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swashbucklery · 6 months
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Incredible 1990s Tanthamore comission from @somewillwin, inspired by the meet you where the spirit meets the bones universe. 💕
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libertyeveningsun · 10 months
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As part of the #SaveWillow campaign, here is a masterpiece Tanthamore trailer from @sand_dune_cat on twitter. I wish I could write an introduction half as incredible as their video, but I'll let it speak for itself.
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someonetooksendnoodles · 10 months
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helped my family set up disney+ on a new tv…
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disney if you’re going to pull content from your services than you should update your SIGN UP screen to not falsely advertise content that’s no longer available :)
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swashbucklery · 3 months
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flowing here like honey (willow, kit/elora/jade, E)
Here in the wildlands, on the border with Galladoorn, Kit isn't concerned with formality. The obligation of caring and fussing and explaining feels like something she'd rather have left at the palace gates. She just wants to be with her girls, to touch and comfort and warm both of them as they need her.
A strategic mind, the Empress-Consort's mind, would consider it. A more perfect version of Kit would take into account the customs and laws of Galladoorn and the best type of comportment for the situation at hand. Kit isn't as perfect as Sorsha wishes her to be. She's just herself, tired and cold, snowed in on the Solstice with her two favourite people in the world.
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(OR: the coziest snowed-in made-up-fantasy-holiday fic you've ever seen. Kit and Elora and Jade snowed in over solstice, passing the time together.)
Chapter 1
Chapters 2-4 coming Feb 8, 12, 16
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swashbucklery · 10 months
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Was watching ep4 last night and got thiiiis close to reteaching myself how to make gifs again before I remembered I have like. Finite time and so many fics I want to write with my fandom energy.
But this scene THIS SCENE. THIS LITTLE MOMENT where Kit tries to tell Elora about the eckleberry bush just twists around my heart every time.
SPECIFICALLY kit's little face which makes me FERAL with gay emotions KIT IS THE ONLY PERSON ELORA CONFIDES IN. ABOUT THE WOODCUTTERS BEING KILLED. SHE IS THE ONLY PERSON WHO KNOWS THAT ELORA TRIED TO BE ELORA DANAN AND WATCHED PEOPLE BE MURDERED FOR IT.
She is also the only person who knows that elora can do magic! SHE HAS THE POWER TO MAKE OR BREAK HER AS A SYMBOL. And when Elora tells her that she feels useless - Kit recognizes that feeling. Knows how demoralizing that is.
And you see her make a decision. To allow Elora to crystallize in her mind as a person and, to be generous. Kit decides to give Elora the kind of love and affirmation that Kit herself needs because she knows what it's like to lose faith in oneself. And it's not about magic it's about HUMAN CONNECTION it's about the two of them looking across the castle hallway and suddenly loving each other.
IT'S THE SPARK OF THE LOVE THAT BRINGS ELORA'S MAGIC BACK because ultimately Kit's faith is what gives Elora faith in herself.
HOW DO YOU NOT JUST WANT TO LIE ON THE FLOOR WEEPING ABOUT HOW STARCROSSED THEY ARE
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swashbucklery · 6 months
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fic: the embers never fade (Willow, Kit/Jade, E)
Kit doesn't see her for weeks. The girl with the curly red hair, the girl eating peanut butter toast in bare feet in her kitchen, the girl whose strong hands and sharp nails left marks on Kit's body that lasted for days. Jade. + (Or: the modern werewolf AU I still can't stop thinking about, but longer. Kit discovers the boring logistical challenges of full moons. She and Jade are both very good and very bad at communicating.) (Sequel to brought forth an incandescent glow)
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swashbucklery · 4 months
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fic preview: flowing here like honey
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The "short little solstice one-shot" is too long to be finished for real-life solstice, but I thought tonight would be a good night to post a preview.
coming soon: flowing here like honey (Willow, Kit/Jade/Elora, E. part of the and her light stretches ot3verse)
Solstice has always been so - complicated.
Kit remembers watching it from afar when she was small. The darkest, longest night of the year filled the great hall in the palace with light and warmth and hundreds of plates of food, great casks of ale. She loved the way that her father had delighted in all of the silliness - the royal family giving the gift of a feast to the lower classes, the cakes, the revelry. The way the palace would echo with laughter and shouts that Kit could hear from her chambers long after she'd been whisked off to bed with assurances that there would be plenty of solstices when she was older.
(Kit remembers, naturally, sneaking down the servants' staircase to look. She remembers a lot of red faces, adults play-fighting and drinking and kissing in dimly-lit corners. She remembers her mother's wine-blush, looking at her father with an exasperated kind of fondness Kit rarely saw outside of balls and parties.)
The traditions from when she was small always felt so magical. There were different words for it, but there was always a king - someone with a paper hat, red-faced, directing the festivities. Always one of the stablehands, or the junior guards, a young man blushing at the indulgence of ordering around his seniors and his rulers. She remembers hazy glimpses of her father serving wine by candlelight to the "king" of the night. She remembers cakes with coins and little prizes hidden inside.
(She remembers sneaking extra slices of cake with Airk until they were both nearly sick; each of them hoping for the slice with the coin in it. She remembers the year that Airk had won; finding the coin and earning himself a little pocket-sized paring knife that made Kit burn with jealousy, undeterred by her mother's assurance that knives aren't for ladies, anyway.)
Kit did grow older, and there were plenty of solstices after her father left, but they were different. Much quieter, and much less bright. Always a big party, but less boisterous, fewer red faces, more pinched looks. She was old enough then that she was wrapped into a dress, and she remembers aching to leave, stuffing cakes into her skirts for later. She remembers sneaking hopefully into the stables at night, sharing her heard-won sweets with Jade. Jade laughing when Kit pulled cake after cake out of her gown and Kit muttering that it was the only thing skirts were good for. Solstices as Kit grew were a complicated mix of dread and discomfort, nothing like she'd hoped they'd be.
