And the continuation
Summary: Maybe he was wrong after all.
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Zoro does not know when it had happened.
He had never been good with time and counting it; he had a really hard time learning how to read the hours when they weren’t on digital clocks and even now when he sees an analog clock, it still gives him pause — for the delight of Sanji —, but it’s not about that, is it?
Zoro does not know when it happened.
He was never good with time and counting it, or keeping up with it, and it seems to have escaped him altogether, like sand in a closed fist. Zoro seems to have slept too much and now he is graduating. Next to him, the fake French boy is quiet, not smoking, waiting for the rest of the group, staring at the clouds. He too seems to have noticed how time went by so fast, even though every damn person who understands Physics would tell it’s not possible.
But it’s still not about that, is it?
Zoro does not know when it happened.
Near the trees that exist on their campus, it’s what these ramblings are about. In the shadows, so far away everyone seems to miss it, everyone but Zoro.
Luffy’s hidden face as he stands near Law, one of his hands holding the other’s wrist, and words that don’t seem to come out of his mouth. Zoro can’t see Law’s face from where he is.
Maybe he was wrong after all. About Luffy. About his easy-going nature, about his innocence, about not knowing what love means.
And when it happened? When did Luffy start to look at Law and Kid and see more than an insomniac addicted to books about medicine and a half-Japanese red-headed bully with an interest in becoming a Yakuza or something like that? When did Luffy know that it was due to lose his heart?
(Zoro doesn’t look at curly and doesn’t think about how he too is a half-Japanese and doesn’t think about how he is going back to France now that school is over. Zoro doesn’t think about all the battles he lost to keep his heart and that now it will travel far away from him because it turns out this sentiment isn’t an object, isn’t an organ vital to his body; love is a person, a whole soul attached to flesh and blood, who have dreams and a mean kick)
In a blink of an eye, it seems.
Zoro stares at Luffy’s hidden face and he thinks he can see how his arm shakes as it tries to hold Law there. With him. Despite time saying it’s over, it’s over.
It’s just high school, but it feels like something more. The beginning of the end.
{But Luffy was brave, even though Zoro never understood that. Zoro never understood when Luffy would talk about the future and Kid and Law with such certainty, even before they started their relationship.
He never understood why his eyes shone, and why his voice never wavered, and why he was so certain of them when it was just Luffy (kind, dumb, friendly Luffy. Naïve, not interested in sex or people like that Luffy), talking about something he didn’t know about, talking about two people too different from him or each other.
Talking and talking and talking and now Zoro is certain that he was the one wrong. About knowing Luffy at all. About knowing something about his feelings at all}
At least Law will stay, Zoro thinks. Just as he thinks about this, Kid appears near them, holds Luffy wrist — the wrist of the hand that is holding Law’s own — and forces him to let Law go. But for a moment they are connected, a link that should not be undone.
If it hurts now, Zoro thinks, imagine when it will be Kid’s turn. Because Kid won’t simply graduate. He’ll leave.
He’ll leave.
Without thinking, Zoro holds Sanji’s wrist, the same way Luffy did with Law, the same way Kid did with Luffy. He doesn’t look at him, not even when Sanji asks what is going on. Zoro stares at the trees, what is happening under their shadows — decisions and conversations and time flying by us all —, and has an urge to whisper.
(Stay)
.
Kid talked about the sunny sky, but all Killer has felt is the rain on his back, day after day. It’s as if they are back on Dublin’s streets, except cleaner and more monochromatic. It’s so unlike Kid to lie about the weather, but he did keep saying that Tokyo was sunny this and sunny that, blue sky and white clouds, and Killer knows how much he dislikes so much rain.
Maybe he did not notice.
When they met at the airport, Kid seemed different. Killer noticed that instantly. He looked taller, yes, and his hair looked redder, of course, but he seemed calmer, too, happier, even, warmer, certainly.
The raindrops didn’t bother him when they walked around the airport. The people didn’t bother him when they walked around the city. The news about Dublin and the politics of the old men in town weren’t that important, either. Kid had a distant look all the time, and his eyes kept running away from Killer’s own.
So Killer decided to investigate.
And here he is. Watching Kid inside a cafe, smiling too much as he watched an older dude drink too much coffee in too little time, talking about something that looked like a secret, even though Kid was saying it out in the open, loud voice, loud laughter, loud movements.
A secret to him, Killer, who seems to have missed something.
Someone, maybe.
A third person sits with them, having bought too many sweets, and he looks like a child, even though Killer knows he has the same age as Kid. Small and too happy and too stupid-looking. Killer had seen him around Kid more than once, especially in school, when Kid showed him where he was studying.
Studying. Like he wanted to be someone in life.
(Kid wanted, that’s the thing, and Killer knew that. But he didn’t need grades to be the boss of all Dublin, one of the big ones in Ireland. He needed other skills, and his dad sent him away so he could have some contacts and maybe some family by his side when it was time for them to be more than just a small family on a shady business)
The boy got his face full of chocolate, and instantly Kid cleaned it with his finger, only to lick it off, rather seductively. The other guy, with the huge dark circles under his eyes, stared at the movement of Kid’s tongue, entranced and delighted. He licked his lips and shared a wink with the boy still eating candy.
(Oh)
The secret is out in the open. Or maybe Killer was too blind to see. He feels his cheeks burn with what that means, and why Kid wasn’t as interested in Dublin, and why he liked to talk about how Tokyo was sunny, and why he was going to school like a diligent boy.
{Killer knows Kid enough to know he won’t give up on them, that he won’t give up on his dream, that he will try his best to keep them both, even if it means to control another city, join a different system of shady business, suffer a different kind of prejudice.
(He also knows Kid enough to know he must be scared that all goes wrong)}
Killer stares, suddenly lost.
Suddenly lonely.
.
Law is smiling too much.
It’s kind of scary, now that he can call Law his friend. It took a year to be able to say something like that, to consider himself to be friends with the weird, smart, scary guy that studies medicine with him. But Law is kind when he wants, and can be less scary when you know him properly, and Penguin never was exactly smart to know when he was in bad company.
Still, he’s not used to Law smiling like that.
It’s what other people would call a smirk, but for Law that is the equivalent of a full smile, soft in the edges in ways he is not at all normally. Whatever happened before he got into medical school made Law sharp in the edges, like a knife that cuts both ways.
(but not when his phone blinks and he looks at the messages and sees something from that someone. Penguin doesn’t know who that person is, only that gives Law a human look, forces him away from all his masks and from all the nights spent awake)
“Good news?” Penguin asks, just to make conversation. He’s not curious. He’s not.
Law stares at him, and the bored to death look comes back to his face. “Not really.”
“Oh? Something bad?”
“Two idiots got into a fight and ended up getting stitches.”
“What?”
Law smiles again. The small smirk, no bite, no hurt, just love. “It’s fine. They’re fine. It’s nothing to them.”
Penguin wants to ask who they are but does not. He only nods and looks back to his part of the essay. His mind should be focusing on the introduction of their homework about autoimmune diseases, but all he can think is that time he accidentally opened a photo that had just been sent to Law. A smiling boy taking a selfie with a huge man on a couch a few feet away from where he was. The man was sleeping, crossed arms and guarded expression. He passed the cell phone to Law, who was busy trying to cut into a fake dead body, and he smiled like that for the first time.
