TheOnlySPL

Sparkle & Shine Edits

theonlyspl — Fri, 18 Dec 2015 19:49:51 GMT

All sigs and icons below are made using bases created by the lovely members of onceuponaland as part of the Sparkle & Shine challenge. There are 5 sigs (team threads) and 17 icons.

Join OnceUponaLand!!

theonlyspl — Thu, 15 Oct 2015 16:20:03 GMT

onceuponaland is looking for new members!!
Especially for Teams Regina and Snow!
If interested, please apply here.

We're also working on starting up rizzolislesland if anyone's interested in that! :)

Trick or Treat!!

theonlyspl — Fri, 31 Oct 2014 06:16:37 GMT

In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door'. Comment "Trick-Or-Treat" to this post and... well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.).

The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!

NOTE: I won't actually be able to create any "treats" for a few days, due to a last minute trip, but you'll certainly get something when I can :)

OUaL Mini-Bang: Graphics

theonlyspl — Sun, 17 Aug 2014 00:12:51 GMT

Below the cut are various graphics made for onceuponaland's Mini-Bang challenge :)

What you'll find:

[3] icons (Swan Queen, Regina/Kathryn, Regina)

[3] moodtheme graphics (Zelena, Regina)

[3] sigs (Swan Queen, Fairy Queen, and Fearless Queen)

[1] tumblr graphic (Regina)

[1] wallpaper (Regina)

Icons
feel free to use :)

Moodtheme Graphics

envious	flirty	pleased

Sigs
I still have the template so if you want any of these with your team/name, just let me know

(I remembered after making this one that we said no crossovers so... it's a bonus!)

Tumblr Graphic

(reblog here)

Wallpaper
(with and without text, click to enlarge)

Fic Masterlist

theonlyspl — Fri, 04 Apr 2014 00:39:59 GMT

Below is a list of many of my fanfictions.
Many of the fics can be read at numerous locations: AO3 (archive of our own), FFnet (fanfiction.net), LJ (livejournal), Tumblr

** = work in progress

———

CROSSOVERS

Broken Girls: With Every Breath (K)
Fandoms: Legend of the Seeker/Once Upon a Time
Co-Writer: adi-dion
Characters/Pairings: Denna, Regina Mills.
Summary: A life. That’s the price that must be paid for a death. And Regina is ready to collect that fee.
Links: AO3 // FFnet

Come With Me (K+)
Fandoms: Law & Order: SVU/Once Upon a Time
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills, Olivia Benson
Summary: Regina tries to lure Olivia to the dark side.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr // LJ

She’ll Never Be Your Woman (T)
Fandoms: Legend of the Seeker/Robin Hood
Co-Writer: adi-dion
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Guy, Marian/Guy, Denna/Marian, Denna/Dennee
Summary: Denna and Marian fight over Guy’s affections… or something.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

The Departure (K)
Fandoms: Law & Order: SVU/Once Upon a Time
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Olivia Benson
Summary: She’s been fighting for so long and with the former fairy’s departure she’s afraid she won’t be able to do so any longer, afraid that she might resign herself to her dreadful fate.
Links: AO3 // FFnet

Thrive (T) **
Fandoms: Law & Order: SVU/Once Upon a Time
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Olivia Benson, Emma Swan, Henry Mills
Summary: After weeks without communication, worry gets the best of Sergeant Olivia Benson, and so she sets off in search for her friend, Emma Swan. This leads her to Storybrooke, Maine
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

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CASTLE

Chocolate (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Castle/Beckett
Summary: Kate proves Castle wrong
Links: FFnet

Sweeter Than Cherries (K+) [100 word drabble]
Characters/Pairings: Castle/Beckett
Summary: The day Richard Castle took a leap of faith was the day he and Kate Beckett learned the meaning of magic.
Links: LJ

The Hudson Killer (K+) [co-written with bitterbird]
Characters/Pairings: Castle/Beckett, Esposito, Ryan, Montgomery, Lanie
Summary: Young, brunette, tall, wet, dead -- the simplest description for the many women found in the Hudson river. Castle and Beckett must work together in order to solve the murders... who is this serial killer? And will they catch him or her?
Links: LJ

The Reverie (K)
Characters/Pairings: Castle/Beckett, Alexis Castle
Summary: Castle gets lost within his own thoughts during an interview with a little girl who just lost her parents to murder, he finds himself within a reverie where he is married to the woman he secretly loves. But tragedy strikes.
Links: FFnet // LJ

———

LAW & ORDER: SVU

The Interrogation: Benson vs Kaldwer (T)
Characters/Pairings: Det. Olivia Benson, Victor Kaldwer (OC)
Summary: Benson interrogates a man named Victor Kaldwer.
Warning: This is an interrogation scene, and while not graphic, the crimes discussed are quite disturbing as they are sex crimes
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

———

LEGEND OF THE SEEKER

Because You Loved Me (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee, Kahlan Amnell, Eddy Amnell
Summary: She was her strength when she was weak, She was her voice when she couldn’t speak, She was her eyes when she couldn’t see, She saw the best there was in Denna…
Links: AO3 // FFnet

Breaking a Curse, Mending a Heart (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee
Summary: A conflict leads Denna to the worst of fates; death by confession. But life has it’s own ideas as to how this story ends. Denna and Dennee face certain struggles which lead them into life (and death) altering situations.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

Forbidden Fantasy (T)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee
Summary: Denna knowingly has 24 hours to do anything she wants without anyone else remembering once the 24 is up.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

Memory’s Skin (M) ** (on hiatus until further notice)
Characters/Pairings: Darken/Dennee, Denna/Dennee
Summary: What happens when you wake up in a strange place and a strange body with no idea how you got there or how you became so battered? Dennee Amnell is about to find out…
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

Powdered Innocence (K)
Characters/Pairings: Cara, Richard/Kahlan
Summary: Cara reminisces of her past and her love of snow.
Links: FFnet // LJ

Practical Girl (K)
Characters/Pairings: Salindra
Summary: Salindra has a goal, a destiny.
Links: LJ

The Immortal Flower (K)
Characters/Pairings: Richard/Kahlan
Summary: Richard has a surprise for Kahlan, after the beautiful scenery is revealed, Richard let’s her in on yet another surprise as he compares her to a rose.
Links: FFnet // LJ

The Key (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee
Summary: Denna, Dennee and a rada’han
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

The Real Son (K)
Characters/Pairings: Michael Cypher, mentions of Richard
Summary: Michael has always been jealous of Richard
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

Waiting for Maia (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee
Summary: Denna and Dennee are stuck in a strange world. There is nothing to do. And so, they wait for Maia.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // LJ

White Leather (K+)
Characters/Pairings: Denna/Dennee
Summary: White leather. Red leather.
Links: LJ

