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ripe with severed faith by Hornet394
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
06 Jun 2021
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The ship from Naboo to Coruscant lands on Rattatak instead of Tatooine, and Anakin Skywalker and his mother is sold by Watto to a man covered in dark robes.
Ten years later, the beginning of the war is marked by the death of Jabba the Hutt, slain by a man who calls himself Darth Vader and wields a lightsaber that glows red like lava.
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27 May 2026
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[ Anakin Skywalker. His name is Anakin Skywalker. His mother was Shmi Skywalker and he is a Skywalker like her. His name is Anakin. Padme says the name Anakin like she has been saying it her entire life. Rex says the name Anakin like a secret pleasure, a privilege. Anakin says the name Anakin like it is one of a stranger, but one that he is getting to know. ]
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“My Abuela said it,” Silvio insists. “She said you have to wear the hat, because you have a pale ass so you’re going to get skin cancer and die before Lance even wakes up.”
Keith looks between the children and the hat, too confused to glare, sweaty and horrid from pulling weeds beneath the scorching sun. “What?”
“That’s wrong,” Nadia complains, and yanks her brother down to her level to whisper the correction in his ear.
“Ooh,” Silvio amends. “Tía Veronica said you have a pale ass. My Abuela said you’re gonna die.”
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When Lance is fatally wounded during their final battle, the blue lion enters a deep hibernation with Lance inside. Unsure when or if he’ll wake, Keith is forced to wait and watch over him in the company of the people he fears most: Lance’s family.
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01 May 2026
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[ Instead, feeling raw beneath Lance’s adoring gaze, he mumbles, “And how long would you give yourself?”
Lance scoffs. “Me?”
He hums, considering. Keith’s fingers find the junction between Lance’s flight suit and skin as he waits for an answer. He wishes he could rip that suit off, not for the purpose of seeing Lance unclothed, but so he can pretend the war is over. He can pretend they’re lying side by side at the beginning of their lives, not the end.
“I’m sure I’d try,” Lance says. “Maybe. If you died, left me all alone,” he drawls. “Eventually I’d try fall in love again. I’d try really hard, cause when haven’t I?” He laughs softly, and takes Keith’s hand in his own. He turns it over, thumb tracing the veins of his palm. “But there’d be something off, about everyone. Something that would just…turn me away. Too cheery. Too gloomy. Too fucking…agreeable, or something.”
Lance’s gaze loses focus, stirring up the dusty ground around them. “I’d try, but I don’t think anyone would feel right. I’d reach the end of my life, and realise that… That the whole time, I was looking for you.”
The words settle like rain, blocking out all distraction, all of existence outside that bubble. Keith opens his mouth, trying to speak, but finds he is submerged in Lance’s answer. Nothing he says will compare. Nothing will give those words the weight they deserve. ]
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[ “Why did you sound like that in the recording?” she asks roughly. “You sounded like you were dying.”
Silence settles over the car. Like he was dying, huh? Keith supposes that much is true. Only he isn’t sure why Rachel is even bringing this up, and why now, right before he leaves.
“I sounded like that,” Keith says slowly, choosing his words carefully, “because I…”
Not careful enough. He finds himself at a blockade, a terrible splinter lodged in his throat. He releases a shuddering breath.
“Because we were out there for three years,” Keith says dully. “Three years, and the only thing that made it all worth it, was if I… Was if he came back.”
Rachel still grips the wheel, though they’ve ceased to move. She stares straight ahead, into the intersection of the headlights and the dwindling twilight.
“I wanted to bring him home,” Keith says softly. “I promised him I would. I… I loved him so much, I– Everything would be worth it, if he came home.”
“So,” he continues slowly, “I failed in the worst way a person can fail. Shot myself in the foot. Shot… Everything. Every future, every moment of my life, every moment of his.” Keith draws a deep breath, shuddering. “You know we… We lost so much, and so much time, so much life. But I thought, uh, we thought, that it wouldn’t be too much to ask for, to sort of, have one life. Between us. Maybe we’d each lost something of our own, but, if we led a life together, it… It made everything feel alright.” ]
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i'm leaning to you, hoping we'll intertwine by silly_zsofi
Fandoms: 鸣潮 | Wuthering Waves (Video Game)
10 Apr 2026
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Compared to the pleasant, humid warmth of Ragunna, the wind in Septimont is scorching. It brushes past Cartethyia, like heat from a fire, and paired with the burning light of the sun, she truly feels like she's in an oven. The shade helps; spares her from yet another sunburn, because it seems not even sunscreen can save her here. But, for Imperator's sake, Septimont is hot.
