I'm proud of us

Ello, I'm Amber. I live the fandom life and do fanart. If you see anything you like, let me know. If you want art for any of the fandoms you find on my page, drop me a line.

[bluefire986]

Ship Tag Game

I got tagged by the lovely @takaraphoenix (not really, but I want to play!)

Rules: without naming them, post a gif of ten of your favorite ships (any media) and tag as many people as possible to do the same!

I am tagging @coricomile @midnightsilver @masoena and anyone else who wants to do this <3

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Third Round of Claims NOW OPEN

You can still claim a story if you haven't picked a prompt. If you have claimed a story or two but would like another please fill out the form below! If you haven't signed up but would like to claim a story, please feel free to look over the rules and then submit a claims form for a prompt at this time!

Story Summaries can be found here.

The claims form can be found here.

Claims will be first come, first served. You or your poxy must have your username, email, and at least one (1) choice, though there is room for five (5).

The prompts we have left

Per-series boys getting together and continuing to talk once Sam is at Stanford

Organized Crime AU, where the boys are raised apart

The boys piss off a Fertility Goddess and Sam ends up pregnant and the boys deal with their emotions with one another

A retelling of the show with the boys having matching Big/LIttle Brother necklaces instead of the Samulet

Mated boys with Omega Deana and Alpha Sam dealing with betrayal, loneness, and unresolved feelings of hurt

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Just two stories left!!!

Prompt 6: Brothers Sun  Summary: Sam and Dean are brought up separately. Mary took Sam when he was just four years old and raised him in the city of San Francisco while John and Dean ran an organized crime family in Chicago. Mary holds a secret to the power John wields and that's why she's hidden away. Then something happens and Dean has to come in search of Sam. Dean knew about Sam but Sam didn't know about Dean. Shenanigans ensue.

Prompt 18: Broken Trust  Summary: After discovering Dean’s betrayal, Sam walks out on the omega, needing time to come to terms with what his mate has done. Feeling the loss of his alpha, Dean tries to bury himself in a case, only to come face-to-face with Sam when he arrives in Lily Dale. So many questions are raised when they see each other after being separated. Can they find a way to work together and solve the case? Is their bond broken or just buried under unresolved feelings of hurt and betrayal? How can Sam see past his anger and forgive Dean when the trust between them has been broken? Can Dean win back Sam’s trust? In the end, one thing is certain, buried under all the hurt and anger are two hearts calling out to each other. (Author’s Notes: This is a work of fiction loosely based on Supernatural season 7, episode 3 - The Girl Next Door and Supernatural season 7 episode 7 - The Mentalists. While this story shares some of the same elements from these episodes, this is not a direct retelling of them, but my creative telling of the events set in an alternative universe.)

Please share so can find them an awesome home!

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safe waters

Happy Holidays! This is my contribution to @jalecsquad's 2023 Jalec Secret Santa. For @bluefire986, I hope you enjoy this! I tried to make it all sweet and angsty for you.

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“Wherever we are, we are as one.”

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“Jace, come on,” Alec urged his parabatai towards his bedroom, throwing a cautious glance behind them to ensure no one was watching. If word got around that Alec Lightwood was keeping his parabatai from medical treatment, the mistrust would become rife before he even had a chance to explain. Idrisian politics ran Institutes, and theirs was no exception.

Alec shouldered the bedroom door open and pushed Jace inside, as gently as he could. The second they were away from prying eyes, Alec strode towards his parabatai and drew him into a fierce hug. “You’re okay,” Alec promised, gripping the back of Jace’s head like he could physically meld their bodies together if only he held on tight enough. “You’re safe. I promise I won’t let them near you.”

Jace uncharacteristically whimpered, and pushed further into Alec’s embrace. Alec could feel tears staining the fabric of his t-shirt, but he didn’t care. Jace needed him. As he held his parabatai, the moment everything went wrong on their mission played like a broken record through his head, over and over. If only he'd been paying enough attention.

Like two hearts on fire, Jace and Alec ripped through the cemetery, dispatching a herd of Forsaken with ease. Fighting side by side, they were one. Alec felt at peace knowing Jace was with him, and he could admit that he felt the most connected to his parabatai when they were fighting together. Jace would insist that they were the closest when they were taking each other apart slowly, stifling moans in the privacy of one of their bedrooms, but Alec couldn’t agree. In battle, their hearts beat as one.