He knows who they are. Penguin doesn’t understand what they are — they and Law, in this case —, or what it could be that gives Law peace of mind for a moment, but he guesses it’s okay. There is so much science that doesn’t know about the ocean, the human body, the universe. He doesn’t mind that he doesn’t know about this.
Penguin only knows it’s as big and as beautiful as all these other mysteries.
Hi, do you know this zosan fanfic where zoro describes sanji bein similar to him and robin where they walk silently, but sanji chooses to purposely walk loud, something along those lines?
i actually know what fic you’re talking about !! it’s i can’t stop thinking that i can’t stop thinking by hieiandshino and this is the line you’re talking about:
“Brook.” The Cook answers and his steps echo lightly. Zoro knows he could be silent, completely silent — like Robin and he can be, most of the time —, but chooses to make sound because around their nakama he lets his guard down, becomes loud and brash, lets his steps become heavier, something neither Zoro nor Robin learned yet. How to be a battleship outside the Sunny and something entirely different inside. “What can I help you with?”
it’s one of my favorite lines from one of my fav fic and i’d definitely recommend it !!
In Wakanda, recovering from her time in the prison Ross (Stark, the Pietro inside her head reminds her) locked her away, Wanda heals, Wanda hurts, Wanda plans.
Prompt: Ross has Pietro’s (comatose and slowly healing) Cradle and he’s not above using it to get Wanda in the open. The rest of the Avengers don’t hesitate to get out of Wanda’s way.
Nice. Pain. Yes good.
Send me fic prompts!
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i.“He has what?”
Wanda’s voice brooks no argument, no excuse. Wanda’s tone is nothing but fury. Clint’s hands are gentle on her rage-shaking shoulders - not restraint, but a presence to calm.
“Pietro,” says Steve. “Ross - Thaddeus Ross - he’s moved into the Avengers’ base, claimed he has a right to decide what happens to your brother’s body in his Cradle and-”
I’ve seen this around and I was interested, so I decided to make a small compilation and share some numbers because I really came back full time to writing fanfiction in 2017.
Please bear with me.
2017 IN NUMBERS (according to AO3)
Number of words I wrote this year: 72.997 words
Number of works I published, overall: 36 works
Number of works I published in Portuguese: 10 works
Number of works I published in English: 26 works
Fandoms I wrote in: Chronicles of Narnia, D.Gray-Man, Death Note, Harry Potter, It, Katekyo Hitman Reborm!, Marvel (All Media Types), Naruto, One Piece, Star Wars, Shaman King and Stranger Things.
New fandoms: One Piece, Star Wars and Stranger Things.
Top 3 most popular fandons I wrote in: One Piece - 14, Marvel (All Media Types) - 6, Naruto - 4.
Favorite genre of the year: Humor
Most popular fanfic of the year: (love is) a fragile thing, Marvel (All Media Types): The Defenders
Favorite fanfic in Portuguese: quiver inside, Shaman King
Favorite fanfic in English: i am a hero and he is dead, Marvel (All media Types): Avengers / Captain America: Civil War
2017: FANFICTION REVIEW
Title: (love is) a fragile thing
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): The Defenders
Pairings: Matt Murdock (Daredevil)/Danny Rand (Iron Fist)
Characters: Matt Murdock, Danny Rand, Luke Cage and Jessica Jones
Summary: “I imagined.” A pause. “Because of your accent.” Matt would love to be less curious, but he cannot help it.
“Oh. Yeah.” The man says and cleans his throat. “I guess the accent is still pretty strong, huh?”
“Not much, really. It’s only in a few words, but kinda obvious if you are used to New York’s. Where does it come from? China?”
“Tibet, actually. Technically.”
“Technically.”
“Technically.”
Review: I’m still pretty surprised this one got so much attention, because it’s not very shippy. I wrote it before I watched Marvel’s Iron Fist and I got some readers even then! I kinda liked the idea that Matt met Danny by accident and that the Defenders were more superhero than they actually were. It also marked my return to the humor genre.
Title: Jeremiah 29:11
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Death Note
Pairings: Mello/Near
Characters: Mello, Near, L, Watari and Matt
Summary: And God once said: Mello and Near will be a good team.
Review: This is a mess. Not a hot mess. Just a mess. I tried to write a story in which L would be God and there would be all sorts of religious metaphors, but it didn’t work. At all.
Title: giving in before it all goes wrong
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): The Defenders
Pairings: Matt Murdock (Daredevil)/Danny Rand (Iron Fist), Luke Cage/Jessica Jones, Luke Cage/Claire Temple, Claire Temple/Colleen Wing, Foggy Nelson/Karen Paige
Characters: Matt Murdock, Danny Rand, Luke Cage, Jessica Jones, Claire Temple, Colleen Wing, Foggy Nelson and Karen Paige.
Summary: Through the cracks, Matt sees.
Review: This one is my favorite of all my The Defenders stories. I was inspired and wrote it on my cell phone and I was so excited to share I posted using my cell phone. Do not recommend. Still, I am happy with my descriptions, considering I wrote through Matt’s eyes and he is blind.
Title: am i more than you bargained for yet
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): Avengers
Pairings: Clint Barton (Hawkeye)/Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
Characters: Clint Barton, Laura Barton and Pietro Maximoff.
Summary: “What?” He says and the boy (it’s a boy, underage, what the fuck) looks at him, opens his eyes and just looks. Clint’s hearts stops, because the blue of the eyes are sometimes the blue he sees in the mirror, the blue he swears he has seen in a dream, all his life.
“You.” The boy says, in a foreign language Clint only identifies as closer to Russian or Lithuanian.
“Wh—” He starts saying, the same question, but he is shut by the boy moving fast and cradling Clint’s head with his hands and pushing him down for a kiss.
OR a soulmate AU where every soulmate sign/connection is different and Pietro and Clint's is through sex at the same time.
Review: This was was supposed to be a huge fanfic, 10k with different moments and some Nat/Bucky background, BUT I couldn’t do it. I wrote this scene in 2015, I think? And then I just rewrote the scene again and posted it. A shame, really, because it would be a great fanfic in my opinion and I would be able to write a soulmate AU in which all soulmate signs were different. This is one I hope to one day re-write.
Title: all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming
Fandom: The Chronicles of Narnia.
Language: Portuguese
Characters: Peter Pevensie, Susan Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie and Lucy Pevensie.
Summary: The Pevensies before The last battle and after The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Review: I was more succesful in this one as I wrote about religion too. In this case, how Susan was shunned by her congragation for choosing “make up and pretty dresses” instead of religion, as Lewis states in his book. I made a comparision between Edmund and Peter and Lucy vs Susan herself and I was pretty proud? I always love to write about Susan.
Title: unsure and scared
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Naruto
Language: Portuguese
Characters: Sabaku no Temari, Sabaku no Kankuro and Sabaku no Gaara
Summary: Without Shukaku, Gaara could finally sleep. If it weren’t for a thousand little things.
Review: This is a runner-up of favorte stories I wrote. I just loved the idea of writing Gaara, Kankuro and Temari being brothers. I particularly enjoyed the idea of Gaara struggling to sleep and blaming the fact his mattress was not soft enough, and then it wasn’t hard enough. I am actually proud of the outcome and wish people would read it.
Title: quiver inside
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Shaman King
Pairings: Asakura Hao/Tao Ren
Characters: Asakura Hao and Tao Ren.
