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direwolfrules · 2 months

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Oh my fairy godmother I am so happy you are post about Ever After High!!! Do you have any fanfic or au ideas involving them? Like, what if one character had another destiny or what if they were in the Star Wars universe?! It’s just interesting to think about!

Hey! Glad to see we share another fandom interest!

So, I have this barebones post for what I would have done as a crossover between g1 Monster High and Ever After High.

As for general fanfic ideas I have a few. I shall now list them in varying levels of detail:

1. A Very Charming Groundhog Day Year:

Basically, the Charming siblings time loop back from a bit after Dragon Games but before Epic Winter to the day before the school year started (the day of the Family Ball in the books). While it would be kinda angsty, the best time loop fics are usually crack fics, and this would be no exception (if I ever wrote any of these things).

So Daring, Dexter, and Darling are all initially in states of panic and anxiety. Daring, he was in the middle of a quarter-life crisis and now has to deal with everyone and their fairy godmother thinking he's Apple's Prince Charming.

"Daring Charming, more like Distressed Charming, am I right?"-- Dexter, who should get to exhibit asshole little brother energy more often, as a treat.

Speaking of Dexter, he's panicking cause of all the awful stuff that's going to happen during the school year and also because now he has to go through the nerve-racking ordeal of asking out the girl he likes all over again.

Darling's in hell because everyone and their fairy godmother expect her to be this perfect little damsel, again, which is just- ugh. There are days she wishes she could carry her sword around with her, and they're most days. Also, she never got to talk to Apple about their True Love's CPR, which is just tragic.

The loops go on for a while, some constants in them include: Darling freeing herself and helping little Good-Enough Charming get one of their grandfather's trophies for the scavenger hunt, Dexter and Darling teaming up to kill the changeling and free cousin Charity (sometimes Daring helps but he's content to let his siblings have fun for once), Darling accidentally on purpose flirting with Apple and Apple experiencing several degrees of gay panic, Dexter fumbling asking out Raven for the first time (he's really such a dork, just a funky dude), and the Charming Siblings teaming up to make Milton Grimm's life a living hell.

In one loop they secretly film him playing with his toy unicorns and his action figure of himself and they hijack Blondie's mirrorcast to play it to the entire school.

After several loops a Monster High crossover happens, and so in every loop after that the Charming sibs, who have grown incredibly gremlin-like after experiencing the insanity of the school several dozen times, make sure to drop monster slang when it's just them and Cupid. Like:

Darling: "Wow, Cupid, that top looks clawsome."

Daring: "Totally, it's freaky fierce."

Cupid: "What?!"

Darling: "That top looks nice on you. Anyway, we gotta run."

Dexter: "Yeah, see you later ghoulfriend!"

I have some other half-baked ideas for this one but it'd probably be it's own post.

2. Murdoch Mysteries-ish AU:

This one makes no sense if you've never watched the hit Canadian Detective Show, Murdoch Mysteries. Or maybe it makes some sense, idk. Instead of a modern AU, we have a 1895 detective AU. It's barely an idea, I have no idea if I'd even keep this in the fantasy setting of (an 1895) Ever After or not.

Dexter is the Detective William Murdoch of this AU, the man with no game and beautiful blue eyes who women keep inexplicably falling in love with. He's observant and a little strange but he's also a brilliant detective. One of the major differences though is Dexter is the disowned son of old money parents.

Raven's the Dr. Julia Ogden, the outspoken, independent, and compassionate coroner helping solve cases and being amazing. Her rich, controlling mother doesn't much approve of her life choices but old Mrs. Queen can suck it. Raven and Detective Charming have a clearly mutual attraction but they're both hesitant to act on it cause what's a romance without a good slow-burn.

Hopper's the Constable George Crabtree of this AU. Listen, the everyday George matches Hopper's human side, and writer George matches Hopper's frog side. I will not elaborate, because I really cannot. Just feel the vibes, cause the words aren't coming.

I'm not 100% sure who'd be the Inspector Brackenreid. Part of me kinda wants to make it Professor Badwolf, and then I could make Milton Grimm the asshole commissioner. Coach Gingerbreadman is the Inspector of Station 5, the rivals of Station 4.

Daring is heir to the Charming family fortune. Golden boy, everyone loves him, wants more than anything to be able to talk to his little brother in public, but their parents would disown him as well if he stepped out of line.

Apple is one of Raven's housemates at Sisters boarding house, run by Bella and Brutta Sister. She was once courted by Daring, it was at the point where people were expecting an engagement announcement any day. That's when they suddenly broke it off, with no explanation (the explanation is Daring's in love with another girl and Apple's in love with his sister). Snow White and her husband barely agreed to let her move into the boarding house, I honestly have no clue how Apple managed to pull that off but good for her.

