#wws fanfic

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Shameless self-rec | West Side Story

It's my birthday today so I'm going to take the opportunity to self-rec two fics that I'm incredibly proud of but that are also incredibly self-indulgent. They're both West Side Story, both Riff/Tony, one more explicit than the other.

They're also the two fics that got me back into writing again, so I feel like that should mean something.

and

Enjoy :)

[nell0-0]

Twilight, buddy, not sure how your wolf form would have helped against that, but you do you

A continuation of this that I just couldn't get outta my head

Wild is connecting some dots, oop-

[preseriesdean]

if you don’t mind me asking, could you share some of your favorite fanfics or authors? thanks ❤️

oh hi hello!! yes of course!! i actually haven't read any spn fic in a while but i have spent a lot of time organizing my bookmarks. i'm going to assume that you meant samdean fic but i'll add a few non-samdean ones at the end.

authors!

@zmediaoutlet (deadlybride on ao3)

candle_beck (ao3)

@goshen-applecrumbledore (ao3)

whereupon (livejournal)

Linden (ao3)

sevenfists (ao3)

there are so many more great authors but these came to mind :)

fics!

i am going to list my forever-favorites first - the ones i would recommend to anyone and everyone, screaming-from-the-rooftops kind of love - and then many many more under the cut.

beloved by urchinesque (2016, 1.9k, NR, warning: death) It might be the gentlest thing that's ever happened to them.

in my opinion everyone should read this once. it's quick. they die. it's-- happy, somehow. beautiful. i think about it all the time.

Last Day on Earth by candle_beck (2009, 10.8k, E) A list of things to do if you only have one day to live, presented in inconvenient non-list form.

last year my best friend and i were pondering which fic felt quintessential to samdean for us and somehow settled on this one. i still agree with the choice.

Odysseus, American by coyotesuspect (2010, 10k, M) Dean finds Peter O'Toole's recording of the Odyssey in a bin marked “Audio" in Casa Grande's only used bookstore. The place smells like cigarette smoke and old books, and it reminds him of Sam. Stanford era.

my favorite stanford era fic. i think it captures dean's loneliness and desperation beautifully.

A man with his insides out and his outsides off by britomart_is (2016, 5.3k, E, time travel, underage) They say there are only two stories in the world: man goes on a journey, and stranger comes to town.

another fic i want everyone to read. it's so short and feels like a novel. sam is messed up and dean is in love and everything is miserable.

Breathing Hard by whereupon (2009, 9k, E) The day Dean figures it out.

this is so simple and yet-- everything to me. i can't think about dinosaurs without thinking about this fic, which doesn't tell you much, but you'll see. sometimes this is really all you need.

The Last Outpost of All That Is by gekizetsu (2008, 59k, E) The world ends while they’re asleep.

this fic has stayed with me my whole life. i thought about it even during my years away from spn and fandom entirely. they're alone and you don't know why and they build their life together and you end up wondering, is this hell or heaven? whenever i come across a screenshot of the last couple of paragraphs i want to cry.

see things so much clearer by deadlybride (2020, 11.7k, E) Sam's been acting oddly. Dean learns how to use the history on an internet browser and finds out why.

this is a fic that hits the spot for me personally so well. another favorite preseries fic. i love the idea of sam using livejournal, and of dean finding out this way.

Stay The Distance by lazy_daze (2011, 24k, E) Sam is dependent on Dean's touch and closeness after the wall falls - Dean's presence reminds him of why he chose to wake up, and keeps the memories at bay, allowing Sam to function.

i love enmeshment, and i love that here it's literal. i love that they're just sort of fine with it.

more fics below!

in absolutely no particular order whatsover. please check the warnings and tags on these before reading!

Recall by De_Nugis (2012, 6.3k, E) Sam's having a hard time telling what's real and what isn't, especially when it comes to some voicemails from Dean.

Living in god's blind spot by applecrumbledore (2022, 25k, E) Of all the situations Dean didn’t need his dad to see him in, ‘getting off to being pushed around by a guy’ was in the top three. And ‘a guy’ was a massive glossing-over of reality. Any guy—any other guy—would be bad enough, but Sam was fucking cataclysmic.

