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Nothing Small by NikNaks
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
30 Oct 2019
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The first memories Lysithea has are of pain, and of rules.
Do not talk back when the people in dark robes, with their strange masks and bright eyes, call for you. When they touch you, stand very still. Bite your tongue when they take your wrist, twist your arm, and push something dark and pulsing and foreign into your veins. Do not show your fear, and do not show your hurt. Use your magic only when asked, and only as they see fit.
Keep the other children in line, make sure they do the same. Behaving is the surest way to surviving another day.
This is what it means to grow up an Ordelia.
(Or, in which Lysithea von Ordelia goes through hell, stumbles out the other side, charges into a war, and enacts a little revenge—and, somewhere along the line, accidentally builds herself a family.)
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Of the Dead and the Wicked by NikNaks
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
07 Aug 2019
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When it comes to having joined up with Hell, Crowley would say he more sauntered down than Fell. It reflects an element of choice, and that’s rather the point.
The thing is, it was less of a fall and more of a headfirst dive—and it was not from Heaven, but rather off the cliff face of a garden.
It goes like this, you see: When Woman was told she was made for Man, she decided she’d be better off not being a woman at all. This was not part of the Great Plan, of course, but it rather happened anyway.
Never let it be said Crowley was good at listening to directions.
(In which Crowley isn’t quite a demon, but was certainly never an angel, either, and—in a garden now long, long gone—his name was Lilith, once.)
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It’s just a ribbon.
Just a plain red ribbon, absolutely nothing special about it.
At least, that’s what Sans tries to tell himself as Frisk stares up at him, their expectant look slowly morphing into confusion while he sits there frozen.
(Or, the story of the Underground as it was and as it will become, spanning thirteen years, various timelines, multitudes of lives, and one very tired skeleton that just wants very desperately to go home.
In which Frisk isn't the first human child Sans meets, nor the first he befriends, nor the first he kills—and being Sans in general is complicated as all fuck.)
Act 1: Your Best Friend (The Integrity of Promises) — Chapters 1-9
Act 2: Two-Monster Resistance — Chapters 10- -
Waiting For You (To Become Something To Come Back To) by NikNaks
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
09 Jun 2018
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Pidge doesn’t consider communication about her feelings her strong suit, and Lance isn’t good at talking about his own problems to the people that matter, especially when he can solve someone else’s instead—but together, they might just have to learn to try.
(Or, five times Lance and Pidge try to voice the hard things that need to be said, with varying levels of success, and one time they don’t need to.)
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When Pidge is offered the spot as communications officer for the Kerberos Mission, to accompany her father, and her friend and former classmate Shiro, she’s expecting eight months of quiet, beautiful cosmos, ice samples, and—if she’s lucky—some broadcast signals to support her alien life theories.
She is not expecting to end up the prisoner of a fascistic race of alien cat-lizards hellbent on apparently reenacting the ugliest parts of the Roman Empire, down to the massive enslavement and expansion effort and the gladiators as entertainment shtick.
But, if she’s going down, she figures she might as well go down swinging.
(Or, in which Pidge is the third Kerberos member, is decidedly not a damsel in distress who needs protection—thank you very much Shiro—is very much done with this crap, and fully intends to make it home to her little brother, no matter what it takes.)
Written for the Pidge Big Bang.
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The Earth dies in a blaze of purple light and all-consuming fire.
To say this changes things would be an understatement.
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