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wish that you had thought this through (before i went and fell in love with you)
Unrequited James Potter/Lily Evans, James Potter/Sophia Corbyn (OFC).
In the end, Miss Lily Evans only has herself to blame. After all, she's the one who didn't realize that Heir James Potter stopped asking her on Courtship Dates when he spoke to her. She's the one who ended up falling in love with him after he fell out of love with her, as proven by the sight of the pretty, little Hufflepuff witch hanging off his arm, leaning against his side, smiling at him as if he's loved.
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TTAG
La pire des bénédictions; La plus belle des malédictions
Ik Ik it’s in French but I have been chokeholds by arcane so apologies me
Well, it took me a while to get around to Google translating this, but now that I have..
Merope Gaunt genfic.
On New Year's Eve 1926, Merope Gaunt lies in a bed of blood and watches a strange woman swaddle her newborn child. She knows she won't survive the night. But she doesn't mind. All she wants is for Tom to live the life she never did.
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Title Tales, please! 😊
forgiveness (is for the weak)
So... This clearly went out of control 😆 Oops? (Except not really oops~) In any case, here you go. Enjoy!
Miss Nia-Marriash Lahazhr is a commoner girl of no consequence. Her Imperial Wrath, Empress Amileen ran Zahashenie, could not care less.
She certainly does not care now.
Amileen's afternoon outing in one of the demonic towns located on the leftwise side of the homeworld, situated on a planet populated with more demons than humans and more of other species than demons, has come to an ugly conclusion.
The girl kneels before her. A dagger, its long length gleaming full of pure white angel-grace on one side and glowing a poisonous green-black with terrafin on the other, sticks out of her chest.
The assassin, their task thwarted to failure, is fleeing.
Amileen will not allow for them to get away.
The girl's eyes are struggling to stay bright. Likely, the only reason Miss Nia-Marriash Lahazhr is yet alive is for the terrafin imbued in the blade. A full angel-grace blade would have killed her on the spot. Killed any demon so young, and the girl cannot be any older than thirteen, perhaps fourteen. Terrafin, so loathed a substance for how it is truly fatal to Necromancers, would yet not have killed Amileen given her status as Empress, but, still so near to her nascent ascension to the throne and the power that accompanies such, she would have suffered all the same.
It would not have spelled Amileen's death, but that's beside the point. What is important is that this little slip of a demon saw fit to risk her very life in service of her Empress. Not a knight, not a soldier, not a demon of an upper echeleon and so possessed of enough power to see them safe and secure from such ills, not even a demon so fortunate to be of an age where such an attack would not wound them terribly so. No, none of that.
Just a little slip of a demon scarcely into her teenage years.
And yet, so brave.
So very, very brave.
Such bravery and service is to be rewarded.
Her Imperial Wrath, Empress Amileen ran Zahashenie, curls her fingers even as she kneels before the girl in turn. Then, her fingers go flicking away, and those demons nearest the assassin find their bodies moving of their own accord, absent any mental input, attacking the assassin and bringing them down before they can try once more to vanish into mere wisps of smoke and shadow.
Impossibly, the girl succeeds at a smile. "Are you all right, Your Majesty?" Red-black blood spills forth from her lips. It hisses and steams as it hits the shining obsidian paving. But of course, the girl's body must be going into overdrive, alerted into offense in the face of such danger and injury. Acidic blood is, after all, common as dirt among demons, and not only those of Wrath.
Amileen stares straight into the soft red eyes of her newest knight—she will allow for no less than complete and utter recognition and reward for what has been done here this day—and says in a voice implacable with determination-love-possessiveness: "Yes, I am, but only because of the unmatched bravery and service you have shown me here today, my dearest brave knight."
Miss Nia-Marriash Lahazhr—Dame Nia-Marriash Lahazhr from this moment on—stares at her in utter hope-awe. Her eyes shine like scalding-hot coals. "Your Majesty," she rasps out, tears trickling down her cheeks, even as Amileen envelops her in darkness and power and mine-all-mine.
Amileen, for her part, glares a deadly rage as the crowd parts and the would-be assassin is dragged to the fore and shoved into kneeling onto the hard obsidian paving.
"You dared to harm my knight", she says, a snarl ripping through her every word. Reluctantly, she rises, cradling Nia-Marriash into a standing position alongside her, drawing a cape of shadow and blood and bone out from the aether to mantle her nascent knight from shoulder to ankle. "You dared to touch what is mine." Her next words emerge layered in a legion of cruel, wrathful voices. "You dared to go against your Empress."
