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iβve been thinking about making an arcane fic in the summerβ¦ i mean the timeline would align perfectly for when season 2 would drop so it would be perfect π«
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Hi! I'm a really huge fan of ur writing and its amazing how you always portray the perfect themes that I've been looking for in your fanfics and one shots. Unfortunately, I'm unable to find few of ur fanfics like there aren't any links or anything like only introductions given in this page. So do you mind reposting those fanfictions so I'm able to read them?
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Btw I'm in love with that kou mabuchi one, would love to see a longer ver. <3
Ah, thank you so much for your kind words regarding my writing style; it truly means a lot. Currently, I haven't begun publishing the works, which is why you can't find any links. However, your encouragement serves as motivation for me to revisit these projects and bring them to fruition soon. I'm also happy to announce that I intend to create a lengthier version of the Kou Mabuchi story. Your support is deeply appreciated, and I look forward to sharing more with you in the future. β‘οΈ
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Hi where could I read your fanfics?
Hi, thank you for expressing interest in my fanfiction. Currently, I haven't published any due to a minor hiatus and time constraints. However, I do plan to release some in the near future, including a longer version of the Kou Mabuchi story. I appreciate your enthusiasm and will keep you updated once they are available for reading. κ¨
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Hi-hi! Out of curiosity, if you're still into Shaman King, would you consider writing for Amidamaru, Bason, and the other ghost companions like headcanons?
Hope you have a lovely day btw, I love your writing! <3
Ah, thank you for the kind words! I'm glad you enjoy my writing.
As for your request, I'd be happy to write some headcanons for Amidamaru, Bason, and the other ghost companions. While I haven't been actively following Shaman King recently, I appreciate the enthusiasm and love for the series. Please give me a prompt or specific theme you'd like the headcanons to focus on, and Iβd be happy to write them! :)
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This section contains my latest narrative, inspired by the premise of The Last of Us II. Please be advised that the content within may be unsuitable for readers under the age of 16 due to graphic and distressing themes. Furthermore, this story features an originally developed character who identifies as female and uses she/her pronouns.
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Fynland Lockwood, once a loyal and ruthless right-hand to Seraphine, is now torn between her duty and her growing conscience. As Ellie enters her life, a glimmer of hope pierces the darkness, tempting her to break free from Seraphine's grasp and embrace her humanity. Betrayal means a death sentence, and the Dauntless will be the ones to deliver it.
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This mature narrative, Stay Alive, is recommended for readers aged 16 and above. The story follows Fynlandβs journey as she emerges from Seraphine's influence and takes ownership of her life, making choices that foster personal growth. While challenges arise, this marks the beginning of a transformative era for Fynland, offering opportunities for self-discovery and development.
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He is neither someone who readily opens up nor seeks social interaction. Yet he yearns to share his thoughts and experiences with you. Despite his initial indifference, he gradually gives in to the overwhelming appeal of experiencing the most intimate form of tenderness - friendship.
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Your eyes gently flickered to the side, your gaze fixating upon Kou as he rested his head on the desk with quiet composure. The calm, rhythmic rise and fall of his breaths created a soothing symphony that resonated in your ears. You observed the evening, your gaze drawn to the window adorned with billowing curtains. The trees swayed gracefully, their branches gently caressing one another in a synchronized dance, while the birds flitted across your field of vision, resembling celestial constellations.
Although it had been a few weeks since you assumed the role of class representative, the progress you and Kou had made on the team collaboration paper seemed minimal and lacked significance. Many of the sentences you had written appeared redundant, focusing excessively on themes of happiness and friendship. Friendship held a profound place in your heart, as you believed it to be a transformative force that brought sunshine to your life, replacing clouds. You sought those rare individuals who would have a lasting impact, and you believed Kou to be one of them. However, he frequently disregarded your attempts to form a friendship.
Clutching the pencil between your fingertips, you couldn't shake off the melancholic feeling that clung to you. It tugged at you, wrapping you in its somber embrace. Deep down, you knew Kou would never show interest in being friends. Yet, you couldn't ignore the loneliness that lingered in his brown eyes, making you yearn to be by his side. Even if it meant being kept at arm's length. . . you wanted to offer your support.
You chewed on your bottom lip before being quickly brought back to reality. His scruffy hair and placid gaze conveyed a sense of calm that you had never previously witnessed. Normally guarded with a mysterious countenance, his vulnerability was laid bare in his sleep. You pursed your lips and felt a twinge of sadness as you watched the cadence of his calm breathing. The sight of his beauty intertwined with the visible scars of his past evoked a sense of helplessness that reverberated through you. It was like being caught amid a swirling snowstorm, the realization of his fragile state growing stronger with each passing moment.
