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ghostxofxartemis · 3 years

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Prologue of my Fanfic Complete.

I’m just too excited, I want to share. I’m hoping to get an invitation to Archives tomorrow to post the First chapter, as I just completed it. But I don’t want to give too much right away! But here’s my complete prologue!

Author’s notes: Hi everyone, welcome to my first fanfiction for Mass Effect, my all time favourite game! My canon Shepard, is default Shepard, Earth Born, War Hero, infiltrator class, paragon with a few renegade options, like kicking the merc out the window in Ilium and killing Kai Leng with that renegade button quick for Thane. Chose to destroy the reapers, and survived. He also romanced Ashley, and I wanted to delve into their story a bit more. However, most of the story will revolve around their daughter, 25 years later. I believe Shepard’s story is done. But that doesn’t mean that another Shepard can’t come and continue his legacy. Everyone survived except for Mordin while dispancering the genophage cure, Thane while chasing Kai Leng, Legion and EDI. However, EDI will be back (I can’t kill her off completely!)

Another note, I always preferred to write in first person. I know it technically goes against all rules of writing, but I will be switching from John Shepard’s and Alex Shepard’s Point of view.

Also still brainstorming Titles.

Prologue

“The war is over. The Reapers have been defeated.

Against all odds, and in the face of the greatest threat this galaxy has ever known, we survived.

We suffered many losses. The relays are severely damaged, but we won.

This victory belongs to each of us... every man, woman, and child. Every civilization, on every world. Now, as we take our first steps toward restoring what we lost, we must remember what it took to win. This wasn't a victory by a single fleet, a single army, or even a single species.

If this war has taught us anything, it is that we are at our strongest when we work together. And if we can put down our grievances long enough to stop something as powerful as the Reapers, imagine what we can achieve now that they are defeated.

It will take time, but we can rebuild everything that was destroyed.

Our homes, our worlds, our fleets and defenses. All of this - and more.

Together, we can build a future greater than any one of us could imagine.

A future paid for by the sacrifices of those who fought and died alongside us.

A future that many will never see.

And while we still have many challenges ahead of us... We can face them together.

And we will honor those who died to give us that future.”

Gasp. My lungs filled with air, I felt pain, everywhere. In all my years in my career, all those shots I’ve endured couldn’t compare to this. All I saw was rubble. Did it work? Did the crucible fire? Or did I just imagine that? “Shepard!” “Shepard, where are you?! Come on Commander?!” “Shepard?!” I recognized those voices. Samara, Jack, Miranda? But they were on the other side of the battlefield. I tried to move, but movement shot pain all over my body again and I saw stars in my vision. I was on the verge of slipping in unconsciousness. I knew if I did, I may never wake up again. All my medigel was dispensed during the final push, I had to stay awake until someone found me at least. Then they can take care of the rest. I tried again, slowly this time, I moved my head around, looking for something that could alert them where I am. I shot the tube didn’t I? Back at the crucible? Think Shepard, your pistol must be around! With great effort I started to feel around me, God this rubble is heavy! There! I felt the pistol. I aimed in the sky and prayed there were still a couple shots left in the thermal clip. I squeeze the trigger. Bam Bam. Two shots that's it, I hear the empty click. They should have heard that, they must be closed otherwise I wouldn’t have heard them.

“Get down!” “They’re not shooting at us.” “It’s Shepard!”

“Shepard, stay with me, we got you, we’ll get you medic” Miranda’s face appeared in my vision as she spoke, her omnitool bright orange, I started to feel light headed but my pain was slowly diminishing, for now. How much medigel did she give me?! Oh, why does it matter, she knows what she is doing, she put me back together after all! “MEDIC, OVER HERE! IT’S SHEPARD!” I heard Jack yell, before my vision went black.

“Stay with me Shepard!” Miranda again, I was on a gurney, they were running with the medics, Miranda had her omnitool at the ready. Looked like she was scanning the damage, her face, didn’t look right...worried? “Miranda…Ashley?” I tried to reach for her. “Shh, save your energy. Just stay with me okay, you’ll be okay! The Normandy made it out on time, you did it Shepard” I didn’t know whether she was telling the truth about me making it, but it didn’t matter, all that mattered was that Ashley and my crew...my friends, were safe. All went dark.

I woke up again, who knows how long I have been out, and heard beeping noise around me. I searched my surroundings, and noticed a heart rate monitor, tubes in my arms. I’m in a hospital, still alive, well at least I think so? Miranda’s face appeared in my vision, as well as someone else, don’t know who they are though. “Hey Shepard, you got some broken ribs, your left arm is broken, we’re keeping you under a coma for you to recover faster. But you’re going to make a full recovery.” I heard Miranda say to me before she turned around to the other man in the room and said “give him a dose, a bigger one this time, trust me he’ll be fine.” I couldn’t help but chuckle and I saw Miranda’s lip quirk up, I knew she got the same sense of deja vu: the first time I woke up in the Cerberus lab when she rebuilt me. But I knew I was going to be fine, after all Miranda would know best. All went dark again.

