"Sorry For Not Keeping In Touch. I Have Literally Nothing To Say."

We are the Pride Knights, and this is our battle cry No enemy can shake us, as hard as they can try There’s a fire in our eyes that no hatred can kill A passion in our hearts that’s as strong as our will To our fellow queers who fight their battles on their own We promise to fight with you, you are never alone To our fellow queers who have fallen with the pain We thank you for your courage, your fight is not in vain

We are defenders of the right to be proud of who you are To love who you love and to accept every scar We are your knights, protectors of our pride Together we stand, together we ride

These are back! 

[Tees | Hoodies | Sweatshirts]

https://teespring.com/stores/prideknights

There Ain't a Drop of Bad Blood - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Day 3 of @wolfwrenweek I can't believe we're already halfway through! Today's story is based on an idea that I've been toying with for a while, Rebel Shin. I hope you'll enjoy it! Here is the beginning and the link for the rest of the story will be at the end!

The instant the windows shattered in front of her, Shin knew the operation was impossible to salvage. She blamed it all on Sabine Wren. In fact, Sabine had thrown the explosive which had caused the windows to blow. As Shin fell on her back, pain corkscrewing her stomach, her hatred toward the other Rebel only grew.

“Shin, come on. We don’t have time for a nap.”

Shin huffed and did her best to get up with the Mandalorian’s help. If she looked down, she could see a piece of glass buried in her stomach. She was fairly certain they didn’t belong there, though, as her head swam with warm anxiety, she wasn’t certain of anything anymore.

Blaster shots zipped past them. Sabine whirled around to fire back at the stormtroopers while she guided Shin to the trap through which they had infiltrated the warehouse. Shin expected one of the shots to hit her back and burn through her, but the pain never came. Either Sabine was doing a mighty good job keeping them at bay, or the stormtroopers were even worse than usual.

As they reached the trap door, Shin couldn’t find it in herself to bend and climb within. All she could do was let herself fall. Thankfully, the drop wasn’t too long. Unfortunately, it was concrete. She fell on her side. The air was knocked out of her. She coughed up as she struggled to get back up. She had to check that the glass was still in her stomach, because it felt like her belly was wide open.

Sabine climbed in after her and shut the trap after them. She shot at the seal, securing the trap so none of the stormtroopers could follow. Then, she jumped off the ladder to help Shin up on her feet again.

“Come on. We can’t linger here.”

How in the Force had their mission gone so poorly? Shin was supposed to retrieve supplies for the Hidden Path. It should have been an easy get-in and get-out situation. But then, the Rebellion had decided to help by sending one of their members to escort her. First off, how dare they think Shin needed an escort. She had accomplished many missions on her own. She didn’t need anyone. Second, of all the people they could have picked, they’d had to pick the most aggravating member they could find. The one person Shin wanted to avoid. Sabine Wren.

Sabine dragged her through the service tunnels. Shin could hear banging coming from behind them – or perhaps it was the pounding of her panicked heart in her ears. It didn’t matter that this exit was sealed. There were many others, and the stormtroopers were sure to catch up with them. Shin’s feet shuffled on the ground as she tried to keep up with the speed Sabine was setting for them both. The stabbing pain in her stomach was making her dizzy. If she stumbled and crashed head first and pushed the pieces of glass fully into her stomach, would the pain stop? Sabine didn’t allow her any chance to slip and fall, as she kept a firm grip on the sleeve of her shirt.

A Big Mandalorian Wedding - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! The long awaited sequel to "I Can Wait For You at the Bottom" is up and as the title implies, it is a wedding :) Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

Sabine had sat in front of the mirror, back ramrod straight, for what felt like hours. Her wedding suit wasn’t the most comfortable suit she’d ever worn, but her mother had insisted on something regal, worthy of this wedding of the century. It was a bit too gray for her taste, though the gold pattern on the satin mostly made up for it. She’d been allowed to paint the only beskar on her, her pauldrons, however she’d liked. One was orange and green in a checkered pattern. The other was dark red, with a circular centipede curling up on itself.

