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[merceyca]

Hold Tight

Andrew and Neil accidentally crash Abby and Wymack’s carnival date.

The fairground was rife with people and noise. Andrew had warned Neil that this would be the case, but the screaming, the music, the crowds; it all had Neil wondering what the appeal of a day at the fair could possibly be.

The day itself was drawing to a close, the sky turning a deep orange and fading to purple at the edges. Andrew had flown in that afternoon, and when Neil picked him up from the airport he happened upon the flyer for the Palmetto State fair.

Although, after spending ten minutes there, Neil came to the conclusion that they should have just had an easy night at home. Murder, She Wrote reruns were a better alternative to this.

Andrew caught him by the shoulders, yanking him out of both his thoughts and the warpath of an ice-cream-wielding toddler. Neil checked himself for stains, but he remained unscathed.

‘Thanks.’

‘Those jeans are designer,’ Andrew informed him.

Neil shook his head, smiling. He opened his mouth to respond when a familiar voice called, ‘Neil! Andrew!’

They both whirled to see Abby hauling Wymack over by the hand. She was beaming, her hair free from its customary ponytail and whipping around in the breeze. Wymack appeared to be reevaluating his life choices.

Neil met Andrew’s amused look with an identical one of his own, allowing Abby to catch him in a hug when they met them halfway.

‘I didn’t know the two of you were coming here tonight,’ she said fondly.

‘The warning would have been nice,’ Wymack added, less so.

Neil fought the childish urge to stick his tongue out at him. Living in the dorms with just Robin was beginning to have an effect on him.

‘We didn’t intend to crash your date,’ Andrew said, sending a meaningful look down at Abby and Wymack’s joined hands.

‘And what noble reason do you shits have for being here?’ Wymack returned.

‘Candy floss hunting,’ Andrew said at the same time Neil said, ‘Breaking in my jeans.’

‘They’re designer, you know,’ Neil continued when Wymack cast his eyes heavenward.

Abby laughed at their antics. ‘Have you tried any of the rides yet?’

‘Er, no.’ Neil tried to think of how best to skirt around the topic of Andrew’s acrophobia, but Andrew beat him to it.

‘I sustained a head injury in last week’s game,’ Andrew lied. ‘No roller coasters for me. So sad.’

Abby frowned. ‘A head injury? In which quarter? We watched the whole game.’

‘You must have blinked,’ said Andrew. ‘I’m going to line up for food if you want to take him on something puke-inducing before we eat. Coach?’

Wymack sighed but seemed to accept that his date had been crashed. ‘Yeah, take the kid on that death trap you pointed out earlier.’

‘The one you said would put your heart to the test?’ Abby asked.

Wymack huffed. ‘We’ll meet you by the tables.’

‘Are you sure?’ Neil asked Abby. ‘If you don’t want to—’

He trailed off when he saw that Abby’s green eyes were alight with excitement. She clutched his arm. ‘Come on, Josten. Don’t chicken out on me now.’

Neil couldn’t help but laugh as she dragged him across the fairground. The years between nurse and striker fell away, and suddenly they were both kids, nervously boarding a ride called The Crazy Coaster that allegedly spun as it sped over the tracks.

Abby’s joyful squeals accompanied the swoop in Neil’s gut at every drop, making him laugh harder. They took the first two dips facing forwards, but the biggest one was coming, and their carriage was turning.

‘Oh, god. Oh, god,’ Abby gasped, her hand fumbling for Neil’s. ‘Neil, we’re backwards.’

Neil managed a hysterical, ‘What do you want me to do about it?’

Abby finally caught his hand and gave it a firm squeeze. Neil held tight to the woman who had patched him up so many times he’d lost count, who kissed his forehead and cheered him on at every game, who brought him on this stupid ride and showed him that surrendering your control to wheels and cogs and gravity could actually be fun.

The two of them shared a pair of frenzied grins as Abby said, ‘Here we go,’ and then they were falling.

[thousandstories]

hey do u hv fic recs ?

i do! disclaimer that these are only a few of many amazing fics in this fandom. (also check individual works for content warnings.) i went pretty much exclusively from my bookmarks on ao3 as that's just where i save my favourites- i've tagged the authors if i know their tumblrs but otherwise check out their ao3 profiles <3

Heaven Is Not Fit by bloodofkingsonmytrousers / @you-know-i-get-itt (Jean/Renee / Jean & Renee, Time Loop AU)

honestly everything gia writes is incredible but this is one of my favourites. jeanee timeloop au with incredible twists & turns and an insane amount of emotion. i'd say more but if any fic deserves a spoiler-free reading experience it's this one. 100/10 ruined me for a month and counting.

anytime, always by kevjean (Kevin/Jean, Canon Compliant- Post-Canon)

post-canon, professional exy players kevin/jean where kevin's still trying to work through the trauma of his earlier years and jean seems to have made a lot more progress in healing (spoiler alert, they've both got stuff to work through). featuring biker jean, minor breaking-and-entering, and some lovely OCs. absolutely adore this fic.

