Hey ga(y)mers, welcome to this year’s AFTG Sapphic Big Bang!! Come join us for a lesbian filled (and fueled) collaboration event, where writers and artists team up to produce a fic with accompanying artwork
SCHEDULE:
SIGN UPS: 3 – 31 august
PROMPT APPLICATIONS FOR WRITERS: 1 – 7 september
PROMPT SELECTION FOR ARTISTS: 10 – 17 september
MATCHES POSTED: 20 september
50% CHECK IN: 15 october
FINAL HAND IN: 1 november
POSTING PERIOD: 15 – 30 november
What is a big bang?
It’s a collaboration challenge between writers and artists to produce a written fic with accompanying artwork. This event will be run on tumblr, discord and AO3. All updates will be posted here and on discord, and the fics will be hosted on AO3.
All created works will need to be made for sapphic pairings, such as canon female characters (e.g. Laila/Catalina) or trans and 'gender swapped' characters (e.g. fem!Andreil, Renee/trans!Jean)
How it works
Writers sign up to write a minimum of 5,000 words (no maximum). You get a few months to work on the story, and about halfway through, you need to submit a rough draft (outlines can be included). When you sign up, you’ll be asked to create a short summary of your idea. These summaries get posted up anonymously and artists will be able to claim a story to create art for. Once writers and artists are matched up, they’ll receive each other’s contact details so that the writer can send their artist a copy of their WIP and they can collaborate from there. Artist and writer pairs will pick a date together to post their work in the posting period. When posting time comes, works will be hosted on AO3 in the AFTG Sapphic Big Bang collection; art can be posted separately on the artist’s platform of choice, or embedded into the fic. There will be more information on posting nearer the time.
Who can sign up?
This event is open to anyone who wants to create more sapphic fanworks in the AFTG fandom! As well as writers and artist, we're always on the lookout for beta readers and cheerleaders.
Hey ga(y)mers, welcome to this year’s AFTG Sapphic Big Bang!! Come join us for a lesbian filled (and fueled) collaboration event, where writers and artists team up to produce a fic with accompanying artwork
SCHEDULE:
SIGN UPS: 3 – 31 august
PROMPT APPLICATIONS FOR WRITERS: 1 – 7 september
PROMPT SELECTION FOR ARTISTS: 10 – 17 september
MATCHES POSTED: 20 september
50% CHECK IN: 15 october
FINAL HAND IN: 1 november
POSTING PERIOD: 15 – 30 november
What is a big bang?
It’s a collaboration challenge between writers and artists to produce a written fic with accompanying artwork. This event will be run on tumblr, discord and AO3. All updates will be posted here and on discord, and the fics will be hosted on AO3.
All created works will need to be made for sapphic pairings, such as canon female characters (e.g. Laila/Catalina) or trans and 'gender swapped' characters (e.g. fem!Andreil, Renee/trans!Jean)
How it works
Writers sign up to write a minimum of 5,000 words (no maximum). You get a few months to work on the story, and about halfway through, you need to submit a rough draft (outlines can be included). When you sign up, you’ll be asked to create a short summary of your idea. These summaries get posted up anonymously and artists will be able to claim a story to create art for. Once writers and artists are matched up, they’ll receive each other’s contact details so that the writer can send their artist a copy of their WIP and they can collaborate from there. Artist and writer pairs will pick a date together to post their work in the posting period. When posting time comes, works will be hosted on AO3 in the AFTG Sapphic Big Bang collection; art can be posted separately on the artist’s platform of choice, or embedded into the fic. There will be more information on posting nearer the time.
Who can sign up?
This event is open to anyone who wants to create more sapphic fanworks in the AFTG fandom! As well as writers and artist, we're always on the lookout for beta readers and cheerleaders.
Anyone interested in some Abby/Betsy for the @aftgsapphicbigbang? You may also find crumbs of Mary/Kayleigh and David/James/Adi if you click…here!
It was a joy and a struggle to write this fic, and the first chapter is an author’s note talking about my experience writing it and my inspiration for it, as well as links to sources I used since this fic is historically-based.
I hope y’all love it 💕
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
my art for the @aftgsapphicbigbang <3 super last minute, and its no longer even october in my timezone, buy hooray to finishing it I suppose! 6 am is a wild time to be thinking about lesbians.