Idk, Darling's a vigilante. She's got the same deductive genius as Dexter, she just doesn't have the same ability to join the police force. Inspector Badwolf is tired of his cops being outdone by the mysterious White Knight (yeah, yeah, I made Darling into Victorian-era Batman). Couldn't the White Knight patrol Station 5's territory? (The answer is no, because Darling really wants to catch a glimpse of her twin and also because Sisters Boarding house is in Station 4's territory and sometimes she likes to secretly crash with her girlfriend).

3. The Destiny Cycle AU (AKA: Ever After High but the Rebel Movement is an actual Rebellion AU):

What it says on the tin. Raven discovers the book is fake before Legacy Day. Her and Dexter, who in this AU is believed to be Ashlynn's future Prince Charming because someone made a good post about the potential dynamics that could cause and I love it, set out to uncover what other secrets those in charge are hiding.

Basically, in this AU Ever After is a dystopia where the Royal Families tied the survival of their dynasties' rule to their stories. Like, magically tied them. The Fates themselves have been bound by the magic of the Destiny Cycle. Ever After's Destiny-bound citizens are forced to repeat the same stories as their ancestors, all because Happily Ever After doesn't include a revolt or the institution of democracy. All stories are repeated as a precaution against anyone figuring out what the ancestors of the Royal Families did.

Taking some inspiration from the SDCC Raven Queen doll's letter from her mother, the Evil Queen discovered the truth about the Destiny Cycle, said "not my kid you bastards", and proceeded to try to break the Cycle's bonds. Her taking over other stories and cursing Wonderland was an attempt to stretch the probability bonds of the Destiny Cycle's magic to the breaking point.

Stuff's gonna go down and basically these kids know time is running out until there's a war, cause the only way to avoid being offered up as a lamb to the slaughter is to overthrow the whole system.

God, I really gotta make this into it's own post as well now. But here's a basic rundown of some stuff I'd include:

Dexter and Raven being young and in love and just all the secret romance feels

Snow White knows about the Destiny Cycle, but Apple absolutely does not know.

Apple being born blonde is a sign that the Evil Queen's schemes loosened the grip of the Destiny Cycle, at least for a moment.

Ashlynn, Hunter, Dexter, and Raven as secret rebel leaders.

The backgrounders will have actual roles dammit! (Looking at you Lawrence Bonecrusher III, aka Orc Boy).

An exploration of artificial Destiny Cycle "True Love" vs. real True Love, featuring Apple, Daring, and Darling.

C.A. Cupid, sent by her godly family to infiltrate Ever After and cure it of the Destiny Cycle, because it's interfering in the domains of the gods.

A unique Monster High crossover idea that I will elaborate on in another post.

These children absolutely end up having to kill someone and it scars them forever.

As for different destinies AUs or Star Wars AUs, I haven't really given them much thought.

I think, in a Star Wars setting (possibly Old Republic?), Raven would be a Jedi padawan descended from a long line of Sith. Instead of Mirror Prison, her mom is dead and her Force Ghost is bound to a giant, mirrorlike piece of kyber crystal. Uh, not 100% sure who her master would be.

Darling would also be a Jedi padawan, and Maid Marian would be her Master. Maid Marian gets into custody battles over this kid with this old Jedi Watchman known only as The White Knight. She'd still have her time-slowing hair flip, in this AU it's just a unique way of activating the Force Slow ability.

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sparrowmoth · 3 months

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➵ Fic edit for Musée des Beaux Arts by @oneofthewednesdays

“About suffering they were never wrong, the old Masters: how well they understood its human position.” —W.H. Auden Six portraits of life and death in Ketterdam featuring the interwoven stories of Wylan Van Eck and Kaz Brekker.

My edit. Please do not repost without permission. Credit: "Trouble" by Ron Hicks, “Léonore 4” by Marta Bevacqua (edited), "Anguish" by August Friedrich Schenk (edited), Unsplash, Pixabay, several paintings named in chapter titles above.

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magimerlyn · 6 months

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Until the End

An Ever After High prequel fanfiction

Chapter 1

The Wrong Roommate

It was the beginning of the school year at Ever After High, and students were beginning to move onto campus and into the dorms. A girl with pale, milky skin and long, cream colored hair went to the bulletin board to double check the dorm assignments. She wore a pink knee-length skirt, and a white blouse with lace sleeves. Her pink kitten heels had a small pearl dangling from each buckle. She wore a white pearl headband and carried a small, square white handbag with a light pink rose in the center.

Pearl White, the descendant of Snow White, sighed, seeing that the headmasters had not honored her request for a fellow princess as her roommate. Well, that wasn’t quite accurate. They had decided to room her with Victoria Hearts, the daughter of the Queen of Hearts, an exchange student from Wonderland who was there to take advantage of the princess class track at Ever After High.

Pearl had hoped to room with one of her friends, like Helena or Cynthia. The three has met in middle school, when Pearl had all but begged her mother to let her go to public school. The girls had quickly become friends. They bonded over and daydreamed about their destinies, and their bond had lasted for years now. And it would for ages to come.

