#kelly's early adventures in fanfic

[itwoodbeprefect]

Writer Emoji ask ^_^

💖 What made you start writing?

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

💖 What made you start writing?

all the cool kids were doing it! if we’re defining “cool kids” as “young teen girls popular in a specific little online community”, that is. i’d always read a lot and i’d written a few things before (i’m pretty sure i once sent a short story about a guinea pig going on an adventure in for a writing contest in the paper - clearly i started building my brand early), but when i was thirteen i created an account on the famed dutch quiz website that accidentally turned into a fanfic site (with a forum!) for teen girls, and writing fic was just the Thing To Do, sort of. people were nice about my next-gen twilight fic, so i rolled right on into a next-gen harry potter fic (why change a winning formula, i guess), and by that point i’d caught the bug.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

oh! i would expect this to come with a character, but i guess i’m giving you one? which is also fun, and in that case: chin ho kelly, from hawaii five-0.

send me emojis (if you want)! 🌈  

[writinginthesecrettrees]

Hi! I found you through a post where you say you like TRAJQ, and you ship Jonny and Jessie. Do you have any fic recs to share? Thank you!

I am so excited to rec my absolute favorite fanfic series of all time!!! I only have this one, because I haven’t been in the TRAJQ fandom in ages, but it’s absolutely brilliant. Featuring 3 novel length fics and a bunch of shorter stories: 

The Jealousy Saga by Debbie Kluge

Jealousy

Jealousy 2: The Return of Francesca

Summer Camp

On The Edge of Madness

Battlefield - this is my personal favorite in the series, also the first novel-length fic

Firezone

Growing Pains I: Choices

Sipahigiri

There are other stories in the series, but these are the core and the ending of Sipahigiri is a satisfying finish. What I love about it is that it all feels like a realistic continuation of canon. It’s well-written, well-plotted, and gripping from start to finish, and uses a lot of threads from the series to weave it together. The original characters fit into the universe really well, too. It’s also really fun to see how the author grew as a writer throughout creating the series!

I started reading it when only the first four stories had been written, and I remember waiting breathlessly for each new chapter of the fics after that. I’ve reread it countless times. I just love this series!

(also, and I can’t believe I’m gonna add this one, my first-ever fanfic I wrote when I was 17 is a songfic “True to Your Heart” and if anyone chooses to read it, I beg you to remember I was seventeen and making my first attempt at fanfic and abandoned that account a very long time ago. But it’s a good memory for me, because I sent it to Debbie Kluge along with my first-ever fan mail and she was kind enough to read it over and give me a few pointers.)

To conclude: Jonny + Jessie forever! Oh, I miss the Hopeless Romantics archive. And Suze Howe’s archive. There was an amazing Jonny Quest/Sailor Moon crossover there, where Bandit was Luna, Jonny transformed into Sailor Moon, Hadji turned into Sailor Mercury, Race became Sailor Mars, and Jessie was Tuxedo Mask. Dr. Quest went insane and wandered around singing “Que Sera Sera.” My first experience with crack fic.

[vera-simik]

I was tagged by @moonwich, @akishito & @wackylurker - thanks a lot!

･ if i were a month, i’d be: July

･ if i were a flower, i’d be: zinnia

･ if i were an album, i’d be: sorry, I know like 4 complete albums (and other than that - I’m just picking one or two songs and don’t listen to the rest) and none of them really suits me, so… skipping this one :D

･ if i were a mineral, i’d be: amethyst

･ if i were a sound, i’d be: clinking of jewelry

･ if i were a colour, i’d be: bubblegum pink

･ if i were a drink, i’d be: hibiscus tea

･ if i were a fruit, i’d be: tangerine

･ if i were a quote, i’d be: hey, I don’t know right now. Skipping. Ask someone else

･ if i were a television series, i’d be: ‘Allo ‘Allo

･ if i were a movie, i’d be: Kiki’s Delivery Service

･ if i were a fashion brand, i’d be: secondhand, nyehehe

･ if i were a mythological creature, i’d be: noonwraith or rusalka

･ if i were a taste, i’d be: orange with cinnamon

･ if i were a scent, i’d be: warm summer evening (a combination of drying hay, water & warmth rising up from the ground after a long hot day) (yes, you can smell all of these) (I don’t know how to describe it better)

･ if i were a fabric, i’d be: flannel

･ if i were a body part, i’d be: eyes

･ if i were a song, i’d be: A Million Dreams (The Greatest Showman OST)

･ if i were a god(dess), my four attributes would be: a pocket knife, a pencil case, a book & a pair of big and bold earrings

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line.

