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“We'll be Kings and Queens, Inej. Kings and Queens.”
characters belongs to @lbardugo
please do not repost my art without credits. (don’t repost on pinterest!)
Go read my new fic on Ao3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26618755. It is a 100 fan fiction about Clarke taking ALIE’s chip and nobody knows, so she goes with them to try and get Raven back. You can also read my other fics on the account tagged.
Chapter 8 is out!
what if Dean actually died in 13x05 advanced thanatology. sick & twisted I know, but think about it for a second— Billie needs him alive, we know this, but he’s dean winchester and she thinks he’s annoying so why not teach him a lesson? why not kill him, temporarily, and have him go a few days as a ghost? ghost dean has to watch sam realize his big brother is dead (again), and then he has to watch sam get a phone call and drive all night (with Dean’s body in the back seat) to go find— Cas?! cas, who is alive again, just as dean is dead again, because their lives are just so fucking convenient. basically, what I’m saying is
widower arc 2: widow edition
hi everyone, i am indeed working on this fic but life is hard so who knows when it will be done and anyway here is an excerpt. ghost dean :(
yes! this. this is the good shit.
reblog this if you want a LONG (or short) anonymous message saying what they think of you.
“I am a Winchester”
- Jack Kline -
Excerpt from my newest multi-chapter Dramione fic.
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Another half of a week in, Hermione finally says something. It was over breakfast that she decided to ask the question that has been bugging her ever since she saw him standing over her, looking humorously at the vase in hand.
“Why are you helping me?” She whispers, poking at her eggs with a fork. He looks up and frowns. “What do you mean?” He mutters. He seemed a bit surprised that she had said anything at all. She supposed she was too. But she just looks at him and raises an eyebrow.
“You know what I mean. We hated each other, why are you helping me?” She asks, more persistent now. They both ignore the way she talked about their hate in past tense. But it was true, at least on her side. She didn’t hate him. Not anymore.
He sighs and gives her a small shrug. “I don’t know, Granger. Maybe I was feeling particularly nice. And now I can’t exactly leave you here. You could combust any second”. She smiles slightly and nods.
“Okay”.
The answer wasn’t exactly helpful. All he truly did was dodge around the real reason with a few small truths. But she doesn’t bother with figuring it out. He’ll tell her eventually. They continue to eat in silence, but the air feels different. Lighter.
^ umm... yes. when can I read?
Monty: Do you ever think before you speak?
Jasper: Yes, I think, "haha that's funny", and then I say it.
Octavia: People who sleep without socks on make me worry
Bellamy: People who sleep WITH socks make me worry
Clarke: People who sleep are weird
Murphy: I was a sock once
Clarke: My stomach growled super loud in French class today.
Murphy: ...
Clarke: I would like to clarify my stomach did not speak French. I was in French class.
Murphy: bonjour
Clarke: ...
Murphy: le growl
Clarke: ...
Murphy: *laugh* hon hon hon feed me a baguette
Clarke: ... Why do I hang out with you?
Murphy: I don't know.
why cant we be like that? cause im yours
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27108874/chapters/66196396
Harry and Allie are in a secret relationship hidden within dark storage closets and closed doors. Only Kelly knows about them. What will happen when they arrive in New Ham? What's to say will happen to the two of them under the stress of running a town of high schoolers? Will they crack under the stress? Will there relationship be damaged in the process?
Read to find out.
Chapter 1 Now on Archive Of Our Own.
prompt 1360
Write a paragraph that starts with this sentence:
The dream was always the same.
The dream was always the same. At least, I always thought it was. It’s strange now, I could barely remember most of them the next morning. But I do know one thing that was always in the dream. My mother. My mother, Sarah Robinson died two years ago from breast cancer. Yet for some reason, she chose to haunt my dreams for the past four days. I woke up in cold sweat every night, haunted by something I couldn’t even remember. I can’t take it anymore. My mother is calling me. She’s calling me home. I’m sorry it was done like this, I really am. But the pain of knowing my own mother wanted to haunt me from beyond the grave is too much. There’s no point in fighting it now. It’s too far beyond control, I’ll be gone by the time you find me. Telling my mother I say hello.
Just started another new fic on ao3. Go here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26755843/chapters/65272576
to read it!
Maybe some form of mind control or hypnosis taking over a city. But nobody realizes it until its too late? Just an idea of something I was thinking of, but I'm a trash author so I found this.
Ok, it may be a little short, but here it is.
It all started 2 weeks ago. No one saw it coming. Maybe that was the point, if no sees it coming, then did it really happen? Mrs. Darcy at the local neighborhood market was the first to see it. She saw how different her block rival, Mr. March was acting. He even waved to her on his way out. She was the next to disappear.
Day by day, everyone seemed to disappear and then reappear the next day. No one saw it, no one even thought to think of something like this happening. Their town was safe, everyday was like the next. It was always supposed to be normal here, so why did it have to change? That was what went through peoples heads when they realized what was happening, at least the little amount of people who did see it. They were gone the next day as well.
That was when people started to grow fearful, they then knew something was going on. Their neighbors or friends would act strange for days, then disappear without so much of a word. They were fearful of information, you see. They didn't want to learn things, in fear of learning too much and disappearing wordlessly like the ones they held dearest to them.
What was the scariest was there were some where you didn't know who was taken. Every single person you let into your home or your place of work could be there to destroy you just like anyone else could.
And there was no stopping it. You could run, and you could hide, but no matter where you went... they would always find you.
Until there is no one left.
Go read my new fic on Ao3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26618755. It is a 100 fan fiction about Clarke taking ALIE’s chip and nobody knows, so she goes with them to try and get Raven back. You can also read my other fics on the account tagged.