I finished my fic for @fandomtrumpshate this year! It’s a Szeth/Nale in Braize AU for the amazing @blindradiant and I’m so excited!!! I stretched my writing muscles for this because I don’t usually right as much action and angst as this! 😅
https://archiveofourown.org/works/81331426
Anger was not what made Szeth’s heart constrict, what roiled and settled deep within his gut. It was… he did not know what it was. Only the loss of something he’d once thought he held, only a question breathed into the dark - did he have worth - and a yawning, gaping absence. He knew he was a tool. Knew Nin was meant to wield him. But there were times he’d held him like a weapon lowered, like something that did not need to kill. Like someone.











