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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
there’s dirt on our uniforms
Summary: Violence is never the answer, except when sometimes it is. Like when it comes to punching Champ Hardy's evil spawn in the schnoz. Nothing like punching Champ Hardy's evil spawn in the schnoz while sporting some sick Buzz Lightyear light-up sneakers.
For @wayhaughtficrec.
My apologies...
I know I’ve received a number of messages asking about my writing and when I’ll be updating.
I am here and I am still alive if my occasional reblogging doesn’t already suggest that. I started a new job a little over a month ago and I’m a dumbass who is still working my old job, too. So I work 40-56 hours a week, six or seven days. Suffice to say, I am a worthless sack of human when I’m home.
Also, there’s this really, absolutely lovely person who’s stolen my attention. I do owe her a story, though, so I’ll sit down and work on that soon. Hopefully.
But I haven’t forgotten about my stories or our family of choice.
In the meantime, go harass @wayhaughtficrec or read Get Lost (again) by @sensitive-pigeon
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
sunbeams will soon smile through (good morning)
Summary: “Hey! You gonna help me or not?”
“That depends. Do you have a fire extinguisher this time?”
“That was one time and you were supposed to be in charge of the waffle maker.”
“It had faulty wiring.”
“You almost burned down my moms’ house.”
“Shoulda has a fire extinguisher handy.”
OR
Belle wants to make breakfast for her moms and enlists Alice's help. She's not sure if she would have been better off with or without it.
For @haught0pocket. Happy birthday!
Find the master list for my ‘our family of choice’ au series here.
BRUH what if snowball fight
fox in the snow (where do you go?)
Summary: Belle pulls at the knit toque on her head, trying to tug it over her ears, which are starting to sting in the cold. She waits, kicking at a pine cone on top of the snow. It sails down the hill, broken apart by the force of her kick and already brittle from the wintry weather.
She isn’t particularly sure that they should be doing this. Her mama told them to stay out of trouble because she had to run into town to drop something off at the station. She said she trusted them not to do something that Wynonna would do because they’re smarter and more responsible than that.
Does building a toboggan obstacle course on the steepest hill on the homestead count as smart and responsible?
(Probably not.)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
after the bombs
Summary: Nobody would say that Wynonna Earp doesn’t know how to cope.
They just wouldn’t say that she knows how to cope well.
Especially when she drives out to the outskirts of town with a bottle of whiskey, a box of ammo, and a long-standing quarrel with the Welcome to Purgatory sign.
A follow-up to ‘driving away from the wreck of the day’.
For Louhaught.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
they say that time’s supposed to heal ya
Summary: Wynonna isn’t good at apologizing. Honestly, she’s pretty awful at it if her encounter with flipping August Hamilton is any indication. It also made at least one other thing perfectly clear — Wynonna has hurt a lot of people and she won’t ever win a popularity contest in Purgatory.
She isn’t good at apologies. But she needs to get this one right. She needs for this one to be real and good and honest and genuine. Because she needs Alice to know.
She’s sorry.
For @sensitive-pigeon.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
fox in the snow (where do you go?)
Summary: Belle pulls at the knit toque on her head, trying to tug it over her ears, which are starting to sting in the cold. She waits, kicking at a pine cone on top of the snow. It sails down the hill, broken apart by the force of her kick and already brittle from the wintry weather.
She isn’t particularly sure that they should be doing this. Her mama told them to stay out of trouble because she had to run into town to drop something off at the station. She said she trusted them not to do something that Wynonna would do because they’re smarter and more responsible than that.
Does building a toboggan obstacle course on the steepest hill on the homestead count as smart and responsible?
(Probably not.)
For @sensitive-pigeon. Or anon. If you aren’t pidge, too.
I love the idea of a follow up chapter between Wynonna and Alice! Thank you so much for responding! Not a ton of authors actually do lol
Hi anon,
This follow-up ficlet is for you!
blue eyes, blue eyes
Summary: “So. Wanna tell me why your cousin broke Chump Jr.’s nose?”
Wynonna wants to know why Belle sucker punched Bradley James in the schnoz, and she asks Alice for the answer.
A follow-up ficlet to there’s dirt on our uniforms.
Find the ‘our family of choice’ master list here
