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blueboltkatana · 3 years ago

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JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

GUrll ur so sexy... Like you're Hot. I don't care if you were bullied in school, you're sexy, they lied.

Also bitch I KNEW i related to you too much our ascendants are both in leo we're so hot.

Ok ok no now I'll stop complimenting and start with the roasting here we go:

So the sun is your sense of "self" it represents you on the more base level i guess you could say, like what most people think you're like is represented by your sun. With Sagittarius being your sun it means you're very energetic Especially for those things you are passionate about, you might have gone through a LOT of hobbies, only a few of them stuck around but you like to try things. You're curious about the way people's minds works, you wanna figure them out. If the conversations you have don't involve some form of psychoanalysis or philosophy you might loose interest. You are a Talker, maybe you talk very fast or you are often told to lower your voice but you don't do it on purpose you're just very very animated. You are kina volatile, in the sense that you value freedom in everything, love, work, hobbies. You have a huge rebellious streak and you kinda like testing your luck. Think adrenaline junkie. It's cliché but with this much Sagittarius in your chart you prob love traveling, like i said you will chase freedom because you associate it with happiness. If you find people that make you feel free then you feel happy. Rules don't go well with you. You don't really like being involved with fights per se but you LOVE debating, if you can beat a motherfucker with nothing but facts and logic you will and you will enjoy it.

Your way of flirting or making friends is "lowkey bullying" or my favourite "verbally throwing hands". If they shoot back you get heart eyes (my mars in sag agrees). You can be tactless as fuck tho. Like you will say some outrageous shit that MIGHT be funny if the timing is right or MIGHT make everyone in a 5 mile radius mad.

I NEED to talk about your moon in sag bc Babe, babe the moon tells us about our emotions and how we deal with them, how we express them and how they shape us. But BABE. Sagittarius moons are so bad at comforting people it's embarrassing, trying to make them think of smth else or do smth else to distract from the situation is NOT a good way to deal with your emotions... Avoiding your emotions like the plague is not gonna invent a vaccine... Saying "everything is fine :)" DOESN'T MAKE ANYTHING FINE PLEASE GO TO THERAPY. ok to give you some credit, you don't let shit bring you down, no matter what you always get up and that is a *strength* that i admire, but love you're burning the candle at both ends, especially if you get yourself in More problems by trying to distract yourself from One problem.

Also you've had a horsegirl phase or a dog obsession phase or both huh. AND your love language is sarcasm but the type that you will make someone laugh when you're insulting them. You're also hilarious irl you're prob the "funny friend" but with that scorpio mars and venus baby inside ur sad and dark as fuck ripp.

I also wanted to talk about your mercury in sag... Babe... Do you know what a brain to mouth filter IS?! do you recognize that word?!?! Cuz you have never used yours i think. Like you are hilarious but that's because you have dolphins in the head cavity baby. Not trying to say you're stupid, you're actually very smart and opinionated, probably have been told that you'd be a great lawyer or smth. But miss gurl please think before you speak for the love of god ur gonna make someone cry. Also ur mouth is foul. Have you ever spoken a sentence without a "fuck" or a "cunt" somewhere in there?! God bless.

Now for your scorpio Venus I'm just gonna say, more confirmation that ur Sexy as Fuck, scorpio venuses are just sexy, amazing partners, VERY passionate, whoever dates you will never forget you, for better or for worse you'll forever be on the back of their mind. You had a harsh emo phase huh, maybe loved some obscure shit like witchcraft or just love dressing all black like someone's mother died, i bet you wear silver jewelry a lot, maybe necklaces or rings or chockers. If this isn't how you dress now it was prob a major phase in your life. Or maybe you just love horror movies idk

Being as passionate as you are you don't take well to being mistreated or lied to, you might like to plot revenge and things like those, you wouldn't do anything... You actually prefer letting things go but you WILL make an elaborate scenario in your head at 3am or even as you stare right in the persons face.

With mars in scorpio you might be kinda passive aggressive, maybe you act like things don't really bother you but you throw a comment or two once in a while just to stir the pot bc you can't move on lmfao.

You are attracted to people that are introverts or generally just mysterious, like i said above the nature of the Sagittarius is to Learn and to Study. People that you can't immediately figure out intrigue you. All your crushes are either on geminis or water signs lmfao.

The best careers for you are the ones that allow you some freedom of either movement or expression and something that can keep your mind from flying away, something that keeps you intrigued, like research or writing. You're a very "all or nothing" person and it can sometimes scare people away, i advise you to work on compromising, being less stubborn and more open with your emotions and desires.

(part one bc I'm taking too long and I don't wanna keep you waiting so much) I'll reblog this with part 2

Alright here we go part 2 of Roasting hella until she finds out I'm hiding in her walls.

I will skip over some planets that are Very slow moving and usually don't talk about you as an individual but refer to your generation as a whole.

I wanna focus on lilith for a sec bc worstie lilith talks about our fears, our more "darker" side that we hide from ourselves as well as the people that we love. Lilith in aries in the eleventh house tells me you might be afraid to take charge, you gravitate towards positions of leadership but you let go on the last second, almost afraid to have too much control, very often self sabotaging your own success. Your anger and you own ambition might scare you, you might be afraid of appearing too aggressive bc under your skin you have a deep rooted anger and rebellion that you wish to relieve but you can't find a good enough outlet, some things soothe it but you always feel like it never leaves. It might be related to some form of resentment that you never truly dealt with and now it sits uncomfortably with you and you just can't get over it and it bothers you. You might have been shy in groups as a child, maybe you talked a lot but it was always from a fear of the silence not always because you had something to say. The eleventh house is that of groups and friends and social awareness, technology and your hopes and wishes for the future, having lilith in this house talks about someone who had a hard time feeling comfortable around people OR someone who wasn't very accepted. You might have desperately wished for friends but have found it hard to find any. Or if you did, you deep down felt very alone. I would advise to learn to accept your anger and deal with it in healthy ways instead of brushing it off and repressing it.

The north node talks about what you need to focus more in your life for example in your case with Gemini in your North node you need to focus more on your communication letting go of anxiety and your relation with other people you need to become more interested in intellectual pursuit and growth. You need to let go off the need to always be right and look more at details instead of focusing on on the bigger picture all of the time. When your North node is is in Gemini then your South node is in Sagittarius which tells me that what you should focus less on is your pursuit of freedom and your rebellion. Be more aware of your words and use them with maturity.

Now let's have some fun with the ascendent in leo which we share and now i see why ur so relatable. The first house or the ascendant is that very superficial layer of our personality, it includes the way we carry ourselves, our style, the little habits or quirks we have. One thing about leo ascendants is that we have an obsession with our hair. Hair is important to us, some have huge hair that might remind you of a lions mane, others just have very unique style or color but we ALL are lowkey or highkey obsessed with it, either constantly touching it, pulling it, chewing on it, cutting it or dying it in unique ways you name it. You might have a rather large nose or cat like eyes.

This ascendent is full of life and light, very funny, light hearted and luxurious, you want to live that good life and i don't blame you. A negative aspect is that we come of as intimidating to others. ALL of my friends AND my ex have at some point told me I was intimidating to them. It makes us prone to overcompensating for it later in life so maybe now you're super outgoing and extroverted and you approach people first and try to be super friendly. Also you're an attention whore (affectionate) with a flare for the dramatics, very flamboyant, you basically fill the room with personality, it attracts attention and you love it. You're what people would call a "sunny" person.

You're hella competitive (get it lol) and you LOVE fighting your way to the top and crushing the competition. You're probably a weirdo that low key likes school. Not the way it's run or the teachers or whatever, but the "idea" of school. If you could just learn all your life you absolutely would.

Second house in virgo. The 2nd house is the house of money, work, income, daily routines, values, material possessions, habits, work ethic ect being in virgo it means you can have an extremely good work ethic, you put a lot of thought in planning and mapping your work, you might get overly critical on your work though and often undermine your own success and efforts because they didn't fit your impossible standards. You can be very organized in your work, you want things to be a certain way and if they don't follow your plan you will Make them. Its a good position for virgo but yoh need to be aware of not overworking by trying to do Everything on your own. Let others help you, and let people in your work do their own things don't try to help if not asked to because you will overwork yourself.

The third house is that of the mind, thinking, communication, siblings, interests and early education, in your case it is in Libra which means that you're early education might not have been very stable or it was a period of time that you look back with a lot of fondness but not much substance. You are a good talker but you get lost when it comes to details, you are indecisive when it comes to settling on an opinion on something if you don't have All the facts first, you always want to be right. You are pretty open minded and easy to talk to but you might have the bad habit of rambling off topic. You change interests constantly and you prob like to talk about others, you wanna know the tea if it kills you. You prob had a crush on a childhood best friend or on a hot neighbor. Your relationship with your siblings might be pretty good, friendly, no particular resentment or anything like that, you might be the one that everyone treats a little better, people let you get away with things more often, you might be the one that takes 2 hours in the bathroom lol.

Oof fourth house in scorpio babe how are the mommy issues? 😬 How is your relationship with your femininity? Having trouble with keeping secrets? So the fourth house is the one responsible for your home roots, your family, self-care, emotions, your mother, women and your femininity and having Scorpio here tells me that you might have very strong ties to your family, but they weren't healthy or emotionally supportive. You have grown with people that might have undermined your emotions, people that didn't teach you to set healthy boundaries and maybe even manipulators and gaslighters. You might have been the type to put your foot down a lot a home, assuming a very dominant role as well as the defender. You're very private about your family life and don't want to let people too close.

Ah i just noticed u have like 3 planets in this house including ur Sun and Moon, babe this house is what you need to focus on when you go to therapy. This almost secretive, guarded approach to understanding your own emotions is very prominent in how you see yourself, how you feel and with Pluto there, how you change. I could say the biggest changes in your life have happened in these areas and they have left the biggest impacts on you. Yes you are passionate and protective but don't let bad feelings marinate forever, address them and then move on from them because they're just weighting you down.

Fifth house in sag, also the house of your mercury. This house represents Love, romance, creativity, self expression, joy and childlike spirit. It tells me the way you express your creativity is through words which makes sense since you're a great writer, but not only, the way you express Love is also through your words, expression and free thoughts are your way you tell your loved ones how much you mean to them, think poetry, long rants, music recommendations bc of specific song lyrics, you have been writing form childhood and it's one of the ways you express your view on beauty as well, to you love is freedom and freedom is expression.

Capricorn in the sixth house paired with both uranus and neptune being in it tells me there is something about your knees, joints, bones or teeth in particular that stands out when it comes to your health, maybe you tend to break your teeth, maybe you like chewing on crunchy foods, maybe your joints crack a lot, idk but I'd drink my milk if i was you, take care of your joints and bones. Also for you, being emotionally unwell often translates to being Physically unwell as well, so be mindful of your emotions because they do affect you physically. You need to keep hydrated also and your health plan needs structure for it to work bc that neptune makes everything very chaotic and uranus constantly makes you bored and wanting to spice things up. Take care of your emotional needs just as much as you would with your physical ones. And for the love of jesus be CAREFUL with alcohol or smoking because that neptune in ur health house could mean serious trouble if you let it become an addiction, don't push it.

Aquarius in the seventh house of relationships, marriage, contracts, business partners ect means you are untraditionally traditional. That makes sense in my head let me explain. Aquarius is a sign that seeks individualism desperately, it likes to feel like a special person, impossible to understand. Yet always feels comfortable in the structure of traditional and safe paths. So for example you might marry someone in a way that is not traditional but at the end of the day you wish for your marriage to have a stability you would feel safe falling into. Also it says ur gay. Air signs in the relationship house says ur gay i Make the rules.

Pisces is in the eighth house of sex, intimacy, shared finances, inheritance, taxes, loans, property, mystery, partner's resources. This tells me you fuck with feeling lmfao. Or you simply make your love life something "special", a connection that only you and ur person can share, it's what makes you an amazing lover and an unforgettable one as well. But as amazing as you are at creating a otherworldly atmosphere, ur just as shit at setting boundaries and saying something when you don't like something. You don't like to see things that you love ending and a failed relationship makes you blame yourself too much, you have the tendency to stay in situations where you are being mistreated but you tell yourself It's on you.

A recurring theme I'm seeing is some weakness when it comes to liars or manipulators in your life. So either you irrationally fear people are lying to you because you "lie" to them about yourself or a lot of people in your childhood might have used lying or gaslighting as a way to keep you under control. I would advise to try not to overthink and become paranoid, people love you and they believe in you and they aren't deceiving you, they don't secretly mean something different from what they have said. Listen to your intuition about people sure, but don't confuse it with anxiety.

With lilith and aries in the 9th house of travel and higher education and religion I'm gonna assume you might have religious trauma. Religion might have been a way that people used to try and control you, if not religion then some form of system or government law. Being queer i completely understand the sentiment but in your case it's take a step further because you Value the ideals of this house so much, with lilith here, it's like at som point in your life you were finally awakened to how much injustice there was in the world ant that has made you very inclined to take action, you cannot stand unjust government or non tolerating religions. You might have felt crushed under an unjust system and it took you a lot of will and conviction to find your individuality and build yourself how you wanted once you were free.