Handmaids fluttered around her like a bunch of butterflies. They had done her make up, though she’d had to rein them in to a dark eyeshadow and pale lipstick, or else they might have gone all out and made her look like a clown. They had brushed her short hair and pinned a crown of silver with flowers knotted into the metal. Now that she was ready, they still lingered around her, as if afraid that all their hard work would melt off her and they would have only a few minutes to start again.

Sabine glanced at the clock in the corner of the Palace room. She wanted to slouch but her suit wouldn’t allow it. Half an hour left before she could make her way to the temple. She wanted to see Shin, wanted to know what she was wearing, how she was feeling, just see her. They’d barely had the chance to see each other when the Mandalorian delegation had arrived to Coruscant for the wedding. Sabine had been almost immediately spirited away to her own wing of the Palace. Her mother kept telling her that it was for good luck, but she didn’t believe a bit of it. She thought her mother and King Baylan were afraid that if they saw each other they would elope, wasting hundreds of thousands of credits on this wedding of the century.

A knock came at the door and Sabine sighed with relief, thinking that her time in handmaid’s jail was over.

“Come in.”

When the door open, her father stepped inside. He was wearing a suit similar to hers; the Clan Wren colors. His silver crown of Prince Consort was embedded with yellow diamonds. For his touch of color, he had painted his own pocket square, a spectrum of colors folded neatly.

“Wow…” he said as he saw her. “You look beautiful.”

He leaned over her, hands on her shoulders as he placed a kiss on the crown of her head. Sabine smiled.

“Thanks, dad. Where’s mom? Are we ready to go?”

“Your mom is dealing with some last-minute problem. She’ll be here shortly.”

A small frown appeared on Sabine’s forehead.

“Problem? What problem?”

Love Bites - an Agathario fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Day 3 of @agathaallalongweek and I wrote a very bloody story inspired by Carmilla, which I hope all you vampire lovers will enjoy! Here is the beginning and if you'd like to read the rest the link will be at the end!

Nothing ever happened at Castle Salem, to Agatha’s great despair, so when servants brought back an unconscious young woman victim, she rushed back inside to see what was going on. She searched through the empty corridors until she saw the servants gathered near a door. Brushing past them, she reached for the handle just as the door opened. Her mother stepped out and gave Agatha her usual severe glare.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“There was a carriage accident up the road. I’ve sent for a doctor but I fear she won’t make it.”

Agatha frowned.

“Why?”

“She’s cold as death already.”

Agatha wanted to see for herself, but her mother stood in her way and stared her down.

“Agatha,” she said in that sharp, cutting voice that Agatha hated. “This is none of your concern. Go.”

Agatha grumbled and wanted to protest, but one glower from her mother and she walked off, stomping down the stairs to return to the garden. Simmering with anger, she threw herself on a bench and crossed her arms. She hated her mother, and she hated this place so isolated where nothing ever happened. She wanted to leave, but she had nowhere else to go.

From the corner of her eyes, she watched as the doctor arrived on horseback and entered the castle. He stayed inside for an hour, then left. Agatha couldn’t help but wonder whether he’d left because the young woman was stable or because she had died. Once again, curiosity got the better of her. She walked back inside, squinting against the summer sun above until she was in the shadow of the large castle. Dark ivy grew over the four walls of the old stone building, reaching up to the two chimneys on either side. The inside was always cold and damp, even on a bright day like this one.

Agatha tiptoed up the stairs, head on a swivel as she searched for any sign of her mother. She stopped at the edge of the hallway and peeked around the corner, but it seemed her mother wasn’t keeping watch. Agatha’s footsteps made no sound on the carpet as she reached the door. She opened it and slid inside, mindful to shut the door behind her.

“Hello?”

She jumped around in surprise, stunned when she saw the young woman sat up in bed and staring at her. She had beautiful brown eyes that seemed to glow in the shadows of the curtains, and her lips were pulled into a curious smile. Though Agatha was struck by her beauty, she snapped out of her it when she felt heat creep up her cheeks.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were awake.”

