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hannaswritingblog · 1 year
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Headcanon: being Jacques Snicket’s daughter raised by VFD
Fandom: A Series of Unfortunate Events
Requested by anon [x]
A/N: I'm sorry that I kept you waiting for so long and the headcanon still turned out a bit short after all this time. I hope you like it anyway!
Even with all the volunteers still keeping together, it's a tough business to be in the organisation
But it's always been important to your father that the cause they fight for is great and noble
That's why he never kept it a secret from you, even when you were quite young
Moreover, he might believe it's better this way, to expose you to the VFD early so you can learn what to expect when you're older
Often it's easier for him too, to have a group of people supporting him in raising you, helping you learn and gain experience
Starting with his siblings, your uncle Lemony and aunt Kit
They're always there to support their brother in raising his daughter
You form a close bond with Kit who becomes your role model
She helps you navigate the world as a girl who still has a lot of growing up to do
And also shows you how to be a strong woman who can defend her friends and herself when necessary
That doesn't mean you don't spend time with Lemony and Jacques
Especially your dad always makes sure you have enough of his attention
Despite making the final decision to never shelter you from VFD, he's very protective of you
He's doing his best to make sure that the evil you might come across doesn't get to you
To balance out the fact you're learning all the time and preparing to help VFD in extinguishing fires, he allows you to attend the parties organised by the group
So you can see there's time for hard work, but also for some fun
Both Jacques and Lemony always have at least one dance with you at each party, so that you feel included
And to show everybody that you're primarily one of the family, a true Snicket
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Lemony Snicket doesn't have anything against fan fiction but doesn't like reading it because it's "hard, like looking at old photographs". - confirmed at 25th anniversary of A Series of Unfortunate Events, signing 18/04/2024, Waterstones Picadilly, London, UK
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frost-queen · 2 years
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Affectionate girl |Headcanon
Requested by: anon Forever tag: @missmelodramatic​, @theletterhart​, @alex--awesome--22​​, @elllie-does-the-posts​​, @floatlosers​​, @merlieve​​, @queen-of-books​​, @glimmering-darling-dolly​​, @denkisclown​​, @wildieflower​​, @meyocoko​​, @bubblybrianna​​, @justanothercoco​​, @idkwhatmyusernam​​,  @subjecta13-thefangirl
A/n: I decided to make this in a headcanon since my health is bothered with the common cold which is driving me crazy. 
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𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑐𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠, 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑚. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑤?
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑚 & ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐴𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝐻𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑙 𝐷𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠, 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑂𝑙𝑎𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑚𝑒𝑛.
𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝑑𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑤.
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑑 ℎ𝑢𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑛𝑜𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑.
𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑧𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝐴𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟. 𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑘𝑦 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚.
𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑, ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ. 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑦. 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑦 6 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛. 𝐵𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑘, ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑓𝑢𝑙.
𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑏𝑦 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠, 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑝...
𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑚.
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hayleythesugarbowl · 11 months
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jacques snicket x reader headcanons
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a/n: jacques headcanons let’s goo!! I’m a little obsessed with this man. hope this reaches someone who enjoys it <3 🍒🎀
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dating jacques snicket would include…
ok so he met you at a vfd party
we’re all picturing that netflix one, it’s ok
(the vibes where there what can I say)
and anyway couldn’t take his eyes off you 
so of course he had kit introduce you guys 
he bought you a drink and you two hit it off
he loves complimenting you vía lines from famous poems 
you absolutely listen to frank sinatra together 
when you guys go to vfd functions he never leaves your side 
and always has a hand on your back or waist 
he makes you tea
always insists on driving 
he loves it when you run your fingers through his hair 
also you just sit up for hours talking 
or reading 
he gives great massages 
kit becomes like your sister 
and lemony loves you too in his own way
the entire organization teases you two
which jacques pretends to hate
he’s definitely a gentleman like he insists on giving you his jacket and opening doors for you 
he’s the most protective man like—🤚
his hugs are the best 
he definitely calls you love and sweetheart 
just imaging falling asleep with you’re head on his chest as he strokes your hair
he writes the sweetest coded-letters to you when one of you is away doing vfd stuff
“jacques, you know we’re not supposed to be communicating with each other. it could jeopardize the mission!”
