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one slow day in sharlayan, viego picks up a bow and a violin. raha eyes it with curiosity, yet thinks nothing on it, burying himself back in paperwork. that is, until he hears the melody.
something suddenly clicks into place.
a 12x100 on silent guardians, forgotten memories and the irony of fate.
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all i need is to remember how it was to feel alive by ShinySerendipity
Fandoms: Blaseball (Video Game)
11 Jun 2024
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a nature spirit is ready to die, but instead gets pulled away from everything they've ever known
or: how Nat Wilds and Dimi Wobbler met, and realized they needed each other.
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11 Jul 2024
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Leofard leans back in his seat, raising his cup to his chin as he studies him. Brown eyes blink back at him, guarded but curious, and Leofard thinks about how quiet he was outside, he thinks about the way his mouth pulled into a frown beneath his helmet, what was visible when the rest of him was hidden.
“I'd bet you're looking for a distraction.”
The way Emile's brows raise tell him he's right, but then he nods. "Aye."
“Well, hero,” he says, and he shifts closer until their knees touch. “I just so happen to make an excellent distraction.”
After the Dragonsong War, Emile meets Leofard Myste.
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07 Jun 2024
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They come to the locker room to lick their wounds. Alone, back to the gunmetal-black doors, sucking on their own lip like the pain could disappear.
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11 Nov 2023
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The turtle-ducks will come back for the food eventually, Azula reasons. They’ll come back and realize that fear and love are one and the same, and then they’ll be eating right out of her open palms.
or: snippets of azula’s life before, during & after her redemption arc, as told by her interactions with animals
(can be read as a stand-alone!)
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- Part 11 of gimme shelter
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07 Sep 2023
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Nagomi had a dozen different stories as to how Passenger ended up on the side of her face. A deal, a bet, a cursed rock she probably shouldn’t have picked up, a game briefly played in the cave she found it in, the winner whoever she felt like saying at the time.
The truth was she didn’t know. She couldn’t remember, and trying to remember in the days or weeks or months or years afterward just made something in the back of her head squeeze, trying too hard gave her a headache that wouldn’t go away for half an hour.
What she did know was that however it happened, it ended with her opening her eyes in a narrow cave with an entrance lined by rows of teeth, making it feel as if she were in a maw just big enough to fit her. The Hellmouth was rumbling in the earth below her, a sheer cliff dropping directly into it barely twenty feet away.(A story of Nagomi, Passenger, Psychopomps and Precognition.)
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25 Aug 2023