Almost At Home by balefully (2008, 24.3k, E) Sam graduates from high school in early June in rural Tennessee. He and Dean start the summer with an all-nighter of celebration; the day after, while both fight hangovers, John calls to assign them their first hunt by themselves.

they said it was the fall of man by jukeboxhound (2016, 7.4k, M) Sam gets his soul back on a Monday.

When I Fall Asleep It Is Your Eyes That Close by britomart_is (2009, 1.9k, E) Post-Season Two. Sam is alive. Dean is happy.

Life As We Know It by sevenfists (2007, 13.7k, M, curtain fic) On the morning that Sam woke up, Dean ran five red lights on the way to the hospital, his half-empty coffee cup sloshing in the holder.

tied up like two ships by orphan_account (2014, 3.1k, E) Dean liked to hold hands.

Gospel Truth by Cerberuss (2020, 15.2k, E, case fic) ‘DOES YOUR BROTHER KNOW THAT YOU WANT HIM?’ Individually placed letters, bold and tinged brown with the weather. Sam can’t look away and he prays, dream dream dream.

Buy You A Mockingbird by candle_beck (2011, 10.3k, M, underage, outsider pov) A genuine horror story.

because you want to die for love by hathfrozen (2021, 27.3k, E) Sam and Dean settle into their Heaven—and into each other, too.

the constant vow by deadlybride (2022, 119k, E, fem dean-ish) They've just finished up a pretty standard job and are killing time in snowy Wisconsin when Dean wakes up no longer looking like Dean. That's just the start of their problems.

This Fortress Made of Us by mickeym (2009, 10.8k, E) Sam really didn't do very well without his brother. Coda for Mystery Spot.

State of Love and Trust/As I Busted Down the Pretext by cormallen (2010, 2.9k, M) When you know exactly what your brother's thinking, there are some chances you just don't take.

Quiet with the Rain by Linden (2014, 5.3k, T) Dean can spot an undercover cop at thirty paces, a hooker at twenty, and rims that will match his baby's at ten. But the fact that his little brother is in love with him—that, he can't see worth a damn.

have a cigar by deadlybride (2020, 5.6k, E) What happened with Andy and Ansem unsettles Sam. Dean doesn't seem worried.

Heart Shaped Balloon by winsive (2022, 18.5k, E, underage) Sam and Dad are fighting. No surprise, but it's the weekend before Valentine's Day and Dean isn't missing out on the chance to bang a cheerleader just to console his bratty little brother. He does bring back a heart shaped balloon for him, though. It's not supposed to be cursed.

Bare by gracerene (2022, 2.2k, T) Of all the things Dean hasn't done before, Sam never expected something as innocuous as skinny dipping to be on the list.

Speechless by candle_beck (2008, 11.2k, T, case fic) Dean loses his voice and their rapport is only moderately impaired.

Like It Was Yesterday by nomelon (2014, 4.9k, T, fem dean, amnesia) Sam can't remember a time when Dean wasn't there. Dean is always with him. Sam's whole life, there's never been anyone else.

Like a Ghost with Two Voices by Dyed_Red (2022, 46k, E) To cure Dean from the Mark of Cain, Sam has to let Dean, in all his demonic glory, possess him for 28 days. It goes about as well as expected.

Breathe You In (Choke You Down) by orphan_account (2021, 5.9k, E, pwp) Dean really likes the way Sam smells.

lost in yesterday by margaryes (2023, 1k, NR, john pov) John hasn’t seen his youngest son in 18 months.

Unraveling by Linden (2017, 855 words, E) No, he’d said, the first time Sammy had tried to kiss him, sixteen and half-drunk and stupidly beautiful, even though he’d wanted so badly to say yes.

pack up the moon by deathdreamt (2021, 5.9k, T, pre-slash) Sam storms back out from their room, his backpack on and his duffel hanging off his shoulder and isn’t it kind of tragic that his whole life fits in two bags. He looks suddenly much younger than he is, eyes shining. John is back at his guns, whiskey at his elbow, and Dean can hardly believe how rapidly his life is cracking down the centre.

Yesterday, minnesota by applecrumbledore (2022, 30k, E, case fic) Any initial awkwardness filtered away over a hundred miles of highway as Sam thumbed through the missing witch’s diary again. Some people had secret coke habits or secret second wives, and some people had passionate, pitch black, no-kissing sex with a family member every four to six months and never talked about it. You had to find ways to cope.

