I was tagged by @dazais-guardian-angel to recommend some of my own fics! I’ll list a few akayona fics first, and then a few from other fandoms.
Watch How I Soar(Akatsuki no Yona, 15,455 words) When Yona is kidnapped as a child, Hak and Soo-won fail to rescue her in time. But on a ship bound for the Kai Empire, she’s saved by none other than Captain Gi-gan’s pirates–including a fifteen-year-old Green Dragon. Jae-ha wants nothing to do with this tiny Hiryuu, but he can’t just let her go before getting to the bottom of the mystery of her kidnapping.
This was one of my first fics for this fandom. @hanyounomiko did a lot of the planning with me. Writing everyone as kids was a lot of fun, writing more interactions with Ogi was a lot of fun, and possibly my favorite part of this was writing young Soo-won. With this one, I also had a fun time thinking about how the small changes of this AU would grow to become bigger changes later, and that eventually became a sequel fic of its own (which is still unfinished).
Illuminated, Unspoken(Akatsuki no Yona, 4,778 words)
As Zeno learns more about his powers, he makes the decision to protect his king no matter what–even if Hiryuu will never acknowledge it.
So…the working title of this one was “Yet Another Sad Zeno Fic.” It didn’t end up being as much Zeno/Hiryuu as I originally wanted it to be, but there’s still a lot of Zeno-Hiryuu angst going on here, with Hiryuu refusing to allow Zeno to protect him the way Zeno needs to.
A Distant Sunrise (Akatsuki no Yona, 18,532 words)
Crown Prince Yak-shi was only three years old when King Hiryuu died, and barely remembers his father. Growing up in the shadow of a god, he struggles to make sense of his own place in the kingdom his father built. Ouryuu Zeno has always been reluctant to discuss Hiryuu and his legacy with Yak-shi, and so, when a visitor to the palace brings a chance to meet the other dragon warriors, Yak-shi decides to seek them out. But meeting them only raises more questions about Zeno—questions that Yak-shi must answer if Kouka is to move beyond Hiryuu’s memory and into the future.
I always had the impression that Zeno’s actions as Kouka’s first priest might have done more harm than good for Kouka’s development, and I wanted to explore that through a fic. So I wrote about Yak-shi coming into his own as a king and moving beyond Hiryuu’s legacy, while Zeno still lives in the past.
Conduit of Heaven (Akatsuki no Yona, 6,687 words)
All her life, Yong-hi had heard the voices of the gods—but that didn’t mean she had to like the things they said. Choosing instead to ally herself with Lord Yu-hon, she hoped for a country that could determine its own fate—and sought that freedom for herself, as well. But to be chosen by the gods is not an easy destiny to deny.
This was inspired by @sorasan000′s idea that Suwon’s mother was a priest. There’s a lot of hypothetical backstory here, some of which has since been contradicted by canon, but I still like it. Also basically inventing characters from whole cloth. I found myself shipping my versions of Yong-hi and Yu-hon really hard while writing this, but of course that couldn’t end well.
Living Bodies (Akatsuki no Yona, 3,242 words)
General Judoh struggles to accept the fact that his king is an AI. Whatever the hell that means.
This is the first fic I wrote in what I’ve been calling the “alien larp au,” a sci-fi au where Kouka plays host to extraterrestrial tourists. In this au, Suwon is an artifically intelligent supercomputer who was created to keep Kouka (and eventually the rest of the planet) under the aliens’ control, but has decided to rebel against his creators and protect the people of Kouka instead. In this particular fic, Judoh is in the process of coming to terms with the fact that his king is something utterly beyond his comprehension–but still his king.
Deep Roots (Akatsuki no Yona, 1,101 words)
Some things live longer than humans, but in the end, Zeno still has to say goodbye.
I think this one was partially inspired by Bastille’s “Laughter Lines.” But I also just liked the image of ancient trees, something that can be envisioned on a scale of centuries or even millenia, and then the idea that Zeno would hold so tight to any living thing that was older than he was.
Marsh’s Adventures in Babysitting (Mistborn, 1,177 words)
After three centuries of near-solitude, Marsh doesn’t need anyone. Certainly not a little girl who is … surprisingly persistent in being friendly.
Look, I just really love Marsh and he needs someone in-universe to love him too.
Heart of Ancient Winter(MCU and Frozen crossover, 11,312 words)
A search for the stolen Casket of Ancient Winters brings Thor and Loki to the kingdom of Arendelle. Loki thinks Queen Elsa is hiding something–but of course, he has secrets of his own.