Eh, this is going to be pretty funny, ‘cause I need to translate most of it. And just to let you know - my first lines usually suck :D

Another year is coming to an end. How unbelievable, sure. (A Secret Diary of Kelly the Vampire, Dracula (1995 CZ musical) fanfic)

Quite shortly after midnight, a quiet painful moan could be heard from one of the bedrooms in one old house. Although barely audible, someone managed to notice it. (One Night in December 1914, original oneshot)

“Lassey said that she wants to see all of us,” Vědmi said and moved the phone closer to her ear with a swift motion of her left shoulder, while she was trying to shove an anti-parasite pill down the throat of a resisting cat. (The Intruders, original fic)

Face it, you don’t see a totally wasted timelord every day. (Doctor Vědmi, a Doctor Who fanfic)

In the cold and empty space setting the nearly infinite amount of dimensions apart, there was no celestial body according to which you could determine the time of the day. (The Hangover, original oneshot)

“Are you really sure you know which way you’re going?” Irma asked the driver once more.(The Transfer, original oneshot)

“Care to tell me why we have to wait here for the rest of the others so early? Especially when it’s so damn cold?” (All Roads Lead To Rome, a multicrossover crackfic)

A lot of time remained until dawn, yet Azrath, a demon with dark red skin and golden eyes, couldn’t sleep. (A Divine Substance, abandoned original fic)

Onoho léta 1944 panoval na jisté základně Luftwaffe, kam nás příběh zavádí, klid, jaký se ani zdaleka nehodil k aktuální válečné situaci. Slunce svítilo, ptáci poletovali, piloti pokuřovali a dva nováčci, Felix Köhler a Hanzi Sinner, se schovávali v keři na dohled od ubytovny pro zdravotnice. (Hanziho akce, original oneshot)

“Let it be,” says Bran, captain of the guards. “No need to worry over this; there’s a lot of more important things in the world.” (A Goblet of Wine, original fic) (fun fact - this is from the middle of the story) (I’ve started with the most important scenes 😅)

Late evening, not exactly on the first of May. Actually, the date indicated the first half of February, and the snow stopped falling only a short time ago. (an untitled original fic) 

M. se dívala z okna jedoucího vlaku na zelené skvrny, jež by se daly při troše zkoumání označit za stromy, a snažila se rozpoznat krajinu za nimi. Když to nešlo, vzdala to a otočila se ke svým dvěma kamarádkám, s jimiž sdílela kupé. (Nesnáším svý příbuzný!, original fic) (hotová, v plánu jsou drobné úpravy & přejmenování určitých postav, protože mi to teď prostě nedává nejlepší asociace a vzpomínky) (jinými slovy - petty reasons)

The night was pretty warm, so I left my window open as I went to sleep. A horrible decision, really. (A Late Night Adventure, original fic)

„Nyehehe! Ještě že máme Uložto,“ prokřupla si Vědmi ztuhlé klouby na rukou. Konečně, KONEČNĚ se jí povedlo sehnat si plnou verzi hry Heretic 2, kterou hrála naposledy před několika lety a hráčský zážitek v ní pořád silně přetrvával. (HODNĚ živá hra :P, “překvapivě” Heretic 2 fanfic)

"Sinner, you blond asshole! Could you perhaps have your personal correspondence delivered the same way as the rest of us normal people?!" (Hunger Games... But Make It Our Way, another multicrossover crackfic)

Jemma Lassey was running as fast as she could. Running late to the meeting of the academic council, to be precise. (Under Attack, something that started as Avencast: Rise of the Mage fanfic, but at this point it really diverged from this intention, so it may work as an original fic now) (I still need to change a few things though)

Na avencastskou akademii padla noc, studenti i profesoři většinou už dávno spali, jen z jedné z vyšších věží doléhaly na okolní pozemky podivné zvuky. Skupinka arcimágů si uspořádala skromný večírek. Který se po chvíli zvrhl. Značně. (Blbej nápad, crossover fic - Gothic & ta věc o odstavec výš)

The night took over Khorinis, and nearly all of the islanders were already sound asleep. Although... Well, you could find some exceptions. (A Bottled Danger, Gothic fanfic)

The fight was dragging on for quite a long time now, but none of the opponents showed any signs of slowing down. Then, all of a sudden, a feminine voice asked: "Um... Gentlemen? Can I bother you for a sec?" (Once Upon a Time On Thanedd Island, The Witcher “”fix it”” oneshot I wrote that one time I was once again angry because of books 😅) (btw - a real opening lines are an excerpt from Time of Contempt)

Je středa, zhruba okolo páté pozdně odpolední/večerní - nehodící se škrtněte. Na koleji v jednom nekonkrétním univerzitním městě, říkejme mu třeba Olomouc, v jistém pokoji klika cvakla, dvéře letí, Vědmi vchází do dveří. Následována Nuadou. (Studentskej život čili Kolejstory, už zas multicrossover fanfic)

Ehh... I don’t think any of these lines is good, but I guess I quite like the one from The Intruders.

I don’t know who should I tag, so... if you want to do this, feel free to do so :D

And now, if you excuse me, I need to go bury myself ����

[oh-great-authoress]

Tag Game!!!!!

Thank you, @the-coruscanti-blogger, for tagging me!

Okay, here we go!!

Name: Nadia of oh-great-authoress!

Gender: Female.

Star Sign: Like @the-coruscanti-blogger said, this is technically against my religion, but I do know that I am a Virgo.

Height: Over 5 feet, I can’t remember the exact number.

Sexuality: Straight.

Favorite Book: Uhh, difficult question. How about top three?

“The Lord of the Rings” by J. R. R. Tolkien (In my opinion it counts as one book. Yes, I know I’m technically cheating.)

