4 Works by cursed_ships
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The Undercity, a poverish underworld where its inhabitants suffer. The air quality tainted by chemicals and water undrinkable. The people are looked down upon by the people of Piltover. Turning their noses up to the sick and dying as they reap the rewards of their underpaid labors.
The people, the Zuanites, nothing but tools in their eyes. And all of the people want change. Some hope for a peace that will never truly exist, while others hope for a future of betterment for the people. And others, want to fight back. They will all do anything to be seen as equal to the elites of Topside. The question remains: How far will they go to get it?
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A story that follows Viktor, a boy adopted by the future Crime Lord of the Undercity, Silco. -
The Winds that Shakes the Bard by cursed_ships
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
26 Apr 2021
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The noble family Jaskier was raised with always felt odd to him. He never fit in nor did he truly love his parents as all the other kids had. He loved music and his dreams far more as they tugged at his soul in a way his mother could never compare to. Dreams filled with music and the great vast sky would fill him with contentment until he began his own adventure.
It has been years since Jaskier had to ponder on the life of Julien Alfred Pankratz but when his, no not his, Witcher decides they shall no longer travel together. He is questioning his heritage once more.
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Robin Buckley had the displeasure of being in AP Biology with the one and only Steve "The Hair" Harrington. And get this, Tammy Thompson and her love sick eyes following his every move. Everyday she wants to cut off a piece of his precious hair.
That changes when they are partnered for a simple assignment and she realizes settings about Steve Harrington.
(Nothing graphic happens everything is only mentioned!! Idk how to say it in tags)
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In a small town like Indiana, there wasn't much for a young gay man like Steve to do. The town had more churches than grocery stores and to everyone, being gay was an abomination. So, at the tender age of sixteen, he snuck into bars and flirted his way into mens beds.
The first time he did it, an old lesbian woman with tattoos covering hrr neck looked at him with something akin to pity. However, she looked the other way when he left the bar with a man old enough to be his father.
Every once in a while, someone would figure out he was underage. And they warned him of these camps. Camps where they tried to change you in the name of God. He laughed it off.
Those things, those camps. You only ever hear about them online. The chances of him, a now seventeen year old boy well on his way to college with a scholarship, could never imagine happening to him.
Never.