Your midheaven in taurus tells me you are one that will achieve any goals you set your mind to. It might take you time, you might procrastinate around it, but at the end of the day, you will do it and you will do it well and it will be rewarding. If your father isn't a Taurus then he was a stable figure in your life, very much a rock for better or for worse. In your career life people will see you as very competent, very down to earth and helpful but you know you just procrastinated till the last second possible and stayed up all night do finish your work... You will seek careers that you believe will guarantee you stable income and a comfortable life. You might indulge in luxury from time to time because you think in order to get the position you want at work you need to look the part. Ultimately it's your sheer stubbornness and spite that gets you all the way up to the top of the food chain.

The eleventh house of groups, friendships, humanitarianism, and social awareness is in your case in gemini. It tells me you value friendship extremely and you surround yourself with a diverse cast of friends, you couldn't mix your different friend groups if you tried and you have tried. You have the habit of being too friendly to everyone which makes you end up with more friends than you know what to do with. You are approachable but people can get the impression that you are putting up a show or a facade and your emotions arent genuine, it's not always the case but you need to be more truthful and assertive, put some boundaries and don't let people get away with shit you don't like. Your public persona is very well liked, seen as fun and bright and smart and overall a joy to be around.

Now that last placement... 12th house cancer, i have the same placement and babe I'm sorry for all the shit you have been through. You deserve the freedom to be unhappy and to express that unhappiness in healthy ways. You deserve to be given unconditional love and support no matter how many mistakes you say you have made no matter how overly pessimistic you are about yourself it doesn't matter you're amazing and i love you and you deserve the world.

With jupiter the planet of expansion in the 12th house of endings, spirituality, solitude and karma?! Gurl i did say u were a cult leader but i didn't think it was astrologically backed up rippp. But it also says you might have a hard time getting the motivation to finish things, you might take a long time to finish a project. This house placements also tells me you're amazing at writing emotional ass fantasy stories which by now we have confirmed, but if you have like, an original idea for a book don't hesitate to get it started babe bc u have a very promising placement for that. Don't get too dragged into a sad whirlpool of emotions and daydreams but bring your creative ideas to life and you'll be fine.

This is all I'm doing today and i think it's enough lol. I'm posting this I'm sorry to my followers for the long ass post I'll tag it so you can filter it. This was a whole psycho-astrological analysis of our favourite writer Hellspawn1975. I have wanted to study her like a new lizard species for a while and i finally got the chance thank you hella for the opportunity.

Final words to @hella1975 i hate you and I'll fuck ur mom tomorrow, gn babe <3

#warning long post #long post #i am sorry #after intense study of this species i diagnose her with #gay homosexual gay #thank you everyone

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annaadamsauthor713 · 4 years ago

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What We Do in the Shadows Movie Review

Opening Thoughts

I am so excited to get to return to doing Movie Reviews! I wanted to start off with my most favorite vampire movie of all time; What We Do in the Shadows. This movie is, in my humble opinion, the overall best vampire movie ever made, and I will fill this post with my arguments for this.

Watching Thoughts (Spoiler Alert!)

Such detailed sets and costumes. Lots of love with into this. The first reason this is the overall best vampire movie is because so many different types of vampires are represented, meaning it doesn’t matter what kind of vampires you like, there’s a character in there for every vampire fan. Relate-able. I also have an extreme aversion to dishes. ‘Vampires don’t do Dishes’ is a new motto of mine. Vlad is definitely the most quotable vampire. So many hilarious lines like ‘I was known as Vladislav the Poker.’ I LOVE the opening music in this. Another great thing I love about this movie is the human emotion these vampires seem to explode with. Ah yes, gotta have the sweet vampire x human love story for those romance lovers. Perfectly punctuated with an awkward trumpet. Something that people like to try to hide is the fact that vampires are awkward. By removing all humor, most vampire movies come off as waaaay too hoity-toity. This movie doesn’t take itself so seriously that they can’t make us laugh and enjoy the story they are telling us. They also make fun of the trope that vampirism makes you immediately a hunk or babe. A Trope which I think is a damaging thing. It keeps vampires boring and gate-kept. Where’s my cleft lip vampires? My midget vampires? Vampires with acne scars? Vampires who aren’t the hottest hottie hot who ever hotted hot? What We Do in the Shadows doesn’t have a glass ceiling saying who can and can’ be a part of the hellish legions. I would like a more in-depth look into the media of this universe. If they can find a vampire feeding on a man in the street, what is daily life for humans like there other than needing door-men to keep vampires out of the bar? Why are humans still in town? Does the vampire hunter that comes in later get paid? Is that is day job? And is Anne Rice a vampire in this universe? (Jackie named her daughter Akasha so we have to assume Anne Rice was still famous but was she still human?????) Ah, pedo hunter. That is one of the jobs I would love to have if I was a vampire. Clean up those streets! How does Jackie’s hubby feel about his wife having a master? Viago is a wonderful vampire but I find his method of finding prey to be the creepiest of the flat-mates. He reminds me of the boys who would pretend to like you while they orchestrated how to get you in bed. Every moment had a motive, and no matter what you said about your wants or needs, he’s going to take what he wants. Especially in modern times, vampires are a way to hide our sexuality in fiction, and the manipulative undertones of the romantic vampire did not escape my notice. Peter moves so smoothly through the window all I can imagine is him being pushed on a skateboard to get that silhouette. Which makes me laugh every time. The dinner scene is my favorite. Absolutely hilarious notes on virginity, mispronunciation of spaghetti, a great and blatant theft from the Lost Boys, and some really great special effects. By far the funniest scene in the movie. Not to mention, it runs into the best dance sequence of all time lol. Deacon and I would be best buds. As you may end up noticing in my novels, I am HERE for vampire turning scenes. I love how different it is for every story and even every vampire. Such a personal and extreme experience. I love it. When I was a kid I loved the idea that vampires can fly, but now that I am an adult I can only accept it if vampirism is a magical infection, not a scientific one. Luckily, these vampires can do all kinds of magic tricks so it’s fine and doesn’t bother me. Stew tickles me pink. He’s so confused. What would a modern vampire story be without the dance club? Sad and without dancing, that’s what. What is the point of living forever if you don’t truly enjoy the arts? I like the idea that the arts move vampires differently than people because it is the only way they can truly connect to humans, and their eternal lives allow them to have deeper layers of emotions that are stroked by artistic immersion. We even get a little vampires vs werewolf action for those who like that enemy dynamic (even though vampires and werewolves are rooted in the exact same myths, let them keep imagining this fight. Says a lot about the nature of humans to fight the self.) If a lion can be friends with a gazelle when not starving, so can a vampire be friends with a person, and I am here for it. Go Stew. Deacon and Nick are so similar in the root of who they are. Deacon is jealous of Nick and Nick is jealous of Stew. Deacon is just older and more careful. I would be a terrible vampire. People already grow up too fast around me while I sit in my house in dark rooms lol. My human pets would die left and right while I just kinda lost sense of time. Enter the other reason this movie is so good. Up until now it has been very funny with a few moments of gore and questionable morality. But now we get to see some sadness, which no vampire movie should be without. This movie balances humor with some gut wrenching scenes, like here where Nick can’t eat his favorite food anymore. They take a funny puking scene and make it sad and relate-able. The romance of vampires is stripped in this movie and they are shown for us for what they truly are or can be if we just let them; complex, strange, sat monsters that can hold our secret human feelings. Vampires help us explore humanity, sexuality, and mortality. They are our fears and our desires. They are us. Death is what all vampires truly embody. Our fear of death and the inevitability of it. Our desire to live forever no matter the cost, and the horrid truth that no matter how long you live, the sun will find you one day. The head blur was a good and simple trick to simulate turning a head 180 degrees. Even the vampires reacting to a house visit from the police is relate-able. ‘You will not notice anything out of the ordinary,’ she said under her breath, scooting the bong under the couch with her foot. They are very good at softening very sad scenes with humor, and toning down funny scenes with sadness, another thing many vampire movies struggle to do. I would have loved a little promo pamphlet of Wellington Vampire Laws. I would have read that shit out of that. We all have our Beasts, lol. I love that the ball is held in just some rental hall like a regular ol wedding or something. Not in a cemetery or an old gothic hall. Nope, there’s finger sandwiches and banners. I wish they would have touched on the fact that they treat witches as inhuman? I wanna know more. Again, vampires embody our fear of death, which includes our fear of age. It is inevitable, that as you age, you will outlive your friends, or they will outlive you. No one escapes without losing someone. Vampires allow us to face and figure out that fear a little bit (hopefully) before it happens to us and our loved ones. Loss is universal. No vampire movie could contend for overall best without exploring loss and how it deeply effects our lives. And we can’t feel loss without first feeling love. Loss and love are at the heart of what a vampire needs to touch our hearts. Without it they are just monsters. But a perfect movie wouldn’t end on a sour or somber note, in my opinion, and What We Do in the Shadows delivers a lovely and light-hearted wrap-up to the best vampire movie ever made.

Closing Thoughts

It doesn’t matter what kind of vampire fan you are, whether you’re an Anne Rice fan, only like pre-1900’s vamps, a fan of the vamp vs wolf stories, or a twi-hard, you have something for you in this movie. If you like romance, or the chase, or drama, or comedy, you have something for you here. If you like theater art or music, this movie has lots of special effects, acting tricks, and amazing music. It explores deep themes while never losing the pace of humor. It has adult jokes but not so many you couldn’t show it to your mom. And the credits aren’t boring, filled with more scenes and great jams. Leave a comment, reblog, or send me an ask and tell me; what do you think is overall the best vampire movie ever made. Do you agree with me or do you have something else in mind?

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spnfanficpond · 5 years ago

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June Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

NOTE: WE’VE BEEN HAVING OCCASIONAL PROBLEMS WITH ASKS GOING MISSING. Please use the Submit button when submitting your nominations and make sure you’re signed into Tumblr or your URL won’t show. (If the form asks for your name and email address, then you’re not signed in.) If you like, you can also send a message to Michelle or Mana to check and make sure we got your submission.

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE JUNE’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @wingedcatninja and @mrswhozeewhatsis and @manawhaat

The Song Remains the Same (oneshot) by @sammit-janet

@wingedcatninja said - This fic by @sammit-janet is the best case fic I have ever read. It has everything: drama, angst, a witch curse, perfect characterization. Reading it was like being inside an episode of Supernatural. And, without spoiling anything, the ending broke my heart. To quote my own comment when I reblogged it:

“I don’t even know where to start. The story is fantastic. The prose is beautiful. The characterization is on point. The angst is delightfully painful. It’s just overall amazing. Thank you for sharing this awesome piece of art.”

@mrswhozeewhatsis said - The painful ingenuity of the spell in this case fic is genius. Pure freaking genius! Painful as hell, but genius. Characterization is wonderful, as always, and my heart is a little more broken, but I’m used to that with Sammit!! Brava!!!! *throws roses at you*

@manawhaat said- WOW! That was fucking awesome! We see witch spells so often and (maybe it’s bc of the genre I’m reading but) they’re always like lust spells of some sort, so it was super refreshing to see this kind of spell. This whole thing was just really well done, super interesting, perfectly in character and the realm of spn. And that last little bit. UGH! SO PERFECT! So Dean! So spot on! So fitting and heartbreaking and such a perfect little add on. I swear, this whole thing legit felt like I watched an episode of the show. This case fic is a perfect example of how I want every fic to read. I want the drama, the suspense, the emotion, the subtleties, the Winchesters as they truly are, this kind of gentle care for detail and attention to creating a realistic feel. I can’t say it enough- this is fucking FANTASTIC!

Nominated by @wingedcatninja

Never Wanna Say Goodbye (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitch

This is deliciously painful angst that leaves you with tears in your eyes and a smile on your lips.

Nominated by @risingphoenix761

Salty Stockings (oneshot) by @slytherkins

Cute, hilarious, and just the right amount of crack. Also risque and suggestive. Did I mention this is hilarious? So much good stuff in a short fic, and imagine if anyone suggested Dean take this with him on a hunt!

Nominated by @manawhaat

True or False (oneshot) by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

The way this starts instantly pulls you in. There’s so much pent up shit rattling through Dean and the way it’s reciprocated through Y/n is an amazing build. There’s so much emotion and vulnerability to this entire thing, and it’s done in a way that’s completely believable and realistic for Dean. Fuck. It’s smart and really just opens them both up in such a refreshing way that speaks of Dean’s bravery, even in the face of being raw and exposed to someone else. And the way the tables turn. *screeches and flaps on the floor* Be still my fucking heart! I fucking adore this and the way you approached this fic and premise. There are so many ways it could have gone wrong or lost its power and impact, but you fucking nailed it!

Covet (series) by @waywardjoy

Fucking Christ, this series stressed me the fuck out, but in the best way possible. The cliffhangers, the dark grittiness. The insanity! Fuck, I absolutely love it when stories are written in a way that completely immerse me in it. It’s dark, like, really dark. Fuck. It just hurts.

The Beginning of The End (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitch

OW! There is a secret desperation in this that is absolutely brutal and tears your heart in two. The way Dean is written is eye-opening and really just drags you down into a depth of pain and grief that only a Winchester can feel. I feel like I should say something about the sex being hot, but I can’t. Because to me it’s just so rough, borderline too rough, and so emotional. Which might sound weird, but in this situation and with the way everything is presented that scene is honest as fuck, very believable, and powerful. At some point things become more about the emotional release than they do being sexy, and this is a gorgeous example of that kind of repressed emotion roaring to life in ‘bottle it up forever’ Dean Winchester. This fic hurts so good all the way through and in different ways. That in itself is a feat, so have so many layers in one story. It’s anger and hurt and guilt and worry and all of it is wrapped so delicately together in this fucking stunning piece of art.

