#roxanna fic

[starfall-spirit]

The Princess' Arrival

SJMNGW Prompt: Pick a Trope | Big Brother Instinct

Word Count: 665

Summary: After months of waiting, Nyx finally gets to meet his little sister. He knows the second he sees her no one is going to hurt her. He'll always be there to protect her.

AN: I write about kids, but not through kid povs, so excuse the awkwardness. You might all find this terrible, but at least the moodboard is cute.

Nyx was frightened.

Everything had happened so quickly.

Just a few hours ago he had been sat beside his mother, talking about going for a walk down the Sidra after dinner. But then she had frozen, his father and Aunt Elain winnowing into the Riverhouse a moment later. Aunt Elain took him to his room, telling him that his mother would be fine in that soothing way she had. In a few hours he would have a sibling.

“Do you think you’ll have a brother or sister?” his aunt asked.

“I don’t know. I just want everyone to be okay.”

They didn’t think he knew what happened. And they were right in him not knowing much, but the healers talked. So did his aunts and uncles at times. And Nyx had always been quiet and clever. Something dangerous happened when he was born. Aunt Nesta had helped fix it. But it haunted his family. Especially after Madja had announced that his brother or sister would have wings too.

“Can you see if she’s going to be okay?”

His aunt stiffened slightly. She had come to accept her gifts, he knew, but she didn’t love it. “It doesn’t quite work that way, Nyx. But we have no reason to believe the birth will cause any trouble for your mother.”

He nodded, feeling somewhere between wanting to press his aunt to check on his mother and wanting to discuss a different subject entirely. And he knew he shouldn’t be a bother right now. So he’d sit. He’d wait. ~~~~~ “Nyx.”

He straightened with a snort. Uncle Cassian and Aunt Nesta had come to replace Aunt Elain hours ago, as as his uncle opened the wing curled around Nyx’s small frame, he spotted his father in the doorway. “Are they okay?!”

His father smiled. “Everyone is just fine. Your mother is exhausted and sleeping now, but she’s perfectly safe.” He held out his hand.

“Are you ready to meet your sister?”

Nyx grinned. “I have a sister?” He hadn’t realized that would make him so happy. His family still told him girls were gross. But they meant girls you kiss. His little sister wouldn’t be gross. She’d be an angel. “I want to meet her! Now, now, now!”

“Alright, slow down.” Ignoring his fathers offered hand, he bolted towards the Riverhouse’s master bedroom, knowing that was where he’d find his mother and sister. “Quiet now. Remember, your mother needs to rest."

Practically bouncing on his feet, he waited for his father to unlock the door, pouting when he took him by the arm to slow his pace. “Dad,” he whined.

“Walking feet now.”

“Yes sir.”

He made his way to the side of the bed, kissing his mother’s cheek before skipping towards the small bassinet where a bundle of pink and white slept all swaddled in a blanket—just as his parents had taught him to swaddle his doll. Practice for when the baby came. Now he could help take care of her.

“I want to hold her!” he whispered loudly.

“Sit on the foot of the bed, and cradle your arms like we taught you with your doll. That’s it.”

He kept his arms as steady as he could as his father gently set his sister in the cradle he’d made. “She’s so tiny.”

“So were you. She’ll grow, though.”

“Babies grow slow. She’ll need protection.” He stroked the dark fuzz that just peeked out from under her pink hat. “I’ll keep her safe.”

“I know we can count on you for that.” He turned at his mother’s voice, accidentally jostling the infant he held. She began to cry. “Oh dear. Rhys.”

Nyx frowned as his father took her from his arms. Still, he scrambled to the head of the bed, sitting cross-legged to face his mother as she soothed his sister. “What’s her name, Mama?”

“Roxanna. Our little star.”

