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hayleythesugarbowl · 9 months

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masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

looking for a specific fandom? i present, my specific masterlists…

╰┈➤ {smosh • friends • thomas barrow • ray manchester }

➳ requests are closed

➳ some facts about me! my name is hayley and im just a silly little fangirl who loves reading, writing, drinking tea, feeling nostalgic, and obsessing over + living vicariously through fictional characters 🎀

➳ my goal on this blog is to write for everyone i can especially less popular characters because i know the feeling of looking up a fic and finding it doesn’t exist and i feel like i owe it to my twelve y/o (and current!!) obsessive self to fill the void

➳ find the list of fandoms i write for at the bottom of this post. i don’t write smut. all of my fics are x fem!reader unless specified otherwise

➳ feel free to ask anything and i hope you have a lovely day/night ✨🍓🩰

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fluff: ♡ angst: ✧ requested: ☽

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ oneshots ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

ray manchester…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Stuck || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽

word count: 3.5k warnings: none summary: you, an aspiring-fashion-designer, get trapped in an elevator with captain man on your way to a job interview

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Secret Identity || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 3.8k warnings: i think i cursed once summary: you and ray have been dating in secret, due to your shyness and secret identity, but when there’s a change in your relationship, it may be time to let everyone know

ˋ°•*⁀➷ My Valentine || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 3.8k warnings: none summary: when you start working at junk n’ stuff, ray is immediately attracted to you and wants to do something special for you on valentine’s day

monica geller…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ The One With Phoebe’s Sister || Monica Geller x Phoebe Buffay’s younger sister!reader • ☽

word count: 3.1k warnings: none summary: phoebe introduces the friends to you, her younger sister, you are instantly attracted to monica but don’t know that monica is equally smitten with you

joey tribbiani…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ The One With the Baby Girl || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 1k warnings: childbirth summary: joey helps you through the birth of your daughter

ˋ°•*⁀➷ The One With The Pie || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ✧☽

word count: 6.6k warnings: some references summary: after your crush on joey ends before it can begin, you start to move on. but maybe, just maybe, the story of you and joey isn’t over just yet

ˋ°•*⁀➷ The One With the Ex || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.2k warnings: presumed cheating, drinking, suggestive material summary: after joey cheats on you and breaks your heart in high school, you run into him again years later and find out the past might not be exactly what you thought it was

remus lupin…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ In This Together || Remus Lupin x reader • ♡✧

word count: 2.1k warnings: none summary: when remus resigns from the position of dada teacher and leaves hogwarts, he decides it’s finally time to tell you the truth about himself and his ‘furry little problem’

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Stolen Glances || Remus Lupin x student!reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.1k warnings: age gap but it’s legal summary: remus finds himself drawn to you against his better judgement even though you are one of his students

ian hecox…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ First Fake Date || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2.5k warnings: none summary: Ian finds out his ex-girlfriend is going to be at an upcoming event and when you volunteer to go as his fake-date things don’t go quite as either of you planned

angela giarratana…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Misread Signs || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 2.2k warnings: none summary: when you start to become really close with courtney, angela takes this as a sign that you aren’t interested in her, until unusual circumstances cause you both to realize each other’s feelings

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Love Hurts || Angela Giarratana x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.9k warnings: angst summary: you have been in love with angela for months and upon finding out that she is dating someone else, heartbroken you start to distance yourself from her and everything else in your life

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Jealousy, jealousy || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 1.3k warnings: hickeys summary: angela finds herself jealous when another member of the cast flirts with you and she decides to let you know that you’re hers

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Sleepyhead || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.9k warnings: none summary: a sleepy angela wakes up with you and refuses to let you get out of bed

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Second Chances || Angela Giarratana x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.3k warnings: none summary: when the smosh cast goes on a company retreat and you and angela are forced to share a hotel room you have the opportunity to rekindle an old romance

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Sweeter than Pie || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: none summary: when you’re tired from work , angela cooks with you

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Princess || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 2k warnings: sick fic summary: when you start to feel sick during a game night with angela, you let her take care of you for once and she gets to see a different side of you

courtney miller…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Kiss the Nurse || Courtney Miller x sick!reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.6k warnings: sick fic summary: courtney takes care of you when you’re sick and is rewarded with a kiss from their patient

