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[zealouswerewolfcollector]

Fic Writer Tag Game

@arofili tagged me. Thank you so much <3 I loved writing this and spent way too much time on it :D

AO3 name: HewerOfCaves

Fandoms: Silmarillion, but HewerOfCaves is actually my 4th reincarnation on Ao3, the other three were for other fandoms.

Number of fics: 27 under this username

Fic I spent the most time on: Has to be Sins of the Father, I spent months on it. Though when/if I post a couple of fics I’m working on, they will break the record :/

Fic I spent the least time on: Well, I have two triple drabble fics, so probably those. Light In Their Eyes, Blood On Their Lips (Russingon, sorry, I suck at titles) and Black Horse (tw: cannibalism). If drabbles don’t count, then it’s Your Name and Only a Fool Would Wear a Crown. I just was struck by the idea, quickly wrote it down and posted it. The best feeling until you start thinking that it’s rubbish.

Longest fic: For the World’s End (6055 words). It’s also the first fic I wrote for this fandom.

Shortest fic: Red and White (89 words). It’s a poem written for the Ambarussa day of last year’s Fëanorian week.

Most hits: For the World’s End again. 800 hits at this moment.

Most kudos: And again it’s For the World’s End. 111 kudos at this moment. I guess people like reembodied angsty Maedhros.

Most comment threads: It’s Light’s Out of Sight, part 2 of my Fingon stays alive canon divergence AU. 16 comment threads.

Most bookmarks: To no one’s surprise, it’s For the World’s End. 22 bookmarks.

Total word count: It’s just 41.400. If I counted my fics for other fandoms, it would probably be over 250.000, but I have no desire to go back and check, sorry.

Favourite fic I wrote: This is hard! Do I have to choose one? No, I don’t. I’ll choose three. I’m gonna say:

- Bricks, it’s a kid fic about Caranthir and Turgon, written for the Caranthir day of last year’s Fëanorian week. I started writing it as soon as I saw the announcement for the Fëanorian week in January 2019. I’m very fond of it.

- Bitter, it’s a surprisingly fluffy fic about three times Maedhros and Fingon had dinner together.

- Jester, written for the Maedhros day of last year’s Fëanorian week and B2MeM 2019. Maedhros talks with Maglor and Fingon after the deaths of their respective fathers. 

Special mention to Tale of Wanderer, which is a poem. I’m definitely not a poet, so I surprised myself by making it as long as it is. Written for the Maglor day of last year’s Fëanorian week and B2MeM 2019. That was a good week for me as a writer. A good month really. I wish I could say the same for this year.

Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: Well, I do want to write more for my Fingon stays alive canon divergence AU series, which still doesn’t have a proper name. I have posted three parts and I have ideas for others. I just have to write them. Yeah. 

There’s also We Live a Lie, which is honestly more of an idea than a real fic about Arda Remade without Indis’s descendants. I probably won’t expand on it, but @venwe​ did. Check out her Lands Beyond, where Maedhros realizes that something’s wrong with their perfect world. 

I’d love to expand this snippet, a canon divergence AU, where Finwë stays in Tirion instead of going to Formenos with Fëanor, but I most likely won’t.

Share a bit of a WIP or a story idea you’re planning on: I have a few. First of all, the aforementioned canon divergence AU, which I have ideas for but not even a word written.

Something about Fingon and the children of Finarfin after the First Kinslaying. Not a word written.

I also want to write something about Finarfin. I have exactly two sentences written for it and it’s about Fingolfin :D

“Too much of a Noldo, that one,” Ingwion said after retreating Nolofinwë. Arafinwë never forgot that.    

A fic about Celebrimbor visiting his uncles pre-Sirion. It was supposed to be a Third Kinslaying fix-it, but it’s going to be canon-compliant. There’s no fixing the Third Kinslaying :/ Here’s a bit from it: 

“What about the King? Fingon. What about him? What would he think?”

“Tyelpë, that is enough,” Maglor said sharply.

