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carelessflower · 24 days
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Trouble was firing down the Lightwood's door, an old submission turned more bitter than the poison the matriarch and her husband had gladly lapped from Morgenstern's palm.
Common folks and nobles alike shook in fear, as the Mad King was back, devilish spawns sprinting with their father's every step. The combined force of Idris's houses had only managed to push him down, not out, never out. With a daughter whose hands draw golden and spirit was more fiery than her hair, and her terrifyingly blond brother, who would wipe the blood of those Morgenstern cheekbones with a smile.
Valentine was still alive. He called for the throne.
Of course, Valentine's insanity had not faded away, but neither had his wits, The Mad Ruler - always three steps prepared. The political landscape of Idris had shifted over the decades he spent in the dark carving ladder from people's flesh. The Clave never gave back their trust in the Lightwood. Valentine could regain fortune for his victory, and punishment for his betrayal.
Maryse the Unmercy tensed when a letter with familiar signs came down her sparrow, commanding words capable of drawing expressions few had seen her displayed. Though burnt, the sentiment stayed.
Maxell Lightwood could stay, for he posed the perfect future pawn in Valentine's army. Lady Isabelle would become Valentine's dear Clarissa's Lady-in-waiting, her hands in marriage awaiting whatever house Valentine deemed suitable to sway over.
And when the gentle spray of she spring came, along her the first bloom of Moon Magnolia, Sir Jonathan Herondale would sweep on his horse, and renounce his love for Valentine's daughter. A family united, at last.
The firstborn, oh how Valentine looked to meet the Lightwood's grace, his son's soon-to-be bed warmer. The most useful hostage in the family. Breaking him would be the perfect jewel on the Morgenstern's crown.
Time spinned. The wheel went on.
Day of tourney returned. Words spread faster than wind, a foreign blade drawn. Prince Magnus Bane was never known to back down from a challenge.
The commoners laughed and cheered, bets in taverns went one thousand, one million. They all heard the tales, and Sir Herondale had run into his tough match. Magic ran through Edom's veins, and as one of The Eldest Curses, Prince Magnus's power rivaled most of his royal peers.
The competition would be unpredictable, many claimed. But some only cared about who would the winner dedicate his history to. Whether the blessed magnolia crown of love and beauty would rest on Morgenstern's flaming curls or the intricate blonde braid of Bane's newest amour.
To say this year's round was the most anticipated in centuries would not be a stretch by any means.
Everyone at the joust recalled the moment of their bated breath, as the Great Destruction knocked their prideful heron off his horse. Sharp as Bane's laughter when he took off his helmet, not letting anyone get in his way- reaching for where noble houses were posing in observance.
His eyes flitted over to the right, where the lady Isabelle abode with her family.
Oh— of course. Others whispered. The one true jewel of Alicante. Lady of the Roses.
What a quaint couple would they make. Most knew Maryse was anticipating her frosty rage.
It didn't matter.
For blue petals bloomed in between Sir Alexander Lightwood's raven locks.
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okay so this malec x GoT inspired idea has been haunting me all night I need to get it out of my system may pick up later when I'm feeling lucky 🤭
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speedgeek · 1 year
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Minor plot bunny while reading a fun Reddit debate about Palpatine vs Tenebrae/Vitiate/Valkorion (SWTOR):
Palpatine does something on par with Mr. Suck-A-Planet-Dry-Of-All-Life Tenebrae (aka the person who sucked so much the Sith and the Jedi combined forces), so evil that Darth Vader finds he still has a line he won't cross, a depth to which he won't sink, something even he can't stomach. (He's surprised too.) This moral quandary is not related to Padmé or Luke (if he even knows about Luke yet), it's strictly based on what's left of Vader's moral code. Palpatine fucked up so bad his attack dog wants off his leash of his accord. Vader knows he can't take on his master alone. So who does he go to for help?
(Before ANH, Bail. After ANH but before he finds out about Luke, Rex or Leia. Just before ESB or later, Luke.)
Free to good home, if anyone wants it.
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songbookff · 3 years
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Here's a plot bunny I need to pass off to an actual writer b/c we NEED more Amilea fics: Amilea were together pre-ANH but they didn't get back together until after Han abandoned his marriage. Poe, Rye, Finn, etc. meet Amilyn pre-TLJ when they go on a mission together with her and Leia and the whole time they are trying to figure out *what* is happening between Amilea (b/c them as a couple doesn't even cross their minds). Lots of good opportunity for sweet love and kisses, humor, and badassery.
Done! 
You can find it here: Old Friends
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brynnmck · 4 years
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Tagged by @dame-lazarus, @pretty--thief, and @kiraziwrites, thank you! 
AO3 name: brynnmck
Fandoms: Currently just Jaime/Brienne, pretty much, though I do have a Birds of Prey Harley/Dinah fic I want to finish at some point. Previous fandoms I wrote more than one fic for: Dark Angel, BtVS (those two mostly lost to the wilds of ff.net), Alias, Firefly, Supernatural, Battlestar Galactica, due South and Canada six degrees, and a few different flavors of band-related fic (this is where I lose all of you who have strong anti-RPF feelings; if it makes you feel any better, RPF in GoT fandom is not in my plans!). And then I have one-offs for Friday Night Lights (kind of; it’s a not!fic SDW and I played around with over email one day), Castle, Newsies, SNL RPF, Hart of Dixie, The OC, X-Men movieverse, baseball RPF, and a tiny Star Wars (ANH) ficlet. That’s waaaaay more info than y’all needed, isn’t it? 😆 
Tropes: Friends-to-lovers, road trips, found/chosen family, partners
Number of fics: 90 on AO3. Which is an oddly round number! Only 4 for Jaime/Brienne, which is a little crazy to me because it feels like surely I’ve written WAY more, but I can only figure that’s because I beta a lot and also because Pilot Light was so long (by my standards), heh.
