#otp: i love you to hell on earth heaven on earth back again into under far in between through it in it and above
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Michael's speech at the hall of fame event, mentioning how Ryan pushed him to be the best just 🥹😩😭
#phlochte#otp: soulmates#otp: next to you#otp: still into you#otp: i'd burn the world to the ground if that's what it takes to keep and protect you#otp: i love you to hell on earth heaven on earth back again into under far in between through it in it and above
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My First Destiel Fic, vol.3
Thank you guys for sharing your memories! My First Destiel Fic is a nostalgic survey open to any destiel fan and has a simple goal - to celebrate fics that were our gateway into a wonderful world of destiel shipping. Thank you, fic writers, you are our heroes!
from @nextheirofslytherin
my first destiel fic was “In This Secluded Spot I Respond As I Wouldn't Dare Elsewhere” by RhymePhile. the girl i liked who got me into supernatural in middle school recommended it to me, so it always has a special place in my heart 😅 it was the first fic i read on ao3 too! i read it while i was watching s3 (cas hadn’t even shown up yet!) but the show was in its 9-10th season
All fic titles link directly to the fic, when it’s possible, we have added another link to our review or submitted rec post.
In This Secluded Spot I Respond As I Wouldn’t Dare Elsewhere by rhymephile [M, 34,000 word count, posted 2010] (our review)
It's 1995, and Castiel's high school years are destined to be difficult: home-schooled until eighth grade, he is awkward, shy, and socially inept. The weird kid with the funny name would rather isolate himself and draw in his sketchbook than deal with the constant bullying he faces every day. Things only get worse in his junior year when he excels in home economics class, leading the captain of the baseball team, Alastair, to start taunting him for being gay. Then new student Dean Winchester arrives at Flour Bluff High School, sharing many of Castiel's classes. Castiel has seen his type before -- handsome, athletic, arrogant, and sure to be the most popular kid in school. But Castiel eventually learns that he and Dean have more in common than he thought, and they form an unlikely friendship.
from @deansbff
i joined the fandom in the beginning of 2019 and molting expectations by tricia_16 was the first fic (over 11k words) that i read. it really made me fall in love with deancas because i realised i didn't need them to be in the canon!verse to be so wonderful, their relationship was amazing in whatever universe they were in and it was always intriguing to read about!!
Molting Expectations by tricia_16 [163,100 word count, posted 2019]
After having trouble coping with a traumatic incident on the job, Dean takes his little brother's advice and leaves everything behind to go stay at the old family cabin in Colorado. Nobody's been there for years so it needs some major work, but it's secluded, and that turns out to be exactly what Dean needs in order to start to feel at peace again. Now in the mountains with nothing but nature to amuse himself with, he takes up bird watching and plans a hike into the mountain range across from his cabin in search of a golden eagle. High up in the mountains, he discovers human footprints. Thinking someone is in danger, he follows them into a cave and quickly becomes familiar with a form of wildlife he never could have imagined: winged people who call themselves angels.
from @bornonathursdayinmarch
I actually started out in the fandom against Destiel. I mean, it was pretty clear that Dean Winchester was not into men. But then I read “Redemption Road” by accident around 2015. I didn’t know it was Destiel. But I got really into it and this fic totally changed my mind on Dean/Cas. I have since read hundreds of Destiel fics and I am more into the ship than ever. My absolute favorite fanfic is “Sweaters and Cigarettes” by lemonoclefox. I love how shy, caring Dean softens cynical Castiel and how in love they are despite being so different. It makes me smile when I’m down.
Redemption Road by spnredemption (the fic is a collaborative effort of a group of destiel writers and artists) [NC-17, 650,000 word count, 24 episodes, posted 2011-12)
With Castiel having set himself up as the new God, drunk on power and volatile as a nuclear reactor, Dean, Sam, and Bobby find themselves on the run from the jealous, capricious monster wearing the face of their friend. Desperate for protection and wary of his brother’s mental state since Castiel unlocked Sam’s memories of Hell, Dean knows Castiel must be defused before he can wreak further havoc in Heaven or on Earth. Although Bobby advocates for destroying Castiel by whatever means necessary, Dean is convinced the Cas he once knew still remains, buried somewhere beneath the mass of poisonous souls and calling out for help. Determined to save the angel who once rescued him from Hell and redefined his purpose in life, Dean himself must resist the allure of the false deity vying for his obedience, and come to terms with the knowledge, long-suppressed, that his feelings for Castiel run much deeper than brotherhood. It is this bond, and the dubious distinction of the Righteous Man, that will ultimately grant Dean access to where Castiel’s grace languishes in Purgatory. However, what Dean brings back with him is broken, angry, and only half-angel, certainly not the Castiel he remembers—and nor is it the only thing that returns to Earth with them…
Sweaters & Cigarettes by lemonoclefox [NC-17, 150,000 word count, posted 2014] NOTE - the fic was deleted from ao3 by the author, please see our review for more details
Dean Winchester is in high school, crushing hard on Castiel Novak, the unbelievably hot goth who Dean does his very best to convince himself he hates, despite the fact that he can’t really stop staring at him. Dean tries, but when the two of them finally cross paths, their first conversation takes a surprising turn. And suddenly, they both find themselves falling harder and faster than they ever could have expected.
from @iamasphodelknox
Hi! The fic that made Destiel my OTP was The Walk series by Persephoneshadow. It blew my mind and I hadn’t even started watching Supernatural yet. 🙈 I started watching the show last year, just as Season 15 was starting. I’m a newbie but this comfort ship felt like coming home. I also read a turn of the earth by microcomets just as I got to season 4 and it is one of the best things I’ve ever read, fic or no. :)
The Walk by Persephoneshadow [NC-17, 190,000 word count, posted 2017]
Castiel tells himself it was a one time thing, even if his night with a hooker named Dean changed his whole world, but he can’t keep away from the man fate keeps throwing in his path. Castiel is married and he knows his sexuality is an affront to God and everything he’s ever been told is right. Dean tells himself he doesn’t care about the weirdo with blue eyes, but every time they meet he gets a bit closer to something like hope. Dean’s nothing but a homeless waste of space with a brother in foster care a world away and a father in the wind. As the connection between these two lost men deepens, it threatens the carefully maintained lies their lives are built on in a story of faith, mistakes, and the journey of love.
a turn of the earth by mishcollin microcomets [NC-17, 95,300 word count, posted 2015] (our review)
Dean’s your typical half-orphaned, monster-killing 22-year-old until a trenchcoated stranger crashes into his back windshield one September night, claiming he’s an angel that knows him from the future and that he’s on the run. Frigging fantastic. (Or, in which Castiel gets stuck in Dean’s timeline pre series and Dean kind of hates it—until he doesn’t.)
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𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! under the cut you will find a masterlist of 213 quotes that can be used for otps, brotps and possibly even notps. these were gathered from various sources such as songs and pinterest for personal use, but i figured i might as well share. give a like or reblog if this was useful to you, and enjoy !!
her lips are like the galaxy’s edge
i’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
surrounded by the what if’s and the maybe’s
we’ll be the last ones standing
all that’s left is you and me
you are the light at the end of the road
you are my favorite what if
every single moment will be faded into you
still remember a time when you felt like home
i see the love i have and it is all for you
the only heaven i’ll be sent to is when i’m alone with you
i found god‚ i found him in a lover
he’s off to pay his crimes and he’s got no time for mine
oh baby girl you know we’re gonna be legends
you know the two of us are just young gods
i’m a king and you’re a queen and we will stumble through heaven
if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight
if i am the waves then you must be the moon
temperatures rising‚ i don’t want to feel
been wondering if your heart’s still open and if so i wanna know what time it shuts
open up next to you and my secrets become your truth
i only love it when you touch me‚ not feel me
tell me that you love me even if it’s fake
whatever our souls are made of‚ his and mine are the same
every moment with you sounds like welcome home
you say my name and it comes out like a dark confession
my love for you is the only thing i’m sure of
the devil kissed my neck and it felt like heaven
it’s our paradise and it’s our warzone
this is what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
i’m running in circles watching you call someone else’s name
all i want is the taste that your lips allow
your eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for
every bit of love that i possess within me, all of it, is just for you
of all the things my hands have held the best by far is you
no other word makes my mouth as tender as your name
my heart is so full of you i can hardly call it my own
my soul will find yours
in a room full of art i’d still stare at you
they know you walk like you’re a god‚ they can’t believe i made you weak
i would kill to be the cold tracing your body and shaking your bones
i was a king under your control
perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then
he knows me‚ every inch of my tar black soul
souls don’t speak‚ yet ours spoke fluently
you are the only place that feels like home
bite my neck and call me angel
we were fire and water‚ love laced with sin
my demons are in love with yours
you were like death and i was like war‚ and where we collided‚ darling‚ i loved you
i have looked at you in millions of ways and i have loved you in each
you gave me peace in a lifetime of war
if you’re gonna be the death of me that’s how i wanna go
my love‚ you are worth it all
she chased away my demons with the stars in her eyes
his hands on my flesh‚ so gentle yet commanding‚ make me want to sin
there’s a light in the crack that’s separating your thighs
swear to god i’m a sinner in a church burnin’ up for you
we fight every night for something‚ when the sun sets we’re both the same
i gave you everything and it’s a beautiful crime
made it through the maze to find my one in a million
maybe i’ll hold my breath and jump right in
i want to reconcile the violence in your heart
i want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
you may be a sinner but your innocence is mine
she took my heart‚ i think she took my soul
fucked around and got attached to you
you were sent to me from the skies above
give me love and all your hate
i’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
i dare you to let me be your one and only
you have my heart inside of your hand
with the same damn hunger to be touched‚ to be loved‚ to feel anything at all
please don’t forget me and all the things we did
we sin as devils do‚ we love as angels do
hell is just another place i’ll go to keep you warm
how does it feel with my teeth in your heart
do you know what it means to have death know your name
when i see you‚ it feels like coming home
i want to build you an empire that forgets to collapse
i crave you; even in the darkness‚ even in blood
i loved you long before i had the guts to let you know
i always feel at home with her‚ no matter how far away from home we are