———

ONCE UPON A TIME

Girlfriendy Displays (T) [may be continued in the future]
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Captain Hook
Summary: Emma convinces Regina to help her get rid of Hook’s unwanted affections by pretending to be her girlfriend
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

I've Missed You, My Evil Queen (K) [co-written with confessoralana]

Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Henry Mills
Summary: Teen Henry tries to magic together breakfast for his moms, it doesn’t go all that well.
Links: LJ

Marriage, It’s Our Price (K)
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan
Summary: Emma finds out she’s been married to Regina for the past year (crack!)
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

Mother’s Day Mishap (K)
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Henry Mills
Summary: Teen Henry tries to magic together breakfast for his moms, it doesn’t go all that well.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

Operation White Panther (K)
Characters/Pairings: Zelena Mills, Henry Mills
Summary: Auntie Zelena helps Henry pick Mother’s Day gifts for both his moms
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

That Damn Hug (K) **
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan
Summary: Emma sees Regina hugging Robin and is instantly heartbroken
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

Welcome to Mifflin Street (K) **
Characters/Pairings: Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Henry Mills
Summary: Henry convinces his mom to meet and welcome their “mysterious” new neighbor.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

———

ROBIN HOOD (BBC)

I Could Use a Cuddle (K)
Characters/Pairings: Will/Djaq
Summary: It’s really cold and she’s obviously feeling it, but she’s in a really grumpy mood and he really doesn’t know what to do about it.
Links: AO3 // FFnet // Tumblr

———

FIC: Come With Me

theonlyspl — Sun, 16 Mar 2014 19:57:55 GMT

Title: Come With Me
Fandom: Law & Order: SVU / Once Upon a Time
Character(s): Olivia Benson, Regina Mills
Rating: PG
Summary: Prompt from tumblr: How about I give u a fanfic prompt Benson meets Regina, Regina is trying 2 lure her 2 the dark saying "u and I aren't very different." "Oh yeah, how's that?" "We both had mothers who didn't love our fathers, we both had mothers who couldn't love us."
Disclaimer: I have been informed by the Evil Queen herself that neither I nor anyone else "owns" her but rather that she owns everyone and everything and has allowed the creators of Once Upon a Time and people at ABC to call her and her subjects theirs. Likewise I do not own Olivia Benson, something about her allowing NBC and the creators of the Law & Order franchise to claim her.
Read It: AO3 // FF.net // Tumblr // or below the cut
Author's Note: Please note that there is some mention of child abuse (it is partly an SVU fic, after all) but it is brief and not graphic at all. I have been wanting to write for these two for ages, so I'm glad I finally managed something.

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"Oh, my dear." She shook her head slowly, waving her hand between herself and the sergeant, "You and I, we aren't very different."

Olivia scoffed at that, rolling her eyes. If only I had a dollar for every time someone tried that load of crap, she thought.

"Oh yeah, how's that?"

"We both had mothers who didn't love our fathers. Mothers who couldn't even love us."

Her eyes darted up at the Queen's words, a deep seeded anger boiling in the pit of her stomach. "Don't. Don't you dare talk about my mother like that!" she growled, how dare she use the word 'love' about her mother and that... that beast. "You have no idea what she went through!"

"What she went through?" Her eyes grew wide at that, as if punched in the gut. "And what about you, dear? What about what she did to you?"

"My mother did the best she could!" She held up her hand to block the other woman, attempting all at once to diffuse her anger. When she continued, her voice was leveled, though it wavered in the sliver of anger she failed to hold back. "Don't you dare presume to know anything about her, anything about my life."

"I don't presume anything, Miss Benson --"

"Sergeant." she corrected automatically, attempting to regain some form of authority.

The other brunette simply rolled her eyes and started again, "I know all about you, dear. Possibly more than you yourself do."

"You're insane." She folded her arms in front of her chest defensively, trying to stave off the urge to shiver. Something about this woman made her uneasy, and yet, somehow comfortable. It scared her, though she would never make the mistake of letting this woman see even a hint of that fear.

"Perhaps," she shrugged, and it was an oddly regal gesture, "but I'm not wrong."

Sergeant Benson simply stared back at her, and when she failed to respond, the Queen continued to push.

"Your birthdays were simply a cruel reminder of her past. The way she looked at you..." the Queen shook her head in... was that sympathy? Understanding? "It must have been difficult, especially for a little defenseless girl, such as yourself." Her voice lowered into an almost whisper, her eyes wide in wonderment, "You never really had a childhood, did you?"

She didn't need to answer. She stared the other woman down, schooling her features into a mask of indifference, but her eyes deceived her. They grew misty as she remembered her inebriated mother, cursing her, throwing things. 'Happy birthday, Olivia' her mother's voice rang in her ears, laced with disgust, and followed by spine-chilling laughter. It was venomous. But it never stopped her. She could never blame her. She loved her mother. Everything she was now, she never would have been without Serena Benson. Her mother loved her, she knew. Deep down. She had to. Why did she keep me?

"I am nothing like you, Miss Mills." She managed, at last, but it lacked the conviction she'd intended.

"And you're completely certain of that?" She challenged, taking a step into the other woman's personal space.

"You" she leaned in towards the shorter woman, unfazed by her attempt to intimidate, her voice stern and exacting, "are a murderer".

The Queen smirked at that, the regret void from her gaze. "And what about you, dear? What of the lives you've taken?"

"That's different, dear." she retorted, with great emphasis on the last word. "I have never taken a life unnecessarily." And they haunt me all the time.

"Neither have I." There was a glint of... something in her eyes as she said that, her voice cool and unwavering.

Olivia said nothing now, allowing the silence to surround them once more as she searched the other woman's chocolate eyes, trying to discern what lay beneath. What this woman really wanted.

It had only been weeks ago when she had allowed herself to believe that she had finally found a friend, a real friend she could confide in; someone who clearly understood her pain. But now, now that was gone. That illusion was destroyed the minute Regina had chosen to reveal herself for who she truly was; the Queen - the Evil Queen. Even now, though, the sergeant found it difficult to believe. Despite the other woman's manipulative gaze, she just couldn't see it. All she could see was Regina. That wonderfully complex woman; the former mayor of an unknown town who had moved to New York to 'reevaluate her ambitions'.

"Come with me." She whispered, breaking the uneasy silence. "You've never been happy here. Everything you love, you lose. Your mother, your partner, that sweet young boy..." her voice seemed to crack ever so slightly at the mention of Calvin, and Olivia knew precisely why; because she had lost a child, too. "Everyone leaves."

She looked away then, a desperate attempt to deflect the witch's words. Images of her mother flashed through her mind. And then, of course, Elliot. Her partner. Her best friend.

'You're the longest relationship that I've ever had with a man... who else would put up with me?'

He was the one person she never thought would leave her, but of course, he did. Without so much as a goodbye. Never to be heard from again.

And Calvin... she closed her eyes, fighting off the tears that were threatening to pour.

"You'll never find your happiness here, among these... people." The former mayor continued, "They don't deserve you."

