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semperintrepida · 5 years ago

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Fledgling

Kassandra learned the enormity of the price on her head as soon as she reached the outskirts of Sami, by the way the townspeople dropped their eyes as she passed, their whispers carrying the words "Cyclops" and "coin" and "dead" across the salty air. That the Cyclops searched for her was nothing new. What was new was the bounty he'd sponsored, backed by cold, hard drachmae—enough to buy a family passage off the island. Enough to start a new life. After fifteen years in Kephallonia, Kassandra knew everyone in Sami by name, and they knew hers. But the Kephallonian Way was to look out for yourself first. Old friends could easily become new dangers.

She tied Phobos's halter to a picket line near the market, mildly surprised that her hands were steady as she worked the rope into a knot. Markos's constant scheming had brought them constant trouble; trouble she'd always been able to get them out of thanks to her intimidating presence and the occasional application of fists. But there was a big difference between punching thugs and crossing blades with a real mercenary, especially the kind that would go after a bounty as sizeable as the one on her head right now. The churn in her guts was getting harder to ignore. She swallowed hard and patted Phobos's neck, feeling solid muscle under her palm. Maybe he'd lend her some of his strength while she figured out what the Hades she was going to do now.

The market was bustling as always, with the shouts of merchants and children hanging in the air and a menagerie of animals pecking and scratching in the salt-crusted dust. It was only a short walk to the docks, and that's where she'd start asking questions. Some mercenary had to have picked up her contract by now, and she needed to know who she was up against. Trade goods weren't the only things unloaded from ships.

It was impossible to ignore the hush that followed her. Voices lowered. And was she imagining those mothers pulling their children close and whispering in their ears? "Don't end up like poor Kassandra, children. Killed by a real misthios."

She needed her information quick, and then to get herself gone, away from Sami where she could plan her next moves. She snagged the shipbuilder's boy by his tunic as he scurried past and got him talking by flashing a coin. Yes, a ship had arrived yesterday with passengers. Yes, a bunch of them were armed, but they mostly stuck close to one really rich guy who wore blue robes. Except for the mercenary. He kept to himself.

"A mercenary, eh?"

The boy nodded. "He's not as big as you, but the sailors said he had fists made of stone and that he could knock a bull out with one punch."

Kassandra flipped the drachma into his palm, and she sat back on her haunches and watched him disappear into the bustle of the dockyard. She knew of only one man who matched the sailors' description, and that was Talos the Stone Fist. He'd done jobs in Kephallonia before, always for the Cyclops, who was the only one on the island with enough drachmae to pay a misthios's rates. Kassandra had never crossed paths with him, but she knew he was old for a mercenary. Not that that mattered much—any steps he'd lost to age were made up for by experience. His years had been spent fighting real battles for real coin, not roughing up thugs and knocking over merchants' pots for pitiful handfuls of drachmae. The thought of it sent a chill down the back of her neck. Talos could still be in Sami. He could still be in the dockyard. He could be watching her right now.

She resisted the urge to wrap her hand around the handle of her sword. Instead, she rose to her feet and strode up the path back to the market, setting her shoulders and playing up the swagger, trying to project a confidence she didn't really feel to the eyes she knew were following her.

Phobos saw right through it, of course, and he snorted softly into her hair and nudged his muzzle into her chest as she untied him and gathered up the reins. "It's all right, boy," she said. "We're not in trouble yet."

She set out towards Pali. If Talos wanted to find her, she'd make him look in the shadowed forests of the Cursed Valley. And she wasn't planning to hide, for she had far too many tasks yet to be done: Drucilla the bowyer still had a missing shipment of lumber that needed finding. And the temple priestess still needed Kassandra to retrieve that missing spear. And the Cyclops himself had to be dealt with once and for all...

She'd handle them one thing at a time.

At the lumberyard, it didn't take Kassandra long to figure out that Drucilla's wayward shipment had been looted by bandits, and clumsy ones at that. They'd left fragments of wood behind, and deep gouges raked the forest duff into a trail that pointed straight to a nearby shipyard as brightly as one of Apollo's arrows.

She watched the bandits from a hidden perch on a rocky escarpment overlooking the dock, while Ikaros circled high overhead and the sun sank to meet the water at the horizon's edge. There were seven bandits by her count: four tasked with moving the lumber closer to the dock, and three to keep watch. As she watched them struggle with their misbegotten goods, dusk smeared the sky orange and purple, and in due time, Helios's disappearing chariot lit a sunpath over the water as the shadows darkened a trail down to the docks.

The first bandit was too easy; he wasn't even looking in the right direction, instead distracted by one of the many chickens roaming about. She approached him from behind and wrapped one arm around his neck while covering his mouth with her other hand, pulling her forearm tight against the side of his throat until his body went limp beneath her.

The next four were grouped together, and she took the first two by bashing their heads against each other like rotten melons. Another bandit went down with a palm strike to the forehead, but she couldn't get to the last before he'd turned tail with a shout. Torches were lit and the remaining bandits went into full alert, but there were only three of them now and those were the kind of odds that she liked.

She drew her sword and her broken spear and faced the nearest bandit as he attacked in a headlong rush, blindly, stupidly, giving up the numbers advantage in his panicked charge. Three against one was a challenge. One against one made her smile, and she swept his blade aside with the point of her spear and slammed the pommel of her sword into his nose as hard as her strength would let her. He dropped to the ground with a howl and a spray of blood.

The last two bandits were a tall woman and a lanky man. The man wore quilted leather and was armed with a cudgel, but the woman wore a full breastplate and tassets and wielded a sharp-looking gladius. Better gear came with power. This woman was probably the captain of this operation; the man her second-in-command.