death sits in the seat next to me; we make a lovely couple
with his educated eyes and his head between my thighs
i fell in love with the subject of sin
you come in waves
when hell freezes over
i’ll let you drag me through hell if it means you’ll hold my hand
until the end of the world
i know your heart
you and i and no one else
anytime you need a friend i’m gonna be by your side
how wonderful life is with you in the world
i could be yours
i know you used to love me in every way
i loved and i loved and i lost you and it hurts like hell
i wish you were a ship that was guided by the touch of my lips
the two of us went up in smoke
yours are the sweetest eyes i’ve ever seen
let me love the lonely out of you
falling seems so easy
no matter where you go you know you’re not alone
i’ll always be by your side
your eyes are where i’m lost in
i wanna get lost with you
i loved you then and i love you now
haunted by the ghost of you
if you don’t mind me saying so i love you
as long as you say you’re mine
take away all my sin‚ give me a sweet prayer on my lips
i will follow you into the dark
you’re a king and i’m a lionheart
as the world comes to an end i’ll be here to hold your hand
i find shelter in your arms
put your lips close to mine as long as they don’t touch
i swear i thought i dreamed her
maybe i just wanna be yours
the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day
i want you to want me again
never knew loving could hurt this good
you’re driving me wild
i can be the subject of your dreams
i had fallen in love with you before i knew
like the dawn you broke the dark
when we go crashing down we come back every time
like gods at the dawning of the world
i would know him in death‚ at the end of the world
he is half of my soul like the poets say
i wanna ruin our friendship‚ we should be lovers instead
i don’t wanna be your friend‚ i wanna kiss your neck
your eyes will lead me straight back home
friends shouldn’t kiss me like you do
remember my love for you won’t fade
for your eyes only i will show my heart
just say you won’t let go
i tasted the divine and she left my lips dripping with love
even when the world is against us i’ll keep you warm
my soul will find you each time
thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn’t shake
i’ll be your escape‚ i’ll be your safe place
she was my salvation‚ i was her destruction
we should just kiss like real people do
the world may disapprove but my world is only you
lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all
wherever there is you i will be there too
close to you i feel i’m at home
if i die may it be of love and if i love may it be you
if your body was a book i’d read a thousand chapters
i want to love in you and get lost in you only
i want to hide you in my heart and not open it after that
we return to each other in waves
let him be soft and let him be mine
i didn’t know that i was starving until i tasted you
i was with you before we were even born
he was her warmth‚ she was his peace
what a lovely way to burn
if i told you about the darkness inside of me would you still look at me like i’m the sun
kiss me with adventure until i forget my name
as the dust settles around us
maybe we started this fire
touch me only when nobody knows
your love is my poison
i wanna taste the way that you bleed
you are the devil in me
wherever you go you can always come home
you’d be like heaven to touch
you changed everything
you feed this fire and walk away
lately i’ve been craving more
i’ve been cold since you left
make me feel like i am breathing
i’ll fucking digest you one kiss at a time
you wish i was yours and i hope that you’re mine
i met her at church but she could be satan
with one kiss you inspired a fire of devotion
i am the blank page before you
i am the fine idea you crave
don’t know why‚ just know i want you
don’t care why‚ just know i love you
to say that we’re in love is dangerous
i will follow you anywhere
i’d kiss you if it wouldn’t kill me
this isn’t love but it’s more than infatuation
i’m at your will‚ can’t you see what you do to me
if this could kill‚ you can read me my eulogy
three puzzle pieces fit together perfectly
my heart found a home in yours
you make me feel like i am home again
enter a king and a queen
he set fire to the world around him but never let a flame touch her
too busy being yours to fall for somebody new
if love is anything tangible‚ it is his mouth
in the middle of my chaos‚ there was you
all we do is think about the feelings that we hide
he tastes like every dark thought i’ve ever had
heaven is a place on earth with you
i can feel you running through my veins
following my heart will always lead me to you
a sea of rum couldn’t intoxicate me as much as a drop of you
i found the devil‚ i found him in a lover
i hadn’t tasted love until i tasted you
no place like home‚ no place like her
i was made for loving you
there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
if we can’t find heaven i’ll walk through hell with you
i’m drowning in these memories
i found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
fire and ice‚ they go hand in hand
in all chaos there is calculation
two thirds of my soul
us against the world
two heartbeats under me
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After the Cauldron: Return of the Cosmos
This is the end. My last entry to the After the Cauldron Series. Focusing on everyone's OTP, Usagi and Mamoru. It also fits in perfect with @idesofnovember and the third day of their UsaMamoWeek challenge. Sometimes everything just lines up perfectly. Enjoy.
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“It’s always better when we’re together.” – Jack Johnson
O.o.O.o.O
Sagittarius Zero, found in the center of the Milky Way Galaxy was the location of the Galactic Cauldron. A nexus in the universe where cosmic energy of the stars and planets gathers together. The only location in existence where Star Seeds, fragments of pure light and Chaos Seeds, slivers of condensed darkness were produced. When complete, these vessels of power erupt from the Cauldron, fly across space, and seek out hosts to whom they resonate. Those who bear Star Seeds will become Sailor Senshi, individuals charged with the eternal mission of preserving life and purifying the hearts of those who are swayed by the carriers of the seeds of Chaos.
It was at this location, Eternal Sailor Moon, the enhanced form of Tsukino Usagi, did battle with Sailor Galaxia, an individual possessing a Chaos Seed so powerful, the being chosen demanded to be referred to as Chaos. The power of Chaos was immense and nearly defeated Eternal Sailor Moon, but instead she joined with Sailor Chibi Chibi Moon, the spirit of the Cauldron itself awoke to prevent Chaos from throwing off the equilibrium of the universe. Blessed by the power bestowed on her, Tsukino Usagi became Sailor Cosmos, a being who was able to match and conquer the darkness of Chaos.
The battle over, Sailor Cosmos was able to manipulate the power of the Galactic Cauldron and made two commands. First, she forgave Chaos and allowed the continued production of the Chaos Seeds ensuring the balance of power was maintained. The second, she breathed new life into the Star Seeds of those defeated by Sailor Galaxia, allowing them to regain their human forms.
With a wave of her hand, Sailor Cosmos made this decree, watching as the Star Seeds of those she called friends and family were ejected from the Cauldron. In a flash of light, the Star Seeds transported away from Sagittarius Zero, leaving the Sailor Senshi with the power of a goddess alone to converse with the spirit of the Cauldron which now lived inside of her.
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Hikawa Shrine, the home of Hino Rei, Sailor Mars, and thought to be the unofficial base of the Sailor Senshi of the planet Earth. It was here the Star Seeds were delivered and as the energy which had brought them faded, the stasis surrounding them disappeared as well. As the energy bestowed on them from the Galactic Cauldron took effect, the bodies of each of the fallen Sailor Senshi formed into place. Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Saturn, Pluto, Neptune, and Uranus all found themselves alive and well. Soon, those not native to the planet, Sailor Star Fighter, Sailor Star Healer, Sailor Star Maker, and the princess they protected Sailor Kakyuu were blessed with their human forms as well.
The last to form was the Sailor Senshi of the planet Earth. In his former life, he had been known as Endyminion but in this lifetime he was known as Chiba Mamoru. The warrior awoke to find himself in his sailor persona of Tuxedo Mask but also discovered himself full of energy. Digging through the pocket of his suit coat, he found three small shards of crystal and the four jeweled stones which held the souls of his the Shittennou, his four generals in a previous life. The last of the energy from the Cauldron had washed over the objects and caused the souls inside them to be reborn as well. In a flash of light, the four stones became Kunzite, Jadeite, Nephrite, and Zoisite and the three small shards became the guardian cats Luna, Diana, and Artemis, who had lost their lives in the battle against Chaos’ forces.
Alive and aware of their situations, the Sailor Senshi and their allies found themselves engaging in displays of affections and rejoicing. Group hugs were given, the Sailor Starlights bowed to their Princess, and the Shittennou swore their undying loyalty to Mamoru, insisting they would work to make up for the damage they had done while under the control of Queen Beryl. Though Sailor Mars was hesitant to trust the Shittennou as they made their pledge, she could not help but smile as she watched Sailor Venus lunge at Kunzite, and throw her arms around his neck and hold him tight in an effort to rekindle the love they once shared in their previous life.
As Mamoru smiled at the tender embrace of Venus and Kunzite, a shadow passed through his mind with a dark through which chilled him to the core. A simple notion of what could make this moment absolutely perfect and what was missing from this heartfelt reunion. His eyes darted through the gathering and his heart began to pound with fear as he opened his mouth and asked a terrifying question, “Everyone...where is Usagi?”
The area was immediately filled with silence as they realized she hadn’t returned. A shiver ran down as the fear they would never see Usagi again became a possibility in everyone’s mind and the very thought caused the feeling of warmth to leave their very being. The crowd’s eyes darted everywhere, hoping they would catch sight of her. Hoping she would appear from behind a tree, clumsy tripping as she rushed toward everyone to embrace and show everything was fine.
No one spoke. Everyone was too afraid to ask if she was coming back, as if even asking the question would risk challenging fate and preventing Usagi from returning home.
Time seemed to come to crawl for everyone as they stared at the starry sky. Seconds turned to minutes, turned into an hour. The crowd was afraid to move, scared to even suggest they should engage in a single action without Usagi present. Frightened over the thought one moment without her would lead to many and soon, Tsukino Usagi would be nothing but a memory.
For Mamoru the waiting felt as torturous as being caught in the limbo of death he experienced while caged by Sailor Galaxia. Like all the Star Seeds which had been locked in her menagerie, his soul had been tied to the vessel, unable to experience heaven or hell, only an endless void of nothingness. Now, the very thought of the woman he loved not returning and having to face a future where Usagi was not by his side felt just as barren and empty. He would not sit ideally by and let such a possibility gain momentum.
“I’m going after her,” Mamoru stated firmly, knowing what needed to be done.“I’ll find her and bring her back to Earth.”
“The entrance to Sagittarius Zero appears and disappears throughout the Galaxy for seconds at best,” Princess Kakyou explained, her eyes unable to mask the pain from knowing such a mission was destined to fail. “It only stayed constant due to the involvement of Chaos. Without such dark power to keep the entrance in one place it will again become the most elusive and valued treasures in all of the universe. You could easily spend ten lifetimes living on rumors and leads and never find it.”