Fic I spent the most time on: Pilot Light, which was almost three times as long as my next-longest fic I’d ever written. It took about five months of steady work, I think? Not counting rewrites while I was posting it.
Fic I spent the least time on: Probably my little Star Wars ficlet. I used to be able to churn out a story in a day, though. I don’t know where that went! To be fair, those fics were generally significantly shorter, but still.
Longest Fic: Pilot Light
Shortest Fic: The aforementioned Star Wars ficlet, which I now really wish I had titled 😂
Most kudos: Overall my most kudosed/bookmarked fic on AO3 is my Newsies one, which honestly speaks to the dearth of good Newsies fic on that site as much as anything else (also this was where I discovered that sometimes the more kudos you get, the more kudos you get, since people sort by kudos and see yours first!). Most kudos for J/B is I settled in slowly to this house that you call home, which makes me happy because I super enjoyed writing that fic.
Most comment threads: Pilot Light. People who commented on multiple chapters of that: YOU ARE MY HEROES. (I mean obviously I love everyone who commented on that story or any other one, but multiple-chapter commenting is a lot of work and I appreciate it especially!)
Most bookmarks: I settled in slowly
Total word count: As of my last story, I just passed 500K, actually: 500,986. Though that is over 17 years, to be fair!
Favorite fic I wrote: Hmmmmm, for J/B, idk. Pilot Light is my most ambitious story in terms of the scope/plot (which I realize is not saying much relative to a lot of fic in this fandom, but I very often go more for emotional plotlines than external ones, and that one had both), so it was cool to prove to myself that I could actually finish it. I just wrote my first canon-based fic and getting to play around in that style was really fun. “I settled in slowly” let me satisfy all my snarky best-friends-y filth-with-feelings impulses. Idk! Me while writing, every time lately: “THIS IS TERRIBLE EVERY WORD IS A SLOG WHY DO I DO THIS MY BRAIN IS BROKEN.” Me, very sincerely, in the comments later: “I had so much fun writing this!” It’s like what they say about childbirth, y’all.
Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: Usually by the time I post something I feel like it’s pretty much done (and even with longer things, I like to have them written before I post because I have a deathly fear of realizing I should go back and change something and not being able to). But I do want to do a little tag for “I settled in slowly,” based on a suggestion from the comments.
Share a bit of a WIP or a story idea you’re planning on: The aforementioned tag is going to involve Jaime and Brienne going out to dinner and him making her come while they’re sitting at the table, per one of the fantasies he mentions in the original story. There may also be bathroom sex afterward. Something short and porny feels attainable right now! I also just got a plot bunny the other day for a college theater AU where Jaime is starring as Orsino in Twelfth Night and Brienne is on the stage crew and he has to stay late after rehearsal one night and they start talking and Things Happen from there. Which will be a good excuse to dredge up some of my theater major experiences! I’ve also had this fic idea for a while where Brienne is a ghost, but that doesn’t feel like a good summer fic, so I’m back-burnering it for now.
I’m not tagging anyone for this one because I think it’s basically made the rounds but if you haven’t done it and you want to, please do!! I would love to see what you have to say!
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klcthebookworm · 6 years
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Free to a Good Home Plot Bunny
I have no time for this one as it involves rewriting the ending of ROTS, possibly Ahsoka's role in Rebels, and the in between backstory as we know it. Rescue the Farmboy is all plotted out, so no room for this idea there. For reasons I'm not spoiling right now, I've been pondering on Ahsoka. And then the muse whispered in my ear, "What if Ahsoka was the one Yoda was referring to with his "No, there is another" line?
Backing up for some behind-the-scenes history, Leia Organa neé Skywalker was Plan B. George had contemplated a spinoff trilogy dealing with the biography of Luke's twin, so they put a tease to it in ESB. I'm not privy to what changed his mind between ESB and ROTJ; it may have been simply wanting to work on something not Star Wars for a while. So they decided to ignore the age difference between Mark Hamill and Carrie Fisher, made Luke and Leia twins, and wrapped up that mystery in ROTJ.
Plus I have recently read Family Matters by atamascolily, a short story in which Luke and Leia find out they are half-siblings with the same mother but different fathers. atamascolily went with Anakin as the other Skywalker, but via the Jedi lineages, Ahsoka is a Skywalker too. Genetics isn't the only way to make a family after all.
What my muse came up with to tie this all together. Padmé is pregnant with Luke, Battle of Coruscant, Order 66, Anakin's fall, Obi-Wan leaves him for dead, and Padmé doesn't die giving birth to Luke. After the survivors convene, Yoda goes into exile on Dagobah, Bail helps Padmé's handmaidens fake her death and the death of her unborn baby, and Padmé and Obi-Wan pose as a refugee family with Luke. Luckily, Luke is too little to understand the grieving they're going through and Padmé's righteous anger over what the Republic has become. It takes time, but eventually Padmé and Obi-Wan make their sham marriage a reality and a new baby is on the way by the time Luke is 4/5.
