Happy @agathaallalongweek everyone! I'm kicking this week off with a witch school AU (part 1 of... you'll see ;) Here is the beginning and if you'd like to read the whole story, the link will be at the end! Enjoy!
Agatha wasn’t awakened by her teacher calling her name three times, but by Alice elbowing her in the side. She shot up and brushed the spit which had dribbled at the corner of her lips. Then, she realized that everyone in the small amphitheater was turned in their seat to stare at her.
“What?” she huffed.
“Your discipline for your final exam? Which one have you chosen?” her homeroom teacher, Miss Calderu, asked with obvious irritation.
Agatha stammered as her drowsy mind struggled to remember the choice she’d made. It wasn’t her fault Miss Calderu’s divination classes always put her to sleep.
“Song magic.”
Her teacher wrote down the answer and the whole room turned away from Agatha as the next young witch on the list was called.
“Jennifer?”
“Potion,” she replied from the first row of the class without missing a beat.
Agatha rolled her eyes. What a nerd. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Just one more month to drudge through, her final project to present, and then she would be free. She couldn’t wait to graduate from the Salem Academy for Witches. Song magic was her specialty; there was no way she would fail her project. She knew she would get an excellent grade – which would compensate for those other classes, such as divination, where her grades weren’t so high – and then she was out of this place.
“Rio?” Miss Calderu continued to call.
Rio had been staring out of the window on the left side of the room, but she snapped back to reality quickly.
“Botany.”
Agatha sneered. Of course, miss perfect was taking botany, not that it mattered. Rio had such high grades in every class that she could have chosen anything for her final project.
“Alice?”
“Protection,” she replied, her voice echoing just enough in the quiet room to be heard.
Agatha gasped as she turned to her. Alice gave her a shrug then shrank under her gaze.
She only waited until they’d stepped into the hallway to shout:
“Protection?”
FULL STORY HERE
A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back for day 6 of @agathaallalongweek and this is honestly my favorite story I've written for this week, dare I say the best soulmate AU I've ever written? You'll be the judge! Here is the beginning and if you want the whole story, the link will be at the end!
Agatha sat on the edge of High Bridge, looking at the dark river below. The moon was perfectly cut in half above her, as if someone had taken a knife to it. Agatha was reminded of Plato, and the Symposium, and Zeus slicing humans in half, forcing them to wander in search of their lost other half. She didn’t know whether Zeus existed, or whether God existed, or if there was a God, or someone out there responsible for the universe, someone who had separated all the souls but had decided hers wasn’t worth the slice. She didn’t know who to blame at all, which she hated. Agatha loved blaming other people for her problems.
The river stood a hundred and forty meters below, a swirling void that glimmered only where the current was the strongest. She’d picked a spot where it was at its strongest, hoping for a lot of rocks below. Was Agatha Harkness really contemplating suicide? She didn’t know anymore. For a drunken moment, it had seemed the only solution, but now that she had walked all the way to High Bridge and sobered up, she felt foolish. Killing herself because she didn’t have a soulmate? Who cared about being loved? Certainly not Agatha, who’d never even been loved by her mother. At least it had seemingly made her immortal, and she sure enjoyed watching the world spin faster and faster. She couldn’t wait to see it fall off its axis and crash in a beautiful shower of flames.
“Having a party?” a voice beside her said.
Agatha was pulled out of her thoughts and she looked to the side, where another woman was standing. She was wearing a green dress with a white apron around her waist, as if she expected some dirty work coming her way. Her long brown hair was tied in a braid that wrapped around the crown of her head, and her large brown eyes were looking at her with curiosity.
“You’re not going to jump, are you?” she added.
“I don’t think so,” Agatha replied.
The woman looked shocked, and Agatha wondered why, though perhaps it was because she was still sat on the edge of the bridge.
“I’m sorry,” the woman explained. “I didn’t think you could hear me.”
“You’re standing five feet away from me and there’s only us on the bridge. Why wouldn’t I be able to hear you?”
