#fic: how the light gets in

[laurelwinchester]

Fic: How the Light Gets In (Dean Winchester/Laurel Lance)

I’M ALIVE, Y’ALL!

Okay, let’s get this horror story on the road.

Additional warnings for this chapter: Honestly, there are so many additional warnings for this chapter that I urge you to just read the list of warnings at the top of this chapter on AO3. There is going to be a lot going on in these next few chapters when it comes to horror and also when it comes to motherhood.

Also, if you already have a phobia of birds, things are going to get a bit dodgy from here on out.

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Chapter Twenty Two

Milk

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''You left town to lead Edie away from us,'' he says. ''She's back now and so are you. It's a moot point.''

''Dean, you know it's not just about - ''

''Relax,'' he cuts in tersely. ''I'm not asking you to come home.''

She knows that she has no right to be upset by the dismissal, but she is. ''Oh.''

''But you're back in town, you seem to be sticking around, and Mary needs you,'' he says. ''She needs to be able to see you and hear your voice. I get that you're not ready to come home and I'm trying to respect that, but it's been over a week since you got back and if this separation is going to last however long it's going to last, we have to figure out a way to get you to her. I know you're worried about Edie and what could happen, so it's - I mean, I'll be there too. If you feel like something's about to go down, I'll get her out of there. But she needs you.'' He is steady as he says this, resolute, determined, but calm, like maybe he has practiced this speech, thought long and hard about it. But she likes to think she knows him pretty well by now and she knows how to hear what's simmering underneath. There is desperation in his voice.

Something has spooked him.

That makes two of them.

''Laurel?'' His voice is gentle, but exasperated. ''You still there?''

''I'm here,'' she says. ''I'm here. I'm just, uh, a little...'' She drops her head into her hand briefly, palm pressed against her forehead. ''What are you thinking? Like a... a supervised visitation kind of thing?'' She lifts her head and looks up at the ceiling, shaking her head, pushing away the tears.

Last month, they were in California, just the three of them, their little family, walking the beach at sunset, taking five thousand pictures of Mary in her puffy blue coat over her purple sparkly dress making sandcastles. They listened to old records and ate good food and slept peacefully. The sun shone on them. They were the calmest they had ever been.

Last April, she was happy. She had moved past her birth trauma, she thought she had moved past her postpartum depression, she was looking forward to having more children, doing it all over again, moving into a bigger house, living the life she had always wanted with everything she could have hoped for. She was sober, employed, working hard at being a good mom, a good wife, a good person. She was, in a lot of ways, peaceful. She was working on a happy ending.

Now she gets supervised visitation.

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#hope you enjoy pain and mommy issues and bodily fluids #one of the most disturbing scenes i've ever written is in this chapter :))) #laurel lance #dean winchester #(honestly though he's just a side character in this chapter) #dean x laurel #fic: how the light gets in #arrow #supernatural #spn x arrow #my fic #how the light gets in

[lazyhomestay]

"You are the living embodiment of the Decepticon ideal and are merely a step away from completely embracing it."

#more of wip ig :( #Megatron quotes #throws idea out there so I don't think about it and can get on with work #but now I'm imagining how great it'll be to have Starscream in the Functionist Universe and wishing there are more fics about it #knock 'em out like AVL this is how you deal with flashlight heads #happy holidays #starscream #idw transformers #idw lost light #maccadam

[ooowyn]

i keep reading fics where akira is scared of scary movies and i love that for him. ryo’s not impressed by the inaccuracies of blood splatter.

