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futureseaempress · 1 year ago

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WIP Weekend Tag Game

I got tagged by @hypnostheory tyty bb

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more). (If you're an artist or other non-fic fandom creator, questions can be found here!)

1. WIP List:

okay bear with me theres a bunch

DAVEKAT -the cowboy one -the waho one and/or the office one -first date/Nastygum -tire trouble part two -the nanny au -the sweet home alabama au -more Silver paint CODA -glory -some princes don’t become kings

FIRST PRINCE -the soulmates au -the omegaverse au -the actor au -the baby one -the hockey one -threes giving - bachelor party -the autism/self expression one

TMA -that last chapter of fanning the flame that was supposed to be about agnes and Jack and I just never fucking wrote anything for it

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

here in search of your glory for sure

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

so if i ever finish it more silver paint is bound to be the longest

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

oooo i love writing the kid fic echoed through my mind is rlly fun tbh i like the drama and doing something ive never written before is rlly fun

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

ALL OF THEM but defo the sweet home alabama au bc i think about it allll the time

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

-the threesome one bc I have a rlly good idea for it but I’m convinced I’m gonna fall short bc I want it to be kind of long and I struggle with that

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

hya usually reads my stuff but uhhh the soulmate au for sure not bc of anything bad but bc it’s almost too quick and I need someone to help me like slow down and set the mood

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

ALL OF THEM ACTUALY i kinda just black out and start typing jibberish when i get too stuck and usually it works itself out

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

oh uh none of them. i suppose I’m gonna cheat and say the kid fic bc I’m playing with some characters who exist in name only and like I’ve written Philips kids as getting along with Shaan & Zahra’s and his youngest behave like Henry and Bea and June has a little girl who is just like Alex and Alex is going to have a daughter who is just like June

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

i'm gonna say the actor au but thats just cause i have plans

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

ooo I don’t do a lot of angst but I’m gonna say the threesome bc Alex is a Dingus in that one BUT MAYBE HOCKEY BC ITS SAD FOR OSCAR AND ARTHUR

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

ummmmmmmm. I’m gonna say. The omegaverse one actually it blends canon and fantasy rlly well

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

glory. the next chapter has like bits from my favorite concert stuff and I love it

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

I wanna say Glory but it could rlly go for any of them I think about them kind of all the time

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

the threesome one but that’s bc the idea is rlly good and I want to pull it off college aus are my favorite & should be easy cause I lived in a dorm from age 16-21 but still

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

ummmmm no? mb? I think about them before bed to get to sleep tho

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

so I like putting different venues of communication in my fic it’s kind of my favorite thing to add and I like writing emotional break downs where the text changes and the vibe becomes rlly frantic

but complexities is a hard stone to lift maybe the hockey one bc they aren’t together yet? and I mostly write established stuff? or the omegaverse one for the same reason

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

probs the threesome but that’s just bc hya and I had fun telling each other about it

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

NO LOL— maybe I should write something from Pez or Nora’s perspective for the threesome fic but that’s kind of cheating maybe Liam will get a chapter for funnies

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

My college au has a fight over the custody of Nora’s Keurig.

I’m not going to be tagging anyone bc I’m dreadfully late but if anyone wants to do it bc they saw it here they should!

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puppyboypatrick · 2 years ago

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me when im packed and im holding im smiling shes living shes golden she lives for me says she lives for me ovation her own motivation she comes round and she goes down on me and i make her smile like a drug for you do ever what you wanna do coming over you keep on smiling what we go through one stop to the rhythm that divides you and i speak to you like the chorus to the verse chop another line like a coda with a curse come on like a freak show takes the stage we give them the games to play she said i want something else to get me through this semi charmed kinda life baby baby i want something else im not listening when you say goodbye

#my post

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elizabeatrice · 5 years ago

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Episode 12 - The Little Mermaid

Let’s Talk About JSHK Anime #3

Warning: Manga spoilers for The Little Mermaid arc, The Clock Keeper arc, and chapter 64!!! (just a bit, skip point no. 5, 6, and 10 if you don’t want to get spoiled) Also … this ended up way longer than I intended.

Well that was one heck of a feels trip. It’s probably my new favorite episode, just because everyone is here being wholesome lmao.

This is mostly hananene meta I ain’t even gonna lie.

Before we begin, shout out to Black Canyon, our newest anime cutie pie. Just look at him, folks. Just chilling with his sunflower seed.

He has no idea the kind of life his owner leads.

I said before that the best part of episode 12 is how it made Daydream worse, so now I’m gonna ramble about it.

“Maybe different species can’t understand each other after all.”

“Maybe it would be better if I were an apparition too.”

This is my favorite part of the episode. And no, not in the sense that I want Nene to die just so that she and Hanako can be together. But because of how Lerche actually explored deeper what was said only once in the manga.

Well, both in the manga and anime Nene ended up accepting the mermaid’s blood because of her desire to be popular, but the anime decided to revisit what she said earlier in the episode.

Not only did that make her decision kinda less selfish, it’s also just … sad. Thinking that your friend, someone you really cared about, doesn’t trust you enough to tell you things about themselves, to the point where you’re willing to go to such lengths as turning into an apparition just to understand them.

And if you think about it, isn’t this part of her true wish? To have her feelings be reciprocated? Man I just realized that as I wrote this and I am mindblown.

She thought she finally got her wish with Hanako. I mean, he said it himself in the first ep (”You wanted someone, anyone, to return your feelings, right? And as far as you’re concerned, sharing a bond with someone is the same thing, right?”). So it must’ve hit her really hard when she thought he didn’t trust her. Especially with all the wrong ideas the fishes were feeding her mind.

Then we got this little flashback. At first I was like, “Girl, you really be thinking that he doesn’t care about you while recalling the moment he apologized to you and hugged you? Are you insane?”

But after some thinking of my own, it occurred to me. Maybe she was too used to having her feelings not reciprocated, she couldn’t believe it when someone finally did. Not to mention Hanako did kinda trick her with his fake confession a while back (heh, he’s not the only one with trust issues, eh?). And that just made the entire thing even sadder.

So when Nene said, “But I thought, if I were an apparition like you, I could get closer to you. Then, maybe I’d be able to understand you, Hanako-kun. Although I know I probably don’t mean anything to you.”

That was a harsh wake up call for Hanako.

(Btw even more full circle, Hanako brought up Nene’s wish to become human again in the first episode. Nice.)

So. We got one daikon girl who’s afraid of not having her feelings reciprocated, and one ghost boy who’s afraid that daikon girl wouldn’t be his friend anymore if she knew about his past.

While in actuality, said daikon girl already decided she wanted to and would be his friend no matter what, and ghost boy had grown to care about her more than he thought he would.

He heard what she said to Tsuchigomori. He knew all about regret, too. I mean, honestly, I think if she had said no, he’d let her walk away right then and there, no questions asked. But she didn’t.

Nene’s wish finally came true here. And the best part? It wasn’t the work of magic or curses. Just Hanako finally shoving his fear aside, offering himself as he was, and letting her decide.

And she still chose to be with him.

Heh. Lemme just. Sob for a bit.

Is my hananene trash brain reading too much into this? Idk. Maybe.

So props to the production team for managing to add even more weight to this arc. Which, they had to, since it’s the season finale and all. But I love what they did!

Onto my commentaries!