Summary: He holds Hao's arm to threaten him, more likely, but doesn't say anything. Both of them suddenly step away from each other, electrified by an unknown agent.
Review: I loved this one because of the concept and the fact it became everything I wanted. It made me want to write more, a sequence, but I still haven’t found the time/inspiration. Still, I’m super proud of this story and how easy was to write on a fandom that I’m not really used to it.
Title: just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): Marvel comics
Pairings: Bobby Drake (Iceman)/Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
Characters: Bobby Drake and Pietro Maximoff
Summary: Robert comes out to him on a Friday. The stars are covered by clouds and pollution, the wind tastes like the ocean and all he says to Pietro is “I’m sorry it took so long.”
Review: This one was a story that suddenly came to me and I forgot everything else to be able to write it. I was a little nervous to publish it since most of it is sex, but I overall enjoyed it. I missed writing Pietro and I think I did a good job with him, plus with Bobby finally accepting himself. Part of this was because of his new comic book, that has been cancelled, sadly.
Title: when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): The Defenders
Pairings: Ward Meachum/Jessica Jones, Matt Murdock/Danny Rand, Luke Cage/Claire Temple
Characters: Ward Meachum, Danny Rand, Jeri Hogarth, Jessica Jones, Colleen Wing, Luke Cage, Claire Temple, Karen Page, Misty Knight, Joy Meachum and Matt Murdock
Summary: It's snowing and Ward is on the rooftop of a building, poorly dressed for the occasion. Next to him, Jeryn Hoggarth sports the same angry, frustrated, ‘I can't believe I'm freezing my ass off for this’ look.
“It's not even your color.” Hogarth says, shivering, and Ward shoots her a look. Danny is dressed as the Devil of Hell's Kitchen and this is what she means?
She's not wrong, though.
OR what happens after Ward comes back from his trip.
Review: All my other stories started with this one. The crack, the ridiculousness, the humor. This one still makes me laugh like crazy and I’m happy people read even if Ward/Jessica is kind of the main ship. It was an accident, by the way. Suddenly they started hooking up and ended with them still together (for how long? Nobody knows). It was also one that wouldn’t end and so I decided to stop myself or I would be writing it until this day. Very happy, would write again 10/10.
Title: it takes two to tango
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law, Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Eustass Kid, Trafalgar Water D. Law, Rorornoa Zoro and Vinsmoke Sanji
Summary: Law's not jealous. Seriously. He's not. Meanwhile, Sanji is definitely flirting with Kid and that's all Zoro's fault. Because of course it is.
Review: I recently came back to this one to write Zoro/Sanji because I felt like it. Now I am considerind a third chapter. It was so much fun to write and also join this fandom properly. It propelled me to read One Piece again and also read so many ZoSan and Kid/Law!! It may not be my great or funniest work, but, man, am I glad I wrote it.
Title: XVII
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law, Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Eustass Kid, Trafalgar Water D. Law and Roronoa Zoro
Summary: Law is no poet, but he knows poetry.
Review: This one came to my mind after I thought my PC screen died and I was so fucking anxious it was the first thing I wrote on my cell phone. It’s not a great work overall, but I like my take on Law and on his antics, plus his love towards Kid. It made me want to write more with this ship and guess what? I did.
Title: we must sail, and not drift
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law
Characters: Eustass Kid and Trafalgar Water D. Law
Summary: Law, Kid and a thousand different lives. And the sea.
Review: I think a lot about this one. Man, sometimes I want to re-visit and write more description between the scenes, make it better, make it more than what it is. This means I liked it enough to improve it and one day I might. It was the second story I wrote on my cell phone after the whole My PC Screen Is Dead And My Thesis Is Dead Too. I was very anxious when I started on this fandom and writing helped me cope. A lot. I’m thankful for this story to make me vent my feelings, though it is quite a tragic story. Not my best, though.
Title: I can't stop thinking that I can't stop thinking
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji and Franky/Nico Robin
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Usopp, Brook, Franky, Monkey D. Luffy, Tony Tony Chopper, Nami and Nico Robin
Summary: In which Brook changes tactics and Zoro is not amused. Everyone else is, though.
Review: This is my second favorite fanfic in English of the year. Not only because people enjoyed my silliness, but also because I was able to write with almost all of the strawhats. It made me want to write more and addicted me again to One Piece. And it was because of this one I found out about the ZoSan Advent Calendar, so yay! Funny story: I did not used Nami and Robin because I felt terrible for Zoro. Poor thing, he was suffering enough. I was very proud of this story and I’m super happy it was well-received around the fandom!
Title: we can live like jack and sally if we want
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Usopp, Brook, Franky, Monkey D. Luffy, Tony Tony Chopper, Nami, Nico Robin, Trafalgar Water D. Law, Red-Leg Zeff and Carne.
Summary: Halloween is near and Sanji has an admirer.
Review: I had so much fun writing this one. I watched Nightmare before Christmas and I was super inspired. It’s not like it’s one of my favorite movies, with this tumblr being a nod to it. The final product was beyond what I imagined and it was fun to add more creatures to this world. I liked it enough to want to write more - something that I will do soon!
Title: quimera
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: Sabaku no Kankuro/Aburame Shino
Characters: Sabaku no Kankuro and Aburame Shino
Summary: It’s a weird relationship - or the beginning of one.
Review: This one was supposed to be bigger, but I didn’t have any more ideas, so it was more of a drabble. It’s a ship I always wanted to write but never got to do it... I wish I had done a better job, but considering I only had one scene on my mind, I am actually happy with it. Probably is a ship I will revisit.
Title: bússola
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Death Note
Pairings: Mello/Near
Characters: Mello, Near and Matt
Summary: Today rains in Tokyo and Near awaits in a cafe for the man that will answer all his questions.
Review: Not my favorite story of the year, but one of my favorite anyway? At least it’s better than those I wrote 4547587 years ago for the fandom. More thoughtful. More mature. Less romanticized. It was one of those stories that made me consider my history with the ship and prompted me to do better.
Title: I plunge my hands in the snow and bring out whatever I can find
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Sirius Black/Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Malfoy
Characters: Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange and Andromeda Tonks
Summary: The last Christmas before the end.
Review: There is just a small Sirius/Bella scene, in which they kiss under the mistletoe. That is it. The rest is all about the Blacks as a family before each chose a path. Bittersweet and simple in comparision with some things I wrote in this fandom, but after I joined a HP RPG my view of this family matured so much. The Blacks will always be on my heart.
Title: is it wickedness? is it weakness?
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto
Characters: Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto
Summary: Sasuke taught himself to not feel or care about any kind of pain. Naruto feels too much. Oh, love.
Review: Okay, so. I have a challenge with a friend and my chosen ship was Sasuke/Naruto and after this story I kinda regret it? Like. I’m so out of touch with this ship. So out of touch. I rolled my eyes at every moment I mentioned Sasuke - all the time. This story is as bad as my distate towards this character so, yeah... Didn’t helpt me as much as I wanted. Stargazing, however...
Title: do you like me? mark y or n
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairings: Lavi/Kanda Yuu
Characters: Lavi and Kanda Yuu
Summary: Stop me if you heard this one before: two Ravenclaws studying Divination.
Review: Like Naruto, DGM is a fandom I left and only now am trying to reconnect. Not as great as I wanted but it made me miss the ship. Harry Potter totally helped me on this, I think.
