This is a masterlist of all of the Hawaii Five-0 fics I've written. All fics are finished unless labelled otherwise. Fics are rated anywhere from G to NC-17, and include Gen, Het, and Slash. Please read all warnings in the headings of each fic.

Fics are posted in order they were written, unless they are part of a series. Series' are posted at the end of each section.

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I guess I was wrong. Ah well.

A lot has happened since I last posted. I am no longer a manager, but am much healthier than I was. I still work at the same place, but I have less responsibility. I don't get paid as much, which can be a problem, but I get paid for every second I work instead of working more hours than I get paid for.

I'm actually looking into going back to teaching. I keep getting the run-around though, while trying to get information on renewing my certificate. Hopefully, I'll know something soon.

In other news, I watching the first Iron Man two days after seeing Avengers: Endgame for the second time. No spoilers, but damn. Sure puts that first movie into a different light, and really shows how far Tony had gone in the 11 years since. Wow!

I also have a lot more thoughts about Endgame and related subjects if anyone wants to talk. I haven't really had the chance to really discuss it with anyone. I had this really crazy dream after seeing it too. Kind of a what if/alternate universe thing. My brain can be a very interesting, and sometimes scary place. ;-P

Well, that's it for now. I'll try and be around more, and I'll definitely converse with anyone that replies. One advantage to not being a manager anymore, is I have more free time.

Long time, no post. My life has been hectic and really I haven't had much of a life since we moved back to Louisiana. I work mostly nights with my job, and I sleep for a good bit of the the day. I'm hardly ever on my computer anymore, and when I am, it's only for a few minutes.

I used to really like my job, but now it's just a never ending string of frustration and annoyance. They switched general managers from another restaurant in the franchise, and we went from being the rest in the franchise, to possibly one of the worst. I just wish TPTB would realize the issue already and take care of her. Oops... did I say her? LOL I just hope a remedy is found soon, or corporate may close us down, or we may all get fired. I just don't want to get in trouble or go down for something I didn't do. I guess we'll see.

I'm hoping that I will be able to spend more time online in the ear future. I've felt so out of the loop lately, and it's been a bit disconcerting. I'll at least try to get on here and post more. That's about all the time I have for now. Hope to be back soon.

Well, the Photobucket bomb finally hit me. Both my journals probably look crazy now, but especially my LJ. At least my user icons and gifs are stored at my LJ. Everything else is on Photobucket. If I had the time I'd go and try and remedy that, but I don't. I have a job now!

About that... I am an assistant manager at one of the local Zaxby's restaurants. I've worked mostly nights so far, which is from either 5 or 6 pm to 3-ish am. Luckily, I was off today, and work days for the next 2 days. I close Saturday night, and I'm off on Sunday. I really like the job, but I am exhausted all the time. I'm hoping that I won't have as many nights on a regular basis. It's really draining.

That's it for now. I've had a long day, but I got to hang out with family, which was great. I have to get up early in the morning, so I better sign off for now. Later!

Well, New Jersey isn't going to happen. We just couldn't afford it, and we kept hitting roadblock after roadblock. It just got to be too much. So, like the title says, that door has closed.

There seems to be a light at the end of the tunnel, though. We are moving back home, sorta. We will going back to North Louisiana, about halfway between both our families. Hubby is going to complete his teacher certification that he started years ago before he started his Doctorate, and it looks like he'll be getting money from the school there to do it. Our moving timeline will be the same, but we will only be going 3 hours away.

This is a huge relief, even though it kinda feels like we're stepping back in time. The school is where hubby started his undergrad back in 1995. The first time around for him was not a good experience, but most of the people that gave him grief back then have moved on.

I feel, in my heart, that this will be a positive move forward for us. It won't be as big as an adventure as New Jersey would have been, but I think this could be a good first step for something else later on down the line.

The hits keep coming. I swear there is some conspiracy going on. Someone really doesn't want us to succeed. We are determined to make things work, though. We will move to New Jersey if it kills us.

In an effort to try and get more help, my mom has revamped the GoFundMe page. It is now much more serious and touts hubby's accomplishments and what we hope to accomplish. Any help is appreciated, even if it is just a share.

Help Kristi and Tracy get to New Jersey

At this point, our move pretty much hinges on the money we get from this page. Apparently, I've gotten to the point of begging.

I have been contemplating all day whether to post about this or not. I decided, for my own sanity, to post it.

