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The first (hopefully) annual Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Week takes place the week of October 23-29, 2022 onTumblr. You may post your works on Tumblr, Ao3, Deviantart, or anywhere you choose so long as you link them in your Tumblr posts if they are off-site.
Be creative with each daily prompt! Submissions should have an LGBTQ+ character, ship or topic at their core along with the daily theme. Don’t forget to tag us at @smlgbtqweek and use the hashtags #smlgbtweek22 and/or #smlgbtqweek22 so we can reblog your work!
I know the prompt list is exciting, but hold off and post your writing or art on the actual day assigned to the prompt..
The prompts are as follows:
Sunday, October 23: First Meeting/First Date When and how did the characters meet and/or what was their first date like?
Monday, October 24: Time Warp/Time Loop The characters are caught in a time warp or time loop! How did this happen? How do they get out of it?
Tuesday, October 25: Fluff Make it as sweet and fluffy as you want! This doesn’t necessarily have to be romantic, just cute.
Wednesday, October 26: Identity Explore the characters’ LGBTQ+ identity in some way. Maybe how they came to realize how they identify or how their identity impacts their lives?
Thursday, October 27: Holidays/Festivals Of course this is spooky season, so Halloween would be great, but feel free to do any holiday or festival you like.
Friday, October 28: Death/NDE Have these characters died or cheated death? In SM that’s pretty much everyone! Let’s explore that.
Saturday, October 29: Free Day No prompt today, so run wild! Create whatever you like, just remember to keep it LGBTQ+ to fit the theme of the week.
Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment's mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.
A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me.
AO3 link
ELLA
“Aaron.”
I say. It’s still dark outside. Our small tent, our small universe, is also pitch black. But I’m not scared. Not anymore. I’m never scared here, I’m never scared with him. Even with everything I know, with everything I learned recently. Even if I try, I can’t be. I don’t know if it’s because I love him so much or if it’s because I know he will feel it if I do. Either way, all I feel is this need.
I have to tell him.
I have to do it or I’ll explode.
“Love?”
He says and I can’t help but think his raspy morning voice is one of my favorite sounds in the world. The fact a person with so little love shown to him in his life being is so willing to give me pet names - love, sweetheart, baby - filled me with such a tender feeling sometimes my heart with such a tender feeling that my heart skips a beat.
“This is going to be my last one.”
Aaron opens his green eyes with a flutter of blond lashes. It’s dark, yes, but I don’t need to see his eyes to know their color. Grass and leaves and fields I never thought I’d see again. His hand travels up my spine. He feels my determination, but he doesn’t understand.
“What do you mean?”
I feel like he knows what I’m talking about. The mission we have to leave to in a couple of hours. Take down a world government. Kill my sister. Defeat my father. The usual tuesday for us. I know he has barely slept tonight. So have I. But for different reasons.
“This is my last mission.”
He is quiet for a second and then he pulls me closer, his arms pressing me against his chest. He is back to his normal weight after the weeks we spent here and I can feel his muscles responding to being well fed and exercised. Sometimes I think I never saw him this healthy, I don’t know if it’s the effect of clean air or if it’s the effect of love and friendship. Perhaps it’s both.
“I won’t let anything happen to you, Ella.”
I know he means it. And I believe him. As I said, I’m not scared. I hug his waist. Press my face against his chest and take a deep breath.
“I’m not worried about that. We won’t fail. I made a promise to my sister I intend to keep. We’ll do what we have to… And we’ll be back” I say, slowly, trying to weave my fears into words. “But then, I’m done. I won’t do anything else”.
Warner lets out a small thoughtful sound. He is quiet for a couple of minutes, his fingers trailing up and down the back of my neck.
“Anything else?”
He finally says.
“No more missions. No more politics… No more sectors. I’m done.”
Aaron goes quiet. Then goes: “I understand.”
“Do you?”
“I… Understand you’ve been through a lot. And we were built for being in charge. You more than anyone else. But… Being in charge and served our parents nothing but… Horrors and heartbreak.”
So he doesn’t understand. I shake my head. It is a very good reason, but it’s not mine. It’s not the real one.
“Nothing would make me happier than trying… Working hard to try and fix what our parents did. What they tried to do with the world.” I stop. This is harder than I first thought. Aaron must be starting to feel my nervousness. “Except… Maybe this.”
“This?”
Even in the closed tent, under the cover, inside Aaron’s arms, it seems like it’s too open. It has been just mine until a couple of days ago. Still, I hadn’t said it out loud. I’d only gotten the news, gotten up and left.
I pull him closer. He smells like soap and rosemary. My lips brush against his ear and I hesitante. He tightens his grip on me in anticipation.