Title: for a good cause
Language: English
Fandom: Stranger Things
Pairings: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington
Characters: Steve Harrington, Max(ine) Mayfield and Billy Hargrove
Summary: What am I supposed to do with Billy, anyway? What do we have in common?”
“I don't know. What guys do when you’re around each other, I guess.”
Or the one in which Max asks Steve to distract Billy for a few hours.
Review: I wanted to write dramatic stuff and then this came and I loved it. It’s quite popular - more than I thought it would - and it opened the gates for me to keep writing funny stuff on this fandom. Kinda cheese, but I like it more than the next one.
Title: i see possibilities (maybe more than meets the eye)
Language: English
Fandom: Stranger Things
Pairings: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington
Characters: Billy Hargrove, Dustin Henderson and Steve Harrington
Summary: Billy has questions, Dustin has answers. Kind of.
Review: Sometimes I read this one and think I could have done a better job. When I wrote it, there were more scenes, such as Billy and Steve actually talking about comics and Max and Billy bonding, but I didn’t know when to stop and thought it looked better small and funny. I still don’t think I was wrong.
Title: pillar of salt
Language: English
Fandom: It
Pairings: Richie Tozier/Stanley Uris
Characters: Richie Tozier, Stanley Uris, Eddie Kaspbrak and Bill Debrough
Summary: What happened between Richie and Stanley after the Losers fell apart. And beyond.
Review: Ok, so I wrote this ship before, in 2009. I finished the book, fell in love with these losers and wrote one that was tragic. This one is still sad as fuck, but it didn’t turned out like I wanted? Like many stories from 2017, I didn’t know when to stop. So I kept going. This one suffered from this, a little bit, but I’m still proud I was able to write these two. Also I fucking loved the movie, yes. Thank you for that, 2017.
Title: (beg me) let me be your taste test
Language: English
Fandom: Stranger Things
Pairings: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington
Characters: Billy Hargrose, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers
Summary: Ice is melting on Billy’s chest but he doesn’t seem to care. His whole body is flushed, his eyes are dark as he stares Steve directly in his — it's a little uncomfortable to be watched when he is riding someone, but he can't look away. There is something in them, something dangerous and hot and Steve's breath hitches as he thinks about it. He closes his eyes and swallows loudly before picks up his pace.
Or: Steve fucks, Nancy punches, Jonathan worries and Billy. Well. He's just Billy.
Review: It was supposed to be sexy and fun and it grew enough for me to notice the PTSD all over it. The reception was good and talking with people on the comments made me all happy and excited to write more. I’m still planning it, but will happen. I just need time to sit down and write. This one is one of those stories that, while not my favorite, I am super proud of.
Title: more than you could ever know
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji, Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law, Trafalgar Water D. Law/Vinsmoke Sanji, Usopp/Nami and Franky/Nico Robin
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Franky, Nico Robin, Monkey D. Luffy, Tony Tony Chopper, Usopp, Nami and Brook
Summary: It’s a winter island they are in. The snow falls from the sky on a slow dance, and Zoro feels that if he stares at the snowflakes, they’ll stop in midair. The village they are is warm and homey. Lights adorn houses and markets, statues of a fat man wearing red clothes are everywhere. It’s part of a tradition at this time of the year, one of the men that greeted them at the port said.
They are celebrating something and the Strawhats are in the middle of it. Not by their choice. The log pose takes thirty-one days to settle and so they are forced to be around these people and celebrate their Christmas thingy.
Law doesn’t like it. It will take too long, why thirty-one days exactly, why people keep kissing me whenever I stand too long in a place. Questions, questions. Nami only shrugs. “We can’t do anything about it. And at least they aren’t trying to kill us.”
“Yet.” Robin reminds them, smiling. “Maybe the main point of this celebration is to kill us and have a feast with our flesh.”
Or the Strawhats + Law celebrate Christmas and Zoro is an idiot. For the ZoSan advent calendar.
Review: THIS. MONSTER. Ok, I joined the ZoSan Advent Calendar in November and thought about it every fucking day. Only three days before it was my turn to post a story, this huge plot came to me. I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I would change lots of things now that I have the time to think, but. Still not as bad as it could be. People liked and that is enough. Also, Zoro being an idiot because of Sanji is my favorite thing ever. And: I didn’t forget about the ring. I will probably revist in a second fanfic, on Valentine’s Day ;)
Title: you're a criminal as long as you're mine
Language: English
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairings: 8059 (Yamamoto/Gokudera, XS (Xanxus/Squalo) and RL (Reborn/Lambo)
Characters: Yamamoto Takeshi, Gokudera Hayato, Superbi Squalo, Xanxus, Sawada Tsunayoshi, Lambo Bovino, Reborn, Hibari Kyouya, Sasagawa Ryohei
Summary: The one where Yamamoto and Squalo train and bond and try to make 8059 happen, Xanxus is jealous and Gokudera would just like to understand what is going on.
Review: My first KHR! in English! It was prompted by anon and I hope he is proud. I am. A little bit. I liked many scenes here and it made me want to keep writing on this fandom. Humor in KHR! is the greatest thing ever and my funniest stories are from this fandom. The crackest, too.
Title: a trick of time and light (I)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji.
Characters: Vinsmoke Sanji and Roronoa Zoro.
Summary: Sanji falls in love in an afternoon
Review: I started this collection because of this first scene. I particularly love it and cherish these lines, but I couldn’t think of a story to add to it. Maybe one day I will write something and will include this scene, maybe not. I even tried to write a story that begun with these sentences but I felt I would probably hurt this scene, so I decided to actually create a fucking collection so I could post it and share with everyone. Serious business.
Title: a trick of time and light (II)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law/Monkey D. Luffy
Characters: Eustass Kid, Trafalgar Water D. Law and Monkey D. Luffy
Summary: They are skipping History class today.
Review: This one could be the beginning of a whole series on this OT3, but I don’t know when I’ll write it. Still, I loved the concept of these three together and things being easy when they are together. My favorite part was Luffy. It made me remember why I love him as much as I do and why he is a great character. I’ll always be envious with the way he views life. I also highly recommend this one because of: irish vegan Kid. Don’t @ me, it’s brilliant.
Title: a trick of time and light (III)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Franky/Nico Robin
Characters: Nico Robin, Nami and Franky
Summary: “You—” Nami says on the verge of laughing again, her voice wavering because of it “—Are going to ask Franky on a date.”
Review: My first story of this ship that isn’t backup for another ship! Also, one of my favorite OP shorts I wrote. I like to think it’s in the same universe of the Kid/Law/Luffy. Anyway, I’m super proud of this one too.
Title: a trick of time and light (IV)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law
Characters: Eustass Kid, Trafalgar Water D. Law and Monkey D. Luffy
Summary: Eustass Kid is a self-centered prick.
Law is terribly attracted to him.
Review: I have been thinking about this one for a while, but could never write it. Now that I’m reading it again I feel I could improve it, given time. One day I might re-visit this story and make it better or worse. There is only one way to know.
Title: a trick of time and light (V)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Franky, Nico Robin, Monkey D. Luffy, Tony Tony Chopper, Usopp, Nami and Brook
Summary: “It's decided.” Luffy says, very serious. “I'm your captain, you have to do as I say.”