Something happens to break up the happy home. I think they avoid Vader learning about them because if he knew for sure Obi-Wan was alive, he'd follow him to the ends of the galaxy. Padmé takes baby Leia to Alderaan with the droids; Leia's adopted by Bail and Breha Organa. Obi-Wan takes Luke to Owen and Beru Lars on Tatooine and leaves the boy with them while he deals with the threat. For reasons I don't know, he decides Luke is better off with his aunt and uncle, so he becomes the hermit of the Jundland Wastes protecting from afar. Leia knows her birth mother, but Padmé dies when she is very young.
So the stage is set for ANH with or without an added scene of Luke remembering Obi-Wan from when he was little. Meanwhile, what has Ahsoka been up to is wide open. Working with Bail Organa and Mon Mothma to organize the Rebel Alliance is a good job, but I'd get rid of the timey-whimey shenanigans that made sure she wasn't available from 0 - 4 ABY. I don't know about her duel with Vader; can she survive without the timey-whimey shenanigans?
So Luke leaves Yoda and Dagobah for what is a trap (even he knows it's a trap), Obi-Wan is defeated, but Yoda focuses on Ahsoka. Neither one wants to pit padawan against master (And oh OW! They never had fathers being Temple-raised. Of course they thought Luke could do it better than Ahsoka especially with Luke's talent in the Force.) But Ahsoka is trained more than Luke is while Luke is trained more than Leia is.
And I have no idea what the conclusion to this set-up is. So here it is, free to a good home, if someone can use it.
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friskynotebook · 6 years
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Wherever You Go I Will Be Sure to Follow: A Carrison Fanfiction
This is what happens when plot bunnies don’t escape your head.
It’s taken me a while, but I finally found the time to write this down!
Thanks to my amazing space sister @hewouldve for the beta—you rock!
This story is technically set in the plausible verse, but it’s not relevant to the timing of the story. It’s set during filming of ANH, not too long after that fateful surprise birthday party.
The title comes from “Never Getting Rid of Me” from the musical Waitress. You can listen to it here.
With that said, on with the show!
“Hey, Carrie,” Harrison rumbled into the phone. “Any ideas for what you want to do for our weekend off?”
Star Wars filming had taken a toll on them both—the long days and . . . interesting action shots were grueling, to say the least. Now, finally, the cast and crew got a long weekend off, and everyone was celebrating—especially Harrison and Carrie. Considering it was their first weekend off as a . . . whatever they were, Harrison wanted to make it special for both of them.
He heard Carrie clear her throat, then pause. “I habe a code.”
Harrison furrowed his brow. “A code?”
“A code!” Carrie bit back.
Harrison could almost hear her cute face scrunch up in frustration. Suddenly, he understood.
“Oh, a cold!”
She huffed. “Yeah, a code.” She sighed. “I don’t wanna do anything this weekend—I feel shitty.”
“I’ll come over and take care of you,” he said immediately, without a second thought.
“Whad? Bud I’ll be no fud,” Carrie pouted.
“Oh baby, you’re always fun,” he replied slyly, giving her a rare wink. He shook his head, realizing he was winking to a blank wall in his empty flat. “But even if you weren’t, I wouldn’t be coming to have fun. I’d be coming to take care of you, wait on you hand and foot.”
Carrie smirked. “You’d waid on me hand and foot?”
“Yeah, I’ll pick up your tissues, make you tea—”
Carrie interrupted him with a sneeze.
“Bless you!” he chuckled.
She sniffled. “Look, maybe coming over is a bad idea. I’ll be fide.”
“What are you gonna do when you need to make food or take medicine?” he asked.
Carrie sniffled stubbornly—the only person, Harrison realized, who could actually do something like sniffle stubbornly. “I can do it by byself.”
He tried a different tactic. “Well, I’m gonna be bored here all by myself all weekend long—let me take care of you.”
After a long pause, Carrie finally responded. “Fide.”
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The next day, Harrison arrived at Carrie’s rented flat armed with everything a small army would need to recover from the common cold: tissues, soup, tea, and chocolate. Juggling the boxes and bags in his arms, he managed to find the front door key and unlock her door.
“Sweetheart?” he called, making his way through the flat to her bedroom.
“Go away!” she yelled back, sounding stuffed up.
“Carrie . . .”
“I’b serious! I’b sick ad gross!”
“I brought chocolate,” he smiled.
“Cobe id,” she relented.
Harrison entered her bedroom, setting the tissues up beside her bed and laying a box of chocolates beside her. Carrie started sneezing uncontrollably, though she tried to contain it with sniffles. She plucked one of the tissues from her bedside table and held it to her nose, not wanting to blow in front of him.
Harrison turned to look at her. “Sweetheart, blow your nose.”
“Do!” she replied, muffled by the tissue and her congested nasal passages.
“Baby, you need to do it—you need to breathe. Why not?”
“Id’s gross,” she protested.
“But you have to do it.”
“You cad hear the sdot cobing oud ob by doze!” she whined.
He raised an eyebrow. “Well, that’s kind of the point . . .”
“Harrisond!” She threw a pillow at him. “If you go outside, I’ll do it.”
“Really?”
Carrie bit her lip, looking up at him with her big doe eyes.
“I’ll make you tea if you blow your nose,” Harrison offered.
“Okay,” she agreed, shooing him with her hand.
He chuckled, leaving the room and heading to the kitchen. Carrie blew her nose, sounding like Niagara Falls was gushing out. He smiled a little, making her tea and setting it out with some more chocolate on a tray.
Harrison brought it back to her, finding Carrie nestled in the blankets.
“All clear?” he asked, smirking.
Carrie smiled back. “For now.”
He set the tray up on the bed, then turned on the TV resting on the dresser, finding an old movie for them to watch. Harrison crawled into bed with her.
