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thanotaphobia · 3 months
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so i've fallen into a JRWI hole, specifically catching up on The Suckening, and it's somehow spurred my creative streak so here have a fic about a former gang member newly-turned vampire and a sheltered vampire prince who are also long lost brothers
for any other fans of the suckening this is set post episode 7!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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ethantheannus · 11 months
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announcing fnc week!!! after the success of swordfish week, i figured id host another! 
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Prompts: DAY 1: Legacy / Devotion / First Kiss DAY 2: Courting Rituals / Falling in Love / Destiny DAY 3: Moonlight / Scars / Magic DAY 4: Injuries / Love Potion / Raspberry DAY 5: Favour / Armour / Duel DAY 6: Lay On Hands / Constellations / Grief DAY 7: Sailing / Pretzel / Free Day! Event Rules:  - No boundary-breaking content! This should go without saying, but this means nothing NSFW, even implied.   - Anything fnc-centric is allowed in this, whether that be about them in a romantic, queerplatonic or platonic sense! Other characters, ships and dynamics are of course permitted, but whatever you make should be centered around fnc!   - The prompts are a suggestion only! Feel free to deviate entirely if you have ideas that don't fit the prompts and days. You're also absolutely welcome to use all prompts for a day in the one piece, or just one, or to even combine all prompts into one big piece. Creative freedom activate!   - This is more of a reminder than all else, but any length fics and any level of completed pieces are welcome! Whether it be ten words or ten thousand, a sketch or a fully rendered piece, please submit your work.  - As with rule one, I think this should go without saying, but do not discourage or insult submissions by others (and preferably your own, too!). This is all about bringing the community together and to celebrate a ship.   - Finally, enjoy yourselves!  We also have a discord server to gather everyone together for not only this event, but others too! https://discord.gg/vHhA2Rat4D The AO3 Collection will be revealed closer to the event.
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wings-of-flying · 5 months
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bee fic moment. chip angst based on 114 - major spoilers, you've been warned
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shadowoffandoms · 1 month
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Since the fizzfangs community loved my art post take the fic I wrote <3
Art post if you haven’t seen it, not relative at all to the fic lmao
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boilingheart · 1 year
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Helloooo JRWI enjoyers, do you like fanfiction? Take a look, I’ve written some!!
your name is wavelength - PD, 2.9k words, Complete
poetry exploring Wavelength’s backstory and life experiences and becoming a villain
Destiny’s Default Settings - Riptide, 48k words, In Progress
The Riptide Pirates attempted to kill Niklaus and failed, and as a result, Niklaus placed a powerful spell on them, causing Jay and Gillion to lose their memories and ‘reset’, leaving Chip to scramble for a solution. Hurt no comfort. Angst. Happy ending confirmed though.
Before the Tides - Riptide, 14k words, Complete
The origin of how the three Riptide Captains came to meet each other. Each chapter is written in each of their POVs. Written before the official prequel.
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Please check ‘em out! Reblogs appreciated, let me know what you guys think of these works! And follow me for more, I have three new PD fics in the works that I’ve been pouring a LOT of energy in that should be slowly releasing within a few months !!
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gillionspookstrider · 6 months
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thinking about chip (description under cut)
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Being undead is less of a state of being and more of a state of unbeing. It isn’t what you are, it’s what you lack.
Being undead is the lack of pulse, the stillness of a chest once breathing, the hole where a heart once was. It’s tasting nothing because your taste buds don’t work anymore. It’s the lack of color in your cheeks. It’s the rejection from anything divine.
Being undead is the lack of light in your eyes, the memories slipping from your mind, the bone where skin once was. It’s a lack of physical consequences, because you don’t need the blood that lies still in your body. It’s how your organs are mere dead weight you carry around because you don’t see a reason not to.
When you’re undead, the only thing you truly are is unlawful and unholy. Your existence alone breaks the laws of the universe and the limits set by the gods. Things at rest must stay at rest, yet here you are, still moving, though your time was already cut short.
You have always been stubborn. You have always stuck out, no matter what life threw at you. You have never cared for any rules. This is the natural progression of that.
What cure is there, aside from nonexistence?
Maybe this is karma. You know you should’ve died here, so the universe takes you now, 10 years later. Maybe your whole life has been building up to your death. Maybe this is all you are here for.
Still you cheat death again.
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glamjrwi · 2 years
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a really really foggy morning on the ship and gillion is excited because the air is so full of water
Thank you!! This prompt is adorable and I might have given it a little bit of the boys cursed energy lmao but I think it works hopefully. Here's the ao3 link too
Jay yawned as she slumped against the kitchen counter. It was a quiet morning. She was hiding inside because a low fog had rolled in and she did not need her hair to get any worse. She would have to go up eventually, as navigation would require her direct attention until the sky came back. Alfonse had been kind enough to drop the anchor for a little while so she could grab some breakfast first.
She could hear a familiar and loud smack through the wall and she instinctively grabbed an extra jar of juice from the pantry. The day never truly started until Gillion’s barrel lid hit the floor in the morning.
“Good morning, Jay!” Gillion greeted her enthusiastically and he marched into the kitchen. He was followed by a drowsy looking Chip.
“Hey, Gil.” She slid the jar of juice over to him with a nod. He nodded back gratefully.
“Hey, can I get one?” Chip asked.
“Get it yourself,” she said without looking at him.
“Good morning to you too,” he grumbled very loudly as he passed her, she smiled to herself.
“I’ve noticed the ship has stopped this morning,” Gil said. He stared at the deck, like he’d noticed just now. “Do you think there’s something wrong?”
