Merthur Fic Recs: Pining!merlin

The Bullet that Carved My Name (Chapter One)

Title: The Bullet that Carved My Name

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Death, gun violance, murder, blood/gore

Fandom: Death and Martha, and Hell's Belles (TikTok's Flickerspark and Sea Ya Out There)

Summery: You die at the hand of your father and learn to love yourself in the afterlife, where Lily, Sharkie, Penny, and the Hellp Desk Gang take you into their adopted family.

Chapter Summery: Bex meets Death who tries to convince her to go to her paradise, but Bex decides Hell is a better option.

Listen - I don't own anything, ok? I don't even own the laptop I'm writing this on or myself (I'm in a lot of dept). But I don't approve of anyone taking this and posting it somewhere else. This is my work and I've worked hard on it. It isn't Beta'd or Proof Read so I guess you could say the onlything I do own are the mistakes in this. I've taken A LOT from my personal life and put it into this story. Please be kind. And if anyone wants to Beta it, I would love that! Just message me and let me know!

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The ☀️ and I don’t get along. 😅

So - is this really how I died? I always thought I would die in a car crash or of old age. Maybe by an active shooter - I did live in America, after all. But seriously? This?

“Bex?”

I looked up at Death and frowned. The female-presenting gothic looking person who had shown up to take me to my afterlife was staring at me concerned. I couldn’t blame them, after all. I was looking… well, crazed.

“He really did it, didn’t he?” I asked, looking back at Death. “He really killed me…?” I still couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah… he did.” Death confirmed.

I looked back down at my mortal body, laying on my parents’ floor, blood slowly soaking into the hardwood floors. I had always known my father was unstable. I had always known that he had a temper. But I didn’t think he was ever actually capable of pulling the trigger.

Until now.

I honestly wasn’t even sure why I didn’t believe him. I know I’d go to bed some days afraid that he really would shoot everyone like he said. But I also knew he was a narcissist and willing to say anything to get attention, which is exactly what he always got after screaming at my mother and I about stupid shit.

Today it was about how no one wanted to help him around the house. I was working, my mom was busy, and he decided he wanted to do something. I don’t even know what it was, I just know that I was in the middle of work when he lost his mind and started screaming profanities and throwing things around the house.

I had rolled my eyes at him when he said he felt like he could kill everyone because I didn’t believe him. But now… the proof was right before my eyes.

“So where do I go now?” I asked, looking around the intermension before I see the sign for Hell.

“Ah. Never mind. I know where I go now.” I suppose my parents were probably right. Leaving the Catholic Church was definitely the wrong move. And honestly, if God really was that evil, I’d rather be in Hell. “Thanks for coming to get me, but I’ll be on my way now.”

“Now wait a minute! Martha will be very upset with me if I let another soul go alone!” Death cried.

“...another?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at the goth, amused.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Chuckling, I shook my head and headed to the stairs. “You can tell Martha I’m alright. After all, Hell’s gotta be better than whatever the Catholic God claims Heaven is.”

“Well that’s rather rude. The Catholic God runs a … very interesting heaven. But I don’t think you belong to Hell. You were a pretty good person from what I’ve read in your file.”

“Thank you, but if Hell is real, then clearly my parents were right.”

“That’s not really how this whole afterlife works. What did you believe in?” Death asked,

I snorted. “Believe in? Honey, I don’t think I believe in anything, really.”

“Well, you could be a ghost. Or reincarnate-”

“Reincarnate!? In this world!? Fuck that!” I cried, “This world is fucked! It’s about to implode! No, I’ll go to Hell. Thanks,” I smiled and waved, turning to the stairs and descending, ignoring Death’s cries for me to stop. 

Chapter Two

some observations on color coding eyewear in ficton and their meanings

"I'm not much of a shipper," she says, as she makes fluffy shippy doodles again. But also, I love thinking about canon details, and sometimes I can lie awake at night thinking, "wow, I can't believe InoAoi is canon."

