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  1. Rec 20

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    AU in which Edmund stayed in Narnia at the end of Prince Caspian.

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    13 Feb 2018

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    Gentle people do not just arrive in the world, already made like they are. Gentle people like her and Remus Lupin are made the way they are by a world that tells them that they can't be like that- they choose to be kind everyday that the world is not.

    If you try to fight people like them, then you inevitably lose. Maybe not now, maybe not even soon, but at some point down the road you will. Because Gentle people are not soft- they choose to fall in love with people who will die on them, choose to give a young boy chocolate and a home no matter how much he reminds them of what they've lost.

    Gentle people have a core of steel, a heart that can take blow after blow and still remain standing.

    This is a perfect character study and melding of worlds, and I adore it so.

    It fixes plot holes as it goes, and it shows the importance of family - blood and found, and how your traits are strengths and that you cannot let the world dictate whether they are a positive or negative.

    Good is a choice, not a description.

  2. Rec 4

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    Sid's been pretty much half-hard since he knew what was waiting for him at the end of the night: Geno, who takes a really hands-on approach in showing his appreciation of Sid's hockey.

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    11 Jan 2018

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    hot, cute, funny. what more could you ask for?

    like no really - I couldn't stop myself from grinning on the bus and not because of the smut (I can mostly keep a straight face at that), but because of how cute and in character and perfect it all was.

    Tanger makes eye contact with Sid and jerks his head to the side subtly, distracting the guys further by saying something ridiculous, and Sid mouths I owe you at him as he grabs Geno's arm and drags him through the door.

    "In hurry, Sid?" Geno says.

    Two can play at this game. "Oh, you're not?" he says, stopping and looking at Geno, mirroring his wide-eyed, innocent look. "My bad. I misread the situation. I'll just head back to my — "

    "No," Geno cuts in, turning Sid forward and shoving him a little. "Very hurry. Go."

    Sid stands his ground. "No, really, I don't want to inconvenience you or anything."

    "Sid," Geno complains, plastering himself to Sid's back, resting his chin on Sid's head. He shoves again. "Move. Go. Please."

    "Well, since you asked nicely," Sid says, and he starts moving again.

    Geno's hand is on the back of Sid's neck and he squeezes it a little before saying lowly, "Gonna make you ask nicely, just because of this."

    And yes, it manages to dish out shit and still be so damn hot. it's perfect. I love it so much.

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    jzimmerman@samwell.edu: Right, yes, ignore me. Remember that my mother is really sweet and proper and deserves all happiness even if her son is a twat.

    theunderbaker@underthecounter.com: Less so than I’d realized. I might have to join the lovelorn masses after this exchange, pretty boy. XOXOXO.

    jzimmerman@samwell.edu: Who are you?

    He didn’t get anything back, and he didn’t expect to, but he had to ask, all the same.

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    29 Dec 2017

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    So much of this is pure gold that I just - I love it. Fluff with a small sprinkling of angst for contrasting yet complimentary notes

    <“The WAGs absorbed your boyfriend,” Whiskey said.

    Jack turned his head, scanning through the stands until he found Bitty in deep conversation with Johnson’s girlfriend. From the hand gestures, Jack assumed it was something about the proper technique for kneading bread dough.

    “Do you still call them WAGs if none of them are wives?” Jack said.

    “Gs sounds dumb,” Whiskey said. “BAGs?”

    Jack laughed. “The Gs absorbed my boyfriend to evolve into BAGs,” he agreed.

    “Is the captain joking during a game?” Tango whispered to Whiskey, loudly. “Have we entered an alternate dimension?”

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    29 Nov 2017

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    So, let me just preface this by saying that I hate Snape. I detest bullies and those who abuse their positions and do their best to make another's life miserable. I hate him.

    This? This series, and her other HP fic? Is what Snape was supposed to be.

    It is a canon divergence which sets about fixing the plot holes and characterisation, fleshing out various bits and bobs to make the world that much more whole and cohesive. The research and historical accuracy and events makes my nerd boner so freaking big I can't even deal. The languages, the diversity, the humanity, compassion...

    People are flawed, but they do tend to try, and this revels in all of our contradictions in a way that is just...

    Absorbing, and awe inspiring.

    I love it so much guys.

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    Kel sat and thought about it all through the long summer-- thought about joining the Riders when she turned sixteen, or going back to the Yamani Isles with her parents, or running away to become an unlawful bandit hunter. She drank tea with her mother and accepted her quiet sympathy. She wondered what was going to happen to Peachblossom. She did her morning glaive practice dances in the heady air of the tiny courtyard garden of her parents' townhouse, where the cook grew herbs and spices in big overflowing boxes.

    Summer rolled on. She sat, and she thought, and she did not tell her thoughts to anyone. On the first day of what would have been her second year of page training, she woke before the sun and had a quiet breakfast with her father, and then she jogged up the big dusty hill to the palace.

    When the pages trailed out to the practice yards with dubious enthusiasm, she was waiting just outside their ground. Her chin was high, her shoulders loose while her hands gripped her weighted staff.

    "Probationer," Wyldon barked out her, when one of the boys went to fetch him. "Was I unclear in the spring?"

    Kel stared him down, fingers white on her staff, and said, "I'm not a probationer anymore."

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    07 Oct 2017

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    You can kill me, she thought. But nothing I did will die. It was enough. It was everything I had, and it was always enough.
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    Here was everything she had spat in the Chamber's face, everything she had prayed for in that long cold vigil, everything she had stood for in that practice yard dirt, ready to fight forever for something they told her she could not ever earn.
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    raoul and jon have, throughout this, shouting matches about it. the sort where they call each other spoiled children and thayet sends them both to their rooms. jon is trying to make compromises and keep peace and think of the big picture and raoul is like there is a twelve year old kid down there who disarmed me when i didn't mean her to, who's withstood so many things and words hurled at her, who keeps coming back and back because she believes in what knighthood is supposed to be, more than any of those spoiled brats on the other side of that training yard fence, and you won't let her fight for you. it's not just cruel, jon, it's stupid

     

    Oh Kel, sweet Kel, my Kel. How I adore you and admire your every act of stubborn defiance. May you always inspire me to do my best, preservere and do what's right. You'll always be my favorite.