Last night, around 9:30 I think, I was in my bathroom and heard a small tap from the window (which is small and about 8 feet off the ground). I looked up and noticed the top half of a cell phone (the camera lens) pointed into my bathroom. It took me a moment to realize what it was, because it was so unexpected. It disappeared shortly after.

At first, I was angry and I wanted to run out and try to catch whoever it was. My hubby stopped me though, and called the sheriff's office. They sent a deputy right over. He looked around and noticed that there were some cinder blocks that had been stacked under my window. Even so, it still would have been quite a reach to get to the window. He said that he didn't see anything, but that he would do a foot patrol, and then for the next several nights, they would have deputies do foot patrols through the area to see if they can catch someone.

As soon as he left, my hubby covered the window with tin foil, and he moved the cinder blocks away from the back of the apartment.

It wasn't until this morning that it really hit me what had happened. I called management and wasn't able to speak to the landlord, but I left a message with the receptionist detailing everything that happened. She said that she would get him the message immediately and that he would call me back. My hubby called about an hour later and told me that he had also called and that the landlord was going to call me. Guess what?! He never called! This doesn't actually surprise me, but that's a whole other can of worms that I'd rather not get into right now.

My hubby is going to keep calling until something is done. The deputy mentioned how dark it is back there, and "recommended" that there needed to be more light back there.

I then told some of my neighbors that I'm friendly with. I think it was the repeated rehashing of events that really made it hit home what had happened. I started to wonder:

- How long has this been going on?
- Were they taking photos or video?
- What has happening to the photos/video?
- What have they seen me doing?

I'm really freaked out and upset. I could barely concentrate on anything today. When my hubby finally got home from work today, I started crying. I'd held it in most of the day. He has been so great through this.

I really hope they find who it was. I always thought I was safe here, but now, I don't feel so safe anymore.

So, it's been a long time since I just posted something other than graphics, or movie trailers. I haven't really, up till now, felt I had much to share. Now, though, I'm in the need to share some real life news, and frustrations it brings. I'm also in the need of help, but I am very reluctant to ask for it.

A few months back, my hubby got the job offer of a lifetime. He would be working for a company that takes care of it's employees, and it would be doing something that he has only ever dreamed of doing. See, he is a tuba player and teacher, and he has thought for many years that he would end up getting a teaching job at a college or something similar. That would have been fine with us, as it's what he's trained for a long time to do. His biggest dream for the long haul has been to play in a big orchestra, but that's nearly impossible to do. Well, this job is working for a music company, where he will be learning to repair and actually build tubas, as well as sell and play them on a daily basis. He would get to travel and will probably also get to teach as well. It's a dream come true for him, and something we are really excited about. Now for the problem.

This job is located in New Jersey, which is really far away from here, and has a much higher cost of living than here. We have had some major financial issues lately, and as of right now, we don't have near enough money to even attempt the move. It's so frustrating because, once he starts getting paid (and I find a job and start getting paid as well), we should be okay, but it's the getting there and getting set up and started that is what's holding everything up. The job is already his, we just have to get there. It's causing us so much stress right now, that we're getting to the point where we want to give up. My family has helped, and is trying to help as much as they can, but it's not nearly enough. I even got a job here to try and take up some of the financial slack, but it's doesn't pay much. This is all so frustrating.

This is a chance for us to really, finally start our lives and make a living for ourselves. It's the first real chance we've had to be on our own and live. I just see it all slipping through our fingers. I've been praying and hoping and wishing for a miracle.

So this is what I've been dealing with for the past several months, and it's only getting more frustrating. My mom even set up a GoFundMe page for us, but it's hasn't gotten much traction. I'm reluctant to post the link here, because of all the recent uproar with LJ, and I have no idea who will actually read this (this is crossposted from DW). Also, I'm just not that comfortable asking for money. Mostly, I'm just asking for advice and just to talk about what is going on. If anyone would like to see the GoFundMe page, just let me know, and I'll send the link. I'm not really expecting much, but even just a share might get it in front of more people.

Well, that's probably much more than I've said to anybody in a long time. If anyone has any questions, or just wants to talk, I'm here. Thanks for reading.

Testing this crossposting thing again. I'm still on LJ, but I've backed everything up on Dreamwidth.

Just what the title says. Job hunting sucks... especially when I don't have a lot of experience doing it. Most of the jobs I've held in the past were found for me through an employment agency. I also haven't had a full time job in over 6 years. I hope I'm doing it right.