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nabulsi · 1 year
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Wayhaven Fanfic Masterpost 🖋
in honor of Book 3 coming out, I figured I'd make a masterpost of all my work~
A du Mortain:
Pas de Deux [Oneshot] Rating: T || Fluff & Angst || 2,510 words
Skin and Bone [Oneshot] Rating: T || Heavy Angst with Happy Ending || 2,716 words
Nocturne [Two-shot Part 1] Rating: M || Heavy Angst and Body Horror || 1,340 words
Aubade [Two-shot Part 2] Rating: T || Heavy Angst / Insects / Horror || 1,403
Ghostly Touches [Oneshot] Rating: G || Fluff and Humor || 595 words
Until Someone Holds Me [Oneshot] Rating: G || Hurt/Comfort || 910 words
Head On Backwards [Oneshot] Rating: G || Angst / Hurt/Comfort || 1,012 words
know that it doesn't hurt me [Oneshot] Rating: T || Heavy Angst / Character Death || 440 words
Girls' Night In [Oneshot] Rating: G || Family & Fluff || 790 words
Little Quarantine Mind [Oneshot] Rating: T || Angst / Hurt/Comfort || 1,620
Silent Harbors [Multichapter - Ongoing] Rating: M || Angst / Psychological Horror & Gore || 15,824 words
Sellout [Multichapter - Ongoing] Rating: T || Lovers to Enemies / Action & Humor || 4,215 words
Twin Souls [Multichapter - Ongoing] Rating: T || Vampire Diaries AU || 2,116 words
F Hauville:
say you wanna be here; [Oneshot] Rating: T || Pure Fluff || 1,268 words
N Sewell:
Ritardando [Oneshot] Rating: G || Pure Fluff || 1,315 words
Untouched and Unspoken [Oneshot] Rating: G || Light Angst / Hurt no Comfort || 990 words
Menace [Multichapter - Ongoing] (Nate / MC / Murphy Love Triangle) Rating: T || Comedy / Thriller / Action || 5,802 words
In Faded Reflections [Multichapter - Ongoing] (Nat is inquisitor in Dragon Age AU / Nat x Solas) Rating: T || Fantasy / Mystery / Slow burn || 1,989 words
Agent M:
Hearts are Frozen [Oneshot] Rating: T || Abbasid Empire AU / Fluff || 1,559
Working Overtime [Oneshot] Rating: T || Fluff with the mildest of spices || 812 words
Repressed Vampire Love Triangle AU [Ava / MC / Morgan]:
Imaginary Relationship [Morgan Oneshot] Rating: G || Hurt/Comfort /Umrequited Feelings || 510 words
Reaching Through the Cracks [Morgan Oneshot] Rating: G || Unrequited Love & Angst || 839 words
If U Think About Me [Morgan Oneshot] (Book 3 Spoilers) Rating: T || Fluff & Angst || 1,106 words
The Conspiracy [Morgan & Ava Oneshot] Rating: T || Angst & Friendship || 742 words
melt into you [Morgan Oneshot] Rating: T || Hurt/Comfort || 1,612 words
Rabbit-Hearted [Morgan & Ava Oneshot] Rating: G || Angst & Jealousy || 600 words
Pulling You into Focus [Morgan Oneshot] Rating: E || Fluff & Smut || 2,043 words
Other:
A Sweet Affair [Ava & Farah Oneshot] Rating: G || Fluff & Family || 750 words
Unsolved [Multichapter || Compete] Rating: T || Dark Comedy / Horror & Mystery || 70,966 words
(Rest of the List is under the cut)
Requests Fulfilled:
Listing these with keywords because they don't have titles~ (None of these are Explicit btw)
A du Mortain:
[Adam Sick-Fic]
[Adam Fluff]
[Ava Domestic Fluff]
[Adam reacting to MC death]
[Ava in Denial over her feelings]
[Waking up with Adam Fluff]
[Adam Angst]
[MC Writes Angsty letter to Ava]
[Ava Silliness]
F Hauville:
[Farah fluff]
[Felix Bath Time]
[Felix at the Arcade]
[Farah Fluffy Silliness]
[More F Fluff]
Agent M:
[Mason Pining - Mason/MC/Felix Love Triangle]
[Mason reassures self conscious MC]
[Morgan distracting MC from work]
[Waking up with Mason]
A / N Polyamory:
[Bath Time fluff w/ Adam and Nate]
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jamespotterthefirst · 2 years
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MISC
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Open Heart: Bryce x MC
Almost Lover (Open Heart; Bryce x MC)  At some point, the words “no strings attached” stopped being true for Bryce.
