#day 1: eldritch

[thatonefanficwriternooneknows]

Corrie Week 2024: Day 1: Eldritch

Hello! I am going to my best to do Corrie Week! But my health is still shit and I’m out with my wife and mother in law this weekend so we’ll see!!

For Day 1 I decided to do the Eldritch prompt 🥰

Featuring Fox and Quinlan ;)

I will be compiling all my days into a fic on AO3 after the week is over so don’t worry if you miss one!

<3 (Danny Phantom/DC has taken over my life but I’m stubborn)

Fic is a little under 1k 😘

Fox was relieved as soon as he got to his posting.

Not that he was particularly happy about where it was, but that he finally had an excuse to wear his shell 24/5.

Being in armor was relaxing because for once he didn’t have to keep himself contained, didn’t have to be trapped to his flesh, identical to all the vode.

Fox’s entire existence has been a trial in containing himself, for as long as he had memory he’s been conscious that he was greater, no, more, than his brothers.

He stopped bringing it up to his batch after asking Kote how he made it look so easy to keep himself in.

Apparently, Fox was the only vod that felt like his body was a flesh prison.

That’s why Fox was ecstatic to be in shell all the time, even if he had to place the same restriction on the rest of the Corries. (Natborns were dangerous after all.)

Of course he never took off his shell, even when he started getting closer to Quinlan Vos.

The Jedi was very patient when it came to physical intimacy, even though Fox cooud feel the yearning pouring off Quinlan in droves.

Kiffar are a very physical bunch and Fox feels horrid that he can’t give his Jedi that…well not without coming clean about his otherness.

Which led to this currently awkward situation.

Quinlan, shirtless, on the bunk in Fox’s office, staring at him with wide barely blinking honey brown eyes. He was a beautiful being. And Fox was only, mostly, human.

“You know there’s no pressure, right, Foxy?” Quinlan tilted his head and Fox was struck, again, by how stunning the natborn was.

“I’ve just…never shown anyone before.”

“Weren’t you raised in cadet reds? Pretty sure several vode have seen you.”

Fox scoffed.

“No. They saw the flesh prison I forced myself in so I wouldn’t be decommissioned.”

“Flesh prison?”

“For as long as I can remember I’ve felt…bigger….than all the other vode. And no one else felt it.”

Quinlan hummed.

“You have always felt particularly large in the Force. I just thought it was because you’re so foxy.” Quinlan winked and let his lips (distracting) stretch in his bright smile.

Fox returned it, even if the Kiffar couldn’t see it.

Fine.

He’ll do it.

But only to stop Quinlan from his shameless attempts at seduction.

Fox let oxygen fill his body and slowly took off his bucket, letting several parts of his body pulsate with his heartbeat, as fast as it was.

Vaguely, he heard the sharp intake of breath from Quinlan as he lowered his bucket to the ground and let the protrusions on his face become visible and stretch out.

A wheeze as Fox let all of his eyes open and stare at Quinlan to take in more of the Kiffar than he’s been able to since they met. His presence was delightfully gold and purple and Fox smiled, his several rows of pointed teeth stretching through his cheeks and dripping into his neck and collar bone.

Fox catalogued every minute reaction Quinlan had as he took off his shell, piece by piece. His body suit kept his more unnatural parts contained, and in the interest of transparency, Fox took that off as well.

Quinlan gasped as more eyes, mouths, and his shadowy tentacles unfurled for the Jedi’s perusal.

Whatever Fox was expecting, it wasn’t for Quinlan to start laughing happily as he unfolded himself and walk towards Fox with wide eyes and a wider smile.

He was barely a human’s arm length away when Fox’s invisible body decided to wrap his entire existence around the Kiffar and hummed.

Once again, Quinlan surprise him.

A truly tantalizing moan slipped out of his lips and fox moved closer, cataloguing everything about his Jedi with every perception he had. Quinlan was beautiful, inside and out.

Fox used his shadow limbs to pull the Kiffar’s face down to his, a parody of a kiss as Fox’s mouths laved Quinlan’s lovely face with every affection he could.

