just a rusfin fanfic :)remeber : No country has a age or they aren't related to each other. Also this may contain polyamory with the countries. This fanfic has almost nothing to do with history. the artist wished to be anon so the art isn't made by me
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Sequel to "Tale" and "Return" of The Maid-Knight. With Fontaine set to be the next nation to explore, Aether, Noelle and co. Ventured through much more of Sumeru's deserts, and what shall lie upon them when they reached the land of justice?This time, the cover art is drawn by me. This work is a fanmade story and defies canon. Genshin Impact is owned by Hoyoverse, all rights reserved.
Alexander Rutherford Armstrong - self declared adventurer, outdoorsman, runaway, and meek, hollow-chested teenager. Disgusted by the machinations of his parents to push him into journalism in a local college in the Okanagan Valley, he slips out one February evening, hops a train for Coquitlam near Vancouver, and joins KlondikeCorp's infamous United Nations Off-World Legion. Three months later, Alexander finds himself in the colony of Samsara, twenty light years from Earth and discovers to his horror that the romantic notions of the frontier in 2098 are buried in the city of Ophir's streets of mud and manure and in the surrounding valleys and plains where criminals and murderers of every race and creed vie for the thrill of trying to kill him. The Scarlet Bastards is a memoir; a collection of short stories spanning the first six months that Alexander, soon nicknamed Sikunder, experiences in that hellish colony. Whether it is charging the gabions of a Tong fortress, hunting a Black Hand war party with a tribe of Gliesiuns, or fighting off Sindhi pirates from a paddlewheeler on the Seleucus Lacus, Sikunder is dragged into each horrible misadventure by his decuria leader, a South African Zulu raised by a Scottish Presbyterian missionary named Angus Motshegwa , but known throughout the Legion as MacShaka that Tartan Zulu.
where gray and juvia need to spend 6 days together for a job...will juvia win over her beloved gray? will jealousy finally make gray snap? a lot can happen in 6 days ;)
Black and Gold. Gold and Black. Together, they were found. Now they're apart... What will happen?
Emily is a good girl, living a peaceful life in a small town, until one faithful night. She's been raped by the son of the town's mayor and his two friends and finds out that she's pregnant, although justice is not on her side and no one seems to believe her, even her family. So she packs her stuff and drives off to wherever the road takes her. When she accidentally arrives to another small town on the other side of the country, she suddenly finds herself surrounded with kind people, that give her a chance to live a normal life. One day she goes for a walk to the woods and finds a heavily injured huge wolf and life becomes very interesting... Until her personal nightmare finds her again and all hope for a normal life vanishes into thin air.
Two households, both alike in dignity,In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal loins of these two foesA pair of star-cross'd lovers share their love;Whose misadventured piteous overthrowsDo with their love bury their parents' strife.The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,And the continuance of their parents' rage,Which, but their children's love, nought could remove,Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;The which if you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.