Guilty Feelings Have Got No Rhythm - An Agatha All Along Fanfiction

Like a Villain (I Couldn't Be) - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to my new multichapter story! This is a Canon Divergence I've been refering as "Failed Inquisitor Shin", where her master was Barriss Offee and Shin is now being haunted by Trilla's ghost. Here is the beginning, and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

The green lightsaber pierced through Shin’s abdomen. It burned like a thousand stars. The pain blinded her, even as the weapon was swiftly removed from her. She dropped her own weapon – an old, broken red lightsaber – and clutched the hole in her front. She felt the disgusting sensation of the naked air entering the scorch hole on her back. As her brain was screaming, still processing the fact that she had been stabbed by a lightsaber, all her muscles locked up. She tried to stay in the fight, to reach for her lightsaber again, to stand up. Her hand closed around nothing. Her legs shook under her weight. She fell on her back.

A fresh wave of pain hit her. It was so intense it made her sick. She would have puked, if she could remember how. All she could do was roll on her back, searching for light. There wasn’t any. The light of the nearby streetlight was obscured by thousands of tiny black dots exploding, like firework, in front of her eyes. Through the blurriness, she thought she saw someone looking down at her. Then, a voice echoed in her ears.

“Well, well, well, Wookie. Looks like you’re in trouble this time.”

Shin did not stop to think that it was impossible, that the owner of this voice had died a decade before, at least. Instead, she passed out.

The people have spoken!

I need help for my next fic: In your opinion, if Shin had been a formally trained Jedi, would her lightsaber had been green (mastery over the Force) or blue (exceptional aptitude in combat)?

I Feel So Unsure As I Take Your Hand - an Agatha All Along story

Happy @agathaallalongweek everyone! I'm kicking this week off with a witch school AU (part 1 of... you'll see ;) Here is the beginning and if you'd like to read the whole story, the link will be at the end! Enjoy!

Agatha wasn’t awakened by her teacher calling her name three times, but by Alice elbowing her in the side. She shot up and brushed the spit which had dribbled at the corner of her lips. Then, she realized that everyone in the small amphitheater was turned in their seat to stare at her.

“What?” she huffed.

“Your discipline for your final exam? Which one have you chosen?” her homeroom teacher, Miss Calderu, asked with obvious irritation.

Agatha stammered as her drowsy mind struggled to remember the choice she’d made. It wasn’t her fault Miss Calderu’s divination classes always put her to sleep.

“Song magic.”

Her teacher wrote down the answer and the whole room turned away from Agatha as the next young witch on the list was called.

“Jennifer?”

“Potion,” she replied from the first row of the class without missing a beat.

Agatha rolled her eyes. What a nerd. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Just one more month to drudge through, her final project to present, and then she would be free. She couldn’t wait to graduate from the Salem Academy for Witches.  Song magic was her specialty; there was no way she would fail her project. She knew she would get an excellent grade – which would compensate for those other classes, such as divination, where her grades weren’t so high – and then she was out of this place.

“Rio?” Miss Calderu continued to call.

Rio had been staring out of the window on the left side of the room, but she snapped back to reality quickly.

“Botany.”

Agatha sneered. Of course, miss perfect was taking botany, not that it mattered. Rio had such high grades in every class that she could have chosen anything for her final project.

“Alice?”

“Protection,” she replied, her voice echoing just enough in the quiet room to be heard.

Agatha gasped as she turned to her. Alice gave her a shrug then shrank under her gaze.

She only waited until they’d stepped into the hallway to shout:

“Protection?”

FULL STORY HERE

Listen to the Fireplace Roar - a RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s an extract from my new one-shot, the sequel to “The Ice Witch Stole the Ruby” and as you might have guessed, it’s winter themed! The link to the full story is below!

Christina shivered awake. January had not been kind so far, but this Saturday morning was meaner than most. Light struggled through the frosted windows of her bedroom. She brought her knees to her chest, bundling tighter under the sheets. Now that she was awake, she wanted to get out of bed and be productive. But the thought of stepping out of the warm blankets was enough to send more shivers down her spine. There had to have been heavy snowfall the night before.