Born This Way (oneshot) by @evansrogerskitten

HAPPY PRIDE MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!! This fuckin’ fic! Wow. This is the definition of the spn family. There’s so much love and support wrapped up in this story, in this fucking dream. I rarely get like, actually emotional reading fics (because I’m a heartless bitch) but this has me sitting here clutching my chest with my eyes closed just full body squeeing and smiling and my gut is clenching with all the emotion. There is something to be said of the spn family being allies. This song, this setting, this family, and the moment you’ve created here is so important and such a special thing! AND, as if the fic itself wasn’t enough to make me burst into happy tears, the tweets at the bottom sure the fuck were! Honestly, everything about this is so spot on and believable and just fucking pure and good.

Castiel Imagine (drabble) by @webcricket

Holy hell, that Cas fic was not only incredibly fucking sensual and well done but it was just so full of amazing language. Fantastic! I feel like a lot of writers who try to beef up their language tend to use words that feel out of place, but your consistency and the way you weave them together made me slow down to savor every line and that was such a beautiful thing.

Nominated by @sorenmarie87

Life for Rent (series) by @winchest09

The series has just started but I can’t wait to see where it goes. I love a good mobster!au and the set up so far has me wondering what’s going to happen next.

What Research? (oneshot) by @becs-bunker

What do I say about this other than I loved it? I mean Sam has been busy and the reader just wants some attention from him. Of course, they accomplish what they set out to do and it’s worth the read.

Born This Way by @evansrogerskitten

This was a fantastic fic. The reader has the casts approval and support, and the way they came out was fantastic. I almost cried, no lie. Ash’s fics are always fantastic but this hit me in an unsuspected way.

Once Upon A Dream (oneshot) by @welldonebeca

I haven’t honestly seen that many Human!Gabe fics let alone Alpha!Gabe at that. The story is so sweet.

Fallen Productions (series) by @welldonebeca

I always admire authors who can write A/B/O but this mini series works its way through the original Team Free Will in a different way.

He Is (series) by @coffee-obsessed-writer

This whole series is super sweet. Each chapter shows just what Dean means to you, and Jen nails it in each of them.

Make You Feel My Love (series) by @sofreddie

This was such a sweet A/B/O series. I love that Dean and the reader took their time, I mean Dean eased her through her earlier heats but I think it was sweet that it was just smut off the bat.

Nominated by @iflostreturntosteverogers

Almond Milk Lies (series) by @fictionalabyss

Mel is a fantastic writer 💕

Nominated by @shy-violet-soul

The Girl Next Door (series) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

An engaging AU, this writer keeps you hooked with well-paced timing & plot. Portrayal of characters is consistent with the show, which other fics struggle with when not in the SPN world. The story line is believable and genuine, and I enjoy the banter between the 2 main pairing-folks. Bravo!

Sunsets by @crispychrissy

Damn. This work is so beautifully painful, or painfully beautiful, it’s hard to find words. I don’t want to comment on a favorite part to avoid giving away the plot. But this writer has captured a lesser-written character powerfully and consistently, and hooks you in with strong imagery and pacing. Hold on to your heartstrings for this one.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

As with the BFAs, these are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

#spn fic rec #afas #angel fish awards #afa masterlist #fic rec #spn #supernatural #spn fanfic #spn fanfiction #supernatural fanfiction #Supernatural fanfic #spn fan fiction #supernatural fan fiction #fanfiction

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niall-official · 6 years ago

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Hiii! I’ve never done a fic rec before but I read a ton so I figured why not! Please don’t forget to give kudos and comment on fics you enjoy! Also, I reblog a lot more fics on my fic blog @verylarryfics so please check it out!

📚 All I Do Is Want You by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10 (Harry/Louis, 31k) “Lou, if he knew how you felt, he might change how he feels?”

“And that’s the last thing I want!” Louis threw up his hands as he spoke, exasperated as he always was when it came to this particular topic of conversation. “I don’t want him to feel like he owes me something, or that he has to reciprocate my feelings, Zayn. He doesn’t feel that way towards me and I’ve come to terms with that, okay? You need to as well.”

“I would if you actually meant it,” Zayn mumbled in reply, barely ducking in time as Louis lobbed a cushion at him. “You know this isn’t healthy, right? That you can’t just keep fucking him because you’re scared you’re gonna lose him?”

Harry loves his best mate Louis. He especially loves the casual sex they indulge in. Trouble is, Louis’ in love with Harry. Surely it’s destined to end in heartbreak…

📚 Charisma by lululawrence / @lululawrence (Harry/Louis, 5k) Harry was smiling, and maybe blushing a little as well, as he accepted the phone back. “Thank you,” he glanced down at his phone and then said, “Louis.”

Smiling happily at the way Harry had said his name, Louis watched him leave the room. The further away he got, the more confused Louis was. Yes, Harry was gorgeous, but how the hell had he forgotten that Harry was also the man who had caused him to almost have a major accident earlier because of his haphazard driving? How had he allowed Harry to distract him with his charm to the extent that instead of giving the man a lecture, Louis accepted the offer of a date?

Well. Whatever the reason was, Louis wouldn’t forget when Harry called. Louis would give him a piece of his mind then and see if Harry still wanted to go out with him at that point. Because yeah, Louis was not mad enough about his overreaction to Harry, both on the road and at the event tonight, to turn that opportunity for a date down. He wasn’t stupid.

Or the one where Harry feeds on awesomeness (possibly literally). Louis is awesome and also angry. They’re probably going to fall in love

📚 Come to My Window by gettingaphdinlarry / @gettingaphdinmomo (Zayn/Liam, 4k) It had become their joke, ever since Zayn had come out. One of them would do something stupid—burp or trip or slosh their pint of beer—and the other would say, “You could’ve texted me” or “that wasn’t worth texting me?”

When Zayn got a full scholarship to college, he sent Liam a message. Need to talk to you. Call me. When Liam said to text it, Zayn said no.

That’s how it was, and they both knew it. You can text me was for easy things, nothing serious. If it was serious, it got a phone call.

But an hour ago, Liam had texted back.

-Zayn and Liam were best friends for years — and then things changed.

📚 don’t care if you’re too loud by disgruntledkittenface / @disgruntledkittenface (Liam/Nick, 2k) @grimmers did you take inspiration from @liampayne? Is that his workout secret?

📚 Enjoy The Ride by 2tiedships2 / @2tiedships2 (Harry/Louis, 11k) Or the one where Louis, an omega more than tired of being treated as lesser than alphas, is forced on a road trip by his beta besties only to meet Harry who might just be the alpha he never knew he wanted.

📚 (even when I messed it up) There You Are by rosegoldhl / @rosegoldhlfics (Zayn/Liam, 9k) “It’s so cold,” came a deep voice from his right.

Zayn snapped his head towards the source of the melodic sound, his heart wildly rabbiting in his chest. Liam Payne, firefighter.That’s all he knew about the boy with the kind brown eyes and pretty lips, who had moved to the apartment next to Zayn’s a few months back. He had dug that info from the mailbox downstairs– it was a low moment, he could admit that, but he didn’t do anything illegal, just slightly creepy.

“Maybe you ought to wear something then,” Zayn remarked, nodding towards Liam’s bare chest as he let out the smoke he had inhaled.

📚 going live by jaerie / @jaerie (Harry/Louis, 15k) Harry has only done this cam thing a handful of times when another camboy pops in to view his stream and unintentionally stirs things up a bit.

Or Louis and Harry are both camboys for some extra cash and meet each other in an unconventional way

📚 I don’t want a taste (I want it all) by thedaggerrose / @thedaggerrose (Harry/Louis, 3k) What Louis really needed was a fat fucking nap.

What Louis got instead was some hipster-looking wannabe arguing with him over the validity of avocado toast.

Or the AU where Harry tells Louis to go fuck himself, Louis tells Harry to fuck him himself, and Harry follows through.

📚 it started with you and started with me by thearcherballet (Zayn/Liam, 11k) It starts like this: you love a boy more than you love your own music, until he becomes the song your heart sings.

Solo artist Zayn Malik is recording his third album when he finds himself working with a new music producer, the amateur talent Liam Payne. Liam is saddled with the task to prove that Zayn can be the greatest musician of the 21st century.

Zayn’s musical barriers start melting away as things get heated up in the recording studio.

📚 Life Saver by objectlesson / @horsegirlharry (Harry/Louis, 30k) Nerd Boy’s giant, dorky, adorable hand shoots into the air. Louis notices he has chipped red polish on a few of his nails and some tattered friendship-looking bracelets, like the sort you make in camp, and he might hear the distant chime of wedding bells. He thought he didn’t even believe in marriage because it’s, like, oppressive and heteronormative or whatever, but that was before Styles, Harry (Harry Styles!!! What an absurd, wonderful name! What a perfect thing to scrawl in the margins of all his notebooks surrounded in hearts!) appeared in the bio lab at his new school and ruined all his principles forever.

or Louis is a sweetheart punk with a theater background and a heart of gold, Harry is an inexperienced nerd who plays by the rules. Classmates, lab partners, and eventually friends, what happens when Louis knows he’s in love, but doesn’t know how tell Harry?

📚 my favourite colour is you by velvetnoodle / @velvetnoodle (Harry/Louis, 2k) Harry and Louis have been best friends for decades, and practically attached at the hip the entire time. Harry would scoff whenever the people closest to them would question their lack of an actual relationship, because the idea of the two of them being anything more than friends is the most preposterous thing he can think of.

Until, one day, it isn’t.

📚 Of the Earth by angelichl / @angelichl (Harry/Louis, 24k) Harry embarks on a backpacking trip in West Virginia to figure his life out after breaking up with his boyfriend. He meets Louis along the way.

📚 Superhuman Tonight by anonymous for @popularryculture fic fest (Harry/Louis, 23k) A group of young offenders doing community service get struck by lightning during a storm, and begin to develop superpowers.

📚 the little things i’d do to lose you again by larrymaybe22 / @larrymaybe22 (Harry/Louis, 11k) Louis wishes he could erase the look of defeat and regret painted over Harry’s face from his memory.

“I think maybe we just found each other at the wrong time.”

“No,” Louis shakes his head, “There’s never been anything wrong about us. You can’t just call the last two and half years wrong.”

Or, the one where being in love isn’t always enough the first time around.

📚 There’s Nothing I Can Do (I Only Wanna Be With You) by chaoticallyyours / @hazzaskilt (Harry/Louis, 6k) Roommates Harry and Louis both consider themselves matchmakers. Louis’ latest crusade is finding the perfect match for Harry, despite the admittedly disastrous results. With just a little bit of help from their friends and a lot of whining, Louis realizes that the best match for Harry might just be the person already sharing his flat.

OR: Louis is a dumb gay who doesn’t realize he’s in love with his best friend. Until he does.

📚 to the brim with fright by hereforlou / @hereforlou (Harry/Louis, 14k) The only reason he’s here is because it’s tradition. And also, Harry said it’d be fun to make Liam wet himself in fear and Louis agreed. It’ll be hilarious. He’s not an insecure new transfer anymore, thank you very much. It took him no more than a week to insert himself into a group, to get invited to his first party, and to start crushing on someone—he’s not what anyone would call socially impaired. He doesn’t need validation.

(Or, the one where Louis’ high and scared and Harry’s…also high and scared.)

📚 two loves have i by wreckingtomlinson / @humhalleloujah (Harry/Louis, 2k) “So, hang on a minute.” Niall puts the pen down. “You’re really trying to tell me that you think two people who look alike moving into the same building around the same time makes more sense than Louis cutting his hair and changing his clothes in the four days since you last saw him?”

~or, Harry is convinced the new guy who’s just moved into his apartment complex is not only hot, but has an equally hot doppelgänger.

📚 What I’ve Been Waiting For by styleandsin / @styleandsin (Harry/Louis, 14k) “Have you checked your twitter mentions lately?” Liam asks, almost hesitantly.

“‘Course not, I’ve been busy relaxing.” Louis gives Liam a smile, “Besides, isn’t that your job?”

“Well, I mean… Kind of, but you should check them.”

Louis sighs, “Fine.”

He picks his phone up from the table and takes a scroll through twitter, finding that apparently the book he was carrying on the way out of the airport was visible enough to see in the pap shots, and now his fans are excited. From about three minutes of scrolling and reading tweets he gathers the following: he and Harry share an overlap in fans, a lot of people are thankful for the book recommendation, some people say they ship him and Harry, whatever that means, oh and Harry Styles has seen the photos.

Or, Louis is famous for his singing. Harry is semi-famous for his writing. They’re both fans of each other.

📚 Whirlwind by sweetums / @darlou (Harry/Louis, 5k) “Noisy boys over at that table there, yes, you two, would you like to share something with us?”

“I was just saying that you’re probably the only person who’s ever literally taken my breath away”

AU inspired by Phoebe and David from Friends.

