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wow I have not been on tumblr for almost two years.. hopefully the fandom is still active lol. anyway I just wanted to say that I still love all my mutuals!! you guys are the best and I hope you’re all doing well<3

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Master List of My Fanfics (:

MODERN DAY AU  

Part 1 (The Prompt that Started it All)          

Part 2 (Party Hats and Complications)                

Part 3 (Pups and Boom Boxes)                    

Part 4 (Scavenger Hunts and Roses)          

Part 5 (Memories and Baths)                      

Part 6 (Promises and Rings)                        

Part 7 (Wedding Fic Part 2)                          

Part 8 (Kicks and Pranks)  

ALL THE LITTLE HORSES MAU (to be finished)

Part 1 Conception         Part 6 16 Weeks

Part 2 5 Weeks               Part 7 20 Weeks

Part 3  8 Weeks              Part 8  26 Weeks          

Part 4 10 Weeks             Part 9 28 Weeks

Part 5 12 Weeks             Part 10 32 Weeks

SONG OF FIRE (Post Kings Cage Au)    

Part 1    

Part 2      Part 2 (From Cal’s Perspective)

Part 3

Part 4

Epilogue

Swimming Lessons (SoF)

MERMAID KISSES    (unfinished-probably abandoned) 

Part 1/ Part 2  

SONG OF THE PHOENIX

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4 /Part 5/ Part 6/ Part 7/ Part 8 

THE CHAIN 

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5/Part 6/Part 7/Part 8/Part 9/ Part 10

RANDOM ONE SHOTS 

cycles and over protective fathers (Very AU, Mare/Cal)

Halloween Shenanigans (AU, Mare/Cal)

Ghosts  (Pre-Series, Cal/Julian)

Maven and Cal as kids (Pre-Series, Cal/Maven)

The Cold Front (Secret Santa Gift, Post Glass Sword, Cal/Maven)

Put That Prince Back in His Place) (Post Glass Sword, Gisa/Cal)

Little Lightning Bug (Glass Sword, Mare/Cal)

Cold Showers ((M), King’s Cage, Mare/Cal)

I dont love you, but I always will (AU, King’s Cage, Mare/Cal)

Mare takes on Anabel (Post King’s Cage, Mare/Anabel)

Silk Sheets During Dusk (Post King’s Cage, Mare/Cal)

Puppy Times (AU, Post King’s Cage, Mare/Cal)

Sweater Weather ((E)) Post King’s Cage, Mare/Cal)/Rewrite the Stars ((M)) Mare/Cal)

Salt in the Wound (War Storm Guess Work, Cal/Mare)  

Mother’s Day (Farley and Clara) (Post War Storm, Farley/Clara)

Don’t be Afraid (Post War Storm, Mare/Cal)          

Of Various Saints and Soldiers (Post War Storm, Mare/Cal/their adorable babies)

heaven knows (Post War Storm/Broken Throne Guess Work, Mare/Cal)

Another Shower Scene ((technical M)), Post Broken Throne, Mare/Cal)

Fire and Flood (Broken Thorne Guess Work, Mare/Cal)

Headcanons 

Tangled AU

University AU

Dust in the Wind (headcanon)

ALL POST BROKEN THRONE FICS 

(these were written after I read Broken Throne)

Filling in The massive Gap that was the Epilogue 1. All This and Heaven Too (Mare and Cal)

2. All This and Heaven Too Part 2 (Mare and Cal)

3. Gravity (Baby Barrow Calore Birth)

4. Lavenders Blue (Mare, Cal, and Baby Shade)

5. Have Faith in Me  (Cal and Coriane)

6. Like Real People Do (Cal, Daniel Barrow, Mare)

7. Grace (Cal, Mare, Coriane Barrow Calore, Shade Barrow Calore)

8. Electric Love (Mare and Cal, EXPLICT)

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Would u consider writing a marecal fic where Mare gets pregnant without knowing in the middle of everything and then has a miscarriage during like a battle scene and she’s all confused and hurting and Cal is freaking out and then he helps her through it??

May I... may I interest you perhaps in Cal not knowing at all?... And it’s sort of in the middle of everything sort of not.... and she loses the baby while she’s alone? Um...so yeah, for some reasons I couldn’t stop thinking about that scene in The Help while I thought about this ask, so here we are...  wow this shit was sad... ): 

Closing the door as softly as he could behind him, Cal smiled to himself before softly setting his bag down next to the end table that took up more space in the tiny hallway than necessary. Edging forward to glance around the corner at the living room, his smile slowly died when he realized it empty. 

There was a set of schematics on the beat up coffee table, and a cup of tea next to it though. 