The heavy doors of the school slammed open with violent purple magic. In strode Adrian Queen, the son of the Evil Queen, with Ragnar Huntsman following a step behind him. Pearl quickly averted her gaze, hoping to avoid his notice. This was why she had wanted to room with one of her friends, so she wouldn’t be alone when he inevitably decided to hurt her arbitrarily.

She could feel the moment when his alexandrite eyes landed on her, could see in her mind’s eye the cold, cruel smirk that spread across his face. She heard the click click click of his heeled dragon-scale boots as he walked across the polished wooden floors, coming to a stop right behind her.

“Hello, dear sister,” a black velvet voice purred from behind her. Slowly, she turned, looking up at the boy standing a few feet away. His black hair was swept to one side of his face, an iron crown sitting upon his head. He wore his royal wealth with pride, a deep purple stone hanging from one ear, and a black cape trimmed in gold and lined with indigo off one shoulder. His high-necked black shirt tucked into high-waisted tailored trousers. An iron corset encircled his waist and he wore a matching bracer on each arm.

“Hello, Adrian,” she said, barely keeping her voice steady. “Is there something you needed?”

The smirk widened into a cold grin, showing far too many teeth to be anything resembling friendly. “I just wanted to know who your new roommate was. It would be best if I took care of any misunderstandings early on, don’t you agree?”

Pearl sighed, glancing back up at the board. “I’m roommates with Victoria Hearts of Wonderland. She’s an exchange student.”

Adrian looked pensive for a moment, before saying “Ah, the future Queen of Wonderland. Good, I had worried it’d be someone I’d need to talk to.”

“Talk to” would have meant threatening Pearl’s roommate to not get involved in their affairs, but since everyone knows that villains all have an unspoken agreement to not get involved anyway, it would be unnecessary.

“Where’s your luggage, Ragnar and I will help you bring it up to your room.” That predator grin was back. Sometimes Pearl could swear that Adrian was part dragon, the way he played with his food. She nodded demurely and the three of them walked out to where her carriage had dropped her and her friends off. Her luggage was piled next to her friends’, where Adrian’s magic wrapped around it to lift into the air.

Ragnar nodded at the two girls in greeting. He didn’t often say much, in fact all most people ever heard leave his lips was a reverent “yes, your highness,” always directed at Adrian. His chestnut hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, choppy bangs framing his face. His almond-shaped eyes were like pools of emerald, and just as hard. Pearl noted that his bow and sword were missing from his back and side, though the rest of his outfit was the same as always: a studded leather pauldron over a deep blue shirt, a few belts that would ordinarily hold his sheath and quiver, and dark brown pants tucked into leather boots. The only thing on his belt right now was Adrian’s Token: an iron dragon curled around a piece of cut alexandrite.

Helena Rose, a dark-skinned girl with onyx eyes, looked up from the book in her hands. Her black braids were pulled into a half ponytail and she wore a yellow sundress paired with a flower crown. Her wedge sandals matched the woven straw purse slung across her body. She was sitting next to Cynthia Ella, a girl with dark brown hair and tinted skin. Her sapphire blue eyes sharpened when she saw Pearl’s luggage starting to float. She stood up, brushing down her deep blue skirt and glared at Adrian from behind her wire-rimmed glasses.

“What are you doing?” she demanded, one hand resting on her hip.

Adrian briefly glanced over to the girls before turning his attention back to the suitcases. “It’s nothing to concern yourself with, Cindy. Don’t you have some laundry to do?”

Cynthia fumed as Pearl spoke up. “He’s helping me get settled in. Everything is okay, I promise.” She gave a reassuring smile. “You know how it is.”

Her friend looked like she wanted to say something, but she sighed, relenting. “So I’m guessing we’re not roommates?” Pearl shook her head regretfully. Cynthia cursed under her breath before her eyes flickered to Pearl’s brother. “They didn’t put you with-“

“Of course not!” Pearl tried to soothe her friend. “After what happened in middle school, there’s no way they’d try putting him in the girl’s dorms.”

Adrian laughed from where he was standing. “Who could have guessed that preserved Dragon’s Breath could be so volatile?” Ragnar cracked a grin at that, his gaze softening as he looked at the smirking warlock.

Pearl offered Cynthia a reassuring smile. “They have me rooming with Victoria Hearts. Adrian is just helping me with my luggage. He insisted.” She shrugged, trying to convey a “what can you do?” It didn’t seem to work, judging by Cynthia’s expression.

“Pearl.” Adrian called sharply. She jolted, before shooting a last smile at her friends and hurrying over to her brother. He strode forward, his knight at his right hand and his sister at his left. The crowds parted on their approach, previously spoken conversations hushed down to a whisper. The three of them climbed the stairs of the girl’s dormitory. When they finally reached the door with Pearl’s name on it, Adrian knocked imperiously before having Ragnar open it.

