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Commission: Ganymede and the triple H alliance: Chapter 2.4: No one loves good girls even good girls themselves

Have you ever woken up and realized that you are not happy?

Have you ever woken up and realized , that nothing you have wanted, that nothing you have done, has been significant in the end?

This is what she had felt. She was not happy.

She had not been happy with her life.

She had been the daughter of a normal family. Even if it could be argued about.

They told her what they expected from her.

She went to school.

She tried to get a good degree.

T...

Commission:Ganymede and the triple H alliance: Chapter 2.3: The Conversation that is War

Ares fell.

Not descended. Not dropped. Fell akin to icarus.

The air around him screamed. It burned, ignited by the speed of his passage, his armor glowing white-hot as something invisible compressed and caught fire, trailing behind him like a comet's tail. The sound came after, a thunderclap so massive it was less noise than pressure, a force that flattened everything below in an expanding cone. Corpses simply ceased to exist in his path, not scattered but erased, turned to red mi...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: Chapter 16: Layers upon Layers and why C-rank missions never go right

Shusei took another drink, his eyes never leaving mine. “You caught the slip, huh?”

“That’s true,” I said, keeping my voice level, “but it wouldn’t have made anything ring in my mind if it wasn’t for everything else.”

And that was the truth, wasn’t it? The casual mention of spying on me could have been a figure of speech, could have been exaggeration, could have been nothing. It could have even meant that he had used one of the others Uzumaki but combined with ...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning Chapter 15: Cleansing

The water hit my skin, and for a moment, that was all there was.

Not thought, no memory, just sensation. The temperature hovered somewhere between warm and hot, the kind of heat that made muscles unclench.

 It fell in a steady stream, not pounding, not aggressive, just consistent. 

The sound filled the small bathroom of the inn, a white noise that drowned out everything else, the creak of old wood, the distant murmur of voices from other rooms, the phantom echoes o...

GNOSIS :YAL I

Once upon a time, in a kingdom of ice and sin, there lived a boy who loved too much, and for this he would be judged.

The cold came first.

Not the kind that nips at fingers and makes breath visible, but the kind that exists in fairy tales, in warnings, in stories told to children so they understand what happens to those who transgress. The cold that seeps into bones and crystallizes blood, the cold that makes the world a tomb of white and silence, the cold that speaks of punishmen...

commission: Ganymede and the triple H alliance chapter 2-2

He found her dancing under moonlight.

She danced alone, beautifully, madly, with no propriety whatsoever, dancing and laughing altogether, the world her partner, the night sky above stretching infinite and attentive. The moon shone brighter than it had any right to, its pale luminescence intensifying with each pirouette, each graceful extension of limb, as though the celestial body itself strained forward to better observe. The stars seemingly smiled and converged above her, their usual...

commission: Ganymede and the triple H alliance chapter 2-1

The wine tent reeked of sweat, leather, and the particular brand of arrogance that came from men who'd survived three campaigns and thought themselves invincible because of it.

A vagrant moved wearing the face of something that could charitably be called human, stumbled through the entrance like a drunk who'd confused his tavern with a latrine. His "clothes" consisted of ragged clothing that looked like it had been stolen from a corpse, or perhaps several corpses stitched together by so...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: Chapter 14: A fun family murder trip

The journey from Konoha to the border of Fire Country takes a full day if you're traveling by conventional means.

Which is to say, if you're content with the plodding pace of merchants and their pack animals, the leisurely drift of civilians who've never known urgency, the sort of tempo that assumes tomorrow will come and the day after that and all the days stretching into infinity.

The road stretched ahead, winding through the dense forests that made up the heart of Fire Country,...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: Chapter 13: The art that curses and twist the world

"Exactly. Because of our seals."

Shusei's words hung in the air, heavy with implications I was still processing, still trying to fit into the framework of what I knew, what I'd learned, what made sense.

Outside, I felt more than heard the device begin to hover, rising smoothly off the ground with a hum that vibrated through the floor beneath my feet. Through the windows, I could see the others begin to depart, moving with that effortless shinobi speed that made things look l...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: Chapter 12: tutorial in how to become Switzerland in magical ninja land

"There are no chances I'm going in that thing."

Shusei turned to look at me, his expression caught somewhere between amusement and genuine offense, like I'd just insulted his cooking or questioned his taste in music.

"Common, it doesn't look that bad, right?"

He turned in the direction of the others, his gaze sweeping across Toga, Akira, Shirogane, and Yoru, clearly searching for support, for backup, for someone to tell me I was being ridiculous and that his creation was per...

