#i'm on a mission to finish all of my old wips

[teenytraveler]

"Mama!"

Guess who they all saw behind them :")

[gffa]

Usually, I like to finish reading a fic before recommending it properly, but I've been sucked into about five different STAR WARS fics recently that I've gotten far enough into that I'm willing to trust my heart to them because they're scratching a very specific itch for me--namely, that I want deeper explorations of both the Jedi Order and of Anakin's character. I want fic to punch me in the feelings over both of these aspects of the story. I want fic to sometimes set Obi-Wan and Anakin aside and focus on Ahsoka for awhile, really tell her story. I want Jedi themes woven into a story. I want an exploration of Anakin's mindset that reminds me of just how much I love him and have sympathy for him. And fandom has delivered for me.

DO YOU WANT FIC TO BLACK OUT TO AND LOSE AN ENTIRE WEEKEND OVER? HAVE I GOT SOME RECS FOR YOU:

✦ Out with Lanterns by SkyeBean, ahsoka & mace & jedi & clones & cast, 312.5k     In another universe, Jedi Masters Plo Koon and Depa Billaba decide a Padawan could do Mace some good. It takes a while, but he eventually agrees. When he takes Ahsoka Tano as his Padawan, Mace knows that he's broken through a Shatterpoint and changed the course of a life. How, he doesn't know.     This fic accomplishes several things that have sent me over the moon: 1) At its heart, it's an Ahsoka fic that shows her growing up as a Padawan, going on missions, learning lessons, and having character growth. 2) It weaves in so many other characters around her, that Mace is there in almost every chapter, serious but warm in the Force, just as beautifully characterized as she is. 3) The other Jedi get their moments of excellents, Shaak taking Ahsoka on her Akul hunt was wonder to read, seeing Obi-Wan show up for a chapter had me over the moon, Adi taking care with Ahsoka was lovely, Depa was a shining star when she took Ahsoka under her wing, Fox growing used to these strange Jedi and growing into himself through Ahsoka's eyes was wonderful. 4) The writing is that kind of solid that I don't mean as mid-tier, but the kind that I feel like can bear weight on it, I can pick it up and read for 30k and barely realize any time has passed, despite that I've gotten through an entire arc of the fic. 5) It does an incredible job of balancing that feel of The Clone Wars show, without directly copying anything, that it's like these are arcs that I could have seen on the show itself, the lessons woven in, but still with enough plot moving forward and action to make it exciting. If you want more Jedi-centric fic in your life (where they don't have to be perfect! sometimes they can be less than perfect and it's okay because they're still good! ohhhh, my heart warmed at that) or you want to read a lovely Ahsoka-centric fic in a different life, but still so recognizably herself, then this is one I want to shove right in your face immediately.

✦ Take it from the top and try again by mauvera, obi-wan & anakin & qui-gon & padme & mace & dooku & cast, time travel, 116.k wip     Five years into his self imposed exile on Tattooine, Obi-Wan Kenobi is gifted the chance to go back and bring hope back to the galaxy. With hindsight on his side, he fully intends to save his master, save his padawan, make some new and old friends again, prepare the Jedi for a war they’ll hopefully never see and begin to pull apart all the many tangled threads of the Sith Lord’s plans. Should be relatively easy. Right?     I got sucked into the first fic in this series (which is complete, if you want to read it--it's not the end of the story, but it's a good stopping point and feels like it should have some solid resolution if you don't want to get into a wip) and read the first fic over the course of about three days because I was sucked in so thoroughly. I can never get enough of Obi-Wan time traveling back to the past, where he loves the Jedi and they love him, and I love this one because he has to make genuine plans for changing things--things change and I have no idea how that's going to affect Palpatine's machinations! Exciting! But it's also a lovely look at Obi-Wan's dynamics with multiple characters--I found the Obi-Wan & Padme scenes a hightlight personally, their friendship really blossomed as they both flung themselves into trying to better the galaxy, even if she doesn't know he's from the future, that he's working so hard matched a lot of her energy and I really enjoyed that--from Qui-Gon to Mace to Padme to Anakin and, as the sequel progresses, Dooku as well. It's another Jedi-positive fic, it has me invested in the plot, it's a joy to see competent!Obi-Wan, and I would love to shove it at more people.

✦ Post Order 66 Exile AU by Livsy, obi-wan & anakin, 46k (wip-esque)     After a failed order 66, in which many Jedi still died but the Sith were defeated, an exiled warrior and a boy wander a distant planet and attempt to get along.     This is probably the shortest fic on this list but I'm including it because it genuinely felt longer than that, for how dense the emotional intensity of it is. It's an AU where the Jedi barely eked out a victory, still on the edge of extinction in many ways, and Anakin deep in the pits of the dark side, so Obi-Wan takes him to a backwater planet in exile for the both of them, traveling through the countryside and just trying to make it from day to day. What punched me right in the feelings place is that this fic doesn't shy away from the hurt and the anger on both sides, that both of them are allowed to be unreliable narrators that have their own points of view on what's transpired and what lays between them. It doesn't back away from the hurt they both feel, the despair they both feel, yet there's hope here. It's ultimately a story about clawing yourself back from the dark side, and it's beautifully characterized for both of them, that unkind things are said on both of their parts, but you understand why the characters are in the place they are. It's wrapped up in a lushly written backdrop, with some lovely Japanese feudal era details woven in, but also with a Star Wars patina spread across all of it. It's not necessarily a kind fic, but if you like fic that bites down on a wound, I enjoyed this series a lot and would love to see it continued--but, honestly, what's here is already enough resolution that, looking back on it after the initial "Noooooo, I need more!" feeling has faded, I'm actually very satisfied with. ✦ Men of Power by AlabasterInk, obi-wan & anakin & mace & yoda & jedi & palpatine & cast, 86.1k wip     When an old powerful man suddenly comes in and sweeps your underage Padawan away without so much as a by your leave, that’s the time to start asking questions.     I'm only about 20k into this fic, so I can't say what shape it will take later on or how much pairings might come into it, but I still had to come running over to shove this fic at people, because it's scratching the itch I have for Jedi-positive fic that explores the idea of Anakin's trauma from his childhood as a slave, that this is a child who is wound so tight and comes from such a horrible thing having been done to him, having been owned as a person, that I understand why he stays silent on some of the things I desperately wish he could talk about or he doesn't really believe some of the things the Jedi tell him. It's a fic that takes a lot more care with Anakin's character than I think canon ever intended, weaving in a lot of the heartbreaking stuff from Legends' supplementing the canon, and is creating something that punches me right in the feelings place for him, that he's such a bright, brilliant boy, but I see why he struggled and it's not about assigning blame in any direction. It's about deeply caring people who fate has take a few steps to the left and something shifts just a little--and I appreciate that there's something very delicate feeling here, that the Jedi just don't have any real reason to be suspicious of Palpatine, his actions make sense, they genuinely can't feel any ill intention from him in the Force, they discuss why it would make sense that he'd want to support Anakin, all while we the readers can see, in hindsight, where the shadows have been creeping in. If you want Jedi-positive fic that also leaves some teeth marks over Anakin's trauma being explored in a way that is entirely sympathetic to him, then I want to shove this fic at you, too.