“Do, go away! You’ll get sick!”
“Then you can return the favour when I’m ‘biserable’ in bed next weekend,” he replied, opening his arms.
“Ridiculous man,” she mumbled, snuggling close to his chest anyways.
They leaned back against the bed, watching the movie. Yet despite her best efforts, Carrie’s nose kept getting stuffier and stuffier, and Harrison couldn’t help but notice her more frequent sniffles.
“Carrie . . .”
“Do,” she replied, sniffling pathetically.
“Honey, you need to do it,” he told her.
“Do I dod’t,” she insisted.
“Then try saying my name without a ‘d’ at the end,” he smirked.
Carrie narrowed her eyes at him.
Without thinking, Harrison grabbed a fresh tissue and held it to her nose.
“Whad are you doing?” she asked, surprised.
“Come on, sweetheart, blow your nose.”
“Thad’s gross!” she protested.
“It’s not, baby. It’s normal—everyone does it, even me,” he replied, actually giving her a wink this time.
She smiled softly.
“Trust me?” he asked.
She hesitated, then blew her nose loudly. Harrison wiped her nose, then grabbed a clean tissue, holding it to her nose. She obliged, blowing again just as loudly as before.
He wiped her nose. “Better?”
She nodded. “Much better,” she replied. “Thank you.”
He threw out the tissues, then wrapped his arms around her. Carrie snuggled close, resting her head against his heart.
“Why are you pudding up with my sick, gross, sdotty self?” she whimpered.
The answer was on the tip of his tongue, but he hesitated. He didn’t want to scare her with his . . . feelings, but at the same time, he’d never felt like this before—not even with Mary. This incredible young woman had turned his life upside down in the best possible way, and she made him want to be a better man. He couldn’t go back to the way his life was before—that much he knew was true. They hadn’t been . . . an item for long, and he knew it was fast, but he knew he had to be in her life for as long as she’d have him. And if telling her that scared her away . . . well, he had to try.
“Because I love you,” he whispered.
Carrie’s cold-filled snores filled the room. Harrison smiled softly and sighed, holding her close.
Looks like that declaration will have to wait for another day.
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erindarroch · 7 years
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Hey! I'm a huge fan! In one chapter of Domestic Bliss, Han and Leia are recalling a mission gone awry where they have to sleep together before they are together. What made Leia let her guard down and allow this to happen? Will you and Justine ever write a story about this event? You also wrote that this wasn't even the first time they'd had to share a bed. How did those arrangements work out? Will you be treating us to stories about the other times this happened early on in their relationship?
Hello, Anon! Thank you for your question, and please accept my apologies for taking so long to answer it. I've been on holiday.
@jhgraham and I hold virtually the same headcanon re: the development of the relationship between Han and Leia in the period between ANH-ESB and we have plenty of rough sketches in our "plot bunnies" box for that period, but we've never actually made a proper story of any of it (yet). I guess we've been too preoccupied with making happy H/L kiss and canoodle (among other things) in the post-RotJ period. ;) But your questions have our minds awhirl once again, as it's a period we're both strongly attracted to (as readers) and we do plan to write our own versions of events...someday.
It's just that...to do it properly means to take it slowly, because that's the way H/L's relationship developed (slowly). However, as writers, we're often too impatient for the payoff to dedicate ourselves to writing that build-up, you know? And we're too lazy! Compared to the cozy/settled post-RotJ period, the UST between ANH and ESB is fairly difficult to master and maintain, imho, and so we tend to depend on others in this little H/L community who are better than we are at writing that delicious stuff. We just gobble it up greedily and beg for more! haha
Having said that, though, we think about it A LOT and I imagine we will someday attempt to write some of these things up ourselves.... 
As for what made Leia let her guard down and allow Han to cuddle up to her when they were alone on a mission and sharing a sleep sack? Well... we think that sort of thing took a loooong time to develop, too. From their first touch in the trash compactor and that warm embrace after the first DS was destroyed, we extrapolate and imagine that they became increasingly comfortable with physical contact after that. Of course, at first, it was purely out of necessity and/or the result of strong emotion but, over time, mission after mission, year after year, they get closer and closer. They are allies, after all, and they have to trust each other to a certain degree, even at the beginning. Then their friendship becomes increasingly warm and intimate, trust grows, and the attraction just gets stronger. 
For example, we have a fairly well developed outline for a story in which they are betrayed by a contact and find themselves cornered in an unfamiliar city. They hole up for a day or two because Leia is injured and needs to rest before she can move without attracting attention. In that short time period, they are forced to share a bed and each takes some comfort in the other's proximity and touch (although it doesn't last). Leia wants Han and she knows he wants her, too, but she won't allow herself to become involved with a man who continually insists that he won't be sticking around for long....because that would be foolish, and Leia Organa is no fool. In the meantime, Han wants Leia and he knows she wants him, too, but he has developed an aversion to close attachments (Chewie being the only exception), and his life and livelihood pretty much depend upon him keeping a low profile and avoiding Imperial entanglements. He certainly doesn't think it's a good idea to become attached to a headstrong revolutionary whose whole raison d'etre is to provoke the Empire and bring it down. So he's conflicted.... 
But the heart wants what it wants. And so it goes. 
