#fic: the atoners

[copper-dust]

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From the writing ask meme:

🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?

Typically, I would assume that if a fic didn't really get many comments or kudos, that means that people didn't get or like it. However, if we're going by comments I've received that confirm that people didn't understand my story... it's got to be The Atoners. People seemed to really fixate on the Severus vs. Marauders conflict and who was in the right, when the story was actually meant to be about fathers and sons, and trying to make amends when doing so is impossible.

💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

I did not expect to get so much positive feedback and attention on March Hare. It isn't one of my favourite stories that I've written, and I didn't think it would really take off the way it did. I also usually don't write Trio fics, and this is really my only trio story. I find writing Ron very difficult.

💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?

Any and all of my fics are open to rewriting and reworking. I often edit chapters to make little changes. The fics that I think need the most work right now are my long WIPs, Merry Men and Check the Spindle. With MM, what I dislike is the first scene in which we (the readers) arrive in Vietnam and meet the principle characters. It doesn't satisfy me. I don't think it's an exciting enough dive into the story and the setting. CTS I think just needs a lot of cutting.

[teaposee]

Where are my de-aging quirk accident fic lovers at… I love them so much

[idle-soliloquy]

Clegan Atonement AU....

The angst potential... The tragic ending, the WWII themes.

The library scene...

THE LIBRARY SCENE!!!

[lunar-years]

I’ve already explored and seen other people explore the idea of Jamie texting/reaching out to Roy in the wake of the season one finale because he feels reasonable/guilty about Roy’s injury. But WHAT IF…Roy is super depressed one night and/or has had a few drinks in an attempt to drown his sorrows and then decides to text Jamie…to blame him. Now, I don’t think Roy in his right mind would *actually* blame Jamie for his injury, because that would be dumb and they were both just doing their jobs, which Roy fully knows. However, in a very distressed state I can absolutely see Roy launching at whomever he can blame. Particularly when that person is Jamie, a person he already hates.

[soliloquy-dawn]

Find the word

@weimarweekly and @onyxsboxes thank you for the tag, love this game!

I combined words from both posts. @onyxsboxes I can't find 'rank' anywhere, which is odd for a WWII fic, but hey, we didn't get to the soldiering part yet, although that's certainly coming.

My words are: snug, feeling, silk, sniff.

All from Love Letters, of course...

snug

Bucky had pushed him against the shelf, legs spread, a trapped butterfly. Pressed snugly against Gale, he held him up, his large palms splayed against his thighs—and higher, deeper, gripping parts of Gale that Marge forbade herself to think about.

feeling

“Benny wasn’t feeling well, poor chap,” Hausmann said. “I gave him a book and told him to stay in his room to rest before dinner. You wouldn’t think a child this young could sport a migraine this severe, but the boy was in tears.”

silk

Things had gotten out of hand that night. The cot cracked and split, and they ended up on the floor in fits of laughter. They ruined the bedsheets and the expensive pillow. Gale had to patch the silk himself after pilfering through his mother’s sewing box. If she had noticed a missing set of needles and a spool of thread, she never said a thing.

sniff

“He was holding her hand.” Hausmann tilted his head in Marge’s direction. “It could have been perfectly innocent, I admit. But considering recent events—”

“He didn’t hurt me!” Marge screamed.

“Not yet, at least. That’s how people of his ilk operate. They isolate their victims and gain their trust first, especially the younger ones. I saw him sniffing around Charlotte this morning by the pool.”

Mrs. Egan shuddered and closed her eyes. “God Almighty.”

No pressure tags, as always @middlingmay, @recmeidareya, @blixabargelds, @irregularcollapse. Show me what you're cooking!

Your words are: ripple, frost, candle, slaughter.

[stareyeddistinguishment]

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 is up! This is a fun read, featuring Lucifer annoying the and the Scout.

Please leave a comment on the chapter.

Read Chapter 12

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The imprisonment within the Cage continues. Sam Winchester’s soul is gone. Lucifer and Michael remain, as does Michael’s best friend, Adam Milligan.

Michael’s best friend. Maintaining a best friendship with Adam Milligan is as gratifying as it is humbling. Friendship is a human conception, an extension of Free Will. Father did not design angels with Free Will. He Blessed angels with Purpose. And yet, the Archangel Michael maintains a best friendship with Adam. It is awesome, and Michael likes it. Very much.

But what constitutes a friendship? As the centuries pass within Hell and Michael’s connection to Adam grows ever deeper, the Archangel begins to discern just how much he cares for the human. How much he will always care for the human. However, when Lucifer is removed from the Cage while still Michael remains, the Archangel must confront a devasting truth. The outcome of which jeopardizes the very foundation of Michael’s best friendship and threatens his relationship with the one being that Michael has grown more devoted to than even God.

Book II in the Sins of the Father series. Sequel to Atoning for Archangels. (Read Atoning for Archangels here.)

[sun-snatcher]

Just read The Sword Tree by @balrogballs and had to sketch this WIP out while simultaneously weeping onto my ipad in 4k HD real time live-footage no clickbait.