[separatedleoau]

Did One ever say... dad to Draxum?

Nope! He's been calling him Boss from the moment he started to talk

This is actually something he picked up from the goyles! They call Draxum "boss" pretty much all the time so One started mimicking that since he started to talk

In One's mind, the goyles are pretty much his co-workers

they played a big part raising One, almost as much as Draxum, specially when he was really small and Draxum was too bussy supervising the reconstruccion of their home

But as time passed and One grew, the role of babysitter have fallen more and more, tho there are still times they are constantly checking up on what is One up to ro report back to Draxum

I don't have any specific scenarios for One getting sick as a kid, but I imagine he has gotten sick a few times. Taking care of him would be a mix of Draxum and the goyles' duty, Draxum would always call a healer is necesary too.

Draxum might seem too harsh a lot, but he had always look out for One, after all that's his experiment! Draxum needs him to be on peak health so he can perform his duties and compleate his purpose!

There's quite a few things One likes to do! He likes to play basketball and to skateboard, but he has to do those behind Draxum's back and doesn't do them often

Few things Draxum is aware of is him practicing parkour, but that helps him on missions so is ok. He also enjoys to throw knives a lot and has been perfecting his technique for years, and making up tricks to entratain himself

He's interested in the Nexus in a way, there's no yes or no answer, honestly. He doesn't like Big Mama or her "wasting" warriors on Nexus fights but a lot of that is just him parroting what Draxum has said, he enjoys watching fights but Nexus fights are kind of forbidden to him. but he likes watching old recordings of Lou Jitsu!

I do have kind of have a design for Usagi but I'm constantly chaning how I want him to look on my mind and havent drawn it out in a long time, I think a wip of it was one of the first posts I did on patreon? but thats an old design and, like I said, I keep changing it. I dont think I'm gonna finish his design until I have to draw him for the comic, and thats not gonna be any time soon

and thank you!!!🫶🏼🥰 I love getting questions even when it takes me a while to actually answer :v

(found the old patreon post of Usagi)

[peridotglimmer]

2024 Fic Roundup

Inspired by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels, let's take a look at this year of fic.

I wrote 19 fics this year, totalling 67341 words, which is a hilarious amount compared to Lincoln. (Love you.)

January

We started with Pick Me Up, a tiny little Meddison fic, after which I started the multichapter open the floodgates up. At that point there was no denying I'd fallen for Meddison again after a break of 14 years.

February

good love is hard to find shows up! So soft, and such a treat to write. I also participated in a Valentine's exchange and wrote Purgatory for @myth-blossom and Delirium for claire_cz, as well as another Valentine's exchange in which I wrote Priorities for @diana-fortyseven. Said Diana also bullied me into writing By a Headlength. February was also the month I started the still-WIP marked in colour (marked by grey). She furthermore encouraged the PWP Worth the Wait - everyone say thank you Diana! I also got assigned her in the Bonus Day exchange, which produced Revealed, a deliciously steamy fic about a fic.

March

Nothing happened in March!

April

I posted no basis for a charge on April 14th for the Hitman Egg Hunt exchange, for Mythy.

May

Nope!

June

It was hurt/comfort exchange time, and once again I was matched with Diana's request. I wrote but if shit hits the fan we're not alone.

July

Nothing here!

August

August was the Summer Bonus Missions promptfest! I wrote two fics, one for Mythy, multiplicanda praeter necessitatem, and one for Diana, with love is lord of all.

September

In September I got inspired by two lovely people, first by @horsetailcurlers2 to write feel his lips (you're feeling mine) , and then by @shrrpteeth to start the multichapter instead i chose to use my heart. Eleanor Shepherd has my heart in her tiny four-year-old hands, and once I finish the Italy fic, I expect to be able to dedicate more time towards continuing this fic.

October

Nah-uh

November

Still nothing!

December

In December I decided to join a fic exchange to get back into writing, and I got the pleasure of writing Part of Heaven's Kiss for @sharo-maneru <3. Then I got sick, which, blegh, but getting stuck in bed always does wonders for my productivity, so I finally continued the deaf!Diana fic like sugar (melting into black tea), and on new year's eve I posted a surprise update to the Italy fic, we'll drive away (where no one can find us)

Obviously, with 8 months of this year occuring during or after leaving my abusive ex, my ability and will to write were also affected. In fact, I'm actually really happy to be continuing my multichapter WIPs again, because my brain finally has some of the mental space and RAM needed to be able to work on them.

For 2025, I hope to find lots of inspiration in everyday situations and in various sources of canon, write sugarsweet fluff and steamy smut, sprinkle in some angst that makes me live up to my reputation...and maybe join that RPF coven that all the cool kids are talking about...

I'm not sure who'd want to do this (it was more work than expected, to be quite honest), but if you'd like to do it: go for it! <3

[pain-in-the-riri]

Fanfiction Author Interview Game

Thank you for the tag @moonheavens!

More questions under the cut hehehe

How many works do you have on AO3?

10 public ones and 3 hidden ones 🤫

What's your total AO3 word count?

173,835

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

It's Automatic - Our Flag Means Death Gentlebeard oneshot that started as a twitter fic where Ed is a construction worker that catcalls Stede on his way to work hehehe it's really cute imo and a really fast read since it's just a handful of tweets!

Boned, Rolled and Tied - Another OFMD fic! Gentlebeard, a collab with @beabonnet and a Gentlebeard retelling of I Married an Axe Murderer, sooo fun to write lmaooo still a wip

Hell Will Wait - Wolfstar fic where Sirius gets out of Azkaban about 5 years and some change after being arrested, 37k get-together fic where Sirius and Remus have to work through all of their conflicting feelings but in the end are always there for each other 🥺 my boys i really love this one

Same Old Fire - Another Wolfstar get-together oneshot that takes place during the first war, when Sirius tracks Remus down at his parent's house after he disappears for several months for a mission directly after swerving on him smh....another fave hehehe. Also my first fic to be podficced!!!

Forget That Guy - Oneshot written for a Conan Gray marauders fic fest (although I loved it so much that I have at least one follow-up planned, maybe two). Sirius gets cheated on at a club and takes it out sexy-style on the hot sad bartender that coincidentally also just got broken up with LOL

Do you respond to comments?

Yes, I do my best! Sometimes I miss one or two in my notifs but when I notice I forgot to respond I'll respond hehe

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Probably Forget That Guy >:)

Although a couple of my OFMD fics have ambiguous endings but I haven't published the ends of those ones yet LOL

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Most of them have pretty happy endings! But probably Hell Will Wait hehehe

Do you write crossovers?

