#chip centric jrwi

[adudelolwriting]

They have a few days of travel.

Normally, this isn't a bad thing. He normally enjoys the travel — thrives during it, really — but this time there was a nagging something on his mind. Something that the waves can't calm, nor the rocking of the ship, or talking to Jay and Gillion about it.

Chip had died.

Chip is dead.

It was something he can't ignore anymore. Jumping from one thing to another to the next, it was keeping his mind off of it so he didn't have to think about it. But this was open sea, with waves just a little too rough, with creatures they had to make sure they didn't run into.

It was just the open sea, with nothing else to distract his mind from the fact.

(Well, that wasn't true. He trained with Gillion for hours, ignoring the guilty look on the others face when he hit Chip just a tad too hard. He stuck near Jay when she was talking to Ensa, or Alphonze, working on the ship or repairing her guns. Jay even showed him how to "properly" sharpen his own swords, one day. Chip avoided Drey, and Finn, staying top deck — somehow, the idea of telling them that Chip failed, hurt.)

So, now with all options exhausted, Chip had to come to terms with it. He didn't want to, no, but once your lungs aren't breathing, and your heart is missing, it's hard to not notice it beating.

Chip shook his head. Drey and Finn — they should know. Everyone on the crew should know. (Know that there's a monster on board. Chip shook his head, ignoring those thoughts.) So, Chip adjusted his headband, making sure the magic is still working, and headed into where Drey is.

Thank God, the room is empty besides the old man. "Hey, Chip," Drey greeted him, nodding his head from his chair. "What's wrong, champ?"

"Nothing's wrong," Chip said instinctively, before internally wincing at himself. He sighs, shaking his head. "Er, well, that's not exactly right. Uh, first I wanted to, um, apologize. For avoiding you."

Drey barks out a laugh, "kid, that's fine. Something's on your mind since you all got back from that island, it's not that hard to tell. You needed time to process whatever happened."

"About that," Chip runs the back of his neck, thinking about his words. "Something… something back happened, Drey. Something real bad happened." He sits up, now, eyes intently locked onto the younger man. 

(Ha, 'man'. No, he was just a boy who died at nineteen.)

"I'm… I died, back there. We got in a real bad fight, and this lady — she took the heart out of my chest. It's still back there, in her stomach somehow, but I died. I'm… I'm undead. Gillion can't even look me in the eyes anymore." Chip reached up, and pulled off his bandana — the magic lifting as he felt the chill of the air on his dead, greying, peeling skin and the skeleton of his hand holding the bandana. After a moment, Chip put it back on, the magical disguise making him look normal again. 

Drey sat, silent for a moment. The boy shifted where he stood, mind racing. Finally, Drey stood up and walked over to Chip, leaning a shoulder onto his as a hug. "All that matters is that you're still here. I'll still love you all the same, Chip. You're my captain, now, and I know you'll be doing great things. This… this doesn't change how I see you, Chip. You're still that little boy that I call my nephew, okay?"

If Chip was alive, he definitely would not be tearing up. He felt his emotional heart tighten up, eyes stinging for no reason. His arms wrapped around Drey's, clinging onto the man like his life depended on it.

(Chip was ten years old, and he was stung by a bee. Arlin was somewhere in town, and Drey was the only one nearby that Chip knew. Drey helped get the stinger out, and then Chip held on to him as he cried.)

Chip sniffled, pulling away from Drey, feeling embarrassed. "I… Thank you, Drey. That means a lot, uh, a lot to me. What you said."

"It's alright." Drey pauses, thinking over his words. "Arlin's going to be so proud of you, when we find him. You've gone through so much just that I've seen — let alone the years you were alone after the Black Rose sank." 

"I…" Right as Chip was about to say something, anything, Earl walked into the room they were in. Chip jumped slightly at the door swinging open, before seeing the halfling walk into the room. He glanced at Chip, and then Drey, before just working on making some new juice — it looked like Gillion had somehow gotten Earl some more fruits. "I'll leave you be, Drey. It's— It's been nice talking to you. Thank you."