Half of the room was already decorated in red, black, white, and gold. A black vanity with gold on the edges stood a few feet down from the tufted red and white bed frame. The bed was pushed against the wall, and a shining black nightstand stood beside it. There was a large red armchair positioned next to a small bookshelf by the window, already set up with bright red drapes.

Sitting at the vanity was a girl with long black hair. When the door opened, she turned her pale, heart-shaped face to the intruders, her garnet eyes looking them up and down. Her makeup was simple, but harsh, her lips painted into a small, blood-red heart. She had blunt bangs cut just above her eyebrows, and half of her hair was tied up in a heart-shaped bun. She wore a golden tiara with heart-shaped rubies and oval-shaped pieces of jet. She wore a high-necked, tight-fitting black shirt, with a red corseted skirt reaching just below her knee. A red, heart-shaped purse with a golden chain was slung over the back of her chair.

“White knight, moonshine, a place, a face, I have mine?*” she asked. Pearl and Ragnar shared a look of confusion, while Adrian laughed.

“Well then, that certainly clears up any question of this being the right room,” he smirked, leading the trio inside. “I am Adrian Queen, son of the Evil Queen. I’m helping my sister move in. And you must be Princess Victoria Hearts of Wonderland.”

Victoria nodded. “And I presume you are my roommate,” she said, turning her gaze over to Pearl, who nodded.

“My name is Pearl White, daughter of Ivory White. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She looked around the room. “I… like your room. It’s very… fitting.”

“Clubs, spades, hearts and diamonds all ten,”* Victoria said, turning back to her vanity and the cards she had set out.

Adrian set down the luggage. “Well then, Ragnar and I will be off. Pearl, I’m sure you’ll behave yourself.” With that, he swept out of the room, leaving Pearl to unpack on her own, with a villain on the other side of the room.

*Riddlish translations:

“Hello, what is your name?”

“That is very kind of you.”

#ever after high #eah fanfic #prequel fic #original character #literally everyone in this is an oc #show canon compliant #this is about the grandparents of the canon EAH characters #weve got Apple's grandmother #Raven's grandfather #Hunter's great-uncle #his grandma will show up later #rosabella's grandmother #Ashlynn's grandmother #and Lizzie's grandmother #there's also a few assorted Charmings later on #mentions of fairies #you know #standard EAH fare #additional chapters are in the reblogs

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kken-kenn · 2 years

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# ⎯ 〚 ❝ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ❞ 〛

𝐫𝐞𝐪. 𝗒𝖾𝗌

𝐭𝐰. 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜. 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝐰𝐜. 𝟨𝟪𝟥

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦. 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗅𝗒𝗇𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍?

❝𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 what I said! And then the next day, she shows up and does it again!” Ashlynn exclaims, continuing to talk about whatever the conversation topic was about this time with your friends. You though? You didn’t care, you were too happy laying against your girlfriend’s shoulder like you had done since the moment you saw her that morning.

“And people say I’m the one who’s always sleepy!” A commenter speaks up, you open your eyes and see Briar chuckling from behind the back of her hand, “Because you are! But [Name] has been studying for a test all week of course she’s tired!” Ashlynn defends you, while Briar rolls her eyes playfully.

…Ding!

The school bell rings signifying students that breakfast is now over and they must leave the Castleteria to report to their first period of that school day. You whine when Ashlynn gets up, her comforting warmth leaving your body, “C’mon you big baby we have to get to class,” you stand, while Ashlynn intertwines your hand with her, and walks at a slower pace so as to not rush you.

⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅

You sit with the two girls along the back row while they chat about upcoming events; shoe sales, parties, tests, maybe even hangout plans for later, including you of course. “So [Name] what do you think?” Ashlynn looks over at you, wanting to know your opinion. “I think…cuddles,” You wrap your arms around her waist to bring her closer as to hide yourself within the crook of her neck.

“That’s sweet, hon but we need to work, we’re in class now!” She whispers against your ear, “But we’re in the back of Rumplestilskins class, it’s not like he can see us!” You point out, while Both Briar and Ashlynn watch the short man mutter out nonsense from the floor. “She has a point!”

Briar agrees, while placing her pink headphones atop her head to listen to some music. She leans forward in her seat slightly, bobbing her head back and forth to the beat, “You just have a way with words don’t you?” Ashlynn looks down at you, “I’m just tired, the guy’s class is boring, also he’s a terrible person, and an even worse teacher.”

Ashlynn couldn’t disagree with you there, he gave tests for no reason other than he could and he tried to mess up the MirrorNet once. “I guess you laying down wouldn’t hurt,” Ashlynn hugs you the same, being able to lay her head against yours, while she slightly rocks back and forth.

“This is gonna be a long day…” Ashlynn laughs, while wondering all the sorts of things you would do to keep her close.

⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⋅

"Seriously I don’t get why you pick anything over — !“ Apple complains, while you all sit around a table at lunch, you eat your food idly while you listen carefully to what Apple has to say, but are abruptly kicked out of your trance when you feel Ashlynn move over a little, "Why are you moving?”