They attacked in tandem, but they were only two against one and Kassandra turned the cudgel aside with her spear and the gladius with her sword. The edge of the gladius glinted in the torchlight and she used its flash to keep track of the captain's location as the three of them circled around each other. The chickens and goats in the yard had reached a state of full panic and were milling about the edges of the torchlight, raising an ungodly ruckus of noise and movement between the shadows. Kassandra kept her feet balanced and moving, pivoting to keep both bandits in front of her. Then the man leapt toward her and swung his cudgel at her head wildly, more as a distraction than anything else, and she dropped low and took out his knee with a sweeping kick before rolling out of the path of the captain's gladius.

Broken knee was crawling out of the edge of her vision and she let him go in order to focus on the captain, who was turning out to be more than just competent with a sword, and thus more skilled than most anyone Kassandra had ever fought on this backwater of an island.

Metal struck metal as they tested each other's defenses, always circling, always moving. Neither had the advantage of reach, and Kassandra was quickly running out of tricks to try that could break an opponent's guard. She'd have to keep up her defense and outlast the other woman. Far more interesting than knocking out thugs and breaking pots.

The muscles in Kassandra's shoulders warmed with the exertion of swinging two blades, and her blood felt hot and rich. She felt herself smile, and noted how it made her opponent twitch in alarm. Good. The captain's attacks began to falter, and Kassandra sensed opportunity. The gladius swung towards her on a downstroke, and she parried the blow with ease, only realizing a moment too late that the attack had been a ruse, as the captain suddenly used the parry's momentum to pivot the direction of her blade. Kassandra leapt backwards, felt a sear across her belly and anger in her blood as she parried the next two strikes in quick succession. She caught the next attack with the edge of her sword, then relaxed just enough to bring her opponent in closer while drawing her slightly off balance. It was all the opening Kassandra needed to break through the captain's guard and drive the spear so deep into her belly that the blade disappeared entirely.

Then Kassandra felt it: the liquid thrill that ran down her spine every time she killed someone with the spear, a spark of satisfaction that tinted the edges of her vision red. It lasted as long as it took for her to pull the spear free of the bandit captain's belly, and then all that remained was a queasy feeling and the coppery smell of blood all over her hands.

She heard the sound of clapping, then. Loud and booming, it cracked in counterpoint to the bandit captain's wet gasps as she lay dying at Kassandra's feet.

The source of the clapping was a bearded, broad-shouldered man in a full set of armor, golden greaves and all. "That was a good show, girl," he said, drawing his sword and taking a step towards her.

Golden greaves, an iron sword, and a breastplate that cost more drachmae than Kassandra had ever earned working for Markos. Gear fit for a successful mercenary. This had to be Talos the Stone Fist.

"The people in Sami said I could find you by following the sound of the nearest fight. They weren't wrong. And your bounty will keep me in wine and whores for months."

Kassandra tightened her grip on the spear and turned to face him. Her right side stung and her chiton was cut and wet with blood. She wore no armor and had little but a broken spear and a cheap bronze sword. So she did what anyone with half a basket of sense would do when faced with a far more powerful opponent.

She ran.

Talos might have had the upper hand in experience and equipment, but Kassandra had roamed this part of Kephallonia since she was a girl. She knew the crags and hollows of the Cursed Valley, and Artemis smiled upon her from behind a sliver of moon. As she sprinted on forest paths she didn't need light to find, she could near Talos crashing through the forest underbrush behind her. But then she heard Ikaros's hunting cry and a shouted curse, and then the crashing noises veered away and began to fade, and she kept running and climbing until she reached a sheltered grotto in a ravine formed by rock walls and falling water.

She knelt by the shadow-dark pools, took a deep breath, and listened hard over the sound of her heart pounding. Nothing but the musical trickle of water and the occasional flap of a great pair of wings circling somewhere overhead. She sent a whisper of thanks to Ikaros, and plunged her arms into icy water up to her elbows.

The darkness within the pooled water hid the blood that sloughed off her hands and forearms, and kept her from being completely sure she had washed it all away, if that was even possible. An eternity of scrubbing would be as futile as moving Sisyphos's boulder.

With a sigh, she unbuckled her swordbelt and untied the cord that held her chiton in place, casting it aside before stripping the garment up and over her head. The cut across her belly was clean and shallow, thank the gods, and only a handspan wide. If she could get it to stop bleeding, she might even avoid a visit to the physician.

She needed rest and food, and to mend her chiton, and sharpen the new gouges out of the edges of her blades, and then after that she needed to figure out how to kill Talos the Stone Fist without getting killed first.

Rest now. Stop bleeding. Wait till sunrise. Her hunter would be found in the light.

For all his boasting about how easy Kassandra was to find, Talos wasn't hard to track down himself, and thus avoid, in the days after their encounter at the shipyard. Kassandra patched up her gear, let her wound get a good start at healing, and kept one step ahead of Talos by constantly staying on the move.

The Stone Fist proved to be a less than cunning hunter, preferring to stick to a patrol of sorts between Sami, Markos's vineyard, and her home to the south. His predictability extended to the evenings, where he spent his time drinking wine in a kapeleion near the Temple of Zeus before retiring to a rented room down by the docks.

She formed a plan. She'd climb the roof of the Temple of Zeus, and would wait until after the priestesses went home and the temple torches burned down low. Let Talos wander by after a night of wine and song. She'd put an arrow straight into his skull.

The highest roof of the temple was crowned with large decorative akroteria at both ends, which made for perfect cover later that night as she nocked an arrow and aimed at her target below. She inhaled, focused on the squeeze and thump of her own heartbeat, and when her hands reached the steady point between beats she let the arrow fly. The silvery bolt flew true, threading the needle of Talos's eye socket with a sodden thud.

