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fascinating new thing (you delight me)
Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | teen+ | ~900 words | AO3 link
“Did you really eat a live duck?”
Derek bares his teeth, a smirk teasing the corners of his mouth, and asks, “Are you sure you want to know?”

I blame Tumblr, and the 10 things au that exists. I posted most of this there on my account and, uh, this version mostly just adds some tragic to the end to complete it.

"That guy? I heard he ate a live duck once."
"Everything but the beak and the feet. Clearly he’s a solid investment."

“Did you really eat a live duck?” )
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Navigating living in the same small town as the ex you're definitely still in love with: a guide to fixing what once was broken

(Sorta a sequel mix to It's Easy to Fall in Love)

Alex Lloyd Black the Sun
Old Man Canyon The Road
Allie Moss Dig With Me
Milky Chance Stolen Dance
Coldplay Fix You
Mumford & Sons
After the Storm
Grizfolk Waiting for You
Vance Joy
Mess is Mine
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like running with a blindfold
Duke Crocker/Nathan Wuornos | Haven | teen+ | ~700 words | AO3 link
Dru tries not to mess with him, she does, but Nathan’s temper always brings out the worst in her. She can never quite help the smirk that curls her lips upward or the tease that turns her tone flirtingly mean. “Nathan,” she acknowledges, with a little tip of her trucker cap. “I came back for the funeral.” 

This was a rough fic to post as abandoned, because I want to finish it SO BADLY. I might eventually come back to it, but I need to let it go for now & having it sitting in my wip folder is so distracting.

I messed with the canon timeline a little I think. Or, at least, I didn't bother to check when Simon Crocker died and I'm sure he died long before Duke/Dru and Nathan's fight. (...Though tbh what I've read more recently says canon doesn't even know when Simon Crocker died so who fucking knows)

Title comes from "Tightrope" by Illy, which obviously reminds me of Duke/Nathan quite a lot

Dru rolls back into town on a clear Wednesday morning. )
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I kinda feel like being on Tumblr has made me forget how to blog properly? Like, it's so easy to just reblog everyone else's content that I got lazy about producing my own. And, I mean, then  Iaccidentally ended up with too many mutuals who were from my real life & don't understand fandom/shipping at all, which made it awkward to be myself bout fandom stuff. So pretty much i'm going back through my old posts on LJ and Tumblr because one is all locked up & the other is a fucking mess and I can't find anything on it, and I'm moving the stuff I still like here. It's kinda helping me recalibrate I think? 

But yeah, this is a roundabout way of saying that I just found a really old inception headcanon from, like, Feb of 2011 and it was flawless ok it was perfect.

So Garth Nix wrote this excellent 7 book series called Keys to the Kingdom. I've only met one other person who's read it and also seen Inception, but look. It's essentially set on a vaguely futuristic earth with superior medical treatments which could feasibly be a universe where dreamsharing could be developing/developed.

And the main character is this boy called Arthur Penhaligon.

Arthur P is baby Arthur.

[And ok huge spoilers for the KttK series from here on out] )
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we’re staring at the sun
oh my own voice
cannot save me now
standing in the sea
it’s just one more breath
and then I’ll go down

Oh oh, wait, I want to talk about this moment a bit too. Because I think, in this moment, Duke and Nathan could have reconciled. Nathan faced Duke's mortality for the first time and he realised that, no matter what he might say, no matter what he might try to convince himself of, he didn't want Duke to die.

He knows that Audrey went to tell Duke about the baby and he knows Duke is probably reeling from that and from his almost-death and, for the first time in years (months??? Haven's timeline is baffling), he goes to Duke because he's scared and he's worried and because he loves Duke. And Duke chooses to push him away instead.

Look at the middle row of photos! Look at how much pain is in Duke's expression when he sees Nathan outside. Look at how he steels himself to do it. You can see the exact moment he makes the decision not to let Nathan back in.

I don't think that's because he doesn't want them to reconcile, because it clearly hurts him to do it and it hurts how easily Nathan lets himself be pushed. I think he is feeling too bruised and hurt and raw to hide how deeply this has effected him, and Duke operates with a mask. He hates the idea of Nathan seeing him so clearly. I think he doesn't want Nathan coming to him out of pity now and then regretting it later. And part of it is also that he's still just as angry at Nathan as Nathan is at him.
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Sometimes I think about the fact that Nathan held Duke's daughter who he will never get to hold himself. do u ever cry

And then I think about the kidfic alternative that starts with Audrey being right. Where, in fact, Jean being held by her father renews him and saves them both. Where they can't be separated at all for months, because every time it weakens Duke all over again. Where Duke gets to keep the baby he never knew he always wanted.

