WIP Meme – write the first line of a work in progress you have.

I was tagged by @iwt-v a while ago – sorry it’s taken me so long!

1. Chapter 5 of Reclamation:

“Abigail?” 

Both men’s voices sound together, and Abigail Ashe cannot help but feel the urge to weep.

2. 

“Thomas – what are you doing?”

This is from an as-yet-unnamed sequel to Good Fortune Attend

3. “Fuck. Bloody fucking shitting hell -”

This stretch of coastline ought to be quiet.

This is from an also unnamed fic wherein Gates survives S1.

I tag @bean-about-townn, @penflicks, @complaininginthedark, and anyone else that wants!

The Rules:

Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence. 

I was tagged by @captainqueer-oflesbos quite a few days ago. Sorry it’s taken so long, and thanks! As usual, I’m cheating a bit because… idk, the sentence looks a little odd out of context.

From Reclamation: 

“No,” she says. “I did not come for a debate. You cannot keep me here, nor can you kill me, as my remaining family will most certainly object strenuously, and I rather think that Mr. McGraw and Lord Hamilton might do you harm if you were to try. I will be staying for three days so that I might recover from the journey. I would greatly appreciate if Lord Hamilton and Mr. McGraw might be given accommodation in the house and some measure of comfort to prepare them to travel.”

That’s a lot of words – too many to tag people for. I’m tagging anyone that wants to do it – I have no idea who’s been tagged already recently and I know a lot of people are doing work for school right now.

The Cup of Their Deserving: 3, 4, 5, 11, 12

3. What’s your favorite line of narration?

Honestly – this is a massive cheat, but I’m overwhelmingly proud of the entire first two chapters. They just – wrote themselves, or rather Madi wrote herself, and I was left sitting back wondering why I had never written her before when she’s just so incredibly self-aware and intelligent and calm even when she’s facing horrible things. 

4. What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

It’s not so much a favorite line of dialogue as it is a favorite section of dialogue: 

“What were you planning to do if we married?”The question stops him – causes his eyes to widen.

“If we married?” he asks, and she looks down at him, anger forming a hard, heavy knot in her chest.

“If we had married, what do you think you would have done?” she asks again. “I am my mother’s heir. What life did you see for us, if it did not include bearing the weight of a throne? Of a people?”

“I – suppose I hadn’t really considered it,” he answers, and she feels something in her twist at the words. “If we were to marry -” He looks at her with astonished eyes. “I don’t know,” he confesses, and she nods.

“I know,” she answers. “I did not understand Captain Flint at first. I did not trust him for the same reason that I do not trust any of you. He was a man. He was white, and he made promises I did not think he could keep. Promises I did not think he truly meant. Do you know what convinced me?”

Silver shakes his head – and Madi leans in, bending at the waist, her head closer now to his.

“The day we thought you died in the harbor. You went under. Do you recall?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? Of course I do. It was -”

“That day,” she tells him, her voice still low and somehow disconnected from her. “That day, Captain Flint proved himself to me. Do you know how?”

Silver shakes his head again, and she searches his eyes. He truly does not know, she thinks – does not understand.

“He left you there,” she answers, and watches something that she would swear is old grief, old anger flash through his eyes. “You went under the surface of the water. We watched it happen – and I saw the moment that Flint knew. I saw him start to come after you – and I also saw the moment he knew that he could not. In that moment when he might have proven to me once and for all that pirates are not to be trusted – in a moment where he wanted more than anything to act in his own interest -” She shook her head. “I watched that moment dawn and I saw the instant when he put aside his own desires to see to those around him. It is why I trust him – why I listen to him. And why I will never call you husband.”