we carry our own weight by wyverning / @wyverningx (Jeremy/Jean, Canon Divergence)

insanely well-done text-fic where jeremy messages the wrong number and finds himself regularly texting jean. it follows canon so well, the amount of research that goes into depicting the events is amazing. i don't want to give spoilers but the author really uses the medium to their advantage & everyone is so in-character (seriously, the jeremy dialogue especially feels like something straight from tsc). it's part of a series & it's excellent.

take yourself home by moonix (Neil/Andrew, No Exy AU)

amazing no-exy au where aaron only finds out andrew exists when tilda dies from non-car-murder-related causes. what follows is a mad race among his friends (the foxes) to track his twin down. i haven't really summarised the plot because spoilers, but it's excellent: the andrew POV is so well-written & his interactions with the various characters are perfect.

eyes wide open by jaylocked (Jeremy/Jean, No Exy AU)

love this one. despite being written several years pre-tsc, the characterisations are still absolutely amazing (not that them being different would be a deal-breaker, but it's still so impressive how the author took the hints of their personalities from the original aftg books and reached such a similar destination.) also jean has a service dog called napoleon & he's perfect (and jeremy's a high school english teacher!)

Lavender for Luck by Mercey / @merceyca (Kevin/Neil/Andrew, Witch AU)

please everyone read this, i need someone to talk about it with. practical magic/witch au where kevin escapes from the raven coven with jean and ends up being found by andrew and neil. kandreil shenanigans ensue. featuring neil having heartwrenchingly-fitting powers, andrew being insanely powerful, and riko getting a deserved fate. also jean is a cat and it works so well. (and while i was getting the link for this fic i saw the author's made it part of a wider series (though it's the only work at the moment) so that's my day made.)

[codename-adler]

WIP POLL 💃

ty gia @you-know-i-get-itt & mercey @merceyca for the tag <3 <3 <3

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

this is all i can manage for now sadly 😔 yes i included my MA application essay because the deadline for the admission is February 1st 😗 i’ve got 6 pages out of 15-20, but it just gotta DO ITTTTTT (it’s on The Hunger Games this is going to be fine IT’S GOING TO BE FINE. right?)

i also have my 20 pages article to write but i don’t have my thesis/argument yet but i have a meeting tomorrow about it!! (it’s either going to be compare/contrast on Battle Royale & Hunger Games (surprise surprise); or, only Battle Royale. which i cannot recommend enoughhhhh!!!!!!)

and wow, that was so much f yapping beyond the point……

[cleverhottubmiracle]

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[anchanted-one]

Sorry for cutting in, but I had to take this one!

So, I'm writing a story that wildly diverges from swtor canon, so my OCs will be at different points in their lives. Not to mention, I'm just post-KotFE in my story. But here are my OCs and their ages.

A. Main timeline.

Vajra Devarath. Born 9 BTC. My Jedi Knight and Outlander. Currently 21 ATC in my story, so he'll be 31 shortly... though that's minus 5 so he's 26. In main, he'd be 37/31.

Mercei Tanniels. Imp Agent, secretly Lana Beniko. Her file is a lie. She's younger than she stated, born 11 BTC instead of 13. She's 35 in 21 ATC, and 40 in 27.

Kairegane Rooks. Sith Warrior. Same as Lana, though she died at 29 at Hoth, fighting Arcann. She nearly killed him.

Hekaten Kallig. Sith Inquisitor. 21 ATC: 41. 27 ATC: 48

Roban Queens. Trooper. Zakuulan Spy. 21 ATC: 37.

Juun Stede. Smuggler. 21 ATC: 38.

Devel Nirol. Consular. 21 ATC: 43.

Mark Fodorn. BH. 21 ATC: 45.

Theron and Jasme Shan are same age as Lana, as is Kira Carsen.

Ashton Shan. Theron's firstborn. In my story, Theron was a teen dad. Tried his best. Sorry, I had to give some reason why he kept Jasme distant from his life. And close-to-the-vest in general. In 21 ATC, I think he's 17.

B. In addition, I'm creating a secondary story, with a different cast. This is project intel, and I don't think it'll be as detailed as the main one. Timeline will be different here too.

Semar Kayn. Sith Warrior, male. He would've been 43, but died during the Zakuul war, killed by Lana and Cipher Nine.

Saskia Frye. Sith Inquisitor. Also would've been 43, but killed by Kayn on Ilum.

Jason Faye. Jedi Knight. Killed by Kayn right after Chapter 3, right after he'd killed the Emperor

Shani Carter. Jedi Consular. Jason's wife. She's the Outlander. 42 in 27 ATC.

Cyrus Tesham. Cipher Nine. Died in the fight against Semar.

Demran Harrengal. Hunter. Dies during KOTFE, executed for helping Kaliyo bomb the spire.

Miria Dooku. Trooper. Killed in the Zakuul war.

Kex Saint-Bartrand. Smuggler. 45 in 27 ATC.

SWTOR: How old are they now?

Thanks to @vexa-legacy for the tag.

No pressure tags for @starknstarwars, @shabre-legacy, @commander-krios, aaannd @shynmighty

In this interview, one of the devs (Caitlin), says that 7.6 is set to be at the end of 27 ATC/3626 BBY. So simple tiny tag game:

How old are your OCs in the current timeline?

