I’m going to try very hard not to spend my first WIP Wednesday in months complaining about all of the reasons why it’s been months since I’ve participated in WIP Wednesday 😅. Or you know, written... at all... 😭
And, as usual, my choice of what to share baffles even me, as it demonstrates no obvious connection between this fic and the Carry On universe, but I just share what feels right.
(I wrote this, the bit I’m sharing and the tumblr post, after waking up from a nap after taking one of my stronger migraine pills, so I’m a little... loopy? Jello-y? And I also feel kind of like a bag of sand? And I really can’t see the screen or the keyboard properly, 😆. I just felt like I should warn you.)
CW for violence, flippant reference to suicide/self-harm/mental health issues/trauma, and men saying horrible things about women? Is that too specific of a CW? Idk, I myself might need a CW for that, so...
“Men don’t need armour or axes. We subsist on our own strength. Which is why we have real power, and all you have is tears, and pity, and vigilante justice. Because all of you are weak.”
Suddenly he is held aloft by one armoured hand around his throat and another in a fist, lodged under his ribcage.
“And fear is not a weapon?” Her words echo against the surrounding buildings.
When she speaks again it is lower, with a sneer that must be felt, though it is hidden by the mask. “Fear for themselves? For their sisters? For the loss of every glimpse of life they are permitted? Fear of the loss of the human race is not a weapon?” She shakes her head slowly, leaning into him so that our cold metal brushes against his face. “There are no weak women.”
He laughs and tries to turn his head. She pushes closer, putting more venom in our voice---more magic. “With only the choices we have, there is no path that does not require strength!”
“Really?” He persists with a greedy smile despite the tin of starlight that has begun to encase him. “What about the ones who lose themselves---who shrink up into corners---dead eyed and soulless---or perpetually whimpering. Or the cowards who throw themselves over the edge? Sometimes with-child? No, you don’t care about those things---”
His head and spine are crushed against the wall in a sudden release of anger.
“Or,” he tries again when the shock subsides, “what about Mistress Pitch—?”
He winces at the surge of pain as his skull cracks against the wall again.
“All of those people do only what they can. That’s what we all do. Us women. There are no good choices for any of us. And Mistress Pitch will die for her choices. But there are---” her whole body is against him now, her fist pressed so far under his ribs that it’s leaving him more breathless than the hand around his throat, “No. Weak. Women.”
Finally, she breathes the request we’ve been waiting for---so low that only we can hear it.
“The suit of shining armour becomes a keen and bloody sword.”
And we obey her.
Now, this is a fictional au, about an extreme situation in a dystopian world, and the story has been in my head for quite a while. So, the opinions expressed by characters in this fic are not reflective of my feelings about things happening in modern times... that being said, as I write this (and as I find myself incapable of focusing on much else, fic-wise) I feel it will be very obvious which recent current events have been weighing heavily on my mind. I don’t know if that’s a good thing, a bad thing, or a neutral thing. But it is what it is.
Tags? I’m just gonna... tag... mutuals who I see around a lot... 😆 I think I might be done with thinking for today.
@ivelovedhimthroughworse, @cutestkilla, @captain-aralias, @gekkoinapeartree, @bookish-bogwitch, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @facewithoutheart, @bazzybelle, @artsyunderstudy @mrskrementz, @messofthejess, @fatalfangirl, @gampyre, @aristocratic-otter
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An Assassin Child and His Ghost Sword
For whatever reason, Danny has become a magical sword and been thrown through time and space, eventually landing in a completely different world far in the past.
In all honesty, being a magic sword isn't the worst thing ever, to the point he's basically using it as an extended vacation. Whenever he's alone he sleeps, whenever he has a wielder, he gives them advice and extra abilities and the like. If he gets bored in one area, he's able to move himself to another.
However, Danny ended up screwing up somewhere down the line. See, he has the ability to only work for those who are 'worthy' (basically a catch all term for the people Danny likes or can at the very least be civil with). If someone 'unworthy' picks him up, he'll curse them.
Unfortunately, after a long string of unworthy people, everyone now believes Danny is solely a cursed blade, his ability to bless others forgotten when he finally goes down in the history books.
Then when Danny finally come to the modern age, he ends up being found by one Damian Al Ghul.
Damian is all by himself for one reason or another (running from the League, disagreement with the Bats, etc.) when he finds Danny. And frankly, what kid wouldn't want a magical, talking sword that grants incredible powers, especially when you've been trained in how to actually wield them. He doesn't really have a plan, so he decides to just travel around trying to find a place he belongs.