All Heartless Spectres, Happiness by orphan_account (2021, 5.6k, E) Lisa Braeden receives an email with the subject line, "You Deserve to Know." It contains a single video file and nothing else. (soulless sam)

The Palm Oasis by fictionallemons (2022, 12.3k, E, underage) John strands Dean and Sam at a middle-of-nowhere motel while he investigates possible demon omens in Arizona. The place is nothing to write home about, but at least it has a pool. Dean resolves to think of this as a vacation for him and his studious little brother, but when their money runs out sooner than expected, he considers turning tricks at a nearby truck stop so he can feed Sam.

Other Brothers by homo_pink (2020, 7k, M, underage, outsider pov) A callow boy can go from infancy to someone’s lover in the space of two wildflower summers.

Leader of the Pack by astolat (2007, 14.9k, E) Teaching old dogs new tricks.

Underground Wires by eggnogged (2012, 15.8k, E, fem sam, underage) It’s hard enough being a teenage girl even without all the extra crap: they move around all the time, her family is as far removed from normal as it’s possible to get, and she’s in love with her older brother. Sam has no control on any of it, she’s just trying to stay afloat.

Multitude of Sins by Linden (2015, 4.4k, T, outsider pov) Every now and again, Jim Murphy would look up from his altar and find the Winchester boys at the back of his church.

Like Arrows in the Hands of a Warrior by ADeedWithoutaName (2018, 10.3k, E, underage, dub con-ish, john pov) John Winchester loves his boys, and would take a bullet for either of them. He knows that he's doing it right, the way he's raising them, the things he's teaching them. Not every problem, however, has an easy answer. Like what to do after an incubus case in which their target got his pollen all over both of John's sons.

You Can't Lose What You Never Had by nigeltde (2016, 5.6k, E) You can't spend what you ain't got, and you can't lose what you ain't never had.

Flagstaff by Linden (2014, 7.3k, T, pre-slash, john pov) John tracked Sam down in Flagstaff, four days after he got home to find him gone.

I'll take my chance on a beautiful stranger by fleshflutter (2007, 3.8k, M, outsider pov) If Chase were a better friend, he might try to end the game now, before Brendan loses even more money. But if Brendan is a dick at Stanford, it’s nothing compared to how he is on break.

Cupid's Got A Gun by geckoholic (2012, 13.5k, E, non-con) Fuck-or-die, set in early S4. But they've been fucking for years, so that shouldn't be a problem, right? Wrong. Ever since hell, Dean's in no hurry to get that show on the road again.

Someone Else's Blood by sevenfists (2006, 6.7k, E) The first time, of course, was an accident. (pretend dating)

How Many Floors to Realize by lazy_daze (2009, 26k, E, swesson) AU from the end of It's A Terrible Life, in which Zachariah decides to keep stringing them along a little while longer, because damn if they aren't somewhat entertaining, right?

Worthless cartography by applecrumbledore (2022, 15.6k, E) Dean didn’t know what finally made him go for it. The djinn’s dream was a catalyst, but the call was coming from inside the house, and he’d been letting it ring for a very, very long time. (They get one night together right before Sam is taken to Cold Oak. Dean has to deal with that.)

The Space Between Sense and Memory by orphan_account (2021, 4.8k, T) There are a hundred unwritten rules on all the acceptable ways brothers should touch each other. There are hardly any ways at all to break them. Or; five times they follow the rules and one time they don’t.

Ions in the Ether by nigeltde (2019, 10.9k, E, case fic) When was the last time you trusted happy.

Crossed Wires by rivkat (2015, 10.9k, E) Dean thinks Sam is dead.

Crown and Anchor Me (or let me sail away) by Sena (2010, 23.7k, E, underage) Sam Winchester is fifteen years old, at yet another new high school in yet another state, he doesn't get along with his distant, distracted father, he's figuring out that he likes guys just as much as he likes girls, his clothes never fit and his limbs ache at the joint ever since his growth spurt started, he has to study for the PSAT and, oh yeah, he's a little bit in love with his brother, Dean, who's taken a break from hunting monsters to work at a local garage for minimum wage.