And then I say
I whisper
I murmur it so low I’m scared he didn’t listen and I’ll have to say it again
I say it one more time.
It starts to taste better in my tongue. There is a moment of silence. I hold my breath.
Hello! Today is the first day of Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Week 2022!
Today’s prompt is First Meeting/First Date! Have fun and go creative with the prompt! Can’t wait to see the amazing fanworks that go with it! Here are some images that go with the prompt!
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Hey everyone! Today is day 6 of Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Week 2022!
Today's prompt is Death/NDE.
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Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.
A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me
AO3 link | First Chapter | Index
KENJI
We follow Ella through the fields towards the house. The dogs run around us, keeping our small group together like sheep.
“Do they have names?”
I ask, just because the silence is uncomfortable. I pet one of the dog’s head and it licks me. Ella looks at them and smiles.
“Black and white one is Checkers. Red one is Pup. We weren’t planning on keeping Pup so we didn’t give him a name, but as it turns out, Aaron is a huge dog person.”
“I wouldn’t have guessed.”
“No one would.”
We laugh, but we are still tense. There is as much space between us now as there were these past few years. I might as well be back in my tent with Nazeera. The big secret is still here, even with Ella standing a couple of feet from me.
“Aaron!” She calls as we get close to the blue house. The windows are painted white and there are mosquito nets in all of the windows. There is also a barn and a hen house nearby, both painted red and white. It’s looks like an illustration to an old book - or an old movie about the country. “Could you come outside, please?”
Aaron appears at the front door. Even living on a farm, his white shirt is perfectly pressed, although his sleeves are rolled up all the way to the elbows. His fancy black pants make it seem like he’s on his way to pick up his private jet and not his tractor. He doesn’t seem to notice us.
“Darling, would you come inside? Pyp just won’t eat her…” He stopped in his tracks when Ella gestures her head towards us.
“We have company.”
“I can see that. What are they doing here?”
“Don’t be rude. They came to see us.” Juliette gives him a look that probably has more meaning that James and I know. I tried to look at James to see if he caught that too, but he was already climbing on the porch to give Aaron a big ol’ hug.
Warner seems uncomfortable, but hugs him back. They speak in low voices.
“I’m sorry we have been M.I.A.” J says, walking closer, petting her dog on the back of its neck. “We have been… Busy.”
“I can see that. It’s a big farm.”
J looks around, as if she is surprised to find herself in the middle of growing fields.
“Ah. Surprisingly, the farm part is easy work. No, there is something else.” The sun is setting around us and Ella and takes a deep breath. “Okay. You wanted to know why we had to leave. Come in. I’ll show you.”
She takes me to the porch and breaks up the brothers’ conversations.
“James, come inside. I want to introduce you to…”
“Ella.” Aaron holds her arm, stopping her. It sounds serious. They sustain each other’s looks for a couple more seconds.
“They came all this way, love. We can’t just send them back now.” Ella insists, touching his fingers for a second before moving along. We come in. And quite frankly, even after all those years, getting on Warner’s nerves still seems like a very fun thing to do, so I oblige. James follows me, avoiding his half-brother’s stare.
The house is big, but it’s also cozy. It’s like I can see which parts were chosen by both Ella and Warner. Like: the coffee table is organized: two or three books are being held by a couple of candles and small flower pot. The couches however, were a mess of comfy blankets and colorful pillows with no apparent pattern. Still, everything seems to fit together.
J takes us to the kitchen, which is just as I would expect of a farm’s kitchen. It’s wood and it’s old. Rustic, but lovely. And there is a big six seat table, the kind you would give big dinner parties in. And sitting at the end of it is a baby girl on a high chair, with blonde hair and blue eyes.
“This”, Ella says, walking towards her just as the toddler starts to wave her arms and shriek in excitement. She picks the baby up and prop her on her hip. “Is Pyp. It’s short for Olympia.”
“That’s me!” Pyp says with a proud smile. She shows four fingers. “I’m this much!”
I’m scrambling for words. A kid. Of course. How stupid. How ultimately stupid. Juliette and Warner would fuck like two bunnies. Of course this would happen. A real life child. A full on human being. That was half Ella half Aaron. And it even spoke now. Actual words.
J comes closer and puts the toddler on the ground. She kneels behind her and puts her hands on her daughter’s little shoulders. James kneels to her height as well.
“Look, Pyp, this is your uncle James.”
Pyp seems excited by the idea of an uncle. She immediately grabs his face and he laughs.
“Good to meet you too, Pyp.”
I’m about to kneel and take a better look at pipsqueak when I feel an unnatural gust of wind behind me. And then, when I look around, in front of me. J stands up, shaking her head and extends her arms, catching what for me was no more than a blur. The blur turns out to be a brown haired boy with green eyes, that is still kicking in the air. He is bigger than Olympia, older. I don’t know much about kids, but I’d say he looks about six.