📚 (you and me are) the difference between real love and the love on TV by hipsterchrist (Niall/Shawn, 20k) Some pap photos spread like wildfire across the internet, published frantically on braindead celebrity gossip sites with headlines like “SHAWN MENDES AND NIALL HORAN: MORE THAN FRIENDS?” and poorly written articles full of puns on their song titles. His Twitter mentions are flooded with fans, both excited and distraught, and he clicks away from the trending topics tab as soon as he sees that he and Shawn have their own Twitter Moment. It’s all been thoroughly planned and carefully orchestrated - they all knew this is exactly what would happen - and it’s still fucking disarming as hell.

Or: a coming out story, a fake relationship, a realization of what everybody already knew.

📚 you’re the song stuck in my head (every song that i’ve ever loved) by hipsterchrist (Niall/Shawn, 13k) the thing is: niall is sure of shawn.

#posting this for #28th appreciation #fic rec #!!!!!!!!!

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dramaqueeenamby · 7 years ago

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Space Between (2)

A/N: So I clearly don’t know how to stick to my word because here I am with chapter 2 already. *sighs*

But the feedback to this has just been so crazy! I swear, you guys make me feel like I could post a 10-word story, and you’d still go crazy over it.

You just don’t know what all the comments, likes, and reblogs mean to me...

But enough of the sentimental shit. Lmao.

I’m making a Taglist for this series as a few people have asked to be tagged in future parts so if you too would like to be added, reply or DM me, and I’ll be sure to add you! :)

TAGLIST: @katshrev @elaindeereads

Lastly, you all know I like visuals so the following graphic is for Y/N’s outfit and a picture of Bunme (BUN-MAY).

Words: 3005

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Space Between (2)

Several things became abundantly clear in less than 24 hours of arrival in Wakanda.

1. Y/N was screwed.

2. Y/N was really screwed.

3. Y/N was completely, totally, and royally screwed.

The end.

That short but accurate conclusion was evident by Bunme being unable to let go of the little display a certain king had put on for her.

She was currently petitioning her mother to let her have two “kitties”, one for each of them.

“I’ll watch it, mommy. I promise!”

Y/N managed a small smile as she continued to unpack their bags, loading their clothes and such in the expansive closet of their conjoined rooms.

She wasn’t certain, but Y/N would guess that their temporary living quarters were the same size as a wing of her palace back home.

Of course, her daughter fell in love immediately, running around and jumping on the bed.

Honestly, had that child heard anything that she said on the jet?

“The king is nice.”

She paused mid-fold at that, stopping herself from saying anything too problematic. “Time will tell, my love.” She finished a stack of clothes and then glanced at the clock to see it was nearing Bunme‘s evening nap time.

And, as if she knew what her mother was about to say, the little girl hopped off the bed (doll in hand) and excitedly announced that she was hungry.

Y/N frowned. It had been a while since the two of them had eaten. The only thing was that it meant having to leave the room and leaving the room ignited the risk of her running into a certain someone that she was prepared to work her hardest to avoid.

“Hi!”

Y/N broke from her thoughts to see that her energetic child had opened the door, revealing T’Challa’s sister and Nakia.

“You’re pretty.” Bunme aww’d at both of them before pointing to her. “Just like mommy.”

Both women laughed as Shuri made a half-joking request.

“Can we keep her, please?”

Bunme, however, was not having that.

“Nooooo!” Her legs carried her over to her mother as she hid in the back of her dress. “I wanna stay with mommy.”

Y/N laughed softly and patted the top of her head before explaining. “She doesn’t mean forever, Bun Bun.”

The child poked one eye open. “Really?” She nodded and the little princess ran back over to them. “Then you can keep me, but not for a long time cause mommy might miss me.”

Nakia’s jaw dropped as she made a slight moaning sound. “She is adorable.”

“You haven’t seen her at bedtime.” Her mother teased before realizing that they were still standing in the doorway. “Oh, please, come in.”

They obliged with Nakia taking a seat on a nearby chair. However, Shuri walked over to Y/N and handed her a beaded bracelet.

“What is this?” She frowned in confusion.

“Kimoyo beads. They’re kinda our niche around hear. You know how the Americans have their cell phones? Well, we have these and they’re much, much better.” A beat. “And not just because I designed them.”

“Of course not.” Nakia teased as Y/N noticed that Bunme was playing with her own Kimoyo bracelet.

“That’s right,” Y/N started as brief vignettes of the few pleasant conversations she’d had with T’Challa came to mind. “You are a scientist, correct?”

“I am. The head of all scientific and complex creations in Wakanda.” The teenager beamed before frowning. “But how did you know that? I mean, about me being a scientist.”

Damn

Yeah, this was definitely going to be a challenge.

“Uh, your brother told me one time.” She confessed realizing that she couldn’t lie to the girl even if she wanted.

“You and T’Challa have met before?” Nakia spoke up.

“Yes.” She curled her toes to keep from biting her tongue. “At Oxford.”

“You were classmates?” Shari’s eyes bugged open.

“Something like that.” Y/N mumbled before realizing how accusative and suggestive that sounded. “We were both pursuing our doctorates and happened to end up in the same class.”

She never did and probably would never understand how that happened. He was pursuing his Ph.D in Physics; she was going for hers in education with an emphasis in early childhood advocacy and intervention.

The two just didn’t go together.

Kind of like us....

“I wonder why he didn’t say anything.” Shuri wondered.

“We weren’t close or anything like that.” She quickly interjected. “Moreso acquaintances.” Before anyone else could ask any more personal questions about her time in America, she changed the subject. “I don’t mean to impose, but could one of you possibly show me where the kitchen is. Bunme would like a snack.”

“We can take her.” Nakia offered as Y/N realized her daughter was literally sitting in the woman’s lap, the Kimoyo bracelet in her small hands. “Give you some time to relax.”

“Oh, that’s okay. She doesn’t really take well to strang-“

“Please mommy! I wanna see the castle!”

Y/N suddenly realized that she was being punished for something. Since when did her mini-me become the social butterfly? Bunme was never this open with strangers back at home.

“You’re going to the kitchen, Bun Bun. Not on a tour.”

“But-“

“No but’s.” She said more firmly as the little girl pouted.

“It’s okay, princess.” Shuri comforted. “Brother asked to show you and your mommy around anyway.”

“That’s rig-wait, what?” Yup. Definitely being punished.

“Yes. We’d actually offered to do it for him, but he was quite adamant.” Nakia explained. “Although now that it’s been revealed you two know each other-“

“Of each other.” She added nervously. “And it’s been quite some time anyway.”

“All the more reason for you guys to catch up.” Shuri beamed.

Sure, right after I throw up.

“Can we go now?” The child complained, clearly growing bored with a conversation that she couldn’t understand.

“Can we?” Shuri winked and Y/N couldn’t help but laugh. T’challa’s sister was a gem. She just wondered what the hell happened to him.

“I suppose.”

“Yay!”

“But please do not keep her too long, she has to take her nap before It gets too late.” She implored.

“No nap!” Bunme pouted as she tried dragging Nakia by her hand. “I can stay up forever!” She shouted and while the other two women found it absolutely hilarious, Y/N was trying to figure out what the hell was going on with her poor child.

“We’ll have her back in an hour,” Nakia assured as the three left out the room just as Dumi was entering.

“Your Highness.”

“I do wish you’d stop calling me that.” She gave him a slight smile.

He too smiled, his pearly whites a contrast against his smooth, chocolate skin. “Would you like for me to go with her?”

She shook her head. “That is not necessary....she’s in good hands.” He only nodded, successfully hiding his disappointment with her answer. “What do you think of it here so far?”

He walked over to the large window and stared at the scenery. “It is....quiet.”

“I noticed that too.” She chuckled and walked over to stand beside him. “We are not used to this way of life. This....normalcy.”

“I fear we might become spoiled.” He confessed with a hint of humor in his voice. “And what of you?”

She turned to look up at him. “What of me?”

“You’ve been quiet since we arrived.”

“I think Bunme has spoken enough for all of us, don’t you think?”

“That is-“

“Take the rest of the day off, Dumi.” She offered. “You should be tired of watching over us, anyway.”

“Nay, it is an honor, your majesty.”

She smiled warmly, grateful for his companionship and loyalty. “And that is precisely why you deserve some rest. Go. I wish to do the same before a hyper daughter of mine returns.”

Dumi hesitated but eventually bowed. “As you wish.” He was halfway out the door when he reminded. “I am only down the hall should you need anything.”

“Thank you.” She replied and he left.

Y/N contemplated trying to take a nap but remembered the luxurious bathroom that housed a glorious looking shower and decided to freshen up. She spent about twenty minutes standing under the strong stream of water before exiting and replacing her royal attire with a more relaxed ensemble of pants and a shirt.

She tied her large Senegalese twists back with a ribbon and applied a thin layer of chapstick. Following that, she realized just how hungry she was and decided to venture out the room to find the kitchen.

After all, how hard could it be to locate? All she had to do was listen for her loud-mouthed daughter.

And honestly, her chances of running into him were slim to none. After all, he was a king now. Surely he had kingly duties to attend to.

Right?

“Y/N?”

FUCK

She briefly contempt making a run for it but realized that would be utterly stupid and start rumors of her being psychotic.

She also thought about ignoring him but again remembered how he had opened up his home to her and Bunme.

She took a small breath and turned around to see him. “T’Challa....hello.”

He eyed her wearily. “Is everything alright?” No. Far from it. “What brings you over here?”

“Where is here?”

He gestured to a large door just a few feet away. “My office.”

........Of course

“I was looking for the...kitchen.” She stammered, suddenly wishing she’d just eaten the pack of peanuts she had in her bag.

Amusement twinkled in his eyes. “You will not find it in this wing.”

She sighed and shut her eyes. “Because this is your wing....isn’t it?” He nodded and she groaned. “I apologize. I suppose I should have just asked.”

“No worries.” He waved off her contrite statement, and she hated that. Why was he being....nice? “I shall show you where it is.”

Her stomach dropped. “That’s not necessary.”

“So you’d rather continue to roam aimlessly around?” He truly was amused by the whole thing; she wasn’t.

She narrowed her eyes. “I am perfectly capable of finding my way without your help.” She started to add on a “your highness” but decided against it.

“Yes, of course.” She was trying extremely hard to not smack that smug smirk off his face. “Because you’ve done such a good job, so far.”

Scratch that. He was still the same.

She realized that he was walking away and quickly sped up so that she was, unfortunately, by his side.

“You know, coming here and seeing this, all of this, the real Wakanda,” she raised a brow and scoffed. “You make so much more sense now.”

He caught the insulting nature of her comment. “Let me guess...... arrogant asshole?” He referred to the first time they met where she insulted him in her native Swahili, unaware that he also spoke and understood that language.

“Pompous asshole,” she corrected. “Then again, I suppose both work, no?”

He smiled. “Interchangeable they are, but an accurate description, ahh, I’d say not.”

“I beg to differ.” She smiled acridly and shook her head. “You always were incapable of seeing your own faults.”

He eyed her quizzically. “You begging....now that would be a sight.” A beat. “Or should I say was.”

Her eyes widened in shock at his boldness. Without thinking, she moved in front of him, scrunching the front of his clothes and forced him against the nearby wall.

“I do not care if you are the king or the black panther, speak of that night again, to me, or to anyone, and it will be the last thing that you do.” She threatened without a care in the world for the consequences. “Your majesty.” She released his shirt when she realized how hard she was pushing into him or rather, how solid he felt underneath her soft hands.

Her hand involuntary clenched at her side.

He stared down at her with utter amusement, unfazed by her threat when a diagonal mark, a scar, across her cheek instantly caught his eye.

He stepped forward and she, backward. He instinctively circled his left arm around the small of her back to keep her from moving away.

Meanwhile, Y/N was wondering why she didn’t use her powers to shock his touch away, why his touch literally burned the small exposed portion of her back, why she couldn’t find it in herself to push him off her.

She was just frozen, her eyes burning into his as he brought his hand to her cheek, his long, coarse fingers grazing over the scar.

“What happened?” He asked in nearly perfect Swahili, better than some native speakers.

Shit, why did he have to be so cultured?

Her mouth faltered before she attained a small sense of composure. “Let me go, T’Challa.”

“Answer my question.”

His commanding tone broke her from her trance as she growled and attempted to jerk herself out of his grasp.

“I don’t answer to you.” She hissed quietly as a guard walked past the two of them. “Now let me go. Now.”

“I want an answer.” He matched her tone, and Y/N realized that neither was going to relent.

I warned him.

She squinted her eyes focused on him, taking in her environment, tuning in with nature as for her, it was everywhere she went.

T’Challa watched in confusion as she continued to stare at him with intent, tilting her head as her chest started to heave. All of a sudden, he felt an irritating sensation in his ears as though someone was screaming directly in them. He could tolerate it at first, but then it started to exacerbate and he noticed that her eyes were starting to gloss over with white, allowing him to put two and two together.

“What are yo-Bast!” He finally could not take it as he released her to grab onto the sides of his head, covering his ears. “Damnit woman, why must you always be so difficult?”

Y/N released a breath, that taking more out of her than she anticipated as she forgot T’Challa was enhanced.

“I asked you once.” She responded with serene calmness. “You would not lis-“

“My son.”

T’Challa’s head snapped in the direction of the stranger as Y/N gazed upon the woman dressed in royal robes. She wore an apparent warm smile, but the princess had seen enough of those for her to tell that that the woman was clearly displeased with what she’d seen.

