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Write for yourself - write what pleases you. Forget about everyone else. Success in writing is measured by how happy it makes you. - me

[gadgeficrecs]

GFR Book of Records (FFN edition, year 2)

This time last year, we posted the first installment of the GFR Book of Records to celebrate milestones and achievements in Gadge fanfic. Today, we’re expanding some of those categories and adding new ones. (Do note that this is the Fanfiction.net edition—the AO3 edition will be updated on its first anniversary this September.)

Under the cut, you’ll find out which FFN Gadge fics had the most reviews, favorites, and follows in these categories:

All-time

Complete

Over 100,000 words

Less than 5,000 words (new category)

Rated M

Published in the last 12 months (new category)

Updated in the last 12 months (new category)

In progress/unofficially complete (new category)

Spanish 

French

Rankings as of March 21, 2016, 6 p.m. U.S. EST. Like in previous installments, we focused on fics in which Gadge is officially declared as the first or only pairing, and fics in which Gale and Madge are the top-billed characters or the only main characters.

The Golden Strawberry goes to…

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[mianakenobi]

Dear News Media

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE WAS A FEMINIST STORY LONG BEFORE ELIZABETH BENNET EVER HAD TO KILL ZOMBIES. 

The idea of a single woman with no fortune, who is boss enough to reject not one, but TWO marriage proposals - even though they would both greatly increase the ease of her life by either marrying the heir to her family estate or marrying one of the richest men in England - just because SHE DOESN’T WANT TO, who is brave enough to be snarky and cheeky and takes no shit from people who is so far above her social standing just because they are rude to her and her family, who is adamant that the only person she will marry will be for love, THIS is a feminist story.  

STOP ACTING LIKE GIVING HER A SWORD SUDDENLY MAKES HER A FEMINIST ICON.  She’d held that title in her dainty glove for over 200 years.      

[belle453]

Happy, happy Birthday @hawtsee - a great friend and #1 Gadge Fan. I’m so glad you’re my friend and maybe one day we’ll actually get to meet in person. Love you.

[hawtsee]

WIP Meme

The rules: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.

I was tagged by @madgesundersee. I’m going to try post this very soon.

Gale has seen her messages, but hasn’t replied. Madge picks up her glass, remembers it’s empty and slams it down again. “You know what, fuck him. Just, fuck him.”

“You wish,” Jo cackles.

Madge glares at her. “No. I am a fully capable of knowing my own mind and my own feelings. If I say that I’m over Marvin, then I am. Who the fuck does he think he is to tell me how I’m feeling? As if he knows me better than myself!”

Tagging @belle453 @foreversillythings @smilerforyou

[belle453]

Can't wait for this

[hawtsee]

The Small Hours: 2.15am

2.15am.

Madge closes her book with a huff. Four-hundred-and thirty-three pages, and it ends like that?

She tosses the book away and tries to figure out what she thinks of it. Annoyance mainly, definitely not worth feeling like a zombie at work tomorrow. She should have gone to bed when Gale did.

She drags herself off the couch, tidies away the throw she had over her, and rinses her hot chocolate mug before padding down the hall to the bedroom.

Gale is fast asleep when she enters quietly. Madge turns on her bedside lamp and gets ready for bed. Her boyfriend doesn’t stir as she strips out of her clothes and removes her make up.

After brushing her teeth and setting out her clothes for tomorrow, she slips between the sheets and turns off the light.

Her side of the bed is cold and she can feel Gale’s heat radiating from his body. She edges closer, sliding her arm around his waist and laying her head on his chest. She waits for his arms to come around her.

Instead, he shoves her away, hard. Surprised, Madge lifts her head and peers at him in the dim light seeping in through the curtains. He’s still asleep, but he’s frowning. She moves close again and settles into her favorite position.

Again, he pushes her away. “Geroff,” he mumbles.

Madge places her hand on his chest and shakes him slightly. “Gale.”

“No!” Gale grabs her wrist and flings it away from him and pushes her again. It’s forceful and sends her sprawling.

“Gale!” She exclaims loudly, shocked at his reaction.

He wakes with a start and blinks at her in the gloom. “Wha…? What’s going on? Madge?”

“You pushed me,” she says, rubbing her arm.