Sibling parallels. Just, lots of sibling parallels. Also time travel, because of course (note: I saw a lot of works shipping Loki and Elsa, but this fic does not ship them).
The Freshman Experience(Welcome to Night Vale, 1,297 words)
It’s your first year at Night Vale Community College. You’ve just finished the special orientation program for non-local students, and you’re excited to meet your roommate. She’s excited to meet you, too.
I wrote this because I wanted to try my hand at something creepy, and I think I succeeded (it doesn’t feature any WTNV characters, I just borrowed the setting).
Thanks for tagging me! I’ll tag anyone who wants to do this (yes, this means you).
concept: space pirates who sound exactly like regular pirates, except replace all references to “the sea” with “the void”
“aye, the void is a harsh mistress,” the captain said, gazing out the window of her ship into the vast starry expanse. “she’ll take more than she gives, in the end. but those who are called to life in the void don’t know any other way.”
Alexandra Elbakyan is a highbrow pirate in hiding. The 27-year-old graduate student from Kazakhstan is operating a searchable online database of nearly 50 million stolen scholarly journal articles, shattering the $10 billion-per-year paywall of academic publishers.
Hello, old friend. And here we are, you and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and were very happy. And, above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think, once we’re gone, you won’t be coming back here for a while and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that, if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait 2000 years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.
Hello, old friend, and here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we’re gone, ‘you won’t be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two-thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.
Gráinne Ní Mháille (c.1530 - c.1603), commonly known as Grace O'Malley, was a legendary Irish pirate and Chieftan of the Ó Mháille clan during the 16th century.
Born around 1530, Ní Mháille was the child of a wealthy sea trader who she accompanied on his voyages from a young age. As a teenager she was married to Donal Ó Flaithbheartaigh, heir to a powerful clan, as a political move. The marriage lasted for 19 years, during which they had three children and Ní Mháille gained considerable experience commanding ships in her husband’s fleet.
Following the death of her husband and her father, Ní Mháille inherited a considerable amount of money and took over her father’s fleet of 20 ships and hundreds of sailors. She built on her father’s success to become one the dominant forces on the Irish west coast, launching raids on rival clans, forcing merchant ships to pay for safe passage, and imposing taxes on fishermen as far away as England. She also transported Gallowglass mercenaries between Scotland and Ireland, often raiding Scottish islands at the same time. Her position was strengthened by the control of several coastal castles, most prominent of which was Rockfleet Castle, which she gained through her second marriage to Risdeárd Bourke. After a year of marriage she is said to have taken control of the castle, barring Bourke from entering and yelling from a window, “I dismiss you!”.
Ní Mháille had a tumultuous relationship with the English. From the early 1560’s onward she was accused of piracy multiple times, but she won some favour with the English by assisting in coastal attacks on southern Ireland and won the respect of Sir Henry Sidney, the Lord Deputy of Ireland. However n 1579 she was besieged in her castle by English forces, who she defeated by pouring hot oil on the attackers and according to some accounts by making homemade bullets from melted down armour.
Ní Mháille made a lasting enemy in the form of Richard Bingham, the English ruler of Connacht, after she fought alongside the Bourkes in open rebellion against him from 1585 to 1589. Bingham sought revenge for the rebellion by targeting Ní Mháille, destroying her lands and property. Bingham killed Ní Mháille’s eldest son, Eoghan, and captured his castle, while making a deal with one of her other sons, Murchadh, to switch sides. Ní Mháille swore never to speak to Murchadh again after his betrayal and burned his lands.
Financially ruined, the final blow to Ní Mháille came in 1593 when Bingham captured her other son, Tiobóid, as well as her brother and threatened them with charges of treason. Ní Mháille petitioned Queen Elizabeth of England directly to ask for their release. Elizabeth sent Ní Mháille a list of questions which she answered, and later that year the two women met at Greenwich Palace near London. Despite Ní Mháille’s rough manners and refusal to bow, the two women, both in their sixties, seemed to develop a healthy respect for each other. As neither spoke the other’s language they conversed in Latin, striking an agreement that Ní Mháille’s family would be released, reparations would be made for her stolen property, and that Bingham would be removed from power.
The agreement did not last. Reparations were not fully made, and while initially stripped of his position, Bingham was eventually allowed to return to power in Ireland. Angered, Ní Mháille returned to helping Irish rebels during the Nine Years’ War. She died of old age in Rockfleet Castle at the end of the war in 1603. After her death Ní Mháille’s fighting prowess led to many Irish folk tales being told about her and she is still remembered as a legendary pirate.