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Chapter 1 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 31 || Masterpost | AO3 Link | FF.net Link
Fandom / Genre: Nanatsu no Taizai (Seven Deadly Sins) / Canon-Divergent and Hurt/Comfort
Pairings: Meliodas/Elizabeth, Zeldris/Gelda, Meliodas & Zeldris & Elizabeth & Gelda
Overall Story Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, Canon-typical violence, Canonical character death, Canon temporary character death, Cursed characters, Lmk if I need to add anything else!
Chapter Warnings: N/A!
Story Summary:
Eternal…
life.
reincarnation.
silence.
and chains.
For 3,000 long and painful years, these four have been doing all they can to lift their curses. They have failed, again and again and again. With only a sliver of hope left, they try once more.
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Or, what if Zeldris accepted Meliodas’ offer to go with him 3,000 years ago?
"Well, she's intent on lying for now, so I guess you, me, and Gelda are on guard duty until further notice," Meliodas declared as he trudged down the stairs into the main floor. "It doesn't seem like she's too keen on using her explosions, even if she could blast off those cuffs easily. So we should be good for a while."
"You're certain Lady Gelda will be alright watching over Guila alone?" Elizabeth asked as Meliodas joined her and Zeldris at the bar, where Elizabeth had been practicing sign with Zeldris.
Zeldris hummed. "She should be fine. But, I'll probably join her soon. I doubt Guila knows sign, and I think it'd be a good way to annoy her."
She tilted her head. "Annoy her?"
"There's a lot of ways to get information out of people," Meliodas started, hopping over the bar to pour himself a drink. "Torture is the one most people imagine first, but I've never been a fan of that one, really." He grew quiet for a moment before shaking his head. "Interrogation is close behind, but it doesn't work as well unless you have blackmail, or use torture with it. And neither of those are actually efficient ways of getting information—you're more likely to get false facts, because they're just trying to get the pain to stop or keep a secret safe. The moment they get a chance, while you're verifying the information, they're slipping away.
"But, taking more passive methods yields better results. We can't just pamper her, that's too obvious and bribery only works if we know what she wants. We don't. But, we can wear down her walls. I doubt we can get her to trust us, but, if we can get her to the point where she's high strung on emotions, desperate to just leave because there's no other end in sight to being constantly annoyed… we can get the information we need."
"One of the ways we can do so is by utilizing sign," Zeldris took over. "She won't know what we're saying, because as far as I'm aware, while people can learn it in Liones, it's not often taught."
Elizabeth blinked slowly before nodding. "I… you're right, I had the opportunity but didn't learn it, I doubt Guila would have had the same opportunity. She wouldn't have been from any higher class families, I didn't recognize her name."
Meliodas snapped his fingers and pointed at her with a grin. "Right!" He tapped off a mug and settled at the bar. "It's just really, really annoying that this will be a much longer endeavor. We're gonna have to be even more careful, not just with making sure other Holy Knights don't come after us, but with keeping her in line."
"We'll need to get creative with it, that's for sure," Zeldris agrees. "But that's a problem we'll tackle as we go." He huffs and gives Meliodas an exasperated look. "King had a point about the Sacred Treasures, this would be so much easier if you still had yours."
"It would have?" Elizabeth asks, leaning back slightly as she glances between the brothers. Meliodas' expression shifts into a slight grimace. She's been having her doubts about King's words—Guila's accusation of his disloyalty and his own hesitancy to help them all fight her has left a bitter taste in her mouth. "I know Sir King made them sound incredibly powerful. And his certainly is, but would they really help with keeping Guila in line?"
"Mine likely would have," Meliodas admits. "Not necessarily because of the scale in power, though it would be useful… I wouldn't…" He looks away and Elizabeth furrows her brows when he falls silent for almost half a minute. Just when she's about to ask, Zeldris raps the wooden counter and Meliodas shakes his head, clearing his throat. "Lostvayne's core power was duplication, so you can see how it would make things with Guila a bit easier," Meliodas finishes with a wry smile.
"And you just had to go and sell it," Zeldris reminds with an eye-roll, which has Meliodas huffing.
"I didn't hear you objecting back then."
"That's because you did it when only Gelda was with you and ignored her signing you to stop the deal."
"Lies and slander," Meliodas waves as he looks back to Elizabeth. "See what I've had to deal with all these years? As if I'd ignore his wife, I'm not that stupid."
"The amount of times I've had to dodge fire aimed at you because you ignored Gelda begs to differ," Hawk pipes up from the stairs, the words following the gentle clop of Hawk's feet.
"Gelda just agrees with me that you'd make a really nice roast, that's all."
"She does not!" Hawk's voice squeaks in the middle as he trots up to the bar, glaring up at the blonde. "And anyway, don't you have burn scars proving my point?" Zeldris snickers as Meliodas blinks at Hawk.
"How do you know about those?" A moment beats by before he's whirling on Zeldris. "You did not."
"He would have found out at some point."
"He didn't tell me where," Hawk says at the same time. Elizabeth glances between the three as Meliodas accuses of Zeldris being a traitor, and Hawk counters the roasting jokes with more facts that apparently Meliodas didn't know he knew. She giggles along with them as their words fade more to the background, realizing this might be where Meliodas and Zeldris got their perspective on interrogations from.
She's not sure if she can use annoyance… but she does have some questions she wants answered, so maybe she can be a little bit of a pest until they decide to leave. Looking once more between the brothers and Hawk, their voices louder and Meliodas and Hawk more animated in their arguments, she slips away from the bar to the door.
-
King's still outside, hovering at the overhang staring up at the stars in silence. Elizabeth had heard from Hawk that apparently King was adamant on not sharing a room with Ban, the only other room really available, and had escaped to stay outside with Diane.
Elizabeth has no doubt he hears her coming outside, the light tap-tap tap-tap of her feet deafening in the quiet night. He doesn't say anything as she walks along the porch, coming to a stop and leaning on the railing just a few feet away from him. She starts by looking out across the ghostly hills surrounding Tala village, then up at the sky as well, tracking the few constellations Margaret loved to show her.
She felt her heart spike at the thought of her eldest sister, almost feeling how her thoughts began to stray into wonderings of how she was, where she was, before forcibly stomping down that path. Elizabeth swallowed and continued to stare up at the sky, glancing at the Sloth Sin to find him still in the air beside her. She let the seconds tick by and form into minutes, refusing to verbally get his attention. As the minutes drew on though, she made her scrutinizing more obvious, looking away less and less until she was outright staring.
Margaret would chide me for staring, she almost laughs to herself at the thought, biting her tongue to distract herself from the pang. Later, when she writes in her journal she can stew in those thoughts.
It's effective though, her quiet presence. She watches as King grows more tense, though whether it's stubbornness or an actual discomfort that keeps him from simply floating away or acknowledging her she doesn't know.
He breaks before she does, huffing and flipping over on Chastiefol, knuckles white as he grips the green fabric and stares her down. "Yes, Princess?"
Elizabeth pushes her luck, staying quiet for a few more heartbeats before answering. "I was curious about something, from earlier."
He takes a deep breath, and the way his hands relax looks forced, even to her. "About?" he prompts, cocking his head slightly.
"It was what Guila said, while we were in the Necropolis." Elizabeth looks away from him to stare down at the railing, tracing the wooden grooves. "You were working with the Holy Knights?"
"A mutual agreement…." King starts immediately, and glancing at him proves the frown his voice was already conveying. "They had information I needed, and I had what they needed."
"… Which was?" Elizabeth hedges after he lapses into another silence. King looks away from her, and it takes Elizabeth a moment to realize it's in the direction of Liones.
"Knowledge," he admits after another moment, turning his gaze back onto her. "Of the other Sins. The Holy Knights spent ten years trying to hunt most of them down, only to come up with nothing. When I showed up after— after… I guess they saw it as a perfect opportunity."
"You actually gave them information?"
King scoffs. "I mean, I had to, to ensure they kept up their end of the deal."
"You would betray your comrades like that—"
"I didn't betray anyone," King hisses, eyes narrowing and drifting closer to the ground. "Not anyone who didn't deserve it, anyways. And there was only one of us who did." His expression pinches and he looks away again. "At least, I was pretty sure he did."
Elizabeth crosses her arms, scratching at a healing cut on her bicep. What information did he give away? Who did he think was a traitor? Why would he change his mind?
"When you hesitated in the Necropolis… that's when you doubted yourself, isn't it?"
She watches the hostility slide off the fairy king's face, the way he curls around Chastiefol. "Why are you so curious all of a sudden?"
"None of it makes sense to me, is all. My father spoke so highly of all of you, how well you all worked as a team. I never thought that you'd ever— that any of you would hesitate to help one another, if what he said was true. Does it— did it have to do with how you became a Sin?"
King laughs. It's a sharp and short sound, almost startled, and such a contrast to his young boyish appearance. He follows the laugh with a huff. "You certainly insinuated it earlier."
"Was I right?"
His lips thin into a frown, and he gives Chastiefol a squeeze, twisting the fabric in his fingers. "You're persistent."
"I just want to trust you all." Silence falls around them again, and Elizabeth sighs, squeezing her own arms even tighter.
