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From Whom You No Longer Love Like Before by ZviX
Fandoms: 鸣潮 | Wuthering Waves (Video Game)
06 Feb 2026
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How cruel it was, she thought, that a single conversation could unravel her so easily. That a single glance, a single word — her name on Augusta’s tongue — could stir everything she’d buried. She should have been immune by now. She told herself she was.
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i'll circle you through eternity by natusexpress
Fandoms: 鸣潮 | Wuthering Waves (Video Game)
29 Sep 2025
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Iuno doesn’t need Augusta’s attention. She’s very happy lying to herself so she doesn’t have to deal with the crushing dread of facing the fact that Augusta doesn’t remember her at all.
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In the aftermath of their battle against the false deity, Iuno's famous last words to Rover were, "You really shouldn't underestimate my charm."
Forget her charms, what is she supposed to do when she can't even find the nerves to approach her most precious person?
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30 Sep 2025
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I CANT WITH THEM I REALLY CANT IUNO AAAAA
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PROMISE VI: “IF YOU EVER HAVE A BOYFRIEND, YOU MUST BRING HIM TO MEET DADDY RIGHT AWAY.”
kay never had a boyfriend, but she did have an ema.Bookmarked by cloudedgelord
20 May 2025
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faraskye is so precious to me... and kay's vulnerability here and her bond to her father is gently written i cant stop crying
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Yukiko suggests, “How about lemon flavour?”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Chie says. “Kanji said we should make something simple; let’s choose something simpler.”
Yukiko stares dejectedly at the display of lemons. They’re so yellow, and so enticing.
“I love lemon-flavoured desserts,” she says wistfully.
The Investigation Team plans to celebrate Nanako's birthday. Chie and Yukiko attempt to bake her a cake.
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07 May 2025
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god this ship is so important to me and this is written perfectly
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“I have been stabbed,” Franziska says with no preamble, sitting down at the tiny melamine table as matter-of-factly as if this had been a casual visit for tea on a Sunday.
“Yeah,” says Maya. “I noticed that.”
Maya feels the cogs in her brain freewheeling with nothing to catch onto, her head still half in the dream, because for all she knows she’s still dreaming. How else does it make sense that Franziska is even here, right now?
It’s one hell of a coincidence, put it that way.
Franziska just eyes her from across the kitchen with that razor-edge gaze, and raises a perfectly manicured eyebrow.
“Not that I’m not… happy to see you.” Actually, that’s probably an understatement, “But, uh, shouldn’t you be in a hospital?”Maya Fey has an oddly prophetic dream.
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30 Apr 2025
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franmaya in my head and they will never leave GOD this is so good