Not sure when i’ll complete this since environmental art is something i’ve never dabbled in before but also because i can’t see through my TEARS!

Anyway. Have a bite of my frantic WIP sketch vision thing in the meantime 🧎🏻‍♀️

[sharknark]

⬇️rant about a really good hengren (reverse renheng) fic i read. link at the bottom give it a whirl

i've never read a fic so well-catered to my tastes before in my life and the best part is that i was so caught off guard by how good it was cuz the tags and summary had me like "right this is some omegaverse-esque, rawr XD mating shit"

but from the very first paragraph i realized it wasn't just ao3-typical possessive mating shit it was (dare i say) IN CHARACTER possessive mating shit. underappreciated dan feng lore is the two hearts shit, duty expects him to smother his own empathy and perform cruelty obediently (and that being in his dragon form literally numbs his empathy towards mortals) but then it's flipped around and he's criticized for being too heartless

there aren't a great many english fics that take advantage of the 'numbed empathy' thing, so this fic using that to explore the toxic codependency that drove dan feng to making yingxing immortal in the first place is so!

dan feng's dragon heart prioritizing it's own indulgence and power, his human heart screaming against it for empathy and restraint, but both hearts united in this possessive adoration of yingxing... dan feng is possessive to the point of harming his partner, forcing them to take his affection, inherently contradictive to the protective impulse to see the other unhurt.

dan feng makes yingxing immortal in a really sketchy operation, despite knowing that yingxing is literally defined by his pride in being a short-life. he wants yingxing to be with him so badly that he does the one thing that would hurt yingxing the most, too blinded by possession, this sickly overbearing affection, to empathetically respect yingxing's death.

yingxing lived cramming every second he could into his craft and his goals precisely because he has so much less time than all the immortal species around him, but when he's forced into immortality, his hands are scarred and ruined past the point of ever crafting again. he suddenly has so much time, all this time he would've cherished as a mortal, but is totally useless to him now that his purpose for living and passion is gone.

so there being a scene in this fic where dan feng is moping "yingxing doesn't wanna fuck because he's glued to his workshop", being followed up with a scene of dan heng fucking blade while kissing his scarred hand and crying that he's "so sorry", yeah no shit asshole, his dragon heart got what it wanted, blade has all the time in the world to fuck and nothing competing for his now limitless attention and no one's happy about it.

as arrogant about being a short-life as yingxing was, it really is compensation for the discrimination he faced for it. other immortals looked down on him, so having dan feng, THE top dog, be so deeply enamored with him stirred his own toxic codependent urges. he was so desperate to have dan feng's eternal regard that he's willing to die for him (as in the sedition), his death being the force cementing his place in dan feng's heart forever.

so the fic having yingxing ruminate on this, that he had hoped for dan feng to love him even centuries after he inevitably died, only for the fic to end with:

yeah yingxing... you left an impression... he made you immortal.... everyone's upset by this

(that's what makes dan heng forgetting blade was ever yingxing to begin with all the more painful because, you went and turned him immortal and when it backfired horrifically you went on and fucking forgot, bitch i'd be pissed to the point of centuries long bloody pursuit of vengeance too.)

here's the fic go read it and leave kudos and a comment, technically porn but i got so invested in the character study that part barely registered. also yeah if you hadn't realized already super dead-dove:

blah blah "renheng is toxic" sorry that's why i like it

[im-not-corrupted]

Oh I would adore to hear about bygone sin, I’m obsessed with that fic! (🤘five-and-dimes)

Of course!

Chapter five is actually mostly complete! I say mostly because I haven't begun edits yet, and I'm still incredibly unsure whether it's what I need it to be. But once I finish stuff for the Sandman fic exchange, I'll start edits.

”Dream,” he murmured, and he seemed—unsure. Nervous. “I know I asked already, but are you—are you sure you’re alright?” When Dream didn’t reply, he lowered his voice. It was but a whisper, now, shared only between the two of them. Perhaps, in another circumstance, Dream might’ve found it…somewhat intimate. Perhaps. ”It’s okay if you aren’t,” Hob assured him. “You’re allowed to not be okay.” He tensed again. That, there—that was anger, flashing bright red and ugly, but it was familiar. It was heated, melted away the remnants of fear that gripped him when that glass shattered like it did, and he glared up at Hob Gadling, who simply stared back, unafraid. Later, he’d wonder when that had happened. When Hob Gadling became unafraid of him. When they had grown familiar enough to warrant only a soft sigh, one that sounded almost disappointed. For now, though—for now, he allowed himself to ask through gritted teeth, “Why would I not be alright, Robert Gadling?” To not be is a weakness, Dream wanted to add. Do you think me weak? He thought of his hand, bleeding from a knife wound, and the tenderness with which Hob cared for him. He thought of the comfort offered and bestowed upon him as though it was so easy. It was not the suggestion of weakness that inspired anger, not really. It was the knowledge that, in the end, Hob Gadling was right. Dream was weak—he relied so heavily on these meetings that he attended only to repay a damned debt, he sought out Hob’s company not because his presence was owed to the other man but because, somehow, Hob had started to…to represent something.  Warmth. Friendship. Care, which was the most baffling out of all of them. Hob offered all these things easily, simply, as though Dream was deserving of such things. As though he thought him worthy of it. He was not. He was not, but he was too selfish to deny it for himself. Those warm welcomes, the way Hob continued to hold open the door to his apartment above The New Inn even though Dream still didn’t understand what led him to do so, the soft smiles tender touches be was offered—they meant too much, and he was terribly selfish. Too much so to consider letting this go.