I woke up again, and I heard some rustling beside me, and I hand touched mine. “Hey Hero-Man, glad to see you finally awake.” I didn’t need to see who it was, because I would recognize her voice anywhere. A smile spread on my face, I never felt so much joy in my lifetime. Ashley was okay, and she was here beside me! I turned to face her, and tried to speak, but it almost felt like I had no voice. “Shh, shh, you’ve been out a while, just take it slow Skipper.” I had to say this though, and I squeezed her hand, cleared my throat, and with pure will I muttered a raspy “I love you,” she smiled and said “I know” and I fell asleep again.

The next time I woke up, I felt much better. I couldn’t say how much time had passed, I figured maybe about a few days. Next to me Ashley had fallen asleep, she had her head on the bed all the while sitting in the chair she pulled up. I gently ran my fingers in her hair, and I felt her stir under my touch. “Hey pretty lady” I whispered, “Hey” she said back at me as she slowly lifted her head off the bed “You’re awake”. “Just woke up myself. How long have I been out?” I asked her. “Hmm, just about a month now, Miranda’s been looking after you until we could get the Normandy fully functioning again and back into orbit. We got back to Earth as soon as we could and got here. Dr. Chawkas took over your care after that” she replied. A month?! I took a moment to process that, I thought I had been out a few days, but a month?! I was in shock. Normandy fully functioning? What the hell happened?! “Ash...what happened? After I got to the crucible? What happened?” I reached for her hand and squeezed it. I needed to know what happened after everything went dark. “The crucible shot red beams of light, and all synthetic, the Geth, Edi, even the Reapers, they all went dead. The Normandy was hit, we sustained a bit of damage before hitting the relay, we landed on an uncharted world. The crew worked all together to get the Normandy back up. Took us about 3 days, and then 2 weeks to get back to earth. But you did it Shepard - you destroyed the Reapers, the war is done. But there’s one more thing… Admiral Anderson..” she started saying, I nodded my head “I know, I was with him.” “I’m so sorry Skipper” for the first time ever, I saw a tear run down Ashley’s cheek. Throughout everything, Kaidan’s death, even when she was in the hospital and waiting for news on her family, Ashley Williams never cried, and here she was shedding a tear. I took my free hand and placed it behind her neck and brought her forehead to my lips and planted a kiss, and I held her there. She pulled away, and whipped her tears, “I should get Dr. Chawkas, I’ll be right back,” she stood up and walked out the door to get Dr. Chawkas, and I leaned back into the bed and sighed. I felt relieved that the Reapers were truly destroyed. But cords pulled on my heart. Edi had truly died. I was supposed to be dead. I had hoped that the catalyst had lied, but it hadn’t. Now Joker had lost the love of his life.

I heard the door whoosh open again and turned my head in it’s direction, Dr. Chawkas looked at me, a smile spreading ear to ear, and behind her was Miranda. I could see Ashley talking to Admiral Hackett and James leaning up against the wall. I guess I could expect a huge welcoming party after speaking to Dr. Chawkas and Miranda. I was pretty sure there were others there that I couldn’t see. “Glad to see you awake Commander. You’re looking a lot better. I’m just going to run some scans here. I have to say, I’m impressed with Miranda’s medical skills, it was touch and go there for a while” she was saying as she lit up her omni-tool to do her scans.

“Well, if anyone would know my body inside and out, it would be her, it wouldn’t be the first time either” I chuckle, and heard Dr. Chawkas chuckle as well, while I swear, Miranda’s cheeks turned beet red. “I suppose you're right. Scans look commander, you’re healing well. You should be good to go to physical therapy in a few days. But first we should probably get you some food,” she cocked her head in the direction of my stomach, as it made a growl, I swear everyone in the next system heard. “I’ll go get you something to eat, in the meantime Admiral Hackett would like to speak to you,” she turned on her heels and made her way out the door only to stop to speak quickly to Admiral Hackett “he’s all good Admiral, ready to see you” she nodded and Hackett give her a nod back “thank you Dr.” and made his way towards me. “Shepard, I don’t still don’t know how you pulled that off. That wasn’t short of any miracle” he reached out with a hand and I took in my own to give him a hand shake. “I don’t really know what really happened myself, tell you the truth Admiral” I replied. He pulled his hand back and clasped them behind his back, taking on his usual casual stance. “Tell me what you remember.”

“I don’t know where to start Admiral. I reached the beam, and landed somewhere in the Citadel. Somewhere I’ve never been before. They were collecting human remains, and looked like they were gathering them to make another Reaper, maybe. I don’t know.” I pause to sigh and bring my thumb and forefinger to pinch the bridge of my nose for a moment, deep in thought. When I pulled my hand away again, I recollected myself to continue my debrief. “I made my way to the control panel, and Anderson had already reached it. He was trying to open to the Citadel arms. But the Illusive man was controlling him, stopping him from accessing the controls.” Hackett made a noise that sounded like a hmm. “So he managed to learn how to control humans, and not just husks?” he asked. “Yeah...thought he was implanted with reaper technology. He managed to get control over me as well. I tried to pull him out of his revelry, but he made me shoot Anderson, before he pulled the trigger on himself.” I sighed at the memory. I felt guilty, and it must have shown in my expression, for Hackett immediately interjected “It wasn’t your fault Shepard,” “It doesn’t make it any easier, sir”.