A true dragon: mouse traps

“Good morning, Mister Pirate."

Jacob's voice cut through the silence of the chamber like a blade through silk, deliberate and unhurried. He sat upon what could only be described as a throne, though perhaps that was too generous a word for it. The chair was massive, carved from dark wood that had weathered countless storms, its armrests adorned with brass fittings that had tarnished to a greenish patina. The high back rose behind him like the mast of a ship, decorated with crude carvin...

A true dragon: Men and the sea

I lay on my back in a fishing boat that had no business still being able to float.

The thing was small, rough boards, tar in the seams, the smell of old nets baked into the wood. A real fisherman’s boat, not a prince’s skiff, not a lord’s galley, and it drifted the way a lazy thought drifted, without oars, without sail, without urgency.

I watched clouds.

Big, fat ones, the kind that looked like a sheep who’d eaten too much. One of them had a shape like a dragon, whic...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: chapter 11: scarlet

This chapter was originally 8000 words but i don’t think you would have like 8000 thousands of mostly thought and mental nerd rants. If y’all want me to post later the original chapter, tel me. Also, sorry for the absence. Posting at least 5 chapters in a hour should be enough of an apology, right?

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Blood

Even from afar, they could not be mistaken, not with the color ...

Gnosis: chapter 7: Above

The hallway stretched wrong.

I stood outside the classroom, my hand still on the doorframe, fingers pressing into painted wood because if I let go the floor might tilt, and I was not ready for the floor to tilt, not yet, not when I still needed to walk.

My head felt like someone had filled it with static, white noise turned physical, a pressure that pushed outward from the inside, trying to crack my skull like an egg. Each heartbeat sent a pulse of pain radiating from somewhere be...

Gnosis: chapter 6: the reason Why Sisiphus was a bitch

I groaned, exhaustion and pain braiding together into one ugly sound that scraped up my throat like gravel.

It was not the kind of groan you made because you were bored, or annoyed, or dramatically inconvenienced, it was the kind that happened when your body tried to move and your brain punished you for it, a warning siren that lived behind your eyes.

My head hurt as if a hammer was hammering inside, not one clean hit but a rhythm, a relentless percussion that made every thought f...

Gnosis: chapter 5: the graveyard

I didn't know why I was walking, why I was wearing a black suit, where I was going, where I even was. It just felt like the way things had to be.

The fabric of the suit was stiff against my skin, unfamiliar, constraining. The collar pressed against my throat like a hand, not quite choking but present, insistent, a reminder of something I couldn't name. The sleeves were too long, covering my hands to the knuckles, and when I looked down at myself, at the severe black that seemed to absor...

A true dragon: the color of fire and blood.

This is half of the chapter I wanted to write with the other part being Jacob’s POV but I am like really tired so sorry but you’ll have to do with that.

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The wine tasted like ash.

Viserys stared at the cup in his hand, watching the dark red liquid slosh against the sides as his hand trembled. Dornish red, his favorite, but it might as well have been vinegar for all the ...

GNOSIS: chapter 4: Pietà

"How was school today?"

I was face down on the couch in the living room when Mamie asked, my cheek pressed against the worn velvet upholstery that smelled faintly of lavender and old wood and home. I answered with a groan that came from somewhere deep in my chest, a sound that was more feeling than word.

"Mmph."

I heard her soft laugh, the kind that was gentle and knowing, the sound of someone who'd raised children and grandchildren and understood the entire vocabular...

Should true dragon continue?

Almost forgot to ask but like the title say

An Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: chapter 10: the Genin’s experience

This must be hell.

I let myself fall into the grass, every muscle in my body screaming in protest. The ground was cool against my back, damp from the morning dew that hadn't quite burned off yet, and for a moment I just lay there, staring up at the sky through the leaves of the training ground's trees. My lungs burned. My arms felt like jelly. There was a particularly nasty bruise forming on my ribs where aunt Fumiko's kick had landed, the kind that would turn spectacular shades of purp...

A true dragon(Silmarillion/House of the dragon/fire and blood): chapter 3: Seafood

It seems even if I may be wrong that you really like this story so kinda as a sorry (doing check up is exhausting non gonna lie) due to not posting as much as I should, here is mostly self indulgent chapter I wrote in two hours. Hope y’all like it.

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The sea was peaceful.

Jacob sat in the small fishing boat, barely more than a dinghy really, his legs crossed, his hands resting...

