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the way that wilson dies first is fucking me up... like god its always heartbreaking when someone you love dies but somehow i feel like its even worse when the younger person, the one who was meant to live longer, is the first to go. and with houses vicodin addiction and his injury and his age and his Multiple suicide attempts, im soooo sure that house was counting on himself being the one to go first, and wilson moving on amd having a life after him. because like, without wilson HOUSE HAS NO LIFE. hes an old grumpy drug addicted man who's been passively suicidal for literal years and who im sure felt that he could live out the rest of his days with wilson and finally die content. it just. fucks me up that wilson, who by all accounts had more life left to live, is the one whos dying first
#screaming and crying#house md#hilson#hate crimes md#hatecrimes md#post finale#gregory house#james wilson
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So. Lena as a stitch witch/thread mage. She spends multiple hours-long sessions with Kara's cape in her lap, her fingers slowly moving across the warp and weft, lingering every painstaking millimeter. Kara sees her do it, Lena tells her exactly what she's doing (imbuing the cloth with protection magicks) -- its not a secret by any means.
A couple months/years later, Lena develops the means for laypeople to see magic. (Think one of those magnifying ring lights that scientists and crafters use.) Kara thinks its dope that her girlfriend is so smart. But then she gets bored, and wanders into the lab alone to poke around. She's idly swishing her cape around her, as one does, until she pauses, recalling those days Lena spent with said swath of fabric.
Kara knows what magic looks like by now-- they've used it on a couple of magical items they've found around the city, trying to track down an unknown magic user. It looked like gentle ripples, undulating over the surface of the object.
As Kara takes a handful of her cape, drawing it towards the lens, she wonders what color Lena's magic is.
The fabric shines so bright under the magnifying glass that it sears Kara's retinas, temporarily blinding her.
"Mother of-- Rao!" Rearing back, she slaps her hands over her eyes, now watering, and tries to blink away the newly won shadows from her vision. "What the--"
"Kara?"
The sound of Lena's footsteps rushing to the lab draws Kara's attention.
"What happened--?"
"Jesus-- me being an idiot happened," Kara grumbles, blinking rapidly to try and focus on where Lena should be. All she sees is a large dark blotch. "Hey, what did you calibrate that thing with?"
"One of Nyxly's artifacts," Lena responds. Warm hands take Kara by the elbows and guide her over to a nearby stool. "I wanted to be able to distinguish between fifth dimensional energy and true magic. Here, can you follow my finger?"
"What finger?" Kara quips. The blotch is already beginning to shrink by a fraction, assuring Kara that the damage to her vision isn't permanent. Her mind spiralled.
Nyxly had had magic unlike the world had ever seen. More powerful than Mxy even. None of the artifacts they'd put under that lens had come anywhere close to producing even half that effect.
"Kara, will you please tell me what you were doing--"
"I wanted to see what your magic looked like," she says, bluntly. "My cape..."
"...oh." Lena's voice is quiet. "Yeah, that--"
"Probably wasn't the best idea. Clearly." Kara tries to grin, but she knows it probably comes up flat. "But my god, Lena..."
"Florence says I have an affinity for magic. Like my mother."
"This," Kara gestures towards her eyes, "is more than an affinity."
She hears Lena swallow. "Please don't be scared. I would never do anything to hurt--"
"Scared? Lena, I'm-- I'm in awe of you."
A beat of silence follows, before Lena's hands settle in hers. "Please don't be that either. I'm just me."
Kara blinks, and smiles towards the hazy silhouette of Lena's hair, in its usual gentle waves. She tugs Lena closer, until Lena relaxes towards her and lets her forehead rest on Kara's.
"Just you is amazing."
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why, hello guys! it's good to see you two getting along so well :)! but er... Simon, you've still got your crown? you're looking surprisingly..... sane.... and not blue..... how did you manage that?
#ice king#simon petrikov#tooc00lheroz au#adventure time ask blog#adventure time au#adventure time#ask blog#rp blog#ice crown#post finale#ice pun
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if i close my eyes maybe i'll see you there one more time...
#wincest#the epic love story of sam and dean#manip#my art#ghost!dean#supernatural#post finale#don't tell me sam didn't summon dean's ghost i won't believe you
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Dean wakes up suddenly, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest, he struggles to get his breathing under the control and he shivers, his sweaty skin cooling down as the covers pool down at his lap.
