#Whispers of Fortune

[listlesswhistle]

How about a short ficlet instead?

(Context is I was thinking about an iterator oc of mine which I havent mentioned here meeting an Echo of the Ancient who built them. The idea was that the thing which kept them trapped in their limbo as an Echo was their love for the oc. None of this will probably make sense without Rain World knowledge)

Imagine, meeting this twisted memory of someone you new, and echo of who they used to be, trapped in an eternal moment, unable to move on, yet forever detached from the thing so dear they couldn't bear to leave it behind.

Imagine that beneath the warped surface of reality, you recognize their face.

Behind the reverberating chimes of bells unseen, you know their voice.

They recognize you, greet you with fondness, and yet the seem to speak through you. Their eyes never truly focus, a layer detached from the moment at hand.

You know this person. Their name is painted over the entrance to your home.

How could you ever forget it, when they were the one to gift you yours?

How could you ever forget their face, when it was the first sight your eyes beheld?

How could you ever forgive yourself, when it was you that did this to them?

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When you wake up in your chamber something feels different.

You don't remember falling asleep, except… yes you do. You powered down at the end of last cycle for routine maintenance, just like you always do after strenuous experiments.

And yet, you… you woke up already. Didn't you?

There was something in your chamber with you, it felt familiar. You recognized them.

.

.

.

Them? Yes… yes it was a person, someone you knew.

But no, you only just woke up. Your internal clock confirms it. There's no .mem file between now and when you fell asleep.

A dream? That must be it. It wouldn't be your first, even if the answer doesn't fully satisfy you.

Well, can't let something so small as a weird dream get in the way of your experiments! That last one showed some real promise, now if only you could just track down a few more karma flowers….

Dream forgotten, you go about your day, already lost in thought about the latest in the string of recent breakthroughs regarding karma flowers and the nature of echoes. Perhaps someday you'll finally manage to induce the appearance of one of the mysterious beings that are so often mentioned in ancient scripture.

But that feeling never quite fades away, even as you grown accustomed to its presence. Some part of you, right at your center, and yet somehow deeper, feels almost… heavier. As if something is dragging you down, towards something immense. It should scare you, but it doesn't. The grasp is firm, but somehow fragile. Like it could slip away at any moment. There's a part of you that reaches back, scrabbling and desperate, afraid of losing hold of that foreign presence. It pulls you down, but your footing is solid. It won't topple you to serve as its anchor.

Your cycle plays out as many cycles before, full of intrigue and excitement, yet shaded by a strange sense of melancholy. And yet… you feel warmer. More present. The guilt seems smaller today.

Before long, you find your focus drifting away from your experiments. Maybe… maybe you don't need to do this right now.

You join the cluster's private line, and are met with exclamations of pleasant surprise from your family. The rest of your cycle is a blur of casual chatter and familial shenanigans, and the others are quietly delighted when your version of smile falls into something genuine and full. You didn't realize how much you missed this.

The next few hours are free from experiments, trial, theories and frustration. You don't feel the urge to busy your hands or lose yourself to research. For the first time in a long time, you are content to sit with your family and just be.

Oc rambles free card. Talk about whatever tf you want about your little homemade blorbo

[sirbird]

Redraw of my very first piece of Miguel and of A Fortunate Mistake :)

[hjbender]

[romanticjunk]

"STOP THAT WHEEL!"

[crispywisp]

got the 1984 toys of starscream and red alert 🤸‍♂️

[basiliskfeathers]

playing a heavily modified text campaign of turn of fortune's wheel w these 3: reverence, songbird, and glory! they're all AU versions of e/o who, after dying in their own realities, had their souls tangled together in a merged & glitching timeline

nothing has ever gone wrong for any of them ever (lying)

「june 2024」

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The Boundless Sphere of Fate - Lee Taemin SHINee Fanfic - Story Masterlist (COMPLETED)

General Masterlist

Pairing: Lee Taemin (of SHINee) x OC (called Blair)

Genre: non-idol AU, red string of fate theory, angst, romance, mature

Word Count: ~20k

Warnings: pretty extreme and graphic, mature, swearing, angst, explicit sexual content, blood.

This is just a story that doesn’t describe Taemin's true character in any way. It’s just a product of my imagination and should be treated as such.

This story is also on Wattpad (click here) and AO3 (click here)

A/N: As any other writer out there, I would appreciate reblogs and your comments on this story. Please let me know if you enjoyed it, and most importantly, have fun!