In a gentle and deliberate manner, you leaned forward in your chair, your body extending towards him with a quiet grace. You noticed the soft sheen of his cheeks, glistening in the warm embrace of the sun's rays. Your fingertips tenderly stroked his raven-colored hair as you held out a hand. Your cheeks lightly flushed from his evident cuteness.
As you watched Kou, your expression softened and a faint grin appeared on your lips. You gently pulled your hand back and picked up the pencil to get back to your task, continuing to work on your prior assignment. You began to wonder if you had always been so susceptible to distraction. A large amount of writing remained to be completed.
Kou's eyelids fluttered open, temporarily confused by the dazzling lights that briefly caused his eyesight to become somewhat blurry. He couldn't help but notice your absence and long for your touch, which he had been enjoying in secret. Your presence meant something significant to him. His head was slightly raised as he discreetly regarded you, going unnoticed by your fixed gaze. His bangs somewhat cloud his vision of you. He watched as your eyebrows pinched in intense concentration as you carefully penned sentences on the page. While the birds outside fluttered and danced to the beating of his heart, your warm and tender eyes were lost in deep thought.
He gradually exhaled, enjoying the wonderful aroma of your perfume. He was completely immersed in the scent, which gave him a pleasant and peaceful feeling.
He watches you with fatigue that has been building up in his mind due to the monotonous nature of homework. He performs insufficiently, and there are times when he even seems to doze off as you painstakingly finish your work. His exhaustion is apparent. He gently reaches out his arm to you and takes the pencil-holding hand in his fingers. He reaches for the pencil you are holding with a gentle touch, setting it lightly on the desk. His fingers entwined with yours, making the contact soothing. As your eyes meet in quiet agreement at that precious moment, time seems to stand still.
You held back the growing warmth that threatened to change the color of your cheeks as your hands gradually rubbed against one another.
Your eyes grew wide, "Stay with me," as he softly interlaced your fingers, bringing them nearer to him. He rubs your fingers gently against his cheek, his face sporting a slight blush. You jerked back slightly, taken aback by the action. "Please stay."
You gave him a soft smile that was tinged with melancholy and told him, "Mabuchi-kun, I'm not leaving." He gently placed his head against yours as you leaned in close to him, letting you see his frailty.
You understand at that point that his acts served as an invitation to a friendship. It was the chance you had been waiting for, a chance to express to him some of the love you had been holding inside. . . And perhaps this will signal the start of something new and meaningful.
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i heart kou!
βHis bony fingers, his shoulders, the way you can see his eyes just a little through his bangs. Absolutely everything.. Absolutely everything about him makes me nervousβ
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Read this to be reminded that it's perfectly normal to experience occasional overload. Just continue to breathe and be alive. κ¨
the glorious revelation that is existing.
yes, there are millions of people in this world. so many that have done more than you. lived longer than you. know more than you. loved more than you ever did. wiser than you could ever be.
but you're here.
here when so many other people aren't. when there are people holding you down to keep you from moving forward. when words cut so deep like a knife you bare scars. when life beats you down so many times, you keep getting up to run.
as someone who has lived believing there was nothing after high school, i am here, writing to people who enjoy my works, to tell my story. to express feelings that have been buried underneath the rubble for years. to give hope and imagination. and i can't be happier.
so suck in a deep breath because there is a place in this world for you.
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You are a typical high school student who finds it difficult to understand the intricate idea of departure. You meander through life developing everlasting ties with people you can trust while suffering from insomnia brought on by unpleasant memories. And discover the long-term implications that sleeplessness has on academic performance. . .
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A remastered edition of my earlier work, "Into the Depths," includes a more developed protagonist and an engaging, well-developed storyline.
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She was the beacon of hope who gave him the optimism that others would only find by praising a significant power, yet here she was, standing in front of him and at his side. Asakura Yoh would argue she is comparable to an angel because of the radiance she exuded, which was only something someone with a sweet, gentle nature could do.
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β. . . The stars are easily distinguishable owing to the cloudless sky.β Having been left alone in the seclusion of the graveyard, he spoke while gazing off into nothingness. His lungs swelled in the cool air as if they were automatically being refilled, and a calmness accompanied the rise of his chest. Every night's sky was to Yoh like a brand-new gift. His eyes would smile and his respiration would slightly slow down at that very time, which anyone who knew him would notice. He pondered whether going to sleep at night would make him feel closer to those distant stars and perhaps more aware of how frail Earth is. He saw the night as a sign of hope for life among the gloom and a sensation of warmth emerging from the chilly surroundings. It was a grandeur to inspire humility and an everlasting space to inspire thankfulness for the comfort of home.