We don't think it was anything like "love at first sight" for either Han or Leia, but we do think their attraction was powerful from the start. They are drawn to one another over and over again, but then one or the other of them veers away for the reasons stated above. However, each and every experience they share is a thread in the tether that eventually binds them to each other forever. We imagine that things were beginning to intensify between them just prior to when we see them again in ESB, when they were slowly inching in the direction of becoming sexually involved. By the time we get to ESB, they have history. They have shared all sorts of things that comrades-in-arms share (including occasionally enduring rough sleeping arrangements while on missions). They are friends, but (so our headcanon goes) definitely heading in the direction of becoming "more than friends" by the time they get to Hoth. We don't think they had a sexual relationship before the trip to Bespin, but we think they were getting awfully close to it. Promises were made.... And then Ord Mantell happened. Han changed his mind about staying. Leia got really pissed off about that. And that's how we see them at the beginning of ESB. 
If you want to know exactly what our head canon is re: this period, read "Mergers and Acquisitions" and "Between the Lines" by Sue Zahn [ @suezahn ] These are the fics leading up to her trip-to-Bespin story, "Into the Fire". In particular, there is a scene in M&A that takes place on the couch in their hotel suite, which is mmmmm-mmmm-mmm good! Immortalized in a rough sketch by the great Leela Starsky (Kate McCredie), too. That is (according to our shared hc) as close as they ever get to sleeping together before the trip to Bespin. 
Thanks for your interest and support, Anon! Sorry for writing you a novel-length reply. I think about these things waaaaay too much.
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vungocvi · 5 years
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2019 - My accomplishments so far <3
Tui nhận ra tui đã để quên mất đứa con tinh thần của tui trống trơn nửa năm rồi, *quét mạng nhện* (I’m sozyyy ;-;) Để chuộc lỗi, tớ sẽ kể năm nay tớ đã accomplish được gì òi.
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      1. Journal writing
Chuyện là năm 2018 mình được mẹ tặng 1 cuốn để ghi nhật ký, và ngoi ngóp làm sao ấy mình cũng đã fill được khoảng 60-70% (urg I’m not sure=)) ). Đấy là 1 bước đệm (có thể gọi là thử nghiệm) để biết được mình cần yếu tố gì để viết journal hiệu quả/ aka làm sao để viết journal mỗi ngày đều đặn.Cuối năm 2018 mình quyết định đọc cuốn sách Dot Journaling—A Practical Guide: How to Start and Keep the Planner, To-Do List, and Diary That'll Actually Help You Get Your Life Together của Rachel Wilkerson Miller. Và sau đó mua 1 cuốn sổ dot grid về. Honestly, mình ko biết bằng 1 cách như thế nào đó, mình đã thực sự bắt đầu và viết 1 mạch đến bây giờ =))
Vậy cuối cùng viết journal có ích gì hem? Không thể kể hết được, giống như là một góc để tâm sự thì thầm với bản thân mỗi ngày, dán dán ghi ghi những thứ cute vl lên sổ, ghi lại to-do-list mỗi ngày, chuẩn bị sheets mới mỗi cuối tuần và cuối tháng, đồng thời ngồi reflect lại ủa tuần này mình productive, hay là mình lười vcl, tinh thần mình có được ổn hem và thế là dần dà cuốn journal thành 1 đứa con tinh thần đáng iu. À mình sẽ để hình của bìa em ý dưới đây =)) 
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Mình thường viết bút đen của muji + bút xanh nước của M&G + highlighter + washi tape + 1 nùi cute sticker. Qúa đủ để thỏa sức vẽ vời =)))
     2. Fountain pen writing + Drawing + Flickr
Vi đã bắt đầu thú vui viết chữ vào cuối năm 2018 luôn :”> Và phải nói là cực kỳ cực kỳ satisfied hihihi, vừa không tốn thời lắm, vừa mãn nhãn lẫn tinh thần. Hiện tại đang có cây bút Kaweco sport màu đen và 3 hũ mực cute =)) Dự định là sẽ nuôi thêm mấy em nữa :”>
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Về drawing, Vi dạo này hem còn vẽ watercolor nữa. Nói thẳng ra hơi lười, hem còn được inspired nhiều. Nên đang vẽ chì lol, nhưng mà vẽ chì khó với lại kiểu nó hơi khô khan ( do chỉ có 1 màu thôi ý). Nên thi thoảng mình cũng nên vẽ watercolor cho cuộc đời thêm sắc ahihi.
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À Vi có 1 account flickr để đăng mấy hình aesthetic lên ý. Chủ yếu là để sau này già rồi thì xem lại lúc trẻ chụp được cái gì hay ho ko=)) lol đùa đấy. Nhìn xinh cực ý, nên cho những hôm nào tinh thần hơi héo úa 1 tí thì lên xem <3 (kid...123)
     3. Books + Kindle
Thói quen đọc sách đã được thực hiện hàng ngày ( good job bé bunnie ). Để tớ list ra vài cuốn nhenn:
-          Barking up the wrong tree – Eric Barker ( =))) vừa phát hiện ra tên tác giả với tên sách hơi trùng hợp nên buồn cười =)) ) cuốn này hay kinh dị, kiểu break bao nhiêu là belief của mình ý. Khiến cho mình được tiếp thêm động lực và thêm nhiều phương thức sống positive hơn <3 Thank you!