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Stay With Me || sick!Courtney Miller x reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.7k warnings: sick fic, mild swearing summary: when courtney calls and cancels your date night due to a stomach bug, you don’t hesitate to drop everything and take care of them

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Only You || Courtney Miller x reader • ✧☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: none summary: when you begin to get jealous of courtney and shayne’s relationship, courtney assures you that you’re the one they love

shayne topp…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Worth the Wait || Shayne Topp x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: mild swearing summary: shayne is determined to find out what your Halloween costume is this year but you won’t tell him, and when the holiday is finally here he finds it very much worth the wait

julio rodríguez…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Luckiest Man || Julio Rodríguez x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: none summary: julio has just won the world series and been named mvp and yet his biggest prize is you, his new fiancée

thomas barrow…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Even || Thomas Barrow & reader • ☽

word count: 3.4k warnings: cursing, homophobia because it’s jimmy summary: when you, a ladies maid who thomas has never got along with in the past, catch thomas making a move on jimmy you’re forced to decide wether or not to help him out

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ series ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

thomas barrow…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ It’s Nice to Have a Friend || Thomas Barrow & friend!reader • ✧♡☽ (finished)

╰┈➤ { Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 }

word count: 4.8k warnings: some mild swearing summary: when you start working at downton abbey as a new maid, thomas takes a liking to you and an unexpected relationship forms between you

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ other writing ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ You Can’t Change the Past || an Elena of Avalor inspired short story

word count: 6k warnings: i was a child when i wrote this 🤭 summary: jacques, chancellor of emelda, plagued by regrets, is used to helping his cousin run her kingdom. but when he meets some ghosts of his past and a villain returns is he ready to face it all?

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dating…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ James McAvoy ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Carswell Thorne ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Austin Butler ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Smosh-

Shayne Topp ♡☽

Damien Haas ♡

Ian Hecox (part 1) ♡☽

Ian Hecox (part 2) ♡☽

Spencer Agnew ♡☽

Anthony Padilla ♡☽

Angela Giarratana ♡☽

Amanda Lehan-Canto ♡☽

Smosh Women ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Joey Tribbiani ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Chandler Bing ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Jacques Snicket ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Jack Edwards-

part 1 ♡

part 2 ♡☽

part 3 ♡☽

part 4 ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Megara ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Elvis Presley ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Simon Cowell ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Chancellor Esteban Flores ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Jarred Kelenic ♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Seattle Mariners (Jarred Kelenic part 2, George Kirby, Julio Rodríguez) ♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Ray Manchester/Captain Man-

ray manchester x reader ♡

ray manchester x smart!reader ♡☽

friends + family…

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Thomas Barrow-

thomas barrow & friend!reader ♡✧

thomas barrow & teen!sister!reader ✧♡☽

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Will Truman ♡

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ fandoms i write for ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Downton Abbey

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Harry Potter

ˋ°•*⁀➷ A Series of Unfortunate Events

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Smosh

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Hercules (1997)

ˋ°•*⁀➷ The Lunar Chronicles

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Elena of Avalor

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Friends

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Will and Grace

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Elvis Presley + Elvis (2022)

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Seattle Mariners

ˋ°•*⁀➷ and probably others i’m forgetting so shoot me an ask <3🍒💌

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last updated: 2/14/24

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afterthegreatunknown · 4 months

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Hi! 👋 What are some of your favourite asoue fics/fics you recommend? :)

I'm glad you ask :D!

Awhile back, I made this post awhile back of fanfictions from the old days of the ASOUE Fandom (think Fanfiction Net days). All of them my favorites, but if I have to just link the fics I really recommend you to read first, it would be Fernald's Folly and Hypothetical Situation. Very good fics to see the siblings dynamic/relationship of Fernald and Fiona, and Jacques and Lemony Snicket. I'm a sucker for siblings content, and these two fics deliver, especially the latter.

