#wip: kara gets to earth on time
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I would like to see something with Kara Zor-el :)
i love your fics with her
Ma takes them inside and keeps talking to them in low, soothing tones the whole time. She sits them down at the kitchen table and makes them the warm brown drink with soft white pellets in it that Kal likes so much. It tastes like ash in Kara's mouth. Everything tastes like ash.
It wasn't that far to fall, she tries to tell herself. Kal would've been fine. He would've.
She doesn't actually know if he would've, though. He could've broken his arm. Could've hit his head.
Could've just died.
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I was gonna be cheeky and ask for 10 and 19 again BUT I shall resist that urge… for now.
I will be sneaky (critical failure) and ask for three (I lied) 28. 30. And 37.
And what the hell, everyone should be proud of their work/s so a 33. (Feel free to pick a couple if this is just asking for a lot - I feel like it is 😅)
I feel like I’m order takeout or reading lotto number here
haha thank you! and the bonus number is…
Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?
today i’m reminding myself to practice mindfulness! and not in the sense of breathing exercises or lengthy meditation sessions (although I’m sure those have their benefits too) but by making myself be in the present, paying attention to all of my senses, and remembering that my characters would do the same. you’ll need that material to fill in the little details that draw the reader into your work, that tricky thing that makes them feel like they can’t just see it, but like they’re actually there. life is a sensual experience, and i think our stories should reflect that!
Describe a fic that almost happened, but then didn’t.
this got long, so…
i once scribbled down a dream i had that was a sort of trippy time travel/repeating day type of thing, where Lena was part of a small crew of criminals that used Lena’s tech to travel back in time to aid them with their heists. they would simply rewind time over and over, taking note of the details, learning every possible outcome, eliminating obstacles along the way, practicing the motions often enough to nail the final, perfect execution.
the first scene was a very bloody one, and i came in right in the middle of it, not understanding how Lena and her people could be so callous about the people laying bleeding and dying at their feet, especially because Kara was one of them. Lena’s crew just kept saying they’d ‘fix that next time’, like some sort of cryptic mantra.
in the dream Lena ended up looking for Kara in every run through, charming her in a thousand different ways, always the same, Kara falling for her every time. there were a few rewinds that took her back so far that Kara was still a child, immediately smitten but completely lost on earth, abandoned and alone, and Lena lobbied hard to make sure her crew fixed that, too, even when it meant Lena would never meet her again.
i saw Lena’s crew running down a dark alley over and over again, at least one of their crew dead or dying, at least one other gravely hurt. Kara turned out to be the reason their plan failed every single time. Lena ended up having to turn against her team to save her before they could eliminate her from their timeline completely.
in the end Lena lay dying in child-Kara’s arms, telling her ‘we’ll fix it next time.’ this was when she’d finally discovered Kara wasn’t human. the line i woke up with was Lena telling Kara to promise her, ‘if you figure it out someday—fly up’. the theory being, i think, that if Kara somehow were to fly high enough, fast enough, she’d achieve the same effect Lena did with her tech, and Kara could go back to save Lena instead.
my dreams get pretty elaborate, but they rarely come with as tidy of a plot as this one did, so i bet it already exists somewhere.
Do you research before writing or while you write? Is it fun or boring for you?
i don’t feel i write the kind of stuff that requires a lot of research and that’s probably a good thing! because i will go down absolutely every rabbit hole the internet has to offer when i do and zero writing will get done. my longform WIP TFOT has been brewing since—let me check—December 11, 2022 (thanks @mooosicaldreamz) and i’ve written less than 20k words, including my outline. instead i have spent my time working on it ‘studying’ veterinary medicine, learning about sustainable agriculture, planning trips to Wyoming and wondering alongside Paula Cole where all the cowboys have gone.
Give your writing a compliment.
i can’t tell you how happy it makes me when people tell me i managed to write something that made them laugh out loud. several times even! sometimes waking up their loved ones or startling strangers! i love that so much.
#these were excellent questions!#this got a little longer than i intended#(but what else is new)#more writing asks#ask me things!#kitch3nw3nch
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I have to ask #29 Thanks in advance!
29: Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)
YEAHHHHHH HAHA THANKS INKYDROPIES
okay i have genuinely so many oneshot wips i could choose from to post for this but i think im going to choose an old fic i was working on- its a tumblr mutals fic lol, where lena and kara are both in the same fandom for the tv show "morgana", kara writes fic, and lena is her beta reader. the "morgana" show was going to be loosely inspired by jazzfordshire's morgana/red daughter au fics, and i actually got her permission to slip some references in there lol.
anyways, i think if i never end up going back to this i might cannabalize it for another fandom (maybe imodna? im still unsure) but without further adieu- the first part of the wip
The straps of leather between Morgana’s fingertips were rough with use and wear. Toying with them gently was as easy as toying with the woman beneath the form fitting armor, yet it proved itself quickly to be only half as fun. As Morgana trailed a finger down one of the straps of the chest harness, dragging slowly, she heard a soft intake of breath from her companion.
“Do not tease,” El whispered, but her command held none of the bite Morgana so dearly craved to hear from the accented woman— truly, it bore the opposite: she heard only thick, unadulterated affection. El’s eyes flickered and shone ice-blue in the firelight of their shared hearth, and Morgana found herself drawing from all the power within her to stop herself from lunging forward and ravishing the woman’s lips. She wanted to be ever closer to El, bound hand and waist, palm and throat, lip and lip. She wanted to hear that rough voice, usually restrained by her knight’s mysterious stoicism, begging and crying out for her. She wanted to hear her say it— say the words Morgana hungered to hear-
“Kara. Earth to Kara.”
The hands flying across her laptop keyboard freeze. Kara glances up from her desk.
Winn Schott is staring at her over a dusty CatCo monitor. His eyes are wide, frantically oscillating between her and the door. “Ms. Grant just walked in,” he hisses.
“Oh, shit.” Kara slams her laptop shut, grabbing her phone. She quickly slides it open to her mail app, scanning through all her recent messages— “Winn, did you forward me that message from IT?”
“Already sent,” he nods, glancing up at her from his dual monitors. “And you have something on your shirt.”
“Oh, darn it—” Kara glances down at her white oxford, sees the tan stain present beneath her chest pocket, and scowls. Stupid National City streets making the bus rides so bumpy. She didn’t even notice she spilled coffee over herself.