He briefly experienced a lack of illumination. He had the impression that he was floating through the air, brushing his cold fingers against the gentle clouds. It felt like a brand-new home where he could softly share his struggle with people that drifted close by, never being too close but also never being too far away. He desired to remain there as long as he could, acting as though he had no other option. Though his dreams appeared to be dashed when he was plucked from the sky and brought face to face with the harsh, merciless reality of his predicament. It vanished like a feather in the wind, and he always believed that it had been silly for him to even imagine the possibility of a peaceful existence. Maybe becoming the Shaman King entailed more than merely lounging about.
Is it possible that he has a self-serving motive for wanting to rule the Spirits? His only goal was to achieve harmony, where the spiritual and physical worlds coexisted together. However, it's possible that his reasoning was shortsighted. A tranquil setting couldnβt be created. The only quality he had going in his favor was his sympathetic nature, which made it marginally easier for him to develop ties with the departed, but it was primarily worthless to individuals who couldn't see such ghosts, rendering him the oddball. He was aware of a void that was expanding deep within himself. It was ravenous, devouring everything in its wake. It was starting to consume his flesh from within because he was at a loss for how to sate its growling hunger.
βI may be foolish, I suppose.β His lips began to gradually twist downwards into a scornful pout as he earnestly acknowledged. Had he always had such weak mental capacity? It puzzled him. As though he were shooting for the heavens but failing to do so, he felt so miserable. For the status of king, he was also attempting the inconceivable.
Naturally, he was a fool. He never realized what he needed to accomplish or had accomplished to earn such a duty. He simply followed instructions, and if things deviated from the preferred direction, it was generally his fault because he had no control over it. Being an Asakura was a burden given that he had a name to honor, and just thinking about it made his body tremble. When the echoes of the wind repeatedly answered his queries, he became more agitated. He was only looking for a straightforward response, but maybe he had grown accustomed to his repeated regretful excuses and meaningless platitudes. He might counter that he felt a bit irritated by such thinking.
. . . However, it would appear that providence had new viewpoints.
The air, which had been so serene the preceding evenings, began to move just a little, as though it had found its way but was pleased to dawdle at its leisure. On a certain planet, the air had a rainbow-like swirl to it, as if colorful paints had been precisely dropped into a circulation. On his skin, it was cold and delicate, like silk on a warm day. It eddied about his fingertips like water in an enchanted spring of wishes. Yoh studied it, making it seem as though time had stopped especially for him. And even though he was captivated by something else, he felt someone standing behind him.
A quiet and pleasant environment that had been specially constructed for him had replaced the earlier anxious and fearful condition. In a sense, it felt amazing to let go of those pessimistic ideas because it demonstrated his understanding of the circumstance and his refusal to let it encumber him to the degree where he would be suffocated. Despite his desire, he continued to sit there on the headstone with his legs crossed, rather than turning to face them at eye height. With a voice that was as delicate as air, the girl could be heard giggling next to him, as if she had anticipated his presence here of all places.
He was seated on a tombstone, so she bent down, lowered herself to the forest floor, and took a seat there. He could make out her magnificence up close through the crevices in his irises. He thought to himself that her eyes were so vibrant and brimming with life that he could not help but think that they were captivating.
It might have been a secret that the two of them had developed for him to be in her vicinity to observe such perfection. Instead of gazing at him with the poisonous hostility he had become acquainted with from many, she stretched her hands directly in front of him and showed him her warmth and concern instead through her mulberry orbs. Her ivory hair flowed forward and drooped over her shoulders like rose petals that had been plucked off their stems.
Perhaps destiny had finally heard his cries? The willpower was lacking for him to accept this as reality. Was she here to spread the good news of enlightenment, or was this an angel sent to get rid of him? Whatever the circumstances, he was relieved to see that someone had at least heard the wordless plea he had been emitting. He briefly experienced a sensation of relief coursing through his veins as a result of these thoughts, and it rapidly intensified as she grinned so broadly.
Her irises were too stagnant, and her heavy eyelids were blinking a little bit more slowly than they should have been. Her eyes were focused profoundly on Yoh's good bone structure and his intricate eyelashes. She was having trouble processing the information as if her mind had experienced a severe short circuit. Yoh leaned into her line of vision, stroked her face with the pad of his thumb, and grinned thoughtfully. Her eyes came into focus as her head cocked up to meet him.
Her soft pink lips uttered, "Stars brighten the skies like snowflakes in the night," in a tone so hushed and beautiful that he thought he was hearing a bird singing.
With a girl such as her by his side, Asakura Yoh was extremely fortunate.
