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[vicdraws]

Missed drawing the liaison™️

[shutuperce]

happy wip wednesday i am still working on my byler / elumax prom fic... i have been thoroughly convinced by this post by @magentamee​ that byler will dance not in secret but in the prom with the rest of the party. i wrote a fic with them dancing to time after time a few weeks ago so i’ve selected crazy for you by madonna to be their slow dance song  ;)

so that will be out soon! and on another note i’ve found the momentum (FINALLY) to write another chapter of all this and heaven too, which is my st season 5 fic that will be painfully long and result in byler endgame... but the amount of povs i have to write is exhausting :’)

so here’s a snippet of the newest chapter i’m working on <3

[vicdraws]

the liaison gets interviewed

[m1smatched-starsigns]

All This and Heaven, Too?

in response to this post:

my Silverstream one/two-shot! In a similar fashion to HHIEOY it's a character study that follows Silverstream from her apprenticeship to her death, and covers everything in between, including (but not limited to): the pressure to be Crookedstar's perfect daughter; her complicated feelings towards Willowbreeze and the way the Clan compares them; her relationships with Mistyfoot, Stonefur, Oakheart and Graypool; finding out that there's a secret surrounding Misty/Stone; her relationship with Leopardfur; and falling in love with Graystripe and finally making a choice that brings her happiness... however short-lived it may be.

It can be a standalone fic, but I do mean for it to be a companion piece to FAB, and possibly the Hawk/Feather fic that I plan on revisiting someday.

I tried writing it from Graystripe's perspective and I gave up rather quickly. It felt like pulling teeth and I'm a firm believer that if it's not enjoyable to write, then it might not be enjoyable to read, either. Everything started to flow better once I switched to Silverstream's perspective!

For fun, here's an excerpt of what I currently have written:

Stonepaw and Mistypaw mumble half-heartedly as Graypool covers them in licks; they’re embarrassed by her antics, but only because they have to be embarrassed. Silverpaw’s smile softens, bittersweet. Watching Graypool coo over the littermates always stirs that feeling inside her chest.

“I won the competition,” she speaks up.

Graypool looks up at Silverpaw, then, and her smile softens a bit as well; bittersweet. “Today was your day, huh?” Graypool licks the top of Silverpaw’s head and says, “Well done, Silverpaw.”

Graypool loves Silverpaw, loves her the same way she loves her own two kits. But Silverpaw thinks, sometimes, it must be difficult for Graypool to look at her and see anyone but Willowbreeze. Sometimes she wonders if Graypool looks at her and sees the reason that Willowbreeze is dead.