~~

(paws through notes) Ok, here's what I had at the time of 6.3 --

"26 ATC -- mid 3627 to mid 3626 -- Onslaught 2019, Tasks at hand in Early 3626.  Then the resolution to the Satele Shan situation (delayed due to covid; came in December when it should have been May 2020)."

At that point, Eva was 31 and Theron was 39 (3 year natural age gap + 5 years of carbonite).

ELASTIC TIME due to the pandemic, the Broadsword transition, the strike etc etc etc.

Short answer (with spoilers for my series): In 27 ATC, Eva is 32, Theron is 40. However, I'm probably going to stretch out the timeline a bit to reach a compromise with what I had been tracking based on realtime (3623 BBY/30 ATC, wherein Eva is 35 and Theron is 43, and they have Argo). So somewhere in that bracket.

Fria the Consular (but not the Barsenthor) is 31, and she had been 19 at Yavin.

~~

Uhh... I killed everyone else:

Sith Warr: Dead at Norwan of Tython's hand on the way to the Emperor in Chapter 3

Norwan of Tython (JK)- Dead at Eternal Fleet

Baresenthor - Dead at Eternal Fleet

Gronn the Champion of the Great Hunt -- MIA/KIA at Rishi

Kallig -- Dead at Eternal Fleet at Norwan of Tython's hand (long fucked up story there)

Damasa Quo (trooper)- Dead on Alderaan in a battle against the Eternal Empire

Cipher Nine: killed by Theron Shan in a sniper duel on Ziost

Long-ass answer:

Originally, I had this running on 'normal time', so in theorycrafting land, I had reached 30 ATC (which runs mid 3623 BBY to mid 3622 BBY on my weirdo calendar based upon military campaign season).

So here was my draft of Elastic time:

27 ATC mid 3626 to mid 3625   32/40 --  Enclave in mid 3625.

28 ATC mid 3625 to mid 3624 – 33/41.  Legacy of the Sith Launch in early 3624. Malgus Captured.   

29 ATC mid 3624 to mid 3623 -34/40– Malgus interviewed.  Ruhnuk by the end of 3624.   Old Wounds, with the Malgus interview again. 

After a scare with Shae and a conversation with Theron, Eva finds herself pregnant.  She quickly delegates Fria to Voss.

30 ATC (mid 3623 to mid 3622): At the end of 3623 year, Argento arrives.  His mother is 35, and his father is 43. His mother's maternity leave is interrupted when he's about six months old. The Hidden Chain attack Port Nowhere, and then they go pick on Ord Mantell? Corso Riggs does not think so.

31 ATC -- Off to Hutta, at some point.

~~

So yeah, Argo is like 2 right now in the unadjusted timeline! What I might do is keep the sequence of events the same, just compress it. Back to the drawing board - I might just make 27 and 28 ATC in late 26/early 27 ATC and then 29 and 30 ATc into 27 cheating into 28 ATC for 7.8 and whatever the new plotline is.

[legobiwan]

Hello! Greetings from Russia! I've just read your fiction Undoing dichotomy, and I really can't even fully describe how I love it! And I'm so inspired that I want to translate it into my native language - Russian. But I'll do it only if you will allow it. So, I'm writing you to ask for your permission. I'll be very happy if you will agree - it'll not only help me to practice my language, but also will allow fans in my country to know about you work. Thank you in advance!

Hello from America, my friend!

I would be honored to have a translation of “Undoing Dichotomy” in Russian, that would be wonderful (and super-cool!) Please be sure to credit me as the original author and link to the original story and my tumblr. Please also share the link with me as I will definitely include it here and on ao3!

Thank you thank you! This is super-exciting!

[anchanted-one]

Legend of Lightning Chapter 59. Pen Pal

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43208574/chapters/113843689

Mercei Tanniels gave her body a good stretch after waking up. She shrugged her shoulders around, turned her hips, squatted down, then stood on her tip toes while raising her hands as high up as they went.

She then relaxed, and went for a drink from her canteen.

“Okay then, my little Jedi friend! Let’s see whether you tossed and turned last night!” She accessed her probes’ feeds to see what Vajra’s night had been like. She tutted sympathetically when her expectations were confirmed. “This won’t do at all, will it, little boy? That’s four whole nights you’ve gone without a wink of sleep. And your last real meal was a week ago.” She listened through the audio recorded by a few probes that she had planted close enough to hear him. Lately, all she heard was pleas for forgiveness and a fervent desire for death. “Someone’s on the precipice. Running away didn’t help, did it?” She lay back on her bedroll. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Deprivation was taking its toll on the lad. Not that it was any of her business. Her mission was to observe. That’s what it had been for months now. Far too long. She’d had long jobs before, but this was the first time she’d had to observe someone for this amount of time! Her tracer byte informed her that every one of her mails had been opened, but not once had there been any reply. She wondered if she’d be forgotten out here.

Surely someone was missing her out there? She sighed theatrically. No one did, of course. Not Watchers One or Two; not Keeper, Kaliyo, or Vector… and certainly not one of the greats of the Empire.