But to her horror, the bastard didn't die.

"Kassandra!" he bellowed.

"That arrow suits you," she shouted from behind the akroterion. Let its heavy stone protect her while she gathered her wits and figured out a new plan.

"Come down here and face me, you daughter of a whore," he shouted. He was closer now, almost to the base of the temple's columns.

Her hands squeezed her bow until the wood began to creak. Her eyes narrowed, and she tossed her bow aside and stood up to full height. "Let me introduce you to Hades," she said, drawing both of her blades and beckoning him to join her.

She heard Talos climbing up the column to the first level of the roof, and once he clambered upon it, she took a step back, inviting him up to the second level where she stood. The arrow's fletching protruded from his eye socket grotesquely. She had no idea how he was still alive, much less able to climb to the roof of a temple. Perhaps Zeus was displeased at her choice of a venue.

To Hades with Zeus, and to Hades with Talos. Her anger was flowing now, crackling along her veins like golden sparks from a smith's hammer.

Talos suddenly leapt up to meet her, and at that moment her rage took over. She reared back and kicked him square in the chest with so much force that he flew off the roof entirely, his cry of surprise following him down over the edge.

She scrambled across the roof and peered down the side of the temple. Talos's body lay in a broken heap on the stones far below. Lights began to glow from torches being lit in the homes nearby. There wasn't much time if she wanted to claim Talos's purse—and his gear. She'd look damn good in a set of golden greaves...

Kassandra set the heavy bundle down on her bed. She raised her arms and stretched as much as she could without worrying the healing cut at her belly. Her muscles ached with the remnants of last night's rage, but she grinned with satisfaction and more than a little wonder. Where in Tartaros had that kick come from? She'd certainly never done it before, but there's no way she'd forget how to do it now. Another arrow for her quiver of tricks.

She bent down and unwrapped the bundle, then laid its contents out across the rough woolen blanket that covered her bed. A full chestplate. Leather tassets. A set of bracers and greaves. And a fresh chiton made of fine white linen to wear underneath it all, the spoils she'd earned by defeating Talos the Stone Fist.

And it fit perfectly too, every piece of it, as she found after she put it all on and adjusted the various straps and buckles. She felt huge and powerful. She felt like a real—

"Misthios," Phoibe whispered from behind her.

Kassandra turned and smiled. "Little sneak," she said, then spread her arms. "How do I look?"

Phoibe's eyes were wide. "Like a hero sent by Zeus."

So she looked good enough to awe a child. Kassandra had to laugh in amusement at that. "Well, this hero is hungry. What say you and I run up to Markos's vineyard and rustle up something to eat?" She took Phoibe's hand in her own, and together they walked out of the hovel and up the path to Mount Ainos, and it was already shaping up to be a very fine day.

Part of the Elegiad. Go on to the next story...

#kassandra #look mom i'm writing fic about an assassin again #assassin's creed odyssey #ac odyssey #all of this pretty much happened in my playthrough #but you don't need to know the game for this story to make sense #kass is a tabula rasa to project all my insecurities upon #a little light bloodletting #elegiad #this was supposed to be a 250-word drabble lol #ikaros! phobos!

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sar-kasstic · 6 years ago

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I write sometimes

The small distance between us feels more like an eternity; a hard thing to manage, with us under this tiny umbrella. Clouds of breath leave my lips as I peer out into the wet world that we explored together, cheekily believing it to be a better use of our Sunday than lazing in bed under warm covers. This too feels intimate. Us, sharing this space barely able to fit a single individual, never mind two. It’s this closeness that we crave however, in all of our spaces. Our gravity pulls us together. Hands meet on the handle of our shelter, and we share our joy. We exist in this moment, under small fabric keeping us from natures nurture of the earth. And we breathe. Together.

#Kass writes #drabble

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anika-ann · 4 years ago

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There’s 1111 of people who are willing to put up with my stuff on their dash... you know what that means?

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That’s right! Since I’m terrible at filling up prompts, I decided to host another writing challenge...

I know that’s not much of a thank you, so just let me say to all my followers and people who help to spread my work:

Thank you! ✨🥰❤️

Now, onto the rules and prompts... check it out under the cut!

There are 40 prompts of various types and a bonus, so I hope you’ll find one to inspire you, or at least one you’ll just like ;)

EDIT: Masterlist of submitted stories is HERE.

Rules:

You don’t have to be following me, I know I’m not for everybody :D

As of now, it’s one prompt per person, one person per prompt. We’ll see how it goes. Claim a prompt via an ask or a DM. But please, if you claim it, try to write it...

Keep it Marvel (any character) or CEvans characters, please. Movies, tv series, comics (?), whichever suits you the best. If you truly want a different movie/show characters, DM me please.

Fluff, angst, humour, I take it all. Smut must be properly tagged and with a warning before the text of the fic. (Absolutely no underage smut or incest. Also I’m not a big fan of non-con and extra dark, but you can DM me and we’ll figure it out if you insist.)

Drabbles, one-shots, first chapter/prologue to a new series. No word limit, because that would make a hypocrite. If it’s over 500 words, please, please use the keep reading bar.

Canon or non-canon ships, reader inserts, pairing with an OC, no pairing at all, platonic relationships – bring it all.

When you choose a line/dialogue prompt, you can still make it an AU completely of your choice, just to be clear.

Tag me in your fic when posting and use # ann1111fc. I should respond within 3 days with at least a heart. If I don’t, DM, it means tumblr ate it all.

Deadline: 1st July. Should be enough ;) If you need an extension, DM me. We’re all only human and life gets in the way.