I never have

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

If I have, it hasn't gotten back to me hahaha. One person wrote that my fic was "meh" in the bookmarks though, fuck that person 🖕you can think it's meh if you want but fic is like when someone brings a cake to a party, you don't tell your friend their homemade cake is meh, you politely avoid eating it if you don't like it and go eat the cookies someone else brought lmfao

Do you write smut?

yes, most of my fics have smut in them LOL

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not 😩

Have you ever had a fic translated?

nah

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah, Boned, Rolled and Tied!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Wolfstar :)))))

also...hamlet and horatio, guildenstern and rozencrantz even though they're the same person, vash and wolfwood 😩, xena and gabrielle!!!!!!!! Gideon and Harrowhark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Harrow and Ianthe!!!!!!!!!! (toxic lesbians come to me)

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

Prob that OFMD fic I mentioned earlier, the first one I wrote for the fandom. Not sure if I'll ever go back to it

What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm really good at dialogue! And I hope I'm good at characterization hahaha

What are your writing weaknesses?

Endings 😩 which is why I started plotting out endings first!

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I love it! I haven't done it before but it's really fun, especially when I feel extra smart for being able to read it hahaha

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

Vash/Wolfwood!!!!!! Vashwood, one of my first OTPs!!!!!!!! Also Vash/Wolfwood/Meryl/Milly, just that entire fuckin polycule hahahaha I love them soooooo fucking much

What's your favorite fic you've written?

I will always love Hell Will Wait that thing flowed out of me like water in the span of one week. 37k words in one week!!!!! I have never been able to match the pace hahahaha Also huge fan of my most recent oneshot, Carrot or Stick, where Sirius and Remus argue themselves into the sack and then continue arguing in the sack. The arguments are not mean-spirited, and I love writing them bickering!

Tagging: @futurequibblerjournalist @swifty-fox @chlobliviate @quillkiller

[hollow-lime-green]

AO3 Wrapped (hana's version)

Since I just did the fanfic writer interview post a while back, this will be short (although I love to yap so send me asks if there's anything you want to hear me yap about RE my writing this year). I'm going to keep it short - something I've never done before! New Year New Me.

Words Written: 139.8k (about 3 great gatsbies, I think)

Works Published: 5! All in the FIYM verse!

Fastest Work (per word): string theory

Slowest Work (per word): 2sorcs chapter 12, probably

Number of WIPs I'm Taking into 2025:

1 posted (2sorcs) I really really really wanted to finish 2sorcs this year, but alas, I did not. But then I'll be able to say I've been writing 2sorcs for two years!

4 in the drafts, also all for the FIYM-verse (man I should write other things)

Favorite Character to Write: Nanami!

I use him sparingly because his narration will get old if I overdo it, but it's such a delight to write him sometimes. As the straight man of 2sorcs, he gets to be an outlet for me to say "look, I know this inconcievably gay situation has jumped the shark multiple times, I know this is ridiculous."

Favorite Moment(s) I've Written:

"The Mario Bros Bully Sailor Satoru"

Kenjaku Reveal

Malevolent Kitchen as a real cooking show (based on Cutthroat Kitchen, which is my Roman Empire)

Hardest Thing I've Written:

The missions in 2sorcs, not even close. Oh my goodness that was such a bitch to write. I just wasn't happy with it for such a long time, until finally it clicked for me and I figured out what I wanted to do.

Some of my Favorite Lines and Jokes:

From string theory -

“...You’re self-conscious?” Suguru stares at him like he’s grown a second head. But Satoru feels like he isn’t even working with one functioning brain at this point, let alone two. I know I’m not the shape of someone you could love. “I…” Satoru bites his lip. He shrinks back as Suguru settles next to him on the bed. Please don’t hate me for wanting to pretend.

From 2sorcs -

“Maybe,” Suguru shrugged. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” “Mmmm. Very panopticon of you.” Panopticon? Suguru considered himself bisexual, but he was kind of fluid with labels.

also

You see, Kenjaku was not an artist, Kenjaku was a patron of the arts. Best to let the real artist work his craft. Of course, Kenjaku had theories about the plot. Multiple theories, in fact. These ‘anime-onlies’ (so to speak) were so invested in what would happen to their precious Starks, while true manga fans (in a sense) like Kenjaku were already well into arguing (on online forums) about the identity of Azor Ahai, The Warrior of Light, The Son of Fire, wielder of Lightbringer, the Prince That Was Promised. Anyway, if the old man didn’t get his shit together, Kenjaku would have to take steps. They had connections. All it would take would be a few galas, a donation here and there, and they’d be in the writers’ room by Season 7.

From relativity (I just posted this yesterday, so check it out if you haven't) -

Because every top in gay porn is some muscle hunk with a buzz cut, twenty tribal tattoos, and enough oil on their bodies that George W. Bush would accuse them of hiding WMDs in their pants. (And he’d be right).

This list is mostly inspired by @fushiglow's wrapped post! (Also thanks for the tag @marichild - since I have only really been writing in one ship/fandom this year, that set of question/answers wouldn't have been super interesting to read for my stats, probably).

[six-eyed-samurai]

idk if you write for gachiakuta but i saw you like it.. is it possible you could write some stuff for enjin, follo, and zanka 😭😭? i feel like tumblr is so empty in terms of gachiakuta fanfics!!

THANK YOU FOR THIS REQ I'M SO EXCITED LIKE RUBBING MY HANDS TOGETHER AND SMIRKING EXCITED >:) I've actually already written a couple things for Enjin and a Follo fic already, and a Zanka WIP, you can check my master list if you'd like ♡ YOU'RE SO RIGHT THE FANDOM IS LACKING and I'm trying to finish some non reader related fics as well to vamp it up T-T

do I like Gachiakuta? my pink guava lemonade, I live and breathe Gachiakuta.

ENJIN:

There used to be a very nice booth at the back of the bar he liked to frequent in his free time.

Used to, because one day a whole lot of trash fell on top of it and Enjin's still looking around for a new haunt that doesn't serve expired poison for drinks.

It used to have the right combination of rowdy noise and not many patrons. The seats were worn and torn, the tables creaky. Dim enough to make everyone look extremely fine, or maybe that was the alcohol talking. He socialized and the bartender knew his name, but when Enjin and just finished a mission or wanted to have a cigarette break he made a beeline to that particular booth at the back. No one really took that seat and it was pretty dark - dark enough that to this day Enjin still thinks about how lucky he is to have no one find out about when he accidentally burnt the table. It's his seat.

“Got your name on it? It's a free seat.”

“Yeah well, it's my seat. I sit here, you can ask around!”

A pair of disinterestedness eyes flick to him. “Then I'm sitting here now.”

“Wow. Rude.”

How old are you, Semiu said exasperatedly. Just share the seat or go find somewhere else to sit, she'd dryly commented when he dragged himself back and grumbled about it. Enjin wasn't a petty man but he's not letting the fact that he got kicked out from his booth, after a fight he lost and ensured a particularly brutal verbal spar about the way he smelled slide. No. It was a matter of pride now.

The bastard had the audacity to show up at the exact spot the next day! Lazily looking him over with an “Oh, you again. You really want this seat, huh?”