Duke’s pale and sickly again when Nathan finally manages to get further than the patch of grass outside the hospital entrance. Jean is in one of the hospital cribs, so close that Duke can comfortably lie with an arm hanging off his bed so she can grip one of his fingers.

Nathan stops in the doorway, awkward. He doesn’t—he shouldn’t have come. He tried not to, but he’s not used to Duke hurt, not when isn’t Nathan who put the cuts and bruises on his skin.

“They tried to take her away,” Duke says. His mouth twitches into a half-hearted, deprecating smile. Nathan stares at the tiny hand clasping Duke’s left thumb with baby tenacity so he doesn’t have to look at Duke, at the strands of silver by Duke’s temples, at the surprised softness that keeps creeping into the way Duke looks at him.

Nathan’s not used to that anymore, doesn’t know what to do with Duke when he’s not teasing or taunting or smirking his way out of trouble, so it’s easier to look away and pretend nothing’s changed.

Everything is though. Changing. Ever since Audrey arrived.

It’s been years since the last time Nathan was able to look at Duke without resentment and hurt clouding his vision; now though, surrounded by beeping medical equipment and whitewashed walls, and increasingly since Audrey arrived, he’s struggling to ignore the concern-fear-relief that curl around his mind like soft white lining around the edges of a steel grey sky.

“Audrey thinks she’s keeping me alive,” Duke says.

Duke had never wanted kids, back when they were friends, and he was never good with (enamoured by) them the way Nathan is, but he says, soft, thoughtful, “I would have kept her anyway.”

Nathan doesn’t know Duke as well as he used to.

And no matter how much Duke wants to keep Jean, he doesn't know what to do with her. And he tries to move her onto the boat with him. And Nathan is just disgusted by it, but the only options are in a boat or above a bar, and he cannot have that.

So he clears out his old study that's more of a tornado of papers than anything and fills it up with baby things and moves Duke and Jean in with him, because Duke and Audrey are just as bad as each other.

After a day, Duke calls him the baby whisperer. After a week, he stares at Nathan rocking Jean to sleep and says avidly, “Can I keep you?”

There’s a warm, coiling sexuality to it, the way there always is with Duke, and it makes Nathan press his lips together irritably because Duke could have kept him years ago if he’d wanted to. He obviously hadn’t.

But then the intimacy of suddenly living with his ex again, the one he is still desperately in love with despite everything that's happened, and of raising this little girl together like a family is just too much, and he has started to fall in love with Audrey besides and is so confused about everything and it is the worst. 

And then idk ot3 babyrearing & everything is sunshine.

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I've seen people talking about the last screenshot on Tumblr a bit, but I’m almost at the end of a marathon of LoK and i was surprised at how often (and how early on) Korra is associated with the bi colours. The rest of the pics are just a few examples from Book 2 (from Beginnings & A New Spiritual Age respectively), but there are so many more. Every part of animation is painstakingly crafted, and this happens too frequently to be anything but deliberate.

It's particularly noticeable when you compare the colouring of LoK to that of AtLA. LoK is specifically, repeatedly emphasising a colour palette that isn't used in the same way or degree in AtLA. which means it is meaningful to Korra, not to the Avatar universe. 
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they cannot feel the same
(cos they don’t have it)
so i prefer two flavours
rather than just one
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People saying that women’s teams couldn’t beat men’s teams pisses me off so much. Not because it’s necessarily untrue (a high level USA women’s team has played against a men’s college (?) team and lost, if I’m remembering correctly) but because the resources available to men’s hockey are SUBSTANTIALLY greater. Particularly as you go further up the chain. Compare the men's & women's Olympic teams (for America/Canada, since I don't really known about the state of women’s hockey in other countries).

The men are, generally, already playing full seasons of professional hockey. They are paid highly to do it (no other job required = more time to play), they have trainers and coaches for every facet of their game/fitness, their equipment is free whether it’s coming from the organisation they play for or a company that is sponsoring them. They have every possible resource they could need to reach their peak skill level.

The women’s teams though, if they’re even playing pro hockey, are unpaid. They are studying and/or working full time in addition to playing. They have limited resources, the best coaches/trainers are likely to get snapped up by men’s teams who can afford to pay them more, and the cost of what equipment they have is much more likely to come out of their own pockets.

Like, if men outplay women it has NOTHING to do with the intrinsic level of competency that can be attributed them as men/women. No. It has to do with the opportunities afforded to men to improve their skill that are NOT afforded to women.

(ie. I have a lot of feelings about women playing hockey.)


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