“Roxanna,” he repeated. He leaned over to kiss her forehead. “I’ll always keep you safe, Roxanna. I promise.”

~~~~~

Tag List: Reach out to be added or removed.

@sjmnextgenweek // @jealousveronya // @shallyne // @reverie-tales // @goddess-aelin // @the-lonelybarricade // @s-uppertime //@faeriequeensuriel // @acourtofwips // @pandavelaris

[aphroditelovesu]

I agree, I think pregnancy would be a dealbreaker for y/n. The course of history would be changed so much that there's almost no hope for her to get back to her time, I think as long as she remains one of Alexander’s mistresses unknown to history that there's a possibility that she can get back to her time. I do think Alexander would try very hard to impregnate her though and if Roxana is yandere too then she might encourage it, “Alexander IV would love a little brother y/n” “I’ve already given Alexander an heir, perhaps you can give him a daughter that looks exactly like you.” https://www.tumblr.com/aphroditelovesu/724173438491803648/so-for-your-alexander-fic-will-alexander-iv-be

The idea of ​​Y/n getting pregnant with Alexander child intrigues me but makes me afraid. I would love to write about it, but it would just be more suffering for poor Y/n.

Y/n will not be Alexander's mistress, as he doesn't want her as his concubine, he wants her as his wife, as his Queen and mother of his heir. He wants to have children with her, but the thing is, she doesn't want to have children with him. Definitely heavy dub-con/non-con and forced impregnation, as well as forced marriage.

I can definitely see Roxanna urging her husband to get Y/n pregnant when she develops her yandere tendencies for the reader. I agree that Roxanna would want Y/n to have a daughter and not a son as she is ambitious and wants her son to be Alexander's heir and not Y/n's son.

Would that completely fuck up the timeline? Yeah, especially when she gets back to her time, that is, if she goes back... 👀🤡

~ Lady L

[crossovernonshipstournament]

Propaganda

Chris and Gentle Heart:

aaa okay so this is from a fic im writing, im not too far in it yet but plot [which is relevant to this] is the Care Bears go to Mount Massive Asylum during the riot to try and help all the patients escape instead of them getting killed [by their own hands or the soldiers sent in by the people running the place]. and then the care bears are helping them heal from their trauma and all that and they all become one big family. Chris is really closed off from everyone because he feels Extremely Guilty about his actions during the riot [he was ripping peoples heads off to prevent them from being possessed by an evil nanobot ghost]. That plus torture in the asylum plus unresolved PTSD from his time as a soldier makes him kind of a mess emotionally and he just has a lot he has to accept and heal from and what not. Everyone is scared of him but hes really a gentle giant sort of guy? And then there is Gentle Heart, a shy and nervous Care Bear Cousin, who is one of the people who helped get him out. She's just always there trying to take care of him from the get go, once they're safe at Care-A-Lot shes not scared of him at all, she takes her time with him and is, as her name says, gentle with him. They're quiet friends and they like to just sit together outside. She never pressures him to talk or anything and it really lets him move at him own pace. They really get each other, even with no words said. Also Gentle Heart is small and Chris is a very large man so thats fun to imagine this tiny little lamb with this giant dude. IDK im rambling because I don't know what to say but!!! She is So Important to him and she broke back into the asylum while guards were doing a final sweep to make sure no one was left alive so she could steal his comfort stuffed animal back for him and thats some real ride or die shit in my onion. BFFs I love them so much they're so important to me thank you for your time

Roxanna and Pizzazz:

I think they honestly just have the same/similar vibes and they would make great (but terrible for everyone else) friends. They'd also probably make some sick music together. Just a couple of green haired girlies being menaces to society together.

[hiemaldesirae]

please. I'm begging you for more crumbs about VADD!Shen Jiu and also that Roxana AU you have from that art post you did of the two.

As a VADD AND SVSSS fan, especially as a fan of the original villains— please. I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FOR MORE. I'm actually in the process of outlining a crossover with the original goods of both.

God, the Roxana one as well— please, PLEASE TELL ME SJ IS ROXIE HE'S SO ROXANA-CODED SOMEHOW. GIVE HIM BUTTERFLIES AND POISON AND— *gets knocked out*

by the way, LOVE your artstyle. scratches an itch i did not know existed in my brain. your chibis as well. they're so cute!!

oh you have no idea how long ive waited to talk about them. this mayyy get a bit long so ill leave it under the readmore.

