starlit_pathways

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  1. Rec 11

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    In the wake of Root's death, Shaw and the Machine bond.

    Or, after 7,000 simulations and counting, Shaw is the only person who could begin to understand the Machine's reality.

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    22 May 2023

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    Great characterisation. Man, I love pain in fic form.

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    Beatrice writes a lot of letters to Ava that she doesn't intend to give her. At first.

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    09 Nov 2021

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    Beauty in words♡

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    Started as prompt Fills for Catradoraweek 2018. All taking place within the same AU.
    When Adora finds a sword in the Whispering Woods, it does much more than show her visions. Convinced the Horde would shun or kill her for her nature, Adora convinces Catra to leave the Horde with her and together they make their life among the trees. With no home to return to and strange powers manifesting in the newly discovered princess, they look to each other to find a new purpose and create a place they can call home.

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    24 Jul 2020

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    Beautiful.

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    She throws her bag into her bike’s wire basket and turns to Adora with a raised brow. “Do I know you or something?”

    “I —” Adora tilts her head, considering. “I don’t think so? Maybe we’ve seen each other around town.”

    Catra’s eyes travel from Adora’s feet, up her legs, all the way up to her eyes in a slow crawl. She’s gripping her bike’s handlebars, frizzy curls escaping her updo and surrounding her face. “I think I’d remember you.”

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    or: adora would recognize catra anywhere.

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    24 Jul 2020

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    Adorable!

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    The picture is of Wei Ying, that much is clear. It’s of a lot more of Wei Ying than Lan Zhan is used to seeing. He supposes that, technically, Wei Ying is dressed. It’s a bare technicality, since one of Wei Ying’s hands has rucked up his black tank top practically to his collarbone, showing a long expanse of abdomen and one nipple. Sweat beads on his sternum, catching the light like jewels. His other hand is--Lan Zhan feels his eyes widen, as though unable to look away from a train wreck--on his hip, one thumb tugging down the waistband of a pair of red briefs. Wei Ying is biting his lower lip and looking directly into the camera, sultry, his eyes dark and inviting. His erection is obvious, outlined against the red of the briefs and framed carefully with the hand on his hip. Lan Zhan’s brain goes wildly, screamingly blank.

    Or: Lan Zhan accidentally finds his best friend's OnlyFans account and has an ongoing emotional crisis.

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    04 Dec 2020

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    Is it normal to cry over a fanfic therapy session???? Probably not, but holyyyy is this fic written so unbelievably well? Every chapter somehow manages to hit the perfect balance of fluff, angst, fashion, queer culture, neurodivergency, therapy and good, fun, sexy times—I felt so strangely represented by this story in so many ways. Like YES sometimes there is just that moment when you're like "huh. the stuff that i've been through is maybe not so entirely normal, perhaps this objective outsider is entirely correct and i might have some Stuff™ to figure out" and this fic captures those moments perfectly. I love the sex work love and positivity and it's... actually really got me thinking about how I could potentially try and find ways to advocate in real life. But anyway, yep. I don't think I'll ever shut up about this one.