Lines/Dialogue prompts:

(feel free to alternate pronouns/names/insults/states/tenses; some quotes taken from favourite shows, some pretty random)

1. “Is that judgement I’m hearing?“

2. “I thought you said you had faith in me.” @nekoannie-chan

3. “I get all tingly when you take control like that.”

4. “Say/Do it again. I dare you.”

5. “You always have an excuse, don’t you?”

6. “I want to say something I’ve never said to you before… thank you.”

7. “She’s kinda hot…. I’m gay, not blind.”

8. “I’m losing my mind.“ @smediumsmeatbae with Steve

9. “Did I say that out loud?” @donutloverxo

10. “Sorry is not gonna cut it, not this time.”

11. “Just breathe, okay? Deep breaths, come on.” @just-one-ordinary-fangirl with Steve

12. “There had to be a better way to phrase that.”

13. “You’re escaping without me?!”

14. “I was wrong about you.”

15. “He‘s mostly a jerk… but every once in a while, he can be a dick.”

16. “Do you have any idea who I am?”

17. “You look like crap.” “Thanks, I saw the mirror this morning.”

18. “No offence.” “Offence taken.”

19. “This outfit? It’s a part of my cover!” “Well, it doesn’t cover a thing!” @saccmaass

20. “So we’re not doing the ‘what happens in Russia stays in Russia’?” “We’re still in Russia!”

Tropes and AUs

(take all the liberty you need, e.g. Language differences can range from misunderstandings to a kink 😏, Culture shock from an alien to intercultural relationship etc.)

I. Language differences @galaxy-barnes with Bucky

II. Mistaken identity @chase-your-dreams-away with Steve

III. Body-swap

IV. Amnesia @sophiria with Steve

V. Murder mystery

VI. Last seconds/minutes to live

VII. Truth serum

VIII. In a closet

IX. Fake relationship @what-is-your-backupplan-today with Bucky

X. A/B/O dynamics @stargazingfangirl18 with Ransom

XI. Culture shock

XII. Cop AU

XIII. Fairytale/Fantasy AU @elysianecho with Ransom

XIV. College AU @secretswiftymarvelfan with Steve

XV. Escort AU @queen-kass-the-writer

XVI. Soulmate AU @trashywritestrash

XVII. Coffee shop AU/Bakery AU

XVIII. Angel (and/or Demon) AU @hufflepuffvs with Matt

XIX. Medieval AU

XX. Flower shop AU @a-little-counter-esperanto

Crossovers:

Aka the category where everything is possible.

MCU/Marvel series x anything. I don’t even care with what. Just bring it!

You can check out few shows I watched in my bio, but the list goes on and on, and you don’t have to pick one of the ones I mention. Just try to make it so even people who haven’t watched the series in question can so-so catch on.

You don’t have to claim a crossover, but you could let me know if you’re planning one for this challenge, so I know what to look forward to 😊

1) MCU x Pacific Rim @rodrikstark with Steve

Happy writing! (on not, depends)

#fanfiction #writing challenge #ann1111fc #anika rambles #happy anika #marvel #mcu #marvel fanfiction #prompts #au

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pikapeppa · 4 years ago

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Year-end Writer’s Round-Up: the 2020 edition

Tagged a million years ago by @mythicaitt and @lostinfantasies38 - thanks friends! I have finally put aside a chunk of time for this, since I am a nerd who likes to get accurate calculations.

I will preface this by saying it’s been an insane year, and I know many people’s creativity was sucked dry by, well, everything. I find my emotional escape/comfort in writing fic, so I just... I dunno, went nuts with writing this year. To that end, I’ll keep most of this post below a cut for those who don’t want to see my “stats”, but with an open invitation to participate for ANYONE who does want to share their writing achievements for the year, and a tag for those writers that I know for sure were active this year: @crackinglamb @barbex @solas-disapproves @elveny @alyssalenko @nug-juggler @musetta3 @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold @iarollane @in-arlathan @charlatron @queen-kass-the-writer - NO PRESSURE TO PARTICIPATE OR TO READ THIS AT ALL, THOUGH.

Word count and smut count table (i.e. NERD ALERT):

(Here’s a masterlist of all my fic, if any of the fics in that list strike anyone’s fancy and they want to find and check ‘em out.)

There are a couple of things missing from this word count that I only posted on Tumblr, a couple of Solas/Nare drabbles and a piece of Orsino/Hawke smut, but I’m too lazy to track those down right now. And I have another unposted chapter of Inadvisable that’s about 10k words… ANYWAY, MOVING ON.

New things I tried this year:

I jumped headfirst into a few Dragon Age rarepairs this year! I’ve always loved rarepairs and have particularly enjoyed writing them for Horizon Zero Dawn in the past, so it was a pleasure to take on a few this year:

Felassan x Lavellan in The Love That Grows From Violence

Sten x Yara Mahariel in Fall Into The Tide

Samson x Roman Hawke for my soulmate @schoute - a ship that I never even saw coming and that hit me like a ton of bricks in the feels.

I also took the plunge into theorizing and sorting through Big Lore this year for Dragon Age — something I’ve avoided doing for years. I usually don’t like doing very deep dives because I’m a canon-compliant sort of girl, and the idea of getting attached to a theory that might end up being wrong makes me feel itchy. But when I started writing a Felassan-centered fic, I had no choice but to try and figure out the big lore since YA BARK-EATING BOYFRIEND KNOWS THINGS. I spent 10+ hours sorting through DA meta, both canon and fanon, to try and come up with something cohesive for that fic that feels as canon-compliant as possible, so that was definitely a cliff I didn’t mean to jump off of, LOL.

