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we eat well in summer by dog_fish
Fandom Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children
19 Dec 2024
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26 Apr 2026
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Some truth down in my bones by asterisq for starstriker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
05 Sep 2021
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TRSB 2021 collaboration with starstriker, for their excellent art!!
Celebrimbor returns from the Halls of Mandos at long last, and Finrod talks him through the difficulties of return and his lingering regret. With appearances by Galadriel and Celebrimbor's mother, as well.
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23 Apr 2026
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Scott kisses him.
The reasoning for the kiss had made sense in his head. Scott just kissed Jimmy’s boyfriend. Which was shitty, and sucked, and he shouldn’t have done it. But surely Jimmy couldn’t feel jealous if Scott kissed him too. Surely he couldn't be mad. Surely he would understand that really it was nothing personal, and that he hopes they both live wonderful happy lives far away from him.
These are lies. But that’s ok. It’s what he wants Jimmy to believe.
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In which Jimmy and Scott used to be friends, Jimmy and Tango are together, and when Scott meets Tango, drunk in the kitchen at a New Year’s Eve party, he is a lot nicer than he expected.
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18 Apr 2026
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18 Apr 2026
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He’d been naive.
Stupid, foolish, and naive.
Too kind, too nice, too forgiving, too trusting— Too loving. And all he has to show for on this bridge, a divide between two kingdoms, is lily petals.
Pure white, as innocent as snow, yet stained with dried blood, a side-effect of his own magic growing too potent inside of his body. They show his heart’s desire in the shaky palm of his hand, and with it, proof that he’ll never get what he wants. That he isn’t loved back, that it’s unrequited, that instead he’d die a lonely, excruciating death soon. That all he’s worth is his temporary crown, the lies he’s been told, the distrust he’s been given, and the flowers that once blossomed underneath his feet, and now bloom inside his lungs.
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Or, Scott Goldsmith was once a half-elf mage by the name of Scott Springwell
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18 Apr 2026