Soon she felt the warmth of delicate fingers graze her cheek. "You could be so much more, Olivia. You could finally have what you've always wanted; happiness. All you have to do, is join me."

"I... can't." The words were barely audible as they escaped the sergeant's lips, and if it weren't for the close proximity, the smaller woman never would have heard them. But she did. And that's when the witch knew she would win, leaning into the other woman. Her lips no more than an inch from Olivia's as she whispered.

"You've done your job in this world, now it's time to save yourself. You have great power, my dear. I can feel it." Then her voice dropped into an almost dreamy lilt. And if she looked into her eyes then, she would have seen the Queen's pupils dilated in their desire for the power which lay just out of reach. The power that, at this very moment, ran through the sergeant's veins. "Together, we would be unstoppable."

The sergeant internally berated herself for the involuntary shudder that coursed through her as the Queen's warm breath reached her flesh. There was more to it though, an almost seductive, desperate pull to the woman's words.

You could be so much more. The words enchanted her mind, though still she tried to resist.

That is, until the Queen's hand slipped from her cheek, down her neck and arm, stopping only as her fingers reached the sergeant's own.

"Come with me." she tried once more.

And this time, rather than push her away, rather than resist, she closed her eyes and entwined her fingers with those of the Queen. As olive skin met olive skin, a strange tingle coursed through them.

Regina smiled down at their entwined hands as purple smoke emitted from where they were joined. It took little time for the mist to grow larger, deeper, until finally, it covered them both, taking them one step closer to their ever longed for happy endings. Or perhaps, more fittingly, their new beginnings.

Close/Far Icons

theonlyspl — Sat, 22 Jun 2013 05:20:10 GMT

These were made for landofart a while back, but due to my poor excuse for internet, I couldn't get it posted back then... actually, I have a lot more stuff I've been waiting to post so expect a lot more stuff ;)

The challenge was to use 1 photo to make both a negative space and a close crop icon, so I made quite a few. Here you'll find Dina Meyer, Katie McGrath, Lana Parrilla, Elizabeth Mitchell, & Mariska Hargitay. :D

Feel free to grab any you like.

SET 1

SET 2

SET 3

SET 4

SET 5

EXTRAS/ALTERNATES

Okay, so I went a little crazy with that Mariska picture... but really, can you blame me? She's so gorgeous (so are all these other ladies I love) and I was in an SVU mood so...

Jo Danville + Ellie & Tyler [Icons]

theonlyspl — Fri, 17 May 2013 22:02:03 GMT

Mother's Day inspired me to make icons of Jo Danville with her kids. I just love her mommy moments :)
So here we've got 104 icons featuring Jo Danville, Ellie Danville, and Tyler Josephson ~~Russ is in one of them but you can hardly tell it's him, and Cade Conover is in another because of the LOL of the moment~~

Feel free to snag any you like. But please re-host them as I used photobucket :P

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5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

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Half Icons

theonlyspl — Sat, 11 May 2013 15:50:01 GMT

For the "Finding My Better Half" challenge at landofart
Feel free to snag any you like :)

And here are some alternates/extras I made

1	2	3	4
5	6	7	8
9	10	11	12
13	14	15	16
17	18	19	20
21	22	23	24

And for the extra challenge
(Yes, it sucks. Pretend it doesn't)

Memory's Skin [FIC] {Chapter 1}

theonlyspl — Mon, 10 Dec 2012 17:13:34 GMT

Title: Memory's Skin
Chapter: 1
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Characters/Pairings: Dennee Amnell, Darken Rahl, Denna, Edwin Amnell, Darken/Dennee, Denna/Dennee, OCs
Rating: R
Warnings: Nudity, character death,in future: torture, dub-con
Word Count: 3,806
Written for/Dedicated to: my beautiful bestie adi_dion!I've inserted many Bestie!hints in this fic, let's see if you can catch them all :P Also, I'm sorry if I hurt your feels too much, ILU and my arms are ready for NMISHES ;)
Summary: What happens when you wake up in a strange place and a strange body with no idea how you got there or how you became so battered? Dennee Amnell is about to find out, and the discoveries she makes of her past just may surprise her.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I do not own these fabulous characters; they just like to do my bidding ;)
Author's Note: A special thank you to my lovely beta, confessoralana, who had me work harder on this than I expected :P That being said, any mistakes are my own :)

Never before had life seemed so abstract as it did today. Hours had passed since she had awakened in that cold dark cave up in the mountains. She couldn’t remember how she had gotten there, but that place gave her the chills, there was something odd about it; she sensed danger and she was in no shape to risk it. She was exhausted, her body was battered and stiff, and her throat was so dry she wasn’t sure she could speak if she wanted to. Her clothes were tattered and… far too skimpy for her taste. Her hair was a disaster with so many knots it hurt, and her bare feet were sore and bleeding. She’d been walking aimlessly for hours, all that mattered was that she got away from that cave… but, that wasn’t even the worst of it…

She heard the rush of water nearby, so she followed its music. Soon she found herself by a river. She knelt down to test the water, it was cold, but she didn’t care. She cupped some water with her hands and gently poured it over her face. Slowly she washed the dirt and the tearstains from her face. She still couldn’t tell why she had been crying; only that she was ashamed of it. She stared into her reflection for a while, studying the contours of… her face. It was strange and unfamiliar. She looked so… different. Her long blonde hair was now a deep brown, and her eyes were… it was like she was staring into someone else’s face, not her own. She knew it wasn’t possible, she must have been hallucinating. A person’s body does not simply change overnight. She stood to leave, but suddenly felt very dirty, and not just because her arms and legs were caked in dirt, it was… something else, something… inexplicable. She let a fresh tear fall and she closed her eyes for a moment. When she reopened them, the same unfamiliar reflection stood before her. She brought her hands up, allowing her fingers to trace over the features of this stranger’s face. Gently she trailed them down, following the outline of this body, she wasn’t sure she liked what she saw or what she was feeling, but she knew she didn’t hate it. It was just… uncomfortable. She needed to understand what had happened; she needed to understand this body. Without giving it much thought, she slipped the fabric off her shoulders, allowing the skin to breath. Soon she found herself slipping out of her clothing entirely. Stark naked, the cool breeze patted against her flesh. It was cold, but somehow she felt a little less uncomfortable. She examined her nude reflection, as her fingers continued to trace her new form.

Slowly, she stepped into the water. She let the rush of it bathe her. She stayed there, in the sweet, wet silence for what seemed like hours. It felt good. She smiled slightly. She didn’t want to leave the water’s embrace, but the skin of her fingers had wrinkled from exposure, warning her that this had to end. She emerged from the water and found her ragged clothes lain on the ground. She was reluctant to wear them, but she had no other options. She had no way to dry herself, either. So she chose not to put them on, at least not yet. She walked along the river for a short while, allowing the cool wind to dry her body as well as the blood that had begun to pour anew. It didn’t even bother her that she was in the middle of a forest, and that there was always a possibility that she could run into someone. This body was not her own, therefore she had no reason to hide it. It wouldn’t embarrass her; it would make absolutely no difference.

