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Shadows and Grace (Time-Twisted Melody Prequel) by pinktormaline
Shadows and Grace (Time-Twisted Melody Prequel)
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Kawaki Uzumaki, a troubled teen haunted by a violent past, reluctantly starts physiotherapy after a street fight leaves him injured. There, he meets Sumire Kakei, a gentle ballet dancer recovering from an injury that threatens her dreams. As their paths intertwine, Kawaki's anger and Sumire's quiet resilience spark an unlikely bond, challenging them to confront their inner demons. But with Kawaki's dark past closing in and Sumire faces her own battles-balancing her love for ballet with the pressure of living up to her late mother's legacy and her father's disapproval, their connection is tested. Together, they must find strength to heal, proving that even in the shadows, grace can shine through.
Time-Twisted Melody (Boruto - Twinkling Watermelon AU) by pinktormaline
Time-Twisted Melody (Boruto - Twinkling Watermelon AU)
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Meet Boruto Uzumaki: A Straight-A Student by day and Rockstar by night. After a heated argument with his father, Naruto, he finds himself transported back in time to when his parents were just sixteen. To his surprise, Naruto is not the confident Hokage-to-be he knows, but rather a young boy with a crush on Sakura. Meanwhile, Hinata, his loving mother, is a timid girl neglected by her family. As Boruto navigates this unfamiliar past, he forms unexpected bonds with Naruto, Hinata, Sakura, and even Sasuke. He discovers that his guitar master, Sasuke is the school's heartthrob and transfers to the US. But now he's back-and to his shock, Sasuke turns out to be a girl?! However, Boruto's journey takes a dark turn when he uncovers a mysterious connection between the Akatsuki, a notorious yakuza, and his parents' past. The Akatsuki threatens not only the peace of Konoha but also the future he knows. Boruto must unravel Akatsuki's secrets, protect his parents, and ensure his own existence while trying to return to his time. Will he be able to handle it all?
Again | See You Sequel ✮ š‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“š‘æš‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“ š‘æ š‘«š’“š’‚š’ˆš’š’ š‘©š’‚š’š’ by pinktormaline
Again | See You Sequel ✮ š‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“š‘æš‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“ š‘æ š‘«š’“š’‚š’ˆš’š’ š‘©š’‚š’š’
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š€š ššš¢š§- š’šžšž š˜šØš® š’šžšŖš®šžš„ Some people don't know what they have until it's gone. But what about the ones who do know? The ones who never took a damn thing for granted? Who tried their hardest to hold on, yet could only look helplessly while they lost the one they loved the most. If I had to live my life again, I would search for the sky for you. So that I can see you again, So we can smile together again, So I can finally tell you how much you meant to me... Because from the start, our hearts somehow knew, just like the river is called to the sea... š“•š“øš“»š“®š“æš“®š“» š”€š“²š“½š“± š”‚š“øš“¾ š“˜ š“Ŗš“¶ š“­š“®š“¼š“½š“²š“·š“®š“­ š“½š“ø š“«š“®. ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ āž¤įµ€Ź°į¶¤Ė¢ ᶤˢ ᵃ į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° ᓮᵃ˔˔ ᶠᵃᶰ į¶ į¶¤į¶œįµ—į¶¤įµ’į¶° į¶œŹ³įµ’Ė¢Ė¢įµ’įµ›įµ‰Ź³Ė‘ āž¤į“µ įµˆįµ’ į¶°įµ’įµ— įµ’Ź·į¶° į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° į“®įµƒĖ”Ė”Ė’ ᵗʰᵉʸ įµƒŹ³įµ‰ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ įµ€įµ’įµįµƒĖ¢Ź°į¶¤ įµžįµ’Ė¢Ź°į¶¤Ź³įµ’ ᵃᶰᵈ į“¬įµį¶¤Ź³įµƒ įµ€įµ’Ź³į¶¤ŹøįµƒįµįµƒĖ‘ āž¤į““įµ’Ź·įµ‰įµ›įµ‰Ź³ ᵗʰᵉ į¶œŹ°įµƒŹ³įµƒį¶œįµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᓵ į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµ—įµ‰įµˆ ᶤˢ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ ᵐᵉˑ šŸ…¢šŸ…£šŸ…šŸ…”šŸ…£: 2024 šŸ…”šŸ…šŸ…“: ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§
Eclipse Heart -Borusara One-shot- by pinktormaline
Eclipse Heart -Borusara One-shot-
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In twilight's embrace, the sun's descent. Reflects Boruto's fleeting hours spent. Like whispers of time, a dwindling rhyme, The fading light echoes his mortal chime. In Sarada's tender embrace, he crumbles, His breaths, feeble whispers, ragged and worn. In the realm of love, once a fount of bliss, Now tested, strained, as Sarada's heart does miss, The weight of loss, a burden hard to bear, Her spirit wrestles, tangled in despair.