She was a whisper. A wraith. The only thing close to attention she’d gotten this past year had been Vajra’s ‘gifts.’ At this point, it had to be pure habit. Or a game that he found hilarious.

It’s almost time to go pick up today’s package soon. Hmm. I wonder what he’ll write this time?

After that first letter several weeks ago, they’d started trading notes everyday. Some jokes, some stories, some banter, and perhaps most surprisingly, some truths. She had confided a few personal secrets in him that she never dreamed she would tell anyone. Like the story of Darth Jadus, and her fear what he might be up to. Or her lingering fear that the Dark Council would punish her eventually for daring to defy a Sith. She had even admitted to liking these exchanges. And he had shared a few things about his people. He’d even given her permission to call him by his name.

Details which she would sink into the depths of her mind once the mission was over, so that she wouldn’t betray them even under the most cutting-edge kinds of mind-control or brainwashing. She owed her mentor a great deal for the gift he’d given her, rendering her the perfect secret-keeper.

His letters, all folded neatly and stashed away in her pack, would remain her treasured possessions for the rest of her life. She wondered if he would also keep her letters.

She penned today’s message to Vajra.

‘Morning, Vajra. I’d ask if you slept well, but I know you didn’t. You’re getting worse. I’d like to meet you face-to-face. You need help, and strange though it might sound, I want to give it to you. I’ve gotten to know you quite well in our time together, and I feel like the Galaxy does need people like you. How about a real meal? My ship’s parked nearby. We can go anywhere you want to in the Galaxy. I’ll buy you a meal, and maybe help you onto the road to recovery. Maybe I can even help you find a quiet corner to live out your days in peace, away from all the Angrals out there. Believe it or not, it’s unreasonable to blame yourself. Or for anyone to blame you. You’re not a god, you’re a teenager. Please think about it? I’m looking forward to meet you in person. Love, Mercy.’

She re-read her letter a few times before G0’s alarm brought her to her feet in a near-panic.

 *

[merceyca]

A little tidbit with communication and interruptions hehe @aftgexchange

READ CHAPTER TWO HERE

Here it is!! My spring exchange fic for @blaidddrwgcosplay!! Featuring jerejean pining and coffee shop antics. I hope you enjoy it!! 💕 @aftgexchange

READ CHAPTER ONE HERE

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Friday 3 November 1837

8 40

snowing at the time I got up and damp and small rain afterwards and wrote to ‘Mr. Mckean Yorkshire District bank Halifax’ and sent it by George (for £35.8.0 payable at York to William Oldfield Esquire and £50 for myself) on his going to Wheatleys’ to fetch Mangnall back – and F35° and breakfast at 9 55 in about ½ hour – then out – in the outbuildings – fair before 10 and the men (masons) and Robert + 3 and 2 masons James and Mark Sharpe at the low wall against the road – and Amos and Robert Sharpe began the blacksmiths’ shop and John Sharpe and Abraham Murgatroyde were at the walling above the front stable end door – and Edward Waddington at the laundry drying closet and flue of adjoining room – Booth here – Firth the glazier and his man here about farmyard water pipes – and 2 of Merceis’ men putting in the old china closet and west tower windows – George brought Mangnall back from Mr. Wheatley’s with a letter from Mr. Wheatley warranting the horse sound – came in for a few minutes to tell A- this – then determined to turn out the younger pony with Felix and both did run out for an hour or 2 in the afternoon not out till late after my return from Hipperholme quarry about 3 for somehow my order for turning them out had been misunderstood – Mawson came between 12 and 1 to say he thought of taking the Railroad (Leeds and Manchester) and should be glad if I pleased to give up the Stump X Inn at mayday! I merely said I should be glad of his bettering himself – I would not stand in anybody’s way unnecessarily – I would speak to Mr. SW. and hear what he said was customary on these occasions, and should probably be much guided by his opinion – I must of course think of myself as well as M- M- would not guess what passed in my mind and which I sat with A- at luncheon and told her – not quite handsome in M- to get me to lay out so much money for him and then leave the place? mais n’emporte – he said he could get me a good tenant – John Willey of Drighlington aetatis 40 or thereabouts – M- insinuated that if he found the tenant, he would be answerable for him – but I took no apparent notice of this but came away – A- rode to Cliff Hill after the servants dinner – John Booth returned this morning – better but not comfortably well – on leaving A- at 2, off to Hipperholme quarry – saw so nice a trough nearly done for Hilltop, told Booth on my return I would it come here – back about 3 – out about – came in at 6 ¼ - wrote and sent by John Booth tonight Bank order on the Yorkshire District Bank for £35.8.0 payable as above and just wrote a line or two to say that the order was in discharge of bill for wine received on the 26th ultimo and sent the order directed to ‘William Oldfield Esquire York’ George brought me from the bank this morning the order for £35.8.0 and £50 (ten in gold – forty in notes) offered Abraham tonight to engage him for the next 3 months at 10/. per week or 2/6 per day the gardener to keep account of his time – dinner at 7 10 – opened the hamper of new marsala to get one bottle for dinner – A- had letter from her sister It took me till near eleven writing copy of answer

