feet on the ground, head in the clouds

fic writer, fantasy enjoyer, cosplayer

[pretchatta]

pretchatta's masterlist

pretchatta on ao3 || writing tag (top picks)

I’m not able to write as much any more but I hope to someday return to my wips folder

ratings: (G)eneral, (T)een, (M)ature, (E)xplicit

fics marked with a * have only been posted on tumblr

rebels:

instructions: how to make tea* (kanan & chopper, G)

life day ghosts (hera & jacen, G)

golden light* (hera/reader!kanan, G)

spectre seven to ghost* (kanan & jacen, G)

all spectre's eve (the ghost crew dress up to go trick-or-treating, G)

the warmth of a moment (ghost crew+wren family, winter family fluff, G)

his worst nightmare (kanan has a nightmare, T)

the final dawn (hera/numa, T)fever relief (kanan/rex/hera, E)

rebels appreciation week (various art and fic pieces)

rebels/kanera:

love languages and laundry* (G)

i saw her tomorrow (kanan/hera, jedi night time travel fix-it, G)

kanan and the underworld (orpheus and eurydice, G)

is this love?* (sharing a bed, G)

pining* (G)

faking it official (not-actually-fake relationship with the whole family, G)

making it official (the wedding prequel, T)

mark of the phoenix (soulmates/soulmarks au, T)

a rude awakening* (T) (explicit version)

hear it in the silence (songfic, T)

the laws of spectre dynamics (modern university au, T)

as if you were a mythical thing (lekku massage, T)

tripping the light fantastic (undercover as married at a fancy event, T)

reflections in a broken mirror (jedi caleb meets pregnant hera for the rebels minibang, T)

caf machine's broken (M)

a thousand lives (inquisitor!kanan for swbb2022, M)

tipping the velvet (sequel to tripping the light fantastic, E)

thinking of you (E)

swoon june (30 romantic prompt fills for kanera, various ratings)

7 standalone fics for kanera week 2021

original trilogy:

the generals (hera & lando, set during rotj, G)

the clone wars:

civil war (obi-wan/satine on the run during the mandalorian civil war, E)

life & death (bo-katan would never forget the night her nephew was born, T)

catharsis (tears of the heart) (obi-wan/satine after onaconda farr's funeral, G)

breakable heaven (aayla/padmé aotc au, T)

unity in the face of destruction (aayla/bly, T)

the mandalorian:

forging (the armorer reflects on the past, G)

sleep, little soldier (din & grogu, G)

chaos engineering (din & grogu, written for the clan of two zine, G)

the bad batch:

wartime traditions (cham/eleni/howzer, T)

coming home (cham/eleni/howzer, cont. from wartime traditions, E)

post-war traditions (cham/eleni/howzer, T)

[lena-hills]

Historical Kanera have taken over my brain and refused to let go

Scene from next week's chapter of Moonlight & Masquerades on Ao3, where Kanan and Hera are allied spies during the Napoleonic Wars!

[junkiechurch]

they’re banning cis ppl from sports after an investigation revealed they were annoying

[his-dark-memerials-deactivated2]

He doesn’t even know, and he doesn’t want to.

[thatdisasterauthor]

I don't go here but I feel like "It's a metaphor. Don't force it to do the work of a fact." is a great statement about literature and fan-content in general.

[kaladinstorms]

drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

Shallan meets Kaladin after her attempt to infiltrate the palace at Kholinar. She needs reassurance; she needs to know that she's safe, she can keep going, she's alive. Kaladin is what she needs, and while he only meant to give her a surgeon's once-over, his feelings for her make him all too willing to give in to her.

Set during Oathbringer.

rating: explicit; kaladin/shallan(veil); 1.5k words

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Shallan wrapped her arms tightly around herself, her back to the stone wall. She slid down until she was sitting on the grimy floor of the abandoned building, her arms pressed into her thighs and her chin to her knees.

For several nerve-wracking minutes, her only companion was the sound of her breathing. In, out. In, out. 

Finally, Kaladin appeared in the empty doorway, Pattern dimpling his coat.

“Storms!” he said, kneeling beside her. “Shallan, what happened to you?”

“Well,” she said, relaxing her arms and legs enough that the bloodstain covering her chest was visible, “as a connoisseur of things that have killed me, I think a sword happened.”

Kaladin’s eyes widened at the sight. “Shallan…”

“The evil force that rules the palace did not think highly of someone coming with a letter from the king.” She smiled at him. “You could say, um, it made that point quite clear.”

Smile, she thought. I need you to smile.

I need what happened to be alright. Something that can simply roll off me.

Please.

“Well…” Kaladin started. “I’m glad we… took a stab at this anyway.”

He smiled.

It was all right. Just another day, another infiltration. Relief washed through her in a cooling, calming wave. He helped her to her feet, then went to check on her wound.