For fics I recommend on AO3, anything in my bookmarks is a good read! But again, if I have to just link the fics I really recommend you to read, it's On Coffee, Nightmares, and Reasons to Live by gellavonhamster (who also has a tumblr), The Ones that Slipped Away by maybesomeotherday, unofficial chaperone by tangentially (who has a tumblr, with her asoue/atwq sideblog being beatricebidelaire), and the newest one I just read awhile back, How many mirrors did you have to crack for luck like that? by Socks_2789.

On Coffee, Nightmares, and Reasons to Live is a good fic focusing on Hector and Captain Widdershins after they and the Quagmires and Fernald and Fiona survived the Great Unknown. Hector is my favorite adult/SBG character. Widdershins not so much but I am fascinated by the guy. This fic is my favorites of the favorites due to how gellavonhamster writes them in a post-canon life, as well as how they interact with one another (I love it when two people with opposite personalities clash with one another).

The One that Slipped Away is actually part of a series by maybesomeotherday for Angstpril 2022, and honestly speaking, the fics they wrote for Angstpril 2022 are all great (read them if you have a chance. I think you'll find a few favorites of your own). But this fic stands for me to bookmark because on how it focuses on Sunny, and something fandom discuss about her: does Sunny loses her memories of the unfortunate events?

unofficial chaperone is legit a good fic for anyone who loves the Jacques Snicket and Quigley Quagmire not quite chaperone-apprenticeship relationship that is mention in TSS. And if you want good content of their relationship, I highly recommend looking through the 'jacques quigley pseudo apprenticeship tag' on beatricebidelaire's blog; a very good tag to fill that craving.

How many mirrors did you have to crack for luck like that? is honestly speaking my favorite Quiglet fanfic at the moment right now. I won't explain more, because I will likely spoil the whole thing. It's an experience that you need go through beginning to end.

I hope you have some very fun reading, anon!

#my asks #other's people fic #asoue #a series of unfortunate events #(putting in main tags so if others see this they can find fics to read too)

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rookthebird · 4 months

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if you're writing a jacques snicket/olivia caliban fanfiction why haven't you quoted twelfth night act i scene v. (the speech that starts at line 223)

like. obviously every vfd member has at least three of shakespeare's plays floating around in their brains somewhere (even count olaf)

#olivia caliban #jacques snicket #asoue #asoue netflix

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dragoneyes618 · 1 year

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Hi! Taking up your offer to ask you about your fic "The Wrong Answer" (Lemony Snicket)

- What inspired you to write the fic this way?

- What’s your favorite line of narration?

- What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

- What part was hardest to write?

- Where did the title come from?

- Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

- What did you learn from writing this fic?

Hi! :)

The Wrong Answer

What inspired me? It was a theory I read a while ago that I can't find, pointing out that Gifford and Ghede had an elaborate fragmentary plot that I'm not quite clear on as revealed in Why Is This Night Different From All Other Nights? But if they were smart enough to have this whole plot, why would they try something as foolish as disguising himself as his parents? Because, since Lemony was taken as an infant, he didn't even know what they looked like. So of course disguising themselves as his parents would have had a chance of working. He had no memory of them. But then, how did he realize they weren't his parents? I figured one of his siblings, who did remember them a bit, would have told him.

My favorite line of narration is this: The youth standing there had one fist raised in the air to knock and a careful, blank expression on his face that showed nothing of what he was feeling. Lemony knew that look. His brother had taught it to him, after all.

My favorite line of dialogue is what Jacques tells Lemony: "But we believe in you. We know you can do the right thing. And remember..." we take care of our own. We take care of our own...Remember that."

The part that was hardest to write was how, exactly, the interaction with the four of them - Lemony, Jacques, Gifford disguised as Jacob, and Ghede disguised as E - went. Gifford and Ghede had to act like they were parents. Lemony wasn't sure if they were his parents or not. Jacques knew they weren't, but he had to act like they were so as not to give anything away.

The title came from the title of the series: All The Wrong Questions. This was the wrong answer. Answer to what, exactly? I'm not quite sure but it sounded good. ;)

I don't think there's anything that I learned or that I want other people to learn. Learn....to trust your brothers? Not to believe strangers who say they are your parents? XD I didn't really have anything in mind. I just wondered "So how did the Gifford-and-Ghede pretending to be his parents go?" and wrote that.