#devilman ova #devilman #ryo askua #akira fudo #look guys i did a non-shit post ova art #this took me 6 and a half hours wups #idk how to do lighting #also shout out to my roommate for letting me take a ref for the foot cause man #that thing was fighting me #also to that anon who asked me about fics #i will get to you soon..... #ooowyn art

[dilfbuck]

9-1-1

buck + near death experiences

#911 #911edit #evanbuckleyedit #evan buckley #buck buckley #911 abc #911 fox #usercam #usernolan #userknight #.gfx #flashing gif #flashing tw #flashing cw #flashing lights #gif warning #listen. idk if this is anything its been sitting in my head throughout this one fic i was reading #something something all of the times buck dismissed how close he came to death + the 1 time he actually died and isnt fine about it #something about characters who view themselves as expendable and then they actually die and come back a little wrong gets to me ok. #also sorry i havent made a gifset in like??? 3 fucking weeks??? idk. im going thru it

[tending-the-hearth]

a version of chronicles of narnia where those closest to the kings and queens get put into a sleep when the pevensies are brought back to their world, from which they're awoken only when their beloved four rules return, something à la sleeping beauty.

so the pevensie siblings return to narnia, and logically, it's been thousands of years. their closest friends, those they viewed as family, are, to their knowledge, dead, and they are completely alone now.

until peter and caspian encounter each other in the woods, and are about to get into their fight. it's the moment where peter's back is turned, and caspian has his word raised. lucy is screaming, tears in her eyes, susan and edmund are too far away to do anything, and there's a moment of chaos before caspian's strike is blocked by a larger, longer sword.

oreius, completely disgruntled and still very out of the loop, but only focusing on the fact that his king, his friend, his son, is in danger, glares daggers at caspian, not looking away for a second, even as tumnus gathers a now-relieved, sobbing lucy up in a tight hug, and edmund and susan shriek with joy upon seeing the beavers and mr. fox.

and any feeling of tension or fear immediately seeps out of peter, who drops the rock he had picked up, and stumbles to his feet and to oreius' side, being able to lean on the centaur for the first time in a year, and not have to worry about his safety or his siblings' safety. and oreius, without taking his eyes off of caspian and his followers, just puts an arm around peter.

and caspian remembers. he remembers the stories of the high kings and queens of narnia, and their beloved inner circle, and the absolutely terrifying centaur who called them sons and daughters of his heart, and he can't quite help but think about how utterly fucked he is.

#i have a vision in my mind #of a “don't touch my daughter you bitch” moment #and it's oreius giving caspian THE death glare as he stands protectively in front of peter #that's his son your honor #NOT a caspian bash #i just think its funny if caspian realizes that he's just fought with peter in front of his narnia dad #and is absolutely prepared to die for it because of the stories he's heard of oreius' protectiveness #also the group makes their way back to the how #and hear someone absolutely verbally tearing caspian's army to shreds #and edmund completely lights up because he'd recognize philip's voice anywhere #and he gets to reunite with his sarcastic shit of a best friend #this is going to be a fic btw #the chronicles of narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #prince caspian #peter pevensie #oreius #lucy pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #mr tumnus

[demigod-of-the-agni]

Local man, his two boyfriends and his two girlfriends buy TRANS ICON BLÅHAJ

#flash travasso hoarding all the blahajs seems so right to me. like ofc he would. #enby flash real.. #stop i just realised flash and pavitr and hari are dressed up in traffic colours???? oh my god #traffic light boys + comic accurate outfit girls #faceless hari shouldn't scare me but it does. why does he look like this. im sorry baby boy #pavitr is holding two. yes. he's trans didn't you know? he told me himself #they're all trans why lie actually. #i want a blahaj so bad...... maybe when i get enough money i shall finally bring him home.......... #pavitr prabhakar #spider man india #spider man #meera jain #gayatri singh #flash travasso #hari oberoi #atsv #across the spiderverse #artoftheagni #mythic mumbattan au #how fuckin funny would it be if pavitr got a blahaj for his birthday lol hahahaa. for the birthday fic. that would be so funny. haha. 👁️ #coffee bean gang

[pinksilvace]

“It’s cold." “I know. I know, but we’re going to be alright. Do you hear me? You’re alright now. You’re going to be okay.” “I want to go home.” “We can’t go back home. We’re—we’re orphans now, remember? Nobody’s waiting for us back there.”