“Then tell me...can Usagi ever be freed from the power we felt her obtain or is her soul forever now bound with the cauldron unable to even achieve reincarnation,” Mamoru asked, wanting a straight answer. Princess Kakyuu cast her eyes to the ground, knowing the answer and not wanting to expressly say such a fate had befallen her comrade. A fire burned in Mamoru as he obtained his answer. “Well...then I will spend TWENTY liftimes if I have to and find the entrance to Sagitarious Zero. I will crawl through Hell itself on my hands and knees if it means I can look into her blue eyes for another moment. I would rather live on waning hope and fading dreams than imagine an existence that Tsukino Usagi isn’t able to inject the world with the energy she radiates. Now...I am going...you will not stop me, you will only delay me, even if it means you kill me. I will go and find her!”
The crowd stood in awe at the young man’s declaration of love and devotion. The Sailor Senshi smiled with the familiar love they shared, as the man they loved as a brother made his intentions clear. The Shittessou beamed with pride at how strong their prince had grown. Even one who had never interacted with him before, Sailor Star Fighter, stood in amazement at Mamoru’s statement.
“Wait,” Sailor Pluto objected as she noticed something out of the ordinary. “Diana is still there. If she is, then the timeline with the future of Crystal Tokyo must be in alignment. Usagi will return.”
A brief calm, washed over the crowd, but left just as briefly as another hour passed as they stood around hoping any second Usagi would appear and reward them all with a smile.
“Well, I don’t plan on waiting around,” Mamoru insisted, looking towards the Shittessou. “I will make arrangements for you all to stay at my place while you reclaim your lives.”
“You are delusional to think for a moment we are going to let you go off alone without at least someone coming with you,” Kunzite interjected, shooting a brief glance to Sailor Venus as if to say “ I may have to go with him but I swear I will return to you. ”
“Let’s get a plan together!” Sailor Mercury declared, hoping to bring calm thinking back to the situation. “ We will find a way to bring her back.
“Yes but…,” Mamoru’s attention was distracted as he noticed an object in the sky. A ball of light was approaching where they stood. In a flash of light the bubble collapsed and Sailor Cosmos was standing in front of the group. A burst of energy blinded the group and when it faded, Usagi was standing looking up at the winged form of Sailor Chibi Chibi.
“Thank you for your assistance,” The tiny cherub complimented Usagi for her help. “Chaos would not have been stopped without your help. The universe owes you a great debt Sailor Moon.”
After the tiny winged finger thanked Usagi, it flew around the group twice before jetting into the sky and out of sight. Shocked by what had just happened, everyone looked from the sky to the returned form of their friend.
“Sorry I am late,” Usagi chuckled nervously. She could tell immediately her friends had started to worry when she had not returned right away. “I used the power of the cauldron to send Chibi-Usa and the Sailor Quartet back to the future. Did I miss…”
Usagi was cut off as Mamoru pulled her into his arms and held her close. A moment later, both Inner and Outer Senshi surrounded the couple and a large group hug took place. The princess has returned to her friends, her lover, and her family. It was a time to celebrate.
O.o.O.o.O
Hours past until it was long past midnight. Farewells were said as the Sailor Starlights and their princess left the planet so they could return to their home in hopes of rebuilding. Sailor Pluto promised she would personally make sure Diana would be able to return to the future safely. The Sailor Senshi and Shittessou insisted they would meet up tomorrow and have a discussion about how to help the men reclaim the lives the Dark Kingdom had stolen from them. Mamoru voluntarily gave his resurrected friends his keys, insisting they could stay at his place for the evening while he took the time to escort Usagi home. After many emotional moments, the couple found themselves alone on the streets of Tokyo, walking hand and hand.
Neither of them spoke, one would think they were drained from the experience they had just endured but this was far from the truth. Instead, having experienced the agony of losing the other, each secretary was fighting a desire to succumb to physical passion.
“You…,” Mamoru began as he knew they were only a few blocks from Usagi’s home. His body screamed at him, insisting he wrap his arms around her and never let her go. His logic filled brain did not listen. “You must be tired. You had an incredible experience.”
“Yeah,” Usagi agreed as she stopped walking. Her heart ached for his touch and her body felt the same torment. “I guess I am but I don’t know how I feel. A lot has happened. It’s all a bit overwhelming.”
"I can’t even imagine. You truly are the strongest of us all,” Mamoru complimented, his very being tense with desire. He wanted nothing more than to taste her sweet kiss again.
“I was so scared the entire time,” Usagi admitted, remembering the torment of seeing Galaxia manipulate Mamoru’s body into acts of humiliation and submission. “All I wanted was to give up...all I wanted was to know peace.
“Then, you need a night to just relax. We should probably just take things slow," He whispered, licking his dry lips. He was thirsty for salvation only she could offer. "We went through a lot."
"Y-your right," She lied, denying her own sense of longing. "I guess you can just walk me home and we'll say...goodbye."
The rest can be found here:
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13449794/5/After-The-Cauldron
or
https://archiveofourown.org/works/25553095
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#8 Sad OTP with Ineffable Husbands plz
“Please don’t cry.”
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Crowley awoke to darkness, unable to move or breath.
Still mired beneath the murky pitch of sleep, he was aware of these facts, and even more aware of their apparent absurdity. As a demon, he had impeccable eyesight, especially in the dark. He had no need to be restrained, when he could manipulate his physical form with a mere thought. And worst of all, he didn’t breath. Why would any of these needless thoughts he pressing on his slowly waking mind–?
A hand, large, callused from paper-cuts and leather spines, eternally strong and impossibly soft, raked through his hair.
“–Crowley? Crowley dear, it’s alright.”
Crowley, entirely annoyed with the need to, coughed and gasped against the dark surface his face had been pressed into, lungs and chest burning in a way to make hellfire and brimstone envious. Grey-blue light peaked into the field of his vision, blurred and numb as it was.
“‘Zirapha–” he choked, swallowed, and tried again, “a-angel?”
“That’s it, that’s right–” Another hand was grasping his shoulder, which he realized was shaking. The arm wrapped around him tightly, and Crowley willed his shaking to slow. [He would later learn, in the foggy grey early morning, that he had not stopped shaking, but merely matched the shivering frequency of the one who was holding him.] “I’m right here.”
Crowley huffed, and hated himself for the sob that ripped through him like a wet tissue. “Whuh happun-?”
“Not sure, as I’m no more an expert on the subject of sleep than the next angel–” Aziraphale huffed, soothing Crowley when the angel’s chest shuddered harder than Crowley’s. “But I believe you must’ve been dreaming. Or. Worse.”
They shifted, bringing Crowley’s world into focus. His face was pressed to the warmest pocket on earth, the space between Azirphale’s shoulder and neck. They were in their flat, miracled above the bookshop. Their little loft, their humble, grotesquely domestic corner of the earth, warm colors arching to the ceiling, the smell of aged wood and clean cotton sheets and paper surrounding them.
Crowley took the longest, deepest, most unnecessary breath he’d ever taken in his entire existence, and sighed. It was a damn good sigh. Every sinew, every joint, every inch of his body that was taut with ghosts of– of something felt relief with that sigh, his very soul [if he still had one of those] uncoiled like a too tight spring until he was flush against Aziraphale in a limp embrace. He peaked up at the angel, noting the collar of his fleece tartan pajamas. It was dark, discolored with damp.
He replaced his face into the collar, and, pathetically, gave a wretched sniffle.
“It sounded rightly awful,” Asiraphale hummed softly into Crowley’s hair, vaguely rocking the demon.
“M’fine,” Crowley croaked.
“You bloody well aren’t,” Aziraphale snapped, but not harshly. Crowley didn’t put up any fight with the angel began petting the hair on the back of his neck. Aziraphale returned the favor by not arguing when Crowley, slowly, painfully, returned the embrace.
“Sorry for waking you,” said Crowley, voice more even, but much, much smaller.
“You didn’t,” Aziraphale lied. [Well, half lied. He’d taken to staying up nights, teetering between watching the demon sleep the night away and reading through it. Recently, he’d taken to reading less and less, and watching more and more. And watching would often lead to lying beside the damned man, eyes half-lid and framing the little loft in a dosing glow that could almost be called heavenly.] “I tried to wake you sooner, but you looked so peaceful. I… I couldn’t tell you were having a nightmare until you started calling out…”
Crowley refused to speak, vision already starting to sting. He willed his being against Azirphale’s tartan, hoping the ache in him would get tangled in the garish pattern.
“Can’t remember what it was about,” Crowley groaned, feeling wretched and wanting to slither away and hide under some rock. Or deep, deep underground.
Aziraphale’s hands stuttered, his perfect teeth on edge.
“-firs-!”
“Crowley?”
“s…..sss-fire–!”
“Ow– did you just kick me–Crowley? What in heaven’s name?”
A sob.
“fi-re-fire! ‘ngel-!!”
“Crowley–wake up–”
“n’t–gain–gi’mme back my angel!”
“Crowley, please wake up! I’ve got you dear, I’m right here!”
More sobs.
“I’m right here. Please… please, don’t cry.”
Some of them his own.
“It’s alright. I’m right here. Please, don’t cry…”
Aziraphale gulped, coming back to himself, and holding Crowley like a lifeline.
“It’s probably for the best that you don’t,” murmured Aziraphale, tucking the demon securely in his hold, the both of them an unseemly tangle of bed clothes and heavy hearts and shivers, but otherwise safe from the flames of hell, heaven, and even earthly dreams. For now, at least.
They lied awake for hours, willing themselves to mend their shattered nerves with uncomfortable small talk and comfortable silence, humbled and grateful for the warmth of each other. Blessedly, when morning broke, it rained in grey dirges of mud and cold, the sun not showing it’s face. They dressed warm and stayed inside, never too far from each other’s arms. Crowley refused sleep for several days, but Aziraphale hardly scolded him. Evil never sleeps anyway, and Good is ever vigilant [especially of loved ones].