Ashlynn looks over at you confused, “Well Briar wanted to sit next to — ” She lets out an “eek” when you scoot back, even closer this time. “I don’t care who Briar wants to sit next to, you sit next to me,” You deadpan, while Ashlynn looks at you a little shocked, “Friend wants to sit next to their girlfriend, I respect that.”

Briar sits on your open end, setting down her lunch tray and chatting away with Apple again, “Okay, seriously when did you get so clingy?” Ashlynn giggles, her eyes squinting a little due to how big of a smile had formed across her face. “I’ve always been clingy, you just never noticed Ash.”

You tell her blankly, but nevertheless kiss her cheek sweetly before returning to your food. “A gift of my clinginess,” Ashlynn enjoys the clinginess if it means she’ll be able to get another kiss out of you, “So, does that mean I get another kiss?” Ashlynn flutters her eyelashes, trying to look innocent. “No.”

Ashlynn hits you on the arm, grumpy. “Ow! Hey, it was just a joke!”

⎯ 〚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝟤𝟥.𝟫.𝟤𝟤 〛

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gumjester · 1 year

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Two moments of quiet.

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superspookyjanelle · 1 year

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OC AESTHETIC: Ashlynn Dragneel-Heartfilia

❝ Okay, but literally every room you're in is a panic room… ❞

TAGGING: @witchofinterest @fiercefray @sweetenemyfire @eddysocs @arrthurpendragon @waterloou @villanele @bookstorebunny @roseygirl203 @valdrinors

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fr4nkie0stein · 6 months

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Ashlynn Ella masterlist

Fics:

None yet <3

Headcanons:

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coconurt · 2 years

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Me: *realizes I've never written Sasharcy or anything from Marcy's pov*

Me: *fixes that*

FROM THE DEPTHS OF EDITING HELL I EMERGE

So I wrote this in early May before we knew how the finale was gonna go down, and this is so self-indulgent I really don’t know if anyone but myself will like it, but! Tossing it into the void anyway <3

Tagging the absolutely lovely people who encouraged me to finish this: @cowcowwow @insert-fictional-characters-name and @chaoticcerise

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Orange.

Her entire world was nothing but orange.

Ugly and impenetrable. Like a prison, keeping her mind chained to the thing. The horrifying amalgamation of voices that called itself the Core.

It was torture.

It was like that for months, or maybe years. It was hard to keep track of time. All she knew, all she’d known right from the beginning, was that she couldn’t take much more. But yet, somehow, she did.

Then, just as she reached her breaking point, different voices. Familiar ones, ones that monster had tried its hardest to make her forget.

“Marcy, please, come back! We know you’re in there! Remember us?”

“Fight it, Marcy!”

“We can’t do this without you!”

Voices. The right voices.

Friends.

Then, green. Exploding all at once, in a burst of energy unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. All-encompassing. Intense, but freeing. It felt… right.

So much green. Then…

Nothing.

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When she finally started existing again, everything ached. Horribly.

It was like she’d run a marathon, then been forced to walk back to the starting line. Her muscles were sore and her limbs felt bruised. Even her head hurt, which now felt… strangely empty. It was all she’d wanted for months, but now it just felt new and strange and awful.

Next she noticed something… comfortable. Her head and shoulders were being supported by something soft. It felt nice. It almost made her forget about the uncomfortable angle her legs were twisted at and the way her armor dug into her skin.

She tried to move, to wiggle her limbs, to open her eyes, to do something, but everything just hurt so much and her eyelids felt like they were made of lead and she was just so exhausted.

Slowly, sound began to phase back in. The ringing in her ears made it hard to pick out anything in particular, but she could’ve sworn she heard voices. Wait, no. One voice. Who was talking? Everything was fuzzy. And empty. And so painful.

“– open your eyes? Huh? Think you can do that for me? Come on, you gotta give me something to work with. Please, Mar. Just let me know you’re okay…”

Hm, she know that voice. It was a girl’s voice. Her girl. Well, one of them, anyway. Yeah, for her, she could open her eyes, if that’s what she wanted.

She blinked them open, only to shut them again immediately because frog the light was too bright, was the light always this bright?

(… when was the last time she’d seen sunlight?)

It took some effort, and a bit of time to let her eyes adjust, but she finally managed to open her eyes and keep them that way.

“Marcy!” a weary voice exclaimed.

Arms wrapped around her, squeezing her tight. Too tight. Too much. Oh wow, everything hurt. She groaned. At least, that’s what she thought she did. It probably came out as more of a whimper. A wave of dizziness crashed over her, and she felt like she might pass out again.

“Shit! No, Marcy, wait, keep your eyes open!” The speaker grabbed her face. Her hands were calloused, but gentle. “Just focus on me. Stay awake, you got that? Deep breaths.”

