Fannish stuff
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cornerofmadnessSince my other post got a bit long I decided to put the fannish stuff in its own post.
I did end up writing a little something forspikesgirl58's 6 word challenge but since it's part of my whumptober I'm just posting it here. We can call it my nano snippet (notice I've NOT been back with word counts or my snippets. go me)
Spoon
Exchange
Miscreant
Quaint
Foretell
Meal
Hunter felt eyes on him. He paused, spoon to his mouth as his mind raced. Who was behind him? He’d already been stabbed in the back once this week. His fingers reached for Flapjack, coming up forever empty. His regained staff was upstairs in his borrowed bedroom.
“Mijo, you’ve been quiet ever since….”
He relaxed at Camila’s soft tones. “Everyone knows I’m a monster now. What is there to say?”
She slipped an arm around him, pulling him against her side, warm and giving. “Baby, you’re not a monster. Belos was. You’re innocent.”
“I helped him.”
“Most of the people here did and what you are, that’s all on him and his madness.”
Feeling like a griffin sat on his chest, Hunter couldn’t find breath to speak. Madness, yes that worked.
“Mami, is Hunter there?” Luz’s voice echoed from the other room.
“He’s having breakfast.”
Hunter pushed away from his meal. “I have no appetite.”
Camila opened her mouth but closed it before delivering the expected ‘you need to eat.’ Instead, she rubbed his arm and let him past her.
Luz popped into the doorway “Lilith’s back with her parents. Dell wants to meet you if you’re ready.”
Was he? No but putting it off wouldn’t help. If he let fear mire him, he’d never rise above the things he’d done. “I’m fine.”
Luz and Camila exchanged glances, clearly not believing him. They didn’t call him on it. Instead, they flanked him and walked him into Alador’s huge living room. Willow and Gus were already there. He’d slept in, mentally exhausted by seeing the still-growing Grimwalker and his brother’s bones in the castle. All he remembered was Luz waking him up earlier saying to dress for swimming at the Blight’s private lake later and leaving before he could protest.
Amity sat with her siblings and dad. Raine, Eberwolf and Darius as well as Willow’s and Gus’s dads were clustered at a table. They must have been having a meeting about what came next with the recovery project. Would he be allowed to stay with the group now that everyone knew what he was? Who would want you?
Lilith stood near the fireplace with two older people, one of which he realized he’d spoken to before. Oh Titan, he knows the Golden Guard. I had to check in with him to monitor the health of the palistrom tress in the castle gardens when Terra was too lazy to be bothered.
The large man sauntered over to him. Oddly his scarred face set Hunter at ease; he wasn’t the only one with a face that showed the trauma of his life. Titan, why is he so tall?
He smiled, his scars crinkling and held out a shaking hand to Hunter. “I’m Dell. We’ve met before.”
“Yes, I remember. You were kind.”
“And you were curious. That is always a good thing. My daughters were filling me in about you and your desire to learn to carve.”
Hunter swallowed hard. “I know Lilith better than Eda.”
“Yes, I suppose you only know Eda as a miscreant.” Dell swept a hand toward Eda who smirked. “Truth be told I’m as proud of her rebellion as I am of Lilith becoming a coven head.”
“I regret the hassle I put her through.” The truth of that stunned him and it hurt a little. He’d been awful.
“You thought you were helping,” Lilith said.
“I did harm, unknowingly but does that matter?”
“It doesn’t. You couldn’t foretell the end, mijo,” Camila said.
“There’s an oracle coven,” Luz blurted out. “Why didn’t they foresee this?”
“We were not allowed to look into the emperor’s affairs,” Perry said. “He said the Titan wanted us to direct our abilities elsewhere.” Gus’s father hunched his shoulders. “It was so easy to believe that but it feels so foolish now.”
“I know.” Hunter sighed. He set aside his pain and turned to the older woman with Dell. “You must be Gwendolyn. I’ve heard some about you.” He had no intentions of telling her some of it wasn’t flattering. Lilith – during her coven head stint – had lamented about not seeing her mother or hearing from her much. Oh, not to him, but the coven heads tended to forget he existed and he overheard a lot.
“Some of it might even be true.” She smiled. “I have a little something for you. When Lilith and Edalyn told us about your lost cardinal, and how Belos referenced Evelyn, it got us thinking.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Our family has almost always had bird palismen. I suppose it’s quaint but it also goes back generations,” Dell said. “We also have a well-documented family history or so I thought.” He gestured to Gwendolyn.
