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You're Mine, Till The End Of Time
I'll Give You My Life (From Now Till Forever) Prequel Fic
Callum wanted to marry her, he was sure of it. He’d known from the moment he’d kissed her again at The Starscraper. Known it after every brush with death, every time her smile lit up the dark corners of his heart. And now, with both of their 18th birthdays behind them and the war dragging on, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the time was right. The battle against Aaravos had shown no signs of stopping, even though the archmage was somehow weakened. Callum didn’t understand it—it didn’t add up. But he wasn’t about to question their good fortune.
They had elves, Archdragons, and other allies at their side—a formidable force in their own right. Aaravos, for all his power, seemed to rely more on his followers than on his own strength. The thought of waiting any longer, of letting another moment slip by, weighed on him. As much as he tried to be optimistic and hopeful, this war had taught him that nothing was guaranteed. In a world where they had to fight to see the next sunrise, he didn’t want to risk another day without taking this step.
He couldn’t bear the thought of looking back and regretting not seizing the moment, not telling Rayla how much she meant to him, not making her his forever.
Though this would prove easier said than done.
Callum had long decided that her parents’ opinions didn’t matter when it came to this. He was going to marry Rayla whether they approved or not. But, for her sake, he wanted to at least try to get Lain and Tiadrin’s blessing. Runaan, however, was another story. Callum had no intention of telling him until after the fact.
He decided to start with Ethari. He found him among several other Sunfire elves in the forges, hammering out weapons and armor. The forge was hot, and the air thick with the smell of burning metal. Callum caught Ethari’s eye and motioned for him to come over. Even if their conversation was drowned out by the pounding of anvils and the hissing of steam, he wanted a bit of privacy.
Ethari approached with a welcoming smile. “What can I do for you, lad?”
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I’m literally watching these characters grow up/ old.Shun is fucking 32 now. I wasn’t expecting to feel such a strong connection to these characters or this story when I started umibe no etranger ( I thought it was gonna be a short yaoi to pass the time ) The time line in this is going by too fast I wasn’t prepared for it.
UNRAVEL ME | Nyx x Reader «part i»
@nyxulricweek | day 1: GALAHDAN WAY | tattoos & braids RATING: SFW | WORDS: 1,738 SUMMARY: A prequel to Wayward Children but can be read as a standalone. Nyx finally brings you to the annual Galahdan festival that the glaives mysteriously refer to as the “Burning.” Being the good friend that she is, Crowe offers to dress you up for the festival, purposefully (though she’ll never admit it) digging up new and complicated feelings you and Nyx have long harbored for each other. NOTES: Part II scheduled for day 4.
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“Now that you’re your own woman,” Crowe starts with a waggle of her eyebrows. “Think you can sneak away for the festival this year?”
You grin at your friend from across the table, ready to commit yourself to whatever debauchery she has planned when Nyx sidles onto the adjacent stool with two fistfuls of beers for the table. Downing your lukewarm beer, you reach out for a fresh one only for it to be snatched away by an unapologetic Tredd.
“Crowe,” Nyx intones disapprovingly despite the lopsided grin on his face. “She just turned eighteen.”
“You know what that means,” Tredd says salaciously as he jokingly, or perhaps not so jokingly, gives you the full look over — you could never tell with the redhead. He wore his conquests like a badge of honor, reporting into headquarters more often than not with a trail of love bites down his throat, and weirdly enough, once, on his cheek. (Libertus still hasn’t let him live down the night-of-the-living-vacuum-cleaner as he dubbed it, but Tredd effectively shut him down with a smug, “At least Tredd gets some.”) “Once eighteen, you’re fair ga—”
“Finish it, Furia. I dare you.”
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Why didn’t I notice Fumi had a crush on her?
Fumi 5 years later ( He’s 13 now :D ) I thought he was Shun at first