disclaimer: i intend on finishing these fics so what im going to be talking about is inspirations and unfinished / abandoned ideas and other ideas i have for the works instead of anything relating to the plots themselves

for svadd, sj is a lot more complicated than he appears to be on the surface. im not so sure if what i have written currently is what i /want/ exactly because i know i want his character to go a certain way. the relationships between him and his modern-day friends is one meant to parallel the in-game "shen qingqiu" sj compares himself to and in much the same way, mirror the way that sy contrasts himself with sqq in canon: but instead of being condescending and viewing sqq as a one dimensional character, sj is able to appreciate his nuance while still being rightfully angry over his actions

to me, sj is supposed to be an unreliable narrator who constantly enforces his own thoughts. he tells himself over and over that he misses his home and that he wants to go back, that he absolutely needs to- but then, he turns the other way and finds himself being sucked even deeper into this different one.

i also really wanted to explore how sjs dynamic with a lot of the characters would be affected knowing that they were "based off" his real friends, but again im not very confident with how it came off lol

there was a lot of points in the story where i attempted to add in foreshadowing for the ending i want the story to take... in any case, it definitely wont go the same way as vadd, though i did toy with the idea of a "version" of sy being the main villain haha

(it might still happen for shits and giggles)

as for the roxanna au there are a lot of things ive wanted to do with this au and its good that i havent posted because it means i can keep revising til i come up with something good lol

its a liujiu au with some bingyuan / cumplane thrown into the mix (the cumplane is overwhelmingly toxic btw bingyuan is the healthy one out of the two here 😭) where yes sj is xana !!! he really just makes such a good manhwa villainess haha

i had been puzzling over what i wanted his motif to be-- after all, sj is typically associated with the simplicity and calming bamboo so the glittering butterflies wouldnt work with him- but after some deliberation i decided with using moths for him :3c still subject to change ofc but i think im happy with this as is

the story is somewhat similar to how roxanna goes but surprise sj isnt the transmigrator here! (and honestly, roxanna wouldve been sm better if xana hadnt been a transmigrator... or maybe i just think that because it was only used as a convenient plot point for her to know crucial info. sigh.)

my outline of how the roxanna au goes is basically this:

lqg fucks around and finds out

sj who has been seeing dreams of the "book" sy read knows what will happen to his family if lqg dies

etc

at the same time: sy, transmigrator, attempts to make sure his only surviving older brother lives to a long happy life and the only way he can secure this is by fucking up that hack author

also i killed off qi-ge and idk if i want him to come back. he'll be like the stereotypical dead anime mother for this au lmao

hmm and i think thats all i have to say for these aus... thanks for giving me a chance to ramble on haha ~ much appreciated !! and thank you for the compliment, im flattered!! 🥹🥹💕

[samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires]

Just a small update! (This will ALSO be put on my pinned post huehe)

For my Lackadaisy fanfiction series Flowers, Gunfights and Genocide, I am going to align it as much as possible. What I mean by this is that I'm trying to make it a different character-centric fic each time for this series. I wanted to do a trilogy, but my brain decided haha nevermind let's go full blown series.

Below the Surface is Mordecai-centric, I came to terms with, after someone left a comment on the fic mentioning it. With this idea in mind, yes, it is moreso about him. It's moreso about coming to terms with past relationships and new threats, while dealing with being grouped with the Lackadaisy Trio. While it brings some pain to him, he has to learn to push through it. It's increasingly difficult with the Rose Brigade, more specifically Lacrimosa. I won't spoil it for those who didn't read the fic, but she is one difficult woman.

The second fic will be titled Ruined Lullaby. I will try to have this be more Serafine and Nico-centric. I want to give as much characterization and love to all characters as much as possible. A plan of mine would have them, along with Mordecai and the Lackadaisy Trio to New Orleans for a rum-running gig. It would be a two-week long trip, with some dangerous things unfolding. A mysterious figure known as the Shadow Man, an infamous voodoo expert with a charismatic flair to him. He's a secret killer, but has a bigger surprise: he's Serafine and Nico's long lost father. We'll also get more insight on James and Mandisa, as they try to plan their wedding there! We also get more of Silas and Raquelle, but Raquelle's mental state isn't necessary the greatest. Finally, we get a fragment of Lacrimosa's family life...

