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@dreamscaperover
We are petulant children. We steal from Mother. We steal and steal and steal our whole lives. And then, even in death, we steal again. We put our bodies in boxes made of wood and made of stone.
Foolish children. Mother will take back what's hers. She will take the wood, she will take the stone, and she will take back what we've stolen.
Earth is patient, she can wait.
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-- Come with me. I know you want to. You called me, after all.. So here I am, for you.
-- I... I'm sorry... but no. I don't think I want to go anymore.
-- Are you sure? That place I'll take you to is so nice! Definitely better than this...
-- I think I want to stay. Yes, I'm not going. Not today.
-- OK then, guess I'll see you later. Bye, for now.
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-- Here I am again. Are we going this time?
-- I... I don't know, I...
-- Come now, aren't you miserable, stuck in this place? Why suffer? We'll go somewhere so much better! It's gonna be good, you'll feel better, I promise...
*door bell rings*
-- Ignore that. Let us just go.
*someone bangs on the door, yells your name from outside*
-- No, I think... I think it's my friend, I need to answer that...
-- YOU called me, remember? And now you cancel on me like that.
-- I'm sorry, I've got to go.
-- Oh, well... Guess I'm leaving, alone, again. Till next time.
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-- Why are you here? I didn't call you...
-- Yes you did.
-- No! I wasn't myself, I was drunk, I didn't mean it...
-- Didn't you though? Are you certain, really certain you don't want to go? Look at this place, there's nothing but pain and misery here... It's empty, you have nothing left. No one to come to you when you call... Only I always come, for you. You just suffer, you're not happy here, so why stay? Come with me.
-- NO! I know this place is bleak, I know I'm not happy, but I also now know that I can be. I know it can get better. I WANT it to get better, and I know what to do now to make it better. And I do have someone to go to, people who are always there for me, because it's their job to help. And they are helping, teaching me how this place can be better, helping me to become stronger. So no, I WON'T come with you, not today!!!
-- I see. I understand. And I can certainly take "no" for an answer, I'm not some monster. We will meet again, though. You can't avoid me forever.
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-- Hello, my dear. It's been so long!
-- Hello, old friend. Yes, it's been many decades... But I'm guessing it's about time, huh? Can't keep standing you up, would not be very polite, would it? I'm joking. I understand that I don't have a choice, not this time. But that's OK. I'm ready this time. I've had a long life... Not all of it was happy, certainly wasn't in the very beginning, but it did get better. So much better! If I'd left with you, I would never had known - how much joy and happiness waits ahead. So forgive me our back and forth, in those early years... I hope you understand, as I understand now, why I HAD to say no to you.
-- There's nothing to forgive, my dear. I'm glad it was worth it. Glad you had a full, happy life. But yes, it's time.
-- You said you'd take me to a better place, where there's no suffering and no misery, just peace and light, eternal... Is it still true, is this where we're going now?
-- It is. Come, child, do not be afraid. Your journey in this world is over, let us go to the next one.
A Date with Death (a Halloween story)
that character dynamic when:
- You know I love you, right? You know I would never do anything to hurt you?
- I know you love me.
He hated the size difference.
It made it harder to envelop Alec in his arms, that ridiculously wide and long back to his own narrow chest. He wanted to cocoon that tall lean frame with his body, protecting from every and any danger and pain of the world outside their warm cozy quiet nest of a bedroom... to lie there, listening to nothing but soft slow breathing coming from two languid bodies, satisfyed and content...
Well, at least they had Parker to cover the gaps - between the two of them, Alec was shielded fully, safe and loved. But still...
dammit, Hardison!
Hit me with a whump prompt and I'll write you a paragraph
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hit me up with a prompt and i'll write a paragraph
Warning: generalizations are used liberally below. Mentally preface all statements with in general and dont yell at me. For purposes of definition, standard is meant only in terms of familiarity and the intent of the distinction is solely to indicate something a reader…
Haha, so I’ve been saying I’m going to write something like this forever, and then yesterday my housemate found that someone beat me to it.