When King doesn't answer any of her questions, she tries a different tactic. "If you were communicating with the Holy Knights, then you know about what they've done to my family. Lady Gelda has assured me that none of you will hurt me, but I can't help but take the information that you were working with them and not lose faith in that promise. Not unless I get some clarification."
King slowly exhales and drifts even closer to the ground. "… And I don't know you well enough to trust you with the answers to your questions." He looks to the Boar Hat's door and tilts his head. "Even the Captain doesn't know. I…" he huffs, glaring at the ground.
Elizabeth bites her lip. "Do none of you know each other's… the crimes, that made you become Sins?"
"It's not that none of us know. We just… don't talk about them. I guess neither Zeldris or Gelda gave you the warning."
"He mentioned not asking Ban about what was wrong, this morning. But I wasn't aware of any taboo around asking about the crimes directly."
He tilts his head again, eyes flickering over her face as he considers her words. After another minute of silence, King relaxes his grip around Chastiefol. "If it's any assurance… I won't betray any of them now. I… I have a lot to think over, reexamine what I thought I knew. My 'hesitation' today originated from what I believed wholeheartedly before."
Elizabeth takes a deep breath, and offers King a small smile. "Then I'm sorry for what I said before, Sir King."
King returns her tiny smile with one of his own, and bows his head. "Already forgiven, Princess."
Hey farmers, it's that time of year again. We're so excited to be bringing back Rarepair Week! Some of the pairings that qualified as rarepairs last year don't even qualify anymore which is so cool. People are really showing up for their OTPs and challenging themselves with wild possibilities for pairings. Why don't you join the fun? ;D
~ FAQ ~
Can my farmer be included as a background character in the fic? Yes, we just aren't allowing OCs to be a part of the main pairing since this event is focused on pairing NPCs together.
What do I use when checking to see if my pairing is a rarepair? Just the ship tag, eg Alex/Elliott. No other filters, just the ship.
What if there's no relationship tag on AO3? Then congratulations, you are first in the tag, and this would count as a rarepair, as long as it fits the character criteria mentioned above.
My ship is in over 100 fics, but most of those are just in the background, can they still count as a rarepair? First of all, this sucks. We really wish there was a way to differentiate between main and background ship on AO3. Unfortunately since they're all under the same stat and there is no way for us to easily check, they would not count for this event.
Do I have to have something for every day? No, you can pick and choose, write them out of order, put them all into one fic, whatever you want to do!
Is there a word count limit? Nope, your entries can be as long or as short as you wish!
Is art welcome? Hell yes!
Can I use background characters? Yes, definitely. Travelling Cart Lady, Mona, Clara, Welwick… all welcome.
Platonic pairings? Platonic love is love, and is valid and welcome.
Can I write the same pairing all week? Yup, go for it.
What if my rarepair is established in canon, but has fewer than 100 fics? For the purposes of this event, any canon couple like Pierre and Caroline would NOT be considered a rarepair regardless of how few fics they have. That being said, if you want to add a person to the pairing and make it poly, that WOULD be a rarepair. Just note that all members of the poly should have equal importance to the story.
Are the flower dance pairings considered established canon relationships? They are not! So knock yourself out, just make sure they have fewer than 100 fics posted, since a lot of them are popular.
Do I need to post on the relevant day? Post your fics at anytime and we are happy to reblog, however if you want your work showcased on the day in our roundup posts you will need to join the Discord (see the pinned post for more info) and send your fic in to the submissions channel.
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Warnings/Content: Non-sexual intimacy, Lack of communication
Summary:
Waking up for yet another busy day, Arapaima gets caught off-guard with Alex seeming annoyed with him, even if he says he's fine. He drops it for the morning but, unable to stop thinking about it, heads back to the farm early in search of his husband to figure out what's wrong.
It helps when you talk about things, they both come to realize.
Arapaima had grown used to rising with the sun — he'd been doing it before even coming to Pelican Town, a habit built with taking up odd jobs around the beach that needed to be found early in the morning, or fishing trips that relied on using every bit of daylight to the fullest. Since coming to the valley, it certainly became harder, with how exhausting farm work was in comparison, but he liked to think he took the change a bit better than the others.
He was still growing used to sharing a bed with someone again, waking up curled around Alex or with Alex wrapped around him, and having to make sure he didn't disturb him too much. It rarely happened, as Alex was also an early riser and sometimes beat even Arapaima out of bed. He was surprised every time, but happy to see Alex up and about anyways, and they'd usually share breakfast before Arapaima had to go deal with his section of the farm and work on some of his and the other farmers' goals for the week. They'd recently discovered what Willy called Ginger Island and how in disrepair some of it was, and that had been eating at all of their time. So every moment with Alex, Arapaima cherished.
Today was one of the days Arapaima woke up with his arms circling a waist, face buried in soft brown hair. Taking a deep breath, Arapaima reveled in the warmth of his husband, not quite wanting to rise just yet. He was half tempted to go back to sleep, or pretend to just so he could stay cuddled against Alex for another hour or two. A crowing from outside, loud and shrill, made him flinch and he stifled a groan into the back of Alex's neck. A glance at the clock on their wall, and Arapaima sighed quietly, blinking the sleep from his eyes. He needed to get up.
He shifted carefully, slowly pulling his arm from under Alex, sitting up reluctantly and scrubbing at his face. He looked down at Alex and smiled slightly, watching as the light of the sunrise slowly filtered in and crept up Alex's face, painting him a golden hue.
Gently, Arapaima leaned down, brushing Alex's bangs away from Alex's face to press a kiss to his forehead.
He must not have been as gentle as he intended, because Alex's face scrunches up and he turns his head into the pillow, a low groan ripping from his throat. "Nnnghh… what is it?" he asks, turning back to look at Arapaima over his shoulder.
Arapaima smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. Gonna head out now, go back to sleep," he signed, carding a hand gently through Alex's hair.
Alex blinks at him before sighing heavily, eyes closing tight and turning back into the pillow. "Mmmmf… fine, see you…"
The tone is one Arapaima hasn't heard before — and he frowns, brow creasing as he stares down at Alex. Alex sounded almost… petulant. He wracks his brain, trying to figure out why Alex may sound like that but drawing up blank. Arapaima worries at his lip, staring at the back of Alex's head before slipping off the bed and rounding to Alex's side, wide awake himself now and crouching to get a better look at his husband.
He taps Alex's shoulder lightly, three times, and he watches Alex's face twist into one of mild annoyance — and okay, Arapaima did feel bad about not letting him sleep more but he would be thinking about the tone all day — before opening his eyes again.
"Yeah?"
"Something up?" Arapaima signed, eyes locked with Alex's, concern meeting a tired frustration.
Alex swallowed slightly and his eyes flicked away. When he returned them to Arapaima, the frustration had disappeared and he feigned a smile — Arapaima's concern only grew, seeing how the smile didn't reach Alex's eyes. "'m fine," he said quietly, the smile dropping as he seemed to realize Arapaima wasn't buying it. "Just… go get your breakfast and get to your work, I know you're busy today. I'll see you tonight."
"Are you sure? I can stay home, we can—"
"Just go, Paima. Promise, I am fine," Alex huffed, offering a more convincing smile and reaching out to pull Arapaima close, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. Arapaima let him, closing his eyes and melting into the kiss, and when Alex let him go he watched as Alex resettled into the pillows to supposedly go back to sleep.
Arapaima lingered anyway, but Alex didn't stir or say anything else, and reluctantly Arapaima got to his feet to get ready for the day. It felt more like going through the motions, and he grabbed a pack of field snacks and goat cheese instead of breakfast, too distracted for an appetite. He glanced in on Alex one last time, but Alex was still curled up in bed and breathing evenly, so Arapaima finally left to go meet the others.
-
They were skipping the island today, but Kali and Sour Patch had begged Aster and him to join them in the mines because they'd had the bright idea of accepting a challenge from Mr. Qi in that weird room the guy had on the island, and it had messed with the mines. Arapaima had wanted nothing to do with it, but when Kali and Sour Patch were both certain they'd need the help, he knew it was bad. They worked through their most pressing chores of the day before setting out to make the most of their time in the mines. Arriving revealed a blue hue to the caverns, and Aster borrowed a shield and rapier from Kali while Sour Patch gave Arapaima a slingshot armed with explosive ammo and a dagger just in case anything did get too close. And down into the depths they went — the elevator out of commission once again as they slowly worked their way down.
Arapaima was struggling to focus, even as he tried to keep the thought of Alex's words and tone this morning from his mind. He'd taken hits he usually wouldn't and not just because of whatever Mr. Qi had done to these creatures that made them stupidly strong and fast. It was enough for the others to notice, his work even sloppier than it usually was.
He flinched as he blasted a slime back a little too close to where Kali stood, and she jumped back to avoid the explosive, stumbling over a rock and just barely catching herself on the wall. Aster cursed under their breath just as the explosive truly went off, bracing their shield in front of Kali and themself.