“Washington's Spies: The Story of America's First Spy Ring” by Alexander Rose (They even made a tv series based on the events in this book called Turn: Washington’s Spies!) [Yes, I am a history nerd. :)]

“Niamh and the Hermit” by Emily C. A. Snyder (This book is a hidden treasure. It’s an adventure/epic quest/love story that is just… *chef’s kiss* perfection. It’s along the lines of LotR, so if you like that, you’ll probably love this.)

Current Time: Uhh, unholily late, or unholily early, depending on your outlook.

Average Amount of Sleep: Outside of quarantine, it varies from 8+ to 0, depending on the day.

Dogs or Cats: Both. Both is good.

# of Blankets You Sleep With: One thick one in colder weather, and two thin ones in warmer weather. I know it’s weird I use more when it’s warm, but it works for me.

Dream Job: World Domination. Hahaha, I’m joking. Or am I?…

Favorite Animal: Foxes. Look at the YouTube channel SaveAFox. You’ll thank me later. Go.

Blog Established: January of 2020!

# of Followers: As of when I post this, 31!

Reason for URL: I hang around music nerds, and I am a bit… okay, I’m a music nerd. It’s a sort of oblique reference to a Gilbert and Sullivan song called “Minerva! Oh, Hear Me!” It’s a warping of one of the lyrics, which says, “Oh, goddess wise” I couldn’t remember the actual lyric, (I forgot google existed) and in my memory, I changed it to “Oh, great goddess”, which sounded right. Again, I forgot google existed. And I have a dramatic streak a mile wide. (Or a couple of miles wide, depends on who you ask) In addition, I like to write, a lot, (I also hate it a lot sometimes) so that turned into @oh-great-authoress!

Something I’m Grateful For: My faith, my amazing and wonderful parents, my grandparents, my and my family’s health and life, my friends irl and on tumblr, sunrises, music, my interests and fandoms, tumblr, and all the amazing people I’ve met here.

Followers I’m Tagging: @megsann13, @batmantaking-hobbits2gallifrey, @ruinofsilver, @fromsolowithlove, @rainmakesyouwhole, @demichrising, @cptdorkery, @lynntheninja, @loveandmusic67, @magic-and-the-macabre, and @lenacs!

Questions I’m Adding (Feel free to ignore my added questions)

Favorite Pairings

Favorite Season

Favorite Color(s)

Favorite Actresses and Actors

My Answers to My Own Questions

Question 1.

Favorite Pairings

Reylo — Ben Solo/Rey — Star Wars (I don’t need to say any more about this.)

Gingerflower — Armitage Hux/Rose Tico — Star Wars (Okay, guys, guys, guys, hear me out, okay? Please don’t come @ me. I got sucked into this via Reylo Modern AU fanfics, and I went down a rabbit hole. From there, I read some canon-divergent fic, and it got me thinking. I mean TRoS didn’t even obliquely mention Finn/Rose, so, I thought, why the kriff not. Why shouldn’t Rose “Save What We Love” Tico get a romance/definitively happy ending via fanfic. We already had one Enemies-to Lovers pairing in the Sequel Trilogy, what’s one more? And when you add in Hux’s “I’m the Spy!”? This kinda writes itself. Resistance Spy-Master Rose Tico? Why not. Plus, that deleted scene from TLJ did kind of open this whole thing up.)

Farawyn — Faramir/Eowyn — LotR (If you haven’t read the books or watched the Extended Editions of the films, Faramir and Eowyn end up together, which is why they’re standing next to each other in the Theatrical Edition of RotK, at the end. In the books, they have practically an entire chapter dedicated to them and their romance. And boy, does Faramir have game.)

Fitzwilliam Darcy/Elizabeth Bennet — Pride & Prejudice (I also don’t need to say any more about this.)

Col. Brandon/Marianne Dashwood — Sense & Sensibility (Watch the 1995 adaptation and tell me this is not pairing gold.)

Mary/Matthew — Downton Abbey (Yes, the Season 3 finale broke my heart, thank you.)

Dramione — Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger — Harry Potter (Again, please don’t come @ me, this pairing is basically Reylo in a Harry Potter AU.)

Bathena — Bobby Nash/Athena Grant — 911 (Yes, I do watch this. I actually didn’t see this coming. My Mom saw it coming before I did. But once it happened, I was like, oh yeah, this is my jam.)

Ventrobi — Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress — Star Wars (Okay, yes, I am a sucker for Enemies-to Lovers, okay? And this is Enemies-to-Lovers gold, alright?

Christopher Pike/Number One (Una) — Star Trek (Got into this ship via fanfic, but Discovery/Short Treks well and truly cemented this for me.)

Question 2.

Favorite Season

Fall. Without question. The weather becomes temperate, and in early fall you still get the pretty flowers of summer, but with cooler weather, and in full-out-fall, you get to wear pretty sweaters and boots and scarves, and you get the trees changing color.

Question 3.

Favorite Color(s)

Pink

Teal

Green

Blue

Purple

Question 4.

Favorite Actresses and Actors

Adam Driver (Guys. Come on.)

Daisy Ridley (Guys. Come on.)

Domnhall Gleeson (I liked him even before he was General Hux, guys, he was great in a movie called “About Time” and “Goodbye Christopher Robin”.)