She drags her gaze across the crowd once more, but she is still ten minutes early for their date with Lupa. No, not date, a meetup. Just friends. Two women sharing their love of combat sports, nothing more.or
as the aegon moves forward, cartethyia and lupa find time for an afternoon spent together outside of the arenaSeries
- Part 3 of modern au cartylupa
Bookmarked by foolstroupe
18 Apr 2026
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[ It's unfair, how well Lupa wears the heat. Her tan skin glistens slightly, and her white tank top is of thin material, leaving little to the imagination. Cartethyia is a professional; she keeps her eyes above the collarbones. ]
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One morning on the Mephistopheles, Rodion catches herself in Hong Lu's mirror.
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18 Feb 2026
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[ Would Hong Lu still have that stupid, tranquil smile plastered on his face if Rodion plunged a shard of glass deep into that jade eye? Whatever procedure he underwent for it must have cost a breathtaking amount of Ahn. In a desperate past, Rodion would look at modifications like those and wonder how much food she’d be able to buy with the money it took to get rigs like those. Or maybe she’d finally be able to afford a nice shampoo to rinse out all the accumulated grime and blood matting her hair—maybe then the rich folk with gemstones for eyes wouldn’t look at her with such contempt. Or even worse than contempt: indifference. Serene indifference is only afforded to the rich, to those with the privilege of having long, lush hair and spotless alabaster skin and a fucking jade eye that gets duller and duller the more you look at it. ]
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50 Things the Sinners are no longer allowed to do. by BlankWriter
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
18 Mar 2025
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Throughout their many misadventures, the Sinners have done… a lot. So, then, what exactly are they absolutely, completely, definitely not allowed to do?
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07 Feb 2026
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[ 29. Stop inventing holidays. The Executive Manager has no time to waste with ‘Citywide Hat Day’.
- I have aught to say about their hat. It’s visage blinded me, the wide brim piercing through my eyes and into my heart. I have felt the love of a family, the love of a friend, yet… perhaps this is the romantic love I have never felt before.
- Mate, d’you wanna bang a hat?
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Afterward, Rodion and Heathcliff watch over him.
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22 Jan 2026
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[ Heathcliff's hands close into fists. He looks tired. He looks like he wants to tear away Gregor's pain with his own hands. "Still is, of 'course. Just like the blonde lass is still our knight chasing after her dreams. Nothing has changed." His jaw is set, as if daring her to challenge him.
But Rodion knows, too. She shakes her head; defiant as him. Not pest. Not vermin. Not The Roach Emperor Valencina had crowed about. Nothing what G Corp forced him to be. That's not their Gregor, not when they know him better than anyone else. Their Gregor is cranky. Always complaining about his back. Their Gregor makes jokes that has everyone cringing slightly. Their Gregor is bitter and lonely and kind.
And their Gregor is human. So, so human. ]
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Hey, Brother by Redrikki for kitkatkaylie
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
01 Jan 2023
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“My sons will be your new brothers,” Lord Stark promised Theon, but it was a bit more complicated than that.
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25 Nov 2025
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[ Theon laughed and jumped down. He picked up his sword from where he’d left it propped against the tree. “This time I’ll fight the both of you to rescue her.”
Jon picked himself up with a frown. “You can’t be the hero.”
Robb nodded. “Everyone knows Greyjoys are villains.”
Theon’s hand tightened on the hilt of his sword until his knuckles ached. If they’d been brothers in true, he would have thrashed them for that. Rodrik would have. They weren’t his brothers though. They were his friends, his captor’s children. They were as close as he’d get to what Lord Stark had promised.
Theon made himself laugh. “I’ll show you a villain,” he shouted and charged, gently though, playfully. They fled laughing instead of in tears. ]
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The Perils of Blind Dating by Sarah1281
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones (TV)
10 Nov 2014
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After being called upon to come pick Theon up from the hospital, Robb is understandably concerned. The last he'd heard, Theon was just supposed to be on a date. It turns out Theon has a good case to make for having been on the worst date ever and Robb's going to have to have talk to Domeric about having set Theon up with his...problematic brother.
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23 Nov 2025
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[ “It was pretty bizarre. Reek isn’t even a name and certainly not something I would want to be associated with so I called him out on it,” Theon explained. “He pretended he had no idea what I was talking about. Or at least I think he was pretending? And he kicked me when I tried to tell him my name was Theon. Which he pretended he had never heard before.”