"Think we can take a break," Sour Patch called, wiping sweat from its brow but only succeeding in smearing blue slime across its forehead. "You definitely need one," it said pointedly, head tilting to Arapaima. He rubbed his face before dragging his hand to the back of his neck, sighing heavily and nodding.
The climb back up was swift as they dodged whatever creatures they had missed on their first go-around, just aiming to get lower and collect resources. Breaching the surface once more was a relief, and Arapaima collapsed against one of the chests, sinking to the ground and hanging his head. He listened as the others climbed up, the silence palpable and he could feel the weight of their eyes on him.
Eventually, he heard Aster sigh heavily and plop down next to him. "Aight, spill, what's going on?"
Arapaima looked up, resting his head on his knees for a moment as he glanced to Aster, then the other two. Sour Patch was leaning against a furnace as Kali began loading it, arms crossed and looking at him expectantly.
"You're not usually this distracted, even in the mines," Kali added as she stood back up, dusting the coal off her hands. "Like, I know you usually hate it, but damn was that rough." Aster shot her a glare.
"Kali…" they huffed.
"No, no, she's right," he signed, stopping Aster from telling Kali off — he was well-used to now how blunt she could be, appreciated it most of the time. "I was screwing up a lot. Sorry. I just… this morning was weird, and I can't stop thinking about Alex."
Sour Patch's face scrunched up slightly — not quite in annoyance, but something more like confusion and reflexive disgust (which he was used to seeing on its face anytime he or Aster talked about their partners, and knew it wasn't personal). "Okay, I know when you guys first started… dating… and then got married, you were more distracted and, I dunno, that's understandable because you were in that honeymoon phase, but what's got you so messed up now?" Sour Patch asked.
Arapaima threw his hands up, frustration finally breaking across his face. "I don't even know! He just seemed… really annoyed this morning? He said he was fine but he didn't sound fine."
"I mean, you do get up early. Could be he didn't wanna get up just yet? I know Elliott can get pretty grumpy if I wake him up early on accident, and he doesn't really mean to be grumpy," Aster offered as explanation, but Arapaima was shaking his head before they could even finish.
"No, he… he's more of a morning person, but that… Even if it was just that, he would have said something. I don't…" his hands trailed off and he curled his arms around his knees, frowning at the ground and trying to think.
"And this change in attitude is coming out of nowhere?" Kali asked and Arapaima looked up at her as she leaned forward on one of the furnaces not currently lit, curling her arms over it. "Hard to think he'd suddenly act upset over nothing and not tell you. Obviously you know him better, but I never got petty energy from Alex. Haley maybe, but not him."
Arapaima's instinct was to say yes, this was coming out of nowhere, but he paused just before signing, dropping his hands and sitting up straighter as he thought. Had this come out of nowhere, or had he been missing something?
He looked back on their recent conversations — fewer than they were before they'd started visiting Ginger Island, and the four of them had needed to pick up various grinds to fix up that second farm and abandoned resort. Not to mention Mr. Qi giving them even more tasks, along with the sudden uptick in what some of the other townsfolk were asking for, or the new special orders being posted on the board. It wasn't strange now for Arapaima to come home once Alex was already in bed, and they'd have a quiet greeting and wake up together before Arapaima's day started all over.
Alex had mentioned recently on a rainy day that he'd spent his time carrying around the gridball, that "a guy can pretend." The sheepish laugh he had said it with had made Arapaima falter even then, but before he could really dwell on it and ask what Alex meant, Alex was already changing the subject and pulling Arapaima into bed.
His chest felt tight as he realized just how little time he had been spending with Alex lately and — more important to him — how often in that time, Alex was clearly unhappy with something but was doing his best to hide it, switching the subject quickly or insisting that he was fine when Arapaima did catch on.
"I…" he blinked, focusing on his friends again. Even Sour Patch was looking more concerned, standing straighter and its arms dropping, while Aster rested a hand on his shoulder and squeezed, and Kali tilted her head, an understanding dawning on her face.
"I say we call it quits today," she said, looking over to Sour Patch. "We made some progress and we still have four more days."
It looked conflicted, and Aster piped up. "I can stay if you guys want to keep going, should be fine with just us three."
"You guys are sure?"
Sour Patch was still frowning, glancing longingly at the ladder before sighing heavily and its face softening when it looked back to Arapaima. "Yeah, whatever's up with Alex and whatever you just realized, that's more important than this. Besides, I think you're just gonna be an even worse shot now until you can deal with everything." It tilted its head. "Would you be up for another mining trip Saturday?"
"… tentative yes," Arapaima signed, pushing himself up to his feet. He passed Kali the slingshot and Sour Patch the dagger, hauling his usual bag onto his shoulder. "Really okay I head out early?"
"We'll catch back up with you tomorrow morning," Kali said with a smile, hooking the belt of ammo around her waist.
"Maybe stop by Harvey's on your way," Aster piped up, also getting to their feet. "You did get a little banged up."
Arapaima knew they were right — he could feel his body aching, bruises already forming and cuts and bites from rock crabs and duggies littering his legs where they tore through his jeans. Much as he should probably visit Harvey, already he was planning on cutting through the mountain and patching himself up at home. He could stop by Harvey's tomorrow morning to make sure nothing was infected, he just—
"Maybe, see you guys later," he waved before turning out of the mines, breaking into a jog with energy he didn't think he'd have after a dip into the caverns.
-
Arapaima was bemoaning the lack of totems as soon as the farm came into sight, it felt like it took ages for the silos and fields almost ready for harvest to come into sight, and he slowed his pace if only so he wasn't completely dead to the world soon as he sat down anywhere with how his body was truly starting to feel the pain that came with multiple fucked explosions and taking hits from monsters.
He was greeted by Charlie and Jack first — the dogs perking up from the shade of the peach trees near a pond, where they loved watching Aster's ducks swim — and stumbled to catch them when they jumped, chuckling. He scratched their necks and ears a few times before easing them off. "Sorry boys, I'm busy right now," he signed, even if he knew they wouldn't understand fully. They did understand 'sorry' and took Arapaima trying to return home in stride, Jack giving one last lick to Arapaima's palm before his ears perked up and he was off, Charlie chasing after him.
Arapaima trekked across the cobblestone path to the center of the farm, rounding to where his house was pressed against the cliffside. He dropped his bag at the steps and looked around, not seeing Alex quite yet and wondering if he was inside.
Before he could take that first step up he heard a grunt from around the side of the house, a familiar sound that was followed by barely-audible and strained counts. Arapaima swerved around to the side of the house, where Alex had set up a workout area when he first moved in, and smiled slightly when he saw Alex, his eyes closed as he focused on his workout.
He watched Alex awhile, both because he didn't want to disturb his workout and because his husband just looked good, and Arapaima was not above checking him out and appreciating how his muscles bulged and shined with sweat. He looked enticing — and Arapaima had to shake any of those thoughts away, because now was time for a serious discussion, not sex.
Alex's counting eventually came to a stop and he set down the weights with a sigh, settling back onto the bench and rolling his shoulders. He didn't notice Arapaima at first as he grabbed his water, taking steady sips as he finally looked up and his eyes swept over the farm, passing by Arapaima at first before widening. Alex choked as his gaze returned to Arapaima and Arapaima panicked, rushing over as he hacked up water.
"Paima—! What— What are you—ack, fuck— doing here?" Alex coughed out, wiping at his mouth as Arapaima rubbed his back, slowly sitting up and taking deep breaths. Arapaima looked over him once more, no longer in appreciation but concern, making sure he wasn't gonna choke again. "Thought you were—" and now Alex bolted upright, twisting to get a better look at Arapaima. "What in the name of Yoba happened to you?!" he asked, getting to his feet and pulling Arapaima right along with him. "I— You— you should go see Harvey—"
"I'm fine," Arapaima signed as Alex began pulling him away from his workout station. "We have stuff here, I can patch up inside, I'll explain later. But— Alex, Alex look at me—" but Alex was still focusing on his injuries, which yeah, Arapaima knew they didn't look great, but they weren't that bad (that, or he was getting too used to getting hurt spelunking with the others, and he decided he could deal with that possibility and the anxiety that was undoubtedly gonna spark later), and Arapaima needed him to process what he was actually saying.
He twisted his arm that Alex was holding and tapped thrice at Alex's forearm, digging his heels in until Alex inhaled sharply and looked up, finally meeting his eyes. "I'll explain, promise. But I think we need to talk."
Alex hesitated. "Talk…? There's—" he cut himself off with a half-hearted laugh. "There's nothing we need to talk about."
Arapaima shook his head. "Yes, and I think you're trying to avoid it." Arapaima glanced away, biting his lip before sighing. When he looked back at Alex, he managed to tug his arm free and loop both around Alex's neck, pulling the man close and pressing their foreheads together. He heard Alex gasp slightly and he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Alex's lips, pulling back before it could really go anywhere. "Please, Alex?" he signed with one hand, bringing the other from around Alex's head to the front so he could cup Alex's cheek. "Please, can we talk?"
Alex swallowed, glancing between Arapaima's hand and his face before he deflated, his own arms wrapping around Arapaima. He nodded as he tucked his head into Arapaima's shoulder. "Fine, yeah… we can talk. But after we get you patched up."