“I'm sure we can figure something out,” Enjin said. No - an empty wallet and half a dozen drinks later he still wasn't convincing enough to get his seat back.

Enjin's not sure exactly when did it go from a grudge settlement to a competition to see who could get to the bar first and claim it, to a playful cat and mouse game he is definitely not enjoying. It's on purpose, he complains, the seat's taken just to spite him despite all the other empty tables. Riyo refrains from mentioning the same could be said of him.

“I was thinking.” At least they shared a lighter for a smoke.

“Oh, don't do that. It'll hurt your head.”

“Salty, aren't we? Sorry, the seat's still mine.”A sip. “Why not just share the seat? There's enough for both of us. And we can finally talk like mature adults.”

“I'm a fully mature adult, you're…whatever you are.”

He surrendered anyway, and after that they spent their nights opposite each other, sometimes moving or inching closer, on the same booth and just coexisting, giving Semiu a bigger headache with Enjin's slacking off even more.

( “Don't you need to go back soon?”

“Nah, not really. Let's have another round of cards.” Yeah, well, he's already an hour or two late, can't get worse than that.)

Name, age, birthday, secret talents, family, occupation, Enjin learnt it all; favourite colour, food, drink, card game, et cetera. No, he doesn't like the company (it's the highlight of his day). Enjin wishes he had more time to learn two more things though: why the cards never favour him, only his opposition, and address, because once the bar was closed down and destroyed he never knew where to find his companion ever again.

He's good at hiding it, but Semiu noticed his listlessness on nights like these anyway. It's been months and for all the new bars and places Enjin has looked for, for a new place to while his time away, for somebody he used to know, he's never had much luck. He's taken to driving around aimlessly instead. Or walking polluted zones.

Speaking of which, some asshole was hogging up the road, parking there like they owned the place. Damn.

With a groan and a slap of the car horn, Enjin slams the door shut and stomps out. He's in no mood for it but he's about to give the shithead a piece of his mind. What kind of driver stops in the middle of nowhere like that?

He can just about make a silhouette squatting beside the front tyre. They look rather frustrated. Or not. Enjin can't tell, not when they're cupping their hand over a flame and over their mouth to light the cigarette lolling around.

“Hey, do you mind moving and taking your smoke break some place else?!”Enjin called out irritably.

“My tyre's busted, smart ass, so unless - oh. Oh. No way.” Standing up, the figure jogged over to him. “Enjin? That you?”

“What the…”

He's shaking his head disbelievingly, a fumbling grin unfurling on his face. Enjin reached out to touch, wondering if he's just putting faces to shadows and strangers. “Oh my god. It *is* you. Where the hell have you been?”

“Around. Where have *you* been? Been looking everywhere, all over the place, even that shady ass bar downtown.”

“So was I!…are you sure you're real?”

“Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?” A snort. “Tell you what, fix my tyre and I'll buy you drinks?”

Everyone wants to know what's got Enjin staggering in the next morning smiling like an idiot. Somebody that he used to know, Semiu replied.

ZANKA:

“Nijik, you’re so cool and talented and great at all this, you must be some kind of genius for sure!”

“Hmph, not really.”

He’s pleased, though, and he’s glad he’s facing away to hide his (unhinged) smile. Praise is praise, and while this certain shadow of his was always complimenting everybody for something or another, you knew it was an honest, genuine statement. Zanka’s got to be special, right, since he’s been chosen to be the much envied role of best friend? He pretends he just got used to the “annoying stalker” after a while to the rest of the world.

“Child prodigy, then!”

“Hah, sure.” They were taking a break from training - once again he was the best, nothing less than everyone expected - and he passed over a bottle. “Whatever you want.”

“You really are, you know. I wish I was just as good as you, but I’m not even halfway there yet. Not even a measly quarter. Guess I’m just meant to be an average Joe for life.” A self deprecating, sheepish laugh. “Or a scuzzball, like you say.”

“You’ll get there. Eventually, somehow. Probably.” Zanka shuffled his feet awkwardly. He’s not entirely used to this whole friendship thingy. “Quarter of me, I mean. You’re better than most of this lot anyway.”

“Did the great Nijik just acknowledge me? I can die happy now!”

The smile is less unhinged this time. “Shut up.”

Then Hyo came along and wrecked everything he ever thought he was. Stupid stick, stupid arrogance, stupid him. They don’t hang out anymore. Zanka closes his eyes when he sees somebody chasing after him, calling out a greeting. He could take it if the praise was about Hyo now. He couldn’t if the closest person to him started seeing him for the loser that he was.

When he finally leaves the Hell Guard for the Cleaners he makes no attempt to reach out again. They’re both too far gone and be honest, would you have stuck around after the way he behaved? Zanka still feels like a jerk though. You’ve already been a disappointment, no need to stick around and see it and make it worse, he thinks. A fake genius, now a Giver. They say to never meet your heroes.

(He still feels like a jerk. Not even a goodbye.)

Zanka wonders sometimes what he’d say if they ever met again. Sorry didn’t quite cover things. Explaining his reasoning sounded too excuse-y and long and draggy and messy. It didn’t matter anymore was just plain cruel. Easier to imagine they’d never meet again. That’s not really how this world works though.

It’s so coincidental, way too coincidental, that they should, in fact, meet again, at the very moment when Zanka is wandering around and thinking about what he’d say. Scouting an area for a Trash Beast, no less. He’s forgotten who’s from around here; Zanka has no one to blame when he comes face to face with -

“Nijik?” Wide eyes. The Cleaner uniform, lovely assistaff. “Wow.”

“Who?” Zanka can’t think whether to deny being Nijik or deny knowing who was talking to him. He settles for the middle ground. “Excuse me, I need to make sure the Trash Beast are really gone.”

“Nijik, you don’t remember?” Not even the slightest bit mad. Zanka feels a rising panic, guilt, shame, the whole shtick. A name, one he won’t ever forget. “You’re a Cleaner, and you - you did all this? You killed the Beast? You’re even cooler than before now!”

Once, someone had made a joke about Zanka’s “adoring puppy dog, wanting a walk with its master”. Zanka made it a point to go out of his way to make his day horrible later on. His shoulders finally relaxed. It’s a scenario he’s never considered before, but not one that’s unwelcome. The praise was as honest, as genuine before. Only he’s changed.

“Yeah, that’s me.” He glances back. “And of course I remember you.”

“You really are a genius.” Pure admiration that has him smiling self-consciously.

“No. Just an average Joe.”

FOLLO:

The other two had long gone, but Follo still waited around in the cold, underneath the makeshift shelter, shivering and rubbing his arms. He didn't have to wait, he knew, and the other two had said so (some parents were a lot more paranoid about the snow than the rest), but he was sure. He liked it best when it was just the two of them.

Not quite right. More like…well. Just the one where Follo didn't have a nagging feeling of doubt at the back of his head. He knew she only talked to him because she wanted to talk about him.

