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“the ending is always the same”

war of the foxes - richard silken / waterloo - ABBA / euripides’ medea - the little theatre / anne carson / the three fates - luca cambiaso / the oresteia - aeschylus / road to hell II - hadestown / when i met you - mira lightner / andersen’s fairy tale anthology

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retirement au is up on ao3

one based off this post

i have birthed this creature

she is 11 chapters long

she weighs 22,000 words

i was in labor for three days

please. please im begging you. never let me do this again. gaze upon her beauty.

also i WILL be reblogging/reposting this with art sometime soon because my art posts usually perform better but it is almost 4 am and i wanna sleep

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do not disturb | wc: 2.7k

Cyno hums in contemplation, the cool water flowing over his fingers. He turns the faucet off just as he hears footsteps on tiles and takes a towel to his hair, counting the four seconds he knows it takes to get to the room.

“Cyno, I really don’t- oh,” you stop in your tracks, right on time. He doesn’t have to turn around to know you’re holding a familiar folder of papers with complaints outlined in red ink. “Sorry. I didn’t…”

“You should really learn to knock first.” He thinks it’s funny because the rooms here don’t actually have doors, just sweeping arches for the great big important spaces, and then tiny arches for less important rooms (like his apparently), and then medium-sized ones for… well other things. Kaveh was the Kshahrewar graduate, not him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. And… and…” He can just hear you bristle. You even straighten up a little judging from the faint shuffling. “And I don’t know, maybe you should put up a sign or something.”

Cyno rubs the white towel over his head slowly, finally standing up from where he’d been kneeling. “Maybe I should.” He’s seriously considering it—you always bring up good points. “Though, I thought everyone knew only my room is in this wing. You’d have to go out of your way to get here.” That and he’s just come back from an expedition. No one bothers him after those.

Thick water droplets and remnants of the desert circle around the drain. You hadn’t walked in on much. He had been rinsing off the sand grains that stuck to his arms and shoulders and were especially annoyingly weaved in his hair, but he’d also removed his armor—he didn’t typically wear much anyway so to see him with even less was probably too cruel, even by your standards.

Czytaj dalej

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I love that Tumblr is like “We got Neil Gaiman to do a question and answer session so send in your questions and maybe he’ll answer them!” as though the man hasn’t spent the last few years hanging out here answering random questions and cementing himself as a widely beloved fixture of this site

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【＊~・。Daiharu Oneshots that I really enjoy 。・~＊】

Hi guys, so for a while now I've wanted to share some of my favorite daiharu oneshots and I think valentine's day is as good a day as any, so here's the list! <3

- A Comedy of Errors

by ritterlich

(I would also recommend their immortal!Haru oneshot series)

- all the world is ours to take

by halethyst

- The Newlyweds

by swimmingwolf59

- Treat Yourself

by duds

- you fill my lungs with sweetness

by halethyst

(ok but if I were you I'd just check out this all of this author's fkbu fics. they're so so good. there's a reason why there's 2 on my favorite oneshot list)

- Crème de la Crème

by lunarexlive

(if you're gonna read any of these, read this one as well. it's my absolute favourite. hehe.)

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I think that I'll end the list here, but feel free to dm me for multiple-chapter fic recs or more oneshot fic recs. Hope you enioyed the list, and have a happy valentine's day ^_^

- lee

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films where you can tell the actors are actually having genuine fun outrank any director’s cruel and abusive attempts to enforce “realism” every single time

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It Started With A Whisper // Chapter 13

Words: 2102 Words

Characters: Jester Lavorre/Caleb Widogast

Summary:  “Jester Lavorre wants someone to leave her red faced and out of breath, she wants eyes meeting across the room and hearts beating faster as they circled one another, no one quite daring to make the first move until he finally approaches, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it, just featherlight to the touch, until she has to remind herself how to breathe. What she gets is a grumpy Duke who seems to have forgotten how to smile.”

Notes: Chapter 13 or ‘It Started With A Whisper’. Enjoy x Now with a playlist!

Read It Here

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Twenty years after the Mighty Nein scatter to the winds, Caleb accepts a teaching position at the academy, and Jester, still wandering, goes to check out his new digs. Jester has seen the city more recently than she’s seen Caleb. She finds she isn’t satisfied with that at all.