#this is technically art for my fic so it gets the tag: #silvacegreengardens #I love drawing backgrounds (lie) #my art #fernart #for once I'm feeling pretty proud of this one??? wild #guess that's what happens when I try for a full illustration every once in a while lol #rip to that plant specifically though. abstract shapes be upon ye #the owl house #caleb wittebane #philip wittebane #wittebros #toh fanart #eventually I'm going to post a short green gardens companion fic that explains what Caleb's going through bc it's a Lot #oh rip to the blanket and left hand too. definitely did not try incorporating them as well as I could have. ah well #the focus for this was color and expression anyway #bummer that it's so dark but I couldn't figure out how to get the ambience otherwise and I refuse to shoot reference of myself #dripping wet and sitting in a dark place with vague overhead ambient lighting #you should've seen how Caleb's feet looked in the initial sketch. HUGE. boy came straight out of kingdom hearts

[1driedpersimmon]

Get a load of these guys

#death note #L #light #mhm yeah yup #also me trying to figure out how to draw Light cuz I keep drawing him so damn cute UGH #I NEED SHARP #IM BAD AT DRAWIN G SHARP!!!! #Che #whatever #l lawilet #light yagami #you know once I finally get the nerves to read dn ficus it’s over for everybody #ficus… I mean fics

[thegirlsinthecity]

This one is for the lovely @kalevalakryze ! Thank you for all the time and effort you put into your amazing fics!

This idea is once again pulled from their fic Mine over on AO3 :)

#star wars #ahsoka #wolfwren #sabine wren #shin hati #ahsoka series #ahsoka show #sabine wren x shin hati #star wars fanart #my art #thegirlsinthecity #okay when I read this scene it stuck in my head for days #(i had to get the dyeing image out of my brain first to be able to work on this one but once it was done? I immediately started this one #It’s such a good fic and a very cute scene!! #i hope you like it :) #i’m actually pretty proud of myself on this one #still lots to learn but i am improving i feel like #the lighting is what took me the longest because no matter how many videos i watched about light i still don’t get it #i also tried really hard to make the faces a focal point by rendering that area more than the rest. i originally had more detail on the rest #but it distracted from what should be the focus #also i am a perfectionist and often lose sight of the bigger image… note to self it doesn’t matter if something is rotated 37 vs 38 degrees. #no one will notice you don’t have to waste an hour deciding on if a single pixel should be added or not #also note to self phone will crash multiple times as soon as more than 30 layers are involved #also note to self overlay is your best friend #but yeah probably the first time i’ve looked at something i’ve made and been like ‘holy fuck i did a good job’ #also you know what? i will be shameless and put my own damn art in my favourites tag if i want to because i’m so proud of myself #favourites #tumblr is compressing my image quality >:( it actually looks so much crisper in my camera roll #adhd rambling sorry got off track here

[lil-vibes]

mmm a Happy Sketch for @sensitiveheartless wonderfull, wonderfull fic Skyline Pigeon bc it had me sobbing and crying and i think that Chuuya deserves to gently hold a bird <3

#im gonna give him the world #also i loved every single bird fact in there i was so invested in them #now i go back to the trenches (figuring out comic layouts) #i want to draw more of this fic #the brainrot is so strong i cant wait for chapter 2 #im gonna see the notification and explode on impact #pls excuse how rough the sketch is i just needed to get something done hh #tho i like how the uughhjj light turned out #isnt this called dapple light?? idk i find it v pretty #anyways pls if u like chuuya hurt/comfort this is The fic to follow #bsd #bsd fanart #my art #chuuya my love #skk

[lucascsinclairs]

Set Design in Stranger Things 4

Chapter Six: The Dive

#stedit #stranger things #strangerthingsedit #dailystrangerthings #strangerthingscentral #tvstrangerthings #mine #my gifs #g:s4 #g:sets #you can tell how much fun the set deco department had with suzie's house as a set #it is so detailed and a fun different one-off location #also that russian prison last supper room has such pretty lighting #their situation is real bad but hey at least the lighting is atmospheric? #i of course included that short shot of the sinclair livingroom #every time they show a glimpse of the house i'm always freeze-framing #to get a better sense of what it looks like #we have floorplans for the wheelers and byers houses #i need one for the sinclairs too for fic reference and also cause i'm just curious

[laurelwinchester]

Fic: How the Light Gets In (Dean Winchester/Laurel Lance)

Wow, am I ever late with this update!

