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Greetings from inside
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jan 13
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The blade always finds its mark the way you wrote it. But today, I choose where it points.
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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑 ni nidhiwritez
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Meet Thakur Rudra Pratap Singh, a 35-year-old man who heads the powerful Mandawa Thakur family, known for their historical dominance. Despite being immensely wealthy and influential, his heart is hardened due to internal family conflicts, turning him into a stoic figure. He made a solemn vow to his mother to prioritize the family above all else, even sacrificing the prospect of marriage to dedicate himself entirely to their success. However, his devotion to his family becomes his burden as they become the source of his inner turmoil. His tough exterior makes him unapproachable, instilling fear in those who dare to interact with him. Yet, fate intervenes and introduces someone unexpected into his life. Enter Paridhi, a 22-year-old girl from an upper-middle-class family. She exudes sweetness and innocence, though she tends to keep to herself, opening up only to those close to her. Her life seems on track, especially as she nears the fulfillment of her dream: marrying the love of her life. However, when circumstances force her to compromise and accept her family's wishes, she reluctantly complies. But what happens when their significant age difference becomes a factor? Will they be able to bridge the gap and accept each other despite the odds stacked against them? This is a tale of shattered trust, broken by those closest to them. Amidst such turmoil, will they find understanding and acceptance in each other's arms? Do not copy.
The Claws of the Past (unstable smp)|Flamebu ni 0haikaveh0
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the fight with the law is finish... both him and Flame have defeated the 1000 players LettuceK brought and at some point Wemmbu have enjoyed fighting alongside FlameFrags. but the fight also have cause a toll in his mental and physical well being... As he look at the aftermath of the battle, he can feel it. he heared a potion breaking behind him... Really. He knew Flame will not stop until he gave him a rematch...but something told him. In his gut. his psyche. in his subconsciousness that he have to rest. that he need to take a breather. he have been seeing flashes he doesn't recognize and Wemmbu knew his mind didn't like it. pushing it down harder. But the control of that unknown part he didn't want to acknowledge is starting to crack and it is only a matter of time for that control to shatter. and something in him tell him that he wouldn't like it one bit. or what if Wemmbu's memories of some distant past started to surface and come crawling and opening wounds that causes his mind to lock those in the surface. author's note: this is only a fanfic and isn't a cannon event, though bits and pieces are. the ship on this story is FlameFrags x Wemmbu. this is my shipping only and isn't true on the actual lore of the Unstable smp. i hope all of you like it. This story was initially supposed to be posted in 'Archive of our own' but since i don't have an account there. i opted to post it here. ps: there are little story in here that is FlameFrags x Wemmbu centic so i made my own. Also! I update every 5 to 7 days and upload 2 chapters.
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Book 1 GHOST Complete Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.
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تحتُّ الركام أصواتٌ انقطع أنينها ودقاتٌ توقف نبضها فرحةً لم تكتمل وأحلامٌ أجهضت قبل المخاض تحتُ الركام قصصٌ لم تكتب لها النهاية وحكاياتٌ رحل من كان يرويها ألعابٌ لطخت بدماء الأطفال تحتُ الركام أسماءٌ تساقطت من السجلّ المدني مثل تساقط الأوراق من الأشجار فأصبحت في سماء النسيان تحتٌ الركام وجوهٌ تغيرت ملامحها فأنكرها الزمان والمكان فشيعت أجسادهم لمقابرٍ في الجنان تحت الركام ارتجف الأطفال خوفًا فغادروا الحياة ولم يجدوا الأمان وصايا خُطت بحبرٍ من الخذلان وأمنياتٌ غادرت عالم الخيال تحت الركام حيث يشهد الظلم والقهر