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Alfred: NOT AGAIN

Inspired by this

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When did we stop having the ability to like more than one ship? Seems a bit dramatic to me

i saw your twitter...

So you ship Daminika now?? Why?? I thought you like Damirae?? How could you???

... I like daminika and damirae both. To me, they exist in different world lines. what did you mean "How could you"? i don't even know you...

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Chapter 27

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Selina’s headache grew with each toy store between the abundance of screaming children and lack of finding anything for Raven. Bruce said books but the poor thing is going to end up lonely if he keeps encouraging these things. Even then, what do you get a child whose father could probably buy her a small country if he wanted to? 

‘How tacky would it be to give a child cash?’ She thought to herself. At this point it was better than nothing. She continued down the street, hope dwindled with every window until a soft familiar cry caught her attention. She followed the sound down an alley, coming upon a soggy brown box. 

Selina peered inside, only one thing sat inside can only be described as a cotton ball with little blue eyes, screaming its little head off. 

“Little one,” she cooed, “who left poor little you out here all alone.” She reached into the box, gently lifting it by its scruff. The small kitten fought back, hissing and swiping at her. “Now, now behave yourself.” 

The kitten cried again, Selina swore it cursed at her. It tried to squirm away, flinging its body back and forth. 

“You’re a feisty one.” Selina gently scratched under its chin, earning another cry. “I know the perfect home for you.”

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I Wanna Be Yours Chapter Chapter 3

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“Well, I was sober this time.” Conner closed the laptop shut and leaned back in his chair. “So, what are you doing after this?”

“Just studying then dinner if places on campus are still open. You?”

“Just practice. Wanna get dinner after?”

“I don’t wanna burden-”

“Raven, let me take you out.”

She eyed him up and down, “are you asking me on a date?”

“It could be, I certainly wouldn’t mind.” His arm slid over her shoulder, tugging her close. His fingertips traced circles on her shoulder, his eyes locking with her. “I heard I’m very good company.”

“No.”

“Ow.”

“Good try.” She grabbed his finger, moving his arm off her.

“I can do a ‘just friends’ dinner.”

“We’re friends?”

“I mean you have seen me shirtless.”

“Not by choice.”

“I’m willing to show you again if that is what you're getting at.” He rested his head on her shoulder, “I’m even better company when rolling in sheets.”

“Why are you like this?” She pushed his face away, giving his cheeks a soft squish.

“Beautiful women just have that effect on me.”

“You need therapy.”

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I’m unable to read your damirae fics I was wondering if you’ve deleted them since I can’t read them also to add idk if your still writing for them hopefully u are 😊

Yeah I deleted them months ago. I forget why I deleted them but probably gonna just keep them down. I moved on from the ship a while ago and kinda doing my own crackverse now lol. I also possibly might do some original works. I think I still have the pdfs of the damirae stuff if you want them. Just dm me and I'll send them. Just please don't repost them :)

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tp

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I Wanna Be Yours: Chapter 2

Raven sat in the library alone, typing away at her laptop. Her earbuds fed soft music into her ear. The business of the library was blocked from her mind.

‘He won’t show up.’    

Not like she wanted him to. Besides being paid it was just a waste of time, Why did she agree to this? She wasn’t exactly hurting for money. There was still some “forgive me” money her father sent her once a month. What’s a senior taking an English class this late into the game? Her mind wandered, the words on the screen slowly blurring

A hand waved in front of her face, snapping her out of it. “Hey? You good?”

Conner smiled down at her, backpack over one shoulder. He looked as if he stepped out of some college rom-com. White shirt, black leather jacket, windswept hair. She watched him settle into his spot.

“I should have said,” Rae started, “it’s $100 per hour starting now.”

“That’s fine.”

Why didn’t he argue? She hasn’t even opened the document and read it. Maybe she was being too hard on him. Yes he did flash her but she won’t scam him. She watched him carefully, pulling up his document. Conner pushed the computer over, waiting for her to read it.

Oh God.

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accepting the truth 

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Fates

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lil buddy

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Happy Anniversary to Ghibli! Here is a piece I did a hear ago of Damirae, in a Howl’s Moving Castle AU

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Chapter 26

It was rare for Alfred to find both beds empty this early in the morning. He couldn’t tell who was harder to get up, father or daughter.

“Master Bruce?” He called down the empty halls. His echo bounced off the walls. There used to be a time when the barren house was filled with life; even with the new edition, the house felt hollow.

