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Iiiiiiiit's WIP Wednesday!

Here's something my dear co-author massmedia and I have cooking... Code name: 🍑

It’s been two weeks since Sadia left, and Cristal can’t stop thinking about her.  She feels relieved, of course, but she can’t stop hearing Sadia’s voice. The way she barked commands; the cutting things she said with a smile on her face.  She is haunted by the marks she used to find on Johnny’s neck, after he left Sadia’s bed late at night and came to hers.  Sadia’s gone now, and Johnny is hers, but wisps of vicious jealousy are still swirling aimlessly in her stomach. She can’t stop replaying the way Sadia’s eyes burned into her that night, the way her smile rounded around a cry as Johnny pushed deep into her. She remembers Sadia’s hands gripping the sheets and the exact curve of her arching back. She remembers Johnny’s fingers clenched into blue hair, the way he moaned Sadia’s name, the look on his face as he lost himself into her.

#wip wednesday #my wips #co-written stuff #starmania fic #johnny rockfort #cristal #sadia

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WIP Wednesday Thursday

Oops! Time got away from me yesterday. Truth be told, between finishing up Maid/Secret Agent, trying to tweak "Sadia Voyeurism" into something I can actually finish, and a new, unexpected idea Massmedia and I started discussing which ballooned out of proportion (what else is new), I haven't written too much new stuff this week...

But let's not get into bad habits! Here's a line from "X times Johnny kissed Cristal" :

She never kissed him like this in his fantasies, waking or dreaming; there is no corner of his imagination where she was this fierce, this wild, this free, and it’s making him want to laugh with how off he was, how much better this is. If he started howling at the moon right now, the way he kind of wants to, it feels like she would get it; like she would laugh and bare her teeth and join in. 

#wip wednesday #starmania fic #my wips #cristal #johnny rockfort

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Has this been made before? 

#😅 #writing is a fun fun hobby

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Relationships: The Maid/The Secret Agent. Discussion of Janvier/Stella Spotlight, The Maid/Stella Spotlight and Zéro Janvier/The Secret Agent Rating: Explicit

Additional Tags: Starmania 2022, Missing Scene, Gossip, Pillow Talk

Wordcount: 2100 words

Summary:

“So, wait, he really never…?”

Laurel shook his head, his curls spreading on the pillow. He looked slightly embarrassed. “Nope.”

“Never?? Not once? Not even at the beginning?”

“No, I told you, he didn’t like it.”

Jane tried not to roll her eyes. Assholes were entitled to their weird preferences, too!

In which Jane and Laurel discuss their relationships with their respective employers.

#starmania fic #the maid x the secret agent #stella spotlight x zero janvier #stella spotlight x the maid #zero janvier x the secret agent

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WIP Wednesday

And now for something completely different!

Of course, I didn't expect to start this at all, but I don't make the rules about what I get to write 🤷

[Mature language under the cut!]

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“Stella Spotlight?” It must have come out louder than he expected, because he cut himself off. He repeated it in a half-whisper, as if he was worried someone could overhear them in the giant apartment even though she'd told him that Stella was out and the rest of the staff had the day off. “You’ve slept with Stella Spotlight? Oh my god.” 

“Well you’ve fucked the richest man in the universe!” 

“It’s not the same!” he protested. “He wasn’t the richest man in the universe then! He was just some millionaire’s uptight son I was supposed to look after.” 

“And look after him, you did!” She winked exaggeratedly. 

“I would never have touched him if he’d been Zéro Janvier Zéro Janvier back then. But you! Stella Spotlight, holy shit. Do you know how much we used to talk about her in the barracks?” 

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#wip wednesday #my wips #starmania fic #zero janvier #the secret agent #the maid #stella spotlight #zéro janvier

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I saw this post about the real story behind the concept of "Stockholm Syndrome" and it made me think about Cristal going through what Kristen Enmark did instead of the romanticized version Berger wrote about (which, you know, fair enough, it was based on the mainstream understanding of the idea at the time.)

Enmark is the young woman who was first "diagnosed" with Stockholm Syndrome after bonding with her kidnappers because she was more afraid of the police and authorities' incompetent/erratic behaviour than she was of her captors (and saying so publicly once she got out.) She was then "diagnosed" by the psychologist who consulted on the hostage situation and made a mess of it, without him ever actually interviewing her.