"Dean?"
The worried call for him is followed by a hand pressing against his sternum, another one finding his shoulder blade.
"It was a bad dream, that's all, you are okay." Dean takes a deep, shuddering breath, he knows it was a dream, but it had felt so real anyway, "that's it," Castiel takes one of his hands, his fingers carefully closing around Dean's wrist and pressing his palm against his own chest, mirroring the way Castiel was touching him just a moment ago, "breathe with me."
He takes in another breath, it's easier this time around, as he follows the fall and rise of Castiel's chest, steady, solid, "you weren't there." He says, and he knows it doesn't make any sense, but Castiel simply listens, moving them around a bit, he leans back against the headboard and, using the arm he has around Dean's shoulder, he gently gets him to lay down against him, his head on Cas' shoulder.
"I am here."
Dean doesn't seem to hear him, still slightly agitated, "I was dying, a hunt gone wrong," he huffs out a bitter laugh, what a fucking ridiculous way to go, especially after saving the world, "vampires, I think, it's all getting kind of fuzzy now," he frowns, Castiel scratches his scalp, lightly, " Sammy was there, and I was dying, Cas, and I," he clears his throat, "I died, I guess?" Castiel's hand finds the one Dean has on his chest, he interlaces their fingers together.
"Nothing of it was real." Dean wonders if this is a reminder for him or if Cas is also talking to himself.
"I know that, but I was in Heaven, and Bobby was there," Castiel hums, "and it's like you hadn't come back after we took care of Chuck," and Dean reminds himself Castiel did, in fact, come back to him, that it all happened years ago, and that, ever since then, they have been together. "You weren't waiting for me."
Castiel kisses the top of his head, and Dean has calmed down already, but he isn't in a rush to break this embrace, even if he feels a bit guilty for keeping Cas awake, "see? That's how you know it was a dream, I would have done everything I could to save you, and if I had failed to do so I would have made sure to be the one to welcome you."
Dean nuzzles Castiel's shoulder, "I know," he mutters, "I know you would." He adds, more firmly, completely convinced of what he is saying, his faith in Cas unwavering.
Castiel's hand leaves him, his fingers closing over his chin instead, tilting his head up, tenderly, Dean looks up at him and Castiel searches his face for a moment, looking deep into his eyes, "we are together now," he presses a kiss to his forehead, "I love you" another kiss, right between his eyes, "always" he kisses his lips, a brief thing that warms Dean to the core.
"Love you too, Cas."
#now that's how i would fix spn to bring it back huh#destiel#thanks for coming to my ted talk#fix it fic#ficlet#vanessa writes ✨#post finale#post s15
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Yeah... so remember when people wanted Tharn-in-the-naga-world fic? #TSSCOUNTDOWN
I have provided. Enjoy!
#the sign#the sign bl#post finale#the sign the series#the sign spoilers#the sign tharn#wansarat#tharn wansa#chalothon#dr. slowmotion is in the house#phaya#the sign phaya#naga#tharn in the naga world#fan fiction#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#tss#tsscountdown
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a safe place to leave your heart by sunflowerromcom
“Uncertainty lives in the back of his mind on a daily basis all these months later. He doesn’t blame Beard for staying. He made a life for himself there over the last couple of years as a coach and friend and has a love-however problematic it may be-and Ted can’t fault him for not wanting to leave all that.
He knows he’ll miss the job. His coaches. Miss the boys. Miss the Diamond Dogs. Mae and his favorite spot in the pub. The constant threat of rain and just every little nuance that is so wonderfully English.
Mostly, though, he’ll miss her.”
A post-finale Tedbecca AU.