Time flew by, and luckily, or unluckily, she had not had to run into anyone. She made her way back to where she had left her clothes. Her skin was dry and refreshed. Slipping into those dusty tattered garments was anything but satisfactory. She needed something new to wear, but she had no money, and she had no idea where she was. So off she wandered, hoping to fall upon some luck or... perhaps her sister. She couldn’t figure out why or how she had been parted from her.

Hours later, she found herself stumbling into a small village. Everyone seemed to stare at her as she walked through. It was the clothing. She knew it. Why else would they be falling into silent whispers as she passed?

She spotted two young girls; one of them looked to be about ten years old, the other maybe two years younger than that. They were playing some sort of game. She watched them laugh as they played; it gave her such a warm feeling. She had only a few good memories of her childhood, and she could only wish to be one of those little girls, if only for a moment.

Suddenly she felt a large weight press against her, only to recoil seconds later. “Oh spirits! I am so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going I—” The man stopped to stare at her for a moment; he seemed shocked and scared all at once. “I… I… I… Forgive me Conf— Mother Confessor.”

She was confused now even more than before, why was this man afraid of her? Well, most men feared the touch of a Confessor, but… not quite like this. Confessors were respected. “Oh, it’s fine,” she replied quietly, then it dawned on her; “Mother Confessor?”

“I… I’ll just get out of your way. I’m sorry.” He didn’t even bother to pick up the stuff he had dropped, he just ran.

She watched him run. She couldn’t understand what had just happened. What was she missing? And why had he called her Mother Confessor? She shook her head to rid herself of the thought, it wasn’t worth worrying over. She needed to find her way home, to her sister.

She continued walking, the dry earth grinding into the wounds on her feet, attempting to ignore the stares and whispers surrounding her.

The sun had set long ago. She couldn’t walk much further, she needed sleep. She had never been particularly fond of sleep, but at this very moment, there was nothing she wanted more than to lay back and rest her eyes for a few peaceful hours. She dragged her feet along with her as she continued on, her eyes fighting to stay open, but they could only fend off the exhaustion for so long.

There was a lone tree a few feet away, it had an arched back and almost looked like a dancer. The leaves came forward to one side, creating the perfect shade area for whenever the sun would come up. She walked towards it, leaned against its trunk and slowly slid to the ground. She stretched her legs out and rested her head against it. It was a perfect fit, and it wasn’t long before she drifted off into the land of dreams.

“Miss, Miss… hello…”

She woke to the sound of a woman. Her eyes fluttered open. A beautiful red haired woman stood above her. She scrambled to her feet and stared at the other woman.

“Are you alright?” the fiery haired woman asked.

She did not answer; she simply stared at her, trying to determine whether or not she was dreaming.

“I saw you out here, and wondered… hello?” she waved a hand in front of her face, “are you alright?”

She nodded silently and looked away. Her stomach betrayed her, grumbling with hunger.

“Are you hungry? You don’t look so good… I mean, you look exhausted…”

“I’m fine.” She said finally, and then she turned to continue on her journey to… wherever it was she was headed.

“Wait!” The other woman called out, reaching out to grab her arm. “Where are you going?”

“Home.” She answered simply.

“Where’s that?”

She let out a long sigh and looked down for a moment.

“Why don’t you come with me? We can get something to eat and perhaps some clean clothes…”

She turned slowly to look at her, considering the offer.

“Come on,” the red-head smiled, gesturing for her to follow. And so, she did.

“This should fit,” she held up an elegant white dress.

“It’s beautiful.” She reached out to feel its fabric; it was incredibly soft to the touch.

“It was my mother’s” she smiled sadly.

“Oh, I can’t accept this…” she dropped her hand and shook her head ever so slightly.

“Nonsense. If you don’t, it’ll just be stuck in here forever.” She held it up against the Confessor’s thin body, “Besides, I think it’ll suit you.”

She put on the dress; it was light and, surprisingly, the perfect fit.

“You look lovely.”

She simply smiled at the generous young woman, her cheeks turning a soft pink.

They sat to eat, but they did not speak much, and it surprised Dennee that this young woman was so patient. But Dennee was grateful for the silence, as she was much too tired to try and explain that she had no explanation. Besides, she wouldn’t know what to say, she had too many questions and no answers to receive.

They said their goodbyes, and she thanked the kind woman. As she walked off, she heard the woman call out to her, “I forgot to ask, what’s your name?”

She turned to look back at the other woman, “Dennee, Dennee Amnell.”

“Dennee Amnell. Why, you’re –” she noticed the Confessor wasn’t all that comfortable with the recognition, so she pretended not to know the name. “I’m Kara. If you ever come by this way again, you know where to find me.”

Dennee smiled, “thank you for everything, Kara.” And then she proceeded on her journey.

She was only a day’s walk from Aydindril now. This was her home, this was where she belonged. She wished she had a horse, to carry her off her feet. Kara had given her a pair of shoes to go along with the dress, but still, she could feel every rock beneath them. Her feet no longer bled, but the pain was still there.

She found her way to the road to Aydindril. A short while later, a carriage came by, the driver stopped his horses a short distance ahead of her. He got out and looked back at her.

“Mother Confessor?”

Dennee stared at him, confused.

“It is you. Your majesty!”

Your majesty? Dennee thought. Since when?

“We thought… We thought maybe you’d been…”

Dennee simply stared at the strange man.

“Allow me to offer you a ride into town?” he offered as he approached her. “The people will be so happy to see you!” he grinned.

He offered her his hand and she took it. He led her to his carriage and helped her climb up. He then came up to sit next to her, smiling. He lifted the reigns and urged the horses to continue.

“Thank you,” she said finally.

At first, he attempted to engage her in conversation, clearly curious about something that she must have been involved with before, but her delayed, short responses led him into silence, and it was in silence that they rode for the remainder of the trail.

As they travelled through town, everyone stared in awe. It was as though they’d seen a ghost. Finally they reached the palace doors. He stopped the carriage, stepped down and helped her out.

“Thank you,” she said once more, this time with a bit of a smile.

“It was my pleasure.” He grinned. And then, his facial expression turned and he spoke quietly, “my condolences to you, your majesty.”

She looked at him again, confused.

He gave her a sad smile and then turned to leave.

She entered the palace, only to find a dozen servants falling down to their knees, bowing down to her. She looked at them, again confused. What in the Spirits is going on here? She smiled shyly at them all and asked them kindly to rise. They did so immediately. And then came the offers. They wanted to serve her in any way they possibly could. Dennee wasn’t particularly comfortable with this.