And so of course, I'm thinking about Cristal being actually kidnapped. She probably thinks Johnny is attractive but she doesn't run away with him, the Etoiles Noires grab her and forcibly take her to the hangar. And then the government (with the help of Zéro's private militia of course) basically besiege the tunnels trying to "get her out" -- only of course, it would look better for Zéro's campaign if something unfortunate happened to her at the hands of her evil captors, because that would definitely turn public opinion to him and his totalitarian security measures.

And so, "Cristal trapped inside the hangar with frightening terrorists" becomes "Cristall slowly bonding with the Etoiles Noires while the people who are supposed to be rescuing her directly/indirectly work to get her killed."

And Sadia's there in the middle, being ambiguous and inscrutable as always :p

I'm also thinking about the quote by hostage-taker Olsson, about why they developed a relationship with the hostages:

"It was the hostages’ fault. They did everything I told them to do. If they hadn’t, I might not be here now. Why didn’t any of them attack me? They made it hard to kill. [The authorities] made us go on living together day after day, like goats, in that filth. There was nothing to do but get to know each other."

So like, imagine a violent Johnny whose plan was definitely to take Cristal with him and kill her for whatever reason, and who resentfully realizes he can't anymore because he's gotten to know her and he actually likes her now (as opposed to just finding her hot.)

And when it becomes clear to him that the authorities aren't working to free her safely at all (in the real situation, Enmark actually got the Swedish Prime Minister on the phone and he basically told her "You're going to die for the cause, sorry") Johnny starts protecting her, not only from the other Etoiles Noires but also from the outside.

And Cristal is protecting Johnny and the Etoiles Noires in turn, because it has become very clear to her that contrary to what everyone is saying on tv, the point is not to get them alive at all, and that in fact it might be better for the authorities if there were no survivors to tell the tale of what actually went down.

So Cristal starts using her neutron camera to send pirate broadcasts to reveal the truth about her situation and how the Etoiles Noires are treating her.

And in the process, she also starts reporting on what's been going on in the underground levels, which doesn't usually make it into the media. I like to imagine have been sort of abandonned by the government, maybe because the police/army has been trying to get rid of the Etoiles Noires but the population of the underground has been protecting them/refusing to give them up, so the government started punishing them by cutting off services in the blocks where the EN operate. People lost access to running water, to electricity, to food supply... But the media and government have denied it, so when Cristal shows the truth, people are shocked.

And of course the mainstream media is running its own messaging, about how Cristal has lost the plot, how she's gone and fallen in love with Johnny like a stupid girl, how they brainwashed or drugged her into it, etc. [Cue "Les parents de Cristal."]

And so Cristal radicalizes and rallies to the Etoiles Noires, and she and Johnny figure out a plan to get everyone out safely, and then... I don't know what happens :p Some kind of "they're both alive" resolution, because I am me! But how??? Damned if I know.

#not!fic #starmania fic #cristal #johnny rockfort #this is the kind of story i WISH i could write #the 30k of plotty slow burn #sadly i know my limitations #maybe i'll write a scene or something at some point #but i still wanted to get the idea out

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My god, go @melancholic-cinnamon-roll go!!!

Fic roundup

4 more fics on AO3 since last time I did this!

Quand je marche dans la rue, j'entends les hommes qui murmurent by peurderienblues/@melancholic-cinnamon-roll, rated T, in French, Johnny & Sadia, warning for transphobia/misgendering

Elle n’est plus ma fille si elle a fait ça by peurderienblues/@melancholic-cinnamon-roll, rated G, in French, Cristal/Johnny

Un café décaféiné by peurderienblues/@melancholic-cinnamon-roll, rated G, in French, Marie-Jeanne & Ziggy

Quand nos enfants auront 20 ans by TeleCapitale/@capitaletele, rated G, in English, Cristal/Johnny

All publicly available, so don't forget to let the writers know if you read & enjoy them!

