Greetings, fellow travelers! 🖖
Here’s a (long) writing update, a glimpse of upcoming projects, announcements, and even a sneak peek or two. Least to say, I've been busier than the Marauder's map lol 🤓
Aside from a Russell Shaw prequel, I’ve also been working on not one but two Soldier Boy series, a Dean Winchester series & a (few) one-shots 🫡
Pairing: Russell Shaw x female!Reader
A/N: Set mostly in 2005 Iraq and tells the story how Russell met the reader from The Exit Strategy. Get ready for a 26-year-old, clean-shaven, soldier!Russell 🫡
Hushed voices hurried around the corner past Russell. His demeanor remained the ever-sober soldier as he stole a quick glance at the newest arrivals. A middle-aged, gray-haired and bearded man opened the vault doors with keycard, fingerprint and passcode after depositing his phone. He was the CIA chief of station. A young woman in jeans, a white shirt, and a black blazer stayed close by his side. She was wearing the same keycard on a navy blue band around her neck that read the usual governmental alphabet soup.
And that woman turned out to be you, as Russell would later discover.
For now, though, he stopped you from entering by softly holding you back by your arm. Your brows drew up in both surprise and expectancy as you glanced up at him, your eyes wandering up his torso and taking note of the “SHAW” name tag on the right side of his firm chest, the corporal rank insignia on the collars of his tan button-up, and the Airborne emblem on his left shoulder sleeve.
“Your devices, ma’am,” Russell reminded you gently and abstained from cracking a smile. He had never, ever wanted to smile at someone here before, but now he could feel his facial muscles eagerly twitching. Resistance almost became a cardio workout.
He fully blamed it on the little mischievous twinkle in your eyes.
With a tilt of your head, you smiled – innocently at first. “Don’t carry any. Left them at my desk.” Then a smirk appeared on your lips. “You wanna make sure and frisk me, go right ahead.”
Don’t temp me, don’t temp me, don’t temp me…
You smiled victoriously. “Thought so.”
Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x supe!Reader
Series Summary: Unable to control your abilities, you’re stuck in the present with Billy Butcher, his team, and America’s first asshole. At this point, you’ve become Soldier Boy’s personal punching bag. But when an accident leaves you stranded in 1942, you run into a familiar face and suddenly rely on your future tormentor’s help as your only hope.
A/N: Set partially in 1942, reader is a supe with chronokinesis and meets the man before he becomes the monster. A slow burn with full enemies to lovers vibes 🕰️😉
You had landed on a street, your feet safely planted on a sidewalk. Glistening white snow covered the pavement in a thick veil, the sky a dull gray blanket above. Icicles hung from lampposts with patriotic banners flying in the chill, proclaiming messages to buy war bonds and save scrap metal.
Powdered flakes swirled around you as a streetcar clattered past you on a cobbled street, the sound muffled by the snow. Storefronts and shops lined both sides of the street, shoppers bustling by you in coats, hats, and scarves. Your brow furrowed softly at the row of parked, snow-covered cars that looked a tad… old.
You had definitely traveled back a smidge, but luckily not as far as the Middle Ages again. Judging by the moderately busy street, you assumed you were at least still in New York City. A paperboy was shouting loudly further down, but you couldn’t understand him from the distance. The only word that was plastered everywhere was war.
World War I or World War II, maybe?
Wherever – or whenever – you were, you couldn’t get stuck here. Your short-lived fascination with your new environment was then quickly replaced by a rising panic in your throat.
You had to get home somehow.
Squeezing your eyes shut as tightly as you could, you tried to wish yourself back – unfortunately, you didn’t possess a pair of ruby slippers you could click. The more you tried and failed, the more anxious you became, and you knew a full-on panic attack was just waiting for you around the corner.
With your hands on your knees, you bumped backwards into a man, your lungs constricting so much they barely let any air pass. You spun around, eyes wide and body trembling as a set of hands landed gently on your shoulders and waist for support.
What little breath you had got caught in your throat as you stared into an all-too familiar set of outlandishly green eyes.
Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x female!Reader
Series Summary: Free from his past, Ben’s trying to move on and find a little drop of happiness in this new world. But when he finally holds everything he ever wanted in his hands, it threatens to slip through the cracks, and he has to fight one final time with everything he’s got to keep it.
A/N: The sequel to Rehab and Video Games is finally coming your way 💕
Pairing: Dean Winchester x female!Reader
Summary: Everyone is moving forward, only Dean is standing still. Sam leaves the bunker first, but when he fears to lose you as well, he knows he finally has to do something. Because, after all, all he really craves is you.
A/N: A super long one-shot (let me know if you rather prefer two parts lol) full of angst, severe pining & Dean's self-hate. But don't worry – there is a big payoff at the end 😉❤️🔥
Inspired by the twenty one pilots song of the same name, which gives total Dean-coded energy 🤓
Pairing: Dean Winchester x waitress!Reader
Series Summary: Stuck in your hometown and a dead-end job, you long to be free. Free from your problems, your past, and your responsibilities. When firefighter-in-training, Dean Campbell, enters your small world, he understands better than anyone what it feels like to be trapped. And slowly, you finally begin to dream bigger because of him.
A/N: You probably remember this one from my last newsletter almost a year ago, but I'm so excited to finally start posting this one. Don't be confused by Dean's last name, though – this is set post S15 and he's finally becoming a firefighter under his fake name in Lawrence 😅
That is all I'm sharing for now, concerning upcoming projects in the next six months. I do have a few more things cooking I'm keeping secret for now, though 🤫
🩵 All three parts of Lover will post next week for Valentine's 💕 I'll post the masterlist after the finale of TES on Friday!
🩵 I will also (finally) launching a Patreon soon, where I'll be premiering some of those goodies first. I also want to "pilot" first chapters of series I'm currently working on to see if it's worth continuing, and I want to do polls for what ideas to tackle next! But don't worry – they're all coming to tumblr eventually, too. But if someone is eager to get their hands on something first, they now can! Separate post when it launches is coming soon 🫶
🩵 The Craving and Time After Time are next up in line after Lover ends. Get ready! 🤓
That it is for now, folks! So thrilled to share all of these with you! Which one is your favorite/are you most excited about? Let me know! 😉
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