#fan fics
:/ please request some fanfics I’m bored
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Hey my loves it’s been a while. Most of you prob know that I write fan fiction for the sterek fandom (Your First,White Ferrari). I have sooooooo many more ideas for fics (including a sequel to Your First) but my time is very limited and I’m having a hard time structuring plots. If anyone is interested in being a co writer or just can be someone I bounce ideas off of please let me know! If not share this with your followers por favor :)
you look good in pink
[read on ao3] | buddie | 2k | gen
Eddie glances down at Mrs Delaney, who’s watching him with a more-than-amused smile. “He’s rather attractive.” she says. “Are you going to introduce me?”
Even Eddie can’t help the small chuckle that escapes him at that. With a shake of his head, he squeezes her shoulder and gestures towards the 217’s captain. “Sorry, Gloria. This is Buck. My idiot husband I was telling you about.” He steps around her bed, moving to stand closer to Buck and giving his face a careful once over. There’s a cut just above his eyebrow that’s steadily bleeding out. “Who’s going to come with me, right now, so I can fix him up.”
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or, Eddie is a nurse and Buck is his stupidly cute husband, who just so happens to be the captain of the 217
this is for @on-maars who not only encouraged a captain!buck fic but also basically came up with this whole idea so send your thanks her way
i literally wrote this in just over an hour so if it sucks i apologise but it was fun to write so also i’m not that sorry
episode 7 has a missing scene where after they agree to be co-captains and they’ve had their nightcap ed turns to stede and is like
“lucius told me you did this for me”
and stede is afraid even without fully knowing why, caught out and embarrassed and ready for rejection and ed continues like -
“it was cool. no one’s ever planned a thing like that for me. but listen. listen.”
and stede is listening, ready, waiting -
“i hate nature. i hate nature so fucking much. plants are fucking diabolical with their roots and vines and snakes that look like vines and god forbid all the fucking insects so listen. listen. don’t ever. take me outside again. not on land. we could have had a nap man.”
and stede is now trying not to laugh because he is taking this seriously, ed is communicating a strict boundary with him, but his voice is sulky and he’s gesticulating and the look on his face -
“right, quite right, it is a bit - undignified -”
“abso-fucking-lutely. totally outside our fucking dignity, to be tromping around like landlubbers.”
“but napping, really? i thought you would be looking for an adventure, is all?”
“psh. what’s more adventurous than a nap on this fucking couch, mate, on this ship? you ever tried to sit down for ten minutes, get a good nap in? ’s like all the problems in the world come rushing in the second you try for a nap.”
“you know, i’ve never considered it in that light. it would be a bit of an adventure, trying to find enough peace and quiet for a nap, wouldn’t it?”
“that’s what i’m saying!”
and thus many adventures in competitive napping (aka napping together but its not gay its a competition we swear) were had.
Question for people more familiar with AO3 then I am. Does posting a story to the Anonymous Collection guarantee that your username won’t show up on the fic?
I created a draft, but my user name is still in parenthesis under anonymous. Or does that just show up for me?