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Based on this post but instead of just one angel fanpersoning about Aziraphael and Crowley pining there are gigantic fan clubs in both heaven and hell around the ship. I came up with the idea with @magical-bee and wrote this:
Some Scene setting: The war between hell and heaven is happening and Crowley and Aziraphael are in the middle
Crowley is getting stabbed by an angel and everyone around them immediately stops fighting and stare at the attacker, shook and in disbelief. Aziraphael hurries to his love super dramatic with tears streaming down his face not noticing what's happening around them kneels over Crowley and whispers calming words and just holding him. The angel who attacked Crowley has been captured by bystanding angels and demons and while everyone is totally hating on him they're also kind of glad that they get to see this beautiful moment between their otp. When Crowley is at the brim of death and Aziraphael is sobbing telling him he loves him literally all demons and angels are sobbing too and the fight has stopped completely because they're all busy holding each other and crying over how sad and beautiful this is. Suddenly a very bright light appears all the angels and all the demons are illuminated by the Almighty’s light. The ones who were still fighting stopped now because She is here. She (obviously a certified sipper™) steps over to the angel and the demon cowering on the floor of the battlefield holding on to each other. One of them almost dead but still with the last energy he has holds on to the only thing that matters to him, Aziraphael, his love. The other looks up terrified shielding his love with his body. "You can't have him, please don't take him from me" there are tears streaming down his face. God smiles at him and his love. She bends down and picks Crowley up Aziraphael can't stop Her from doing it (even though he really, really tries). The energy in the room is electrifying what is She going to do now. She holds her creation (a fallen one but still Her child) and gently kisses him. It's a small kiss on the forehead but from it a light emits spreading all over his body lighting him up. Aziraphael looks terrified as his love, as he believes, leaves him. But the light dims and Crowley is still there, his eyes are closed and he has a little mark on his forehead but he looks the same as before. The tension in the room is unbelievable everyone is looking at Her and the demon in her arms. Then Crowley opens his eyes. A sigh big enough to be heard on earth goes through the masses of demons and angels. Crowley looks up to God in disbelief but She just smiles and sets him on the ground. He has barely touched the ground when Aziraphael is already wrapping his arms around him passionate enough to make both of them fall to the ground together, wrapped around each other. Their embrace is deep and long and for a moment the crowds think they might have merged to one creature but then Crowley pulls away slightly looking at Aziraphael "I thought I lost you" he whispers (loud enough for all of them to hear, or maybe it’s just quiet enough to hear even the smallest of wipers) and Aziraphael stares at him angry for a moment "You thought you lost me? You almost died I watched you die. You don't get to say that. I thought I lost you... everything... you. I couldn't even stay with you. She took you from me and I..." there are tears running from his eyes and sobs stop his flow of words. The anger is gone there is just grief and relief and love left. "I know I'm sorry. It's all right. I'm here I didn't die, see" Crowley has put his hand under Aziraphael chin to make him look in his eyes, to reassure him that he isn't dead. To show him that he's here. Aziraphael looks and sees and then he takes Crowley's face in his hands and kisses him. For 6000 years has he wanted this (knowingly or not is unimportant now) and now he can't stop it anymore. He thought he had lost him and he got a second chance, he's not going to waste it. His lips meet Crowley’s and the world explodes they both wanted this, no, needed this for so long that they could swear they hear angel choirs sing and firework explode with the force of hell fire. Crowley returns the kiss with the passion of centuries of (not so very well) hidden feelings and hopelessness and now hope. He pulls Aziraphael closer running his hands through his golden locks and over his cheeks and neck and back and God it feels good to finally touch his Angel. Aziraphael is not less active deepening their kiss reducing the space between them until he basically sits on Crowley. When they pull away finally panting and smiling the angel choir doesn't stop and the fireworks just get louder. They finally look up. It's not entirely clear what is happening but it does look like there is firework and angels singing and demons too? And they're not fighting anymore. The weapons are on the floor neglected and there are dances and tears of joy and demons and angels are hugging each other.
God is standing at a distance to the crowd of ancient enemies and long-time friend and fan club participants and smiles. She would tell them to stop the fighting and end the war but She doesn't feel like that will be necessary anymore. Some Angels have miracled their swords into confetti canons and some demons have miracled balloons in the air. The Battlefield has turned into a party, the biggest party since the creation of the universe. Crowley and Aziraphael, confused at first, quickly get picked up by some fellow supernatural entities and get a brief explanation of the surveillance footage and the fan club and the reason for the celebration (Aziraphael and Crowley at last getting around at kissing each other). While at first they can't believe it soon enough they decide to deal with the thought of what to do about the spying and the fan circles later and join the party. Which mostly means they get some alcohol from the bar someone miracled to the former battleground, current party floor and make up for time lost pining.
Gabriel and Beelzebub are pretty shocked at the turn of event and decide to neglect the common foot folk and leave together to discuss how ridiculous their people are being, cooperating together to celebrate of all things....what again?
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otp theme songs
tagged by @lyrium-lovesong thank you! <3
okay, i, went overboard bc i’m baby and avoiding my homework sooo everyone’s under a cut to save space on dashes <3 and links in the place of audio since i guess that’s only a mobile thing????
ellanis tabris/zevran arainai - work song: hozier
Boys workin' on empty
Is that the kind'a way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the lowland plot I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me
obviously not the whole song but.... hhhh! these are the lyrics that Really Sell this as their song. both of them, when they meet, are ‘workin’ on empty’. ellanis has been dealing with years of depression and apathy, zevran is actively suicidal, and both of them are running out of options. And neither of them are looking to fall in love. yet, they do. and it's in little things, it's in short words, it’s in sweet rememberings, it's in the tiny fractions of hearts beginning to beat in sync. by the time they realize it they’re both in too deep. and maker, the lines in the last stanza hit me so hard for their end of the blight relationship.
they’re just. finally able to start moving on. forgiving and growing.
noure surana/anders - i love you: woodkid
Where the light shivers offshore
Through the tides of oceans
We are shining in the rising sun
As we are floating in the blue
I am softly watching you
Oh boy your eyes betray what burns inside you
Whatever I feel for you
You only seem to care about you
Is there any chance you could see me too?
'Cause I love you
Is there anything I could do
Just to get some attention from you?
In the waves I've lost every trace of you
Where are you?
After all I drifted ashore
Through the streams of oceans
Whispers wasted in the sand
As we were dancing in the blue
I was synchronized with you
But now the sound of love is out of tune
now, to be honest, this song feels like its from anders perspective more-so than noure’s. but! it does encapsulate both of their feelings rather well, especially post-blight when they’re separated until they find each other again in kirkwall. the melancholic tone and the slight wistfulness and the deep underlying hunger speaks volumes to me for them.
idrilla lavellan/solas - if i say: mumford and sons
I came here without a choice
I'm sorry I could never thank you
For saving me more trouble
I didn't want any trouble
If you were given one more chance
Would you bring me back to life?
Bring me back into the light
Into the light
And let it shine on, let it shine on us
And if I say I love you, well, then I love you (x2)
The innocence in your face bled out without a trace
You've won without an enemy, you're ill without a remedy
As night bleeds into night, and I know I came off better than you
It doesn't mean that I feel better (x2)
And let it shine on, let it shine on us
And if I say I love you, well, then I love you (x4)
Are they cleaner than mine?
Show me your face
Did you cross the line?
Show me your eyes
They any drier than mine?
Your soul survives
But peace, you'll never find
do i even need to explain this one kljkljlkjljlkjklj its honestly a perfect solavellan song in general tbh so this might be a tad bit of a cop out but honestly! its so good! and damn if it doesn’t encapsulate their end game relationship perfectly. idrilla is not the type to give up -not on anything and especially not on others, or herself. so her relationship with solas has disappeared to a single red thread but she’s going to follow and tug on that thread until either there isn’t anything left to chase or she finds what’s at the end.
da’ean lavellan/dorian pavus/the iron bull - you’ve got the love: florence + the machine
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need
To see me through
Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do
Now and then it seems that life is just too much
But you've got the love I need
To see me through
When food is gone you are my daily meal, oh
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real'Cause you got the love
You got the love
now these nerds, continue to kill me. out of all of my ocs da’ean is probably The Shyest [if not The he’s up in the top three for sure] and his perception of romance is heavily colored [like idrilla’s is] by his parent’s beautiful, happy, super caring relationship. but the conclave pretty drastically shook up his entire world, so meeting bull and dorian was definitely not something he expected. let alone falling in love with them. their relationship is a bit rocky at first, or well its ‘hidden’ not because da’ean is ashamed [dorian’s hangups aside -those get worked out with some long conversations and working up with small displays of public affection[ but because he’s a deeply private person. but he relies on them after awhile because they’re the ones who keep him a Person instead of herald or inquisitor.
ANYWAYS I’M FEELIN SOFT IN THIS CHILI’S TONIGHT SOOOO
i’ll tag @meribotti @fen-harel @raymurata @madamsnark @goblin-deity and @dalish-ish <3 no obligations of course! <3
#uwu#i dunno why i can't add audio anymore but that's a piece of shit thanks#thanks for the tag!#my ocs#ellanis tabris#noure surana#idrilla lavellan#da'ean lavellan#<3
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"Darling," Ignis says with a soft smile as he steps closer. "I had heard that it was your special day, and I'm afraid I might be late in giving you your gift." he can't help but smile as you step closer. "Babe!" Gladio rushes in and sweeps you off your feet spinning you around once before pinning you between him and Ignis. "Was that necessary?" Gladio smirks "Hell yeah." Ignis rolls his eyes but the two of them lean in, each kissing your cheeks. "Happy Birthday Babe!" "Happy Birthday Darling."
( : ౦ ‸ ౦ : )
Oh…m-my..
I…
I…….
