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In his faith, in his clan, there were several important customs when it came to putting the dead to rest:
1. Their custom was to burn the body and place the decorated urns in the Naka Shrine vaults, to be kept safe from worldly harm.
2. Sasuke had to plant a seed in the earth for each fallen member of his family so that they could give back to the earth what the land granted to them when still alive.
3. Flickering flames that held their shape for weeks on end were placed on the Naka River itself. To remind the clan, they may be dragons of fire, but they still came from the sea.
10/9/2022
IM HOPING TO HAVE REVISIONS DONE BY MID NOVEMBERSeries
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Thinking on being Cressida Cowper, beautiful and vain.
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- Part 2 of A Study in Deception/Truth
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Kakashi nearly gasped out loud when he entered Sasuke's bedroom.
Sasuke was standing with his arms folded across his chest, back to the large bed behind him, facing Kakashi. The red of his Sharingan was glowing in the dimmed lighting of the room, a pulsing heat that looked like it would burn Kakashi if he got too close. Kakashi knew intimately how the Sharingan looked when activated. Obito's eyes lingered in a very darkened corner, around every turn in this house. The dojutsu was an angry, bloody type of red that most would liken to blood. It was a legend made real, and it had burned through their world's history with its gaze. Kakashi had never seen a Sharingan that looked like glass shards before, glittering a dozen different shades of red, speckled with black.
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A study of Eloise, a mix between poetry and prose.
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- Part 1 of A Study in Deception/Truth
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A part of her still thinks this is a mistake. That she'll go to Hogwarts and try to do magic, and she'll fail, and everyone will know she's a fraud. Except, she still remembers the feeling of finding her wand in Ollivander's shop just a month ago. Her wand was made of pear wood and silver lime, one of the few wands that had a combination of wood in Ollivander's shop. The wandmaker had told her that his own grandfather had made it. It was 16 inches exactly with a core of unicorn hair. It would work for her and no one else.
The first time she held it, the world went awash with blue and white. Flowing like music lyrics in the little dusty shop, she remembered the wrinkled palm of her grandmother holder her hand as they crossed the road; the taste of a chocolate ice cream and waffle cone at the shop near the new house her parents had bought in England; the smell of sunlight and soft grass underneath her bare feet.
Aasal had felt her magic in her bones then. In the blood that flowed in her veins, in the marrow of her bones, in the breath in her lungs, she had felt it. She remembers that feeling and holds on to it with nothing but her hands and teeth.
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Ever since spending his rut with Charles, Max's jealousy has been going haywire. It doesn't help that their relationship is more strained than ever. Winning his first championship and seeing his omega congratulating his biggest rival instead of him is the final straw.
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- Part 4 of bare your teeth verse (abo)
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16 Jun 2026
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Max’s job fired him, his rent has been upped, he’s about a cough away from being homeless and desperate for any job willing to hire.
Who cares if the circumstances are odd and strange things keep happening, at least the boss is hot.
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Mafia Restaurant fic where Max gets a new job, sometimes shit goes down and Charles isn’t particularly happy about it.Series
- Part 1 of Rcch Verse
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- 126,632
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16 Jun 2026
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“Hey,” he says, hoping to catch Pierre’s attention. His best friend only hums. “I’m moving to Red Bull next season.”
Pierre only snorts. “No the fuck you’re not.”
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The Max retirement and Charles WDC fic I never stop thinking about.
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- 26,825
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- 5/5
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15 Jun 2026
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The stranger from the stairwell stops beside a bank of linen cabinets and folds his arms loosely across his chest.
No, not a stairwell stranger, Dennis reminds himself. His attending.
He opens his mouth. “Dr. Robby—”
“You are a fourth-year medical student on rotation in my department,” Dr. Robby cuts off, “and what happened in the stairwell this morning does not change that.”
Dennis swallows.Dennis Whitaker didn't need fate to tell him he was meant to be a doctor. He just really wasn't expecting his new attending on his very last rotation of medical school to say the words inked around his bicep.
Or, a slow burn soulmate-identifying marks AU.
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- English
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- 105,059
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- 14/?
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14 Jun 2026
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Charles is extremely allergic to bees. Max is constantly being traumatised.
5 times Charles gets stung and goes into anaphylaxis, and 1 time he doesn't.
(Plus, six key moments in their relationship).
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13 Jun 2026