[todayisafridaynight]

[beatrixacs]

ATONEMENT (rated E)

Chapter 7/11: Tatooine, Part 1

Chapter summary: After obtaining the information about the location of Ben Solo from Lando, and with a deadline ticking above her head, Rey travels to Tatooine. Will she finally meet the man she seeks for so long?

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48659782/chapters/152402209

FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14257068/7/Atonement

Canon Divergence AU based on a Syberia video game.

Rey, a lawyer from Plutt & Associates with a seat on Jakku, travels to Chandrila on behalf of her client, Snoke Industries, to conclude the sale of Organa Engineering Company owned by the legendary Leia Skywalker Organa Solo.

However, not only does she learn of Leia’s unfortunate death the night before once she arrives, but she also uncovers her long-kept secret. Her son and the sole heir of Leia’s property, Ben Solo, who supposedly died 11 years ago, turns out to be alive – but missing.

If Rey wants to conclude the deal, she must find him and embark on a life-changing journey across the Galaxy. During that, she might discover a thing or two about herself - including her own Force-sensitivity.

[moonclans]

ATONEMENT: THE INSIDE STORY ON THAT ICONIC GREEN DRESS: Joe often has a vision of a scene in his head, and he might not tell you the whole thing about it, but he will say, "Oh yes, it has got to be green."

Alicent Hightower in Jacqueline Durran's iconic green dress for #alicentweek2023. Commissioned by the incredible @its_vonross on Instagram. The frame is symbolic but for now I'll leave it up to debate. Reposts are fine but please don’t take off the artist’s watermark!

[idle-soliloquy]

Atonement AU

The last couple of days, I've been chipping away at the outline. All the major plot points and changes to the original story have been decided upon.

I'm not aiming to make this historically accurate, but I am doing some preliminary research so I don't fuck it up completely.

I don't know if I can pull this off, but... I'm going to try. The book and the film have been stuck in the back of my mind for years, and to this day they rank at the very top of my all-time favorite pieces of media. MotA truly seems like the perfect fandom to adapt it for.

The roles have been cast. Marge is Briony. Helen is going to play a crucial role in the story as Bucky's older sister. Haussmann is also here, though I have little nice to say about him. You can guess who he's meant to portray.

Even though there are going to be major changes to the plot, the general tone will be preserved.

So... you can expect one or more deaths, a healthy dose of suffering, and of course, lots of pining, yearning, and many, many letters exchanged and deeply cherished.

[queer-omens-in-the-archives]

haven't written a single word in either of our AUs today because of travel prep + so so so sleepy and I'm trying to be so brave about it but I miss my blorbos. When will our blorbo time come back from the war (end of year festivities)

[soliloquy-dawn]

Love Letters

Chapter 2 on ao3.

Gale knew his mother’s permanence was nothing but an illusion. Despite Bucky’s preferential treatment—or because of it—he had remained alert and sceptical for the both of them. While Mrs. Egan had displayed uncanny sympathy towards his mother, she had loathed Gale with a quiet, simmering force that had ramped up with his and Bucky’s ascent into adulthood. And while Gale’s mother was not beyond currying favour—although in her naivete, she considered her actions sincere—he had refused to ingratiate himself beyond what was required. Boldly, he had assumed he didn’t need to. Under Bucky’s protective wing, there was little that could touch him, as long as they held onto reason and remained careful, which was not always as simple as it sounded.

The plot thickens!

Next up, John's POV!

[stareyeddistinguishment]

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 is posted, and I am so relieved. This chapter wraps up the Michael-mourning-Raphael's-death arc. It is a satisfying conclusion.

Please leave a comment on the chapter.

Read Chapter 11

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The imprisonment within the Cage continues. Sam Winchester’s soul is gone. Lucifer and Michael remain, as does Michael’s best friend, Adam Milligan.

Michael’s best friend. Maintaining a best friendship with Adam Milligan is as gratifying as it is humbling. Friendship is a human conception, an extension of Free Will. Father did not design angels with Free Will. He Blessed angels with Purpose. And yet, the Archangel Michael maintains a best friendship with Adam. It is awesome, and Michael likes it. Very much.

But what constitutes a friendship? As the centuries pass within Hell and Michael’s connection to Adam grows ever deeper, the Archangel begins to discern just how much he cares for the human. How much he will always care for the human. However, when Lucifer is removed from the Cage while still Michael remains, the Archangel must confront a devasting truth. The outcome of which jeopardizes the very foundation of Michael’s best friendship and threatens his relationship with the one being that Michael has grown more devoted to than even God.

Book II in the Sins of the Father series. Sequel to Atoning for Archangels. (Read Atoning for Archangels here.)