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The fact that some of y'all are liking the cringy fanfics I wrote in highschool.... like... I won't take them down, but I am judging.
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Our Sunshine Weeps in the Evening
(I wrote this inspired by my Tal’Dorei Campaign (All of us are huge fans of Critical Role), where, inspired by the love story of the Briarwoods, my Warlock accidentally made a pact with them (yes both of them) to work with the tools of Vecna, keeping him alive, in exchange for magic, up until the day she finds somebody who will love her in the way she deserves, 4 Nat 20s in a row Charisma checks (was online on Roll20) and 3 DC 22 Wis Saving throw successes, means that they are genuinely falling in love with my character, I was surprised, my DM was surprised. I hope Matt Mercer doesn’t hate me for what Calliope has done. Yes this is HEAVY Goth/pastel princess energy because it is.)
Our Sunshine Weeps in the Evening - A Love Letter From a Patron to a Warlock
Our Sunshine weeps in the evening,
As the day it turns into night
Her grace and her magic combining
As tears fall quick out of sight
Our Sunshine weeps in the evening
Alone in a tavern so fair
She has sapphire eyes and wears no disguise
As brine drips into her hair
Our Sunshine weeps in the evening
Of a love she has never had
No family nor friends, her pain never ends
No wonder our Sunshine is sad
Our Sunshine weeps in the evening
And there is not much we can do
We sit here in vain on a different plane
And her woe seeps into us too
Our Sunshine weeps in the evening
As she thinks of her desperate day
We wish her hands were in ours, her light it outpours
World….
Don’t take our Sunshine away
#Critical Role#DND#5e#delilah briarwood#sylas briarwood#warlock#warlock/patron#romance plot#TAL’DOREI CAMPAIGN SETTING REBORN#dnd homebrew#Fan game#Please don't be mad#Matt Mercer please don't be mad at us and our little homebrew game#goth/pastel#I don't want the cast to see this#Ok maybe I want the cast to see this#I want them to think it's kind of cute but kind of creepy#Calliope is older than both briarwoods combined#She is an Elf tho#Calliope is 199 years old#That's like 28 in human years#ughhhh
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The scariest thing that could happen if Laudna gets true-resurected and the last thing she hears Delilah say is "You didn't think you were the only one, did you?" With a sinister chuckle fading away. Ugh give me Briarwood groupies. You know they exist
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*that tiktok sound*
What murduh?
You know Delilah is a villain, right?
Delilah Briarwood has never done anything wrong and I apologise for every single one of her actions.
#the briarwoods#delilah briarwood#sylas briarwood#legend of vox machina#lovm#polyamory#i love them both so much omg#I will bake you cookies and clean your torture room#pastel pink x goths
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The Student Queen
Requests: Idk if this make sense but could you write a Neville Longbottom x reader where the reader is one of the Pevensie siblings from Narnia and she's know as Queen Y/n the Warrior?
Requested by: @elemental-of-magic
Genre: Fluff
Synopsis: (Y/n) Pevencie and Neville travel through their 5th year and a wardrobe together.
Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Fem Reader
Warnings: None
When the thrum of the train was turning to silence, Neville Longbottom sat in the train car, unable to move or make a sound. A group of sixth year Slytherins had casted the petrification charm on him and he was stuck, held together as if he was superglued to himself. He couldn’t even look up when he heard the door open.
“Oh my.” The unfamiliar voice said, “Finite Incantatam.”
Neville felt himself gradually come undone. He stood face to face with a girl his own age (Y/e/c) eyes staring back at him, a kind smile on her face.
“Well they did a number on you didn’t they.” She said, not waiting for a reply.
Neville stuttered for a moment before choking out a “Thank you, I’m Neville”
“Nice to meet you Neville, I’m (Y/n).” She responded with a wider grin than before.
The two fifth years departed from the train on time and settled into a carriage drawn by an invisible horse. They sat in comfortable silence as they approached the castle, just the two of them.
Neville looked at her uniform, she was a Hufflepuff, though he couldn’t remember her from any of his classes.
Noticing his curiosity (Y/n) grinned. “I transferred, from homeschooling last year.” She looked down at her feet. “My uncle taught me everything he could, but he wasn’t able to teach me more, so he sent me here to learn.” She looked up at him.