-          How to find fulling work – The school of life: đợt mình đọc cuốn này là lúc tinh thần bất ổn kinh dị, pressure everywhere literally, và nó khiến mình nhận ra value cần theo đuổi chính là freedom. Cố gắng hơn để được thật nhiều tiền mua thứ mình thích và cần và nhiều thời gian hơn để học hỏi, du lịch, và làm điều mình thích <3
-          Self-knowledge – TSOL: urg, every book of The School of Life just gives me goosebump, like really. Cuốn này đọc để biết rằng việc tự tìm hiểu về bản thân cực kỳ quan trọng. Và Vi cực kỳ biết ơn khi bản thân mình đã tự nhận thức được điều này khi còn trẻ ( trẻ?) =))
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-          I wrote this for you, just the words – Iain S. Thomas – tập thơ lý tưởng để relate bản thân và có quote để ghi calli =))) Hay lắm ý, cho xem 1 quote từ cuốn này nhé, và bé thỏ ghi quote này đấy, xinh hem <3
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-          Everything, everything: cảm tưởng như quay về thời teen đọc truyện tình iu cute phô mai que =)) nhưng mà kết hơi plot twist, vậy mà anh gấu nhà mình cũng đoán ra được ý, ny mình hơi ghê :)))
-          Eleanor & Park: Đang đọc dở dang, chuyện tình iu phô mai que . Đáng iu vãi chưởng. Sao truyện thiếu niên mình đọc nhanh thế trời ơi =)) Nhưng mà sách dài kinh ấy :)))
Khá nhiều cuốn nữa, nhưng mà để làm 1 post riêng cho sách nhé <3
-          Tớ đã upgrade lên the ultimate kindle, Oasis kindle =))) Nhìn sang cực kỳ, mà đẹp kinh khủng huhu, buồn 1 tí do em nó hết cute :))) Nó có nhiều chức năng hay ho cực kỳ ấy, word wise này, kiểu như là nó sẽ có 1 vài giải nghĩa ngắn nhỏ nhỏ trên các từ khó trong sách, và nó giúp mình khỏi phải bấm vào để xem nghĩa, khiến việc đọc smooth hơn nhiều ý.
-          Kindle ice bear (the paperwhite) tớ nhượng lại cho ice bear xài. Huhu giờ nghĩ lại thương cục ice bear quá toàn xài đồ nhỏ hơn ;-; Thưn ice bear của bé lắm lắm.  
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      4. Languages + Anki
-          Guess what, trình tiếng Hoa của tớ đã đạt HSK3. Congrats bunnie on your first milestone <3 <3 <3 I’m so so so proud of you. Mình đã xem phim + video + học từ sách + giáo trình 301, nói chung là thử mọi biện pháp mình có thể để học em ý. Tiếng trung công nhận là viết khó và phát âm khó, lúc đầu mình cứ ngờ ngợ phát âm dễ ý, nhưng mà giờ mới biết do mình phát âm ko chuẩn do cẩu thả bỏ qua sự khác biệt của thanh 1 và 4 :))) Về phần viết thì bản thân cũng ko cần lo lắng quá, vì chính người bản xứ phát âm cũng ko nhớ hết lol :))) nên cứ tiêu chí ko quá lo lắng nếu ko nhớ hết được, giao tiếp là quan trọng nhất, sau đó đến nhìn nhận mặt chữ hahaha.
-          Về tiếng Hàn, urg, how to say, tớ đã lười 1 thời gian dài... Mặc dù có 1 lí do to đùng là tớ phải học thêm tiếng để nói chuyện với stepdad, nhưng mà tiếng Hàn cứ kiểu làm cho tớ ko thích được ý =))  otoke =))) bây giờ cố gắng học 2 ngày/tuần, rạch ròi ra, để hết lười nữa.
“ Học mỗi ngày 1 ít + repeat > Học dồn 1 cục mỗi ngày”
-          Tiêu chí vẫn là học in a fun way, xem phim, đọc sách, nghe, nghe, nghe luôn là ưu tiên hàng đầu <3 Não chúng mình là 1 người thú vị, nên việc học nhàm chán là lỗi của mình chứ ko phải của não nhá. Nhân danh 1 đứa tiếng Anh xịn sò và skill học ngoại ngữ đầy mình như thế thì phải cố gắng ko rơi vào cái hố nhàm chán nhé bunnie.
-          I started ANKI, yeahhh, lol. Dạo này tớ đang sử dụng anki để học tiếng anh + trung. Dự định là sẽ add tiếng hàn nữa, soon, I promise. Xài anki công nhận phải nói là cực kỳ tiện lợi và nhanh chóng luôn ý. Đây là hệ thống nhắc lại cách quãng, giúp cho não mình nhớ được từ lâu dài hơn. Mặc dù là mình đang xài deck ở ngoài chứ ko phải tự tạo, vì tự tạo khá là mất thời gian, nhưng mà có nhiều deck khá okie nên mình xài đến bây giờ được luôn ý.