“Oh no, everything’s fine, we just have to go slow today,” she let herself pause for dramatic effect, watching Gillion’s face closely as he started to take a drink. “Because . . . you know, it’s really foggy today.”
Gillion slammed his juice on the table instantly. He stared at her wide eyed and leaned in, ginning. “Is it true, Jay?”
“Very true, it’s already been fucking up my hair.” She pulled some of it up to showcase.
It was good enough for him because in a flash he was booking it for the stairs. His barely touched juice was forgotten. She heard Chip huff in amusement beside her. She chuckled to herself and followed Gillion. Chip joined her, but not before stealing Gillion’s juice.
When they reached the deck, Gillion was already standing on the handrail. His arms were outstretched to the fog, like he wanted to give it a big hug. The dampness in the air immediately clung to her baby hairs. She smudged them out of her face as well as she could. It was another day she felt just a little jealous of Gillion’s undersea hair. He’d never know the struggle.
“Isn’t it wonderful!” Gillion yelled into the white void. “It is just like if the rain was evenly spaced out but not enough that it’s just the sea all over again. Maybe instead of having to destroy the land and turning it into more sea I could just make it densely covered in fog and that’d be wet enough? I think that’s it, I found the loophole to my extremely distressing internalized moral dilemma.”
“That’s great Gil,” Chip approached him, two half drunk juices in his hands, “but have you ever thought about if you could breathe with your gills and lungs in fog at the same time?”
Gillion’s head snapped to look at him intensely. “Chip, you’re a genius. If I intake twice the oxygen that I normally do I will become unstoppable.”
And Gillion sure tried. His gills flexed open and he took a loud gasp for air. It kind of worked, as he began sputtering and coughing any air we got in his lungs out. Jay wasn’t sure what his anatomy was like, but she’d be surprised if he had more than one place his body used for breathing.
“I did it,” he gasped. “Watch out, evil. With my new and all powerful breathing technique, I will . . .” He swayed from the rail and floundered onto the deck comically.
“Holy shit, Gil!” Chip dealt down next to him. “You can’t jump in all at once buddy. Do it again, but smaller this time.”
“Right right, of course.” Gillion nodded, not moving at all. “I’ll get it this time, count me in Chip.”
Jay debated if she should interfere or not . . . no, watching was definitely funnier. They’d probably be fine.
“Captain Jay.” She turned to see Alfonse behind her. “Are we ready to raise the anchor and depart?”
Oh shit, she had forgotten about that. “Yeah, I think so.”
“Should I assist the other captains?”
She turned back. Gillion was coughing louder, Chip was yelling incomprehensible nonsense while also trying to pour juice into Gillion’s throat.
“I think they’re okay.”
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phoebe-sketches · 1 year
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defining devotion
What is Gillion loyal to?
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Chip, Jay, and Gillion on where Gillion Tidestrider gives his loyalty.
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isaacthedruid · 6 months
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NEW JRWI FIC JUST DROPPED !!!
It was late, they probably shouldn’t have been walking this late at night, especially in this part of town but Mark was there. He was big and scary, and acting with full guard dog privileges. The mission– it’s still odd to be doing missions with Mark –didn’t go smoothly but the job was done.
And fuck, they were tired.
or: Mark and William's mission ends bad, their car explodes and they have to walk home but then, shit hits the fan and Mark gets shot.
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thanotaphobia · 2 months
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The first time Rolan Deep kisses a boy, he’s thirteen and drunk.
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ethantheannus · 18 days
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opening fic requests !!! i always need more ideas and things to write, and i figure this is a fun way to write some stuff people want to see :D https://forms.gle/zUuBiYk4jb5DuUoKA
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wings-of-flying · 5 months
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happy one year since i first posted a wsms chapter! crazy that it's been a year, crazy that my smol baby child fanfic is a whole year old. anyway i want to thank everyone who's read and supported the fic so far, and to let you know to expect part two to begin at some point between christmas and the new year
in the mean time, have a small teaser of the beginning of chapter 17 - the kingdom of lightning
It was about halfway to Edison that the weather turned. Not quite a storm, but the wind whistled a vengeful tune as the ship swayed. The sea convulsed and, like spittle from the lips of an old sailor, rain soaked the royal vessel and all who stood on its deck. Even down below, amongst the barrels and crates, the damp managed to invade. Puddles were born from the deckhands’ footsteps; the wood that made up everything in sight was soft and uncomfortably wet.
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boilingheart · 1 year
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It's Winter Break for Centurion High, which leaves room for the Prime Defenders to celebrate the holidays. 
An AU where nothing bad happened at the end of S1, and everyone is okay and ready for Christmas <3 
15k words | Chapters 1/? | Tidalwave, canon typical Ghostknife
https://archiveofourown.org/works/43743444/chapters/109999497
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rooksilver · 2 years
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forgot to put this on tumblr lmao I WROTE A PRIME DEFENDERS SPACE AU GO READ IT!!
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ishhbowl · 2 years
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ough
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dykes4timrand · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Just Roll With It (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ava Ferin & Jay Ferin, Drey "Sureshot" Ferin & Jay Ferin Characters: Jay Ferin, Drey "Sureshot" Ferin Additional Tags: Mentioned Ava Ferin, Grief/Mourning, Mirrors, Reflection, Introspection, Jay Ferin-centric, Campaign 02: Just Roll With It: Riptide, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, no beta we die like ava, i need more jay and drey hanging out Summary:
”You look so much like your sister.”
Well where was she? Where was Ava, because Jay was having a really hard time finding her in her own reflection.
 Jay looks in the mirror and searches for something she knows that she will not find.
Ferin family enjoyers come get your juice. 
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