"Anything for you, Chip," Drey says with a smile. "I would refrain from, y'know, letting Finn know, right now. He's not looking too hot at the moment. Might want to check up on him, sometime." Chip nods, giving a small nod to Drey. Earl huffs something right as Chip walks out of the room, but he doesn't hear it as he walks out. 

He walks up near Jay, before just flopping down next to her, against the edge of the ship. "Sup?" She asks, looking at Chip's jello'd form. "Did you tell..?"

"Yeah," Chip sighs, "yeah. It, uh… he's chill with it."

Jay laughs, rolling her eyes. "Of course he'd be 'chill' with it." Jay puts down whatever little device she was making. "How are you doing, though? You okay?"

"As okay as I can be, I think, considering.." He gestures to himself. "Everything. I.. I haven't been trying to think about it."

"No?" Jay asks, cocking her head as she looks at him. "I feel like you've made plenty of jokes about it, on the way back to the ship."

"I mean, well, yeah. I've been — I'm coping, Jay. But I haven't actually — I haven't sat down and talked about it. It still doesn't even feel real." He brings his knees up to his chest, resting his head on his arms. "But anyways, enough about me. What are you up to?"

Jay doesn't respond for a moment, looking Chip in the eye before sighing. "It's a device Ensa sent me some blueprints off. It's supposed to help the conch shell hold signals and stuff, even oceans away." She picked up the gizmo, along with the conch shell, and held the two items together. "See? It sort of sits on the rim, here."

"That's cool," Chip says, looking at it. "Have you guys been having issues talking when we entered the Black Sea?"

Jay nods, humming, before picking up a screwdriver as she works. "Yeah. It doesn't sound great, honestly. It breaks up pretty bad — kinda like when there's a super bad storm, even if it's as 'clear' as this place gets."

"Huh. I didn't know it was having issues. Anything I can do to help?"

Jay shrugs, looking it over. "Not… really? Sorry, Chip, but it's pretty much done, anyways." Jay pauses, glancing at Chip. "If you want, you could, uh, get Gillion? I think he's down with Finn, at the moment. I'm just doing the final touches, right now, so I can show you guys how to use it once you're both here."

"Yeah! Yeah, okay, I can do that. Be right back, Jay!" Chip gives her a salute after he stood up, before heading down into the lower parts of the ship.

[gillionmeowstrider]

absence of warmth.

based off this post by @theratdruid

[clownfire]

Riptide’s themes of found family mean so much to me. 

Pirate crews are literally found families IN THE TEXT.  The way Roofus talks about the Black Rose crew choosing to collectively raise Chip and Lizzie. Jay’s arc can be read as being about the disconnection with one’s birth family experienced by many queer ppl. ALMOST EVERY CONVERSATION WITH DREY. Ollie is basically the Albatrio’s son.

I AM A SUCKER FOR FOUND FAMILY TROPE, ESPECIALLY ONES THAT DON’T JUST REPLICATE NORMATIVE FAMILY STRUCTURES!11!!1!!!!...!

ishouldmakeapowerpointpresentation...

[beetle-ze-bub]

I love seeing people nominate Chip for tournaments. Like, yes my sad wet cat son, get it! You're probably gunna lose but you're trying your best and I appreciate it! Proud of you <3

[freakpit]

“jrwi is too chip-centric rn ://“ my brother idk how to tell you this but we’re literally in the black sea

[tigers1o1]

As the FnC guy, do you have any recommendations on JRWI fan fics?

Absolutely i do

Fools gold- written by yours truly, an absolute staple of the fnc community :D silly fake dating au

Our Mistakes - also written by me. It hasnt been updated in a minute but i PROMMY ill be able to work on it again soon. Hard to explain but Trust Me its so good

I’m Begging for you to take my hand - not the most standard concept but its GORGEOUS writing. It is a super fascinating piece. Regency era type beat + a silly duel :D

Echoes of destiny - space au! I dont think i finished it but what i did read was BALLER i need to finish it

Its not pain- scar appreciation!!! And not super fnc centric i dont think

Defining devotion- super interesting gillion character study

Luxury- GOD THIS ONE IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE its so good. Basically chip explores a bunch of alternate universes and realizes that wishes are fickle things. Its SO good highly recommend

Planetary GO! - prime defenders space au. I dont read a lot of pd but FUCK this ones good

Anyway those are just those i wrote or the top tier bookmarks but i also made a post (link @ bottom) that has a ton of reccs from others in the fandom as well!!