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Summary:

'Fate. The cruellest unchangeable fact of life. There are many who believe in it, and even more who don't. And I consider those who don't believe in it to be idiots.' --- This story is based on the red string of fate theory, also known as the red thread of fate. --- Non-idol AU Taemin (SHINee) Fanfic

--- Mature content ahead. 18+

--- ©storminsidemycore

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Additional info:

Hello!

It's Storm ♡

I'm back with another fanfic titled The Boundless Sphere of Fate, a Taemin Fic I've started writing in August 2023 and completed somewhere in December 2023 as a Christmas gift for my best friend @dani-less.

The protagonist of the story is called Blair, a made-up character with some unfortunate circumstances that you'll get to see as the story progresses.

The story itself is based on the red strings of fate theory. For whoever is not familiar with this theory, Wikipedia says: "The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break. This myth is similar to the Western concept of soulmate or a destined partner."

It will be a pretty short fic, with only about 20k words, but hopefully you will enjoy it nonetheless and have fun reading it.

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Important! Disclaimer:

This story will be 18+ where lots of sensitive subjects will be mentioned and/or introduced in some form. None of these will be marked during the story! Should you decide to read, do so at your own discretion, and if something triggers you or makes you uncomfortable in any way, please stop reading immediately.

Once again, there will be no warnings during the story.

*This story is not a real description of Taemin's true personality in any way. He is just a character I've created, so please don't take anything too seriously.

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Without further ado, let's go!

Looking forward to what you think, as always!

Love,

Storm ♡

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Prologue - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 1 - The Cycle of Death - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 2 - Stuck with you - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 3 - At each other's throats - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 4 - Making up - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 5 - Future readings, lucky numbers and advice - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 6 - A peace offering - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 7 - How to bring back the dead - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 8 - If we are soulmates - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 9 - The Ritual - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 10 - An unexpected call - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 11 - The Curse - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 12 - The Forgotten Warning - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Chapter 13 - The Red Thread of Fate (Final Chapter) - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

Epilogue - Tumblr + Wattpad + AO3

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Thank you for reading!

Love,

Storm

[willosword]

wow what a perfectly normal and inconspicuous choice of words! surely this won't have any extreme thematic and narrative significatell me what you cherish most,,,,😈 give me the pleasure of taking it away...? 😏 i Pity you 😒 you just dont get it at all..... 😔there's not a thing i DONT cherish

[coldpintglass]

Me: excited that I have a burst of enegery so I can take the bins out, grab a shower and settle for bed

My humble Tesco own fabric conditioner which has been spilling onto the floor for the last 3 hours :

[dogslosing]

the brats club; it's their world, we're just living in it.

[karathespellbinder]

silly character names

My mom and I's favorite names in the Kingdoms and Empires series that we like to say out loud because they make us giggle:

Snatty Ra-Ra

Ronaldo C. Torrington

Jonathan J. Lanyard

[thebirdandhersong]

Sometimes I worry that the kids I've taught in Sunday School will forget me and not remember that I love them so much and then I will run into one of them and it will be the Most Joyous Moment Ever

[todayisafridaynight]

bloody hell y4 on hard feels like a vacation after y3 on normal. i wanna know why y3 is so broken. what made rgg think fucking up the physics in bowling was going to make the game more engaging and fun? what made rgg think making kiryu deal as little damage as possible would increase y3 replayability? i made my research and i know for sure that even the ps2 games weren't that unfair so it's not entirely a dated game design issue. why rgg. why sega. does anybody know? i'm going insane i going full pepe silvia (also hi, i hope you had all the fun at the karaoke bar!) - ay3 anon

maybe it was just a rough transition from PS2 to PS3, who's to say. glad to hear youre having an easier time with Y4 tho !

[svtshuastruck]

yk i think the last 100 pages of miss chloe gong's books are similar to the yg party chorus: everything just goes batshit crazy.

[huntcrlif]

 “Fortune cookie?” he offers in the dark dimly lit office, the only sound being the Triffle that somehow did not manage to eat the fortune cookies in front of it. 

@quantumstarpaths 

[fifizero]

also i really like the idea of Seraphine being like the opposite of deaf. Like she can hear too well. Sort of like Dolores from Encanto, but like ten times. She can hear everything and it overwhelms her until all she can hear is just high pitched buzzing. Hence the creation of her hextech headphones that her dad makes her. (according to her lore) bc her lore just is like 'yeah one day it was just suddenly too much' like wtf shut up that's. boring and stupid