“i’m sorry, love, but I couldn’t bear not to hear from you. don’t worry, I made sure to cover my tracks. nothing’s going to happen, i’ll always protect you.”
he would actually do anything for you and it’s so cute 
this man is just in love with you and you’re so happy together <3
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this!! love jacques and this fandom sm ☕️🩰💌
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library-child · 5 months
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20 Questions for Fic Writers!
Thanks for the tag, @thefinaljediknight
How many works do you have on AO3?
Four
What's your total AO3 word count?
10,370
What fandoms do you write for?
A Series of Unfortunate Events/All the Wrong Questions by Lemony Snicket and The Secret Series by Pseudonymous Bosch.
What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Associates (A Series of Unfortunate Events/All the Wrong Questions)
Without Shedding a Tear (The Secret Series)
Unsafe Territory (All the Wrong Questions)
Places (A Series of Unfortunate Events/All the Wrong Questions)
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I usually do in order to show my gratitude that someone took the time to leave a comment.
What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
It's either Places or Without Shedding a Tear. I can't quite decide which one oozes out more misery.
What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Associates. Well, to be fair, it's been my only fic with a happy ending thus far.
Do you get hate on fics?
Fortunately not.
Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
No.
Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I don't write crossovers, but did imagine some insane mashups of basically all the media I ever consumed as a kid. And sometimes, I scribbled them down. Those were dark times.
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
No. Is that a thing?
Have you ever had a fic translated?
Not yet.
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
No.
What's your all-time favorite ship?
I don't ship. Romance isn't my genre.
What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I am lucky enough to no longer have such a thing.
What are your writing strengths?
Definitely dialogue. Give me two arguing characters, and I'm happy. Conflict, story, it's all there.
What are your writing weaknesses?
Descriptions. They're the curse of my existence.
Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
This one is tricky. I haven't written dialogue in a different language from the rest of the fic before, but I'm not an English native speaker, so you might say I'm writing dialogue in another language all the time. Thoughts? Dialogue is the easy part.
First fandom you wrote for?
Depends on how you define writing. Technically, it was a children's book called Peter and Anneli's Journey to the Moon, for which I scribbled down my ideas for a sequel when I was six. (Again, dark times.) The first fandom I actually published for was The Secret Series.
Favorite fic you've ever written?
What a cruel question! How can you expect anyone to choose between their babies?! If I absolutely had to choose, I'd probably pick Without Shedding a Tear, because it was the first fic I published, the one that ignited the spark. And because the Secret Series fandom is so tiny it needs some extra sympathy.
Tagging (no pressure), @volunteerfelinedetectives, @dragoneyes618, @acacia-may, @jacobsnicket, @accidentallylita, @cleverqueencommander, @tangentiallly, @sianitha-snicket, and whoever else wants to play!
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onlyfreds · 2 years
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Hi Gabriella! I am mostly new here, but I have read your fics and they really stole my heart 😊. Could I request a 🎉 for Klaus Baudelaire with the song Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley?
Nela 💜
Thank you so much Nela! This means so much to me! 💖 Thank you so much for requesting this and I had fun writing it.
A/N: This is my first Klaus fic, so I hope you like it!
Can't Help Falling in Love | K.B.
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It’s been a while since Klaus has been in the city, considering the fact that he had been staying at an isolated island for the past few years. 
They had decided to wait until Violet had come of age before returning back to the rest of the world, considering their history would give them a hard time in finding a job and the fact that they had a toddler to sustain.
After a long journey, the four of them finally reached the dock - they had yet to find out what city they’re in but at least they were on land. 
Violet picked Beatrice up, not bothering to anchor the boat to the dock as they won’t be needing it anymore. 
“I guess we have to stop by the bank first.” Violet mused.
“Yeah,” Klaus agreed, holding on to Sunny’s hand, “Then we can try to look for a place to stay.” 
“Or something to eat.” Sunny added. 
The Snicket and three Baudelaires waved their way through the traffic, stopping once they had found themselves in front of the building that had the name Sunside Banking glittering under the sunlight. 