SH:7/ML/E/20/0155

A-‘s answer about Landymere stone – would consider the matter and let the S-s’ know before saying anything to SW. – mention price of Listerwick wheel – they have an estimate of wheel 42ft. diameter and 3ft. breast for their Saddleworth mill = £446 including fixing – observation that they might another estimate or 2 useful – mention the rent of my Hilltop farm, and rate of valuing 20DW. buildings thrown in at 50/. = £50 two good cottages £5 – observation on the difference of the Scotch and English way of pronouncing Latin being in the pronunciation of the vowels a, e, I – not in the prosodic quantity of the syllables – on this point no scholar in doubt told A- Messrs. Hemingway and son of Southowram met me returning from the quarry and offered 6d. per ft. deep (i.e. 1 square yard 1 ft. thick) for the stone or 4/6 per yard super – (James Bentley offered 5/. per yard super) told them I would tell Miss W- of their offer – from 10 ¾ to 11 ¼ wrote all the above of today – finish day – then reading the newspaper and looking into the Quarterly Review that came tonight with the other periodicals – till came upstairs at 12 at which hour F37° - left A- downstairs just finishing her letter to her sister

[ao3feed-thefoxholecourt]

Do, Do, Do

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/31XBrea

by Mercey

‘Picking fights again, are we?’ Andrew asked. Neil’s lips quirked. ‘It gets your attention, doesn’t it?’ ‘I’m not sure whether to kiss you with my fist or my mouth.’ ‘Well, I know which one I’d prefer.’ ‘Close your damn head,’ Andrew muttered, and crushed his lips to Neil’s.

Or: what happens when a noir nerd decides to write Andreil smut.

Words: 2172, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of I think this is the beginning of a beautiful AU…

Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Allison Reynolds, Seth Gordon, Renee Walker, Dan Wilds

Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard, Seth Gordon/Allison Reynolds, Neil Josten & Allison Reynolds

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Noir, Jazz Age, Hand Jobs, POV Neil Josten, Alternate Universe - Bar/Pub, i love noir so yeah, jazz bar that andrew owns, neil's the pretty little shit who keeps picking fights, established andreil, allison and neil are such a power duo, allison also has a crush on renee in every universe

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/31XBrea

[double-aa-batteries]

my heart always aches for the lost and shame ridden Nicky who finally started to find himself in Germany and this a perfect depiction of what I think his character would have looked like then

thank you for your big brain op and I will certainly check out that fic. I love everything u write :)

have you read head above water by mercey? it's one of my favorite takes on Nicky's time in Germany pre canon

It's canon. All the monsters are emo, not just Andrew.

"They [Monsters] went down the stairs as a small procession, a line of black with Neil the sore thumb in the middle" (TRC 240).

i would give my right pinky toe to see the fanart of Emo Nicky and Kevin about to go clubbing in Columbia

[foxsoulcourt]

Chapters: 10/? Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard, Kevin Day & Neil Josten, Kevin Day & Andrew Minyard, Neil Josten & Original Character(s), Andrew Minyard & Original Character(s) Characters: Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Mackenzie Josten/Dinah Hatford/Mary "Mack" Dinah Wesninski (OC), Kevin Day, Aaron Minyard, Nicky Hemmick, Matt Boyd, Renee Walker, Allison Reynolds, Dan Wilds, David Wymack, Abigail Winfield, Betsy Dobson, Dorian Landler (OC), Stuart Hatford, Helena Lebedev (OC), Rada Lebedev (OC), Lola Malcolm, Tristan Landler (OC), Sheena (All For The Game) Additional Tags: sister fic, Josten sister AU, Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Andreil, Gun Violence, Mild Language, Explicit Language, this has literally no purpose, i just really like badass women, and the aftg universe, Neil Josten is a Little Shit, he will send Mack to an early goddamn grave, this was fun to write, I hope it's fun to read, Post-Canon, Wesninski sister, Sibling AU, established andreil, I get way too invested in Mack's story, I'm not sorry, this is just an excuse to write Neil as a woman, the Jostens have big bastard energies and I love them for it, Gang Wars Summary:

‘You’re alive.’ It wasn’t what Neil had wanted to say, but the words seemed to spill from his lips and he couldn’t take them back. His sister scoffed. ‘So are you.’ Her eyes were sharp. ‘Fuck knows how.’

 Neil Josten's sister, Mary "Mack" Wesninski, isn't as dead as he'd once thought and—to his ultimate displeasure—she's got plans. Andrew's going to kill him. He just narrowly avoided one mob war.

Bookmarker's Notes:

WHAT IF...

What if Neil had an older sister? Who he thought had died? But had NOT + wanted to reconnect w/her brother? Even when it will upset his life? And they might want to stay connected? Even if it's complicated? And this all takes place in Neil's sophomore year...so like right.after.canon? And that means Neil + Andrew are still figuring out what they've got going on between them? Even though they know it IS a thing? Which is interesting enough, but...what if you fall in love with this original character so much that you really want to see her + her life unfolding in every chapter?

