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Caliborn and Dirk have been friends since they were babies. Friends who are developing bad habits with worse consequences.
Well, the quality of the consequences depends on who you ask.
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Short fic I wrote because I wanted more DarkTruth content, may not be the best.
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"What is lost will always return, but it might not be the same, nor will it ever be yours again."
"There is no true loss, only the promise of new beginnings."
Lost and found, right and wrong. Two completely opposite, but cannot exist without the other.
[longfic! Chapters out every two weeks Sunday if I dont have writers block💔]
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In a war-scarred world ruled by covert divisions and forgotten experiments, Colonel Aerin Sable and Major Caelum Vire were once each other's sharpest weapon and softest place to fall that was until he disappeared without a trace.
Two years later, he’s back but, something's changed. The warmth in his eyes, that fierce joy gone. He’s colder, quieter, haunted. And something is missing inside him. Not just metaphorically.
Thrust together on a Black Division mission, Aerin and Caelum uncover a hidden facility tied to his disappearance, and to something even darker: Burn Protocol, a project that stripped soldiers of their emotions, replacing love and loyalty with blind obedience.
As they descend deeper into the secrets of Burn Protocol, Aerin realizes Caelum didn’t choose to forget her. He was forced. Their love was stolen, erased from him, but not from her. And somewhere, the people who did this are still watching, waiting for them to fail.
Aerin swore emotions had no place in war. Love was never supposed to be part of the equation. But now that she has his heart, literally. She’ll tear down every wall, burn every secret, and defy the world itself if that’s what it takes to make it beat again.
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From My Rotting Body, Flowers Shall Grow by KandiKannibal
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Marauders Era - Fandom
07 Aug 2025
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“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow — and I am them, and that is eternity.”
— Edvard MunchHayden Graves is a Hufflepuff with blood under his fingernails and flowers in his lungs. Regulus Black is a boy carved from family duty and polished silence. Between them lies a story too dangerous to speak aloud — a love so quiet, it becomes disease.
They never said it.
They never kissed like it mattered.
They only watched.
Wanted.
Wilted.When Hayden begins coughing petals and Regulus starts to bleed thorns, both assume the same thing: unrequited love. Punishment for their weakness. A magical curse for boys like them.
But the truth is this: they gave themselves the disease.
Because the one person they never learned to love... was themselves.This is a story about shame that strangles, love that decays, and how beautiful death can be when you believe you deserve it.
They did love each other.
They just didn’t believe it.
And that is what killed them.Series
- Part 1 of Marauders Era
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- Part 247 of lovely impact
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The Servant and Her Bird by Athryl_Darcy
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
28 Aug 2025
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Your life was a collection of unfortunate events. You pushed through all of them. Becoming sharper and stronger. Navigating through it like a minefield.
Life always threw something at you. This time it was recruitment to work for Silco. You couldn't possibly predict how this mine would blow up and yet you found yourself in your most vulnerable, yet secure place. Beside her. The Scariest Lady of Zaun.
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Reader gets recruited to work for Silco. There's angst, grit, bite and orbiting around one another. It's not soft and easy. It's Arcane accurate, at least how I perceive it.
Reader (called Raven in this fic) and Sevika are emotionally constipated useless dykes (fun fact, that's the original title: “Useless Dykes”) and have past clawing at their throats. Yet they're drawn to each other, eventually seeing that the other is worth trust.