(That's almost 20 whole stories based on 2022 Starmania now 🥲 What if one day there aren't enough lyrics left?? 🤣)

#starmania fic

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Relationships: Cristal/Johnny Rockfort

Rating: General Audiences (I know, shocking 😅)

Additional Tags: Fix-It, Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Unplanned Pregnancy, Goats, Schmoop

Wordcount: 1750 words 

Summary:

"I don't know what to do," Johnny said, half-muffled. The kid let out another little bleat, like maybe it didn’t want to be here either.

"What about?"

"What if I'm terrible at it? What if something goes wrong?"

Ah. That.

"We can barely keep a bunch of goats alive, Cristal. How are we going to take care of a baby?"

This is set in the same series as  On trouvera bien un no-man's-land, the one where Johnny and Cristal land at a farm after everything.

#starmania fic #johnny rockfort x cristal #the farm AU #starmania

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WIP Wednesday

How about a tiny snippet of "Sadia voyeurism" as a mid-week treat?

Surely Cristal’s going to look up any second now, and then she’ll be staring right at Sadia, and Sadia will get to say – something. Something always comes to her in the moment, something mocking that will make Cristal blush with the humiliation of being caught in flagrante, or maybe a veiled insult that’ll fly over Johnny’s head but hit her where it hurts. When you were raised the way Cristal and Sadia were, you never forgot how to read a hidden slight. But Cristal doesn’t look up; she shifts a little in Johnny’s lap instead, a sigh escaping her lips, her back bowing. Her head shifts a little in the crook of his neck. Right at the top of her skull, there's a strip of dark roots among the blonde.

Whoever has something to share, your turn! :)

#my wips #wip wednesday #cristal #johnny rockfort #starmania fic

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Thanks, prompt generator, but I didn't actually need any help to do that part!

#writing is a fun fun hobby

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Did I write over 1000 words of Pirates AU just today? Yes.

Are they all smut? Well, they're definitely not descriptions of sailing technique!!

This story is definitely going to be (well, already is, in its unfinished form) the longest thing massmedia & I have written in this fandom. And the longest thing in the tag so far. It keeps growing and it is SO RIDICULOUS and TROPEY I love it a lot.

Want to see what it's about? 😅

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Cristal is happy, too; happier with her life on the ship than she could have ever imagined. 

There is but one dark cloud of the horizon.

No matter how safe she feels on the Etoile Noire, with her fierce and fearsome Johnny and his crew, she knows there are still people out there who are looking for her. 

She’d overheard the crew gossiping after they came back from shore leave, so she knew that the families had promised an obscene amount of money to anyone who could rescue her from her terrible fate as a pirate hostage and return her to them alive and well.

But seeing that poster today in the captain’s cabin of the Mirabel, stating in stark black ink how much they were actually ready to pay, had been a shock.

#writing updates #my wips #co written stuff

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My dear Massmedia gave me a list of little prompts to keep myself busy during boring tasks, and this was one of them:

"Cristal wakes Johnny up with a blowjob for his birthday."

Tiny post-canon fill under the cut (actually not porn, despite the prompt :p)

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"What was that for?" Johnny asks after he's re-entered his body.

Cristal licks her lips and then wipes her mouth delicately with the back of a finger. It reminds him of a cat, and so does the way she crawls up his body to settle next to him, careful to leave a few inches between them. It's barely dawn but the air is sweltering already.

"Birthday gift," she says.

"It's not my birthday, though."

"Ha, but see, we don't know that. Which means any day could be your birthday, including today."

She smiles, pleased with herself.

My birthday was sometime in Spring, he thinks.

He vaguely remembers his mom stopping by the side of the path to pick a few scrawny flowers and giving them to him, calling him "my beautiful birthday boy." How happy he'd been to see her smile. And then, back in their tiny flat, the screaming when his father had noticed the rinsed-out beer bottle they'd used as a vase -- he had called them an ugly, dirty, pathetic bunch of stupid weeds, as fucking useless as the pair of them, and his mother had shut herself into the bathroom and not come out for the rest of the day. That was the last time anyone had talked to Johnny about his birthday.

It's not Spring now. The days feel interminable, so many hours of heat and sunlight that it doesn't always seem real. The Underground was always so chilly, and no matter how closely he huddled with- with his people at night, it was like the warmth never really filled him completely.

