#this peace is fragile

[cornley-amateur-drama-society]

Cannae remember if I've talked about it in any author's notes or on this blog in general but the reason I chose swans to represent the Kingdom of Beawynn is specifically due to the whole idea that swans mate for life. It's so tragic for Vanessa that Max has already found his heartmate, and it's not her ♡

[cornley-amateur-drama-society]

CONTEXT: Max's side of this peace is fragile AU. He is talking to Lucy about the peace treaty offered by Beawynn.

Max let out a sigh, leaning heavily against the wall of the Castle Bennegrove, the siblings having decided to go out on a small hunt with several cousins later that afternoon.  He looked around for any wandering ears, before answering her question.  “He's set to tell the Court at the end of the week,” he started, rubbing absently at his wrist.  “I'm to be married.”

CONTEXT: The Techie's part of the trisaccharides trilogy!

“I can answer that,” Blessing said cheerfully, setting down a finished card in light blue with white ribbon decorating the front in little flowers.  “Rob decided that the CYDS Kids were going to have a Valentine’s Do after class got out earlier.”

this week's word is...

Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.

[stealingpotatoes]

You can’t convince me that the TL4J (which sounds like a droid designation) don’t have their wanted posters framed and hanging in the New Jedi Order. Both as slightly bragging and to show the young Jedi that peace is fragile and for a long time absent from the galaxy, but worth defending.

someone: the jedi order are weak pacifist peacekeepers the jedi:

[pitchblackespresso]

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[gracebriarwoodwrites]

I write fragile on a dozen boxes salvaged from recycling I forgot to take out before I knew I was moving and my hand shakes even more each time. The lines bleed off the box corners and into me. I'm fragile, you see.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

..........................how does suguru ground you 👉👈

:3c u want him to micromanage you soooooooo bad huh …….. I MEAN HONESTLY I FEEL HE JUST DOES IT . like…….. i doooo think that suguru is aware of his own control issues and would work on them (sort of) because he does want to be a good lover but . if u push him too much u are not going outside he is putting your phone on top of the fridge and keeping you trapped on his lap for some good old quality time… you’re not going out you’re not going clubbing you’re gonna watch your favorite movies with him and let him nibble on your neck . for a couple days

[cornley-amateur-drama-society]

The second half of Claude McKay's “The Snow Fairy” poem is SO fitting for my au I'm gnawing on conkcrete

[mcytegg]

WDYMMMMM PANGI LOANED DERAP 3 HEARTS,, PUTTING HIMSELF ON 4. thats crazy im :')

[jadevalentine-writes]

I haven't thought about a story while trying to fall asleep in AGES but I have been thinking about my Rogue One, almost-everyone-lives AU, ALL WEEK.

Tentative summary:

Almost all of them survive Scarif. Cassian can't walk. Bix comes back.

[knightofleo]

[blueberry-beanie]

activism day

[stolligaseptember]

vad skulle finland säga om vi faktiskt skickade det här till esc dock

[devil-in-hiding]

What is actually happening 😭 Everyone needs to stop overthinking over whatever it is!

Hey! Brains are m e a n okay?! It has been a crappy few days!! We overthinkers KNOW we need to stop overthinking!! its HARD

[always-a-joyful-note]

There has got to be an analysis waiting for that moment starting at 2:05 in the Mr.AFFECTiON MV but I don't currently have the words to do it. Just....something about Nagi rushing happily towards the light, Mitsuki breaking out of his chains, Tamaki fighting his way to/against it, Sogo breaking his fragile glass image/reflection that trapped him inside, Yamato having to go through the fire, Iori walking through a cold and icy path, and Riku staring at his own reflection....does that resonate with anyone?

[kingofattolia]

Also it's almost inevitably going to be the funniest thing ever when they find Thrawn. Like I have no clue what's going to happen but it's GOING to be funny. Is it going to be Big Forehead Megalomaniac Thrawn from Rebels? Another "somehow: there's a huge enemy fleet gathering just outside the known galaxy" situation? I'm assuming he just happened to be taken to the secret Nightsister location because it's along the Intergalactic Purrgil Migration Zone, so has he been there this WHOLE time? If so WHAT is my mans doing? They act like he's still some huge danger and threat but WHY? For all they know he's living in a cave eating berries, or became the new culture's revered art shaman.

Genuinely what makes them think he will care to bring open war to the galaxy at all? Canonically all Thrawn cares and all he has EVER cared about is safeguarding the Chiss Ascendancy. That's why he was working with the Empire in the first place, and with that goal in mind, it makes sense to strengthen the New Republic not throw the galaxy again into chaos. I cannot overemphasize that buffering the Ascendancy with another strong power is genuinely the ONLY reason Thrawn has had for doing anything outside of the Ascendancy at all ever. (DOES FILONI KNOW THIS? HE MUST, RIGHT? HE'S AT LEAST READ THE THRAWN WOOKIEEPEDIA ARTICLE?) The chance of this being megawatts of dumb is SO HIGH but I still can't wait. It's going to be so funny.

[cornley-amateur-drama-society]

If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me

A royalty and arranged marriage AU set in an ambiguous medieval era! Full of angst and unrequited love, and what could be too many swan and willow tree motifs, this fic is ~11.7k words and has a disjointed/non-linear timeline. I loved every second writing this, and have so many thoughts about it and other things I want to address in more fics later on.

Summary:

“I never expected I’d fall in love with him,” she said suddenly, in her half-drunken, vulnerable state. Lady Anneliese closed her eyes, her fingers stilling around the pin. “I know, Princess.” Her voice was soft, full of pity. Silence hung heavy like a mantle, and Lady Anneliese began the task of pulling out the different jewels that were in Princess Vanessa’s hair, the intricate braids falling apart as their support left them. In a small voice, weaker than anything Lady Anneliese had ever heard from her Princess before, she said, “He’ll never love me back, you know. He’s too in love with her.” Lady Anneliese took up the silver-backed brush, and began brushing the Princess’s hair. “… I know, Princess. I know.”