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Does anyone know the fanfiction about a from KHR where it's a female tsunayoshi and the pairing is tsuna x hibari the plot basically tsuna likes him but was afraid especially after they went to the future and saw what happened where future him kissed tsuna and tsuna after the future fixed the past to prevent the war and rainbow thing she married byakuran to prevent the future events and she was pregnant after she sleep with hibari and before wedding uni told tsuna about about choosing happiness and the paths and during wedding hibari objected and tsuna run away with him followed by all the members of vongola and they got married so anyone remember the fanfiction name or read it can anyone give me the link or the author deleted it? It's a good fanfiction the first fanfiction I literally read when I was a kid 😭

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Any astrology girlies here know what my birth chart means? my friend just sent me this screenshot please help me 😭🙏

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ETERNALLY YOURS.

˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ prompt — The follow up to ‘I’ve Dug Two Graves For Us, My Dear.’ Now that your marriage has been irreparably damaged, where do the two of you go from here?

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader

Word count: 2k

A/N: I changed my mind after writing a completely different ending. At first I wanted to make it angst-filled and unhappy but I keep writing sad stuff, and you guys deserve a break. Thank you to my best friend Madie for proof-reading/editing this once again and to @brooklynscherry-z for helping me get a better understanding of Tom & Mattheo’s lore. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this (much shorter) continuation to ‘I’ve Dug Two Graves For Us, My Dear”!

“A letter arrived for you this morning, Y/N,” came the soft voice of your great aunt Delia, her wrinkled hand holding the letter out for you. For a second you were confused, unsure of who would have sent you a letter, especially at such an early hour, until it dawned on you.

Your husband.

A pang of hurt hit your heart at the thought of him. It had been two months since you had seen or spoken to him and though you hated him, another, smaller, part of you missed him terribly. He had been your first love and dearest friend, and his infidelity wasn’t enough to completely erase the love you’ve held for him since the two of you were only seventeen.

As you held the letter in your hands you contemplated not opening it, to instead toss it in the trash and forget it ever arrived. You eyed the entrance to the kitchens, the trash was right through that door, you could throw it away and leave the contents of the letter a mystery. But, as you turned the letter over in your hands, you felt curiosity eating at the back of your mind, beckoning you to open the letter and dissect its contents.

‘Well…it couldn’t hurt,’ you thought, gently unfolding the parchment. As your eyes skimmed over the opening of the letter, you soon realized this was not a letter you should read in the company of others. Folding the letter back up, you looked at your aunt, asking “may I be excused?”

Her eyes darted between the parchment and your eyes, and she looked as if she wanted to ask you something but she waved you off instead, wordlessly telling you that you may take your leave.

You gave her a nod of gratitude before heading to the room you were staying in, trying your hardest to seem normal. Once you entered your room, you made sure to lock the doors and cast a silencing charm for good measure. You did not want your aunt to hear you in the event that you became upset.

Sitting at the desk in the corner of your room, you unfolded the letter and began to read it once again.

Dear Y/N,

I hope this letter finds you well. It has been two months since I have seen or spoken to you, and I must admit that I miss you more than I thought myself capable of. I understand that what I did was unforgivable in your eyes, but I hope by telling you everything it will help you process what is going on so we may move forward from this.

A year ago I approached Bellatrix with the proposition of conceiving and carrying my heir. I explained I did this out of a need to produce an heir and you had not been able to get pregnant yourself. Once she had the child, the child would be ours to raise, she was merely going to be a surrogate of sorts; she understood and agreed to the terms and from there we began the affair.

She finally fell pregnant 6 months ago with a boy. While I should've told you about my plans before approaching her, I most definitely should have told you once she was with child. I am sincerely sorry that you found out the way you did. I wish I could have told you myself, under better circumstances.

Please consider coming back home so that we may be a proper family.

Eternally yours, Tom

You felt a few tears slip out and drip from your eyes onto the parchment, smearing the ink that stained the page with its terrible words. Oh how you wish he hadn’t written to you. His answers did not bring any form of acceptance of his actions, only further heartbreak. It was hard for you to comprehend how he could have sex with her and then return home to you as if all was normal.

“Reducio,” you muttered, shrinking the letter. You carefully folded it, being sure not to rip it, before you got out of your seat and made your way to your closet. On the top shelf, in the furthest corner, sat an intricately carved wooden box with flowers lining the top and sides. The initials M.R sat right above the lock. You conjured a small stepping stool, but even with the stool you were still unable to reach it, leaving yourself to blindly swipe your hand across the shelf till you finally felt your fingers bump the edge.