Plodding footsteps has his head snapping up. Someone thickly bundled against the snow pattered up to him, looking distinctly out of a normal kid's body shape with the oversized jacket and boots and who knows what else a protective mom stuffed her kid into to guard against this toxic world.

Follo’s eyes crinkled up; he stretched a hand out.“Hey, you came.”

“Sorry, my mom was freaking out about me getting radiation or whatever. Where's the rest?”

“Er, they left already.”He patted the ground next to him and mentions the snow eating incident.

“Well, if he dies we know why.”Head tilt, curious blinking - cute, Follo thinks, before he hastily glances away. “What are you still doing here then?”

“Waiting for you. You said you'd show, and I know you would, even if you're late all the time.”

“True, true. Late, I mean. Heh.”

Comfortable pause.

“What if the snow soaks into our clothes and we get intoxicated because we're sitting down?”

“I don't think that means what you think it means,” Follo said instead. “Oh well, I guess. There's a million other ways to die even without the snow.”

“You’re right, it's gonna soak into our shoes anyway.”

They play rock paper scissors for a couple rounds. A certain somebody wanted to make a snowball but chickened out and the other had to finish and throw it with a sigh.

“You're my best friend, you know that? Don't tell the others.”

You're the one who likes me for me and I hope that never changes. “I know.”

Of course the seasons changed, years changed, Follo himself changed, whatever the promises two kids make to each other. He's only got a vague idea of the new address, an educated guess on what that formerly baby-chubby cheeked face looked like now, because *reasons*. Sometimes he'll get a start when he sees a familiar form in the crowds, a little nostalgia when the snow comes back, but that was it.

The one who liked him for him never changed though, although there were others now. If they met, he wants to know. Am I as cool as him now?

Cool enough to make a good impression to the new Supporter, he hopes. Gris nudged him forward. “Hi, I'm Follo-”

“Tunito.”

“…yes…?” He looks up, really looks up, this time. That old scarf, bundled up until the neck, although not as thickly as it was when they were-

“How did you-”His eyes widen; a name falls out of Follo's mouth.

“Heh, you do remember. Sorry I'm late.”

“I knew you would.”Follo’s hand looks for the hammer instinctively.

A laugh that means you're older, you've changed, are you the same as before? “Do you still work out to impress girls?”

“Yeah.”

Follo smiles self consciously, a little sheepishly, but only someone he used to know would spot that.

[rypnami]

*bursts into ur inbox* ELEVEN FOR THE ASK GAME (i wanna know what that WIP is 😈)

ASHIUEWHDIWH HII!! i'd love to yap about this wip actually because i'm having SOO much fun with it!

11. What is a WIP you'd like to finish one day?

the wip i'm currently working on , that looks like it will be pretty long, is called Blood and Bone. it's set in 1919 and is a hogwarts legacy x fantastic beasts crossover! it will feature characters from both series, most notably the scamander brothers, natty onai, and of course, my beloved leander. i re-used some ideas/plot points from an old fic i decided not to continue (real ones remember) such as a blood cult and a vampire (auri my LOVE). i've been yapping a lot on disc about it and i'm so so excited for everyone else to read it, hopefully soon!

current summary is as follows (ty bethie and april for encouraging me and hearing me out on this xx):

The war has ended, and peace has returned to the world. For now. As the rest of Europe celebrates the end of the bloodshed, the British Auror office has never been busier. All across the continent, Aurors are dispatched to round up the last Dark wizards who escaped justice as the war ended. Chiara Wilson, unfortunately has been sent on a rather time-sensitive mission with the one person in the entire Ministry she can't stand- one Theseus Scamander.

They are tasked with eliminating the head of a notorious criminal gang- a mission many have been dispatched to complete, but not one Auror has yet returned. They vow this time will be different, but as they uncover a web of lies and treachery, they realise why the job is so dangerous- and that they might be next.

[kcscribbler]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @elodiah!

I'm actively working on a pinch-hit for another fandom, so it'll be a bit longer before I finish the next story arc in Science and Fiction.

Meanwhile, dialogue from The Divorce Era. Shocker.

“An old tactic in negotiations, but an effective one.” The variant smiles at him, a catlike expression of calculated cunning rather than amusement. “Case in point, here you are.” “Here I am, because you’ve made a mess which would attract the attention of parties neither of us care to encounter at this point in the timeline,” Loki corrects in a tone of unmitigated boredom. “You could have done any number of things more likely to get my attention than ambushing a wayward TVA agent on a harmless observation mission. He’s become something of a problem for me.”

Tags below the cut, because this is queued and I'm just tagging everyone I can remember offhand. Feel free to ignore.

Artist tags! @asoeiki @izumiyagami14 @natendo-art @impulsemuppet

Writer tags! @in-my-loki-feels @doomed-spectacles @lokimobius @loki-is-my-kink-awakening

@andthekitchensinkao3 @insert-witty-user-name-here @thewildballyntynesgrow @silentxsymphony @thosegayoldmen and open tag for the rest of y'all.

(all no pressure whatsoever) Whatcha workin' on?

[dindjarindiaries]

Welcome to my WORKS IN PROGRESS page! Here, you can find details on all the stories I'm currently planning or actively working on.

main masterlist • last updated: october 5, 2024

ACTIVE WIPS

What constitutes a WIP as "active?"

I currently have the document tab open and I've added to it in the last week or so.

I'm constantly brainstorming new ideas to add to it.

I plan on posting it within the next month.

untitled din djarin one-shot • din djarin x reader Things don’t go as expected when Captain Teva sets you up on a solo mission with his newly recruited Mandalorian mercenary, for better or for worse. → details: What happens when an X-wing pilot goes on a mission with a handsome Mandalorian?

broken wings (chapter 3) • hunter x reader You embark on your first mission with Clone Force 99, where you stay under a certain sergeant’s protective eye. → details: Birdie and Hunter keep getting closer even in the heat of action. What's Birdie willing to do for her new group of allies?

son of mandalore (chapter 1) • din djarin gen fic Din, after finally finding his covert, recovers from his wound and decides on his next steps. → details: This is my take on what I think TBOBF through The Mandalorian season 3 could have looked like! This one will be exclusive to AO3.

untitled tbb story (chapter 1) • the bad batch gen fic Tech wakes up on Eriadu and is surprised to find he is, in fact, alive. → details: TECH LIVES!!!!!!!!! This one will be exclusive to AO3.

INACTIVE WIPS

What constitutes a WIP as "inactive?"

I don't have a document made and/or open for it and I haven't been actively working on it.

I still plan on working on it later on.