“And this little rascal…” Ella lifts the pouting boy in her arms and gives him a kiss on the cheek he cleans right away. “Is Connor.”
She looks directly at me. This is the reason, I think.
Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.
A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me
A/N: I’m moving blogs! Don’t worry, Multiply Me will remain here for now, but if you would like to follow a new writeblr, just come say hi @beanenigma! Thanks!
AO3 link | First Chapter | Index
ELLA
“What are we gonna do when she gets here?” I asked, sitting on the porch, looking over at the recently planted fields. As the days neared and the bump inside me grew, I found myself longing for a plan. Action. I doubted Aaron had more experience with such things than me. Still, we had to put our minds together.
Instead of giving me a practical answer like he normally did, he frowned and looked sideways at me.
“She?”
“Hm?”
“You think we’re having a girl.”
I let out some air. I roll my eyes and smile.
“Yeah, I think it’s a girl.”
He fixes his hair absentmindedly.
“I think it’s a boy.”
“Or… You want them to be a boy.”
“Does it make a difference?”
“None of it makes a difference if I can’t deliver them.” I lay my head on his shoulder and take a deep breath. “I don’t know much about it, but I know it sucks.”
Aaron nodded.
“We’ll think of something. We have time.”
Connor stops next to me, pulling on my sleeve. I turn around to look at him, almost dizzy with the shock. For a split second, I thought it might have been Pyp, tired of this terrible game she is playing.
“I’ve been all over the fields. She’s nowhere!”
My son is all covered in dirt and leaves. He’s shivering slightly, his eyes are wet and big. I kneel down in his height and hug him tightly. He grabs on to me, which is an occasion getting more rare each passing year.
“It’s okay. We’ll find her. We will.”
I let him go and I am about to start looking again when Connor pulls on my sleeve again. He is biting his own lip, his eyes averting me. I stay where I am, waiting for him to work up the courage.
“Do you want to tell me something?”
He nods.
“About Pyp? Do you know where she is?”
Connor shakes his head.
“No. I don’t. But… Pyp… Pyp can do things. She can…” He raises his hand and does an open and close motion. I squint, trying to understand.
“What does that mean, Con?”
“I don’t know. She’s like… It’s like she’s fast. Like me. But faster. And she keeps getting out of a place and showing up again.” He opens and closes his hands a couple more times. “She thinks I don’t see her, but I do. But she never gets out of place. Maybe she learned.”
I’m astonished. I feel like I might drop. I hold myself to the wall to keep myself steady.
“Wait… You’ve seen your sister use her powers.” I say slowly. Connor averts my eyes again. “And you didn’t tell me? Does your dad know?”
“No. I… I don’t think so.”
“Connor, you should have told us!”
“I didn’t think it was important.”
“Of course it’s important! We don’t know where she is, she could be anywhere!”
Connor bends his head down and frowns before hiding his face and starting to cry. I try to cling to my reasons, but my heart tightens. I hug him and kiss the top of his head.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. I’m not supposed to let my frustration out on you.”
“I don’t want Pyp to be lost.”
“I know. I know. You couldn’t have known. I’m sorry I yelled.” I stand up, pulling him up with me. He is so heavy now… But I’d carry him to the moon and back if I needed to. “We’ll find her, Connor. You’ll see.”
Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.
A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me
AO3 link | Chapter 1
ELLA
Kenji is leaning on the humvee, pouting while we load it up. At first, I wait for his anger, but he doesn’t say anything, so I keep working. I want to delay this moment as much as I can. And I have. This is, quite literally, one of the last moments we’ll have. I have to keep reminding myself I’m not lying to Kenji. I’m protecting him - and everyone else.
I load up my last bag and close the door. I put my hands on my waist, sighing.
“Okay, dude.” I open my arms. “Lay it on me. Give me your thoughts. I can handle them.”
He turns his head.
“Friends get thoughts. Backstabbers get silence.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Then tell me the truth.” Kenji’s eyes spark with intensity. “We’re done. The mess is done. And here is safe and we’re all together! I never saw you run from a fight. Not when you were all messed up in a room. Not when everything we knew turned to shit. Sure as hell you wouldn’t do it now!”
I’m holding my breath. He isn’t.
“Why are you leaving?!”
I wish I could say. I know he’d understand. But him knowing would defeat the purpose. Would put him in danger. The Reestablishment was no more, but it didn’t mean it was a safe world for Unnaturals or that everyone who believed in that system is gone. Me and Aaron agreed. There could be no risks. Not with me being who I am.
I realize I haven’t said anything yet.
“Well? You wanted my thoughts. Now give me yours. Tell me why, J.”
