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allsingalongagain · 3 months
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Not me thinking too much about my latest fic even after I posted it, but
hunting as a sort of Lycan courtship ritual? A mutually understood chase, prey trying to show how evasive and cunning they can be, and predator in turn displaying the strength of their senses and their sheer relentlessness in successfully hunting them down.
And Alastair just having no idea this is a thing, another part of his heritage he's not been informed of - there was never any reason for any of the other Half-Breeds to bring it up, after all. So it's just instinctive for him when he catches Gray's scent in the woods that day. A gauntlet's been thrown, and no matter the intent he means to prove his worth, to finish the hunt -
And Grayson has no idea this is a thing, of course, because why would he? He's never been of a mind to talk to a Half-Breed before, and even if he had, it would've never been about this. So maybe he thinks he's being nice, like he's offering Alastair a training bout on the man's terms. Maybe he's feeling a little contrary, a little arrogant, thinking he can match Alastair's skills - maybe not match, but beat. And maybe it's only after he's led his trail all over the woods and fields and is waiting for the end result that Grayson realises the thrill that's buzzing inside him, not at the thought of winning but that he might be caught, not just fear but excitement -
And if they weren't already together at the time it'd be a perfect opportunity for them to realise just how well matched they are, in more ways than one.
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allsingalongagain · 4 months
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fic: home field advantage (complete)
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Alastair and Grayson seek refuge in a village whose people hold unconventional attitudes towards Half-Breeds and Knights.
The Order: 1886 canon divergence fic. Grayson/Alastair, mature, complete. One shot, 16k words.
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 5 months
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Purely a vent post, maybe I'll actually feel better putting it down instead of bottling it all up (again)
Remind me any time I'm feeling angst about it that I'm the source of my own creative troubles and unhappiness
I'm the one who decided to write for a small/now essentially dead fandom
And while I do absolutely agree with the notion that you should write first and foremost for yourself, I also believe that by its very nature fandom is a sharing, collaborative process
That it struggles to exist without encouragement and nourishing from those who participate in it
And so sometimes it really, really fucking sucks to pour heart and soul and time into a piece of writing only for it to get virtually no response
I understand this happens everywhere: you're not guaranteed or entitled to readers, or a response from them to go even further
(And I'm not even touching on the obvious reality that there will be other factors that turn people away, like writing style or pairing or subject matter involved, etc etc)
But in a small fandom it feels especially noticeable
If most people wrote solely for the joy of it (as people often say should be the case when issues of comments and kudos arise), many fics probably wouldn't be posted, because why would they need to be
But for many people, myself included, a lot of the joy comes in the sharing
I write because I love it
I write for the fandom I do because I love the source material
But in my darkest moments it is so hard to keep that love alive when the things I create - the joy I want to share - go virtually overlooked
Even worse when it's by people still in the fandom
I don't think it's some great sin to want some external validation, or encouragement, however you want to put it - to get a nice comment if they liked it so you know somebody actually read the thing, didn't just click in and close out of it again
But, again
I am the source of my own creative troubles and unhappiness
Maybe next time I'll learn, and just drop fics and run like I used to, and not interact on a larger scale
Feels safer that way
Or maybe I just don't pick a tiny/dead fandom to write for
But you can't choose the things you love, can you?
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allsingalongagain · 7 months
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fic: bound (complete)
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Alastair comes into possession of a pair of erotic photographs. In no way do they set his thoughts on fire, especially in regards to a certain gallant knight.
The Order: 1886 pre-canon fic. Grayson/Alastair, mature, complete. One shot, 7986 words. Kinktober flavoured! (Rope bondage, fantasy, masturbation)
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 1 year
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fic: this is a gift (it comes with a price) (complete)
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who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Grayson obeys the Lord Chancellor's demand, taking Alastair's life and leaving the Order a wanted man. Only, when next he wakes, he finds himself back in that safe house on the embankment, as though nothing had happened.
Grayson's stuck repeating the same day, and no matter who lives or dies, he can't seem to find a way to break the cycle.
The Order: 1886 time loop fic. Grayson/Alastair, mature, complete. One shot, 67k words.