These lines are the heart and soul of the fic, really – they tell you in one section why it is that Madi is so angry at what Silver has done, it tells you a great deal about her relationship with Flint, and it touches on the larger reason that what Silver did was not ok. Also, it shows what Madi is like when she’s angry, which is not something we get to see very much of – she’s furious, here, and heart-broken, and coping the best way she knows how, and this isn’t kind. It’s the furthest thing from it, she’s trying to hurt him because he hurt her, which is not something that she normally would allow herself in any context other than this one. I’m also unreasonably fond of this: 

“These men will be accompanying you,” Flint said, and Jack suddenly recalled where he had last seen all three before. “They came with us out of Nassau when the Spanish took it, and since they’re all mutineers, they have a vested interest in not being delivered to Philadelphia’s harbor. If you so much as attempt to give the order to turn North from your destination, one of them will slit your throat and then all three will see to it that your task is completed so as to stay in my good graces and earn a place among us. Do you understand?”

These lines are absolutely Flint, completely and totally, and I had nothing to do with them, he just popped into my head, told me the plan, and I grinned and wrote it because damn that man is good!

5. What part was hardest to write?

It’s a toss up between the second chapter and the tenth, because chapter 2 is Madi continuing to function even though her heart is breaking and chapter 10 is Thomas trying to do the same, and hurting them hurts me. Both chapters are absolutely necessary for character development, but oh gods I wanted to find both of them a blanket and tell them it would be alright and someone else would handle things.

11. What do you like best about this fic?

Can I say everything? Am I allowed to say everything? I basically love this fic so much – it’s some of my best work, in all honesty. It’s fiery, it’s passionate, it’s everything I needed to say post-finale, and it feels like the ending that the characters deserved, at least in part.  

12. What do you like least about this fic?

I can wish that this fic were less controversial. It’s 2017 and the statement “slavery is slavery, it is wrong and should be fought at every opportunity” should not be controversial. 

“We are – going to Moorfields?” Hennessey asks, his voice strangled. Alfred turns, and oh – he’s right there, he could be dead in a moment, just one single, satisfying moment that would cost both Hennessey and James everything. And that – that is perhaps part of the intent. Alfred is not smiling, but his demeanor -“I assumed you would be pleased,” Alfred responds, and the urge to kill him burns,

From Full of Grace:

Hennessey is thinking one thing right here: murder. how do I murder him
and make it look like it was an ordinary carriage accident? because make
no mistake – Alfred is out for blood, here, James’ or Hennessey’s or
both. He’s a vicious, horrible spider of a man, and he’s trying to
provoke Hennessey into doing something stupid, something that Alfred can
use to get his claws into the Navy as a whole. He’s sitting there in
that carriage practically daring Hennessey to do what he wants to do,
and Hennessey knows that he absolutely can’t if he wants to have
anything left of his career or any chance of helping James or any
respect for himself given that he’d be betraying hundreds of men under
his command. If you’re looking for a mental image for this, imagine one
of those crisp December days where it seems like it could snow and
everything’s far too bright somehow and yet there’s something very dark
going on inside that carriage. I wanted to dive into what’s going
through Hennessey’s head and the political reality that he deals with
day by day where he has to make a hundred horrible decisions for the
sake of saving as many lives as he can. I didn’t want him to come across
as someone cold and unfeeling, just someone who’s under far, far too
much pressure and has so very little he can do safely in public and this
gets into that a bit. I also wanted to give everyone a glimpse of the
monster that Hennessey, Miranda, James, and Thomas face in this setting,
since we weren’t going to see much of him in the rest of the piece. I
wanted to get across the lurking, malevolent thing that’s sitting in the
shadows, pulling the strings, making the end conclusion almost
inevitable because there’s just no other way to deal with someone like
that sometimes.

“Mr. Featherstone!” She called the man’s name, and his bearded face appeared at the rail, the look on his face one of alarm.“Yes, ma’am?”“Turn us around. I wish to return to the island – I believe we may be needed after all.”“Ma’am?”“Swiftly, please,” she ordered, and Rackham’s quartermaster stared. “I gave an order, Mr. Featherstone,” she reminded him sharply, and he shook himself.“Of course, ma’am,” he answered and she turned back toward the rail.