It must have taken me about a good 10 mins to explain everything, from the catalyst to the destruction of the Reapers. Hackett had agreed that taking control of the Reapers would have been too much of a risk, what if down the line I would have become indoctrinated and started up another war? Rewriting human DNA is unethical. Destruction was the only way to go, even at a great cost. Peace between synthetic and humans is possible, as I had managed to prove to the galaxy with brokering peace between the geth and the Quarians.

Hackett thanked me for the briefing and wished me a speedy recovery. I knew I would be out for a bit, but thanks to my cybernetics, it wouldn’t be as long as a normal person. Something I was grateful for, to be honest, even after everything that just happened, I still wasn’t ready to retire.

After Hackett left, Ashley came back in followed by James, Traynor Carrying a vase full of “get well flowers”, Garrus, Liara and Cortez. “I brought you some flowers Commander, I’m glad you’re doing better commander, everyone has been worried about you” Traynor said as she placed the vase on the bedside table. “Thanks Traynor.”

“Just couldn’t help yourself from destroying the reapers with a bang, uh Loco?” James chuckled, I just rolled my eyes at him and shook my head. No doubt I’ve just earned myself more “Loco” points. “S’cuse me” Dr. Chawkas was shimmying herself between the crew with a tray of food in her hands, and when she reached me she handed the tray and I reached out and grabbed it and placed it on my lab. I scrutinized what was on the tray, military rations albeit not being the best and tastiest of food, certainly looked more appetizing than the clump of goo that was sitting in front of me. I looked up at Dr. Chakwas, eyebrows raised in a quizzical look “what is this supposed to be?” She shrugged and her expression turned sympathetic, no doubt not wanting to be stuck with this goo and feeling horrible about handing it over to me. “It’s supposed to be oatmeal. Something soft but not too solid yet, have to slowly introduce food into your system. You’ve been out a while Commander.”

I picked up the spoon, scoop up a spoonful, only to purposely drop through the goo back into the plate. “I think I lost my appetite” I grumbled. “We’ll leave you to it commander” Traynor gave a sympathetic look towards my way before gesturing to the others to do the same. Miranda lingered behind a bit “I’m glad your back Commander” and turned towards the door to follow the others out. Only Ashley remained behind. I moved myself a little closer to the edge of the bed and pat the empty spot beside me for her to sit down next to me. She was more than happy to oblige, her smile spreading across her face. She lay down and leaned her hand on my shoulder. “I know it’s not appetizing, John, but you should eat” she said. I sighed, “I know, I just didn’t want to make faces in front of everyone” I replied, and she snorted. I sighed again and took another spoonful and slowly, the food made its way down to my stomach.

The few weeks I spent in the hospital and physical therapy had been slow and excruciating. Not in the sense that my body hurt, it was mostly all healed up at this point, thanks to my upgrades. But it was the fact I was stuck there and hadn’t gotten the all clear yet to get back into the field. Ashley thought I was crazy, that I had more than earned some shore leave. But I wasn’t one to just sit around and do nothing.

I also had ceremonies to attend. I had been given more awards for my part in the war. The Normandy crew had been granted the Galactic Unit Citation for their part in helping win me this war. I had been awarded my second Star of Terra, along with the Star of Sur’Kesh, Silver Dagger, and Nova Cluster. My recognition in this war had gone with plenty of notice.

Eventually I was given the all clear to head back and command The Normandy again. Hackett wanted the Normandy's help in patrolling the system, making sure no one went rogue. With the government in chaos, and the Alliance in scramble right now. And with all the repairs that needed to be done to the mass relays, he wanted to make sure no pirates or mercs decided to attack anyone at random. The Normandy was to escort fleets to other systems so that we can start making the repairs on the mass relays ASAP. I was more than happy to comply.

The welcoming I received was heartwarming. Everyone was glad to see me up on my feet again. New armor had been sent to the armory to replace the one that had been scorched in the final push. Walking up the ramp I plot our first trip to Arcturus Stream for our first escort. “You got it, Commander” was Joker’s voice coming through the speakers. I couldn’t help but smiled as I turned around and headed to the elevator up to my cabin. It was good to be back on the Normandy, and quite frankly, I was looking forward to a night alone with Ashley.

#masseffect #mass effect fanfiction #shepley #post war

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reylofanfictionanthology · 5 years

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THE REYLO FANFICTION ANTHOLOGY ST. VALENTINE’S DAY LOVE FEST

This year, to celebrate St. Valentine’s Day, we wanted to show the Reylo Writing Community a little bit of love by hosting a Reylo Fanfiction St. Valentine’s Day Love Fest.

We will accept recommendations for this project until the end of February. You can find details about how to submit a recommendation to the project here.

LOVE FEST LIST #5/?