"During," Arapaima nudged Alex away to sign, and Alex was about to protest, but— "Please, I don't— I don't want us to lose the subject this time."
Alex's lips thinned before he sighed, nodding once before using his arm around Arapaima's waist to steer them back to the house.
-
"So, what's so important you just have to talk about it before we patch you up?" Alex asked as he collected the first aid kit from under the sink, turning to Arapaima as he stripped off his pants and shirt so they could better clean and bandage the injuries. He frowned at Alex as he stepped into the bathtub.
"The first— that. I've started to notice, you sound… sometimes, it sounds bitter. Sometimes sad. Sometimes disappointed, or annoyed. And I want to know why. I have a guess, but I don't like assuming."
Alex blinked at him, hesitating before settling on the floor just outside the tub and beginning to run the water. "I'm not upset," he said almost automatically, before cringing at the look Arapaima gave him. "I— fine, yeah, I'm upset sometimes. But it's stupid, I— I shouldn't be taking it out on you."
"It can't be stupid if it's bothering you this much," Arapaima signed, reaching to tilt Alex's face his way. "What's wrong?"
Alex pulled Arapaima's hand away, taking a washcloth from their little stack and wetting it to begin wiping away the blood on Arapaima's arms and legs. Arapaima frowned but didn't try signing anything until Alex decided he was ready to answer. Alex focused on cleaning away the grime that always stuck after visiting the mines as he considered how to voice his thoughts.
"I do think it's stupid," he finally settled on, saying it quietly. "I just— I know you're busy, I knew you'd be even when we were married, I got a taste of it living here while we were still dating. But I… I don't know, it— recently, it's been harder to deal with. We used to spend a lot of time together, even when you got busy. And now…" He glanced up just once from his work, looking up at Arapaima through his bangs, and normally the look would make Arapaima melt, but all it did right now was make his heart squeeze. "And now I barely see you."
He took a shuddering breath, sitting up to turn off the water and discard the wet cloth to instead grab a dry one, dabbing off any excess water before he could apply disinfectant and salves. "I don't— I like living on the farm, and helping out around here. I do. But… it's not what I envisioned for myself, and it's not quite as fulfilling as before— as I expected it to be when I said yes."
His words hung in the air and Arapaima let them soak in, not wanting to get defensive — which was his first instinct, but that wouldn't be fair to Alex. Alex took in another deep breath, dipping fingers into one of the many salves each farmer kept on hand and began to spread it across Arapaima's skin, relief oozing into his agitated and scraped skin. Arapaima didn't feel it much, still considering Alex's words, both more painful than the wounds and ringing with a vulnerability that Arapaima didn't want to crush.
"You wanted to go pro," Arapaima signed eventually, deciding that was a good place to start.
"I mean, yeah…"
"Why did you stop trying?" he asked, tilting his head. "I— we," Arapaima amended, because Alex helped not just him but the others, too. "We all appreciate your help, but I didn't… I don't know why you stopped trying to achieve your dreams."
Alex looked down with a frown. "… I don't know." He put the medicine away and grabbed the bandages, hauling himself up to the edge of the tub and pulling Arapaima up to sit next to him. "I guess I figured it wasn't as realistic, and it's not— I don't regret marrying you, please don't think that," Alex rushed to say, setting the bandages on his lap to cup Arapaima's face in his hands. Arapaima wasn't sure what his face looked like, but that Alex caught on— his heart was still aching with every word and the thought had crossed Arapaima's mind. "I don't regret it," he repeated, quieter, leaning closer.
"Going pro… I… I'd love to do it, but— it— I'd feel awful, knowing that instead I could be here helping you and the others with the farm. And I— when we were dating, I realized I didn't mind settling down on the farm, doing this kind of work is harder than I expected some days but it's rewarding in its own ways. And, doing this, I— we can still see each other. If I try going pro now, we'd really have no time together at all."
Alex's hands lingered on Arapaima's cheeks a second more before he dropped them with a sigh, picking the bandages back up and starting on Arapaima's arm. Once again Arapaima absorbed his words, watching as Alex wrapped his arm before shifting back so he could begin on his legs. Alex worked in silence and Arapaima wanted to wait until they were finished, so he could sign without Alex needing to divide his focus further. It gave him time to also figure out how he wanted to continue.
He sighed heavily as he finished wrapping the last of Arapaima's injuries, putting the remaining bandages away and getting to his feet. Arapaima followed suite, but before Alex could go far he spun Alex around, backing him into the bathroom counter, drawing his attention away from the first aid kit. He nudged Alex to sit on top of the counter, tapping at his thighs before resting his hands on the counter and looking down at Alex expectantly. Alex hesitated before complying, lifting himself up.
"I'm sorry, Alex," Arapaima began, settling between Alex's thighs. "I— You saying you knew I'd be busy… I… this isn't the life I promised you, and it's not your fault it doesn't reach your expectations. It's mine. We— We've been focusing a lot, on different projects, way more than we have before. A lot of the farm has been automated, with sprinklers and feeders, so we have more time for other things and have taken on a lot." He paused in his signing to cup Alex's cheek in one hand, caressing underneath Alex's eye gently, feeling the roughness of his callouses catch on smooth skin, but Alex was leaning into the touch and tilting his face to press his lips to Arapaima's palm, eyes not leaving Arapaima's.
"What I should have done, was use more of that time to spend with you. It's not fair to you."
"That's not—"
"It isn't fair," Arapaima repeated firmly. "You're worried about not being able to spend much time with me if you go pro, but what am I doing with spending all my time doing all these other things?" he asked. Arapaima took a deep breath, feeling it tremble slightly, and realized he himself was shaking a little. He shook his head. "I— we don't need to rush these projects. We shouldn't be rushing them like this."
"…" Alex's hands lifted from the counter to wrap around Arapaima's shoulders, settling in a clasp around Arapaima's neck, fingers tracing gentle, small circles into Arapaima's nape. "I don't understand," he admitted quietly.
"I want to spend more time with you, like I should have already been doing. I should have been making time for you, and I'm sorry I wasn't," Arapaima explained, leaning in to press a kiss to Alex's cheek, then the corner of his mouth, innocent and lingering before he pulled away slightly. "As for you going pro… do you still want to do it?"
Alex blinked down at him, brows furrowing. "I mean, yes…"
Arapaima smiled up at Alex. "Then why don't you try?" he asked. "Putting aside the worry we won't have time together, is there anything else stopping you?"
He watched as the athlete considered his words, worrying at his lip in thought. Then Alex was shaking his head, slowly at first before he paused, then more resolutely shook it. "No, I don't— nothing else would stop me…"
"Will you try? For me?" Arapaima asked, tilting his head and softening his smile. "We can work around our schedules, and— well, Sour Patch takes online classes still, I'm sure if we need, we can do video calls anytime you can't stay at home. I have a more flexible schedule than you do, I can work around your schedule."
"I can't— the others, your guys' routines? The— you guys have been rushing for a reason."
"Can adapt," Arapaima signed while sighing. "And we have, but I can go tell that reason to fuck off." Alex startled at the words, and Arapaima leaned closer to press his face against Alex's chest, deflating under the weight of Alex's arms. He tilted so Alex could continue seeing his signs. "The deadlines don't actually exist, they're just self-imposed timelines one blue asshole has encouraged. The only deadlines are his little tasks, which I am barely interested in. I can pull back a bit, and see about getting the others on board."
"You don't… you don't have to do that for me," Alex mumbled, leaning his head on Arapaima's, searing the words into Arapaima's temple.
"Alex, I want more time with you. I want you to be happy with your life. And… I think it'd be good for everyone." He pressed a small kiss to Alex's jaw.
Alex was quiet for a minute, arms curling tighter around Arapaima and hands shifting to his hair, stroking through the strands slowly. "… Then… Yeah, I want to try going pro. If we can still spend more time together, I'd love to try."
"I promise," Arapaima signed as he pulled away, "I'll make more time for you. And, I'll always be here, cheering you on." He grinned, a mix of cheeky and fond that got a quiet laugh from Alex. "I'm proud of you."
Alex's cheeks dusted red and he ducked his head before reeling Arapaima in for a proper hug, wrapping his legs around Arapaima along with his arms, and Arapaima was happy to curl into the embrace, his own arms wrapping around Alex and squeezing him tight. Alex hummed as he buried his face in Arapaima's hair, cuddling closer.
Arapaima closed his eyes, nuzzling into Alex's throat and breathing him in, the familiar scent his heart recognized as purely Alex washing over him. He felt lighter, in a way he hadn't realized he had been missing in days, chest easing as a weight melted away. Arapaima drew back slightly, bringing his hands up to cup Alex's face between them, stroking his cheeks once more, watching Alex's eyes blink open and feeling a warmth envelop him as they settled on him, content and excited and adoring all swirling in those green eyes he loved. Arapaima smiled gently when Alex leaned down to press their foreheads together, watching his eyes flutter shut before slowly opening again, as if he also didn't want to look away — didn't want to break the quiet comfort that was blanketing them.
He drew one hand away to sign, "I love you, Alex."
