I have a very awkward question. why do all of your female characters have huge boobs?
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Just wanted to congratulate and thank you, i just realized that you are basically holding the "female protagonist" and " insert" tags combination supplied on questionable questing on your own and its absolutely epic, keep up building your legend.
Marvel's back with First Steps, but why does Galactus's face look like a low-budget video game cutscene? Weak CGI kills the vibe.
Whenever you write something, I have to avoid it because your writing is peak but your constant abandonment breaks my heart when the story clicks with me
was it you who had a rias si as a teacher in Hogwarts? I'm trying to find it again for the Mahoraga fight scene that happenedMiyako you have too many stories with not many chapters. Please focus on progressing the one you like and add a hiatus on the title you will not update.
Why don't you make a snippet thread? Not trying to sound accusing, but you pretty frequently start a short story that could fit into a snippet thread. Then you could avoid being pestered about this or that story, since it's just a snippet thread. And when you truly intend to focus on a story and/or finish it, you could just pull it out of the snippet thread and post it as usual.
I meant to say that I ship Khutulun with Ghazan and re-suggest a Tang Sai'er SI, but it'd be insensitive after your previous post.
Another went down, there is definitely something wrong with Boeing.
They said that 787 was indestructible but this incident, makes me wonder if this is another MCAS-like incidentNeed to hear more about baby naruto and kushina!
I was in Hell and the Devil was breastfeeding!
I am the Awakened One among the unawakened,
The Most Victorious among common folk,
The Foremost among humans and deities alike.
Between heaven and earth,I alone am the Honored One.
Loki sneers down at Tony, scepter raised, monologuing about gods and ants, a sonic boom splits the sky...
CRASH!
Captain Marvel slams him into the pavement like a meteor. She smirks, floating above, "Sorry, Reindeer Games, it's time to let go!"
Tony blinks. "I like her."
Interactive CYOA
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Who is the laughing blue baby in your signature? I reckon probably someone from Hindu mythology, but I don't know enough to hazard a guess.
Hullo, not sure if this is the right place but I was wondering where I can find your stories on AO3, I have been unable to find them as I recall you once mentioned that you were continuing a few stories on there?
They fell where no funeral pyres could be built.
No sacred rivers to receive their ashes.
Only foreign earth claiming their bodies.
The mountain's name, their only monument.
Hindu-Kush. Death written into geography.
Question, do you you have a place where i can support your writing? Like patreon?
Really taken by the Kaiserin novel, so have some visuals for the SMS Prussia
do you take fic request?
Question will you update your Musashi ship story?
Mourn Them, for They Were Brave
Nineteen flames, extinguished too soon—
daughters of an ancient creed, undone.
Their courage lives in the soil, the stars,
a fire that time nor hate can erase.
Mourn them, but let their light guide us.
秋风起兮洛城荒，
旧日宫阙尽苍茫。
江山如画终成梦，
铁马金戈化尘扬。
汉家烟雨几时休？
千古兴亡一水流。
英雄泪洒长安道，
孤雁哀鸣过九州。
The air hangs heavy, thick with the scent of smoke and the ghosts of screams.
The Golden Horn, stained crimson, reflects a sky bruised with twilight.
Hagia Sophia, once a beacon of Christendom, now echoes with the call to prayer.
A hollow sound, a mournful dirge for a city lost.
The walls, scarred and broken, stand as silent witnesses to the carnage.
For centuries they held, a bulwark against the tide of invaders.
Now, they crumble, weeping stone tears for the fallen.
The dust of heroes mingles with the dust of the conquered.
I remember the processions, the emperors in their purple robes, the chanting of the priests.
The vibrant markets, bursting with life, the clash of languages, the scent of spices.
Now, only silence reigns.
A silence broken only by the wind whistling through shattered windows and empty streets.
The libraries, once filled with the wisdom of ages, now smolder.
Scrolls and codices, consumed by flames, their knowledge lost forever.
The light of learning extinguished, plunging the city into darkness.
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