REYLO COMMUNITY RECOMMENDATIONS

Starlight, Your Memories by NatMatryoshka

Summary: "Ben Solo was ten years old when, in the outskirts of the capital, a little girl was born. Her parents called her Rey and, after she was old enough to walk, they left her in the care of Master Luke Skywalker and vanished without a trace soon after. No one knew who they were, or why they chose an odd hermit as guardian of their only daughter, but many could smell the scent of cheap wine in the father’s breath: they were two derelicts, and maybe they had realized in time they couldn’t do anything good for their daughter. Rey was a Sensitive, just like Ben. The Force had entwined their lives a long time before."

Recommendation by @the-witch-of-the-web: “Because it has a wonderful fairytale vibe to it, and the author is great at portraying the inner turmoil and subtle feelings of the main characters. The style is great, considering they're not a native English speaker, and I'd really love to see more recognition for their stories. This one in particular offers a unique and amazing storyline, I also love the way they describe the locations in which the story takes place.”

Tokens by Trish47

Summary: A year after Leia's death, Rey invites Ben to Endor to make his peace.

Recommendation by @ceallaigheirinn: “This is truly a beautiful piece in its quiet agony wrapped in comfort. The detente was perfect with its shared promise to each other as they part. I am a sucker for remembrance fics, and this one is perfect.”

I don't want (to set the world on fire) by OccasionallyCreative

Summary: Rey goes on a mission to answer a distress signal on a Force-sensitive alien planet and finds something that might just save her if it doesn't lead to her ruin.

Recommendation by @apisa-b: “This canonverse story pulls the reader into a fever dream, in which the Force is kind, but at the same time monstrous in how it imposes its will.”

Nothing but Themselves by Knight_of_Cookies

Summary: Sometimes what you ask for is not what you actually wanted. Rey wanted a family. Kylo wanted Rey. Now an adopted father is dead and Kylo is captured for it. Kylo is Rey's prisoner, and her family does not take such a death lightly. Vengrat'tua. There will be vengeance. Pirunir Sur'haaise. Make him pay for what he did.

Recommendation by @persimonne: “The writing is something very different, direct and "cinematic": while reading images pop directly into your brain and they're so vivid! The plot features prisoner!Kylo vs Rey living with a brand new adoptive family and working as a mechanic.”

echoes (again) by reflectionslie (fallsink)

Summary: again and again, she slips from his grasp like moonlight (reincarnation au where ben seeks her through their past lives and maybe, just maybe this time this time will be the last) [prev name: it goes round and round (everything falling)]

Recommendation by @politicalmamaduck: “It is so beautifully written and such a gorgeous take on the idea of soulmates and reincarnation, so perfectly suited to Reylo. If you loved the art Anthology's 25 Lives Project, this is definitely the fic for you--it takes the same poem as its inspiration and theme!”

The Tale of Blue Ben by flypaper_brain

Summary: Some escaped goats and a chance encounter land Rey in the middle of a fairy tale. She is the happy ending. And she is not alone.

Recommendation by @leofgyth: “Ben is a dragon! He's heartbreakingly wonderful. And Rey is a witch, a competent witch. And there are goats. And a spell to break (maybe more than one spell). It's just very sweet.”

RFFA WRITERS SELF RECOMMENDATIONS

The Water Packed my Pockets Full of Stones by LilibethSonar

Summary: When Finn turned the car she saw Ben in the rearview mirror. Standing by the house, unmoving as if he wasn’t… alive. She didn’t cry on their way back to the bay: lichens and rocks outside her window were really picturesque, that’s all. When Rey saw the ocean again, her emotions ebbed. The sight of the Marauder calmed her completely, taking away her uncertainty. The truth was bitter; he brought it on himself.

“It's the first long-ish fic in English that I've written and finished. I had so much fun writing it, and I hope that reading it can bring someone joy. Also, worldbuilding.”

In Un'Altra Vita by NatMatryoshka

Summary: "Sometimes, after hundreds of failures you finally get something precious, don’t you believe it?” Rey, a reporter, falls in love with Venezia and its Carnival. Ben Solo, a photographer, starts to dream about a mysterious boy and a world he doesn't know. Maybe their souls are more similar than they think.

“I loved to write about Venezia and its Carnival. It's one of my favourite places to visit and its magic fills every corner: I thought it was the perfect place to set a Reylo fic about dreams and alternative realities. I loved to travel through Venezia with my imagination, I hope readers would love to do it, too!”

Scars by punkeraa

Summary: a smuggler!Ben x jedi!Rey AU Certain scars run deeper than others, leaving behind marks on the soul, irreversibly altering the person forever. Ben Solo drinks to drown demons he'd rather run away from than face head on, a traumatic event in his youth that still tightly grips him sixteen years later. Rey scavenges, starves, and suffers at the hands of Unkar Plutt in the Jakku wasteland waiting for her mother, anchored to the sands with a promise and a half forgotten tune. When the drunkard and the scavenger cross paths, their scars refuse to be ignored any longer. With an enemy lurking in the shadows and ready to strike, they must work together to confront their deep seated fears and grow beyond. A story about wanting revenge. A story about running away and not dealing with one’s trauma and pain. A story about acknowledging one’s anger while actively dealing with the painful scars life inflicts upon us.