Celebrimbor knew he was crossing a line, but he was ready for the consequences, he would bear them if it meant stopping the massacre. 

“Do you ever think about it, Lord Maedhros?” he asked. “Do you ever wonder what King Fingon would do? Do you ever think if he would regret saving you?” 

Maedhros looked at him. The flames were gone from his eyes. They were dark as a starless night. 

“The King is dead,” he said. The strength of his words broke over Celebrimbor, and he was almost knocked down by a wave of grief. “You cannot change anything, Tyelpë. It will be done.”

And a Maedhros on Thangorodrim fic, which I have been writing for almost a year? Maybe more? God, I’m slow. An excerpt from that fic (mention of injuries and hanging from a mountain):

Maedhros jolted and drew back. His legs folded, his feet trying and failing to find leverage. The rock behind him, sharp as broken glass, cut into wounds still unhealed.

“The elf saw a great rider on a silver steed, and he was afraid and yet drawn to him for he could perceive his immense power. But he needed not be afraid for the rider was not evil and his power was of light. Do you know who the rider was, Nelyo?”

Was he losing his mind? He looked around, searching for the speaker, as if it was possible that he could be here, somewhere on this mountain.

“Nelyo? Do you know who he was?” asked his grandfather Finwë’s voice.

“Oromë,” Maedhros croaked. His throat was parched. He wondered when it would rain again.

“Yes, it was Lord Oromë. Very good, Nelyo.”

A familiar gentle hand caressed his head. Maedhros leaned into it without thinking. If he closed his eyes, he could almost believe that he was in his grandfather’s arms, in his palace in Tirion. If he tried really hard, he could feel the golden warmth of the waning Laurelin on his hair, as he listened with rapture to the stories he knew by heart. He could hear his grandfather’s slow and steady heartbeat as clearly as he had ages ago, when he had been a child, Finwë’s only grandchild for a while. He used to put his ear over his grandfather’s chest and let the comforting thud lull him to sleep. He had been so content, basking in Finwë’s undivided attention.

If you’ve read up to here, thank you so much. I’m tagging @calendille, @amethysttribble​, @venwe​, @avantegarda​. I have more writer mutuals, but I’m too shy to tag them, so if any of you guys sees this, know that I thought about you and consider yourselves tagged. Seriously, I checked my Following list, but I’m just very socially awkward even online. 

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[squirrelmort]

To: @malicebertha (for some reason tumblr isn’t letting me tag you?)

For the @eah-exchange

Rating: G

Word count: 1723

Summary: Lizzie adjusts to Ever After with the help of her friends

on ao3 or keep reading:

Lizzie’s first day at Ever After High was one of the most stressful days of her life. She had never expected to go to this school. She was still not over the escape from Wonderland. She had assumed it would be temporary--everyone assumed it would be temporary. But nobody seemed to know howto fix Wonderland. And so it was decided she and her fellow Wonderlandians would attend Ever After High until they found a solution, even though nothing in Ever After made any sense. School more than one day a year? Doors that stay put? Hallways that don’t move? How was she supposed to find anything?

Definitely the worst part of school was being separated from her friends. It was bad enough that Alistair and Bunny had not escaped, but she was not allowed to room with Kitty or Maddie. While she had technically been living with the White Queen since the escape from Wonderland, she actually spent most nights at the Mad Hatter’s with Maddie and Kitty. She asked to room with them. She demanded to room with them. She begged to room with them. But Headmaster Grimm refused. Something about how she should learn to fit in with the Ever After High students.

Which brings her to the first day of school. Her belongings had already been placed in the room she would be sharing with Duchess Swan. Maddie ran off to find Raven, leaving Lizzie and Kitty. Not wanting to be separated, Lizzie grabbed Kitty’s hand as they entered the building, her mom’s deck of cards in the other hand. Lizzie was so busy staring curiously at everything around her she almost didn’t notice a girl coming up to greet her.

