#hostage fic

James!! Thank you once again for the ask and your interest in ruca 🥹🫶🏻 Here’s about 369 words of my hostage fic. This follows directly after this little snippet here. Enjoy!

The shock must have shown on his face, because a warm hand on Luca’s arm pulls him out of his reverie. He turns to find Street watching him, worry in his gaze.

“You okay?” Street asks, voice gentler now.

“Hey, you don’t have to tell us anything,” Powell adds, her tone suddenly more serious. “We were just messing around. Feel free to tell us to mind our own business.”

“Yeah, man. Just…whatever it is though, we’re here for you.” Tan says, voice steady.

Luca swallows, his throat suddenly tight, chest filling with gratitude. These are his teammates. His family. And they have his back—always.

He doesn’t know why he’d been so worried about telling them. Sure, they’ll give him a lot of shit once they find out about him and Rocker, but he also knows they’ll be happy for him…for them. He needs to talk to Rocker first though. It isn't just his decision anymore.

Still, sharing a little won’t hurt.

“So…I am seeing someone,” he says, the words careful but grounded. “And it's pretty serious. I think—I think they’re the one.”

The statement hangs in the air. Street, Tan, and Powell glance at each other before Streets speaks up, almost protective. “Do we get to meet this woman?”

Luca hesitates, considering his next words.

“It’s actually a guy.”

Stunned silence follows before Street clears his throat and grins. “Well, same question. When do we meet this guy?”

Tan and Powell nod in agreement.

Luca chuckles at their easy acceptance, feeling foolish for holding himself back this long and for being so apprehensive about sharing this with them. “I need to talk to him about it. But hopefully soon.”

“He’s not in the closet, is he?” Tan asks, his expression searching. “Because you deserve more than that, Luca.”

“No, no. It’s not that,” Luca hurries to explain.

“He make you happy?” Powell asks seriously, crossing her arms.

Luca feels his face shift, his smile breaking through before he can stop it. Judging by the looks on their faces, they catch the meaning loud and clear. “Yeah. He does.”

Mel! ✨ thank you again for another ask. Appreciate the interest in my ruca fics 🥹🫶🏻 So giving you 489 words of hostage fic. I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned who ends up as a hostage, so I’m curious what everyone thinks. Luca or Rocker? Hmm 🤭

“Hey,” Deacon nods at them as he steps up to the table, Hondo following close behind. “How are we doing on the suspect? Find anything?”

Luca perks up, attention snapping back to the tablet in his hands. He taps open one last document, skimming through it quickly, and lets out a triumphant sound. “Ha! As a matter of fact, yeah.'“ He pulls the file up onto the larger screens behind him, adrenaline already starting to buzz through his system.

My lovely wifey! 🫶🏻💗 thank you so much for the request. Here are some 333 words (yay!) of my ruca hostage fic. Our sweetie pie Luca coming to some interesting realizations

Luca chuckles at his team’s antics—busybodies, every one of them, always looking for hot gossip (never mind that he’s usually the one leading the charge). He shakes his head at their searching glances and playful smiles, but then he pauses, a sudden thought catching him off guard. He realizes he wants to talk about it. To share his happiness instead of keeping it tucked away. He wants to tell them everything—that he is seeing someone, that he’s crazy about him. That it’s Rocker.

Up until now, something has always held him back.

His team knows his track record. They’ve seen the whirlwind romances, the hookups, they knew about the short-lived cohabitations that ended with him crashing on someone else’s couch. They’ve watched him mope through the aftermath, lonely but pretending otherwise. He wears the mask of eternal bachelor so well that even his family teases him about it—asking when he’ll settle down, never expecting he actually will.

And Luca laughs along. Plays his part. Deep down, though, he can’t shake the belief that something is wrong with him. That no one really wants him—not the real him. No one stays long enough to see past the mask.

He’d all but resigned himself to it. Settling down wasn’t for him. Marriage? Kids? That was for other people. He’d convinced himself he didn’t want it anyway.

Until Donovan Rocker.

Because now—now he thinks of ocean-blue eyes and a sharp, teasing grin. He sees a house with a white picket fence. A backyard full of dogs. Little feet thundering down the hallway—flashes of brown hair, or maybe blond.

The life that once felt like a fantasy suddenly feels possible. Within his grasp. All he has to do is trust it, reach out, and take hold. And God, does he want.

That want—deep, all-encompassing—knocks the breath right out of him. And hot on its heels comes another realization, piercing and earth-shaking.

Oh.

''No, don't tell Santi. Hey!'' Jess shot Glain a wounded look. She'd just slugged him in the shoulder hard enough to bruise.

''Yes, because that worked so fantastically well for you last time, you absolute fuckwit.'' Her gaze drilled into him so viciously that he couldn't quite keep looking.

''Never mind last time.'' He waved his hand dismissively. ''The point is that I think we could convince Khalila to stay put. She's the Archivist. But Santi...''

Glain nodded. ''Santi would shuck the High Garda's leadership and abandon it instantly if he thought there was a solid chance to save Wolfe. Hell, he'd bomb the fucking Serapeum himself if he believed that would save Wolfe.''

That echoed, filling the space between them to bursting point. Jess met Glain's eyes as they widened, just a fraction.

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: The Great Library Series - Rachel Caine Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Dario Santiago, Christopher Wolfe (The Great Library), Khalila Seif, Niccolo Santi Additional Tags: background Khalila/Dario - Freeform, background Wolfe/Santi - Freeform, Kidnapping, Torture, Blood and Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Angst Summary:

"An unfamiliar black-robed Scholar walked in. Then another. And then another. “What?” Dario blurted, confused and offended. It wasn’t right to just … occupy someone’s office like this! The first Scholar made an obsequious bow. “My apologies, Scholar Santiago,” they said, and then punched Dario in the face."

Or, Wolfe and Dario get kidnapped.

Chapter 5 is up! Captain Alamasi reveals an unpleasant direction that their investigation has taken, and Khalila gets Exceedingly Upset. 

An AiGin and RenBya fic in which Renji and his companions kidnap Gin from Las Noches to negotiate a hostage trade with Aizen for Byakuya’s safe return. Warnings- hostage situations and threats of violence. (Enabled by @catsafarithewriter and Spunky0ne who originally gave me the idea)

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