Stepping completely into the room, he ran his hands along the worn back of the couch, and glanced at the papers. They appeared to be a set of battle plans for an assault on a Lakeland stronghold. Tyton’s name was even signed at the bottom of them. Cal flipped the folder closed, not to stop him from looking at it though. The door was unlocked, which meant anyone could have been here. Gisa could have walked from her shop a few blocks over, or Ruth could have swung by and dropped off the tea leaves from the little terrace garden she kept. Neither of them had clearance for those files, and if they had seen them it put them at risk.  

“Mare?” Cal called softly, and regretfully. He hoped that his visit would be a surprise. He had a whole evening planned. First he’d surprise her here, then they’d take a walk into downtown Ascendent, and then he’d buy her dinner at her favorite restaurant on the lake. Plan never lasted the first ten minutes of battle. He found himself repeating that phrase more and more lately. 

When there was no reply, he walked back into the hallway and poked his head into the kitchen. The tea box was open, and he took the two steps it always took him to reach the counter. Mare’s shoebox apartment sometimes drove him insane, simply because it was so small they were always on top of each other when he stayed here. But it felt oddly empty without her loud personality filling it right that second.  

He set his hand on the kettle and lifted the lid. It was still practically full, and the water was hot. She had just poured her tea and sat down... he smiled and then gently closed the lid and spun around to search the kitchen. 

“I told you once that I was a good hunter. I still am a very good hunter, and if you want to be found...” trailing off with a smile, he edged back into the hallway and walked towards her bedroom. Opening the door quickly, he almost jumped into the space. The bed was mussed, she obviously hadn’t made it this morning, and her sleeping clothes were thrown on the chair near the window, but there was no sign of her. 

Now he just felt stupid for calling out like he did. 

Something clattered in the bathroom, something heavy. It almost made him jump out of his skin. “Mare?” He called to her. When she did’t reply, he crossed the room to the worn bathroom door. He remembered having to sand it down when she first moved in because the last tenant had left it a mess. 

The handle stuck when he turned it, and he tried it twice more before recognizing that it was locked. Knocking softly and calling through the wood, he tried to keep his worry out of his voice. “Mare are you okay?”

“Yes. Fine. Just need... a few minutes. Go to Gisa’s shop and wait for me.” 

HIs brows drew together when he heard the strain in her voice. Turning away from the door he crossed to the nightstand on the other side of her bed where he thought she kept the emergency key to unlock any door in the house. The landlord had warned her it was an old house and the doors tended to lock on their own and that it was best if she kept that key on her at all times just in case. 

Before he could open the door, there was another heavy clatter followed by a something that sounded suspiciously like a sob. Spinning on his heel, he dropped his shoulder as he hit the door as hard as he could. It splintered under his weight and he ended up almost spilling onto the ground when he fell through. 

He managed to catch himself on the sink but the first thing he still noticed was the metallic reek of blood that permeated from almost every direction in the bathroom.

“Get out! Get out Cal!” Mare screamed as she threw part of the towel rack that had fallen to pieces around her at his head. He barely managed to dodge it, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of the puddles of blood around the tiny bathroom. His heartbeat was practically in his throat as he slowly raised his eyes to see Mare curdled up on the floor against the edge of the bathtub, her face red and tear streaked. She looked terrified, or perhaps sick. All the color was gone from her face, and that scared him more than anything. 

Hesitantly, so he didn't touch anything around his feet, he slowly crouched down, searching Mare for a wound. There’s wasn't a visible one that could have possibly spilled that much blood. 

“There’s so much blood. I didn’t think there’d be so much.” Mare hiccuped before gripping her hair in one hand and clenching it into a fist. When she closed her eyes, more tears rolled down to the join the others in neck of her thick sweater. 

“Hey, okay, it’s...” was it going to be okay? Cal didn’t think that was best thing to say anymore, so he slowly rose to step over the blood and join Mare on the other side of the puddles. 

“I lost it.” Mare whispered as he slowly sank down onto the floor with her. “I lost it.” She repeated once more when he slowly wrapped an arm around her shoulders and brought her towards him so she could bury her face in his neck.

 Her face was burning against his still wind kissed skin. Glancing around the bathroom once more, Cal slowly began piecing things together. His stomach dropped to his knees when he reached the obvious conclusion, but he didn’t dare say anything in case it made this whole thing worse for Mare who seemed to have finally quieted in his arms. 

“I barely had it,” she croaked, “I didn’t even know if it was a boy or--or a girl. It didn’t even have fingers or toes.” 

He ran his hand up and down her back slowly, trying to keep her sobs at bay. She didn’t seem in danger of dropping into hysterics, but then again, Mare had always been spectacular at hiding how close she was to the edge. 

“I told Gisa... and she told my mom.” This time a tiny sob escaped. “I told Sara I was coming to see her tomorrow.” 

