Jillagain
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He finds her humming (badly) and kicking her feet among the dozens of dolphin koi living their fountain lives. Her black hair has been let loose, cascading down her back like a river of spilled ink. Were he one of the poet's mom was enthralled with, he might make a sonnet or haiku...but that’s dumb.
And she’s dumb.
He thinks she notices him cause at one point, she stops humming and doesn’t start up again.
“What are you doing out here?”
Mai shrugs, as if it was a complete answer to his query.
“Well?”
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Mai considers marriage and exactly what that entails.
**Edited as of September 4th to add reasons why Mai should marry Zuko.
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Lysithea can't forget the ghosts of her siblings locked down in the basement. As she fights for a future she remembers the past.
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Distractions by Jillagain
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
22 Sep 2019
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Drabbles/collection of oneshots for Byleth/Felix at various points of their relationship. Sometimes includes kids.
Chapter 1: Felix returns to his wife and daughter asleep in bed.
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The Great Bridge by Jillagain
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
07 Sep 2019
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Felix never wanted to be the Shield of Faerghus. But acting as the Professor's shield...that is another thing entirely.
A rewrite of the cutscene before The Blue Lions take the Great Bridge of Myrrdin.
Mid-to-late game spoilers for the Blue Lions route
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After Maelle is forced out and Verso sets the soul of the Canvas free, Lune is left alone at the portal waiting for her certain death.
However, there’s one last Dessendre that wants to make changes, not to the Canvas, but beyond.
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Lune gets sent to the real world outside the Canvas to save Verso from the fire.
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24 Jan 2026
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Verso Dessendre was unlike any other man.
Lune knew that the moment he threw the disembodied arm of her dearest friend at her and said, “I’m sorry.” The knowledge was reaffirmed when she found him to be everything in between traitor and redeemer and then some. A prodigal son and a faulty copy, everything everyone clung to as he kept falling apart, while baring his teeth in every fight.
No one, not even Verso, would know if he was his own person, after all was said and done.
But there was a time.
Years after the canvas was saved, Lune looks back at what it meant—and what it cost—to love Verso.Series
- Part 1 of Verso x Lune
Bookmarked by Jillagain
16 Jan 2026
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Le Bonheur et Les Épreuves (Joy and Hardship) by mango_jelly
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
14 Feb 2026
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In the aftermath, they all try to piece together their shattered world. It's more difficult than they expect, but Lune's never been one to shy away from a challenge. Even when that challenge comes from herself.
What becomes of an Expeditioner, when the Expedition ends?
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- Part 2 of Notre Avenir (Our Future)
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27 Dec 2025
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When the expedition ends, Lune is left with too much knowledge, too little meaning. Verso is somewhere on the continent, convinced he has no place in the world he fought to unmake.
She goes to him seeking clarity, but what they find are the truths they ran from, the weight of their choices, and a shared question neither knows how to solve: what comes next when the thing you’ve built your life around ends?
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22 Dec 2025
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But before she understood what was happening, the world tilted sideways and the cavern lights blurred into streaks. For one impossible moment she was weightless – suspended above the ground.
Lune hit the liquid stomach brine with a force that drove the air from her lungs in a single violent burst. The substance closed around her instantly; warm, viscous, thick enough that it clung to her limbs as she sank. The texture was like cooking oil mixed with mucus, like something half-alive trying to pull her deeper.
The brine forced itself against her mouth, seeped into the corners of her eyes, clawed into the grooves where pictos had overextended and bled.
She twisted, arms flailing for anything solid. Her legs scraped against slick muscle and found no traction. The water dragged at her clothing, at her hair, at her limbs, pulling her down and a hand collided with her back.
Then an arm wrapped around her ribs.
A chest pressed against her shoulder.
“Got you,” Verso’s voice, low and steady, came out of the darkness, distorted by the wet echo of their surroundings. His grip was firm, anchoring her as the two of them were jostled by the slow, rhythmic contractions of the bourgeon’s stomach.Series
- Part 2 of Painters Writers and Musicians
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15 Nov 2025