The assassin only snarls, sharp teeth bared in full, and snaps, "Better a dead Empress than a false one!"
Amileen's rage rises into a height untold. Her tail, sharp scythe-end sheathed within the meat of her ankle—she's had no reason to have it out in the open until now—lashes into sight as all glistening lethality and gouges out a deep red-black scar across the wretch's eyes.
At once, she shrieks, hideously and miserably, hands flying to clutch at her ruined eyes, for the ability intrinsic to all Wrath demons that allows for them to take pain and turn it into further strength is all of nothing in the face of Amileen's desire for the wretch to suffer.
But this? This is nothing. This is no punishment at all. For even Unmaking this wretch into oblivion will not suffice. No, she shall suffer for as long as Amileen wills it.
Oh, but she will suffer forever.
For Her Imperial Wrath, Empress Amileen ran Zahashenie, will allow for nothing else.
Her eyes, alive with an inferno of unrelenting rage, fall upon her newest and youngest knight. Her grip tightens just shy of bruising.
Mine.
#elenscaie answers#elenscaie's original work ideas#ask game#title tales#elenscaie writes#my writing#mine#amileen ahsiyaan#nia-marriash lahazhr#amileen ahsiyaan & nia-marriash lahazhr
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Relatos para la Luna
Monstruos, by Lexy
Desde que somos pequeños nos describen a los monstruos como criaturas de aspecto horrible, seres gigantes con garras y dientes afilados, quizá con grandes cuernos y de aspecto atemorizante, son los seres que nos persiguen en nuestras peores pesadillas, con los que nos asustan para que nos portemos bien y por los que buscamos consuelo en los brazos de nuestros padres, pero a medida que vamos creciendo y dejando a atrás la inocencia de nuestra infancia nos damos cuenta de que en realidad los monstruos no son estos seres fantasiosos que nos persiguen en sueños sino que convivimos con ellos día a día, lucen igual a nosotros, en vez de grandes garras y dientes afilados tiene palabras que cortan en los más profundo de nuestro ser que sin necesidad de dejar una marca física nos dejan heridas casi incurables, con sus gritos, insultos, señalando los defectos de los que más conscientes somos, dejando de tras de sí un rastro de inseguridad, sueños rotos, lágrimas y dolor, creando miedos que nos acompañaran para siempre, haciéndonos sentir insuficientes, como fracasos, como si no fuéramos dignos de amor o atención, una pedida de tiempo. Creando culpa, con sus lágrimas falsas y palabras vacías, asegurando que nos aman, que se preocupan, que nos cuidan y asegurando que no vemos lo que hacen por nosotros poniéndose a ellos mismos como los heridos.
Los monstruos en son reales, se ven como nosotros, hablan como nosotros, actúan como nosotros, viven con nosotros y a muchos de ellos los llamamos mamá y papá.
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Tales for the Moon
Monsters. By Lexy
Since we were kids monsters has been described to us like horrible looking creatures, creatures with large claws and sharp theet maybe with big horns, scary looking creatures, these are the beings we run from in our worst nightmares, They are the ones with whom we are scared to behave well and for which we seek comfort in the arms of our parents, but as we grow and left behind the innocence of our childhood we realice that monsters aren't those fantástic beings of we run from in our dreams, but we live with there day to day, they look exactly like us, instead of big claws and sharp theet's they have words to cut in the deep of our souls whiouth need to left scars they left us almost incurable wounds with their yells and abusive words pointing out the flawles of which we are most aware, leaving behind of there a trace of insecurity, broken dreams, pain, weeping and tears. Creating fears who live with us forever making us feel insufficient like failures, as if we were not worthy of love and attention, just a waste of time, but also making us feel guilty with their fake tears empty words, making us belive that they love us, their care about us, they take care us, and that we dont see all the thing they do for us, tying us for that feeling of guilt putting them as the víctims.
The monsters are real, they look like us, talk like us, act like us, live with us and a many of them we call Mom and Dad.
#literature#literatura#escrituras#solo escribo#cosas que escribo#relatos#title tales#writing#writerscommunity#writes#my thougts
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the girl from the other side ✨ this series gave me hope a million times but simultaneously shattered my heart into the same amount of pieces </3 (flower symbolism under cut)
sticker sheet for anime north 🍀🥧🖤🤍
SPOILERS AHEAD
forget me not - obvious reference to the Black Children and how they eventually forget who they are as they near the end of their "life cycle".
white clover (in coffin) - white clovers typically symbolize innocence.