Kelly Marie Tran (She was amazing as Rose, I still feel bad she didn’t get more screen time, especially after what happened to her after TLJ.)

Ewan McGregor (Um, he’s Obi-Flipping-Wan Kenobi.)

Letitia Wright (She was great as Shuri in “Black Panther”.)

Danai Gurira (She was Awesome as General Okoye in “Black Panther. Note the capital A.)

Colin Firth (P&P ‘95 and The King’s Speech. That’s all I have to say.)

Alan Rickman (S&S ‘95 + Harry Potter + Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Amazing performances. I mean, truly amazing. Nuanced, and just plain hilarious in the case of Robin Hood. His performance as Col. Brandon just pulls at the heartstrings with every single expression in his eyes, and no matter how you feel about Severus Snape, you cannot deny that Alan, God rest his soul, played him brilliantly.)

Hayden Christensen (He was The Chosen One.)

Bruce Greenwood (His portrayal of Captain Pike in Star Trek: 2009 was the reason I wrote and actually finished a fic.)

Anson Mount (His portrayal of Captain Pike in Star Trek: Discovery was the reason I wrote and actually finished more fic.)

And that’s it! I hope I have not ticked off anyone. If I have, I apologize for the ticking off, but not my opinions. I hope you can respect them, or at least ignore them.

Stay Well, People!

[lavila27]

A Passionate Past- an Ethan/Kristina fanfic

This is my idea of what could’ve happened... still crossing my fingers. 

A Passionate Past

He was nervous. He hadn’t seen her since then. He thought about calling but couldn’t. What would he say? What had he hoped she would say? Even now, this was the kind of conversation he wasn’t ready to have. Fortunately she didn’t even know he was in town so maybe he could leave and not have to face it. Yes, that’s what he’ll do. He’ll stay one night and be gone before anyone would know he was there. 

Early the next morning he started to rethink his decision. He was conflicted. Maybe he should say hi. This would be the only chance to before he let himself disappear into the world again. Out of habit, he stopped by Kelly’s to get coffee. He sat, alone and thought of her. Should I or shouldn’t I? He thought. No, it would only complicate both their lives to drop in only to drop out a couple hours later. That was it then. He had made up his mind. He took a final sip, stood to leave and turned. 

There at the door, silent, was a stunned woman. She looked hesitant to speak yet her eyes reflected joy, with vulnerability. After a moment of silence, he whispered her name…

“Hey Krissy.”

“Ethan,” she said as she allowed a smile to slip across her face. His sly, half grin matched in return. Instantly the nerves fell away and it was like old times. She continued, “Wha-what are you doing here?!”

“It’s a long story. I’m actually on my way out.” His hand motioned toward the door. 

She walked right up to him and brought his hand down. “I don’t think so.”

He stared down at her, his charming grin permanently placed. Without thought he kept her hand clasped in his. “What are you going to do about it?”

“Well Ethan I don’t want to hurt you, but I will. So you better sit your butt down and tell me what is going on.” As the reality of his presence was hitting her, she couldn’t stop smiling. Just like old times, they sat at a table and reluctantly let go of hands. 

He let her in on everything. “... So there I was in Monte Carlo with Robert and Olivia and they said they were going home to Port Charles. It was a no-brainer to get out of there so I agreed to come along. I hadn’t planned on staying long though.” 

“I’m so sorry about your mom. That’s awful. I can’t believe you want to leave at a time like this. You need to be around family and friends.”

“I’ll be fine on my own.”

“Maybe so but why would you want to be? Don’t you want to be surrounded by people who love you?” With those words it became silent between them once again. He looked down. This was the very thing he wanted to avoid: awkwardness, uncertainty, the point of no return. She decided to dive right in and break the tension. “Do you ever think about that night?” He looked away again, hands to his head. “Because I’m not ashamed to say that I do.” He let himself make eye contact with her.

In a whisper he said, “I thought we weren’t going to talk about it.”

“But we should talk about it. We never said where we stood after that. In fact, we never said anything at all. Why haven’t you called me?”:

“I didn’t want anything to be different. I was afraid that if I called, whatever happened, we would be different after we hung up.”

“So you decided we were just never going to speak again? Ethan, it’s been a year!”

“I know, okay. But it’s not like you picked up the phone either.”

“I did. Trust me, I did. I dialed your number. I wrote out texts. I thought about contacting you all the time but I was scared. I thought you would push me away and we’d never be friends again. I didn’t want to lose you.”

“So here we are. I guess the joke’s on us. We’re having the very conversation we were both scared to have. Well we’re having it whether we’re ready or not.”

“I guess so. I just really want you to know that I don’t regret it. Any of it. And before you say anything, I don’t want you to think that you somehow messed up and that you have to apologize. I know you, Ethan. You’re going to think that there’s some mistake that needs to be fixed here but there’s not. We didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Look, you are very special to me Krissy. You always have been. But you’re right. I feel guilty. We crossed a line and I didn’t do anything to stop it.”

“Neither did I. We both knew what we were getting ourselves into and we both decided to go through with it.”

“When we agreed to a visit, I honestly didn’t plan on that-”

“These things just happen, Ethan. No one needs to take the ‘blame.’”

