The announcement you all have been waiting for is here. The library is now live.
Before I go further, I'm continuing to add the rest of the master list over the next week. But I did mange to get most of them uploaded. Once I'm done uploading everything, there will be a few special things I will be hosting on this tumblr.
But now, here's now to find the master list.
Step 1) Go to our bio and click this
Step 2) Click the master list bottom
Step 3) You made it
Enjoy <3, once I'm finished uploading the rest of the fics, I'll do a special announcement ...
The blog / masterlist is officially updated. I also *tried* to remove any links/fics that have been removed by ao3 and updated all the fics that have now been finished.
Hello can you add my fic to the masterlist if I send you the link? :3 sorry I'm not really familiar with how these masterlists work from a writer pov I usually just skim them as a reader😭🙏🏻
Please correct me if I'm wrong
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84337001
All good!
I have a spread sheet on my laptop of all the sentrygant fics I have found/keeping track of then every few days/weeks I update the main tumblr website.
But I'll add yours to my spread sheet and planning to update the website this weekend!
But the website is finally updated! All 224 fics are offically updated and linked through the website. And if you aren't following the twitter account, I did add a co-owner to the account to help make content.
Hey everyone! Sorry for being gone for a few weeks! But, I am in the process of updating the library.
Q&A's are open if you are looking for any type of voidwalker fics. And! We are officially a month away from #Voidwalkerholidays. Check out the link for more...
As #Voidwalkerweek comes to an end, the ask me anything feature is now open.
You can submit Ao3 links to voidwalker fanfiction that's not already on the list. Questions about anything related to voidwalker fanfic....
And if you're looking for a specific trope, AU, length or more. Let me know and I can find it for you, with over a 170 fics to my masterlist and voidwalker hitting 1k on Ao3, I can find something you want!
The sunlight in his room was snuffed out as the sun dipped under the horizon, and John's gut twisted until he was sure he was going to throw up.
His chest felt like it was caving in. The stretch of his skin tight across his bones slowly ripped him apart and replaced itself with something new.
His organs realigned, moved within his body in a sickly way like a snake travelling through him. His entire system was changed to fit into a new one, and the threat of all of it bursting out was a frightening possibility.
Bones cracked to fit in place, teeth grew too big for his mouth to contain, and his hands dug into the floor, clawing and tearing at the boards.
Fur sprouted everywhere, making the room ten times hotter as he grasped at his shirt and tore it off in one quick motion, leaving it in shreds beside him.
The worst part was the stimulation of the world hitting him all at once, drowning him in sound and smells. The dim light amplified enough to look as if it were day, and the shifting of his fur prickled his skin, and all he could think about was how much he wanted to open himself up and tear it all apart.
Involuntary, he let out a growl as his transformation came to its completion, the fur resting on him like a second skin, and his teeth desperate for something to tear.
John quickly pressed himself next to his bed, curling his oversized body inward, trying to be as small as possible. He couldn't go underneath it, he's tried, but he's only toppled the bed over on many occasions.
His clawed hands pressed into his head, covering his ears and his eyes, while his tail was flat under him, curled up and tight.
“John?” Bob called from outside his door. John shut his mouth tight, his teeth creaking with how hard he clenched. He stilled his shaking, afraid even that would make noise.
“John? You there?” Bob said again, and slowly pushed open the door. John brought his legs closer, tight enough to ache.
Bob's footsteps sounded loud in the deadly quiet of his room. John couldn't look, didn't want to listen, didn't want Bob to see.
“Oh, Johnny,”
John let out a whimper and attempted to let his claws dig into his own face before Bob carefully set his hands on his paws.
“No!” The words sounded more like a growl than language. John tried to shuffle away from him, but Bob sat down next to him, hands in his lap and waited.
John fully covered his eyes as he began to cry. Tears escaped from under his hands, making Bob's heart squeeze.
"Let me help you,”
He was a monster. Pathetic, unlovable, disgusting. How could Bob stand being in the same room?
Bob shifted closer and John had nowhere to go. He was trapped between Bob and the bed. He would dart under it if he could.
John growled as Bob reached out a hand, not touching, just close.
“Shh, it's okay. You won't hurt me,”
But he will, he has. John replayed his most shameful moments of scratching Bob out of fear, and promised himself to keep his distance from now on. Bob was making that difficult.
“I trust you,”
John couldn't stop the tears, the growls, the animal taking over. But he peaked from under his fingers and saw Bob's face. Eyes so kind, shoulders far more relaxed than they should be, and his hand outstretched, waiting for John to respond.
For a long while he looked at it, having uncovered his face, and wondered if Bob would get tired and leave him. Part of him wished he would, part of him was terrified by the prospect.
He sniffed, once, twice, then pressed his nose into Bob's hand. Bob softly smoothed down the fur on his snout, careful to avoid his mouth or eyes, not wanting to intrude where John was uncomfortable.
John was selfish. He wanted Bob's touch so, like a dog unsure of his place in the world, he crawled close to him and laid his head in his lap, his hands hesitantly resting on his legs.
Bob gently shushed him as he threaded his fingers through his thick fur. Brushing it down, smoothing it out, carefully playing with it, until John's whimpers slowed.
John curled around him fully and protectively, incasing him with his whole self, holding on, and keeping them safe.
“I love you, John. All of you,” Bob said as he scratched behind John's ear, earning him a soft, but hesitant, content sigh.
“Love you…” John quietly replied, voice gravely. He curled tighter, not enough to hurt, but to feel, as Bob smiled down at him, watching his breath steady into a relaxed rhythm.
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Notes: This is my last one, I couldn't write the rest of the days :(
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