If you read the first couple chapters of this fic + that happens to you too, welcome to the club! This is a such a great story line by @m-ercey. (Plus there's a 5 hr playlist you can listen to while you read!)

[themildestofwriters]

Tagged by @please-have-mercey~!

nicknames: You guys have nicknames? Eh, oh well. I think the closest thing I have to a nickname is Vena which is just a shorten of Advena and I think it’s really cute and I love it. My Argentinian friends call me that and it warms my heart!

zodiac sign: Pieces 

height: I dunno. Somewhere around the 6′ mark? I toll and I like lording it over folk.

hogwarts house: Slytherin

the last thing i googled: “sonovabitch” to make sure I got the spelling right for the ask I answered a few ago.

favorite musicians: Not much a fan of favorites. Couldn’t say.

song stuck in your head: Country Roads, but the Hebrew version (I blame @alyssumlovesthecosmere).

following: 395 don’t judge me

followers: 108 lovely, lovely people who I absolutely adore and holy shit I need to think of a way to thank you but I have no fecking idea!!!

do you get asks: I have a few in my asks right now but it’s not common. I love any ask I get though so pls send more!

amount of sleep: I didn’t sleep last night. Wished I could sleep nine hours. Probably only get four.

lucky number: 3 and or 9 due to my birthday being 03/03/1999 (3*3=9???)

what you’re wearing: Clothes.

dream job: Writing and writing and more writing because I love writing and yeah... I just really wanna make people happy with my writing and give people hope ‘n stuff.

dream trip: I dunno.

instrument: Played bass in high school, stopped when my teacher ruined it for me by sucking all the passion out of it.

languages: Yes.

favorite songs: I’m not a fan of favorites. Couldn’t say.

random fact: The two toes next to my thumb toe are webbed!

aesthetic: Is this my aesthetic now or what I wished my aesthetic was? I’m gonna do the second because I like looking on the bright side where I have money to spend on aesthetics! Uh... filled bookshelfs, the hum of my speakers, the gentle glow of a screen, the slow blinking of the caret on an empty word document, the cool autumn air, rain on a tin roof, robes and dresses of every colour, scrawled notes in worn notebooks.

I tag... @randomestfandoms-ocs, @awalkinwonderland, @lnevada, @sunlight-melodies, @aliyamirat, @deepestbelieverstranger, @deleriousfromcoffee, @delerious-wordsmith, @jujeburnsides and...??? Anyone else who wants to!

[merceyca]

YEAH THIS FIC’S STILL GOIN, ENJOY MY DUDES!!

Chapters: 15/20 Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard, Kevin Day & Neil Josten, Kevin Day & Andrew Minyard, Neil Josten & Original Character(s), Andrew Minyard & Original Character(s) Characters: Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Mackenzie Josten/Dinah Hatford/Mary "Mack" Dinah Wesninski (OC), Kevin Day, Aaron Minyard, Nicky Hemmick, Matt Boyd, Renee Walker, Allison Reynolds, Dan Wilds, David Wymack, Abigail Winfield, Betsy Dobson, Dorian Landler (OC), Stuart Hatford, Helena Lebedev (OC), Rada Lebedev (OC), Lola Malcolm, Tristan Landler (OC), Sheena (All For The Game) Additional Tags: sister fic, Josten sister AU, Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Andreil, Gun Violence, Mild Language, Explicit Language, this has literally no purpose, i just really like badass women, and the aftg universe, Neil Josten is a Little Shit, he will send Mack to an early goddamn grave, this was fun to write, I hope it's fun to read, Post-Canon, Wesninski sister, Sibling AU, established andreil, I get way too invested in Mack's story, I'm not sorry, this is just an excuse to write Neil as a woman, the Jostens have big bastard energies and I love them for it, Gang Wars, Neil gets the chance to come out to his family, this is mostly wholesome i promise, okay that last tag’s a lie, have fun, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Suicide Summary:

‘You’re alive.’ It wasn’t what Neil had wanted to say, but the words seemed to spill from his lips and he couldn’t take them back. ‘So are you,’ his sister scoffed, her eyes as sharp as her tone. ‘Fuck knows how.’

 Neil Josten's sister, Mary "Mack" Wesninski, isn't as dead as he'd once thought and—to his ultimate displeasure—she's got plans. Andrew's going to kill him. He just narrowly avoided one mob war.

[vatt-world]

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taste high ceilings houses in desert art collections desert art u have to talent right brain left brain hidden connection between unconnected things tender merceis u look for events .. and character makes choices expressses insight character life changes positive or negative scene is a action in one place .. argument - kitchen - garage - highway - its over teasing insults - calm down - begging/leave slaps /physical fight turning point - change sequence - three scene - quit job in midwest .. job scouts -mother call

new york city story of morality / corruption

Day 2 story and meaning realization life is suffering

story and setting Time and place my dinner of andre story is set in forces of nature -- mother earth social conflicit - govt personal conflicit

inner conflicit

setup in los angeles - no gala be specfic about setting

world of the story in specific detail then u can avoid cliches

create a world that is knowable

four kinds of research -- research of memory/personal experiences -- locked in closet -- imagination -- bits of pieces of life and put hidden connection see in newspaper.. what happened in 5 yr old at 25 yr old