The third fic will be Lovely Things. This will be more Rocky-centric, but it's more or less a flashback the first couple of chapters, before it settles into the real plot. Somehow, his ties are connected to Roxanna in a way... (for those confused, Roxanna is a new character in Below the Surface!) Roxanna is still a hire for Lacrimosa, but Lacrimosa is going through some changes...with her and the Shadow Man becoming closer, it's apparent that things have gotten heated: not in a good way, however. Roxanna changes targets from the Lackadaisy speakeasy itself to the Marigold and Daisy group.

One fic will be titled Lullaby Dies, which will be the finale of the series. I do not know what will come before this, but it's my plan to keep this title of the fic, and an actual fic, being the finale. It will be bittersweet, but people will NOT go unscathed. It WILL be one of the shorter fics! Just a preference.

Future fics will be Freckle and Ivy-centric, as well as Silas and Raquelle-centric, James and Mandisa-centric, Celeste-centric, and Lacrimosa-centric. It's going to be a lot, in the end.

So far, this is all of what is on my list/my intentions on how I want to have this series to go. It's definitely going to be fun, and I cannot wait to see your reactions when it all comes together! Thank you so much for the continuous support, as well as the friendships I made with so many people. This really means a lot to me.

Take care! <3

[vera-deville]

I Tried Drawing Roxanna's Eye...

08/09/2022

So, I'm a huge fan of this manhwa called The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Older Brother. This is a manhwa that has a decent amount of fans due to it's absolutely breathtaking art, brilliant plot, and not so morally upright characters.

Roxanna Agriche is the main character of the manhwa and she is my favorite character from the story (just as she is the favorite character of many other fans).

Long story short, yesterday, I was going through manhwa x reader fics, trying to find just one fic that wasn't revolving around a yandere character, but alas. That day has still not yet arrived.

However!

I did find this really awesome picture of Roxanna's eye. And immediately, I decided that I was going to draw that! I didn't know when I would draw it, so I just downloaded it and decided to deal with it later.

To my surprise, however, I ended up trying to draw it the very next day!

That's surprising because I end up planning to do something but then I never do it.

Anywho, the drawing I made isn't the best, and I'm well aware of that. But, I'm proud of what I was able to do (considering how unrefined my skills are) in 55 minutes.

Here's what I drew:

I'm actually really happy with the skintone because Roxanna is canonically pale as heck and in this particular shot, there's a purple hue all over the room. So, that purple hue is reflected across her skintone!

The thing I don't like most about this is the butterfly. I think it looks very tacky and it didn't turn out as well as I would have liked it to have turned out.

I did my best with the hair, and I kind of have this love-hate relationship with it.

Anywho, that's what I ended up with, and I'm just glad that I actually did draw what I said I'd draw, and that too, just less than a day after I said I'd do it!

Oh, and if any of you are wondering, I used IbisPaint X for this!

[roxannarambles]

Are you pro or anti ship/kink/fic?

I don't really consider myself to be either one, to be honest. I guess you could say I'm in-between, but lean closer to "anti."

I think fiction does influence our thoughts and feelings-- it's not the same as reality, but to claim it has no impact on us is pure silliness-- and I do not want to see any content that contains inc*st, p*dophilia, etc., whether real or fictional.

That said, I also feel 'purity culture' has gotten out of hand and folks are sometimes way too keen to 'cancel' folks online for some really petty and unimportant stuff (people freaking out over shipping characters w/ small age gaps or whatever). And, I don't support death threats, doxxing, etc, in any situation, no matter what kind of content a person makes. Finally, sometimes fiction & art can address darker subject matters in a mature and thoughtful way, and there's certainly a place for that in art. (What I disapprove of are folks who get off on that kind of content, not folks who are exploring difficult subjects via art. The line for that is fuzzy, of course, so people's opinions will differ on what that means)

I go into a little more detail on my position here, on my blog's FAQ (under 'What are your content policies' and 'What are your blocking policies?'):