Thank you for sending this! I haven't thought about this fanfiction in a while, so this was fun to do!

( @accidentallylita I'm tagging you because I'm pretty sure you only follow me for ASOUE stuff, and I post little enough of that as it is, so here's this, at least? ;) )

Send me an ask about a fanfiction I've written!

#asoue #atwq #lemony snicket #a series of unfortunate events #all the wrong questions #jacques snicket #gifford atwq #ghede atwq #e. snicket #jacob snicket

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phantomstatistician · 3 years

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Fandom: A Series of Unfortunate Events

Sample Size: 592 stories

Source: AO3

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wordsofthefanfic · 3 years

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Kit waves her off, not quite meeting her eyes. “It’s alright. In this job, you learn not to get too attached to material things.”

This from the organization that had a schism over a sugar bowl, Olivia thinks, but doesn’t say.

— we built our own house, Starcrier

#OLIVIA YOU SAY IT LOUDER #canon divergent #happy endings #to a series of unfortunate events yes #olivia caliban #kit snicket #gosh i do love that woman though #jacques snicket #fanfiction #IN WHICH THEY LIVE #AND ITS BEAUTIFUL #the baudelaire children #quagmire triplets #asoue

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poeticandvaguelysweet · 5 years

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#6 - Mountain Views (a Jacques Snicket x Olivia Caliban fanfic)

@crystalphobic : happy road trips in a taxi

the only road trip about this is that they’re in the taxi, and use it to get some place. But, it’s not 100% road trip. I apologise. Hope it’s happy and fluffy enough to make up for it.

AO3

MOUNTAIN VIEWS

‘That’s the beauty of books,’ Olivia sighed wistfully, head turned to the window as she watched the Hinterlands stretch out in every dusty direction. ‘No matter where you are or what you’re going through, they grant an escape to all sorts of places. Sometimes,’ she laughed, the sound soft and girlish. ‘I consider myself well travelled despite having done very little.’

Sitting beside her, Jacques understood what was being implied. She hadn’t travelled not for lack of interest but from a lack of capability. Something, somewhere in the world had stopped her, and he was reasonably sure it was due to circumstance.

‘This is as far as I have been outside of the city.’ This was it, her first experience outside of the city and Prufrock Prep, and the world had handed her this. The Hinterlands. A vast space of nothingness. She deserved more than that. Jacques felt like if he could have had some control over the moment, the mission and the circumstances that surrounded them. He would have chosen a more fitting location.

Too caught up in his head Jacques forgot to put his indicator on before his hands turned the wheel of the car and sent the vehicle bouncing off the dirt path. In the following days, weeks, months and even years V.F.D would send them to all sorts of locations for all kinds of moral righteousness. For now, he wanted to show her something.

‘Where are we going?’ She asked, startled by their sudden and somewhat reckless driving.

Jacques grinned, humour cutting deep into his cheeks. ‘Off the beaten path, if you will.’ He could feel her eyes on the side of his head, curious as to why he had suddenly disregarded his very safe and conscientious driving. But, Jacques knew what Olivia didn’t. There was a shortcut to be found.

‘So, when you said it was your first day in the city … you meant it really was your first day?’

Olivia nodded as Jacques stole his eyes from the vast nothingness to lose himself in the sorrow filled depths of hers. He wanted to give her a reason to smile and an excuse to put her worries behind her. She deserved to shine as brightly as the sun, and even though the world was filled with woe, Jacques felt like he couldn’t be at ease unless she was blissfully happy. He had pulled her into this volunteering life, but maybe, just maybe he could make her happy on top of all that.

‘I’ve been at Prufrock for a very long time.’ The answer was easy, but the understanding was difficult. Just like the Baudelaires and the Quagmires, Olivia Caliban had been orphaned. ‘Librarian’s don’t get paid much when their libraries are only open for ten minutes a day.’ She couldn’t afford to explore the world, to leave the job that had taken her in as soon as she graduated. Once, Olivia thought it was a positive thing, back in the days where the library was open longer, and the principal was still around. She thought she could maybe run that school one day if she put her head down and worked hard enough. She was certainly loyal. Of course, things didn’t work like that. At least not for her and then Nero came along, and it all got significantly worse.