With what you were looking for finally in your grasp, you got off the stool and went back to your desk. You sat down again, reaching towards one of the desk drawers, and pulling it open to retrieve the small key for the box. As soon as the lock clicked, you opened the top, revealing an empty interior.

The box was made to hold important milestone objects and keepsakes for your son. You planned to fill it with your own letters and pictures so that you could look back on it when he is older and no longer needs you, to remind yourself of simpler times. You hadn’t planned on putting anything related to Tom in there. The thought of him was far too painful, and you didn’t want to taint the little bits of happiness within.

Taking the shrunken letter you placed it in the box before sliding off your wedding ring and putting it on top of the letter. As you closed the box once again, you felt as if you were also closing the metaphorical lid on your marriage. You wouldn’t grace Tom with your presence, a simple letter would have to suffice as you decided you were going to effectively cut him out of your life.

Dear Tom,

I will keep this letter simple and to the point. I appreciate your honesty and your willingness to take some form of accountability for your actions, as I know it’s not something that comes easy to you. But, I will not be returning home nor will we be playing at being a happy family. If you want to be a family as badly as you say, then leave our marriage intact but let us live separate lives. Don’t worry, I do not plan to date or remarry, for you are my first and final love.

That all being said, do not contact me again unless it is with divorce proceedings.

P.s. congratulations on the heir you always wanted.

Sincerely, Y/N

Putting your quill down, you read over the letter one more time to be sure this was what you wanted your final words to him to be. Satisfied with what you wrote, you got out of your chair once again and left the room, heading towards the back garden where you knew the owl belonging to your aunt would be.

Walking into the small building that housed her owl you saw the bird, Chipp, still here and not away delivering mail for your aunt. You gave Chipp a few treats as a thank you for going out in the cold for delivering this letter for you before holding the letter out for the owl to take. Chipp happily took the parchment and flew off to take the letter to its recipient.

That was the last time you spoke to Tom. As the months turned to years, Tom became a distant, painful memory.

11 years later

“Mattheo! Wait up!” You called out to your son, as he excitedly ran ahead of you. You were winded trying to keep up with him, trying hard not to lose him in the crowd of teary-eyed mothers and nervous children. When you finally caught up to him, you grabbed him by the shoulder, halting him. “I understand you’re excited, but will you try not to run off,” you were panting slightly, “I would at least like to tell you goodbye.”

Mattheo looked exasperated, trying already to seem too cool to tell his mother bye. “But mum—” he started, trying to justify his running off. “No buts; now, let me see you,” you said, motioning him to turn around. He groaned, turning around to face you. You held him by his arms in front of you, “listen, and actually listen to me for once; listen to your professors and don’t cause trouble, I know how—” you paused mid sentence when something out of the corner of your eye caught your attention.

It was your husband.

Your husband, who you hadn’t seen in 11 years, with a young boy standing beside him. The two of you locked eyes and you felt a wave of discomfort hit you. How could you have been so stupid? Of course he would be here, his son and Mattheo are close in age, they’d obviously go to school together.

You decided to skip the speech and quickly walk further up the platform, trying to put more room between you and Tom. You didn’t want Tom to approach you and attempt to talk to you or your son. Mattheo didn’t need to go through such a confusing altercation on such an important day. This day was only about him and you wanted it to be special.

Once you put a satisfying amount of room between the two of you, you stopped and your son decided to ask why that man was staring at you. Waving him off, you explained, “he’s just someone I used to know, that’s all.” Mattheo looked like he had more questions, but you didn’t give him the chance to ask them. Instead, you gave him a parting kiss on the forehead and told him goodbye before all but pushing him onto the train.

You backed away and watched Mattheo walk further into the train before he finally disappeared from sight. You felt your eyes well up with tears at the reality of your son leaving for Hogwarts, giving you definitive proof of how old he was getting. It made you wish you possessed a time turner, just so you could go back to the beginning and do it all over again.

As you shuffled back toward the exit, you were lost in thought over how Mattheo would do at Hogwarts. What house would he be in? Would he make friends? How would he do academically? You were so lost in thought that you hadn’t noticed someone closing in on you until it was too late.

You felt a hand wrap around your bicep and pull you back slightly causing you to stumble into their chest. You whipped around, about to give the owner of the offending hand a piece of your mind when you saw who was touching you.

Tom looked at you, and though his face remained neutral, you swear you saw a glint of hurt in his eyes. He released your arm only to place a hand on the small of your back, “walk with me, Y/N?”

You hesitated for a second before giving him a small nod and walking with him back towards the entrance to platform 9 ¾. There was a moment of tense, awkward silence before he spoke.

