It Just Be Like That I Guess

Ok ...im intruiged whats the clone experiment fic gonna be about?

I'm so glad you asked :) I was inspired by some things that happened in the final season of the Bad Batch. I don't want to spoil the whole thing but basically it's a kid fic except neither Shin nor Sabine knew they had a kid and they've been in a situationship since they came back from Peridea. So now they have to deal with the kid and their feelings at the same time!

Past and Present Song - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Here comes the final story in the Wolf, the Wren and their Cub series! Here is the beginning and the link to the full first half of the story will be at the end!

It took six years to clear out the rubble of Sundari. Droids had to be rented from the New Republic to safely dismantle the taller buildings that loomed over the city, including what remained of the dome. The city was still regrowing, but Bo-Katan did not want to wait to clear out the ruins of the other cities. So, in the summer before she enrolled at Lothal’s Junior Academy of Arts and Sciences, Uschi volunteered to help clear out the ruins of Keldabe.

She hadn’t exactly volunteered. It was more like a requirement to finally be added to the Song. Sabine thought she was ready to receive her armor and taker her oath, but she also thought Uschi needed to spend more time around other Mandalorians. So, she was joining a group of kids also about to receive their armor for their summer program, which consisted of forging – or in her case reforging – their armor and clearing out what remained of Keldabe.

Uschi’s team had been dispatched in the city’s seventh quadrant, where the buildings had been ponded to the ground and nothing loomed above them, unlike in other parts of the city. They had been given shovels, but the bigger pieces usually required two or three of the pre-teens to work together. Delia, in her tall loader body, thrived here. She picked up the bigger pieces with ease and carried them to the truck as if they were made of foam.

“They should make Delia an honorary Mandalorian,” Lae said as the droid walked past her.

“Yeah, they should give her the armor instead of Uschi,” Eagis joked. “She’s been twiddling her thumbs over there.”

Uschi glared at him. She decided to teach him a little lesson. She reached out her hand and Force lifted five large pieces of ruble, including the one Eagis had been dragging on his own.

“Uschi,” Axe warned her.

Uschi lowered the rubble back to the ground. They had been agreed that she wouldn’t be using the Force, and would use her hands like everyone. Of course, she was still using the Force to carry the rubble with her hands, but no one needed to know that.

Hunter's Moon - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted the first chapter of this week's fic! It's a werewolf/werewolf hunter AU and it gets pretty bloody so if that's not your thing, don't worry! I will be back next week with a ton of fluff. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole chapter the link will be at the end!

Shin was still in her sleepwear, an old band tee-shirt and shorts. She grabbed a mug from the windowed cabinet to pour Sabine her coffee. Sabine went to clean her hands first. Shin set the coffee beside the sink for her then passed a hand under her shirt to scratch her side. As soon as she realized what she was doing, she stopped.

“You could have woken me up,” she told Sabine. “I would have gone with you.”

“But you were sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to bother you.”

Sabine kissed the corner of her lips then picked up her mug. Shin continued to pout. Sabine knew her mood would only sour more as the day went on.

“I heard you dragging something.”

“A small stag. Hope you like venison.”

Shin ignored the joke and sat at the small vinyl table, grabbing her own mug of coffee. Sabine, still, was determined to lift her mood. She took her coffee to the table and sat down on the vintage chair.

“I still need to grab a few things from town,” she told the blonde as she reached from the box of cereals between them. “Do you want to come with? You can do some grocery shopping, pick what you want for breakfast tomorrow. We can get lunch at that diner afterward.”

Shin sighed through her nose.

“Fine.”

Sabine offered her a smile. She knew her girlfriend had only agreed to please her, and she appreciated it more than she could ever tell her.

“Hey. We’ve got this. Tried and true techniques. Nothing to worry about.”

Maybe it was the confidence in Sabine’s voice, or her beaming smile, but she finally managed to extract a little smile out of Shin.

“I trust you.”

“I know you do. And I trust you too.”

Where the hell have I been

(And more importantly, where is that Warrior Nun/Ocean’s 8 AU I promised)

Back in April I said my next fanfiction would be an Ocean’s 8 AU, but that it would take a bit of time to write. I spent two thirds of April finishing up my Warrior Nun inspired novel, then, as I had planned, I began working on the fic. Then, trouble arose...

At the begging of May, I received an acceptance letter from my dream University and I got into their creative writing program. Awesome. However this university is in Canada, on the other side of the ocean, which means a lot of paperwork to get my visa in time, among all things.

Long story short, I spent a very stressful month of May, and June is only becoming better now. I have not been able to get any writing down, on the fic or any story for that matter. The irony isn’t lost on me. I get into a creative writing program only to forget how to write -_-

I’m sorry but I have no idea when, or even if I will be able to deliver the fic as I had promised. If that was something you were looking forward to, I hope you can forgive me.

I hope I’ll be able to post a new fic soon, but if I don’t, have a nice summer everyone!