Marcy dragged in a shaky inhale, then another. Slowly, the black spots in her vision cleared, and a tired face came into focus above her. Bruises and scratches covered the girl’s face, and her eyes were bloodshot like she’d been crying. Long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and tickled Marcy’s face. Curiously though, dying flickers of fuchsia shimmered in those blonde strands and seemed to be steadily fading from her blue eyes. Weird. Must have been a trick of the light.

“There you are,” the girl praised. “How do you feel, Mar?”

“S- Sashy?” The old nickname slipped out before she could help it. She knew Sasha didn’t like to be called that anymore.

The other girl didn’t seem to mind, though. A smile broke out across her face.

“Yeah. It’s me,” she said softly. “You really gave us a scare, you know that? We weren’t sure — I thought I’d lost you again.”

We? Did that mean…?

“Is Anne here, too? Is… is she okay?”

Sasha ran a hand comfortingly through Marcy’s hair. “Yeah, Marcy. She’s here. She…” Sasha glanced over her shoulder at something Marcy couldn’t see. When she looked back, her face was contorted in worry. “She’s in rough shape, but she’s got people taking care of her. I think she’s gonna be okay.”

Anne was here? Rough shape? Had something happened? Marcy’s foggy brain chugged along, trying to make a connection. Weakly, she turned her head, attempting to make sense of her surroundings.

What she saw frightened her.

They were back in Andrias’ throne room.

It was in ruins. Stained glass windows, blown clean out of their fittings. Stone pillars, crumbled and leaning. Craters littered the mosaic floor, and suspiciously, she and Sasha seemed to be sitting in the center of one.

What horrified her most of all, though, was the helmet. It lay cracked and discarded several feet away, the ten faded orange eyes lifeless and dull.

What had happened? Why was…?

Oh.

It all came flooding back to her, a torrent of memories seen through the lens of a mind that was not her own.

There had been a battle.

That thing — that horrible thing had made her… it had made her…

Her friends… Sasha … Anne…

Anne, I’m so sorry.

Guilt surged through her, leaden and unforgiving. Tears filled her eyes. Her brain was still too exhausted to process any of what she was feeling, so she did the only thing she could: she cried.

What started small turned into huge heaving sobs. Tears rolled down her cheeks, making trails through the dirt and grime that covered her face.

Sasha cursed. “Hey, what’s wrong? What- are you hurt somewhere? Hey, talk to me.”

Marcy choked on a sob and shook her head. She shuddered.

“Shit, you’re cold. Here,” Sasha gently let Marcy’s head rest in her lap as she unclasped something from around her neck. She pulled it off and draped it over Marcy. It was a fur cloak of some sort. It was warm and it smelled like Sasha, and though it was meant to be comforting, it only made her cry harder.

“Shh, Marcy, it’s okay. Don’t cry. That thing’s gone. You’re safe now. You’re gonna be okay.”

“B-but you’re not! I hurt y-you, you and Anne!” Marcy’s breath hitched. “I-I’m so sorry, I never meant for any of this to happen, I never s-should’ve..”

“Oh, Marcy,” Sasha murmured. “I’ve got you.” Carefully, making sure not to hold on too tight this time, she wrapped Marcy in a hug. Marcy couldn’t do much except sob into Sasha’s chest while the other girl whispered little reassurances into the top of her head.

Eventually, the tears subsided. Sasha pulled back just enough to look Marcy in the eyes. She brushed her overgrown bangs out of the way.

“Mar-mar, look at me.”

Hesitantly, Marcy obeyed.

“None of what happened was your fault. You were possessed, for god’s sake. It wasn’t you.”

Yes, it was. “But…”

“Repeat after me,” she ordered. “It. Wasn’t. You.”

“It wasn’t.. me.”

“There we go,” Sasha said and smiled gently.

“But… I knew about the box, I knew what it would do. I should’ve told you and Anne from the start, I never should’ve made her-”

“Marcy, listen to me. We forgive you. We both forgave you a long time ago. We…” she hesitated. “We had a long time to think about things. We’re just so happy to have you back.”

Marcy managed a tiny smile. “I really missed you guys. Both of you.”

Sasha sniffed and swiped aggressively at a tear on her cheek. “We missed you too, you nerd.”

Marcy hesitated. Then, freeing her arms from underneath the cloak, she wrapped them around Sasha’s middle in a tight hug. The other girl fiercely returned it.

After a minute, Sasha released her. “Think you can try sitting up?” she asked.

Marcy grimaced, but assented, and with Sasha helping to support her, she was able to shift off Sasha’s lap and sit up on her own. The furry cloak slipped down to rest on her legs, so she readjusted it to drape over and around her shoulders instead.

Sasha’s eyes tracked the movement, and she smirked. “What do you say we get out of here, Marmar?”

Marcy experimentally tried to pick herself up off the ground, but her muscles felt like jelly. “Yeah, but… I don’t think I can walk-”

In one swift motion, Sasha rose to one knee, slipped one arm under Marcy’s knees and the other behind her back, then scooped Marcy into her arms and stood up like the course of action was never a question at all.