Literally it's 1am. I probably should have just waited until tomorrow to post this. But it's been such a long wait! I've made some changes to the overall structure of HTLGI, so unfortunately this chapter took much longer than I wanted it to. Plus, I made an attempt to write this chapter and the next chapter at the same time and, um… I will not be doing that again lol. That was not the time saver I, for whatever reason, thought it would be.

Additional warnings for this chapter: Vomit. Like, a lot of vomit. I'm sorry. I promise I'll stop that soon. I don't know why this keeps happening? Frank discussions of mental health issues including depression, anxiety, and suicide. Additional spoilery warnings can be found inside at the bottom of the chapter.

Also.

I'm sorry for the opening scene of this chapter. Except also I'm not sorry at all.

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Chapter Twenty One

You Will Always Be in Your Mother's House

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''Daddy…''

At first, the small voice, nearly a whisper, is what drags him out of the fog of slumber. The voice is muffled and tinny sounding, garbled over the sound of white noise filtering through the monitor on the bedside table, but it still catches his attention. It hooks onto him in his sleep and pulls him out from under.

Then it's the sound of static that yanks him full force back into consciousness, a strange buzzing noise that grows louder and louder and louder still, much louder than it should be.

''Daddy,'' Mary's voice hisses, and Dean's eyes snap open in the dark.

A second of groggy confusion and then he lifts his head up to look at the baby monitor, frowning at the static coming from it. He blearily rubs at his tired eyes and pushes himself up enough to turn on the lamp. ''Laurel?'' He reaches out, an instinct, to where his wife should be, but his hand finds only air and a cold pillow on the other side of the bed.

He blinks to clear his sleep blurred vision. He looks at the empty spot she has not slept in. Something curls in his gut, a feeling of sickness, something halfway between anger and concern, and he can't remember why. It's familiar, but he doesn't know where it's coming from. Can't quite fit the puzzle pieces together. Eventually, he shakes it off.

It doesn't strike him as important in the moment.

He pulls back the covers, and rises to his feet, scratching absently at the shoulder of his white t-shirt. He steps out of the bedroom and into the still lit hallway, avoiding the creaky floorboards on autopilot as he trudges over to Mary's room, trying to remember what time it was when he gave her that last dose of Tylenol.

Mary's door, left open a crack, groans when he pushes it open and Dean finds himself stopping short in the doorway, looking at a shadowy figure standing over his daughter, a tiny bundle of blankets in her bed, seemingly fast asleep despite the whines that have woken him up. There is a second of panic, a shot of adrenaline, and his body tenses.

But it's just a second.

The shape of the silhouette is familiar, the way her hair falls, the curve of her fingers, and he relaxes. He lets down his guard. ''Laur?'' His voice is a thick, sleep encrusted whisper. ''Is she okay?''

She turns her head, only a little, not enough to see her face, bringing a finger to her lips. ''Sshh.''

He raises an eyebrow at the dismissal, but relents. He figures it's fine. She is her mother, after all, and he is exhausted after a long day of toddler sickness, so he lets it go. She can handle whatever is thrown her way. ''Okay.'' He hesitates, but ultimately turns to walk away. He leaves Mary with her mother, safe.

Down the hallway, the light fixture on the wall beside the door to his bedroom flickers.