I also took a jump into writing a fic with three simultaneous and interconnected relationships in Inadvisable, my modern university AU with @elbenherzart, which includes relationships for Solas, Abelas and Felassan. I was super excited but SCARED to do this: how to keep all three relationships interesting and exciting when the narrative keeps moving and flowing between the three relationships and the six characters who all know each other in different ways? Luckily, I had the wonderful Elbenherzart cheering me on and encouraging me with all the BEAUTIFUL ART she’s done for the fic, and I’ve been really enjoying it!

Fic I spent the most time on:

Um, it’s probably a tie between two fics: The Love That Grows From Violence (Felassan x Lavellan) just because of that Big Lore deep dive, or Lovers In A Dangerous Time (Fenris the Inquisitor), which I finished earlier this year and took a long time just by virtue of the fic length and THE AMOUNT OF FEELINGS I HAVE FOR FENRIS AND RYNNE HAWKE.

Fic I spent the least time on:

Wake Up, a quick oneshot featuring Varric and Solas, which I keysmashed in a couple of hours after the most recent DA4 trailer was released.

Favourite thing I wrote:

Oh my god. Everything?? Writing is my escape and my pride and joy, so I love everything I write. All my rarepairs were absolute delights this year. Finishing Lovers In A Dangerous Time was bittersweet since I now kind of feel like I can’t write any further Fenris/Rynne until DA4 comes out. But Felassan has become my darling toward the end of this year and I’m thrilled to have brought a handful of wonderful readers down the Felassan rabbit hole with me.

Favourite thing I read:

… I… have once again failed and read basically nothing this year. I started to read Pressure Point by 17734 on AO3 and really enjoyed it for a few chapters before I just… ran out of steam. Not because of the fic, because it genuinely was great — the smut in the first chapter just about killed me, STG — but because I realized this year that, with very few exceptions, I don’t have enough emotional space to invest in fics with long intricate plots. I’m a fucking goblin who just likes to read smut, so I lose interest quickly if the fic isn’t strongly smut/romance-centered.

TO THAT END, I do have a couple of smutfic recs:

Force of Nature, a Stenwarden oneshot by @minionripley: Maker save me, this was soOoOoO good and in-character for StennySten.

Provided It Tied You Down First by JadeLavellan on AO3: Solas and Trevelyan go to a Tevinter sex party for recon reasons. Oh my god, guys, IT’S SO GOOD.

Writing goals for next year:

Honestly? I’m not gonna make any. I’ll just go where the winds of inspiration take me, and where the winds of others’ whispered suggestions take me as well.

To that end, I have to make a few shoutouts to people who have inspired me this year, either with their art or suggestions or encouragement (read: ENTHUSIASTIC SCREAMING): @schoute @elbenherzart @whatomen, without whom a huge chunk of my fic this year would not exist; and @lethendralis-paints @ashalle-art @slushrottweiler-blog who gifted me with beautiful fan art this year and made me want to weep. LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.

Wishing everyone a safe and happy new year filled with love, warmth, and most of all, with hope. If anyone else wants to join in and share their achivements, please do and tag me so I can see what you’ve been up to!

- Love from your friendly neighbourhood Pikapeppa xoxo

#fanfic writer's life #pikapeppa writes #roundup 2020

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arrthurpendragon · 3 years ago

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I’m so excited for you Kass! I’m wishing you all the best on your interview! Here’s to us getting out of our shitty jobs and into better ones.

Also, I hate that I can’t make you something. The best that I could do would be to write you a crossover drabble with Tia and Will, but I haven’t really been inspired lately with any of my OCs. Looking for a new job has been keeping me busy

This got off point. I love you Kass, and Ik you’re going to KILL that interview! ❤️

Yes to getting out of our shitty jobs! I honestly don't mind a drabble with Tia & Will. I honestly don't care what the end product is. It's more for me about people putting time into me because I rarely get that (especially in real life)

If I get the AZ job, wanna come to AZ with me???? haha.

Thanks! Love you!!!!

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queenof-literature · 4 years ago

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Linked Universe Masterlist

I decided to make a Masterlist since the Hero of Wild series doesn’t include everything and I’m kinda writing them out of order based on ideas/requests. So here all all my fics so far in order! It will be updated each time I post.

* = Request

Ao3: queenof-literature

All credit for Linked Universe goes to the wonderful @linkeduniverse

Linked Universe

In Order

Meet Wild*

Wolfie

Twilight

Signs

Hyrule

Sky

Wind

To Speak

The rest of the Hero of Wild series will be here as I write for it :)

Gerudo*

The Tavern

Rito*

Kass’ Final Song*

Goron

Bokoblins*

Warm*

Tarry Town*

Love

A Sick Wild Child (Unfinished) 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Linked Universe Miscellaneous (Drabbles and stories not canon to my personal Timeline).

Repeat

Golden Blood*

Linked Universe: My AUs

Linked Galaxy

Facts of the Universe

Modern AU

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witch-hazels-musings · 3 years ago

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Hey Hazel! ✨

So to begin with I want to thank you for your kind answer to my last ask, ngl maybe I did tear up a bit haha. I’m so glad you liked the stuff and I will definitely write the Venti one out (I do have way to many ideas and Drabbles of various scenarios for this fic on my phone). And also just the thought of you wanting to read something I might come up with aaahh it makes me so weirdly happy haha

I will take your advice to heart and try to remember it. To be honest I would be a lie to say that I don’t want people to read and like what I write, but I know for a fact that in the first place I need to just have fun with it. So I will try to keep it all in mind.

