#complicit fic

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In honour of updating my fic, let me present to you a timeline of complicit Ramsay and Theon!

They are… going through some things.

Here’s the side-by-side

Please check the new chapter out!! Took me a while to write so I hope ye like it :3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57919426/chapters/161293021

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Complicit, chapter 2

Chapter summary:

Lisa continues her investigation into Noah...

Fic summary:

Lisa has a crisis of faith in her role as a police officer when she discovers a man is practicing conversion 'therapy' in her neighbourhood.

Tags: Police Procedural, Crisis of Faith, conversion therapy, Homophobia, Crime Fighting, Lisa questions everything, Carla finally gets a little introspective about realising she's queer, Police homophobia, Noah Hedley, Canon compliant until the 29/08/25 episode, Anxiety, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

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Complicit, interlude (ch.4)

Chapter summary:

Carla puts words to feelings.

surprise, here's another Complicit update already! Not a full chapter, this one — just one scene, a flashback, which technically would also work as a standalone piece if you don't have time to read the full story. Just 2.5k words :)

excerpt:

Doubt began setting in. Did she even have any idea what she was talking about? Had she picked up on actual signals or simply fallen for some filmic misdirection? It was all made up, after all. Sometimes it seemed like just when she thought she was beginning to get to grips with the new layers of understanding opened up by her sexuality — the little context clues, the hidden meaning in what people chose to omit or reveal about themselves and others — the universe found a way to humble her. It was like starting to learn a new language and realising how very far from fluent you were when suddenly faced with a native speaker. The relationship she understood — the sex, the love, Lisa. That had all come naturally to her. But to suddenly be part of a new culture at fifty-years-old frequently had her feeling out of her depth. Lisa was studying her thoughtfully. “Can I just point out the irony of you of all people being shocked by this?” she teased, nodding at the TV.

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enjoy <3

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(WIP)

When ur drawing is so stinking cute you have to take a literal break to collect urself

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Complicit, chapter 3

Chapter summary:

Lisa comes face-to-face with Noah Hedley once again, and Carla learns some hard truths.

Fic summary:

Lisa has a crisis of faith in her role as a police officer when she discovers a man is practicing conversion 'therapy' in her neighbourhood.

Tags: Police Procedural, Crisis of Faith, conversion therapy, Homophobia, Crime Fighting, Lisa questions everything, Carla finally gets a little introspective about realising she's queer, Police homophobia, Noah Hedley, Canon compliant until the 29/08/25 episode, Anxiety, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

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Complicit (a Swarla fic)

Chapter 1 available now

Fic summary:

Lisa has a crisis of faith in her role as a police officer when she discovers a man is practicing conversion 'therapy' in her neighbourhood.

Tags: Police Procedural, Crisis of Faith, conversion therapy, Homophobia, Crime Fighting, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Lisa questions everything, Carla finally gets a little introspective about realising she's queer, Police homophobia, Noah Hedley, Canon compliant until the 29/08/25 episode, Anxiety

(Read on AO3)

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How about 🤡🦅👀🤭 for the fic asks please? :)

thanks for asking these questions!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh? tbh i haven't written much comedy yet. Complicit is meant to be dark and moody, so I've not brought any humour into that so far. Relight My Fire has had a small amount of subtle humour, e.g. the ending of the first chapter, Lisa just… embarrassing herself in the second, Carla's exasperation towards Roy, Carla eyeing up the firefighter who turned out to be gay and meanwhile not realising that he's ribbing Lisa about her, etc

But I'm currently writing a one-shot that should at least be fun, even if I don't pull off making it actually funny. there's a tension in it between Sally who has the perfect excuse for being quite invasive about Carla and Lisa's relationship (because she's asking them the Mrs & Mrs questions at the hen do) and Lisa, who of course is very hesitant to reveal too much. unfortunately for her, Carla is quite drunk and happily blabbing. It's a bit of an exercise in fine-tuning comedic timing and playing with some incongruity, cos I don't want to over rely on sarcasm.