Wear Him Lika a Habit by sevenfists (2008, 2.2k, M) Their first kiss isn't an accident. It's anticipated well in advance, discussed for weeks, argued over, second-guessed.

Amor Prohibido by phoenixflight (2020, 3k, M, underage) They spent the spring of Sam's sophomore year living in a shitty apartment south of San Antonio. Every Friday night the clearest channel played three hour marathons of a Spanish soap called La Casa del Corazón. There was a mutually understood truce about watching it, because the alternatives were infomercials or creepy kids’ cartoons that futzed into static every fifteen seconds.

Open Road by Mollyamory (2010, 2k, T) Sam's old enough to know what's good for him.

It's the Blueprint of Your Life by queenklu (2011, 38.4k, time travel) Sam jerks awake in the middle of the night and everything goes to hell. Well, not literally, though Dean is staring down the barrel of less than a year before his deal comes due. In the midst of dealing (or not dealing) with his impending death, a killer ghost ship, and Bela showing up out of the blue, Dean also has to figure out what’s going on in Sam’s head to make him so twitchy, why he’s suddenly breezing through this case while writing endless notes in a notebook he won’t let Dean see.

North of Wednesday by Mollyamory (2008, 3.5k, G) Sam's behind the wheel before he realizes he doesn't have the keys. Coda to Mystery Spot.

non-wincest fic.

dean/omc. We Drank a Thousand Times by glorious_spoon (2010, 43k, M, warning: death) They meet in a bar fight in North Carolina when Dean is nineteen, broke, and desperate, then again when a hunt brings the Winchesters into town a few years later. Neither one of them ever puts a name to it but every once in a while, through the years, Dean finds his way back.

dean/cas: terror & desire intertwined by rupertgayes (2022, 39k, M) Faced with Castiel suffering a fate worse than death, Dean makes the decision to let Cas use his body as a temporary vessel. All things considered, Dean thinks, it could have gone worse.

gen, sam&dean: what lasts by deadlybride (2021, 17.2k, M) Not long after they move into the bunker, Dean loses a leg. Most of a leg. After the hospital, Sam brings him home, and they figure out how to live with what remains.

gen, dean-centric: To Repair Broken Men by procrastin8or951 (2015, 3.1k, T) Dad and Sam keep fighting. Dean can't fix his family, so he fixes things around the crappy apartment they are staying in.

dean/michael: our hour came round at last by orphan_account (2015, 1.8k, NR, pwp) "I want to be inside you," says Michael, low and velvet and hungry and that really shouldn't turn Dean on but it does.

dean/lucifer, dean/cas: exploratory by sp8ce (2022, 4.9k, E, non-con) One night, Castiel proposes he and Dean have sex. Except it's a little more complicated than that.

dean/cas: for a healthy heart by Askance (2013, 2.4k, T) A strange black box appears in Castiel's bedroom one afternoon.

gen, sam&dean: charmer & gentle by Askance (2015, 3.7k, G, outsider pov) The afternoon girl calls them Big and Tall, the strangers who come in late every now and then, buying this or that. The night girl doesn't think those names fit quite right.

dean/cas, past sam/dean: whose wings, though tattered, shall carry me home by fleshflutter (2009, 2.2k, T) There is a breeze moving across the field. It stirs the long grass in lapping waves like the sea. Castiel runs his fingertips through it and remembers flying.

[chocochococoffee]

svsss cumplane au where, in a world of hotties, qinghua is the only one that roughly looks like a "normal person". the system wasn't as nice to airplane as he had been to sy, giving him a fresh hot bod and all sorry sj ww and as he had been reborn in his own story his body had not changed much from his original one. body hair, a bit less stature, definitely more meat compared to the other clan members who could rival with a boyband

thing is, shen yuan, after seeing airplane bathing after the mushroom seeking event and rolling in moist dirt for hours, just... cant get enough of it. how you can even have leg hair, he asks airplane, to what he answers something among the lines of "shitty core didn't help and i stopped trying afterwards" and he would surely would have kept ranting until cucumber plans his enormous hands into his belly. they were warm against the cold of the water, and while shen yuans face was of blank interest while touching his soft skin and playing with his body hair, wandering upside, directly to his brown nipples, his eyes were on fire"ah", airplane thought, "i know where this is going". with a smirk, he sticked his hand directly into the others mans wet pants.