And concerning my blog info, well my writing blog is the same one I’m sending this ask with (Kass-storycorner because yes I am very creative with names haha) and I already shared my first post, though it’s a angsty (?) one I guess. Honestly I don’t know what made me do it, but when I had the idea I just knew I had to get it out. It’s not perfect but I hope you’ll maybe like it. (Still need to work on that info post and find out how you can pin posts on tumblr, I’m using this site since twelve years now and I still have no idea how any of this works haha).

I hope you’ll have a good day (or had a good day!) and until next time I randomly drop into your asks 🙈

aw!! I’m so glad my message moved you. :)

they were really awesome and (don’t mind me for running over there and reading that work you posted!!)

there is no lie in wanting people to like what you write - it’s why we post these things online! I remember squealing at the first few likes and comments i got and now I’m much more easy going about them!

I hope you have so much fun writing and know that we have now become writing mutuals!! need to chat about something - write something? -- let’s gooooo (shoot me a message any time because sharing thoughts is a great way to grow, get unstuck and get inspired <3)

#hazelmail #new blog!#yayay #congrats!

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scurvgirl · 8 years ago

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Head and back scritches for Caserole it is!

@palindromekomori and @lillotte17

Melarue belongs to @justanartsysideblog

Inquisitor Kass/Companion Melarue AU!

Par Vollen and Seheron are not just hot, they are humid. While some dragons and other horned beasts could withstand the dryness of the Western Approach, Qunari could not. Kass feels the skin around her horns begin to dry, risking to crack if she doesn’t get some moisture into them soon. The horns themselves also feel dry and itchy, in dire need of balms and oils that really only were made in Par Vollen and Seheron.

But while the cracking is painful and needs to be taken care of, she is exhausted by the dry heat, fighting, and marching through the sand. Par Vollen had near constant cloud cover because of the rain, which mitigated some of the sun’s heat, but out here in this desert wasteland, there was no such thing. The sun bore down on them, burning them, heating them to a crisp. She didn’t miss her old life in Par Vollen but the weather…she missed that.

She puts up her tent and splashes some water on her horns and skin, paying no mind to her hair which would invariably retaliate in the morning.

“Would you like some assistance, Inquisitor?” Melarue offers in a soft tone over supper, a drab affair of jerky and dried fruit.

Kass sighs, about to politely decline, but winces as she feels the skin crack and bleed. Well, that’s a little obvious to deny.

“Yes, thank you,” she concedes. Melarue nods and pulls out their own supply of elfroot balm while Kass procures her tub of horn balm. She doesn’t have the oils, but the balms will do for now. She’ll have to talk to Leliana or Josephine or someone back at Skyhold to start importing for Qunari luxury goods.

She leads Melarue back into her tent, her back twitching with giddy. Their dance at Halamshiral had been…well. Exciting to say the least. There’s this tension between them, not a bad tension, but a tension that could very well lead to things. Things that she isn’t entirely against. But now…now she is just tired and in need of help, which they seem more than happy to give.

They sit behind her and dip their fingers in the elfroot balm, careful to smooth it over the bleeding cracks. They smooth it over all of her horns and while it isn’t the moisturization she needs, it brings relief, stitching closed the wounds. They wait a moment before opening the horn balm. They start from the tips of her horns, slowly working it up to the base.

She gasps and bites back a relief filled moan as they gently ease the balm into her skin. The relief is instantaneous and their hands are wonders, gentle and smooth that bring just the right amount of pressure.

“Your horns are gorgeous, Kassaran, almost as lovely as the rest of you,” they compliment. She smiles, her eyes drifting closed.

“Hmm, and you would know a thing or two about being gorgeous,” she replies.

“I do and your horns…I once lived in a land that tried to replicate such beautiful adornments, but they never came close to yours,” they whisper.

“The more I hear about Tevinter, the more disturbed it sounds.”

They pause for a moment, “It is a land of oppressors. The oppressed are typically less disturbed, or just different ways. The oppressors wished to look like dragons, to inspire fear and awe in their followers.”

“There are theories that the Qunari are related to dragons in some way.” She can’t bite back the moan when they massage a particularly tender spot of flesh.

“I can see that. Your people have an intensity about them, from Qunari to Tal-Vashoth to Vashoth. You are passionate people. And you in particular have all the beauty and wonder of a dragon, all the fierceness, you do not need to affect anything.”

She chuckles self-consciously, careful to not shake her head at their words.

“You are��exceptionally complimentary.”

“Should I stop?”

“No, you simply caught me unawares. You are wondrous yourself, quiet and beautiful. And kind, thank you for this.”

They chuckle, “It is no trouble, I assure you.” Their hands then sink into her hair and begin to gently massage her scalp. She gasps and groans, leaning into them.

“Melarue,” she says in a breathless voice.

“Shh, let me do this, you just relax. You have the weight of Thedas on you.” Their hands drift down to her neck, working out the tension. After a moment, they guide her to lay down on her cot and slowly begin to press into her back.

“I feel like I should reciprocate…” she whispers, eyes beginning to drift closed as their hands work in sweeping arcs up her back.

“There is no need, I offered.”

“But still, you’re so good, you deserve good too,” she’s not sure if that makes sense but they seem to understand. They hush her again and continue to rub out the tension in her shoulders, the center of her back, and drifting down to ease the muscles at the small of her back. This is much more than she initially agreed to, but their hands are bordering on magical as they ease all the tension from her. She barely feels the pain of the Mark either, and with that realization, she can no longer resist sleep’s siren call. Kassaran drifts into a deep sleep, murmuring a barely intelligible plea for Melarue to stay. Not for sex, just…sleep.

When she wakes, they’re there, soundly asleep next her, beautiful and relaxed. She smiles softly and closes her eyes again. They can sleep in a little more, they’ve earned it.

