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hiraeth(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.Last summer left Conrad Fisher with nothing but ruins, yet autumn offered something unexpected in the form of Devon Watson. Not a saviour or a whirlwind, but a steady presence, unflinching in her care. In her company, Conrad found the seasons shifting; loss no longer the only thing to measure time by.Or, in which Conrad finds someone who chooses him and only him for once, and tries to mend his relationship with the only living member of his family that he can somewhat stand.TSITP S3…

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A girl is still a girl, even if her mother bore her with a weapon for a mouth, or maybe it was her father who put it there. A girl is still a girl, even as her teeth drip lead and her lips bleed red-from biting her tongue or saying too much, she can never tell. A girl is a girl because she can be nothing else. A dog is still a dog, even after his father has pulled out all his teeth. A dog is still a dog, even as he licks his bleeding gums and whimpers apologies to the very jaws that tear the fur from his flesh. A dog is a dog because he stays. In which the grandchildren of Oh Il-Nam are the reluctant heirs to his macabre games, and must go against everything they've been raised to believe, in order to dismantle the system they help uphold. Hwang Junho x F!OC…

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Esther Park was never meant to be a hero, just a photographer with a sharp eye and a sharper tongue, someone who saw the poetry in puddles and paper planes. What began as paparazzi gigs and scandal shots in Blüdhaven's back alleys shifts the moment she's offered a job at The Daily Planet.In Metropolis, Esther throws herself into chaos with no regard for self-preservation, capturing the heart of disaster with a lens that refuses to look away. Fires, alien invasions, collapsing buildings-she's always in the center of it, chasing the perfect image like a woman possessed. But there's one constant interruption: Superman. He keeps pulling her from wreckage, scolding her for recklessness, and showing up just in time to ruin her shot.Clark Kent x Fem! OCSuperman 2025© ace_asterisk…

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By the time you know your fate, it's too late to change.The birds in cages know this but still chew the bars.Maybe hope tastes like metal.Jason Todd x Fem! OC© ace_asterisk…

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The daughter of a man who mistook ownership for love and a woman who didn't quite know how to let go, Isabelle Rochefort is a tragedy in the making. She has meticulously crafted her apathetic facade over the years, warding off potential suitors and friends alike. Yet, much to her chagrin, a certain Bridgerton boy refuses to relent until he has unearthed what he believes to be her truest self, a version of her she isn't quite sure she recognizes anymore.Benedict Bridgerton x OCSeason 2 onwards…

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~Yes, desire is so different when God bore you hungry. I could have devoured anything and still have been starving~"While dragon dreams affect only those with the blood of the dragon, the dreams that plague the disciples of the Church of Starry Wisdom are far more sinister, driving their dreamers almost mad in the process. Established by the Bloodstone Emperor, the first usurper and the last ruler of the mythic Great Empire of the Dawn, the church worships Nyarlathotep who is called "the Haunter of the Dark", and dreamers of the church are haunted by the faceless god that they claim dwelt in the antechamber to hell. Many scholars believed the Bloodstone Emperor to have been the first High Priest of the church, a practitioner of the dark arts, necromancy, and cannibalism. His descendants are said to be inheritors of his torment and treachery, bound to the very same deities he once enslaved himself to."In which Naerys Targaryen, born Zhong Zilan, disputed bastard of King Viserys I, traitor wife to Gwayne Hightower, foresees the impending downfall of the Targaryen dynasty, and despite her desperate attempts, she finds herself powerless to prevent the inexorable march of death and destruction that looms over her family. Haunted by grotesque visions, her plight underscores the tragic futility faced by those burdened with foreknowledge in a world where destiny cannot be altered.Gwayne Hightower x YiTish OC…

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~I think of how the mystics read by the light of their own bodies. What a world of darkness that must have been to read by the flaming hearts that turn into heaps of ash on the altar, how everything, in the end, is made equal by the wind.~Daenys Velaryon lives only for others, yet within her heart, she harbours a whisper of selfish desire. She has dedicated her life to her brothers, becoming their staunch advocate, their steadfast defender, their eldest sister, entwined with their destinies. What purpose, she wonders, could she have if not in their service? Yet, in the quiet moments, when shadows soften the world, she dreams of a life unfettered, free from the heavy chains of duty and sacrifice. She does not covet the Iron Throne, nor does she wish to spill her blood for its cold, unyielding promise. However, to forsake her responsibilities and thrust them upon her brothers would make them a target of the realm's violence, defying the very essence of her being. For Daenys is nothing if not their protector, the guardian of their fate, even as she longs for a destiny of her own.**Prequel to An Eye for an Eye**Book 1/2Rankings- #1 in houseofthedragon (2/7/2024)- #1 in aemondtargaryen (19/6/2024)- #1 in aemond (29/6/2024)…

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~Judas did this for him, but his soul still howls / his mouth still aches~Daenys Velaryon no longer knew the difference between sacrifice and self-slaughter, nor where the violence against oneself ended. A Kinslayer, a rabid dog; such creatures had no use in a world of peace. Such creatures did not deserve peace. She was a tall child with no lap to crawl into, for who would wish to hold a thing like her, shame clotting in her blood like a curdling sickness. She, with the incessant need to apologize to everyone who ever knew her, for the inconvenience she caused them by making her existence known, walking into a room and searching for an empty seat so no one had to go through the painful act of sitting with her. Velaryons were supposed to be of the sea, but she was a burning ship, a vicinity one had to always flee. If anyone deserved to extinguish themselves in a kamikaze blaze, it was her, the one who would be missed least of all, who was needed least of all when the realm finally knew peace.© ace_asterisk **Sequel to Before the Sky Falls**Book 2/2|Ambys 2024 Fanfiction Favorite Top Pick | Most impressive rankings: - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/6/2024)- #1 in aemondtargaryen (12/6/2024)- #1 in Aegon (26/7/2024)- #1 in aemondxoc (15/7/2024)…