Kara wrestles her blazer out of her bag, throwing it on top of her shirt and hoping for the best. She about faces, turning towards the door’s to Cat’s office, and, taking an exaggerated breath, steals herself for her first, and worst, interaction with Cat of the day.
She pushes open the door. Cat Grant sits, regal, ruling the room from her ergonomic office chair. She types idly away at her laptop with one hand, and scrolls through her carefully curated morning news feed with her other.
“You’re late,” she says to Kara, without looking up, even though Kara technically arrived to work before her. “I’ve been sitting here, waiting, for six minutes,” she continues, which, objectively, is true.
“Sorry, Ms. Grant,” Kara mumbles, pulling out her phone and clicking open her document with all of Cat’s itinerary for the day.
Cat Grant starts speaking, then, and Kara tries to focus on her boss’s words, but her mind, as usual, wanders. She had been in such a groove on what she was writing, had finally broken through the haze of writer’s block she had been experiencing for nearly a week. And right as she’s about to round out the denouement of this fic, just in time for the end of the week, she has to be interrupted by her job.
It’s really her fault, she knows. She should try to keep her home life and work life a little more separate— but the newest episode of Morgana dropped last night, and Kara had been filled with such inspiration for a scene in her current fic she spent nearly the entire bus ride here and the rest of the morning working through it. She’s nearly done too, she just has to send it off to—
Kara’s phone buzzes, perfectly timed, and she knows exactly who it is without even checking.
Kara slides past her lockscreen and taps open the tumblr app. There waiting for her, past a wall of messages and notes, is a message from the one person she’s been hoping to hear from most all morning—the only person who could maybe help her turn this terrible morning around.
[] morgana-with-a-gun
read through what you added to the google doc last night. left some notes. its looking pretty good.
Kara practically swoons.
#asks#thanks for asking this !!! i really wanted to share this fic lol#I would love to get back to it eventually but I’ve been so split between other fics#but who knows !! it might show up again in some form or another#mike writes#inkedroplets
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I think there are so many good questions, so answer as many or as few of these as you like! 1, 3, 5, 17, 33, 51, 55, 73
1.) do you know how you want the story to end when you start, or are you just stumbling through the figurative wilderness hoping to find a road?
Really depends. Sometimes I know the exact beginning and ending, sometimes I have some pieces of the middle that i know, and sometimes I am coasting by on pure vibes.
3.) on a scale of 1-10 how much do you enjoy incorporating romance into the average story?
Hmm maybe.... 5? I like romance, and there is a lot of fun in writing people who would absolutely die for each other, but I also often feel like there is a certain oversaturation of romance in fanworks or media in general. Like sometimes larger themes or character exploration are being pushed to the side to make room for exploring those characters solely in whatever relationship, and that’s fine! I’m glad people make what they want to make, but it always disappoints me when I go on AO3 and narrow it down to Gen fics and there are like... 3. And none of them are multi-chapter. And all of them have less than a third of the hits as a romance piece published at the same time with similar tags. Sometimes it feels like I HAVE to write romance if I want the piece to ever be seen.
17.) Favorite Line you’ve ever written?
Ok so this is from a WIP I should probably just call abandoned at this point, it was a piece about Kara returning from the phantom zone and how I thought both the phantom zone and her return to earth might impact her. There were bigger symptoms than this and idk if it’s the BEST line i’ve ever written but i like it, so...
“Once, Nia came over to find her wearing two sets of earmuffs. “Flies.” She’d said, as though it made all the sense in the world.”
33.) do you start with the characters or the plot when writing?
Usually the dynamic between two characters.
55.) do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?
Oh god yeah. I have one that I should probably mark as abandoned on AO3 right now. I keep thinking “oh I’ll get back to it” and then I just never do. Usually, I just lose whatever feeling was keeping me going writing it. Maybe I reach the scene I wanted to write but I no longer have the motivation to flesh the rest of it out. Or I don’t know enough of what I want from it to finish it-- like the piece on AO3. I just don’t know really where I’m going in the long run. Some never even had enough meat on them to call them WIPS at all. Or I just don’t like how they’ve turned out and don’t like the concept enough to spend time completely revamping it. Or I just can’t figure out a way TO fix it. I’ve got dozens of pages of old writing that never panned out to anything. It helped me develop a style and every one of them taught me some sort of lesson, but I’ll never finish them. Do feel guilty about the posted one though. I won’t delete it, but I’ve really got to mark it.
73.) how do you visualize scenes? do you see it like a movie in your head, or do the words just flow?
Both. Depends on the scene and depends on the style I’m writing in. Sometimes I’ll start out visualizing it like a movie and then switch to words when whatever I’m trying to communicate doesn’t work through a visual medium. The Earth-X Kara fic I wrote was imagined almost entirely in words, because of its style. Any Supergirl WIP I have that delves into telepathy or J’onn or Nia’s powers is at least in part thought up in words because they deal so much with things that are felt or known without being seen. My original fiction (which I don’t publish on the internet, fyi) is a mix. Maybe it leans a bit more towards movie in the head, but flowing words is what gets it on the page.
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Supercorp excerpt from a current wip. Warning: angst, uncertainty, and incomplete plotlines ensue. It will (eventually) have a happy ending though, folks.
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The first time Lena Luthor died, it was an accident.
It wasn’t an accident that she was working late. It also wasn’t an accident that she was alone: she’d sent Jess home an hour earlier with the promise that she wouldn’t use Kara’s absence as a reason to wile away for hours in her lab. It was an accident that she broke that promise, but neither her or Jess were disillusioned about that possibility.
So for all intents and purposes, that she was alone in the echo-chamber of her lab the moment the final tiks of a bomb ran down was completely and wholly an accident.
Like all things, Lena’s death being an ‘accident’ carried subjectivity. To the hired hand that plotted and schemed and executed perfectly, it was completely intentional. Days and weeks of meticulous planning with access to an unlimited slush fund allowed a shadow to lurk, watch, and earn a payout that would make even the richest men gawk.
Years of attempt after attempt had been foiled, and to the assassin’s financier, this was just one of many schemes in the works. It was nearly as shocking to him as it was to the rest of the world when it worked. But none more so than Supergirl.
The stars had aligned and every variable somehow fell into place: politics, blackmail, and endless coffers funded half a dozen distractions and it meant that unsuspecting Tuesday, Supergirl was half a world away when the explosion reigned down on L-Corp. It also meant she was three seconds too late to intervene.
Three seconds. A lifetime and yet no time at all.
It meant that the first time Lena Luthor died, it was in Supergirl’s arms.