“Mama” T’Challa spoke and approached her, placing a kiss on her cheek before he turned back around to face her. “This is-“

“I am aware.” His mother as she was called spoke with a mixture of faux kindness and a minute amount of irritation. “I am Ramonda,

Nevertheless, she was all too familiar with dealing with people who clearly didn’t like her or, at the very least, weren’t fond of her. “Your Highness.” She dipped down into a slight bow. “Allow me to thank you for granting us refuge.”

Ramonda’s smile faltered slightly. “Well, my son is king…his word is law.”

Y/N raised her brow as she understood what the older woman was implying.

She didn’t approve or like that T’Challa had authorized this.

“Mommy!” Y/N turned around and smiled at her happiness.

“Bun Bun.” She leaned down and spread her arms as the child came charging toward her. The mother-daughter duo giggled together as Nakia and Shuri watched the precious interaction. “Did you enjoy your snack?”

She nodded enthusiastically and looked over Y/N’s shoulder to see Ramonda and T’Challa.

“Kitty!”

Shuri and Nakia laughed from behind her while T’Challa laughed softly.

Y/N clenched her eyes shut. Only her daughter. “Bunme, that’s not-“

“It’s fine.” The king waved off her correction as she turned around with Bunme still in her arms. “Hello, Bunme.”

“Hi!” The child said with an unnecessary loudness as Y/N chuckled and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “Do you meow?”

“Can we please keep her?” Shuri moaned. “She’s golden.”

“Bunme.” Y/N laughed nervously and motioned to Ramonda. “There’s an adult in the room.”

She craned her head up to look at her mom. “But we’re in the hallway….”

“Bun.” She whispered as the little girl sighed and broke away from her mother to stand in front of Ramonda as she curtsied.

“Your majesty.” She said quietly and surprised everyone except for Y/N when she immediately retreated back to the safety of her mother’s arms.

However, Y/N knew that her daughter picked up on Ramonda’s hostility and it discouraged her from being as affable as she was with everyone else.

The Queen Mother stared down at Bunme with an unreadable expression, almost in a trance-like state before she cleared her throat.

“I…I did not realize that you have a child.” Ramonda stammered, clearly perturbed by this newfound information as she continued to stare at Bunme, something that was starting to irk her mother.

“I do.” Y/N swooped down and picked up Bunme just as the little girl was finishing a yawn, the little girl laying her head down on her mother’s chest. “Is that a problem?”

Ramonda raised her perfectly arched brow. “You just seem so…..young.”

“Hmm. Yes, 28 with a child and a bachelor’s, masters, and my Ph.D.” She forced a faux, sad sigh. “Such a disappointment.” Y/N heard snickering behind her from Nakia and Shuri as well as a hint of admiration from T’Challa. “It was nice meeting you, but I should go put her down for her nap.” She didn’t give Ramonda a chance to respond before she turned on her heel and looked over at the other two women. “You think I could get a special tour of the kitchen once she’s sleep?” She motioned down to Bunme who was already stumbling into slumber.

“Of course.” Nakia beamed. “Just let us know when.”

“Great.” Y/N grinned, turned around, and walked past T’Challa and his mother without another glance.

Y/N - 1

Queen Bitch Mother - 0

Y/N - 1

Black Kitty Panther - 0****

****Subject to change

#Space Between #T'Challa udaku #black panther imagine #black panther fanfiction #Shuri #Nakia #Ramonda #T'Challa imagine #T'Challa x reader #black panther

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jamesnbarnes · 7 years ago

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to be human

Pairing(s): Steve x Bucky

Summary:

“Steve,�� Bucky says lowly, a warning. “This is uncharted territory. This isn’t- this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“But it did,” Steve says, cursing under his breath. “It happened, Buck, it happened a long time ago. I think you know that. And I don’t- this could all be gone tomorrow. Again, no one needs to know.”

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: Angst with a sweet ending, plenty of cursing, ‘40s/50s stevebucky w/ all the feels

Notes: This is seriously one of the best fics I’ve ever written? I can’t remember the last time I was this proud of something I’ve written. This was written for @a-splash-of-stucky ‘s 1k creator’s challenge, and my prompt was “no one needs to know.” I am so incredibly happy with the way this turned out. As always, reblogs and comments mean the world to me, so if you have a minute, leave me a quick note! Congratulations on 1k Elsa, and thank you for letting me participate! I hope you enjoy.

Permanent Tag List: @spideyscnses @amusedbyallthemurder [tag list currently open]

When Bucky enlisted, he definitely read his contract thoroughly. That contract said nothing about being experimented on by crazy Hydra scientists. It also said nothing about his best friend becoming some sort of heroic super soldier that wore an American flag suit like he was performing on a USO tour. Bucky's already had quite a bit to drink tonight, not that he's counting or anything, but a half bottle of the strongest shit in Dugan's stash should be enough to keep the nightmares at bay whenever he finally tries to sleep tonight.

"Hey, Barnes, can I talk with you for a second?"

Steve is calling to Bucky outside his tent, a little ways away from the celebratory bonfire. Bucky downs another swig of this shit alcohol (seriously, he makes a mental note to ask Dugan what the fuck that shit is) before jogging to meet Steve outside his tent.

"What's up?"

"Let's talk inside."

Bucky almost snorts. It's this weird act that the two of them have to keep up. Steve technically outranks him, though Bucky technically doesn't know how, considering the fact that he's been in for longer. Maybe it's meant to be a "respect Captain America" thing. Bucky doesn't really waste time thinking about it. They make their way inside the tent and Bucky finally lets his guard down.

"It's been a crazy few weeks, Steve," Bucky says. "I don't know what this is about, but if you-"

"I want to kiss you," Steve says.

"You- what? Steve, Christ, come on." Bucky says, completely bewildered. He'd had an idea of how this conversation was supposed to go, but now he's starting to panic. He runs a hand through his hair, gently pacing around the tent. "Where is this coming from?"

“I'm not going to dignify that with a response, Buck, because you know why," Steve says, lips parting slightly, not that Bucky notices.

This is the worst kind of torture. Steve is here, in this tent, and he's fucking gigantic and built like a fucking tank. They're somewhere in Europe fighting an unconventional war with super soldiers and crazy serums, and then he and his buddies are getting experimented on, and now that was definitely not in his contract. Bucky needs another fucking drink.

"No one needs to know," Steve says.

“You think someone wouldn’t find out eventually?” Bucky whispers furiously. “Steve, you’re a lot of things, but a fool isn’t one of them.”

“I’m not being stupid,” Steve says, absolutely flustered. “I’m saying this is between me and you. It’s always been the two of us against the world. What says that has to change now? Bucky, fuck- enough has changed in the last six months. I can’t have you changing on me too.”

“Steve,” Bucky says lowly, a warning. “This is uncharted territory. This isn’t- this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

Bucky takes in a shaky breath, curling his fingers up into fists to keep from reaching out and holding Steve. They’re so goddamn close to each other but he knows it’s a safety precaution. If anyone were to walk in right now, their first assumption would be that they were discussing the terms of a mission for the next day.

They’re standing opposite one another, shoulder to shoulder, their bodies fitting perfectly beside one another. Bucky imagines that they look pretty damn good, both of them having come into their bodies as they grew older. They aren’t the clumsy Brooklyn kids that would fall and scrape their knees and beat up bullies and stuff their faces with candy while they ran around street corners, only coming back in the house with muddy faces and tarnished hands when the sun started to go down.

It’s a pleasant memory, as distant as it is. The knowledge that it’s been the two of them since the beginning, even now, when Steve’s a goddamn super soldier and Bucky’s the best sniper the allied forces have, it’s still Steve and Bucky. It’s still the two Brooklyn kids, it’s still the night on the town when they were teenagers, the drunken conversation in a bar in that part of town, the walk by the docks as they drunkenly stumbled home, the messy, sticky, alcohol-driven kiss that they haven’t even-

“It’s a goddamn warzone out there and they put this shit in me and everything has changed and I- I miss my best friend, Buck,” Steve's voice cracks at the end, and Bucky cannot fucking do this.

Bucky looks down at the floor, willing himself not to lose his ground. “Steve, please. If we do this now, we can’t take it back. This can’t be something you regret. You regretting this would break me.”

They can hear the commandos outside, hilariously drunk as they laugh their asses off talking about the rescue mission. What would they think if they knew what the two of them were discussing in here? Would they know the story? Would it even surprise them? Sometimes Bucky is convinced that the two of them do a damned good job of keeping things under wraps, but then nights like tonight happen, and Bucky scares himself into thinking that their sense of security is all a lie.

Out here on the front lines, he knows it wouldn’t matter that much. The people you fight alongside with in combat care less about who you fuck and more about whether or not you can do your job. At the end of the day, Bucky isn’t even really worried about the commandos; even if they were less than thrilled to discover that the great duo actually sucked each other off on the regular, it would matter less, because Captain America and James Barnes (Sniper) would still kick ass in combat.

Steve’s dry laugh brings him out of his crisis. Jesus, Bucky didn’t even know he was capable of thinking this much about one person.

“I could never regret you, Bucky. I would never. You- you’ve saved me more times than I can even count. I’d choose you, every time, over everything else-”

“Steve, stop,” Bucky whispers, grabbing his wrist. Steve inhales sharply.

“I would never make you do something you didn’t wanna do, Buck,” Steve replies, swallowing hard. Bucky blinks rapidly, eyes suddenly stinging with unshed tears. “I would never, ever do something like that. I hope you know that. I just wish, with everything going on, that you knew how much- how I felt, in case...”

“I love you,” Bucky says lowly.

Steve turns around with wide eyes. It’s much more intimate now that they’re finally facing each other, and Bucky isn't sure if he likes it.

"What?" Steve says, completely breathless, and it's wondrous sound.

"You think I don't remember every single moment where I fell in love with you? Jesus fuck, Rogers, it's been two decades. Falling in love with you wasn't like- it was a fucking avalanche. It's- one day I woke up and you laughed and it happened. One night you got too drunk and I carried you home and you held my hand a second too long and it happened. One night we got way too drunk, together, in Willy's bar and it definitely happened," Bucky says, stumbling over his words. This is not how he wanted this to happen, but he's vaguely drunk and super fucked up because of the past week's events. Somehow, this is the most coherent speech he's made in his life. Steve was always the public speaker anyways.

"It's always been you, okay?" Bucky spits, looking away from Steve's wonderstruck face. It's too much. All of this, the being held captive, the experiments, the rescue, this conversation- Bucky needs to get out.

"Fuck, Steve," Bucky whispers.

"Bucky, I-"

He doesn't get to say another word because Bucky has him pressed up against one of the wooden pillars holding the tent upright. His mouth is on Steve's with everything he has left. His knees feel weak and he's surprised to find that when he starts to slip, Steve's arms tighten around his waist. Bucky's hands are cradling Steve's face as they kiss, slow and deep, finding their grounding as the world spins around him. He'd imagined what it would be like to kiss Steve just like this for years, and it feels surreal now that it's finally happening. He could have this. They could have this together. It's a thrilling idea.

Bucky vows to remember this moment forever.

Whatever may befall the two of them, whatever fates may await them in the years to come, whatever battles they may fight; Bucky prays silently that he'll never forget this moment, and that neither of them will ever forget how and when they found the meaning of love.

"I don't want to ever forget this," Bucky murmurs, pulling back a bit so he can look at Steve's face. "Promise me you won't forget."

Steve smiles gently, tugging Bucky closer to him. "I'll never forget this, Bucky."

Right as they're about to resume, someone laughs loudly outside, right next to their tent, and they break apart with a jolt.

"Right. Okay," Bucky says, wiping off his spit-slick mouth with the back of his hand.

"Bucky," Steve says lowly, sensing his panic. "Don't leave."

Bucky closes his eyes and breathes in deeply.

"Are we really leaving things like this again, Buck?" Steve says, but he doesn't sound angry. He just sounds tired. Bucky knows the feeling.

"I'm sorry," Bucky whispers. "We can't."

He retreats from the tent. Steve eventually joins him at the bonfire. They laugh and drink and carry on. They're fine. They're normal.

It ends there, as nothing more than a flicker in time. They were a spark that never caught fire.

They both make their peace with it.

Decades later, when eons have passed, and they both have lived twenty lifetimes, they'll revisit this conversation. They're in Steve's apartment in the middle of Brooklyn. A news channel is playing in the background, but neither one of them is listening. Steve's tapping his fingers on his knee, and Bucky is attempting to read a book, but his focus is elsewhere.

"Did Nat ever talk to you about ghost memories?" Bucky says, his voice, while at a normal conversational tone, striking through both of them in the too-quiet room.

Steve shakes his head. "No, I don't recall us ever talking about that."

"That's what she calls them. They're like- phantom memories. They're spaces in time that you remember but can't specify. Like, you remember that something happened, but you can't remember anything detailing the event."

"Hmm," Steve hums. "Did you just get one?"

Bucky looks down at the ground. "It was yesterday, actually. When we were grocery shopping. I think- all I remember is telling myself not to forget."

Steve's eyes go wide. "Do you remember anything else? Anything at all?"

"Only that it was a long, long time ago," Bucky whispers, scrunching his face up. "You were there? I think. And we were having some kind of deep discussion? Or arguing about something?"

Steve's bottom lip starts to tremble. "We were talking about us."

