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what are your fave warrior nun fics?

Oh, anon. You don't even know the can of worms you've just opened. Here are a few (a few!) of my favorites.

Firstly, teach me to love, as you have loved me by @birgittesilverbae. It's in the POV of Beatrice as she grows up in the OCS, putting Shannon, Mary and Lilith in the limelight as well, and the most recent chapter (12k!) has gone through essentially all of canon. It's about grief and family and warmth and loss and it's so fucking good. Cannot recommend this more.

Next I have sunday people (sunday shines for you) by @piratekane. Sundays are for the girls, by the way. if you even care. This is peak pining behavior, miscommunication that isn't just there for the dramatics, and Ava being The Best Girl Ever (and the most jealous girl ever). Fantastic fic.

Then there's show me something of a reckoning by @thirteenyasmin, which is a given, of course. Switzerland canon-divergent fic where, as the tags say, fake-dating becomes real-dating. As they deserve. Has some lines that will tear your soul to pieces in the best way.

Next is Nice jugs, a climbing AU by @cowboycatd. Do you know anything about climbing? No? Me, neither. But this series of fics describes it--alongside exceptionally-written flirting--masterfully. You should read Climbing AU.

Then I have falling (for you) like snow on christmas by @justawhitewall. Hallmark movie AU! They're much better when they're Avatrice, by the way. I read it during the posting and have reread it at least once a month ever since. Incredible.

Spellbound by @omomoification. Witch (kinda) AU! Will sweep you away into the world that's created and you won't even notice as the 15k goes by in a flash. Fucking gorgeous piece of art. Made me insane, made some people break the character limit while commenting.

the imprint of your soul on mine (feels nothing short of divine) by @the-penguinspy. Read this if you're feeling down, because you won't be when you're done. The softest thing you could ever read, and I read a lot of soft things. Fic that gives you a hug and a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

And last but certainly not least, A Bit of Earth by @whatwordsmiss. Full fic isn't posted yet but it is written, and this story is just... wonderful. It's about grief, it's about growing up, it's about falling in love and healing together and healing apart and being kind and, sometimes, in particular moments, it's about a Garden. A must-read.

“I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse. I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem. Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo. When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to. And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe. I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy. I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.”

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Curious Georgiana (via grrrlstudies)

I know I’ve reblogged this before, but it bears re-reblogging (?).  This is how you respond to abuse, this is how you give people control over their bodies/uteruses, this is how you act as a generally non-judgmental and compassionate person.  I love this story so fucking much.

(via coffeewithants)

the turning gyre. the whirling log. the cross, standing, inverted, sideways. all spinning, until they're not. every six hours a pulse. the alignment of frequencies like dialing in to a specific station. like a train station, or an airport terminal with its constant incoming and outgoing arrivals and departures. a continuous pathway, always in motion. a revolving door

"no spinning? (ava spins in place and laughs)"

the arq is a threshold to other dimensions. sometimes it is active and sometimes its not. it takes much preparation for adriel to attune it to reya's realm, to her narthex, the chamber and throughway that connects the thresholds between worlds and allows communion between those who enter from the outside. like a funnel it tapers to a door of an inner realm like the tapering of a black slab. parishes have them

adriel used his machine to open the way to reya's realm and force her into this one. he did this without the power of the halo, but would still require it to complete his plan. it's one thing to usher beasts into an open trap. it's quite another to have the ability to close the trap behind them. this is why he needed the power of the halo in addition to everything else. he had his transmuter and amplifiers to send out energy waves to track reya's location like underwater sonar in deep water, or echolocation in the dark. it required picking up her frequency, and using the arq to search for a ping in the interdimensional whirlpool

just as an object in motion stays in motion, the motion on the other side of the arc never stops turning. the gyre is the revolving door that leads to other dimensions. the cross is the compass that tells us which door leads where when the gyre is stopped, frozen in time. and the halo, connected to all things and a map of the cosmos, is one means to switch the railways to redirect your journey and select your stop. it's a dial of the universe, to choose what frequency you use to travel to the other side

with enough energy, the right combination of transmuter and amplifiers, and the halo acting as a valve to close the door off, the arq can also be used to halt travel between realms. to turn one realm into a trap, the only open entrance from the revolving door, and no exit back out. newton, too, was an alchemist. friction is what the frozen cross represents in adriel's plan. he tried halting the turning gyre and creating a dam, forcing earth to be where the tide flows to, where it would wash the world away in chaos from a daintily contained divine war. but such a broad operation requires the energy to power the transmuter and amplify the signal to locate gods, to summon and bait them as well. this is why adriel required "prayers" and why the arq in the depths of his cathedral took the form of the "squared circle," a legendary coveted transmutation apparatus of the alchemists

speaking of amplified frequencies and the halted motion of the whirlpool, have you ever seen what happens when you skip a rock on water? the echoes it creates as it goes. have you ever heard the sound of a rock skipped on ice? it sounds like a cacophony of otherworldly birds chirping. it sounds like the pulse of the halo

just as adriel pulled reya into this realm, he planned to pull other impossibly powerful figures in as well. all "gods" enter, no "god" leaves. turning our world into an arena of the gods. it's worth noting that "sand" and "arena" share the same symbol in alchemy. strange at first, until you realize that pulling a warring god from a whirlpool and trapping them there means beaching them on land. ava would love that pun if she knew. in adriel's plan, our world would serve as a beach to stage the destruction that constitutes war and its weapons, like what happens to countless places that the powerful and sadistic colonize and use for their own means. to those from the other side, the earth is an outpost for interdimensional travelers who see it as a "plaything." but as any good general knows, outposts make for tactical far-off points to stage battle in order to protect the main stronghold. adriel wanted to turn earth into a roach motel for the great devourer and all other comers so that they could arrive, destroy everything and remain trapped here forever

what it all means now on the other side for the valve, the map, the world soul, the halo, and for ava who still bears it, could be anything. maybe reya decides that it's safer for the linchpin of a cosmic trap for the gods to remain in a small outpost, some primitive dimension where no one will look or care to utilize it. but the other side of the coin (and there's always another side in warrior nun), is that those other powerful beings know exactly where earth is thanks to adriel's failed plan. tarasques and wraiths seeking the halo are one thing. but even our isolated world has imagined enough horror (and been home to those very horror imaginers who would inflict it on others) to know to be wary of some creatures who can be awoken by loud noises and come slouching onto the beach sand from deep, unknowable waters

"you see, ava, if i am to become god, i first must imprison god"

A few of the more creative spellings of Christmas I’ve come across while looking for Dear Santa letters in old newspapers this year.

We love you Kevin

and i oop- 👀

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Supercorp Fanart based on A Rich Girl with Issues... Lots of Issues by @inkedroplets 💙❤️

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Lena Luthor’s soft smile ™

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