She was pulled out of her debate when her phone vibrated on the vanity. She'd half a mind to let it ring but there was only one person who would call her these days, and it wouldn't do to let her girlfriend's call go to voicemail. She pulled herself out of bed, the cold morning air sending goosebumps over her arms. She reached for the phone first and for a sweater second.

"Hey, I thought you'd be up," Ruby said.

Christina checked the time and saw that it was a bit too early to be Ruby's usual rising time.

"What's going on?"

Ruby sighed. Christina placed the phone on speaker on the vanity then put on the sweater while she listened.

"I hate to ask you but..."

"She's super rich, it's not like it's going to be a problem!" Leti's voice shouted from behind Ruby.

"There was a power surge. The whole block is out, apparently, some snow toppled an electric pole. So the fridge is out, the heater is out too, and there's only so much safe heat you can get from the oven."

Christina had pulled her hair out of her sweater and picked up her phone. She checked the heater in her bedroom but it was still functioning. She turned the nob one setting higher.

"Anyway," Ruby continued, "could we stay at your place until they fix the electricity? It might take the weekend and I'd rather not die of hypothermia if I can avoid it."

"Yeah, of course," Christina said as she walked out of her bedroom and went downstairs to check the radiators in the living room. The ground floor was even colder. "Give me half an hour and I'll come and pick you up."

"The roads are still snowed in, it's too dangerous," Ruby replied.

Christina checked through her window. It seemed the snow had stopped falling and the street in front of her house had already been cleared.

"Where are you now?" Christina asked.

"We took refuge in a Starbucks with a few neighbors. I'll call you when the road's clear, all right?"

"You're sure?"

"Yeah. They know what's up, they won't kick us out for a few hours."

"Okay. I'll warm you up when you get here."

There was a pause then a slight chuckle.

"Leti heard you and she's disgusted."

For a moment, Christina had forgotten that if the apartment was inhospitable, then Leti would have to stay with her too. Her relationship with the teenager had improved in the past few months, but that didn't mean Christina wanted to spend the entire weekend around her, or vice-versa.

"Tell her I'm gonna prepare the room furthest from my bedroom and that the walls here are not paper thin."

"I don't care, you two are disgusting," Leti shouted.

"I'll see you soon," Ruby sighed.

"Stay safe."

Ruby hung up and Christina shivered. She decided she had the time for a very warm shower and went back upstairs.

Full story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27697190

Now is the Time (For You and I to Cuddle Close Together) - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Happy Halloween! To celebrate my favorite holiday I have posted a wolfwren one-shot. You will find an extract below and if you want to read the whole thing, the link will be at the end!

The old Sedan pulled up into the school’s parking lot and Baylan cut the engine. Shin could hear the music booming from the gymnasium already, some pop song she couldn’t stand. She kept her gaze on her lap and made no move to get out.

“Just for an hour,” Baylan said. “If you don’t like it then call me and I’ll come to pick you up in an hour. Otherwise, you can stay for as long as you want.”

Shin didn’t move. A couple of monsters walked past the car and despite their costume, she recognized them as football players. She wanted nothing to do with them, or anyone at this stupid school party anyway.

“Competitions are coming up,” she said. “I should be at home training. Sabine is…”

Baylan turned as best he could in his seat to look at her.

“You’ll train tomorrow. Today you get to be a normal teenager. I’m sure Sabine Wren takes time off training every once in a while. Now come on, get out there before I decide to humiliate you by stepping out of the car.”

Shin rolled her eyes but unbuckled her seatbelt. She opened the car door but before she could step out, Baylan called her back.

“Don’t forget your mask.”

From the backseat, he grabbed a mask and handed it to her. It was a wolf mask, gray and metallic, with a snout extending over the nose and ears at the top of the head. Shin had not chosen her costume, not really. When Baylan had told her what she wanted to be for Halloween, she had dismissingly said a wolf. Now it was coming back to bite her.