“i love this fic because it was born out of intense trauma as a way for me to deal with it. it's a smuggler!Ben AU but (i believe) pretty different from most of the ones out there. in this story, Ben is an alcoholic suffering from PTSD after watching his parents murdered in front of him as a young child; he wants to run away from his trauma and drink himself silly rather than confronting the pain. Rey is stuck on Jakku b/c she's afraid of being truly on her own and would rather deal with Plutt's abuse than leave in case her mother actually comes back. this is one of my more inventive stories, introducing a new villain as well as Rey's mother. both of these characters represent halves of my own trauma and how i dealt with it, and their journeys in the story somewhat mirror my own non-linear path towards healing. there's a trigger warning for alcohol abuse but that's pretty much it. i've poured a lot of myself into this fic and would just like if others can read it and see what they think”

Serendipity by Ceallaigh

Summary: When she had decided to start shepherding the Adept, Rey had made a vow to herself to help them all—even those imprisoned by their own internal darkness. Camouflaged with the cuff, Kylo would never know that Hux’s war dog was closing in on him until it was too late. That was one death she didn’t want weighing down on her conscience. She’d had the opportunity twice to kill him, but she was still convinced his life was not hers to take. The Force still had a plan for Ben Solo, that she was certain, and securing his safety was just as important and making sure the little girl she sought made it off world and survived as well.

“I’m a sucker for the Ben Solo I’m exile genre, and this is a riff on self-imposes exile/on the run. This inenof the first fic I have completed where he truly is starting to see himself more as Ben Solo and not Kylo Ren. It was a prompt fic, and I adored the prompts! Saw it as a chance to work with a new character and to do some world building!”

#reylo #reylo fanfiction anthology #valentine's day love fest #rffa writers #mod post #photo edit #love fest list

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beauty-grace-outer-space · 5 years

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One Month Blog-iversary

7,182 notes. 149 followers. 25 photo manip edits. 13 gifsets. 5 fanfictions.

Not a bad first month for this blog, if I do say so myself.

Thank you for all of the support so far and the warm welcome. This blog has truly been the highlight of my day since starting it, seeing how creative, talented and kind this fandom is. You are all amazing, and I look forward to many more shenanigans in the future.

I made the above post for my blog’s one moth anniversary back in May of 2017, and never wound up posting it because it felt gratuitous. But now, as my two year blogiversary approaches in a few weeks, it’s interesting to see how far I’ve come.

I have no idea how many notes total there are, but I can tell you there are 1,329 followers and I’m eternally grateful for each and every one. I can tell you that there are dozens of photo manipulation edits, and each one has made me smile and brought me joy. There are many more gifsets, and I remember making each one and the joy your responses gave me. And there are 22 published fanfictions (21 of which are Star Trek) not including drabbles and minifics on here. Ya’ll I wrote a novel length Trek fic. I continue to be so inspired by this show and the people who love it as much as I do.

Thank you for two great years, and here’s to many more. <3

#<3 <3 <3 #thank you to every single person who's liked reblogged or followed #it means a ton #it speaks #one month #not st

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this-is-a-witty-url · 6 years

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the great reylo fanfiction apocalypse 2018 part 25.4

the moral of the story that i have taken from the great reylo fanfiction apocalypse 2018 part 25 is that i don’t know how some of these kids survive in enc1102 or ap english comp.

their general consensus is that ‘fanfiction shouldn’t be criticized’ and the whole point of literature, no matter what medium it is in, is that it is open for interpretation and through interpretation comes criticism. that means that even if the author ‘does not want criticism, only praise’ for their work, the fact that they have posted their work on a public forum and have enabled comments on their piece automatically means they have opened themselves up to both criticism and praise.

whether they take it amicably and maturely is a whole another ball game. but for this writer here, nah. she’s trash.

moving on~

literally using the ‘rick and morty’ meme as a basis of argument to deflect the problems in a story is just down right fucking h i l a r i o u s.

and while historical, the writer has no idea how interracial marriages work or how racial tensions impacted interracial marriages. so to defend a historically inaccurate trashheap and tell poc that they are absolutely wrong about the way she has approached the sensitive issue is also f u c k i n g hilarious.

there’s nothing in the trash story that even remotely connects to any interracial issues that either character experiences in the story. in fact, the only line that remotely brings up the issue of interracial struggles is some brief one-liner,

faux!Finn and faux!Rey‘s marriage works until faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes decides to torment and sexually assault her repeatedly. When faux!Rey finds out that faux!Finn is having an affair with her friend faux!Roase, she is angry and resentful to both. faux!Finn then leaves faux!Rey for faux!Rose, but not before faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes brutally murders him and rapes faux!Rey.

faux!Rey’s entitlement here is one of the many problems that run rampant in this shitfest. the issue of an interracial marriage is treated so carelessly and the flimsiness of the events leading up to this so called ‘divorce’ in order to get faux!Finn out the picture so faux!Rey can become faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes sex toy is the reason why POCs are pissed off with this story.