Alex breathed in shakily, pulling Arapaima closer once again to tuck his head into Alex's shoulder, lips pressing to Arapaima's temple. He felt more than he heard the words Alex mumbled in return. "I love you, Arapaima."
Alex is lamenting about how little he reads and thinks himself lesser because of it. Arapaima refuses to let a friend talk themself down like that.
Alex startles when there's a knock on his door, turning as it opens a little. He relaxes when Arapaima pokes his head in, and smiles, but he can't quite find it in himself to muster the excitement he usually feels to see his friend.
"Oh, hey Paima. Come on in." Alex tilts his head in a welcoming gesture, stuffing his hands into his pockets while Arapaima slips inside and closes the door behind him. Alex frowns again at his bookshelf, lined with books he's never touched. Most of them were gifts over the years—and some of them he knows were meant to be insulting, but he kept them anyway because he knew he'd never get around to actually reading them.
Arapaima settles next to Alex and places a hand on his shoulder, tapping thrice when Alex sighs. Alex glances at him. "Something wrong?"
"Ah- no, not really." But Alex can't help but sigh again, turning away from the shelf so he can look at Arapaima. He leans back against the wood and takes a hand out of his jacket to rub at his neck. "It's just… all these books, and I haven't read any of them. Not a single one."
The young fisherman hums quietly, his eyes flitting over the bookcase before returning to Alex. "So?"
"Well… what if that's a problem? I mean… it feels like now you need to know everything to get anywhere in life. To get a decent job, to travel… can't make a name, a life for yourself if you don't know anything." Alex slumps down to the floor, resting his head against the wood. Arapaima frowns at him, slowly lowering himself to the floor as well and shuffling so their knees touch. Alex laughs humorlessly. "I'm basically worthless…"
He doesn't know where that comes from, it almost startles Alex, the words slipping from his mouth. He doesn't know why he tells Arapaima this. It's just…
What worth does he have in this world if he's not smart? Being strong isn't enough anymore. He knows this.
A sharp pain explodes in his forearm and he jerks away, hissing as he whips his head up and rubs the sore spot. His eyes are already narrowed when he looks at Arapaima. "What the fuck was—"
Arapaima's glaring at him, far more hostile than Alex is certain he's ever been looked at. The stare simultaneously makes him feel chided and furious. Before he can try saying something again for the pinch — and fuck if Arapaima didn't just bruise him like it was nothing — Arapaima's hands are moving.
"Don't say that about yourself," Arapaima signs. "You're a lot of things, Alex, but you're not worthless."
Alex roles his eyes, still soothing the sore spot on his arm. He looks down at where the sting is as he says: "Oh, yeah? Then what am I?"
Fingers hook under his chin and tilt his head up, and Alex glares again. But the anger on Arapaima's face has dissipated a little, and when Alex tries to look away again he taps his cheek three times and tilts Alex's face towards him again.
"You're strong," he begins. "You're kind, determined, resilient. You're smart."
"No I'm not," Alex huffs.
"You are!" Arapaima reaches out to grasp Alex by the shoulders, getting to his knees and giving Alex a slight shake. "You were the first person to learn sign here."
Alex frowns. "Vincent learned before me. And Willy—" Arapaima shakes his head.
"Willy travels and had Deaf friends before. Vincent could pick up signs easily because children learn languages easier, but it took a while until he was able to get a teacher and actually learn. You started learning before him."
"That doesn't make me smart, or anything though! Anyone can learn it, and it'd be dumb as hell to not learn it when you only sign." Alex scoffs, "I wasn't going to rely on the other farmers to constantly translate for you."
"You also know a lot of anatomy. You know exactly which muscles you're exercising when you workout."
"Lots of people know anatomy too. You know a lot of it—"
"Lifeguard training."
"—and Kali and Sour Patch also know a lot of it. Nevermind Dr. Harvey and Maru also knowing all sorts of anatomy."
Arapaima huffs this time, rocking back to sit on his heels. "Harvey and Maru are the town doctors. Sour Patch just likes learning as much as it can about anything, they are an anomaly. And Kali was in med school for a while but ditched it because it wasn't for her. None of those are normal people."
Every time he speaks, it feels like he's grasping at straws with Arapaima here. Why doesn't he just understand that he's wrong? Alex isn't— there's no way he's smart. But with each defense Arapaima gives to why he is Alex struggles to refute it and… and part of him doesn't want to. But it still— it doesn't feel believable. Even with Arapaima getting so heated about Alex's supposed intelligence. Which… which is odd.
Alex sags back, looks up at Arapaima through his bangs. "Why are you so mad about this?" He doesn't think he's seen Arapaima so mad over something, now that he thinks about it. There was the one time Penny had tried helping Grandpa and gone about it… in not the best way, and any time someone made a rude comment about Sour Patch's more [lascivious] lifestyle. But this felt beyond even those instances. "It's not like I'm insulting you. You're ridiculously smart, both book-wise and survival wise. And don't try to deny it, you've gone on enough rants about fish for me to know."
"For starters, I don't like people insulting my friends." Alex opens his mouth and Arapaima shakes his head. "Nope, even self-deprecating insults count. Not allowed when you're my friend. I won't allow my friends to be insulted."
Alex rolls his eyes, but feels a smile tug at his lips. It's both ridiculously annoying that that's a hill Arapaima will seemingly die on, and also touching to apparently have someone want to defend him so fiercely. "For starters?" Alex repeats. "What's the other thing, then?"
Arapaima pauses at that, and he averts his eyes. Alex blinks as the man so confident before falters in what to say, hesitating. Before Alex can ask why, Arapaima's taking a deep breath and starts signing without looking at Alex.
"I know what it's like for people to think you're stupid. Incapable." His face scrunches up in disgust at the word, and Alex frowns.
"What… what do you mean?"
"I hated talking even when I was little. But everyone knew I wasn't Deaf — I passed all the hearing tests. I just refused to talk when I was little. Just as many people then didn't understand why as they do now." Alex didn't like where this was going, sitting up straighter and leaning into Arapaima's space. Arapaima glanced at him out the corner of his eye, then returned his gaze to Alex's bookshelf. "Because I didn't talk, a lot of people, a lot of teachers didn't think I was learning how to read. Didn't think I could understand the words even if I could hear, because I wouldn't parrot them back. Some of them just didn't even bother after I refused to talk and put me with 'difficult children.' It… set me back a lot."
"But… but you're so smart now, and you— even if you were Deaf you could still learn!"
"I know that," Arapaima signs, smiling sadly at Alex. "and my family knows it, and you know that. But not everyone in the world realizes it."
"So you, what? Had to learn things on your own?"
Alex's frown deepens when Arapaima shakes his head. "My parents started homeschooling me, when they realized. And it's not like I hadn't been learning. I was, even if my teachers didn't believe it. But there was also a lot of stuff I just… never really learned. Because when you're a child constantly hearing that you're stupid…"
… you believe it.
Alex pulls his knees to his chest and deflates. "I just… how do you stop believing it?"
Arapaima tilts his head to the bookshelf, and reaches past Alex to grab a book. He holds it out to Alex, tapping his knees with it until he takes it into hand. Psychology: Anatomy of the Mind. Alex forgot he even had this book.
"You keep telling yourself that you're not, and build on your strengths. Do you want to read more?"
Alex hums, looking down at the book again. It doesn't look too dense. Arapaima signing about how well he knows anatomy flickers in his mind. He bites back a chuckle—Arapaima probably chose this book on purpose, then.
"… Yeah."
When he looks back up, Arapaima's smiling brighter — a familiar smile, a comforting one. "Great, because I know you can do it." The words send a bolt of confidence flickering through Alex, and he returns the smile with a grin of his own.
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Ignore that I'm posting this mid-March; a lot happened the first half of this month lol
Time Writing:
Minutes: 636
Hours: 10.6
Total Word Count:
11,736
Projects Worked On:
Short story commission for @/tacochippy
Willy/Old Mariner/Birdie oneshot
Payara Farm (Main Fic)
Payara Farm (Misc. Scenes)
Not of This World: Faumid Path
Shakespeare class writing assignment
Writing exercises for YA Fiction class
Clint/OC Long-distance oneshot
Posted:
None ^^'
Notes:
Once again didn't work on Eternal like I've been wanting to; still stuck on where I want to take it and need a refresher on what does happen so I can know where I want to deviate. However I'm not shelling out more money to Netflix and don't have the mental energy to hunt down a pirated version of the anime, so I've ordered the manga (because the online versions also have not been agreeing with my brain).