She tied the mask behind her head. She had tied her platinum hair up into a bun, uncovering the short, shaved underside. The mask’s strap sat just at the edge of the undercut and immediately began to itch.

“One hour,” she said.

“Or more. Depends how much you’re enjoying yourself.”

She rolled her eyes again and slammed the car door shut. Baylan took that as his signal to leave. He turned on the engine and drove off slowly, mindful of the other students walking through the parking lot in the direction of the gymnasium. Shin was almost tempted to stay out here for an hour, sit on a bench and wait for the time to pass. However, the night was colder than she was ready for. She wore a gray checkered shirt and her usual black trousers. Already smoke escaped her nose as she breathed. Though she would rather be anywhere but there, she hurried to the party.

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51259537

Life Could Be a Dream - a RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s an extract from the first part of my new two-shot, in which Christina inherits a strange book. If you’re interested, the link to the full story is at the end!

"What are we looking at?" Ruby asked.

"A book," Christina replied.

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"I couldn't have guessed it myself. And something tells me this isn't the kind of book we want to open."

Christina touched one of the cogs on the cover, making it turn one notch to the right. They held their breaths, but nothing happened.

"We need the combination," Christina said.

She looked more closely at the mirror in the middle of it all, in case something was hidden inside. All she saw was her eye staring back at her.

"Again, should we open it?" Ruby asked. "It could be trapped. If those Butchers didn't really like your father but wanted him to have it, it probably wasn't out of the kindness of their hearts."

"I've thought of that."

Christina pulled on the straps lightly, but they wouldn't budge. She looked at the back of the book, but there was nothing. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt Ruby's hand on her shoulder.

"I know that you're excited about a possible new magic book, but it's locked for a reason. And I don't need to remind you that you're not as equipped to deal with magic as you used to be. The mark is one thing, but whatever's inside, it might be stronger than the mark."

Christina pursed her lips.

"What do you suggest?"

"I'm not going to stop you from trying, because I know then you'll go behind my back. Just promise me that you won't try to open it if I'm not there. I'll place a circle around the book, make sure whatever's inside is contained in case it tries to come out."

Christina looked at Ruby. Under her tutelage, Ruby had made immense progress in the past year, and she was now a very competent practitioner. Christina never tired of hearing her lover speaking so confidently about magic.

"What?" Ruby asked.

Christina pulled her into a kiss.

"Nothing. You get started on the circle, I'll go get some things that might be useful."

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27709844/chapters/67818128

No Longer You - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with a new Wolfwren multichapter story! This one is inspired by Agathario. Shin is a witch on the run from her coven, Sabine just came out of a magic sword Shin stole. Here is the beginning, and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

Without a sound, Shin reached for her coven’s ancestral sword on the wall. She tugged it in her sash and left the meeting house. Outside, the morning was still gray. The sunlight was blocked by the horizon. Shin’s coven lived at the top of a mountain, and the village was usually flooded with sunlight all day long. By the time the first rays scurried through the locked shutters of her coven sisters, Shin hoped she would be very far from here.

Though she had been born in this coven, the Coven of the Great Mothers, and raised with all the other witches her age, Shin had never felt like she belonged. She didn’t know who her mother was – no one knew who their mothers were – but somehow, everyone knew that her father wasn’t one of the coven’s brothers. That he had been a human outside of the coven. That somehow, this made her weaker than the others. Shin was not weak.

Shin wrapped her cape around herself to brace herself against the cold morning air as she left the village and began her descend down the hundreds of steps to the forest below. She didn’t look back. She would not regret leaving, she knew. The narrow steps had been dug out of the mountain’s side. There was no railing. The wind sheered the stone around her. Shin held her cape more firmly, though the bottom still snapped against her ankles.

The stairs led to a cave that Shin knew she would have to traverse if she wanted off the mountain. Within was the village of the brothers. They weren’t part of the coven, technically, though they were kept around for a variety of reasons. Mostly, they spent their days hunting and gathering food. They lived in the dark bowels of the mountain. Shin could only see the fire of the torches that illuminated the little village. At first, she thought they let the torches burn through the night, then she saw movement.

