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Revisited the Monstrous Regiment universe to write a little birthday treat for @rain-sleet-snow. His Majesty’s Dragon Laconia has some questions about human behavior while she and Captain Wentworth are quartered at Kellynch during the French invasion. Anne, being a good hostess, tries her best to give answers.
Story Update
Chapter 38 Vows
“I would like to claim the bastard of Alys Stark as my son.”
Jaimes words rang through the hall and ring through her mind stammering it and leaving it whirling. “I can not on my honor leave it any longer.”
“Your honor as a Kingslayer?” Ned spoke from where he stood near the Kings table. He had straightened up, fists clenched tight on either side of him, and anger was radiating off him like a roaring fire.
“My honor, regardless of your thoughts on it Lord Stark, will do what it believes is right.” Jaime replies, sharp and succinct.
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Lysa returns to Riverrun for the first time since she left to join her husband, after the Rebellion.
Things on Mustafar take a turn when Ghost Company shows up.
PLEASE HEED THE TAGS ON THE FIC THIS IS DARK.
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Coach Lasso,
I can assure you that my transfer has nothing to do with your club’s relegation, nor is there anything that Richmond has done in error. Rather, I have spoken with my editors and we’ve agreed that this is the most appropriate course of action.
I wish you all the best in the season. -Trent Crimm +44 3032 723956 [email protected] The Independent Northcliffe House 2 Derry St London W8 5TT UK
Story Update
Chapter 37 What If
Alys is restless that night.
Tossing and turning in her bed for hours before she gives up entirely. Pulling herself up from bed and taking the time to walk over and check in the nursery.
Jon is sound asleep still. Lulled evidently by the storm that was now raging in full over the Blackwater. The sound of thunder distant enough that it was barely muffled booms in the distance. Alys settles over Jons bassinet, hands resting on the wood as she looks down and watches the gentle rise and fall of his chest.
She doesn’t regret him. She won’t ever let herself regret him.
She just wishes…
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in which we have meditative introspection and feeling realisations.
The last thing Obi-Wan expects when he returns from his undercover mission is to be dragged along on Quinlan’s. But the Force works in mysterious ways, and trusting in it has never led him wrong before.
behold, the first chapter of the star wars fic that got away from me and turned from an attempt at smut into fix it!
Story Update
Chapter 2 The First Morning in 1995
Jeanie Prewett shut her eyes.
Feeling terribly ill, she resisted the urge to vomit up the very lovely breakfast Molly had fed her and the fish and chips she’d eaten only an hour before.
Feeling very dizzy she threw out a hand hoping to catch it on something. Preferably a wall or a brother, since she thinks Gideon had been standing on that side before. Though in retrospect that seemed stupid considering her whole plan with the time turner in the first place. Her hand caught on nothing and she stumbled.
Jeanie Prewett opened her eyes.
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Despite being nearly twenty-two, I had considered my life all but over before I went through the stones. My mother, father, and husband were all dead. I had nothing in my time. That was probably why I was quick to embrace the new life thrust before me. It was a second chance at life that most people dreamed of getting. Who was I to reject such an offer?
Tagged by @a-song-of-quill-and-feather
favorite color: I love blues and greens and lavender
last song: I Go Blind by Hootie and the Blowfish (Gotta have 90′s music on when I’m writing Cate)
currently reading: Fic wise? Robb Returns by TheDarkScribbler also I found Dawn Comes on the Sunset Sea over on spacebattles and I am hooked. Also been reading The Other Stark Girl by @a-song-of-quill-and-feather and I recently did a reread of Air by Calebski which I adore and Ara’s CodyWan fics have been making me cry Non fic wise? I have been trying to read a Brene Brown book for my mental health needs but it’s slow going.
currently watching: My roommate and I have been spending lockdown watching Black Sails. It’s a rewatch for me, first time for her and it is so fun to do a rewatch with someone who has never seen it.
sweet/spicy/salty: sweet
currently craving: Nothing right now, but when I finally get repatriated to the US I am so getting real tacos and a margarita... I miss those.
coffee or tea: TEA!
tagging @frankensteined @bhavvyyy @ankahikoibaat @mihrsuri and anyone else who wants to do it
“Ashara,” he said wondrously when the bed dipped to hold her weight. “I dreamt of you, Ash. For so many years I searched for you in the stars.”
“Ned,” the soft hand on his cheek said. “Oh, Ned.” Her voice was shaky and she had tears in her eyes. She was really there, sitting beside him.
~ From Chapter 45 of Winter Suns by FayH2 @fay29a
Beren Saat as Ashara Dayne
A young Sean Bean as Young Ned Stark
Battlefield Manners
Boromir and Theodred miss many things about being young–fewer scars on their skin, their backs not constantly hurting, the ease at which they could get out of bed in the morning–but lovesickness is not one of them.
(Or, Boromir and Theodred live, and observe their younger family members navigating ballrooms and love alike.)
(for Erran <3 @lesbiansforboromir)
from the Latin “monstrum” for @bourbonboatsandbows
The English were left to their war, though, because of the way they ignored Grindelwald’s march - until the great, lazy Dumbledore finally bestirred himself to stand against the dark one at Nurmengard, just as the Muggles’ War was ending. Bellona would not dare to speak such a thing at school, where even her housemates hold Professor Dumbledore in a begrudgingly hallowed regard, but she thinks that he must be a coward, to have waited so long to stand against Grindelwald.
The House of Poitiers of Valence and Clan Gadolin of Taivolkovski, during Grindelwald’s war.
There are only OCs here, just so everyone is aware!
(Please note that until the trouble with the Fanfic Pocket Archive Library app has been resolved, my works on AO3 will be locked to registered users only. If you need an invitation, I still have some, so please hmu!)
New chapter of A Nobler Ambition! https://archiveofourown.org/works/14100822/chapters/53096002
In which there’s a terrible dinner party, everyone’s got secrets they’re not sharing, and the women of Fitz’s family come up with a battleplan.
War in a time of “peace” Seventh Year - Term Two
The mood on the train is subdued.
The back few compartments, where most of Slytherin are sequestered, are laughing and chatting and chasing one another through the corridor as though this were a totally normal journey. Then there is an empty compartment, the pale light of its dimmed lamps throwing out into the corridor like a haunting, and then there are the seventh years.
All of them fit into a single compartment.
Here we are! Two years and 108k words since I started, we’re at an end.