“Let’s get you in a warm bath.” Cal whispered against her temple. He pulled a hand away to stretch and turn the bath on when she didn’t protest. She only curled his jacket into her fist, but didn’t say anything else, not even when he slowly lifted her to remove her shirt and the remainder of her undergarments. Tossing them into the corner, he slowly wrapped an arm under her legs and lifted her off of the ground. Steam rolled out of the bath and around the room, fogging the mirror. The room was horrible at ventilating, it always had been. It drove him insane when he showered because it was like stepping out into a muggy Archeon day when he finished. 

Setting Mare in the water, he picked up a towel and set it over the largest puddle of blood before grabbing one of the small washcloths. When he turned around, Mare had drawn her knees up to her chest and was staring blankly at the other side of the bath. 

Dunking the cloth in the water, Cal sank to his knees outside of the bath before pressing it to the base of Mare’s neck. Squeezing it to run the water down her back, he whispered, “The next one...” he swallowed, realizing the mistake, and ended up biting his tongue. After this traumatic incident, he highly doubted there would be another one ever again. 

“I dreamed it was a boy two nights ago,” Mare’s spoke as if she hadn’t even heard him. Then again, maybe she hadn’t, because her lips had curled up at the edges into a whimsical smile that made him pause from wiping the cloth up and down her back. She closed her eyes and expelled a long sigh along with one more tear. He tracked its path as it rolled down her cheek, counting the long seconds that she sat in silence. The last thing he wanted to do now was say something that pushed her deeper into this terrible moment. 

When she spoke again, it was with a crushed whisper. “I’d already named him Shade.” Her shoulders caved with the name, and she dropped her head to rest it on her knees, as if suddenly the weight of that idea, or dream had become too much. Dropping the cloth into the water, he replaced it with his hand on her neck, caressing the heavy branching scars there. 

 “Then we’ll bury him by the lake. Near your favorite tree.” He whispered, and she finally turned blank eyes on him. He’d seen a similar ache in those eyes before, when she’d lashed out on the Blackrun, and when she’d stared him down on a balcony after making a decision that had almost ruined his life. It was a bone deep sorrow, an ache for a future that could never exist. 

He gave her a halfhearted smile in response, and she nodded before reaching out with a dripping hand to cup his cheek. Water rolled down and droplets landed on his pant leg, and still he couldn’t pull his eyes from her face. She returned his smile, but that look didn't leave her eyes. 

Reaching up, Cal closed his hand around hers and slowly brought her fingers to his lips. “I’m here. For as long as you need me to be, I am here.” And in that boiling bathroom, surrounded by smoke, he let unspoken words hang between them. 

And I will be there long after you no longer do. 

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Hello guys, I am posting this artwork I did for @noshelfcontrolbookbox characters are Mare Barrow and Maven Calore from Red Queen book Series by @victoriaaveyard hope you guys will like it xoxo 

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Sky puppies

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Mare and Cal FanArt | RED QUEEN |

If u repost please don’t take my signature out and give me credits if possible, all the love xx

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“I am Mare, the lighting girl. The Red Queen and no one at all. Silver but not red, but not a princess downfall. A thief , a killer.”

✦ Red Queen─ headers .

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• fanart's: meliescribbles and loweana

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♕ in honor of Fire Light, I hereby declare cal calore my official favorite character.  ⚜

RQ series

↳ @vaveyard

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literature family — @miacovre ↳  Evangeline Samos

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“Thor: Ragnarok” unused end title sequence by Claus Studios

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the start and end of an era

#tony stark #robert downey jr #rdj #iron man #avengers endgame #a4 #avengers: endgame #endgame spoilers #avengers endgame spoilers #a4 spoilers #gif*

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Tony: Did you remember to switch off your bluetooth?

Nebula: ....What?

Tony: ....

Tony: Someone help me put Nebula on airplane mode.

#Endgame #Avengers #Avengers 4 #Avengers Endgame #A4:E #endgame spoilers

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the “we’re so powerful our eyes glow” squad

#endgame #avengers endgame #avengers #endgame spoilers

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HOLD ON

The Calore brothers’ short story is titled Fare Well, two words. The version meaning goodbye, farewell, is one. The separation changes the meaning to a wishing of wellbeing.

So two hypotheses:

One: It’s a prequel short involving the time in their lives where they started to drift apart, maybe when Elara took out Maven’s love for Cal. In this case, there’s probably some confused hurt on Cal’s part, and ‘fare well’ is a way of him trying to wish his brother success despite their growing distance

Two: Maven’s not dead, but rather gone. First rule of YA fiction is nobody’s dead until you see a body, and sometimes not even then. The short in this case would be set post-series, where Cal somehow rescues Maven, and it is where they say goodbye and wish eachother happiness past everything that’s happened. This would combine the two meanings of ‘fare well,’ and the separation between the two words would correlate to the two parting ways.

Or I could be completely wrong but hey, I can dream

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