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He knew he had to do this. Not for his lady and not the Paris. But for himself. And so he set on decorating the rooftop in which he had once been rejected. But this was not a romantic gesture it was a farewell. He finished setting the roof, did a once over, set up the boombox to his staff, and called his lady to meet him once again.
Now he had to wait.Ok this is weirdly set up because it is in fact my first time posting on this website, and this was alast minute decision. But i could not keep this to myself. It's short and sweet, maybe angsty but im not sure. Please give it a chance even though this last minute summary was created. Hopefully the inside is better. Im going to edit this once i see how its formatted.
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“Ya know, Katniss and I. We’ve been luckier than most. I wouldn’t have any regrets at all…” and he pauses. “I-if it weren’t…if it weren’t for…” he shakes his head.
“If it weren’t for… what what?” Caesar prompts.
“If it weren’t for the baby.”
And nothing could have prepared her for that.
The only reason Katniss regrets that night from four months ago is because of everything that came after. The pain she caused him, when he realized it wasn’t real, just like everything else about their relationship. The way he pretended she didn’t exist, for months after the second victory tour. But specifically this part, where she’s being forced back into a death arena while four months pregnant. It would make her inevitable death so much easier to accept if that night had never happened.
Peeta isn’t supposed to know. So why is he telling Caesar, and all of Panem, on national television?
OR: the fic where Everlark aren’t together yet, Katniss is pregnant during the Quarter Quell, Peeta isn’t supposed to know but then figures it out, Peeta never gets taken by the Capital and hijacked, and they try to live their “happily ever after”.
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10 Apr 2023
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The Room of Requirement furnished itself for maximum comfort and privacy. It was a cozy cavern lined with dark, ancient wood and deep crimson rugs. A fireplace, impossibly large, crackled cheerily, and the air smelled of pipe tobacco and old parchment—Eddie’s favorite things.
And there he was.
Eddie Munson, wearing a worn, patched Hufflepuff cloak that had likely seen better days (and definitely better spells).
or the Hogwarts au in which Steve and Eddie have a secret relationship and Eddie is tired of it.
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- Part 15 of fictober 2025
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16 Oct 2025
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no thing defines a man like love that makes him soft by cherryrainxoxo
Fandoms: Fairy Tail
16 Oct 2025
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lovesick: longing for, marked by, or expressive of a desire for romantic love.
Natsu experiences the wide-range of emotions associated with being lovesick. Turns out, it's pretty similar to motion sickness, except with a lot more yearning for stable ground.
inspired by Noah Kahan's strawberry wine.
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07 Oct 2025
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When a mysterious heart-shaped chocolate appears at breakfast, Harry and Draco find themselves in the middle of a magical mishap that has the whole school watching — and wildly speculating.
Between startled professors, horrified friends, and suspiciously swoony Hufflepuffs, the boys can’t seem to stop kissing long enough to explain.
It's probably a potion.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
It’s just a love potion...
right?Bookmarked by Tehehe__muah
19 Jun 2025
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Eddie squints into the bright sunlight flooding the kitchen. He’s eating a bowl of lucky charms that taste like chemicals and fake sugar and he’s not even sure he’s going to make it to the end of the first mouthful. The texture is grainy and artificially chewy and Eddie is sure he used to like these.
Steve, the guy in Eddie’s house, sits himself opposite with neat little piles of scrambled eggs and cut fruit on his plate. He looks at Eddie, gets up again, pulls the blind just far enough that Eddie’s eyes are shaded, and then comes back to his breakfast.
“Can I get you anything?”
“You can get the fuck out of my house,” Eddie replies. But there’s no bite. No meaning. No energy. No anything behind the words. He’s so fucking tired and so done with it all.
Steve carries on like Eddie hasn’t spoken, and eats his breakfast.
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04 Jun 2025