Here I Am, Next to You (You Pull at My Seams) - An Avatrice and MaryShannon fanfiction

Hey everyone! Here’s an extract from my new summer romance fic, featuring in equal measure Avatrice and MaryShannon! If you like what you read, the link to the full chapter will be at the end!

On the other side of the pool, Ava was paddling away from the shallow part. She ignored the pain in her limbs and pressed on, all the while Mary was calling from the side of the pool.

“Ava, come back on this side. Don’t you want to learn how to swim properly, rather than… whatever you’re doing?”

Ava shrugged off her comments.

“I’m fine,” she shouted back.

She was in the middle of the pool now, where the ground was so deep that she couldn’t feel it even with the tip of her toes. She was paddling her arms and legs as fast as she could to keep her head above the water. On the side of the pool, a young woman in a black swimming suit stepped up to the diving board. She had long, strong legs. Her hair was hidden beneath a black swimming cap, though a few small one still peaked out, plastered on the nape of her neck. Droplets of water had collected in the hollow of her throat, now running over to the edge of her swimsuit.

Ava forgot to paddle. She stared. It lasted only long enough that she felt herself sinking beneath the water. Panic rose in her chest and she kicked the water hard. She couldn’t calm down. Every kick of her legs only seem to drag her further under the water. She tried calling for help, but water filled her mouth and smothered her voice.

She didn’t hear the splash, only felt someone grabbing her and pulling her to the surface. She continued to struggle, but her rescuer was strong.

“You’re okay,” the voice of a young woman told her. “You’re okay.”

Ava finally snapped out of her panic. She was being pulled toward the ladder, held firmly above the water. Once she could finally grab the ladder to keep herself from drowning, she pulled away from her savior. Her heart sputtered in her chest when she realized it was the girl from the diving board.

“I’m…”

Ava wasn’t sure what she was trying to say. They stood so close to one another that she could see the freckles on the other girl’s face. I’m grateful? I’m Ava?

“I’m dead,” she thought and said at the same time, because she had to be.

The girl frowned.

“No, I… I pulled you out,” she replied with confusion.

“Yeah, no, obviously. I’m not dead, dead. I’m just… I’m Ava.”

Before the other girl could introduce herself, Mary arrived just in time to drag Ava out of the pool.

“I told you to stay in the shallow part. I warned you, didn’t I?”

Ava rolled her eyes and exited the pool. Mary threw her towel at her and Ava brushed the chlorine water out of her eyes.

“I was fine. I did it on purpose again.”

Then, she saw her rescuer was climbing after her, and giving her strange look, and Ava was quick to respond.

“I mean I didn’t do it on purpose to scare anyone. I had everything under control, totally.”

“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said,” Mary replied, earning herself a glare.

A moment later, another woman joined them. She wasn’t wearing a swimsuit, but shorts and a tank top, her long brown hair held in a ponytail.

“Everything alright?” she asked.

“I’m sorry, Miss Masters,” Ava’s rescuer said. “I thought she was drowning, I…”

“You did good, don’t worry.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Mary intervened. “Ava doesn’t know when a joke has gone too far.”

“It’s fine. Better safe than sorry.”

“I just got tired all of a sudden is all,” Ava tried to defend herself against Mary’s glare without passing for a complete loser in front of the cute girl.

Full chapter 1 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45141238/chapters/113558530

Chapter 2: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45141238/chapters/114008935

We'd Hurt Each Other With The Things We Want To Say - an Agathario fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Back for day 5 of @agathaallalongweek and part 3 of my witch school AU! Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

Agatha leaned back in her desk chair as the students left her classroom, relieved that the day was over. She thought being a teacher would be easy, but barely a month in and she was running out of things to teach them already. All her spare time was spent on her secret project, so that a few days ago, she’d arrived in class with no idea what to teach the first years. She couldn’t let that happen again if she didn’t want to get fired before she was done transcribing the circle.

She closed her eyes a moment and rubbed her temples. For a blissful moment, she thought all the students had left. Then, a voice resounded from the edge of her desk:

“If you have a headache, I know a good potion to get rid of it. Miss Kale taught it to us in second year.”

Agatha groaned and opened her eyes. Not for the first time, Billy was standing at the edge of her desk. He liked to asked questions, sometimes questions that didn’t even have anything to do with the lecture. His over-eagerness annoyed her.

“What incredibly out of left-field question are you going to ask me today, Billy? Let’s see… You’ve already asked me about banshees, sirens, about enchanted guitars, about cursed records, and about the role of bells in ritual casting in the 17th century.”

“And I appreciate your expertise,” he replied, then glanced around him, as if to check that the room was empty. He leaned a little closer. “But that’s not why I came to talk to you today. I’ve seen you at the old hideout at night and I don’t know what you’re doing there but I’d love to help.”

She sighed and stood up, yanking her coat from the back of the chair.

“Do you think Miss Calderu would like to know that you’ve been spying on another teacher in the woods at night?”