* doesn’t get up*
*is deceased thank you*
*has revived and will proceed to rant and thank you under the keep reading*
HNNG- HNNGNHGNHG
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*CLINGS TO THE SCREEN*
*SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK*
FANGASMS SO HARD IT EXPLODES*
*SOUL DETACHES FROM BODY TO ASCEND TO THE SPIRITUAL REALM*
*ASCENDS TO THE FIFTH HEAVEN*
*SOUL COMES BACK TO BODY PURIFIED AND BLESSED BY THE BEAUTY AND WONDERFULNESS OF THIS WHOLE ASK*
GAWDS HAVE MERCY ON ME OH MY GAWD ANON
WHAT THE F U C K ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME EXPLODE BECAUSE OH MY GAWD I’M FANGASMING AGAIN AKLSDJ GLKADJF KLADJG KLDAG AJKLADJ KLGDAJG LAKDJG
*KEEPS EXPLODING NON STOP*
AKSLJDFALKGJAKLFJASLKFJGAKLJALKFJDAKLGAJKLGADJGKLADJGLAKDGJADLKFJADLGKADJGKLADJFLKADJGLAKDGJADLKGJ
*UNCONTROLLABLY HYSTERICALLY FLAILING ALL OVER THA PLACE AT ROCKET SPEED*
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM
*EXPLODES AGAIN*
ANON
*CLINGS TO YOU AND KEEPS YELLING*
ANON
DO YOU SEE THAT SECOND GIF. AS THAT HOOMAN COLLAPSES BECAUSE SOMEONE JUST ARRIVED SHOT THEM UNEXPECTEDLY AND THEN THEY LEAVE AS THE HOOMAN DIES
THAT’S U AND ME
U JUST. ARRIVED ROM NOWHERE AND YOU JUST. SHOT ME, FREAKING SHOT ME WITH THIS- THIS- THIS GORGEOUS MOST MARVELOUS, MOST EXQUISITE ASK, AND I’M STANDING THERE STUPIFIED NOT READY AND NOT KNOWING WHAT JUST HAPPENED AND JUST
STRUCK IN THE FACE
AND YOU JUST WATCH ME COLLAPSE AND THEN YOU LEAVE LIKE IT’S NOTHING AND I DIE
AKLSJDLDKAGJADLKFJADLKGAJDKLGAJKLFADGJKLADGJ KALDJFDGKLAJD KLAJGDAKLDGJAKLDGJADKLGJA
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
*FANGASMS AGAIN*
ASKLDJGDKLAJDFKLADJGKDALGJ AKFLADJFGDAKLGJADKLFJLDKGDJAGLKADJ HOLY SACRED MOOGLES ABOVE HAVE MERCY ON ME OH MY GOD ANON. ANON.
ANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
WHATDOYOUEXPECTMETOSAY WHAT AR EYOU EXPECTING FROM ME ASKDJDGKLJDA OMG ANON WHAT ARE YOU DOING WHAT THE HELL H NO HERE IT COMES AGAIN *FANGASMS* UGHF ASKDJFDGJD PLS HALP I KEEP DOING THAT AND I CAN’T HANDLE ALL THESE EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS ALONE IT’S SOOVERWHELMING AND FANTASTIC AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
*EXPLODES AGAIN*
*is deceased once more and needs to revive again pls give me a minute again*
*HYPERVENTILATES*
ANON. ANON. DEAR SWEET MERCIFUL ANON WHO JUST SLAYED ME.
WHAT THE FUCK. THANK YOU. I’M...NUMB. I’M MENTALLY LYING HERE ABSOLUTELY NUMB AND WITHT HE HEAD EMPTY AND EYE WIDENED STARING AT THE CEILING BECAUSE WHAT ELSE CAN ID O RIGHT NOW. HOW ELSE DO I REACT. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE THROUGH THIS AND NOT DIE.
OMG ANON. ANON. OMG YOU. YOU. ANONA SKLDD GKLAJDFLKADFJ GDKLAGJDA L
SHITFUCK I SWEAR I’M TRYING TO CALM DOWN BUT I KEEP JUST- SMASHING THE KEYBOARD AND ALKSJDDKLAGJD DOING STUPID NOISES AND SILLY FACES AND LISTEN HERE, YOU LISTEN HERE, I DON’T HAVE THE WORDS TO TELL YOU HOW THIS MADE ME REACT AND HOW GRATEFUL I AM BECAUSE
*LOUD INHALE*
OH MY G O D ANON
*cries*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
*STAYS HUGGED TO THIS ASK FOREVER*
ANON THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
This ask was absolutely and completely unexpected!! I thought maybe one or two people would drop by to say happy birthday, buT THIS? TTTTTTTTTTTTTHISSS? TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!?!?!?!!?!!?!?!??!?!
*DIES AGAIN*
*just lies there unmoving for all eternity now*
Ah. Ah.....ah. Ah my gawd. Gawd have mercy on me. Ah...gawd...my gawd...ah.
ah. There it is. You won. You’ve left me absolutely speechless. How do I reply to this, how do I say thanks enough, that is something I won’t ever know. The Supreme Tagger has been defeated. There is no power on this planet that can move me from this mental spot where I lie and stare in awe at nothing because this ask just made my life feel so complete and sublime and I’m still in the heavens thank you
ah...
goddammit. I’ve had this open for so long but I just. Still mentally lie ther ein silence aksjdlakjfdgdlakgjdakljg
Anon. Sweet anon. Wonderful superb you glorious anon. Gawds bless you and this- thIS GORGEOUS ASK ASKDJDLKGJDA OKAY I WON’T FOCUS ON IT BECAUSE WHEN I DO I HYPERVENTILATE AND LOSE IT AGAIN AHSDNAJDGANDGJADGN
But seriously thank you. Thank you so, so sincerely much for taking the time to write something for me for my birthday :’3 I’m sorry I replied a day later, but I did read this when you dropped it in and I had mental death aND IT’S STILL GOING BY THE WAY ALSKDJADKLGJADGKLJDA
Really, thank you immensely for the time and the effort into writing this. Thank you for the creativity and for deciding to do more than just wish me a happy birthday and send my two- mY TWO
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARLINGS
MY TWO BABIES
MY ANGELS, MY SWEET BOYS, MY BESTEST BOYS, MY DEAR CUPCAKES, SWEET HUSBANDS MADE OF CELESTIAL PURITY CRAFTED BY THE GODS THEMSELVES
*cries*
MY OTP PUT ME IN BETWEEN AND STILL OTP THEMSELVES WHILE OTPING ME TOO AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
*COMBUSTING AND STARTS UNCONTROLLABLY FLAILING ALL OVER THE PLACE WHILE HIGH PITCHED-LY SCREECHING*
*CRIES LOUDER*
MY BABIES, MY SWEET BOYS, MY HEART AND SOUL AND MY EVERYTHING IT’S THE TWO OF THEM AND I’M SANDWICHED IN BETWEEN AND THEY SMOOCH MY FACE AT THE SAMET IME AND HONESTLY IF THIS IS NOT HEAVEN I DON’T WANT TO DIE BECAUSE THIS IS BETTER AND I CRY AND I YELL AND I THROW A TANTRUM BECAUSE THIS IS SO SWEET KLASJDKLADGJADLKGJ
HONESTLY AT FIRST IT HOUGHT IT WAS JUST GOING TO BE IGGY BECAUSE I MEAN UUUUUUUUUUUGH IGGY MY DARLING, BUT HEN GLADIO PAPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE AND IW AS LIKE
OH
MY
GAWD
IS HE GOING TO
AND THEN HE JUST- GRABS ME AND HUGS ME AND THEN OH MY GAWD SANDWICHED IN BETWEEN THEM OH NO I’M DOING IT AGAIN
*FANGASMS*
IASKJDFSALJDGKLDAGJADKLFJDALKGDAJGKALDFJDALKGJADKGLJAD
OH NO THERE GOES ALL MY SANITY AND ALL MY HEART AND ALL MY FEELINGS AND EVERY PIECE OF MY SOUL AND ALSO MY UNDERWEAR. RUINED. SLAYED. ALL OF THEM DEAD AND TRANSCENDING THE CELESTIAL REALM TO MAKE ME BE BORN AGAIN BUT HAPPIER AND PURIFIED AND WITH MY THIRD EYE OPEN BECAUSE FUCK ME THIS IS SPLENDID I WAS TRYING TO KEEP COMPOSURE BUT I JUST
I CAN’T
ASKDJALDKGJADKLFJADKLGJADKFLAJSFKLADJGKLAFJKLAJGALDKGJAD KADGJDAGKLAJDGKLADJGKLDAGJDAJKLG
*PUNCHES THROUGH THE WALL* *THROWS COMPUTER OUT THE WINDOW* *FLIPS THE DESK* *tRASHES THE ROOM* *tRASHES THE NEIGHBORHOOD* *FLIPS THE EARTH* *FLIPS THE WHOLE GALAXY*
*SCREECHES SO LOUDLY THE UNIVERSE SHAKES*
*collapses and squeaks*
whineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ;A;
Anon....anon my heart so so full alksdadklfj ;A;
Iggy and Gladdy are my faves. Also OTP. And you throwing this at me with no warning...omg anon whY ;A;
This has made life so beautiful. My year has started beautifully with this, this ask alone watered my plants and made the flowers bloom, it cleaned the pollution in the air, made the oxygen clean, it cleaned my lungs and skin, it added ten years of life to my life, and it’s cured me fully from everything bad and i’m free of all the bad and i’m ethereal and floating in this majestic transparent lake of stars
aH. i ded. I no respond
just....thank you
bEST BIRTHDAY ASK EVER. bEST GIFT. i SHALL LIE HERE AND NOT MOVE FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR NOW WHILE THIS ASK AND ITS BEAUTY CONSUMES ME.
Thank you for writing this. Thank you for OT3-ing me into my OTP to make of this tHE BEST BIRTHDAY MENTAL IMAGE GIFT I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY EXISTENCE ;A;
I could go on for pages but...I won’t ever thank you enough, and this mental image is too precious, I lack the vocabulary. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I shall now go and swoon over this beautiful mental image that I want portrayed and framed on my wall now. Iggy and Gladio sandwiching me and both kissing my face and telling me happy birthdya darling and happeh birthday babe.
