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tannnnblogs · 3 months
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addsalwayssick · 2 months
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if i dont end up doing what i want to do with my life i will be dismantling the school system
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ladamedusoif · 25 days
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Me, reemerging into the world albeit with some minor time on here because c'mon, SAGs and sanity after spending the best part of two weeks hammering out a very overdue book chapter for my professional life.
*blinking into the sunlight*
I'm back, I'm going to try to catch up, I feel insane, send hugs.
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xenole · 6 months
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aerodaltonimperial · 2 months
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kevinkevinson · 1 year
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day 38 Fake Love
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yeeteddemigod · 4 months
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Pookie please what's wrong with you actually seriously
U the same person who asked me this right?
WELL FIRST OFF I KNOW WHO THIS IS(prolly)
And secondly ASK THAT TO ME IN Chat
And third, everything is... Wrong with me
I mean yeah my life seems perfect but it's not
More details IF YOU ASK ME FACE TO FACE ALR
Lastly, is this the person who gave me the keychain which I broke in under 30seconds of receiving it coz if so I'm really thankful to Gods for you
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nmsxi · 7 months
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Youre telling me theres a neymessi fanbook and i didnt even know abt it……wow.
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thevikingwoman · 11 months
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this. fucking. week
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pretty-little-terror · 7 months
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I'm so ready for this week to be over
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psalacanthea · 2 years
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A Heart Drenched in Darkness- 9
New Chapter Here- (even if you haven’t read the fic, feel free to just pop in to enjoy 15k of pure dirty smut that comprises this chapter)
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Gale smiled sincerely.  “You have done me a great service, Zynatheri.  You at least deserve to know why.”
“Lack of curiosity is a survival trait,” she said, awkwardly joking.
“You have a great many survival traits.”
Her expression went flat, and she fixed Gale with a cool, dispassionate look.  “Don’t try to read me, Wizard, for I am no book,” she hissed at him, not bothering to hide the threat.
Gale lifted his hands with a cheerful smile.  “You are inscrutable and mysterious as ever.  Enjoy your evening, hmm?  The moments must be seized lest they escape us.”
“Finally,” she said archly.  “Some wisdom I want to hear.”
With a small lift of her chin, Zyn swanned away.
Spending some time with Lihalla’s girl fulfilled that duty, and at least she seemed resigned that Zyn wouldn’t take her in.  It wasn’t anything personal.  Irilen had known when she’d taken on Zyn that she’d never have an apprentice, and seemed fine with it.  There were others in their rambling lineage; Irilen had at least a dozen apprentices in her life.  Maybe the girl would find another one.
Lihal- wait, no, Alfira seemed a bit nice, though.  She’d met some of Irilen’s other apprentices, and most of them were just one step ahead of a pickpocket.  Lihala had been a bit more respectable, so it made sense that her apprentice was a bit…hmm.  Sweet.
Zyn would not be good company for her, long-term.
Eventually she’d get tired of pretending to be functional and explode in some extraordinary fashion.
Still, it was good to spend some time as Zynelle, a skin she was fairly comfortable in.  It was nice to remember that she could pretend to be functional, and she could be charming and erudite and not just a pile of impulses and disaster.  The parasite in her head was sort of shutting down non-survival instincts at the moment, but good to know she could pull it together.
Kind of a boring party, though.
She checked in with Wyll to make sure she wouldn’t have to roll him out of his own vomit tonight, but thankfully he seemed a little better.  She knew he was as impatient as she was to get moving with this and get it over with.  But tonight he was enjoying being a Big Fat Hero, so she supposed that explained why he was feeling better.  He did like being a big fat hero.
Zyn didn’t have the heart to tell any of the Tieflings that saving their lives had just been partially incidental, and partially because she really hated Llothian Drow.  Well, she supposed they were…Absolutan Drow or something now, but it still stood.  They were the enemy.  She didn’t have a lot of enemies, being that it wasn’t profitable to have them, but grudges were important.
Grudges were pins in the butterflies of memory, holding them in place as the decades and wandering roads tried to send them fluttering away.
Eventually her cup was empty, and so too was her tolerance for chipper conversation.  
Her prey- her predator- had separated himself from the herd, watching people converse and move with a distant, isolated air.  A superior, vaguely smug air.  Astarion was awful, and it was awful how much she liked him.  Musing over her lack of self-preservation, she idly crossed the camp towards him.
She noticed the moment he saw her out of the corner of his eye heading his way.  His lips twitched, a self-satisfied air overtaking his expression.  He’d been waiting for her.  And now he’d thought he’d won, that she was finally giving in to temptation to come crawling to him in hopes he’d been sincere about wanting her.  What a silly thing he was, thinking she’d been fighting against her own libido.
Zyn never resisted temptation.
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romaine2424 · 2 years
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Eight Days a Week (Final Chapter - 17) is Up
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Just in case you're thinking that the story is over, it's not! In December, I will be using this story as the basis for my 25 Days of HD. This will be the 3rd time I've used one of my longer stories to add short missing moments by using the 25 Days format. When you write a long story over a long period of time, the characters stay in your head and it's very difficult just to shut them down. In addition, there are always scenes you wish you could've added but they weren't necessary for the plot and would've just been filler at the time. The additions will be from 100 word (drabbles) to at the most 1.5K (short story). If there is a particular scene you'd like (no promises but I will try), message me here on Tumblr. I will add the link at the end of this chapter in December. Thank you all for reading and commenting on this story. It has meant so much to me. Seriously a lot! While HD is a big ship, having one of them transition to being transfem, while the other remains cis in the relationship, is not common. I hope this story added to trans representation in HD and HP in general. See you in December, Romaine
Chapter Summary:
A slice of Harry's and Libby's life in August 2022. Twenty-three years from when Libby and Blaise came to Grimmauld to help with the remodel.
Excerpt:
“Where is everyone?” she asked Prim, who was standing at the kitchen window looking out at the loch and the hills beyond. Two Muggles were kayaking down the middle. Knives were chopping vegetables on the cutting board to create the mirepoix for tonight’s lamb stew.
Prim turned around and gave her mother a knowing look. It was a look Libby recognised as one of her own. “Where do you think?”
Libby sighed. “I’ll go get them.”
“Aren’t you going to change first,” Prim asked whilst standing with her arms crossed looking at her mother up and down disparagingly. “At least brush your hair, Mum. You look like a mad witch from Knockturn.”
“Yes, Primabella,” Libby sniped back.
Prim laughed. “You’re just jealous of my strawberry-blond hair.”
Libby cackled. “Oh Prim, you have no idea. I’ll go make myself presentable.”
“Put on those golden ear crawlers Dad gave you,” Prim yelled as Libby made her way to the stairwell.
Read More: Eight Days a Week (Chapter 17) on AO3
And a huge, I mean huge, thank you to @m0srael for being my Alpha and @myaulophobia for being my (I check every detail) Beta/Britpicker. If only you all knew how much these two helped me and saved me from complete embarrassment. LOL Love ya both!
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greenwitchana · 1 year
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My brother just showed up to my home last night like nothing fucking happened and I don’t want him here.
I woke up to him just here days after he screamed at our mother after returning my car damaged.
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I am done with all my writing projects for the year, heckin finally.
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spiderzwebb · 1 year
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im so sleepy someone come watch ghost hunting vids on youtube in bed now (!)
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