Bucky smiles faintly. "I had a feeling."

"How?" Steve says, hopelessly curious.

"There are some things not even brainwashing can take away, Stevie."

It's the nickname that cuts Steve deep. The meaning of what he's just said is something that Steve will have to unpack another time. It reopens a centuries-old wound deep inside him, and it takes his breath away. There aren't many things in the world nowadays that have the capacity to take him by surprise, but Bucky calling him 'Stevie' in the wake of all that they've been through together, in the wake of all that they've lost, is almost enough to break him completely.

"D'you want- can I hold you?" Steve finally asks, fingers twitching in his lap.

Bucky nods, getting up from the armchair and collapsing on the couch next to Steve. Steve's arms wrap around him, and Bucky hasn't felt at home like this in what feels like years.

Steve holds him tightly. "Why'd you wait so long to tell me?"

Bucky lets his metal arm drape itself over Steve's torso. "I had to be sure that I wasn't crazy and that you still... wanted it too."

"I've waited an entire lifetime to be able to hold you like this, Buck," Steve whispers. Bucky buries his face in Steve's shoulder.

"It's been a long time," Bucky agrees, his voice nothing more than a whisper.

They stay like that for a while. Steve doesn't know how long they stay like that. He does have one thing left to say to the man in his arms, however.

"No one has to know," Steve says. Bucky lifts his head up to face Steve and smiles.

"I want to tell the fucking world, Steve Rogers."

It begins here, as a flame that will engulf the entire world.

#my writing #elsa’s1kcelebration #steve x bucky fic #stevebucky fic #stucky fic #song title comes from the bomb ass wonder woman soundtrack #best writing music ever i stg

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seenashwrite · 8 years ago

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The Nail: May 2017

I see lots of weekly/bi-weekly/monthly fic recommendation lists going around, and I think this is absolutely wonderful exposure for writers from their peers and those who may not write, but sure do enjoy reading.

A great thing about the lists I've seen is their focus on certain categories of fic - very ideal for readers to sort what they'd like to read; thing is, I haven't personally seen one that focuses solely on the quality of the writing.

You know - Character dimension. Writing with clever readers in mind. Crazy crisp dialogue. Incredibly tight plotting. Big emotion.

So what’s the scoop on The Nail?

Since there's lots of opportunity to get on the aforementioned types of lists, The Nail's not gonna focus on those. You can find more detail on what that means HERE.

What The Nail isn't about is perfection. It isn't about Pulitzer-level contenders. It's about seeing focus and effort radiate out of the screen.

Though I focus on Supernatural, it doesn't matter what fandom or if it is a completely original work; how "known" or "unknown" the author may be; poetry, series, long, short - quality is quality. If an author nailed it, they [and others] should know it.

And here's the thing: I'm not going to be the only one making the call - YOU are the main curators. The aim is to kick out a round-up on/near the top of every month, filled with what you think is the best of the lot. The link to every post will be archived at the main page for The Nail linked above.

How to get it to me?

Dear Nash IS THE PREFERENCE [link to fic + your comment for why you’ve nominated]

Tag me when you re-blog it, noting you’ve tagged me specifically for “The Nail” consideration

If you forgot to add a comment in your re-blog on why you want it considered for “The Nail”, send it via message

UPDATE 12/2017: Go here to get the scoop on what “The Nail” is looking for, then over here to submit your nomination. I won’t take ‘em by tagging me or PMs or Asks, purely for organization sake!

Why are you being asked to comment on why you loved it?

Other than serving to encourage the author, you and your recommendation are *also* going to be noted in The Nail, because awesome readers deserve some props, too. Think of it as a virtual book jacket with featured quotes from an author's peers.

Keep scrolling for some fics I've reviewed during my time here - they contain a variety of subject matter and all feature a common thread: Quality.

(And you can always find my original reviews of these & others by searching for the hashtag - Nash Gives [Feed]back)

For your reblogging convenience, here’s The Nail Master Post of Editions!

* All from the world of “Supernatural unless otherwise noted - untitled works use the first few words as substitute - listed in no particular order *

SHORTER [1,500-ish & below, such as gif-inspired, drabbles & whatnots]

@idreamofhazel - SAM WAS, FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES [...]

A light vignette on how what others see - and perhaps how we see ourselves - is not all there is to the story of a person.

@lipstickandwhiskey - CONVALLARIA

Did you hear the one about the artist who walked into a flower shop and met a former jailbird angel? Haven’t? No worries, it’s all explained in this lovely tale.

@castielhasthetardis - DIFFERENCES

A slightly serious with touches of sweetness story with nicely done characterizations.

@impala-dreamer - I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND

An incredibly well-constructed drabble that [for this reviewer] still hasn't been beat in terms of telling a fleshed-out story in such a short space while keeping an even tone throughout.

@leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid - THE ONE WITH THE GIRL FROM POUGHKEEPSIE

If you've ever wondered why "Poughkeepsie" was the stop-everything-and-go signal for the Winchester brothers, look no further. [**unable to tag, if someone would kindly let them know**]

@hamartiamacguffin - TOLD YA

Laughter guaranteed in this top-shelf, perfectly written, gut-busting tale of an encounter with a most formidable foe.

@bringmesomepie56 - I STEPPED INTO THE ROOM [...]

A vignette on comfort that shows restraint in dialogue and descriptors without losing tone, and emphasizes a balance in both characters' needs being met.

@whispersandwhiskerburn - OFFICER, LOOK [...]

Very smile-inducing, funny and witty tale of the trials of helping Dean talk his way out of a jam.

@zepppie - NO PLACE LIKE HOME... UNTIL NOW

An engaging & grin-worthy little tale with a unique setting - if you need a touch of levity in your day, this should do the trick nicely.

@chaos-and-the-calm67 - FIRST TIME

Great little quickie-fic with a sassy protagonist and a sexy interaction over a game of pool.

@demondean-for-kingofhell - ITCH

A short, tightly-written, humorous tale. No more will be revealed so as not to ruin the plot, other than this: Dean's got an itch to scratch.

@itsnotsammy - ANGELS ARE REAL [...]

Quick burst of a tale that takes on the perspective of a person making the leap from innocence of a sort to full-blown knowledge.

@impala-dreamer - WHAT NOW

A limited dialogue vignette taking on the perspective of a person whose life has been saved by the Winchesters, with nice detailed touches that paint the picture of her experience.

@calaphrass - SAM EATS BLACKBERRIES [...]

Tightly-written piece that has an allegorical bend & looks at how we can make substitutions, replace the bad with the good, though it never erases the pull of the past.

@just-another-busy-fangirl - MILK

A graveyard shift at the Gas-n-Sip gets a lot more interesting for a bored clerk when a black Impala pulls up out front. Get ready to laugh.

@fanforfanatic - WATCH FOREVER

An introspective, yet not weighed-down, vignette on what Dean sees when he stops and takes in his life.

@amanda-teaches - THE RADIO

A humorous tale involving what is possibly Dean’s #1 pet peeve.

@blackcaptainrogers - HEROES

A story with a perspective twist not typically seen, highlighting the blend of trepidation with strength that is felt when confronted with needed sacrifice, and a nice touch of closure at the end.

@lipstickandwhiskey - MR. CHERRY PIE [PT.2]

A well-paced, short-and-sweet story with a thoughtful, reminiscent Dean who considers what might have been - and then, just maybe, what still could be.

MID-WAY [around 1,500 - 2,000-ish]

@storyofawinchester - FLOATING

Lovely, considerate, dark and introspective short story written with a poetic feel that has resolution without going sappy.

@fanforfanatic - WE'LL BUILD A TREEHOUSE

Suggests what life might be like should the Winchesters “retire” to dip into an average life and resists the pull into the saccharine in favor of mixing sweet with sour, and is all the better for it.

@roxy-davenport - HARD HABIT TO BREAK

Do you like a touch of angst with your Dean Winchester? With some love and a splash of naughty, too? Search no further.

@fanforfanatic - THE ORANGE THING

Easy read of a story that’s guaranteed to make you chuckle, all about an everyday activity gone rogue.

LONGER [2,000-ish & beyond]

@butiaintgonnaloveem - IT'S A DYING INDUSTRY [PT.2]

Well-written and well-researched story with an inventive plot, touches of humor amongst the creepy - so it nails the Supernatural vibe - and spot-on characterization.

@seljepw - PRACTICAL ANIMISM

Well-crafted story, from structure to plot to verbiage, all about the Impala's early life with the Winchesters - and all from Baby's perspective.

@fanforfanatic - TAKE ME HOME

A palate cleanser from sappy and shmoopy that’s well-written and abundantly realistic for anyone who’s ever been in a long-term relationship that should work on paper but just won’t in reality.

@butiaintgonnaloveem - THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE

A what-may-have-happened tale, set during Sam's time at Stanford, with a solidly fleshed-out protagonist and plot, tied up with a spot-on ending.

DEEP DIVES * Series that are just kicking into gear, but are off to a hell of a world-building start *

@carryonmycobaltangel - BEGINNING AGAIN

A post-apocalyptic tale - "It was never like this. A time where humanity forcefully became a part of a game where the only options were dying a bloody death while on the run, or turning into one of them."

@idreamofhazel - THE BOYKING

An alternative universe - "Sam became Azazel’s Boyking. Dean couldn’t stop it and now he lives in uncomfortable tolerance of Sam, struggling to understand why this happened."

OTHER FANDOMS

@buckykingofmemes [ Mod: @hellenhighwater ] - CLOSET SOFTIE: OR, HOW BUCKY BARNES NEARLY RUINED HIS TOUGH-GUY REP

A precision-crafted, hilarious delight that starts with missing trail mix and goes on to view a handful of situations through the eyes of one very confused Clint Barton.

ORIGINAL WORK

@hamartiamacguffin - A GENTLE, TIRED SIGH

A short, melancholic, somewhat poetic tale that is an excellent example of putting just enough plot information out there so the ending can unfurl gracefully.

Happy reading!

[PS: I have several more in my “To Review” folder - just ‘cause you’re not on the list for May doesn’t mean you won’t be soon!]

#supernatural fanfiction #spn fanfic #The Nail #Nailed It!#Quality Writing #Must Reads

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indigo-streaks-in-her-hair · 7 years ago

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500 Follower Ask Celebration :)

welp, here we are with 500 beautiful lovelies reading our fics. when we first started this blog, we never imagined such a wonderful response. everyone is the nicest & we both can’t express how grateful we are for every one of you.

thank you so much for sticking by us, even during our rough times. your support means the world to the both of us, & you all keep us going more than you think. you all inspire us every single day, & never fail to make us laugh.

you, yes all of you, are the best followers in the whole damn universe. you’re all irreplaceable & extremely dear to us. we love you guys so much. words can’t begin to describe how we feel.

and so, since we literally can’t come up with anything else to do on this momentous occasion, our original plan for 500 was to reblog a long ass ask list for you guys to send in numbers, but since that would all be complicated on the matter of the two of us answering, we decided to just answer all these 45 questions.

you’ll find the questions and our answers under the cut! enjoy!

um she’s really lovely and sympathetic and true and magnificent and her name is summer and the most annoying thing about her is that she’s not annoying at all. -v

pretty much the fact that vic is better than me at e v e r y t h i n g . she’s so much more caring and generous and beautiful and she’s always there for me whenever i’m having a bad day or if i’m just lonely or whenever i need someone to talk to. she’s also super polite and hilarious as hell. -s

2 • least favorite tv shows?

oops sorry if i offend some people but i really don’t like vampire diaries, thirteen reasons why, gossip girl, or the uk version of the office. -v

i don’t, like,,,,, watch tv much so all honesty, i can’t really have an answer for this? sorry?? -s

3 • favorite moment with your best friend ( s ) ?

oh omg i was texting summer a few weeks ago discussing and finalizing which fic requests we were each going to be taking and we had that one request asking for a connor imagine in which him and the reader take zoe to get her wisdom teeth out so i said something around the lines of “i can take connor and the wisdom teeth” and i literally froze before following that up with “omg that could be a name for a band”. summer freaks out and we’re both laughing hysterically over text and we stop everything and just spit out crappy band names that include connor and various body parts like “connor and the tonsils” and “connor and the funny bone” and even “connor and the fractured pelvis” and we’re absolutely dying because we can’t stop cackling at this stupid thing i brought up which made me laugh out loud a hundred times and i ended up scaring my own grandmother when she saw me giggling crazily with my phone. she ended up cutting me a slice of pie because she thought there was actually something wrong and the pie might help me calm down. so if the person who requested “connor and the wisdom teeth” is reading this right now i just wanna say thank you for requesting and your idea is amazing and your fic will forever be iconic ily. -v

oh my god, i was literally going to say the exact same thing vic did, but i guess i can choose a different memory. one time vic posted a pic of a turtle on her sc story and i was like “girl omg” and she remembered that time she played the character Turtle in her school’s production of The Westing Game play and then we started reminiscing on our old nerdy memories like when a projected video didn’t work for her and she had to just say all the audio backstage, or the time after my school’s cheap ass production of the Wizard of Oz during curtain call i tried to quickly change from my farmhand costume to my tin man costume and i forgot to put my shoes on and i slipped and fell on my ass during curtain call (i also forgot to bow but unimPORTANT) and it was just so sweet and cute but honestly every moment with vic is the bEST. -s