“What is his name?” Tom asked. You thought about whether you wanted to tell him or not, as you knew where this conversation was headed.

“Mattheo,” was all you said. Not giving away his full name, as you weren’t ready to admit you’d given him Tom’s last name.

Tom went silent again and you looked up to see him deep in thought. Not wanting to make the situation any more uncomfortable by just staring at him, you looked away, waiting for him to speak once again. Though, once he spoke, you wish he had kept the awkward silence between you two.

“Have dinner with me tonight.”

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Master List

Tag List and Tag List Requests

Please see below the links to my Masterlists:

Thomas Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Cillian Murphy 

Jonathan Crane

Emmett (AQP2)

Chris (Free Fire)

WARNING: All of my Fics include SMUT! All of my fics that are written for Cillian Murphy himself are not based on his real life. 

WATTPAD: https://www.wattpad.com/user/MissCarolineShelby

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This is the most wholesome interaction I ever seen between an AI creator and a AI user 🥺

But still the Convo fanfiction was funny but at the end was so wholesome between the creator and my friend 🥺

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Damn sorry to all who might have read and waited the update for The witch from another world the avatar x bayonetta crossover I have decided that I will discontinue it. Since both me and my friend made the plot for the story and I continued it since she was too busy in her life and I suddenly lost all of my ambition in writing. So I'm very sorry to everyone 😔

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This is a crime WHY IS THERE NO FILO MC OC I'M SEEING IN HOGWARTS LEGACY AND HP?? ESPECIALLY IN FANFICS and anyone lil story?? where my poc and sinigang munchkin??? Like if no one's going to do it then I will 😤😤😤

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That one scene in avatar 1

Neytiri: what do you mean you knew this will happen?!??

Jake after confessing that he betrayed them: yes but lis-

Neytiri:

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I will burn down everything for this traumatized and neglected child his my son now 😤🫶🫶🫶

Spider Socorro Protection Squad

Reblog if you’re part of it.

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A yes a new bedtime story for me to cry my self to sleep 🫶🫶

Or read on FFN

Fic Summary:

Eight years after the Sky People were defeated at the battle of the Floating Mountains, Tonowari encounters a strange Sky Person child, Spider, under the care of the Omaticaya clan.

The more he learns about this child, the more horrified he becomes.

Tonowari was never one to allow any child to grow without a loving family. Spider is no exception, even if Tonowari must adopt him himself.

Now, if only Jake were to agree…

Chapter 1/?: The Child in the Grass

Near all the Na’vi clans are gathered on the plains to observe Txanal Sӓtaron, the Great Hunt; Tonowari encounters a child in the grass, and begins to suspect all is not well with the Omaticaya clan.

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I don't know if some of you know that tsu'tey mom and mo'at has literally a beef going on between them like I want to know why did they hated each other to the point they can't tolerate each presence?? 🤨

To the point Tsu'tey mom and dad really planned how to take down Jake meanwhile my boy Jake doesn't even knew they were going to kill him thinking it's just going to be a normal fight, and also they were so wrong to blame tsu'tey little brother that he planned it me personally I would be side eyeing my parents if they start acting like that. 💀😭

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Shitposting

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

*A rare video of lo'ak,aonung and roxto practicing dancing wet by bed so lo'ak can ask tsireya out for a date.

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Who posted the yawnetu fic you were talking about?

It's @sunandsstars they are the author of yawnetu fic anon the story is very good especially if the author made you hate so much the characters to like it mean's they are doing a good job 👌🏻 btw if you are going to read it pls be warned especially if you have a weak heart there are some scene that will make you uncomfortable but still a good story from author 👏

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Tw: cussing!!

Never in my life did i hated a characters that I love so much in a fanfic like fuck yawnetu Jake and Neytiri I pray for their downfall and they deserved to be hunted down and eywa to turn her back on them they deserved every pain and lost they experience (yeah I'm talking to you yawnetu Neytiri you deserve every shit you lost *except for other fanfic Neytiri's y'all deserve better) what they did to mc is down bad horrible not even recombinant could do such thing, so yeah idc what you say fuck you yawnetu Jake and Neytiri.

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Nah cus rda should be embrassed like wdym the multi-million dollar ship you made got broken over fire extinguisher?? Like did they even tested a trial and errors before thinking "yeah this bad boy here won't be easy to be destroyed" damn

And people hate this Chad in the making…

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Never knew colonel is such a funny guy *slowly disappear in the darkness*

"Colonel, would you like some bleach and holy water to cleanse your eyes of the fan fiction you have seen, sir?"

"I'd put you all in the brig with no food for a week if I could find out who was behind these fictionalizations of my character!"