when they first found the trailblazer

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when they first found the trailblazer
danstarch fic post.
thought i'd move some of the links from my ao3 to here, if anyone wanted to read some writing that i've done recently for the pairing <3
>> mine, yours and ours. 6.7k. rated G. ao3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/56194444
“I’m fine. I simply was looking for my coat, I was unable to find it earlier.” March’s mouth forms a small “O” as she looks down at the coat she wears. Her expression flits between apologetic and unbothered, eventually landing on amused somehow. She places the pad down, smiling as she adjusts the fabric to rest back on her shoulder, “Well, you did find it.” “That, I did.” She only grins wider at this, mischief flickering in her eyes, “You know it’s mine now, right?”
>> stillness in woe. 7k. rated T. ao3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/56635792
“But—“ Her voice shakes, briefly out of her own control, “—This could’ve been way more serious. Dan Heng, what if…” “March,” If his tone could soften more, it does in that moment. Teal irises glow ever so slightly in the barely there light in her room, crinkling at the corners, “You’re fretting.” “Of course I’m fretting! It’s not everyday that someone I really love gets super badly hurt … it happens way more often than I’d like.”
>> control and loss of control. 11.2k. rated E. ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56925475/chapters/144749512
He can’t even remember the last time he’d been this protective over … well, much of anything. Defensive in the field, sure, it came with the territory of being a Nameless, but raising his hackles over innocent interactions certainly wasn’t something he made a habit of. They were their own people, it wasn’t his place to be acting as if they could only exist in his space. Yet there’s something lurking just beneath his consciousness that calls for the opposite, that barely wants anyone else looking at them. It’s then and there, while the three of them are sitting down for a late lunch that the pieces click into place. He is, unreasonably, screwed. - or, Dan Heng experiences his first rut in a long while.
stillness in woe
synopsis:
“But—“ Her voice shakes, briefly out of her own control, “—This could’ve been way more serious. Dan Heng, what if…” “March,” If his tone could soften more, it does in that moment. Teal irises glow ever so slightly in the barely there light in her room, crinkling at the corners, “You’re fretting.” “Of course I’m fretting! It’s not everyday that someone I really love gets super badly hurt … it happens way more often than I’d like.”
pairings: dan heng/stelle, dan heng/march 7th, march 7th/stelle, dan heng/stelle/march 7th word count: 7k a/n: heed the tags. angst with a happy ending, but march worries a lot about the injuries her partners have sustained since she got to know them -- and it's finally too much for her to handle. ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56635792