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thelastnamikaze · 11 months
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"Real love, and the love ever after."
- Mito Uzumaki
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apexdreadwolf · 2 months
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I'm sad...so I need to post the love of my life so that I could feel better.
Hehehe
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jasper-ezra-o · 6 months
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OKAY OKAY, IM WRITING A WOLFSTAR FANFIC BUT I NEED PEOPLE TO KNOW THIS AMAZING PLOT RN-
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( credit to artist)
au where Remus and Sirius get in a huge fight and they go off to find other people. Remus ends up getting with a slytherin for sex but starts having feelings. He tells the boy that and the boy let's him down by saying, "I wish you were a girl."
inevitably, Remus runs back to Sirius, who takes him back instantly with open arms, despite the fact that he did not go off looking for other people during their time apart.
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kusagrasskusa · 1 year
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Erron Black X Reader - “You’re gonna be a daddy”
Summery: Short little wholesome story where Erron Black comes home from a long bounty, and seeing his woman outside their little home. She looks at him and greets him in a strange way, and whenever he asks about it, he hears something he never expected to here. Read the last paragraph before getting to the story!
TW: Miscarriage
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This is something that hits a little closer to home for me. Almost a year ago, I was gonna have a baby sister named Willow. I was at my boyfriend’s house and called my mom for something, but she sounded upset over the phone. When she picked me up later and I asked what it was about, she looked at me and said, “there wasn’t a heartbeat.” She was so depressed for months over it and we eventually discovered she has something called MTHFR, a blood clotting disease that results in pregnancy loss. Oh and just buy the way… My mom is going through a program to help her have one last kid, so the story has a happy ending.
In this story, Y/N has lost her children to this blood cell disease and was thought to never be able to have a family.
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The sun was bright and the unearthly birds chirped along with each other as they flew around the heated realm known as Outworld. A cute little deserted farmhouse was stationed quite a bit away from other civilians, but relatively close to the empire which Kotal Kahn resided in. A lovely pond was situated near the farm house and little gardens grew from the pond water. It was surrounded by woods, but a safe part of the forest. A lovely woman would go outside everyday to take care of the animals with her pet Outworlden cat, C/N. It was like a mainecoon and a demon had a baby, but it for the most part had the sweet maincoone personality. The woman had began to wear lovely loose white dresses lately, even in the bright and hot sun. But every single day had been the happiest day in her life ever since two months prior to when this story would take place.
But, she didn’t know this would be the happiest of even the happiest days. At least for now.
“Ooo,” she breathed out, holding onto her back as she sat down on a rock near the pond and garden for a quick break. She breathed in heavily, the morning air refreshing her skin but maybe a little too much so. She gazed over the beautiful own she built with her husband, remembering their dreams of starting a life together the way it felt it should be. Building a lovely little home and marrying there, and although it was just them at the wedding, they would later on find out they would have had another member of the family.
Her eyes gazed over the four tombstones on the other side of the pond. Y/N almost wanted to cry more for each second she looked at them, but those days would finally be behind her. She would always be a mother of those four, buried beneath the ground, and she would soon be a mother of five. Her first baby had died unexpectedly, and when she lost the third one, her husband spoke to his boss about what could possibly be wrong.
He was a blood god, god of war, and god of the sun- and the ruler of her realm. When he first laid on eyes on the girl, he felt pity for her; her gloomed face moving his heart enough to take time out of the day to help her. Each baby had died from high levels of homocysteine levels and eggs not being able to fertilize correctly- and it broke her heart more and more. Even the Kahn was upset for days after the meeting and allowed her husband to stay home for some time.
But, that was a year ago and her husband was off to complete a difficult bounty. Erron had been gone for about 3 months now, and the night before he left had been the night she would conceive her next child. She didn’t know she was pregnant until 2 months ago, and she had been seeing Kotal Kahn every single day for him to use his abilities on her and rejuvenate her. She wanted to badly to have her child- and her baby had lasted longer than any other. This one was going to survive.
C/N meowed as it chased after a bird that soared through the skies. “C/N!” The lady called out for her animal, “you’re gonna step on the flowers!” She huffed as the cat tripped over a watermelon vine- but this was an Outworld watermelon vine, so it was like tripping over a stubborn tree root.
“That cat’s gon’ get us killed one day,” a voice called out from behind her. She whipped her head around, her eyes widening at the sound of that familiar voice.