In the past, when Ethan had a conversation like this he was used to seeing Kristina as a teenager who needed someone to look out for her. But now, he was staring across the table at a mature woman, fully confident in her life choices. Maybe she was right. Maybe there was nothing to fix here. ���You’re right. We’re both adults here. We should just acknowledge that it happened. But I am sorry that I left abruptly like that. I panicked. I couldn’t stay.”

“I understand. There was a lot to figure out. But you know what, we just made it complicated by letting so much time pass by. So let’s forget about that. What would’ve happened if you hadn’t left?”

He was timid to answer. Although he thought about that often, he didn’t really know what he would’ve said or done. 

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She had met him in Australia and they had a great time. He showed her where he grew up and showed her some of his favorite spots. It felt amazing to have her there with him. It all felt right and they had a great time together. It was always effortless with her. They could talk about anything and their time together would always fly by. They laughed, reminisced, adventured all over the place and spent every moment together. 

The night before she was supposed to fly home they sat outside his flat and watched the stars, while drinking wine. “I can’t believe how long it’s been since I’ve seen you. We can’t wait this long again, okay?”

He agreed wholeheartedly. She felt like home to him. She was his soft place to land and he found that he didn’t want her to leave. He put her arm around her and she fell into his chest. “I guess we’ve come a long way from when you hated me.”

He chuckled under his breath, “What? When did I hate you? I never hated you.”

“Oh yes you did, remember? I stupidly lied about you and you hated me for it. Who could blame you?”

“No. But I didn’t hate you.” They snuggled closer. He kissed her forehead. “I could never hate you. Maybe slightly annoyed though.” He joked.

“Shut up.” She playfully slapped his leg. “But now we’re in Australia and that’s all so far away.” She sat up and looked him in the eyes. “Thanks for showing me your past Ethan. It means a lot to me. I always wanted to get to know you better.”

“It’s not something I really share with people but I trust you Krissy.” He took her hand. “I want you to come back anytime. It’s too bad you have to leave already.”

“Do you want me to...stay?” Their eyes locked. The moment seemed to stand still. Stay. Just stay. They were both thinking it. All that seemed to matter now was how to make this night not end. How to stay just like this. How to stay here. How to stay. The gap between them closed as they sought a way to keep this moment paused. 

He kissed her gently. His heart was racing and he felt nervous. Touching her lips made every emotion fall into place. Every need to protect her, cherish her, trust her, care for her, appreciate her, and embrace her all washed over him. His kiss pressed harder as he slipped his hand around her waist and held her face. 

She grasped his neck and clung to his back. She never wanted to let him go again. This moment was everything to her. She felt breathless as their passionate embrace grew stronger. He kissed her neck and touched her with the most trusting hands she ever knew. She couldn’t focus on anything. Not the world around them. Not even the air in her lungs. All there was was Ethan. That’s all that mattered. He kissed her again then abruptly pulled away, her head in his hands. His eyes were never more attractive than now. She worried about what he would say as he stared at her. He seemed like he was thinking. His eyes looked like they were pleading but cautious. Their foreheads touched as he squinted his eyes in quiet contemplation. He seemed tortured over his internal decision-making. She stayed silent. Finally he looked her in the eye and whispered, “Are you sure, Kristina?” 

“Yes.” Without a moment’s hesitation, he kissed her again and again and again….. 

The next morning as she blinked her eyes open she saw Ethan standing in the corner. He looked like he was scurrying to leave. “Are you going somewhere?” She asked.

He couldn’t turn and look at her. “Ye-yeah I got a call. I--I need to go. I want you to have a safe flight home okay? I’m sorry. I--I gotta go.” 

“Wait, Ethan. Where are you going?” She sat up and called out to him. In a flash, he was gone and out the door. She scrambled to get ready. Her flight would be taking off in an hour and there was no time to try to go after him. They would just have to call each other later. That call never happened. 

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 “I don’t know what I would’ve said.” Ethan admitted. “I guess there’s no point in looking back.”

“You’re right. That was then. This is now. What are you thinking now?” She looked hopefully at him.

“I’m thinking that I’ve got a plane to catch.” He stumbled out of his chair and she stood quickly in his way.

“Hold on. You can’t leave. Not like this.” As she tried to stop him, her hand landed on his chest as if it belonged there. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at her hand. He put his hand on hers and let it rest. 

“I can’t have this conversation Kristina.” He closed his eyes in order to not look at her.

“Why not?” Their voices turned to a whisper. 

“Because once we have it, we can’t go back.”

“Your heart’s beating fast…” She leaned and gently placed her ear to his chest. Her eyes closed. She listened.

Reluctantly he wrapped his arms around her and held her head to him. He thought about what to do. What to say. “I don’t want to mess this up.”

“You couldn’t.”

“You deserve better than me.”

“There is no one better than you.”

“I can’t stay.”

“Take me with you.” At this, they met each other’s gaze. 

“What about your family? Your life here?”

“I want to be with you Ethan.”

“Life with me is unpredictable. You’re safer here.”

“Don’t push me away. Not again.” She squeezed him tighter.

He stared at her for a minute. She was different. There was something about her touch, her eyes, her voice that assured him that this could work. This felt right. Now was the time. They could finally be together. “Are you sure, Kristina?”