Books were her escape. He understood it the first time she said it, Jacques had often had moments like that. Books always would be the perfect form of escapism.

Beside him, Olivia yawned with her arms stretched out in front of her. ‘You can sleep … if you want.’ They had a long drive ahead, and he could see no reason (beyond keeping him company) for Olivia to exhaust herself. He caught the blush on the apples of her cheeks as she muttered a quiet sorry. ‘Nothing to apologise for.’ The sun was starting to set and based on their location, Jacques was confident they wouldn’t arrive until the morning was just breaching the skies. ‘The last few days have been long and difficult.’ The children were safe, finally. All five of them. Quigley Quagmire was something of a mystery that Jacques felt comfortable handing to someone else for the time being. He could break away with Olivia, if only for a day and then they could return to the restless volunteering.

She fought it for an hour, keeping her eyes open as the sky blended with the earth. Everything was orange, clouds and dirt dancing in tangerine. If it weren’t for Jacques confidence in his driving, he likely would have stopped until he could tell where the horizon broke in two. He kept on, eager to meet the sunrise upon their arrival. He knew she was giving into sleep when Olivia pulled her legs up onto the front seat and shuffled closer. Her head touched his shoulder, and Jacques swore his whole body ran impossibly hot.

She fell asleep like that, her hair soft under his cheek and smelling faintly of jasmine. Jacques wished at that moment that he wasn’t driving so he could wrap an arm around her to pull her closer. He didn’t want to take the risk, even if the road was straight and he wouldn’t be turning for hours. Instead, Jacques left her be mindful of the shoulder she snoozed on as he navigated them through the night.

[…]

Despite sticking to a reasonable and safe speed, Jacques was making excellent time. They would arrive earlier than anticipated although only by an hour or two. In these trying times, it was the small things that lifted him up. Even things as small and seemingly insignificant as the arrival time of a brief getaway.

Olivia woke before they arrived and Jacques had a distinct thought, that with her awake, or seemingly coherent enough to open her eyes, it could be an opportunity for him to get some sleep himself. He only needed an hour, just something to energise because God knows he had learned to function on less. There was no time for sleeping when the wicked walked the earth, setting fires, kidnapping children and sniffing close to the toes of those who had the sugar bowl.

He didn’t want to stop. So, he carried on with Olivia sitting somewhat shyly beside him like she hadn’t been sleeping on his shoulder for the last six hours. ‘You didn’t drool.’ He told her, catching an inconspicuous hand slide across her cheek. She blushed deeper, thankful for the dark of night that covered the depths of it.

‘Where are we?’ Olivia asked, moving back towards the window as she looked out, trying to squint against the landscape they were travelling on. One thing was for sure, they were no longer in the plains of The Hinterlands.

‘The Mortmain Mountains.’

‘Oh,’ She gasped, startled by that piece of news. ‘I never thought I would see the mountains.’ The admission was quiet, wistful as her warm breath fogged the window.

Jacques smiled, happy with his choice despite having a plethora of options. V.F.D were more than likely to send her here in the following weeks, but Jacques felt the need to show her what made The Mortmain Mountains so spectacular to him. In the hopes of offering her some small comfort if they were separated for her official indoctrination. ‘You won’t be seeing them so much as looking at the world from them.’ Her head turned, eyes wide and curious, sparkling even in the dark as if to ask what he had meant by that. ‘We’re headed into the mountains, Miss Caliban. But, perhaps, on the way back down we can stop and view them from below.’ He was already making a mental note, hoping to stash away a picnic if they timed their departure right.

‘I trust you.’ He didn’t know why she felt the need to say it, her gaze leaving him to return to the snowy landscape around them. Jacques felt humbled, warmed by the implication as his own cheeks flushed.

‘Was that being called into question?’ Jacques wasn’t able to help himself from asking.

She shook her head, ‘No. I — just, a lot has happened in the last few days. Strange, horrible … and wonderful things. I never would have thought I would be here. In Jacques Snicket’s taxi, the children are safe, the sugar bowl is being retrieved, and just a few weeks ago I had no idea about any of these things. Funny,’ she chuckled, ‘where life takes you’.