All links under the cut

[wanderingbards]

Whyyyy not lol

The Spiritfarer

Legends of Prime

Summer Lovin', Havin a Blast

A Wanderer's Lullaby

A Land of Paper

True Sight

These are just a few lol, all jrwi related. Idk who to tag so imma leave this open for anyone who wants to do it!

tagged by @girlbossjackie ^-^

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Here are some titles for my wips :D

Jay Ferin, navigator, inventor, lover of blacksand

uh oh navy moment

you know the bitch (except not because i just started writing something else???)

THE ACTUAL BITCH

uhhhhhhm. tagging @atomicraft @polypd and @isaacthedruid :D

[losingallchill]

soooooooooo I just found your blog and just wanted to say I love your stuff so far! really hits the fnc that I’ve been missing, and let’s be honest we all have missed jrwi. may I suggest a fnc fic where the boys are just relaxing at a beach town and having a day off from chaos? Nothing angsty, maybe a bit of the rest of the crew and definitely have Jay, (I hate it when people overlook Jay for the gays. I love them, but Jay deserves love too!) I would appreciate it if you could. If not, it’s ok! Totally understand if not, life is busy I get it. Sorry for the long ask, just wanted to say a lot.

-anon :)

so sorry that this is uh [ checks watch ] seven months late anon :') i've tried to write this two separate times already, so i am praying that the third time's the charm

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group: gillion + chip genre: fluff , canon reprieve  warnings: swearing , chip-centric , fish and chips mention wc: 1k

god, it was so nice to just not fuckin' worry. chip felt like he could breathe for the first time in what must've been weeks.

the water lapped up against the shore, where gillion stood stiffly, his hands placed on his hips, as if he didn't really know what else to do.

jay sat a few feet away with ollie and ensa, tinkering with a pair of goggles that had washed up on the beach.

the sand grains against his fingers, the sound of the waves, the salty taste of the air, chip felt at peace. no running, at least not for today.

"gil, what on earth are you doing?" he finally called out to his friend, who stood as still as a statue.

"enjoying myself!" came the taut reply, as he stood, unmoving. "this is how that works, right?"

a pleased laugh escaped from chip's throat as he squinted against the sun to look at gillion. "you can't be serious!"

"i'm always serious," gillion said back. "except when i'm not."

"come here, you idiot." chip finally relented, leaning back against the warm sand. "sit with me. just sit in the sun."

"i'll get all dry," complained gillion, but he obediently turned, and walked back to sit with his co-captain.

watching gillion settle down on the sand next to him, chip couldn't turn off the grin that had been on his face since they'd docked.

since jay had agreed to stay a few days here, on this quiet tiny island. where no one needed them, and no one chased them. and today marked their first day of pure bliss. rest and relaxation was the best thing that could've happened to chip right now.

and he thought, as he looked at gillion's stiff nature, that he must've never had that same ability, to just sit and be.

"just lay back with me, dude." chip said easily, facing gillion. "chill out. take a nap, if you wanna."

gillion hummed, a simple affirmative to let chip know he was listening.

in the distance, ollie yelled something incoherent, and he could hear jay laugh, imagining how she threw her head back in joy, without needing to look at her.

"talk to me," gillion said suddenly. "i can't- i don't think i can relax. talk to me. make me relax."

"it's not like a task dude," chip said back, still looking over at him. gillion's eyes were closed, the sun casting the shadow of his eyelashes over his cheeks. "just... chill out. think about being warm."

"will you come in the water with me then?" gillion asked, cracking one eye open. "i'm serious, i'm starting to dry up and it's uncomfortable and i hate it."

huffing out a chuckle, chip sat up, brushing the sand off his palms. "sure, dude. maybe we'll find a snail and give it to jay as a gift."

gillion sat up next, eyes sparkling. "you think she'd like that?"

"fifty-fifty shot. if she hates it, you gotta give me ten gold."