Anyway, bearing in mind that this is extremely first draft, writing this gave me a giggle:

Sally almost curtseys, bowing her head obsequiously, then re-examines her sheet of paper. Suddenly she looks all too pleased with herself. “Ah yes, well, following on from the previous question… though I must warn you, they do get a little bit more naughty from here…” “Invasive, more like,” Carla mutters so only Lisa can hear. “So the next one,” Sally continues, cheerily: “after how many dates did you first sleep together?” “Oh my God,” Betsy groans at the bar, as more laughter fills the room. “I’m sorry, Betsy,” Sally calls out, sounding not at all sorry, “but this is a very commonly asked question for this type of game.” “That doesn't mean you have to ask them,” Betsy mutters. “Now where would be the fun in that?” “Can we guess?” asks Izzy, then without waiting for a response, she throws out: “first date?” “Er, no…” Lisa replies, hearing how strained her voice is. Carla snorts softly at her side. “Second?” asks Fiz. Carla shakes her head. “The third date?” Maria asks, though she sounds skeptical. “I'm gonna put them out of their misery,” Carla tells Lisa with a pointed look.

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants? a bit of a mixture, tbh but I lean more towards the latter. for RMF i have a general idea of the full structure, with the first act the most heavily outlined, while the others are more vague at the moment. With Complicit, I know how it needs to end but I'm very open to wherever the muse wants to take me on the journey to get there. the first one-shot that i wrote, energy, was only 1k words and just spilled out of me in 3 hours so there was no planning there, and the Mrs & Mrs one-shot is structured by the questions that Sally asks - I did some research online to get example questions and then decided on the ones that could actually be interesting or revealing if we saw Carla and Lisa answering them, organised them into groups, and those are forming the spine of the narrative structure.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please! as mentioned, my newest idea is the Mrs & Mrs one-shot. it occurred to me recently that it could be fun to write those scenes that we didn't get to see on the show, because there's a big community vibe, and probably lots of teasing, but also so much love, and a chance for the characters to look back on and recontextualise their relationship in much more positive circumstances than they did in the 15 minute long scene we got from the soap back in November

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works? erm, I just use whatever tags are relevant to the story I'm writing. looking at what i've got so far, it looks like angst is the one that features in all of them, which makes me sound like a super heavy angst writer lol but I think anyone who reads my stuff knows that I keep it balanced

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WIP WORD TRAIN

Tagged by @pseudonym-s with the word CRUEL.

AAAUGHGHHHHHH THANKS FOR THE TAG HUEHEUEHUE, I sadly won’t be tagging anyone further because I don’t have any fanfic mutuals that HAVEN’T participated in this yet [singular tear trickles down my cheek]

C

Clenched his jaw so as to not show any fear, but Reek couldn’t help but clutch his rifle tighter at the distinct feeling that nobody wanted him there. (Complicit, chapter 25)

R

Ramsay was a hunter at heart, and no predator likes prey that doesn’t run. Though, Reek wasn’t prey. He could sense that–though never admitted out loud–Ramsay was aware of that fact, too. Though his master derived immense pleasure from asserting dominance over him, Reek still noticed the subtle flashes of fear in those devoid eyes the few times Ramsay got a glimpse of the person beneath Reek’s quivering flesh. The person that once had a name, now merely reduced to a hulking beast. The animal he so desperately tried to keep under wraps for the sake of the game. But it was hungry, and clawing at the walls of Reek’s mind. (Obsessed, chapter 3)

U

“Unlike me?” Robb glanced at him, mouth pulled tight as to indicate indifference, but his eyes desperately sought approval. He was so adorably blind to himself, it was almost comical. Theon ignored him, flashing a toothy grin. “Unlike you.” (Complicit, chapter 18)

E

Endlessly pulled down, down, down, numbly frozen fingers pulling at the current. Tendrils of lifeblood sucked out his tumbling body, disappearing upstream as he continued, struggling in the throes of the waves. He was dying. (Seeeecret 🤫)

L

Looking back up at Ramsay was a mistake, for he was standing with his face–or rather mask–a few meager inches away from Theon’s. Practically breathing down his neck, it was uncomfortably close, and it took Theon’s all not to visibly startle. (Complicit, chapter 16)

As per the name of the game, these are all wips/drafts so they aren’t the best, NOR are they guaranteed to pop up AHHDHAHSH