100 Fandoms Challenge Card

Attempting the 100 Fandoms Challenge. To be updated periodically (hopefully!). My hope is to write all new things for this...
All works can also be found at my personal collection on Ao3

001.	universe	002.	edge	003.	cleave	004.	distance	005.	away
006.	home	007.	key	008.	star	009.	dust	010.	shadows
011.	old	012.	new	013.	borrowed	014.	blue	015.	promise
016.	dishonour	017.	wreck	018.	fix	019.	crack	020.	discover
021.	fiddle	022.	fire	023.	water	024.	waves	025.	salt
026.	balm	027.	fear	028.	wear	029.	mask	030.	truth
031.	courage	032.	hope	033.	raised	034.	fall	035.	spring
036.	birth	037.	morning	038.	welcome	039.	belong	040.	share
041.	count	042.	mean	043.	teasing	044.	fantasy	045.	game
046.	work	047.	bed	048.	turn	049.	swing	050.	kitchen
051.	cull	052.	quell	053.	arrested	054.	inside	055.	chance
056.	alive	057.	sleeping	058.	late	059.	rain	060.	bottle
061.	steal	062.	brilliant	063.	theory	064.	practice	065.	war
066.	storm	067.	voyage	068.	swim	069.	wallow	070.	settle
071.	ground	072.	space	073.	silence	074.	screech	075.	snap
076.	scratch	077.	bug	078.	lighting	079.	faded	080.	ghost
081.	history	082.	time	083.	mirror	084.	drawing	085.	trailed
086.	way	087.	run	088.	here	089.	heart	090.	perfection
091.	right	092.	sanction	093.	can	094.	collection	095.	crowd
096.	oversight	097.	graduate	098.	laughing	099.	unless	100.	final

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Shield (100 Fandoms)

The 100 Multifandom Challenge
Prompt: Laughing
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
AO3

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Heat, flames, screams: she stood in a world of chaos and pain. The tortured creak of twisting burning metal rent the air. A stench filled her nose, lacing nauseatingly around her. Over it all a high pitched laughter rang wild and cold.

Terra sat bolt upright with a gasp. The laughter still rang in her ears, not heard in months now. She shivered as her eyes tried to adjust to the dark room. That was over. That wasn’t her, it wasn’t her.

“Mama?”

The small voice cut through the laugh still sounding in her mind. Terra squinted at her doorway where the small shape of a little girl could be made out. A sigh of relief and with it more of the laughter faded from her hearing.

“What’s wrong Celia?”

The little girl shuffled in. “I had a scary dream. Can I sit with you, mama?”

It seemed nightmares plagued this night, but bad dreams were no rarity these days. Terra patted the bed.

“Of course.”

Celia sped up and jumped onto the bed. Terra pulled her in close, safe and secure. The last of the laughter faded, leaving a quiet inside and out. It was only her and the children in this place. They were safe. Celia buried her face in her shoulder with a small sigh.

Terra stroked Celia’s hair with what comfort she could give and breathed out. That weapon wasn’t her. She was here with her new family with love and warmth for as long as she could give it in this ruined world of theirs.

She was not a weapon; she was their shield.