Perfect (Open Heart; Bryce x MC)   After a fight, Bryce decides to apologize via grand gesture, taken right out of her favorite holiday movie.
Bryce & Ximena At A Glance
Foreign Affairs
You, My Darling, You (m!Blaine Hayes x f!MC and  Tatum Mendoza x f!MC)  Blaine Hayes doesn’t easily admit defeat. Until he sees them together.
Stars (Tatum x f!MC) After Tatum sees them together in the palace kitchen, he confronts her.
50 Ways to Say “I Love You”
The Wayhaven Chronicles
Caress (Adam du Mortain x f!detective)
Angel (Adam du Mortain x f!detective)
Romance Club: Dracula- A Love Story
Beautiful ( Vlad x MC; He thinks she’s beautiful for hundreds of years.)
Misc
A Wedding Gift (Desire and Decorum; Mr. Sinclaire x MC)
It’s Only a Matter of Time (Distant Shores; Edward x MC): She takes Robert up on his plan to steal the compass.
My Love, Take Your Time (Open Heart; Danny x Sienna)  He’s stuck working a double shift but at least she is there. Takes place during the events of Book 2, Chapters 10-11.  
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adam-dumortains · 3 years
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wakin up in the morning... thinkin about so many things.... like how adam du mortain doesn’t think he deserves/is good enough for the detective and how he is willing to sacrifice his own feelings and desires because even though it physically breaks his heart he just wants the detective to be safe and happy
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songofsoma · 4 years
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ellenembee · 3 years
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Research
A stand-alone fic of a "skipped" moment in The Wayhaven Chronicles books.
Ophelia heads to the warehouse for a second day of research with Nate, and while there, she finally realizes maybe Nate isn't just being friendly. Panic ensues.
"I started writing things down as it got more complex. I have quite a few questions, but I'll have to read through my notes... to... find..." She trailed off as she noticed a strange look on his face. He was smiling, so she understood he must be happy, but his face seemed... different. Softer, maybe? She dropped her gaze to the notes and then glanced at him through her lashes. "What?" "Hmmm?" Nate blinked before his smile intensified. "Oh. Nothing. Well, not nothing. I was just thinking how glad I am that we... that I met you." She licked her lips as the jitters sparked out from her chest to dance over her skin. His eyes darted to her mouth, and her heart kicked into a faster rhythm.
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ladiemars · 4 years
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this is about 90% of their conversations. i’m not even kidding
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adam-memeleri · 3 years
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cooking
day one of week three for @wayhavensummer
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G Rating
Adam x Detective (Tito, he/him)
~800 words
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Adam watches his hands flex, watches the muscles roll beneath the skin, watches the warehouse’s light reflect off his scars and calluses, every mark he couldn’t forget with his immortality. Every cut and bruise and wound that sketched itself into his skin, that painted itself into his eternal life, before it was even eternal, before he believed his humanity was gone.
“Adam?” A strong voice fractures the low light of the room, cracking it open for Adam to see a figure stepping in.
“Detective,” he greets, wary of the tiny quiver in the word as he does.
“Sorry, I just -” Tito steps further into the light, letting it wash him in soft yellow. His hair is messily styled, strands escaping from where he so clearly attempted to keep them and brushing along his forehead, casting playful shadows over his eyes. Eyes that haven’t left Adam since he entered, brown the colour of the earth blinking up at icy green. “Were you using the kitchen?”
Adam rises, pushing the chair he previously occupied in as he does. “No.”
“Do you mind if I do?”
“No.”
Tito smiles the same smile as always, the one full of life and hope and joy and humanity. Always so human, with the smile lines and the crooked front tooth. Always so human, with the wrinkles around his eyes and the flush to his cheeks.
Astonishingly human, Adam thinks. More so than anyone else he’s ever known, Tito is alive.
He clears his throat, hands awkwardly hanging at his sides. “Why do you need the kitchen?”
“I wanted to make something,” Tito begins, sidestepping Adam to reach the fridge. “I’ve been trying to cook more at home, but… I’m not exactly home right now,” he chuckles at his own predicament, at the inopportune way he’s ended up staying at the warehouse.