He wanted to stop the car and kiss her. It was all he could think about. This brave, intelligent, beautiful woman. She made him speechless.

‘I trust you. I just,’ she chuckled again, ‘cannot believe I wasn’t going to get in your cab at all. Where would I be now, if I hadn’t?’

‘The way I see it, Olivia Caliban.’ He turned to give her a dazzling smile. ‘You were destined to get in my cab, there are no ifs, ands or maybes. This was what you were destined for.’ Given what he knew now, Jacques wouldn’t change a thing. He would like to alleviate the children’s suffering, but everything that happened meant he almost hit her with his cab. Jacques wasn’t entirely sure what he would do if he had not have met her. It was horrible to admit. But, he would do it all the same. Or, perhaps, there was another cunning way to have her step right into his life. It was neither here nor there, this was the path they were on, and they were getting closer to his destination.

Most guests, especially newcomers were brought to V.F.D Headquarters blindfolded. It provided security for all involved. In fact, Jacques knew of a few select members who had only ever been to HQ with blindfolds on.

The place wasn’t like it used to be, not since the schism and if he was sincere it made Jacques feel a little morose. He was a little surprised it was still standing considering it had been abandoned for months. No one was safe anymore, especially in large groups even at a secret location disclosed to a trusted few. This wasn’t why he had brought Olivia, in fact, it had nothing to do with Headquarters itself and everything to do with the plateau in which it sat. Nevertheless, Olivia was in awe of the structure built into the mountain and standing proud.

‘You really have a wide reach, don’t you?’ She laughed, standing on the front steps with her head tilted to the sky.

He chuckled back, blissfully amused by her admiration. ‘Villainy knows no bounds.’ They needed to have someplace central to focus the volunteers and apparently the height of the mountains was it. Jacques really had no say in V.F.D’s Headquarters. ‘C’mon lets put on some tea, and I’ll show you around.’

They spent thirty minutes wandering the halls, Jacques showing Olivia this room and that, saving the library for last and allowing her a proper twenty minutes to dance her fingers up and down the spines of every book that pulled her in. He almost didn’t want to take her away, wanted to let her sit and read in comfortable chairs from whatever text she fancied for however long she pleased. Hell, he would more than happily join her after stoking the fire to keep them both warm.

It wasn’t hard to admit that Jacques Snicket would give Olivia Caliban anything and everything she wanted. Suddenly, he could relate to his brother and the feelings he harboured for Beatrice. It made sense now, that kind of devotion surviving through to the bitter end. But Jacques was vowing to himself in that instant, as Olivia turned to him with glee, that he wasn’t going to push her out of his life the way Lemony had punished himself. He and his brother had their similarities, but they would be different on this cause. Jacques wasn’t about to let a beautiful brunette slip through his grasp.

‘We’ll come back to the library, I promise.’ He just had to show her something first.

Without realising, Jacques had extended his arm towards Olivia. As she returned to his side from the depths of the V.F.D HQ library, her hand reached for his, fingers lacing without a second thought. She blushed when his eyes travelled down to their locked hands, but neither pulled away. He was sure it had something to do with the library, filling every cell in her body with happiness until she was partly delusional with glee.

He led her through Headquarters, past sitting rooms, labs and an array of shining awards. The emblem of an eye lay scattered across wallpaper and stitched into the carpet as if it was a must that the decor matched the cause. The chandeliers glistened above their heads as they broke into the large ballroom where V.F.D held all its lavish parties. He wanted to see her, more than anything, dressed in a beautiful gown and celebrating with his friends. Perhaps even socialising with Kit and Lemony, drink in hand, smiles pressed to their cheeks. Jacques shook his head, he was being sentimental and foolish, letting his head take leaps and bounds before his rational thoughts.

The french doors were left open, curtains blowing in a slight breeze as the temperature from outside infiltrated the warmth of the building. He felt Olivia shiver, her hand tightening around his as her body hovered closer in a moment of shock before she acclimatised.