“I can’t.”
“Bullshit. Nouria knows, I know she knows. Who else?”
“Sonya and Sara.” I finally say. I count every word. I try my hardest not to give more information than it’d be safe. “Listen. It’s too soon. It’s not safe. We don’t know what happens now and we can’t risk it. I can’t tell you why, but we just can’t risk it.”
“I’m not a risk, J.” He hits his own chest with his fist. “I’m your friend.”
“You’re more than that. You’re my best friend”
I hear Aaron get out of our now empty tent. I know it’s almost time. All other goodbyes have been given. This is all that there is left.
Kenji looks at Aaron and then back at me and he is now more confused than he is mad. I don’t need Warner’s ability to see him trying to piece together an explanation. I take the piece of paper from my pocket and extend it to him.
“And that’s why… If you ever need us…”
He opens and looks at the series of numbers. Coordinates.
“Who else?”
“No one.” Aaron gets to my side and touches Kenji’s shoulder. “Just you, Kishimoto. And I tried to make her change her mind and she didn’t. So don’t blow it.”
Aaron gets into the car. Kenji is still standing, confused, coordinates in hand. So I hug him before he can resist. For my surprise, he immediately hugs me back. I fight a lump in my throat. It’s not fair for me to cry when I am the one choosing to leave. I can cry later. For now, I have to be strong. For the both of us. For all of us.
So I pull away and wave as I take my seat in the passenger seat. I see Kenji wave back in the rearview mirror.
He waves until he is so small in the mirror
He dissapears.
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Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.
A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me
AO3 link | First Chapter | Index
KENJI
James and I are sitting on the living room couch, cookies in a jar in front of us. Olympia is sitting between us, munching on her cookie. She seems quite pleased that her uncle and I stopped her from having her healthy dinner and is still holding James’ hand. Aaron doesn’t seem very happy about the likings of his youngest, and is trying not to stare too much.
“So,” Ella comes into the room, bringing Connor by the hand, who sits down on the ground next to his dad’s armchair and crosses his arms. “What’s this about a party?”
“Well, I’ve been wanting to invite you guys sooner…” James says and Pyp’s little eyes are directed to him, paying attention to his every word. “But…”
“He’s been asking the wrong person”, I finish. Pyp looks at me and squints, as if she’s not sure about me just yet.
“Yeah. I’m turning eighteen. And, I don’t know, I thought it might be cool if you guys came…” He shrugged, although he gives Pyp a second look. Perhaps he is rethinking this. I am too. Two children of one of the most powerful Unnaturals in the world? They were right to hide themselves - even if that meant for them to leave us behind. Our community was not nearly as small as it used to be when we moved there and word traveled fast in this new world. This could be just what the Reestablishment needed to resurface.
“Who even are you guys?” Connor asks. He seems to be in a bit of a sour mood, although it could be Warner’s sharp features slapped across a child’s face that gives me that impression.
“I told you, baby, they’re our friends.” Ella gives him a pet on the head and he relaxes a bit, but his green eyes are still inquisitive. “Well, we are glad for the invite, James, we are, and we would love to go, but…”
Aaron nods, agreeing to her lack of words. He touches his son softly on his shoulder.
“Hey, Con-Con. Why don’t you take your sister to put the chickens to bed?”, the dad whispers.
“Chicken!” Pyp immediately gets up, putting her small hands unders her armpits and simulates little wings. She jumps toward the door. “Chicken, chicken, chicken, peep, Pyp!”
Connor seems to be unhappy about the demand but gets up anyway and takes Olympia’s hand, taking her outside. Aaron relaxes a bit once they’re out of hearing range. He looks at us.
“Connor has just started showing his ability. We’re not sure if the speed is all he has or if there is going to be something more… And Pyp is still too young for us to know. Until they know how to control it… We can’t allow them to be seen.”
Ella nods in agreement. She rests her elbows in her knees and sighs softly. Aaron looks at her and caresses her back. At first, I was so surprised I hadn’t noticed. But the both of them seem very tired. Healthy, happy, relaxed, and all the things they didn’t used to be when we lived on the run. But tired. I guess I didn’t realize from where I was standing that for us, fight was over. For them, it was only the start.
“Don’t worry, you guys. We won’t push it”, I say. J gives me a thankful smile.
“And we won’t tell anyone either. No one has to know about them”, James added, looking directly at his half-brother. “They’ll be safe.”
I stand up. Ella looks at me confused.
“We should grab the car and get our way back”
She shook her head and stood up.
“Nonsense. You two can sleep here. It’s no good to drive these roads at night. These couches are no fancy thing, but they can get comfy.”
To my surprise, Aaron is nodding.
“Ella’s right. You guys can take the road in the morning.”