I haven't finished planning out all the details yet.

untitled tbb/din djarin story (chapter 1) • tbb & din djarin gen fic Clone Force 99 arrives to their mission on Aq Vetina just in time to save the small vilage's sole survivor: a young boy named Din Djarin. → details: What if Din was saved by the Bad Batch instead of the Mandalorians? Get ready for some perfect chaos amongst Clone Force 99, especially once Omega joins.

untitled hunter one-shot • hunter x reader When you, a Jedi, and the leader of your elite clone squad are tasked with going undercover together as a couple, repressed feelings begin to bubble to the surface. → details: Fake dating with a TWIST!

scarlet trail (part one) • din djarin x reader Now that you're actually married, you and Din decide to go on a well-deserved honeymoon with your old covers, just to find yourselves caught up in yet another risky mission. → details: This is the sequel to Bloodlust! ↓ take a look at the cover!

everything i needed • din djarin x reader Din seeks help from your Sorgan host, Omera, to find out how to confess his feelings for you. → details: This is Din's POV on Everything I Wanted.

spring • frankie morales x reader You spend the spring season falling in love with Frankie. → details: This is the final follow-up to my Seasons one-shot mini-series that I started four years ago!

main masterlist

[thegingerwrites]

Here to ask for "hand" for the keyword search? 👀

There are too many hands to count in my BB (i mean... Word did it for me and there are 98, so I'm not going to go through all of those) Here's an important handshake though from a WIP I'm thinking about picking up after the BB is finished. Obi-Wan and Anakin have been transformed back into padawans (aged 18 with none of their older selves' memories) while on a mission through the intervention of a holocron

“What is this place?” Anakin asks. “What are all these tents? And how are you supposed to contact the Council on that? Why don’t you just go back to your ship?”

“Patience,” Obi-Wan says. “Can’t you see she’s busy? We’ll find out in due time.”

Anakin beside him huffs and crosses his arms. “Is this really what you were like as a teenager?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” Anakin says lightly. “Only that apparently you’ve been an old man your entire life.”

Obi-Wan breathes in and out and does his best not to let this…this boy provoke him.

Still, Obi-Wan can feel his brow furrow in agitation. “Who are you anyway? You seem to know so much about me but I can’t say the same about you.”

This seems to take Anakin aback. His eyes go a little wide. “Right, you don’t know who I am.”

“As I said.”

Anakin opens his mouth and closes it before managing to surprise Obi-wan. He steps forward with his hand out and with a strange, small smile on his face, introduces himself. “I’m Anakin, Anakin Skywalker.”

Obi-Wan eyes the hand skeptically before taking it. “Obi-Wan Kenobi. But then, you knew that already.”

[sleepyc63]

(if you say me post this a few days ago no you didnt)

UHH super rough pmv/animatic wip i made for my nightwatcher au. i'm struggling with a few scenes so thats why some are off beat or just entirely blank. i’ve never actually finished a pmv before so if i finish this cool!! if i lose motivation and never look at it again that sucks

also watcher switched designs in some parts thats my bad lmao (if i get past lineart i'll fix that but for now he stays old)

song is evelyn evelyn by evelyn evelyn

explanation for what's going on: watcher and hunter are siblings, both created by nsh. they were first created as just messengers -- but when moon was collapsing, nsh decided to send the watcher out to save her. watcher, not wanting to be bound to a life of peril trying to save moon, ran away to live their own life. this left the mission to the much younger hunter, bitter from her brother's abandonment. nsh hardly waited for hunter to grow up, sending her out as soon as she could fend for herself.

hunter and watcher cross paths somewhere around the outer expanse. at this point, watcher has joined a colony and started a family. hunter is upset with him, and watcher defends himself and tries to apologize. hunter isn't having it and storms off.

some time after they separate, watcher wanders into the garbage wastes, finding the current leader of the scavengers, the enlightened scavenger. the enlightened scav tells him how to ascend - and watcher, curious, impulsively decides to try ascension (despite it being impossible(i'll explain this another time)). he dives into the void sea, but is rejected by the void worms. he desperately swims up, barely escaping eternal purgatory, but at the cost of his sight.

meanwhile, hunter's sickness worsens and she rots away. she doesn't become a long legs though, just eaten by the rot and permanently dies. watcher -- now named night-watcher -- and his mate, gourmand, find the corpse of hunter. remembering their last conversation, night-watcher is distraught, and regrets never reconciling with his sister.

this au is a work in progress!! its a little messy in parts but i'll have it all sorted out someday soon :))

[fonulyn]

fon's 2023 in fic

so in order to distract myself from yet another fic flopping miserably i'm gonna do the compilation of all the flops from the entire year! :'D

a big big thank you to those of you who said nice words about my stuff, who left comments on the fics, and who helped me finish surprisingly many works this year. i am truly grateful for every single lovely comment i got! 💖 that is what kept me going, what made things feel worthwhile, and what helped me through many a dark moment.

i do still have works in progress but at the same time this sort of feels like a goodbye. idk. we'll see. but I can't keep pouring from an empty chalice and the fandom clearly does not want to help me fill it so we're at an impasse :'D it feels increasingly much that exiting stage left is the right move, as much as i don't want to and as much as it hurts to let go. but I digress.

on a more positive note, I can, hand to heart, say that I am extremely pleased with pretty much everything i wrote this year :D it's got to count for something, right!

ANYHOO I posted 217k words this year, and it includes:

21 Piers/Leon

5 Krauser/Leon

3 main Piers/Leon and heavily featured past Krauser/Leon

2 OT3

1 Chris/Leon

1 Tyrants/Leon

1 Jake/Piers

1 Marcus/Dom (Gears of War)

fic links and short summaries under the cut.

Piers/Leon

good to be prepared | E | 9k | Leon gets stuck in a snow storm when his car breaks down, and a handsome stranger saves him from the roadside. It ends up in a fun night together but that's only the very beginning for them.

'cause you know the love we have is always gonna be | T | 6.7k | Finally they get to say "I do" to each other.

bad exes and a better future | T | 2.9k | Leon's very jealous ex does not know when to quit, and refuses to believe Leon wants nothing to do with him. So, logically, Leon kisses Piers to prove a point. Thankfully Piers is all in.

i crave therefore i am | E | 7k | Piers has been half in love with Leon for what feels like forever, but there's nothing he can do about it when Leon is in a long term relationship. ...Except he's not.

as long as you'll have me | T | 5.2k | Leon gets infected on a mission, then has to suffer through treatment for an infection. Thankfully Piers is there to help, in more ways than one.

you're a dream | E | 23k | Piers Nivans is eleven years old when he starts dreaming of death and monsters. It takes him well over a decade to find his soulmate, and even then, it's not all easy.

that heaven in your eyes | E | 2.7k | They finally get the honeymoon they deserve.

light in the darkest place | M | 3.6k (WIP) | Leon and Piers grew up together, and when at twenty-one they both got a job at the RPD they thought it was a giant stroke of luck. They had no idea their first day was going to be one hell of a long day.

a shadow of devotion | M | 6.9k | There's a new superhero in town, and Piers ends up being more closely acquainted with him than he ever expected. He's not complaining, tho.

before i even knew your name | M | 6.6k | Leon gets an accidental text sent into the wrong number and it ends up changing his life for the better. Soon he's flirting via texts with this stranger, and before he even notices he's grown feelings.

a dinner to remember | E | 4.4k | Leon wears a nice dress to welcome Piers home.