“It’s ok,” Neville smiled softly, “I don’t think any less of you.”
“My uncle lives in the countryside, with my four siblings. Edmund, Susan, Peter and Lucy. None of them are magic, but he loves us all the same.”
Soon enough the pair reached the castle and made their separate ways.
A few weeks into their stay at school there was an opening at the Hufflepuff table at breakfast, steeling his nerves, Neville made his way over and sat next to (Y/n).
She was wearing muggle clothes at the moment. A beautiful purple dress that fell all the way to the floor. “Hello, Neville! Lovely to see you again!” And just like that a healthy friendship blossomed.
As winter came, Neville and (Y/n) became closer and closer, both deciding to spend the holiday at school.
“I don’t like Umbridge,” Neville admitted as he sat in the Hufflepuff common room with (Y/n). “Some days I wish I could walk into another world just to get away from it all.
(Y/n) tensed and looked up at him. “You really want to go to another world?” She asked, eyes a bit wide.
“Sure why not. No Umbridge, no worries.” He grumbled looking back to his horrifying textbook assigned by the above-mentioned teacher.
Slowly (Y/n) rose to her feet. “What if I told you, temporarily, you could go to another world, with me.” She said, tentatively.
Neville’s eyes widened as well as he looked at (Y/n). “You’re not kidding?”
(Y/n) shook her head no. “Come up, quick.” She said, grabbing his hand and running up the stairs to the girls’ dorm.
She looked around before closing and locking the dorm room shut. “Revalio.” As she spoke, a beautiful wardrobe appeared before her. Ornately carved from applewood and decorated with gold accents. She opened the doors and climbed inside. “Come on Neville.” she gestured for him to get in too.
Neville looked at her as if she were insane. But deciding the worst that could happen was he was stuck in a wardrobe with the girl he had a crush on, he too followed after (Y/n).
The wardrobe didn’t seem to have a back, and the fur coats inside seemed to go on forever, until both students broke from the trees and into a beautiful summer’s day. (Y/n) smiled and pulled a small whistle from her pocket, and a pegasus soared down, landing before the pair.
“Come on Neville!” (Y/n) giggled as she climbed onto the saddle.
“I must be dreaming,” Neville replied as he helped himself up behind (Y/n)
The winged horse flew across the sky and toward a giant golden castle. Landing in a magnificent courtyard the young woman was quick to hop off of the saddle and make her way to the large doors. As the teenagers approached, they swung open by themselves.
Sitting in beautiful thrones were four other people the youngest appeared to be about twelve. The middle throne was empty.
As Neville gawked, (Y/n) disappeared into a room and came back in the purple dress that she had been wearing the Christmas holiday day, when they had become close.
She gave a deep curtsey before taking Neville’s hand and leading him forward. “May I introduce you to my siblings Neville, High King Peter: The Magnificent, High Queen Susan: The Gentle, King Edmund: The Just, and Queen Lucy: The Valiant.”
Peter, the high king, stood. He was wearing bright red and had a sword at his hip. He was clearly the eldest and most experienced. He stepped forward and hugged (Y/n). “And our sister Queen (Y/n): The Warrior, defender of Narnia, and the high sorceress of our council of leaders.” He led (Y/n) to her throne which sat in the middle and she settled into it, as a faun rushed forward to place a silver crown on her head.
Neville looked befuddled as he looked at his crush, sat on a throne with a crown atop her head. The siblings looked powerful, but that was broken as Lucy and (Y/n) both broke into laughter.
(Y/n) stood once more and hugged her three other siblings. They engaged in small talk for a few minutes before (Y/n) handed her crown back to the faun and descended to Neville, who still looked slackjawed. “It’s time to go back now. But, if you ask, I can bring you back anytime you want.”
Taking his hand and leading him back to the pegasus and through the wardrobe in silence. Neville couldn’t comprehend what he had seen. As soon as they were once more in the girls’ dorm he regained his ability to speak.
“A queen, high sorceress, Narnia?” He asked.
“How about we talk about it more later.” (Y/n) suggested, “Maybe over butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks?”
“Y-yeah!” Neville stumbled out, flushing as he made his way back to Gryffindor tower, both surprised and happy he was to go on a date, for who could say no to a queen?
