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Lance has played Alliance since he began playing World of Warcraft over ten years ago. PvP is his forte, with his stealthy 'little' Worgen rogue. He loves going in a wreaking havoc for all the ugly Orcs and Trolls and Goblins. Okay, the Blood Elves are pretty, but that's about it. With Pidge's Dwarf hunter, and Hunk's space-goat holy-tank, they have grown to make a name for themselves, on more than one server.
Keith has been playing WoW for, oh, maybe a year or so now. It's a good stress relief, just like Shiro had always said it was. He's gotten pretty decent with all of the different races and classes, but his favorite is easily his Orc warrior. There's just something about bashing in a Gnome's skill with a giant club that is so... satisfying. He's nothing special in the game, and he knows it. He doesn't raid, doesn't PvP. But the occasional walk up RP is usually fun. So that's why it's pretty irritating when some stupid rogue starts following him around, trying to take him out. It's a struggle, punctuated with curse words and a little button mashing, but somehow he survives it. Now if only his older brother would come back over to Horde for a little while so they could play together again.
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“Look. It was not a prank. You called the Divine Relief Office. They sent me to grant you a wish.” He sounds so certain. So firm. Almost exasperated. But Keith doesn’t believe him. Not one bit. He’s not going to be made fun of like this.
“You’re literally a student at the Garrison,” Keith says flatly. “You’re just a guy. Just a cadet. You’re literally in a college dorm with a suitcase.”
Lance’s nose scrunches, upper lip curling. He lifts his chin slightly. “I’m a student now, but I’m not just some guy. I’m a God of Happiness. More powerful than you could ever imagine. I have the power to mold and shape the world around me. I’m only here, pretending to be human, because you made a wish. And I’m granting it.” He holds his arms wide, shit-eating grin curling mockingly, and Keith feels the dread curling in his gut. “Congratulations. I’m now required to be your boyfriend forever.”
Keith accidentally calls the Divine Relief Office and is granted one wish. Lance is sent to grant the wish. But Keith thinks it’s a prank. He mockingly wishes for Lance to be his boyfriend and the wish gets granted. Surprising everyone. Now Lance is stuck on Earth, pretending to be human, and Keith is stuck with Lance.
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A Marriage of Opportunity and Acquaintance by Wind-Up Vrtra (Oguchi)
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XIV
25 Dec 2023
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Emmanellain excitedly prepares to embark on a business partnership with Sicard and his Bloody Executioners. What he doesn't realize until it's too late is that his family assumes that this newly-formed partnership will be of a much more intimate nature.
(Emmanellain/Sicard Fake Dating AU, Tataru's Grand Endeavor)
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04 May 2025
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He hated how this grand palace with all its luxuries didn’t feel like a home. His own family barely even felt like one. From the eccentricities of his grandfather, to the disdain of his father. He hated it all, and wanted out.
This is my Zenos AU, where he defects at a young age, escaping to Eorzea and being raised alongside my main/canon WoL Diamanda Dorne. Who would have thought being raised in a supportive family and not constantly being treated like a monster could fix him?
Diamanda is a midlander Hyur, half Thanalan native/half Ala Mhigan. She starts off as a Thaumaturge, turns into a Reaper sometime during Stormblood. Zenos will always be a weeb, and is a Samurai in this iteration of him.Updates will be slow/sporadic.
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01 May 2025
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Never thought I'd look forward to reading a Zeno's fic.
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22 Mar 2025
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‘When you’re ready to retire for the evening, you’ll be sure to find your personal Bard eagerly waiting to give you a— private performance.’
His Bard? Sanson’s? A ‘private performance’? What did all of this actually mean? What had he actually asked for? What had he actually agreed to?!
‘Unless you wanted some entertainment a little sooner, let's say—we’ll meet at your place, at the sixth evening bell?’
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After a very suggestive, yet somewhat 'up-to-interpretation' confession, Guydelot has invited himself to Sanson's home at the sixth evening bell.
They quickly discover that they both know what they truly want.Series
- Part 2 of The Moonlight Series
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22 Mar 2025