1. The KouNene

Good shit. She was worried about him but he didn’t want her to worry so he just smiled it off? These two are precious. Thought they were gonna interact. Sadly not. Buuuut! (see point 12)

2. Hanako’s classroom visit

He. Is. So. Adorable. Someone please take his babey license away he’s too dangerous.

Hanako’s classroom visit is like my absolute favorite clingy Hanako moment, so I’m really happy I get to see it this season. Ugh. My kokoro. Hugging her from behind, that semi confession vibe … Smooth mf.

The Mokke brushing Nene’s hair!!! The radish hairdo tho lmao.

On a sidenote, as a history nerd I appreciate that they’re actually putting lessons in the background. And the teacher talked about Apollo 11 again??? While my boy was in the room? That ish both hurt and pleased me.

3. The Clock Keeper rumor drop

Heeeeeehhhhh? What’s thiiiiiissss?

4. This freaking thing

*flips table* Darn production team been knew I’m hananene trash how dare they do this to me.

And lookie here there’s Kodama chilling.

5. Fishies! (!!!manga spoiler for The Little Mermaid arc!!!)

Pufferfish didn’t die. Well, good for him. Also I can’t believe they just call the other fish ‘yeah yeah’ lmao what the freak. Has it always been like that in the manga?

6. AOI AND AKANE (!!!spoilers for chapter 64!!!)

I swear I did not intend this numbering coincidence.

*claps* Boi. Nene asking Aoi about cutting ties with someone she’s interested in? And then Akane just swooped in and say he’d rather cut his head off than cut ties with Aoi? What about getting impaled, huh, boy? Would that do?

The not-so-subtle call out to these two pairs’ parallel? BOI.

7. Nene and Yako

These two just chilling together having girl talk, and Yako let Nene pet her? That’s some adorable shit right there. Admit it Yako you like her.

Yako also be really hitting home with what she said. It was extra heavy coming from her, considering what happened to her and Misaki. Boiiiiii.

8. Tsuchigomori

Oh my God, his laughter. Just … oh my God.

Tsuchigomori in dad mode is always one of the highlights of the episode/chapter.

By the way, in this scene according to the sub, Nene asked Tsuchigomori who Tsukasa is. But she knew who he is already. Is it possible that the sub misinterpreted it? ‘Cause I think what she actually meant was, “What happened to him and Tsukasa-kun in the past?”

If someone who speaks Japanese could share their wisdom, please do!

9. The 5 pm bell and twilight

Look how pretty they are!!!

Lo and behold, another important hananene interaction while the 5 pm bell plays in the background. Also, twilight? Y’all giving me Kimi no Na wa flashbacks.

“Twilight, when it’s neither day or night. When the world blurs and one might encounter something not human.”

Huh … kinda fits the ‘boundary’ concept but it still hurt.

Anyway they still had Hanako tell her what she already knew. And I did say in my ‘Walking Blind’ post that it’d be redundant. But since the episode kinda emphasized Nene’s desire to understand Hanako, having him actually tell her himself, even though she already knew it, was a big deal. It’s not about what she knows, it’s about him opening up to her. So I’m super cool with it.

10. The Broadcasting Club (!!!spoilers for The Clock Keeper arc!!!)

I love how Natsuhiko and Sakura are actually decent people. When he told Mitsuba that he was free to choose to stay with them or not? That’s solid, man. Though, of course, Tsukasa might not be as kind.

Speaking of, I know it couldn’t be anything else, but I’m still not sure if Tsukasa’s drawing was confirmation for season 2. Don’t wanna get my hopes up. Imma just enjoy what I currently have.

Kinda curious, though. Because Clock Keeper wasn’t Tsukasa’s doing. Maybe he was the one who released Mirai? But tbh I’d prefer if it wasn’t so. Because having more cases of supernaturals going loco without it being one of Tsukasa’s games is interesting, and kinda underlines the need of The Seven Wonders to keep supernaturals in check.

11. Kodama just chilling

12. The Adventures of Minamoto and the Summer Vegetables

You go, Kou! I’m rooting for you oh my God you’re so precious.

And look at that ikemen smile! Him supporting Kou is just top notch sweet y’all I can’t-

Ngl this was the biggest surprise of the episode. Teru finding out that summer vegetables = Nene? Broooooo. Interesting. I don’t think this little addition warrants any changes to their future interaction, so it should be safe. Clever replacement, too, those veggies.

It’s so sweet that Nene delivered those veggies to Kou! Just imagine the Minamoto family having veggies for dinner. Awww.

(Also, Nene wrote her name in hiragana instead of kanji. Is that a reference to how bad Kou is with kanji? Lol, so sweet)

13. The Coda!!!

Look at him. Just look at him. Look how lovesick he is y’all I can’t-

THEY’RE SO ADORABLE.

All in all, I love this episode. Sorry for how long this post is. I’m just dealing with so many feels right now. Gaaahhhhh.

#jibaku shounen hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #hanako #minamoto kou #yashiro nene #akane aoi #aoi akane #yako #tsuchigomori #mitsuba sousuke #hyuuga natsuhiko #nanamine sakura #yugi tsukasa #kodama #minamoto teru #let's talk about jshk anime #bea rambles #hananene

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mittensmorgul · 4 years ago

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You don't have to publish this if you don't want, but I'm just still hurting. I've never been so shockingly disappointed by a show's finale before. I'm still in shock by it, and it took some time for it to sink in that that was it. There's no "maybe next week's episode will be better, retcon this, etc." Nope, it's over. It's still too hard to watch old eps and remember how excited/optimistic I was about endgame. This thing that meant so much is now kinda just a footnote in my memory.

I am so, so sorry.

I’m alternately infuriated by the finale, and in complete denial of its existence. There is no other feeling worthy of... whatever the heck that was supposed to be.

I hope you can find some peace, at least enough to engage with the rest of the series and remember what you loved about it, what brought you hope and happiness in the past. 40 minutes of bad everything shouldn’t cancel out 15 years of show that had begun promising free will and vindication for everything TFW had been fighting for since day one.

When the finale effectively demonstrates what the ultimate big bad of the entire series would’ve wanted, I think it’s only fair-- especially after the penultimate episode showed that big bad defeated in every meaningful way-- that we can acknowledge that episode as irrelevant, meaningless, and disposable. The final big bad was lampshaded as The Author directing the entire narrative, and his story should’ve been rendered moot the moment his power was nullified. And yet in our universe there was still one episode of story to deliver. Someone had to articulate the characters’ choices in a world truly liberated from Authorial Intent. What we saw was An Author making choices FOR the characters, not anything that any of the characters would’ve chosen based on *waves hand at the entire previous 15 seasons of character development and growth.* So for me it’s been remarkably easy and liberating to just laugh and completely disregard the finale.

I know it’s not easy for others. I know how much hope we invested into actually SEEING Sam, Dean, Cas, Jack, Eileen... EVERYONE really... actually free enough to make their own life going forward, finally liberated from Chuck’s endless rounds of suffering. Instead they delivered the worst possible outcome in every way, where nobody actually achieved the promise of their stories, or got to truly enjoy the freedom they’d fought their entire lives for. The sheer absurdity of the finale, the fact that it was Just That Awful, in some ways makes it far easier for me to dismiss it as irrelevant to the rest of the series. If it had been even moderately, reasonably acceptable albeit still depressingly sad, I would be having far more difficulty just flat-out rejecting it from canon. But they really worked overtime to make it suck balls, and for that I’m kinda grateful...

I know it might not help in reality, since fic isn’t canon any more than actor statements or meta analysis is canon, but there are a multitude of wonderful alternate ending scenarios already posted here and on AO3. The fact the show chose to show us what would’ve happened had Chuck actually won and got the ending he’d been trying to squeeze out of the Winchesters for years anyway, even after his power was stripped from him, I think that renders the finale just as much a bit of fanfic as anything any of us has produced. And that pleases me.

And while we’re here, a bit of shameless self-promotion (I guess this is the “here’s my soundcloud” equivalent from twitter?): the alternate ending fic I’ve been working on since the finale aired is almost done. Well, technically the “this could actually be canon and completely replace the episode” bit IS finished, but I’m writing an episode coda chapter because I can do what I want. And I’m leaving it as an open-ended ‘verse that I’ll likely write in for years to come, because this is what COULD have happened, if the show hadn’t decided to take the worst possible route.

We all still have free will here in this universe, and we all have the absolute right to declare garbage garbage. If store-bought sucks, you can make your own. :’D

I hope you’re able to find peace, either by acknowledging that ending was craptacular and rejecting it, or by finding a way around it in canon (and canon has left us innumerable ways to explain the entire episode away from nightmares to djinn poison to witch curses to alternate universes to french mistake style scenarios-- the list goes on and on. I mean, for all we know, Dabb actually got his hands on Human!Chuck’s Supernatural Fanfic and just chose to present it in canon in our universe. The fourth wall break at the end of the episode kinda gives us blatant permission to see it that way. So I blame them, since they chose to both present something so absurd AND to tear down the wall between SPN and our universe in one fell swoop. For me, it took any power from the entire episode, and again, I’m kinda grateful to that shoving the curtain aside.

#spn 15.20 #i know i've said all this before but it always merits repeating #i've found this cathartic and liberating and refuse to give this episode power #to destroy the best of what the show has always been for me #Anonymous

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zmediaoutlet · 4 years ago

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my year of fic (2020)

I had a lapse in doing this, because the end of 2019 was just---a haze---but I thought it might be fun to try again on this, my first day off of 2021. Ignoring for a moment the armed sedition and the pandemic and the general feeling like the world’s about to spin upside down, I think it might be a good day. Let me try to feel some joy in writing, so that I might do some more writing this weekend. There’s a chance!

Per the AO3 stats tracker:

Total words written in 2020: 278,664 (Compared to 2019: 201,375 -- definite improvement!) That brings the overall AO3 published total to: 1,160,723. Jesus. I need another hobby, haha.

I’ll try to collect a year masterlist below, but let’s see what happened with stats first.

fic with most hits, which is not the same thing as best: no disguising truths i’ve sold -- y’all are fiends for the dadsex, just admit it. It always gives me a giggle how many hits these ones have with so few people actually interacting. :)

fic with most kudos, which I guess means people admitted they liked it: there will be better days -- which I guess isn’t a surprise, written when it was, but it’s still super gratifying to see that people enjoyed it. This one takes top spot for most of the other categories, too, so I’m going to go for the 2nd-placers on the next few...

fic with (2nd-)most comment threads, which I guess means people wanted to chat about it: In a Cursed Hour, which is a pleasant surprise! This is the very long gen (with sneaky pining!Dean), the first part of which was technically finished this year. I hope I come back to it at some point, because the story is... great, haha. Just super hard to write. Gratifying that people wanted to talk about it!

fic with (2nd-)most bookmarks, which I guess means people want to read it again: see things so much clearer -- aw, now that’s a nice surprise! This kinda felt like channeling old-school weecest, in some ways, so it’s cool that people seem to have enjoyed it.

fic with (2nd)-most subscriptions, which I guess means people are hoping for more: welcome to capitalism -- another nice surprise! I almost forgot about this one: a little ruthless, a little kind. Logical choices in a world that sucks, kind of my favorite genre, haha.

longest fic: what comes after certainty -- ow, ow. This is a---strange one---started in 2019 before the haze, published finally in a bit of ignominy, still not read by the recipient I’m pretty sure because it’s fucking depressing, haha. But I’m kinda proud of it, or at least proud of myself for finishing it, so I guess it’s good that I spent this many words on it.

least popular fic, if we’re going by kudos: transference -- lol, that makes sense -- Umbrella Academy momcest? That said tho, it’s kinda fun and you should read it. Diego’s just the biggest mommy’s boy. Ahem.

The best thing writing-wise about this year was stretching into stuff I wouldn’t normally write, thanks to the charity drives. Maybe I’ll try to do that again this year; I’m sure something horrific will happen that will need some monetary support.

In the meantime, here are all of the fics I wrote this year, in order that they were written. Probably Sam/Dean unless otherwise specified. Imagine retrospective montage music:

January

none. no surprise here.

February

the hollow summer - E. Boy King Sam, AU.

March

‘he has a kiss stuck in his mouth’ - M. Pining!Dean, Stanford era.

no disguising truths i’ve sold - E. John/Deanna, pre-series.

“I almost died” - T. Jared/Jensen, firefighter!Jared fluff.

‘sam waking dean up with his mouth’ - E, somnophilia, married!sex.

relay - E, D/s play.

April

extreme pollen warning - E, sex pollen, established relationship.

whatever we were before - E, Dragon Age AU, mage!Sam/warrior!Dean.

‘cokehead!Alex’ - T. Alex/JDM; part one.

pragmatics - E. Established wincest, past Dean/others. Prostitution.

May

teamwork (makes the dream work) - Alex/Jared/Jensen. cokehead!verse pt 2.

to dream of the next - E. First time, pining!Sam.

In a Cursed Hour: Protesting Fate Supreme - T. Men of Letters AU, ch.6.

June

FFFB 1 - M. Gabriel/Rowena, meeting through the years.

FFFB 2 - E. A/B/O, first time.

FFFB 3 - E. Jensen/Jeff, voyeur!Jared, Non-AU.

FFFB 4 - M. Cloud/Sephiroth, mindfuck.

FFFB 5 - M. Amos/Alex, pantykink.

FFFB 6 - E. Dubcon shading to noncon, pining!Dean.

FFFB 7 - M. Hannibal/Will, first kiss.

FFFB 8 - E. Post-Michael possession, piercings, body mods.

FFFB 9 - M. Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, AU.

FFFB 10 - M. Dean/Bobby, Stanford era.

FFFB 11 - E. Mommy!kink, bunker era.

FFFB 12 - M. Gen, Sam’s wall, mild self-harm.

FFFB 13 - M. Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes, racial discussion.

FFFB 14 - M. s2, Sam’s cast.

FFFB 15 - E. Jared/Jensen, established relationship, CBT.

FFFB 16 - E. weecest, first time.

FFFB 17 - M. Sam/Dean/Jack.

FFFB 18 - M. Amnesia.

FFFB 19 - E. BDSM, sub!Dean, dildos.

FFFB 20 - E. A/B/O, demon!Dean, noncon.

FFFB 21 - T. Established relationship, Stanford discussion.

FFFB 22 - E. Dubcon, time travel, soulless!Sam/young!Dean, prostitution.

FFFB 23 - M. Implied Dean/John, jealous!Sam.

FFFB 24 - E. ‘The End’!verse, Lucifer!Sam/Dean, noncon.

FFFB 25 - E. Tentacles, body horror, oviposition.

FFFB 26 - E. Belly bulge!kink.

July

none. apparently I needed a break.

August

have a cigar - E. Sam’s powers, slight D/s.

welcome to capitalism - E. Jared/Jensen, prostitution.

September

the wealth gap - E. ‘capitalism’ pt 2; Jared/Jensen, prostitution.

what comes after certainty - M. Mutual pining, amnesia.

reunion theory - E. Cloud/Sephiroth, Cloud/Hojo. Body horror, torture, mpreg. Fic for fire relief 1.

the honeytrap - E. Jared/Jensen, mob!AU. FFFR 2.

scotch courage - M. Sam/Kevin, hair play. FFFR 3.

he will tear your city down - E. Damen/Laurent, slight D/s. FFFR 4.

cyrano - E. Jensen/Antony Starr, established J2. D/s, consensual infidelity. FFFR 5.

two runners on base - E. Dean/Deacon, established relationship, BDSM, DP. FFFR 6.

what’s to stop me, pretty baby - E. Noncon, MoC!Dean. FFFR 7.

the need to choose - E. A/B/O, pregnant!Dean. FFFR 8.

transference - E. Diego Hargreeves/Grace, mommy kink. FFFR 9.

vertex - E. John/Dean, Stanford era, pining!Dean. FFFR 10.

faith without works is dead - M. Sam’s powers, violence, dubcon. FFFR 11.

be subject to each other - E. Photography, facial. FFFR 12.

October

you know i’m gonna be like him - M. Past Dean/John, child abuse. FFFR 13.

unbalance - E. A/B/O, Jared/Jensen, prostitute!Jared. FFFR 14.

buccaneer - E. Crowley/Deanna, demon!Dean, always-a-girl!Dean. FFFR 15.

make much of time - E. Sam/Dean/Jack, virginity kink. FFFR 16.

see things so much clearer - E. Pre-series, first time, diaries. FFFR 17.

won’t let you let me down so easily - E. Sam/Brady, Sam/others, Stanford era, mind control, gangbang, noncon. FFFR 18.

the beams of our house are cedar - E. Bunker era, panties, feminization. FFFR 19.

November

negotiation tactics - E. Homelander/Soldier Boy, D/s, superpower sex.

finale coda - M. Heaven.

15.19 coda - T. Jack as god.

there will be better days - E. Heaven, first time.

December

a leaden anchor - E. Post-Playthings.

That’s it. I haven’t had a single writing thought in my head since that last one. Here’s hoping it comes back in 2021!

#my writing #my year of fic #2020 masterlist

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fireblight · 3 years ago

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headcanon 008. Karin’s memory is exceptional, long-spanning and highly-detailed, borderline eidetic, though her recollecting proficiency is less an innate oddity of her mind and more-so a practised ability. She was always a very visual and analytical thinker, a quick learner and deeply logical despite her powerful emotions, but her memory didn’t become meticulous and near-perfect until Otogakure. In the Hidden Sound, memory was the line between madness and sanity, an underappreciated weapon. Muddled as her identity was, made obscure by repeated traumas and the resulting complexes that developed from them untreated ( if not totally, if unknowingly, encouraged ), she was keenly aware of the events that led her to her circumstances within the village, though her recollection of those memories are processed and remembered differently than how she then trains herself to remember things.

Memories of childhood, of significant emotional events, are recalled more physically, emotionally, having a sort of gauzy haze around them. Language is distorted, details of the face are lost, flecks of important detail withering with age like old paintings, pieces of ancient history. But the emotions are recalled with utmost clarityー vivid as the day she experienced them. Due to the fact her personal coda demands that she does not forget the inception of her life path’s diversion into the dark and nebulous underworld, as well as the root motivation for her survivalist philosophy, she cannot allow herself to forget these memories, blindingly painful as most of them are. To her warped perspective, she can’t even allow herself to move on from that trauma until much later in her life, instead electing to consciously repress them until eventually it erupts into a dramatic, all-consuming return to the past, usually attached to a severe depressive or impulsive episode that is accompanied by isolating tactics, ghosting, binge drinking, irresponsible activities, substance abuse, you name itー it’s a deeply traumatic experience that takes a long time for her to work on healing.

On the flipside, the rest of her mind is exceedingly objective. The rest of her memories, developed in Otogakure and onwards ( aside from the most jarringly emotional events among them ), can be best compared to a meticulous filing system. It’s an automatic processing of the world around her, and you can assume that even in the most mundane of circumstances or simple of conversations, there is a background observation of tiny details, slips of information, of anything that is deemed useful or interesting enough to become relevant again in the future. Even if the stimulus appears to be utterly devoid of purpose, she tucks it away in the shadows of her psyche regardless, consistently accumulating a hoard of information that can be used to manipulate future situations for good or ill ( but always in her own, or her own people’s, interests ).

It’s admittedly an incredibly manipulative tactic, though the environs of Otogakure made it a necessaryーlife-saving, evenーskill to have. As her sensory capabilities were honed, becoming familiar with the subtle shifts that signified the minute differences in chakra signatures, so too were her more cerebral processes: facial recognition, then the associations of names and a visual stimuli attached to the name and face to better connect the two with any following knowledge, such as abilities, curse seal status, triggers, strengths, weaknesses, important connections... Essentially, Karin understood that though her sensing gave her an upper hand, it’s a fool’s errand to become completely dependent on an ability that she may be unable to use at any given point ( such as when she needs to suppress her chakra for whatever reason ), and in order to not only survive but manage the hoards of Orochimaru’s experiments and the shadowy labyrinth of Otogakure, she had to achieve the closest thing to omniscience as possible.

Her youth as a warden is marked by an obsessive, encyclopaedic collection of folders involving information about her fellow subordinates, her superiors, allies, and inmates. As she strengthened her memory, as well as developing her ability to notice such crucial details in the first place, she added to her notes, more-so out of boredom than anything else. Said notes were clinical, though occasionally descriptive, varying from information gathered from experiments to overheard conversations to, even, hypotheses derived from the fluctuations in a person’s chakra when reacting to visual or verbal stimuli. That being said, she always marks when something is proven, when there is ambiguity ( needing further testing ), or when it’s purely something she is theorizing.

She’s sort of a hoarder by nature, though in odd, particular ways. Romantically, she’ll hoard or steal small belongings of the person she’s enamoured with, for example, and personally she is very indulgent on accumulating a vast array of beauty products and perfumes, though she has lesser collections as well. This hoarding tendency reaches to how she retains information about her friends, loved ones, acquaintances later onー while she no longer has physical files ( the temptation is there, particularly as she has her semi-private hideout ), she has mental files whose detail honestly borders on kinda creepy. It can give her an almost oracular nature, as she easily retains details referenced abstractly in conversations that are easily forgotten by the other due to its insignificance in the grander scheme of their relationship, thus somehow appearing to know things she shouldn’t.

#long post #you know how like #dennis in iasip in the therapy episode #casually mentions his files on dee and the gang #that's her like to a T #she is nosy and prone to obsessive behaviours so like.#:/#while creepy she's an excellent gift giver and u never have to worry about her forgetting ur bday x #charadev #headcanon

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there-must-be-a-lock · 5 years ago

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Remote Control

J2 x Reader

Word Count: 1895

Warnings: Smut! Long-distance threesome smut featuring a nifty gadget and Jensen’s phenomenally filthy mouth, with a sprinkling of sweet fluff on top.

A/N: For the “toys” prompt in my 2K(inky) Challenge. The first of a few codas I have planned to Everything, but I don’t think you need to read that to enjoy this.

The gizmo involved is called the “We-Vibe Sync.” We live in the future.

You got it all set up yet? Someone’s impatient.

Yeah, hang on.

I slipped the vibrator in and adjusted it until it fit snugly, pressing against both my clit and my g-spot, and then I grabbed my laptop and settled back against my pillows, feeling a nervous thrill in the base of my stomach as I clicked the Skype call icon.

Jensen picked up right away, and I couldn’t help the stupid, happy grin that stretched across my face when the little image of them popped up on the screen. They were lying on their sides, spooning, facing the laptop, Jensen behind Jared with his chin tucked over Jared’s shoulder. I could see enough bare chest to assume they were naked, and my stomach flipped. I set my laptop down on a pillow next to me and turned on my side, mirroring them, so it was almost like we were face to face.

“Hey, you,” Jared said, with a big dimpled grin. Jensen was just looking at me, eyes soft, and I beamed helplessly for a moment.

I’d wrapped for the season and gone home, but they still had a week of shooting left, and I missed them so much it felt like I had a hole in my fucking chest.

“You like your present?” Jensen asked.

I nodded, and angled the screen so that they could see the rest of my naked body, all the way down to where the purple silicone of the toy showed, nestled between my legs.

“Shit,” Jared half-laughed, and when I turned the camera back up to my face, Jensen gave me a sly smile.

Jared reached out and grabbed a phone from somewhere out of view, and they focused on it for a moment, Jensen whispering something in Jared’s ear that made them both smirk.

“This is some space age shit,” Jared commented. His fingers moved over the screen, and then they both looked at me expectantly. A moment later I felt a low vibration.

“Whoa,” I breathed. It was more from surprise, than anything; the vibration was barely a tickle, but it was still kind of amazing that they were controlling it from another fucking country.

“Give her a little more,” Jensen said quietly. I watched Jared’s long fingers moving and then felt the answering hum between my legs. It wouldn’t be enough to make me come, but I could feel tendrils of heat starting to prickle in my guts.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” said Jared, low and fervent, and I flushed.

“You are,” I said softly. “Miss your fuckin’ face.”

“God, you guys are gross for each other,” Jensen grumbled, but then he bit his lip, dropping the facade, and confessed, “Guess we’re both kinda crazy about you. Not the same here without our girl.”

I got a little choked up at that. It had been hard, leaving them; I still felt like the outsider in the relationship most of the time, and I couldn’t help but wonder if they missed me in the same achy all-consuming way I’d been missing them. But I could see it plain as day, written all over their faces. Jensen was kissing the curve of Jared’s neck, absent-mindedly mouthing there even as his hand fidgeted with something out of the frame, but their attention was fully focused on me; they were watching me with soft, open expressions, totally unguarded, eyes locked on the screen.

Except then Jensen was reaching down, out of sight, and Jared’s eyes rolled back in his head. Jensen was still watching me, staring straight at me as if to gauge my reaction as he did something that made Jared’s mouth drop open. Arousal pooled low in my belly, making my cunt flutter and clench around the barely-there vibration.

Jensen grinned and drawled, “We talk about you all the time, y’know. You should hear some of the filthy things he wants to do to you, when we get home.”

“Yeah?” I asked breathlessly.

Jared’s eyes fluttered open again. “Miss touching you,” he said, almost shyly. He circled his fingers over the phone screen and answering vibrations hit my g-spot. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together tightly.

“I miss watching him touch you,” Jensen said. I saw the muscles of his shoulder roll and Jared sighed, chest heaving. “The way you try to fuck yourself on his fingers when you’re close. The way you taste on his fingers.”

I shivered, transfixed by the wicked curve of Jensen’s smile as he spoke.

“God, you don’t even know,” Jared sighed. He rocked back against Jensen’s hand and I bit back a whimper. Part of me wanted to see more, but… his face.

“Tell her,” Jensen whispered, right up against his ear, and the muscles in his arm were flexing in time with Jared’s quick, sharp breaths.

“Want to eat you out until you’re dripping all over my face,” Jared said hoarsely, and his eyes were smoldering as he watched me. “Want to just… fuck, wanna just lick you slow, fuck you with my tongue until you’re shaking and begging and just - Jesus, fucking fuck, wish you were here, I -”

He groaned, twisting back against Jensen, and then fiddled with his phone for a second with what looked like intense concentration.

I whined as the vibrations started to pulse, more intense now, a rhythmic buzz that I could feel sizzling under my skin. I reached down instinctively to touch myself, to push the vibrator down harder, something, anything, but Jensen shook his head.

“Don’t,” he warned. “Greedy girl. We’re in charge tonight. Understand?”

“Sorry,” I whispered. I grabbed the pillow instead, holding on tight.

“You miss having our hands all over you?” he said, raspy and heated. “You like how it feels when I’m holding you down for him? When I remind you who you belong to?”

I whimpered, squeezing around the vibrator. “Yeah.”

“I fucking love it,” he growled. “Love spreading you open, teasing you until you can barely stand it, getting you ready for him. The face you make when he starts fucking you open… you have no idea. You make such a fucking mess, dripping all over yourself, and you’re still so fucking tight you’re losing it by the time he’s got that big thick cock stuffed in your perfect little pussy. The way you let him pound into you until you’re screaming and sore and out of your head and you’ll still beg for more…”

“Shit,” I gasped. I was so fucking wet, just from clenching around the vibrations and listening to his fucking voice, but it wasn’t enough to push me over the edge.

“He wants me to fuck him while he’s inside you,” Jensen said. Jared made a low, anguished sound, grinding back against him.

“Yeah,” I breathed. “Fuck, yeah, I wanna feel that.”

“All of us spooned together, just like this,” Jensen said, with a grin, and then on the last word I could see him shift and press forward, holding Jared in place with an arm across his chest. Jared let out this gorgeous, gravelly moan, arching back.

“Holy shit,” I choked out. “Need more, c’mon, please, I -”

“You want to feel that?” Jensen said, and his voice was strained now, his breathing harsh as he rocked forward. “Feel him moving, knowing it’s me pushing him deeper into you?”

“Please,” I groaned again, and Jared was gasping like he was drowning, but he fumbled with the phone. The vibration intensified, suddenly, and bright heat cramped in my core, making me cry out and twist forward.

“Fuck, love watching you,” Jared said breathlessly, watching me with a dazed, wondering expression. “Just like this, watching your face, so fucking perfect, I just - miss you, god, I miss you so much.”

He let the phone drop, bracing himself with a hand on the mattress to push back against Jensen’s thrusts, and Jensen’s mouth dropped open in a gorgeous red O.

I bit my lip, whining with every exhale, feeling pressure simmering low and inevitable in my belly. It was maddening not being in control; I wanted to touch, to turn up the speed of the quick even pulses, to grind the heel of my hand down against the vibrator and buck my hips up until I was coming so hard I couldn’t see straight. Instead I just clutched the pillow, my thighs shaking, as I watched the two of them: sweat shining on flushed cheeks, Jared’s chest heaving, Jensen’s arm flexing.

“Can you imagine how good that’s gonna feel?” Jensen sighed against Jared’s ear. “Being wrapped around her like this, feeling her hot, soaking wet cunt squeezing your cock every time I shove into you… you could grab her hair, use it to pull her back against you harder…”

I whimpered as a wave of arousal hit me with the force of a fucking freight train. I could feel the tension gathering under my skin, twisting up my insides, tugging at my spine.

“Look at her,” Jensen whispered, and his eyes held mine steadily as he fucked Jared harder. “She’s imagining your cock splitting her open right now, she’s about to come for us, ‘bout to fucking lose it thinking about the way you feel inside her... Aren’t you, princess?”

“Yeah,” I gritted out. “Yeah, fuck, so close, just need -”

Jared cursed and swiped at the phone screen again. The vibrations throbbed against my clit and fizzed deep inside me, and it felt like my orgasm was thudding through my entire body like a heartbeat, pulsing down to my toes, thumping out from my core, thrumming through my skull in wave after blinding wave of white-hot electricity.

It didn’t stop. The vibrator kept buzzing, drawing it out, making me shudder as it splintered through me. It felt like my muscles were spasming, my limbs wracked with little seizures, and I bit down on the pillow to try to stifle the wild sobs that were catching deep in my chest.

“Fuck, okay, enough,” I stuttered.

I managed to wrench my eyes open, and the sight of them made me gasp and shiver all over again. Jared was shaking, his head thrown back and his mouth open in a choked, wordless cry, and as I watched, Jensen gasped and buried his face in the curve of Jared’s neck, curling into him and holding him close as he came.

I let out a broken, high-pitched whine as one last shock of pleasure lanced through me, paralyzing me for a moment, and then I couldn’t take it any more. I pulled the toy out with a slick obscene sound and jabbed at the buttons until it stopped.

I settled back down, rubbing my cheek into the pillow, boneless and content. On the screen, Jared was reaching up and back, his hand cupping the back of Jensen’s head, his face tilted up as Jensen leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth. I still felt like I was intruding, sometimes, when I saw them like this, tangled together so sweetly with those soft intimate smiles.

They both turned those soft smiles on me, then, and I felt like I was melting.

“How’d I get so fucking lucky?” I asked, around the thick lump in my throat, and Jared laughed while Jensen rolled his eyes.

��We’re the lucky ones,” Jared said firmly, and I could tell that, somehow, he really believed it.

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#j2 #j2 fic #j2 x reader #j2 smut #spn #supernatural rpf #jared padalecki x reader x jensen ackles #jensen ackles x reader #jared padalecki x reader

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animeandfilmotaku · 5 years ago

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What about a curse (Kinda Howl’s Moving Castle Meta and analysis)

There seems to be a big confusion on that plot point (While perfect in other ways visually and sound wise) which my friend on the context of Sophie’s curse as we rewatch the film for a 5th or 6th time, I mean it is a good film so I am going to try to explain it based on my rambling with her which is wild

We started with a Greek myth of creation which showcase that notion of persons searching for that other as people used to be hybrids as waxed poetically by Plato

“…humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”-Plato

So it brings that notion that soulmates are longing for that other half cut off, it could be a physical sense like a companion or perhaps the self and seeking fulfilment.

In Howl’s Moving Castle it could be played differently as the search of that self and how one must improves.

In one case is the perception of self, and one must grow within it. It is not mentioned loudly in the films, but the books by Diane Wynne Jones (That which I am not particularly keen on the books while fun, mostly on Howl, which I will express much later). Sophie’s curse is explained obviously that she has a power of words to make or break it. That power which made the broom move or continuing her aged self. (Book fans help me in that area).

About Miyazaki’s film-Sophie seen herself lowly unlike her beautiful sister Lettie (The Book has 4 sisters perhaps Miyazaki cut it down for pacing reasons) and seen working behind the scenes, almost blending to the crowd. She is even catcalled as a “mouse” which is associated with timidity and inferiority, hiding herself in the rooms, while her other colleagues gossip over trivial matters. It is plain and simple-she inherits her father’s hat shop and that is all.

But no, she seems to be transcended by a beautiful stranger, Howl which he spoke the smoothest line in the universe, which holds a much heavier brevity in the coda. So she seems entranced by him (No surprise I would be too hahah) which leads to a conversation of her sister which Howl is rumoured to eat the heart out of young impressionable girls. Which we have this conclusion of Howl- He is a womaniser and all around douche bag (Well that sounds like Gaston from Disney’s Beauty and The beast). And she wondered if she would get that feeling of validation from him.

Perhaps it is just a figment of imagination.

As usual, she came to normal life, which she came across to The Witch of the Waste, which unfortunately carried that toxic self. Of course things did not go well and boom she is an old woman.

Yes she has the physicality of an old lady with aching bones, nasally voice and all. That is the exterior self that she seen herself lowly- fearful of the unknown and herself. Hell she even screamed to Howl in his extreme meltdown on his external appearance (Which is the funniest shit), that she is never validate for physical beauty and heck she even doubt herself for the lovely gift of the garden given by Howl.

Her goal is simple- to get the Witch of the Waste to break the spell which we found much later that she cannot do it as she made curses.

However the curse lessened when she takes action, revealing her younger self. Whenever it is the focus on the present moments, like appreciating the river or her love confession to Madame Sullivan, that she seen the good in Howl as an intelligent and compassionate person hiding beneath the mask of arrogance, or perhaps showing compassion to the now harmless Witch of the Waste and even more courageously staying resilient when Howl goes for a bloody war.

The old Sophie will cower in fear, staying behind the scenes in her father’s shop. However no, she made brave choices for her newfound family- whenever it was to provide Markl a safe space or giving a pep talk to the otherwise stubborn Calcifer. For some reason, she reminded me of the women in wartimes how they have to stay mentally strong despite grievances, of fathers, brothers, sons and even nephews by holding themselves to resourcefulness. I do not know if it is Miyazaki saw the strength in mums and aunts on it. I actually admired it, as my mum simply summarised that notion in a text when I am down “Even Sophie who thinks she’s ugly when she’s not and she let go”.

It is that power of a mindset which we need to change internally and that is a beautiful notion. That you can build resilience and strength with your found family and of course yourself.

Howl, too have that journey of himself but much different from Sophie. Ok about the books, the reasoning I dislike the books that Howl’s full on douche mood and to the point of unlikeable. He is just childish and whiny, and feels like a f**kboi

What Miyazaki did is a stroke of genius to make him more likeable, yes he has his childish moments. However he learnt to grow up to be a compassionate man

That notion of Howl’s childishness needs to be stripped away which is his ego and reliance on himself. Yes he fears his teacher Madame Sullivan like a monster under his bed and yes he fears for being vulnerable that it would cause much pain. Hence the small stone is actually Howl’s heart which leads him to detachment of the world, similar to Olgried Von Everenc’s immorality in exchange of his detachment to his wife Iris in the Witcher games.

He could do what he pleases, but at a price. And that price is that he become inhuman.

And it is that push from Sophie (Of course in clever disguise as a king) that we seen a growth in Howl that he no longer fearful, stirred by Sophie’s resilience. Heck the most romantic line in the film aside “I have been looking for you is this” is that “I am no longer running away because of you. “ when she plead to flee from the horrors of war

Gone the days which he hid himself in his room full of talismans and spells, and reply on impersonating different personas to hide his true self. And that true self is that he is an intelligent wizard filled with compassion and bravery as much as Sophie.

There is this bible passage that summarise Howl’s journey so beautifully

“but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. *11*When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. *12*For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.”- 1 Cor 13:11-13 (NIV)

And that last act of kindness is to validate Sophie, not as a cleaning lady but a brave woman who faced all odds, in order to save him.

And I think it is a beautiful story that we must look ourselves with dignity and strength, not physical appearances. And of course we must have an agency to change oneself in order to benefit the community.

#howl's moving castle #meta #Diane Wynne Jones #Sophie hatter #howl pendragon #hayao miyazaki #self esteem #studio ghibli #ghibli meta

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drsilverfish · 5 years ago

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15x03 Coda - Castiel in the Desert

Cas drives through the night and into the pale morning.

He has the things Sam thrust into his hands; fake IDs, credit cards, a change of clothes, a bag of weapons.

His own few possessions, the things from his life in Lebanon, Kansas, that he’d treasured: a “Welcome Home” card with a bee on it from Claire Novak, sent after he got resurrected from the Empty; the music tape Dean made him; a polaroid of Jack, leaning on the bonnet of the Impala, smiling; the T-shirt Sam printed for him which read (in Enochian) “It’s funnier in Enochian” - these, he’d left behind, a small pile on the bed in the room that had, sometimes, been his.

Sedona, Arizona, a place of red rocks and juniper trees. He doesn’t want to think too hard about why he picked this town. But, he can’t lie to himself. Some of the Westerns he watched with Dean, back when Dean seemed eager to be in his company, were filmed around Sedona. Angel and the Badman, starring John Wayne, he remembers particularly, because Dean had looked at him before they pressed “play” and said “That’s kinda you and me, huh?”.

He figures a semi ex-angel who still has some healing powers can get lost here, amongst the spiritual seekers and ley-line tourists.

It’s fall, and the yellow-greens of the oaks, the reds of the maples, against a blue sky heading into noon, are almost psychedelic in their bright potency, as he drives along the road into Oak Creek Canyon.

Being “Steve” back in Rexburg, Idaho, after the great angel-fall, had given Cas some life-skills outside of hunting. He plans to head to the library in Oak Creek Village to create a resume. There are coffee houses, and artists’ galleries and crystal shops in this part of the world. He’s pretty sure he can find work.

He promised Sam he’d keep his phone, but its silence feels like a lead weight in his pocket. He stops the car by the creek, watching a cascade of leaves fall onto the hood, and takes off the trench coat and tie, bundling them into the back seat.

“And what visage are you in now, huh? Holy tax accountant?” he hears Dean’s voice, from long ago.

I don’t know what I am, he thinks, but not this anymore, not Heaven’s soldier and not the Winchesters’ angel - just... Cas, whoever that may be.

...........

A week later, Cas has settled on Flagstaff, thirty miles north of Sedona. His shifts at Coffee and Bagels on the NAU Flagstaff Mountain Campus don’t make rent, but he has begun to establish a lucrative side-line in tarot card readings. Although his powers crap out at odd moments, he finds he can still look into a person’s soul. He remembers his lesson, from the brothel that night before he and Dean trapped Raphael in a ring of holy oil; no sudden mentions of absent fathers. Dean’s laugh from ten years ago echoes in his memory, as if a moth has become trapped in his chest.

He still doesn’t need much sleep, so Cas’ solace becomes night-hiking in the surrounding Coconino forest and the San Francisco peaks.

The first time he decides to walk through the night, he heads for the highest point on the mountains, Humphrey’s Peak. Beneath his feet are dark roots. The pines and aspens shiver in the night air. Cas can taste the copper of the fallen leaves, hear the worms blind and joyous in the mulch underfoot, brush the sleep of Calliope hummingbirds, resting under cover of darkness on their winter migration south to Mexico.

As he reaches the treeline, there is snow and basalt underfoot, and finally, the gasp of stars he is searching for. The Milky Way, that glittering stairway to Heaven, casting her fishing net across the shoals of light in the pitch sky.

There, as the canopy of the world arches over his head he finds, heretic that he is, a voice for prayer.

He prays to his dead son, once so golden and eager in Kelly Kline’s womb.

“I’m sorry, for all the things in this world I never got to show you; roses of Jericho like desert sculptures in Judea; dancing revellers in red pvc at Battle Hymn in New York, golden monkeys with blue faces in the forests of southwestern China.”

Cas prays, not to Chuck, whom indeed he has cursed bitterly, over and over. But, as if otherwise they will shake him apart, rather, he hurls his prayers into the black holes of God’s expanding universe.

“If it is blasphemy, to have gravitated to the particular calluses of one pair of human hands; if it is blasphemy, to have carved my name onto bright bone, remade in Hell; if it is blasphemy, that no thousand-year command of garrisons in Heaven could ever compete with a single year’s savage nights in Purgatory; if it is blasphemy, I have been no more, and no less, a blasphemer.”

“And yet,” he whispers, into the cold solitude of the mountain, “if many waters cannot quench it, and neither can the floods drown it, is it not, also, holy?”

Cas stays there with his question, like some modern Prometheus, a piece of quantum infinity on the edge of finite time, until the rocks bleed out in the dawn.

#Supernatural #Fan fic #15x03 Coda #Castiel #Destiel

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I have never know the "separated when most happy" trope to not be linked to romance so I'm stoked for this season. Dreading the angst that will come with it but excited for the end result

I actually tried to find anything on TV Tropes which alluded to this but literally it all links back the Star Crossed Lovers trope so yeah I’d say its pretty much always linked to romantic love.

Just like a mixtape

Even if it wasn’t a blatant rip off of Angel’s curse in BTVS it would still be so obviously romantic because Cas was shown in the episode as being HAPPY at the end?

Like? He has his family right there with him. Does the Empty take him then? Nope. So what exactly would it take for Cas to “allow himself true happiness”?

Urgh it is so freaking obvious IMO to ANYONE who has actually paid attention to Cas’s character arc over the past 10 years. Even the anti’s over on Twitter are in meltdown because it’s just as obvious to them. Seriously. This episode has not only restored my faith in a canon Destiel endgame but completely restored my faith in the show as a whole - and I was really wavering. I cried for over half an hour after watching that scene because I couldn’t BELIEVE they have inflicted Cas with this HORRIBLE curse that basically guarantees Destiel in the worst way possible. This is more angsty than even the angstiest of fanfiction and the very thought of that actual moment KILLS ME even now, over a day later - it makes my heart hurt just picturing Dean’s face fall from delighted, kinda shy, and extremely happy to absolute horror as Cas is dragged away from him back to a cold and empty death.

Like... this has caused MASSIVE changes in any canon based content we create now. No more fluffy destiel christmas coda’s where they hook up and its all unicorns and rainbows and super happy. No more mistletoe kisses for Cas, or opening cute presents under the bunker christmas tree. No more sexy smutty fics because if poor Cas has an orgasm now he’s basically as good as dead.

Those writers are THE WORST and I HATE THEM.

But of course I am just as stoked as you. Because clearly we are all masochists in this fandom and enjoy the pain inflicted on us by the writers.

Anyway I made the below because I feel like in some alternate universe everyone just pressed the button and this is what we are stuck with now:

I suppose the theory being, no one ever perma-dies on SPN and Castiel especially is a Winchester and will most definitely come back - because when this eventually does happen, Dean will force his way into the Empty to bring Cas back himself.

Until that day happens, I’ll be over here with my bottle just sobbing for my poor beautiful angel:

#castiel #destiel #supernatural #14x08 #season 14 #spn spoilers #this whole thing is killing me #the thought keeps bringing me to tears #it is NOT FAIR #damn those writers #star crossed lovers #romantic tropes #asks #anon #Anonymous

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osakaso5 · 6 years ago

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The Observant Celestial Pilgrim - Throne Of The Stellar

Chapter 26 - The Promised Place

Chapter Index

~Several Years Later~

Hope: It's been a while, Leader! How have your travels been?

Coda' Voice: Quit calling me "Leader". It's embarrassing, y'know?

Hope: But you're Burst Roar's new leader, aren't you? That's amazing!

Coda's Voice: I was surprised to get nominated out of nowhere, but I guess I'm getting used to it.

Coda's Voice: Lately, Fang's had his hands full just being the king.

Hope: I bet he still rides the ship all the time.

Coda's Voice: Good guess! It kinda defeats the point of even choosing a new leader!

Hope: Ahaha!

Coda's Voice: Anyway, how are things on your end, King of Eterno!?

Coda's Voice: Have you gotten used to living in a palace?

Hope: ...I'm still not used to hearing you call me that.

Coda's Voice: Ahaha! Shouldn't you just lean into it by now?

Hope: I'm still learning! There's a ton of stuff I don't know yet.

Hope: All the old servants have been returning to the castle bit by bit, and we're trying our best together.

Coda's Voice: Really? It seems like Eterno's markets have become livelier, too.

Coda's Voice: And the public order's been restored, too. This old man I was trading with looked so happy when he told me that it was thanks to their new king.

Coda's Voice: It even made me feel proud!

Hope: It's because everyone's helping me! Fang and King Orion contact me often.

Hope: King Sardinia and Shinkai even came to Eterno!

Hope: They told me to come do some sightseeing in Sirena.

Coda's Voice: Huh. Even Sirena's become more welcoming.

Hope: The people of this city really liked Shinkai's flute playing, too!

Coda's Voice: I see! Seems like things are going well for you.

Hope: Yeah...

Hope: Is King Carnelian doing okay?

Coda's Voice: Well, after all that happened... He stepped down from the throne, and lives a quiet life with Lazu in the countryside.

Coda's Voice: I paid them a visit the other day. They were having fun playing chess. The pieces were these cute crystal rabbits!

Hope: I see!

Coda's Voice: Oh yeah, and Erin happened to be there, too. He messed with their chess game, and Lazu got angry at him.

Hope: Ahaha! I can imagine!

Coda's Voice: Apparently there's a festival coming up in Alba, and they invited me there. I believe... they were going to make lanterns.

Hope: Wow! Lanterns! That sounds fun!

Coda's Voice: Right?

Hope: I'm starting to miss them, too.

Coda's Voice: In that case, you better arrange for a visit quickly.

Coda's Voice: Lately, a lot of people have been begging for King Carnelian's return. I'm sure he'll be busy soon.

Hope: He was a great king, after all. ...I need to follow his example!

Coda's Voice: I just hope he doesn't overwork himself again.

Hope: ...Listen, Coda.

Coda's Voice: Hm?

Hope: I'm sorry that I couldn't come travel with you, like I promised.

Coda's Voice: Ahaha! You're still worried about that? It was ages ago!

Hope: But, I promised...

Coda's Voice: If I took Eterno's King for a ride, I'd be banned from the planet altogether! It's an important place of business for me.

Coda's Voice: ...Besides, if I ever feel like seeing you, I can just fly there!

Hope: ...Thank you, Coda!

Coda's Voice: ...Sorry. My crew's calling!

Coda's Voice: I'll call you again later!

Hope: Yeah!

Bzzt

Hope: Hehe. I'm glad everyone's doing okay!

Hope: .......

Hope: ...Everyone, huh.

Hope's Servant: Your Highness, is something the matter?

Hope: No. ...I'm going outside for a bit!

Hope's Servant: Wait, please! Have someone accompany you!

Hope: I'll be fine! I won't be gone for long!

Hope's Servant: Your Highness!

- - - -

Hope: Coming to this house really does calm me down.

Hope: It's run down, but I lived here ever since I was a child.

Hope: ........

Creak...

Hope: ...Curse, where are you right now?

Hope: I always keep the necklace on me, like you said.

Hope: Even despite everyone at the palace telling me I should put it in the Star Sphere room.

Hope: I can't calm down without this fragment. It's something you protected.

Hope: I can even talk to it like this!

Hope: .......

Hope: ...But, how long am I gonna have to talk to a fragment?

Hope: I want you to hear me...

Knock knock

Hope: .......!

Curse: You left the door open.

Curse: Becoming the king of Eterno has changed you quite a bit, but I see you're still careless as ever.

Hope: ...Curse..? Is... is it really you?

Hope: Am I dreaming..?

Curse: Dreaming?

Hope: ...No, I don't care if this is a dream! Because you're here...

Curse: Hope. This isn't a dream.

Curse: ...I can't have this be a dream. Not after I finally fulfilled my promise to you.

Hope: ........!

Hope: Curse..!

Curse: It's all thanks to you, Hope. I was able to come back because you fulfilled your duty as king.

Hope: ...Thanks to me... What do you mean..?

Curse: When I broke the Star Sphere into pieces, I wished for you to be a king of hope.

Curse: And you wished for us to always be together.

Curse: For that moment, the Star Sphere was whole, was it not? I may not be the Protector, who can offer it wishes, but I was created from his powers.

Curse: When you granted my wish, your wish for us to be together also came true.

Curse: As miraculous as it is...

Hope: The Star Sphere... Granted our wishes...

Curse: It would seem Vega and Capella helped, as well.

Hope: ......! So, you're back to the way you were..!

Curse: No. Not to the way I was.

Hope: ......!

Curse: Though Vega did lend me a hand, he couldn't restore my old form.

Hope: ...Curse, does that mean...

Curse: I've lost the immortality I once had.

Hope: ......!

Hope: No..! Not after you've already lived for 1000 years..!

Curse: Hope. Why are you upset?

Curse: This is a joyous occasion.

Curse: Now, I can live for as long as you do, and grow old by your side.

Hope: By... My side...

Hope: Curse... Really? Are you really okay with that..?

Hope: We can live together again, like we used to..? Growing old together..?

Curse: Yes.

Hope: ......! Curse..!!!

Curse: ...Oh. Haha. You're always so quick to leap into my arms.

Hope: Curse..! Curse!!!

Curse: ...You've grown stronger. I've made you wait for so long.

Curse: I'm home, Hope.

Hope: ...Welcome back, Curse!

The End.

Translator’s notes..?

aaaaaand it’s finally done! now that that’s over, i think i’ll just stick to regular card translations for a while, though i might have a go at this year’s end of year story and some scans later on

#idolish7 #celestial pilgrimage #translation #extra

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almaasi · 6 years ago

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reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x13 “Lebanon” (300th episode)

in which i compare this episode to pumpkin soup, because I’m craving more Cas

03:30pm

all righty, thing is still downloading, and there’s a 720p version queued up so that’ll be downloaded by the time i’ve watched half. i have snacks, i’m gonna half close my blinds so i can see, but I DON’T HAVE HEADPHONES AGAIN which is the worst. why do headphones break so easily, that’s what i want to know. (just gotta pray there’s a good sound quality i guess. my laptop speakers suck)

...2 minutes left on the download c’moooooon

03:35

OKAY DONE!!!!