Like, the fact that it appeared so suddenly at the end was one thing, and I came around to it pretty quick, but then there was the fanbook detail and new illustration around the same time that said Inosuke makes her laugh, and I'm like, "WHERE!!!??? This never, ever, ever happened in serialization, though????" My guess is that Aoi needed to deal with a lot of her own issues before feeling free enough to smile at all, and consistent with the themes at the end of the series, it seems that finally feeling the freedom of the end of the Corp's mission may have helped. But also, while I'm glad romance was never a big part of the plot to wade through, one is left wondering about what sort of feelings she might have had for Tanjiro, and when and how she moved on from that, probably without anyone else ever knowing of it.

As for the TanKana bit up there, I had a period of time at work last month when I had a lot of scattered stand-by time for a few minutes at a time, and I enjoyed a ton fluffy fanart on Pixiv. While going on a ZenNezu binge I came across a comic that made mention of Tanjiro and Kanao expecting a baby before being married. My first thought was "KAMADO TANJIRO WOULD NEVER" but my next thought was "...unless Kanao really wanted to." It does make some sense that they wouldn't wait that long, though, knowing what the mark may have in store for Tanjiro and wanting to make the most out of their time as a family, and the fact that Kanata and Sumihiko (great-great-grandchildren) are a whole generation ahead of Touko and Yoshiteru (great-grandchildren). That leaves me with the real questions, how long did the Kamaboko Squad all live together in the end?

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The Girl from the Sea by Molly Knox Ostertag

Today's sapphic book of the day is The Girl from the Sea by Molly Knox Ostertag!

Summary: "Fifteen-year-old Morgan has a secret: She can't wait to escape the perfect little island where she lives. She's desperate to finish high school and escape her sad divorced mom, her volatile little brother, and worst of all, her great group of friends...who don't understand Morgan at all. Because really, Morgan's biggest secret is that she has a lot of secrets, including the one about wanting to kiss another girl.

Then one night, Morgan is saved from drowning by a mysterious girl named Keltie. The two become friends and suddenly life on the island doesn't seem so stifling anymore.

But Keltie has some secrets of her own. And as the girls start to fall in love, everything they're each trying to hide will find its way to the surface...whether Morgan is ready or not."

WTF

love that ryan shane and steven dont have active public accounts on tumblr, so either we are here with tumblr user wearewatcher as a babysitter, or they are lurking. stalking.

survival? mode.

mysteries? filed.

hotel? trivago.

binnie x girl groups

I’ve always loved seeing people  in fandoms taking about head cannons, their thoughts and stuff in general so I’m trying to do it more so here’s thing

I never wanted to fix Shane

I always see people talking about you can’t fix shane when it’s like talking about what your character says about you  so I want to give my thoughts and personal experience

My thought was never to fix Shane

I started playing Stardew valley at one of my highest points of depression and anxiety. It’s what I call my depression game. I bought it because I was feeling depressed and wanted something to take my mind off of it because it helps me 

I’m also a very spiteful person so when I met Shane and he gave me the who the fuck are you line I took that as a challenge and wanted to be best friends with them. And loved him

And then, as the story progressed, I saw what he was going through

I could relate and someways being that I wasn’t in the best mental state and all I wanted to do was hug this man there was no thoughts of fixing him, just wanting to get this man, the love he clearly needed as know i want

And being able to be his friend and see him get better  and him showing us chickens and seeing how they helped him by love he had for them

I fell in love with him and decided to chose him to be my bachelor

 And then, after marrying him, and seeing him be in a much more healthy place, he still gets those feelings of depression, which I liked, because I know it doesn’t just go away like that, and thought that was nicely written

Some in conclusion, I never wanted to fix them

I wanted help him and show him love, and that he’s truly cared for

You could probably say that’s the same thing as wanting to fix him, but that was never my intention

Anyway thank you for coming to my Ted talk