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prologue | tale of a slightly unstable teen hero

Summary: JJ’s life is thrown upside down after a school trip. Now he just decide what to do about his newly found powers and discover just how much his life has changed.

Warnings: contains strong language, a teeny sliver of sexual references, just the three boys being dumbasses? a small smidge of angst (it barely counts) and some fighting, kinda amateur but he’ll learn eventually

Word Count: 8.2K (I’m so sorry)

A/N: ahhh so here’s the prologue! Hope you guys enjoy, it’s a bit of a mess and it wasn’t meant to be this long but oh well! This is just to kinda set up the world, I promise the chapters won’t be this messy! There will be way more Kiara in the next chapter as well, don’t worry! Like I said, this is just a filler chapter! Also this is unedited and I am kinda unwell so lets hope this makes sense :) feel free to leave any feedback!! 

masterlist // taglist 

Keep reading

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[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

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Marinette told him. She told him everything, over an assortment of snacks and drinks that they both got into equally; her in an attempt to muffle a few of the more embarrassing retellings, and him in an attempt to keep his mouth occupied so she could speak without him interjecting every minute.

With each new detail she told him, Luka grew more unsettled. He’d known that Marinette had a lot of responsibilities to deal with, but he had no idea how much it extended into her love life. While he had never actively pursued someone romantically before, he could understand in his own way.

Czytaj dalej

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FIC: LBSC Sprint Challenge: "I Need You to..." (MLB/Lukanette)

Rating:M / PG-16 / Older Teen

Characters/Pairings: Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: It’s three o’clock in the morning, and Marinette is either going to kill or marry whoever’s been banging on her door.

Author’s Notes/Warnings: So this was written for the 6/9-16/20 @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers Sprint Challenge, using the prompt: “I need a favor.” “I’ll do whatever you need.” “I need you to marry me.” Rating for language, referenced Unwanted Touching, and Kinda Handsy Drunka. (I have no idea what this is anymore. I went over my initial sprints by about a thousand words because Luka would refused to pass out already. xD)

Just a reminder: LBSC Sprint Fic Challenge Guidelines: Three 15-minute sprints to write the fic. 24 hours to edit/post. (Come say hi! Join us in the challenge! It’s a great group full of cheerleading and spitballing and zaniness!)

“I Need You to…”

It was almost three AM when Marinette heard the knock on her front door. Actually, she didn’t hear the knocking at first – she hadn’t heard much of anything, as she had been sleeping, like normal people do at…2:46 AM. The only reason she got up to answer the door was because the knocker was persistent– and, after what her kwami had balefully informed her was a good ten minutes of disrupted sleep, Tikki had woken her up.

…she was going to murder whoever was on the other side of her door.

They were still knocking by the time she had pulled on her robe and made her way through the flat to yank the front door open with an irritated, grumbly “What?!”

Luka blinked stupidly at her from the hall, his fist raised to start banging again. His eyes were bloodshot and glassy, his face was flushed, his clothes (his niceclothes, she couldn’t help but notice) rumpled, and…was that a twig in his hair?

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twice a year the mighty nein still get together to rescue Yussa from whatever magic shit he decided to fuck around and find out about this time

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Could I Make It Any More Obvious?

A Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction

By

Mintaka14

The fact that Adrien kept calling, and calling, and calling all through her first proper date with Luka was beginning to really annoy Marinette.

She kept ignoring it, and she was tempted to turn her phone off. She would have, if her mother hadn’t made her promise to keep it on her, and switched on, whenever she went out. The phone rang again, and Luka tilted an eyebrow at it.

“I don’t think he’s going to stop calling until you talk to him,” he suggested gently.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Marinette grumbled, but she reached for the phone anyway.

Czytaj dalej

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consider: Yussa never pushes the Big Red Wizard Trap button again for the rest of his life but due to the "was the grink there?" phenomenon, everyone he knows automatically checks in on him once a week if they haven't heard from him.