From Cup of Their Deserving:

When I first started writing Madi, I remember feeling this sense of overwhelming relief, actually, because her mind is an organized place. It’s quiet and calm in there, and she takes no shit and gives none in return. When she gives an order, she expects it to be obeyed without delay, and I love writing her because of all those things. That said – this is a frisson of disquiet, the sound of footsteps in the library that don’t belong there, Madi realizing that something is wrong, badly so, with that little shiver of foreboding that you get sometimes when you realize that something has gone terribly, terribly awry. There’s a sense of urgency here, and of course we all know what she’s going to arrive in time to avert, but in terms of the story, this is just a little bit of backstory to where we start off. I chose to do this as a flashback because the image of Madi stepping into the cabin to tend to James is one that grabs you immediately, whereas this feels like an extension to a scene that we’re not seeing. The partner to this, if it had one in a linear narrative, would be James having a truly horrifying conversation with Silver and then getting the shit beaten out of him and… well, hasn’t the man suffered enough on camera without adding more?

As to what Featherstone’s thinking – I think, just for long enough, he forgets that he’s not supposed to take Madi back to the island, and by the time he remembers, it’s too late and he’s going to take the blame anyway so he might as well do what she says.

“I suspected as much,” he answered. “I’ve a carriage waiting outside which should fit the four of us, given that neither you nor Lord Hamilton have any more substance to you than the stair railing. I will speak to my driver, and then you will all accompany me to my home, since Lord Marlborough and his brother have eyes and ears everywhere else. You will all rest and be fed and I will see if I can contact Ned Russell, whom I suspect will be very interested in Lord Alfred’s business dealings.”

From To the Upper Air:

What’s that saying? Give a boy a fish, and you feed him for a day, teach a boy to fish and find yourself feeding him and at least three other people and running around keeping them out of trouble for the rest of your career? That seems to be Hennessey’s general experience here, and he doesn’t mind it nearly as much as you’d think, although in this case I’d imagine he’d really, really like James to stop kicking over hornets’ nests that are quite this big and important. On the other hand, though – from what I’ve seen, George Churchill can’t have been very popular among the other admirals. He was an effective army officer but didn’t really do much in his office as admiral, and the aforementioned Ned Russell fell out with him over a dispute about rank. Hennessey is pleased to finally be given a reason to see the asshole removed from his branch of her Majesty’s service. James and company are no doubt just relieved to have at least one powerful ally in the form of Hennessey, and to have a place to go where they’ll be at least safer than they are at present. They’re all running on fumes at this point, and a brief respite is just what the admiral ordered.

This might, in retrospect, be the first time anyone’s shown Thomas anything resembling paternal care – that’s got to be quite a change for him and Silver both. James, meanwhile, is surprisingly the one of the group that’s had something resembling an acceptable childhood and has gotten kind of used to this.

“You know James?” Thomas asked, answering John’s question, and John raised an eyebrow. “Imagine him, but older and less impulsive.”

From To the Upper Air:

You know – every time I write Hennessey, I find myself thinking, “oh. so that’s where James gets this bit of his personality.” Hennessey may not be his actual father, but he was James’ mentor and the next best thing in James’ own words. James respected him, which is to say that he probably fit the pattern of the other people in James’ life that he treats as equals – stubborn, with a feisty temper, intelligent as hell, and willing to treat James like he matters. And yet, Hennessey is an admiral – that speaks of a level of self-control that James can only dream of. Still – I can very much see Hennessey having risen to a captain’s rank and later earning an admiral’s pennant through action, not through money exchanged, and James learned a lot from him, so yes, I do in a way see him as an older version of what James might have been, had things not gone the way they did. Thomas knows James enough to recognize that when James talks about Hennessey. James would deny it all to hell and back because he’s had ten years to think some very unflattering thoughts about Hennessey, but if he tells the truth, he probably knows that it’s more than a little bit accurate. Silver here is doing his usual thing, which is to say getting a mental map of a person before he meets them if possible, because if ever there was someone who emphatically did not like surprises when it comes to interactions with people, it’s Silver.