"i don't have any gold," gillion sighed back, on his feet. "i gave all of it to the sea."

a trail of gold bloomed behind chip's eyes, but he kept that amusing thought to himself.

"then gimme..." chip turned back, and examined gillion lazily, his eyes taking in the other boy. he finally pointed at gillion's hip, at a chain that hung, an old fashioned clock at the end of it. "that thing."

"this?" gillion picked it up gingerly. "clock?"

"yeah. if she hates it, i get that."

"sure." gillion agreed. "but if she likes it, i want something too." and it was his turn to scrutinize chip.

chip almost flushed under his intense gaze.

"that one." and gillion pointed at a bracelet that adorned his wrist, a simple gold chain that he'd bought a few days ago. "i like that one."

"this?" chip shook back his sleeve. "it's so plain."

"yeah, but it's yours. it's cool."

"you think so?"

"yeah. i like it. it's..." gillion trailed off, his eyebrows pinched. "it's very you." he settled on, finally.

chip grinned back at him. "let's find a fuckin' snail."

"can i give her a frog too?" gillion asked, splashing into the water, as chip paused to kick his shoes off and roll up his pant legs.

"if you can find one?" chip stepped into the water gingerly, giving a shriek at the temperature.

gillion turned back to look at him, after hearing the embarrassing noise, and chip glared at him.

"shut up."

"what was that?"

"shut up."

"are you in danger? did something bite you?"

"stop talking."

"i'll enact revenge on whatever harmed you, in your honor," gillion told him solemnly. "i swear it on the sea."

"you really don't need to-" chip sighed, getting used to the water now, but inching in as slow as he could. "god it's fuckin' freezing."

"who yelled like a baby?" came a disembodied shout from the beach, and both of them turned to look at drey, slowly rising from where he was taking a nap. "screamed so loud it woke me up."

"chip is alright!" gillion bellowed back, making chip wince. "he was bitten, and i am going to take my sword in retaliation!"

"dude, you don't need to tell him that-" chip hissed, his cheeks warm with embarrassment. "he's like- super cool, you do not need to mention how awfully uncool i am!"

"you are cool," gillion looked at chip again, his sudden bluntness causing chip to stutter. "yes, he is cool, but you're cooler. in my gaze, anyway. not everyone duels me and lives to tell the tale."

chip exhaled a short laugh. "god, you suck." he said, affectionately. "jay's gonna tell you not to inflate my ego too much, y'know."

"she's the one that needs the ego check," gillion snickered back. "have you heard her sleep talk? she gives us commands in her sleep, i do not want to be in her line of fire while she is awake."

"all the more reason to find something to scare the shit out of her with," chip grinned, plunging his hands into the water to continue his search.

[jrwiconfessions]

"jrwi is getting boring because grizzly is a bad writer and everything is chip centric" have u considered not watching. u know u dont have to right .

-

[s0lar-ch3ri]

ollie centric fic ideas because i love this child (spoilers for jrwi)

a lot will be comforting for me because yes (they may start angst but ye) but anyways first idea is ollie has undiagnosed adhd and has always had focus problems and during one of like the meetings for the riptide pirates theyre going over a plan and ollie is just freaking out silently because he genuinely is trying to hard to focus but nothings working and chip notices and comforts him on it

As they talked, Ollie couldn't find himself able to focus in. He tried fidgeting with his hands, blocking out other sounds, forcefully staring at any of them, but nothing worked. He'd always had problems with this type of thing, but this time he couldn't find a way to focus in and it scared him. He was shaking and trying to hold back tears. What if he missed something important and didn't know what to do? What if Chip got mad that he didn't listen? He just stood there, staring at the floor as the voices around him were simply a blur of noises saying things his brain refused to comprehend.

"Hey buddy, are you feeling okay?" Chip bent down and grabbed Ollie's shoulder's gently. Ollie tried to look at him, but instead just starred at Chip's shirt. He gave a slight head shake no and kept fidgeting. With a collective look, Jay and Gill went off and left Chip to comfort his son.

would probs also add other oneshots in it of adhd ollie being the greatness he is but onto the next one, which is after a night of just not being sleepy, pretzel finds him and they just play around

So this is what being on board a pirate ship is like. Having your dad's I-think boyfriend's pet frogtopus come hang out with you in the middle of the night. For whatever reason, Ollie just didn't feel the need to sleep. He hadn't stayed up, he just didn't want to. Here he was now, drawing in the crow's nest, looking at the moon.