yeah gongyi xiao was around there and he had to hide telling himself he saw nothing

bringing this again because tumblr didnt like some tag. anyways i am hungry and i need more of this in svsss

[fourthcupofrice]

NEW CHAPTER NEW ART YOU KNOW THE DRILL @rebornofstars !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HI BEE!!!!! I LOVED THE WIZZROBE HEAD-SHOT. I HAD TO DRAW IT!!!!!!!!!!

tried out a new style today, i think it worked out! (i didn’t forget the peg leg this time either,)

I will probably try this style again!

edit: fic link included! here! close ups below the cut

yeah ww wizzrobes don’t have the sleeve thingies, but its eviler then normal so i gave him zant sleeves as a treat for me

[yandereunsolved]

✧ Yandere WW Ganondorf — Envy ✧

"The wind... it is... blowing... You have revived me after my defeat. Why is this?"

"Eek—! Fuck, fuck, fuck. You were not the person I meant to bring back!"

"Amusing. I think you're lying to yourself."

"What?"

"You're lying. A spell of this kind could not have brought me back by pure 'accident'."

"Ugh, whatever. Leave me alone. I now have to find the ingredients all over again."

"No."

— ✧ —

"Leave me alone!"

"No, I simply cannot. We are fated to be together."

— ✧ —

"Leave. You have been following me around for over eleven moons."

"Are you so dense? I keep telling you the simple truth. We are tied together. We are meant to be together."

— ✧ —

"You're leaving?"

"I'm not leaving you. How ridiculous..."

"You said that you are leaving this isle? This is where I live."

"Look at me. You need to understand. So many pathetic creatures, scattered across a handful of islands, drifting on this sea like fallen leaves on a forgotten pool... What they can possibly hope to achieve? Nothing. I am moving you somewhere safer. The Hero of Winds will come back and try to slay me again. I cannot allow you to be caught within the cross hairs."

"Oh."

"I love you, my dear. Come with me. I'll slay your enemies and keep you near me until the Great Sea drains away and the world itself ends."

"Oh."

[meowonwoos]

so this is love

pairing: wonwoo x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 368. cute n sweet like a little chocolate

a/n: this was a little drabble i started in my notes app one night when i was deep in my wonu feels and i just added onto it, idk what it is really i was just listening to so this is love from cinderella and thought of him <3 LMFAO

so this is love, you thought as you sighed blissfully at the sight in front of you, your lips curling up into a smile. wonwoo was asleep next to you, his fingers twitching, mouth slightly open as he snored lightly. he was wearing his favorite pajamas tonight, a blue headband wrapped securely around his head to finish off his nighttime look. even in such a silly state, he still looked so handsome.

you adored the matching set he had on. he always had this excitement in his eyes whenever he saw you neatly fold and place the pieces of clothing together into a basket, signaling that they were clean for him to wear again.

wonwoo would thank you for doing the laundry by doing his part of the chores, insisting on washing the dishes everyday so you could protect your manicured nails that he liked to pay for every few weeks. he made sure to always compliment them too, saying whatever color or design you chose was pretty before pressing a light kiss onto the back of your hand.

these actions of love never failed to remind you how much you enjoyed being with him, and often left you wondering what you did in your past life to deserve such a sweet human being as your partner.

“are you okay, y/n?” wonwoo’s mumbling interrupted your thoughts. his eyes were still shut but he was very clearly reaching out for you to cuddle with him, his arms wrapping around you once you scooted close enough.

“yeah, i’m okay.” you assured him.

wonwoo just hummed in response, not wanting to pressure you into speaking about anything and opting for a kiss on the top of your head instead.

“let’s sleep. we have a busy day tomorrow,”

“why do we have to be there by 8am again?” you sighed.

“mingyu wants us to get there early so we can take pictures around the courthouse, take advantage of the morning sun or something. no people in the background either,” wonwoo answered, throwing a leg over you and adjusting himself into a more comfortable position to sleep in.