“I guess this is it.” Violet said, exchanging a look with her brother. 
Pushing the glass door, they were hit with the cold air coming from the air conditioner. A nice lady immediately assisted them without question.
Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad after all.
The bell gave a small ding as Klaus pushed open the door, he saw an ad saying that the store needed an extra helper so he decided to take a chance. 
Breathing in the familiar scent of books and looking around at the tall shelves, Klaus felt like it was his lucky day - something he hasn’t felt in a long time. 
“How can I help you?” A voice suddenly said, pulling his attention towards the counter. 
Now he knew what the poets were talking about: how he would feel that the breath had just been knocked out of his lungs, how everything else would fade away and you were the only one his brain could focus on, how he would feel his heart racing faster than the speed of light.
To put it short, it was wonderful. He never felt this way with Isadora Quagmire, his first love, or with Fiona, his first heartbreak. It was like having a crush but make it ten times better.
“Hello?” Your voice brought him out of his trance. “Are you okay?”
He chuckled, running a hand through his hair, “Yeah, I was actually planning on applying for the job opening?” 
“What’s got you smiling like that?” Violet asked her brother with an amused smile. 
Klaus shrugged, mind still occupied with the thought of you, “Nothing. I already told you - I got the job.” 
Violet nodded, putting a blanket over a napping Beatrice, “Yeah, but your smile is telling a different story.” 
“He’s in love.” Sunny walks into the room, carrying a tray of freshly baked cookies.
“Aha!” Violet exclaimed as Klaus gave no protest to Sunny’s claim, “Who is she?” 
Klaus sighed in defeat, taking a cookie from the tray, “Her name is Y/N and she works at the bookstore I just got a job in.” 
“That is literally your dream meet-cute.” Violet teased. 
“You didn’t ask her out, didn’t you?” Sunny said. 
“Of course I didn’t.” Klaus defended, “I just met her - why would I? She might think that I’m some sort of creep.
It’s been three weeks since Klaus had first met you and things have been going smoothly so far. 
Violet had been egging him to tell you how he feels and he already did his research to try and ease his mind. But it’s like no one can agree on the perfect way to ask a girl out.  
The two of you were busy shelving the new books that had just arrived that morning. 
Truth be told, he didn’t have a hard time making conversation with you, frankly it was the opposite. He loved talking to you, he loved picking your brain at topics that he couldn’t discuss with Violet or Sunny due to their different interests. 
“I just thought of a quote.” Klaus suddenly said out of the blue, picking up another stack of books from the box, “I can’t really remember where I read it but it goes ‘Wise men say only fools rush in’-”.
“‘But I can’t help falling in love with you.” You finished, looking over at him with a smile.
“Yeah.” Klaus cleared his throat, ignoring the heat rising up to his cheeks as he returned to the task at hand. 
A moment of silence passed between the two of you before you spoke up.
“Was that your way of asking me out?”
“I-I. It was. Probably?” Klaus always seemed so composed, this was the first time you saw him trip over his words. 
“It’s okay if you just want to stay friends, I just really wanted to-” He was once again interrupted but this time, by your lips on his. 
“Wow.” Klaus breathed out afterwards, making you giggle, “Please tell me I’m not dreaming.” 
“Nope. Nope at all.” You answered, fixing his glasses that had been knocked askew. 
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prettymuchpotter · 24 days
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Fanfic Requests: Open!
My fanfic requests are open! I write for many fandoms, and am comfortable writing SFW and NSFW. Please read this before sending in a request, as I do have some requirements/preferences when writing. Here is a masterlist of what I've already written, and it will be continually updated until stated otherwise. List of fandoms I write for and request preferences below the cut.