#my writing #filled prompt #quick drabble #kassaran #melarue #melarue x kassaran #caserole #companion!mel #companion!mel au #inquisitor!kass

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soulspideys · 7 years ago

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I need to tell someone this,i wore this cute ass romper right, its the shit, anyways its like hella short, so i had on a long cardigan overtop but it was super hot, and jfc I took it off without thinking and I had to reach up into a closet to grab a textbook (i was in detention bc im always late to class) but the guy i have a thing for was in there, and jfc my whole romper slid tf up and i decided to wear a thong like a dumb bitch and he saw most of my ass :) Kill me. #HighschoolProblems :((((((

omg yesssss girl werkkkk itttttt ok sorry that probably isnt helpful i’m prayin for u hunny tell me about when he slides into ur dms tellin you how fine your ass is lmaoooo

#kass writes drabbles #anonymous

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sar-kasstic · 7 years ago

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He Smiles

A/N: Another random drabble just because...

Tags: @musicalmoriarty , @mysterywriter36

I exhaled sharply, my back pressed against the wall. The bouquet in my hands quiver, belaying my nerves. Stupid body giving me away…

I hear the bell ring, and I immediately stand at attention like the sound sent a shock through my system.

This was it.

I turn my head to glance around the corner, watching all the people amidst the chaos, but I’m looking for one in particular…

There…

The figure my eyes locate with ease. Gods he’s beautiful.

My heart jumps to my throat while my courage drops to my feet. How could someone so…him, even be interested in me? Is it even humanly possible?!

Well, I sigh, only one way to find out.

With a tilted chin and a confidence I only sort of have to fake, I turn the corner and make my way to him.

He instantly sees me and smiles.

#kass writes #drabble #writing

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anika-ann · 4 years ago

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Little Big Things to Celebrate... with a challenge

I’m gonna start by saying THANK YOU. For every single one of you, whether you interact a lot or only a bit or rarely at all. This is for all of you and for those who aren’t in the 500 too ;)

So, let’s celebrate the only way I can think of:

Rules:

You don’t have to be following me, but it would be nice if you did. (Come to the dark side. We have fluff and stuff.)

As for now, it’s one prompt per person (but after you post it, you can pick another if you’d like!). Let me read your stuff!

Send me an ask when you pick one (or a DM if you’re on the shier side). You can add character you’ll be writing for if already decided. I’ll try to update this list as often as possible.

When you post, use the tag #challenge500ann in the first 5 tags and tag me in the fic please. If I don’t respond with at least ♥ within two days, please, reach out, the system messed up again. (I’ll be a bit out from 9th to 14th August though, fair warning.)

Feel free to alternate the pronouns/tense/etc in the prompt in case that it would sound… unnatural in your fic otherwise.

Keep it Marvel, please. Movies, tv series, I don’t care. Comics are alright, but I guess I’ll have to do some research. If you truly want a different movie/show characters, DM me please. Crossovers are fine, welcomed actually.

Canon or non-canon ships, reader inserts, pairing with an OC, no pairing at all, platonic relationships – bring it. We don’t discriminate here. AU completely of your choice when picking a prompt? Gimme those too.

Fluff, angst, humour, I take it all. Smut must be properly tagged and with a warning before the text of the fic. (And yes, I’m aware most of the prompts are easier to make fluffy/funny, sue me or surprise me.)

Drabbles, one-shots, first chapter/prologue to a new series... size doesn’t matter O:-) But I’m begging you, if it’s over 500 words, use the keep reading bar (yeah, I know, sometimes it doesn’t even work, but let’s try).

Deadline: 9th September.

If you need an extension, DM me. We’re all only human and life gets in the way. I just want to make sure to have time to read all your stuff before starting my last(?) year of uni. Bachelor thesis is going to eat a lot of my time.

Prompts below the cut. Dig in!

Prompts

(it’s scary, but I can hear the characters say it in my head, change it for me!) There’s a source of the prompts above each group that means nothing but me crediting them:

(The Flash)

1. “Am I the only one who watches movies around here?” @randomsevans

2. “Say something so we know you’re okay!” “Ow.” @elysianecho with Steve

3. “Rule number one: when a girl says it’s fine, it’s not fine!” (optional follow-up: “Amen!”) @adorkably

4. “What is wrong with you two? That’s not friendship.” @scentedsongrebel

(Arrow)

5. “You tell anyone about this, I will kill you.” “…that’s just an expression, right?” @nekoannie-chan with Steve or Rumlow

6. “As far as plans go, this isn’t a good one.” “This was your plan.” “I didn’t think you’d actually say yes!” @chris-evans-indian-fanfic with Captain Marvel & Valkyrie

7. “Is that judgement I’m hearing?” “Pride.”

8. “So we’re not doing the what happens in Russia stays in Russia?” “We’re still in Russia.” @buckybarney

9. “You are such a bitch!” “Takes one to know one, sweetheart!” (feel free to change the insult and/or petname) @amythedvdhoarder with Bucky

(Supergirl & Legends of Tomorrow)

10. “You look like crap.” “Thank you, I saw the mirror this morning.”

11. “Name/pronoun is/are super hot.” *Silence* “Gay, not blind.”

12. “No offence.” “Offence taken.”

(Chuck)

13. “So in this plan I basically do nothing?” “Yep.” “Let’s do this!”

14. “If my primary objective wasn't to protect you, I'd kill you.” @lilbabycee with Bucky

15. “What are you doing?” “Escaping.” “From your own birthday party?” @averyrogers83 with Clint

16. “You actually listened to me?” “I can’t quite believe it myself!” @hufflepuffvs with Steve

17. “This is a part of my cover.” “Well, it doesn’t cover a thing!”

(Supernatural)

18. “I get all tingly when you take control like that.”