“Erron!” She called out, standing up and running into her husband’s arms, who chuckled while squeezing her under his loving grip.
“Hey there, baby doll,” he greeted, suppressing just how happy he really was to see her. Those long trips were always painful to go on, but the upside is that he gets more happy to see his girl’s beautiful face. “Y/N, baby, don’t cry,” he chuckled as he released her, grabbing her chin so she looked up at him. Tears flooded down her face more than usual, making her giggle as well.
“Haha, I told myself I wouldn’t cry this time,” she sniffled, brushing her hair out of her face. She instinctually put her hand on her stomach as the adrenaline died down which made her remember that her back was hurting. “Mmm,” she grunting as she backed up into the rock again, sitting down. Her husband followed her and sat down with her, wrapping his larger arm around her.
“Are you okay, suga’ plum?” He asked, glancing over at where she laid her hand. 3 months was still too early for a noticeable bump, but she was heavier than what she used to be if only by a little bit. Y/N sniffled, more tears pouring out as she looked at him.
“You’re gonna be a daddy,” she cried out, wrapping her arms around her husband. “This time, you’ll be holding your son in your arms happily! This one’s gonna make it!” Erron’s eyes widened as he blinked out in shock.
“I’m,” he started, chuckling, “I’m gonna be a daddy?” Y/N laughed, wiping more tears of joy while Erron wanted to hold his in.
“Yes! I already have his room made a-and-“ she stuttered while her breathe hitched. “I’ve been seeing Kotal everyday so he could rejuvenate and tell me what was going on with our boy. He’s as healthy as can be!”
That night, dinner was extra special. Along with whenever they went to bed later that night- they slept in each other’s arms that night, cuddling in their sleep. Little do they know in a few months, they wouldn’t be able to sleep that close together if they could sleep at all. Let’s just say S/N is gonna have his daddy’s fighting spirit.
Especially in his sleep when he kicks and punches his baby limps at those stupid monsters in what most kid’s would call a nightmare. To him, those nightmares are battlegrounds where nothing can escape his wrath.
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macolethings · 2 months
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Witch’s Chimney - Chapter 15
The end…
(Collaboration with @mozz14)
Read the final chapter on AO3
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avitute · 9 months
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i NEED an aemond targaryen x reader but with an anakin/padme trope 😭 i WILL request this series
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tielmamon · 1 year
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Legacy
714 words • angsty bittersweet ending • major character death (not depicted, just implied) • established relationship
Somewhere, within the stone walls of Kaer Morhen there is a room filled with history of past witchers. Those who established themselves as legends, their stories serving as tales of caution and inspiration to all witchers old or ancient. But within the room of armour and blades, is a peculiar thing.
A lute, elven design, hung proud amongst swords and daggers and gauntlets. Some who wander in might ask if a legendary witcher used music as their weapon. Maybe some would spin tales of a particularly twisted witcher, unsuspectingly ensnaring their monsters with melodies before dealing the final blow. 
But no, the owner of the lute is no witcher. That is the most curious fact of all. A bard's spirit nestles amongst witchers in that room. Some may think its a joke, truly. What could a simple bard do to make it into this sanctuary?
Vesemir, the eldest of the witchers would tell you that that bard is a legend, a brother amongst witchers and that his legacy is that which shaped the continent witchers live today. Why people see them as hope, as heroes rather than mutants.
Under the lute, a nameplate hung. Etched carefully and artfully in a slab of stone, wrote Jaskier, the Voice of Witchers. A lark and wolf etched at each end of the title. 
Every winter, when the keep is alive and full of family and warmth and safety, a grizzled man with white hair and tired yellow eyes will enter. He will greet his family with a warm smile and a clap on the back. He will especially greet his daughter, the blonde, fiesty woman beating Lambert's ass in Gwent with a bone crushing hug and a kiss on the forehead.
 Then, when the moon was up and the others are laughing, merrily sharing stories and spilling drinks, he will make his way to the room of legends, with 2 drinks and a dandelion pressed between the pages of his journal. He would make a beeline to the lute, sit down and talk.
"Hey, Jask."