“- yet,” Marcy squeaked, any previous weariness temporarily forgotten.

Sasha tilted her head in a confident gesture. “Come on,” she said, the smirk still on her face. As if Marcy had a choice in the matter. Not that she was complaining, of course.

Rendered temporarily speechless, she managed a tiny nod while she tried to ignore the annoying heat rising in her face.

Sasha took care to make sure her cloak was still securely wrapped around Marcy’s shoulders before setting off to rejoin a few frogs from the resistance convening on one side of the ruined throne room.

Marcy knew things weren’t okay yet, and she knew they wouldn’t be for a long time. But at that moment, it was hard to feel distressed about the future when she was being held tightly by one of her favorite people in the present.

So for now, she enjoyed the feeling of Sasha’s strong arms around and beneath her, and she wondered how, after all she’d been through and all she’d done, she got lucky enough that she still got to have this.

#ashlynn this isn't even what i was planning when you said something back in april about me writing sasharcy hurt/comfort #I just got thoroughly distracted 🤣#also how is it that whenever i try to write 1k of something i always consistently overshoot the runway by a couple hundred words #amphibia #amphibia fanfic #amphibia fanfiction #amphibia writing #my fics #sasharcy #sasha waybright #marcy wu #my writing

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lesbianjackies · 1 year

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🌷ashlynn ella masterlist🌷

key: ❤︎︎ - fluff, ☁︎︎ - angst

coming soon!

#ashlynn ella x reader #ashlynn ella x you #ashlynn ella x y/n #ashlynn ella fanfiction #ashlynn ella fanfic #ashlynn ella fic #ashlynn ella

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athena-xox · 2 months

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So basically I procrastinated writing the actual next chapter of my fic on my flight and decided to instead start a new fic that would basically just be Farrah’s character arc in my fic except canon complaint and a similar style to 99 cent dreams

But I cannot write it

I projected a little too close to home and I’m currently crying bc it brought up past trauma (? I never recognized it as trauma til now but ig it is) uh so…

It would have totally spoiled major things in my rewrite anyways…

But moral is, don’t project too much guys

#I projected too close to the sun #also #the fic lowkey made Ash a horrible person #I mean I didn’t REALIZE that the person Ashlynn is in my lifd #was a bad person #until I wrote ten thousand words #about the severe issues this girl has given me #I may have also ruined ashlynn not just Farrah #😭😭#…………………… anyways tags #farrah goodfairy #ashlynn ella #ever after high #eah #ashlynn x farrah #huntlynn #yeah I’m still crying ugly tears #i’m not even joking

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c-rose2081 · 4 months

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Thinking about my fic again.

A Legacy of Brambles and Thorns (Ao3)

I really needed to draw Briar again because I have a hard time visualizing her in the context of the story. I know what show-Briar looks like (sassy, people-oriented, generally pretty friendly), but Briar in my fic is incredibly unapproachable and prickly (kinda scary at times), and I wanted to get that across. She always looks angry due to how dark the rings around her eyes are, and she has a lot of scarring which she doesn’t bother to hide.

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About her:

Briar is not someone you want to be screwing around with. Mess with her, fine, she doesn’t care. But mess with her friends? Be ready to get your happily ever after ass beat.

Because of where she grew up, Briar is very overprotective of things that she cares about. This mostly pertains to people, as she pseudo-adopts them (aware of it or not) and becomes their main protector. Seeing as she basically raised eight little brothers from the time she was seven to when she was sixteen, it’s just natural instinct by now to keep people close. Despite having a decently large group of friends, Briar isn’t venerable very often. When she is, she goes to Ashlynn and only Ashlynn, who takes this honor very seriously.

Messing with Briar is either a very brave or a very supid life choice, as she’s not just willing to beat you up (she doesn’t really discriminate if she or someone else is being threatened), but she also holds grudges like you wouldn’t believe. She’ll remember you, always.

#ever after high #ever after high fanfic #eah #briar beauty #alternate universe #digital art #concept art #character art #fanart #illustration #character design #fanfic #ever after high fanart

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katemartinismywife · 2 months

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if you’re comfortable with it a pazzi fic where azzi surprises paige when she left for rehab and she comes back earlier than she was supposed to or literally anything pazzi and totally only if you’re comfortable writing it!

(also i didn’t say this in my last ask but your writing is literally so good babe!!💕)

☺︎ paige bueckers x azzi fudd ☺︎

Paige tore her acl a month ago and the rest of the season was up to Azzi. Paige and Azzi were secretly dating. They didn't want their relationship to overshadow their team or how hard they worked to get to where they are now.

Paige had decided for the first months of recovery that she would go back to Minnesota with her family. At first, Azzi wasn't very happy with the decision, but she knew it was best for Paige.