Tổng kết lại là bé thỏ đã rất nỗ lực chăm chỉ, clap clap for bé thỏ. I’m proud of you bunnie <3
      5. Games
-          Stardew valley: Tớ chơi game này đến hiện tại đã được 145 tiếng (= 6 ngày), wtf =))) Và đã đến cuối năm 4, bây giờ phải nói là hem còn phải chật vật mua đồ nữa :))) ước gì ngoài đời cũng vậy =)) Làm được khá nhiều quest òi, mà bây giờ tớ đang lên kế hoạch xây hang Junimo đây để đỡ phải thu hoạch lol :))) Nhạc game thì hay khỏi phải bàn, buồn cười nhiều lúc tớ lâu ko chơi game, xong ice bear bật nhạc SV lên mắt tớ sáng bừng lên ý :)))
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-          GRIS: GAME ĐẸP KINH KHỦNG, màu nước đấy các bạn, ui xink ơi xink. Chơi xong kiểu huhu quyến luyến. Màu đẹp đó giờ chỉ có ưng Botanicula mà giờ có em này add vào list nữa, love <3 Plot game hơi khó hiểu, đến cuối cũng ko biết bức tượng bị bể đó là ai, có 1 số phần hơi sexual. Nhạc nghe cũng hay kinh khủng, flow cực kỳ ý. Mặc dù lúc đầu chơi còn khá hem thích lắm vì game hơi khó và nhạc intense ở 1 số phần, zị mà ice bear hook làm sao đó chơi được hết game luôn :)))
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-          Overcooked 1+2: ghiền khỏi phải bàn nha, chơi hết các vòng òi khỏi nói =))) ice bear hem chơi với tớ là tớ cũng chơi 1 mình là biết ghiền cỡ nào òi =)))) đang đợi version campfire về để chơi, 3 ngày nữa có òi yayyyy <3333
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-          Just dance 2019: chơi hơi mệt, mà vui =))) để những lúc khoảng 8h tối chơi là vừa :))) Hem quá no mà cũng ko quá tăng động ảnh hưởng đến giấc ngủ :)))
Zậy hoi á, 1 năm nhiều thứ xảy ra cả tốt lẫn xấu, quan trọng là bunnie đã vượt qua và học từ nó, Chỉ có thể nói I’m proud of you bunnie. And wish you lots of love and luck <3
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What's in my bag when travelling
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kaelinaloveslomaris · 7 years
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You've probably been asked this a million times before, but how did you get in to Star Wars? How long have you been in the fandom? I always like hearing people's answers to this question. Sorry if it's too ... forward, I guess? I don't know. :/
Only been asked it a few times, actually. :)
I don’t remember why, but in 7th grade, I decided I wanted to see Star Wars. Someone mentioned it, or I just decided it was finally time I watched the classic. Either way, Dad started me off right with ANH, and I went through the rest of the OT, then the PT. I enjoyed them quite a bit, and my friends watched them too and liked them. So it was kind of a thing for a while, but this was before I really knew what “fandom” was, so I never got into it much, past enjoying the movies. Then there were other fandoms, so I kinda drifted away from Star Wars.
Then Disney bought it and announced new movies, and that kind of rekindled my interest. I’d gotten more into the whole “fandom” thing, and finally started looking into fanfiction a few months before (for a different fandom). I saw TFA and liked it, because new Star Wars movie! Yay! and this was before I had really delved into characterizations and motivations and relationships and anything deeper than surface level of Star Wars. But it did pull me back into the fandom, though I’ve always been most interested in Luke and Vader. Got a tumblr in the spring of 2016 (we’re actually probably right around my 1st anniversary of getting a tumblr, I should look at that), and there went my social life! Started writing Allegiance because a plot bunny wouldn’t leave me head, published the first chapter on May 4th, Star Wars Day. Apparently I joined tumblr on May 17th, so I actually started writing Allegiance before I made my tumblr. I had been creeping on a few people’s blogs for a while beforehand though.
Anyways, that’s how I got into Star Wars. :)
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gerec · 7 years
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X-Men Rare Pairs Reveal
The Fest is now over (yay and all the thanks to @awfullythick for organizing it :D) so I can share with you the fics I wrote for some of my personal fave rair pairs! 
The Choices We Make - Xavierine + some Cherik, Soulmate AU
I saw this amazing prompt by @thea-polis and couldn’t resist! Takes place mostly in and around the DOFP ‘verse and timeline, exploring Charles’ choices in the ‘old’ X-trilogy verse (where he’s pretty much alone his whole life though he’s with Erik in the dark future) and what changes after Logan’s trip back in time. I think this might actually be my first time writing soulmate fic - which was super fun, but also I have no idea if I’ve broken any trope ‘rules’ with the way soulmates are handled here lol. 
The Cottage - Erik/Magda, Xavierine, XMA AU
This one is based on the post XMA au I’ve got swirling around in my brain, where Magda and Nina survive, Charles becomes a Horseman instead of Erik, and Charles and Jean rescue Logan after the events of the movie. Since I have no idea if this au will ever get written, I thought - why not a happy snippet from that ‘verse? Where Erik and Charles both live happily with their new significant others but still love each other and work together for a better future and NOBODY DIES. (Did I mention the part where nobody dies?)
Negotiations - Charles/Emma, Charles/Emma/Erik/Logan, Space AU
Charles/Emma is one of those rare pairs I really love, but don’t ever get around to writing because there are too many plot bunnies and not enough time. So I took the opportunity to write some of my favorite things here for @clickthefrog‘s prompt - a space au, Space Empress Emma and Space Emperor Charles, foursome sex, Erik and Logan being (somewhat) willing pets, and what is probably a prelude to Charles and Emma taking Earth away from the humans and giving them to the oppressed mutants (i.e. Erik and Logan) to rule. :D
Escape from Nar Shaddaa - Cherigan, Star Wars AU
I didn’t want to write another SW au set in the prequel or ANH timeline (we’ve seen Anakin!Erik and Padme!Charles lots yes?) so I decided to write this fic based on @mnemo-ink‘s prompt set in the age of The Old Republic. Logan and Erik are gentlemen smugglers/thieves visiting Logan’s ex Ororo on Nar Shaddaa (which is a hive of scum and villainy, and also a moon orbitting Nar Hutta, the Hutt’s homeworld). There they meet Charles and his sister Raven, the former a young noble from House Xavier on Alderaan, running away from an arranged marriage and the latter a badass and overprotective Panteron. Charles offers to pay Logan and Erik for transportation to Typhon and the Jedi Academy, where he hopes to locate his missing Jedi Master... 