Despite its disuse, a housekeeper or three still wandered the halls. Keeping the dust away, the vermin out and the fridge fully stocked. They had set up a pot of tea and two cups out on the balcony as Jacques had asked and the sight alone almost warmed him thoroughly. But, it wasn’t on his mind for long as his eyes drifted to Olivia’s face, her fingers untangling from his as she stepped out into the scene he so thoughtfully wanted to share with her.

‘Jacques.’ His name fell from her lips on a breathless sigh he so desperately wanted to hear again. Her hand had lost contact with his only seconds before her fingers curled around the edges of the balustrade. She pushed herself forward, leaning into the barrier that prevented Olivia from plummeting to her death as a cold wind picked up her hair and threw the smell of it right back into his face. He was heartsick. Completely head over heels, and they barely knew each other. What was there to know when one was a brilliant and devoted librarian who cared about the wellbeing of orphans. ‘This …’ She was lost for words, staring out at the world that lay at her feet, the sun just rising.

He couldn’t move for a minute, entrapped in the glory of her wonder. The only reason he managed to find movement was because he couldn’t see her face, couldn’t read the dropped jaw and shining eyes that he so eagerly wanted to read.

‘I’ve never been up this high.’ She turned to grin at him, mouth open wide as a steady stream of laughed filtered from her lips. He couldn’t see the view, only Olivia, the sunset reflecting in her eyes in every colour imaginable, made beautiful by her magnificence alone. He would never experience a sunrise like this ever again, and frankly, Jacques could only mourn his want to live it over and over again with fresh eyes. ‘It’s beautiful.’ He could feel the sun start to warm his sides, rising steadily as his body came to live with every new inch drenching the skies.

‘You are.’ He told her, answering finally as the mango light reached her cheeks, breathless as he did so.

Stretched out in front of her, foreground to the rising sun, lay the world as they knew it. If she squinted, The City could be seen with it’s towering buildings and bustling streets. The road they arrived on was etched into the dirt somewhere along with the faint smudge of The Village of Fowl Devotees.

Everywhere she had been.

Everywhere she was going.

It was there, right at her feet as Jacques intended it to be.

Olivia stole away from the moment to look at him, the man devoted to her staring with a warm smile and cup of tea in his trembling hands. He wanted, badly, for this to impress her, to tick some imaginary box. Had he won her approval?

She kissed him, closing the space between them as her hand tucked itself into his jacket to curl in the fabric of his shirt. Olivia held on for dear life as soft lips met his, the man tasting of tea and sweet relief. ‘You are a marvellous man.’ She whispered against his lips, the sun warming them both and chasing the chill away.

‘And you are a marvellous, woman.’ He grinned, stealing a kiss simply because he felt he could. Olivia only smiled, dreamy and in awe, blinking at him like she had been renewed. ‘You said you weren’t much of a traveller, but here we are. The world is your oyster, Olivia Caliban. I will gladly take you wherever you want to go.’

‘Wherever?’ She asked, gaze suddenly coy as her eyes darted from his face to the fingers that were playing with the buttons on his shirt. ‘Do we have to leave right away?’ He felt the innuendo more than heard it, like every nerve in his body was in tune with hers.

Jacques swallowed, ‘wherever you want to go, whenever you want to go’. It was a vow, deeply embedded in an anxious promise to see where her first desire would take them.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: A Series of Unfortunate Events (TV), A Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M Relationships: Olivia Caliban/Jacques Snicket Characters: Olivia Caliban, Jacques Snicket, Violet Baudelaire, Isadora Quagmire, Klaus Baudelaire, Duncan Quagmire, Sunny Baudelaire, Quigley Quagmire Additional Tags: Fluff, Marriage Proposal, Domestic, Domestic Fluff, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, and i can't get over them Summary:

Redamancy, a word which here means: the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full.

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The series that started after I saw Season 1 and has turned into more than I ever imagined it would.

It follows Kit and Olaf and their doomed love.