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#yeah. i did. i did do that. #we're really getting into those mommy issues #so why not start that deep dive in the most horrific way possible? #dean winchester #laurel lance #dean x laurel #fic: how the light gets in #supernatural #arrow #spn x arrow #my fic #how the light gets in

[raayllum]

Chapter length: 7.8k Summary: Callum and Rayla make their way north. Terry and Ezran ask questions. Karim receives some news. a/n: the Lore comes in, and is self indulgent. thank you xo

CHAPTER 8: Flowers of Elarion

Callum didn’t have the heart to remove Rayla from his bed when she fell asleep, curled up and all cried out. He simply laid there and looked at her, tucking white strands of hair out of her face till he drifted off, too.

The next time he woke up, he wasn’t in the dimly lit, wooden inn room at all—he was in a brown stone tower, drenched in sunlight pouring in from one of the many windows, but less ultimately spacious than his office in Katolis. A few curved, thin oaken tables were along the walls, with boilers emitting faint, multi-coloured smoke and books with fancy, loopy script along the spine. Clearly a mage’s study, but nothing like anything Callum had ever seen. A bright glowing orb, a primal stone of some kind, rested carefully on the nearest table.

How had he gotten here again? It was so very hard to remember where he’d been before here, the way it happened in a dream. This had to be a dream, but of what? He’d never had dreams be so blurry like this before, everything faintly fuzzy, like the bleeding edges of a watercolour painting. What was he doing here?

The answers came unbidden, like a revelation from the heart. He was busy with a project. The boilers. Humming a tune as he bustled around the room, taller than he thought he should be by a good few inches at least.

Raising a hand, Callum reached toward the tiny row of phials intending to pour one in, and reeled back. His skin was a deep, purplish blue, beset with perpetually twinkling stars. That wasn’t—

“Laurelion?”

He turned instinctively at the sound of his name—was that his name—as a woman walked through the office door. Human, with a heart shaped face, light brown skin and curlier, darker hair. Her orange dress and gold adornments were almost reminiscent of Katolian fashion, just—older. Ancient, even if she was fair younger, in her mid-twenties maybe at most.

“Elara,” he greeted with a smile, fresh warmth welling up from an endless spring in his chest. 

#rayllum #tdp #the dragon prince #only one real messy ezran scene this chapter but quality > quantity i think #my fic #fic #fic: teach me how to name the bigger light #getting to type 'a fair exchange of beloved for beloved' #WAS SO GODDAMN SATSIFYING LEMME TELL U

[eclairfair98]

“Oh, but you see, Kazansky,” the boy looks down at him and smiles. Engulfed by the honey-gold haze of a sharp summer sun, the sweetest, most reckless thing he’s ever seen. “I am dangerous!”

And there’s something about that smile, guilelessly fluttering across his flushed face like a hummingbird taking flight, that digs into Tom’s chest like the gentlest of knives. Cleaves its way between his ribs.

Fills his heart with light.

It’s strange, how quickly it all happens. How startlingly unremarkable it really is. How Tom takes a deep breath, lets the faint wisps of warm vanilla sugar trickle down his too-dry throat, closes his eyes, and just knows: he might’ve entered this quaint house in the middle of nowhere with a firm plan in mind to destroy any chances his father had of securing a betrothal (even if that meant stooping low-enough to make a thirteen-year-old cry) but hurting Pete Mitchell in any shape or form, wouldn’t sit right with his conscience.

Knows that there’s no reason why Mrs Mitchell should be so intent on finding her son a match at such short notice, especially when he’s so young. (Especially when she doesn’t seem like one of those parents that unfortunately, aren’t all that uncommon in the Navy: who think their omega children have little value beyond the connections they can help forge via bonding and marriage.)

Recognizes dire straits when they’re staring him in the face: the thinly-veiled distress in Mrs Mitchell’s dull green eyes; the worn dress shirt that’s almost two sizes too big for Pete — that he was probably supposed to grow into several months ago, but never did; the stale scent of grief and pain that clings to even the most carefully-polished surface of their home.