#ted lasso#rebecca welton#hannah waddingham#jason sudeikis#tedbecca#post finale#AU#fanfiction#tedbecca fanfic#they’re in love your honor
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you believe me like a god (i betray you like a man)
Star Wars: Ahsoka (TV)
Shin Hati/Sabine Wren (m, 1/?, 2.6k words)
With Ahsoka and Sabine trapped on Peridea until further notice while the galaxy carries on without them, Sabine grows restless. It doesn't help that her mind can feel Shin Hati out there somewhere, alone and scared. It plagues her, intrigues her. So, while the rotations pass on this wasteland of a planet, Sabine begins to seek her out.
read it here
#sabine wren#shin hati#wolfwren#ahsoka series#wolfwren fanfic#sabine wren fanfic#shin hati fanfic#multichapter#angst#slow burn#post finale
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Fic rec! There's a fic I'm finishing right now to cope with the finale (it got recommended to me recently). It's about Jon and Martin after they wake up in Somewhere Else, navigating a new world, grieving, coming to terms with what they did in mag200 (and during the Apocalypse in general), working through their trauma and fixing their relationship, how they reconnect, reconcile with each other and heal. VERY angsty, but also comforting (we get to see the boys process what they've gone through and heal), it has a good ending and it's masterfully written. Canon compliant.
It's the best tma fic I've ever come across and it gave me as many emotions as the finale. I cried during some parts, and some parts made me smile. I can't recommend it enough, it's absolutey brilliant.
The fic is here: it will be this, always
Oh hey, that’s @bluejayblueskies’s fic! They write really great stuff and everyone should check out their work!
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Rory Week 2023 Prompts and Dates!
How it works: Create a post for one or both of the prompts for each day, or skip a day if you feel like it! This blog will reblog every post made in the #roryweek and #roryweek2023 tags on the day of each prompts (any late posts will be reblogged once the week is up!) here are the prompts:
Monday, October 9th - Star Wars or Star Trek
Does Rory love Star Wars or Star Trek more? What elements of fandom does he interact with the most? Shipping? Fanart? Cosplay?
Tuesday, October 10th - Pre-Vampire or Post-Finale
How was Rory before he was a vampire? What were his day-to-day actions as a human like? What does Rory get up to after the finale? What decade is it? Who does he hang out with?
Wednesday, October 11th - Swag or Scene
What subculture is your favorite for Rory? Does he dress more swag or more scene? Or possibly a mix of the two?
Thurday, October 12th - Free Day!
Feel free to post whatever Rory related stuff you want! Or contribute to a previous prompt if you want, there's no rules!
Friday, October 13th, - Bethory or Sarorica
Does Rory hang out more with Benny and Ethan? Or does he hang out more with Sarah and Erica? How does his vampirism or special interests effect his friendships?
Saturday, October 14th - Diet or Flying
How does Rory feel about his vampire diet? What does a day of eating look like for him (hunting or blood bags)? Does he love flying? Or does is it make him sick?
Sunday, October 15th - Party Animal!
Rory loves a good party! Show off Rory's awesome partying skills in any way you'd like!
Ask box is open if you have any questions! I can't wait to see what everyone creates!
#roryweek#roryweek2023#mbav#my babysitters a vampire#my babysitter's a vampire#rory keaner#rory mbav#star wars#star trek#pre vampire#post finale#swag#scene#free day#bethory#sarorica#diet#flying#party animal#prompts#day one#day two#day three#day four#day five#day six#day seven
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this was a result of me wanting to draw Finns tattoo lol
(also top surgery scars because projection go brr and also I'm sad I cant get top surgery yet RAHHH)
FUCK WAIT please ignore the fact that he has two normal fleshy arms I FORGORRR
#adventure time#pre obsidian#post finale#finn mertens#finn the human#SCREAMING AND CRYING BCUZ JAKE IS DEAD
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Sister, Sister: After the End
When Eliza invites the entire family to Midvale over Easter weekend, none of them offer a single squeak of protest. It's been a long few weeks of working on their own endeavors, with only infrequent, hectic teamups between them.
It's nice, Lena decides after dinner the first night. The warmth, the easy familiarity that sinks in as though it never left. But even so, she's grateful for a spare moment to snag a blanket and go out to the dunes, where waves crash steadily against the quiet of darkness.
She spreads the blanket out and lays back, folding her hands over her ribcage. Her magic fills her these days, and she can feel the power of the ocean tugging at her, as though inviting her to join its current. She can also feel the shifting energy of the sand beneath the blanket, and the sway of the reeds that obscure her from the view of the house.
She's not too difficult to find though, as footsteps whisper through the sand towards her. Lena closes her eyes, biting the smidge of irritation that creeps up on her unexpectedly.
"I'm fine," she issues pre-emptively. Kara settles down on the blanket next to her.
