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The best of the best fics I've ever had the pleasure of reading. Godly feats of concept, characterization, and storytelling are memorialized here for all to see, because I can't help but reread them.
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Dragon's fire is not so easily extinguished; when Zuko rediscovers a lost firebending technique, shifting flames can shift the world...
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"You're new Sam, so you don't know. This will be the only warning you get. Don't trust your eyes or you'll be tricked. Nobody in Amity is who they seem. Nobody."
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Ever since the accident, Danny has been seething with rage.
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Zagreus was a toddler when his mother took off into the great unknown, leaving him and their life in a Staten Island funeral home behind. He is twenty-three when she comes crashing back into his life, offering him a home away from his tyrannical father and an opportunity to reclaim the relationship she'd abandoned long ago. Choosing his mother's life and refuge in Brooklyn seems to hurt just about everyone who matters in the borough of his birth, but Zagreus has a whole new family in the colorful Oreivatises from Queens. Reconciling a lifetime of trauma with the stories of so many others in his life may be the hardest thing Zagreus has ever had to do, but in the end, it's worth it.
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High in the halls of ice and wintry waters, an iceberg cracks.
They tend to do that. It’s hardly a unique occurence. Every day, babies are born, good men die, fires start, and ice breaks.
It is natural. It is meant to be.
(It’s a sign)
The Avatar wakes in a changed world a century later. An almost three year search comes to fruition.
It is all different, though. Years of rumor and story have been allowed to flourish.
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- Part 4 of no grave (hold my body)
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for where else could i go? who else could i love but you? by succubused
Fandoms: Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008)
02 Sep 2023
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Wolfwood, they sang. Wolfwood, Wolfwood, Wolfwood.
Soft, tentative. As though asking a question. They reached out to him again, feather-light touches brushing across his cheeks through the fog.
Nicholas.
Something wet rolled down his cheek. He was crying.
Nicholas. Nicholas. Wolfwood.
Beloved.Miracle, the plants whispered. What is a miracle?
Vash stared at the grave.
“Something impossible,” he said quietly. “Something impossible that happens anyway.”Rem and the plants meet Wolfwood.
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Zuko does not survive that first fateful Agni Kai.
But no matter how much Ozai strives to pretend otherwise, the Old Gods are not dead.
And the Old Gods are angry.
[REPOSTED- ACCIDENTALLY ORPHANED]
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Lancer refers Danny to the school counselor, hoping he'll work through whatever issues are keeping him from succeeding in school.
The counselor notices A Lot.
For the Phic Phight 2020. Prompt by Babyporcupine_cutebutdeadly aka ZombieMerlin.
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"Living" doesn't have to mean beating heart, working lungs. Living means hanging on by your fingertips, it means people make it up as they go along, it means grasping for connection in the dark. And exhaustion, and pain, and one hundred and seventeen emotions all pushed into that dark, wet space between your ribs. It means carving something out of the rubble. It means leaving a mark, closing your eyes and opening them, and finding something standing in front of you that you want to see.
Kieren and Simon deal with the aftermath of Amy's death, recover and relapse, learn each other, learn themselves, and watch the world change.
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Won’t somebody help me chase the shadows away…
As much as Artemy wants to spend the night with his colleague, after the man makes an offer that they might take pleasure from each other if they're so inclined, when a butcher lays at last with his lover what will he see? A body to be caressed, or harvested? Haunted by visions of his place being to cut along the Lines, haunted by guilt over past choices, the Haruspex fears he won't be much of a close, intimate friend to Daniil Dankovsky after all...