Fandoms:
Resident Evil [both the games and the CGI movies]
Toontown [Online, Rewritten, Corporate Clash]
Baldur's Gate [2 and 3]
Call of Duty [Modern Warfare 2 and 3]
Dead by Daylight
Outlast [entire series, excluding Outlast Trials]
Nancy Drew [games and classic book series]
Harry Potter*
Criminal Minds
Northern Exposure
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Grey's Anatomy
Overwatch
I can write for any character and pairing in these fandoms, and I'm open to writing x reader and x OC as well. These are all fandoms I've been in for a while and am most comfortable with, however I've dipped my toes into other fandoms throughout the years, so even if the fandom isn't on this list, it's totally okay to send an ask to see if I'll write for it. [* Harry Potter is no longer my main fandom due to JKR's treatment of trans women and her disgraceful way of targeting and attacking individuals who call her out, but I will still write for Harry Potter. It was my hyperfixation for seven years, and despite how I feel about JKR, I still enjoy the Harry Potter universe and have ideas for things I want to write for it. Requests sent for Harry Potter fics will be moved behind any other fandom requests, simply due to wanting to continue to have some distance between myself and the bulk of the fandom (if that makes sense?)]
Important information to read before sending a request:
When sending a request, please try to be as detailed as possible! You have the idea in your head, and I'll write it, but I want to make sure I include everything you want so that means I need to know all the cool ideas you have.
Anonymous requests are fine. However, if you're requesting NSFW, please do not submit the request as an anon, because I need to verify that the request is coming from an adult. If I receive anonymous requests for NSFW fics, they will be ignored.
On the topic of NSFW, please do not request NSFW of minor characters. This shouldn't even have to be said, but I will not write it.
I'm perfectly fine with writing angst and dark topics. They will all be tagged accordingly when posted. If I miss a tag/forget to flag something triggering, please let me know!
Requests to write x reader and x OC are perfectly fine. If you're requesting x reader, please be as specific as possible when sending your request when it comes to how you envision the reader in the fic. I understand the frustration of never finding a reader insert fic that resonates with who you are, so I never want to be that writer that doesn't include every kind of person in their reader insert fics.
Request all kinds of things! Any ship you can think of! Any plot you want! Most fics will be oneshots for the sake of being efficient, but some plots that grab me will be series.
My requests will be open for an indefinite period of time. Please be mindful that I have mental and physical health issues that may limit the speed at which I get to your request, but I'll do my best to get to everything as quickly as possible. Crackfics will remain on this site only, but serious fics will be crossposted to AO3 and Wattpad (prettymuchpotter on both of them).
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multifanderwrites · 6 days
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During Harry’s first year at Hogwarts, Pesach is difficult for him. He’s lonely as a Jewish student there. It’s awkward for him to eat matzoh in front of the other kids while they still eat bread. But year two is better for him because Naomi’s there! They eat matzoh together, even though Naomi hates it because of how much it limits her food choices. And by the time year six rolls around, the Baudelaire siblings have joined! And Pesach is far less lonely! And plus, baby Dawn is there too!
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sincerelyhannahx · 8 months
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There are a lot of fanfictions I've wanted to write over the years but, for one reason or another, never did. So, because I likely won't get around to writing all of them, here they are:
Stupid Cupid | Gil Rizzo
Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies
MC: Cheryl "Cherry" Calhoun
Face Claim: Mia Goth
Trope: Childhood Friends to Enemies to Lovers
I still want to write this one but with the show being cancelled, the excitement has sort of died down and I don't know if my motivation would last long enough to finish it. Paramount + remains Enemy #1.
Summer Nights | Eddie Munson
Stranger Things
MC: Juliette "Jules" Forrester
Trope: Forbidden Love
I'd already written an Eddie-fic based on Season 4 so this was going to be starting from Season 2 and not as involved with the actual plot of the show. But then my obsession with Stranger Things moved on and I never got around to writing it.
The Melancholy Montgomery | Klaus Baudelaire
A Series of Unfortunate Events
MC: Delphine "Delphie" Montgomery
Face Claim: Madison Bailey
Trope: Friends to Lovers
I actually started writing this one but I think its saved on my old laptop, which would be an absolute hassle to try and get onto. I probably wouldn't continue with it anyway just because I'm a lot older than when I started (I think I was 13/14) so the Melancholy Montgomery will unfortunately remain in my head.