It rings in Adam’s ears, draws him closer to glimpse over Tito’s shoulder. “What are you cooking?”
Warm brown eyes flicker up from where they’ve been searching, an amusement shining in them at Adam’s newfound interest in cooking. “Caldo verde. My mother - Rebecca - she used to make it,” he explains, graceful fingers plucking produce from the shelves. “It reminds me of home.”
“How do you make it?”
“Well, you start with the veggies. Onion, potato, some greens,” Tito lists them as he sets each item on the countertop, finishing with a flourish as he places a clove of garlic. “And add garlic for good measure,” he grins.
“Though, I suppose vampires could omit it…”
“We’re not actually allergic to garlic,” Adam frowns. “It’s a myth.”
“Really? Then I guess you can add as much garlic as you want,” Tito smiles, so wide and unrestrained that it begins to undo Adam’s scowl, tugging at the seams and cutting the thread that held it all together.
And he doesn’t even notice, just sets to work. Chopping and dicing, sizzling and frying, until the smell of good food has permeated the entire kitchen, and Adam’s senses. And even with the nearly overwhelming scent, the vampire stays. He stays and watches, so carefully, and even offers Tito some help.
“So you’re just going to keep stirring for a few moments. Don’t let it burn, okay?” Tito instructs carefully. He slices the sausage just as precisely and delicately as he did all the rest, the knife moving nimbly in his hands.
His worn, marked, and rough hands. Hands with scars and recent paper cuts on the fingers, hands with calluses from heavy and long ago work, and with ink smeared across the back of one.
They are hands that tell a story, of good and bad. Of Tito’s life, and all it has contained. Of Tito, and what it means to be alive.
They are as alive as any other part of the man, as the heart beating his chest, as the blood in his veins, as the whir of his mind. They are alive, and as normal and human as they come. As human and unburdened, as secure and kind as they can be.
“Adam?” concern breaks through Adam’s daze, the sound so uniquely human the vampire nearly falls apart at it. “Adam, is it burning?”
The wooden spoon clatters against the stovetop, Adam’s harsh and cold hand having left it. His feet leave their spot on the floor, where Tito had placed them so attentively. His eyes leave Tito’s, leave the astonishingly human gleam in them, and before he knows it, Adam’s leaving the kitchen altogether.
Hands clenched at his sides, nails breaking the palm just for it to heal again in a moment, he leaves.
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solarisrenbeth · 3 years
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hypothetical question for the #twc fandom 👀👀
let’s saaaaaay that M suggestively called MC a “good girl/boy” in front of UB...which members would, like, get it and which would be oblivious?
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thefirstcourtesan · 3 years
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This Twitter exchange popped into my head and I was inspired to create the tweet.
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This pretty much sums up Charlie and Adam’s relationship.
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choicesaddict5 · 3 years
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Appreciation post!!
All the ANGST writers out there i dont know how u guys do it!! And where u get the strength to write such strong angst i have read i really appreciate u all thank you for keeping me close to the reality...eventhough i HATE reading it!!! I read it..because it makes me release my pent up emotions and i dont know how u guys write something so heartbreaking so beautifully!! I love u all
And all the FLUFF writers out there thank u so much for making me live in a universe where for a minute i can believe life is easyy...where life is full of sushine,rainbows and unicorns thank u for being my escape place...and sometimes my happy place where i can have my sanity back u guys create a universe so beautiful that it leaves me in awe of ur writing!!!!
And finally this is an honorable mention:
ANGST WITH HAPPY ENDING WRITERSS and FANART ARTISTS
u guysss...are like the most precious people thank u for making me realise at the end of every dark tunnel there is light and thank u for maing me live in two worlds simultaneously i love you alll and fan art artists the amazing arts u create blow my mind every damn time so thank u so much for creating such amazing arts!!❤
So....thank u all the fanfic writers of all fandoms for taking time from ur lives and creating this beautiful world i truly appreciate u all...from the bottom of my heart a massive MASSIVE THANK YOU
I LOVE YOU ALL❤😘
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adelevasari · 4 years
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Nate “Chip Mulaney” Sewell, everybody
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olivershen · 4 years
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On one hand, if Adam and the Detective’s first kiss isn’t under the pouring rain, as their feelings spill out uncontrollably, then I don’t want it! On the other hand, I just KNOW I wouldn’t be able to handle it and it would kill me on impact. But wow! What a way to go
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adam-dumortains · 3 years
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adam du mortain x detective —> “it is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply.”