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Adoptions-Part One

It was over. All of it was finally over. With Olaf truly and undoubtedly deceased, both Baudelaires and Quagmires were, at last, safe. They were not safe from everything a changeable and uncertain world can bring; for example, the children were not safe from scraped knees, or from burning themselves upon hot surfaces which may or may not leave scarring, but they were, thankfully, safe from the tyrannical villainy of Count Olaf, his theatre troupe, and all of his badly-disguised aliases.

“This is everything you need, Mr. Poe?” asked a charming librarian with a radiant disposition. While her hair had been returned to the old undo, the contacts had permanently replaced her glasses, for ease.

“Indeed,” smiled Mr. Poe, looking up from the file upon his desk. “We here at Mulctuary Money Management take our paperwork very seriously. Of course, it still needs my signature to make it official, but everything appears to be filled out correctly, and, as you know, nothing ever slips by me.”

Olivia’s eyes widened considerably as she evaluated the accuracy of his claim, though she did not verbalize her disagreement. Luckily, this reaction slipped by Mr. Poe, who proceeded to enter into one of his coughing fits.

‘He really ought to have that looked at,’ thought Olivia, furrowing her brow with concern and what might have been a tinge of apprehension.

Wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, Mr. Poe returned his gaze to the woman in front of him. “Miss Caliban, I-”

“Actually, Mr. Poe, it’s Mrs. Snicket now.” She held up her left hand to him for proof.

“Oh, congratulations,” he replied, “It’s always nice to see young people getting married and making room in their families for orphans. My wife and I actually also let the Baudelaire orphans stay in our home for a time.”

A single night can hardly be considered ‘a time’, but Olivia Snicket said nothing to the contrary, as to be out of Mulctuary Money Management as quickly as possible. It was not as if the office was particularly cold or unpleasant, but the general incompetence and indifferent disposition of its head banker was something Olivia found off-putting. Perhaps it reminded her of her own youth as an orphan.

“Mr. Poe,” Olivia leaned forward, clutching her handbag so that it would not slip off her lap, “I don’t mean to rush you, but I would truly appreciate if you went ahead and signed the documents, so it would be official... and we could move on.”

“Of course, my dear,” he began, lifting a silver, ballpoint pen from the desk, “We here at Mulctuary Money Management value punctuality, and know how important your time is. That’s why we keep things as short as possible and are always right to the point. We keep our conversations short, our meetings short, we try to keep the paperwork short--but that doesn’t always work--and even our employees’ break time; now, that, we keep especially short.”

Olivia sighed in resignation, knowing she would be stuck there until only God, and Mr. Poe, knew when. “Are the children aware of what’s happening? Certainly, someone must have told them our intentions.”

“The children seem very excited to become a part of your new family. The Baudelaires especially.” With an inquisitive expression, he leaned in and continued, “What’s most surprising is the fact that the Quagmires didn’t seem to know who you were at all. Well, I'm certain you'll have plenty of time to get to know one another once you're all living together."

"I'm truly looking forward to making them a part of my family, they've endured so much."

"Yes, well, I hope it works out. But just so you're aware, we do have a 30-day return policy and make sure to bring along the original documents, for ease. Everything is easier when you have the receipt."

If she thought it would not have ruined her chances to provide a warm and loving home for five extremely deserving orphans, the librarian would have risen from her seat and proceeded to violently drop kick Mr. Poe. "These are children we're talking about here, not some kind of newly released electronic device."

"You never know with children... especially orphans."

Olivia was appalled and did everything in her power to remain calm. "I'll have you know," she began, air hissing from her nostrils, "That I was an orphan, Mr. Poe. Now, I intend to do everything in my power to provide a home for these children that is safe from treachery, ineptitude, depravity, debauchery, and ignorance. I would appreciate it if you would please... Sign. The. Papers."

If he had even processed the outburst, Mr. Poe made no response. He only began to cough again, before smiling once more. "Well, I'm glad to know that you're so interested in charity." With a number of pages receiving his signature, Mr. Poe returned a small, stapled pack of papers to the new Mrs. Snicket. "Here you are. You and your husband are now the legal guardians of five very lucky orphans. I hope you'll be very happy."

Rising from her seat, Olivia shook the banker's hand as she made her way out the door, clutching the papers tightly. 'We will, Mr. Poe,' she thought to herself, 'Believe me, we will."

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