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@staff free me

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Flayn: What if my brother voiced a GPS?

Byleth: "Great job, you missed the exit, you fucking disgrace."

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Blind affection

I never wrote a blind character before, so please bear with me. I tried to put myself in her shoes and I hope I did that request justice!

The request:  Hii, love your writing <3 Can I ask for Cal x blind!Reader? (If that ofc is something you are comfortable with) That would be amazing :) thank you and have a nice day!

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It was always difficult to explain to others how you saw the world. Then again, perhaps “seeing” wasn’t the right word for a blind person to use. Feeling was probably a better choice.

It wasn’t simply a sensory experience, though. You could literally feel the world pulsating around you at times. Living organisms were easier to pick up on, their moving and living forms giving off the strongest sensations.

“It sounds like you are mildly Force-sensitive.”, Cal replied when you tried to explain it to him one day. “It would explain why living beings are easier for you to notice.”

You nodded, as it did make sense. But to believe that you held even a sliver of the powers Cal had was astounding. Would you have grown up in the temple like him, if you had been born elsewhere? The Jedi had picked up force-sensitive children from all over the Inner- and Mid-Rim. A few had even come from the Outer-Rim, but your home planet was on the far outskirts of that. A bind spot for the Republic and thus also likely for the now fallen Order.

Perhaps it was better you had not grown up a Jedi. Chances were, you wouldn’t be alive after the purge.

“Is that why I feel you so strongly?”, you asked and you heard the red-haired Jedi fumble a bit, as if he wasn’t quite sure how to take your question.

“I-I guess so…”, he managed to get out and you smiled a little. It was amusing how the confident rebel could so easily be reduced to stuttering at a mere question of yours. You would never admit it out loud, but you loved to tickle that side out of him.

But you never pushed it too far, wanting Cal to be as comfortable around you, as you were around him. Given how much time you spent together, though, this probably wasn’t something you needed to worry about. Whenever the Jedi was on Koboh, he came to see you first. And you were always the last person he spent time with before leaving as well.

“What do you look like, Cal?”, you suddenly asked into the companionable silence that had settled for a while. He was surprised again, though in a different way, before attempting a clinical description.

“Can I see for myself?” He stopped, blinking. “May I feel your face, Cal?”, you rephrased your question and he breathed a little yes, before adjusting his sitting position so you could reach him better.

The moment your fingers touched his cheeks, he wanted to lean into your touch. It was so soft, warm… It made him feel safe and calm.

“You have a stubble.”

Your voice drew him out of his thoughts and he chuckled. “Yeah, didn’t find much time to shave recently.”

“I like it.”

Your fingers trailed upwards, brushing along the fading scar. You bit your lip as you felt it. It must have hurt… But you didn’t say anything about it out loud, but just continued your exploration, while Cal sat patiently. He was basking in every second of this, feeling both exhilarated and nervous.

Didn’t you know what your touch was doing to him? Even if it was all innocent. It made him want to forget every Jedi vow he had ever taken.

“You are handsome.”, you observed, as you trailed along his jaw.

“And you are beautiful.”, he found himself saying before he could think about it twice. You smiled.

“Charmer.”

“Trying my best.” His quip died on his lips as your fingers brushed over them and suddenly Cal couldn’t help himself and reached for your hand.

“You should stop.”, he spoke slowly and the smile on your face died. Did you cross a line? But Cal’s next words had you audible gasping.

“If you continue, I won’t be able to live without your touch.”

And just like that, he brought your hand closer to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

“You are already in my thoughts constantly, Y/N…”

“Cal…”

“It goes against the Code. Against every vow… But I…”

“Cal! You coming? The Mantis is ready!” Bode’s call cut right into whatever this was. A confession? A rejection? You weren’t quite sure. But Cal’s sigh showed that he didn’t want to go yet.

“When I return… let’s finish this talk.”, he said regrettably and you nodded.

“Be careful”, you said softly, listening to his disappearing footsteps.

Meanwhile, Bode gave Cal a curious glance.

“Did you tell her?”, he asked.

“Tell her what?”

“That you love her, you idiot.”

Cal remained silent.

“Cal, I told you before. If you see a chance at happiness, take it. Life doesn’t offer you many opportunities like that. Don’t let them pass you by.”

Again silence. But suddenly the Jedi turned and sprinted back to where you were still sitting in front of the Saloon and just moved in to kiss you.

“Wait for me, Y/N. After I come back, I’ll confess properly.”

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