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Snippet of Chapter 30: Choice

Excerpt from chapter 30 of Maple Cookies and Leather Bound Books. Out now! Read here

He sat on the ledge over looking Velaris. He sat on the mountain high above the house of wind. The training ring below him. He’d taken more of his anger out there after sending a message off to Mor. He hoped she would show, but regardless, he had no idea what he was going to do about Eris. Feyre had tried reaching him, but he’d been blocking her out. He needed time to think. Azriel knew she likely wanted to talk to him about Rhysand and what had happened. He appreciated her friendship, but he needed space to think. And all he could think of now was Eris.

His mate.

He was still trying to wrap his mind around it. They were mates. He had a mate. His mate was male. He was Eris. The words he’d whispered to Eris just the night before came back to him. How he wouldn’t care, that he’d love and cherish his mate no matter what. He had meant it. He still wanted to. Azriel wanted to love and cherish Eris. But when the moment came, he’d fucked it up. He’d let his anger and hurt take over his tongue.

If Eris took him back, where would they go from there? Did any of it matter if Eris wasn’t with him? Could Eris forgive him? Could he forgive Eris?

“Azriel?”

He turned to greet Morrigan. She walked up to where he sat. His note hadn’t said much, but it was clear she knew this was no ordinary conversation. 

“Mor,” Azriel looked back over the city. She sat next to him and waited. He could feel the worry coming off her. “Tell me, what happened between you and Eris. The truth. I… I need to hear it.”

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Am I Too Late chapter two snippet

Excerpt from jayvik fanfic "Am I Too Late?" on ao3

The door to the lab opened with a loud bang. He turned to tell Jayce to be more gentle. Sometimes when he was excited he forgot his own strength. But who he saw was not Jayce.

It was Jayce, but his hair was long and hanging in his eyes. He had a thick, messy beard. His clothes were dirty and torn. A crude splint on one leg. One you’d use in a survival situation, not with a hospital near by. He carried a large hammer that looked grown from the ground itself. There were stress lines in his face and his shoulders spoke of a tiredness that Viktor had known too well. He'd just never expected to see it on Jayce. What had happened to him?

"Jayce?" He whispered. It may not have been his Jayce, but he was still Jayce. And Viktor couldn't help how he felt around Jayce. When their eyes met, Viktor could practically feel the hunger coming from them. He leaned against the desk for support against their intensity.

"Viktor." This new Jayce spoke low and deep, like his voice hadn’t been used recently, and Viktor felt it in his bones. Jayce prowled towards him like an animal stalking it's prey. Viktor felt no fear, just anticipation. He'd never feared Jayce, just his feelings for him.

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Lil modern au sketch🥹

they're so beautiful 😭🖤

Yet another modern au scribble!

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I am Kareman Dohan، From besieged Gaza

I record this message in the 21st century, specifically in the year 2025, fully aware and in sound mind. I hereby testify, confess, and declare that a criminal entity—ruled by violent gangs—has revived the horrors of Nazism, and has even surpassed them. For over 600 days, it has committed one of the greatest atrocities of our modern age, in a place called Gaza. They murdered our children before our men, our women before our youth. They destroyed homes, displaced families, and starved the innocent. And this brutal campaign has not stopped—not even as I speak these words. The world today counts more than 8.2 billion people, Yet not a single force has been able to stop the bloodshed, or protect the defenseless.

I call upon every free soul, every conscience still alive, Spread this message far and wide.

Speak up. Act.

Support my people. Support my family.

Let your silence not be another weapon used against us.

Silence is complicity.

Solidarity is a duty.

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Someone pls give me a fic where Viktor has been using every trick in the book to tell jayce he likes him and jayce is just an oblivious idiot abt it and mistakes all the signs for friendly gestures PLEASE

I need it to end with Viktor literally grabbing him and being like I LIKE YOU YOU FUCKING IDIOT and skfjrjdisjdjkd