“Yes.” She replied confidently. A smile crept across his face and he felt relieved. This must be what he wanted all this time and he didn’t know it until right now. He had her in his arms and he intended to keep her there.

“Okay then.” He leaned down and kissed her tenderly. They left together.. 

[nickelkeep]

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Now, I will admit that because of the Fanfic I’m writing, I did have @casgirlsam confirm a small spoiler for me last night, so I’m a little informed. But I have no idea what the spoiler means or how it plays out. I’ll share that spoiler at the end.

Lily Sunder, huh?

Meant to be? Stop Nougat. Thank you Dean.

Dean looks like he’s praying. 

Chuck dammit. There is not enough coffee for this many feels, this early in the morning. “What’s next?” “I don’t know.” “I guess it’s an adventure.” STOP. Fucking A. I’m going to curl up back in bed and not get out. Sam needs hugs. ROWENA!! Good job Cas... WHAT?! NO!!! FUCK. Dean voice over is making me cry while watching Cas and Sam cope. Wait. Sam... where are you going? Cas. Stop him!

“You said give him space.” Oh thank god, that was the first thing I thought too. Dean, hug your fucking brother. HUG HIM. Team Free Dads. Wait... CAS. I heard that. Ok, I know this is supposed to be a serious scene, but you know what they’re saying is going to be on the blooper reel. (That’s totes a Misha smile.) Is he in the Empty? Wait. What? Heaven? WOAH. So, does this mean that Heaven is under attack from the empty? Commercial Break. I’m going to take this moment to try and think. Cause uh, my heart. It hurts. Ok, back from commercial. That’s one hell of a hangover. Lily Sunder got old. Awww, Kevin. I miss you little prophet. Get Lily into Heaven to get Jack back? Good luck. Wait, is that? Kelly? OH FUCK.... No... Shit the water works... “Why are you... no...” My heart just shattered as a mom.

And the brothers fight, no surprise. They both want Jack back, but they can’t agree. Let me go find my surprised face. There’s the angel radio spoiler. You’re just letting him go?! CAS YOU BETTER BE FUCKING CAREFUL. Sam, you really want to leave Dean alone with her? Dean apologizing? Ah, there’s the other edge to the sword. “Why are you letting yourself die if you’re going to hell?”

Oh shit. This could have been a mother’s day episode. Granted, all the moms are you know... dead or dying or not answering their damn phones (looking at you Mary). But I completely understand what Lily wants. And as one of Jack’s dad’s... Dean better understand too. Dead angels. Oh fuck. Cas is totally freaking out. Commercial break again. Let’s see if I can get this shit under control again. Dumah isn’t dead! Zuriel is though? Scared Angel? The shit is this? Naomi? Yep. I called that. But I’m sure everyone with eyes caught that. :P 46,750,000,000 human souls will be cast in the wind. That’s a good estimate. Heh, I really don’t like Naomi. “The Brothers Winchester” “You were expecting a scale and a feather?” Well, we knew Lily was going to hell. Cas found him! DAMMIT THE WATER WORKS! “He’s wonderful Castiel.” I was kinda expecting a tongue lashing. Yeah, I should have figured that one. Dammit. “He’s our kid.” Tell her off Dean! Get her. Sic her! Oooo, I like this actress. That was actually really creepy. You know Lily, did you listen to anything Anubis said? Your actions are... NO. FUCK YOU CAS. CAS! I am, so angry right now.

Commercial Break again. I am so angry. Jesus Christ Cas.  Jack feels good. And Lily is dead. So, that comment I didn’t get to finish above? Your actions are.. One final good action, outweighs the rest. “Go say hello to your daughter for me.” Naomi? Give a reward? Meh. I’d rather have something else. At least this confirms that Michael isn’t in Dean. :P Fucking A. Feels. I can’t even. When is Cas going to learn his self worth and that he can be happy and loved? And that’s not even the Destiel shipper in me. He’s allowed to be happy dammit. So to confirm. I asked @casgirlsam if Jack was still sick. All she told me was that he wasn’t. I’m so over this (not really). I’m going to go write fluff and pretend none of this happened. Actually, I need to go figure out how to rewrite a part of my BBCC fic now. Fuck.

[toasterfallout]

Serene times - ensemble episodes of love Part I

DISCLAIMER: My first fanfic ! (well actually my second but the first one was only one chapter and about 18 years ago hahaha...9_9;; ) I’m a lonely potato with no friends that can actually proof read this text so I might come back later and edit it from time to time, the second part is in the works :d

I have a plan in the works for a present , past and future on this story, I felt like I needed to write it and felt that tumblr would be a great place to post it I think... anyway, hope that some of you like it , if not that’s ok too... :d -------------------

The day started like any other day in the Prydwen for the Elder.

Early… way too early.

Slowly coming out from his quarters he says His and hellos to the few who finishing or starting their patrolling shifts, idle chat in the cafeteria with the scientists that have been up all night, then doing a tour of each section and talking with the knights and scribes answering their questions, reassuring those who are in their firsts missions in the Commonwealth but also listening to the advice of those who the place had left a mark in their lives since their last visit.

It had been a little over 2 years since Arthur had left Boston but he had to admit that he kinda missed it.