Danny likes the kid and decides to look after him since he's all by himself. He helps the kid travel around the world, teaches him how the world works, helps him with any moral issues that being raised by assassins brings, etc.
Meanwhile, the rest of the world is wondering who this small, wandering child with the sword is.
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Was thinking about fic before bed and my brain fed met the most insane Kit/Jade AU in which Jade was secretly a werewolf and trying to hide it from Kit. And it culminated in the most dramatic scene, where [the danger] was happening and Jade looking directly into Kit’s eyes like, “Whatever happens, remember what I said. Remember that [the monster] was cursed, right? That [the atrocities] weren’t their fault. Remember that I love you.”
And Kit just like, “Yeah, yeah of course. I love you. What’s going to happen?”
AND THEN I WOKE UP but fuck me is that a fic, also @isaidquirky come collect your dream.
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introducing: the latest romance option of da4. featuring; butch character thats only available to men, wlw romance written by a white cishet dude, no dwarf romance, only rouges and mages as your lgbt options, and an apostate romance with someone who will end up betraying you!
2014 was almost ten years ago, so I'd be surprised if there were no improvements on that end
Now more than ever I want to be held by an ideals-driven companion who believes a better world is possible, and I want my friends to be cocooned in the muscles of a tall woman
I hope the next companion betrayal is a warrior because I love a hot dark knight
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And the last ship meme! Template once again here. (edit: I forgor to mention but mine is edited a little!)
This time it's ancient trio time~ ShB/Endwalker spoilers and lots of rambling under the cut
I'll start with mentioning that Eleos is Azem and Hawu'li is his shard. I think I've posted what he vaguely looks like in form of a picrew pic buuuut uh, this time you get a quick little scribble of his mask I drew instead.
Height and age - yeah no, I did not want to fuck with trying to choose anything for them since ancient world works weirdly. They are all of similar ages and fairly young, Hades has just aged a lot due to having to deal with his husbands lol. He's tallest of the three, with Eleos being just a tiny bit shorter than Hyth.
Jock - game keeps saying Emet is "the greatest mage" but honestly I could not mark him as nerd when he swings that huge drk sword so effortlessly in Ktisis. So to me he is also physically strong. Hyth is nerd on account of working basically a desk job and complaining how he doesn't usually fight, even if using a bow logically makes him somewhat buff too.
Affection - Hades is tsun so no pda. Hyth is used to this and knows not to tease him too much. Eleos does not care and teases both of them mercilessly with his affection, regardless of where they are or who is watching.
Confessions - Hyth and Hades were an item even before meeting Eleos, and their thing started from Hades managing to voice his feelings (Hyth had known about them already, but wanted to hear him say it). With Eleos, they kinda confessed together, with Hyth once again pushing Hades to admit his feelings out loud. By this point Eleos has been saying he loves them both for like, literal months but somehow also never initiated anything? Even Hyth was kinda confused if it was more plationical or not lol.
Kiss - Hades kisses both of them first: Hyth during a really sweet and romantic moment as teens, and Eleos to shut him up. Which surprisingly worked, as Eleos just kinda froze and was unable to process any thoughts for like half an hour. It has not worked ever since.
Propose - Hades is the most easily jealous one, so he really wanted something to seal the fact that they were all bound to eachother. All 3 have matching earring. Eleos also got a tiny magic circle drawn on his ringfinger - Emet's magic, made to contain both his and Hyth's essence to help calm Eleos down (he's strongly affected by feelings of others). It's usually invisible, but glows softly purple when touched.
Other stuff:
Hades and Eleos are both really stubborn so Hyth has to act as mediator between them
Hades first noticed Eleos from his soul (mix of orange and purple hues, like a really vibrant sunrise) which was so out of normal it got his attenttion in a big crowd (and Eleos did something really stupid right after so it really was unforgettable lol)
Eleos has a habit of just. Leaving in the middle of night if his wanderlust happens to hit. He's gotten really good at sneaking out and only leaving small "gone travelling, see you" note behind.
As a countermeasure, both Hyth and Hades sleep holding him really tight so he can't just dissappear to god knows where. Eleos doesn't seem to mind too much (but still manages to escape some nights)
All 3 spoil eachother so much but in completely different ways.
Emet overlooks so much of his husbands' mischief and no matter how busy, is always ready to give them his time if they want it
Hyth brings the other 2 interesting concepts from work as gifts
Eleos brings them whatever he find on his travels. He's especially good at picking things that pacify Hades' anger when he's done something stupid again.
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