It’s fall! The air is crisp!! I’m writing an AU vaguely based on Practical Magic!!!!
“So to keep yourself from falling in love, you're…casting a spell to…find love?” Sam says, her face twisted up in confusion as Lena wanders the garden gathering the herbs she needs. It’s dark outside, and they’re darting between shadows – the garden is here for the kitchen staff to pick fresh ingredients from, and the last time Lillian found her snipping rosemary she was confined to her room for two months.
“I’m calling for a true love,” Lena clarifies. “Amas Veritas. I’m binding myself to a person that doesn’t exist.”
“How do you know they don’t exist?”
“They can’t. No person can fit all my criteria. And if they don’t exist, I can never fall in love.”
Honestly think siren au is a new level for you. The economy with which you established the setting was amazing
Thank you so much!!! It’s such a little nugget of a fic but for the first time my over-wordy ass wrote it and didn’t think it needed anything else, haha. I was happy with it the way it was! I am learning SUCCINCTNESS (I say while shielding my WIP folder from view)
You know when you get a story stuck so far in your brain and it won’t leave and let you write anything else until you get it all down?
These two needed to have hatesex and then begrudgingly fall in love SO badly that it clawed its way out of me. I even made a moodboard
“No matter how desperate I get,” Shadowheart says through gritted teeth, “I’m not that desperate.”
But her body is betraying her. It’s responding to Lae'zel’s suggestion, rising like a well-stoked fire, and Lae'zel lowers herself to the ground near Shadowheart’s feet. Shadowheart’s legs part in an instinct so bone-deep that she can’t stop it before Lae'zel is filling the space.
“Give in to your desires, istik. Submit to me. In my experience,” Lae'zel says, crawling slowly up Shadowheart’s willing body, “the hatred will only make it sweeter.”
And then Shadowheart is being kissed so thoroughly that she forgets her own name.
OR
Shadowheart doesn’t know much about her past, or her future, or even who she is beyond what Shar asks of her. But she knows one thing. She hates Lae'zel. She hates her so much that the gith hardly leaves her mind, and there’s nothing that could possibly change that.
A tale of misplaced hatred, building trust, and finding new purpose.
It can be hard to use the weekend to relax when there’s a world out there in constant need of saving. Luckily Kara knows exactly how to take Lena’s mind off work (and drop it right into the gutter).
A most excellent lesson in self-defense à la Agent Gracie Hart.
Friendly reminder that Miss Congeniality featured a practical self-defense lesson in the middle of a Hollywood movie while also dealing with with issues of sexual assault and victim blaming, dismantling the myth that all feminists need to look and act a certain way, featuring women of color in the pageant without it being any kind of issue, and bringing in an awesome female villain because women can be any kind of character thank you very much.
Though I do agree, Astarion takes over the spotlight a little too often
Other than Shadow'zel, the main ones I like are Wyll/Gale, Wyll/Astarian, and Karlach/Shadowheart
I DO believe in a Karlach/Shadowheart/Lae’zel power throuple, but in this fic I put Karlach with Tav because it felt right lmao. But I’m sure those boys are definitely getting up to a little something something as well