19. “’Game of Thrones’ is complicated. Shower sex - that's complicated. *thing* ain't complicated.”

20. “So? Maybe I’m not real, nobody’s perfect.”

(Merlin)

21. “What are we still doing here?!” “You were unconscious!” “Always have an excuse, don’t you?”

22. “This is one of those moments when I tell you something isn't a good idea and you ignore me, isn't it?” @pies-writes-and-more with Steve

23. “I want to say something I’ve never said to you before… thank you.”

24. “I thought you said you had faith in me.” “Whatever gave you that idea?”

25. “I had no idea you were so keen to die for me.” “Trust me, I can hardly believe it myself.” @mysterioh

AU and tropes

A) (Evil) Twin/Mistaken Identity @anjali750

B) Time-travel @sophiria

C) Bodyswap

D) Horror AU

E) Fairy Tale/Fantasy AU @queen-kass-the-writer with Steve

F) Lawyer AU

G) Biker AU @kayteewritessteve with Steve

H) Bodyguard AU @donutloverxo with Steve

I) Single Parent AU @romaxnogersav with Bucky

J) Escort AU

Ball’s in your court now! Have fun! And stay safe!

#challenge500ann #writing challenge #marvel fanfiction #reader insert #ships #canon ships #marvel #fanfiction #steve rogers fanfic #tony stark fanfic #clint barton fanfic #bruce banner fanfic #natasha romanoff fanfic #thor fanfic #fanfic #marvel fanfic #avengers fanfic #prompts #au

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mysterioh · 5 years ago

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Hey there lovelies, it’s me ya girl. I hit 1000 followers a few days ago which is absolutely insane! I started in January and never expected to receive so much love from everyone. I appreciate every single one of you. 🤧💕

The theme for this challenge (if it’s not obvious enough with the obnoxious banner) is the 1980s! All of the prompts are from music and movies of the iconic decade! Don’t ask me why I picked it, because I don’t know.

Please participate it took me forever to find some of these.

Rules

Due by August 9th, 2020 (I’m forcing you into giving me a birthday gift 🥰)

Don’t have to be following but you can if you want to...

Two people per prompt.

NO freaky stuff. Underage/Inc*st/Noncon/Dubcon. Leave it at the door sis we don't want it.

Must be tagged appropriately! If you have explicit content please tag it as 18+ for young readers.

It must be at least 500 words. No word limit.

Use a Read More tab if needed!

Please no Social Media AUs.

It can be a drabble, one-shot or new series.

If you make it a series, tag me in the masterlist and each chapter.

Marvel Characters only (no actors pls) and can be a reader insert, OC, or ship.

Works don’t have to be based in the 80s but it would be interesting.

Tag me @cxptain and use the tag, #cxp1k so I can track them. If I don’t respond within 24 hours, feel free to message it to me.

If you would like to participate please send me an ask only. If you want me to answer privately pls indicate that in your message.

Party on, dudes!

Songs

Tainted Love - Soft Cell (1981)

Africa - Toto (1982)

Billie Jean - Michael Jackson (1982)

Should I Stay or Should I Go? - The Clash (1982)

Every Breath You Take - The Police (1983)

Talking in Your Sleep - The Romantics (1983) - @writeyourmindaway

Sunglasses at Night - Corey Hart (1983)

Time after Time - Cyndi Lauper (1983)

Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler (1983)

Uptown Girl - Billy Joel (1983) - @anika-ann

Out of Touch - Hall and Oates (1984) @fanfictionaries w/ Bucky

Wake Me Up Before You Go - Wham! (1984) - @begin-with-a-c

When Doves Cry - Prince (1984)

Take on Me - a-ha (1985)

Material Girl - Madonna (1985)

Your Love - The Outfield (1985)

How Will I Know - Whitney Houston (1985)

(I Just) Died in Your Arms Tonight - Cutting Crew (1986)

You Give Love A Bad Name - Bon Jovi (1986)

I Wanna Dance with Somebody - Whitney Houston (1987) - @corneliabarnes

Movie Quotes

“Snakes! Why did it have to be snakes?” - Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)

“We came. We saw. We kicked its ass.” - Ghostbusters (1984)

“This may sound incredibly dumb...but I love you, and I’ll do anything to make you love me.” - Sixteen Candles (1984)

“When you grow up, your heart dies.” - The Breakfast Club (1985)

"I am desperately and completely in love with you." - St. Elmo's Fire (1985)

"I'm your density, I mean your destiny." - Back to the Future (1985) -@iced-capsicle

“I feel the need, the need for speed.” - Top Gun (1986)

“Life moves fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” - Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986) - @capsized-heart

“See that clock on the wall? In five minutes you are not going to believe what I’ve told you.” - Blue Velvet (1986)

“Most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling, the rest of my life, the way I feel when I’m with you.” - Dirty Dancing (1987) - @xbuchananbarnes

“You look good wearing my future.” - Some Kind of Wonderful (1987)

"I can't believe you did it. I was teasing. I loved you. Of course, I was coming up here to kill ya." - Heathers (1988)

“She’s gone. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart. She gave me a pen.” - Say Anything (1989)

“Strange things are afoot at the Circle K!” - Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure (1989)

"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." - When Harry Met Sally (1989) @queen-kass-the-writer @corneliabarnes

Going to tag some mutuals to signal boost. (Sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged.)

@anika-ann @kayteewritessteve @capsized-heart @allandoflimbo @corneliabarnes @mypassionsarenysins @xbuchananbarnes @wiensrsoldier @writeyourmindaway @justreadingfics @mccrps @allegra-writes

#writing challenges #cxp1k #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #marvel imagines #marvel reader insert #steve rogers imagines #bucky barnes imagines

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