His hand against her chest made her breath catch. His fingers found her skin through the hole in her coat and the feelings swirling within her suddenly turned warm.

Kaladin seemed to realise where his hands were and he froze before trying to pull back, but Shallan’s hand covered his, keeping it pressed against her.

“Sorry,” he stammered. “Surgeon’s instincts.”

His face was very close to hers, though she saw little else beyond his eyes. Those hard, intense eyes; whether brown or blue, looking into them was like looking into a highstorm. Her breath was coming heavily enough that both of their hands moved with her chest. Slowly, she moved his hand, sliding it over until it cupped her breast through her coat. 

She saw the shift in his expression as she did that. She saw the uncertainty get replaced with hunger and the self-control slip away. Her eyes dropped to his lips; slightly parted. She only saw them for a second, because a second later they were pressed against her own.

She gasped into his mouth as all of her senses were suddenly consumed by Kaladin. The firm muscles of his body pushing her against the hard stone wall, his scent filling her nose, his hair brushing her cheek, his large, warm hands on her breast and her waist. She pressed herself even closer against him, his warmth a reminder of how real and alive he was.

Their kiss drew corrupted passionspren but Shallan hardly noticed them. Her entire world was Kaladin.

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[jellyfishforest135]

Kanera but make it superheroes

[iunpackmyadjectives]

So I made a fully functioning mini book shelf of Star Wars fan fiction for my art class

Yes, every single book has a custom cover, and yes, the entire fics were formatted, printed out, and bound into these books

More photos and fic list under the cut!

Here are all the covers, which I designed by myself on procreate before printing

The fics featured are:

Must Be A Jedi Thing??? and Rebellion Shenanigans by @chaoticdumbassrogue

How to Accidentally Marry Your Best Friend by @jedi-nurse

Marriage; (noun) by Missuniverse5000bc

And They Were Roommates by @jellyfishforest135

Rain/Fall by @lothcatlovesysalamiri

The Laws of Spectre Dynamics by @pretchatta

Hold on Tight, Lothmonkey by me

Best Enemies Forever by @jessicas-pi

Falling Slowly and I Don't Know You But I Want To by IKnowWhatToSayNow

For the Sake of Prisoners and the Flight of Birds by @lena-hills

The Legend of Liob by @killbothtwins

The Call of the Force by @spectre83

In Another Life (You Were the Sunshine of My Lifetime) by me

And to properly show the scale of these books, the inside of one of them:

Thank you so much to everyone who wrote the fics that I put on the shelf, you are all incredible authors. And for all my favorite authors that I couldn't fit into the shelf, I was working within a very small word count range and cried a little for many fics that I couldn't fit.

[pretchatta]

this is so adorable and cool and I'm so honoured that my fic is in your tiny library!!!

[jellyfishforest135]

I like to pretend s3e1 of Star Wars Visions is actually a Kanera AU

[heavensenthale]

I think we should all quit our jobs and write explicit fanfic instead

[serekka]

The End of Everything

Rating: Explicit

Fandoms: Andor, Star Wars: A New Hope

Relationships: Kleya/Vel

Summary:

The end has come for the Rebellion; the Death Star has come for Yavin IV. Everything Kleya has spent her life building is about to be blown to stardust and the Rebellion is powerless to stop it. All she and Vel can do is bear witness to its final moments. But then Luke Skywalker turns his targeting computer off and fires his proton torpedoes, and suddenly it's the Empire who has lost its power. Kleya's mission is complete – and she's very much alive at the end of it. Something Vel is more than willing to share in.

I've adored watching Andor season 2 and couldn't resist writing a post-Andor oneshot with our girl Kleya!

Link

[starwarsblr]

Andor Make It Stop | 2.10

[loth-creatures]

You know what while we're on the topic I'll fucking say it I don't think Hera would have kept the pregnancy if Kanan was alive. She would not have willingly dealt with pregnancy during All That if it wasn't for the fact that it was the last piece of Kanan she would ever have. And I bet having to make that decision fucked her up

[spaceprincessleia]

He always used to say ... "Know your way out before you go in." (Andor 2x12)

[kamillahn]

Andor - 'What a Festive Evening' - S02E06

[chromaherder]

Been thinking about them lately.

[peachandpinwheel]

one of the hundred things I love about Andor is that in the end, all the villains were destroyed not in an epic showdown with the rebels or whoever but by the machine that they worked for. syril was a faceless casualty of the genocide he helped create. dedra was done in for putting ambition over conformity to the machine, and she took down partagaz, who essentially created her, along with her. even heert was quite literally killed by his own droid and his own men. all of them were crushed by the wheel they dedicated their lives to keep turning. it's just so deeply deeply satisfying.

[eldritch-ace]

May the fourth be with you!!! 💫✨