I won’t be able to post an Uchiha’s grimoire chapter tonight

What the title says. I am more tired than I thought I would be. Sorry

GNOSIS :chapter 3: The Stranger

I could have been told that my parents died in a ditch somewhere, that Grand Theft Auto 6, the game, had finally been released, and none of this would help with the fact that it was a Monday, a school Monday, which meant a Monday that sucked even more than a regular shitty Monday.

The school I went to was a private one that could be reached from my grandparents' house in a ten minute car drive. Less if the driver, usually Claude, the man Grandpa and Mamie had hired years ago to help aro...

Commission: a true dragon (Silmarillion/House of the Dragon/Fire and blood): chapter 2: the Prince who was never promised

In the throne room, no one moved for a long moment. They stood or knelt or crouched where the roar had driven them, staring at the broken window, at the empty sky beyond.

Princess Rhaenyra was the first to find her voice. It came out as a whisper, barely audible, but in the profound silence that followed the dragon's departure, everyone heard it.

"What do we do, father?"

King Viserys I Targaryen, called the Peaceful, called the Conciliator, turned from the window to look...

The uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: interlude I: the sin known as hesitation

"Tell me Arashi, why are you hesitating?"

The question hung in the air of the dimly lit office, heavy and accusatory despite the elder's measured tone. Arashi didn't turn from the window where he stood, watching the compound below. From this height, he could see the training grounds where young Uchiha practiced their fire jutsu, the residential quarters where families gathered for evening meals, the memorial stone where names of the fallen were etched into black granite. All of it, ever...

Commission: Ganymede and the triple H alliance (four self inserts wake up in Hades, Hephaestus, Hera and Ganymede and decide that things need to change ASAP): Ganymede I

I died on a Tuesday.

Or maybe it was a Wednesday, I honestly can't remember anymore. The details got fuzzy somewhere between the truck that definitely didn't see me and the absolute certainty that I was about to become a very messy statistic. What I do remember is the thought that flashed through my mind in that final second, not "I don't want to die" or "I have so much left to do," but rather, "Well, this is embarrassingly cliché."

Truck-kun strikes again. The patron saint of is...

Commission: A true dragon (Silmarillion/House of the Dragon Oc/self-insert): chapter 1

The city stank of fish and shit and humanity pressed too close together.

Jacob pulled his hood lower over his face as he moved through the teeming streets of King's Landing, his leather boots, too fine, too well-made, need to scuff them more, navigating the refuse and filth that clogged the cobblestones. Around him, the great unwashed mass of the Targaryen jewel flowed like a river of desperation: fishwives hawking their wares, cutpurses eyeing marks, gold cloaks swaggering with th...

GNOSIS chapter 2: Not Atlas

In the end, Grandpa and I found ourselves on a bench.

I leaned against it, the cold metal biting through my hoodie, through my shirt, straight into my spine. The discomfort felt right somehow. Grounding. Real. Something to focus on that wasn't the burning in my lungs or the lead weight of my limbs or the way my heart was still hammering from a walk that shouldn't have been that hard.

It was early. Probably almost but not quite 6 AM, and it showed with how the city of Montreal ...

Original story: GNOSIS: Chapter 1: An enthusiastic walk

A voice.

"You need to wake up!"

Panicked.

"You must wake up!"

Raw, worried and familiar.

"Artemis, wake up!"

My eyes opened. The world was soup at first, everything blurred together like someone had smeared Vaseline across my vision. Shapes moved in the darkness. A voice kept saying my name, deep and familiar, with that thick Québécois accent that turned every "r" into something rolled and guttural.

The blur resolved slowly. A face. Angular jaw....

NSFW, warning again, NSFW, SMUT. One of my friend that write erotica had kinda coached me in writing it because in her words, no matter the advices, if I don’t try, there is no point so here is a rewritten chapter of infernal comedy. This chapter is to help me write smut in a female POV. There is another she’s making me work on to write in male POV. Anyway, i hope y’all like it and if not, constructive criticism is dearly welcomed. Now, I am going to ask the nurse if it’s possible to bath in holy water

I closed the door behind me, leaving an unconscious Issei and a fitfully sleeping Asia behind. The little blonde had exhausted herself crying, her small fists clutching at my sleeve even as sleep finally claimed her.

I had to take away the head of Miki Hyoudou. That was the only mercy I could promise her right now.

The weight in my hands was obscene, not heavy, but wrong in a way that made my skin crawl. Even though I'd fought countless times, made Riser and Kagutsuchi bleed with ...