Review: I always loved those stories of the crew trying to set ZoSan up but I always thought they were all too subtle, so I was giggling as I wrote this one. I just wish I had developed more Sanji’s point of view, but well. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I also regret not writing more about the wedding part. Perhaps one day.
Title: a trick of time and light (VI)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law
Characters: Eustass Kid, Trafalgar Water D. Law, Killer and Peguin
Summary: Killer stares at Law with menacing eyes, a face that is so angry and dangerous he is sure it’ll give him nightmares. The gash on his lips make him look somewhat angrier and Law wonders how many veterinarians this cat has killed.
Review: Veterinarian!Law was something I didn’t know I needed it. Cat!Killer was obvious. I am biased with this one. I love it because I shared some of my stories with my cats and my dog. For example, my sister was chased by this monster because of my dog:
It was wild, man. So, yeah, I love it because it’s a very personal story.
Title: a trick of time and light (VII)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Franky/Nico Robin, Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji and Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Water D. Law
Characters: Nico Robin, Roronoa Zoro, Trafalgar Water D. Law, Vinsmoke Sanji and Franky
Summary: Three people in a bar. In love (but not with each other).
Review: I tought about posting this one as an individual work because it’s big and well developed, but I’m not sure what to think. I liked of the way I wrote it and how I thought of each character and ship, but I’m not sure about it anyway. My favorite part was to write about how Robin and Franky met, her fears and how Zoro and Kid are verymuch alike, even though he is kind of like Law too. I wish I had written more about Sanji on this one.
Title: a trick of time and light (VIII)
Language: English
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Eustass Kid/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Eustass Kid and Vinsmoke Sanji
Summary: Sanji is straight (but not all the time) and Kid is too much. Teasing ensues.
Review: I wrote this one because the idea of Straight Sanji That Fucks Men being fucked by Kid and liking it was too much. It’s one of my favorite and now I want to write a larger story about them together. It was also a great way to expand my vocabulary on sexual encounters inside an office.
Title: stargazing
Language: Portuguese
Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto
Characters: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Uzumaki Boruto, Hozuki Suigetsu
Summary: Eyes of stars, since the first he saw him.
Review: This one revived my love for Sasuke/Naruto and made me realize I can only write AUs with them. Still, it was actually a story I wrote almost ten years ago and I decided to rewrite the first scene. And then the second. And the third. And then there was a whole story based on one I already liked it. The end killed me a little and left me feeling blue, which always means I got something write as I wrote a tragedy.
Title: i am a hero and he is dead
Language: English
Fandom: Marvel (All Media Types): Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America: Civil War
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Steve Rogers, Pietro Maximoff and T’Challa
Summary: In Wakanda, recovering from her time in the prison Ross (Stark, the Pietro inside her head reminds her) locked her away, Wanda heals, Wanda hurts, Wanda plans.
Review: My favorite one! I like this one because it helped me understand more the Wanda from the movies, as well as share my headcanon on her. I was very proud of how I used Pietro’s voice to write Wanda losing control and her relationship with her magic. This was one of the easiest assignments I ever did. I saw the prompt and instantly wrote it. I also could see the scene where Wanda uses her magic to change the trajectory of the wind so clearly it hurt me. And I wrote it! And it isn’t bad! Man, this one. I’m very happy with the outcome. Also, the comments helped me share some views on this story and that I will not pass it here:
1. I think Wanda has control in the movies, but not so much. She doesn't know how to use her powers in their full force, like Vision. She could have done a better job containing the bomb instead of throwing it into the sky (and so close to the building!), but she didn't know how. I think it's because of the Avengers' training. They don't know how to control it. They don't know how to train her. Their powers and abilities are much more physical. If Thor were there, he could have done much more, since he grew up with Loki.
So, yeah, she has some control, but not what could've be if the Avengers had some practice with magic and its arts.Wanda wants to do good, but she also needs to have better training and more control over herself and I don't think the Avengers can help her with that. Her powers come from one of the Infinity stones and they corrupt more than they solve problems, thus the Pietro inside her head, completely different from the one she grew up with.
2. In my vision she does like Cap and isn't very fond of Tony. This comes from the fact she fought alongside Steve and the fact she never interacts much with Tony since he isn't on the team (technically). Besides, Steve is all about the good American, the narrative of the Good Soldier, while Tony fits perfectly the role of the Capitalist American, even though we both know it's not like this at all lol
In the end of the day, however, I don't think Wanda is capable of trusting them as much as she could trust Natasha or Clint, for example.
3. T'Challa not helping her himself, but turning her to Kamar-Taj is because, in my personal view of the character, he wouldn't want to risk in such gamble. As a king, I think he learned that he can't give too much to outsiders. If he did train Wanda and she lost control (again) it would be his people who would suffer the first blow (again) and then they would be the one to blame for this. Besides, I think he sees her as a little bit unstable and, well, she did kill some of his people, so.
Title: if we're talking body, you got a perfect one
Language: English
Fandom: Star Wars
Pairings: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren
Characters: Armitage Hux, Captain Phasma, Kylo Ren
Summary: “Maybe you could find a better way for Ren to lose energy. You see, if he finds a better distraction, he won't…” She shrugs, an impressive feature to be done wearing a full-bodied armor.
In which Phasma gives solid advice, Hux is oblivious as to what it means, Ren is ready to take the General apart in a sexy way and the Finalizer crew fears.
Review: This one came after I started writing another story that still is under development. Since it was very dramatic I jumped at the opportunity to write a humorous one, using Brooklyn Nine-Nine as inspiration for a scene. I am actually proud of this one, though it’s the first one I wrote on this fandom with this genre, so it’s sounds weird at some parts (and kind of OOC?). It opened my mind to other Kylux stories that are funnier and that I will write it very soon :)
Writing this I noticed:
I am actually proud of most of my stories.
Developed a better critical eye on some of my old fandoms.
Humor was the genre I used the most and I think it was because I was so fucking stressed last year that Angst and Tragedy were poisoning me.
I missed One Piece a lot.
I should stop worrying so much about some stories. I can always revisit them later!
My favorite stories keep being the ones that are least read. nothing new under the sun.
I am ready to write in new fandoms and should stop comparing myself to other writers. I do me.
2018: GOALS
Write more!
Finish the 15brigadeiros challenge and the United States of Multifandom challenge.
Finish my multichapter stories.
Learn how to say goodbye to a fandom.
Write more originals! And post them!
Have fun writing!
Finish some stories of my Unifinshed projects folder.
Translate more!
Be more active in the fandoms I’m part of.
Be less shy when it comes to people in the fandom.
Pairings: Johnny Coyote/Big Alice.
Characters: Johnny Coyote and Big Alice. Deathface Ginny and Molly Raven are also mentioned.
Disclaimer: Pretty Deadly does not belong to me.
Warnings: Spoilers for the end Pretty Deadly’s second arc, The Bear.
This is an unrevised work and English is not my mother language, so I’m sorry for the mistakes.
Summary: She used to call you a coward.
Also on: AO3
She used to call you a coward. Alice — never Big Alice, though that was the name humans gave her as she walked among them and drew fear from them with the same easy she used to draw her sword — always knew what to say to make you want to shoot or start a fight with her. She was always ready for either of one of those when it came to you and Molly used to tell you that it was because you were easily led.