“Yo, Alec, behind you!” Jace shouted, and Alec whirled around just in time to miss one of the Forsaken trying to shove a clawed hand into the meat of his arm. He pulled his seraph blade from its holster and ran the Forsaken through, smirking when it collapsed to the ground, dead. Alec turned back to his parabatai, about to issue a thank-you, when Jace screamed.

One of the Forsaken had him pinned to the ground, and Alec realised the cause of his distress almost immediately; two of his fingers were bent backwards at an unnatural angle, clearly broken. Rushing forward, Alec dispatched the Forsaken and dropped to his knees at Jace’s side.

“Parabatai! You okay?”

Jace didn’t respond, other than letting out a cry of pain as he folded in on himself and began to sob. Alec brushed a shaking hand over his parabatai’s shoulders, his heart thundering in his ears. “Jace…what’s wrong?” He had known Jace to take a seraph blade to the stomach without making a sound before. To hear him crying over a couple of broken fingers was nothing short of terrifying.

“D-Dad…” Jace choked out, and Alec’s heart sank. He wrapped his arms around his parabatai in a fierce embrace, trying to communicate love-safety-home through the steady pulse of their bond. He felt Jace begin to tremble in his arms, evolving into full-blown shudders the longer they sat, until he was shaking like a leaf in the wind. Alec tried hard to keep his own emotions in check as he held his parabatai close, whispering reassurances into his ear. Of everyone in their lives, he was the only one that knew the truth about Jace's father.

A difficult midnight talk came back to Alec in a rush; he remembered Jace drifting his fingers over the keys of the piano in the supply room and recounting learning how to play with his father. The man broke one of Jace's fingers every time he made a mistake. The memory churned sour in Alec’s stomach, and he swallowed hard against the onslaught of emotion. He wanted to kill Michael Wayland for ever hurting his parabatai.

“Don't - Don't let them treat me,” Jace implored, lifting one hand to Alec’s cheek, digging his nails into the other boy’s skin. His golden eyes were wild, desperate. “Don't let them touch me, please.”

Alec nodded quickly, covering Jace's hand with his own and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I won’t, I promise.” He could guess why Jace didn’t want anyone at the infirmary to touch his broken fingers, and he would keep him safe from the entire world if he had to.

Jace buried his face in Alec’s chest once more, and Alec felt his heart break for him. Jace was the strongest person he knew, and Alec was sure that seeing him break down like this and not being able to take his pain away was one of the worst things he would ever feel. Alec closed his eyes against the gutwrenching sobs his parabatai was letting out, and sent a prayer up to the Angel; for security, and peace.

Alec was startled out of his thoughts by the telltale creak of his bed, and he turned to see Jace collapse on top of the covers. He wasn't asleep, not yet, but Alec could tell he was beyond exhausted. It took the better part of an hour for him to calm down, and their slow progress back to the Institute meant it was an hour after that before they arrived home. His parabatai wasn't crying anymore, but the emptiness in his eyes was almost worse.

Alec hesitated, dreading his next words. The last thing he wanted to do was cause his parabatai more pain. “Jace…I have to set your fingers.”

To his surprise, there was no protest. Instead, Jace turned to face his parabatai and offered his hand without a word. Alec’s breath caught in his throat at the obvious display of trust. He took Jace’s hand gingerly, feeling for the first broken joint.

“Okay,” Alec murmured, “This is going to hurt, but after I set the fingers, I can apply an iratze and they'll heal.” Jace didn't respond, his hand limp in Alec’s. His eyes were barely open, and the only indication he gave of having heard Alec was a small, delayed sound of assent.

Taking a deep breath for the both of them, Alec took Jace's first broken finger between his and bent it back into place as fast as he could. Jace let out a loud whimper and opened his eyes wide, tearing up again. The look on his face was cautious, but still content; he trusted Alec. The weight of his faith settled like a hot coal in Alec’s stomach, and he swallowed hard.

Alec reached forward and ran his hand through his parabatai’s hair, trying to offer as much comfort as he could to remind him that he wasn't back in Michael Wayland’s care. He doubted the man ever gave Jace any comfort, or love. “Just one more,” he told Jace kindly.