I have another two fics started (one Charles/En Sabah Nur and one Starles) and two more prompts claimed so hopefully there’ll still be more rarepair fics from me over the course of the next few weeks/months!!!
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carelessflower · 9 months
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finders keepers
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or the war prize alec plot bunny keep refusing to hop away from me
There was screaming, vicious curses, and wailing noises piercing through the palace. Another kingdom fell. It wouldn't be the first time, and far from the last.
Alec just didn't expect to be caught in between.
It was supposed to be simple. Alec knew the in and out of this forsaken place like the back of his hand. He knew what he was getting into the moment he caught his father's eyes. It was an order, and better if it was him than Isabelle. The Lightwood needed any support they could get.
It wasn't that hard to understand. His parents' past mistake had been waging war against the four kingdoms, and the peaceful sky of Alicante burnt scarlet. 
Alec's fateful run-in with Valentine wasn't that up to fate, he had made sure of it.
A man such as Valentine wouldn't be merciful to a guildless lamb, and why would he? 
A predator wouldn't need a prey's input. 
Indeed. 
So Alec bathed in lavender and bare except for the white fur wrapped around his body, watched as Valentine coughed up blood, stream of darkness pooled around the carpet till the gold goblet smacked against the floor with a hard thud. His eyes were wide open, a sense of bewilderment and rage, frozen forever. But Alec's mission was far from over.
He sprung towards the nearest exit when the ornated doors burst open and many hurried inside, whose armors indicated their foreign status to the land. 
Alec scurried to the side, face hidden while hugging his knees tight, shaking his body enough to signal distress but not draw any attention. He could feel the guard's footstep near and then far from him. One even let out a pitiful sigh looking at Alec's state of undress. 
He couldn't blame them. The former king had built a reputation for himself, and it wasn't uncommon to see fresh faces being taken in for a night and forever forgotten in the harem. At least, this time, the dead king's lothario nature was useful. The men, whoever they were, would group him along with the other concubines and servants, and Alec could escape from there.
In and out.
In and out.
In-
"Oh, oh my, what do we have here?" The voice was smooth, soft as silk, and it tingled all the right parts in Alec's ears, down to his very core.
Alec stilled. It was only years of training that prevented him from looking up at the man standing in front of him, and that much wasn't enough. He needed to get out of, and fast.
"Won't you mind a little introduction, perhaps?" The mysterious man continues, his voice gone softer than before. "I'm Magnus. How do I call you darling?"
Magnus. Magnus? But it can't be, his Magnus. It can't be his Magnus. He can't be here. Couldn't. His mother, his mother clearly said-
Alec's stubborn no-answer must have intrigued him, as a pair of patterned leather boots soon appeared in Alec's vision, a swirling pattern of black sun and star. Symbols of Edom's royalty. The higher the position they hold, the darker the sun and stars they were allowed to wear.
Alec felt a hand caressing his hair as if only they were in the room. The movement was painfully familiar, Alec's hand sook, not so lightly anymore. "You must have been so afraid, though rest assured, your tormentor can't harm you anymore." 
Another heartbeat. 
"You've certainly made sure of that, didn't you Alexander?" Magnus whispered.
Suddenly there was a coil of blue magic curled around his neck, his head lifted instinctively. At that moment, Alec didn't care how his arms and legs suffered the same bound fate, the way the hasty movement had the fur slipped off his shoulder, the perfect backdrop against his inky hair and red bitten lips, faded all except for Magnus.
Alec had dreamed of the day when he could stare at those burning eyes again and beg for forgiveness, he would let Magnus unleash Edom's fire on him until Alec was nothing but dust and shadow. But there was something different in Magnus's gaze, growing heavier by the minute. It's a welcoming burn if Alec was being honest, from face to chest, down to his exposed thighs.
"Magnus, I'm sorr-" His last word muffled into Magnus's shirt, Alec could do nothing when Magnus carried him. (He wouldn't want to anyway)
"Your Highness, how gracious of you to show your presence with us" Another voice appeared, seemingly bored. "I assume you've found the treasure you keep blasting dear Catarina about?"
Magnus paused to look at Alec in his arms, and smirked. "Yes. Definitely."
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carelessflower · 5 months
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mafia gang leader alec
The cold barrel rested against Alec's cheek, trailing down to his gasping lips. "Now suck." Magnus nudged his gun forward.
@magnus-the-maqnificent @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @dustandducks @pocketoffeels @cam-ryt @cityofdownwardspirals
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carelessflower · 5 months
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Inalecppropriate challenge: Willing sacrifice 😈
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The white linen scratched on his skin, getting hotter by the minute. He pinched it, legs parted. "Have me anyway you want. I'm all yours."
@dustandducks @magnus-the-maqnificent @pocketoffeels @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @cam-ryt
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carelessflower · 5 months
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"Mr Bane. I—ah." Gasped Alec. "My husband still here, you can't—" His protest got muffled against the heavy fabrice of Magnus's slack.
@dustandducks @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @magnus-the-maqnificent @pocketoffeels @cityofdownwardspirals
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carelessflower · 5 months
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"I do believe-" Alec bent forward to arrange the heap of papers on the desk, miniskirt swaying ever so slightly. "Your age is showing, Mr Bane."
@dustandducks @magnus-the-maqnificent @pocketoffeels @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @cam-ryt
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carelessflower · 5 months
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Good boy Alec for inalecpropriate challenge? :D
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"Magnus-" Alec whined into the tear-stained pillow. "Touch me."
@dustandducks @magnus-the-maqnificent @pocketoffeels @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @cam-ryt @cityofdownwardspirals
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