Gale rubs his eyes. “I was dreaming.” He lies down again, stretching out his arm for her.

“Are you done dreaming? I don’t want to get pushed out of the bed next time.”

“Come here,” he says, tugging her to his side and wrapping his arms around her. She goes to him a little warily. “Did I hurt you? I’m sorry.” He rubs her arm gently.

“What was your dream about?”

“These girls were trying to make me take off my clothes and I kept telling them I have a girlfriend but they wouldn’t listen.”

“Oh my god,” she laughs and stretches up to kiss him before nestling into his side and drifting to sleep.

[hawtdamngirls]

Free Falling

For @belle453​, who celebrated her birthday last week. Belle, it’s a joy to know you and a privilege to call ourselves your friends. Here’s to one classy lady, and possibly the most romantic soul we know. 

Without moving from her bed, Madge can just about reach the corner of her curtain; enough to tug it back a couple of inches to reveal a patch of clear sky outside.

“I think that’s the first time since October I’ve seen a blue sky.” She turns a little in Gale’s arms and nudges his side. “We should do something today.”

“I know exactly what I want to do today,” he says with a smirk while running his hand up her thigh to cup her bare ass and pull her closer to him.

Madge giggles as he peppers kisses along her neck, but she pushes him back just a little. While she has no objection to spending another day in bed with Gale, it’s a beautiful, dry Sunday morning and she wants to get out and enjoy it. And quite frankly, her vagina could use the break.

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[belle453]

Thank you

[departmentofgadge]

Would you possibly consider writing more of "Ugly Sweater

Sorry this tookso long! Here’s a continuation of Ugly Sweater.

Emergency Stop

Madge and Galeended up staying at the bar until the lights came on again and the bartender (nicely)kicked them out. Gale’s coworkers had long since abandoned the office holidayparty, and there wasn’t anyone else remaining at either the bar or therestaurant. Madge hadn’t even noticed, she was so caught up in theirconversation. (She had to keep pinching herself: she was actually talking tothe Elevator Hottie! Gale. His name was Gale, like a wind so strong shepictured herself standing on the deck of an old ship, losing her balance andbeing swept away.)

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[shansey21-deactivated20161025]

Legally Blonde Pt. 1

@thefrydayafternext I saw your post and decided to take a shot at it! I hope you enjoy! :)

Madge Undersee never let anything get in the way of her dreams.

Everyone always thought that because her dad was the mayor, she got everything handed to her on a silver platter. Little did they know, that was not the case. Madge worked hard for everything she had. When she found out she had a knack for painting, she worked on her portfolio for a year with no help at all.

Madge was currently attending a prestigious art school and for a while, everything was going perfect in her life. Her boyfriend of five years, Griffith Mellark, had just been accepted to Harvard law, and Madge had just moved in with her sorority sisters. 

“I mean, he has to propose right?” Delly said, focusing on the movement of her hand as she painted her toes. “Why else would he take you on such a fancy dinner date?” 

Madge let out a sheepish grin. “Do you really think so?” she asked, sitting up straighter on her chair. 

Delly nodded. “Of course!” 

“Then you have to help me find the perfect outfit!” she squealed. 

Dinner was going exactly as Madge had planned. 

Her outfit was perfect. 

The food was delicious.

And Griffith looked absolutely gorgeous. 

“You look beautiful, babe,” Griffith said, grabbing Madge’s hand from across the table. 

Madge smiled, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Thanks.” She took a sip of water, wondering when Griffith would pop the question.

“So, as you know, I’m going off to Harvard in a few days,” he said, stroking his thumb against her hand. “And you know how important this is to me.” 

Madge nodded in agreement. “Of course I do!” 

“And now that I’m going off to law school, I’ve been thinking a lot about my future,” he continued. Madge could feel her heart beating out of her chest. “So I think that it’s time to…” he stopped stroking her hand. “I think it’s time for us to break up.” 

Madge felt as if her heart had plummeted down to the floor. “What?” Her voice shook, and she pulled her hand away from his. 

“Listen babe, I’ve had a good time with you these past four years but I mean, we won’t work together in the long run. You know my older brother just got engaged with a Vanderbilt. How would I look if I kept going out with you?” he sent her an apologetic grin. “You understand, right Madgey?” 