The second, third, and fourth time Lena Luthor died, it was in a medbay surrounded by the world’s finest technology working overtime not just to revive but to provide the thread of life support that kept Lena tethered to this world.
The fifth time Lena Luthor died, the super friends finally honed in on the source of the problem. It had nothing to do with the blast impact, the cuts and scrapes, or even the broken ribs, ruptured lung, and dislocated shoulder. It was something far smaller and far less expected.
“Shrapnel,” Brainy exclaimed, a finger gesticulating wildly at the monitor. “It’s shrapnel.”
“But I don’t see anything,” Alex said, her eyes squinting at the normal scans - normal with the exception of noticeable contusions, swelling, and gnarled flesh.
“Here,” Brainy continued, zooming past the point of legible resolution. Seven faint dark-gray pixels were circled for emphasis. “It explains the strange readings I’ve been getting from the MRIs. It’s only because we’ve upgraded the resolution that they’re even detectable which, if we were in the future would have been quite a simple exercise in-”
“These are practically microscopic,” Alex interrupted, eyes now jumping to a second, then third monitor. “I mean, they’re… they’re beyond microscopic. Can we even remove these? How is this the cause?”
“Because the metal isn’t from here. It’s alien. I've never seen anything like this."
“Wait, wait - what does that mean?”
“It isn't behaving like any Earth metal. It appears to have a very particular response to living organisms. It’s almost sentient in the way it’s drawn to life-forces.”
“A sentient metal,” Alex deadpanned, the strain and stress of two sleepless nights wearing on her patience and imagination. “You think a sentient metal is why Lena keeps coding?”
“I think that, based on the last three scans, that is a very real possibility.”
“Why? How?” Nia chimed in. She wasn’t nearly as brash as Alex, but even she carried a small scowl of skepticism for her husband’s findings.
“Because it’s the only thing that’s changed,” Brainy explained without explanation.
“English, Brainy,” Alex scowled.
“Look,” he continued, swiping to the first scan. “See this? This is where, for lack of a better term, the ‘flecks’ were thirty-six hours ago.”
“Ok, so?”
“And here,” he said, swiping to the latest scan, “is where they are now.”
“They’re… wait, they’re moving?” Alex gaped, sending a shockwave of confusion and further chaos through the room of silent observers.
One of those silent observers sat in the corner, hunched in red and blue, covered in dirt, caked in ash, and tinged with dried blood that didn’t belong to her. Shock left her unblinking at the unconscious frame laid out before them. It left her lungs empty. It made her fingers fidget of their own accord. Kara Zor-El was entirely helpless, and it didn’t sit well. It sat anxiously. It sat with the rationality of a child. It sat with the craving of a feral, starved cat.
“How do we make it stop?”
Alex’s words came as a whisper. The side-eyed glance toward Kara didn’t go amiss. It made Kara wonder if her sister forgot a whisper still rang with the volume of a scream.
“How do we… if it gets any closer to her… how do we stop it?”
Kara didn’t need the words to connect the dots. She didn’t need the layman's explanation to understand something mysterious was eating its way toward Lena’s heart. The irony wasn’t lost on her that the one person most suited to solving this problem was lying feet away, unconscious and fighting for her life.
Shock had taken hold like a virus. From the moment she stumbled into the Tower with Lena’s limp, lifeless and battered body clung to her chest, Kara was an idle shell of herself. She’d never not been able to hear Lena’s heartbeat before. It was an incomprehensible silence that shook her to her core. It was a void she never wanted to appear ever again.
Desperation seeped through the walls of shock when Lena’s heartbeat surrendered again and again and again. It was fighting a battle Kara couldn’t join. It was a helplessness that left her expression ashen and limbs dumb. Desperation appeared in her carnal need to keep Lena in sight at all times. It appeared in how she lost the thread of a conversation for how focused she listened to a heartbeat she knew better than breathing. It appeared in the way habit became a vice.
Habit reached out and sought Lena’s hand. Habit craved Lena’s body pressed against her own. Habit hungered for the strong, ever-present gaze of piercing green eyes steadying her in the storm battering and beating her heart.
But habit wasn’t a privilege she could live in though. Instead a wall of wires kept fingers intertwined with themselves, desperate for the hold of Lena’s. Instead a cool void sat between them at night. Instead an ever-present gaze was disrupted by eyelids.
She felt the pull of Lena’s heartbeat distract her from the debate happening feet away. She clung to it; listened for the constant, reliable sound resonating and calming the chill of dread threatening to overtake Kara’s demeanor. Somewhere shock and desperation and habit lurked, but it all sat concealed behind a facade. It was the same facade that had carried her from a world-torn teen to a good-fitting one.
Years of fighting and hoping and praying to Rao had gifted her with friends and family who loved her. It had left her unguarded and ill-equipped for the harshness of a universe that stole a planet and its people without a care. It was a false sense of security that had failed Lena, and now Kara was faced with another inevitable; another stolen happiness.
“... an electromagnet might-”
“-but how do we even begin to-”
“-how would we power it?-”
“-temporary charge-”
“-no it needs to be permanent-”
“Why?”
“Because risking additional surgery will introduce more scar tissue-”
“Which will make every subsequent surgery and healing period longer-”
“-and more painful.”
“We need something that won’t deteriorate-”
“-something that can provide a constant charge-”
“But what would-”
“Kryptonite.”
Silence fell at the single word. All eyes glanced to the corner; to the source.
The voice was Kara’s. The silence echoed louder than the explosion that had put Lena under the operating knife. It might have gone on for eternity if not for Alex’s intervention.
“Did you just… did you say what I think you said?”
“It could fuel a device for… well, forever. Kryptonite’s half life is so long that we still don’t even know,” Kara explained, glancing at Brainy for confirmation.
“That’s true. And there’s precedent. It powered Metallo’s suit,” Brainy inserted, corroborating Kara’s insane suggestion. “Perhaps if we-”
“Hang on. You can’t be serious,” Alex scowled, challenging Kara’s insane suggestion. Brown eyes bounced between Brainy and Kara, waiting for one of them to yield. When neither did, she shook her head in disbelief. “There has to be another option.”
“We don’t have time to keep searching,” Kara said, her expression hardened.
“But Kara…” Nia began, her voice quivering with the hesitation that permeated from the super friends. It was as far as she could carry the baton, and a pleading glance passed it back to Alex.