She took two small ovals out of her pouch. She handed one to him. “That’s all we have of Evelyn that was close at hand. There are some diaries, I believe, but I’m not sure who has them at the moment. It’s a miniature. They were popular in the Deadwardian era.”
He nodded, looking at the redhaired witch. “She looks a little like Edalyn.”
“I thought so too,” Gwendolyn said.
“From what little I know, she was pretty bad-ass so I’m good with that.” Edalyn beamed. “Mom, where were you hiding these? I’ve never seen them before.”
“In a box in the attic I had all but forgotten them.” Gwendolyn frowned. “It’s a shame really. Here, this one might be more interesting to you.”
Edalyn plucked the miniature from Hunter’s hand for a closer look as he stepped toward Gwendolyn to look at the one she held.
Staring up for an antique piece of horn was his own face.
“His name was-”
“Caleb,” he whispered as the world slid sideways into darkness.
I decided to group my fandom recs a bit differently, basically the ones I have the most of usually and then the variety bag last.
The Owl House
Pumpkin, Witch and Bloody Gore
Worlds Collide
Stygian Vision
Soothing
Safe wip
How It All Began wip
Gardening
Day's poison wip
A Heart Full of Love, A Head Full of Flowers
Night Light
Pyrite's fault
Creation (both haunted and holy) wip
Tales From The Grove WIP
Prodigal Son
Love Bleeds
Haunted
Stargate Atlantis/ Stargate SG1
Experimental Notes SGI
Torchwood
Drinks For All Occasions
Together Again
A Horrible Fate
Teen Wolf
Starting to Settle Down (and Shadowhunters)
Various
Great Forces Redirected My Hero Academia
Kyoto, Japan - 1927 Indiana Jones
The House Man from UNCLE
Off The Charts FAKE
Cuddle Up, Goodnight Sweetheart 9-1-1
Li Lianhua Mysterious Lotus Casebook
Spider-Sitters MCU - Spiderman
Pride, No Prejudice Harry Potter
Days of Future Past Buffy the Vampire Slayer wip
The Candy Lady Man from UNCLE
Roach the match-maker The Witcher
Off The Charts FAKE
caffeinate and hope Star Trek Voyager
A Pox on Halloween Batman
Penance Harry Potter
Sitting on the Dock Man from UNCLE
Friends in High Places. Man from UNCLE
...Darling, Beloved Shameless
...Snuggie, The Blanket With Sleeves Hannibal
I did end up writing a little something for
spikesgirl58's 6 word challenge but since it's part of my whumptober I'm just posting it here. We can call it my nano snippet (notice I've NOT been back with word counts or my snippets. go me)Spoon
Exchange
Miscreant
Quaint
Foretell
Meal
Hunter felt eyes on him. He paused, spoon to his mouth as his mind raced. Who was behind him? He’d already been stabbed in the back once this week. His fingers reached for Flapjack, coming up forever empty. His regained staff was upstairs in his borrowed bedroom.
“Mijo, you’ve been quiet ever since….”
He relaxed at Camila’s soft tones. “Everyone knows I’m a monster now. What is there to say?”
She slipped an arm around him, pulling him against her side, warm and giving. “Baby, you’re not a monster. Belos was. You’re innocent.”
“I helped him.”
“Most of the people here did and what you are, that’s all on him and his madness.”
Feeling like a griffin sat on his chest, Hunter couldn’t find breath to speak. Madness, yes that worked.
“Mami, is Hunter there?” Luz’s voice echoed from the other room.
“He’s having breakfast.”
Hunter pushed away from his meal. “I have no appetite.”
Camila opened her mouth but closed it before delivering the expected ‘you need to eat.’ Instead, she rubbed his arm and let him past her.
Luz popped into the doorway “Lilith’s back with her parents. Dell wants to meet you if you’re ready.”
Was he? No but putting it off wouldn’t help. If he let fear mire him, he’d never rise above the things he’d done. “I’m fine.”
Luz and Camila exchanged glances, clearly not believing him. They didn’t call him on it. Instead, they flanked him and walked him into Alador’s huge living room. Willow and Gus were already there. He’d slept in, mentally exhausted by seeing the still-growing Grimwalker and his brother’s bones in the castle. All he remembered was Luz waking him up earlier saying to dress for swimming at the Blight’s private lake later and leaving before he could protest.
Amity sat with her siblings and dad. Raine, Eberwolf and Darius as well as Willow’s and Gus’s dads were clustered at a table. They must have been having a meeting about what came next with the recovery project. Would he be allowed to stay with the group now that everyone knew what he was? Who would want you?