how do lovers meet she has broken car she is drunk and helps her meet cute scenes principle genres

die hard - ending scene out smarts him

acts of god bolt of lightining kid

MENU MOVIE chef is killer emily is killer

ear to the wall of the society

conventions

Day 3 four levels of character character - car .dress what does he do etc

day 12 stories work step outline - negative turning point scenes ..inciting incidents subtext until u can write it down write down text and subtext outwardly what they r doing inwardly they r feeling color choices for characters groundhod day

through a glass darkly bergman

politcal drama vs rom com in casablanca

jack warner - producer casablanca resolution scene - uses line 7 sub plots humanity plot redemption plot give character entrances-- setup in casablanca cuts to grasp cup angle changed shots collide long close shots image system .. characters are in prison characters must escape character is running towards wall

day 13 tilt hat -- im incharge compositional intrepret subtext is it to shoot compositional expression of the subtext is to intrepret what the characters are feeling inwardly in the subtext see how the shot is composed-- expression of the power struggle in favor of major in subtext they have contempt airport ritual he is acting in french in casablanca movie judy wilson will sell tickets casablance black man / white man as friends star lighting on the star three dimensional

u are man of honor .. i trust you rick rick likes ugadi he hides letters he lets him sit from his choices ,, u can see he trusts him

mcguffin a thing that gives the power.. and that everybody wants north by northwest rick has the letters--letters of transit passports of freedom cannt be canceled

its all nonsense

who should sign this letters hitler? logic vs feeling

there are holes in the story

knock on the wood song

linking dialogue they use someone else words to say ur thing.. to create connection cynism of society

rick is america

why dont u return back to america? rick its a combination of all three

inciting incident of the subplots german take the best table climax of ugadi subplot.. he is arrested rick wont help him

day 14

star lighting.. shadows on the back

lasso is seprated from actress with a light

they invite the camera inside them

there is 30's sec hold on character

inciting incident of lovers

once u say it … it feels like fate

……. humanity plot --rick throws a paper bad guy to good guy

rick is the weaker one

get into middle range// head resonance keep text is far

adding harmonies lyrics to existing melody what happens next to the song all the lovely people pyscho ..bowings from this twlight soundtrack bernard Twilight Zone-Bernard Herrmann's wrecking crew -- good vibrations

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i miss you i miss you on this side

Don't wanna let you out my head Don't wanna let you out my head

Just like the time that I met you I thought it would last Said that you love me now it will never last Just like the time that I met you I thought it would last Said that you love me now it will never last forever

It's cold outside u were the best thing in my life Why you walk out my life?

I get like this every time On those times when it felt like just you and me just you and me.. 'Cause I remember every time On those times that felt like you and me you and me … Do you ever think of me?

I still have my hopes up I still have the messages you read, mmm

Don't wanna let you out my head Don't wanna let you out my head

Just like the time that I met you I thought it would last Said that you love me now it will never last Just like the time that I met you I thought it would last Said that you love me now it will never last forever

Why you walk out my life? (My life)

I get like this every time On those times when it felt like just you and me just you and me.. 'Cause I remember every time On those times that felt like you and me you and me … Do you ever think of me?

road not taken robert frost road not taken robert frost

Two (round lipS) (pause) roads diverjed in a yellowWOOD ( w connect shorter), And SOrry I COuld(front) not TRavel(v) BOTH (front) And be ONE(round/froward) TRaveler, LOng I STOOD(r/f) And LUoked daown ONE(roundlips) as FAr as I KOULD(R/F) To WHEre it BENT in the undrGROWTH; no glottal/round for o

Then TOok the OTher, as JUst (s sound) as FAir (open/front), And HAving(open/front) perHAps the BEtter claim, BEKAuse it was GRassy and wanted WEr; Though as for that the PAAassing there Had WORn(open) them REally abOUT the SAme,

And BOth(open/front) that MOrning EQually LAy In LEaves no(roundlips) step had TRodden black(h). Oh, AI kept the fihrst foranother(rsound) DAY(dipthong)! Yet knowing(no ing) how waay leads on to waay, I doubted if I should ever come back. no questioning

I SHAll be TElling this with a SIgh SomWEhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverjed in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And THAT has madeall the difference.

any new openings,please let me know.

C It's been so hard since you quit my love E7 Unanswered questions left to solve C Don't wanna let you out my head F Dm7 Don't wanna let you out my head c

Just like that time that i met you I thought it would last forever E7 you said you love me Put no one else above me Said you trust me Looked me in my eyes said that you wILL always love me but it faded like the sunset the pain is real now i wish we never met

F It's cold outside E Dm u were the best thing in my life C E7 I feel like this every time C E7 'Cause I remember every second with you i cant stop thinking of you thinking of you Dm7 Cmaj7 Did you really forget all we had? bittersweet melody

C I still have my hopes up E7 a girl like you comes once in a lifetime C E7 once in a lifetime

c It's been so hard since you quit my love E7 Unanswered questions left to solve C Don't wanna let you out my head F Dm7 Don't wanna let you out my headc