Maybe it was the view from the ship that he got kinda fond of, or the fact that his last mission was (partially) a success, or maybe it was something else...

Someone else.

Going down to the observation deck, he saw a table and some chairs that had been installed, since his first meeting today was going to be pretty long he was glad but already tired by just thinking of his task ahead.

‘’Good morning Elder’’ said a young voice behind him.

Turning around Arthur smiled when he saw the young proctor ‘’Good morning Proctor Haylen’’  tilting his head to greet those coming behind her ‘’General Cade, Kelly, Ingram’’

‘’Good Morning Elder’’ - Kells and Cade almost said in unison.

Ingram tried to reply but failed with what it looked like an small cake in her mouth.

‘’Are we ready to start then?’’ mumbled Proctor Teagan in a tired voice while walking to the room from Arthurs blind side

‘’Yes’’ answered Arthur as he also enters the room and takes his seat at the end of the table ‘’What news from the west?’’

Everyone seated after the Elder, Ingram and Haylen to his right,Teagan and Cade to his left and almost as his equal Kells at the other end of the table.

‘’The team hasn’t arrived yet but we got news from the Citadel, they stayed a couple of nights and are now on route in a vertibird’’ answered Kells

‘’Good, we still have some time but we are not waiting for them’’

‘’Of course’’ Kells paused ‘’The Courier that brought us the message still stationed at the minuteman Castle along with her companion’’

‘’I’ll talk to her, I still believe she’s holding information from us’’

‘’She’s stubborn’’ complained Teagan ‘’I really wonder why we still put up with her’’

Haylen and Ingram snickered.

The meeting went on for an three hours or so without interruption.

Concerns, technical elements and tactics, important but tiring stuff, he was so grateful to have such great brothers and sisters committed to their mission and back with him in the Commonwealth.

‘’Here’s the list of all of our supplied at the moment’’ Cade handed a copy to everyone ‘’and also a list of what will be needed’’

‘’Alright’’Arthurs eyes started to hurt, a headache maybe? He tried to look at the paper, but wasn’t able to concentrate.

As everyone was reading the paper he saw some movement near the stairs that quickly  moved to the wall.

Arthur looked at the door discreetly, while the others talked, trying to get what information he could from the discussion but also trying to see what had made the movement.

A cat? No, it was almost the size of a mole rat…. almost.

Arthur smirked.

He then saw two tiny eyes from the corner, steel-blue, pinky cheeks and short black hair in the air almost floating in the air as if a Brahmin had licked it in the night, his tiny pijamas looked wet from the sweat of his sleep and had a blanket rolled around his hand.

The little boy was looking at him intensely, a bottle of milk in his hand and a pacifier in his mouth.

Arthur looked at him and smiled, he waved his hand under the desk discreetly as if trying not to get caught by the others.

The toddler then ran to him, making small tapping sounds on the metal floor. As everyone turned around to see, he then started to climb on Arthurs combat coat, trying to reach his lap.

Arthur helped him mid-way and seated the baby on him, putting his pacifier away, the toddler already getting comfortable in his arms.

‘’He’s such a daddy's boy’’ Ingram was amused by the display of affection

Arthur just answered her with a proud smile while starting giving the bottle to his son.

‘’I can already hear her mother looking for him’’ Teagan was just looking at the stairs, already waiting for someone to appear out of thin air.

Haylen and Kells only laughed.

‘’Let's continue’’ said Arthur.

Looking at documents while holding his baby was already a skill that he mastered in the last 2 years and a half.

Another 7 minutes pass until the commotion from the main deck started to fill the air.

‘’Told you’’ Teagan smiled

Like a blue thunder, someone jumped from the stairs, quickly turning around and looking at Arthur.

A sigh of relief.

‘’Oh my goodness, I’m so so sorry!’’ she said almost breathless, her black long hair was a complete mess from all the running and climbing she must have done,quickly she approached him, almost running.

‘’I almost sounded the alarm, everyone was looking for him! When did he learned to go down the stairs? I’m so sorry for interrupting your meeting like this’’ She looked at her sleeping son.

Arthur smiled ‘’Don’t worry about it, I think it’s time we have a quick brake anyway’’ he stood up.

‘’Good! My back is killing me!’’ Teagan said stretching in his chair

“Good Morning Sentinel Maxson” said Kells courteously

“Good morning General” she responded while trying to take back her son into her arms.

“Morning Nath!” Haylen stood up to give a hug to her friend ‘’an adventurer already isn’t he?’’

The proud mother responded with a big smile and a cheek kiss to his baby.

With a loud cough the Lancer-Capitan made clear to the young Proctor his disapproval of her familiarity to the Sentinel.

Haylen gave a shy-smile and slowly backed away as if saying sorry(not really)to the Captain and the her friend.

‘’Everyone take an hour and be back in 1030 hours’’ said Arthur to his committee, he then looked at Kells ‘’I’ll be in my quarters with my family if any important matter comes up””

‘’Of course Elder, Ad victoriam’’ The Lancer saluted

‘’Ad victoriam’’ Everyone saluted except the Sentinel that was lost in the face of her sleeping child.

‘’Let’s put him to bed and calm everyone upstairs, knowing his brother he could be in the point of jumping down the ship to look for him’’

“Shaun!” 