“Mommy!” she heard a little voice call out. A little boy (who couldn’t be more than four, maybe five years old) ran towards her excitedly, arms wide open. He hugged her legs when he had come close enough.

Dennee did not know how to respond. Who was this boy? And why was he calling her ‘Mommy’? She smiled unsurely, to avoid disappointing the child.

Soon the doors burst open. A man in royal red robes entered through them. He smiled at her and walked towards her quickly. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

“Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick.” He whispered in her ear.

She pushed him off her and began to reach for her ankles, only to remember that she did not have any daggers on her. Her eyes wandered around the room wildly, she wondered why everyone was acting so naturally. “What are you doing? What are you doing here?”

The man looked somewhat worried, but mostly confused. He knelt down and picked up the young boy. “Edwin, why don’t you go into the other room and play with Irina for a while, Mommy and I will be out in a minute.” The child smiled and kissed him on the cheek before one of the servants took him out of the room.

“Leave us.” He stated simply to all the other servants. They left.

“Where have you been? I – We thought… I was worried that perhaps…”

“You haven’t answered my question. What are you doing here?”

“Are you alright, my love?”

“Your love? What in the Spirits are you talking about?!”

“Dennee, did something happen to you? You’re acting strangely.”

“I’m acting strangely? I’m acting strangely! I know exactly who you are, Darken Rahl. And you may have everyone else here fooled, but I won’t fall for your tricks!”

“Tricks? Dennee, we’re long past that now. Are you sure you’re alright? What happened to you? Where did you go?” he leaned towards her and cupped her face, “I’ve missed you.”

“I don’t know what kind of game you think you’re playing here but –” she took a step back, withdrawing from his touch.

“Dennee, I’m not your enemy. Not anymore.” He closed the space between them, took her hand in his and brought it up to eye level. She watched as their fingers entwined. She noticed the gold band on his finger. But her fingers were bare. He reached into his pocket with his other hand and brought out a beautiful ring.

“I found this out in the stable… I can’t imagine you’d leave it on purpose.” He smiled sweetly as he slipped it onto her finger and then kissed her hand softly.

“I… I don’t understand…” she said, staring blankly at the ring which now embraced her finger.

“Listen, Dennee. I know her death was hard on you. It was hard on me too. I think of her constantly… but that’s no excuse to… to abandon your son….”

“My son?” she asked, confused. That little boy, could he -? No. It was impossible. Giving birth was surely something she would remember.

“Our son, now.” He smiled.

“I don’t understand… who died? And when did I have a son… And when did I marry you?”

“You know who I’m talking about. You just don’t want to remember, because it hurts. I know that, I understand that… Michaela was our first… but she won’t be our last. We can try again…”

She felt tears spill down her face, though she wasn’t sure why. She had no memory of this Michaela, or this marriage, or that boy… But she was crying.

Darken wrapped her in a warm embrace. It was oddly comforting. She cried into his shoulder, hoping this was all just a terrible nightmare.

“I know this past year has been hard on you,” he rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head. “But we can get through this, like we have all those other times.”

“No we can’t.” She withdrew from his embrace, “No we can’t! Because I don’t have a clue what we are. And I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Calm down, Dennee, we can figure this out. Just tell me where you were. You’ve been gone for over a month... Something must have happened to you…”

“I can’t! I can’t tell you where I was or what happened to me, because I don’t know! I don’t remember! I don’t remember any of this. I woke up two days ago in a strange place and in a strange body. This is just a nightmare… Yes, that’s all this is. A terrible, terrible nightmare! I need to wake up. I can’t take this any longer. I would never marry a tyrant like you! Let alone bear your children! Kahlan is the only one who could help me. Where is she? Where is my sister? What have you done with her? Where is she?! Answer me! Please… just, just answer me. Make it stop. Make it, make it stop…” she fell to her knees, tears spilling.

Darken leaned down to comfort her again, but she pushed him away.

“Where is my sister?!” she demanded, springing her head up venomously.

“Dennee,” he spoke softly, “Kahlan is… she died a few years ago… She and the Seeker, along with their wizard and Cara… She died a hero…”

She stared at him in shock, not believing a word of what he was saying. Kahlan wasn’t dead, she couldn’t be. She was Kahlan, the Mother Confessor. She was… her big sister…

“No, you’re lying.”

“No, I’m not. I’m sorry.”

“Then… that means…”

“You’re the last Confessor, the Mother Confessor.”

“And I’m married to the Lord Rahl…” even as she said it, she couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, yes you are.”

“And I have a son.”

“Edwin.” He said the name with pride.

“Edwin.” She repeated with a slight smile upon her face.

“But… what of this body? When did…” she swept her hands against her torso, still doubting it was her body, doubting any of this was even real.

“Magic. You died years ago, only to be resurrected by Mistress Denna.”

“And that’s how I came to this body?”

“No.”

“No?”

“That’s how you came to be Edwin’s mother.”

“I don’t… I don’t understand.”

“She had you brought into his mother’s body. And when she couldn’t be brought back, you took him as your own son.”

“I… this is unbelievable.”

“I know. You are an extraordinary woman,” he smiled as he caressed her cheek.

She couldn’t help but smile a little herself. She wondered how it was that a tyrant like Darken Rahl could come to be such a gentle man. More than that, she wondered why it felt so right being here, with him. She remembered nothing of their past, and yet, she felt for him. There was a strong bond between them, she could feel it, but she couldn’t explain it.

“What was her name? His mother.”

“Lucinda.”

“Lucinda.” She repeated. “That’s what we should name our next child… Lucinda, or Lucy. In honor of this body, in honor of Edwin’s mother.” Dennee surprised herself, how could she possibly be thinking of children? Having children with Darken Rahl? This had to be a dream – a nightmare.

“That would be lovely.” He kissed her lips softly, she didn’t kiss him back, but she didn’t shy away from it either. “Though you should know, this isn’t Lucinda’s body.” She lifted an eyebrow at him, clearly confused. He chuckled softly. “I’m sorry my love, I know how terribly crazy this must all sound to you. Though I’d like to know how it is that you’ve come to lose memory of all this.”

“But… if this isn’t her body… then whose is it and how – why – would I have changed a third time?”

Darken let out a small sigh. “Lucinda was… an escort of sorts… She worked in Mistress Denna’s tavern… And well, when you came to be in her body… Let’s just say, people knew and they weren’t too happy about it... neither were you. And… let’s just say that a while after we became… close, we found a way to remedy the problem.”

“Oh…” she paused for a moment, absorbing it all. “So, whose body was this?”

“A woman who was once known by the name of Marian. She was both a warrior and a lady. Almost as courageous as yourself.”

Silence surrounded them for a moment. And then Dennee smiled.

“Lucinda Marian.” She said.

“Hmm?”

“Lucinda Marian Amnell Rahl. That will be the name of our next child.” She smiled at him.

“It’s perfect.” He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her.

“One more thing,” she stopped him before his lips could meet her own.

“Yes?”

