Rengalia's Literatures
A loud sound, not unlike that of a gunshot, rings in Yi Sang's ears. His grip on Noburu's shoulders loosens from the sound, and his body is taken aback ever so slightly. Blood spills from many areas of its body as it tries to regain itself. Was there still a point to all this…?
Konstantin has a breakdown over how broken down he's become, and it's really one person's fault. Though, it's not his.
I sent this to my friends after the new Zhongli Story Quest for them to know that my brain is crying I am emotionally not okay and I'm having a lot of feelings for them. This is more of me screaming my thoughts rather than having an actual fic tbh.
" Ezra's sword never felt heavy in her hands, but right now was different. The familiar red flesh mixing in with the face of a man she pitied more than herself was enough to make her, the Scarlet Phantom, waver. "
Two soft idiots being busy dads to five children and I still am mad at Gide for killing those kids. Once again, unbeta'd
Two idiots are really in love and wonder why they're in the mafia. Unbeata'd and very self indulgent!
Small mistakes lead to big problems, and Dora has one of those days where it's particularly bad.
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I was doing a take home exam and I took a break so have this non-beta'd self-indulgent fic ay!
William Blake was a man who was truly meant to be alone, it seems.
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I had a thought and I wrote this before sleeping at what 4am? Based off that one Blake poem because I couldnt get it out of my head
After the destruction of Altissia, it just seems to be one tragedy after another.