Tale as Old as Time | Anthony Bridgerton
Bridgerton
MC: Donatella Sedgewick
Trope: Beauty and the Beast Retelling
Honestly, the motivation for this one is still strong, I just don't have time to start anything new right now so its on the back burner until I do.
Red Ribbon | Kaz Brekker
Six of Crows
MC: Saskia Hertzoon
Trope: Enemies to Lovers
Technically, I didn't even start properly plotting this one, I just got the idea, but I thought I'd include it anyway. I still like the idea and the little story I had planned but the Grishaverse and Six of Crows plot are so complex that I'd have to really put effort in and I've got my hands full enough with Obliviate.
| Leo Valdez
Heroes of Olympus
MC: Adrienne "Addy" Lawrence (Daughter of Nike)
As it turns out, I have 11k words of this already written, so maybe it'll make a comeback when the PJO show comes out. I don't even remember writing for this so who knows why I stopped.
The Daughter of Apollo | Leo Valdez
Heroes of Olympus
MC: Armistice Abner (Daughter of Apollo)
I think I just merged the plot of this one with the Addy Lawrence one, so that's what happened with that. But I do remember liking the name Armistice for a Percy Jackson OC.
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hitsuzenhusbands · 1 year
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i havent properly posted any writing scraps in forever so. have a snippet of an asoue fic because im going crazy i think. warnings for alcohol use, a general lack of self-preservation, and olaf being so so so miserable
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The smoke stings his lungs, the alcohol his tongue, and for a moment all Olaf can taste is bitter nothingness as his senses desperately cling to anything that isn’t his own self-inflicted suffering. Still, though, he waits until the moment passes–his chest exploding with heaving coughs and his throat burning as whatever he found in the dusty old bottle he now grips tightly in his dirty fingers slides down it–and then he does it all over again. 
There’s a word for this, he thinks, though only because years of training have taught him that there’s a word for everything. Miserable, perhaps, or desolate, though he’s well aware there’s fancier words. If he knew them, he’d tack on ennui and languor for the hell of it, and then list a thousand more until his tongue fell off and his lungs rotted. That’s what everyone else in that organization is going to do anyway, he’s decided.
Not that anything they do matters to him.
He lets his cigarette butt float delicately to the floor to join the others before lifting the hand that held it from its place on the arm of his chair. It’s an old thing; bright green–a stark contrast to everything else in his beloved childhood home, his inheritance of code violations and countless infestations–and broken, propped up by one half of a wooden leg and books to replace the others. It’s not nearly as out of place as it should be. The books are just another pile among piles, and the green could almost be compared to the numerous discarded bottles that would glimmer with the same tint if the windows weren’t so clouded with dirt. Even he fits the scene: a centrepiece of a luxuriously hideous robe that floods the scrawny man within it, hiding his torso in folds of black fabric adorned with obnoxious golden flowers yet not-quite reaching his unshaven legs that sprawl over the other armrest. 
He pictures himself a grieving widow, wrapped in her finest piece of silk while she awaits the day she too is taken by death’s vice-like grip. If not that, he’s from some Shakespearean play, clad in something lavish that may or may not be a part of a greater metaphor, lamenting everyone around him for they all always die in the end–or however it goes. 
But the widow doesn’t drink so much and the poor Shakespearean soul never smokes, so he is left a not-exactly grieving son in his mother’s robe that’s far too ornate and unsightly to make up a metaphor, no matter how much he always wanted it when she was alive. 
He lifts the bottle to his lips once more and takes a sip he didn’t realize was the last one, a slow dribble of unrecognizable alcohol that barely does anything more than inspire him to scramble to his feet in a dizzy, furious haze and slam the empty bottle down against the floor. He watches it shatter, splintering into a million pieces that will never be cleaned. He’s been in the house long enough that this new mess is nothing but an extension of it–tangible proof of the decay that crawls through the water pipes and buries itself between disintegrating floorboards. A sliver of sunlight finds its way through a window, hitting the shards of glass and reflecting viridescent light against peeling wallpaper.
There’s a word for this, too–for the feeling that bubbles up inside of him while he stares numbly at the broken bottle and the vaguely beautiful emerald shine it produces that dances upon his walls; its ghost. 