Basically, tldr, if someone considers themselves a proshipper, odds are pretty good I will usually block them. Because that usually means they're posting content that I consider harmful and I have no interest in seeing-- content that glorifies inc*st, p*dophilia, all that crap. (A full list of 'all that crap' in my FAQ)

[lonelier-version-of-you]

Also, I tried looking for trans fics of my Holby blorbos earlier to calm myself down, and I could only find like 5! And 3 of them were mine (my 2 genderqueer Oliver fics + my trans woman Roxanna fic)! And 1 was a Berena fic! (Nothing against Berena fic writers... except when they mischaracterise Henrik... /j I’m not particularly interested in reading it is all.)

We need more trans fic in this fandom. Maybe I should write some proper genderqueer Henrik stuff (I’ve hinted at it in my fics before, but only subtly). Or maybe I could write some trans man John stuff. Or both.

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

About 7-8 months ago you posted a fic with an OC not a y/n named Roxanna I really liked it but I can’t find a part two is it abandoned?

It's undergoing renovations along with coax me into the light

[ndnbadbitch]

Elder Scroll Characters

Here is a short collection of my ES characters, some of them exist in the same universe and some don't.

Aemma the Swit: 26/Atmoran/Thief

Aemma was actually one of the mysterious founders of the Thieves Guild in Riften. Despite being an excellent thief and pickpocket, Aemma is shy, quiet and has very little ambition, wanting a serene life and seeing her role as a thief as a way to get the money for the life she wants.

Danika Snowstorm: 27/Nord/Stormcloak and AU! Dragonborn

Danika is a devout believer in Talos and in Ulfric Stormcloak. She has the nickname of "Bonebreaker" and wishes for her homeland to be free of the Empire and the Thalmor. She is a loyal, devoted, and strong willed woman.

Lianna "Lia" Avenicci: 27/Imperial/Nurse

Lia is an overworked and underpaid nurse in my Modern!Skyrim fic who just wants to enjoy life and pay her bills. She's generally a caring, feisty, and intelligent woman who is willing to help others at her own expense.

Livya Telvanni: 200+/Dunmer/Mage/AU! Dragonborn

Liyva is a wanderer and exiled member of House Telvanni after her branch was disowned for losing a battle to Argonians. She is a devout believer in Azura and is actually a descendant of the surviving branch of House Dagoth. She is vain, snarky, and full of herself.

Roxanna Fireshield: 21/Bosmer/Neverarine

Roxanna was a bandit and outlaw who was captured by the Empire who ends up being the Neverarine. I haven't done much for her but I do have plans for her.

Severine Livinicus: 19/Imperial/battle mage and AU! Dragonborn

Severine is the daughter of a high ranking Imperial soldier/noblewoman. She is separated from her family at the beginning of her story. She is also Ulfric Stormcloak's daughter but neither of them find out until later. Canonly, her story doesn't end well but that might change. She is very intelligent, devoted to her family, and has a snark that would make Livya blush.

[starfall-spirit]

The Little Prima Donna

For @shallyne

Read on Ao3

One shot inspired by the art above of Feyre and her future daughter. Artist: rosebuds.arts on Instagram Commissioner: Shallyne

AN: This is a spot the easter egg (movie quote) fic. My only hint is to think about the art pose if you can't pick it up from the lines alone. Feyre's Court Discord is not allowed to spoil it.

Also, while my next-gen daughter is normally named Roxanna, this is a gift fic, so I will be using Shallyne's preferred name for her, Nemesis.

Reach out in the comments, reblogs, or my asks if you recognize the art pose or the movie I quote. Fic starts below the cut. ☺

It had been weeks since the skies of Velaris had been so sunny and clear. Summer storms had been constant this year and if rain wasn't pouring down then it was disgustingly humid outside. But just this morning the cloud coverage had finally broken, the sky opening to a beautiful blue as the sun's rays danced over the water and land that made their city. The moment Nyx and Nemesis had dressed themselves and cleaned their breakfast plates they had bolted from the table to play on the open front lawn. Feyre and Rhys had followed them out a moment later, Rhys with leisure reading for once and Feyre with her travel paints and a canvas.

She hadn't updated their family portrait since Nemesis was barely old enough to crawl. Here they were, already eight and five, tussling like a couple of wild animals half the time. What happened to the tenderness Nyx showed his infant sister once upon a time, Feyre didn't know. "Careful, running," she called setting her outdoor easel where she wanted it. Though the ground was mostly dry, her children were quite talented at finding whatever mud remained, taking a few nasty falls and ruining their clothes. Some mudstains of the past had been too severe for laundry soap or magic to get out. Those became their painting outfits on the days they joined Feyre in her studio. Rhys mumbled something from the chair beside her, a smirk on his lips even with his nose in his book. "What?"