Finds himself thinking that maybe, it isn’t all that strange. Maybe, he could spend the rest of his life with this boy. Finding out what makes him smile. What makes him laugh. What is his favorite dream to dream.

In the end, it all comes down to this: Sometimes, you meet a person and it feels like you’ve known them your entire life. A quiet sense of belonging settles in your bones, and you realize you’d do anything to keep them happy and secure.

#the unbearable lightness of being #icemav #topgun #omegaverse #as I promised myself (and others) #I will be making a final fully-edited version of this fic #and posting it on ao3 once I’m done #don’t know how long it’ll take me but I’m hoping to get it done by Spring/Summer of next year #this is the first fic I’ve ever written and the more I think about it the clearer it seems to me that it’s probably going to be my last #which is why I want to do my best to leave the best possible version of it on the internet for posterity #to everyone who’s left me asks and DMs and Ao3 comments in the past few months #please know that I’ve read every single kind word you’ve sent my way #and they all mean a lot to me #thank you ❤️ thank you ❤️ thank you #I’m going to try my best to get back to all of you as soon as I can 🤞🏼 #hope you’ve all been doing very well #and oh #Happy Holidays! 🌻

[captainhysunstuff]

A reactionary comic about rereading a fic that I recently recommended that was way darker than I remembered, lol. I still love it for how they pretty much drive each other crazy, but that word choice and the consent issues... *cringes* At least there are valid warnings beforehand, and the first fic was pretty PG. Sorry. *laughs sheepishly*

#drawn by me #my fancomic #sort of a review of a fanfic #Death Note #lawlight #self portrait #Light Yagami #L #aggressive making out #it's just that I'm usually seen as maybe a couple steps below wholesome and felt weird about my recommendations after rereading them #and it was on fanfiction.net so they don't have the in depth tagging system that Ao3 has so there is a bit of blindness #but still thank goodness the author did provide warnings and actually recommended people skip certain chapters #L and Light are NOT nice to each other in Concerto in D Minor to say the least #that and Violins Light are still very influencial for me and for inspiring my love of these two driving each other to the edge of madness #and *spoilers* they don't even have sex in it! the majority of the explicitness is just from violence and non-consensual... torture touch? #it also follows my weird trend of starting off kind of silly to more serious when it comes to tone #and of course driving Light into a horrible crisis~ #sorry for my lack of artistic activity. I'm still in the process of drawing the next installment of my fancomic #but I did wanna do this as a psuedo apology for my recommended fics. I was honestly shocked by how dark/brutal it gets lol #I do still recommend them if you can handle it. It’s honestly not the darkest thing I’ve read lol

[science-lings]

i just think that Wild should come back to the chain with a magic rock, I mean it's not like he would be the only one with a magic rock, Look at Twi's shadow crystal or Wind's walkie-talkie necklace, and what would we call all of Legends rings if not wearable magic rocks? The ocarina of time? MAGIC ROCK with some holes in it. You know what Hyrule's magic sword is made of? THAT'S RIGHT! MAGIC ROCKS

And guess what was left behind with no explanation in totk, that had a whole quest attached to it that stood in parallel with a bunch of other versions of the same scene where someone gets a magic rock? MINERU'S secret stone, SPIRIT SAGE LU WILD LETS GO

#too many projects but i wanna write a post-totk lu fic where Wild has no arm and a magic rock #and he's really trying his best to learn how to fight with his left arm but it's hard #but he refuses to give up and the other's kinda have to make him stop overworking himself #and it gets to the point where Wild doesn't know what he is except for a swordsman #at least he has a light dragon light bow that he can shoot with his teeth who's arrows just appear out of the air #but being the swordsman and the hero is such a major part of his identity #and hes having to be surrounded by more of the best swordsmen ever to exist and how does he deal with that #i want to give him spirit powers and have him struggle to control them and it's all in the view of the heroes #i just love giving characters new powers that are in fact powerful and forcing them to learn how to deal with them #its so fun #ramblin #lu wild #linked universe #linked universe wild