4 leaf clover - like I wrote in a previous post on my Witch Hat Atelier seasons piece, the 4 leaf clover symbolizes luck and good fortune. Like Coco, Shiva to her loved ones is a symbol of fortune, though to the Inside Kingdom, a symbol of misfortune.
sunflower - typically symbolize strength and warmth, a fitting flower for Shiva, the light illuminating Teacher's dark past.
nasturtium - another flower symbolizing strength, and has strong ties to the "victory" after battle. apparently soldiers used to don them as a sign of a long battle won. fun fact they are also edible (don't take my post for nutritional advice please) (ill probably write a bit more on this topic when my head is more clear)
#the girl from the other side#totsukuni no shoujo#nagabe#my art#oh how i love dark fairy tales...........#had a lot of fun with the dark gothic/horror aesthetics.. i shrimply want to draw more self indulgent things moving forward#but now my arm needs rest augh#probably no one will buy this but it's ok ill keep all copies for myself!#EDIT: I WONT FORGIVE TUMBLR MOBILE FOR ASSUMING THE TITLE OF THIS POST WAS 'SPOILERS AHEAD' WTF..
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hijacking
#splatoon#splatoon 3#inkling oc#octoling oc#splatoon oc#inkling#octoling#octoball#fanart#the tale of me not wanting to change nickname so my number doesn't change#so i just play him like this#the title used to be wibbly-wobbly octoling#slza#spritz#oko#octarians
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#I dont know when I grew tired of writing titles for my somber tales#poetry#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#literature#prose#writers on tumblr#original writing#spilled emotions#spilled words#spilled poetry#spilled writing#writerscreed#poeticstories#bitsofstarglow
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BLOOD WARNING??
I guess...
Lazy doodle today cause tomorrow I'm going back to college :[
Consider this also a lore piece of some sort.
Featuring :
Moon by @1choclo
Slash by @itsxroxannex
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winter + art
#no title but its by henry boughton#i cant find artist or title#winter sleigh ride by martha cahoon#evening skaters by trisha r omance#no title but its by julius von klever#no title but its by sergery ossuik#soon the new year by sergey sviridov#unknown artist#no title no artist#no artist + no title#promenade on a winter day by francois gailliard#bergkapelle in winter by ernst ferdinand oehme#cold winter day by linda jacobus#winter by paul gustav fischer#christmas night by viktor mikhailovich lukyanov#a winter's tale by tatiana yumashnova#the night train by abraham neumann#the north star by sydney laurence#young couple in winter by unknown#between friends by alan maley#no title but by gerald harvey jones#no title but its by richard savoie#no title by anastasiya okhrimemnko#by the quiet hearth by maximilian schaefer#the nutcracker by scott gustafson#no title but by frederik hendrik kaemmer#christmas eve story by johansen viggo#no title by toth gabor#no title by george sheridan knowles#a mansion in the winter by stanislav zhukovsky
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“The missus and I get three wishes, right? And we’re thinking of what to do with the wishes, and I’m starved, and I says, ‘Y’know, I wish we had some sausages.’ And boom, sausages on the table.
“And the wife goes off on me for wasting a wish, and she says, ‘I wish those sausages were stuck to the end of your nose,’ like that’s a thing people say, and they’ve been here ever since. Could use the last wish to get them off, but seems a bit of a waste, really. Besides, we found out that if we cut off the sausages, new sausages grow back right away, so now we run a little cart where we sell sausages in a bun, and when we need more I just snip them off my face.
“If I’m honest, it does introduce questions I don’t know we’re prepared to answer. Where does all this meat come from? Are the sausages made of me? And if they are, does this count as cannibalism? Do I lose flesh every time I make more sausages, and if I do, will there be a day when I make more sausages than I have flesh to give?
“On the other hand, we still have one more wish and the sausage cart is getting good money, so all in all I think we’re in the black. Ketchup or mustard?”
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A Two Year Universal Cure -- Circle: Shijo Tril x Tril -- Artist: Mayama Mirai -- Scanner: Tales of the Sea -- Translator: Shin Knocks -- Language: English -- Pages: 13
Zosan, Post-Time Skip, Comedy, Short, SFW.
MyReadingManga original link! Posted August 10th, 2014.
Otaku Republic Link! In a collection of several other stories from Mayama Mirai (including 0 Centimeters!) Released 04/22/2011.