FULL STORY HERE

The Ice Witch Stole the Ruby - a RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! I’m back for more, this time with a Modern AU in which Ruby starts seeing Christina and Leti hates Christina. Tension arise. Here’s an extract and bellow you’ll find the link to the full first chapter!

Letitia was seating at the kitchen table, procrastinating her homework by complaining.

"All I did was whisper a single word that there's no way she could have heard, and she threatened to give me detention for disturbing the class!"

Ruby was fixing herself a quick snack before going to Sammy's bar for the evening, where she was scheduled to perform.

"I'm assuming that if she threatened with detention it's because she heard what you said."

"It wasn't even bad."

Ruby leaned against the kitchen counter, sandwich in hand as she listened to her younger sister's rant.

"What did you say?"

"I just whispered to Atticus that I thought more Confederate soldiers should have died. I mean, they defended slavery!"

Ruby rolled her eyes. Being opinionated was a family trait to be sure, but where Ruby had had the wisdom to hold her tongue during History classes, Leti had a tendency toward recklessness and impulsiveness that could only lead to trouble.

"Be that as it may, you can keep your comments for after the class."

This time, it was Leti who rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I bet the ice bitch had Confederate ancestors."

"Leti," Ruby warned.

"You should see her! She's probably super rich cause there's no way she's buying suits like that with a teacher's salary, and there's only so many ways an unmarried white woman has so much money."

At this point, Ruby had completely tuned out her sister's ranting. She washed her plate quickly, letting it dry in the rack, then glanced at the time on the microwave.

"Time to go."

She went into the living room to get her jacket and her guitar, already secured in its traveling bag. As she got ready and checked her appearance one last time in the mirror, Ruby said:

"Finish your homework. I seriously hope you'll be in bed when I come back."

Leti vaguely hummed and looked down at her open textbook.

"And Leti, please, I don't want to be called away from work because you called your History teacher a Confederate, or whatever. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yeah, yeah..."

Ruby sighed. This was at best as it would get.

"Good night," she said as she went to unlock the front door.

"Break a leg," Leti shouted before she left as she began focusing on her homework again.

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27640927/chapters/67630861

Wolfwren 2024 summer fanfiction schedule!

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

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

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

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

Saturday 8th June: Cooking AU (5 chapters)

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

Wednesday 24th July: Cowboy AU (6 chapters)

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

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

I'm in the middle of writing a book but Netflix has forced my hand, so who's ready for an Avatrice Priory of the Orange Tree AU fanfic?

I’m printing this tweet and putting it on my desk

I Can Wait For You at the Bottom - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just started postin a new multi-chapter fic which is a rival kingdoms AU but most importantly, a childhood friends to enemies to lovers. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole chapter, the link will be at the end!

Echo Base was buzzing with an energy that Sabine couldn’t understand. She didn’t feel excited or anxious. She felt dreadful. Her stomach had become the epicenter of her body. It was the pit of darkness that invaded her chest with every news from the frontline, the source of the shaking in her limbs whenever she walked the dark corridors of the base. She felt like puking every other minute. For the first time in her life, she wanted nothing but to stay in bed and perish. But she had a duty to accomplish, and she wouldn’t be able to see her bed again until victory had been secured.

The enemy had a strong resistance. But the Ravine would fall, and once they had lost this strategic position, Clan Wren’s advance would be unstoppable. Sabine wasn’t sure whether she wanted them to win anymore. Legs trembling with every step, she entered the command center, where her subordinates were looking over a map of the region. The Ravine cut a stark line in the middle of the hologram. It was very deep to be sure, but only fifteen feet across. They would hang temporary bridges to get their people across, or at least that was their plan.

When Sabine stepped into the room, the subordinates all stood to attention. Sabine set her helmet in the corner of the table. She had worn her armor so often recently, it felt like a second skin, but today it felt colder than usual. She surveyed the map. Each little gold dot on their side was a brigade of twelve warriors. She couldn’t count all the dots. On the other side, the black dots were advancing back toward the ravine.