too much is all that I can feel | T | 4.2k | Leon gets hurt, again, and while he’s concussed and loopy from bloodloss he tries his best to flirt with Piers.

memories beneath the dust of years | T | 1.2k | Piers relives the worst time of his life in a dream, and Leon is there to support him through it.

in the end it's you and I | T | 3.5k | The sound of metal crushing was the worst. It screeched in Leon’s ears even when the car had stopped completely, finally meeting a big enough tree trunk down the hill. He's alone, injured, and unable to leave his car. Might this be the end?

time to finally breathe again | T | 3.4k | Leon tries to bury his feelings but then gets buried underground. Thankfully Piers is there to help. On both counts.

those nights | M | 5k | Leon and his difficult relationship with sleep throughout the years.

life is a chance to try | T | 5.2k |  Piers and Leon have been parents for mere months, and it’s become obvious their daughter isn’t entirely an ordinary human.

everything I've kept inside me | T | 5.5k | The one with severe injuries, some reminiscing, and finally sort of a retirement. Oh, and a blowjob pillow.

at the shore of the unknown | M | 26k | The world ends, but Piers and Leon find each other.

a merry little christmas (make the yuletide gay) | T | 5.7k | Piers and Leon and their first holidays as a married couple in their own home, of course with a visit from those closest to them.

right from the start | E | 19k | Leon gets some unexpected backup on his rogue mission in the Eastern Slav Republic. And it doesn't end there. (Much to his delight.)

Krauser/Leon

question all my doubts | E | 10k | Leon gets back home from Spain only to find none other than Jack fucking Krauser bleeding onto his living room floor. And no matter how many times Leon tries to walk away from Krauser he always ends up back to him.

(it might've been love but) it's over now | T | 1.4k | Krauser is dead and had no next of kin, so Leon goes through his scarce apartment to sort through the meager belongings left behind, while also sorting through his own mess of emotions.

(no one ever died from) wanting too much | M | 1.4k | Krauser gets injured but he can only focus on the dirty thoughts he has about Leon, while Leon tends to those injuries.

my tragedy and my desire | M | 2k |  Leon struggles through the mission to rescue the president's daughter, constantly feeling like he’s being stalked. He has no idea how right he is about that. And how bad things will end for him.

my religion my certain death my salvation my sacrilege | E | 2k | Krauser keeps Leon as his sex-slave. (sequel to my tragedy and my desire)

Piers/Leon with heavily featured Krauser or Krauser/Leon

all the tears and the fears and the lies and the cries of the past | E | 16k | Krauser kidnaps Leon on Wesker’s orders to use as bait. Piers heads out to save him, together with Chris and Jill. Things get really messy.

tear me open (and make me whole again) | M | 7.6k | Piers disappears, and soon after Leon starts receiving videos from an unknown email address. It's bad enough that Krauser is back, but watching him torture Piers to get back at Leon might just be the worst thing Leon has ever been through in his life.

haunt you like it's part of you | E | 3.7k | Krauser brands Leon as his own, ruining him for all others. For a while it seems he's won, but eventually Leon gets the happy ending he deserves.

OT3 (Chris/Leon/Piers)

never without you | T | 1.6k | Leon is tired, so tired, but Piers and Chris will not let him give up.

wish you were here | T | 2k | (pre-OT3) Chris is pathetically pining after Leon, doesn't even let himself examine his feelings for Piers, and then on top of it all he gets kidnapped.

Chris/Leon

whatever comes our way | T | 1.1k | Leon almost drowns and Chris panics.

Tyrants/Leon

buried so deep within | E | 3.6k | Leon finds out there's two tyrants. The tyrants find out that Leon can be used for all sorts of fun things.

Jake/Piers

pull me closer to life | T | 3.8k | Jake and Sherry save Piers when he thinks he’s left behind to die at the underwater facility. Then somehow, Jake never leaves.

Marcus/Dom (largely featured past Maria/Dom)

no battle like that of life | E | 3.7k | After losing damn near everything, Dom learns to live again. Marcus helps.

[kaiarchives]

WRITEBLR INTRO

— about me

Hii, my name is Kaiati (Kai - uh - tee), but I'd prefer you refer to me as Kai if that's too confusing. 19, 20 in August. Afro-Latinx (Haitian and Cuban). any prns but prefer They/them. Genderfluid. Queer.

This honestly is long overdue, and that's mostly because of my weird obsession with perfection paired with my GAD (anxiety) that I have just been stalking other writeblrs and procrastinating on my own.

I'm an aspiring writer, and my work ranges from speculative fiction. Fantasy, historical, supernatural, sci-fi, ghosts, eldritch terrors. I love it all, typically lgbtq+ and bipoc-centered to mundane romance (I'm a sucker for a good romance). I fell in love with writing after reading Narnia when I was 10???? Still never finished anything. I'm pretty new to this and tumblr in general since I never really was the type to be active even though I have several other old accounts, but this time I'm gonna make more of an effort and promise to be active instead of lurking on your pages, hehe.

— genres I love

Fantasy / Science Fiction / Contemporary / Mystery-Thriller / Folktales and Fairytales / Horror / Gothic folk / Romance ** I also live and breathe angst if I'm not balling my eyes out over fictional characters, then what's the point**

— tropes

found family . rivals to lovers . friends to lovers . opposites attract . sibling dynamics . revolting against the patriarchy (eat the rich!) . sapphic mermaids and other monsters and mystical creatures (monster girls in general) . girls in blood .

— my writing

...or lack thereof, I have a bunch the most I focus on now are:

Project JOG (all of the titles are wip cuz im lazy)

Captain Sooyoung had always dreamed of proving her worth as a fighter, yet after years of hard work, her achievement resulted in guarding the South Gate and examining merchants and produce. But when her father summoned her to the Capital, her hopes were reignited, only to be immediately shattered as she discovers she is being demoted to the guardian of a traitor, Jiwoo. Sooyoung abhors her assignment; the two women despise each other. However, as they get to know one another, they begin to form an unlikely bond. Despite their growing friendship, Sooyoung can't help but feel suspicious about Jiwoo's anonymous nocturnal absences. Sooyoung must keep her guard up and uncover Jiwoo's secrets before they threaten to destroy her, as well as her kingdom. This is a tale of trust, love, and deception, testing the strength of bonds forged on the battlefield.

Project HML

Jaebeom, a gumiho sentenced to eternal damnation for his crimes. Haunted by the endless suffering of his one true love, Jaebeom is forced to watch her die and be reborn in each of her lifetimes. But all hope is not lost when an unlikely ally presents him with an opportunity to earn his love's freedom. Armed with determination and a thirst for revenge on those who wronged him, Jaebeom embarks on a dangerous mission to find a mysterious scroll that holds the key to his lover's release. However, collecting enough despair to gain favors for his journey proves to be a difficult task until he meets Ada, a young businesswoman with a dark past and an even darker future. Forced to work together, the two soon form a bond that complicates their mission, threatening to derail everything Jaebeom has worked so hard for. Will they be able to overcome their differences and save his lover before time runs out, or will their own selfish desires get in the way?