“It’s…” the woman shook her head. “Never mind. If you’re not going to jump, why are you up here, then?”
“None of your business is what I’m doing up here. Why are you here?”
The woman leaned casually against the stone railing.
“I’m waiting for someone. Probably someone more at peace than you.”
Agatha glowered.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
FULL STORY HERE
A single gif cannot contain the power of these women. This is the only way to gif it correctly!
#A-Force
Hello everyone! Although I've spoken about it on AO3 in the notes of my last Wolfwren story, I still wanted to make an official Tumblr announcement. Starting next week on the 1st of June, and every Sunday this coming summer, I will be posting my own fan-made Star Wars novel!
All of you who have read through my series "The Life of the Wolf, the Wren, and their Cub" have known for a while that I've been working on this. When I started this series last year, I had no idea that I would become so absorbed in this AU, or that so many of you would keep asking for more and more stories with Uschi Wren-Hati.
Here is what I can say for now: The story is set in 34 ABY, just as Leia sends out people to search for her brother Luke. While Uschi and her crew intend to help, they soon find themselves on their own quest to stand in the way of the Force Order, one that forces Uschi to confront her terrible origins...
While I don't want to reveal anymore, I thought I'd leave with a handful of no-context spoilers. I'm excited to hear your guesses and I hope to see you all next Sunday for the first chapter!
A/N: Hello everyone! Here is a new addition to the Ahsoka season 2 and Beyond series, about a mission gone wrong and featuring a special guest! Here is an extract and you can find the link to the first part of two at the end!
When darkness fell over the city, Shin left their hotel room and took a turn of the neighborhood. Sabine was on the rooftop of their hotel to watch the sky. The second moon was on the rise already. If their intel were correct, then the cargo would leave the city when the third moon rose. That mysterious cargo had been tracked by New Republic spies over multiple planets. It was changed location often. Hera suspected their owner was onto them and wouldn’t bring it home. She was done playing games. She wanted the cargo taken and its smugglers captured. If it contained weapons, just as she suspected, it might take them one step closer to dismantling another remnant of the Empire.
Shin kept her hood up as she slithered through the crowd. Workers enjoying a drink after a hard day in the mines. Regulars already half a drink away from sleep. Young people going to the neon bathed clubs. She walked past them like a ghost, gaze scanning for anything suspicious. So far, nothing. She walked toward the shipyard, where small shuttles were being refurbished for new service.
“No sign of trouble yet,” she said.
“Want to get a drink afterward?” Sabine suggested.
“Mission first.”
“Of course. We can celebrate after.”
Sabine’s voice was low. It sent shivers to the base of Shin’s spine, unravelling her focus.
“After,” Shin replied, like a promise.
She heard the faint sound of a grappling firing and knew Sabine had changed location, moving closer to the shipyard. The rest of the crowd was none the wiser. Ahead, someone inserted coins into a music box and drumbeats flooded the street. Shin walked past and down a set of stairs. The shipyard was in sight.
“I see something,” Sabine said.
Shin stopped around a dim corner, the streetlight above pale with age.
“Define something.”
“Movement.”
Shin pushed herself away from the wall and walked faster toward the shipyard. Music lingered behind her. Now that the workday was over, the path to the shipyard was empty.
“This isn’t good.”
Shin picked up speed.
“What are you seeing?”
“They’re moving the cargo already. Toward a small ship. I thought the third moon didn’t rise for another hour.”
Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53598448/chapters/135676210
Hey everyone! Here’s an extract from my new summer romance fic, featuring in equal measure Avatrice and MaryShannon! If you like what you read, the link to the full chapter will be at the end!
On the other side of the pool, Ava was paddling away from the shallow part. She ignored the pain in her limbs and pressed on, all the while Mary was calling from the side of the pool.
“Ava, come back on this side. Don’t you want to learn how to swim properly, rather than… whatever you’re doing?”
Ava shrugged off her comments.
“I’m fine,” she shouted back.