“If we do this, there is no chance of-”
“I don’t need you to sit around and tell me all the things that could go wrong. None of that matters if Lena isn’t alive. I just need you to say it will work,” Kara interrupted, her eyes piercing across the room from Alex to the Coluan.
It was a rare moment for Brainy to hesitate. The hesitation sent Kara’s nervous fingers worrying against the gold band that hadn’t left her finger since it was slid in place nearly five years earlier.
“Will it?” she pressed.
“It is certainly possible, but I would need to run some tests.”
“Hold on, just-just let’s everyone hang on for a second,” Alex chimed in, cheeks flush and eyes narrowed with skepticism. To calmer, less strained minds, Alex would sound like the voice of reason, but to Kara it was the one of resistance. “Are we really at a point where we are going to cram a chunk of the one thing that will kill Kara into her wife’s chest?”
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more coming soon.
#supercorp#sc#supergirl#supercorp fic#kara danvers#lena luthor#this gets worse before it gets better#because i literally don't know how to write anything that isn't 90% angst#this is why i can't have fluffy things
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Fic Writer Review
tagged by @light-miracles
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
148
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
423,204
3. How many fandoms have you written for?
going by the categories on AO3, 20
4. Top 5 fics by kudos?
Betting on Love
Ava was right.
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Turbulence
Sometimes they hate each other, sometimes they don't. Either way, here's a collection of Winn and Brainy oneshots, chronicling their relationship in no particular order.
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Pay the Asking Price
Or, Kara opens a Kryptonian pod, and takes its passenger in, helping him adjust to life on Earth.
But this time, said passenger doesn't look Kryptonian at all.
(aka the "what if Brainy was in the pod from the end of season 1, instead of Mon-El" AU nobody asked for. A full rewrite of season 2, including the musical crossover)
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This Unfamiliar Road (Hold On to Me)
In which Alex has an offer Brainy can't refuse.
(now a collection of stories relating to this subject)
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The Purple Jacket Squad
Or, in which Barry and Iris take Nora to Kara's Earth, and things get interesting.
5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?
I do try, because they make the effort to comment on my stuff in the first place, but it does take a while sometimes
6. A fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending.
probably the darkest hour (of the darkest night)
7. Do you write cross overs?
Not really? unless I’m really into both things and I want to see the characters meet
8. Ever received hate on a fic?
I don’t think so
9. Do you write smut?
noooope
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of
11. Ever had a fic translated?
I don’t know
12. Have you ever co written a fic?
Not really? but it would be fun to
13. All time Fav ship.
I can’t choose
14. WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
probably the Sky High AU
15. Writing strengths?
I don’t know? please tell me
16. Writing weakness?
sex scenes and fight scenes, I’m not good with either of them
17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
If you know the language, go for it
18. First Fandom you wrote for?
on AO3, Supergirl
on fanfiction dot net, The Hunger Games.
19. What’s your fav fic you’ve written so far?
Pay the Asking Price (but also I think No Connection and also Hope Burns Bright)
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Fic Writer Review
Thanks @wolfsong02 for tagging me, I rarely do one of these but I might as well try.
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
19
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
380224
3. How many fandoms have you written for?
Counting just AO3, and counting DC Comics as a whole fandom, and AtLA and LoK as the same universe: 2 lol
4. Top 5 fics by kudos?
1) The Lost Princess-Thirty years ago, Diana was happy. She was Wonder Woman, she was married to the woman she loved and she had a baby girl. But when her baby daughter (apparently) dies, Diana went back to Themyscira and never returned to the outside world. At the same time, Lena is having strange dreams, and she does not know if they are only dreams or they can be something else. She, Kara, and their friends will have to fight a truth that threatens to change everything they knew until then.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/8514457
2) The Women of the Thousand Faces- Lena discovered a truth that destroyed her life and everything went to hell. She and Kara will have to find a way to defeat Veritas, a multidimensional organization that has kidnapped their friends and has only one mission: to kill Lena Luthor to avoid an apocalyptic catastrophe called Crisis on Infinite Earths/Diana's world has been completely destroyed thanks to traps of liars and traitors. Trapped at the End of the World with Alex and Maggie, Diana will have to find a way to get out of the Underworld to find her family.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9624287
3. Finding Jason- Twelve years ago, Batman beat Red Hood in front of all the world, almost killing his own son. As a result the family broke down irremediably and Bruce Wayne was left alone with his darkness. No one has seen or heard of Jason in twelve years. Not even the world's best detective has been able to find him. But one day, Bruce discovers a new clue that could reveal the location of his second son. The clue is eleven years old, has red hair, and Jason's eyes. Her name is Carrie Kelley and according to the innumerable blood tests, she is his granddaughter.
(https://archiveofourown.org/works/16746352)
4. Inside the Iceberg- Kara's not alone inside the iceberg. And every visit has something to tell her.
(https://archiveofourown.org/works/21557041)
5. Something Strange in the Woods- Aang feels there is something wrong with the spirits. With Toph's help, he will have to fix whatever is happening in the woods. But neither of them expected Toph could see in the Spirits World.
(https://archiveofourown.org/works/29351115)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?
Yes when they ask for more information about something or when they're so cute they make me smile. And if I don't respond usually is because I don't know what to say 🤣.
6. A fic you've written with the angstiest ending.
The Lost Princess, but just because it wasn't the ending and it continued in The Women of the Thousand Faces.
7. Do you write cross overs?
Yes when they're set in the same universe/multiverse. Also yes to totally random cameos of different characters without more reason than amuse me and save me from the nuisance of creating an OC. Once Batman was investigating a kidnapping in Johnny Bravo's apartment, another time Alex Danvers and Korra played Quidditch in Themyscira.
8. Ever received hate on a fic?
Some times but I barely remember why.
9. Do you write smut?
It can be added as a little scene on a bigger fic but never on its own.
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not really.
11. Ever had a fic translated?
I have to literally translate my own fics from Spanish to English so no I do enough translation lmao.
12. Have you ever co written a fic?
In fanfiction.net, a Divergent (Trinine) fic with a friend.
13. All time Fav ship.
Ooff... Like, I can't pick just one. Toph/Aang probably. Kara/Happiness. I have a lot of ships.
14. WIP you want to finish but don't think you ever will?
I promised myself I'd finish all my monsters and I will even if I need 84 years.
15. Writing strengths?
When I'm inspired, drama. Comedy. Suspense.
16. Writing weakness?
Doing 10000 words chapters. I can't stop when I think it's not enough and that takes a lot of time.
17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
Idk, good if you're not butchering the language. If not directly in English it's faster and easier.
