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been meaning to remake my nav post for ages now đ so here it is! I'm jack/gwen; I'm a trans, disabled author; i go by any pronouns, really, and here are my wips:
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IRONBLOODS | drafting
Two siblingsâone: a boy who doesn't know who or what he is, and the other: a girl in love with the very thing that brings her danger. Both, hybrids of humans and faeries, and both, considered dangerous by faeries and people alike, for the powers they possess and the thoughts they believe.
So, when his sister is stolen away from the world they've always called home, Kiraan needs to figure out just who he is, what he wants, and if he's as dangerous as everyone believes him to be.
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KEYLESS HEARTS | re-outlining
Oraen and the Underkeepâtwo very different cities ruled under the same people. Rich and the poor, the remembered and the forgotten. An unsteady peace with bitter anger rising to its ranks in the form of venom and despair.
And when Nikoâa man with one too many secrets trying to survive in the wrong placeâstarts experimenting with what science and magic can really do, that thread finally snaps apart.
War is only the beginning, and it's not just one of guns and knives.
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FIREFLY | outlining, drafting
There's something wrong in the town of Wormwood, and thatâthat's a cliche sentence in and of itself, isn't it?
It's true, though.
A lab hidden deep in the forest; children disappearing in the meer hours of the morning to late evening; monsters that were once people staggering about, fungus sprouting like it belongs there and always hiddenâ
A girl without any memories or heartbeat, dirt and blood covering her skin, surrounded by people she's never met.
And that's not where it begins, but that's where the story starts.


