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DEFLECT THESE HANDS BITCH.PNG 👊👊👊

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baby iba 

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Either fully genderbent Lukanette or male!Marinette Lukanette (do whatever you want with it, I'm not picky ✨)

I hope you like it :)

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Let it be known that Lucia Couffaine was in love. She knew it. Her brother Jamie knew it. Hell, even her absentee mother Jara Stone knew it. The only one who didn't know (or didn't want to know) that Lucia was in love was Marin Dupain-Cheng. Coincidently the very recipient of her affections.

It wasn't as if she hadn't made it clear that she loved him either. She had made it very clear. Clear as a music note, sincere as a melody. It honestly couldn't get more obvious than that.

But no. Marin refused to do anything about it. Now, Lucia was a very patient girl. She would never force Marin to come to a decision, and when the boy chose his path, she would be happy for him no matter what. BUT HE NEVER TALKED ABOUT IT.

Seriously, he had no idea what was going on in that beautiful head of his. Marin didn't even act like he did before Lucia's confession. He was much more involved in her life and as a result, they would see each other much more than they used to.

For her guitar's sake, they had even gone to Andre's together. And his ice-cream mirrored her features. Lucia thought for sure that Marin would talk about his feelings then, but noooooo, he smiled his usual make-Lucia-melt-into-a-puddle-smile and talked about his next fashion project.

They had spent so many evenings together by now. It was getting really frustrating because she knew he was still getting over Ariane Agreste. But she had poured her out to him and he refused to talk it out. If he didn't like her that way, the least he could do was tell her that. But Marin, sweet, bubbly, too pure for this world, Marin didn't. And Lucia knew she couldn't blame him. Not when she had flipped his world upside down with her heartfelt confession and lead him onto a spiral of confusion.

And so, Lucia was patient. She was calm. She was...at the end of her rope and she just wanted to know if Marin liked her back please.

No more.

No more hangouts that would look like dates if it were anyone else. No more kisses on the cheek that made her smile when she laid on her bed on the Liberty at night. No more private concerts with her strumming idly on her guitar and Marin designed without a care.

No more...Oh hell, who was she kidding, she loved him and would do all the above without a care even if it meant she didn't get an answer from him. Better this, than him rejecting her and then pulling away from her.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by the unique tone of Marin's text message. The raven-haired boy had taken the liberty to change Lucia ringtone for him, like two friends do, which at that time made Lucia smile brightly, but now only served to remind him that that's all they were. Friends.

Do you want to go to Andre's today? Or the museum?? I'm fine with either!!

She could practically feel the excitement through her messages. But her smile dropped. Another outing that would look and feel like a date, but wouldn't be so...oh Screw it. All the heartbreak in the world is worth spending more time with Marin.

Andre's sounds good.

It did sound good. If they were dating that is.

yay! I'll pick you up in 15? Or wait are you busy? Shoot, I didn't think

Lucia shook her head in find exasperation at Marin's franticness.

I'm not busy Melody. I'll meet you near the park

Okay, see you there!!!

Yep, see you there...*sigh* why did he have to be so damn lovable? That was the most endearing part of Marin Dupain-Cheng. He was so loved and he didn't even know it. And if you pointed it out, then he would blush and stutter and most likely run away from you.

But it is what it is.

And right now, Lucia had a date outing with Marin

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The ice-cream, as usual, was delicious. Lucia's flavours were as they always were: Strawberry for his heart and raspberry for the blush on his cheeks.

And Marin's ice-cream was like last time as well. Blueberry for her hair, and peach for her skin.

Marin was talking about something or the other but as much as she wanted to, Lucia couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he was casually holding her hand while he paid for their ice-creams.

"If I may say," Andre started in his sing-song voice. "The two of you you look absolutely perfect together. Like Honey and lemon topped with chocolate sprinkles."

Oh sure, stomp on my poor heart why don't you

"We're not together-"

"Aww thanks, It's our 5 month anniversary."

Wait what??

Lucia and Marin looked at each other, both with various degrees of disbelief clear on their faces. Feeling mighty awkward, Andre tried to subtly wheel his cart away from the two teenagers.

Lucia frowned. "What do you mean 'anniversary'? How can we even have an anniversary?"

Marin opened his mouth to most likely argue with him before he snapped his mouth shut and his bluebell eyes went wide in realization. He laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck using the hand that wasn't holding the 'magical' ice-cream.

"I forgot to ask you out didn't I? Haha...."