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The Poor(not) unfortunate soul of an artist by Narukuhida
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game), Twisted-Wonderland: The Animation (Anime)
19 Jun 2026
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Great. Just Great. After finishing the entrance exam for the academy I wanted to transfer just before my second year, I somehow got reincarnated into another world without warning. Am I sane or going insane? because there is NO WAY im eating THAT. AND HOW DO YOU EVEN PERFORM CPR UNDERWATER?!!
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A mix blooded Japanese-Filipino College student finds himself in a game he once played (He doesnt know yet) while possessing a type of merfolk race.
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HOLY SH*T I HAVE A LONG @SS TAIL!!
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- Part 1 of The Poor Unfortunate Artist Gallery
Bookmarked by Lachesis (Shen_yuling)
25 Jul 2026
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For Your Happiness, One Last Time by Iphigenia_Vale for writingerror
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Yuu and the Power of Magic
25 Jun 2026
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No one spoke of the woman who gave birth to me.
Not a whisper. Not a sound.
Mortals lived fleeting lives, the fae would say, with little to accomplish in their dull and fragile years. That was what the crueler ones believed. The ones who knew nothing.
My mother was mortal. Somehow, impossibly, she had fallen in love with my father: a dragon fae, a prince, and one day, a king. They called her a world traveler, a woman who had brought unfamiliar magic and peculiar traditions into our twisted world.
My father, barely two centuries old and far too rash for his own good, loved her with the kind of devotion that refused to understand endings.
Years after he graduated from Night Raven College, I was born.
The birth was too much for my mother’s mortal body to bear. She lived for only four years after that.
I do not remember her face.
But sometimes, when the world grows quiet, I feel warmth where there should be none. I hear a melody too soft to name, like a lullaby carried across time.
And I wonder if that is all that remains of her.
Or if it is the beginning of something she left behind.
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑚𝑦 𝑗𝑜𝑦, 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑎.
Bookmarked by Lachesis (Shen_yuling)
11 Jun 2026