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She considers herself to be a scholar and an admirer of supernatural beings, so when she meets those who have the power to communicate with the deceased, she finds it challenging to decline their offer. She has made the choice to carry out her responsibility through her efforts and support the souls of the dead even if she encounters several challenges, no matter how great or small.
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Asakura Yoh can still clearly picture the moment he first encountered her, her pale cheeks turning bright red as she approached him. She was the beacon of hope who gave him the optimism that others would only find by praising a significant power, yet here she was, standing in front of him and at his side. Asakura Yoh would argue she is comparable to an angel because of the radiance she exuded, which was only something someone with a sweet, gentle nature could do.
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Here, you'll find a complete listing of all of my one-shots that are categorized and arranged by theme. Due to some writings' potential for gruesome and distressing content, it is advised that readers be older than 16. She/her and they/them pronouns are frequently used in these.
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You, a free-spirited high school student, grapple with the complexities of math. When things get difficult, you are assigned with a tutor you secretly admire. You journey through mathematical problems while also delving into the depths of your own emotions.
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He is neither someone who readily opens up nor seeks social interaction. Yet he yearns to share his thoughts and experiences with you. Despite his initial indifference, he gradually gives in to the overwhelming appeal of experiencing the most intimate form of tenderness. . . friendship.
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Support my friend; she's incredibly gifted and kind! I can't stress enough how exquisite her writing is. You're such a lovely person, and your blog is wonderful. I can't wait to read what else you come up with! β‘ β‘
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Welcome to my blog in which I incorporate both original and fanfiction writing in my portfolio. Many of them will be quite long, mainly consisting of a few thousand words, and are marked for mature audiences. These posts wonβt specify what pronouns are being used, but they are mainly written from the second point of view (use of you and yours), and the main character will either be female or gender-neutral.
Although I may talk formally or rather stiffly, I do not mind anyone messaging me or requesting things in my inbox. I will always try to reply to you with my thoughts and even offer some writing to go along with your messages (I may not be able to get through them all, but I will put in my effort to try to). I am trying my best to be as friendly as possible, so strike a conversation if you would like to talk about different series.
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A collection of strictly one-shots, they will be short and will only be a single chapter per collection regarding a certain character. All of them will follow a certain theme or idea, and only a few that are popular may get a sequel to their stories (which will be numbered with XX.5).
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The ultimate list of fanfictions which spans several chapters and is an ongoing series that is being updated. They will have their title page and information listed, alongside the genre and the nature of the book. Story updates will be sporadic and inconsistent, but stories that are being rerun or rewritten will follow a schedule that has them being automatically updated once a week.
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A complied section of posts regarding different types of manga. It is mainly used by me to remember which ones to read, but you may also use it as a way to explore various types of stories. Theyβll be posted randomly throughout the blog and will have a short summary of the story.Β
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The most comprehensive list of fanfictions, which includes multiple chapters and is a series that is always being modified. The frequency of my updates will vary based on my availability and my academic obligations. An update may be sent sooner than anticipated if I am available.
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You are incarcerated after being charged with theft and murder. You have been waiting for your punishment for decades; the wounds on your body are the result of bashings you endured at the hands of the guards who loathe you. However, you eventually receive your independence and are given to William James Moriarty as protector. You reclaim vitality with the help of his devoted team and under his caring guidance, emerging as the trump card in a complex game of power. Will you, who has nothing to lose, devise a fresh course for the colonial power?
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Readers who are at least 16 years old should read this mature novel. The novel White Oleander chronicles how our main character overcame her traumatic past and made a full recovery. Although she has faced challenges in the course of her life, now is the beginning of an opportunity for growth.
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You are a typical high school student who finds it difficult to understand the intricate idea of departure. You meander through life developing everlasting ties with people you can trust while suffering from insomnia brought on by unpleasant memories. And discover the long-term implications that sleeplessness has on academic performance. . .
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Welcome to my site, where I showcase both my original and fanfiction work. These are the only things that I will attempt because I am only interested in either short stories or complete novels.
Please feel free to contact me with any headcanons or requests; as long as they are appropriate, I will be delighted to comply. Please bear in mind that I will never write anything obscene or disgusting.
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This section features my fanfiction for The Last of Us II, a dark and intense narrative that delves into the harsh reality of surviving in a post-apocalyptic world. It explores themes including violence, defending oneself, and humanity. Use this section to navigate my work and distinguish it from my original stories.
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They will be modest and contain only one chapter in each collection, all of which are exclusively one-shots about a single character. Only a select handful that is well-liked may have their stories continued in a continuation, and all of these will adhere to a particular topic or philosophy. Unfortunately, given that they are only meant for entertainment purposes, the majority of these one-shots will be relatively modest.
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