“How did… I mean, what happened to you, to us? How did this happen?”

“That, my love, is a long story. One for another night.” He leaned in once more, still hungry for one sweet kiss, but she shied away, momentarily, staring into his sparkling eyes.

Dennee didn’t know why she felt so comfortable with this man, nor did she know why she would be naming their future children when she couldn’t remember anything of the past few years. But despite all the confusion, at this very moment, Dennee was happy, and so finally, she gave in, caressing his lips with her own.

A week had passed and still she remembered nothing. Darken however, had been especially lovely to her. He never left her side for too long, and he was constantly telling her stories of the past few years they had spent together. It felt like a dream. Not a nightmare, a dream. He was too perfect. Sometimes to the point that it scared her. The last she remembered of Lord Rahl was the extent of his evil capabilities. That was the story she wanted most to hear. The story of how such an evil soul managed to redeem himself in such an incredible way. But each time she asked him to tell her, he would turn the conversation, and if she ever confronted him on it, he would go silent or reassure her that he would tell her some day. She knew it must have taken a lot from him, and that whatever happened must still pain him. She just hoped that if he didn’t tell her soon, then at the very least, her memory would return to her. Then she would know.

LotS Bingo :D

theonlyspl — Sun, 02 Dec 2012 05:27:58 GMT

My bingo card for legendland
So excited LL is doing bingo! ~~I was hoping that's what it would be xD~~

Your Beauty Overwhelms Me	They will break you	The nights stars	Grass is greener	power is addictive
End of all things	Christmas, red stars	Mind over heart	Gangham Style	Darkness turning to light
Magic filled the air	Sunsets and serenades	WILD CARD	Lace and Leather	boat at a lake
Modern day car ride	don't stop me now	Love me this way	Black and white	light and shadow
Mistletoe	"I'll kill you"	A Chance Dance	Fight or Flight	hold back your tears

Just try and guess who's going to be under the mistletoe ;)

No One Else - Fanmix

theonlyspl — Thu, 01 Nov 2012 03:50:15 GMT

For:lotseekerficbingo
Prompt: Everyone is an enemy but us
Medium: fanmix
Warning: none

This here is a small fanmix about Denna and Dennee and how they have only each other to rely on.
How no one could ever tear them apart. There is no one else.
It's them against the world.

1. Everybody's Talkin' My Baby Down {Celine Dion}
[She]'s not like the others
Nobody wants to see it
They don't even wanna try
Judge a book by its cover
And you'll never know the story
There's so much more than meets the eye
Oh and I know [her] heart is true
I don't need anyone
To tell me what to do

2. You and Me {Lifehouse}
There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
'Cause it's you and me, and all other people
with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me
And all other people.

3. Fall Into Me {Sugarland}
Before the day can get much worse
I wanna be the one you reach for first
Fall into me
My arms are open wide
And you don't have to say a word
'Cause I already see
That it's hard and you're scared
And you're tired and it hurts
And I wanna be
The one you reach for first

4. Heal My Wounds {Poets of the Fall}
Here and now
With all dreams realized
Would you choose still
More time to do
Don't fall down 'cause
I need you to rise
No one else can heal my wounds

5. Unison {Celine Dion}
Here we are undivided by anything
Just you and I
We've come so far no one else
Could ever steal away what we confide
Who wants to know?
We stick together, we're never apart
Everbody knows who we are
Because we are one, we do it in unison
We come together and stronger we are
Just when the world can, can tear us apart
We go on as one, we do it in unison

Gina Icons!

theonlyspl — Tue, 09 Oct 2012 03:14:31 GMT

40 Gina Holden icons!

Because she is flawless <3

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

Denna/Marian - What If [Video!]

theonlyspl — Sat, 06 Oct 2012 15:59:10 GMT

I FINALLY FINISHED IT!!!!!!!!!
It turned out completely different than what I had originally planned ~~and I started this like a year ago and kept getting stuck and now I managed to finish it in my netless time!~~
This is the first time I've manipulated videos so those scenes are really badly done, but it's Denna/Marian so it's awesome ;)
Anyways, ~~ship it~~ enjoy!

DENNA: You think it's possible for me to become a better person?

MARIAN: Everything is back in it's box

MARIAN: Don't you touch me, don't touch me!

MARIAN: I'm so sorry

DENNA: I've never known anyone like you...

DENNA: I lied to you... I'm sorry...

DENNA: NO!!

MARIAN: I love -- her

Blah... Stupid net

theonlyspl — Tue, 02 Oct 2012 20:30:10 GMT

No Internet at home again... We're changing providers AGAIN >_____>
*fingers crossed*

Just figured I'd let it be known... In case anyone notices/wonders why there are no new challenges at OUaL :P

Robin Hood 20in20

theonlyspl — Mon, 01 Oct 2012 15:44:09 GMT

20 Marian icons for the Robin Hood 20in20 plus 24 others

Feel free to use any of these you like, but please re-host them as I used photobucket :)

Primary Colours	Lyrics	Deadly Sin (Lust)	Retelling a Scene	Crossover (LotS)

Colour Wheel	Elemental	Colour Splash	Virtue (Kindness)	Black & White

Lines 1	Lines 2	Lines 3	Lines 4	Lines 5

AC 1	AC 2	AC 3	AC 4	AC 5

ALTERNATES

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

And then there's these I made for hoodland
~~one of them won... but I can't remember which one lol~~

17	18	19	20	21

And then there's these, because Lucy is flawless

22	23	24

SOMEBODY LOVES ME

theonlyspl — Sun, 30 Sep 2012 14:58:01 GMT

...and I don't even know why. Ahhhhhhh *FLAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSS*

whoever you are, gorgeous anon...

I CAN HAZ MORE ICONS NOW!!!!!!!!!!!

~~"Belle" has inappropriate feelings for "Regina"~~

*FLAILS*
*SQUEES*
*DIES*

NO, SERIOUSLY.

The Fandom Rambling Meme

theonlyspl — Thu, 20 Sep 2012 00:04:28 GMT

Stolen from ariestess because LJ is being annoying and I therefore have nothing better to do...

Pick one of the following and I'll yammer about it in the comments...