 He would say, as he begins to recall everything that has happened for him this year. Every monster he's slayed, every place he's traveled, every child he's hugged back. He would tell the lute of Ciri, how she's the best witcher out of them all, how the keep is so full of warmth and life despite the cold. He would tell how villages that were once filled with hate and prejudice welcome him and his brothers now with open arms and open purses. He would tell the lute of one particular village in Oxenfurt,  close to the university had just announced that they will be having a festival, in honor of witchers and their service towards the continent. He'd mention that even though he hates festivals, he still went because the university send him a letter asking him- because not only is the festival dedicated to them but also to a certain bard that now has a lovely garden named in his honor on campus. A bustling corner of nature with birds and a bright blue pond and dandelions everywhere.
He would tell the lute how much his family missed him, how Lambert still loses himself in a daze for a split second whenever he hears music from a tavern. About how Eskel keeps his favorite poetry book with all his little notes and marks near his bedside. About how Vesemir would tell the young ones he encounters at the village near the keep about this brilliant but insufferable bard that used to roam the halls, how Yennefer would mention him the most still, criticizing his taste in clothes and gaudy fineries when she passes by a storefront display. He'd tell the lute how Ciri would quietly mumble "I miss his voice." under her breath whenever they find themselves in quiet moments. 
 He would have the most content look in his golden eyes, and he would say the words that never left his heart even after all these years.
"I love you. I miss you. Wait for me."
Then he would place a kiss on the wooden body, place the flower between the strings and leave, all while clutching the bronze tuning fork charm that hung just beside his medallion. 
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tanyaplaysguitar · 3 months
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Sometimes I feel like I need to look physically ill so that people take me seriously because "being sad all the time" means nothing to them
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morievna · 1 year
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Given end is coming
So I had good hunch and Given is indeed ending T_T
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I mean – especially Mafuyu basically proposing to Uechi gave me that feeling as most of the stories ends after such confession (+ wedding/moving together/etc). Also rest of characters got their happy ending and there is no loose threads – imo it is good point for ending the story.
Personally I am happy with that – I dislike when stories are dragging too much and are milked to get more money. It is good that Given is ending and I am sure that Natsuki-sensei will deliver epilogue on high note.
As for announcement imo it could be couple of things:
New artbook – it would be nice to get all art from few last years in one place
New manga series – Given had run since 2013, which is longer that any other Natsuki’s work – I am sure she wants to start something completely new in the future
New anime season – though it is mostly talked by everybody and for sure we will get it eventually – I am not sure if such announcement is fit for manga magazine? but idk
Ugetsu’s spinoff – maybe I am delulu but…
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It was always peculiar to me that Ugetsu was concealed like that in this art xD like whyyy
But, possible explanation is that he is supposed to be hidden as his future self is meant as mystery to be delved upon more in the future. Out of all characters Ugetsu has the most potential to tell more story as he is not fixed in one place (I mean others are kinda ‘happily married’ state) and there is still character development to go.
Though he has a few weirdly obsessed antis, but importantly he is popular character and what’s even more important that Natsuki-sensei likes him a lot too xD
But it is just speculation and we will see in March... For now we have to brace ourselves for emotional epilogue T_T
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b3tteroffdying · 10 months
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“Sometimes I feel like I'm not solid. I'm hollow. There's nothing behind my eyes. I'm a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.”
— Sylvia Plath
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timeandspacenovelist · 3 months
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What do you do when you're getting kudos and comments on fics other than the one you worked the hardest on and you're happy and sad at the same time?
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cosmo-lexies · 9 months
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The unique good thing about not having the chance to play Baldur's Gate 3 is that I have more time to Heartstopper season 2
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givingup-onlife · 2 years
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TBP Fanfic Idea
I want a fan fiction where the ghost boys and Finney commits a group suicide, like their life was shit before the whole kidnapping situation, and it only worsens after Finney save them, and they are found, so they decide to commit suicide together and is freaking sad but is also so wholesome because feelings get reveal, promises get made and finally peace is achieved for all of them.
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haknom · 1 year
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four chapters left How r we feeling
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basedhoya · 1 year
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lost 2 lifelong friends today... its sad but also i feel so free
it was also my fault but like i think it was def coming to begin with so i feel... okay... i think there was just so much anger in me that i don’t care anymore LOL but yeah i feel... really free now.. things are finally coming full circle from last years mishaps and im coming to realize a lot about myself and what i want out of life and the rest of my twenties... i dont wanna waste time trying to please people so that they can change their perceptions of me. i just hope the people who matter try to understand me, that’s enough.
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