Thankyou to my dear @ajosm86 for bearing with me <4 who wrote the fic that goes alongside my art
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 12/12
Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Catalina Alvarez/Laila Dermott/Thea Muldani, Jean Moreau & Thea Muldani
Characters: Thea Muldani, Catalina Alvarez (All For The Game), Laila Dermott, Jean Moreau, Jeremy Knox, Ichirou Moriyama, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Thea Muldani POV, Alternate Universe - Future, Professional Exy (All For The Game), Professional Exy Player Thea Muldani, Alcohol, Clubbing, Girls Kissing, Polyamory, Mentioned Riko Moriyama, coffee shop date, Study Date, Misunderstandings, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Fingerfucking, Face-Sitting, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Partners, Cuddling & Snuggling, Spooning, Subspace, Racism, Misogyny, Emotional Baggage, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, PTSD, Thea Muldani has PTSD, Anxiety Attacks, Love Confessions, Homophobia, Biphobia, Lesbophobia, Minor Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Extremely Dubious Consent, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Controlling Behavior, past Ichirou Moriyama/Thea Muldani, Past Abuse, Bruises, Face Slapping, Blackmail, Past Kevin Day/Jean Moreau, Past Kevin Day/Thea Muldani, Happy Ending
Summary:
Finally done and ready to post my fic for the @aftgsapphicbigbang!! Big thanks to @sirfatcat-mccatterson for beta-ing and making sure this thing is understandable to WoT fans and those uninitiated in equal measure, and the BIGGEST thanks to @sturmdunkel for making some really fucking cool art for this fic.
Read on Ao3
Tags: M, Graphic Depictions of Violence; Catalina Alvarez/Laila Dermott, Background Jeremy/Jean; Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Wheel of Time AU, Friends to Lovers, References to Abuse, Mage!Cat, Mage!Laila, No prior knowledge of WoT needed to enjoy the lesbians
Summary:
Cat may not be very happy with the current state of her life, but after losing her best friend a few months ago, she is finally getting back on her feet. That is until an old aquaintance inserts herself into the prisoner transport that Cat has been tasked with guarding by the sisterhood of mages that they are both a part of. When an ambush leaves them stranded in the middle of nowhere, Cat and Laila have to find a way to work together despite their long and difficult history to make their way back home — and maybe even figure out how to rekindle a relationship they had both thought a lost cause.
Excerpt:
Stretching her arms above her head as far as they would go, Cat yawned and then tried not be concerned about how exhausted she already was only a few days into their long journey back. It was the monotony, the sitting in one place for hours and channeling the same simple weave, that had left her tired. Some diversion and some rest, and she’d feel brighter already — until it was her turn again to sit guard tomorrow. These hours of numb repetition reminded her of her days as a novice, back when she had been studying to become and Aes Sedai, except that the stakes were higher now. Cat had no interest in going back to those earlier days at the White Tower, but the constant threat of death and the abysmal company in which she traveled left a lot to be desired.
She shook herself loose from those thoughts, then reached out once more for the One Power, weaving its threads into a knife this time. The weapon was solid and heavy in her hand, the metal cold against her bare skin, and she gave it an experimental twirl before letting it dissipate again. Already she felt more like herself, the power at her fingertips a sharp blade and not the blunt wall of the shield, and as long as she could cling to it, the next month or so that it would take them to reach the White Tower in Tar Valon would pass in a blink.
She cracked her fingers once, briefly massaged the stiff muscles in her neck, and then forced herself to keep walking. She’d head to bed soon, granting her body the rest it was clamoring for, but there was something else she had to take care of first.
They had set up camp for the night in a half circle around a natural cave that had formed in the hills. The cave they had used as a makeshift prison, and so the Warders had set their fire up on the far side of the clearing, where they would not be in the way of Aes Sedai business. It made avoiding the light of their fires difficult now as she headed away from the cave, but slipping past the tents and keeping to their shadowy sides still got her where she wanted to go.
Or, rather, it would have. She had made it halfway past the circle of warriors, doing her best to ignore their relaxed laughter and the ache it fanned in her heart, when she heard footsteps behind her. She paused, but the footsteps continued — light and headed unmistakably in her direction.
Without hesitation, Cat wove her knife again and whirled on her shadowy pursuer, putting the blade to his throat before he could put his hands on her.
“Light!” the shadow yelped and stumbled backwards, hands raised in innocence.
Cat kept the tip of her blade pointed at him, but exhaled in relief as she noted the way she could just make out the shifting colors of his cloak in what little moonlight made it past the clouds tonight. She couldn’t place his face, but there were too many Warders in this camp that were strangers to her to make her concerned about that. When the man didn’t move towards her again, she dropped the knife and relaxed her battle stance.
The Warder put a hand over his heart. “I’m sorry. I’m so used to Laila knowing exactly where I am at all times that I forget that doesn’t apply to all of you Aes Sedai.”
