bruised, and dirty after a skirmish, hiding in what was essentially a hole in the ground, but it was a very fitting getaway for a bandit princess and a shepherd turned prince on the run.
Source: Discussing Strategy, by Limax25 – Once Upon a Time (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
A perfect first time fic. Headcanon accepted.
David walks her home. It’s hardly discreet, but he is a gentleman and she is the woman who saved his life. They’re friends. That’s all. Friends. The platonic type. No benefits whatsoever. Nope. None. None at all.
She reminds herself of that as she scrapes her key into the lock and lets him inside.
Source: An Apple, a Kiss, by WhiteLadyoftheRing – Once Upon a Time (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Canon-divergence. This is lovely, especially the way their memories echo.
He sighs, his forehead leaning against hers. His voice is warm and inviting. “Snow …”
“Charming,” she says again, more tenderly now. “We can’t — you know we can’t stay like this forever. Tomorrow–”
He cuts her off, kissing her softly then nudging her nose with his own. “But we have tonight.”
Source: Momentum, by WhiteLadyoftheRing – Once Upon a Time (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
I’m very late to the OUAT party, but here I am. 🙂 This fills in some gaps between Snow and Charming’s parting after the troll bridge and her coming to stop his wedding.
Charles is indeed the perfect candidate for this particular fanvid favourite song. This is cheeky and so much fun.
A beautiful tribute to one of my early OTPs, chronicling the ups and downs and epic love of Liz and Max.
“I think she needs to be alone right now,” he says. He doesn’t need to explain any more than that, because Octavia understands, that there is no alone anymore between him and Clarke – hasn’t been since he held her the night she thought her mother had died, since she told him she needed him, since they became king and queen of their ragtag group of idiot kids, since he realized that nothing feels safe without her walking two steps behind him, thinking three steps ahead.
Source: i came here for sanctuary, by orphan_account – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
After Finn’s death Clarke runs – and Bellamy follows, because of course he does. Lovely fic that rings very true. Honestly I kept expecting the show to go exactly this route. Explicit.
His hands are calloused and warm, and his fingers are strong. When he tugs, Clarke stumbles forward, catching herself with her other hand in the center of his chest, over the pounding beat of his heart.
She stops right before she kisses him, her upper lip slightly curled, her teeth bared. Then her hand curls into a fist in his shirt and she steps back, pulling him with her. Her back collides with the rough bark of a tree. Bellamy crowds her, all broad shoulders and muscled arms caging her against the wide trunk. He’s still bending toward her, their mouths only a few inches apart. Neither one of them bridges the gap.
Source: Fine Lines, by ladyofrosefire – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
I’m not normally into hate sex, but wowza, very early days!Clarke and Bellamy sure manage to hit my buttons…
Oh, this is glorious! These two deserved better. (Especially Nat, obviously.)
A gorgeous look at this complicated, compelling relationship.