"Eight years, Feyre. Clothes are replaceable and fae children are next to invincible."

He was assuming her reaction was still about some deep-rooted instincts about human weakness and poverty. Not so long ago he may have been right. And she still had moments she had to remind herself she could eat her fill or spend money more freely. But not this time. This time was the simple matter of their second child taking after Rhys and being a little prima donna. "You deal with the diva when Nyx kicks up mud on her dress then. She refused to let me pick out old play clothes this morning."

"It's her birthday. You like looking nice on your birthday, don't you?" Unfolding his glasses, he pointedly turned back to his book, long legs stretching out in front of him. She let her gaze linger on certain features on the way back up. The scrawl of ink marking their death bargain, the strong muscles there leading up the rest of his body, the last of his tattoos just peeking past his unbuttoned collar. Every inch of him had been well explored after a near decade together, and yet Feyre still never tired of the sight. "You're checking me out. Again."

"Seeing as you're still the most beautiful male I've ever met, it's a privilege I'll continue utilizing as your mate."

He hummed. "Even with my old man readers?"

"Especially with your old man readers." She leaned over to kiss him before turning her attention to her pallet so she could begin her underpainting.

He paused his reading for a moment, closing the book over his hand to mark his place. "Do you think they'll find this one day? A mate they'll truly love?" She furrowed her brow. They'd touched upon this discussion in ways, casually noting that both their children were bound to break hearts, but they hadn't gone to the depth of a healthy mating bond. Or an unhealthy one for that matter. "You and I have the best kind of bond. If we set that expectation... I don't want to see my parents' fate for anyone, especially not my children."

She took his hand. "Rhys, you're asking a pretty big question, regarding a pair of younglings." The look he gave her begged her to humor him. She sighed. "I don't know if they'll find a bond and be happy, or if they'll struggle, or if they'll be so hopelessly in love with someone else they never find their mate. What I do now is that major conflict is behind us now and we have all the time in the world to let them find out."

"I just—"

A shrill scream had them both standing, only to find Nemesis flying toward them. "Hey, hey, hey. What's going on?"

Just as Feyre had predicted this morning, her daughter's pink birthday dress was splattered with mud and grass from the hem up to half of the skirt, her carefully pinned hair and bow askew. "Mother, he pulled my hair and kicked mud up on me!"

"Well, she started it!" Nyx huffed, always quick to defend himself, whether he was in the right or wrong.

Nose scrunched and hands on her hips, Nemesis raised her chin, her posture nearly perfect. "Ladies do not start fights, but they can finish them," she said haughtily.

Rhys' hand flew up to his mouth, muffling a laugh no doubt. Don't you dare encourage that, Rhysand.

Me? Never, darling.

Both of you need to play kindly," he admonished. "Nyx, it's your job to set an example for your sister." A wave of his free hand and the fresh mud was gone, the birthday dress a pristine pink once again. "How's that, little star?"

"Better. Thank you, Daddy." Nyx crossed his arms, glaring daggers at his sister as she flounced over to Feyre. "Will you fix my hair again? Please?"

Feyre shook her head, eyeing the lopsided half-part and the pathetic bow attached. "Turn around." Retying the small ponytail and sliding the bow in place, Feyre leaned forward to kiss her daughter's cheek. "There you are, my love. Now, be nice to your brother. Nyx, you be nice too. I'm sure whatever happened was an accident. Both of you try to have fun with each other until your cousin comes over." They exchanged a look, and like every other disagreement, this one melted away, right back into a fresh game of tag. "That was your diva."

Rhys chuckled. "Of course, Feyre darling."

For a long while they sat in a content silence, Rhys reading, Feyre painting. "I don't think there’s anything to fear. I think we've both spent so long seeing the worst of the world the doubt always comes first. That may always be the case. But for them, I want to believe there's something—someone perfect for them and what they need—waiting to be found. Isn't that all we can do?"

"Someone waiting," he repeated. "I think you just might be onto something there."