Also, Molly used to tell you that what you both did was, in a way, flirting. You, always the smart mouth, reminded her that flirting with a gun or a sword was never the way you were thought to, by humans, but then again, neither of you — you, Molly, Alice — were human, so—
so—
When she becomes butterflies for the last time you watch, mesmerized, and reminds what humans told you everywhere about those creatures: that at the same time a butterfly would flap her wings, there was a hurricane somewhere.
Your hurricane had silver hair and scars she made herself with the tip of Ginny’s sword. Your hurricane liked to smoke and to use black even during the hottest summer and never once she smiled at you lovingly. Your hurricane was all smirks and pointed glares and would call you coward here and there.
Except for that one time.
Her admission then sure was a form to say goodbye, even though it took years and years for that to happen.
You still do not believe. You still stare at the butterflies and you scream in your mind for them to come back. You would assemble them back into Alice if you had to, if Sissy wouldn’t, if—
if—
You understand now what Death felt when He knew He had to say goodbye to Beauty and went mad with this feeling.
What comes out of your mouth is a whine, loud and pained that makes Ginny stare at you. She still has the same cold eyes even when her greatest friend is leaving — a hurricane of Alices that will never become Alice again — and you suddenly feel ashamed for feeling.
You feel angry too.
Molly pats your head before she crouches down and hugs your coyote form. You hide your muzzle in her bony shoulders. It’s not so bad, you think. It could be worse. It could be Molly, a single raven flying away from you.
Still, the pain—
this pain—
—never leaves you and is that true love? Is this why Death went mad? Is this why Sissy hides and never leaves the Garden?
What a horrible thing. You don’t want to fall in love ever again.
This wish comes true.
Years will pass before the pain subdues, becomes numb like a scar — still visible, as long as you live
(and you will live long enough to see the pain as part of you, of your personality, of who you are and so will others: this is Johnny Coyote, reaper of bad odds, who fell in love with Big Alice, long dead, and still feels it. Still feels it and the laughter in the background is Death’s, oh, he must have been having a blast from wherever he is)
—, but you won’t forget, or forgive, or stop loving what now is a blurred dream inside your (im)mortal soul.
Sometimes, however, when you’ll be running as a man or as a coyote, you will look in the horizon and see a butterfly like Alice: orange and black, flapping her wings and creating hurricanes. It always seems to be watching you.
You will wonder what would happen if you stretched your arm towards it. If it would fly away or fly to you, land on your fingers or on your muzzle, kiss your skin with its delicate form as if it remembered who it was before it became only an insect (yours).
You, however, will never do it, because the odds are never in your favor. It’s your nature.
She used to call you a coward. Maybe she was right, after all.
A/N.: I should be writing my thesis, but no, let's write fanfic about your research instead of actively analyzing it. It's not like it has been around for over five years, right?
[STAR WARS/STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS] IF WE’RE TALKING BODY, YOU GOT A PERFECT ONE
Pairings: Kylo Ren/Armitage Hux.
Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren and Captain Phasma.
Disclaimer: Star Wars does not belong to me.
Warnings: The title comes from the song "Talking body", by Tove Lo.
This story happens after The Force Awakens but before The Last Jedi. There is a part of this story that was based on a Brooklyn 99 scene.
This is an unrevised work and English is not my mother language, so I'm sorry for the mistakes.
Summary: “Maybe you could find a better way for Ren to lose energy. You see, if he finds a better distraction, he won't…” She shrugs, an impressive feature to be done wearing a full-bodied armor.
In which Phasma gives solid advice, Hux is oblivious as to what it means, Ren is ready to take the General apart in a sexy way and the Finalizer crew fears.
Also on: AO3
“Maybe.” Captain Phasma starts, slowly. “You, sir, could turn the tables on Ren.”
General Hux sighs, rubbing his temples. Every time someone says Ren's name he feels a headache blossoming, almost like a curse itself. Today, he has not only killed two Stormtroopers but also destroyed half of the equipment on medbay when someone told him he should lay down for a while.
“And how am I supposed to do this, Phasma?” Hux asks. He can almost see his reflection in her chromed armor, if not a little distorted. How does she keep it so pristine? he wonders as he observes her, waiting for her answer. It's one thing he admires in her the most: how she is always capable of taking care of her armor without look like a great deal.
Phasma should teach Ren how to do that. And how to be a professional. And how to be an adult. And how not to ruin important equipment when they are on this ship for a reason. And how to not kill his own Stormtroopers. And how—
Perhaps Ren is on our side on purpose, on a mission to the Resistance, Hux thinks. His main job is to be utterly useless and delay everything we do.
It could work. It was working. Hux makes a mental note to investigate his data logs.
“Well,” Phasma says after a long pause. She stops herself again and Hux lifts an eyebrow, confused. “Maybe you could find a better way for him to lose energy. You see, if he finds a better distraction, he won't…” She shrugs, an impressive feature to be done wearing a full-bodied armor.
Hux frowns at the idea. “It could work. He was invested in finding Skywalker for so long and spend enough time away from the Finalizer to do it.” Hux muses. “The problem is that he never listens to my orders and would not truly invest himself on any mission I could give him.”
“I didn't mean like that, sir.” Phasma says hurriedly and Hux stops thinking about possible missions.
“What were you thinking, then?”
She hesitates once again. “Perhaps you could help in distracting him.” Something on her voice is very strained, as if it pained her to say something like that. “You do need a distraction too, sir.”
“Why? I'm not destroying precious equipment and useful men!”
“You are... A little over the edge.”
“I am perfectly fine, Phasma. You are being ridiculous.”
She sighs.
Phasma sighs.
Hux frowns at her for a long moment and when he opens his mouth to ask what was that about, she gets up and asks permission to leave.
.
Hux never forgets. Well, he does. When he is particular drunk on some particular wine or if it's his mother's birthday, but never when he is on duty. He always remembers everything. So, when he next sees Kylo Ren, he thinks of his conversation with Phasma.
A distraction, he thinks as he stares the man walk around hunched over himself, threatening his officers. He is sitting in his chair, reading reports from gamma shift. A distraction for Ren and I.
Ren stops talking all of sudden and straightens his back. His head turns to stare at Hux so fast he wonders how did Ren not have whiplash. Hux frowns.
“What is it, Ren?”
The man does not answer, only breathes more heavily under his mask.
Hux stares at him for a long moment before he turns his eyes to the reports, feeling Ren's heavy stare on him.
.
What Ren and I have in common?, he asks himself one night when he is ready to get a few hours of sleep.
They are almost the same age and they both want the First Order to succeed. More than that, they both have this need to be acknowledged by the Supreme Leader, almost as if he were their father. Ugh, that's a nightmare-inducing thought right there, he thinks.
Hux sighs. What Ren and I could do together to distract each other?
Perhaps a joint mission? A common goal? The girl and the pilot and the Stormtrooper? Phasma would enjoy this mission too, he guesses. It could be something that would bring them together the pillars of the First Order, it—
Someone bangs on his door and Hux jumps at the sound. He gets up from his bed and moves in the dark with the same efficiency he would if the lights were on.
When he opens his door, Kylo Ren is there, walking from one side to the other, breathing heavily.
“What—” Hux starts, but is cut off by Ren's voice.
He sounds strangled. “Your thoughts.” It's all he says. Hux quickly understands.