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songofsoma · 4 years
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adam when he finally busts a nut after 900 years
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ladiemars · 4 years
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as a another broody vampire once said to his human girlfriend: “you better hold on tight, spider monkey”
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adam-memeleri · 3 years
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celestial
final day of @wayhavensummer, freestyle, but i did celestial too
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Adam x Detective (Tito, he/him)
~700 words
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Leaves and gravel crunch beneath Tito’s feet as he walks the small, poorly maintained road leading away from Unit Bravo’s warehouse. The dark night sky of summer stretches above him, with quiet on either side providing a much needed reprieve.
The destruction of his apartment had resulted in spending more time than ever anticipated with Unit Bravo, his time away filled by detective and agency work. It was beginning to weigh on him, to tug at and drain him for all that remained.
But now, with nothing but the stars to keep him company, it’s as if everything is slowly beginning to right itself, to pick up the pieces of his messy life and stitch Tito back together.
Tito exhales as he lowers to sit on a long forgotten log, the forest and it’s creatures having overtaken it. The surrounding trees whisper with the soft night breeze, leaves shaking in a gentle rhythm. His eyes turn to the sky, a canopy of stars watching over him in silent care, their light beckoning and hypnotic.
“Ahem,” a throat clears from behind Tito, stealing his attention from the heavens above and dragging it back to the earth. The earth where Adam stands, arms uneasily hanging at his sides and posture as stiff as ever.
“Good evening,” Tito greets with a welcoming warmth to his voice, his smile, the very being in which he beckons Adam closer, a star in his own right.
Adam clears his throat again, gaze shifting to everywhere but Tito. “You disappeared. The others were getting concerned,” he states blankly.
Tito’s brow furrows as he regards the man across from him, as he watches the powerful commander fidget uneasily. “So you came?”
“The others were getting concerned,” Adam repeats, monotone and robotic in the still night air.
“Well, I’m alright. You can tell the others.”
Adam nods, but makes no move to leave, his icy eyes finally landing on warm ones. He’s simply frozen, feet planted like the very roots beside him, as the ice guarding him melts slowly, just as it always seems to do under that gaze.
“Can I help you?” Tito smiles faintly, head cocking and carefully styled hair ruffling in the wind.
“Why did you come out here?” Adam asks with no pretense, the words stilted but nonetheless genuine.
The detective shrugs, one hand reaching up to fix any loose locks of hair. “I just wanted a little break. Nothing bad.”
“It’s nice out here.”
“That it is.” Impossibly deep brown eyes turn upwards, the starlight reflecting in them as if they were all-knowing. And Adam’s beginning to wonder if they are. “I like the stars,” Tito hums. “I always forget how beautiful they are. Do you like the stars?” his gaze parts from them briefly, just long enough to draw the commander in.
“I suppose.”
“I like how endless they make everything seem,” Tito continues, losing himself in the vast galaxy before him. But Adam stays right where he is, watching the awestruck and nostalgic expression bathe Tito’s features.
“As if there’s an infinite amount of everything. And I like how timeless they are. They were there when I was little and staying up too late, and they were there when I was sneaking out, and they were there after late shifts and when I couldn’t sleep. I like them.” Tito faces the other man, a small, joyful smile on his lips as the last words leave them.
“It’s nice to not be alone,” Adam’s words escape him without thought, joining the stars and the trees and the moss on the log in existence. “Especially when you lose track of how many nights have even passed.”
Tito leans forward, elbows resting on his knees as an earnest expression overtakes him. His eyes pierce into Adam’s as he reassures - promises, really - “You’re not alone anymore. Stars or not.”
Adam grunts a response, quickly averting his gaze lest the last of his ice thaw out in the middle of the woods. A silence descends over the pair for a long moment, nothing but the sounds of Wayhaven’s forest daring to break it. Even when Tito stands, joining Adam in the walk back to the warehouse, a breeze sending goosebumps breaking along his skin, the stars are still there.
They’re always there, offering light and grace and a chance to not be alone, even in the darkest hours. For both of them.
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