Then he heard the purr. There wasn't any cats on deck, and he knew he didn't purr. When he looked up, right on the rails was Pretzel.

"Pretzel!? What are you doing up, Gillion may get worried..." Having been around her so much, everyone onboard could read her expressions well enough as though she was speaking to them. She gave Ollie the look of "I should be asking you".

"Okay, fair." Ollie continued on drawing. Pretzel climbed onto his shoulder and watched as he drew. As she climbed back down, Ollie shrugged, thinking she got tired and went back to bed. However, barely a minute later, she returned with a set of water proof markers neatly in a bag.

"ARE THOSE GILLION'S?! PRETZEL YOUR GONNA-" She lifted a tentacle to Oliver's mouth and started showing the different colors to him. While the shade names were off by one, together they worked to color the drawings he made.

yes hed carry markers around duh anyways next fic idea where ollie, being his aged up self, asks chip if he could try the bandana of disguise out

"Chip, I wanna try something..." Ollie had thought of the idea before, but never really knew when he should ask. While Ollie had gotten used to this taller adult form, he didn't enjoy it much still. It felt off putting at times and Oliver couldn't tell if he'd ever go back to being small.

"Yeah, what's up?" Chip was undisguised and the bandana fit well in his messy hair. He had a matching one that Chip bought him, but it wasn't magical like his. He didn't even realize until now that the old one was tied around his wrist.

"Could I maybe try something with your disguise bandana?" Chip, with only an eyebrow raise, took it off and handed it to him. "What prank you tryna pull my boy?" Chip had a cheeky grin on his face.

"No prank, just, um, seeing something." After a brief explanation, Ollie tried it out. He was a bit nervous, but he thought of the image he wanted to become. Within an instant, he went from looking down at Chip, to having to look up at Chip.

i do got more but i got homework to do so ill make more later

[andynthestars]

HEY JRWI FANDOM I FINALLY POSTED SMTH AND IT IS FOR YOU!!!! It’s a Gillion centric, character study type fic with rom fish n chips!! enjoy!!!

[cnidarian-tidalwave]

I'll bite! What's the jrwinitw au?

Nitw (Night in The Woods) is a 2010s indie game about a college dropout named mae borowski returning to her hometown of possum springs, but something is off, and mae is determined to find out what is going on. I recommend actually watching a nitw playthrough if you haven’t ever heard of it, it is beautiful and is the only game that’s ever brought me to tears (The game features things like ghosts, cults, psychosis/BPD/derealization, the fallout of company towns, poverty, familial death, homophobia, abuse, so be warned! It handles all these topics beautifully, but they are heavy nonetheless).

Jrwinitw will spoil the plot of nitw! You have been warned!

Jrwinitw takes my favorite aspects of jrwi and nitw and makes a chip-centric story in which chip is returning to the port city of Blackrose. He meets up with Lizzie Lafayette and she takes him to band practice where chip finds Jay, someone he was close to when they were like 10, Lizzie’s girlfriend Edyn Fischer, who Chip met like once before, and ollie, this highschool senior who just chills with the gang. For some reason Gill, Edyn’s cousin and the old drummer for the band, has gone missing. The gang has band practice then heads to Chey’s Kitchen for some pizza and when they leave they find a blackened and severed arm, giving the first taste of the mystery portion of the story!

For the au I’ll mostly be redrawing screenshots or doing rough animatics of scenes from the game, I’m really excited to do the final act especially!

[navysealt4t]

you're as beautiful as endless (fish n chips)

fluff.... fluffy fish n chips... fic *passes out* link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43957939

summary: Forehead against forehead, Chip moved his hand to Gillion’s cheek and met his eyes. Gillion held the hand against his cheek with ease, while his other rested on his waist.

“Hi,” Chip whispered once more, voice light and airy.