“Everyone is in position for the final push, your Highness,” one of her subordinates said.

She could see it plainly. The crawlers were driving forward, advancing with their troops. On the other side, the black dots had brought their own tanks, slower but plated. They formed a line that her Mandalorians would have to pass through.

“I was just on the phone with the Queen,” Sabine said, her eyes scanning the holographic map still, as if she would find something she had missed. “She is expecting results. If this battle doesn’t turn the tide, then we are all fighting for nothing.”

“Wren, Wren,” the subordinate began to chant, and Sabine had to hide a grimace. She could really do without the blind devotion right now.

She picked up her helmet and put it on, as much to ready herself for a fight as to hide her face.

“Have you confirmed the intel we received. Is it true?”

“Yes, your Highness. Lady Hati was spotted on the other side of the Ravine.”

Sabine bit her lower lip. Fuck her luck.

“She will be leading her people. I ought to lead mine.”

She glanced one last time at the map, wondering where the blonde would be. First in line, probably. She was insane enough to run straight into the enemy line without armor, she knew.

“Ring the bell. We’re moving out.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52846510/chapters/133670080

Northern Lights - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Merry Christmas! This year, I decided to write a sequel to one of my earlier stories, "In this Short Life..." wherein Sabine is a singer and Shin a professional snowboarder. This is just a whole lot of Christmas fluff so I hope you'll enjoy it! Here is the beginning and the link to the full story will be at the end!

The sun was setting when Sabine’s plane landed. Winter so high up north made the days goes by in a flash. Sabine remembered it well from her childhood in Alaska. Dare she say that some winters, she missed the early nights and the snow. She certainly had the previous year, when she had celebrated Christmas with Hera and her family in Palm Spring. But this year, Shin had invited her to spend the end of year with her in Norway, and Sabine was quite excited.

She carried sunglasses and a cap to hide herself, but it seemed this far north not a lot of people cared that a platinum album artist was waiting at baggage claim with them. Stavanger had the advantage of being a fairly small airport compared to Heathrow, where she had taken her correspondence to Norway. Everyone was just staring at the turnstile, not at their neighbor. She texted Shin as she waited. Her girlfriend told her she was at the arrival gate just waiting for her. Sabine was really excited to see her again. It had been months since they had seen each other. Sabine had been busy with her tour and Shin with practice. The national selection for the winter Olympics was coming up, and Sabine was a little excited about it. Maybe even more than Shin seemed.

In short, they had both been busy. They had made long-distance work for almost two years now, and Sabine was thinking this vacation could be the beginning of the next step for them.

Sabine’s suitcase rounded the corner of the turnstile and she swept it up. No guitar this time. She wasn’t there for work, even though she knew Shin liked to hear her play. Sabine did not want to think about music for the next two weeks, at least. She had just grabbed the handle to drive it toward the exit when her phone rang out. It was Hera. Sabine picked up swiftly.

“Hey, I just landed. Can I call you back?”

“I just wanted to make sure you’d survived the London airport. It looks like you had quite a blast.”

Sabine frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“There’s a video of you singing All I Want for Christmas is You on the airport piano. It’s already approaching ten million views. Should I call the studio, offer up a Christmas album for next year?”

Sabine sighed. She’d thought the performance would placate the people swarming her for an autograph. She hadn’t expected people to be filming.

“Alright, I’m exiting the baggage claim, goodbye Hera.”

“Bye Sabine. Say hi to Shin for me.”

Sabine had just hung up when she passed through the arrival door. A handful of people were waiting for their friends and family members. Sabine looked around for Shin. At first, she could not spot her girlfriend. Then, she saw her emerge from behind a bouquet of roses. It was quite a big bouquet and had probably cost a fortune. Sabine smiled and ran up to her. She pulled Shin into a hug. Shin barely had a moment to raise the bouquet above her head before it became trapped between them.

“Hello my dashing knight,” Sabine joked.