What do you do when the ones you've promised to serve, to devote your life to in defense of your country, turn on you? The answer's simple. You run. And you survive. Based on this prompt: 'Steve Rogers/Maria Hill; bankrobber or western AU.'

My Tumblr Ask Box is always open for fic prompts. These are the results. Primarily Steve/Darcy stories in various stages of a relationship, with the occasional venture into other characters and pairings as well. Chapter Five: Steve. Darcy. St. Patrick's Day. Asgardian mead. That is all.

When Sirius escapes from Azkaban in 1986 to take Harry from the Dursleys, it's really only the beginning of everything. Massively AU, and a Remus Sirius tale as well. A story from the Raising Harry ficathon days.

Remus slid down in the bed...kissing the almost sleeping boy on the cheek. “You’ll find what you’re looking for. I promise.” An RS ficlet.

Trovommi amor del tutto disarmato... Petrarch. A soft moment in an unfamiliar world after the war is over. A Remus and Tonks ficlet.

Ted Tonks comes to the bittersweet realization that his little girl is all grown up. An RT story.

There was a locket and a note, courtesy of R.A.B. Someone had to have left it there, and something had to have happened to the real Horcrux. Major HBP spoilers and speculation inside.

Tonks tasted like black currant tea to Remus, a flavor he always associated with her comforting hands. An RT ficlet.

“Dry your eyes, my little friend. Let me take you by the hand…” Even in the darkest hours of the night, when bad thoughts come creeping in, there's always a place where one can go to hear a story, let the daytime world slip away, and relax, just for

The Death Eaters in Azkaban are screaming that the double-crosser double-crossed them. If you scream loud enough and long enough, someone's bound to hear.

In the summer of 1995 Doris Purkiss gave an interview to The Quibbler stating that Sirius Black was really Stubby Boardman. What if she were right? Sirius Black tells a story.