Belonging | š²ššš¬š”ššš”š¢š¦šž š± š§š®š«ššš«š¢š”š²šØš§ š§šØ š¦ššš šØ by pinktormaline
Belonging | š²ššš¬š”ššš”š¢š¦šž š± š§š®š«ššš«š¢š”š²šØš§ š§šØ š¦ššš šØ
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Time passes through the cold season forming in my heart A cruel wind is hanging around my fingertips The promise that couldn't be fulfilled Saying goodbye in just one word A random reunion without any promises In this endless time We painfully walk our chosen path My darling, please stop your tears There's no eternal farewell Time passes, throughout the era I will still protect you. "š‰š®š¬š­ šŸšØš« šš š°š”š¢š„šž... š©š„šžššš¬šž š°ššš¢š­." .ā„ĀØĀÆ'*āœ²ć€‚ā„ć€‚*。¨¯'*✲.ā„ĀØĀÆ'*āœ²ć€‚ā„ć€‚*。¨¯'*✲ āž¤š–³š—š—‚š—Œ š—‚š—Œ š–ŗ š–øš–ŗš—Œš—š–ŗš—š—‚š—†š–¾ š–· š–­š—Žš—‹š–ŗš—‹š—‚š—š—’š—ˆš—‡ š—‡š—ˆ š–¬š–ŗš—€š—ˆ š–„š–ŗš—‡š–æš—‚š–¼š—š—‚š—ˆš—‡ š–¼š—‹š—ˆš—Œš—Œš—ˆš—š–¾š—‹ āž¤š–Ø š–½š—ˆ š—‡š—ˆš— š—ˆš—š—‡ š–øš–ŗš—Œš—š–ŗš—š—‚š—†š–¾ š–ŗš—‡š–½ š–­š—Žš—‹š–ŗš—‹š—‚š—š—’š—ˆš—‡ š—‡š—ˆ š–¬š–ŗš—€š—ˆ, š—š—š–¾š—’ š–ŗš—‹š–¾ š—‹š—‚š—€š—š—š–æš—Žš—…š—…š—’ š–»š–¾š—…š—ˆš—‡š—€ š—š—ˆ š–³š–ŗš—„š–ŗš—Œš—š—‚ š–²š—š—‚š—‚š—‡š–ŗ š–ŗš—‡š–½ š–§š—‚š—‹š—ˆš—Œš—š—‚ š–²š—š—‚š—‚š–»š–ŗš—Œš—š—‚ āž¤š–§š—ˆš—š–¾š—š–¾š—‹ š—š—š–¾ š–¼š—š–ŗš—‹š–ŗš–¼š—š–¾š—‹š—Œ š–Ø š–¼š—‹š–¾š–ŗš—š–¾š–½ š—‹š—‚š—€š—š—š–æš—Žš—…š—…š—’ š–»š–¾š—…š—ˆš—‡š—€ š—š—ˆ š—†š–¾ āž¤š–¢š—ˆš—š–¾š—‹ š–¼š—‹š–¾š–ŗš—š–¾š–½ š–»š—’ š—†š–¾ šŸ…¢šŸ…£šŸ…šŸ…”šŸ…£: 2022 šŸ…”šŸ…šŸ…“: 2023
See You ✮Phantom Rouge [š‚šŽšŒšš‹š„š“š„šƒāœ”ļø] by pinktormaline
See You ✮Phantom Rouge [š‚šŽšŒšš‹š„š“š„šƒāœ”ļø]
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šš”ššš§š­šØš¦ š‘šØš®š šž-š’šžšž š˜šØš® (Based on the Hunter X Hunter Phantom Rouge movie) āš‘° š’•š’“š’–š’”š’•š’†š’… š’šš’š’–... š’‚š’š’… š’šš’š’– š’ƒš’†š’•š’“š’‚š’š š’Žš’†.āž Life is hard. Losing someone is harder. But having your heart ripped out by the one person you really care about... Slowly kills you inside. Rin knew better than anyone how cruel the world can be... but it just can't get cruel enough for her because nothing hurt more than being disappointed by the single person you thought would never hurt you. ♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤ āž¤įµ€Ź°į¶¤Ė¢ ᶤˢ ᵃ į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ į“¾Ź°įµƒį¶°įµ—įµ’įµ į“æįµ’įµ˜įµįµ‰ ᵐᵒᵛᶤᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° ᓮᵃ˔˔ ᶠᵃᶰ į¶ į¶¤į¶œįµ—į¶¤įµ’į¶° į¶œŹ³įµ’Ė¢Ė¢įµ’įµ›įµ‰Ź³Ė‘ āž¤į“µ įµˆįµ’ į¶°įµ’įµ— įµ’Ź·į¶° į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° į“®įµƒĖ”Ė”Ė’ ᵗʰᵉʸ įµƒŹ³įµ‰ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ įµ€įµ’įµįµƒĖ¢Ź°į¶¤ įµžįµ’Ė¢Ź°į¶¤Ź³įµ’ ᵃᶰᵈ į“¬įµį¶¤Ź³įµƒ įµ€įµ’Ź³į¶¤ŹøįµƒįµįµƒĖ‘ āž¤į““įµ’Ź·įµ‰įµ›įµ‰Ź³ ᵗʰᵉ į¶œŹ°įµƒŹ³įµƒį¶œįµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᓵ į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµ—įµ‰įµˆ ᶤˢ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ ᵐᵉˑ āž¤į¶œįµ’įµ›įµ‰Ź³ į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµ—įµ‰įµˆ ᵇʸ @ˢᶤˣᶻᵉʳᵒᓺᶤᶰᵉ šŸ…¢šŸ…£šŸ…šŸ…”šŸ…£: 01/01/ 2019 šŸ…”šŸ…šŸ…“: 05/01/2020 ♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤■♤