“You must be Lizzie Hearts! I’m Darling Charming,” Darling said, offering her hand. Lizzie stared at it for a moment before reluctantly releasing her hold on Kitty to shake. “And you are… oh.” Lizzie didn’t have to look to tell that Kitty had disappear. “Does she do that often?”

“All the time,” Lizzie answered.

“Fascinating. Is this normal in Wonderland?”

Lizzie was starting to feel very uncomfortable with the way Darling stared at her. “I don’t do it.”

“Amazing. I can’t wait to learn more about Wonderland. The magic, the secrets…”

“Secrets?” Kitty asked, taking hold of Lizzie’s hand.

“Did I say secrets? I mean wonder. Wonderland sounds so… wonderful. I should go.” Darling hurried off. Lizzie and Kitty looked at each other.

“What was that about?” Kitty asked.

“I haven’t a clue. Where were you?”

“Missed me?” Kitty grinned. “Just tying that boy’s shoes together.”

“Is that the best you can do?”

“I’m just warming up. Look, I think something’s going to happen!” Kitty pointed, and Lizzie looked. She watched the boy begin to trip over his shoes, only to turn into a frog before he hit the ground. “This place is weird…”

Lizzie sighed. “There’s a wet floor sign up there. How about that?”

“I’ll need a distraction.”

“I can do that.” Lizzie watched Kitty disappear. She took a deep breath before stepping forward. “You are in my way. Off with your head!” She yelled.

“I’m sorry--”

“You are pardoned, for now!” Lizzie strode forward, nose in the air, aware that all eyes were on her. Students parted before her until she reached the water fountain.

The familiar Cheshire smile appeared beside Lizzie, shortly followed by the rest of Kitty. “Thanks for the tip, Princess,” she said, reaching for Lizzie’s hand.

“What kind of Wonderland royal lets her subjects have all the fun without her?”

Before Kitty could reply they heard a scream and a thud, followed by several people rushing to check on the student who slipped on the wet floor. Lizzie giggled softly.

………

Lizzie was excited to spend fall break with Kitty and Maddie. She still spent plenty of time with Kitty, but between her croquet practice and Maddie’s student council duties, they didn’t get to spend nearly enough time together. Finally they could spend all day hanging around the tea shop or wandering around Book End, and stay up late sharing riddles and reminiscing about Wonderland. It was a much needed break from trying to fit in with the Ever After High royals. And she really had tried; she hung out with the other royals, became captain of the croquet team, went on a date with Daring, and even learned to shout less often. But it didn’t always work. The royals didn’t understand her, Daring moved on to other girls, and the occasional Wonderland yell still escaped.

But no need to think about that now! Nothing but tea and friends and Wonderlandiful fun all week. A chance to spend time with the only people who understood her.

“You went on a date with Daring?!” Maddie exclaimed. “That why you two had that fight?” It was the first night of break and the three of them were up in Maddie’s room.

Lizzie blushed and buried her face in her hands. “It’s so embarrassing.”

“Glad you’re finally over him,” Kitty said.

“Thank you for helping me realize how wrong he was,” Lizzie said to Kitty. Kitty beamed. “Now, can we talk about something else?”

“Fine. Have you given any thought as to who your future king of hearts will be?” Kitty purred. Lizzie rolled her eyes.

“I’ve decided to wait until I get back to Wonderland to worry about romance… I hope that’s soon.” Lizzie looked down, playing with the hem of ther skirt.

“Me, too! I forgot my favorite teapot.” Maddie pouted. “And I miss Alistair and Bunny…”

Kitty’s smile wavered. “Enough! We’ll figure out the curse and be back in no time. New topic!”

“Ok,” Lizzie smiled. “You two don’t have any princes in your future. Anyone catch your eye?”

“Nope!” Maddie shrugged. “But I’m not worried about my future as long as I have tea and hats.”