Lilith stood near the fireplace with two older people, one of which he realized he’d spoken to before. Oh Titan, he knows the Golden Guard. I had to check in with him to monitor the health of the palistrom tress in the castle gardens when Terra was too lazy to be bothered.
The large man sauntered over to him. Oddly his scarred face set Hunter at ease; he wasn’t the only one with a face that showed the trauma of his life. Titan, why is he so tall?
He smiled, his scars crinkling and held out a shaking hand to Hunter. “I’m Dell. We’ve met before.”
“Yes, I remember. You were kind.”
“And you were curious. That is always a good thing. My daughters were filling me in about you and your desire to learn to carve.”
Hunter swallowed hard. “I know Lilith better than Eda.”
“Yes, I suppose you only know Eda as a miscreant.” Dell swept a hand toward Eda who smirked. “Truth be told I’m as proud of her rebellion as I am of Lilith becoming a coven head.”
“I regret the hassle I put her through.” The truth of that stunned him and it hurt a little. He’d been awful.
“You thought you were helping,” Lilith said.
“I did harm, unknowingly but does that matter?”
“It doesn’t. You couldn’t foretell the end, mijo,” Camila said.
“There’s an oracle coven,” Luz blurted out. “Why didn’t they foresee this?”
“We were not allowed to look into the emperor’s affairs,” Perry said. “He said the Titan wanted us to direct our abilities elsewhere.” Gus’s father hunched his shoulders. “It was so easy to believe that but it feels so foolish now.”
“I know.” Hunter sighed. He set aside his pain and turned to the older woman with Dell. “You must be Gwendolyn. I’ve heard some about you.” He had no intentions of telling her some of it wasn’t flattering. Lilith – during her coven head stint – had lamented about not seeing her mother or hearing from her much. Oh, not to him, but the coven heads tended to forget he existed and he overheard a lot.
“Some of it might even be true.” She smiled. “I have a little something for you. When Lilith and Edalyn told us about your lost cardinal, and how Belos referenced Evelyn, it got us thinking.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Our family has almost always had bird palismen. I suppose it’s quaint but it also goes back generations,” Dell said. “We also have a well-documented family history or so I thought.” He gestured to Gwendolyn.
She took two small ovals out of her pouch. She handed one to him. “That’s all we have of Evelyn that was close at hand. There are some diaries, I believe, but I’m not sure who has them at the moment. It’s a miniature. They were popular in the Deadwardian era.”
He nodded, looking at the redhaired witch. “She looks a little like Edalyn.”
“I thought so too,” Gwendolyn said.
“From what little I know, she was pretty bad-ass so I’m good with that.” Edalyn beamed. “Mom, where were you hiding these? I’ve never seen them before.”
“In a box in the attic I had all but forgotten them.” Gwendolyn frowned. “It’s a shame really. Here, this one might be more interesting to you.”
Edalyn plucked the miniature from Hunter’s hand for a closer look as he stepped toward Gwendolyn to look at the one she held.
Staring up for an antique piece of horn was his own face.
“His name was-”
“Caleb,” he whispered as the world slid sideways into darkness.
I decided to group my fandom recs a bit differently, basically the ones I have the most of usually and then the variety bag last.
The Owl House
Pumpkin, Witch and Bloody Gore
Worlds Collide
Stygian Vision
Soothing
Safe wip
How It All Began wip
Gardening
Day's poison wip
A Heart Full of Love, A Head Full of Flowers
Night Light
Pyrite's fault
Creation (both haunted and holy) wip
Tales From The Grove WIP
Prodigal Son
Love Bleeds
Haunted
Stargate Atlantis/ Stargate SG1
Experimental Notes SGI
Torchwood
Drinks For All Occasions
Together Again
A Horrible Fate
Teen Wolf
Starting to Settle Down (and Shadowhunters)
Various
Great Forces Redirected My Hero Academia
Kyoto, Japan - 1927 Indiana Jones
The House Man from UNCLE
Off The Charts FAKE
Cuddle Up, Goodnight Sweetheart 9-1-1
Li Lianhua Mysterious Lotus Casebook
Spider-Sitters MCU - Spiderman
Pride, No Prejudice Harry Potter
Days of Future Past Buffy the Vampire Slayer wip
The Candy Lady Man from UNCLE
Roach the match-maker The Witcher
Off The Charts FAKE
caffeinate and hope Star Trek Voyager
A Pox on Halloween Batman
Penance Harry Potter
Sitting on the Dock Man from UNCLE
Friends in High Places. Man from UNCLE
...Darling, Beloved Shameless
...Snuggie, The Blanket With Sleeves Hannibal
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