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For some reason, this strange sensation settles into Hiori’s bones. It wasn’t bad per se, just like having someone softly ruffle his hair or graze a part of his body that wasn’t ticklish. Like soft fingers scratching at his scalp. It wasn’t unpleasant at all actually. Hiori had a strange feeling that for the rest of his life, even in the distant future when he was old enough to have grandkids, the memory of this rainy knight would come back to him when he least expected it.
Hiori’s new rainy days in Tokyo begin.
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In all timelines, in all possibilities, they find each other. There is no Jayce without Viktor. No world where he does not live, breathe, and love without him. No existence across any universe where they are not inexplicably intertwined.
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intertwined (sewn together) by ryuksjn
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
19 Nov 2024
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“Is there anything so undoing as a daughter?"
The twinkling stars rain down, the cosmos wade, and all at once Jinx is alone again with everything.
Jinx mourns Isha.
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still waiting on you (to tie my shoes) by ryuksjn
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
25 Aug 2024
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"The hiss of his respirator reverberates in the otherwise silent jungle, grass and thick brush squelching under his thick-soled boots with every step. The crickets’ song rings in the open, cool air. Oh, how Shouto loves it here. The danger, the excitement, the beauty, he loves it all. This jungle, just like any other, feels so treacherous, awing still, and yet so personal and unique. He could waste away and spend hours here if his father let him. If Endeavour gave the beauty of this Jungle a grace of breath, oh surely the world could change."
TDBK Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind AU
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“The moon's beautiful tonight,” Nagi says, voice raspy and weak. A brush cool wind blows softly against his air, ruffling the messy wet curls.
Barou’s breath hitches. It feels like time stops even for just a moment. He feels everything and nothing all at once, and then as if nothing happened the crickets resume. He screws his face back to a scowl, “You can barely see it right now.”
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