The celebration tonight is joyful, just the way it seemed when Kit was small. When she descends the stairs to the tavern proper, the air is warm and it smells like food and spiced wine. It sounds like laughter, the sounds of fiddles and stomping and the first few threads of song. Solstice like this, without the complex trappings of court, is lovely.
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swashbucklery · 4 months
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fic: gotta get (bottomed out) (Willow, Kit/Jade, E)
Jade had whispered the idea of it first; her words coming so fast that Kit could hardly understand her as she leaned in against Kit's ear during dinner. Do you think people ever - it would be wild if someone - underneath the great tree. Kit had nodded, reminded Jade of the time that Airk had tried and been caught with a minor lord's youngest daughter and nearly pressed into marriage over the indiscretion.
Jade had mentioned it again, the next night. Had said, so surely, what if we didn't get caught.
Then, the next night: what if you brought your cock.
Kit's not entirely proud of the speed with which she had relented.
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(Or: Kit and Jade enjoy the Fantasy Strap-On, festively.)
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swashbucklery · 7 months
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she shines on the earth in silver (Willow, Kit/Jade/Elora, E)
It’s strange, being married. The way some things feel so profoundly, irrevocably different and some things feel exactly the same. Kit spent so long dreading marriage - a particular type of marriage, she now realizes - that she never really had the time to think about how it might feel to be married any way but unhappily. Kit’s moved fully now, her old bedroom an empty space and her things in Elora’s quarters - their quarters - officially the Princess Empress-Consort. Officially, the three of them are a well-kept secret. Kit and Elora are married, and as far as court and society know that’s the extent of it. Unofficially, of course, they’re - three. + (OR: Kit and Jade and Elora navigating home. Also, the Doppelgangland AU that no one asked for.)
AO3 Link to Chapters 1-3
AO3 Link to Chapters 4-6
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swashbucklery · 1 year
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fic: over salt sea and flowerdeep fields (Willow (2022), Kit/Jade, Kit/Elora, Kit/Jade/Elora, E)
Everything feels the same, and everything feels different, all at once. Because the victory, the heart-pounding elation of fighting the Crone and rescuing Airk and actually doing it, that's incredible. It's everything Kit ever wanted. Everything her bones knew she needed when she'd dreamt about having adventures. But it fades, quickly. Into sore shoulders and bruised ribs and the realization that they have to sleep and eat so badly. + (Kit and Jade and Elora and the long journey back from the Immemorial City, sorting out all the things that love and home can mean.)
Tags: post-series canon divergence, established relationship, friends to lovers, fake-but-not-really-engagement, smut with feelings.
Word Count: 62,972
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swashbucklery · 9 months
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On pace with my process of catching up on pop/internet culture in chronological order, I made a uQuiz!
Let’s Assign You A Willow Character
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swashbucklery · 2 months
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@spybrarian put together the Tanth'Amour rec challenge for Feb 14th, and the prompt was for writers to rec their own fics that they found most romantic. I've written lots of more-conventional Tanthamore romance, and I love that and am proud of it, but - sometimes the freakiest sex takes the deepest trust, the strongest foundation. There's a romance there that's really dear to my heart.
(my heart is) yours to fill (Kit/Jade, E): Kit and Jade invent the Fantasy Strap-On
(and i've) got designs on lighting you up (Kit/Jade, E): Kit and Jade invent the Fantasy Strap Blowjob
gotta get (bottomed out) (Kit/Jade, E): Kit and Jade take the Fantasy Strap for a spin, festively
And, as a bonus: like the colours in autumn (Kit/Jade, E): the very tenderest period sex.
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swashbucklery · 3 months
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flowing here like honey - chapter 3
Kit has always loved the tradition of the king. It was left to chance, with the coin in the cake, but the coin always seemed to find the most worthy to preside over the night in rulership. The coin never found a genuine king, someone accustomed to power and hosting and the duties of real rulership. It always found - the stablehand, the wobbly-voiced squire, a lady's maid. When Kit was small, it had felt like a little bit of real magic. She liked to think of the moons pulling strings like puppeteers, steering the coin toward the person who needed to rule.
Jade is the worthiest king she could ever have imagined. The moons have created magic once again.
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Chapter 4 coming Friday, Feb 16
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swashbucklery · 4 months
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fic: fit like a daydream (Willow, Kit/Jade, E)
Kit wants to kiss Jade every moment that she's near, and it's a want that she's had for as long as they've known each other, hidden deep within her heart. But now she knows, with the clarity of experience, how good it feels to kiss Jade. She knows the way that it lights her up, full-body. She's experienced the softness of Jade's lips, the way that Jade's fingertips curl longingly into her ribs, the soft moan that Kit can pull out of her if she kisses just the right way, and it's impossible to think of anything else.
She thinks about kissing Jade constantly, feels permanently suspended on the knife-edge of excitement and yearning.
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(Or: post-series, snowed in, only one bedroll, marshmallow-tender first time)
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swashbucklery · 11 months
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fic: just lay entwined here undiscovered (Willow (2022), Kit/Jade, E)
It's different now than it was on the road; everything is. Then, stolen kisses against trees were the best they could hope for. If they were seen, there was no consequence, save Elora or Airk teasing them about it. They weren't prominent figures in the great rescue of the prince, they were just - them. Two people, swept up in the heady rush of new love.
Tags: established relationship, post-series, making out, fingering, dirty talk, thigh humping
Word Count: 7764
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swashbucklery · 3 months
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