Just like that time that i met you I thought it would last forever E7 you said you love me Put no one else above me Said you trust me Looked me in my eyes said that you wILL always love me but it faded like the sunset the pain was real now i wish we never met

F It's cold outside E Dm u were the best thing in my life C E7 I feel like this every time C E7 'Cause I remember every second with you i cant stop thinking of you thinking of you Dm7 Cmaj7 Did you really forget all we had? bittersweet melody

From the day I met you I knew I won't forget you Saved me from a nightmare You made my dreams come true We went well together I thought that we would last forever Thought that you would break my heart nah nah nah never From the day I met you Put no one else above me Said you trust me Looked me in my eyes said that you wILL always love me Now our loves burning away like cigerttes Watching our love fade away like the sunset

plugg mic dont need i neel more pharsing it out enhance it

anatomy ah over keyboard lift left arm put hand in back of neck turn around tap diaphragm roll front look up into sky hands across

stretch to side wuliby wuliby fill air.. stomach

hold chin ..move head back tongue in back teeth

wo way forehead massage with fingers

shimmy bounce //// pillow pelvis roll to side fours roll to ball side stretch neck massage massage layrnx laughter

// laptop repair

[anchanted-one]

Writer’s First Line

tagged by @jbnonsensework and @captainderyn​ . Thanks guys! This is a chance to go down memory lane. Sorry this is mostly swtor. I think I have a problem. A small one.

Tagging anyone who’s interested. 

edited slightly

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven't written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

I’ll be breaking the rules, since *I SUCK AT WRITING FIRST LINES*!

1. Children of the Storm, Prologue to the Records of Heroes Past.

The skies turned a pleasant shade of purple with the deepening dusk.

2. Book of Storms, Legend of Lightning

“Hold!” Lieutenant Taura Serris screamed at the top of her lungs. “HOLD, DAMN YOU! REINFORCEMENTS SHOULD BE HERE SOON!”

3. Book of Respite: Chapter ?: The Informant

Book of Respite is my book 2, which will be an anthology about my other leads. So although they’ll be one book, they’re each a separate story.

This one isn’t out yet, but it will be someday soon. I love how it’s come out; it’s a brief story about Cipher Nine set a short while before she’s dispatched to Hutta for the SWTOR Agent’s prologue (Okay this is crazy... just as I hit ctrl+v, one of the most badass Naruto Shippuden themes started playing on Youtube (’Martyr’). This is destiny. This chapter was meant to be written!)

Mercei Tanniels always took pains to arrive forty minutes before any meetings.

4. Book of Respite Chapter ??: The Poltergeist

This one’s about my Jedi Consular.

Devel Nirol always got picked last. 

5. Eternal War Part 1: Arcann’s War

The low hum of the Silver Pilgrim's Hyperdrive was as familiar and comforting to Arro as that of his Lightsaber.

6. Eternal War Part 2: Mission Scorpion

The bunker was nestled in the bowels of the Undercity.

7. Eternal War Part 3: Phantoms in the Ether

My mental health took a nosedive as I was writing this, so I abandoned it in favor of a full rewrite, which is Records of Heroes Past. You can still read this, but neither it nor its sister part ‘Wrath of the Dead’ will be updated. Not to mention, it will take a long time for me to reach this point in the rewrite. 

It was evening on the newly resettled patch of land on Ossus.

8. Eternal War Part 4: Wrath of the Dead

Jaesa meditated in the Force Enclave in Odessen. Something was calling her, something whose voice teased the outside edges of her hearing, and her gut told her it was highly important. But all her inner eye could see, for miles and miles, was an ocean, dark and deep, stretching out infinitely in all directions. It frightened her, but her resolve held.

9. Deciphered Diaries

This is from a one-shot for my Cipher Nine in both Eternal War and Records of Heroes Past universes. It’s set around the time of the Prequels. It ‘unveils’ my Cipher Nine, but at this point I’ve told everyone who’d listen who she really is, so it shouldn’t be a surprise.

Archivist’s notes: This cache of datafiles was discovered by the Jedi many years ago, in the abandoned command center of a military Outpost, of the planet named “Odessen”.

10. Shikar Company--The Exiled Hunters

This one is... A CLONE WARS FANFIC!!!!! How crazy is that?! Well... not very, since it’s behind Record of Heroes Past on my list of priorities. But still, this is a hint of what I have in store. Sorry for making this such a long exchange instead of one line, but it felt more appropriate. 

From Chapter 1: the Shame

“Aahhh… Welcome, my dear. At last you’ve arrived.”

“Dooku,” Sumana hissed. Her men surrounded both herself the cornered Count, who looked quite content to let himself get hemmed in.

“I admit, you knocked me off balance back there. Remarkable! I did not know there were Jedi quite like you. That controlled rage, that walk along the razor’s edge between Light and Dark, one which I thought was too blurred to see. Oh well. Forgive me, my child. But it ends here.”

Sumana shook her head in disbelief. “Is this your idea of a surrender?”

“No, my child. It’s my farewell. Captain Shikar? Execute Order Sixty-Six.”