“Everyone from Ever After is so boring,” Kitty said. Her smile was back with full force as she stared at Lizzie. Lizzie found herself staring back. “I would prefer someone from Wonderland.” Maddie looked between them and smiled.

“I’m going to grab cookies,” she said and scurried out the door.

“Thank you,” Lizzie said. Kitty cocked her head to the side.

“For Daring?”

“Yes. And for rescuing me during the escape.”

Kitty shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

“No, it isn’t. You could’ve escaped without me.” Lizzie held Kitty’s gaze.

“I couldn’t leave the princess behind.”

“The Cheshires aren’t known for their sense of duty to the crown.”

“Maybe I want to make my own choices,” Kitty replied, moving closer.

“Maybe I should, too,” Lizzie said. She glanced at Kitty’s lips, and took a deep breath, trying to build up the courage to close the gap. Do it, she told herself. What’s the worst that could happen?

Lizzie didn’t have to find out. Instead, Kitty leaned the rest of the way in, and gently kissed Lizzie. Lizzie heard a giggle from the doorway and turned to see Maddie holding a plate of cookies. Her face turned as red as the heart over her eye.

“So much for romance waiting until we return to Wonderland,” Kitty purred.

Lizzie cleared her throat. “Well, I can’t let you date one of these Ever After kids. After all, what kind of Wonderland royal lets her subjects have all the fun without her?”

Kitty helped herself to one of the cookies.

………

“I don’t get it. The wickets stay put?” Alistair asked. Lizzie was teaching Alistair and Bunny about Ever After croquet in Wonderland Grove while waiting for the tea to boil.

“And you use these balls instead of hedgehogs?” Bunny inspected her ball with suspicion.

“I even offered to provide my own hedgehogs, but they said that was against the rules,” Lizzie explained.

“That makes it a completely different game!” groaned Alistair.

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never get used to this place,” Bunny sighed.

“Well, no challenge has defeated us yet, Bunny. And this time with have Lizzie, Maddie, and Kitty to help!” Lizzie and Maddie nodded, while Kitty continued sleeping on her tree branch. Suddenly, a whistling came from Maddie’s hat, interrupting their conversation.

“Tea’s ready!” Maddie pulled a large teapot (retrieved from Wonderland) and stack of cups from her hat and began to pour the tea while the rest took their place. Kitty yawned and stretched before disappearing from her tree and reappearing in the seat next to Lizzie. Waiting for her tea, Lizzie couldn’t help but think about what Bunny said. It seemed like just yesterday Lizzie was wondering how she could ever get used to Ever After; in fact, she still feels that way most of the time. Seeming to sense Lizzie’s worry, Kitty grabbed her hand and squeezed.

“Bunny, you have no reason to worry about getting used to Ever After. Everyone is really nice,” Maddie said once the tea was served.

“And we have this grove if you get homesick,” Lizzie added, taking a sip of her tea.

“Thanks,” Bunny smiled. “I’ll be fine. Besides, I can always go home for a bit if I want, now that the portals are open!”

“Right,” Lizzie murmured into her teacup. In the excitement of the curse over Wonderland being lifted she had nearly forgotten the whole point of the curse was so that she could go home. “We can leave.” Lizzie looked around at her friends. Of course she couldn’t expect Maddie to go; she had plenty of Ever After friends, and her dad still ran the tea shop in Book End. And Alistair and Bunny wanted to stay; they were always looking for a new challenge. Which left her and Kitty…

“I’ll go wherever my princess goes,” Kitty said, her trademark grin firmly in place. Lizzie noticed everyone else was watching her. She laughed. As much as she loved her mom and her homeland, she couldn’t leave her best friends forever after.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she replied, leaning in to kiss Kitty on the cheek, causing the other girl to blush in surprise. It wasn’t often that Lizzie could surprise Kitty. “What kind of Wonderland royal lets her subjects have all the fun without her?”

“Speaking of fun,” Alistair said, “I just got a new book of riddles from the library.” He pulled the book out of his bag and the girls cheered.

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