#harry potter#neville longbottom#neville longbotton x reader#fluff#sweet#narnia#wardrobe#neville longbottom x you#harry potter x reader#happy ending#crush#requited crush
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Idk if this make sense but could you write a Neville Longbottom x reader where the reader is one of the Pevensie siblings from Narnia and she's know as Queen Y/n the Warrior?
In my Queue! Thank you so much for submitting!
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Do you write for laurel lance from arrow?
Unfortunately not, as I have never seen Arrow, but I will put it on my to be watched.
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Requests: Open
I miss everyone and their requests, if you like my writing and have an idea please reach out!
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Ramadan Reminder
Eid Al Fitr is only 21 days away, and as a person who does not practice Islam, I would like to talk to other non-practitioners.
A reminder!!!!! If you see a person praying in public, DO NOT WALK IN FRONT OF THEM unless they have a solid object in front of their prayer mat. This can sever their connection to Allah.
Don’t ask people practicing Ramadan insensitive questions like are you hungry or are you thirsty. Their month of fasting is important to them and we should allow them the space and grace of their faith.
Also do not judge if you see a person eating or drinking during the day during Ramadan. They may be menstruating or pregnant or elderly or prepubescent or physically or mentally ill or maybe they did it on accident (which is considered a gift from Allah).
For more information from sources who practice Islam, please visit:
@bintadnan
@hubufiallah
@oneghureebah
@blissalittlesblog
or several other creators posting under the #ramadan here.
And to the readers who do practice Islam, please correct me in the comments if I have made an error so I can correct it. Ramadan Kareem!
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Why am I crying? Oh, no reason, just thinking about how if Katniss hadn’t volunteered for Prim, Peeta’s answer to Ceaser’s last question might have been, “Well there is this one girl, but I don’t think winning will help much in that case, because she would probably want her little sister back instead.”
#angst#sad#Hunger Games#prim everdeen#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#au#if katniss didn't voulenteer
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AHAHAHAHA HAMILTON
Yup, still one of my favourite musicals. And Reqs are open for Hamilton if you have any.
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Hiatus Over
Hello, my friends!!!! I apologize for the extended and long hiatus! I have been at University and catching up with people. Playing DND and making new friends. But I am back for a good long while. I have a few asks to fill but inbox is open if you would like to request!
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tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon
No one is actually gonna do it but fuck it.
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Rb if you want all the hcs people have about you in your inbox
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#Agni Kai does not have these rules
#Agni Kai rule 1: you must speak your opponent by name
#Agni Kai rule 2: you must use its sacred name
#Agni Kai rule 3: you must never challenge a child (rule exception because both opponents are children)
#Agni Kai rule 4: it must be a two sided argument, if one forfeits, the agni kai is over
#Agni Kai rule 5: An agni kai is between two people and two people only.
#by breaking the 5th rule by attacking Katara, Azula loses the duel.
#Therefore by using the scene of an agni kai, and breaking the rules, Azula forfeited the duel.
Unpopular opinion: Azula won the Agni Kai with Zuko.
"But she--"
Doesn't matter. The Agni Kai only has 2 rules: 1) Both parties must be firebenders, and 2) It's over when one gives up or gets burned.
That's it.
Was shooting lightning at Katara an underhanded tactic? Yup. Does it make one whit of difference? Nope.
Zuko ended that Agni Kai writhing on the ground with a chest full of lightning. He lost.
Same as when Bronn fought without honor on Game of Thrones during a trial by combat. He used human shields to make the other guy tired and sloppy. Then quickly dispatched him once he was completely exhausted. Dishonorable? Absolutely. But the other guy was still dead, so Bronn won.
While it's on my mind...
What followed with Katara was a no-holds-barred free-for-all with an unhinged Azula powered up by the comet. Katara spent most of that fight running for her life. She barely survived due to split second timing and the good fortune to have a sizable water source right under her feet and a pair of shackles within reach. This is not to disparage Katara's skill. A less skilled waterbender, one who had not mastered the foundations of waterbending (water is everywhere, water is the element of change, redirecting an opponent's energy), would've died. But defeating Azula at that moment was nowhere near the curb stomp people like to say it is and far from a definitive statement about how she'd fare against Azula under different circumstances.
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Reblog this post if you are an ACTIVE HETALIA FAN (2022)
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reblog and put in the tags the similarity between you and your icon
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