Tears began to pool in her eyes and Madge angrily wiped them away. “So because I’m not a Vanderbilt I’m suddenly white trash? My dad is the mayor, Griffith. My next door neighbor is Caesar Flickerman. I think that’s a lot better than being a stupid Vanderbilt!” 

“I don’t know why you’re so upset about this, babe,” he said, looking warily at the people around them. The other diners had began to look over at their table to see what all the commotion was about.

“I thought you were going to PROPOSE!” she yelled out. “And we’ve been dating for five years, not four!” Madge stood up, and grabbed her purse before storming out of the restaurant. 

Madge stayed in her room for four days. 

She cried as she ripped apart every picture she had of Griffith, and she screamed at sappy romantic movies that came on TV. Finally, Annie Cresta knocked on the door. 

“Madge, this isn’t healthy!” she yelled from the other side of the door. “You’ve got to come out sooner or later!” 

Madge sniffled and threw out another kleenex box before opening up a new one. 

“Okay that’s it,” another voice yelled out. Suddenly, Madge heard someone fiddling with her doorknob and jumped in surprise as her door swung open. Johanna stood by her doorway with a bobby pin in her hand. “I am sick and tired of hearing you moping around in your room all day. Sick. Of. It.” she entered the room and turned off the TV. “You are going to get up, take a shower, and we are going to get you out of this house!” 

Madge groaned, shoving a pillow against her face. “I don’t want to!” 

Johanna grabbed the pillow and threw it to the ground. “Listen Madge Undersee. Griffith Mellark is an asshole, alright? He doesn’t deserve you crying over him and he is stupid for dumping you. So what if he wants to find himself a Vanderbilt? You are a million times better than a stupid Vanderbilt hussy, and you probably have a better ass too.” Johanna took a seat beside her. “So hell with him! I mean, if you wanted to be a dull boring lawyer, you could totally do it. He doesn’t know what he’ll be missing.” 

Madge gasped and shot up off her bed. “That’s it!” She began to pace around her room. “I’ll become a lawyer!” 

“What?” Johanna scoffed. “That’s not what I was going with this…” 

“No no no this is perfect! If I can show Griffith that I can be a lawyer, then he’ll have to take me back!” Madge walked back over to Johanna and wrapped her arms around her in a tight hug. “Thank you thank you thank you!” 

Madge pulled away and stared at the shattered frame on the ground. It was a picture of her and Griffith on their third anniversary. She picked it up, and smiled. “I’m going to become a lawyer.” 

After months of studying and prepping for the LSATS, Madge stared at the sealed test laying before her. 

I can do this, I can do this. 

“Begin,” the proctor’s voice echoed across the room. 

Madge tore open the seal and began the exam. In art school, Madge never really had to study for exams, but as she scanned the test booklet, her heart soared as she recognized the topics. 

Who knew this would be so easy? she thought to herself. 

“Madge! It’s here!” Delly screamed, running inside the house. “The scores are here!” 

Madge ran down the stairs, jumping off the final step and snatched the letter out of Delly’s hands. Her heart was beating rapidly inside her chest and she squeezed her eyes in a silent prayer. 

“Remember, you need at least a 175,” Delly said quietly.  

“I know, I know!” Madge said, trying to calm her breathing. She felt Delly place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. 

“Open it for God’s sakes,” Johanna yelled out from the top of the stairs. 

Madge let in a deep breath and tore open the envelope. She closed her eyes and unfolded the letter. 

“What does it say?” Johanna asked, her voice unusually quiet. 

Madge opened one eye and then the other. The letter fell out of her hands and she stared at Delly with wide eyes. “179!” 

Delly screamed and pulled Madge into a tight hug. They spun around in circles, laughing and crying and a few seconds later, Johanna joined in as well. 

“Looks like you’re going to law school.” 

A/N: I needed something silly and fun to write. Part two will be up soon! :) 

[belle453]

I would love a continuation

[nikmalikov]

season 1 vs season 3

[damndonnergirls]

My cross-posting saga continues. 

And because I recently learned to incorporate gifs into banners/covers—after admiring the jaw-dropping works of creative souls like @loving-mellark, @akai-echo, and @papofglencoe from afar—I’ve gone appropriately berserk on that shit. Heh. 