“Force, Fox, babe, ankai’a, you’re stunning. You’ve been hiding all this time?” Quinlan’s hands reached into Fox’s face, caressing anything that stayed tangible.

He hummed, his tentative existence vibrating with happiness as Quinlan groaned.

“I’m supposed to be a clone, cyar’ika. This is not what the vode look like. It was survival. It’s also why I always keep my shell on. I don’t have to contain my true self when all anyone can see is the copy paste shell all the Corries have.” Fox nuzzled into Quinlan’s hold, letting the Jedi’s Force presence wrap around all of him.

“Babe, Foxy, light of my life, every time we’re alone and you feel comfortable please please let your true self out. Kriff, I’ve never been so turned on in my life.” Quinlan moaned as Fox let one of his appendages slip down the tight leggings, wrapping loosely around the definitely hard member Quinlan was hiding.

Quinlan’s moan was beautiful but Fox’s resounded in the small office.

“If you’ve been hiding all your life…do you have any experience?” Quinlan breathed out, shuddering as Fox’s appendage started to vibrate slightly and tug at the Kiffar’s cock.

“No. But I’m sure you are more than happy to teach me. I’ll be honest, I’ve been curious about kriffing…or getting kriffed.” Fox kissed Quinlan with his face mouths and smiled against Quinlan’s lips when he groaned and bucked into Fox’s hold.

“Baby, you better have a day off because I’m not letting you out of here until we are completely satisfied. And as a Kiffar I can go a long long time.”

Fox groaned and let it resound, vibrating everything in his office as Quinlan shuddered and pushed further into Fox’s hold.

Yes.

Showing his Jedi was a good thing.

[frongle444]

Hatchetfield Femslash Fortnight 2025!!!

Day 1 - Alt Prompt: Ritual

i think they deserve to cause some havoc together

[false-savior]

heartbeat is officially a year old

[tommysparker]

HARLAAAAAANNNN

DROP ANOTHER MALEVOLENT EPISODE

AND MY LIFE

IS

YOURS

[bnuuywol]

vierapril day 1 - BELONGING

[runekirikjartan]

Corrie Week Day 1: Eldritch

“New Commander will be making the rounds today.” Sheltay said from a step behind Bail. Her eyes were bright with excitement. Ever since the Republic had announced the ‘Grand Army of the Republic’ and stationed the troopers on Coruscant, she’d been interested in finding out more about the clones. “He’s had to take some time to settle his troops but he’ll finally be introducing himself to all the delegations.”  “Haven’t we met the commanders?” Bail queried, thinking about the group of six that had been present within the senate the day the troopers had landed. Those six had provided them with numbers and hadn’t removed their helmets either. “This one’s in charge of all the other clones.” Sateen said from his other side, though his  expression was one of curiosity rather than excitement. 

excerpt from his eyes as black as coal by sleebyama (aka me)

[classic-blue]

So I'm aware that The Sandman universe and the DC Universe are at least somewhat connected, so my brain likes to throw around how the Endless view the JLA and vice versa. For example:

Death, asked views on Batman: Lovely man. Does good in the world. Literally is content to die at any moment for the right reason, but he'll keep fighting for as long as he can. Good father, helps his grieving adopted kids. Helps others confronting mortality, has no qualms with his own.

Think Ace's death from the animated series, she would have been all over that.

Dream, asked views on Batman: ONLY THE LAWS OF THE ENDLESS KEEP DREAM AWAY FROM CLOBBERING THIS MAN HIMSELF.

Dream says that humans spend a third of their lives in the Dreaming; meanwhile Bruce is pushing A SIXTH of his existence there. THE MAN DOES NOT SLEEP. He contains no melatonin in his body. Sleep schedule? Beneath the Batman. The witching hour? More like the 'wrap-up patrol and file paperwork' hour.

And when he does deign to sleep, he is a nightmare-only sort of guy. Dream has tried to send him good dreams, of his kids, of his parents, of his successes, but NOOOooooo, Bruce ACTIVELY chooses pain and suffering and reminders of his failures. Dream is supposed to bring balance to people, refuge in their rest, it's legit his job, but Bruce REFUSES to comply, all to the face of the reigning champion of 'not taking emotional care of one's self.'

