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Anyone know any good timetravel au tomione fics like unsphere the stars?

The king of 6 different kingdoms is married to her and he finds the same poison that was used in an attempted assassination in her wardrobe. In the beginning, she wanted to 'woo' him and make him marry her and then kill him so she could have the kingdom but she falls in love and forgot about the poisons existence
          
          AND NOW- after he finds the poison, he questions her, deems her guilty and asks her to leave by nightfall.
          
          AND SHE GOES AND KISSES HIS EX-BSF AFTER THIS-
          This is the line:-
          
          "And as I sit there, staring at Leandros, I’m overcome with a sudden
          urge.
          The urge to hurt Kallias.
          He made me feel for him and then sent me away. Tossed me aside as
          has happened to me once before.
          How dare he?
          So I lean forward and kiss Leandros" 
          BITCH WTF SMH SM RNNNNN-

Hey I see you are into Harry Potter? I’m writing a fanfic about Draco if you want to check it out. It would mean the world to me!

you've been shot in the chest
          
          drowning in a puddle 
          
          of your own blood
          
          numb
          
          in pain
          
          devastated
          
          but the shooter
          
          wasnt even aiming for you
          
          and sometimes you wish
          
          that he had been
          
          cause that would mean
          
          you were someone to him
          
          
          
          
          
          
          - By @ElizaWinters09

"There is nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." 
          -Hemingway

Imagine a bomb chained to your wrist.
          It’s been there most of your life, a noise akin to a heart monitor
          sounding day and night. A countdown. A countdown, by the way, that you
          can’t see. Look at your bomb, hold it up like a watch. All that’ll stare back at
          you is a blinking red light and that barking beep to accompany it. They are
          reminders that this bomb will go off. You just don’t know when.
          That’s what waiting to die is like.
          A bomb sifts through your veins by the name of illness.
          You cannot unhinge it. You cannot destroy it. You cannot run from it.
          Time, Disease, and Death are rueful mechanics that way. They enjoy
          crafting nooses out of fear, and they love playing games. Shadows their
          dresses, they curve over your shoulders with eerie fingers coaxing you into the
          dark, taking your body, your mind, and anything they please with it.
          Time, Disease, and Death are the greatest thieves in the world.
          Or they were.
          Then we came along
          
          
          
          
          -I Fell in Love with Hope