~~~~~

Taglist:

@goddess-aelin // @acotar-fanns // @reverie-tales // @acourtofwips // @jealousveronya // @the-lost-changeling // @darling-archeron // @faeriequeensuriel // @gwynkyrie // @pandavelaris // @corcracrow // @s-uppertime // @elentiyawhitethorn

[aphroditelovesu]

Sorry if this is a stupid question but in regard to the Alexander the Great fic - who is Roxanna? I feel like I’m missing something…

Roxanna, also spelled as Roxana or Roxanne, was the first and principal wife of Alexander the Great and mother of Alexander IV. :)

~ Lady L

[realladyjaguar]

Ever think, I have no idea why I started this? Now I’m committed! (Or will be...) Here’s Chapter 3. I hope you enjoy it! 

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Holby City, Doctor Who, Dr Who - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Henrik Hanssen/Eighth Doctor Characters: Henrik Hanssen, Eighth Doctor Additional Tags: Crossover, Adventure, Alternate Universe - Aliens Summary:

I have no idea at this stage. I'm literally pantsing this after seeing Dr. Who The Movie last night. I may carry on or may not, depending if anyone likes this or not!

The Var are a species from my book Euphoria, as I was stuck for alien inspiration.

[lesdeuxarbres]

I've been so stumped on my fanfic lately. I'm going to try to post random snippets of dialogue that pop into my head, to get the creative juices flowing again.

This was inspired by seeing the young Hexanna cap on @holbyfess

Henrik lifted the item of clothing up and held it up for inspection. Roxanna can feel the laughter threatening to escape. Henrik looked like he was investigating an anthropological artifact.

"I know it's been decades since you've worn them, but you remember jeans, don't you Henrik?"

[bygone-age]

I made up a fic writing game...

New Year's Eve 2018.

John Gaskell was closing up his lab for the last time. Technically, he could have left instructions on what he wanted doing and be gone already - Henrik and Roxanna were waiting for him at home and he'd promised them he'd be back before midnight - but there were some things he needed to do for himself and for once it didn't have anything do with lying about patients or trials, he just needed to say goodbye to this part of his career on his own. Anyway, most of what he was picking up was personal and he might have changed a lot this year, but he was still intensely private and there was enough gossip already about his private life, so he packed up photos and the last of his notes and some things of Roxanna's and headed out the door.

He had two stops to make before he could leave - to Abigail Tate to confirm he was out of the lab and to Guy Self to hand over the keys. Then he could leave, be with the people he loved. He smiled at that, still a little surprised at where he'd found himself - house sharing in his fifties, but with two people he loved more than he'd thought he had the capacity for.

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@holbywitty, tag you're it! What can you do with this (no pressure of course)?

I actually had the idea for this game a while ago, but I've enjoyed the back and forth over the past couple of days about AU's, that I thought I'd see if anyone wanted to have a go. You don't need to write much - a couple of lines would be fine - and when you're done, just tag someone to nominate them, or leave it open if you want.