You scorn the power of Dream's realm? You disregard the Dreaming? Oh, oh! Jail for The Batman! Jail for the Batman for 1000 years (in a fishbowl)!

[eldritchships]

He is actually so cute I'm going to chew him to bits

[eldritchx]

DAY 1: KINSHIP

Too tired!!!! Will alt and add more later but I'm trying to do a drawing every day for the month of June using a single worded prompt. Support is encouraging bc I desperately need to be bullied into continuing. Goodnight!!!!

[kawoshinweek]

Kawoshin Week 2024 has BEGUN! Starting off with Day 1 (4/27), today's themes are: Drafts, Duet, and Eldritch horror/Non-human appearance!

[tolsunflowerboi]

Corrie Week Day 1 - Eldritch

Did You Know?

Summary

Coruscant was an old old planet, with all the secrets, hidden and buried, that that implies. The Guard find one, or rather, it finds them. They don't mind. (Or Coruscant decides it likes these new, stubborn little things, and what it likes, it keeps. They just need a bit of, tweaking, before they're ready.)

[frongle444]

@femslashfortnight day 5!! corruption and oh look its them again!!

... dont worry about them theyll be fine

[thedawningofthehour]

I had a dream where Bella was babysitting the Mutant Mayhem turtles (I haven't even seen MM but okay) and took them to like a bath house? And Raph was being a little shit to her and she wasn't having it, I remember that. And then she lost one of them on an elevator and had to run up and down the stairs trying to figure out where they got off.

And honestly that part is correct if this was a sitcom there would absolutely be an episode where Bella lost one or all of the kids and had to scramble to find them before their dads came back.

[luci-z-wont-shut-up]

The problem with putting like 10 of my Identity Fuckery™️ OCs in one group is that none of them can Be Normal about it, in such ways where I can't decide if putting certain ones in a room together cancels out the Identity Fuckery, or glitches out reality and makes the universe implode

[somefanficrecomendations]

aftermath of a friend's betrayal

Author: chbslove Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Summary:  "Thank you."      For what, she doesn't know anymore. For existing. For being there. For walking through the Underworld with her. For being Grover's best friend. For listening to her. For advising her to reconcile with her dad. For arguing with her. For surviving. For being himself. For telling her that his bleeding hand isn't her fault. He doesn't ask which one it is. She's grateful.      He rests his head on her shoulder, then, and his breathing slows gradually. Annabeth feels something loose inside of her chest settle. She pulls him closer, slipping an arm around his shoulders, and hugs him; hugs her eldritch horror and her very best friend and gets even with the fact that they're the same being eating away at this so very mortal boy. Percy is a bit warmer now, she thinks. She lets go of his hand to press both her flat palms onto his cold skin. She holds him, and for the first time since she arrived at Camp Half-Blood, she prays to his father.

Readers Notes: Sooooo, eldritch demigods has become my PJO guilty pleasure trope and I didn’t even know it was a thing until I read this fic! I feel like the aftermath of book one isn’t talked about a ton within PJO circles so just the setting of this fic makes it a standout. Reading this fic transports you back to quiet summer afternoons and those deep friendships of childhood. Its slow and quiet and intense. 5/5 stars!

Rating: Not Rated     Warning: N/A   Words: 3,219       Relationships: Annabeth Chase & Percy Jackson Additional tags: Post-Book 1: The Lightning Thief, Eldritch Percy Jackson, POV Annabeth Chase, Friendship, Illness and Injury, Descriptions of Blood and Injury

Additional Info:

Part of the International Fanworks Day 2022 - Classic Fic Recs collection

[thestormlightnetwork]

YES YES THIS IS WHY I LOVE VIN'S JOURNEY WITH FEMININITY SO MUCH.

vin really went from being "I am not like the other girls" to "maybe I am like the other girls" to "I can't be like the other girls" to "all girls are unique, all girls are powerful in their own ways, like me. I am a thief, a mistborn, and a noblewoman. I do not have to choose what would define me. I can simply be me" AND THAT'S SO SO SO IMPORTANT TO ME