#shell's writing

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you’ve created this [last] year (fics, art, edits, etc!) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2017. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original!) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works. <3

To be honest, I didn’t expect to have enough to pick five. Imagine my surprise when I found I’d actually written more than five last year! Thanks for tagging me @hidetheremote!

Embracing Fear (Inuyasha/Nurarihyon no Mago crossover) — I had to start with my current WIP.  This was the story that broke my self-imposed restriction of not writing any long multichapter fanfics (I didn’t really consider the Gajevy week story to fit that criteria). I’d had writer’s block for a while, and then suddenly, my muse dumped this teensy fragment of a plot bunny in my lap. Initially I told myself no, don’t do it. But it just wouldn’t go away, and long story short…well…here I am, 53k written and posted, more little bits jotted down everywhere, and more research done than is even remotely healthy. 

Be My Anti-Valentine (Hakuouki) — I’d had no intentions whatsoever of writing anything for Valentine’s Day, as I’m not really a fan of the day (yes, I might share some of the sentiments Hijikata expresses in the story.) But I was out walking my dog and this Hijikata/Chizuru one-shot fairly well wrote itself.

A Merry Masquerade (Inuyasha) — This goofy Christmasy Koga/Kagome story grew out of the combination of an earworm and @miss-zei’s awesome art during Inuvember. It’s silly and a tad self-indulgent, but I had fun writing it.

A Surreptitious Suitor (Fairy Tail) — This Gajevy week story was my first foray into a fandom shipping week and I was terrified. I wrote 80% of it a couple days before the week began, telling myself if I couldn’t have the entire thing mapped out, I wouldn’t post any of it. I was absolutely stunned by the responses I got, so it’ll always hold a special place in my heart.

The First Time (Hakuouki) — Yet another one of my broken “I’m not going to do that” resolutions. I am not a huge Kazama/Chizuru shipper, though I’ll confess it’s slowly growing on me, but somehow, I found myself writing this squirrelly one-shot for KazaChi Week that brought back oh so many memories of playing Super Smash Bros Melee and Mario Party with my old friends. Those asshats.

a ChrisxAshley fic (sortof) where Chris is having an anxiety/panic attack about not being about to save Josh... really angst-y  it’s under a read more because it’s a little long heh

They were lost. Lost in the woods without anyway to contact the outside world. All because Rick wanted to take a week to get away from the world and have shell stop typing away on her laptop and phone and just stop working for a week and just relax. Now they were lost in the woods on a mountain. 

 “Shell…I’m sorry…like really, really sorry…” Rick looked over at Shell as she sat away from him on a log looking at a small creature scurry through the trees. 

 She didn’t say anything, he got up and sat beside her, “shell…?” 

 He reached for her shoulder and gently laid his hand on it. “Don’t touch me.” She hissed and jerked her shoulder away from him. “You got us lost.” Her words were laced with all of the venom and blame she could muster. 

 He quickly took his hand back and stared at her a moment, “Shell, I didn’t mea-” 

 “No! I know you didn’t mean to get us lost, but guess what? You did!” She stood up, looking down at him, pointing an accusing finger at him. “And now we’re up here on a mountain, freezing our asses off and lost in the woods! There could be something out there and we have no way to fight it off!” 

 Rick sunk down, looking up shell, he looked down as she accused him and yelled. “Shell, please…I really didn’t mean to I just don’t wanted to have a fun get away, so that we could be alone without the kids and just have some fun… I didn’t think we would wonder that far away…” 

 He probably looked like a small child who was being scolded for dropping a dish. 

He stood and tried to bring her close for a hug.She quickly stepped away from him, “don’t. Fucking. Touch. me.” 

"Dang-it!!" she yelled as she felt teeth dig in to her arm and neck, she held back her yells as she felt it dig deeper. she brought the ax to the thing's head and her arm was released. she held on to it, emerald eyes staring down at it. her blonde hair tucked neatly behind her ears still, some falling in front of her face. suddenly she saw a male figure come running up to her "Mandy! a-are you alright?! did it bite you?!"

she looked confused for a moment then remembered who he was and hugged him, on the brink of tears "T-Toris..."

she jolted up in her sleeping back, gripping her throat and arm quickly, coughing. she pulled her hand away from her neck and looked at it, realizing the warmness she felt was her sweat, she sighed "heh...heh...it was only a dream..."she got up, grabbing her bandanna, she walked out side her sent wrapping the black and purple bandanna around her neck hiding obvious scratch marks she had made. she looked around 'still dark...of course...' she thought as she walked to a large rock 'bet it's about 1 in the morning...'

she's had the same dream each night, ever since she had to kill her best friend, Seth, because he was infected. she wanted to save him so badly but she couldn't.

Mandy climbed on to the rock and sat the top thinking. she heard foot steps behind her and turned slight reaching for the ax on her back. realizing it was her friend toris she put her arm back in her lap.

"hey..." he said slightly, climbed up the rock.

"hi..."

"have the dream again?"

Mandy nodded "yea...i wish i could just forget about killing him...forget that there's danger everywhere...and just lie in the grass and soak up the sun and have no worries about who i'm gonna talk to for the day..." she looked out at the dead field of flowers and grass.

Toris sighed "i know...i wish i could forget holding you back after you killed him...i yelled at you...to just stop...and that he was dead and nothing was going to bring him back..." he sighed again thinking he contributed to Mandy's nightmare.

Mandy nodded slightly and looked down at her boots and dark green pants with holes in them.

Mandy looked back up again and sighed. "hey...toris...how did you deal with holding me...? And hearing me scream for him to get up...?" she looked at him.

"I-I never...really did..." he looked down some "I never forget your screaming...and you yelling cuss words at him trying anything for him to get up..." he sighed and looked at her again.

She had looked down while he was talking remembering yelling cuss words and everything at Seth, just trying to get him to look up at her.

Mandy sniffed and quickly wiped her eyes with her bandana.

Mandy stood on the rock and looked around, waiting for something, anything, to happen so she could her mind off of Seth. She sighed when she saw nothing but dead grass.

She climbed off the rock and started walking back to her tent.

Toris glanced at her. "Mandy...are you ok?"

Mandy looked at him "yea...fine..." she kept walking.

Toris looked down at the rock, thinking.

Mandy walked into her tent and laid in her sleeping bag. She looked at a picture of her, Seth, and Toris. She smiled slightly then sighed.