4 • what’s one quality you would like to have?

hm i’ve always wanted lighter eyes, mine are this boring brown color. whenever i’m in sunlight, they become shot through with these bits of gold and amber and it’s super pretty and that’s the only time they really lighten up. it would be really nice if they were like that all the time. -v

my big nose and thin hair have been the #1 qualities i’m most self conscious of, so i would really like to either have a smaller nose, or thicker hair. my face is already super oily as is, but my nose is the worst part, and i’ve always hated how my nostrils are almost as big has my eyes. as for the thin hair, you always have to be cautious about what you do with it, because there’s so little of it. like, i’m hella prone to sweating, which sucks, so if i sweat too much, my hair can easily build up enough grease to look like i just got out of the shower in a matter of minutes. or if i sleep on it the “wrong way”, and portions of are crinkled awkwardly or sticking out, then that’s how it’s going to look the entire day. and i can’t do any cute hairstyles with it because it all will fall out. -s

5 • name three people of the same sex you would kiss, marry, or fuck.

kiss rachelle ann go, marry pippa soo, and fuck laura dreyfuss oops. -v

kiss pippa soo, marry eva noblezada, and as for the other one,,,, i’ll get back to you on that.. -s

6 • do you like your full name?

hell no it sounds so boring and standard. -v

hahahahahah, no way. -s

7 • tell me your most embarrassing memory.

erhm so many? how do i choose? i’ve tripped in front of crushes hundreds of times, i spelled a word wrong in a spelling bee that i really did know how to spell but my anxiety acted up and i panicked so badly, i ran into a sliding glass door literally yesterday, when i was little i sang in a public bathroom and everyone heard, i also fell out of a tree? does that make me evan hansen? -v

oh n o. there’s too much there, i swear. um, i got so nervous when someone asked me what my name was, i told them i was “helen”, but i think that was because i accidentally said “hell” too loud and tried to cover it up. i’ve tripped so many times on a flat ground. once i was crying in a public bathroom and a kid started banging on the door and told his mom that no one was in there, so before they got the staff to open the door, i panicked and hid my face in my sleeve as i ran out of there. omg there was also one time, a long ass time ago, someone asked me who my favorite member of one direction was and i didn’t know who they were because in my house we don’t listen to (at the time) contemporary music. not to mention anything in english?? but anyways, i’d heard of them but nothing about them, so me, trying desperately to fit in said “i like all four of them”. and they told me “there’s five”. there was also a time i was invited to this girl’s retreat thing in her youth group when we took a field trip to this pumpkin patch and they had this corn maze and we tried to go through it, but i got lost and nobody was around me and for some reason i thought everyone just left so i was terrified and crying and just started running straight through the corn. but then one of the other kids saw me and called me out to everyone and i was too embarrassed and anxious to say “i got lost”. there’s probably so many more memories and probably worse ones too, but in short, my life is a huge embarrassment. -s

8 • favorite color to wear?

pastel baby blue is my number one. i have this off shoulder blouse that’s this pretty sky blue color and white and i think it’s my favorite item of clothing. -v

i can’t make a lot of colors look good on me so usually i turn to black, gray, or any dark shade. -s

9 • favorite restaurant?

there’s a vietnamese place called “saigon diamond” in my city and it’s absolutely wonderful and i would go there every single day if i could. -v

i love this little place, it’s called “cafe vie” where they have boba tea, spring rolls, phở, all sorts of vietnamese food and it’s just so quaint and the food is the best there, honestly. i’m so hungry now. -s

10 • what would be a good first date for you?

take me to a broadway show and then dinner and i will be the happiest girl in the world. -v

vic pretty much took it away at “broadway show” for me. and dinner is hella important, food is so good. i don’t have high standards, but if you really want to make an impression on me, then i’m literally the biggest sucker for romantic gestures. -s

11 • are you a good wrestler?

thumb, yes. arm, no. full body contact, idk about that but i do know karate so i will fight you. -v

lmao, no. -s

12 • are you allergic to something?

up until the time i was five or something i was allergic to grass and i had to wear pants whenever i went outside and it was honestly horrible because i couldn’t play tag or run around like other kids my age. -v

i honestly don’t know but most bug bites i get can get hella blisters and really gross even if i don’t touch them. -s

13 • would you be a good singer?

i’ve been singing pretty much my entire life but it was only this year that i started gaining confidence with my voice so i guess i consider myself a good singer? i’m not completely there yet, though. -v

i really hope so. i’ve been a big choir nerd since i was 7 or 8 and i’m really passionate about singing, but that really has nothing to do with skill, i guess? i don’t really like the sound of my voice, but i’m pretty decent at harmonizing. -s

14 • who’s the last person you said “ i love you ” to?

summer aka the shining light in this dark world. -v

victoire aka the actual light of my life?? love you, vic -s

15 • what car would you buy if you had enough money?

um a porsche obviously because that shit is prime. -v

literally any car that doesn’t break down. as long as it can transport me from point a to point b without any troubles, then i am set. -s

16 • favorite cover of a song?

currently it’s that cover of ben platt singing “ stay ” that’s floating around tumblr rn and i think i had an eargasm when i listened to it the first time i was so shook. -v

i can’t pickk a favv omg. everyone is so frickin talented it makes me actually want to curl up and yell. -s

17 • what was your last conversation about?

coincidentally it was summer telling me we hit 500 and me proceeding to flip out. -v

hah, i don’t remember who it was with but i went around telling a couple people that my dad took my phone and i can only contact them from my crappy chromebook. -s

18 • where were you born?

good ol’ michigan in the usa where i still live today. come visit us because we have chocolate fudge, cereal, and eminem if you like that kind of shit. we also have lots of lakes and pretty places and we’re so cool we’re shaped like a fucking mitten. -v

kansas, where i also still live today. maybe i don’t get out much, but it’s kinda boring here,, -s

19 • least favorite app?

there’s this app on my uncle’s phone called “ chicken scream ” where this chicken has to jump onto platforms but to do that you have to scream and the octave of your voice determines how high the chicken jumps. seriously fucked up and i hate it but it’s hilarious watching people play it. -v

anything that can’t entertain me for more than two minutes. i have such a short attention span -s

20 • tell me two facts about the country of your birth.

um we have the largest air force in the world and we sell enough pizza every day to cover one hundred whole acres and no i am not lying i read this in a book ok bye. -v

uhhh… its abbreviation, “USA” stands for the United States of America, and it’s made up of 50 states. -s

21 • do you like wearing sunglasses?

actually i hate wearing sunglasses because they get tangled in my hair but if a pair looks good with my outfit then i will wear them for the sake of fashion. -v

i don’t wear sunglasses really at all, so i guess i can’t really have an opinion on them? -s

22 • when’s a good moment for a first kiss?

goodbye kisses are the best, do not tell me otherwise. walk me home and then kiss me goodbye at the door and i will be thinking about you all the damn time and i’ll can’t wait to see you. -v

i think for a first kiss it should be a very important thing, so whoever you have it with should be really close to you, and someone you know that even if things don’t work out, you can always look back on it as a positive memory. but what would i know? -s

23 • what are your nationalities?

i was born in america to immigrant parents who came from the philippines. along with the filipino blood, my great grandmother on my dad’s side was chinese, and my great grandparents on my mom’s side were spanish. -v

i was also born in america to immigrant parents, but they were from vietnam. my great grandparents on my mom’s side were chinese. -s

24 • what would make you drop college / university?

ha are you kidding me if i ever dropped out of any sort of education my strict asian parents would probably disown me and mushu the dragon would appear out of nowhere and give me that whole “ dishonor ” speech. -v

^damn vic, i couldn’t have said it any better. -s

25 • a crossover between two shows ( any shows ) you would like to see?

idk about any of you but a crossover between riverdale and doctor who sounds hella awesome. i’d definitely watch that. -v

frick;; i don’t watCH TV at like,,, all?? -s

26 • long or short hair?

on me? honestly i prefer to have long hair but i’ll go shoulder length if i’m really feeling brave or something. when i was little i had super short hair with bangs so i was basically an asian dora the explorer. -v

short hair, for sure. i used to have hair down to my waist when i was younger and that was probably the grossest thing about me because it was so disproportionate to my head/face and made me look like if E.T. had two long strands of black yarn on its head. but even before that ofc i had a bowl cut. what asian kid doesn’t have a bowl cut, honetsly. although, over the summer i don’t cut my hair so i can dye the ends, then have it cut when school starts. the farthest it goes down is barely past my shoulders. -s

27 • a character from a book / tv show that shouldn’t of died?

max lightwood from the mortal instruments book series was the purest bean, and he wasn’t even ten years old yet and that definitely broke my heart. as for tv characters, i sobbed for days on end when arthur from the bbc show merlin died. -v

um,,, crap idk. -s

28 • favorite movie scene?

pitch perfect two where ben platt’s character benji musters up the courage to kiss emily before the bellas go on. idk why but it’s so cute? maybe it’s just ben? -v

sidenote: vic, i love that scene. anyways, maybe that final scene in heathers where martha gets her one line. idk. -s

29 • do you ship more fictitional characters or real people?

fictional characters of course. who would i be without my otps? -v

definitely fictional characters. -s

30 • favorite country song?

i seriously despise country music. i just don’t like it. it’s bleh. i don’t really know half the artists or their songs so i can’t have a favorite. -v

frickin “your man” by josh turner. i’m seriously kidding. i don’t listen to country music efiouhadjhdsilvb -s

31 • favorite john green book?

it’s tied between “ paper towns “and ” looking for alaska “ because both are equally cryptic and beautiful at the same time and i love when books are like that. -v

heck, i really like “looking for alaska” -s

32 • least favorite ed sheeran song?

oh come on. i love ed. you can’t expect me to pick a least favorite. but when it comes to the song i skip over most of the time it has to be ” even my dad does sometimes “ from multiply ( x ). -v

uhhhhmmmm… hell if i know -s

33 • favorite ship?

malec from shadowhunters will always be my otp until the day i die. the ship is so diverse and has so much chemistry and if you read the books magnus and alec are so in love i can’t handle. -v

i don’t frickin knowwww. i’m honestly feeling so attacked right now. i’m so sorry if all of my answers are like this, i’m literally the most indecisive person in the actual world. -s

34 • how do you deal with sexual tension?

uM -v

uM -s

35 • name a celebrity who died that you miss.

our queen carrie fisher. i grew up with star wars always on my tv and when i heard of her passing i cried and rewatched ” the force awakens “ with blankets and two boxes of tissues. -v

there’s really too many to choose from, and thinking about all of the happy memories they’ve brought to me and everyone is just getting me so emotional. -s

36 • favorite harry potter spell?

i’m really fucking basic but ” lumos “ is the best. it’s so simple. it’s light. and idk why that resonates with me but i just think everyone needs a little light these days. -v

i literally said “lumos” too, but now i’m going to choose “riddikulus” because turning boggarts into something funny proves that anyone can find humor in their biggest fear. -s

37 • something you are scared of losing?

my family. there’s no way in hell i’d make it through life without my little brother or my grandparents who are there for me. -v

i’m terrified of losing the few friends i have. everyone i used to know didn’t have a single hesitation in forgetting me or even trying to lose contact with me. -s

38 • someone you regret meeting?

i could make you a list and tell you what each one did to make me regret even looking at them but i don’t wanna go out on a full on bitch rant about these people who ended up wasting my time. but i’ll just say i’ve met my share of shitty human beings. -v

too many. there have been too many people who’ve hurt me or betrayed me or have honestly made me feel like a horrible person, and i really wish i could forget every last one of them. little tip: it doesn’t matter how long you’ve known a person, it doesn’t excuse any sort of bullshit or betrayal they’ve done. -s

39 • have you ever been hurt by someone you thought was your friend?

yes and it’s caused a lot of emotional and mental issues. i’ve been backstabbed and used so many times and i just wish i could stop being stupid and blind for not seeing it in the first place. -v

god, yes. i wish it didn’t take me this long and this much damage to realize i shouldn’t have been throwing around my trust or my yearning to be accepted so lightly. getting hurt by the people you thought cared about you most is the most awful feeling, especially knowing that every single act of kindness and sympathy and love to them meant nothing. -s

40 • do you easily open up to people?

yes and no, actually. it ultimately depends on the person and whether i have a connection with them. -v

it’s really hard to open up to people in real life because i don’t know if they’re confidently lying to my face or will use my own words against me to people who also know me irl. but online it’s easy to open up to my friends there because i can find people who understand shit i go through and actually take the time to give a crap. -s

41 • what is a gift you love receiving?

hugs. i love hugs. gimme all the hugs you got, boo. -v

damn, v knows exactly what i’m going to say. i love hugs so frickin much, but honestly any sort of affection is all i need, like, smooches? yes?? compliments? absoLUTELY?? cuddles??? MARRY ME?!?! -s

42 • what is something you could leave easily?

erhm maybe my notebooks? i usually journal in them but not that often anymore. -v

probably hair clips. i really can’t do anything with them, and on me they’re really tacky. -s

43 • rant about what’s eating you up.

i’d really rather skip this one if anyone doesn’t mind, i’m sure i’d go on for a hundred paragraphs about my stressful life plus i’m sure it would annoy you. and my problems are the kind of personal ones i’m not comfortable putting out in public yet. -v

i really agree with vic here, i don’t want to be a huge bother to y’all and it’s really a touchy and personal subject here. -s

44 • if you could make a phone call to anyone right now, who would it be and what would you say?

i’d call ben platt, tell him how much i love him and how much i love the show and whole cast, all while screaming and shaking. -v

i was going to freaking say ben platt too, seriously. i wish i could thank him for how much his representation of evan and the build up of his character has made me find something to relate to and learn to appreciate myself more, even in the slightest. i’d also love to tell him that he shouldn’t have to feel apologetic for doing the things he does to take care of himself physically and mentally, and his fans should be more than supportive of him taking care of his well-being. i’d also ask him to tell the rest of the cast, creative, and standbys how much i seriously appreciate them, but honestly i’d be speechless if i knew he was on the other end of the line. -s

45 • are you easy to love?

aw yes. people say i’m lovable. i’m been compared to a teddy bear before. it’s happened, trust me. -v

i should hope so, but not very many people like to stick around me. i mean, i try to be someone worth loving and i’m more than happy to spill out all of my love to anyone who just asks politely <3. -s

#violate victoire #stalk summer

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Scratched (Fluorite chapter 4)

It’s that time again. All aboard the feels train!