Sullen. Somber. Dismal. Wretched.
The doorbell rings the moment he settles on pathetic.
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gamerbearmira · 2 years
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A Series of Unfortunate Events AU
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Just look away, look away. Look away, Look away—This show will wreak your evening, your whole life and your day. Every single episode is nothing but dismay so LOOK AWAY. 👁
A Series of Unfortunate Events AU—The Madrigal Orphans. As you can see I altered their ages a bit but I digress. No Gifts, but skilled in a certain area.
Isabela, The Botanist: Well versed in Botany, can also put together on site medical cures with the right supplies.
Dolores, the Sound Engineer: Able to use/invent Sound based objects to her advantage.
Luisa, the Athlete: Naturally Strong and athletic, quick on her feet. Can carry Camilo, Mirabel and Antonio at once.
Camilo, the Chef and Disguiser: Good at disguises, the best at cooking out of all of them, can make meals from very little food.
Mirabel, the Seamstress: Able to sew with unnatural speed and talent, she can invent things on the spot. (She's the one who embroidered her own dress and everyone's clothes.)
Antonio: Able to read an animals body language and use them to his advantage, good at building.
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library-angel · 2 years
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Royals and Rule-breakers: Chapter 1 (Klaus Baudelaire x Fem Reader)
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{Klaus Baudelaire x Fem Reader- Baudelaire siblings as the children of recently deceased monarchs; Klaus falls for the new royal painter, formerly an antiestablishment activist with a vendetta against the ruling class but a love of classical literature and hopeless romanticism.}
Mystery and Misconduct 
The Baudelaire siblings are the children of  monarchs who were assassinated five years ago by Count Olaf; as far as we are concerned, he is locked away, and the young royals are under the supervision of their advisor, Mr. Poe.
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Klaus glanced up from his book at the slight rustle of the leaves on a nearby rose hedge; a young lady around his age, who had been inhaling the roses' scent, opened her eyes and squealed with horror when she saw him, then quickly sprinted away.
"Wait! Hello Ma'am! Who are..." Klaus watched her disappear behind the continuous maze of bushes, voice trailing off as he frowned a little. There was absolutely no way just anyone could roam the palace grounds, nor was it possible for anyone to sneak in. Klaus shook his head, deciding to put off the matter until dinner.
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"Klaus? Klaus!"
"Shh, Violet, I'm here, I'm here!" Klaus hushed his older sister as he set down a stack of books on his desk.
"Well, don't just stand around, we're supposed to greet our new painter in three minutes!" Violet huffed, taking his hand and the hand of their younger sister, Sunny, who was following her, dragging the two out of the room.
"Not another portrait..." Klaus groaned, straightening out his necktie.
"No portraits!" Sunny echoed, and Violet sighed and shook her head.
"I don't think he's here for portraits. I think he's been commissioned to do a mural on the ceiling of one of the ballrooms. Finest in the world, supposedly."
"Well, I suppose a new mural would be quite nice." Klaus mused, and Violet hushed him as they made their way to the thrones in the center of the entry hall.
"Finally! Almost late, per usual." The familiar voice of their advisor scolded as they sat down.
"But not actually late, per usual Mr. Poe." Violet retorted, straightening her shoulders.
The front doors ceremoniously flung open, and a haughty man strode into the room as the guards on either side announced, "Vincent D'Angelo!"
The man took an overdramatic bow that seemed to be more out of self importance and mockery than respect.
"Welcome, Mr. D'Angelo." Violet greeted politely. "I trust you've settled into your room already?"
The painter looked disappointed for a moment. "Beg pardon, but I was under the assumption that I would be talking to a man... perhaps an older one... you there, boy." He pointed at Klaus.
Klaus, however, had his attention focused on the somewhat small figure behind the man: the girl from the garden. She glanced up for a moment, but as soon as she saw Klaus gazing at her, she quickly returned her own gaze to the floor. She seemed to shrink away from everything around her, especially the painter.
