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my ever after / is holding you by LovesickPrince
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Evolution SMP
27 Apr 2022
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Grian has been many things.
A servant of a respected noble family. A survivor, with bruises on his skin and hidden wings tied down to his back. A rebel, sneaking away for a night of wonder in the heart of the kingdom - and a curiosity, gawked at by all as the King himself swept him into his arms and spent hours by his side.
When Scar spent days tracking Grian down and helping him escape the cruel grasp of the Watchers, Grian thought his life couldn’t surprise him anymore. Pledging his life to serve Scar was all he could do to thank his King.
Of course, being the personal servant of the King comes with its' own risks - and now Grian could add ‘hostage’ to his list of titles.
Or; someone decides kidnapping King Scar’s beloved servant was a good idea. It really wasn’t.
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31 Jul 2025
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Albedo has no clue how many hours pass by as he sketches. His imagination runs wild, making the pose he's drawing differ significantly from the hastily chosen reference material, but it's close enough - it's still bright, it's still loud, still laughing. An image of the golden flower tilting his head up to the sun, a sweet beam on his face as his braid of woven sunlight swishes in the air behind his back.
Albedo pauses, before sketching a golden sunflower behind his ear. It spirals, until lithe buttercups thread themselves through the long plait, and the boy's expression turns into one of surprised delight as a golden butterfly perches on his nose...
Oh gods.
Albedo has literally just drawn this very real and existing man into some sort of Disney prince.
This might be the most inanely embarrassing thing he has ever done.
in which PhD student Albedo is a closet famous Instagram artist, and he falls head over heels for a golden flower who shines brighter than the sun.
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Bookmarked by Isle_Ash
09 May 2025
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“We should get you to a doctor-”
“No, no- no need, I’ll be fine, seriously-“
“Are- are you sure? You’re really hurt-“
Aether lifts his hand to where blood from his nose is running into his mouth. He leans back his head, brain spinning with the sudden movement, pressing his fingers on his nose bridge until he can breathe through the blood clotting it again.
Or.
Aether is no hero. Accused of a murder he didn't commit, forced to flee the nation and live a life he doesn't know how to lead on his own. A hero rises to the challenge and fights for the greater good to the bitter end.
Aether’s exhausted. He doesn’t want to fight even if he thinks he could.
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04 May 2025
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You really thought you had a handle on this, is the thing. Weird, persistent headaches are routine just as much as swinging your dagger at Sadnesses had become. That is to say - it happens maybe not all the time but a few times a week and only sometimes for several days straight.
It didn’t bother you, not really.
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Or, Siffrin has chronic migraines. His friends eventually catch onto that fact.
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07 Apr 2025
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It's weird, being so used to pain and dying and slicing your own neck that the absence of pain and dying and slicing your own neck feel like... a loss. Like part of your routine has been abruptly taken from you and you don't know what to do with your time anymore.
You make do.
Bookmarked by Isle_Ash
07 Apr 2025