not once does evil-shenanigans ever once tackle the race issue or struggle of race in her story. it is not once a driving factor, but suddenly out of the blue, time spent at a bunch of protests and rallies is enough to set them off. and when faux!Finn, a black man, declares that he feels marginalized in his marriage because he feels that his white wife is hiding him of his race, faux!Rey immediately rejects him and declares that in this instance she is right.

it doesn’t matter what he thinks because she sacrificed her little white privileged world to be with a black man.

this is white entitlement. this is the reason why a town in florida in 1920 was burned down to the ground and it’s citizens murdered and lynched. because a white woman suddenly felt affronted by a black man.

now, of course, faux!Rey does not run to faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes and sets up a murder pact. in fact, it’s far more disgusting than that as i described earlier, but the mishandling of the interracial issue is why people are upset and to dare call this historically accurate is a fucking joke.

the rest of the story is just pure snuff trash with faux!rey being physically and sexually assaulted for multiple chapters on end, faux!poe being complicit and faux!hux accompanying faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes on their walmart brand clockwork orange tour of a rape and pillaging (faux!Hux brutally rapes and murders faux!Rose for no other reason).

and don’t get me started on how offensive it is to use mental illness as a deflection for problematic behavior.

racism is the last fucking problem with this story. the biggest offense to this thing is taking established characters to forcefully twist and deconstruct them into empty husks with the names that happen to be the same as the star wars characters. this is not a fanfiction. it is an original work that is written by someone who is trying to seek validation from a fandom that quite honestly does not need it. darkfic can be written in a way that does not sacrifice the integrity of the source material.

there are a shit ton of novels that focus entirely on psychological and physical harm. a clockwork orange, the hannibal series of books, stephen king’s it (and many others), the handmaid’s tale, to name some. there are also stories that cover the issue of race and sexual abuse such as the color purple, beloved, the joy luck club, etc. not to mention a decade of films just dedicated to vigilantism brought upon by a violent sexual act such as the death wish movie series and shows focused on criminal profiling like netflix’s mindhunter (good show btw do recommend).

so no one is saying that rape and murder and race can not be talked about. it is the way in which it is presented. but there is a point and time where things just go too far. stephen king got a lot of shit for writing a multi-page graphic orgy scene between 11 year old kids in his book, “it”, and it is never included in any film adaptation for a reason. the rapists and murders in most stories are never glorified and usually end up either dying in the end, suffering by the hands of their victim, or put away for good.

but when it comes to fanfiction there’s just lines in the sand that shouldn’t be crossed. star wars is one of those IPs where stories like this just don’t fit. if this was a hannibal fanfic or a mr. robot fanfic or an IP that actually touches upon and has characters with those tendencies, then it makes sense to go this deep and write a story covering those topics. but this trash here is not star wars. it’s not in character. it’s not even remotely trying to even come off as a star wars fanfic.

faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes is not kylo ren of the star wars franchise. he is a made up character from another world that was once named Nikolai Gunther. faux!Rey is a woman named Adel Pathsia. these characters do not represent nor belong in the star war fanfiction universe.

if you wanna know how the story ends, its all right here under her fiction press account. spoiler alert, faux!Kylo with the Green Eyes is going to impregnate faux!Rey in the last chapter.

and apparently they have two kids that are also fucked up and then there’s a third part but i can’t be bothered.

basically, there’s a bunch of white knights defending rape and racism and that’s why there’s so much trash on ao3 and why people like malovent-reveire/evil-shenanigans can get away with literally copying and pasting their original novels by just switching a few names. fanfiction is not original fiction. the two do not belong together. if people wanna write original fiction, then write original fiction but keep chewbaca out of it.

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

#reylo #long post #sorry folks #imma cut this later

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dalishkadan · 2 years

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For every post I created, I reblogged 14.6 posts.

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#and i'm hoping one day to rediscover that spark that i felt in the earlier seasons that brought me so much joy

My Top Posts in 2021

oh just a little solavellan angst

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HAPPY DRAGON AGE DAY!

i've been working on this particular story for a while now, i've shared snippets here and there, and so i'm sharing chapter 1 for dragon age day. :D enjoy!

13 notes • Posted 2021-12-04 20:05:08 GMT

i have officially played fallout 3 too much

i mentioned that televangelist/professional fuckstick kenneth copeland looks like ahzrukhal and at first my husband was confused ... but then i showed him a picture of ahzrukhal and not only did he agree, he immediately knew that he was the ghoul who owned charon before the lone wanderer has a chance to buy his contract.

he has never played one second of fallout 3.

my work is done.

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kinktober prompt list

so, because i was bored, i compiled a prompt list to work on for this year's kinktober because with my muse being extra fickle, i want maximum time to work on it. if anyone else wants to use these prompts, feel free to. you don't have to tag me if you don't want to (though it would be nice :) ).

