baby, i’m gonna see the new world with nothing but the love you gave me

espurrx:

i’m going to be complete honest with you ok i don’t actually ship this (but i hope you enjoy it anyway UwU)

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light of my life, hope of my heart

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Lightning/Hope

Summary:

She has never believed in destiny, or fate, or any of that nonsense. Things happen as they will, regardless of what the stars may have to say about it, but she believes that broken people are drawn to other broken people, and that’s exactly what Lightning Farron and Hope Estheim are: the woman who’d forcibly extinguished her own light, and the boy who’d lost all hope.

Lightning and Hope’s relationship throughout Final Fantasy XIII, plus a bit at the end of Lightning Returns.

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in the darkness all cats are grey

it’s an extended version now!! this went into a portfolio for a creative writing programme (which I was accepted for) ^o^

From the top of the world, you can see everything there is from the horizon to the sky, from the east to the west, and it’s breathtaking to experience everything from such a different perspective. But it’s funny how distance makes everything seem small. High-rise buildings melt virtually indistinguishably into the smaller ones, and roads seem to all lead to each other rather than actually going anywhere. You can’t make out anybody’s face — is that an old man, or a young girl standing over the flowers? Everyone looks the same from here — and in that moment you are acutely aware of where you rank in the scale of the universe, and for the first time you know what it feels like to be insignificant.

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espurrx:

memories of happier days (2139 words) by Merrom

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Lightning & Serah

Summary: 

“I’ll always be here for you,” she says, but Claire sees the bags under her eyes, the unhealthy pallor to her skin, her trembling arms which seem so much skinnier than before, and Claire wonders for the first time if her mother may be lying.

A fic about Claire Farron growing up and eventually becoming Lightning. Lightning-centric.

notepad from don’t hug me i’m scared!! forgive for shitty phone cam
green is not a creative colour

notepad from don’t hug me i’m scared!! forgive for shitty phone cam

green is not a creative colour

espurrx:

just a very quick shad/ashei drabble I did with no title :’D

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espurrx:

does anybody even still read ferriswheelshipping

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c’est la vie!

espurrx:

Here’s a preview of my upcoming Pokemon fanfic!

Summary: Every young Trainer has only one dream: To be the very best, like no one ever was! …Not Serena, though.

Rating: T for language

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in the darkness all cats are grey

the beating of your heart is, by this point, nothing more than what you use to mark the passage of time. because now, what do seconds and hours matter? you count your heartbeats as they march on and on, like the footsteps of schrödinger’s cat, on and on and on. anticipation pervades the silence in between, like the answers to unasked questions echoing in the confines of your skull, growing louder and louder as the cat breaks into a run — but how many more steps will the cat take? velvet paws patter up paper staircases, across gossamer bridges, and you cry. you cry for the words you said, and the things you did, and then for the words you never said and the things you didn’t do. you cry for everything, and you cry for nothing, and then you cry just for the sake of crying until at last you’re just lying down, shaking slightly, as the cat slows to a trot, then it curls up beside you when it can’t handle even that.

me:oh hey look if i just add three more words this fic will be 1000 words long
me:let's just add some adjectives here and there
me:"dying corpse"
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me:wait a minute