18. First Fandom you wrote for?
In fanfiction.net Teen Titans
In ao3 Supergirl
19. What's your fav fic you've written so far?
It's The Lost Princess. Years passed and I had a Lena crisis but it's the one fic that always brings me confort, not matters how I feel about Canon!Lena.
Tagging @mycomfortblanket @takaraphoenix @cyclone-rachel @boomerangguy
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fic writer review!
thank you for the tag @mssirey
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
12, split between two fandoms, but i have more on ff.net
2. What’s your total ao3 word count?
126,154
3. How many fandoms have you written for?
Only two (Rizzles and Supercorp). Wait... does Calzona count? I wrote some crossovers with them
4. Top 5 fics by kudos?
This actually kind of fun. I’ve never gone through and looked at the stats over on ao3.
1. No Other Shade of Blue
2. The Winning Bid (Kara’s Crisis on Earth)
3. Savior Complex
4. Best of Five (A Game Night Intervention)
5. Cover Story
5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?
I do! I enjoy the reader/author interaction, especially beyond “great stuff! thanks for sharing!” I really like to delve into thoughtful and insightful comments and start a conversation. I love hearing how people interpret the story and specific scenes, because as an author you really want to convey an emotion or setting. And man, when someone gets what you were going for in a story, that’s a great feeling
6. A fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending
I suppose that would be Winter Song, but also if Copper and Wine ever gets finished (RIP WIP) it would be that.
7. Do you write crossovers?
Yes, I wrote a Rizzles Hannibal AU (it didn’t include Will or Hannibal, but I drew a lot from the tv show/movies/books for each, so a guess it could be a crossover? eh...) and some Rizzles/Calzona crossovers on ff.net
8. Ever received hate on a fic?
Luckily, no. Maybe some rude comments, like I didn’t make smut specific enough, or write a particular version of a charter, but never hate. And if you are a person that leaves hate on fics: get wrecked
9. Do you write smut?
Yes, but I have been told it is art house smut. I don’t write a lot of specifics when I write smut, because I like to leave it to the reader how they envision the scene. Sometimes specifics bog down a scene, and it feels almost too technical. I like to give the outline, and have the reader fill in the rest.
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
I don’t think so, at least not outright. I have read fic with VERY SIMILAR themes/scenes, but never word for word
11. Ever had a fic translated?
Yes. I had someone ask to translate Copper and Wine into Russian.
12. Have you ever co-written a fic?
Yes, a few! The Execution of All Things, and The Clueless Detective and the Dumb Genius both with @socks-lost
13. All time fav ship?
Hands down, my first, last forever otp is Xena and Gabrielle.
14. WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
I started this L Word/Rizzles fic that had Jane and Bette getting more and more ridiculous to win Maura’s affections (JANE v BETTE: The Top Off Heard’Round The World). I wrote the first 2 chapters, but got sidetracked
15. Writing strengths?
I suppose...flow? I’ve been told my writing is lyrical.
16. Writing weaknesses?
Emotions, because what are those?
17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
I have, but only simple sentences/phrases, and it has been in French, Italian, and Kyrptonian
18. First fandom you wrote for?
Rizzles, but I had been reading fic for a long time
19. What’s your fav fic you’ve written so far?
I really love Copper and Wine, because it is first person (which is a POV I never use) and because I really have fun tying together the shows/character traits in interesting ways. But I think it is probably East of Wishing in the Rizzles fandom and No Other Shade of Blue in the Supercorp fandom
I TAG: @socks-lost, @jobethdalloway, @mjduncan, @kendrene, @coffeeshib
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Core Four AU idea: It's still made of Tim, Kon, Cassie, and Bart, but their origins and mentors are scrambled (wip)
(Alt hero names found here: https://afni-fics.tumblr.com/post/645575571700645888/afni-fics)
Tim is mentored under Troia/Donna Troy and Wonder Woman/Diana Prince because it turned out he's the son of Persephone and Hades who was sent to the mortal world to be raised by Jack and Janet Drake because Ares had somehow cursed their child in an attempt to kill him in an attempt to divert some prophecy. The curse made him mortal and weakened his divine powers, but he's still got some. Tim's mortal parents are killed by Ares's minions when he's five, but Donna rescues Tim in time and spirits him away to Themyscira. Because he's just a child, he's allowed to stay there and be trained until he's 13 at which point he returns to the world of man where he lives with Donna as her cousin.
Conner is still a clone, but of Bruce Wayne and Ra's Al Ghul discovered by Batman during a raid on a secret genetic lab in an attempt to make the perfect heir for the League of Assassins. Conner was discovered several months after Jason's death at the hands of the Joker. He was physically aged to around ten years old, but had a critical flaw that had him earmarked the clone as a failure, so Ra's had ordered his "erasure" so they could start over again. Bruce rescued him and destroyed the lab before this could happen. The flaw is the boy was blind. Bruce ends up adopting the boy and trends to be hyper protective of him. However Conner is determined to figure out a way to join Bruce's war against crime (especially Ra's). He develops echo location ability to "see" either through an invention from Lucius Fox or as a surprise meta ability from the Lazarus Pit water used in the cloning process.
Cassie is still a Sandsmark except she's no longer daughter of Zeus, but of Hermes. Her connection to the Speed Force through the Greek God is weird and complicated. Barry and Wally initially don't know what to make of her. She loves the speed and adrenaline of going all out with her powers, but it can make her a little reckless. This makes her and Tim family on the Greek side. They are both first cousins (Hermes and Persephone are half siblings through Zeus) and first cousins once removed (Hermes is Hades's nephew). It's weird but they get it. They are really close and protective of the other and totally thick as thieves.
Bart as Superfam from the future is strange. He's the grandson of Kara Zor-El (Power Girl and Superman's cousin). One of Kara's children fell in love with a descendent of Lex Luthor in a very Shakespearean way from an alternative Earth. He was sent to this Earth because his own was dying due to a Crisis event and several youngsters from his generation were scattered to alternate universes to save their lives. Think end of Krypton, Earth version. At first he tries to keep away from his "family" because he doesn't want to mess too much with their futures (not knowing he's on a completely different Earth). Eventually he's found out and folded into the Kent's family, spending equal time between Smallville and Metropolis. Somehow Luthor discovers Bart is a genetic descendent of his, which sparks his interest/obsession in meeting the strange boy and raises all sorts of red flags with the Supers.