She jumped to hide against the nearest house. When she peaked out, she saw one of the brothers replacing the torches, bathing the village in the new golden glow of fire. They would be off hunting soon, she assumed. She had to go now, or they might spot her. She chastised herself. She should have thought about it. She waited until the brother walked away to run past him. She tried being quiet and quick, but it was difficult. Her footsteps still echoed on the stone streets, and around the cavernous village. She did not stop, did not look back to make sure that she wasn’t being followed. Instead, she rushed to the exit.

Outside, the sun had broken past the horizon. Its orange glow blinded her. Shin had to rub her eyes a few times before she could continue her descent. At the foot of the mountain was a luscious forest that seemed to expand with no end in sight. Shin had not packed any food with her. Aside from the sword she had stolen, her only possessions were a waterskin and a knife. She would have to hunt to survive, but she was ready. Anywhere but her coven.

Mando'a Lesson - A Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! This is the sequel to my halloween High School AU that a lot of you enjoyed! You will find the beginning of the story below but if you want to read the whole thing, the link will be at the end!

Shin unlocked her front door like a thief. She passed her head through and listened to the quiet home, waiting for Baylan’s calm strong voice to ask her if she was back from school. But he never spoke, because he wasn’t home yet. She had chosen this day specifically because Baylan worked later than usual. Once she was sure of it, she let Sabine in and locked the door behind them.

“This way,” she told her as she hurried up the stairs without giving Sabine a moment to look around the entrance hall or the living room.

Upstairs, she snuck Sabine into her bedroom. Her girlfriend paused on the threshold, taking in the room. The walls were that most neutral shade of gray. Shelves heavy with trophies hung on the walls, leaving little to no space for posters. A single one hung over her desk, an ad for a fight between Obi-Wan Kenobi and Darth Maul. The room was clean without so much as a straight piece of clothing on the floor. Sabine took off her orange leather jacket, sat on the desk chair and pivoted it to face the room.

“I could help you repaint your room, if you’d like.”

Shin rolled her eyes and sat at the foot of her bed. She set her school backpack beside her and opened it.

“Help me pass Mando’a first, we can talk about repainting my room later.”

She pulled out her notebook and flipped through it. Her brain was completely phobic to Mando’a. She had been studying it for years at school, yet she could barely remember the minimum. And she had put it off for so long, focusing on her strongest subjects and her competitions that, now that she was actually likely to fail, the private lesson was an emergency. Lucky for her, her new girlfriend was fluent in Mando’a.

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51351385

I got tagged by @balancingtheforce to answer some questions so before I forget to do it, let's answer some questions!

QUESTIONS FOR 15 PALS!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Not my first name but my second and third name I owe to two of my great grandmothers.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? End of August, when I moved into residence for university. I multitasked crying and emptying my suitcase XD

DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Nope. I don't really want one, and after working at an elementary school for a year, I want them even less!

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/ HAVE YOU PLAYED? As a kid I had to try everything, so I've done a lot of different sports! My favorites is basketball.

DO YOU USE SARCASM? Any occasion that I have ;)

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? I'm not sure how to explain this but vibes I guess? A lot of people when we start talking I get friendly or neutral vibes but a very few I'll get bad vibes so I stay a bit weary of them. They usually turn out to be shit people. I can't explain how it works, but it hasn't let me down so far.

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR? Green.

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? My master's degree's title was "Feminine representation in Post-modern slasher movies of the 2010s" Make of that what you will...

ANY TALENTS? Beside writing, I picked up crochet pretty quickly and I make killer cookies :)

WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Aix-en-Provence, in the south of France, near Marseille.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? Crochet, video games, and reading. I don't consider writing a hobby, it's my work even if I havent been payed for it yet.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Two cats, Arya and Beala. They're both calico cats. Arya is 7, she's a princess. Beala is almost a year old and she's a gremlin.

