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26 May 2018
You are a young and sometimes immature Princess. You get married to a hardass. Investigations and shenanigans are afoot.
A.K.A let's make Hux's life Hell... or fun, depending on how you look at it.
In-verse fic that will run into the events of TFA, but has AU tendencies.
You've fallen into the Underground and there doesn't seem to be much hope for you as you find yourself unable to leave your host, despite the warnings. Escaping one captor only puts you in the grasp of another. And another.
Things will get worse before they get better.
Shout-out to idontevenknowugh for betaing my fic and askellie as well as IRL friends Stacy and Dory for helping with encouragement and feedback!! Tags will be added as I go, but I won't necessarily be adding the ones relevant to a current update each time; sometimes, the tag will be for a future update instead.
Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
01 Oct 2018
Gavin, by his own assessment, has been doing a great job surviving on his own up until now. Sometimes he just needs a bit of sex to keep him grounded and help him forget his problems... too bad he has an awful taste in partners. When RK900, Nines, transfers into his department from the FBI, Gavin is skeptical of this new 'Connor clone' but he's never one to pass up a challenge. So when Nines suggests he might be more fun than Gavin's current Dom, Gavin decides a new playmate might be fun.
Unfortunately for Gavin, Nines is a little too good and now Gavin can't stop coming back.
[Set 3 Years after the events of Starting Over]
All things considered, Dipper was a fairly bright 22-year-old that averaged A-minuses on exams; perhaps not as intelligent as Stanford Pines with his numerous doctorates, but smart enough to recognize a bad idea when he saw one. There were times when he’d screwed up, but this particular mistake was costing him the remnants of his sanity. It bled into his consciousness whenever he wasn’t attempting to busy himself with other things. Even sleep offered no reprieve. He should’ve known better than to invite misery into his life in the first place.
In short: Bill Cipher’s love was poison, corroding his mind and eating away at his soul.
- Part 2 of Second Chances