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Your friend’s unpublished fic idea is kind of a dead wife

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/85498151/chapters/228743696
You’re sitting on a long bench at a long table across from a woman you’re meeting for the first time today. She’s been alternating between clasping her hands in front of her chest and biting her nails. The latter has the darkless curly haired woman scolding her lightly, a small smile drawn on her face. Every time she’s reminded, the young woman startles, then flushes, then averts her gaze.
You already forgot her name. Both of their names, actually.
If what you’ve been told is true, then it’s not like they’ll remember soon, either.
———
Final chapter! And a broken link! Huzzah!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The next town you pass through, almost a month after that incident with the Defenders—you finally learned what they are called after a short conversation with another traveler—is nearly abandoned. Windows are shuttered, doors are boarded up, and the streets and plazas are empty of life. Here and there, dots of darklessness splotch walls or the ground, residual Craft energy wafting off of them in waves. It looks like parts of the world were stripped back, leaving absolute nothingness behind.
Weird. And, if you’re being more honest with yourself, a bit scary.
Or: Ūniversa will always lead its followers to the same outcomes.
Crossover that nobody expected
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You didn’t notice anything weird about Vaugarde until a few months into your travels through it.
Well, no, that’s not quite true. The whole country is weird. They all leave their doors unlocked and you can come and go as you want (but not past the first room, for some reason?), they greet you like they’ve known you for forever even if you’ve only just entered their town, and they’ll toss odd jobs your way before you even have to ask for one.
That’s what tipped you off that something properly strange was happening, actually.
Or: Siffrin, and his journey to being trapped in the House of Change in Dormont.

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It’s been three days since “Paladin” has joined Mirabelle, Isabeau, and yourself on your quest to save Vaugarde. Three days of travel, of fighting Echos, of coordinating plans of attack. Three days of setting up camp, of cooking (poorly) around the fire, of early mornings together.
And you still do not trust him.
Or: The Paladin shares a hobby and goes on a secret quest.
Even thinking momentarily about this vile curse has tears welling in your eyes. This memory plague is so reminiscent of what could have—must have—happened to your country, your home. And for Vaugarde, such a perfect country, to suffer the same fate? It cannot come to pass. You will not let it.
And like that, sadness turns to grief turns to anger, all pointed towards your goal, your plan, your march to find the savior.
Or: Siffrin and The King swap roles in the story, and the man who could have been the King meets the party.
(It is evident by now that ISAT has sunk its claws into me and I’m not coming out the other end. As the French say: soo la voo)
Okay so the brain worms have finally made their way to me and I played In Stars and Time and loved it, but my mind generated an AU where Siffrin and the King swap places in the story
Behold, the power of musing over this at two in the morning:
Eventually, obviously, he would need to try a different solution and come at it from a different angle (his stubbornness makes this nearly impossible to do, but nevertheless he persists), and I imagine, on a loop where he is intentionally choosing to hold back from attacking Siffrin, Bonnie may offer them something to eat. Seeing as they’ve been locked in the House for so long, the idea of food is almost novel, and they are beyond starving. They snatch and gobble that food down like the pan au chocolad, lol
And I think, if I were to write a fanfic, this would be a place where it would be awesome to show the King both losing some of those memories of the Island and some of his sense of self in the loops, but also showing him losing his anger towards Siffrin. Very Act III KingQuest of him. Here’s how I would write it all out:
First (polite) meeting with Siffrin: They eat much like a gull from home, grabbing the pastry in one quick swoop and wolfing it down with such speed that one must wonder how they do not choke.
Second meeting with Siffrin: They eat like a type of sea bird, diving in for the food and carrying it back with them, tucking into it so quickly that it is hard to believe they even held it in the first place. There and then gone.
Third Meeting: They eat much like a crow, grabbing it with a precise nab and feasting, the food gone in seconds flat.
Fourth Meeting: They eat like a starved hound, swiping up the pastry and burying their face in it with wild ferocity. It’s gone in two bites.
Fifth: They eat like an abandoned cat, darting over to snatch their prize before backing away a defensive distance, eating quickly, but eyes locked on you and your band all the same.
Sixth: They eat like a man deprived of all of life’s simple pleasures, as if they had never been able to conceptualize the prospect of food given freely.
Seventh: They eat the pastry just as fast as they snatch it from Boniface’s hand.
Anyways, just more food for thought
Okay so the brain worms have finally made their way to me and I played In Stars and Time and loved it, but my mind generated an AU where Siffrin and the King swap places in the story
Behold, the power of musing over this at two in the morning:

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doing some prep work for artfight 2026 and decided to make a commemorative thing for my page
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you know I find myself lamenting whenever ao3 is down for maintenance just as much as anyone, but one splendid thing that comes from it is that the best ever fanfics get posted once the site is up and running again
I have had the greatest time seeing what authors spent the last fifteen hours cooking up, truly they are putting in the work
Would or would not the Directive excuse medical malpractice outside of Whiteward? 🤔🐟
i have never drawn a horse before ever in my life, but @spotsupstuff mentioned Second Sentinel riding a horse and i was enraptured and needed this to happen immediately

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Why is the tactical attack helicopter here. It's the only one to be Given a heart, too, instead of having it be taken from it.
have you thought about how second sentinel would respond to the parasite/cursed crest plotline? if it saw hornet in that state i feel like they would blow a fuse lol
Sec when bitch lady in ITS lady:
Nah, but seriously, I have a bit:
My idea is that the Sentinels can see crests, at least as flickers. That's how it makes sense to me that they can "judge" people on their innocence/purity. Headcanoning that the judges of blasted steps have runes in their masks that allow them to see crests and there's probably instructions or something for what they are looking for - has to be true about the judges (as in their judging is not just a sham) since there used to be a mechanic that the Last Judge would let Hornet through if she hadn't killed anybody (and the reason it's scrapped is because that's impossible to do).
The Sentinels' ability and the masks (a bit) are one of "evidences" of them being Eva's precursors (in my delusions).
And once, I got pissy by how often Sec challenged Lace to a duel over her innocence from the Haunting in fics the same as it did to Hornet (nothing wrong about it, I'm just being a whiny baby), so I'd actually rather Sec doesn't turn to chopping. We can bullshit this by saying that thanks to Hornet holding the token of the Order, she is now recognized as one of them. She is talking sense while cursed, therefore this is an ailment that can be fixed, not warrant immediate decomission. Normally, a Sentinel would rush the other to an Architect, but in this case the best Sec can do is chase her out of the Citadel to hopefully find a doctor. Can't take her to a doc itself, gotta hold its post; can't fix her itself either (organics don't typically appreciate having their chests wrenched open as is the starndard first step for it and its siblings, it heard), so this is it.
Basically: