#ic / delphine cormier

[ashesrebirthed-a]

Delphine couldn't help but smile in return at Sarah's reassurance, the motion thin but true. "Of course. Thank you. Both of you." She shouldn't have worried; after all, it was never Cosima who had been on the fringes of this group. Between her pain and her fear, she had nearly forgotten that they weren't all treated like she had been - justifiably so or not.

Though, that seemed to be changing. It was a pleasant surprise when Sarah came closer, even if there was nothing she could really do to help. Still, Delphine reached out, squeezing the woman's arm gently in thanks before pulling back into her own space.

"We will," Delphine agreed, letting the matter drop with Sarah for now. There was obviously no more that could be done for now, regardless. "How, euh - how long has it been, now, since I was..." Shot. The proof is right there, in the dull pain in her abdomen, the exhaustion that still permeated every bone despite having just woken and being hooked up to whatever painkiller they had her on - yet she still couldn't quite say it. Not yet, anyway. "Since I was last conscious?"

It was a little frightening, telling Delphine that Kira was there. She knew that the other woman could be trusted, but with her having worked for Dyad until just a few days ago, the part of her that wanted nothing more than to keep her daughter safe still worried.

Sarah raised an eyebrow, smiling ever so slightly at Delphine's request. "You remember who you're talking about right? Don't worry, it'll be secure. We want to keep Cos safe as well as everyone here."

She nodded, Cosima, Alison and Helena, were all still in Toronto, Neolution could get to them but they had to believe that they were safe for the time being. When Delphine started to cough, Sarah moved closer, wondering if she could help her. "You and S can discuss it when she wakes up." She didn't like the idea of keeping this from her sister but she could do what she had to to keep her safe.

[femslashrevolution]

Popular Pairing List Update

The following pairings have more than 10 recent posts in their pairing tag, and are therefore too popular to be posted on Rarepair Thursdays:

Alex Vause x Piper Chapman (Orange is the New Black)

Aloy x Seyka (Horizon: Zero Dawn)

Barbie x Gloria (Barbie)

Becky Armstrong x Freen Sarocha Chankimha (RPF Actors)

Betty Cooper x Veronica Lodge (Riverdale)

Cassandra Cain x Stephanie Brown (DCU)

Celia St James x Evelyn Hugo (The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo)

Cherine x Meena (Show Me Love)

Cleo de Nile x Frankie Stein (Monster High)

Cleopatra Philopator x Frida Kahlo (Clone High)

Corky x Violet (Bound)

Cosima Niehaus x Delphine Cormier (Orphan Black)

Diana x Leona (League of Legends)

Elphaba Thropp x Glinda Upland (Wicked)

Esther Warner x Max Chapman (Amazon A League of Their Own)

Geeta x Rika (Pokemon)

Jane Rizzoli x Maura Isles (Rizzoli & Isles)

Jester Lavorre x Yasha Nydoorin (Critical Role)

Kitty Song Covey x Yuri Han (XO Kitty)

Laurie x Mira Harberg (Irma Vep)

Lottie Matthews x Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Misty Quigley x Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Paris Geller x Rory Gilmore (Gilmore Girls)

The following pairings have been posted less frequently recently, and have therefore been removed from the popular pairing list:

Alicia x Leighton (The Sex Lives of College Girls)

Amy Silva x Kirsten Longacre (Vigil)

Andi Agosti x Emília Alo (Rebelde)

Aneela x Delle Seyah Kendry (Killjoys)

Anissa Pierce x Grace Choi (Black Lightning; DCU)

Aster Flores x Ellie Chu (The Half Of It)

Bobbie Draper x Chrisjen Avasarala (The Expanse)

Bonnie Bennett x Nora Hildegard (The Vampire Diaries)

Carol Aird x Therese Belivet (Carol)

Clary Fray x Isabelle Lightwood (The Mortal Instruments)

Cristina Soto x Joana Bianchi (Skam Spain)

Dani Núñez x Gigi Ghorbani (The L Word)

Dina x Sydney Novak (I Am Not Okay With This)

Dorothy Gale x Ruby (Once Upon A Time)

Emily Prentiss x Jennifer Jareau (Criminal Minds)

Eve Polastri x Hélène (Killing Eve)

Fatou Jallow x Kieu My Vu (Druck)

Fleur Delacour x Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Francesca Findabair x Fringilla Vigo (The Witcher)

Ginny Weasley x Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Joann Owosekun x Keyla Detmer (Star Trek: Discovery)

Jules Thomas x Ophelia Mayer (Sweet Vicious)

Kaioh Michiru x Tenoh Haruka (Sailor Moon)

Lauren Bloom x Leyla Shinwari (New Amsterdam)

Mace Brown x Marie Schmidt (The 355)

Margaery Tyrell x Sansa Stark (A Song of Ice and Fire)

Mia Reed x Vada Cavell (The Fallout)

Nicole Haught x Waverly Earp (Wynonna Earp)

Nyssa al Ghul x Sara Lance (Arrow)

Raiden Ei x Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

[ao3feed-orphanblack]

It’s Only Love Because it’s You

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yH59VoK

by Cillerish

Rachel Duncan was never the one to show somebody what she’s feeling, what she’s thinking. It has never been an everyday occurrence to have an emotion plaster in her being. She is Rachel “twin of ice” Duncan. But Sarah, was not either the one to let go of a challenge. Sarah, the whirlwind of chaos, Manning.

Rachel, the self-serving cunt she most likely want to punch in the gut. Rachel, the one with the robotic stance she cannot always stand.

But was it even her choice to try and put up with Rachel “the bitch” Duncan? Was there ever a choice at all? Or did she only like to get another taste of the most addictive living substance?

The real taste of the void summoning her into the depths of the devil, herself.

Words: 987, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Orphan Black (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Rachel Duncan, Sarah Manning, Cosima Niehaus, Delphine Cormier, Helena (Orphan Black), Krystal Goderitch, Beth Childs, Alison Hendrix, Ferdinand Chevalier, M.K. | Veera Suominen, Felix Dawkins, Siobhan "Mrs. S" Sadler, Susan Duncan, Ethan Duncan, Cal Morrison, Paul Dierden

Relationships: Rachel Duncan/Sarah Manning, Sarah Manning & Cosima Niehaus, Beth Childs & Sarah Manning, Beth Childs/Alison Hendrix, Delphine Cormier/Cosima Niehaus, Helena & Sarah Manning, Alison Hendrix & Sarah Manning

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Everyone Is Gay, Jealousy, Sexual Tension, Hate to Love, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yH59VoK

[ao3feed-cophine]

It’s Only Love Because it’s You

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/VHbw7Q1

by Cillerish

Rachel Duncan was never the one to show somebody what she’s feeling, what she’s thinking. It has never been an everyday occurrence to have an emotion plaster in her being. She is Rachel “twin of ice” Duncan. But Sarah, was not either the one to let go of a challenge. Sarah, the whirlwind of chaos, Manning.

Rachel, the self-serving cunt she most likely want to punch in the gut. Rachel, the one with the robotic stance she cannot always stand.

But was it even her choice to try and put up with Rachel “the bitch” Duncan? Was there ever a choice at all? Or did she only like to get another taste of the most addictive living substance?

The real taste of the void summoning her into the depths of the devil, herself.

Words: 987, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Orphan Black (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Rachel Duncan, Sarah Manning, Cosima Niehaus, Delphine Cormier, Helena (Orphan Black), Krystal Goderitch, Beth Childs, Alison Hendrix, Ferdinand Chevalier, M.K. | Veera Suominen, Felix Dawkins, Siobhan "Mrs. S" Sadler, Susan Duncan, Ethan Duncan, Cal Morrison, Paul Dierden

Relationships: Rachel Duncan/Sarah Manning, Sarah Manning & Cosima Niehaus, Beth Childs & Sarah Manning, Beth Childs/Alison Hendrix, Delphine Cormier/Cosima Niehaus, Helena & Sarah Manning, Alison Hendrix & Sarah Manning

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Everyone Is Gay, Jealousy, Sexual Tension, Hate to Love, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/VHbw7Q1

[ashesrebirthed-a]

Eyelids fluttering shut, Delphine leans into the touch. Cosima is warm against her skin, so wonderfully alive. Not just alive, but thriving. Safe. Free. It's a feeling Delphine is still getting used to, her words a reminder to herself nearly as much as they were to her beloved. Finally unbound from the horrors of her conception, their life now is a sigh of relief they have both yet to fully relax into - but if anyone deserves that relief, it's Cosima.

Eyes opening once more, Delphine shakes her head ever so slightly. "You could have," she counters, placing a hand over Cosima's. Turning her head just enough to press a kiss to Cosima's palm, she squeezes the hand under hers gently with a smile. "You found your cure. You're so much stronger than you think, chérie, with or without me. But I am grateful you never had to."

ashesrebirthed: the past no longer holds you captive. ( delphine + cosima! )

it was one of those days where everything felt heavy. cosima often felt like she never got a break. not anything that felt like a true one. if it wasn't the whole clone thing. it was the respiratory illness that had caused her to cough up blood. and if it wasn't that, it was a weird combination of the two. (everything always came back to being a clone, anyways) but now in this very moment, delphine is speaking and cosima realizes that maybe she's right.

"you're a big part of that, you know?" she muses, reaching forward to place on hand on the others cheek. cosima knew she wasn't wrong about that. she never would have survived if it wasn't for the support and love the other woman had always thrown her way. "i couldn't like, do this on my own. obviously."

[jcyfulmess]

@thenightmareofyourdrems​​  𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓃

     Years on Big Alice had never been easy, but she was slowly realizing that her being late to catch Snowpiercer as one of Melanie Cavill's scientists, might have been a blessing. Or else she'd be killed by Wilford with the others and their family during departure day. However, even though they’ve been recruited with the Headwoods - they, as in Delphine and her girlfriend Cosima - it didn’t turn out what she had initially thought it was.  They were mad scientists, and they kept doing what Wilford ordered. On the other hand, Delphine and Cosima began to resist the man. On top of that, Cosima was really sick, and of course, this new world couldn’t save her, nor Delphine. In the end, Delphine had turned colder when she had to say  goodbye to her forever. Seven years on Big Alice, and almost five years on her own. Following every Wilford’s wish if she wanted to survive. However, that didn’t mean she was on his side either. 

When Snowpiercer got caught by Big Alice, it was safe to say it brought a new fresh hope in the passengers heads. This guy, Bennett, an engineer apparently, was sent to Big Alice, Delphine was the one who needed to stay around to watch him, as it seemed that Joseph had a strong dislike on the man for an unknown reason. 

She stood there, behind him as he was fixing something - she was an immunologist, not an engineer, she was a pro of DNA and humankind but robots and mechanics ? Not so much. She couldn’t quite get a hold of the coffee machine sometimes. He probably could fix it too, she thought. 

“ I don’t know what you did to him,  but he really holds grudges against you. Nice job. ”    Delphine smiled, crossed her arms over her chest,     “ I’m Delphine. Delphine Cormier,”      french accent slipping out obviously.  

[wickedhawtwexler]

i posted a picture of my ice cream from big gay ice cream on my insta story and my former roommate was like "oh i didn't know you were lgbt!!!" bruhhh, we watched orphan black together, did my ramblings about how hot delphine cormier is mean NOTHING to you?????

[324b21derful]

I always really identified with Delphine and I'm just now realizing that I'm her. I am the Delphine of my own life. I walk around like "I can be trusted" and "I just want to do right" but I have nothing. I'm not trusted or seen or accepted as my entire self. No one looks that far or gets that close. I could be so great but I'm useless. I'm a Delphine with no Cosima. No goal or purpose or realshit love and wow I'm just really exhausted.

[madnanc]

Scientist  ✓

Bisexual  ✓

Speaks French  ✓

Enjoys Eskimo Pies  ✓

Adorable puppy with fabulous hair  X

So... close...

[hyejeong]

Rules: Answer twenty questions, then tag twenty bloggers you want to get to know better. i was tagged by @sonamoos and @gowonsgf​ for qs!! ily both 💗 (they were really similar qs so imma combine them both ashsshdcd)

Name: kathleen

Nicknames: kat

Zodiac sign: scorpio

Height: 5′8″ or 172 cm!

Nationality: american

Favorite fruit: mangoes!!!!! the best!

Languages spoken: english and mandarin! but my mandarin is pretty shitty aadhscjds i also learned spanish and korean for a bit but i cant really speak them both 😐

Favorite animal: dogs 💞 i love them sm!!!

Favorite color: light blue and pink!!!!

Favorite fictional characters: mmm delphine cormier, tamsin, olivia benson

Favorite flower: roses, cherry blossoms, and peonies!

Favorite season: spring

Favorite scents: rose and clean laundry

Average sleep hours: on school nights like 5-7 and on weekends like 8-10 LOL

Cat or dog person: i like them both but dogs a bit more!!!

Coffee, hot chocolate, or tea: i love iced coffee! even tho it wrecks my stomach asdsbfj

Dream trip: i really miss seoul and i wanna go again 😭 this time with all my friends!!

Number of blankets you sleep with: one

Blog established: in march 2014 but i completely remade like january 2016

Followers: 675

Random fact: i’m a really picky eater and i hate a lotta foods that people love 😬

i tag: @kellyfiish @thewafflewhat @loonasgay @lovesigns @loveoclock @dayoung @jeonghiwa @gashinas @9minhyuk @wonderoh @1seob @scintil1a @somi @raplinesgf

[eruptiions]

@jcyfulmess​ S A I D  : “ 🧊  ” -  delphine drops an ice cube down cosima’s shirt

cosima was standing in front of their kitchen counter, setting two wine glasses down before reaching for the bottle. she had heard delphine rummaging for something off to her right but really paid it no mind, until she felt hands wrap around her waist.    ❝ mmm- i’ll have our glasses ready to go in just a sec- ❞ it was then that she felt the betrayal. the slick cold cube slipped into her top and cosima yelped.  ❝ shit delphine !  ❞ the smaller woman jumped out of her grasp and shook her shirt vigorously until the offensively cold substance fell onto  the grown with a ‘clink’. cosima was laughing and shaking her head,  ❝ that’s it cormier ! ! ! you’re goin’ down. ❞ she went after her girlfriend, aiming to catch her sides to unleash her fury via tickling her mercilessly. 

[musefulstranger]

There’s an old sweet saying

that I learned from pain:

Pay attention to the flaws

In particular the bluffs

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Notes:

To all the creatures of the night like me: put on your comfy pajamas, warm up with a cozy blanket and some tea, pick your favorite  dark/atmospheric playlist and hop in!

‘275’ is going to be a  Multichapter fic that combines all of the main Orphan Black characters in a post canon universe. However as the story unfolds there’s going to be divergence from the basic storyline.

Characters: 

Sarah Manning, Helena, Cosima Niehaus,Alison Hendrix, Rachel Duncan, Delphine Cormier,Donnie Hendrix,Felix Dawkins (and a lot more i don’t wanna spoil the surprise)

Genre: Drama/Mystery/Thriller/Neo Noir/Suspense

Chapters: 1/?

Also on FF.net (and Ao3 soon!)

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Propped on the rocks, without yesterday or tomorrow, You will say farewell to the riddle that is yours

-Marina of the rocks, Odysseus Elytis

 INTERLUDE

She had this dream once.

White room with stained tiles.

Bath filled with  ice.

Figures hanging on  the walls.

Α familiar smell of blood.

Like  a calling, like a ritual of bones.

A variety of don’ts, struggling to reform.

Ringers waltzing off the tub

fingers scrapping off the rust.

Like a dream within a dream,

like a longing to escape

from another Tomas’s cage.

And two steps before the fall,

comes a number to unfold

here it goes

two seven four

here it goes

II   VII    V

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Петрикор

Her sheets were soaked in sweat.

Summer still refused to let go. Like her nightmares.

‘You greedy fool’  she whispered to herself.  

She had everything.

Her boys’ breath to lull her to sleep . Four walls to make a home. The kitchen’s lights burning bright from the other side of the yard.

Funny.

Sometimes she watched them from afar.

The Hendrixes.

Their silhouettes laughing and running, a puppetry of restlessness.

Most nights  she would be part of their lives, welcomed to  their fiestas. They would offer wooden toys for her babies and a warm plate of food. It was more than enough.

They loved her.

She knew. She could smell it. Damp soil. Petrichor.

Alison, Donnie, Gemma and Oscar.

Four joyous stick figures. A vague relief.

Almost enough to ignore the crippling sensation. The nights drenched in fear, the word ‘Sarah’ slipping off her lips over and over again like a prayer.

Fear. Of what?

Tomas was dead. DYAD was over. There was no one. Only ghosts.

She looked at her feet. They were pale as chalk.

She slipped out of bed in lethargy. Her eyes locked on the spot, counting the steps.

Five. Four. Three.

 She squatted beside the mini hammocks , then touched the floor. The concrete was cold. Like the bodies inside.

Heh.

This place was a cemetery of junk. A garage with no cars. A coffin made of cement, a box of headless scientists and soldiers. Rapists and abusers.

This roof that knew so well how to harvest lives, seeded them in return.

“A shelter of the dead became a shelter of the living”, she mumbled.

‘Touche’ Sarah would say  (if she was here) ,totally smitten by her articulation (if she was any).Then ‘Good job meathead’ and a flash of  teeth. Maybe a pat on the head if she was lucky.

Her heart sank.

The longing got worse in the nights.

She couldn’t look herself in the mirror.

Alison’s presence pained her.

Days and nights living in her absence. Her calls usually unanswered. Their talk  in the convent playing on a loop.

 “I avoided you. My twin, my other self. You scared me. Because of what you felt.”

You scared me.

You scared me.

She wanted to rip these words apart, douse herself in gasoline and burn their connection, whatever vessel made her feared and unwanted.

The truth is she knew too well.

Her twin couldn’t run anymore. Kira’s need for stability kept her still as  glue.

Immobilized.Trapped.

Sarah was gradually evaporating , dissociating from the world, from every little thing that reminded her- (of what? of what?? tell me, speak to me, let me help you please let me help you)

When everything was too much, her sestra would come and cry her guilt away , lick her wounds like a helpless dog, then go home and relapse.

She looked at her hands. Her nails were black from scribbling on the dirt. She looked outside the window.

Two hours before dawn. The time she went  hunting.

She missed the woods. The smell of pine. The warmth of furs. The uncertainty of the night. Her pulse throbbing, her blood boiling.

More alive than ever.

Maybe when her cubs grew older she could-

No.

“We’ve talked about this, Pupok”,  she hissed, her eyes unfocused.

“Remember when you overheard sestra Alison. Remember what she said.”

‘We need to restrain her animalistic behavior. Hold back her uncivilized habits. You know that Donnie. Sooner or later her children will try to mimic her, copy every move and demeanor.’

Donnie hesitantly agreed.

She understood. Really. School was important. Manners were important. She understood.

(But she needed Sarah so much it hurt.)

“Sand keeps bursting into the room, Pupok”

“What should I do?”, her voice broke.

Something bad was about to happen.

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вечеря

Candle wax, the scent of bourbon and  fresh pipe tobacco.

Her most favored sense worked overnight.

A beast after all.

The sound of creaking metal made her jump and her eyes fluttered open.

A crooked chandelier. Grease oozed from the hook on the ceiling .

tluck tlock

Below it, an enormously long dining table. The chairs were empty.

The  black glassy surface reflected the fire from the candles. Like an endless starry night.

She  sat at the head.

Food was not served yet. Where were the guests? Was it a privet buffet?

An indistinct movement was coming from the outside.

tluck tlock

There were neither plates nor glasses on the table; only forks and plastic knives.No soup then.

The doors opened with a bang.

Ten black clothed women made an entrance. They held a porcelain plate and a crystal wineglass on each hand; there was no content inside.

Another ten came. Then another. An army of black. A clockwork sect.

They had numbers and rules. Number One picked her seat first. Then the rest followed.

Space was relative as well. Everything seemed distorted, the table a long rubber band desperately stretching to fit them all.

Number Two hundred and  seventy-four closed the doors.

tluck tlock

Nobody spoke.

A grandfather clock ticked from somewhere inside.

Suddenly everyone raised their hands and reached for the cutlery.

Metal and plastic scratching on porcelain, cutting thin air.

Insanity.

She couldn’t see their faces ; they were all blurred.

tluck tlock

In one swift move she took number One’s wineglass and placed it under the leaking.

The crystal was gradually filling with drops. Like a painfully slow hourglass.

The scent of bourbon reached her nostrils again, more powerful than ever. She looked at the glass. The liquid had a rich amber tone; it was never grease after all.

A soundless gasp and her pulse was racing.

The door creaked.

A man.

Thick sideburns, empty eyes and  a silver dish with a cap in his hands.

His smile turned her insides.

 “Helena.”

No response.

The silence was deafening. Her black companions had stopped consuming nothingness. They sat motionless like plastic dolls waiting for winding.

“My dear dear beloved child.”

She looked at her hands; there were knobs from digging.  

це пастка. Do not fall for this.

He sighed, then placed the dish in front of her. A silver blade with a fish handle flashed in his belt.

“Do not shut me down child. Let me help you.”

She closed her eyes.

His voice brushed her ear;  smooth as feather.

“Let me take away the suffering.”

Then a rustle, and the sound of wrinkled paper.

“There is a surprise waiting for you”, he pointed at the dish.

“You only have to answer me one thing and your supper is awaiting.”

She held her breath.

Tomas pulled a gold cross out  of his shirt and kissed it.

“Because of a confrontation, a quarter of humanity was destroyed.”

Helena studied him.

“I am not playing your games.”

Tomas huffed.

“You don’t have a choice, my angel. You must solve the riddle. ”

 She spat on his feet.

He half laughed and kneeled in front of her, then took out  a rope from  his pocket and began to tie her arms with the chair.

There was no struggle . She could bite his neck, leave him dead in a fountain of blood. Or strangle him with her thighs. Break his legs. Make him beg. Apologize.

She was tempted. Instead her mind was shifting back in the riddle.

Because of a confrontation, a quarter of humanity was destroyed.

She liked games. He knew it.

The gold cross was shining in his chest.

This was personal; a dive into the past. Another teaching , another catechism of his.

It must be a biblical reference.

Tomas was looking at her expectantly; his eyes were silently praying for her to find it.

He needed this as much as she did.

Her eyes wandered back in the glass. A couple more drops and the liquid was going to overflow.

Her time was up.

“Spill it child. Spill it.”

His hand was right above the glass. There was something in his palm but she couldn’t see what it was.

“Do you trust me?”

She didn’t.

“Open it ”, she replied instead.

It rolled fast and licked the surface; bourbon was spilling over, the puddle in the base of the glass getting bigger and bigger. 

It was a Barbie head attached to a waterfall of thick black hair. The doll’s eyes were scribbled with pen just below the eyelids. Tomas’s fat fingers were holding the head from the hair, like a yo-yo. A majestic pendulum that slowly sucked her soul.

bloop

It fell abruptly, sinking into a yellow turbidity.

Her heart stopped.

Sarah.

Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. Sarah.

No no nonono-

“Book of Genesis. Cain and Abel. I am going to rip your flesh apart.”

 She was floundering in the chair, swearing in Ukrainian , her eyes throwing  daggers.

“Yes yes yesss ” Tomas cheered; he was ecstatic, completely enamored with her.

Helena: his own personal subject, a slayer and destroyer; a massive weapon of chaos.

He opened the cap of the dish in front of her. Four dolls.

Then, he spoke:

“Tale as old as time. Cain and Abel. The sons of Adam and Eve.They were the four rulers of the world. Then jealousy and envy kicked in.A confrontation. Cain murdered his brother Abel.A quarter of humanity was destroyed.”

Tomas was looking at the Barbie dolls.

Four bodies and three heads. Alison, Cosima, Helena and the body of Sarah. Her head was aimlessly swirling inside the wineglass.

Everything made sense.

She looked at the shapeless black figures. On the other side of the table there was a slight movement. The blurriness was melting away. Her sister’s face was shaping up.

Sarah was here.

Tomas held the glass filled with bourbon and walked towards the opposite side of the table.

“Do.Not.Touch.Her.” Helena growled. She was bathed in sweat.

“Helena?” 

The softest and most broken voice. Sarah.

“Shush child, it’s okay. Drink this. It will soothe you.”

“No sestra please do not drink! I beg you please don’t please don’t!”

  She grabbed a plastic knife with her mouth (from Number Two on her right) and tried to reach the rope but her tears were in  the way; she couldn’t see a thing or even brush them away-oh she was furious.

“What is going on?”, uttered an irritated voice.

Alison. Then Cosima. Their faces popping from the  figures in between the various numbers still covered in a smoke of mystery.

Tomas was trying to lure Sarah into drinking when, in a bold move, she took his fish-blade from the belt and-

“Helena CATCH!”

A woman with an eye-patch gripped Sarah’s wrist in mid-air and twisted it.

The knife fell down with a thud  at the same time Sarah’s painful scream echoed in the dimply lit room.

“Are you out of your bloody mind??”, Sarah exploded.

“Do you not see how completely out of control she is? Ask him where the list is before she frees herself and eats him alive” Rachel hissed ,her  poisonous glare shifting between Sarah and Helena.

Helena’s eyes lacked of anything human right now. They were feral, pitch black, two bottomless holes, whirlpools of rage.

“Where is the list? Where is it Tomas?” Sarah demanded, on the brink of losing it.

Tomas didn’t bother gathering his knife. He was watching, strangely amused.

“What list?” he asked, almost winking.

“The names. All of them.” Cosima spoke for the first time, her voice harsh.

“Didn’t you have it?”, Alison stuttered.

“Not anymore”, Cosima replied, guiltily looking away.

The double leaf doors opened again.

A woman in white.

Helena stopped growling.

She cocked her head to the side like a confused wolf.

The scent of incense and fireside.

Hunched shoulders and gentle hands. Wrinkles  of comfort.

“Sestra Irina?”

The kind woman smiled and walked graciously towards Tomas. She took a wrinkled paper out of his hands and unrolled it to Helena.

Nobody spoke.

The note said:

‘Give me your tongue and I will give you the list.’

.

.

tluck tlock

.

.

“Don’t. Don’t you dare -don’t you even think about it ”, the answer was instant from Sarah.

Then all of them:

“It’s not worth it.”

“It’s a trap.”

“This is not even real, you can’t read in dreams.”

Helena closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out. She was waiting for the fish-blade to do the rest.

Her sestras’ voices were muffled ; suddenly they were just the two of them - Irina and Helena-  in a testament of faith.

She felt no pain. Nothing  other than a hole in her mouth and the metallic taste of blood. Still dizzy and numb, she opened her eyes and found herself flooding in blinding light.

Sestra Irina was looking at her with such tenderness and love, her heart swelled.

Then,  after a moment or two, the lady in white started to recount the letter with Helena’s voice and tongue:

  Sarah.

Your name ends where mine begins.

Your soundless ‘h’ athirst for attention.

Does it hurt when it rolls your tongue?

Does it bite when you try to recall?

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tluck tlock

Wake up.

tluck tlock

Wake.

Up.

.

.

.

.

“Time’s up.”

Helena gasped and nearly fell off the chair. She had dozed off on the kitchen counter near the sink.

tluck tlock

God.

The cacophony of her dreams was becoming unbearable.

She tightened the spigot of the faucet with trembling hands. The leaking stopped.

Two nightmares in four hours. Insomnia would be heaven compared to this.

Dawn was a breath away. She wanted badly for the sun to come up, for her boys to wake up and shut her mind off.

‘Does it bite when you try to recall?’

The letter. She had burned it.

Still  worthless; the quatrain was stamped on her memory.

She needed air.

The door opened with a squeak and a balmy breeze welcomed her.

It was nice. Soothing.

The lights on the fence were still on, half of them burned and broken.

Poor Donnie. (Alison will be mad)

She wandered around. The flowers needed pruning, the grass cutting.

(something bad was about to happen)

Maybe it was time for transplanting.

  She went looking for a pruner and a hoe.

(anything to keep her hands busy; to not think)

The hose was left near the pit , almost hidden inside the bushes, along with the shovel.

She stopped right in front of it; the grave.

Her magical, science babies. Seeds of grief and coercion. The outcome of a one-sided marriage.

She looked at the dirt and all she could think of was red. Ginger hair and  cinnamon freckles. Dry blood on the wooden floor.Gracie’s dead, glassy eyes.

How many visits from the past ‘til morning?

She sniffed the earth deeply.

Damp soil and not a single rainy day. Odd.

(something was utterly utterly wrong)

She kneeled before her dead seeds, her palms buried in dirt. This was not her pit. Not her memorial.

This was the work of another.

In a matter of seconds her hands became shovels. She was digging maniacally, each moment apart from the truth, a torture .

She touched fabric instead of metal.

Something rigid.

Then a clump of hair.

No.

Please God.

She couldn’t stop herself, words kept coming out, moans of despair.

Lights were turning on, people running down the stairs, but she couldn’t stop.

No no no no no

“Helena?”

“What’s going on?”

“Mom?”

“Oscar, Gemma please go to bed- Donnie go get them!”

“Kids please listen to y-“

“Helena?”

  voices and raw meat and the sickening feeling of Death.

The shadow of Tomas watching her from behind finally winking -oh she couldn’t feel her tongue

 “Helena please unlock the back door! What’s going on??”

She was stuttering half truths but they wouldn’t understand.

 “Speak in English darling, please calm down we’re here!”

“Do not go out”, she growled, her voice unrecognizable.

stay inside. stay safe. stay inside.

“Should we call Sarah?”

.

.

.

“Helena?”

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Chapter names

Петрикор: Petrichor

Вечеря :  Dinner

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ps.thank you guys soo much for reading, any comment, any feedback could mean the world really <3

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Toutes les bonnes choses ont une fin. Part 6

After every document about Leda clones was shredded and burnt Delphine sat on the sofa and poured herself a glass of Balvenie - 50 Year Old Scotch Whisky that her father’s lawyer and best friend presented to her as a gift after her graduation from the university. She kept it for special occasion but it seemed like it is the last chance to open the bottle. Besides, she would need some courage for everything she was planning to do next.

The whisky was rich and spicy. The taste of dried berries and a lingering sweetness in her throat made this moment feel weirdly epic. Little water drops from melting ice on the outside of the glass streaming down right between her fingers calmed Delphine down a little bit. It was her two minutes of clarity – pure vacuum in her head without fear, hatred or regrets. It was only her and that drink with slight taste of ginger and cinnamon and nothing could take that moment from her. She probably would be happy if a killer would show up right now because she felt calm and ready.

She dug around in her purse for a minute before dragging out a fag and a lighter. It took her a little while to lit it because the pack and her favorite cigarettes in it were wet because of the rain outside and then she took a long drag breathing the smoke from the cigarette in completely, not stopping for anything, as she usually does when she needs to gather her wits, even though she knew that her voice would become lower and wooly after it.

She had to decide what to tell Shay. It was clear that she has no right to disclose the information about Cosima’s heritage without her consent. Well maybe she might do that - the last time Cosima’s desires didn’t really bother Delphine because she kept the information about Kira’s stem cells in secret for a good reason which was still permanent. Well at least Delphine was sure that saving Cosima’s life was number one priority and asking someone’s permission would put the process in danger. She had one way forward back then, but now…Delphine didn’t know if there was a way at all. But what she knew for sure is that she wanted to let Cosima decide for herself this time who to trust.

Delpine would never let herself drive a car while she is drunk, but, after all, it was ridiculous to care about her own safety in existing situation. Nonetheless, she decided to choose by-pas roads on her way to Shay’s house for the other drivers and pedestrians’ sake.

She left the gun in the car despite the fact that Shay might react aggressively after what she’s done to her. And she couldn’t blame Shay for that. However, she couldn’t blame herself for behaving that way either. But one thing Delphine felt ashamed of was this strong feeling of disappointment when she realized that she wouldn’t be able to get rid of this little bitch. Even though Shay probably is a good girl and maybe Delphine should’ve been angry at Cosima who gave up on Delphine and jumped to another chick’s bed so easily. But it is not easy to think straight when it comes to jealousy and protective reaction for someone you love that much.

She knocked Shay’s door quietly, hoping she was home.

Shay’s face has changed in a moment she realized who was knocking.

“Go before I call the police” – Shay said with a poorly hided fear in her voice.

“Shay please! I don’t need to come in” – Delphine put her hands up trying to show that she has no intention to hurt her this time - “Just hear me out. I know what I did was unforgivable but I also know that Cosima really cares for you” – Delphine tried to sound nice but confident, but saying that words out loud was harder then she expected – “and I think” – her voice cracked and it took her intensive efforts to swallow her pride and pain and continue – “I think you two fit”.

“I don’t give a damn what you think” – Shay tried to sound as venomous as possible looking with that eyes full of hatred that no one could possibly imagine being combined with that pure angelic blue colored eyes and sweet face.

“Just know this. I won’t be in your way anymore. But it has to begin with a truth” – Shay was standing there knuckling her hand and being ready to fight back if something goes wrong – “I want you to give her this” – Delphine passed Shay a DYAD institute’s card with Cosima’s «324B21» ID-tag written on it – “and tell her that I said to tell you everything…” - Shay looked worried and a little bit surprised at the same time. She felt that something wrong is happening with Delphine because this incredibly powerful woman that aroused fear in Shay by her presence itself seemed broken – “If she wants to. It’s her decision” – Delphine finally raised her eyes at Shay with her eyebrows lifted up trying to smile and keep at least some of the dignity she used to have. But all the suffer and struggle she’d been through couldn’t been hidden behind that mask of a Superwomen. She got choked up with tears and only one thing she was able to say was - “Be good to her”.

Even though Shay truly hated Delphine it was heartbreaking to see that agony in her eyes. Probably it was that moment of female sympathy but she didn’t want Delphine to be in torment. But still, Shay was truly afraid of Delphine to even say anything back. And she didn’t have a chance to do it as Delphine quickly turned over and went out the building.

 -//-

 Delphine had been driving in her car around the block for an hour already trying to figure out what to tell Cosima. She clearly couldn’t tell her the truth because Cosima would fight for her even if it put them both in danger. For both of them taking steps was easier than standing still but this time she had to let this happen. But the Blonde needed to see her. She had so much to say to her but none of the words that were lingering in her head seemed appropriate. Delphine knew that she had to use all of her self-control to make it right. There was no more time to waste. Now or never.

She parked the car near the entrance to Alison & Donnie's «Bubbles» and came out of the car to enjoy the cold weather of Toronto for the last time. She loved that Canadian fresh air and these incredibly friendly people, this architecture and this delicious chocolate. Hard to say goodbye to that city.

Delphine heard the door was opened and turned her face just in time to see Cosima bundling up in her coat – this girl from San Fran has huge problems with this freezing Canadian winds. It was hard to ignore that she was wearing the same red coat that she wore that day when they attended Leekie’s lecture on Neolution. Delphine could swear the God that it was the last time when she felt so incredibly free while running around campus with two bottles of stolen wine, holding Cosima’s hand and laughing out loud pretending that she is just a foreign student trying to be friendly.

“Hey you came” – Cosima said with a slight relief.

“Yeah unfortunately I can’t stay” – Delphine tried to sound relaxed but with every second that she was standing near Cosima her heart rate was raising dangerously fast and it took her all the effort to stand still. She had to play it cool. She had to make sure that she wouldn’t give Cosima any promise or any hope for their reunion. Or maybe she had to make sure that she wouldn’t hope for happy ending for them after all.

“Oh not for a little bit?”

“No, I'm sorry. I need you to keep the sequenced genome safe and Kendall Malone far away”.

“Yeah, I think Mrs. S is really good at that stuff, so... she's got a plan” – Cosima looked confused because all of that was obvious. She couldn’t understand why Delphine looked so worried.

“Okay” – “Now go, Cormier. Until you do something reckless. You saw her. She is here. She is alive. She is with her family. Just say you are sorry and let her go” – Delphine was trying to persuade herself to leave.

“I know why you did everything you did. To Shay and… everything” – Delphine never expected this conversation to turn that way. She could never imagine that Cosima would understand and forgive her. But with every word Cosima said it was getting harder to leave. She had never thought that she needed forgiveness until she got it - “I'm sorry I made you make those hard choices and then... And then blamed you for them” – these words broke her shield, she cracked. She cracked like the last time when Cosima told her she came back for her. What Delphine was hoping for? At the end of the day only this tiny woman had this effect on her – all the walls she had been building to play the role she had to play were unable to keep Cosima.

That pain in her chest was overpowering. Delphine bit her lip trying to hold tears that were ready to stream down her face. She pressed her hands to the body hard trying remain control.

Cosima could see the storm raging in Delphine’s soul and she wanted to tell her how much she loves her, that she would never let anything bad happen and everything would be okay as far as they are together. She wanted to hold her and never let go.

And that look they shared. They didn’t have to say “I love you”. Their eyes showed that. Their eyes full of adoration – that look that a dog gives to his owner. The look full of pain and such indescribable love. Such love could start a war, tear everything apart and rebuild it again. The love that build bridges not walls. This almighty love. The love that will exist even after they are dead. The love that would never goes away.

The blonde gently ran a hand over Cosima’s cheek trying to memorise every inch of her beloved woman’s face. She bitterly smiled because that smaller woman made her happy again… even in this awful day.

“Oh mia, oh mia” – Delphine couldn’t keep it together anymore. It was selfish but the last thing she wanted to do before she dies is to kiss her soulmate. Delphine pressed her lips tightly against Cosima’s. Too forced, because Delphine knew this kiss was going to be the last and wanted to savor it for eternity. The brunette’s lips were smooth, supple. Delphine’s hands caressed her head, thumbs sliding up to Cosima’s flushed cheeks. The world fell away with that kiss. It was continued slowly and deeply, comforting in ways that words would never be. Delphine stopped the kiss to look at Cosima one more time.

“Give your sisters all my love” – Delphine said smiling smoothly running her finger over Cosima’s lip. And had to harness all of her will power to walk away.

 -//-

 Delphine stepped out of the vehicle to go to DYAD institute to finish some of her work when she heard the footsteps behind.

She kept moving praying to every God that might watch over her, even though she was not a believer, to let this happen fast.

After two more steps she put her bag on the floor and turned around to face the one who had her life in his arms. It was no surprise that Detective Duko was the killer.

“What will happen to her?” – Delphine wanted passionately to hear that Cosima would be safe before it happened. The sound of a gunshot broke the silence of the underground parking lot reverberating and thus lasting for the eternity in Delphine’s head. Searing pain bit through her skin, muscles, liver and back. She saw that Duko was aiming to her head to finish her off and she looked him in the eyes holding to the last ounce of strength to show him that her dying is just a step for them to end a war and she will fight with her dying breath until it is over.

She was going in and out of consciousness. The terrible burning feeling through the path of a bullet knocked her out and made her hold on to life again. That one sensation that was killing her kept her in conscious at the same time. Delphine tried to hold the wound tightly to stop the hemorrhage but her hands became slippery from the flood of blood and were becoming weaker with every second.

Random pictures in her head followed each other flashing: her first chemical experiment with her father, their fuss on the tree house, the lullaby her grandma used to sing her when Delphine was scared, the first meeting with Cosima, their jogging in the Campus, their first night together, her eyes, her soft hands, her smile and childish giggle, her dancing in the kitchen, and also some things that would never happen: Delphine proposing to Cosima, their vows, first dance under a huge oak with the sounds of string quartet playing James Vincent McMorrow’s “Cavalier”, unpacking boxes in their first house, their babies running around the playground, their first gray hairs… Delphine was slowly falling to the black hole and could hardly see the familiar faces above her and feel herself removed. Her last thoughts before black out were centered around Cosima and she felt not alone dying with her name on her lips. 

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          Finally the last box had been  placed in the center of their living-room - at least what it looked like a living-room so far - but they’d get to it slowly. Cosima had whole plans to make this place their own nest. Delphine flopped down their old couch, all sweaty and dusty, an exhausted smile hovering on her lips at the thought of finally being able to breath. Almost midnight when Cosima closed the front door to join her.     “ I can’t believe we made it, I didn’t think we would finish today or this week end. ”     And of course, she had work classes on Monday. Holidays, that was what they deeply needed, but with the the purchase of their home, it didn’t feel like they’d go on some vacations soon.      “ I think we deserve a drink. ”    She said with a less tired smile as she got up to roam boxes to find a couple of glasses.  

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As part of the July 2019 AO3 Ship Stats, here are the Top 100 F/F pairings with the most total works on Archive Of Our Own.

Of the 200 names on this list, there are 53 women of colour and 27 women of ambiguous race, compared with 42 and 35 in the 2017 list. For comparison, the overall top 100 list includes 46 people of colour and 8 who are racially ambiguous.

Because of the way I produced this data, it is possible some F/F ships are missing, particularly those in fandoms dominated by other categories of ship. For more information, see the project FAQs. This project also includes an All-Time Top 100 list and 2017-2019 Top 100, and can be found cross-posted on AO3.

Edit: Fixed race classification for Éponine Thénardier.

A text-only version of this data is given below the cut.

Rank Change Pairing Fandom Works Race 1 0 Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan Once Upon a Time (TV) 11388 Whi/POC 2 0 Clarke Griffin/Lexa The 100 (TV) 10838 White 3 1 Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Supergirl (TV 2015) 9460 White 4 3 Alex Danvers/Maggie Sawyer Supergirl (TV 2015) 5231 Whi/POC 5 -2 Laura Hollis/Carmilla Karnstein Carmilla (Web Series) 5094 White 6 -1 Rose Lalonde/Kanaya Maryam Homestuck 4174 Ambig 7 -1 Korra/Asami Sato Avatar: Legend of Korra 4106 POC 8 15 Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught Wynonna Earp (TV) 3685 White 9 -1 Alphys/Undyne (Undertale) Undertale (Video Game) 3334 Ambig 10 11 Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long RWBY 2987 POC 11 5 Chloe Beale/Beca Mitchell Pitch Perfect (Movies) 2985 White 12 -3 Root | Samantha Groves/Sameen Shaw Person of Interest (TV) 2817 Whi/POC 13 -1 Kara Danvers/Cat Grant Supergirl (TV 2015) 2734 White 14 -4 Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss/Ymir Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan 2645 White 15 10 Ruby Rose/Weiss Schnee RWBY 2422 Whi/POC 16 2 Fareeha "Pharah" Amari/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Overwatch (Video Game) 2376 Whi/POC 17 -6 Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce Glee 2369 Whi/POC 18 -5 Peggy Carter/Angie Martinelli Agent Carter (TV) 2106 White 19 8 Serena Campbell/Bernie Wolfe Holby City 2032 White 20 2 Maxine "Max" Caulfield/Chloe Price Life Is Strange (Video Game) 2030 White 21 -7 Rachel Berry/Quinn Fabray Glee 1948 White 22 N Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia 1932 POC 23 -8 Allison Argent/Lydia Martin Teen Wolf (TV) 1818 White 24 5 Lapis Lazuli/Peridot (Steven Universe) Steven Universe (Cartoon) 1791 Ambig 25 12 Miranda Priestly/Andrea Sachs The Devil Wears Prada (2006) 1644 White 26 N Cheryl Blossom/Toni Topaz Riverdale (TV 2017) 1640 Whi/POC 27 -7 Jemma Simmons/Skye | Daisy Johnson Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) 1570 Whi/POC 28 -11 Delphine Cormier/Cosima Niehaus Orphan Black (TV) 1568 White 29 N Sara Lance/Ava Sharpe DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV) 1499 White 30 -11 Myka Bering/Helena "H. G." Wells Warehouse 13 1490 White 31 N Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia 1440 POC 32 16 Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling 1412 White 33 N Adora/Catra (She-Ra) She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) 1382 Whi/POC 34 -10 Erin Gilbert/Jillian Holtzmann Ghostbusters (2016) 1343 White 35 -9 Mikasa Ackerman/Annie Leonhart Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan 1322 Whi/POC 36 -6 Anna/Elsa (Disney) Frozen (2013) 1318 White 37 3 Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood Shadowhunters (TV) 1315 Whi/POC 38 -10 Maura Isles/Jane Rizzoli Rizzoli & Isles 1259 White 39 N Lena "Tracer" Oxton/Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix Overwatch (Video Game) 1257 White 40 43 Kimberly Hart/Trini Power Rangers (2017) 1237 POC 41 -9 Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell Game of Thrones (TV) 1224 White 42 -4 Female Shepard/Liara T'Soni Mass Effect Trilogy 1164 Ambig 43 N Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan Doctor Who (2005) 1072 Whi/POC 44 -2 Maria Reynolds/Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler Hamilton – Miranda 1061 POC 45 6 Anya/Raven Reyes The 100 (TV) 1050 POC 46 -15 Tara Maclay/Willow Rosenberg Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) 1048 White 47 -3 Pearl/Rose Quartz | Pink Diamond Steven Universe (Cartoon) 1046 Ambig 48 -12 Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanov The Avengers (Marvel Movies) 1044 White 49 -6 Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov Marvel Cinematic Universe 1038 White 50 -16 Gwen/Morgana (Merlin) Merlin (TV) 1016 Whi/POC 51 1 Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel Batman - All Media Types 1013 White 52 1 Alex Danvers/Kara Danvers Supergirl (TV 2015) 993 White 53 -7 Nyssa al Ghul/Sara Lance Arrow (TV 2012) 977 Whi/POC 54 -13 Pacifica Northwest/Mabel Pines Gravity Falls 972 White 55 -10 Faith Lehane/Buffy Summers Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) 970 White 56 -17 Terezi Pyrope/Vriska Serket Homestuck 962 Ambig 57 -10 Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka Haikyuu!! 945 POC 58 -2 Astra/Alex Danvers Supergirl (TV 2015) 934 White 59 3 Betty Cooper/Veronica Lodge Riverdale (TV 2017) 925 Whi/POC 60 -27 Ashlyn Harris/Ali Krieger Women's Soccer RPF 924 White 61 -26 Ruby/Sapphire (Steven Universe) Steven Universe (Cartoon) 854 Ambig 62 6 Mila Babicheva/Sara Crispino Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) 839 White 63 2 Princess Bubblegum/Marceline Adventure Time 795 Ambig 64 25 Carol Aird/Therese Belivet Carol (2015) 788 White 65 -1 Gabrielle/Xena Xena: Warrior Princess 781 White 66= -16 Amethyst/Pearl (Steven Universe) Steven Universe (Cartoon) 773 Ambig 66= -17 Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura Teen Wolf (TV) 773 Whi/POC 68 N Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling 761 Whi/Amb 69 -14 Female Hawke/Isabela Dragon Age II 750 Amb/POC 70 N Misty Day/Cordelia Foxx | Cordelia Goode American Horror Story 725 White 71 -10 Maya Hart/Riley Matthews Girl Meets World 723 White 72 -13 Charlie Bradbury/Jo Harvelle Supernatural 720 White 73 N Diana Cavendish/Atsuko "Akko" Kagari Little Witch Academia 711 Whi/POC 74 N Rachel Amber/Chloe Price Life Is Strange (Video Game) 702 White 75 -21 Leliana/Female Warden Dragon Age: Origins 697 Whi/Amb 76 4 Ayase Eli/Toujou Nozomi Love Live! School Idol Project 692 POC 77 -10 Kaiou Michiru/Tenoh Haruka Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon 688 POC 78 -3 Camila Cabello/Lauren Jauregui Fifth Harmony (Band) 673 POC 79 -10 Jennifer "JJ" Jareau/Emily Prentiss Criminal Minds (US TV) 658 White 80 -17 Cosette Fauchelevent/Éponine Thénardier Les Misérables - All Media Types 657 Whi/Amb 81 N Emily/Lena "Tracer" Oxton Overwatch (Video Game) 656 White 82= -25 Jane Crocker/Roxy Lalonde Homestuck 654 Ambig 82= -7 Tobin Heath/Christen Press Women's Soccer RPF 654 Whi/POC 84 -2 Amethyst/Peridot (Steven Universe) Steven Universe (Cartoon) 652 Ambig 85 -27 Octavia Blake/Raven Reyes The 100 (TV) 649 Whi/POC 86 N Trixie Mattel/Katya Zamolodchikova RuPaul's Drag Race RPF 648 Whi/POC 87 N Evie/Mal (Disney) Descendants (Disney Movies) 647 Whi/POC 88 N Eve Polastri/Villanelle | Oksana Astankova Killing Eve (TV 2018) 645 Whi/POC 89 N Kathryn Janeway/Seven of Nine Star Trek: Voyager 642 White 90 N Haruno Sakura/Yamanaka Ino Naruto 639 POC 91 4 Nishikino Maki/Yazawa Nico Love Live! School Idol Project 628 POC 92 N Moira O'Deorain/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Overwatch (Video Game) 612 White 93 -21 Female Inquisitor/Sera Dragon Age: Inquisition 591 Whi/Amb 94 -34 Tobin Heath/Alex Morgan Women's Soccer RPF 589 White 95 N Charity Dingle/Vanessa Woodfield Emmerdale 584 White 96 N Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau Captain Marvel (2019) 582 Whi/POC 97 -19 Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury Supernatural 570 White 98 N Samantha "Sam" Arias/Alex Danvers Supergirl (TV 2015) 568 Whi/POC 99 N Beauregard/Yasha (Critical Role) Critical Role (Web Series) 565 Whi/POC 100 N Weiss Schnee/Yang Xiao Long RWBY 564 Whi/POC