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Day 1 - Medical Kink

Day 2 - Xenophilia

Day 3 - Shower/bath

Day 4- Semi-Public Sex

Day 5 - Striptease

Day 6 - A/B/O

Day 7 - Anal

Day 8 - Creampie/Keeping Quiet

Day 9 - Masks

Day 10 - Lingerie

Day 11 - Temperature Play

Day 12 - Begging/Edging

Day 13 - Somnophilia

Day 14 - Phone/Communicator/Letter Sex

Day 15 - Incest/Pseudo-Incest

Day 16 - Impact Play

Day 17 - Monster/Demon Fucking

Day 18 - Clothed/Making Out/Marking

Day 19 - Against a Wall

Day 20 - Thigh Riding

Day 21 - Protective/Possessive

Day 22 - Touch-starved

Day 23 - Bonds (Telepathic or Empathic)

Day 24 - Choking/Spanking

Day 25 - Threesome

Day 26 - Frottage/Dry Humping

Day 27 - Fingering/Handjob/Dirty Talk

Day 28 - Knife Play

Day 29 - Praise Kink

Day 30 - Blindfold/Bondage

Day 31 - Aftercare

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don't hate me because it's true

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yes-thewriter-world-blog · 7 years

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HOME ALONE.

Fanfiction Bendy and the ink machine. Home alone 2. Bendy woke to the sound of a black birds singing outside his window; it was a sunny, warm day and he could hear the village children playing outside. He got out of bed and opted his window. He went into the bathroom and stood on his stool so he could reach the sink. He looked at himself for a few moments and wondered why Henry hadn’t woke him up it must have been coming up to 10am. He looked in Henrys room; Henrys bed was much bigger than his. He went down the sated and looked in to living room. Nothing. ‘where is he’ Bendy muttered. He made his way into the kitchen to find…it empty. Bendy noticed a piece of paper on the fridge boor, it was just low enough for him to reach. Sorry little bud, I’ve been called into work for the day there some salad in the fridge for you, I’ll be home at 3pm, love Henry. Bendy frowned at the note and throw it in the bin, he opened the fridge and sore the salad then the strawberry cake, Miss Pip had given them when she came for tea on Sunday. Bendy liked Miss Pip she was old and short and always brought sweet treats when she came over. He was about to pull a chair so he could reach the sweet treat when there was a knock at the boor. Bendy froze it was silent then another knock. ‘maybe its Henry...no he has keys…’ Henry would always tell Bendy not to open the front door when he was gone. It was quite for a few more moments and Bendy began to relax until another knock; he could feel some ink run down his face. He slowly closed the fridge and walked to the front door and looked for the extra keys he found them on the dinner table he put them in the key hole and turned. They clicked and he pulled the door open to see 2 of the village kids there both smiling. “There you are Bendy” the little girl said her voice honey sweet, her blond hair in pig tales and baby pink dress. “we sore Henry leave a couple of hours ago and we though you could want to play with use and the overs” the boy said. He was the oldest out of the 2. Bendy smiled and nodded the two grabbed him and pulled him off to the grope. There where all the over children waiting 7 including Bendy; they all smiled and welcomed him. They were all smiling and started climbing up a tall thin tree and Bendy was about to join them when he noticed a woman on the over side of the road. She had long ginger hair with a light blue ribbon and a white dress going to the knees. She looked over at him, she looked about 25 and was very tall. She looked at him for a moment the smiled. Bendy didn’t know how to react she looked so ‘beautiful’ Bendy just stared for a moment the smiled raising his hand to wave. “Bendy!” One of the kids called down Bendy looked up then bake over the road she was still standing there as though waiting for him. Bendy looked bake up to all the children smiling. “I’ll be right bake!” Bendy yelled as he began walking off, all the kids booed as he made his way over to the woman. As he got closer he sore her face was covered in freckles and one off her eyes where a rich brown. “Hi” Bendy said as he stopped in front of her. She smiled. “Well you not like anyone I’ve ever seen before.” He vices dripped with honey it was so sweet and smooth. Bendy smiled. “I’m Bendy the” She cut him off. “Dancing Demons.” Bendy eyes grow and she giggled. “I would watch your shows all the time.” Bendy felt a smile come to his face. “Every Sunday morning, I would get up just to see you face on my tv.” She looked down and chuckled. “Oh, I’m sorry my name is Blair.” Bendy smiled and did a little dance; she laughed and when Bendy was done he looked bake up at her to see her cheeks where red. She hid her face behind her hands. “Would you like to come in Bendy I have tea and cake but not much else. It kinds what I live off.” Bendy smiled and followed her up path and into her place.

At the Wold News Station.