Paige was somewhat mentally and physically better, but emotionally she was missing her girlfriend. Paige had gotten the yes from her parents that she was able to go see Azzi.

During practice, everyone was extremely weird. Ashlynn would smirk at Azzi and then when she asked her why she was acting like that she just shrugged her shoulders. Aaliyah rushed Azzi out of the shower and into her sweats.

Nika smiled at her strangely and lead her to Ashlynn's car. "Ash is taking you home..I won't be home tonight" Nika spoke to her pushing her into the car. "You guys are weird" Azzi mumbled pulling out her phone to text Paige.

Her first notification was that Paige had stopped sharing her location. Weird.

A💗: why did you just sharing your location?

A💗: Paige??

A💗: why are my texts green?

Azzi sighed leaning her head against the window. "Have you talked to PB?" Azzi turned her head to look at a smiling Ashlynn. "Nope"

"You're lying"

"Stop talking" Ashlynn squealed trying to make sure she didn't spoil anything. The car came to a quick stop in front of Azzi and Nika's apartment. "Thanks Ash"

"Wait before you leave someone wanted me to give you these" Ashlynn smiled handing Azzi a bouquet of pink and white tulips. Azzi cooed looking at the roses. "Love you" Ashlynn yelled and pulled off.

Azzi began walking to her front door seeing it wide open with flower petals on the floor and a gift basket in the doorway. She covered her face with her hand laughing. "I love her so much" Azzi whispered picking up the gift basket full of Paige's hoodies, shorts, candles, and other small items Azzi likes.

Azzi began to hear "Never Knew I Needed" by Neyo play from her bedroom. "Paige?" Azzi cheesed following the petals on her floor. Walking into her bedroom she saw Paige on crutches holding more flowers and a small black box.

"I love you" Azzi smiled covering her face with her hands. "Come here baby" Paige spoke pulling Azzi into her for a hug. "I missed you" Paige whispered kissing the top of Azzi's head. "I got this for you" Azzi looked down at the black box and saw a necklace with a P on it.

"Don't cry baby" Paige pouted hugging her girlfriend.

"I love you so much"

☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎

thank you soo much !!

#wcbb #uconn #paige bueckers #paige bueckers fluff #wlw #paige x azzi #azzi fudd #pazzi #uconn women’s basketball #gameday

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iminlovewpaigebueckers · 11 days

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bro all these Uconn players are so slept on and they need (more) fics!!

•Qadence

•Ines (HEAVY on Ines she’s so fine n she’s so fucking slept on bro.)

•Amari Deberry

•Ice Brady

•Caroline Ducharme

•Aubrey Griffin

•KK Arnold

•Ashlynn Shade

•Azzi Fudd

i’m gonna write some fics for them bc the drought in fics for these players is insaneeeee .

#basketball #wlw #uconn wbb #azzi fudd #ines bettencourt #amari deberry #kk arnold #caroline ducharme #ice brady #ashlynn shade #aubrey griffin #womens basketball

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HIIIIIII❤️

Bribelle hcs if u hv anyyy?🥺

BOY AM I GLAD YOU ASKED

- briar’s “magic touch” as described by the show is having super hearing when she’s asleep. on days when she can’t keep herself awake faybelle makes sure to go to all of her classes for her and get her work/keep her updated on the latest gossip and news from around the school. in classic faybelle fashion she pretends to have no idea what briars talking about when she thanks her for it (or says some stupid stuff like “yeah well you’re my enemy and we have to be on equal footing”)

- them being “enemies” has always been more of a one-sided thing with faybelle being super dedicated to their rivalry and briar being like “well . i don’t hate her but if it keeps this cute girl around me i’ll play along”

- they’re both super competitive though so it works out great. they’re not fighting for the top spot in class or anything but they’re definitely teasing each other about scoring one point higher on a test or assignment

- ^ briar’s always willing 2 help faybelle study tho. invites her to “study parties” that turn out to just be her and faybelle LMAO

- i wrote abt this in a fic once but briar keeps sticky notes in her room with reminders to invite faybelle to her parties (bc of faybelle’s curse)

- they have each others coffee orders memorized because they’re gay as hell

- it takes them like twenty billion years to get together . not because either of them are oblivious to their feelings but because they’re scared to love each other . they’re both destined to be alone, destined to lose the ones they love the most. so even though they hang out 24/7 and the entire school considers them 2 be a couple, they don’t make it Official until like… post dragon games

- at that point the whole “300 years of service” thing scared faybelle so bad that she wants to make things official. and briars totally fine with that because lord knows shes been ranting to ashlynn and apple for AGES about how she “just wants to be faybelle’s girlfriend” LMAO

- faybelle shows her love thru acts of service (doing things for others when she could be doing them for herself) and briar shows hers through quality time (she has so little time but she wants to spend as much of it with faybelle as possible) . they both like gifts !

can u tell they’re my favorite ship LMAO

#eah #ever after high #faybelle thorn #bribelle #briar beauty

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