She was in the middle of the pool now, where the ground was so deep that she couldn’t feel it even with the tip of her toes. She was paddling her arms and legs as fast as she could to keep her head above the water. On the side of the pool, a young woman in a black swimming suit stepped up to the diving board. She had long, strong legs. Her hair was hidden beneath a black swimming cap, though a few small one still peaked out, plastered on the nape of her neck. Droplets of water had collected in the hollow of her throat, now running over to the edge of her swimsuit.
Ava forgot to paddle. She stared. It lasted only long enough that she felt herself sinking beneath the water. Panic rose in her chest and she kicked the water hard. She couldn’t calm down. Every kick of her legs only seem to drag her further under the water. She tried calling for help, but water filled her mouth and smothered her voice.
She didn’t hear the splash, only felt someone grabbing her and pulling her to the surface. She continued to struggle, but her rescuer was strong.
“You’re okay,” the voice of a young woman told her. “You’re okay.”
Ava finally snapped out of her panic. She was being pulled toward the ladder, held firmly above the water. Once she could finally grab the ladder to keep herself from drowning, she pulled away from her savior. Her heart sputtered in her chest when she realized it was the girl from the diving board.
“I’m…”
Ava wasn’t sure what she was trying to say. They stood so close to one another that she could see the freckles on the other girl’s face. I’m grateful? I’m Ava?
“I’m dead,” she thought and said at the same time, because she had to be.
The girl frowned.
“No, I… I pulled you out,” she replied with confusion.
“Yeah, no, obviously. I’m not dead, dead. I’m just… I’m Ava.”
Before the other girl could introduce herself, Mary arrived just in time to drag Ava out of the pool.
“I told you to stay in the shallow part. I warned you, didn’t I?”
Ava rolled her eyes and exited the pool. Mary threw her towel at her and Ava brushed the chlorine water out of her eyes.
“I was fine. I did it on purpose again.”
Then, she saw her rescuer was climbing after her, and giving her strange look, and Ava was quick to respond.
“I mean I didn’t do it on purpose to scare anyone. I had everything under control, totally.”
“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said,” Mary replied, earning herself a glare.
A moment later, another woman joined them. She wasn’t wearing a swimsuit, but shorts and a tank top, her long brown hair held in a ponytail.
“Everything alright?” she asked.
“I’m sorry, Miss Masters,” Ava’s rescuer said. “I thought she was drowning, I…”
“You did good, don’t worry.”
“I’m sorry about that,” Mary intervened. “Ava doesn’t know when a joke has gone too far.”
“It’s fine. Better safe than sorry.”
“I just got tired all of a sudden is all,” Ava tried to defend herself against Mary’s glare without passing for a complete loser in front of the cute girl.
Full chapter 1 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45141238/chapters/113558530
Chapter 2: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45141238/chapters/114008935
A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted a new Wolfwren fic about Shin and Sabine having a little "friendly" speeder bike race. Here is a little excerpt and if you want to read the rest of the story the link will be at the end!
Shin knocked back her drink and searched the bar for the clock over the shelves of bottles. It wasn’t too late yet; they might just get another drink before going home. Before she could wave at the bartender, Ezra asked:
“How about you guys? What’s going on?”
“Tracking down more former Empire scum, as usual,” Sabine said with a sigh. “We were on Eadu hunting a bunch of Empire scavengers. The base was pretty big. A Speeder bike chase might have happened. Shin crashed hers against a shuttle.”
Shin straightened at the mention of her name, then frowned.
“On purpose,” she added. “To stop them from taking off.”
Sabine finished her glass with a smile.
“Of course, you did.”
That wasn’t the answer Shin had expected.
“You think I don’t know how to drive a Speeder bike?”
“That’s not what I said.”
“I bet I’m even a better driver than you.”
Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51518053
Guess who wrote a story for Tales from the Clone Wars? That's right, and it's about our (my) two favorite bounty hunters!
"Mistakes are valuable lessons often learned too late." - Star Wars: The Clone Wars, "Deal No Deal" S7E6.
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