Required reading, friends! So you don’t screw it up if you’re writing fanfic – and so you can suffer along with me if you’re reading it.
My contribution to the smut talk behind the cut. XD (And also one of my Craig-writing friend’s finest moments.) So strap in for –
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As a Dungeon Master I nearly scrolled past this before my brain kicked my own ass and reminded me that I have tried looking up 'Blue Gemstones' at LEAST a dozen times in the last six months and never found anything this helpful.
Ok so this whole Mature content label mess is a platform wide epidemic, most likely due to @staff implementing some new filter bot.
I suggest you all go through your posts and file appeals on flagged posts.
Hopefully if we drown @staff in appeals they will turn the damn thing off.
Please reblog to spread the word!
A telepath tries to work as a bartender - they can read what each customer wants before they order. Except their memory is shit and they keep mixing up orders. It confuses the hell out of already grim lethargic customers, who keep getting random drinks they didn't ask for, until one of them sees the drink they did want in front of another patron who looks at it confused and unsatisfied. They slide over and ask "are you actually going to drink that" and other patron passes it over. First one ask "anybody want my drink" and it kicks off a chain reaction of drink swaps, prompting everyone to interact with each other and strike up conversations and hang out together.
File that into "failed successfully" category.
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Kid Sammy jokingly saying "ok, mom" at Dean, and Dean flipping out, furious, full on blowing the gasket. Sam can't remember what the argument even was, but remembers from now on to never ever say that to Dean again.
Kid Sammy screaming an angry "you're not dad!" at Dean, expecting equally angry retort, but instead Dean goes quiet, looking a little lost and kinda hurt. He forgets what he was angry about in the first place, but Dean's expression burns itself into his memory.
Reblog this if you would not only accept, but welcome fan art, moodboards, etc. of your fics
All of these used to be so common for people to show their appreciation of different fics and authors, and I think it’s a shame people don’t do it anymore. I love seeing fan work for my fics!!
Yes! I only have one so far but if I ever inspire art like that it is more than welcome!!
I would cry tears of joy if this happened to me. Literally, I would get a dopamine hit every time I looked at it. I would save it on my phone so I could look at it any time I wanted.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: General Audiences
Category: Gen
Fandom: Daredevil (TV)
Relationship: Matt Murdock/Karen Page
Characters: Matt Murdock, Karen Page, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson
OFC
Language: English
Summary: Matt takes taxi a lot. Makes sense he gets to be a regular on a particular one
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard Characters: Tommy Kinard Evan "Buck" Buckley Christopher Diaz Eddie Diaz Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
a little tie-in to season 7 finale Buck says Cap is going to be alright, but Tommy senses that something else has happened in these two days that's bothering Buck. He hates seeing Buck like this and wants to help, so he presses for answers. Buck says it's about Eddie.
or read here:
Ghosts
So what if Oliver is a grown man, big and strong, actual superhero - Clark knows all that, first hand. Still, there will be moments - when he goes quiet, gaze loses focus, mind goes wondering... chasing ghosts. And Clark notices his face change, those muscles tense, looks into unseeing deep dark eyes - and what he sees there makes him want so badly to just grab that man and fold him into tight embrace, use that ridiculously big frame of his to shield the smaller one from the world, from anything and everything bad, from ghost - past, present and future... Fly him away, to a place where nothing and no one could ever hurt him ever again.
If he could, he would, in a heartbeat. And if he can't, he damn sure keeps trying to get close enough. To chase away those ghosts, with words, with touch, with silent reassuring presence - whatever Oliver needs. He doesn't even need to ask. Clark will always be there.
That's how love works, after all.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: polyamory
Fandom: Smallville
Relationships: Clark Kent/Lois Lane/Oliver Queen/Chloe Sullivan
Summary:
When you live a life of superhero, danger and death closely follow. It's nothing new to all four of them, but it hits different now that they are wearing each other's rings. They said at the alter "till death do us part", what happens when that promise comes painfully close to fulfilling?
if i lay here
if i just lay here
do u think this fanfic will write itself
