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"Are you ready?"
The question hangs in the air between us. The coffee shop is quiet this morning — quieter than usual, if such a thing is possible. Lucy is absent, off doing whatever it is she does when she's not being aggressively cheerful at me. The man sits across from me at the small table...
I sleep.
I don't mean to. Sleep is dangerous — sleep is when they come, when things happen, when you wake up somewhere else with new marks on your body and no memory of how they got there. I learned to sleep in fragments. Minutes at a time. Never deep enough to dream.
But the chair is soft...
Threadmarks: 3032, Summer Bright and Regal Gatherings.2 - The Council of 3032.
Early July, 3032. Eastern Laoricia. In the BattleMech Training fields outside Gawain Keep.
When you recruited the Black Guard as your Family's dedicated honor guard, it was a position that thousands of men attempted to achieve, with only about a hundred meeting the grade. There were many...
Threadmarks: 3032, Summer Bright and Regal Gatherings.1
With the keep still full of joy and life from your Sister's wedding, it came as no surprise that your desk was swift to overflow with matters needing your attention again.
There were deals that needed renewing, new offers and continued conversations about other dealings, knightly requests for...
"Suspicious," Rias Gremory ("YES!" Rias muttered to herself in a quiet cheer with a fist pump. "My turn.") muttered to herself as she peeked from behind a tree.
"I think it's cute," Akeno disagreed, also peeking.
"Suspicious," Rias corrected her queen with a pout, pulling away from the trunk...
Remember Part 4
The dorm was quiet in the way only familiar rooms could be. No panic. No disbelief.
Just eight people sitting with memories that had finally stopped being fragmented.
Jaune rested against the wall, arms folded loosely. “So,” he said, almost casually, “Vale still hasn’t...
High Marshal Crownguard did not sigh easily. Sighing meant that the weight she carried had finally pressed hard enough to reach her heart, that the calm steel she wore so naturally had bent, even if just slightly.
Across from her, her nephew stood at attention, posture straight and composed as...
Earth-Dispatch
Arrival: D Plus 45
"The hell happened to you guys?" Visi looked at the bedraggled Z-Team in shock. Everybody was visibly disheveled, and even Robert had a bloody nose and skinned knuckles.
"The team really needed to blow off steam after all the recent crap, so they chose this...
Asta’s declaration left everyone utterly stunned. The courtyard fell silent, every gaze fixed on the strange young man who had just draped a Demacian child in the colors of his foreign order. Cithria stood frozen where she was, her sword arm limp at her side, unsure if she’d just witnessed an...
Threadmarks: 9. The Power of Yew and the Siren's Call
Sleepyfae67: Thank you :).
Uvuv: Of course, in the world of fanfiction, anything is possible… just like in many stories where the protagonist waves hello and 30 women drop their panties. As for the wind, a vacuum like Danzo Shimura is theoretically possible, but it wasn’t mentioned in the book...
Threadmarks: 102: Wendsday, July 20th & PHO's Creative Writing Board
Silverveil was nice, just flying free for a few days.
But as much as I loved my time in Silverveil, I like the idea of bringing that civil war Thora mentioned over here a lot less.
Especially since they haven't seemed to get around to guns yet, and adding them into a war that already involves...
Hey, everyone!
Remember when I said that if my original omake one-shot got enough likes and positive feedback, I'd consider doing a sequel? Well, after seeing lots of likes and positive comments, plus quite a few DMs asking me to do another one, I decided: "eh, why not", and I wrote another...
Thank you for reading. Hopefully you enjoy. If you REALLY like it, I have a P-a-t-r-e-o-n, under the same name, where you can read 5 chapters ahead.
Wrapping up the lighthouse.
I blinked at Bill's conspiratorial grin as he led me up the stairs, Ash, Misty, and an unusually quiet Brock...
We are who we choose to be — that is a line that's resonated with me for years. It sounded clean. Noble. Like something you'd stitch onto a pillow or carve into a wooden sign and hang above a door you never planned to walk back through. Choice. Responsibility. Accountability. All the right...
The object of my ire sits across from me, the smile on her lips shaped neatly enough but never touching her purple eyes. The cream cardigan, the crisp white blouse—soft colours arranged with care, the kind meant to suggest she’s harmless, the sort of person one lowers their guard around without...
The War Chronicles of a Little Demon
Set in the Diyu Demons verse
A Saga of Tanya the Evil fic.
By Sunshine Temple
Naturally, I do not own Youjo Senki. So here's the disclaimer:
Saga of Tanya the Evil its characters and settings belong Carlo Zen, Shinobu Shinotsuki, and NUT Co., Ltd...
AN: Remember. Patreon exists.
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They climbed back up from the depths of the dungeon to the main levels of the Castle. The transition from the pristine horrors below to the decaying grandeur above felt dreamlike, surreal, as if they were moving between...
Morning sunlight filtered through the manor windows, casting warm gold across the long dining table. Breakfast at Loki Familia was always lively—chaotic, loud, and full of mismatched personalities—but today every eye drifted toward the unfamiliar red-caped girl trailing nervously behind Hel...
Chapter 2: The Demon Lords Lore Dump
Shin woke with a groan — the kind that came from deep in the soul, right between existential dread and I-healed-too-fast-again.
His eyes cracked open to find Swansong gently brushing his hair back, his head resting in her lap. She looked far too awake for…...