I did want to post something this month. But ended up not finishing anything; at least nothing that I'd want to share just yet
The Clint/OC was immediately inspired by the announcement that he'd be a marriage candidate. I'm flip-flopping between ideas of him and a nonbinary oc, one that is a farmer and the other someone Clint meets online
The Shakespeare assignment was a bitch that I had completely forgotten about, and the prompt was for a play that I just did not care for. And the characters I needed to put in the scene were just completely uninteresting to me, so actually stretching the scene to 4 pages was a nightmare
Just a really bad month for me energy and motivation-wise; there were many times that I wanted to write and unless I had to for school I just wasn't. Anytime I tried my brain would just stop. Hoping that changes after spring break
The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo & illustrated by Bagram Ibatoulline
The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
Caput Mundi: The Head of the World: Book 1: Enarii by B.R. Kang
Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare
The Volsunga Saga edited by Jesse Byock
Arthur's Cat by Johan Leynaud & translated by Sarah Ardizzone
The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K Le Guin
Wings of Fire: The Lost Heir by Tui T. Sutherland
The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
The Magic Words by Cheryl B. Klein
Books Read (completed):
Arthur's Cat by Johan Leynaud & translated by Sarah Ardizzone
Caput Mundi: The Head of the World: Book 1: Enarii by B.R. Kang
Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare
The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo & illustrated by Bagram Ibatoulline
The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
Fics Read:
A Fishing Lesson - Stardew Valley, Willy & Vincent, General
The Joja Letters - Stardew Valley, Elliott/OC, Teen
The Mermaid's Blessing - Stardew Valley, Elliott/Male!Player, General
Are your ears burning? - Stardew Valley, Alex/Male!Player, Explicit
One Cold Day in July - Stardew Valley, Alex/Male!Player, General
The Bounty of Late Season - Stardew Valley, Alex/Male!Player, General
However You Want - Stardew Valley, Demetrius/Robin/Male!Player, Explicit
Some Time Alone - Stardew Valley, Elliott/Sebastian, Teen
Three's a crowd - Buddy Daddies, Kazuki/Rei and Miri & Kazuki & Rei, Not Rated
With the Forest as My Witness, I'll Silence All My Screams - Nanatsu no Taizai, Meliodas & Gloxinia & Drole, Teen
The Twenty-Seventh - Stardew Valley, Gil/Marlon, Explicit
Put Your Lips to My Neck, Take a Bite - Stardew Valley, Shane & Alex & Sterling, Mature
A Broken Act of Kindness - Buddy Daddies, Kazuki/Rei (Pre-Relationship), Teen
Feel It (I'm Right Here) - Buddy Daddies, Kazuki/Rei, General
Alone together, what could happen? - Stardew Valley, Sam/Sebastian, Explicit (DNF'd)
A rewarding haunt - Hermitcraft SMP/Phasmophobia, Grian/Impulse and Grian/Skizzleman, Explicit (DNF'd)
Favorite Books:
The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
I started this book last month for a class, and that class is almost over now. I am still very grateful to have been introduced to this series, but I am also so pissed about it. The book is incredible! I really adored the switching perspectives and the twist that comes with them, the timeline jumping was so well-written and seamless that it was impossible to notice until it was spelt out. And the worldbuilding? I ended up finishing this book so damn curious about everything still. And, something that I really think is worth noting, is that when I finished this book I really needed time to just. Process everything. I was left feeling all the emotions and wanting to just scream because it was so damn overwhelming. And I mean this in a very, very positive way! The only thing that is making me even angrier than some of the events in the book is the fact that I don't have the time right now to dive into the rest of the series.
Notable Notes:
Yes, there's only one favorite book this month. And it's one I already talked about in last month's update. Honestly the other books I've been reading have just... not gripped my attention lol (and even the second WoF book isn't a favorite of mine; I personally prefer the first one way more).
I don't count time reading fics into how long I spent reading, and I don't include fics that I already have bookmarked and am re-reading (there may be an exception to this in the future, but that's my rule for now). So seeing about the same amount of books read, but less time spent reading this month as opposed to last month is really interesting to me. Especially since I definitely read way more fics this month, even if I should have been reading some books.
Reading for classes can be fun - like with The Fifth Season - or an utter bore, like The Volsunga Saga and The Magic of Words. At least with the latter I'm learning some things, though a lot of the advice in that book is stuff I knew prior to taking that class.
I can really only get through Shakespeare's plays when I listen to an audiobook version of it.
Ended up not having as much time this month as I'd have liked. We'll see if I can turn this around next month!
Time Writing:
Minutes: 730
Hours: 12.18
Total Word Count:
12,763
Projects Worked On:
Short story commission for @/tacochippy
Payara Farm (Misc. Scenes)
Payara Farm (Main Fic)
Aedaris Farm Oneshot: "Proud" (Alex/Arapaima)
TBN Willy/Farmer Oneshot
Aedaris Farm Oneshot: TBN (Alex/Arapaima, temp title "Putting the 'Dead' in Deadbeat")
Writing exercises for YA Fiction class
Not of This World: Faumid Path
Posted:
None ^^'
Notes:
I was hoping to write a lot more this month, if I'm being honest - though I'm very happy to have written over 10k words across various projects!
I wanted to work on Eternal a bit as well; unfortunately, I've gotten a bit stuck on where to take it/which character to focus on in the next chapter.
Work has severely sapped a lot of my writing energy - but reading has done well to replenish it! I just need to find a balance between all the reading I need to get done, and how much I'm going to write
My SDV OC Arapaima has just, taken up a lot of space in my brain apparently. I did not expect that when I made him, but I've found writing him in anything has helped me get into the writing mindset, way more than any other project has been able to.
Returning to Not of This World for my YA class has been really nice; I think I was getting way too wrapped up in the choices aspect of the Estuary path, so I wanted to start with a different path for my workshop class (or a few different ones). I'm liking this introduction a lot more than the Estuary one - specifically where the POV/character of Voi is concerned.
I did a lot of writing in sprints this month, and this really helped. Initial sprints were slower, but if I did multiple in a row I would steadily write more each sprint.
20-minute sprints were my sweet spot; 15 minutes were okay but I've learned that for some reason, that extra 5 minutes really takes me far. 30-minute sprints were just a bit too long, and I was more likely to get distracted or somehow still writing the same amount of (or less) words than I would in a 20-minute sprint
First reading update of the year! Did a lot of it this month, way more than I expected.
Total Time Read:
Minutes: 1,508
Hours: 25.13
Books Read (all):
A Barista's Guide to Love & Larceny by Caroline Bonin
Wings of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy by Tui T. Sutherland
Escape Room: Game Zero by Christopher Edge
The Magic Words by Cheryl B. Klein
The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
The Two Gentlemen of Verona by William Shakespeare
The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
The Time Machine by H.G. Wells
The Machine Stops by E.M. Forster
Books Read (completed):
A Barista's Guide to Love & Larceny by Caroline Bonin
Wings of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy by Tui T. Sutherland
The Time Machine by H.G. Wells
The Machine Stops by E.M. Forster
The Two Gentlemen of Verona by William Shakespeare
Escape Room: Game Zero by Christopher Edge
Fics Read:
I Just Want You - Buddy Daddies, Kazuki/Rei, Explicit (DNF'd)
how this river runs - Stardew Valley, Willy/Elliott, Mature
How Old Do You Think I Am!? - Stardew Valley, Marlon/Player, Explicit
Joie de vivre - Stardew Valley, Elliott/Rasmodius, General
Favorite Books:
The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
I'm so glad that I picked the class that's dedicated to just, reading this book each week. I was gripped right away with the story - Jemisin immediately had me curious about this world and how it worked. I'm thoroughly enjoying the switching perspectives, as well as the changes in POV types. And the subject matter itself is written so amazingly that I was feeling horrified in ways that I rarely feel when reading. It's a book I rarely want to put down, and only do because I have other books I need to read for other classes.
Escape Room: Game Zero by Christopher Edge
I got to read this as an ARC for my internship. I really enjoyed Edge's descriptions, and how he was able to integrate game mechanics into a novel like this. I was reminded very strongly of Sword Art Online while reading; the premise of being stuck inside a game without the ability to escape unless you beat a certain level. The way Edge described the world, though, was very reminiscent of Breath of the Wild and I kept imagining a world like Hyrule as I was reading. I wasn't aware there was already another book in the series, prior to this one - and I think this book does well as a standalone. But reading this has certainly made me want to read Escape Room also by Edge, and keep up with any subsequent novels set in this world, because I think there's a lot of potential here.
Notable Notes:
I discovered that my brain just, does not enjoy Tolkien's writing style. Maybe it was the timing of the book; I started it when I was reading many other books, most of them also fantasy and sci fi, so maybe my brain just was not vibing with the overload of new worlds and characters. But I just... couldn't find reason to care for his characters. I can appreciate the world he's created, the effort that went into it, but I just wasn't interested in anything else.
I did realize worldbuilding jumps out to me a lot - and once I get taken out of it in some way, I struggle to forget about it. Like with The Barista's Guide to Love & Larceny mentioning Doc Martens or Louboutin, that reeeally irked me.
My ability to do focused reading has gone down, so significantly since I was younger. It takes a lot of effort to motivate myself to read, especially on days where I don't have class or work; I found myself bedrotting a lot of the time instead. I reread Wings of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy, a book I've read at least 5 times since I was in elementary. I know I've read that book in a single day before. Yet it took me over a week to get through it this go-around.
Wings of Fire in general has, so much more fucked up shit than I remember as a kid. The first book alone has graphic violence and death immediately, child abuse, ableism (I'm counting it, because the TWO DISABLED CHARACTERS IN THE STORY GET KILLED WITHOUT MUCH TIME IN THE BOOK), infanticide, torture (Gill), sexual(?) behavior towards a minor (Scarlet toward Clay, don't know if it's actually sexual or not; still fucking weird), and grooming. This is a middle grade series - sure, it's about dragons, but like, still.