Henry made his way into the break room and pored himself a mug of black coffee. A female’s voice caught his attention. “gross!” Henry turned around to see Elizabeth; she had started working at the Wold News Station a few weeks after Henry. She has short black hair and copper skin. She stood there with a smirk on her face and a hand on her hip. “I will never understand how people can brink that it tastes horrible.” She said as she sipped her tea. Henry smiled “really and would you like to tell me how much sugar in that tea” She stood there and narrowed her eyes at him lowering her cup and simply said. “If I told you that then people will start charging me for every spoon” she said before falling into a fit of giggles, Henry joined her. After a few minutes of the tow trying to cram down they began talking about home life. “So how your dad? If you don’t mind me asking.” He felt a little bad for asking her something so personal but she didn’t seem to be phased. “He is getting better. It’s just hard you know?” Henry didn’t but nodded to help comfort her. “I…I don’t know I guess I just wish he was better. Has a good person and didn’t deserve to get caught in such a horrible thing…”? Henry put his hand on her shoulder and looked her right in the eyes. “No one does but it will be okay Elizabeth, you dads a good man and has people how are there for him and if you every need anything you know where to find me” She smiled and then threw herself at him her eyes dripping. “Thank you, Henry” They stood there for a moment when a loud voice echoed though the hold office drawing everyones attention to them. “You two get to work, those stories ant going to write themselves” The room filled with laughter as the tow pulled away. They both ran to their desks on poised sides of the office and got back to work. Back at Queens Rode. Bendy sat at on the red sofa, the room looked alto like Henry well the layout. There were lots of pictures on the walls of people and the walk paper was a light green. Bendy took a sip of the tea and smiled. The tow spent a few hours talking about so many different things. “And this is my family.” She said as she picked up a picture of a group of people. She walked over to Bendy and sat next to him holding the photo so he could see it. Bendy looked even smaller next to her. “This is my mum.” She pointed to a woman with short brown hair. “And these are my brothers. Neil and Conner.” There were two boys they looked a little younger than her. “This is my dad.” Her dad was a very large man. “I know he looks kind of scary and he can be but if he trusts you he can be your best friend.” Bendy looked up to see she was looking at him, she quickly turned away when Bendy sore this and her eyes darted around the room. Then her clocks chimed 3pm Bendy eyes grow and he jumped of the sofa and to the window. Blair followed him. “Henry!” Bendy yelled with joy. Blair looked at the window as the man got out of his car. “Oh, is that him?” Blair asked still looking at him. Bendy nodded “Come on you can meet him now. Bendy took her hand and pulled her through the house and out the front door. Henry was at the front door when he heard Bandy’s voice calling out to him; the man trued around and sore Bendy running over tow him pulling a woman behind him. “Bendy.” Henry said as the toon jumped into his arms. Henry then looked at the woman how was busting herself off. “Bendy how is this?” Henry asked he sounded concerned and bothered by the woman. Bendy jumped out of Henry arms to be picked bake up by Henry. “Bendy go inside.” Henry put the toon down behind him, Bendy stood there for a moment confused. “Henry this is Blair. We hung out well you where at work doing boring stuff.” Henry froze and slowly turned his head round to Bendy. “You what?” Henry didn’t seem very happy. “We hung out and she showed me some photos of her family they look really nice.” “Wait you what!?!” Henry didn’t sound cross just very concerned. “Bendy you what in her house without telling me! No. Without asking me?” Bendy looked up at the man and frowned. “Well yeah but she real nice.” Bendy wasn’t smiling anymore and was ringing his hands. “That doesn’t mean you go off with her Bendy. I mean what if…” Henry stopped himself and took a deep breath. “It my fault.” Henry turned around to see Blair standing there. “I’m sorry, I invited him to my place.” She pointed to the house just sitting across the road. Henry looked away from her then bake to Bendy how was looking at the floor still ringing his hands. Henry looked away from the toon and rubbed his head. “Go inside Bendy.” Bendy looked up at Henry then Blair how smiled giving him a little wave goodbye. Bendy sighed and went inside closing the door behind him. Henry turned around to face Blair. “Please don’t blame him.” Henry locked his eyes on her. “I’m not, I was just worried that he when into a stranger’s house by himself.” A look of guilt was covering her face. “Look I’m sorry I know I probably seem like some cranky guy but there’s a lot you don’t know and.” Henry was cut off by Blair. “I understand. You don’t seem like a bad guy. You’re just trying to protect him.” She stopped and looked at him. “I want to be his friend, I want to be yours.” Henry was a little taken bake. He rubbed the bake of his head and sighed. “Come on in.” She smiled and followed him inside. Bendy must have been in his room because he wasn’t down stairs Henty sat down as did Blair and he told her what had happed, how he had found Bendy and that he now nothing about what had happed in those 30 years but that Bendy still had nightmares and wouldn’t tell him anything. Blair listened intensely as Henry told her everything he know. After about an hour later Bendy came into the room, they both froze and looked at Bendy. Bendy looked at them then into the kitchen. He walked in and filled a cup up with water and then made his way back in. “So are you guys friends.” Bendy said a small smile on his face. They looked at each over in silence. “Yeah, where getting along just fine bud.” Henry said picking the toon up and putting him on his lap. Bendy looked at him then to Blair how smiled and this brought on to Bendy. Bendy sat on Henrys lap sipping his water as the tow spook about work. “So, you sell things?” Bendy butted in. Blair looked at him and smirked. “Yeah, I look for things and buy them then I sell them.” Bendy smiled. After a couple, more hours Blair went home. Henry picked Bendy up and carried him into the kitchen. “Ready for dinner bud?” Bendy nodded with a smile which turned into a frown when Henry pulled out the salad, Henry put it in the middle of the table. Henry smiled and took a fresh slice of tomato and ate it. Bendy did nothing then slowly took a pace of cucumber. They sat there taking a piece of the salad after each over. End Hope you enjoyed! Don’t forget to follow me on tumbler and patron at Melody Hughes Love you.

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