"Didn't think you weren't."
Lena's eyes snap open as her head whips towards Nia's voice. Not Kara.
She huffs a laugh. "Sorry," she offers readily. "Thought you were someone else."
"Mhmm," Nia returns. "Considering she's the only one able to get hold of you these days."
Lena grimaces. "I know, I'm sorry--"
"Me too," Nia assures her of no hard feelings. "I could have done more to make it happen. It's just been..."
"Busy."
"Yeah. It's a little crazy to think about, you know? I'm doing more as Dreamer for the foundation than I am as a crime fighter or whatever. And you're back to being on top--"
Lena scoffs a laugh that turns into a giggle as she turns her head to look at Nia. It takes a moment to click.
"Oh--! Lena! You know that's not what I meant!"
The light smack to Lena's ribcage only earns a throatier laugh. Nia joins in with a giggle of her own, and they laugh for a long moment before calming.
"I know what you mean," Lena concedes after a heavy sigh, returning to the moment. "The foundation is everything I hoped it would be, but--"
"It's different." Nia turns her head, and Lena echoes the movement to meet her gaze.
She nods. "Yeah. As much as I don't miss the entire world being in peril..."
"You miss how it was." Nia's voice is quiet. "Even if it's better now."
"Yeah."
They stare up at the stars for a long quiet moment. The sky is clear tonight, and the Milky Way spreads out before them in a wide, untouchable ribbon. A wave of nostalgia overwhelms Lena, and not just for the good old days. Sudden tears burn at her eyes.
"I miss my mom," she whispers.
Nia doesn't turn, but pats across Lena's hip until Lena reaches down to clasp the questing hand.
"Me too," Nia returns softly. Her next words curl with a gentle smile. "They'd be so proud of us though."
Lena chokes out a bit of a chuckle, which mostly sounds like she's being strangled. "Yeah." She squeezes Nia's hand. "She would have really liked you."
"Oh my gosh, are you kidding?!" Nia's voice lifts. "My mom would have gushed over you! Especially now with the whole earthy, witchy vibe you have going on these days. She'd love that."
Lena grins. "Could you imagine if they'd had the chance to meet?"
"Oh god." Nia covers her eyes with her free hand. "Inseparable. No embarassing childhood memory would be safe..."
Lena laughs, truly, as though she actually had memories with her mother to be embarassed by. In this fictional world they've created, she would.
"Hey." Lena catches Nia's gaze, and offers a wide smile. "I'm proud of you too."
Nia's lips pinch tight, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight. All she can manage is a trembling nod, and a firm squeeze on Lena's fingers to reciprocate the sentiment.
Neither of them keeps track of how long they stay out there on the shallow dunes. They simply lay there, hands clasped, as the galaxy slowly swirls above them.
#sister sister au#lena nia brotp#dunno what part number this is#but we needed an update#post finale#a little sad#but also happy#bittersweet
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Simon, does the crown have its ice powers or no?
#simon petrikov#ice king#adventure time ask blog#adventure time au#adventure time#tooc00lheroz au#ask blog#rp blog#finn mertens#post finale#finn the human#ice crown
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"Villain" Adrien AU where he swipes the Peacock Miraculous and uses it to make a butterfly to suck the memory of him being a sentimonster out of everyone's heads (and his identity from Luka's) before Cataclysming said Peacock out of existence.
#adrien agreste#ml#miraculous ladybug#ml recreation#ml au idea#ml au#post finale#post recreation#villain!adrien#villain au
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"You are a dead man," Arthur spoke, his tone filled with untamed rage.
"You don't want to do this,” Merlin stated flatly, already feeling the energy dancing at the tips of his fingers.
"I have never wanted anything more." Arthur swung his sword in the air, signalling that he was about to strike.
The Phantom of Arthur Pendragon on ao3
#this is just the tip of the iceberg#fine i'll do it myself#dark!arthur pendragon#post finale#merlin fic#arthur x merlin#ao3#merlinbbc#merthur angst#merthur#yessss#give me pain#i would sell my soul#for#bamf merlin
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A little Jemima fic because that kid desperately needs a hug.
#bbc ghosts#jemima ghosts#robin the caveman#bbc ghosts fic#kid fic#emotional hurt/comfort#post finale
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