“And then you immediately left, right?” Robb asked pointedly.
Theon coughed.
“Right?” ]
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frame the halves (and call them brothers) by Kittycombs
Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
28 Jul 2020
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Catelyn Tully Stark is not a stupid woman.
Eddard Stark returned from Dorne with two things. His sister’s bones. And a babe.
A distinctly Stark looking babe. A babe that looks more a Stark than her own.
Lyanna’s bones. And a child.- Language:
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09 Nov 2025
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[ “I know I am not the husband you expected-.”
“But you may just be the husband I need,” Cat interrupts, more honest than she has been in her life. Seven help her, she hardly knows him, but she never, ever wished to be parted from him again.
Ned glances at her, and smiles.
It is not Brandon’s smile, open and bright enough to fill a room. It is a small smile, soft and secret, just for her.
Yes, she thinks. She could have been very happy with Brandon. Could have had many babes and learned to like Winterfell and the North, grown to be content.
Oh, but Ned. Ned, she could love. ]
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“You guys ever complain about your dads together?”
“Hell no,” Nico said. “Just mention Dante or Vergil and Nero’ll clam up faster than a jackrabbit. Best I’ve been able to get is a-” she started doing a terrible impression of his voice “-those bastards left me behind.”
“Oh, Nero,” Lady said.
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Bookmarked by foolstroupe
27 Oct 2025
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[ Question. What did you want all that power for?
The imaginary Vergil in his mind would pause, and his voice would melt into V’s. “I just wanted to be protected and loved,” V said. “Without power, you can’t protect anything.”
Question. Who would you protect?
Nero had to squeeze his eyes shut as tight as they would go, but the Vergil in his mind would soften and say, “You, of course.”
Question. Do you want to meet Kyrie?
“My future daughter in law? I want to meet her right away.”
Question. Why did you give me V’s book?
“My book,” Vergil would correct. “It was the only thing I could give you at the time. I would give you the world if I had one kept in my pocket.” ]
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[ “Nero?”
He wakes up gasping, clutching his right arm to make sure it’s still there. It takes him a few seconds to get his breath under control. “Nothing, Kyrie,” he says. “Sorry. Go back to sleep.”
She shifts onto her side to face him. She doesn’t say anything, but she reaches out and takes his hand.
Nero grabs her and pulls her on top of him, squeezing her torso and taking long, shuddering breaths into her hair. Kyrie hums and positions herself in a slightly better position for hugging him back, but otherwise doesn’t move away.
“I love you,” Nero whispers.
“I love you too,” Kyrie says. “And don’t worry about your family, Nero. They’ll come back.”
He blinks, twice, hard. “How do you know?”
“Because you’re here,” Kyrie says. “And you’re the best thing in the universe, trust me. They’ll come back to you.” ]
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World of the Intergalactic Cosmos - File A-409 by esse_oybeans
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game), 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
18 Sep 2025
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"N. T. F. B. S., Aventurine," Ryoshu said. Her sword was steady in her hand. "What do you know about Oswaldo Schneider?"
"Do I look like I would willingly pass on information about a fellow coworker to someone who looks like they want his head chopped off?" Aventurine tilted her head away from the sword, long brown hair falling to the side.
In this Mirror World, Ryoshu assumes the identity of a Galaxy Ranger. Rodion assumes the identity of a Stoneheart of the IPC.
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21 Sep 2025
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(out on the edge of town) by tomiawka
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
13 Sep 2025
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In death, Koyuki had never felt more alive.
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16 Sep 2025
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[ This was what Koyuki reminded Hakuji of:
That summer they first met as children, the first time they ate dinner together, the soba cold and slick on their tongues. The first punch he threw, not in defense, but as a practice, as he was now, and forever will be, Keizo’s chosen student. Where Koyuki would stay shaded in the house, Hakuji would perch on the porch as he watched over her, and do you remember how nice it felt, Hakuji? The sun—do you remember how it kissed your skin, how it dried your wet clothes and made the garden shine golden and brought life onto the flowers? Do you remember how you carried me upon your back, in those early days when I was the weakest, just so I could have a taste of it, too?
Those books I read to you, of daring swordfights in far-off lands, of epic romances and true love and kisses that were strong enough to break any curse—do you remember how it goes, Hakuji? You used to act indifferent whenever I got to the happy ending, but do you honestly think that I couldn’t see how your cheeks reddened, how the blush spread to the tip of your ears? Even my father knew how much of a romantic you are, Hakuji—the kindest boy he’s ever met, he said. Did you know that, Hakuji? Did you know how fond he was of you, how happy he was to have you? Hakuji, did you know that his last words had been a prayer for you?