Gill smiled and he squinted just a tad. Enough so that Chip could see the happiness just through the twinkle in his eyes. It wouldn't surprise Chip if he looked the same.

“Hi,” Gill whispered back. His mouth barely moved from his smile and he never took his eyes off Chip.

Or:

Chip wakes up one morning cuddled next to Gillion. Fluff ensues.

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reblogs help a lot !!! (authors notes under cut)

this is probably ooc. pls dont bully me.

uhhhh if u liked this fic feel free to follow me !!! i have 3 other fics in the works rn (1 fish n chips, 1 chip angst, 1 albatrio centric) !!!

i wanna get more involved with the fan community but it is SO HARD im not a big fan of tumblr LMAO but I REFUSE to use twitter :) yall r really cool tho I've been lurking. i wish there was a jrwi discord server... anyways have a fun read!!!

[sodaquail]

The issue in my eyes is not that people like Gillion, or Charlie — but they make no effort to look OUTSIDE of him. Jrwi is not just slimecicle’s content 😭😭. Jay as a character was a little hard to crack for me but I put in the effort and feel like I understand her more and am not proficient in writing her. It’s that kind of thing people are unwilling to do, for some reason.

I have seen people go ‘yeah chip is traumatized, we get it’ and move on as if there’s all to be said about him?? And same thing with ‘dead sister, shitty dad’ for Jay??? But these people are willing to put hours into analyzing Gill???

I love Gill but in the gill-centric stuff he’s mischaracterized so badly that it doesn’t actually feel like a fanfic about him. And I struggle to read it because it’s so badly out of character — and diminishing to other characters too… sigh….

I actively try to combat the amount of Gillion favoritism by giving Chip as horrible of a time as possible, picking it up and then going 'omg!! i love chip!! writing him is so fun" (I have picked up a dried husk)

[enderspawn]

2 nights of no sleep so far bruh……..

[snail-speed-6]

Snails can write. You heard me! They can!

See here, they wrote these just for you:

JRWI: Riptide collection (Ao3)

You Frighten me (Because I Love You) (Ao3): A JRWI; Riptide oneshot about the frightening and blossoming relationship between Chip and GIllion. (fluff).

A Storm Disrupts More Than Just the WiFi (Ao3): How each of the captains of the albatros deal with a stormy night (emotional hurt)

Remember the Tides (They’ll always love you) (Ao3) : Gillion feeling homesick after a trip to the beach (emotional hurt/comfort) 

Fish (Ao3): Chip gets caught by a group of drunk bastards and Gillion comes to the rescue. (some hurt/comfort) (protectiveness)

Under the Weather (is where we sleep at night) (Ao3): Chip notices Gillion is feeling a little ill and (forcefully) suggests that he take it easy. (fluff and comfort) (sickfic)

His Frogtapus Friend (Ao3): Short story of Gillion meeting Pretzel thanks to Edyn. (fluff) (slice of life kinda)

Learning to Live Again (Ao3): Gillion reflects on his banishment, then almost gets run over by a strange floating thing on the water- hey are those humans?! (angst) (prequel kinda)

Air From These Lungs (it’s thicker than blood) (Ao3): Gillon goes down in a fight with the Navy. Chip and Jay help him. (hurt/comfort) 

Burning Taste (like fire on my tongue) (Ao3):  The Riptide and Grandberry pirates have a bit of fun and drinks.(humour) (drinking)

Stars Hide Your Fires (let night stoke the fears inside us) (Ao3): Each of the Albatrio have a nightmare but their friends are there for them. (hurt/comfort) (nightmares)

NK (Ao3): Gillion thinks about the tattoo on his wrist. (thought exploration) (slight angst)

Littletide Pirates AU (JRWI)  (Ao3)

The Champions of Land and Sea (shall rise or fall to bring unity) (Ao3): Gillion's origin for the Littletide Pirates AU (angst) (prequel)

The Runaway Girl (Ao3): Jay’s origin for the Littletide Pirates AU (prequel)

A Satchel of Oranges and Danger Close Behind (Ao3): Chip’s origin for the Littletide Pirates AU (humour) (prequel)

