The year is 1885. Alfred Jones has spent the last twenty years avoiding any and all responsibilities toward his government, his presidents, his capital, and even other nations. Determined to enjoy a solitary life on the western prairies, the disgruntled young nation meets an incredibly unusual man who will upend not only his life, but the future of the United States itself.
Set in the 24th century, Alfred takes a long journey out into the final frontier, and almost doesn't come back. His brother and father are left to tend to the aftermath, and see a not-so-young man take his next steps of maturity. Warnings for mentions of death, PTSD, and alcohol.
Alfred hasn't seen Arthur since well before he declared independence, and as the war begins to grow, he certainly hasn't been looking for him. In the end, he really should've known that they would stumble into each other, one way or another. Rated for death, blood, gore, some minor dismemberment, it sounds worse than it is, but I don't want anybody taken off guard.
Anakin Skywalker has never known a universe without both Ben and Obi-Wan Kenobi. As Palpatine's schemes draw taut against a galaxy in crisis and Obi-Wan chases shadows, Ben must contend with his past and his present while Anakin uncovers the truth of the dark and light within himself. All must work together in balance and harmony to ensure that Hope does not die to Darkness.
In some hopeful future, the pandemic wanes toward a final close, and an Englishman crosses the channel to visit a very old friend. Both are surprised by who they find waiting for them in Calais, but what is a thousand years of companionship, really, if you can't occasionally pretend you're strangers? Rated only for language.
His tribe thought he was dead, but after eight long years in slavery, Hiccup finds his way back to Berk. A broken man, he struggles to understand the word 'home' while his friends and family pull together the pieces of his story. Maybe, in time, they can all find some kind of peace. Maybe. Spawned from the Slave AU that AvannaK and I created on tumblr. Warnings for... everything.
The isle of Berk is under attack from some rather infamous foreigners. However, if they think they can waltz off with Berk herself with the flick of a gladius, they are in for a rather nasty surprise. If the chief and the alpha have anything to say about it, they'll be turning their Latin-bred tails between their legs before they set foot on the beach. Oneshot.
"You know, sometimes I really wish I weren't king. I think I'd like to be a knight. No, actually, not a knight. A squire, maybe. Just a servant. Not forever. Just a day." But you know what they say, Arthur, be careful what you wish for. For Feste!