As usual, reblogs are appreciated. They help my writing reach more people. Thanks for reading!

The bell rang as Steven entered the big donut with his “serious” face on. He walked up to Sadie with importance in his stride and slapped a twenty on the counter. “Give me as many donuts as this can buy. I’m about to be on a very important mission and I need enough to last me and Amethyst a pretty long time.” He glanced away. “Assuming I find her, of course.”

Sadie started to load up several bags with donuts. “Are you sure you’ll need this many? I’ve seen Amethyst eat, but this could still last you days.”

“That’s the plan.” Steven piled the bags into his arms and left without saying anything else.

Sadie stared at the door. “Thank you for your business?” After all the time she’d known Steven, she still had trouble understanding his life sometimes.

---

“Lapis. Lapis, wake up!” Amethyst was shaking Lapis awake, and the intrusion was not appreciated. “Lapis, it’s Peridot!”

This worked. Lapis bolted awake and started looking around everywhere. “She’s back? Where?”

“She’s not back yet, but look.” Amethyst held up the gem, which had started to glow and flicker. “That means she’s only a day away, tops.”

Lapis smiled. From all the stories Amethyst had heard, Lapis wasn’t a huge smiler, but in the past day Amethyst had seen a very different side of her. Lapis looked like a sunrise when she smiled, or something cheesy like that. It was one of those perfect smiles that could only be described through tired cliches. “Amethyst, thanks for telling me about Peridot. I’m glad I didn’t stay mad at her forever.”

“Yeah, everything’s working out just fine now.” A few minutes passed. “Okay, I'm bored. Wanna show me how your farm works?”

---

Steven came back into his empty house. On the table was still the note he had found that morning. “Steven, Garnet and I have left to look ahead for Halfidot. If we’re not back by the time you wake up, don’t follow us.” On the opposite side, it said in Garnet’s handwriting, “Please.”

Steven loaded all of the donuts into his cheeseburger backpack and looked at the warp pad. Before he left, he would need to know where he was going. If he went after Amethyst, what would he do? It's not like he could heal Peridot or convince her himself to come back. But if he went after Halfidot, Garnet and Pearl would know he'd disobeyed them. Steven sighed. “Why does everyone make it so hard for me to help them?”

Nobody answered.

Steven sighed and slung the backpack over his shoulder. He walked onto the warp pad and flashed himself away.

---

Pearl inspected the claw marks in the canyon wall. “Well, she's definitely been through here, but I think she's left since then. Where should we look next?”

“My future vision is struggling to see anything.” She took off her glasses, as if that would let her see any better. “It's almost like, if time were a book, the author is making it up as they go along. We'll just need to keep guessing.”

“I don't understand how she can keep controlling the warp pads if she can't even control her other half.”

“I think it's because both sides of her want the same thing right now. They want to live.”

“What if Steven is right? What if we should just let her do that?”

Garnet’s voice grew stern. “Pearl, that can’t happen. The monster will grow until it envelops her and she will die. That’s why we need to poof and bubble her now, before Steven tries to save her and before Amethyst tries to shatter her.”

“You don’t really think she would try that, do you?”

“You weren’t there when we were confronting Halfidot. Amethyst truly hates her. She’s still feeling pains where Fluorite was bitten, and she thinks it’s her fault that Peridot was scratched.”

“She wants revenge?”

“As far as I can tell, she’s absolutely furious right now.”

---

“Lapis, this is the coolest!” Amethyst was clinging to Lapis’ back as they flew over the cornfield together. “Let’s look at the cabbage next!”

“I can’t hear you over the wind! Did you say ‘do a barrel roll?’”

Lapis picked up speed and began to loop through the air. Both gems were giggling, their hair flying everywhere.

After a while, Amethyst tried shouting over the wind again. “Wait, Lapis!”

“What?”

“I think I saw the warp pad go off down the hill! We should get back to the barn!”

Lapis landed and brought Amethyst inside. “Who do you think it is?”

Amethyst scowled. “Probably Garnet and Pearl trying to bring me back with Peridot. They won’t just get off my case!”

“There, there, buddy.” Lapis gave Amethyst a somewhat awkward pat on the back.

At that moment, the door opened and Steven walked in. “Guys! Stop fighting!” He yanked Amethyst away from Lapis. “Why, oh why, can’t we all just get along!?”

Lapis and Amethyst shared a look. “Steven, we’re not fighting.”

Steven dropped Amethyst. “You’re not?”

“Nah, Lapis and I worked out our differences. We’re pretty much best friends now.”

Lapis blushed. “Well, I wouldn’t say best friends, right?”

Amethyst shrugged. “Eh, whatever.”

“Guys, you need to come back with me. There's a monster who can use warp pads jumping all over the planet and she's probably looking for Peridot. It's safer for everyone if we take her home now.”

“You're talking about Halfidot.” Amethyst scowled. “Aren't you?”

“Yeah. That's her.”

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“Yeah. That's her.” Garnet examined the mismatched footprints trailing across the mud. “She's been through here.”

“Does that mean we're getting close? I'm starting to worry about leaving Steven home alone.”

“Pearl, it's been a few hours. There's no way he's still in the house. He's probably looking for Amethyst right now.”

Pearl's eyes darted around. “That makes it worse. What if he gets hurt?”

Garnet smiled. “He'll be fine. The worst that can happen now is if Amethyst runs off to find Halfidot.”

Pearl thought for a moment. “And what are the chances of that?”

---

“We need to go looking for her. As long as she's out, she's dangerous.” Amethyst grabbed the flickering gem from the floor. “But you're right. First we should get Peridot home safe.”

Lapis frowned. “What are you talking about? This is her home. She's safer here than she would be in your house.”

As Lapis glared at Amethyst, Steven realized things might not be as good between them as Amethyst had claimed. “Um, Amethyst? I think she does have a point. There's a warp pad that leads right through our front door.”

“Oh, so you're taking her side? Obviously we won’t just leave her lying around on the floor. Are you forgetting the temple we have devoted to keeping gems safe? Just bubble her and send her off.”

Lapis snatched Peridot from Amethyst’s hand. “You can’t bubble her! She’s finally about to reform. You’ll ruin it if you stuff her in a bubble.”

Steven looked at the gem. “About to reform? I think it’s already happening.”

In Lapis’ hand, a tendril of light was making its way out of Peridot’s gem. It shaped itself into the vague shape of an arm, before flickering and inching back into the gem.

Amethyst grinned. “Come on, P. You can do it.”

The first arm stopped shrinking and another rudimentary limb came out. Lapis placed the gem carefully onto the floor as a torso and two legs also slipped out.

Steven frowned. “Guys, is it supposed to take this long? Shouldn’t her head be the first thing to appear?”

Right on cue, Peridot’s head popped up and the gem positioned itself on her forehead. Color returned to her body. Her form was the same, but where there had been diamonds on her clothes, there were now gouges in the fabric the same shape as her scratch. She opened her eyes and looked around.

All three people watching this ran forward and took her into a massive hug.

“Let’s all have donuts to celebrate! I have more than enough.”

Amethyst ignored Steven’s tempting offer of food and kissed Peridot’s nose. “Don’t you ever do that again, okay?”

Peridot touched her nose and looked at Amethyst confused. “Do... what?”

“What do you think she means?” asked Lapis, “Don’t get poofed again. Duh.”

“When did I get poofed? I was just telling Garnet a hilarious story, and then...” Peridot scrunched up her face, deep in thought. “And then I was here. What happened?”

Amethyst took Peridot’s hand. “Wait, so you don’t remember anything? Lapis, and me, and...” Her hand fell slack. “You don’t remember Fluorite.”

“What’s a Fluorite?”

Amethyst sighed. “Nobody.”

---

Three and a half gems beamed into Steven’s home. Steven had insisted that they wait there until Garnet and Pearl got home. One of them was bound to know what to do.

Steven opened the bathroom door. “Peridot, your room is just as you left it. You can settle down here while we wait.”

“Thanks, Steven, but why are we here again?”

“Just. Don't worry. We'll fix everything soon.” Steven closed the bathroom door and ran to the living room where Amethyst and Lapis were already talking.

“What do we tell her?” Amethyst gestured towards the bathroom. “I mean, would she even believe us if we told her the things that happened?”

“Maybe we shouldn’t tell her anything.” Lapis looked at Amethyst. “I mean, we both did things we regret during the time she doesn’t remember. Maybe we’ll be better off if we get to start over.”

“Maybe you’ll be better off! I’m sure you haven’t forgotten she was already in love with you before all of this happened. If she doesn’t remember, though, I don’t think we’ll ever see Fluorite again.”

“Even better. I don’t hate you anymore, but I’m still not exactly thrilled that you just stole her from me.”

“Stole her from you?” Amethyst laughed, but not in a happy way. “You rejected her! You kicked her out of the barn and she came to me. Like in that one episode of Camp Pining Hearts--”

“What? CPH was our thing! When did you even find time to watch it?”

“It’s Peridot’s thing. What, do you think I stole that from you too? Sorry to deprive you of your personal soap opera that belonged solely to you!”

“Guys, stop!” Steven yanked Amethyst away from Lapis again, but this time from an actual fight. “You shouldn’t be fighting over her! Why does your love need to lead to hate?” Tears sprung to his eyes in his usual fashion. “Besides, if Camp Pining hearts is anyone’s ‘thing,’ it’s mine. I’m the one who showed it to her.”

Amethyst looked at Lapis and softly sighed. “Maybe Steven has a point. We’re not making anything better by doing this.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry I’ve been doing all this. Steven, you can drop her again.” Lapis smiled, but Steven took it literally and dumped Amethyst onto the floor. “Let’s not tell her anything and wait for her scratch to heal. Her memories will come back then and she can choose for herself what she wants, right?”

Steven shrugged. “You guys know I have no idea. Let’s just hope Garnet and Pearl get back soon.”

---

“We need to get back soon.” Pearl was utterly frazzled. After a full twelve hours of looking nonstop, she was more than ready to go home and see Steven.

“I agree. Even with my future vision clouded, I can clearly see that we won’t be finding her today.” Garnet frowned. “Besides, I think we’ll have other problems to attend to soon.”

Pearl stepped onto the warp pad. “Like what?”

“Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

---

“Trust me, you don’t want to know.” Steven was telling Peridot about what had lapsed from her memory. “Really just a lot of boring stuff, and then some exciting stuff, and then you were poofed.”

Peridot reached up and touched her gem. “And scratched?”

“Don’t worry about that. We’ve just gotta fix mom’s fountain and we’ll heal you right up, good as new.”

Peridot frowned. “And you expect me to know how to fix this fountain even though I don’t know what happened in the past month?”

Steven smiled. “Someone once told me that you can fix anything.”

“That was a cheeky reference to something I don’t remember, wasn’t it?”

“Well...”

“Listen, Steven. Could you not make jokes about that? I don’t remember what, but there’s definitely something important that I’ve forgotten. It’s really bothering me.”

“Sorry. I’ll leave you alone for a while.”

“Why am I even here? My home is at the barn.”

“Some complications came up. You won’t be totally safe there.”

Just then, the warp pad went off.

“Steven, we’re home!” Pearl looked into the bathroom. “Oh, and Peridot! It’s good to see you again. I see your outfit changed.” She noticed the tension in the air. “Oh dear, something bad happened, didn’t it?”

Garnet stepped in. “Everyone, let’s just give her some space.” She patted Peridot on the shoulder. “But if you’re interested, my offer is still up to teach you calming meditation.”

Peridot cocked an eyebrow. “What offer?”

Steven leaned over to Garnet to whisper. “She doesn’t remember anything.”

“Oh. Yikes.”

---

Peridot sat in the comfortable chair and thought. Whatever she was forgetting, it was putting everyone on edge around her. All of the gems had gone into the temple for the night, and Steven was sleeping. Pearl had explained, somewhat impatiently, that Peridot “still” couldn’t do anything that would disturb him. Instead Peridot decided to try this mysterious “sleeping” thing. She closed her eyes and tried to distract herself from the constant ache in her gem.

She fell asleep pretty quickly. It was almost like she'd done it before.

AND THEN SHE’S HEALED AND EVEREYONE;S JHALPPY HTE NEND

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