“who knew so many other couples were getting married on a random tuesday too,”

[haonote]

watching from the sidelines ; jeon wonwoo x reader

warnings none genre highschool best friends to lovers, mutual pining

you would be lying if you said you didn't want to date jeon wonwoo. he had been a constant in your life since 10th grade, when soonyoung introduced him to you during a party. you'd wait for him at the bus stop every day- sometimes he'd come, sometimes he'd be busy. you watched from the sidelines as he went from girlfriend to girlfriend. once college came around, he stopped hanging out as much with you. you went to the same school, but he had made new friends and you both had different majors. you would run into eachother every once in a while, waving but never doing anything more than that.

you stopped dating after you met wonwoo. you said it was because there weren't any guys you were interested in, but you knew you were lying. you knew that you didn't think you'd ever meet someone you'd like more than wonwoo, someone you wanted to be with more than you wanted to be with wonwoo. no matter how much you tried to make yourself get over him, you couldn't.

at 11:36 pm, you heard a knock at your door. you stopped studying and got up to see who it was.

"hey," wonwoo said.

just hearing his voice, after months of not speaking, brought everything back to you. he was wearing the same shirt he bought during your graduation trip, the same bag jihoon got him for his birthday, but his jeans were different. his shoes were new, he had another piercing in his ear. were those new glasses?

"hi!" you said, smiling ever so slightly.

"sorry, it's been a while.. can i come in?"

"yeah, of course." you moved out of the doorframe so he could come in, before closing the door behind you. "sorry, it's kind of messy. i wasn't expecting any visitors." you sat down on the couch and he sat down beside you.

"it's fine, don't worry." he took a deep breath. "i really should have told you this earlier. before we graduated. i meant to tell you on the trip but- you know."

he looked at you. "i love you. we aren't friends like we used to be but i still love you."

and then it was silent. he was waiting for you to say something but you couldn't. you could barely process what he had just told you. and then-

"wonwoo, i love you too."

[seafoam-home]

10 First Lines Challenge

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns!

Thank you @zeldaelmo, @wouldyoustilllovemeifiwasawyrm, and @louwhose for the tags!

"Waking up to the sunrise and the smell of brewing coffee, Tetra realizes Link’s up before she is." - Just Us

"Tetra wakes with a start, only to realize that she is, in fact, not at the bottom of the ocean, but on the sofa in her cabin." - Under The Stars (Zelink Week 2024)

"The surrounding boards creak and groan, but the sounds are unfamiliar: they’re not the same as her own ship’s hull." - If Statues Could Speak (@zelinkacrosstime) w/ @newtsnaturethings

"The crew never needed an excuse to drink, but Tetra's birthday seemed as good a time as any to do so; it wasn’t everyday that their captain turned nineteen." - Wager (as Telynx) *NSFW*

"It may have taken forever, but he finally finds it: the perfect flower." - A Flower for Medli (Zelda Creators Recreate a Scene) w/ Erein

"The sea shimmers in the sun and waves on the winds, promising a beautiful day for sailing." - Another Person's Treasure (Zelda Creators Create a Character) w/ @subpurrs

"The weather’s cool today, bright and a little breezy: the perfect day for a scenic walk, Zelda thinks." - Unexpected Friends (Zelda Creators Secret Santa 2023) for SkyColoredArt

"For days, she feels a strong… something, and she’s not sure what it is." - Yearning (Zelink Week 2023)

"Tetra checks the hold, because that’s where she used to hide when she wanted to be alone, too." - Letters (Zelink Week 2023)

"They have an evening alone, just them, after a long day’s work, so they steal away to Tetra’s cabin to keep it that way." - In Another Life (Zelink Week 2023)

I suppose my pattern might be that the characters always start doing something, so that's what I start with. That character is 90% Tetra.

I definitely tag any writer following me that hasn't done this yet! I'm afraid of double tagging, since I take too long to do these. Tag me if you do it after seeing this!

[nell0-0]

Based on a fic called Melody !

I really like that author's way of writing these two, so if you're looking for some Mask/Time + Warriors stuff, definitely go check it out ^^

[kittrrrr]

I started this yesterday, but didn't have time to finish it.

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It didn't feel right to be standing here, in front of a crowd of grieving ritos, to preach rites. Medli was too young to be here. Her voice wobbled, and she glanced down too often at the book that was exposed to be decorative far too often. The only reason there was anything in it all was because she had needed to rpatice her writing. But who else was there to do it?

