Sarcasm as A Defense Mechanism
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This Is the Road To Ruin So Just Smile by demonzander
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
19 Jul 2021
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Claude needs Dimitri to help him end this war. If Dimitri needs something in return then fair is fair.
If their agreement lacks something, well--there are ways to fix that.
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No matter what, the living room seemed smaller with every passing second, the weight of unspoken thoughts and words pressing down harder than the snow piling up.
“It’s freezing in here,” Gyuvin mutters, shivering from the couch. His voice quiet but still tense enough to make the conversation unbearable.
Matthew crossed his arms over his chest, looking at Gyuvin from the floor. “Yeah, we have bigger problems right now though.” He puts his head on his knees, completely closing himself in.
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After a scandal threatens Lena Luthor’s public image, her PR team demands a solution: fake a stable bond with a powerful Alpha.
Kara Zorel never wanted to play corporate games. But with the Board breathing down her neck—and a strategic merger hanging in the balance—she agrees to the contract. Out of spite. Out of boredom. Out of curiosity about the Omega who looks at her like a threat.
It’s supposed to be a business arrangement.
It’s supposed to be fake.But between public appearances, private tensions, and instincts they can't suppress, the lines start to blur—until pretending isn’t enough.
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A PR stunt, a corporate deal, and a fake relationship that stopped feeling fake somewhere along the way.
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Enid didn’t ask to host an exchange student — especially not one who wears black like it’s a second skin, judges her mac and cheese, and speaks five languages (mostly to insult her more efficiently). But when a leak floods Wednesday’s room and forces them into even closer quarters, things start to shift.
Now they're sharing a space, trading insults, and accidentally building a weird little life together.
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Elara Florent was never built for survival. She was built for soft things: imported silk, coffee that could revive even the most tired of souls, and heels.
So naturally, she wakes up very much alone in the middle of a forest, stilettos stubbornly on, and makeup wiped away by the oppressive humidity. No phone, no cash, no explanation. Just trees, dirt, and the slow, horrifying realization that she had landed in a fictional world she once watched.
Fabulous.
With no chakra and zero survival instincts, Elara does the only logical thing: she march straight into Konoha and declare herself a prophet of “The Lord of Light” here to guide the Child of Prophecy. She steals the act from the Red Priestess to make it convincing, minus the human sacrifices, plus an iron grip on appearances, and spins truths about the future, just enough to keep her, and the course of events safe. Mysterious, eccentric, and unflinchingly poised. Exactly the kind of woman a war-hardened village doesn’t quite know what to do with.
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For the millionth time, he tried to decipher the enigma that was Diluc Ragnvindr; the man whom he knew best, the man who knew him best, and yet the one man he could not understand. A long time ago, the end of his gaze reached unobstructed into the naked fire of his heart. It thrilled him to know that when he looked, he was allowed to see. See all of him to the marrow of his bones and the haphazard pile of his innocent dreams. Somewhere along the way, those fiery eyes as red as the Vision Kaeya used to carry with him wherever he went had become impenetrable walls, and he had to learn to read him in a million other ways. Find meaning in his reigned expressions and chronic avoidance, the length in his silences, the stray looks, his orphaned gestures of kindness.
Sometimes, he felt exhausted with it all.
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A group of friends sets out on a camping trip to Black Hollow Camp, a place shrouded in rumors and terrifying stories. The locals whisper about Barret Laurent, a sadistic figure said to haunt the woods, breaking the minds of anyone who dares to stay. As the friends’ bonds are tested, their perceptions fracture, memories shift, and trust crumbles under the weight of fear. With reality slipping through their fingers, they struggle to survive, not just the forest, but the manipulations of a predator who understands the darkest corners of the human psyche.
Dead Dove Warning:
This story contains psychological, emotional, and ritual abuse, manipulation, and trauma. Reader discretion is advised.Series
- Part 4 of Hypersexual Thoughts
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Harley Stark is a man. The man. Tony Stark’s son.
Except he’s fifteen, and most of his life he’s been orbiting just out of reach — raised by nannies, shadowed by security, managed by his dad’s terrifying assistant. Hidden away, but never shielded: every disaster, every scandal, every headline still hit him, and the explanations never came.
Now, after yet another brush with death, Tony suddenly wants him close. Which means leaving his school, his friends, and the one place where nobody cared he was the Tony Stark’s kid… to live with the man he barely knows anymore.
Between paparazzi, grounding, new friends, and fights he shouldn’t be picking, Harley is stuck in the messy middle ground between wanting to belong and being terrified he never will.
This is a story of awkward breakfasts, slammed doors, counted drinks, and the fragile hope that maybe — just maybe — this time Tony Stark really means it.