“Have you been listening to them? Again? How many times have I told you to not do this? Ren, it’s a simple thing, it cannot be so bloody difficult to—”
Kylo Ren doesn't answer. They stare each other for a while before he says: “You— I— You—”
Ren stops himself and only stares. After a moment, Hux feels his head grow heavy. He flinches and takes a step back. “What are you—?”
Ren leaves.
.
His officers are happier. Hux did not rise to his post as General for being observant, so he soon notices the change in his officer’s moods as they pass next to him or work under his orders. The tension in the air has cleared, somehow, and even the Stormtroopers seem to feel safer inside the Finalizer.
Hux is not.
He is mostly annoyed and a little bit confused. Yes, Kylo Ren stopped breaking important equipment. Yes, Kylo Ren did not force choked anyone in a few days. Yes, Kylo Ren is not hovering near his officers and breathing heavily in that unsettling way. However, Kylo Ren does. Not. Stop. Staring. At. him.
Ren is not subtle. He could never be, when he has a mask so big that forces him to turn his head every time he looks at someone. He stares at Hux when they are near each other, ever since he came that night to Hux and caused him a headache as he entered his thoughts. Messy and dangerous, Hux told Supreme Leader Snoke, who found curious that Ren would use so much force to enter an untrained mind like Hux’s, which offended Hux a little by the way Supreme Leader talked about him and his mind.
This oaf, he thinks as he plainly ignores Ren in favor of some meaningless news about ranks on the First Order. A boy that went with him to the Academy just got promoted after he successfully stopped a rebellion on Ibaar. An impressive feature and all he got from it was a small scar on his face. In Hux’s opinion, he became a lot more attractive than he already was, what is kind of unfair, really. He enlarges the image to see him better. The way he smiles to the camera, only one eye open now makes Hux remember he did masturbate once thinking of this boy, when he was much younger and much more confused. If we had time, we could offer support to his troops. It’s a highly unprofessional thought that arouses Hux more than it should. These little fantasies of himself doing something unprofessional for the sake of a good fuck are always his favorite, even though they’ll never be—
The screen of his device suddenly cracks and Hux has to throw it away on the floor as it explodes on his hand. He feels eyes around him as he looks around for Ren in particular, but he is no longer there.
.
“I see you accepted my advice.” Phasma says when they are alone once again.
Hux scoffs at her. “Ren is still insufferable.”
“Yes.” She says, her tone indicating she is having fun. “But he has stopped destroying things.”
“For how long?” Hux asks. “For how long will he stay this well-behaved?”
“As long as you want—”
“Ha!” Hux scoffs. “He is using me as a distraction, that is sure, but we both know he tends to get bored easily.”
“Sir, if I may speak freely.”
“Aren’t you right speaking freely right now?”
“Sir.”
Hux sighs and nods. He threads his fingers through his hair, messing it up, as he waits for whatever it is Phasma will tell him. His eyes fall on the last drawer of his desk, where a perfectly good Hosnian wine is hidden for special occasions, since it’s now as rare as people capable of using the Force.
“I don’t think he will ever get enough of you. He might l—”
“That is just great!” Hux says, just thinking about Ren not getting tired of him takes away his will to live. “What a joy, to be played with for the rest of my life by an overgrown toddler who keeps trying to blow my devices in my face.”
“What?” The confusion in Phasma’s voice is so palpable it scares Hux for a moment.
“What? Did you not hear? He blew up my device on my face— What? ”
Phasma stares at him for a long moment before storming out of the room without asking him to be excused. Not that she needed, but. Rude.
.
Half of the reason why Hux is an insomniac is the fact that he cannot simply sleep. His mind likes to play tricks on him and when he is on the verge of falling asleep, he reaches a conclusion that leaves him awake for the rest of the night. It was like this how he found the solution for Starkiller, for example.
Today, his conclusion is not about weapons that will turn the tides and kill billions of people. Unfortunately. The conclusion is from Phasma’s confusion on their conversation and her outburst. Both were obviously talking about different things related to Ren. What was her conclusion is another story and Hux soon realizes she was talking about something in specific when they first had this conversation and she suggested something to distract Ren with.
What could it be, he wonders as he gets up and decides to revise some of his speeches because it is not likely he will sleep anytime soon.
.
The answer comes to him on the other day, as he is on the bridge and Ren pass by him. He remembers the way he broke his device as he stared at a man Hux would gladly let himself get fucked by and—
“Where is Phasma?” Hux says, louder than necessary, rushing out the words. “Where” And he starts screaming. “Is. Phasma?”
Officer Mitaka starts fumbling on his keyboard, sweat already dripping on his chin. “Uh, she is overseeing training—”
“Get her in my office!” Hux shrieks. He shrieks, red-faced and storming out of the room. “Now or you will not have to worry about Ren ever again, because I will destroy this ship myself!”
A droid beeps near him as the door closes. From inside the bridge, they can hear the sound of its poor body being crushed by General Hux’s boots. Then, its last sound as it is shot down by him.
And then the bridge starts to run madly to get Phasma as fast as possible.
.
Phasma looks rather bored when she sits down in his office, even though when one of the officers on the bridge called her, he was weeping in terror.
“Ren and I?” Hux asks, voice already high enough to break a glass. “Ren and I?”
She stays silent for as long as she can, but soon her shoulders start shaking as she laughs. It is so bad Phasma has to take her helmet off to breathe properly.
.
Forty minutes later, Hux still is screaming.
“Ren and I? How dare you, Captain Phasma. I am your superior officer! Don't ever speak to me like that again!”
.
There is a crowd behind General Hux’s door. They are all frightened and considering what the consequences would be if they were caught listening in to two superior officers conversations, however—
“Ren. And I. Are you listening to yourself? “REN AND I? My relationship with Ren is extremely professional, I’ll have you know. Also, it must be forbidden in at least fifty planets to have sexual intercourse with a child in a man’s body, also Ren and I? Are you insane? Ren. And. I? Ren AND I?!”
.
Ren is, to put it mildly, highly amused. “And here I thought I was considered the most dangerous of our co-commandership.”
Hux, who is running the ship from inside his room for the moment, only glares at Ren. He looks smug even underneath the mask and the armor. The way he leans in against his door, opened with the Force, arms folded against his chest make Hux want to open fire and only stop when there is nothing left.
His breath picks up and Hux tries to contain the thrill of knowing Ren would like that sort of violence. “They ought to know—” Hux says, grinding his teeth, “—who they should truly fear.”
“Yes.” Ren’s voice is thick with want. He enters the room and the sound of the door closing against him makes Hux hard. “You are the most formidable General on the First Order for a reason, are you not?”
“This is highly unprofessional, Ren.” He shifts on his seat at the thought, holding back a whimper. Somehow, Ren seems to notice the sound that never left his body, and he crashes against the desk, hand against Hux’s throat, holding him there.
“Yes.”
“Ren.”
The man squeezes his throat with his one hand. The leather of his gloves scratches the sensitive skin of his neck and Hux moans, not afraid. Something else. He licks his lips before biting it and Ren throws the desk between them against the wall. Hux is so far gone he does not even reprimand him.
.
The next day, Captain Phasma enters the main deck with orders to substitute both Kylo Ren and General Hux for the day. There is a moment of silence before she receives a standing ovation from all the officers on shift.
She humbly accepts the applause.
A/N.: Hux has a “being unprofessional” kink, pass it on.