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“It is Not in the Stars to Hold Our Destiny: A Tale of Kara Zor-El and Lena Luthor” - Supercorp AU!
So, I started posting a new story on AO3, this time Supercorp! It’s a different take that I hope you’ll love. It’s a AU (set open Earth 24) where Kara Zor-El and her young cousin Kal-El’s pod crashes in Smallville, where they are both raised by the Kents, and Kara meets Lena in her Junior year of high school.
It gets smutty later on, all part of the evolution of their lives. Currently posted chapter 7 of 30+, a WIP. I am posting weekly on Saturdays.
“It is Not in the Stars to Hold Our Destiny: A Tale of Kara Zor-El and Lena Luthor”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28680042/chapters/70310886
Summary:
Separated by over twenty-seven thousand light-years, tragedy brought two souls together - one Kryptonian and one human. What neither of them expected was to fall in love.
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It begins with fire, when all seems lost...
Imagine another universe and within it a version of Krypton where a teenage Kara Zor-El escapes her world’s fiery fate in an interstellar escape pod - but not alone. This Kara is the guardian of a traveling companion - her young cousin, Kal-El.
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In this AU canon-divergent story we'll follow the lives and adventures of the Kara Zor-El and Lena Luthor of Earth 24, starting with Kara on Krypton before the destruction of her world.
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Hello!!
For the Sunday Asks, could we see a bit of Kara Zor-El?
Thank you!
Ma coaxes her to her feet, but she can't bring herself to let go of Kal.
The porch railing is splintered where she was leaning against it, Kara notes distantly. She hadn't noticed that before.
She’ll have to be careful about that. It's not safe for Kal, if the rail is breaking.
. . . the broom handle is splintered too. Crushed in two places, it looks like.
When . . . ?
Did Ma . . . step on it, maybe? Did she trip over it herself? But how would that . . .
Kal fusses, reaching for his dropped Krypto-plush on the porch, and Kara loses her train of thought. Kal wants his Krypto-plush, so she picks it up for him.
Her fingers tremble. She doesn't . . . she doesn't think about it.
Any of it.
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(Companion to this Zombie Apocalypse First Kiss)
In the first few days, before it was understood that there was no stopping the sickness from spreading, before Kara realized that there were more dead walking than living, before they lost Oliver, before Gotham city burned, before it all became too much to comprehend, Kara had a plan.
And it was a good plan, too. Simple. To the point. Easily executed. Nearly certain to succeed. All she had to do was get to the Fortress of Solitude.
She left her huddle of friends and family hunkered down in the hills outside of National City, camped out next to an arms cache Alex may or may not have illegally stashed in case of a hostile takeover of the DEO.
“We’re going to be fine,” Kelly promised her at the edge of camp. “Barry and Oliver will stand watch the whole time. Lena and Felicity are rigging the radio right now.”
“Any word from J’onn?” Kara asked.
Kelly shook her head. “It’s too soon. The man can teleport; he’ll be okay. Go, Kara. Get help. Try to be back before Alex wakes up, because you know she worries, and then I worry, and then the whole camp will worry.”
Kara laughed. Kelly was exaggerating, but not by much.
The truth was that Kara couldn’t contain a zombie pandemic by herself, and neither could Clark. But if they had a dozen Kryptonian soldiers? Two dozen? Lena and Felicity had a lot to say about what ‘safety’ would mean until a cure or a vaccine could be produced: they’d need to clear a safe zone, they’d need to enforce a perimeter, they’d need to organize search parties for the living.
They’d need to burn the dead. Kara was trying not to think about that part.
More Kryptonian soldiers would mean fewer dead to burn. So she left the camp at the break of dawn and made her way to the Fortress, resisting the urge to stop in Metropolis - Lois had left an urgent voicemail telling her not to come at any cost - and the urge to search Midvale again for Eliza, whose house stood empty and looted and of whom there was still no trace.
She knew before she landed that Clark was there: she could hear his movement from a mile off, could hear his breathing, and she was so relieved that she ignored the red flags or perhaps she simply didn’t notice them. It wasn’t until she was standing in the fortress entrance that she registered what she was hearing: the strange rattling sound that echoed through the ice with each breath, the aimless, erratic, shuffling nature of his footsteps.
“Clark?” Kara called. She touched down gently, suddenly fearful, but not so gently that he couldn’t hear her. His ears were as sensitive as hers, after all. She moved into the fortress increasingly ill at ease, calling for him, cursing the the way the sound ricocheted off the ice or else she’d have found him already by sound alone.
He found her first.
Kara had only a moment to get out of the way of the heat vision, and only a split second after that before he was barreling towards her. She was in the air in an instant, watching with horror as Clark - or what was left of him - crashed directly into a wall of ice. Look away, she thought to herself. Look away, look away. She hovered, frozen, unable to heed her own words, staring down at his soot stained cape until he turned and gazed up at her with glowing eyes and only half a jaw and Kara screamed.
Kara screamed and Clark leapt into the air after her.
That was the moment when Kara understood that her world had ended for a second time.
“Kelex!” she cried, ducking into the next room, and then the next, trying to shake Clark’s pursuit. “Urgent message for Argo: stay away from Earth. Sickness here. Kryptonians are not-” she choked back a sob as Clark roared behind her. “-are not immune. Do not approach.”
Kelex’s confirmation was lost in another roar as Clark came after Kara with his heat vision for the second time.
The only thing worse than a zombie was a zombie that could fly. And Kara knew that she should put him down, that there was no cure, that this was the end of the line for the boy she’d crossed half a galaxy to protect. But she couldn’t do it. She set Kelex to imitating her voice deeper and deeper inside the fortress, luring him away. And then, once clear of the fortress herself, she set to work collapsing the entrance behind her.
I’m sorry, she thought. And then, I’ll come back. I’ll make this better.
Alex was awake by the time she made it back to camp. Felicity had the radio working, and though they hadn’t heard from Kate or Luke yet they did have confirmation there were survivors in Gotham. Nia and James had arrived in a stolen SUV laden with water and produce. J’onn had radioed in say that he’d found Brainy, that they were staying in the city to look for Cisco. The camp was buzzing with good news. Kara stood in the middle of it all feeling a harbinger of death even as Alex threw her arms around her.
“Well?” Alex said. “How long until they get here?”
Kara swallowed hard. “They aren’t coming,” she said. The camp began to fall silent around her. “I warned them away.”
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Anyway, so I’m gonna go ahead and move this onto my active WIP list.