On to the fics… 

Enthralled

Gale x Madge, Katniss x Peeta Historical AU | 81,000+ words

Thrall (þræll), n., a slave or serf in Viking Age Scandinavia. After a successful raid, Gæl is rewarded with a slave girl: the Saxon noblewoman Margaretha. Meanwhile, shieldmaiden Katnisse grows closer to captive monk Peeta.

“Odin’s Hanging Tree”

Katniss x Peeta Historical AU | 2,800+ words

“Your god hanged on a tree,” Katnisse observes. “Like Odin.” Peeta shakes his head. “No,” he says. “Not like Odin.” Four months after his capture, a young monk encounters shieldmaiden-in-training Katnisse Eyvindsdottir. An Everlark prelude to Enthralled.

Happy Thorsday!

[belle453]

this is amazing as are the stories

[allthestoriescantbelies]

Star Wars spoilers>>>>

I can’t stop thinking about how soul-chillingly awesome the climactic battle between Rey and Kylo Ren is.  People complained about how much TFA homages A New Hope (to the point of the beginning and end, and a couple bits in the middle, being blatantly pulled from it) (I really don’t mind because I love crazy cyclical shit and I love adaptations so for me this is exactly what I wanted from a sequel, but I get why people are irked), but for me, the differences are what make this so effective.

The first six movies establish that the Jedi way is controlling all your feelings and the Sith way is embracing your negative feelings.  The prequels demonstrate that Anakin, stuck between these polarities, resigned himself to and embraced the Dark Side because he had no other choice, and the original trilogy, therefore, becomes about Luke stuck in the same situation but rejecting the rules: the original trilogy, therefore, is about a man who made a choice to be evil that wasn’t really a choice, who, at the first realization that this was not in fact inevitable, turned from the dark side forever, and his son who makes a choice to abolish those assumptions and embraces his emotions and attachments as an integral part of the light side.

So look at this movie!! Look at this climax!!

This is a knight serving the Dark Side not because he was pushed into position over a couple of decades to think he had no other choice, but one who turned away from a stable home life - everything Anakin never had, the absence of which was an inseparable part of his becoming Sith - and chose the Dark Side because of what it was to him.  And a force-strong young woman actively using her anger and all the better able to access the light side of the force because of it, so much so that she can best this knight in battle!  The look on his face as he realizes how very much she is a force to be reckoned with!  This is absolutely new shit for Star Wars and I hope it continues down this new path.

Of course, knowing Luke almost certainly ended up clinging to older Jedi teaching - he’s shed his own earthly attachments at the sight of the failure of his new method to bring goodness into the world, which, nooo - and knowing even Anakin’s sacrifice was in vain, it’s going to be a rough “nothing ever ends” journey on the way there, but at the same time, I really want to see new avenues explored in Star Wars, and I have only seen The Force Awakens praised for living up to its predecessors - not for the actual new material we’re finally seeing in it.  And I’m really excited so far.

[frcdos]

anakin skywalker in episode III: revenge of the sith (2005)

[beybad]

[tomhiddletson]

                    “So this is how liberty dies. With thunderous applause.”

[mintfur5]

star wars: three generations of weird hairstyles

[belle453]

Enamor me <3

“Okay, I got one. If neither of us is engaged by the time we’re30, then we’ll date each other and give us a shot,” Gale offered leaningagainst the bar.

Madge rolled her eyes and said, “Come on, Hawthorne, you cando better than that.”

“What? We’ve been friends forever. Neither one of us hasever had any serious relationships; maybe we’re meant for each other,” Galeoffered.

“Aww, Gale, you’re so romantic. You really know how to sweepa girl off her feet.”

Now it was Gale’s turn to roll his eyes. “You know me,Madge. I can do the romantic, flower-giving, poem-writing, serenading fool. Youalso know I can do sexy,” he said giving her his best smolder, the kind thatwould put Flynn Rider to shame.

Madge wasn’t completely unaffected by it, she laughed tocover the heat that had begun to rise from the pit of her stomach. They’d been friends forever…why had theynever dated before? She was just beginning to realize they’d wasted yearsin fear of losing each other’s friendship.

“So, what do you say, princess?” he prodded calling her thenickname he’d given her when they’d first met, her freshman year of college.

Madge raised an eyebrow and clarified, “My 30?” He was twoyears older than her so she needed to clear that up.