I have been on this fandom for two years, lurking in the shadows, but it was The Last Jedi's unhealthy relationship that got me into writing here. I have at least three stories that I started of this ship, but could not finish. They are very angsty and filled with myth and pain, but of course the first humorous one I think I finish in a day.
PS: Kylo didn't tell Hux, but Snoke totally knows and he's fine with it.
[MARVEL/MARVEL MOVIES/CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR] I AM A HERO AND HE IS DEAD
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Steve Rogers and T’Challa
Disclaimer: Marvel (All Media Types) does not belong to me.
Warnings: Title is based on the poem the seven muses of the 11 o'clock news, by wytchbytch.
For the MaximoffFicExchange2017.
Summary: In Wakanda, recovering from her time in the prison Ross (Stark, the Pietro inside her head reminds her) locked her away, Wanda heals, Wanda hurts, Wanda plans.
Also on: AO3
Wakanda’s sun warms Wanda more than she thought it would after her time on that prison Stark (I told you we shouldn’t trust him, Stark is a traitor, sister), but her fingers still tremble — for the trauma and for the power. She had forgotten of the way Hydra had spoken of her, about her powers. A true prodigy, the ultimate weapon. What could she not do? Indeed, what she could not do.
(Trust, sister. You cannot trust anyone else but me)
She had progressively gained her powers, outbursts of red lights as she would slowly learn of it. Now it came to her all at once and it is too much, too much, too—
(But not enough to save me)
Wanda threads her fingers on the fabric of her dress and closes her eyes. Breathes in and out, slowly. Meditation was the key before, but her mind is traitorous with this Pietro in it, whispering lies and danger to her, poisoning her memory of him.
(I was kind and I was brave but now I am dead. I am dead and you buried the body, your deft fingers dirty with blood and soil, just like Hydra wanted are you proud, Wanda?)
When she opens her eyes, Steve Rogers is in front of her, looking concerned.
He opens his mouth to ask, but she already knows what he will say. “I’ll be okay.” She says, her voice thick of her accent. It trembles a little. “I just need time—”
“Of course.” Steve Rogers says and she wonders when she will start thinking of him as just Steve, like everyone else.
(When you stop calling me Pietro or brother and I become a shadow of your soul, almost like your favorite poem)
Never, then, she answers herself and feels like laughing. Is she going insane?
(Have you ever been sane, sister? Or I was that too, together with your best part?)
“If you say.” Steve says and sits next to her, keeping a respectful distance between them. Were her parents alive, they would have loved him. The perfect husband, they would whisper, smiling.
Were they alive, she would have a poster of him in her bedroom and would sigh lovingly at his eyes and at his smile. Pietro would make fun of her but would appreciate her taste.
They always were so alike.
“It’s too much.” She confesses, needing to talk to someone. “The power. It came back all at once and I don’t think I can control it now.”
“Of course you can.” Steve Rogers whispers and takes her hand. “It’s yours after all.”
“Is it?” She asks out loud and surprises herself when she notices this. “Sometimes it doesn’t feel like it.”
“What do you mean?”
Wanda smiles bitterly. “Sometimes it feels foreign. Sometimes it feels like it isn’t mine at all. Like a virus crawling inside my skin.”
(Keeping me alive)
“Wanda.” Steve Rogers says, voice full of concern. “Maybe you should talk to T’Challa about this.”
She smiles bitterly. “What is he going to do?”
“He knows a lot. Maybe he could help—”
“I don’t know.”
(I don’t trust, you mean)
“Wanda, you have to let us in.” Steve Rogers says, voice kind.
“I did.” She answers him. “Vision. He understood.”
(But he wasn’t me. He isn’t)
“Like Pietro.”
Wanda’s lips tremble at his name.
“Are you feeling okay? Are you—?”
“Have you ever lost someone you had your whole life so suddenly, so—”
“Yes.” Steve Rogers murmurs and his eyes travel to T’Challa’s tower. “I do.”
Wanda bristles. Her eyes turn red for a moment and she feels it. She feels herself losing control. “You have him back. It doesn’t count.”
He at least has the decency to look ashamed. “Yes, I guess so. But for many years I—”
“How did you deal with that?”
“I didn’t. I just put myself out there. Again and again and again until I found him. Or until he found me, at least.”
“I want him back.” She whispers. “I just— I need him. He was my everything. I don't know how to be alone.”
(But you’re not)
“The one in my head is not enough.”
“The one in your—?”
“My memories.” She explains quickly. “My memories of him aren’t enough.”
(You can change this. You know you can. You just have to wish hard enough. Onto a falling star. Onto yourself)
“It’s impossible to bring the dead back, Wanda. Even though we want to.”
“I know.” She whispers.
(Do you?)
“Talk to T’Challa. He is wise beyond time, he'll know how to help.”
Wanda smiles weakly. “I will.”
“Maybe he knows how to move on too.”
(You don’t need to move on. You need me. And we know you’ll never leave me. I’ll never leave you. I’ll never ever leave you. Do you even want me to?)
She sighs and closes her eyes. Wanda feels the power between her fingers, the nature around her, the wind moving through webs of red power. With a twirl of fingers, the wind changes direction, gains strength and knocks her hair onto her face. A sea of auburn hair blinds her for a moment and in this red darkness she sees Pietro and he smirks and winks and she is so close, so close she can touch. Wanda can have him, Wanda can have him again, she can—
The blue sky blinds her with its brightness, the light takes Pietro away from her. Wanda feels ashamed of its clarity, though she does not know why.
Wanda looks at Steve Rogers, still there, eyes concerned, face pale.
(He fears you, Wanda. They all do. He is Stark on another body. His hands are too red with the blood of others, mine own too)
“It shouldn’t be this easy to change the direction of the wind.” Wanda says, frowning.
He forces a smile. “Maybe it is for a few people. You can’t be the only one.”
.
“You are not.” T’Challa says, his thick accent a reminder she is not the only foreigner. Even though it’s his country.
She misses Sokovia.
She misses Vision.
She misses her old life.
She misses, more than anything, Pietro.
(I’m here, sister. I’m here for you)
“I’m not.” Wanda says slowly. “I’m not alone.” She can hear the relief in her own words.
“No. What you do is magic. And there are many who can do the same.” He smiles at this and his eyes show a warmth that makes Wanda understand why he is a king. Why people trust him with their own life.
“Here?”
“Yes.”
“Could they teach me?”
He stares at her for a long moment. He welcomed her with a smile, but now his eyes are hard like the steel of his claws. The change is what makes him a king, Wanda understands. It’s like a slap in the face and she takes a step back. Right, she remembers herself. I killed his own, because she wasn’t fast enough, because she wasn’t Pietro.
(That’s why you need me, sister. Where you see, I deliver. We survived everything for a reason. United we stand, divided we fall. I did first, and now you are going down because they, they don’t trust you)
“I think you need more than we can help. I think you need to go where they learned everything.”
“Where?”
“Kamar-Taj” He says after a moment of silence. Hesitation.
Inside her head, she feels Pietro smile. Not that smirk she hated and loved at the same time, but a malicious one that makes her shudder.
(Yes, there. It’s there, Wanda. You can feel it, can’t you? The possibilities)
I believe it was @belletowerblog who requested I draw Scarlet Witch taking care of Quicksilver. This is what I ended up drawing….that was also a request from long ago. But now I don’t have anymore fanart backlog. Woohoo!