N.K. Jemisin is quickly becoming a favorite author. I'll need to read more of her books to be sure, but if her writing in general is anything like what it is in The Fifth Season I absolutely will love it. This novel has gripped me from day one and I find how she worldbuilds absolutely fascinating.
Because I am a goose who should know themself better by now. Anyways, totally failed to read or write consistently in December. I got hit with a lot, from financial struggles to illness to family tensions. Realistically, I should have known that trying to read and write every day would be futile.
So I'm adjusting my approach!
Writing Goals
I do still want to write more consistently. However, I don't think trying to write every day or meet a particular word count goal is how I dhould gave tackled this desire. Especially with classes starting again soon, I'm going to be hit with major burnout.
New Goals:
Write for 1 hour each week
I can split this up throughout the week, or do it all in one sitting. This allows me to either write when the mood strikes, or plan week-by-week based on ny academic workload and my job schedule.
Submit a Story
To where? That's still to be decided. But, I want to look into competitions or literary magazines that I can submit work to. I know my university has one that I need to get more information about. I feel like it could be fun, but also a good way to get a feel for publishing - even on a smaller level.
Projects to work on:
Eternal
I've put Eternal on hiatus until May. I intend to chip away at chapters, and my will be ending for summer break so hopefully by then I'll be able to keep up momentum with writing, and stay a few chapters ahead of posting.
Payara Farm (working title)
This is a Stardew Valley Alex/Farmer fic I'm working on, featuring my oc Arapaima. I got really stuck on the idea of Arapaima having his own solo story apart from Aedaris, and this is my way of getting it out. I want to write a few chapters at least before I begin posting, as well as explore pov shifting (deliberately, unlike with Eternal).
Not of This World
I'll be taking a worldbuilding course this upcoming semester, and I think it will help me work on this project this year. I'm going in less with the expectation of adding writing, but more fleshing out the world and characters, or figuring out a definitive plot. My time "writing" will likely be more brainstorming, or organizing notes. I want to get a more concrete foundation for things before jumping back in.
Reading Goals
My internship is all about reading... but guess what I struggle to do? So, I want to dedicate more time to the hobby. For my internship's sake, but also for my writing skills. I know with taking so many English courses I'm probably going to get tired of it, so I've decided to balance things out with personal reads, internship reads, and academic reads.
Oh, I'm also including fanfiction.
New Goals:
Read 1 hour each week
Much like my writing goal, I can split this up throughout the week or do it all in one sitting. I know I'm going to be exhausted a lot of the week, so it gives me that flexibility to read on-the-go, between classes, or in my down time outside of work. I am including books I read for classes this time, just because of how I want to approach every book I'm reading.
Read & Comment on 1 fic each week
I want to get back into reading fics! I've been in quite a slump, just rereading the same few fics lately despite having over 30 pages on my "Marked for Later" list on Ao3. I went through and chose roughly 100 I'd like to read this year, then tossed them onto a list with notes on the tags or summary, as well as things like word counts, series, and completion.
The commenting part of the goal is because I want to get in the habit of leaving comments - and because I just want to support other writers!
Things I'm Excited to Read:
Wings of Fire | Tui T. Sutherland
Okay, so I'm rereading. For the most part, anyways; I never did finish Arc 3, I haven't read one of tge winglets, or Dragonslayer. I've been meaning to finish the series for a long while now. Book 16 is apparently being released in March, so for my internship I'm doing a bit of a recap blog of this series! Which means I gotta read and reread the books.
Legends & Lattes | Travis Baldree
This book has been sitting on my shelf for a while, and I always say I tend to lean towards fantasy but in all honesty, I haven't read a lot of the genre. I figure a fantasy book that looks like a cozy read will be great, especially when my life gets hectic.
The Cretian Crown | Harlowe Savage
I had the pleasure of meeting Harlowe Savage at a book festival last year, and I got 4 of her books. I haven't worked up the courage to delve into them yet, but I want to start with this one (and why not dive head first into what I'm going to guess becomes monsterfucking?). Pretty outside of my usual read, but I think it could be fun and I've been getting curious about this genre.
Accomplishing the Goals & Updates
I am abysmal at completing goals, I have learned. Especially long-term ones. But I knew going into 2026 that I wanted to change how I spent my time; cut the doom-scrolling and bed-rotting for other activities. Among some other miscellaneous life resolutions.
I did notice that, while I didn't do well with daily objectives, I did enjoy and felt better after doing sprints or writing out my thoughts after a reading session. That's why my goals are time-based; and knowing me, some weeks will likely exceed goal time.
So.
Finishing Goals:
Week-by-Week Adjustments
My schedule at work is mildly consistent at the best of times, and an utter headache at the worst. I never know until like, Friday, how I will need to organize my time. Paired with classes, my workload shall be a miasma of energy-draining tasks. But, I can block time for things like reading and writing since I plan on doing similar with when I work on assignments. And if it comes down to it, I can always do spontaneous bursts of reading or writing throughout the week to meet my goals.
Trackers
I spent the end of December and beginning of January working on some trackers on Google Sheets - of which I've already started using! They consist of a: Reading Log, Writing Log, Fic Tracker, TBR List, and Reading Journal.
Reading Log | I've started using a stopwatch for when I read (most of the time) and in the log after I read, I put the date, the book I'm reading & details about it (genre, authors/illustrators), how far I'm in, and then some thoughts or notes from the session. I also include how many minutes & hours I spent that session reading - and have a little table on the side that calculates it. Seeing the time all be added together is motivating, and it incorporates the notaking/journaling aspect I enjoyed doing before.
Writing Log | Similar to the reading log, except with writing. This tracker calculates the time in minutes & hours, but also adds up word counts (and I will be counting brainstorming words for projects like NoTW). I list the project(s) I worked on that session and have a column for notes and thoughts as well.
Fic Tracker | Includes the titles, links, tags/notes, ratings, type of fic, and completion status of nearly 100 fics. There's also two columns on whether I haven't started, I'm reading the fic, or I've finished it; as well as a column to denote if I've commented. I need to tweak the formatting on this tracker, but it's already helped me start going through my fic tbr.
TBR List | Pretty self-explanatory. It's a list of a bunch of books I want to read this year, with status' of if I'm reading it, finished it, or DNF'd it. I also have what format of the book I'll be reading, including an option for "TBD / Wishlist" for ones I don't yet own. This will probably grow once I know what books I need to read for classes.
Reading Journal | This is going to be a list of all the books I read - ideally all completely. It includes the title, authors/illustrators, and genres. Unlike the TBR List and the Reading Log, however, this has start and end date columns, a "purpose" option (internship, school, or for fun), and a star rating. The thoughts/notes section doesn't go into as much depth as the reading log will; it's meant to be similar to what I write for my internship reviews, if a lot more informal.
Updates:
Obviously, I wouldn't be posting this if I had no intentions of posting updates at all.
I found I didn't like the pressure of daily or once a week posts that I intended to do last month with 75 Booked or my 10k writing challenge. That's just not my style, and definitely was setting me up for shame.
Since these goals are meant to last all year, I think I'll post updates once a month. Two of them: one for writing, one for reading. There, I can share quantitative updates but also just some thoughts! Books I've read and my opinions on them, or quotes from my writing I particularly liked. I also think that the end-of-the-month timing works well for books I read for my internship, as most will be ARCs and I don't want to share details of those until the books are actually released.
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Alright, that's the long-winded way of sharing my writing and reading resolutions. We'll see if it actually pans out, or if all this was just the ramblings of a sleep-deprived and stressed college student trying to control something in their life.
If you've actually read to this point, here's some cake ^^ 🍰
20 minutes of writing, 343 words added to the Untitled stardew fic! I was tired and had a migraine
Day 3
30 minutes of writing, 595 words total. Worked a bit on Eternal! The next chapter is giving me a bit of trouble, so dunno if I'll scrap what I have and start anew. We shall see!
Day 4
No writing again, I was exhausted after classes. Multiple group project presentations, a professor had a pop quiz (kind of. more like a pop short essay), and I was just tired and cold.
Day 5
1,189 words written! Did a little over 45 minutes of writing, working on chapter 30 of Eternal. I scrapped the previous portions and started all over, and prefer where this is going instead. I need to remember I can jump in time and with Guila stuck with them, I can have a true outsider's pov in observing everyone. I also always forget that Guila is literally just 16, literally the same age as Elizabeth, and I feel like I can have some fun with them interacting.
Truthfully, did not do much reading. The reading I did do was associated with classes, which I'm not counting, and was still sparse (it was Pam Houston's Cowboys are my Weakness). Just had too much work and was prepping for multiple group presentations/projects. Finals are coming up after all!
Day 10
Title: What Remains (an anthology)
Author: Inked in Gray
Time: 39 minutes
Progress: 30 pages
As mentioned, starting What Remains - an anthology of horror, fantasy, and sci-fi short stories. The first story of this collection is "A Cage of Moons and Stars" by David-Christopher Harris.