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 1 year
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So Twitter may not have imploded (yet) like everyone was expecting, but I’ve been poking my head in here more as a result regardless, and it’s been nice to see some of the old familiar faces still around.
Don’t know how active I’ll be outside of the occasional fic posts/updates, but I might try to use this more. Blather my writing thoughts if I have any.
Either way. New fic in a couple days! \o/
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allsingalongagain · 2 years
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fic: lovely, dark and deep (complete)
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In the wake of their poorest harvest yet, Grayson makes an offering of himself to the guardian of the forest in the hopes of sparing the lives of his friends and family.
But the appetite of the Great Wolf is legendary ...
The Order: 1886 medieval/fairy tale!AU fic. Grayson/Alastair, explicit, complete. Two chapters, 83k words.
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 2 years
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Ahh, I feel like a dick for not seeing this until now D:
But thank you so much for sharing this! And again for such beautiful art!
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Inspired by @allsingalongagain s amazing work:
Go and read it!
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allsingalongagain · 3 years
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😍🥰
My boys! Thank you again so much!! ❤️
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I did a wonderfull Commission for @allsingalongagain based on chaper 44 of this amazing 56-chapter long story:
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allsingalongagain · 3 years
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fic: kiss with a fist (complete)
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“There is a place I’ve been frequenting,” Malory had finally told him, a spark of something mischievous in his eyes. “A pub, out towards Whitechapel. You should pay them a visit yourself. I believe you’d find it … stimulating.”
“Exactly what is so fascinating about this place?”
“It’s not the place, lad, but one of the people you’ll find within it. I’m certain you’d enjoy the meeting.”
Of all the possibilities he’d considered, Alastair is happy to admit – a clandestine gambling ring is easily the most palatable.
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Alastair makes a visit to a particular pub on Malory's suggestion and finds his attention captured by the handsome, intriguing man he discovers there.
The Order: 1886 human!AU fic. Grayson/Alastair pre-slash, teen, complete. One shot, 4.8k words.
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 4 years
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fic: in wolf’s clothing (complete)
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In the dark, dismal catacombs of Westminster Palace, Grayson finds a friend.
That the man calls himself Lucan is only a minor detail.
The Order: 1886 canon divergence fic. Grayson/Alastair, mature, complete. One shot, 20k words.
Read it here.
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allsingalongagain · 4 years
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fic: of blood, of water (complete)
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“Never accept, always question.”
Grayson refuses the Lord Chancellor’s demand. His life, and the lives of those around him, are changed in ways he could never have expected.
The Order: 1886 canon divergence fic. Gen/pre-slash, Grayson and Alastair centric, complete. 56 chapters, 222k words.
Read from the start here.
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allsingalongagain · 5 years
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Reblogging this with updated links to Pillowfort and Twitter.
With Tumblr doing its best impression of a sinking ship I’ll be establishing a home somewhere in greener pastures. I won’t be deleting or anything like that (because I’m a stubborn son of a bitch and I want to hang around long enough to see things burn) BUT if you want to follow me into the future you’ll find me:
- Without a doubt on AO3.
- At some point likely on Pillowfort. Now on Pillowfort! at allsingalong
- And maybe eventually on Twitter too. Also on Twitter, at hayleyhitshare.
- Otherwise you can always hit me up for my PlayStation username or Nintendo Switch friendcode.
I’ll edit and/or reblog this post as I add to it. Best of luck to all of you out there. <3
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allsingalongagain · 5 years
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all i want to do is write that one fic that takes people’s breath away and kinda lingers in the back of their minds. i want to write something that makes people want to make art and play with my versions of characters or in the universe i created. i want to be able to create worlds that feel real enough to walk into and write lines that stick with people until they forget where exactly they heard it because it lives in their bones now.
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allsingalongagain · 5 years
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Failing QTE…
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allsingalongagain · 5 years
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“Show your true self.”
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allsingalongagain · 5 years
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The Order: 1886 | Chapter 1: Always a Knight
“Ah. Sir Percival. I thought the Order of Her Majesty’s Royal Knights might
be mixed up in this affray.”
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