The only other person who could was lying dead, wing charm settled on her forehead, and arms tucked close. This funeral was for her- Medli's mentor, the person who should've been doing this instead. The person who knew eht they were doing. Death was a cruel thing to have stolen that knowledge from her. Medli, somewhere in the back of her mind, sheltered from the grief, was worried that her dragonspeaj wasn't good enough to learn from Valoo. The rest of her was busy trying not to cry.

It was improper to cry during the rites. The rites were meant as a celebration of the person's life. They could cry during the party, when they honored the dead rito in question- Queen Oredale. After the spirit had left and they were truly beyond contact. Rites were supposed to be happy. About the joy of life rather then the passing. But it was so much harder not to when the person who should've been giving them was gone.

Medli carefully wiped her eyes as she flipped the page. This page was blank. Luckily, she knew the last part of the rites by heart. They were the most important. She finished off the sweet mumbling. For a moment nothing happened. 'Why aren't the torch bears coming forward to burn the body?' Medli wondered. Then she nearly smacked herself. She had to give them permission to light the body and free Queen Oredale's soul. She motioned eith wings, and they stepped forward.

Bodies took an unfortunately long time to burn, but seeing as Queen Oredale was so important, most ritos only started filtering out after the body was almost completely burnt. Medli watched the fire carefully, occasionally throwing in herbs and oils. Some of them were spiritual, some practical, some a mix of both. She... didn't actually knew the reason behind half of the things she had to throw in, just that she did.

Medli stayed beside the ashes for a while, as the embers cooled. She didn't have to worry about collecting the ash- that was someone else's duty- but there was nothing in her to get up and move. When the ash cleaners came in, they shoed her away, mumbling excuses about damaging her garments. Medli went straight to her room, nit even bothering to say her prayers. She collapsed into her bed, and stayed there even long after she should've gotten up to go do mroning rites.

When the door opened, she rolled over and pulled her pillow over her head. She didn't want a lecture on how she should get over Queen Oredale's hidden death like it hadn't effected in the slightest because of moral. What about her? Didn't she matter? Or was it just the role she had to play?

"Medli? Can I come in...?" Medli sighed, but she couldn't refuse Komali of all people. She made some noise of agreement and she hear footsteps. The bed shifted as he sat at the edge of it. "I, um, I don't know if you want to hear this, but Grandma told me once that you were really skilled with a harp."

"Yeah." Medli pulled the pillow off of her head, looking up at Komali, who was now leaning over her. "She told me once that the was reason she thought I was going to be the next priestess of Valoo. She heard me playing about with a harp."

"Wouldn't she would've wanted you to have her harp, then?" Medli sat up, and Komali showed her the harp, a shining gold thing with the face of a strange fish person. She dropped her gaze. It hurt to look at, in more then the bright reflection.

"...I suppose... but... it feels wrong. It feels like I'm stealing what should be hers." Komali frowned, thinking. Medli hummed softly to fill the silence, and he joined her. They got through the entirety of an old lullaby before Komali gasped. He had an idea.

"If you don't want to take it from her, then how about you think of it as a gift from me?" Medli smiled, which was enough for Komali to shove the harp into her arms. A gift from the great beyond

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

Princess Amelia Rose ("What Was Stolen")

@beeextraordinary123

This story still has me in a chokehold and I have come to the conclusion that it is the best fictional love story I've ever consumed in any form of media so there

Amy is an absolute QUEEN in it btw (I mean she's a queen in canon too but I especially love her in WWS). The song "Speechless" from the live action Aladdin fits her really well in this context, and that was the inspiration to actually make this. 🌹✨

[chotachica]

How the fuck did I learn how to efficiently help my partner through his autistic meltdowns thanks to a vashwood fanfic .what

[hjemne]

Babygirl I have 38 thousand words of incomplete trigun fic spread across 8 wips and have no idea how to even start dealing with it

[moth-bells]

ahhahaahaha my house is falling apart around me rn so heres ch4 for now unedited byeee Heartbeats - Chapter 4 - MothBells - Five Nights at Freddy's [Archive of Our Own]

[teeth-and-tea]

Special place in Fandom Heaven for fanfic writers who write weird ass fics for no reason other than they had the idea and now you've gotta experience it, too