~~1 - Your current OTP.~~ (answered here for ariestess)
~~2 - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.~~ (answered here for dj_rocca)
3 - A pairing you have never liked and probably never will.
~~4 - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.~~ (answered here for adi_dion)
5 - Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?
~~6 - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?~~ (answered here for adi_dion)
~~7 - Do you remember your first OTP? If so who was in it?~~ (answered here for adi_dion)
8 - Do you prefer characters from real action series or anime series?
9 - Has the internet caused you to stop liking any fandoms? If so, which and why?
~~10 - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr your social network sites.~~ (answered here for ariestess)
11 - How do you feel about the other people in your current fandom?
12 - Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request. What do you ask for?
13 - Your favorite fanart or fanartist.
~~14 - Your favorite fanfiction or fanauthor.~~ (answered here for ariestess)
15 - Choose a song at random. Which OTP does it remind you of?
~~16 - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).~~ (answered here for ariestess)
17 - A ship you’ve abandoned and why.
18 - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships.
~~19 - Show us an example of your personal headcanon.~~ (answered here for madame_denna)
20 - Do you remember what your first fanwork was?
~~21 - Self-rec: What's your favorite fanwork you've created?~~ (answered here for madame_denna)
22 - Are you one of those fans who can’t watch anything without shipping?
~~23 - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms.~~ (answered here for adi_dion)
~~24 - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms.~~ (answered here for adi_dion)
25 - A fandom you’re in but have no ships from.
~~26 - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go.~~ (answered here for adi_dion)

5 walls & 100 icons featuring The Flawless One

theonlyspl — Mon, 17 Sep 2012 06:17:37 GMT

So... I saw the new Lana photos... and I don't know how exactly... but I wound up with 100 icons.
~~*will blame ariestess*~~

Feel free to snag any you like. But please re-host them as I used photobucket :P

1	2	3	4	5

6	7	8	9	10

11	12	13	14	15

16	17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24	25

26	27	28	29	30

31	32	33	34	35

36	37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44	45

46	47	48	49	50

51	52	53	54	55

56	57	58	59	60

61	62	63	64	65

66	67	68	69	70

71	72	73	74	75

76	77	78	79	80

81	82	83	84	85

86	87	88	89	90

91	92	93	94	95

96	97	98	99	100

~~My fangirling over Lana made me misspell curiosity. Deal with it.~~

Bestieness!

theonlyspl — Sat, 01 Sep 2012 17:37:57 GMT

Soooo my Bestie, adi_dion, and I have been bringing the Bestie!Love to a whole other level. Yeah, no nothing weird. We've been working together on things like WOAH. We are the awesome *nods srsly* How did this all start? We got back to working on our Legend of the Seeker/Robin Hood crossover chapter fic! (the Denna/Marian-Dennee one) ~~don't get your hopes up too much, it's gonna take a while to finish~~

We're also working on at least 2 OUaT related fics and some other ~things that will be posted whenever they are complete ;)

We decided to make ourselves a place to post all our collaborative and bestie-related works so we made a joint account, not a community, a joint account! :D So if you're at all interested, feel free to add us; theonlydennea

We also went a little crazy on tumblr and now there's not only a Jess Marais tumblr, but also a Lucy Griffiths one and a Gina Holden one! ~~We need one for Tania Nolan next~~ THE BESTIES <3 follow them if you like :D

ETA: we now also have a Tania Nolan tumblr :D

I LOVE MY BESTIE <3

The Meme of Memeliness

theonlyspl — Thu, 30 Aug 2012 14:12:58 GMT

Because adi_dion told me that I must spread this disease in my LJ -__-

Comment and I'll.....

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a colour, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5 . Associate you with a character/pairing.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question. I reserve that right.)
7. Tell you my favorite user pic(s) of yours.
8. Tell you that you must spread this disease in your LJ.

The Reverie [Fic]

theonlyspl — Wed, 29 Aug 2012 15:01:28 GMT

Title: The Reverie
Fandom: Castle!
Disclaimer: "Castle" and all its characters do not belong to me, sadly.
Pairing/Characters: Richard Castle/Kate Beckett, Alexis Castle, OC
Written for castleland ~~ages ago~~
Word Count: 1,149
Rating: PG
Summary: Castle gets lost within his own thoughts during an interview with a little girl who just lost her parents to murder, he finds himself within a reverie where he is married to the woman he secretly loves. But tragedy strikes.

Ten years old and she had just lost both her parents. The young girl was trying so hard not to cry as she answered all of Beckett's questions, but it was clear that she was just about ready to explode in tears. Castle was speechless, he couldn't bring himself to speak, the thought that it could have been Alexis, the possibility that one day, his own daughter might experience exactly what this little girl had – the idea of his daughter witnessing his murder – was heartbreaking. And to make matters worse, he knew she would blame herself – just as this little girl was, even though it could never be her fault. He didn't want to cry, he couldn't, it would be a disaster if he did. He needed to escape the thoughts, sometimes shadowing Beckett was just too hard to handle, it hurt too much. Sometimes the intrigue just wasn't enough, sometimes the pain it inflicted just wasn't worth it, but he couldn't help it, he would just keep coming back, like a magnet. For a moment, he wondered why he couldn't just get up and leave, but as he saw the reason wrapping her arms around the little girl, who had finally let go of the tears, he knew exactly why he had to stay.

The little girl buried her face into Beckett's chest. Richard stared. He could see the pain in her eyes; he could only imagine what she was thinking about. Here he was, speechless, pathetically sitting there staring, feeling only his own hurt, when both the little girl and the extraordinary woman before him had experienced the kind of pain he could only ever imagine, the kind of pain he had written on paper, the kind of pain that made him rich. But he could never truly capture it as a whole, he hadn't experienced it, and he hoped he never would.

He heard a few mumbles escape the detective's lips; she was trying her best to ease the young girl's pain. If anyone knew how to ease someone's pain, it was Beckett. He'd seen it time and again, with every victim, anyone who had lost someone, she could always talk them through it, even if it meant not talking at all. She always seemed to know exactly what to say to them, and moreover, when not to say anything at all. It was admirable – no, it was amazing, just as she was and always would be in his eyes.

Suddenly he found himself lost in an entirely different place, a better place. Staring at the sight before him for so long had altered his mind; he was no longer watching Beckett hug a young victim of tragedy. Now he was watching happiness like no other – what he saw was Kate, a beautiful woman smiling as she hugged an even younger girl, one who looked to be about five years old, and she looked just like her.

Soon after, he found himself within the reverie; the beautiful little girl ran up to him, arms wide open expecting a big hug. Katherine followed after her; she smiled so bright it made his heart skip a beat. She took a step even closer to him, leaning in so close that they nearly shared the same breath. And then, she kissed him. His heart beating faster than ever before, he deepened the kiss, savouring the moment.

Their passion was then interrupted by the giggles of the little girl who now had her arms wrapped around both his legs and Kate's. She was so adorable he couldn't be even a little mad that she'd cut off the kiss. Kate stroked the girl's hair and told her three of the world's most beautiful words. The girl blushed and then turned around. Both Rick and Kate followed her gaze, and sure enough, it was Alexis she was staring at. She ran to her, Alexis, who seemed a little older, and all the more beautiful, lifted the girl up into the air. When he read his daughter's lips, everything fell into place.

This little girl was his daughter, as well as Kate's. He smiled, he had never been this happy before. Finally, he turned his gaze to Katherine, admiring her gorgeous body and then planting his eyes on her right hand, there he saw a radiant diamond.

He wanted to be sure of what he saw, so he checked his own hand, and there it was, a simple golden band that made his heart soar.