Project BHA

Coretta's life takes a drastic turn when her younger brother falls ill. Determined to find a cure, she joins forces with a warlock named Lysander on his quest to protect the magic realm. But as they journey deeper into a world of danger and mystery, Coretta realizes that her own inner demons may pose an even greater threat. With Lysander by her side, she must navigate treacherous terrain and face her deepest fears in order to uncover the truth behind her brother's ailment and the secret that threatens to tear apart the very fabric of their reality. From magic spells to mythical creatures, the pair face impossible challenges and unexpected betrayals as they race against time to save the magic realm from mortal hands. But as secrets are revealed, and tensions rise, Coretta must decide who to trust and what sacrifices she will make to achieve her ultimate goal. Will she be able to save her brother and restore order to the magical world, or will her own inner demons ultimately be her downfall?

— What I'm looking for

More writers to follow!

books and recommendations

Beta readers/Critique Partners for fun ofc (i will also beta read for people if you want!)

Good vibes and friends

I also love and would like to play tag games but bear with me. I'm really shy, so it'll take a while...

I'm sure everyone on here has this problem, but it is really hard for me to finish anything, I get all in my head, and I end up deleting everything and moving on to another project I probably won't finish, but I'm hoping that through being on here and meeting writers and their incredible stories will give me the courage to finish my own.

As you can see, I ramble when I'm nervous but yeah! Excited to be here!!

— I'm also on here

wattpad

Archive of Our Own

Pinterest

Fin.

[unironicallytes]

WIP WTHURSDAY!!!

cause I always forget to post on Wednesdays. If you see this and you write, consider yourself tagged directly!! I'm looking straight at you!! 🫵🏾👁️👁️ (If you want)

Some more silly Antoinetta bits for ch4, but this time Zath has just told her about their mission together. I love her, but Zath needs way more time to warm up to new people, especially chatty Initiates. (I mentioned it in the Black Hand write up, but in this AU, Silencers are well-known and expected in their assigned Sanctuaries rather than being secret like in the canon!)

“Plans’ve changed, now yer stuck with me.” Technically, I was stuck with her, but perhaps that would be too rude to say outright ... “Okay! That's fine then, it will be my chance to get to know you after all! Are we going right after my Baptism?” “Nay. Well, tomorrow or the next, probably, unless the voidsalts sicken ye.” “Wait, they can make me sick?” “If yer mental constitution’s weak, aye.” “My what?” “Yer uhh, mind … bits,” I shook my head, already feeling like she was peppering me too much. I preferred the version of her from a month ago, back when she was too intimidated to speak to anyone beyond a rushed sentence or two. “Didn't Sanctifier Vicente tell ye these things?” “Oh, he was preparing me for it this morning when he was called away quite urgently by Brother Movis. Speaking of which, is Movis alright? He wouldn't tell me exactly what happened. He seemed rather cagey about it afterwards and said you and Speaker were handling it.” “He's fine. Listen, lass, perhaps – …” I glanced around for someone else to dump a chatty Initiate on for the time being. Mathieu was still talking with Lucien and likely would be for a time longer. “ … perhaps ye should go help in the chapel, Vicente's there now. He could tell ye what to expect tonight.” “Okay, brother!” “Silencer,” I corrected. “Oops! Sorry, I’m so used to talking to Mathieu,” she laughed, embarrassed. “S’fine.” Antoinetta lingered a moment, expecting me to say something further, so I made a shooing motion. “Off ye go, then.” Off she went, and I slunk into a lonely corner. The Sanctuary had a few of these nooks for reading and communal loitering, so I plopped down into a chair for some good old-fashioned Solitary Loitering. I intended to hover there alone for a time while I waited for Lucien. I say I intended to do that, because not five minutes later, Antoinetta returned. I exhaled quietly through my nose. “Hi again, Silencer, I'm back!” she waved down at me. “I can see that. What, uh. What’re ye back for.” “Vicente said he was busy now and that you could finish briefing me!” “Ah. Cheers.” Great.

[frostbitepandaaaaa]

tell us about day 31 😌

lol so i guess you may have noticed that it may have perhaps resembled a Whumptober prompt? i never actually wrote/posted the last prompt i was responsible for for that month of prompts, but that doesn't mean i don't have a 5k+ word draft for it in my WIPs!!

i started and restarted on that prompt about 4 times until i landed on something i was pleased with. hopefully once i'm done with my RCSS, i can finish that prompt and all will be well with the world.

this fic borrows its premise from an old max/furiosa fic by @sacrificethemtothesquid that i am obsessed with, called Glow. basically, jyn and cassian are on a mission and Cass comes down with radiation poisoning. pain ensues.

snippet, for your pleasure/pain:

“Was it something you ate, you think?” she postulates. He shakes his head, shoulders heaving under his coat. Her blood stops in her veins when he finally looks at her. His eyes are wide and wild, his face pale and strange-angled in the odd, bloody light of Tilo’s brilliant sunset. He looks ghostly, haunted, an animal caught in a trap. “The parts—“ he pants, something in his voice breaking in fear. “You didn’t— you didn’t go near them…?” Jyn hesitates, shakes her head. First in confusion but morphing quickly into hasty confirmation as the fear in his face takes on an edge. She had not touched the half-rusted, nearly unrecognizable pile of parts they had traded for this morning. The man who had traded with them had claimed the parts were from some ruin of an outer-rim rock, now defunct and lost to knowledge. Old Republic and rare as kyber. Or something like that… Jyn hadn’t paid much attention. Cassian had handled the whole transaction (he had more patience for and much more experience in haggling) and she had hated every minute of the exchange. The queer look in the trader’s rheumy eyes, the swiftness of his acceptance of their offer (a stack of Jilib leather and a bag of local moonshine that could strip the paint off a speeder—certainly lowball barter). Jyn had tried to protest, but Cassian had insisted: these fledgling rebel cells they were here to infiltrate traded in scrap and salvage— the more foreign the better, to attract potential collectors and the deep pockets that came with them. Cassian had assured her it was, indeed, a scam as they left, but they could still promisingly trick any rebel leaders for long enough to get what information and recruits they needed before getting the hell off world. “Jyn,” Cassian prompts sharply, eyes growing wider, a bit wilder, as he looked her up and down. “No,” she finally croaks and Cassian collapses in relief on the runner board. “But, Cassian.. what does that have to do—“ He shakes his head, waves a stalling hand so he can cough and sputter between his knees again. Jyn’s very bones are tingling with heightened awareness. She’s never quite seen him this scared, this… dire. Cassian Andor is a constant, a non-variable. Steady, reliable, a force of nature that couldn’t be stopped or diverted. But here he is, her Cassian, cut off at the knees and spilling his guts into the blowing sands of a foreign planet. Looking at her as if she might disappear at any moment. As if he might. If she’s being honest, it’s fucking terrifying. She kneels next to him again. “Cassian… what’s going on?”