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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    It’s all so… real. Mundane.

    And he has come to adore that so very very much.

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    04 Dec 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 3

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    In the aftermath of the final battle, Oscar turns to Zolf for comfort.

    Oscar Wilde is not fine. But he will be.

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    02 Dec 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    It's hard to feel like the fight is over when the fear of what you lost -- of what you could lose -- is still so fresh.

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    23 Nov 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    Long ago he learnt to cast without song, to use witticisms and oration to bring forth his ideas. He is so comfortable with that technique that he senses it becoming his norm now, in this world lacking in fear and battle. And that would be fine, he thinks, were he not half convinced it would mean he never sings again.

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    Oscar's journey back to the joy of song and singing through the medium of amateur dramatics and adorable children.

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    02 Nov 2021

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    Prompt: “Shivering long after everyone else has stopped.” After ending up fighting a battle submerged in a frozen lake, the Mighty Nein strip off in their camp to dry out and warm up. All but one. Content warning: this fic deals quite a lot with scars, if that’s not your cup of tea, maybe avoid.

    Teaser: “I’m going to stop you freezing to death, you idiot,” he said simply, hand still extended. Caleb still didn’t move. “Trust me,” Molly murmured, his words only for the darkness and the wizard staring up at him, the firelight glinting on his pale eyes making them look strangely opaque and ghostly. “I should think I’d proved myself quite adept at keeping you alive after all this time.”

    Caleb stared at him for another long, thundering heartbeat, then he let a soft laugh huff past his lips. He reached up and grabbed Molly’s forearm, letting him pull him to his feet.

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    27 Oct 2021