I am in love. I am cured. I am complete
thank you
*dies again*
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Two worlds, one story: Fire Vs. Water (Part I)
Leaning his head against a large oak tree, the blonde was sleeping, sprawling his arms and legs on the ground. His violet spear, holding a lime-green gemstone, was lying right by his side. Light snores could be heard from him. Polite breeze was playing with his mustard bangs but he wasn’t in the state to notice that. A calm, lazy afternoon in Hiawatha it was. Besides, guarding one of towns all the night the previous day, the hyperactive agent got exhausted. He needed rest too. That’s why, he couldn’t ignore to have a little sleep for some time, taking a short break, could he?
However, his nostrils twitched, sensing something burning around him. Quickly, his eyes were shot open as grabbing the lance, he stood up. In front of his baby-blue orbs, the whole forest was burning. Rampaging flames caught the green leaves and brown stems of the trees. Coming out from the holes, rabbits and squirrels were running here and there in search of a safe shelter but failing eventually as the fire was spreading everywhere very quickly. Birds were leaving their nests, flying high in the sky, fearing that the blazes would reach the clouds too and catch them. Their young who didn’t know how to fly were crying helplessly in the nests. Colorful flower petals were taking no time to turn into ashes.
Despite the amount of destruction and fear, only one person wasn’t seeming worried or bothered. Having knee-length, lush navy-blue hair tied into a high ponytail, placing her hands on her hips, she was observing the dance of devastation. Evil smirk was obvious in the corners of her yellowish-orange lips; jade eyes flickered in pure bliss and ecstasy as if she’d been enjoying any interesting stage drama there. Over a pair of ash trousers, she was putting on a red-bordered, orange-colored halter-strap top that ended above her knees. A sword was hanging from her red belt, back was carrying a bunch of arrows and a longbow.
Max was shocked at her appearance. Never had he seen such a beautiful girl in his life. Of course, empress Hiromi and princess Dew were considered to be the prettiest of all women in Hiawatha but the blunette was something else, purely 180-degree different from them. Yet, ignoring the existence of the blonde, she pulled out a missile from the basket. Attaching it to her bow, she uttered some chants as its tip started glowing with a flame. When it got released, her grin became wider as it pierced another intact tree and binding it into conflagrations. Her eyes wore the smile of satisfaction, pride and victory but at the scene, Max’s heart started crumbling like a stone, into sands. Clasping his hands and closing his eyes in pain and intolerance, he blurted, “Stop! Stop it!”
The smirk of the girl seemed to come to an end as she turned back with a frown at him. Her stare at him was just like a stare of a girl at an innocent, cute, scared bunny which didn’t want to come in front of her. For Max, he was always a courageous soldier and one of the most skilled spies of Hiawatha but the blunette was giving him fearful vibes that she would take his life very soon. Yet, gathering courage in his heart, he took a step forward, “Why the hell are you doing these things? Don’t you care of the lives of animals, birds and plants?”
“An animal and nature-lover here,” The bluentte raised a brow, “Of course, Mariam does. But every part of Hiawatha kingdom is her enemy. So are your animals-birds-and-plants!”
“So, you are from Kaen kingdom, aren’t you?” Max gritted his teeth, “You didn’t do the right thing coming here and attacking our forest! Your enmity is with the people, with our empress-not with these innocent beings!”
“Don’t need to teach me where to fulfill enmity and where not to!” Mariam bellowed, “These plants live on water, the animals and birds in most of the cases too! That’s why, I want to destroy them so that every person in this empire having love and respect for water in his or her heart can be hurt! I know that they are the weak points of Hiawatha. Weakening them, very soon, we will destroy this kingdom!”
“And you think you can do this?” Smirking, Max held his spear tightly, “Never! As long as this Max Mizuhara is alive, he will never let you insult water!”
“So, is it a challenge, huh?” Adjusting another arrow to her bow, the blunette launched it towards the blonde but he was already prepared for it. Holding the lance horizontally in front of his face, he rotated it in a mild speed. Only at that move, the tip of the projectile couldn’t even touch him. Rather, getting collided with the moving javelin, the arrow got shattered into two equal halves, lying right by both his feet. The royal-blue haired-girl gasped, noticing the power of the man standing before her. Did her cheeks go slightly crimson only for a single moment too?
However, the blonde flung the javelin upwards, in 45-degree angle with the horizon. In a parabolic way, it flew up and landed in front of a tree, penetrating the soil. Bit by bit, the clear sky turned black with the greyish clouds mustered. Raindrops fell on the earth one by one, following the active and enthusiastic roar of the vapors. Within a few moments, the liquid showering from heaven extinguished all the wild flames that were eating the forest up. Mariam shivered in the rain, trying to protect herself by standing under a tree. Max burst out laughing, seeing that.
“Aren’t you feeling ashamed now, intruder?” He chewed air in his mouth, “No matter what happens, the trees which you were trying to destroy will not save you!”
“Huh!” Mariam clenched her fangs, “Maybe today, I’ve failed. But do remember, before it, I destroyed two more woodlands on Hiawatha. Soon, I’ll come to your kingdom again to remove its existence from mother earth!”
Finishing her threats, she turned back and started running. Max looked at the sky, absorbing the smell of fresh rain-drenched soil with his nostrils and spreading his arms. The rabbits, squirrels and birds were back to their nests. Due to the magical power of his sacred turtle, the burnt leaves and flowers got their lives back. Fresh grasses started growing again beneath his feet.
‘No matter what happens…’ He promised himself, ‘I’ll protect my beautiful, ever-green, affectionate motherland forever in this way from everyone, be it a beauty or a beast!’
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Duh! In this fantasy story, all my OTPs are archenemies! T_T T_T
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what are some of the most beautiful fics of wincest or j2? in your opinion? what the some of the funniest fics? which fics made you cry the most?
this is such a loaded question. our fandom is full of so many amazing stories and so many talented authors, and it’s almost impossible for me to make a list of anything without it being three miles long. that being said, I’ll try. mind you, I am far less read in Wincest. despite my love of it, J2 fics have always called to me more, and always, so forgive me if most of what I give are J2 stories. the beautiful and the ones that make me cry often criss-cross, so I’ll do my best to organize them as much as I can.
Beautiful Fics
Forever is a Lonely Number by lightinthehall
[ Written for the prompt ] “Jensen never ages, Jared does, but they stay together forever.”
Comment: an absolutely breathtaking story. so much is said in so few words and I both ache and dream and sigh happily at this story every time.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 3286; Warnings: character death
In Becoming Who We Are by errant-jane
Fresh out of school with a degree from the University of Washington, Jensen meets and falls for Jeff Morgan. He may not know what he wants to do with his life, but for the first time since leaving Texas, he feels like things are coming together. Jeff seems like the perfect guy, right up until it all falls apart, and Jensen is left wondering where he went wrong. A couple failed relationships and a few years later, Jensen’s decided that one-night stands are preferable to dates. He’s got his friends and his roommate, Sophia, for everything non-sex related, after all. Until Sophia decides to move in with her boyfriend and Jensen’s stuck trying to find a new roommate. At Sophia’s insistence, Jensen meets Jared Padalecki and the two become fast friends. Only, the more they get to know each other, the more obvious it is that there’s something there. But Jensen is unwilling to risk losing Jared’s friendship for the possibility of more. Unfortunately, if he doesn’t get things figured out, he might lose Jared anyway.
Comment: this story is causes so much emotional confusion for me because it’s so perfect with just Jensen and Jeff and I couldn’t see how it would end up with Jared in the picture at all and then it just. happens. and it’s amazing to watch Jensen grow and to watch Jared worm his way, unknowingly really, into Jensen’s heart.
Rating: NC-17; Word Count: 82700; Warnings: none
A Song in the Stars by strive2bhappy
Jared Padalecki has dreamed of taking to the skies since he was five-years-old. When he becomes an adult and builds a spaceship of his own, he gets to do just that, looking for adventure – little did he know the adventure waiting for him. Jensen Ackles is born part human, part Terryn and his life as an outcast is difficult – music is his only real escape. When he’s captured by the Dominion, an organization hell-bent on taking over every galaxy in every way they can, he’s used as a lab experiment to see how his special, combined heritage can be advantageous for them. Fleeing Dominion control, he vows to himself, they will never find him again. A chance meeting between Jared and Jensen helps both of them get what they’re looking for – and the way things end up, it may have been more than just chance. From various planets throughout different galaxies, to nights under the stars in space, Jared and Jensen find in each other something worth fighting – and possibly dying – for.
Comment: I think about this story so often. sometimes I look at the stars and think of these boys.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 39813; Warnings: none
Meet You at the Dock by grace_fully
jensen’s a third-year ivy league student home in small town Vermont for the summer. the lake, his family, his friends – all the way he left them last year. except jared. jared’s new.
Comment: grace_fully is one of the most talented writers this fandom has had and I miss her so much. this story is so simple and gorgeous and you can feel the pining just as much as you can feel drip of sweat on your skin in a muggy summer.
Rating: PG-13; Word Count: 5800; Warnings: None
Miles to Go by @dollyluxe
As Jensen’s assistant, Jared takes care of him at work. As a man in love, he can’t help that he wants to wrap him up in a warm blanket and take care of him in every other aspect of his life, too.
Comment: I read this fic at least once a month, if not more. it’s a Christmas fic that is so much more than a Christmas fic. it makes your heart stop in your chest and it makes you want.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 8176; Warnings: none
Funniest Fics
So Hurry Up and Bring Your Jukebox Money by curds_and_wheyface
It’s Mardi Gras at the beach and Chad wants to film Jared getting laid for his website. It says a lot about their friendship that this isn’t even the weirdest thing Chad’s ever asked of him.
Comment: it’s steaming hot and hysterical and Chad is a main character, which guarantees laughter.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 7527; Warnings: voyeurism, alcohol
(A Shortage of) Sense and Sensibility by lightinthehall
[ Mockumentary!AU fic ] Except Jared just can’t understand why Jensen isn’t off-the-charts, truly, madly, deeply in love with him. He’s pretty used to merely looking at people and having them swoon all over the place. Not Jensen. Not only is Jensen apparently immune to the sex-power-stare of Jared Padalecki, he’s never around to witness it. Every time the director yells That’s a wrap! Jared turns to say, ask Jensen out for something casual like coffee at his place – or sex on the coffee table at his place - poof! Jensen’s gone before he can even get a word out.