Arthur chuckled at the sight of his wife and tried to help her go up the ladder.

It was going to be another good day.

[byjillianmaria]

WIP Tag

I was tagged by @kira-desomma :) I don’t think I’ve done this one before. And if I have ...? Well, I’m always here to talk about my WIPs, lol. There’s three of them rn!

Songbird

Status: Writing the second draft

Inspiration: The song Dark Woods Circus (and a fanfic I wrote on said song).

Count: The fanfic topped out at around ~47k. The first draft was around ~52k. And the second draft is currently at ~25k, but my target is ~70k.

Genre: Thriller/Suspense. Has some horror elements. Young Adult.

Blurb: Elizabeth Brighton couldn't have known.

When she accepted the flier and an invitation to a mysterious show from the dazzling woman who offered it to her, she didn't know what it would be about or even how much it would cost. She certainly didn't know that it would wind up being a front for an immortal, sadistic witch known only as The Mistress with a penchant for kidnapping unsuspecting women. And she certainly couldn't know that she had been selected as the witch's next victim. Now locked in a birdcage, cursed to grow feathers that slowly suck the life out of her, and forced to sing for an unknowing audience every night, it looks like Elizabeth is helpless and hopeless, doomed to die before she ever gets a chance to turn 18.

But maybe things aren't so hopeless after all. There are things Elizabeth can't explain, things that the Mistress either doesn't know or doesn't care about. Things like the enigmatic words of the fortune teller. The kind but meek contortionist. Thoughts that seem to come from someone else. The strange dreams of another woman's life, of being in love with a beautiful woman named Alice. Will any of these things shed light on the Mistress's plot? And more importantly, will knowing make any difference?

Tag: project: songbird

Background: I probably never would have started on this project if it weren’t for a friend loving the fanfic version of it so fiercely, I thought that it might just be worth fleshing out into a novel.

Reversed Star

Status: Getting ready to publish in October

Inspiration: Saga was a big motivator for us in the early days! But we draw a little inspiration from everywhere. Some of the plot elements (specifically Evangeline’s kidnapping) were actually drawn from an old, unfinished Nano project of mine!

Count: Getting the word count for the scripts isn’t exactly easy ...

Genre: Scifi! And I guess you could classify the age range as New Adult?

Blurb: Everything in the galaxy begins somewhere.

For Evangeline and Icaruss, the story begins on their 21st birthday. That’s when Evangeline Dumont, heiress and only child of famed scientist Roman Dumont, is kidnapped. And that’s when Icaruss, a poor alien/human hybrid, starts having dreams from her point of view. Convinced that he’s the only one who can rescue her, he convinces his twin sister Thara to make him a spaceship. Accompanied by family friend Greta and Fitzy, his robot, he takes off on an epic adventure across the galaxy. But Evangeline, who has no idea he exists, isn’t waiting to be saved. Instead, she’s doing her best to learn more about the mysterious radicals who are holding her hostage, and how to best escape them.

This story follows both Evangeline and Icaruss as their stories bring them closer together. And closer to an intergalactic war that neither of them could have predicted …

(Yikes!! I need to update this blurb.)

Tag: It has a whole separate blog!! (Which you should follow. It posts rad art.)

Background: Kelli and I have been friends since we were 15, and talking about making a comic together for about that long. However, Reversed Star is the first one that looks like it has a chance of actually, well, happening. And a lot of that is because of the lovely people who show support and interest in it, so, thank you!! We started working on it shortly after graduating college, and it has been a great way for us to continue to stretch our creative muscles as we go into our respective careers.

The Fair Folk

Status: To be worked on seriously after 

Inspiration: Tumblr posts about faeries. It also has a little True Blood in there (even though — full disclosure — I’ve only watched a couple episodes), with the whole “alternate-universe-where-people-know-vampires-exist” thing, except replace “vampires” with “faeries, merfolk, werewolves, ghosts, etc.” And vampires actually are extinct XD

Count: Uhh, just a couple thousand words and a metric fuckton of world building.

Genre: Fantasy! With some Adventure elements. It’s New Adult.

Blurb: Massachusetts isn’t exactly known for being welcoming to supernatural beings.

When a young woman in Wylant, Massachusetts named Rose Armont goes missing, however, the Supernatural Bureau of Investigations thinks that the case is in their jurisdiction — or, at least, that’s what resident Katrina Chase finds out from the faerie sent to investigate. And when she sees the mysterious creature that might have taken Rose, she becomes wrapped up in the investigation — and becomes closer to Oren, the faerie sent to work the case, and his world.

As the investigation grows to involve Oren’s sister Meri and Katrina’s werewolf roommate, Renee, it quickly becomes clear that the case is about far more than just Rose or even just Wylant. But how? Why are the girls involved? And what does the witch who lives on the outskirts of Wylant, the one that everyone but Katrina dismisses … What does she know?

Tag: project: the fair folk

Background: The Fair Folk is a super fun project because it has a lot of world-building involved. It also has a pretty neat cast of characters who actually get to go out and do something in lots of settings, which makes me look at it enviously from the mountain of pages of Songbird, where Elizabeth is confined to one area lol.