The Littletide Pirates (Ao3): An alternate universe where the Albatrio met at a much younger age - canon divergence (eventual happy ending) (adventure)

On Stardom, and the Benefits of Rock and Roll (Ao3):  The next instalment in the Littletide AU series! (sequel) (adventure) (eventual happy ending)

JRWI: Prime Defenders collection (Ao3)

Sweet Dreams (Oh I want them so bad) (Ao3): Vyncent and the others watch a movie to help them get to sleep. Hints at Ghostknife. (fluff) (some hurt/comfort)

A Little Hot. A Little Cold. (Ao3): The Prime Defenders' AC is broken during a heat wave, and William (being technically dead) is always cold. Fluff ensues. (fluff) (hugs)

Flash (Ao3):  My take on the clean up the team does in episode 16 before William's parents come to visit. Pretty Dakota centric. (short) (slice of life)

Every Hero Has an Origin Story (ours are steeped in blood) (Ao3):  Find out how these three teens became the Prime Defenders we know, and how their first meeting might have gone! (backstory) (prequel) (light angst obviously)

Ghost Energy (a paranormal moment indeed) (Ao3):  William's powers sometimes manifest in strange ways when the wisps get upset or agitated. (fluff) (comfort)

To Catch a Ghost (Ao3):  The Prime Defenders base is totally haunted. (ongoing)

JRWI: Apotheosis collection (Ao3)

I’d Like One Ordinary Guy For Divine Intervention, Please (Ao3): A small character study for my scrunkly little Peter Sqloint (character study)

I See Your Scars (they don’t belong on your skin) (Ao3): Peter doesn’t like being a puppet for an angel. Thanatos realises he has a heart. PLATONIC!! (angst and some comfort) (kinda bittersweet)

Let Your Spark Turn to Flame (Ao3): Peter finally learns a bit of magic and everyone is excited. (slice of life) (fluff)

Torchwood tales (Ao3)

I Was Just An Only Child Of the Universe (Ao3): A Torchwood fix-it because I wasn’t ready for Ianto to die. (hurt/comfort)

MCYT

Almost But Not Quite Human (Wattpad): A MCYT multi-chapter fic in which a terrible disease has spread across the land, turning people into freakish monsters and beasts. George and Sapnap must find their way to New Hope in search of a cure. But what they find might not be what they expected. (adventure) (multi-chapter)

MCYT Oneshots (Wattpad): A collection of oneshots for MCYT such as a dramatic retelling of Technoblade’s execution on the dream SMP, or Captain Puffy’s adventures out at sea. (Might add these to Ao3 eventually) (multi-chapter)

UTMV

I’m Too Tired to Sleep (Wattpad): A Dreamtale story about the 500 years that Dream was trapped in stone, and the formation of Nightmare’s gang. (story) (multi-chapter)

Shattered Souls (Wattpad): Sequel to I’m Too Tired to Sleep in which the creators are bored after the events of the previous story, and decide to shake it up a bit. (story) (multi-chapter)

Slimecicle Cinematic Universe collection (Ao3)

Tell Me More (Ao3): As Jschlatt talks to Charlie in the 100 days apocalypse, it echoes to the next universe over. (transcript but with plot) (worldbuilding)

The Slimecicle Cinematic Universe (As told by a madman) (Ao3): A timeline of the SCU by Jschlatt. (timeline but with plot) (worldbuilding) (angst)

Red vs Blue collection (Ao3)

Feeling Blue (Ao3): Rewrite of one of my favourite parts of season 10 of Red versus Blue (angst) (rewrite)

Halo collection (Ao3)

Recommendation (Ao3): The kind of mission Six might have gone on before he joined Noble Team (action) (multi-chapter)

Operation: REAPER (Ao3): Alpha-Nine discover that the Spartan Noble Six's death was... greatly exaggerated (multi-chapter) (action)

Getting Analytical (not fanfiction)

Hamlet’s Motivations (and lack thereof) (Tumblr): This one's about why Hamlet acts the way he does (essay)

Is Hamlet’s Behaviour Inexcusable? (Tumblr): Discussing what it says on the tin (essay)