“James McGraw,” Hennessey muttered under his breath, “when I find you, I am going to have you skinned. No. Nevermind that – I’ll do the skinning m’self.”

From To the Upper Air:

So – I very much see Admiral Hennessey as one of those men in an exalted position that didn’t get there through buying his way up through the ranks. I see him as someone who’s a bit more rough around the edges than he likes to admit in polite company, born a commoner and got to where he is through hard work and no small measure of shrewdness, so he generally knows what he’s about, and yet here – he has absolutely no clue what’s going on. He’s more than a little bit scared – he hasn’t heard from James in weeks, and the last time he did hear from him, they were having a kind of argument that wasn’t quite resolved. He knows that James has gotten involved with Thomas, and he doesn’t trust Thomas one tiny little bit. He’s afraid that the sudden breach that’s opened between himself and James might push his son to do something reckless, and he can’t for the life of him figure out what he’s done that has caused James to mistrust him, although he knows there’s something. In short – he’s feeling strong emotion, and so his accent slips just a bit and shows a bit of the man underneath the wig, so to speak. I kind of wanted to show a bit more of his personality here, because we don’t get to see too much of him as a person in the previous scene, other than that he’s not a total ogre and has heart enough to take in a frightened boy who had nowhere else to go. He doesn’t mean a word of this, of course, but under ordinary circumstances he’d be having a sharp word with James because there are rules, damn it!

In the larger story – idk, this is just a short little character beat that functions to show us that Hennessey is searching for James so that his later appearance doesn’t come completely out of the blue and ruin the flow of the story through too much exposition.

“Another chance,” Hennessey says, “is all I ask. Thank you, James.” James gives him a half-smile.“You’re welcome. Besides,” he adds, “I can hardly pass up the chance to keep calling you Admiral Henseed, now can I?”Hennessey rolls his eyes.“Damn the boy,” he says jokingly. “If I hear one chicken noise from anything lacking the requisite feathers, I shall mutiny.”

From Apologia ad Iphigeniam:

This is blatant releasing of tensions that had been building in this fic and now they’re done and we’re making chicken jokes. That’s it – four-year-old mispronunciation of a name leads to James and Hennessey starting to relax around each other again because damn the kid’s too cute and they didn’t actually want to fight with each other in the first place, although James was up for that if that’s what Hennessey was there for. Gods help Hennessey if he ever agrees to feed the chickens to help Miranda out – Thomas and James will never let him hear the end of it!

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flintsredhair:

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bean-about-townn:

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penflicks:

Where are the James/Thomas sleeping beauty AUs?

I did not know I wanted this but now I WANT THIS

Additionally, consider: a beauty and the beast AU. James is the “monster” because of course that’s how he considers himself and he has to find someone who loves him as said monster..and of course Thomas does.

oooh what if james got turned into the beast bc he had already ‘lost’ thomas. and he thought there was no chance of him finding his truest love bc thomas was already ‘dead’ 

omg so like losing thomas is literally the thing that turns him into a monster but thomas being returned to him turns him back? 

I love that but I also love the more traditional “James thinks he can’t be loved because he’s a monster and Thomas proves him wrong” storyline where Thomas meets him as a “monster” and still sees the good in him. 

no but why not both? why not one where Thomas doesn’t even recognize James in monster form and James doesn’t want him to know, but he still sees the good in him and that’s what turns him back?

Oh my god Meg Idk if you just made it 20 times more angsty or if that was my brain but what if James recognizes Thomas, but Thomas doesn’t recognize James – so of course Thomas is rather terrified because, well, giant literal monster, and he doesn’t know that it’s his truest love. And James doesn’t want to frighten him, but he also doesn’t want Thomas to know what he’s become, so he treats him well without telling him who he is, so of course Thomas sees the good and gentleness in him and stops fearing him and that’s what turns him back…and for some contrived plot reason Thomas needs to spend some amount of time with James, during which time he doesn’t know who James is and slowly gets to know him and starts to stop fearing him

yaaaaaassss that is exactly what was going through my evil brain!