Hakuji. Do you remember the fireworks? Do you remember your last promises, Hakuji? Do you know that there is one that you still get to fulfil?
Hakuji
Hakuji, Hakuji.
My Hakuji.
Do you know that I would take the sickness and the pain tenfold if I got to have you again? ]
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The Soul of a One-Winged Butterfly by imkazzzz
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
08 Nov 2023
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“What do you plan to do now, Insect Hashira?” Giyuu wondered.
“I’ll kill him.” Shinobu’s anger startled the Water Hashira. He had no idea how such a young girl could have so much fury. He hadn’t had that much rage after Tsutako died.
𐦍 𐦍 𐦍 𐦍
there’s a reason shinobu talks to giyuu more than the other hashira. there’s also a reason she never told him about her plan.
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15 Sep 2025
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[ “Why did she tell you ?” Giyuu asked back.
“No idea.” Sanemi murmured. “She said it was top secret, so very few people were supposed to know, but I’m pretty sure all the hashira knew. I sorta assumed you did too.
Giyuu tightened his lips. Shinobu had offhandedly told him she hated the scent of wisteria. He could always smell it around her, like a toxic gas. Kanae liked the smell of wisteria, and once Giyuu had met her again a couple weeks later, with Kanae’s haori, Kanae’s quirks, Kanae’s personality, Kanae’s smile, he thought the scent was the same deal.
Who would have guessed she had thirty-seven kilograms of poison running through her veins?
How many people had Shinobu told? Why was Giyuu left out? He could’ve stopped her, and her suicidal journey. She still had a chance to settle down or get married, live out a good life. Why had she become so obsessed with vengeance for her sister?
Oh. He could’ve stopped her.
None of the other hashira had. Shinobu had also been excellent at reading people, so she must’ve figured out earlier that none of them would stop her. But she knew that Giyuu would have tried. ]
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Augusta and Iuno leave behind the weight of prophecy and command to wander through a city unlike any they have ever known. Ragunna’s shimmering canals, flower-laden bridges, and sunlit piazzas offer them more than beauty - they offer the dangerous taste of peace.
Note: This story serves as the closing chapter of my series, 'The Hunt of Sanguis Plateaus'. You may want to read that first for the full journey - though it isn’t strictly necessary to enjoy this piece on its own.
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- Part 2 of Eclipse
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31 Aug 2025
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[ “I could live here,” Augusta repeated. The words came easier this time. “I could be only Augusta. No crown. No oaths made on the steps of a temple. Only… this.” She glanced down to where their knees touched. “Only us.”
Iuno’s fingers sought Augusta’s hand and found it. Their palms pressed together; their fingers laced. The fit felt inevitable, the way a blade finds its scabbard. “A day may come when we choose that,” Iuno said. “I do not know that the gods would approve. But I have learned, at last, that my heart is not theirs to command.”
“And what if the city calls again?” Augusta asked. Not as a challenge; as a confession. “What if the Plateaus roar tomorrow? I do not know how to be anything but the one who goes. I don’t know how to walk away.”
Iuno turned their joined hands and kissed the place where Augusta’s thumb met her palm. The warrior flinched - not from pain, but from the avalanche of tenderness such a small act unstopped. “Then do what you have always done,” Iuno said, voice barely a breath. “Go. But go for the living, not for glory. And come back, not for the city first, but for me.” ]
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The first time Hashirama sees the Hiraishin in action, he hardly knows what it means, let alone what it is. Tobirama tries to explain, but all Hashirama knows is that his brother is there one moment and gone the next, more elusive than the smell of petrichor during Fire Country's summer season. Still, Hashirama is nothing but resilient like the trees he so easily bends to his will, and there is something important in the little kunai and its seal.
Or, a snapshot of Hashirama and Tobirama's relationship through the creation and founding of Konohagakure told by the Hiraishin.