He's been quiet a little too long, and Cristal's face looks serious when he snaps out of it and re-focuses on her.

"Or maybe I should just wake you up like this every day," she says. Her eyes are intent, but she keeps her voice light. "That way I know I'll get it right once a year."

It makes him laugh and he draws her in, his thumb brushing against her cheekbone, and kisses her. She licks into his mouth eagerly, climbing on top of him, and he draws her in close.

"I think you got it right," he says into her neck, licking up a bead of sweat. "I think it is today."

He likes Summer much better than Spring, anyway.

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#starmania fic #johnny rockfort #cristal #johnny rockfort x cristal x sadia #prompt fill

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WIP Wednesday

It's Wednesday, so here's a snippet from "X times Johnny kissed Cristal" for your enjoyment!

Her hand on his is driving him mad. The adrenaline of the first glorious, frantic, mad hour has worn off; he’s floored it out of Block 30, dropping off by the secondary hide-out (not going bring the most famous woman in the West straight to their headquarters, is he, he’s clearly an idiot but he’s not stupid) to stash the camera geek with a bunch of the guys, pick up a few things, check if anyone’s heard from Sadia and could tell how pissed she might be – no word, so perhaps it hadn’t gotten out yet. He’d deal with that when it inevitably came back to bite him.  Jumped back in the car – Cristal still somehow, some-fucking-how, just half a step behind, clinging to his hand, and he doesn’t quite know if it’s to make herself feel better or to prove to him that she’s really here. Hey, delusion runs in his blood! Maybe she could tell he needed the reassurance.  He can feel her warmth now, the slight dampness of her palm on his skin as he clutches the gear shift.  He races them around the back roads until nightfall, no clear destination in mind, just the wind in his hair, and in his gut the thrill of doing something forbidden and probably lethal. 

Now you, @docwormie @melancholic-cinnamon-roll! :D

#starmania fic #my wips #wip wednesday #johnny rockfort #cristal

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It's raining Starmania fic this week on AO3!

Comme les étoiles ont besoin des étoiles (by massmedia, Cristal/Johnny, rated T, warning for Major Character Death, available to signed-in users only)

Un joli scandale (by @capitaletele/TeleCapitale, Cristal/Johnny/Sadia, rated E, available to signed-in users only)

Ca m'trouble les sens (by @capitaletele/TeleCapitale, Johnny/Ziggy, rated M, available to signed-in users only)

Nos planètes se séparent (by @melancholic-cinnamon-roll/peurderienblues, Marie-Jeanne & Ziggy, rated T, warning for Major Character Death)

like sleep to the freezing (by @docwormie/gayicedtea, Johnny/Sadia, not rated, author chose not to use warnings)

Here's hoping there will be many other occasions to do weekly round-ups!

#starmania fic #are we a major fandom yet??

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What is happening to me?? Are we sure I haven’t somehow died and Come Back Wrong Productive? 

(If I were smart I would have kept this in my drafts for a few days and posted in like, 2 weeks, to spread things out a bit. But if I were smart I wouldn’t be here today writing fic about Starmania, so... Enjoy!)

Relationships:  Johnny Rockfort/Ziggy, Marie-Jeanne & Ziggy

Rating: Mature

Additional Tags:   Prompt Fic, Pre-Canon, Hair

Wordcount:  1,339

Summary:  

"Stop," Johnny said, tugging Ziggy away by the hair.

It felt like missing a step. Ziggy's tongue kept moving around nothing for a second, and then he shut his mouth abruptly, annoyance starting to creep in.

Who did that? He wiped his lips, brushing away a strand of of own hair – it was always getting in his mouth – and was about to give the guy a piece of his mind – if you don't like the way I suck your dick, you can do it yourself next time, asshole – when he saw the way Johnny's hands were moving, reaching for the pockets of his sagging pants.

#starmania fic #johnny rockfort x ziggy

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J'ai jamais lu un journal...

One of my early headcanons about Johnny, which is half serious and half crack, is that he can't read.