#edited to be less long and annoying on the dash#zombie apocalypse au#supergirl#supergirl fic#kara danvers#kara zor el#cw gore
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100 Days of Writing, Day 95
was able to focus and get the rest of this chapter done! @the-wip-project
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“I know.” Kara casually said once they’d taken off and the g-forces had subsided.
James looked up for his datapad, confused as to what she was talking about. “About…”
“Ryder.” Kara turned her head so their conversation would be more private. “I didn’t recognize her at first, the longer hair threw me for a second. But then it clicked from old extranet articles about her dad and brother. I’m curious, how did you guys even meet? Because the poster boy for the Normandy seems like the last person to date a Red.”
“Alleged Red. As far as I know the media never confirmed she was actually part of the gang.” the words slipped out before James could think and it made him pause, that he was confirming her suspicions that he and Anna were seeing each other.
“Interesting.”
“What do you want?” James asked after letting out a sigh. Clicking off the pad, he turned to fully look at Kara. “Or have you already slipped something to the tabloids?”
“Please, don’t insult me. Like I want the paparazzi camped outside the Villa just so they can ask questions about your sex life.”
“Then why bring it up?”
“Because I do want something, just not what you think.” Kara paused and let out a sigh before continuing. “Do you know what my first thought was after hearing I’d been selected for N school?”
“No, what was it?”
“‘Holy Shit, I’m going to be in the same class as James Vega. He must have all kinds of stories.’ We all make cracks about it, but seeing you on BattleSpace and telling us the fight was gonna be worth it...it helped. At least for me. Earth was a shitshow but knowing that Admiral Shepard and the Normandy hadn’t forgotten us kept me going. Then you actually show up and it’s a perfect example as to why you shouldn’t meet you favorite net drama actor; the actual thing is always disappointing.”
James shifted in his seat as Kara talked, realizing for the first time how his appearances on the show during the war had impacted people who weren’t looking to sleep with him. “So...if you’re not going to go to the tabloids, then what…”
“How about you actually take that stick out of your ass and loosen up? We don’t have to be best friends, share some stories or tips. I’m sure the Admiral gave you plenty of advice while on missions. Hell, even come out with us at least one time when we go out for drinks. I can promise you that some of the ‘golden boy’ shine will come off once the rest of the squad sees your dance moves.”
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fic writer review!
thanks @thebluewritingbench for the tag!
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
45 across different fandoms
2. Whats your total ao3 word count?
147,116 atm
3. How many fandoms have you written for?
About 5 or 6? But the ones I have more content in is Shadowhunters and Supergirl.
4. Top 5 fics by kudos?
the sg fandom is the most interactive one i’ve been in so 4/5 are sc
all the universe laboured to bring us together (the rest is up to us) - in which Mxyzptlk takes Kara to different earths where they are friends but Lena is in established relationships so Kara can finally realize she's in love with her.
on the way home - The Danvers sisters travel to Midvale for a short vacation and their girlfriends tag along, or for Kara is more like her girl friend.
I’m thinking about adding a little epilogue to this one since i’ve been screamed at in the comments a few times lol
i believe in red - lena starts leaving lipstick marks on kara’s clothes for more reasons than the obvious one,
realization - Magnus suspects it and it takes him three times and a chat with Cat to realize that yes, his soul and Alec’s accidentally bonded.
on purpose - kara believes in soulmates, however when she tells lena about she being supergirl everything goes down the road and she has to start to reconsider what are really soulmates.
5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?
yes, to some of them, there are some comments that i can’t say much to beyond a ‘thanks’ so i don’t always answer them but i read every one of them multiple times, they hit me like crack.
6. A fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending
i’m the happy ending business so there’s no much material to choose from. I have a malec drabble where alec dies from age with magnus by his side. i guess that the end of ‘seven year itch’ as well because they end up divorced but they’re (supposed) to be back in the sequel that one day i’ll finish writing.
7. Do you write crossovers?
No, but sometimes I include characters from the same universe, like in sh i sometimes write lily, she’s in the books but not the show or with sg i really like barry and sarah so i’d like to include them someday.
8. Ever received hate on a fic?
Not really, just some confusing comments in which idk if they’re being sarcastic or not .
9. Do you write smut?
Not very often but yes
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
No that I know
11. Ever had a fic translated?
Once I was asked if they could translate one of my fics to korean, I said yes but Idk if they ever did it
12. Have you ever co-written a fic?
Nop, just like art based of and vice versa kinda thing
13. All time fav ship?
not all time but atm is Supercorp
14. WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
there’s been sitting in my wip folder a kinda revenant!lena fic (not the movie) that includes like mythology and coincidentally her mom being some water spirit etc, some heavy ansgt with its respective happy ending of course. that fic and also “no turning back”
15. Writing strengths?
I never lack ideas, dialogue and narration, I think I’m good identifying the characters personalities (emphasis on i think)
16. Writing weaknesses?
slow as shit, i get so easily distracted that is a victory whenever i write more than a paragraph in a row
17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
it’s fine but i think it’s necessary either to add the meaning on the notes or explain it in the narration
18. First fandom you wrote for?
inuyasha, i wrote it for like seven years but everything is on spanish so... none of you will be seeing it
19. What’s your fav fic you’ve written so far?
tough one, right now Mama Penguin Adventures is being really fun to write, it’s cute and fun and not that serious, at least what i’ve written so far
i think most people have been tagged but i'll tag @bytheangell, @kg1507 and whoever else wants to do it really but feel free to ignore me
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first line game
rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). see if there are any patterns, choose your favorite opening line, and then tag 10 of your favorite authors!
thank you for the tag @sistersblack! i will also be including some wips bc i start more than i finish sooo yeah.
love and other burnings · wip · liz/samar, liz/reddington | the blacklist · She knows, later, when the tears have stopped and she can think with a semblance of clarity, that Liz was dead before she got there.
march into the sun (ch8) · wip · root/shaw | poi · Though there is nothing about their lives that could be considered normal, the Machine and Shaw have settled, after quite some time, into somewhat of a routine.
there is a light that never goes out · severus/remus, severus/evan | hp · The crowd gathered tonight is subdued, waiting, fear etched into many of their faces.
where the armor ends · wip · tammy/hannah | ncis nola · Getting drunk feels like the first good decision Tammy has made all day.
ain't gotta hide this heart of mine · harry/cedric | hp · Of all the things Harry could possibly be focusing on, this Potions essay, sitting half-written under his quill that has been hovering mid-thought for the past several minutes, is certainly not one of them.
