#24adventthings

Reshare the Latest Thing You Posted

The latest fic I posted was a Dante-inflected take on Noin and Zechs’ transit to Mars, which I’d been inspired to write after reading a fantastic fic on the same event! Since then, via recommendation and just following comment threads, I found two other 6x9 transit fics!! So today, in addition to posting my own variant on this, I’ll post links to these other wonderful works that predated mine, in ascending order of publication on ao3! (See tags on ao3 for specific content details, but overall, these are all tagged for F/M, Zechs/Noin; Update: since posting, I've incorporated more 6x9 transit fic recommendations to the list! they're on different platforms from ao3, and one requires an account to access!)

Drive, by Lady Dante (Rating: T)

Last Impression, by kudaketa (Rating: Mature, requires account to access, but the author's note is visible without an account, and I think totally worth reading on its own!!)

Far From Home, by Jenjengundamfan (Rating: Explicit)

Scar Tissue by lbro009 (Rating: Not rated)

Holding Pattern by Bryony (REBB) (Rating: Explicit)

Purgatorio by st_arcadia (me!) (Rating: Mature)

I'm going to share 4 lines of 4 things because.

One: As the Rain Comes

“Piers.”  “I’m here,” he says immediately. He stumbles over fragments of a chair and the torn-up edge of a carpet, turning in place. “Talk to me, Lee, where are you?” 

Two: the body and the mind

Nothing comes between him and that fall—a few stories, though the flights of stairs had blurred into one, into a singular chase on burning legs. He felt small in the window, and smaller still in the blast that shook the building. A man, just a small and broken piece in the big, torn street.

Three: take heart (where would I be)

"Are you sitting down?" Only wonderful or terrible things can follow a phrase like that. She glances at her daughters once, gesturing to the stove, and moves into the living room. She doesn't know if she can take one more terrible thing.

Four: It Had to Be You

I passed the 100 fics written benchmark this year, and I thought it might be time for a retrospective - and then this lovely event popped up!

Day 11: A Thing Outside Your Comfort Zone

This one was my first omegaverse fic! I ended up tackling it through the lens of what was a more "normal"/accepted/talked about relationship in omegaverse (that is, alpha/omega, beta/beta) versus the never really mentioned, under-the-radar relationships (in this case, alpha/beta). Definitely an interesting fic to write, and who knows, I might even try it again one day! You can find the fic here

from this Advent Challenge

I had the pleasure of beta reading A Potter's Field by @sercezgazety — still one of my absolute favorite The Owl House fics — and like many other readers, I was invested in her OC Jody Scab.

While I'm still not done with it, I started writing a fanfic of her fanfic:

The Tragic Tale(s) of Jody Scab (4201 words) by Jagodzianka

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Major Character Death Characters: Original Characters, Terra Snapdragon, Jody Scab Additional Tags: A fanfic of a fanfic, for readers of A Potter's Field, for anyone invested in Jody Scab's story, Day of Unity (The Owl House), Plant Coven (The Owl House), Worldbuilding, Asthma, Original Character Death(s), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Multiple Endings

24 things of advent, day 4: four Lines/excerpts/detail shots of an old thing

a missing scene from the punk hazard arc! that particular saga has been my favorite so far and i was soooo excited to see law & smoker interacting, i had to write a bit about them

full fic: perfectly capable

“Relax,” Law said, his tone much calmer than Smoker’s as he started to unsheathe his sword. “I just want to check the inside. It’ll be quick and painless.”

“Absolutely not,” Smoker replied, his eyes darting past Law to the crowd of marines up ahead. Apparently, they were too busy celebrating to notice a pirate pulling a sword on their leader. “I’m no doctor, but I’m pretty sure most of them get by just fine without vivisecting their patients. This is all you need to see.”

“Suit yourself,” Law said with a shrug before he slid his sword back into its sheath. “As far as I can tell, you’re fine. If you’re experiencing any chest pain, it’s probably psychosomatic.” He paused to look Smoker in the eye. “Psychological. Stress-induced.”

24 Things of Advent Day 8: A Thing You're Currently Still Making

This fic is still very much in progress, but it was inspired by the image of Zechs sitting on sunlit wooden floorboards with a shot of Wild Turkey in hand and the bottle on the floor next to him. I had no idea where he was meant to be, I thought the room looked like a yoga studio, but @bryony-rebb suggested this was a still from the year he was presumed dead, and THEN she said she'd love a fic of this, and THEN neither my sleeping nor my waking brain could let either of those thoughts go. So now I have a new wip and others are taking a back seat for the foreseeable future XD !!

Tags: will evolve as the story does, but for now: Injury Recovery, Self-Loathing

Four Lines/Excerpts/Detail Shots of An Old Thing

The following excerpt is from So Many Shards, a fic I submitted for wingtober2025's prompt "Mask", and it turns out to be 4 ao3 lines on my phone screen (though only 2 on the laptop, and 3 on here):

“Hilde!” beamed Quatre as she unlatched the door, nearly drowning out Trowa’s laconic, “Hmm, are we in trouble?” as he caught sight of the cleaver dangling from her crossed arms. 

Rating for this chapter: Teens and Up

Characters: Hilde Schbeiker, Quatre, Trowa, Duo Jr, mention of Duo

Relationships: established 3x4, split up Hx2