Comment: I love the mockumentary. I love that weirdo universe’s not-Jared and not-Jensen. this fic captures that so much and I just giggle constantly.
Rating: Teen; Word Count: 3533; Warnings: none
A Man’s Fortune by morrezela
Jared is a dragon. Jensen is a pretty if foolhardy young man trespassing on Jared’s mountain. Nobody ever warned Jensen about the possessive nature of dragons.
Comment: this is so much more than just a funny fic, but it is funny and made me laugh out loud at times. Jared is just. so sad (hysterically sad) that Jensen doesn’t want to be captured by him, and I just. the poor thing.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 25791; Warnings: dubious consent
To Hell and Back by ashtraythief
It is said that if a demon steals an angel from heaven he’ll gain immense power. Jared is a demon who doesn’t fit in and when he finds a spell to open a passage to heaven, he thinks he’s found a solution to all his problems: angel power. But Jensen, the angel he takes, is not at all what he expected a celestial being to be like and things don’t go as planned. At all. In the ensuing chaos, Jared and Jensen have to form a strained alliance to survive and embark on a dangerous journey through the deepest pits of hell to flee from Jared’s rivals and all the other demons jonesing for angel blood.
Comment: I read this last year and it was one of my favorites of the Big Bang that year. Jared is the most hysterical and adorablely wonderful demon and Jensen is the most un-angel-y guy and their adventure is amazing, whilst having a fantastic plot.
Rating: Explicit; Word Count: 28378; Warnings: violence
Decaffeinated by Molly
In which Jensen develops a drinking problem, and Jared solves it for him.
Comment: we all know that Jensen + coffee is the true OTP and, as a fellow coffee addict, I just couldn’t not love this fic
Rating: General; Word Count: 5071; Warnings: none
#FlyTheUnfriendlySkies by dugindeep
Jensen is a customer service agent in American Airlines’ Admirals Club and Jared is the crabby celebrity who is always in his face.
Comment: literally just. this fic. lmao.
Rating: NC-17; Word Count: 7600; Warnings: none
Fics that Made Me Cry
The Courtship of Jensen’s Co-Star by @qblackheart
Somewhere in the time between a handshake and a hug, Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki went from being reel-life brothers to real-life best friends, and complete strangers to cosmic soul mates, no rhyme or reason to it that either of them could ever see. Jared was everything Jensen was not: friendly, funny, and full of life; one in six-point-whatever billion the Earth’s population currently stood at. Life was awesome. Work was amazing. Everything was fine until Jared kissed Jensen. Everything was peachy until Jensen fell in love. With desperate times unexpectedly calling for desperate measures, Jensen called Chad Michael Murray for relationship advice – because being in love led to temporary insanity obviously – so it really didn’t surprise him that he couldn’t seem to win when it came to wooing Jared. Still, Pisces must’ve been in a really good place in the night sky or something because suddenly, right smack dab in the middle of the miserable courtship of his co-star, Jensen discovered that maybe loving Jared was all he needed to do to win his heart. And luckily for Jensen, loving Jared was also the one thing he did best.
Comment: I talk about this fic all the time, but, god, I can’t help it. it’s them. and I cry and my hands shake and I’m completely overwhelmed by them. always.
Rating: NC-17; Word Count: 112,000+; Warnings: none
Forget-Me-Not by @babybrotherdean
In 1547, they meet as children. Sometimes, even when two people are truly meant to be together, it takes a few lifetimes across a few centuries for everything to sort itself out.
Comment: reincarnation. meant-to-be. losing each other. ache ache ache.
Rating: Mature; Word Count: 9400; Warnings: character death
I Saw You Shine by @dollyluxe
Jared gets a glimpse into Jensen’s new life.
Comment: this was written for me so I’m probably a bit biased (I cried when I saw the notification, let alone the tears that came when I read it), but I absolutely sob reading this story. I understand them both more than I care to ever explain, and it’s the most gorgeous kind of pain that ends as happy as it can because it’s our boys and it has to.
Rating: Teen; Word Count: 3203; Warnings: depression, suicidal thoughts
Criminal Intentions by fftf
One murdered girl and no solid suspects’ leads local sheriff Jeffrey Dean Morgan to Jared - son of respected ex-sheriff, Gerald Padalecki, and soon-to-be newlywed. With nothing but shared history and circumstantial evidence to link him to the case, Jared’s name is cleared, but there is more than one life destroyed that night and harsh truths are brought to light which threaten everything Jared thought he could count on. Four years later Jared Padalecki returns to his hometown, and his old life – including his best friend and ex-fiancé Jensen – as a successful Agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Jared has received information which endangers Jensen and everything Jared still holds dear, but his investigation provides him with more than he bargained for, including worrying insights into the crime that destroyed his life. Is Genevieve Cortese’s killer back and gunning for Jensen? Or is there more to the case than meets the eye?
Comment: this isn’t so much a crying-fic as it is just pure emotion. it’s so charged and intense and I could feel my breathing drop at times and. ugh. yes.
Rating: NC-17; Word Count: 69350; Warnings: character death
And a fic that fits all of these categories:
sadly is not online anymore. but.
The Doors of Time by felisblanco
god. this story. my forever-favorite fic ever. absolutely ever. I sob and dream and can see everything. absolutely everything that happens in this story. I wish I was more eloquent with my words so I could tell you what this story means to me, and one day I will. one day I’ll get all my thoughts about this story down. one day I’ll be able to comprehend the pain and joy this story brings me.
#Anonymous#j2#j2 fic recs#fic recs#there are so many good fics#so many#and i'm missing a hundred#i'll add more#try to find other ones I haven't recced yet i promise#long post for ts
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【 𝑡𝑎𝑔 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ! 】
*✧·˚. – so i hit 400 followers, & i just want to make this to celebrate ! this is just one gigantic tag masterlist, separated by categories ! there will be otp, family/brotp, vanity & misc tags. under the cut, you’ll find them all. i might make a second part to this if i feel like it, but for now: here we are ! they are lyrics from a variety of songs. — please reblog/like if you found this helpful !
ᴏᴛᴘ:
i’ve been thinking about you
you got me going crazy
fuck your white horse and your carriage
you needed me
how deep is your love ?
the place to lose your fears
treasure that is what you are
i’ve got you in my space
i’d like to be everything you want
you hit me with lightning !
you’re out of line
do things when you want me to
i got fake people showing fake love to me
tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
good on the love for a faded fuck
like dreaming of angels
i think about you all the time
you see it in my dreams
take it easy on my heart
the times we had
your touch got me looking so crazy right now
i’ve been thinking about forever
all that matters to me
i don’t wanna be living in vain
please have mercy on me
i see quiet nights poured over ice & tanqueray
everything is shattering & it’s my mistake
only fools fall for you
you are surrounding all my surroundings
twisting the kaleidoscope behind both of my eyes
i don’t keep love around
you’re driving me wild
his hands so cold they shake
those thoughts of past lovers
we will stumble through heaven
i keep a close watch on this heart of mine
beacause you’re mine; i walk the line
all i need is you
send my love to your new lover
you still think about the times we had
would you believe me if i said i was in love
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ / ʙʀᴏᴛᴘ:
i couldn’t wait to get you off my chest
i think i’d die for you
the kids aren’t alright
you tell me that i’m alright
we’ll kick it when i hit the ground
your bridges are burning
they look up to me
somebody to lean on
would you lie with me ?
you’re never there for me
no matter how dark it is i know i’m not alone
friends can break your heart too
you don’t own me
skinny dipping in rabbit holes for fun
will you remember me in the same way ?
so what if i’m crazy ? all the best people are
it’s probably the reason we get along
the craziest friend you’ve ever had
we built this house on memories
i’m best friends with my doubt
wish we could turn back time to the good ole days
we don’t talk anymore like we used to do
lean on me when you’re not strong
i just need to be at home
fuck fake friends
nobody messing with my motherfucking clique
we’ve come a long way from where we began
how can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got?
everything i went through you were standing by my side
i’ll tell you all about it when i see you again
‘cause you feel like home
this reminds me of when we were young
let me photograph you in this light
we were scared of getting old
i’m sorry brother / forgive me father / i love you mother
it’s crazy what you’d do for a friend
i’d run away & hide with you
i’m in paradise with dad
i was broken from a young age
i’m tired of the way things have been
ᴠᴀɴɪᴛʏ
watch you waste away
i don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
i love cheap thrills
i feel like i’m always dreaming
destiny is calling me
just forget the world
gonna shine bright under the starry sky
i want this world in my hands
what i create is chaos
the blood on my hands scares me to death
for all the times i never could
a daydream spills over from my corked head
left a nod over sleeping waves
crybaby; crybaby
i asked forgiveness three times; same amount that i denied
i’m a pro at imperfections
it’s our hearts that make a beat
it’s just the sun in your eyes
i know you want to go to heaven but you’re human tonight
i keep my eyes wide open all the time
do you feel like a young god?
think i got myself in trouble
we’ll never be worlds apart
i wanna be a billionaire
i could really use a wish right now
i wanna swing from the chandelier
i don’t really care what people say
oops ! i did it again
solo ride until i die ‘cause i got me for life
i don’t need a hand to hold
i got that fire in my soul
this hunger is driving me
everybody here is watching you
i was so scared to face my fears
the hearts i have touched will be the proof i leave
i wanna leave my footprints on the sands of time
i wanna say i lived each day until i died
i’m scared to get close & i hate being alone
i can’t drown my demons
the higher i get; the lower i’ll sink
you deserve what you’ve been missing
ᴍɪsᴄ:
all i want is a hole in the ground
hard times gonna make you wonder why you even try
i still don’t know how i even survived
i gotta get to rock bottom !
hard to find life in something that’s already died
i’ve been down so long it look like up to me
whole time they wanna take my place
didn’t they tell you i was a savage ?
buried yourself alive & expect it to be fine
choking on your own dirt
you’re digging your own grave
had some fun on the run
just the price i pay
getting high off helium
night falls with gravity
the earth turns from sanity
a salutation & a farewell
i don’t have much time
i know i won’t die scared of dying
build your home brick by boring brick
the wolf’s gonna blow it down
that make pandora’s box’s contents look non violent
it’s much better to face these kinds of things
with a sense of poise & rationality
when i leave this world; i leave no regrets
everything that i wanted & it was more than i thought it would be
i will leave my mark so everyone will know i was here
i meant something in somebody’s life
can you hear the silence ?
can you fix the broken ?
i know it’s dire my time today
can you help the hopeless ?
i long for that feeling to not feel at all
you could call this my funeral
might go to hell & there ain’t no stopping
might be a sinner & i might be a saint
if i really want to i can change it
i was naive & hopeful & lost
don’t wanna leave this place without a doubt
when will your kingdom come
now i just sit in silence
sometimes quiet is violent
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Do you even realize how fucked up you sound? Spike had already started poisoning Buffy with his abusive rhetoric and knocked her around, so it was okay that he raped her? Buffy was traumatized. She was frozen. It is a scene that is paralleled earlier with her freezing while fighting. Spike is taking advantage of her and deliberately making her feel like shit. I don't have to reveal myself to you--you've made who you are perfectly clear. You're scum of the earth.