A loud bang startled him, he looked up, confused. Everything seemed to be alright, but then he heard it twice more. He looked again and realized that something was wrong, no one was smiling anymore. Kate's face turned to hurt and anger, she pulled out her gun just as his daughters vanished from sight. Now it was just the two of them, Kate was in a rage, shooting towards targets he couldn't see. Everything around them was now a dark blur. Kate turned to him, holding her waste. She struggled to reach him and then laid a red hand on his shoulder. Her lips spelt out his name several times, but he couldn't hear anything. He was shocked and numb.

She tightened her grip on his shoulder, squeezing it a little, calling out his name, but he was unresponsive. She shook him lightly and he jumped a little, staring at her in shock. She reached out with her other hand, trailing her finger under his eyes. He continued to stare, and she responded with a tiny grin. She made a point of showing him that he was crying, she had wiped his tears. He opened his mouth slightly and stared down at her right hand, no ring. She jerked back as if slightly uncomfortable, possibly realizing how dangerously close to him she had been.

He felt a small sense of relief when he realized that it wasn't real, that he was now back in the real world. He turned to where the ten year old girl had been sitting and found the chair was empty, he turned back to face Beckett with a look of confusion, she shook her head when he asked where the girl had gotten too. He was then informed that the interview was over and she'd left with her aunt. Knowing what Beckett was about to ask, he stood up letting her know that she really didn't want to know where his mind had taken him.

He knew she would take it upon herself to taunt him about this moment and how he spaced out throughout the entire interview, but he smiled despite himself. Everything was back to the way it should be, though his heart longed to touch her, to kiss her the way he would have had the reverie been real, without the bitter end. One day, they would have it all.

Join Castleland!

theonlyspl — Sat, 25 Aug 2012 18:56:16 GMT

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Destined to be Besties: Dennea [Ship Manifesto]

theonlyspl — Mon, 20 Aug 2012 14:51:08 GMT

So, legendland has this challenge where we create a Ship Manifesto for one of our favourite LotS ships, you can imagine who I chose ;) I was just going to write "LOOK", post a bunch of screencaps and then use my Lana!enoughsaid gif, but apparently there's a minimum wordcount lol, so here we go...

Title: Destined to be Besties: Dennea
Pairing: Denna/Dennee (Dennea)
Spoilers: Sacrifice, Resurrection, Light

Denna and Dennee are both very minor characters in Legend of the Seeker; Denna appears in 4 episodes and Dennee appears in 3 episodes (and is played by 2 different actresses), so why then do I find them so irresistibly shippable? Because they are made for each other. Allow me to explain ~~though seriously, I shouldn't have to, just re-watch Resurrection and you will understand!~~

First of all, I feel that the most important factor of this ship needs to be noticed...

DENNA
DENNEE

Got it? Their names are so similar it isn't even funny. It's flawless. It's like they were literally made for each other.

"When you need me... you know where to find me."

Now, all they need is to use ~powerful magic to have a baby. A girl who will grow up to be the first ever Confessor'Sith who they shall name Dennea and nickname "Dina".
~~Stop looking at me funny, this is serious business.~~

Denna ~trained/took care of Dennee pre-Sacrifice.

We don't know it officially, because the writers were evil and wanted to keep us from the truth... but we do know that Darken held her captive and that Mord'Sith were involved. And who else but Denna would he have sent to take care of his precious ~~baby momma~~ pregnant confessor? I mean come on. It's canon.

Both of them were "killed" by Cara. So they have a common enemy :P

But they both also kicked Cara's ass. So they can bond over that fact.
~~And Kahlan saved Cara both times, so there's some C/K right there.~~

(aww, see... Dennee 1.0 even shares physical features with Denna)

Denna is a Mord'Sith and Dennee is a Confessor, they are meant to be swarn enemies, right? Wrong. The whole forbidden factor to their relationship is exactly what makes it work so well (which I am sure any Cara/Kahlan shippers understand). These are two strong, gorgeous women who have been through similarly rough circumstances in their pasts. Where Denna was tortured (at a much younger age than most, as I understand) in childhood to attain Mord'Sith standards, Dennee Amnell was used and abused by her own father. While Denna would have actually killed her father to complete training, Dennee probably wished she could do the same to hers, but her confessor nature would never allow it.

"You think it's possible for me to become a better person?"

As we see in Light, there is a desire to be a better person deep down within this ruthless Mord'Sith. This is exactly where Dennee could come in as the perfect shoulder for Denna to lean on if she were to actually work towards this desire of becoming more. Dennee's sense of "good" certainly compliments Denna's sense of power. As partners, these two women could easily factor out each others faults.

Look at all the touching *faints*

Resurrection was most certainly the episode to seal the deal for me. When Denna brings Dennee's soul into Lucinda's body, there is just this instant connection, this gorgeous chemistry between them. Not to mention that Lucinda told Richard that she was ~personally instructed by Madame Denna, which means there was already a physical attraction there ;)

For a ship where only one episode was shared, what more could a fan ask for than a breath of life scene? No seriously. Their lips are so close, all you can think is "GO CLOSER."

"Who are you? Where am I?"
"Everything's alright. I'm a friend."

That's all for now, can't say as it's been the best manifesto, but if you ignore the words and look at the pretty, it's more than enough ;) Now excuse me while I go write some Dennea fic... *points to screencap* they're already headed somewhere more ~private.

ETA: despite anything she may say, or has already said in her own Dennea Manifesto, adi_dion is the only one to ~~blame~~ thank for the discovery ~~and my obsession~~ of this most beautiful ship.

Practical Girl [Fic]

theonlyspl — Fri, 17 Aug 2012 23:27:10 GMT

Title: Practical Girl
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Characters: Salindra
Rating: G
Word Count: 237
Written for: lotseekerfic Bingo
Prompt: Salindra - pre-Wizard
Summary: Salindra has a goal, a destiny.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I do not own these fabulous characters; they just like to do my bidding ;)

Love is a luxury. One which lives only in the minds of the foolish. Anyone who tells you any different understands nothing of this world.

Money, though, that is real. And unlike this myth they call love; riches and power are desires of truly attainable nature. And one day, as I have vowed to myself time and again, I will achieve my destiny, I shall be the richest of this land.

That is why I do what I do, that is why I have made this choice. To traffic in lust (or “love” as they foolishly believe) is not as shameful a path as others make it out to be.

With golden hair and a sweet smile, I can charm any man and therefore I can control any man. With these simple tricks I collect my pay. But this is only the beginning, this is only practice, for one day, I shall have all the riches I desire; I will be as rich as a queen. There is no greater fate.
I am not blinded by fantasies of love and happiness, experience has taught me better. I am a lady who makes her own choices; not only in the clients I serve, but in the life I lead. I am a practical girl. I have paid my dues and planned my future.

I am Salindra. And one day, I shall be much more than what you see.

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