Alec grasped Jace's last broken finger in his palm and set it as quickly as he could, trying hard to ignore Jace's wince and the full-body flinch that accompanied the movement. Alec quickly pulled out his stele and traced an iratze over Jace's knuckles, watching as the bruises and scrapes from their Forsaken fight disappeared under the burn of the rune.

Jace let out a shaky sigh when the damage was healed and the pain eased, a raw relief settling on his face. He blinked back a few stray tears and reached for Alec in an uncharacteristic display of vulnerability. His heart filling with love for his parabatai, Alec returned the embrace as hard as he could, holding Jace like he could somehow take all of the trauma of his past away through sheer will alone. Jace tilted his head upwards and brushed a kiss against Alec’s lips, communicating without words his feelings about his parabatai. It was a silent Stop blaming yourself and Alec knew it. Alec tangled his hands in Jace’s hair and kissed him too, strongly. I will always have your back.

“Thank you,” Jace said, too exhausted to specify the gratitude, but Alec knew what he was saying. The gentle thrum of their bond was all the words they needed.

“Always, parabatai.” And Alec knew with his whole heart that there was nothing he meant more.

[bluefire986]

Parabatai Oath

Title: Parabatai Oath Recipient: @kimannebb Art: Ao3 | Live Journal Fandom(s) Shadowhunters Characters/Pairings: Jace Herondale/Alec Lightwood Rating: PG

Summary: Entreat me not to leave thee, Or return from following after thee— For whither thou goest, I will go, And where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.

[bluefire986]

Hey there, this is your Secret Santa for the Jalec exchange 🎅🎄

I loved your list of preferences and I'm already thinking up a present to go with them! I wanted to ask if you liked fics that featured nightmares, and what timeline you prefer? (Pre-canon, post-canon, canon adjacent, etc.)

Feel free to give me any other details about likes and preferences while you're at it :)

Thanks for your help! Looking forward to writing for you, and happy holidays early if you're celebrating 🎁🎄

- Your Secret Santa

Hello! Ohhh nightmares are always fun! All the angst that goes with them is so sweet. I am cool with any time. I love the backstory of Jace and Alec, I love them most of the time in canon on the show (I haven’t read the books yet). I have enjoyed reading the fics about what could have happened once the show ends. Like I said on the form, I just like all the angst and hurt/comfort... However, I think sometimes people forget the comfort, which is always the nice part. Our boys deserve all the love! <3 I can’t wait to see!!!!!

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Oop! Jason has some balls telling that to Alfred. [Red Hood and the Outlaws #25, 2018]

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“Alfred said chocolate was your favorite”

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Titans by Travis Moore

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✌️

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Titans United: Bloodpact #6 - “Final Reckoning” (2023)

written by Cavan Scott art by Lucas Meyer & Tony Avina

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I think Dick’s brain would be the best sample to dissect to see the long term after effects of villain toxins. He joined the scene since he was like 8/9 and has been in it non-stop. His pre-pubescent brain literally developed alongside continuous exposure to different strains of joker venom, fear toxin, ivy pollen, other poisons etc. Sometimes I see fics just casually drop a “Dick has developed a particular immunity to that strain of toxin” with no further explanation and it’s like holy shit this has literally been almost his entire LIFE. Like to the point his physical body developed immunity ?

Very interesting if you ignore how horrifying it is lol.

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New drinking game. Take a shot every time Dick gets hit in the head or falls unconscious.

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Uh oh. We're wasted.

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Titans #2 variant cover by Doc Shaner

[bluefire986]

Raven

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Lmaoo

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It's disrespectful

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This is SPECTACULARLY done

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I feel called out

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This is so sweet. I hope they have a long life together.

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Honestly looks like Jared tries to hook Jensen in by the back of his neck for a kiss and then remembers that they're in front of people.

Update: And then the way Jensen shuts his eyes and holds him all tight and close, like IMAGINING Jared had kissed him.

THE EYE FUCKING

Omg, that tongue out. Phwoar. Legit looks like Jensen is on Spring break, participated in a wet T-Shirt contest (that Jared was of course there to watch and enjoy) and Jensen is now going to chug at least one - or both - of those bottles and make some very bad decisions involving Jared.