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- Part 1 of Hiraishin Chronicles
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30 Aug 2025
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[ There is something in the river, Hashirama realizes. There is something in the river and it has hair the color of moonlight and the fingers of an artist if they were not so calloused and blood, so much blood, vibrant and scarlet and spreading through the water, and its face is half-hidden under the water but Hashirama — Hashirama knows the curve of its nose, the fan of its pale lashes, the start of its cheekbone, has memorized them ever since the wild Hatake woman had clawed at his shoulders as Father’s baby came too-fast and too-hard and too-big between her shaking legs, Hashirama’s hands reaching for it as it fell, the pulse of freshwater–new moon–hello settling into his bones at the touch, waking up the part of him that is sunlight–strong bark–life that had rested dormant for centuries in his body. Mother had tried to take it from Hashirama, had raved about bloodlines and bastards and bitches, but Hashirama loved it and the Hatake woman called it —
Hashirama is in the river before he even realizes it, already shoving his hands into the water to catch Father’s baby again, to pull him up and keep him close because those are Tobirama’s curls and Tobirama’s hands and Tobirama’s face and Tobirama’s blood. It is Tobirama, and Hashirama loves him. ]
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[ “Get out,” he says, and everything wooden in the house tilts, listening. “Don’t you come near him.”
“Hashirama, you must accept —”
“Out!” He roars the word and they flee — cowards, he can hear Tobirama mutter, can’t we get new ones, anija? — but he hates how much he sounds like Butsuma when he does. His daughter seems to agree. She wakes, screaming, in her nursery, and with clumsy hands, he tries to calm her. Mito appears in the doorway, and Hashirama holds their child out to her.
“I didn’t mean to,” he says.
“Hashirama,” Mito breathes, coming closer, and her hands are cool when they touch his face; her fingertips come away wet. “Oh, my husband.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt —”
She kisses him gently, deliberately, and simply Mito, and it breaks him. Hashirama cries loud enough to put his daughter to shame, ugly and heaving, and it feels like bark twisting away, like the crack of branches and the triumph of broken roots, and he cannot breathe. Mito slides her hand over his chest, petting him, and she tips her head into his jaw. His nose fills with her perfume, and he clutches at her hard enough to bruise, careful of the tender line of their daughter still stuck in his arm.
“They’re fine. They’ll both be fine,” she murmurs to him, over and over and over again until the words sink straight into his heart. “You aren’t your father, and she isn’t Kawarama. Tobirama isn’t Itama.”
“I was — I was so —”
His words catch in his throat.
“Scared?”
Hashirama closes his eyes, ashamed. Shinobi do not cry. Senju do not cry, and yet here he is, his war-grown body too big for his peace-made house. ]
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There is something to be said about blue sapphires. That particular shade of dark, rich blue only sapphires have—royal in the most visual sense of the word. A drop of the night sky draped on a silicone neck. Yuka stares at it.
It’s beautiful. It’s beautiful. It’s so beautiful Yuka wants it on her neck.
In which Yuka is in love. In which Yuka is considering to quit her job. In which Yuka is going insane. In which Yuka admires one or two diamond necklaces and, coincidentally, runs into a familiar face.
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- Part 2 of a form of flattery
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Wouldst thou love me (if I were but a paltry worm?) by Polythropos
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
19 Aug 2023
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“Ishmael,” Don interrupts and turns to stare at Ishmael pleadingly. What comes out of her mouth is something beyond the domains of logic and reason, even for her. “If an enchanter cast upon myself a curse so foul, and I happen to be transmogrified into the form of a common worm, wouldst thou passions for me remain or would they shatter against the bleakness of this sordid reality?”
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- Part 3 of the knight and the sailor
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16 Aug 2025
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[ “You’re not a worm, though.”
“Verily, but perchance in some E.G.O. I am!” ]
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After cutting down the Qliphoth, our two favorite twins witness the spectacular fallout of the event from much closer than either of them would like. What goes up must come down, after all.
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- Part 1 of DMC Family Feels
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10 Aug 2025
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[ Vergil slides his right hand into Dante's left, twining their fingers together. "Right here, little brother. I won't leave you again." He shifts, pressing their joined hands to his forehead. He squeezes his eyes shut as tears slide down his cheeks. "Forgive me, Dante."
Almost forty years wandering between hell and earth and he's never felt more like a child. ]
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Dante's not sure what he has to offer the girl who has everything, but if she ever needs him, he'll be right there to answer the call.
Evidently, Patty needs him a lot.
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Bookmarked by foolstroupe
07 Aug 2025
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[ One of the staff comes drifting over, an eyebrow cocked; “Are they really that drunk already?”
Trish shakes her head; “The kid wanted to have some time in the water before the sun went down. Her dad over there can never say no to her, you know how it is.”
They smile and point to Lady; “Is that mom?”
Trish grins; “Nah, we’re her cool gay aunts. Dad’s got her for the weekend, we happened to be in town, she’s gonna be eighteen before you know it– We’re making the most of our time.”
Trish watches them as the sun sets, and pays with her own credit card instead of Dante’s this time. ]