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    “It’s been 3 months.” The man says to him in place of a greeting.

    His stomach and heart and everything important plummets in his chest. 3 months? He wonders at. Could it have truly been 3 months?

    “They all think you have died. And you will, you will die here alone and your friends will have no idea what you have gone through.”

    “For all I know, you could be lying.” He says, well aware that his voice is shaky.

    His keeper laughs at him, “You are right, I could be. But what could I have to gain from lying to a prisoner that has no hope of escape?”

    “Sick amusement? You seem to take joy in beating me senseless. I fail to see how this is different.”

    “Hmm.” The man hums, sounding terribly pleased by the situation. “That is a good reason. I was lying. It hasn’t been 3 months.”

    Ferdinand sags in his bonds, relief flooding his system until-

    “It’s been 6.”

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    05 Dec 2024

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    I guess I have a thing for the whump-ie being called sweetheart

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    Q sobs and swears and thrashes against the ground until he can move no more, cheek pressed against the warm floor. Breathe, breathe. There are tears running down his cheeks and Q needs to tell himself to just breathe. O2 molecules, alveoli, deoxygenated blood, the biology of being alive. Fourth form basics of respiration. Q pulls up notes from the dregs of his memory and recites them backwards in his head.

    (Or, what happens in New Orleans)

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    16 Nov 2024

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    Genuinely. The most disgusting hurt and cathartic comfort ever made.

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    During the battle for the Oathgate in Shadesmar, Adolin is mortally wounded. This one small change, just a matter of inches, sets off a series of events that will rewrite the history of Roshar.

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    In a war between immortal undead and fragments of divinity itself, hope is found in strange places - including the notebook of an artifabrian, the pockets of a surgeon, and the sewing lessons of a little prince.

    “Darning socks is easy, my little light. There are other things - hearts, and minds, and people - that are far harder to mend. But you have clever hands, and a gentle soul…”

    “And a needle?” Adolin said, beaming and holding up the little sewing kit in a chubby hand.

    Evi smiled.

    “And a needle.”

    (This started as a bit of indulgent hurt/ comfort, only to become a massive story involving murder, conspiracies, execution, Stormscience, offworld travel, spren politics, and the unforseen effects of simple compassion. It also provides real consequences for certain major canonical decisions that seemed to be swept under the rug.

    If you want explicit Shakadolin check out “Unraveling”, a series of romantic interludes that fit between various chapters of this story)

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    10 Nov 2024

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    I hate gravitating towards things that aren't finished, but I got enough good Adolin angst here to basically make up for it. Seriously this is basically all the Adolin angst on the whole website and the world is worse for that.

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    Satoru hasn’t had to worry about the bounty sitting on his head for a long time. He forgets it there. It means nothing to him besides the occasional bounty hunter that attempts to fight him. Moving away from the school should have restarted that nasty anxiety that lived in him like a second skeleton for much of his younger life. But he’s the strongest sorcerer. He’s Satoru Gojo, Six Eyes. He has died and been reborn better, greater, clutching the power of existence in his palms.

    Satoru barks a hysterical sounding laugh. He rubs his hands up his face, leans back and laughs at the smoggy sky.

    “My birthday cake, that I ordered this morning at five thirty, was poisoned. My kid who hates sweets took the first bite and nearly died because of it.” Satoru wipes moisture from his eyes. Let out one last breathy laugh. “Someone is going to die.”

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    12 Oct 2024

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    When Fushiguro gets hit with a cursed technique that leaves his mind hazy, he ends up letting some things slip.

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    07 Oct 2024

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    Yeah, yeah, yeah they're dumb and cute what can I say

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