“I’m not spying-” he began, but she shut him down with a look because they both knew he was lying. “You could take me on as your assistant. Teachers do it all the time with seniors.”

“Oh, so you’re planning on taking song magic for your final project?”

“Nobody takes song magic anymore. Ma’am,” he added swiftly when he realized that he had insulted her. “But I can still be useful, if you would just give me a chance.”

FULL STORY HERE

I've begun pre-production (pre-writing? Writing prep?) on Silva's 8 :)

I just realized that it would be so easy to make a Ocean's 8/Warrior Nun fic with Ava, Beatrice, Camila, Lilith, Mary, Yasmine, Mother Superion, and Shannon trying to steal the crown of thorns. Has someone done it before? Am I the one who's gonna have to do it?

Wolfwren 2024 summer fanfiction schedule!

Hello everyone! It is that time of the year again where I have accumulated so many unposted fanfictions that I can make a schedule. If any of these stories sound interesting to you then be sure to tune in when I start posting!

Notes: Chapters are posted on every Wednesday and Saturday unless stated otherwise. Titles are temporary and meant to be descriptive of the stories and will be changed to something more appropriate in due time.

Tuesday 4th June: "In this short Life that only lasts an hour, how much - how little - is within our power" Final Chapter

Thursday 6th June: E-rated one-shot ;)

Saturday 8th June: Cooking AU (5 chapters)

Wednesday 26th June: Clone Experiment 2208 (8 chapters)

Wednesday 24th July: Cowboy AU (6 chapters)

Wednesday 14th August: Failed Inquisitor Shin (4 chapters? Still in writing process)

I wish you all a great summer and I hope to see you on AO3!

Casual - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! My new E-rated one-shot in which Sabine flies private jets and Shin is her client/boss is out! Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end!

Sabine primed the plane for their descent then turned on the seatbelt sign and turned on her mike.

“This is your captain speaking. Due to tornado sightings ahead, we will be taking next chance we get to wait out the storm. We’re sorry for the inconvenience this detour will cause.”

It was never enough for those rich business people she carried, but Sabine had been taught right, and she would be damned if she caved to money when safety was concerned. The plane dipped toward the dark gray clouds below. The sun would be setting soon too. It would have been a nightmare to navigate a tornado corridor at nighttime.

Sabine was pulled out of her focus by commotion coming from outside. She heard the flight attendant arguing with another woman, their client. Sabine pushed one earphone off her ear so she could hear them arguing more clearly.

“Why is the door locked?” the client asked.

“Security measures, ma’am. Now, if you’d follow the captain’s orders-”

Sabine sighed. She’d thought at least the client would wait until they had landed to throw a tantrum, but apparently not.

“I need to speak with the captain.”

“You can’t-”

“I owe this plane, don’t tell me what I can or can’t do.”

Sabine rolled her eyes and took off her headphones. She better intervene before the situation escalated.

“Keep her steady,” she instructed Ezra.

Her co-pilot acknowledged the order with a nod. Sabine unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up. The cockpit was small, and in two steps she had reached the door. She unlocked it. Both the attendant and the client turned to her.

“Captain, she-” the attendant began.

Sabine shook her head.

“It’s alright. Go take your seat, I’ll handle it.”

The flight attendant slid away from between them, leaving Sabine to face the client. The woman had jaw-length blond hair and was wearing a gray suit, the jacket discarded on her seat and the sleeves of the shirt rolled up. Her green-blue eyes were hard with a furious glare.

Sweet Surprise - A foxxay fanfiction

A/N: Here’s an extract from my first AHS fanfiction, I’ll put a link to the whole thing at the bottom!

All the candles had been lit. They'd spent the afternoon in the greenhouse getting everything they needed for the ritual. Cordelia placed the last bluish egg at the edge of the black sand circle. Then, she looked up at Misty. Her wife was seated at the edge of their bed, her arms crossed, holding her shawl wrapped around her. Her eyes were focused on the circle they had drawn on the ground.

"Having second thoughts?" Cordelia asked softly.

Misty was quick to detach her eyes from the ground and look at her wife.

"Course not. It's just... what if it doesn't work? What if I mess something up and..."

Cordelia crossed the room quickly and sat on the bed beside her wife, wrapping her arms around her.

"You are not going to mess anything up."

The ritual needed two witches to work, now she knew, and she was certain that they could do it. She did not have a shadow of a doubt that together, they would be strong enough to create life.

"And if it doesn't work, well it's alright. We'll just go see a doctor."

"Yeah, but it won't be the same. I want her to be the perfect mix of us."

Cordelia smiled and pressed a kiss on Misty's temple.

"Me too."

They remained there, in each other's arms, for a while longer. Cordelia was the first to pull away, with somewhat difficulty. She asked:

"Are you ready?"

Misty took a deep breath and let her shawl fall off her shoulders, and onto the bed. She stood up, determined, and said:

"Alright, let's put a baby in me."

Full story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23183611/chapters/55493797