#title: a two year universal cure#circle: shijo tril x tril#artist: mayama mirai#scanner: tales of the sea#translator: shin knocks#language: english#zosan doujinshi#one piece doujinshi#roanoa zoro x sanji#zosan#a two year universal cure masterpost#masterpost
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Hi Ellory!
Damn i missed FSF but on a Thursday, either way for Title Tales - Well, I won't let you tempt them, they are mine to protect.
Hi Nate!
Potter family genfic, Dorea Potter & James Potter & Female Severus Snape.
Lady Dorea Potter has always been considered "exceptionally overprotective". Now that her only living son is Twinned with a scrawny, neglected Slytherin witch, everyone will learn precisely how violent she intends to be in her protection of her new daughter.
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For Title Tales? ❤️
Nothing Is More Expensive Than Forgiveness
Cygnus Black/Druella Rosier Black
Cygnus never wanted to marry her. He's made that more than clear, beaten it into her skin as insistently as a drummer beats a military tattoo.
People say she should leave him, but how can she, when that would mean leaving her precious girls?
The five of them are a family, and for the girls' sake, Druella knows she has to keep it that way. No matter what.
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Would you consider "plucking an angel's wings (with ichor-stained hands)" for Title Tales?
When Neriel, freshly cast out of Heaven for the crime of daring to argue in the defense of demons rather than agreeing that they are all deserving of death and destruction, crashes onto Earth, the last thing he expects is to wind up on a farm of all places. He expects even less to come face-to-face with a mortal girl, all bright blonde hair, freckles like stars scattered across the cosmos, and blisteringly blue eyes staring utter curiosity-awe-concern back at him as he struggles to right himself out of a ditch, wings spasming between corporeal and not, golden ichor drip-drip-dripping down fallen-angel feathers.
And the hand she offers to him?
Neriel expects that least of all.
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We've seen a lot of Danny is Damian's twin or older brother but I haven't seen many Danny is Damian's younger brother.
Dick Jason Tim Cass
I see this going two ways:
Danny gets whisked away from the league. Probably because Ra's was going to have Damian kill him as a test of loyalty but Talia or one of his nurses was having none of that. He ends up in Illinois, becomes a ghost, bla bla bla. They meet again when Sam drags Danny to a gala in Gotham with her and Damian is like "Danyal!?". Danny is utterly confused because he was too young to remember Damian or the league. Cue Damian going into overprotective 'I'm never letting you out of sight again' mode. The giw doesn't stand a chance once he finds out about them. The batfam is absolutely shocked because no one knew their youngest could be that protective of another person (Damian is 16 in this while Danny is still 14 btw). Him and Jazz are about to duke it out for custody or at least for the position as the most reliable sibling. Danny meanwhile is still processing that he has an assassin older brother. Neat.
Danny reincarnates. He retains his ghost powers somewhat which makes him special in the eyes of Ra's. This means he gets a separate training regimen. Damian sees his younger brother winning all of his grandfather's attention and promptly proceeds to pretend like he doesn't exist when he leaves for Wayne Manor. Out of jealousy and all that. Until one of the batbros is needling him about something or another and he lets it slip. The batfam is instantly like "we gotta rescue him" which Damian is not happy about. The entire rescue mission, he's complaining about how pointless this all is and how Danny is probably living like a king until they break into his room. Danny's room is bare except for a bed and when he sees Damian, he runs to him crying "you came back for me!". It turns out that Danny's training was much crueler to truly bring out the fullest force of his powers (no better trainer than survival and all that). Danny thinks his older brother came to save him and gets attached quickly. Damian refuses to admit how much the guilt is eating him up on the inside. (In this one Damian is 12 and Danny is 10)
#dp x dc#winter's tales#i really like scenario two personally#i might have a slight addiction to angst fics#but who doesn't#the first scenario though#it has a lot of hijinks and shenanigans potential#i especially like to think that jazz and damian wouldn't form a younger sibling defense brigade together or anything#but instead be constantly fighting over best sibling title#danny tries the 'i love you both as my older siblings' approach but it's not working#a victor must be crowned#younger brother danny
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symphonia cast's initial crestoria cards + favorite titles*
#tales of symphonia#lloyd irving#colette brunel#genis sage#mithos yggdrasill#zelos wilder#kratos aurion#tales of series#gfx#mine#*mithos subsitutes presea bc i hate her crestoria counterpart and i used his card name. genis doesnt have good titles to work w so i subbed#his card name#whatever this was supposed to be a gift but it went a different direction
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