“Your 30, of course,” he said closing the gap between themand running a finger down the side of her body, stopping at the hem of her shirt.He stared into her eyes rubbing the edge of her shirt between his index fingerand thumb.

“Katniss is coming this way,” Madge whispered turning awayfrom him. She knew if she stayed there another moment, then she’d be the one toclose the remaining final few inches between them. Not that she’d never thoughtabout Gale that way before, but he’d never even alluded to anything more thanfriendship.

He caught her wrist and insisted, “Yes or no?”

She jerked her wrist out of his grasp, smiled and whispered,“Yes. Thousand times yes.”

Katniss caught her in a hug immediately and said, “It’smidnight. Happy 30th birthday, Madge.” All their friends were thereto welcome Madge into her 30’s. She was the youngest one in the crew. She spentan hour being passed from one friend’s arms to another, having a shot here andthere, and just catching up.

“My turn,” Gale said, finally whisking her away from Thom’sarms and into his. He pulled her close to him and whispered, “Happy Birthday….” He raiseda questioning eyebrow as he finished with, “Girlfriend?”

Madge nodded finally closed the remaining few inches between themand kissed him. He pulled her even closer, deepening the kiss. Their lips partedto catch their breaths and Gale rested his forehead against hers. Madge peckedhis lips and said, “Thank you, boyfriend.”

Their friends cheered and said, “About time.”

[belle453]

Drink me!

Sitting alone at the bar, Gale ran his right index finger overthe rim of his whiskey shot. He picked up the glass and swooshed the goldliquid around almost bringing it to his lips. Alas, he didn’t…he put the glassback down and ran a finger over the rim again. He’d never been one to drink alone.

“You goin’ to drink that, sailor, or are ya jus’ goin’ tomake love to it all night?”

Like a true gentleman, Gale took off his hat and turned tothe woman who’d just taken the bar stool next to him. He smiled and said, “I’mgoing to drink it, mam.” He picked up his glass and finished the entire shot inone quick gulp.

He turned fully towards the blonde and his breath caught.She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was dressed in the moststunning red polka dot tea dress with a white belt that accentuated her smallwaist. His eyes roamed over her form…blonde hair falling in curls over hershoulders, black-tall heels, and sexy-long legs that looked miles high. Heraised an eyebrow at her and asked, “What’s a nice girl like you doing in aplace like this?”

The blonde motioned to the bartender, gaining his attentionimmediately, and without words pointed towards Gale’s glass and held up twofingers. Though the bar was crowded, two shots of whiskey arrived immediately.She raised her glass towards him and downed the shot even quicker than he had.

Gale smiled and raised his glass in a toast to her andfollowed suit. She immediately motioned to the bartender for two more shots. “What’syour name?” Gale asked in the deepest voice he could manage…smile lighting uphis face.

Instead of answering him, she asked, “You shipping out inthe morning with the rest of the bluejackets?”

“Is it that obvious?” Gale asked, smile all gone.

The blonde uncrossed her legs and then crossed them again.Their drinks arrived just in time since Gale’s mouth had gone dry. She leaned alittle towards him, giving him a good view of her cleavage and said in a sultryvoice, “You smell good…like a submarine. I always appreciate a man, who goesdown under.” She threw back another shot. She leaned forward again and ran afinger down his chest to his thighs and asked, “How many more drinks do I haveto buy you before you ask me back to your room?”

Gale threw back his drink and caught her hand, which now wascreeping up his thigh, making him very uncomfortable in the officer’s uniform, “Mam?”

She rolled her eyes and said, “You ship out in the morningso make the most of your last night on ground.” For full effect, she unbuttonedthe top button on her dress as she licked her lips. Gale stared at her lipsunable to move a muscle. The blonde stood up and kissed Gale on the mouth. “You’reno fun tonight.” She turned around and swayed out of the bar.

Gale quickly picked up his hat and rushed to follow her whenthe bartender called out to him, “Dr. Hawthorne, Mrs. Hawthorne forgot hercredit card again.”

Gale turned around to face the bartender, his cheeks alittle red, and said, “Damn it, Thom, not now.” He winked at his best friendand rushed out the door to follow his gorgeous wife dressed in the damndest sexiestdress he couldn’t wait to take off her.