"Klaus? Klaus! Ah, you must forgive him, he is but a child still." Mr. Poe cleared his throat in annoyance, and Klaus looked at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Sir?"
"Ah, you, young man. Are you in charge here?" D'Angelo pressed, and Klaus turned to him and shook his head, gesturing to Violet.
"No sir, my sister is."
The painter frowned, and Mr. Poe quickly spoke up.
"Well, technically, she is somewhat of a figurehead. She cannot officially rule until she marries, and if she does not find a husband, Klaus here is to take her spot once he turns eighteen in a few months."
"Ah, I see. So who am I to see about my newest project?"
"I, sir, am their advisor." Mr. Poe piped up smugly. "Everything shall go through me."
"Perfect! I shall begin work tomorrow morning. You can expect it done in six months time."
Klaus glanced at the girl again, noticing her eyes widen with panic as her face glowed red.
"Really?" Violet quizzically raised her eyebrow. "Most of the murals we have commissioned take up to a year or more to complete."
"Ah, I shall get it done in no time." The painter finally acknowledged the presence of the girl beside him. "Won't I little lamb?"
"Yes sir." She responded shakily, and the siblings exchanged concerned glances.
"And you're his assistant, correct? Y/N L/N, is it?"
"Oh yes, yes, this is little Y/N." D'Angelo spoke up for her. "But I prefer to call her little lamb, for she is like a little sheep. Wherever I go, she follows, eh?"
Y/N did not seem pleased with this comparison, and Violet creased her brow slightly. "I assume you have settled into your room as well, Ms. L/N?"
"She has, she has, no need to worry about her." The painter quickly responded in her place once more.
"Well then." Mr. Poe cleared his throat once more. "It appears everything is settled then! You will be escorted back to your rooms. Dinner will be at five o' clock sharp. I trust we shall see you then, then you may begin work as soon as you can tomorrow."
"As soon as the sun rises!" D'Angelo promised, waving dramatically before exiting the hall, Y/N hesitantly following his confident strides.
"Well that was... an experience." Violet mused with annoyance, Sunny nodding.
"What a funny man. Funny man."
"His poor assistant." Klaus mumbled, but Mr. Poe still heard him.
"Poor? Certainly not! She must be living a most lavish life to be traveling with such a man."
Klaus sighed and rolled her eyes, following his sisters out of the hall.
"Remember, dinner at five!"
"We know, Mr. Poe." Violet called back tiredly. "It's the same every time."
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{The rest of the chapters I have so far are up on my Wattpad, https://www.wattpad.com/user/SmallSinnamonAngel, but I’ll be slowly uploading the chapters here as well! }
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katthekonqueror · 9 months
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So I've decided to get back into fanfiction, and I have a question about how sorting works on AO3?
I set it to show only crossovers with A Series of Unfortunate Events. But there's dozens of fics listed as crossovers between the books and the show, which is not what I'm looking for and probably aren't actual crossovers. How do I filter those out?
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library-child · 1 year
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Associates
"Because I promised you, remember?"
After entering headquarters at ten, Beatrice and Olaf were not too happy to study Theatrics alongside each other. But when their dedication began to get them in trouble, they discovered something quite unexpected.
Fandom: Lemony Snicket
Genre: Humor, Hurt/Comfort
Characters: Beatrice Baudelaire, Count Olaf, Lemony Snicket, OC
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 2931
This work is for @hitsuzenhusbands
Thanks to @asouefanworkevent
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Due to some polls, I'm making these fandoms mashup:
Spy x Family, Phineas and Ferb, and Aladdin
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Merlin, and Alice in Wonderland
Keeper of the Lost Cities, Helluva Boss, and any Marvel movie
The Sisters Grimm, A Series of Unfortunate Events, and Clue
A Tale of Magic, Aru Shah, and Stranger Things
Once Upon a Time, Teen Wolf, and Pretty Little Liars
Castle and Once Upon a Time in Wonderland
This will be very weird but we'll go with it
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onlyfreds · 2 years
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𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞!
𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝:
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—𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬
none yet!
—𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬
Can't Help Falling in Love
—𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
none yet!
—𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
none yet!
—𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
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