Cat regretted not having cut the man when she had the chance. She had little interest in dealing with any Warder tonight — or any of her Aes Sedai sisters, for that matter — but least of all this man, Prince Jeremy of Andor, Warder to Laila Sedai. There were only two other Warders that sat even lower on her list of people she could tolerate at the moment. And then, of course, the two sisters those three had sworn to protect.
She forced herself to let go of her weave and said: “Perhaps the two of you should seek more human company, then. Most people don’t like being ambushed in dark corners.”
It was supposed to be rude and dismissive, but the Warder just shrugged her off like it was nothing. “Perhaps this would be made easier by people not sneaking around dark corners,” he replied.
Cat inhaled deeply, smoothed down the fabric of her pants, and decided, instead of searching for a truth worth replying with, to simply turn on her heels. She had no patience to deal with whatever he had decided needed her attention. If it required an Aes Sedai, he could just wake the one he’d bonded himself to.
Unfortunately Jeremy didn’t seem to understand her dismissal. With a huff, he jogged to catch up before falling into step beside her.
“I just finished my shift shielding our prisoner from the One Power. Whatever you want, seek another Aes Sedai or wait until the morning.” She cringed at the implicit promise in that phrasing. “I need rest.”
“Except this isn’t the way to your tent, is it, Catalina Sedai?”
Cat froze and clenched her jaw. The camp was small and there weren’t that many places to go. The path she’d taken wound in a similar direction as the one leading her towards her bed, especially if she tried to avoid the Warders’ fire like she was, but admitting to that would be worse than the detour she had decided on taking halfway through the long hours channeling the same mind-numbing shield.
Before she could decide which truth to allow her sister’s Warder to drag out of her, Jeremy turned to her with a brilliant smile that some other woman probably found charming.
“I’ve been meaning to talk to him, too. But Laila said if I wanted to, I’d have to do it on my own time. So—” he held out his arm— “Mind if I accompany you?”
Cat wasn’t sure of what words would leave her mouth if she actually tried to answer that question, so instead she strode past him, making sure to knock his arm to the side as she did. “Try not to get in my way.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I am lucky to work on art for the fic by amazing @angry-kid-with-no-money for @aftgsapphicbigbang . Recover from injury so only instruments are here but please give the fanfiction a read + love.
Genderbending fem!Nicky, fem!Erik, fem!Andrew, FtM!Aaron, MtF!Kevin [+ her name choice is so lovely 💘]
favorite quote:
A few kind words in the face of an unending wall of hatred were no permanent fix, Nicky had learnt that lesson enough times to know it was true, but cleaning her face, fixing her makeup, and dominating the stage with her presence so Kayleigh could feel comfortable being outgoing and just having a good time at the show? It was a good short-term solution.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Those first few singles are my favourites.” Erica admitted quietly, and Nicky seemed at a loss for what to say.
They stopped just before the entrance to the lobby, enjoying the peace and stillness for a little while more. Nicky turned to face her properly, one hand on the door but not opening it, just resting on the doorhandle, as if she might.
Standing this close, they were almost the same height, Erica found herself tipping her head up just slightly to meet Nicky’s eyes, although the difference might be a little more pronounced without her heels- she wanted to find out, and she was fairly sure that wasn’t a professional thought to be having. Nicky leaned closer to her, lifting her other hand to brush a few stray hairs out from Erica’s face for her, fingertips lingering against her cheek for longer than necessary.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Word Count: 21,547
Summary:
The first time Laila Dermott saw Catalina Alvarez, really saw her, was coincidentally the first game she'd started in the net as a Raven.
or, a raven!laila au where Cat and Laila meet playing for the same professional team
Notes:
This was done for the @aftgsapphicbigbang and I had so much fun doing it, even if it was fighting me with hammers the entire time. I was lucky enough to work with @strawberrysmi ! Big thanks to @/ALittleHereUhLittleThere (on ao3) for betaing and catching all the times I used the entirely wrong word to describe the situation!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Hannah Bailey/Kathy Ferdinand
Characters: Kathy Ferdinand, Josiah Smalls, Hannah Bailey, Louis Andritch, EAU Ravens
Additional Tags: Yuri, First Meetings, Fangirl behaviour from Hannah, ties into other bigger fic trust guys, tune of orange verse, josiah is going to throw tetsuji into conk crete, age gap, Older Woman/Younger Woman, The Tune Of Orange, Love Confessions
Summary:
Hannah Bailey has always been Kathy’s biggest fan, but has never got the chance to show how she truly felt about her. A once in a lifetime collaboration opportunity allows her to finally meet her idol in person!