HOW TALL ARE YOU? 1m60.

FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? Literature has always been my favorite subject, first in French and then in English. Second to that is History.

DREAM JOB? Writer, pretty obviously. I'd love to just create stories, not just write books but maybe also one day work on movies and tv shows and video games.

Okay, now I need to tag people to keep the train going. You can answer if you want, I won't curse you if you don't ;)

@kswhateverspace @g0dblessthefandom @exhaustedfrenchstudent @somewillwin @karelx22 @darthmatthewtwihard @redfoxraccoon

How was tagging people was the most stressful part of this! Anyway, have a good week everyone!

Our Song - A RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s an extract from my new Ruby/Christina story, about Christina being the Queen of the Underworld and Ruby going to make a deal with her to get Leti’s soul back. If you’re interested the link to the full story is at the end!

The Underworld was forever silent. You got used to it rather quickly, mostly because you only visited it once you were dead, and nothing bothered you anymore then. All the souls transiting through the Underworld made as much noise as an ant. They floated through, from one part of the realm to another. They had no thoughts, no mouths or vocal cords, and therefore didn't speak. Hundreds of thousands of souls came and went all of the time, never making so much as a sound.

Christina had grown to appreciate the silence beyond anything else. Ruling over the Underworld was quiet, like ruling over Hell was violent. It was as all things were. Who was she to go against the rules? She spent most of her days reading, surveying her kingdom, with little to no sense of time. Time didn't exist for the dead, after all, they were already dead. And when the pull of boredom became too strong, Christina shut her book and took a walk around her kingdom. It was small and gray, but it was home, and wasn't that enough? A worse fate could have awaited her, she was certain of it.

Peace and quiet. Very suddenly disturbed, in Christina's opinion. It began with familiar growls coming from inside the castle. Christina was seated on a bench in the large garden reading when the sound pulled her out of her thoughts. She knew the sound quite well. It was the Shoggoth keeping watch at the entrance of the Underworld. How had it arrived at the castle, she wondered as she snapped her book close. It wasn't supposed to leave its post.

She made her way through the castle in search of the creature. It was not supposed to leave the edge of her realm. She couldn't even imagine the kind of damage one inside of her castle would cause.

She rounded the corner and found with great surprise the multi-eyed creature standing in her throne room. She arrived from behind the throne, but as she began walking down the steps to the creature, she found it wasn't alone. A woman was standing beside it. A real, human woman. She was wearing a red dress, and her hair had somewhat fallen out of place, as a few curls stuck to her neck. Her skin was dark, and a few beads of sweat were running down her temple. Christina knew the path down into the Underworld was hot, but she couldn't feel that heat. There was a guitar slung on the woman's back. When her eyes fell on Christina, her brows furrowed.

"Are you in charge here?" she asked with extreme annoyance.

Christina hadn't had to slip into the position of Queen in a long, long time. But it came to her naturally. The coldness, the detachment of it all. She sat in her throne, crossing her legs, and looked down at the woman.

"I am in charge, as you put it, yes. Who are you? How did you get past my guard dog?"

"He likes music, did you know that?"

Christina looked at the Shoggoth still standing by the woman's side. Its many eyes were transfixed on the woman's instrument. Christina waved her hand, and a whistle could be heard in the distance. The guard dog bounded down the staircase leading back out hurriedly and disappeared. She assumed it could dig its way home on its own.

"I have to command you bravery and ingenuity. No one alive has ever made it this far into my kingdom."

"You call this a kingdom? It's a piece of rock with a castle in the middle."

Christina pursed her lips. She didn't take too kindly to insults.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here for my sister. She died yesterday."

"Time doesn't mean anything to me. She could have died a hundred years ago that it wouldn't change a thing. People die every day, it is how it is. Nothing I can do about it."

The woman crossed her arms. She seemed furious at Christina's detachment.

"But what if she wasn't supposed to die?"

Link to the full story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27346807/chapters/66818014