I've never read anthologies outside of an academic setting - and even those have been rare - so I went in not completely sure what to expect. I was pleasantly surprised by the 'Inked Team' disclaiming any triggerwarnings and how to find them in relation to the relevant story. "A Cage of Moons and Stars" didn't have any.
What I really enjoyed about this story was how the world was so easy to understand the mechanics of. After just finishing Dragonborn, it's fresh in my mind the different ways authors can give exposition. Harris does it so fluidly, to the point it doesn't even feel like exposition at all - of course the main character (Atlaua) would be reflecting on the ritual she's actively participating in and why they do it, because that's what you do. Another aspect I enjoyed was the casual queer rep - Atlaua is a queer woman, and while it's not a focus, I was struck with her grief of the loss of her past lover and the conflicting feelings she has towards her current one.
I think what I am unprepared for though, going further, will be the open-endedness of this collection. I finished reading "A Cage of Moons and Stars" and wanted more of Atlaua, more of this world, but I know I won't be getting it.
November is usually the month for authors - writing every day to achieve a particular word count. Alas, I was slammed with work, many migraine days, and multiple group projects and big essays throughout the entire month. So, instead, I'm gonna do what's usually done in November this month!
The Goal
After a writing draught like the one I just dealt with the past month (truly no motivation for anything outside academic writing), it's not realistic for me to have a particularly high word count. Even having a word count goal is daunting, and that's not the end result I want to achieve.
So, small word count goal: 10,000 words
Rules for Myself
Complete a 30-minute writing session every day. Can be split into two 15-minute writing sessions no more than twice a week.
2.5k words must be put toward Not of This World.
2.5k words must be put toward Eternal.
Can jump between projects for other 5k words.
No editing or re-reading previously written sections.
Academic writing and writing for internship do not count.
Very simple rules, my main goal here is to get into a habit of writing every day when I'll have more time, so it'll be easier to implement the habit once I'm busy again next semester.
I'll be posting snippets and progress updates daily, but any final versions won't be posted until January at least (sorry to any Eternal readers!)
Projects to Work On
Not of This World (NoTW)
My CYOA wip that has been stagnant since basically the start of this year. I want to make progress in this story because it's such a massive project, but it's so cool imo and I want to share it with others. In preparation of working on this wip again, I spent time on worldbuilding and characterizations, nailing down personalities and mechanics since the narrator and protagonist are intentionally very blank.
Eternal
My Nanatsu no Taizai longfic. I apologize deeply and give my gratitude to the people who enjoy this fic and continue to be patient on updates. Especially those who have stuck around since the beginning (4 years!!). I love this fic, but NNT fell into the backburner of my brain. So, I want to dedicate time to working on this fic again, and hopefully have some updates ready by the new year! ^^ To prepare, I reread everything I'd already posted and made little summaries for myself as well as plotted out some vague ideas of where I'd like to go next with the fic.
Untitled (Penny/Elliott/Farmer)
About a month or two ago I started planning and drafting this Stardew Valley longfic, and I really love the concept I came up with. I just haven't made any progress whatsoever and I want to change that, as I plan to explore some topics I haven't really before besides some surface level speculation (body dysphoria, self-loathing, and nature vs nurture). I already had a detailed outline for this fic, but to prepare I ironed out some more details about the character/expected character dynamics and the pacing I want to take.
Miscellaneous
Basically what Imma be calling "Popcorn Stories" - these are the random fics that come to mind, like ones for my Aedaris Farm series, or some original stories I'd like to write. I've been contemplating personal essays again, tis the season with my fucked up family after all. But I've also been considering more stories for NoTW that focus on established characters, or writing out things like legends and history, which I feel could help me with the main story.
I was gonna do weekly posts but ehhhh I'm impatient lol (also these do get delayed by like a day but shhh it's fine)
Book: Dragonborn by Struan Murray
Progress: 100%
Time read: 2.5 hours
As previously stated, I was reading this book for my internship, so I'll be writing an actual formal review for that. This is just gonna be general vibes and thoughts! Kept vague as well because I feel like this book works really, really well if you don't know what's going to happen at the end
I'm really glad I started this challenge with this book, as I ended up really enjoying reading it. I was reminded of a LOT of other series I enjoy, from How to Train Your Dragon to The Little Prince. As someone who was obsessed with Wings of Fire in middle school, this book kinda felt like returning to that era.
the PLOT TWISTS. The goddamn plot twists. The villain reveal was incredible, as it was the person I least suspected. I also was not at all prepared for some of the other character reveals - they just seemed to genuine and honest, and in a fantasy book like this the twists on their characters were just. so incredibly unexpected
I was really surprised by how much time was focused on Alex not being able to change into her dragon form; I didn't expect that to be the most triumphant part of the story, and I did feel like the tone for that scene was a little out of place, considering the villain just got everything he needed to put his plan to eradicate humanity into motion. That was a little jarring. But also, I get it, it's middle grade and she's not even a teenager yet so... I can live with it
With the way the end was going, I expected more death. I mentioned Wings of Fire earlier... I feel like a big difference between these two (well, everything is different between them, but I mean in tone mostly) is Wings of Fire didn't shy away from death. It opens with a death scene. And death is pretty prevalent in this book, since Alex can communicate with dead dragons, so to see characters basically tiptoe around the concept was strange, and I wonder if the end would have had a completely different tone had any characters actually died
I love the kids. I love Cindraw. Oliphos gives me sketch vibes, but I like the way he and Drak Midna are parallels to each other and I am very interested to see how their influence on Alex devolves in future books
I want the second book already but it comes out in a year.
Also! Because I forgot to do it on my original post... I got inspired to do this challenge from @goodluckclove ^^ I think it's awesome that a challenge like this exists and it's already helped me a lot - I mean, I finished a book in about four days when I haven't finished reading any book (for classes or otherwise) in at least a month.
Aaaand because I can, in no particular order, a few of my favorite quotes under the cut ^^
"... dragons and humans cannot exist together. One is a race of powerful, cruel, murderous monsters, and the others are dragons."
"They are death given form, given flight. They are the fury of a thunderstorm, bottled inside a living thing." (can you see where I thought of HTTYD while reading?)
"How would you feel if I had your friend's skull hanging in my kitchen?"
"They say that history is written by the victors, dear reader, but that isn't always the case. History can be written by the losers too, so long as one of them survives."
I started reading Dragonborn by Struan Murray, and as of right now am about 62% of the way finished with the book. Reading through much quicker than I normally do because I need to finish this for my internship. There are some spoilers!
Day 1:
Time: 40 minutes
Progress: 12% | Chapter 4 | 34/270 pages
I really, really loved how dragons were described - it reminded me of how Nightfuries were introduced in the HTTYD series. I was also getting movie The Little Prince vibes with Alex and her mother's relationship, vibes that shifted to be kinda like Kubo and the Two Strings at the end
Day 2:
Time: 1 hour
Progress: 24% | Chapter 9 | 66/270 pages
We meet Pups - I wasn't expecting him to be an actual character besides the snippets of his book interwoven into the story. The reveal of Alex being a dragon really struck me, because it was written to parallel the first time we meet her: screaming into the forest.
Day 3
I did not do any reading on this day, focused on other activities
Day 4:
Time: 2 hours, 45 minutes
Progress: 62% | Chapter 19 | 168/270 pages
The story is really picking up - with some twists I didn't expect! Alex can't change and everyone is fixated on getting her to, she's being ostracized by multiple people, and we learn even more information regarding her father's (possible) death. At this point, I have two theories, don't know if they'll be right.
Emory Steen is Drak Midna. He seems really pushy for a war with dragons again, and since no one knows what Drak Midna would look like, and Drak Midna supposedly wants to destroy humanity... it'd be interesting if he did so by getting the humans to attack first.
Alex is Drak Midna - or related in some way. It's just assumed by everyone that Drak Midna's dwimmer is age, just like Oliphos, but that's not a guarantee, especially since he's supposedly older. I think maybe his dwimmer has something to do with reincarnation, and the fact that Alex is struggling so much to change, her scales are black, and she has a dwimmer related to death magic (communicate w the dead)... I could see there bring a tie between the two. I think it's unlikely, but could be cool, if Alex was Drak Midna.
Because I recently learned of this, I want to read more, and it seemed fun! I'll be keeping my progress here, but probably update weekly instead of daily, because this is a writblr ignore the lack of actual writing I've done it's been A Semester and I'm gonna work on it in December
Anyways, because it's still A Semester I am adjusting the rules for myself a bit, to just make it a bit more reasonable for me. I gotta balance work, school, and an internship lol
The Rules
Complete a 30-45 minute reading session each day. Audiobooks count.
Drink half a bottle of water during each reading session.
Log all reading in a physical journal.
No purchasing new books—everything must already be owned or borrowed from a library.
Books cannot be for classes - but internship is fine.
Books I'm Excited to Read
Will I read all of these? Maybe not! But they're books that have been on my shelf for a while (or I recently checked out from the library) and at least they give me an idea as to where to go next. I'll be reading them in no particular order