(I know, he's supposed to be leaving his name tagged on all the walls of Monopolis, but also kids who can't read at all, or read well, can still definitely learn how to write their names, and be wonderful artists who can reproduce shapes. Johnny was just never taught, back in his shitty banlieue nord school, or maybe he skipped too much for it to stick, or maybe he has severe undiagnosed dyslexia, or needs glasses, which doesn't fit the rest of my story but I love the image of Johnny in glasses so here, take it as a gift from me.)

Anyway, that's why he's "never read a newspaper." And also why he loves comic books, because he can look at the pictures.

So anyway, it goes like this:

Cristal joins the Etoiles Noires in the hangar and figures out that several of them have huge gaps in their literacy education. She has nothing much to do while she's supposed to be hiding out in the hangar, so she takes it upon herself to make Cristal School happen and raise the reading level around here.

Meanwhile, Johnny is always ~~around somewhere while that's happening, tinkering with his motorbike, cleaning his gun, puttering around the car or "taking a nap" (with his eyes open).

At first Cristal thinks it's because he wants to keep an eye on her - is it because he doesn't trust her around the Etoiles Noires? Or because he doesn't trust them around her? Neither is a great option.

But no, one day she catches Johnny peering intently at the bit of wall she's using as an improvised chalkboard, and he's frowning in concentration and his lips are moving. He's hanging around because he wants to follow the lessons, but he doesn't want anyone to know! And especially not Cristal!

So anyway, Cristal confronts him one night when they're in private, and he admits to it, and also lets slip that Sadia knows -- she's been helping him cover for it with Cristal -- but that she also used it to demean him and never let him forget how dumb he was and how much he needed her to make up for it :(

Cristal never noticed because he keeps a hoard of comic books piled up next to his pallet, and she's found him "reading" them a bunch of times. But he explains that he looks at the pictures and makes up his own stories, which are probably cooler anyway.

Obviously, sexy alphabet learning ensues! Cristal helps him practice using his comic books, and she's kind and patient and never treats him like he's an idiot (contrary to all his teachers, and his father, who never missed an opportunity to tell him how much of a disappointing idiot he was.)

Following up on the "he can't write but he knows how to draw his name" idea, maybe Johnny is good at sketching! And he has little notebooks that he pilfers from around town that are full of portraits of the Etoiles Noires and random stray cats (Johnny loves cats, but that's a headcanon for another day) and also Cristal -- Cristal asleep, Cristal smiling at him in the passenger seat of the Jaguar, and mortifyingly for him, many many sketches of half- or fully-naked "Starmania"-era Cristal that definitely predate their meeting and that she wasn't supposed to ever find out about.

But he leaves her little sketches of herself with her name carefully written in block letters underneath, like: CЯISTAL, and it fully melts her heart.

And then massmedia, she of the brilliant ideas, said: "What if Sadia knew he/the Etoiles Noires couldn't read and so she was careless with incriminating evidence of her being a double-agent around, and now that Cristal is here they find out!"

Which is an excellent idea for a way to introduce a fix-it where they get to live out the rest of their days happily on their goat farm :) :) :) And Johnny draws his own comics about their adventures to show their future children, and when Cristal is pregnant and uncomfortable, he reads her stories to help her go to sleep.

#starmania fic #not!fic #johnny rockfort #cristal #sadia

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It is done! This is the WIP previously known as “Threesome” - now over 2300 words and posted (locked to registered users) on AO3. 

Relationships: Cristal/Johnny Rockfort, Johnny Rockfort/Sadia, Cristal/Johnny Rockfort/Sadia Rating: Explicit   Additional Tags: Threesome, Ambiguous Sadia Anatomy, Unhealthy Relationships

Summary:

Cristal can't stop looking at him. The red scratches across his chest, the tension in his shoulders, the way his hands are grabbing the sheets above his head. There are no restraints stopping him from moving his arms — he's keeping them there all by himself.

Jealousy, lust and anger twist in her stomach. Sadia definitely orchestrated this little show for her benefit, probably to prove that Johnny still belongs to her, and Cristal wants to storm out so she doesn't give Sadia the satisfaction of seeing her reaction.

But she also wants to stay to make sure Johnny's okay. And perhaps even more than that, selfishly, she wants to watch what happens next.

#starmania fic #johnny rockfort x cristal #johnny rockfort x sadia #johnny rockfort x cristal x sadia #trio de la jalousie