Ok. I’m going to try to take this point by point.
Spike had already started poisoning Buffy with his abusive rhetoric and knocked her around, so it was okay that he raped her?
I never, ever said that that rape was okay. I would never in a million years claim that, why are you putting words in my mouth? I specifically said that, from my reading of the scene, it was not rape. This is the transcript:
The balcony is basically deserted. Buffy leans on the railing and looks down. Shot of the dance floor full of happy dancing people, including the Scoobies.
Buffy watches them, with a sad smile.
SPIKE: (O.S.) You see ... you try to be with them...
Spike walks up behind Buffy.SPIKE: ...but you always end up in the dark ... (whispering in her ear) ...with me.
He moves up right behind Buffy, looks where she's looking. Shot of the Scoobies from Buffy's POV.
SPIKE: What would they think of you ... if they found out ... all the things you've done?
He puts his hand on her bare shoulder and strokes slowly down her arm.
SPIKE: If they knew ... who you really were?
His hand moves down to her elbow and then farther down, out of shot.
Close on Buffy's face.BUFFY: (whispers) Don't.SPIKE: Stop me.
Close on Spike's hand as it travels down Buffy's thigh.Close on Buffy's face as she closes her eyes.Close on Spike's hand pulling her skirt up.Close on Buffy's face as she breathes heavily in pleasure.Close on Spike's face making a similar expression of pleasure and looking at Buffy's face.Close on Buffy's face still with her eyes closed.
Wider shot of the two of them from the waist up. Spike gives a strong thrust and they both gasp slightly. Buffy still has her eyes closed. Spike leans in to look at her face.
SPIKE: No ... don't close your eyes.
She opens her eyes.
SPIKE: Look at them.
Shot of the Scoobies dancing on, oblivious.
SPIKE: That's not your world. You belong in the shadows... with me.
Close shot on Spike's face as he continues moving slowly and talking into Buffy's ear.SPIKE: Look at your friends ... and tell me ... you don't love getting away with this... (Buffy still watching her friends) ...right under their noses.
Close on Buffy's face as she looks down at her friends.
Watching that scene, I was trying to see if it reminded me of my sexual abuse. Honestly, it didn’t, but that doesn’t mean that it didn’t for someone else. That’s what we were trying to say that different people read the same scene with different eyes. I see it as Buffy being with one of the only people who actually understand her, but whom she knows will never be accepted by her friends in a million years, hence the perceived hesitation. If you see that scene and it reminds you of something completely different, that is your prerogative.
The bolded part is the one that makes the whole scene, in my opinion. He hit on her before this, in previous seasons, and she rebuffed him each and every time. She was not the most balanced in this season, which I mentioned before, but the fact that you claim that she was completely at his mercy and he was taking advantage of her for months is erasing everything Buffy is.
Buffy was traumatized. She was frozen. It is a scene that is paralleled earlier with her freezing while fighting. Spike is taking advantage of her and deliberately making her feel like shit.
Again, I’m sorry, but I just don’t see it like that. That whole season, Buffy was caught between two states, numbness and adrenaline, life and death, heaven and hell. You’re blaming Spike for everything wrong with her, without considering the fact that she was brought back from heaven by the some of the people she trusted most, and when she couldn’t turn to them because she didn’t want to hurt them, she went to him. If you want to see every action he makes as manipulative, then that’s on you. There are 4 seasons prior to this where their relationship was built, and I am not even talking about romance at this point. They are two sides of the same coin, but what strikes me most about this phrase as a non-native English speaker is that, in the end, it’s still the same coin.
There are so many parallels between them that I can’t even name them all. They’re both heavily influences by their feelings/desires, almost selfishly so in some cases. They both love to fight, to be challenged. They both let the people they love most influence their whole life, the Scoobies for Buff, Dru and then Buffy for Spike. They can both be assholes and complete vulnerable at the same time and, for me at least, they are some of the most real characters I’ve seen on the screen. They fight, they cry, they laugh, they feel so damn much.
And now, to the final points:
Do you even realize how fucked up you sound? (...) I don't have to reveal myself to you--you've made who you are perfectly clear. You're scum of the earth.
Throughout our “talks”, I have never called you names or talked in this manner to you. Again, I would appreciate if we could talk on private, if you want to debate some more. If not, that’s fine by me.
At the end of the day, we are talking about two fictional characters from a TV show that ended more than 10 years ago. It’s fine to have different opinions about them, but to attack me personally because I think differently than you makes no sense. You do realize that it doesn’t matter how many names you call me, I’m not going to suddenly see the light, right?
Spuffy was one of my first OTPs, I loved how they grew and developed over the seasons and reading fics or seeing fanart of them always makes me happy. They will always have a place in my heart, and them and the show helped me get through some personal stuff, for which i will always enjoy and cherish it. If you don’t feel the same, then there are plenty of methods to avoid it online. I just don’t understand what you gain from trying to make us feel like shit for loving something you hate?
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Doctor Who Tag Game
@beccaland did this and said “consider yourself tagged” if you’d like to do it, and I definitely do, so this is me doing it! :D
Tag Game: Doctor Who Edition!!
The rules are simple - answer the questions, then tag other Whovians to get to know each other better/find new people to follow, message, etc. If there are any questions you don’t have an answer for, feel free to skip them!
Doctor you started with: I started with Nine! I remember my friend telling me that I could start with The Eleventh Hour, but I was really firm on starting at the beginning haha (which is a good thing, because I might not have kept watching if I’d started with Series 5 — I love the ideas in that season but for whatever reason, it just didn’t work for me that well!) But yep, Nine will always be my Doctor :D
Favourite Doctor: I don’t really think it’s fair for me to answer this because I haven’t seen many of the Classic Doctors, but I’ll give it a shot from what I know! My top three so far are Nine, Twelve, and Eight.
Favourite Companion: (Again, I haven’t seen enough Classic Who to do this fairly) BUT I think I’d have to say my all-time favourite is Clara, if only for her fantastic arc in Series 9. I’m also really loving Charley Pollard from Big Finish!
Favourite Episode: No way am I picking just one haha, so I’ll just list a few! First off, the best of the best and my favourite Doctor Who things: The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances, Bad Wolf/The Parting of the Ways, Blink, Face the Raven/Heaven Sent/Hell Bent (which I all see as one big story), and of course Day of the Doctor — also including the Big Finish audio stories Neverland, Zagreus, Scherzo, and Lucie Miller/To the Death. And then my favourite sort of “filler” episodes that are just really great stories and don’t get enough attention: Flatline, Father’s Day, Cold War, Mummy on the Orient Express, and Under the Lake/Before the Flood.
DW OTP: Nine/Rose, Ten/Rose, and Eight/Charley <3
BrOTP: Ten/Donna, Eight/Lucie
Queerplatonic/QPP/QTP?: (I didn’t know what this was before so I looked it up and it DESCRIBES TWELVE AND CLARA’S RELATIONSHIP PERFECTLY?) So yep definitely Twelve/Clara!
Favourite line/quote: “Do you know like we were saying? About the Earth revolving? It’s like when you’re a kid, the first time they tell you that the world’s turning and you just can’t quite believe it ‘cause everything looks like it’s standing still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at 1,000 miles an hour and the entire planet is hurtling around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour, and I can feel it. We’re falling through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go… That’s who I am.”
Favourite character that isn’t the Doctor or a companion: Missy/The Master
Favourite DW fic (if you have one): I read an absolutely ridiculous amount of fanfiction so, um, I have quite a lot. I had to check my ao3 bookmarks to find ones I liked best!
This is Yesterday by thisismyplayground — really, really amazing novel length Twelve/Clara continuation of Series 9 which actually feels like a complete season of Doctor Who!
Be a Doctor by @infiniteregress17 — an awesome Twelve/Clara fic that takes place parallel to Series 10 and is updated as new episodes air!
Not Going Home by silverfoxtole – a really lovely collection of scenes with the “TARDIS team that never was” of Eight, Grace, and Chang Lee, immediately following the TV movie! I love this author’s other Eighth Doctor works as well, especially TLC which is full of cute Eight/Charley :)
Plum Pudding by moonmama – Short and sweet Eight/Charley goodness!
Favorite DW fanart blog (if you have one): SO MANY. I love all of @johannesviii‘s Eighth Doctor fanart (seriously, it’s beautiful. THANK YOU), as well as the very talented @joscribbles, whose Clara drawings are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, also @cosmic-shine, @halorvic… I’m sure there’s so many more I’m forgetting, but basically anyone who makes Doctor Who fanart, YOU ARE AWESOME :D
If you could pick anyone to be the next Doctor, who would it be?: I really have no idea! Though I did see a rumour a while back that Vicky McClure was being considered, and judging purely from pictures, she looks like she’d be cool choice! (Internet speculation says that we’ll find out within two weeks..!)
If you could pick anyone to be the next companion who would it be? (Why?): Again, no idea! But I’d really like the character to be someone from the past, because the new series hasn’t done that at all.
Favourite fan theory: I’m sure there are some I like but I can’t think of any right now?
Other fandoms: Harry Potter, Lemony Snicket, Stranger Things, Star Trek… Probably more weird and obscure stuff
Tagging anyone who wants to do this!
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