a perfect and necessary darkness · kim & trudy | chicago pd · She isn't sure what made her go to the district, except maybe that the walls of her apartment felt like they were closing in on her.
in the middle of a heartbreak song · olivia/alex & noah | svu · It's nearly bedtime when Noah's little voice startles Olivia from a stupor.
the sound of silence · kat/adena | the bold type · When she asks herself, weeks later, why she packed up and left New York, Adena tells herself that she was always better at running away.
and i don't know if i'm ever coming home · olivia/alex | svu · We find the defendant guilty.
if our grave was watered by the rain · olivia/alex | svu · "Let's get out of here," Alex says, and the night's tension seems to dissipate.
earth angel · wip · root/shaw, alex/lucy | poi & supergirl · "Alex! Alex, wait up!"
the space between · jj/emily | criminal minds · Emily hates Paris.
and a place in my heart will always be hers · jj/emily | criminal minds · Garcia had once asked Emily how much she loved JJ.
baby, let's go home · jj/emily | criminal minds · She's watching them from her office, through the cracks in the blinds.
let the brokenness be felt until you reach the other side · root/shaw & the machine | poi �� At six years old, you told your father you didn't care for the dark.
long live the reckless and the brave · root/shaw | poi · In the end, Root calls Shaw.
i'll bury you by the river, carve your name into the sand · root/shaw, shaw & fusco | poi · Shaw returns to them the same way she left, in a hail of bullets and blood.
march into the sun (ch1) · wip · root/shaw | poi · The armed men had left their vehicles exactly four minutes and twenty-eight seconds ago, leaving the street quiet.
the chaos of stars · unpublished · root/shaw | poi · They ask her what she remembers and she says nothing.
quiet nights poured over ice and tanqueray · kara/cat | supergirl · It takes a little too long for Alex and Maggie's giggles to fade after they leave the bar, and it leaves Kara biting at her lip, fiddling with her straw, tears pricking at her eyes.
okay so i def cheated a little and used mits twice, but hey just count it as a sneak peak. in terms of patterns, uh, a bitch loves commas?? for a lot of my one-shots, i tend to just go for inserting right into the action or just general exposition. not too big on dialogue, but i've done it in some of my older fics. for my favorite, i think it's the first one, because it's an emotional smack in the face which really encapsulates the whole fic lol.
idk who hasn't done this but tagging @maria-de-salinas, @isntthisjustwonderful, @maggiesbell, @wenjoyspark and anyone who wants to!
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A Primer/Refresher on Me
Hello! I haven’t been using Tumblr much recently, and I know I picked up some new followers since starting to post Critical Role drabbles. So here’s a little bit of information on me and my primary fandom stuff.
RL Info: She/her/hers, mid-30s, Librarian/Archivist, living in the Mid-Atlantic USA, married, and mom to a beautiful, amazing little girl (born mid-2019).
Fandoms I Write In: Mass Effect, Dragon Age, Person of Interest, Critical Role.
The Critical Role Thing You Might Know Me From: Parallels, where I thought about, er, parallels between C1 and C2 characters that weren’t just comparisons between the same player’s characters. Note that I wrote this relatively early in C2 - aka in the Molly era, where a lot of secrets had yet to be revealed.
Long-Term Writing Projects: I have a bunch of WIPs, but the ones that I’m most likely to continue are my two Mass Effect Giant Crossovers of Doom.
No More Gallifreys: Mass Effect x Doctor Who (2005). Main characters: Female Shepard and the 11th Doctor. Eleven joins the Normandy mid-ME2; clashes with Shepard at first, makes friends with Mordin and Tali, and learns a surprising truth about himself and his connection to the ME universe.
In retrospect, large-scale crossover was not a great choice for my first foray into fanfic, and I got discouraged for a while - but there was a moment recently where I genuinely wanted to continue, so I ended the 2.5 year gap by resolving one cliffhanger and introducing a far less dramatic one.
Exodus Into Fire: Mass Effect x Battlestar Galactica (2003). Main character: Kara “Starbuck” Thrace; secondary important characters: Female Shepard, William Adama, Sharon “Athena” Agathon, Galen Tyrol, and likely others as the story goes along. The Earth that Starbuck guides Galactica to mid-S4 turns out to be Shepard’s Earth at the beginning of ME3. With Earth not the safe haven they'd hoped for, a multi-species conflict raging around them, and the enemy Cylons still a threat, the Colonial Fleet and their Cylon allies struggle to make a place for themselves in this new universe.
At one point, I’d intended to complete No More Gallifreys before starting this one. Hah. There’s an alternate universe where I had the Mass Effect romance be Male Shepard/Tali instead of Shakarian. Female Shepard was a main character at the start, but Starbuck is now the linchpin. I learned from my previous mistakes and chucked ME canon out the airlock sooner, or kept it offscreen if it wasn’t changed by the presence of BSG characters. I’m determined to fit a crossover romance in there somewhere, besides Starbuck hooking up with Septimus Oraka at Afterlife (why? Because she could).
Fandom Exchanges: After creating an excessive amount of spreadsheets for them, @acequeenking asked me to help moderate the two Bioware Rare Pair exchanges that she started - Spectre Requisitions (Mass Effect) and Black Emporium (Dragon Age). Running these two exchanges has turned me into a serious multi-shipper, and I have fun with both of them every year.
Doing those two also inspired me to create the Exchange of Interest for Person of Interest. This one’s for any and all POI relationships. I love this show so much - the lore is amazing and incredibly detailed, and it has some seriously badass characters that are easily some of my favorites ever. I’m grateful to @livenudebigfoot for co-running with me and look forward to Year 4 in Spring 2021!
Stand-Alone Works: Because of the aforementioned exchange participation, I’ve written a LOT of stand-alone ‘shippy stories in the past few years. Here’s a highlighted one from each canon.
What kind of woman doesn’t have an axe? (ME) - Female Shepard/Aria, with FemShep being basically an expy of Rosa from Brooklyn 99. Set during the Omega DLC for ME3.
Acceptance (DA) - Male Inquisitor/Vivienne, soulmate AU which is really more of a character study of Vivienne (who gets way too much hate).
Straight into the late night (POI) - Carter/Zoe/Shaw; as my recipient put it, Three Women Fix Things Then Make-Out.
So What’s Next?: Another round of Spectre Requisitions starting shortly after the new year; and hopefully more progress soon on my Giant Crossovers (I say that every time. Sometimes it’s true.)
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