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I was tagged by @caitlinsnowqueen and @supersunnydanvers, thank you!

Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag 20 followers you would like to get to know better Name: Jessica Nickname: Jesu for Finnish speaking peeps and Jess for the rest. And a whole bunch of dumb ones my family calls me. Zodiac Sign: 🦁 Height: 175 cm so like 5′8 and a half?? I guess?? Maybe I should just say 5′9, sounds cooler Ethnicity: White, but Northern European white so basically just pale, and red after “tanning” Orientation: Pretty gay I guess Favourite Fruit(s): Blood oranges, persimmons, bananas, honeydews, avocados, kiwis (preferably yellow but green is yummy too!), pears, cherries..... I could go on forever I love fruits okay Favourite Season: Summer ☀️☀️☀️  Favourite Book(s): I don’t read much but I liked A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, A Girl in Translation by Jean Kwok and then obviously The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith and Harry Potters by you-know-who (Order of the Phoenix is my favorite one!). I truly wish I read more and I’ll try to do that after I’m done with my exam! Unless I die before that which could also happen. Favourite Flower(s): Plumerias... and tulips! Favourite Animal(s): Dogs dogs dogs dogs dogs dogs dogs!!! Also tigers  Favourite Beverage: Orange juice and peach ice tea and also do smoothies count?? Average Hours of Sleep: This could literally be anything between 2-16 hours, there is no average. Favourite Fictional Characters: LENA LUTHOR (wild, I know, you wouldn’t have guessed!), Rose Solano, Luisa Alver, Rosa Diaz, Barbara from Gotham, Lorelai Gilmore, Delphine Cormier.... again, I could do this forever so it’s best I stop now Number of Blankets You Sleep with: Usually just one but when I’m cold I keep adding covers until I’m happy and eventually I’ll probably end up with 5 or 6 Dream Trip: I really wanted to go interrailing this summer and travel through Eastern Europe from Poland to Croatia in three weeks. Turns out making three trips in the beginning of the year kinda makes you poor so that’s not gonna happen anymore but maybe next year! Blog Created: I don’t even remember, ages and ages ago when I realized tumblr was full of cool PLL theories and I wanted to keep up. But I’ve only been active for a little over a year now. Number of Followers: Way too few considering how cool I am please follow me I’m desperate 20 Followers I tag: @stellagetides, @czasemsraczkaczasemnie, @desireecramirez, @waytoohaughtforyou, @iam-valy, @iampenbot, @aracaryn, @soymelkk, @brilliantlysplendiferous, @dontyoueverfindme, @icharliebitch, @sapphos-daydreams, @brown19eyed20girl, @stennnn06, @asianregret, @welljustmelikealways, @evilcatqueen, @nearlymidnight, @andiwouldwalk-500miles, @crimsonwinter13