See You ✮ š‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“š‘æš‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“ š‘æ š‘«š’“š’‚š’ˆš’š’ š‘©š’‚š’š’ by pinktormaline
See You ✮ š‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“š‘æš‘Æš’–š’š’•š’†š’“ š‘æ š‘«š’“š’‚š’ˆš’š’ š‘©š’‚š’š’
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ā™š ¹ˢᵗ įµ–Ė”įµƒį¶œįµ‰ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ įµ’į¶  ᵗʰᵉ Ė¢įµ–Ź³į¶¤į¶°įµ ²⁰¹⁷ [į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³Ė£į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ‚įµƒįµ—įµ—Źø ᓬʷᵃʳᵈˢ] [ᓼᵗʰᵉʳ/į“¹į¶¤Ė£įµ‰įµˆ į“¹įµ‰įµˆį¶¤įµƒ] ā™š ¹ˢᵗ įµ–Ė”įµƒį¶œįµ‰ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ įµ’į¶  ᵗʰᵉ į“¬į¶°įµįµ‰Ė”į¶¤į¶œį“¬į¶°į¶¤įµįµ‰į“¬Ź·įµƒŹ³įµˆĖ¢ [į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³Ė£į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ į¶œįµƒįµ—įµ‰įµįµ’Ź³Źø] ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ Anyone with a heart, with a family, or with friends had experienced loss. No one survives unscathed. Every story of separation is different. I cannot say goodbye to those whom I have grown to love, for the memories we have made will last a lifetime, and will never know goodbye. I would rather say 'See you' for the word itself is a continuation of wonderful memories that are yet to come. But what will happen when there's no goodbye or another 'See you'? š‘¾š’Šš’š’ š’Šš’• š’ƒš’† š’š’–š’“ š’š’‚š’”š’• š’•š’Šš’Žš’† š’•š’ š’„š’“š’†š’‚š’•š’† š’‚ š’š’†š’˜ š’Žš’†š’Žš’š’“š’š? ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ āž¤įµ€Ź°į¶¤Ė¢ ᶤˢ ᵃ į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° ᓮᵃ˔˔ ᶠᵃᶰ į¶ į¶¤į¶œįµ—į¶¤įµ’į¶° į¶œŹ³įµ’Ė¢Ė¢įµ’įµ›įµ‰Ź³Ė‘ āž¤į“µ įµˆįµ’ į¶°įµ’įµ— įµ’Ź·į¶° į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ įµ” į““įµ˜į¶°įµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᵃᶰᵈ į“°Ź³įµƒįµįµ’į¶° į“®įµƒĖ”Ė”Ė’ ᵗʰᵉʸ įµƒŹ³įµ‰ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ įµ€įµ’įµįµƒĖ¢Ź°į¶¤ įµžįµ’Ė¢Ź°į¶¤Ź³įµ’ ᵃᶰᵈ į“¬įµį¶¤Ź³įµƒ įµ€įµ’Ź³į¶¤ŹøįµƒįµįµƒĖ‘ āž¤į““įµ’Ź·įµ‰įµ›įµ‰Ź³ ᵗʰᵉ į¶œŹ°įµƒŹ³įµƒį¶œįµ—įµ‰Ź³ ᓵ į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµ—įµ‰įµˆ ᶤˢ Ź³į¶¤įµŹ°įµ—į¶ įµ˜Ė”Ė”Źø įµ‡įµ‰Ė”įµ’į¶°įµ įµ—įµ’ ᵐᵉˑ āž¤į¶œįµ’įµ›įµ‰Ź³ į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµ—įµ‰įµˆ ᵇʸ @ˢᶤˣᶻᵉʳᵒᓺᶤᶰᵉ šŸ…¢šŸ…£šŸ…šŸ…”šŸ…£: 2016 šŸ…”šŸ…šŸ…“: 2023 ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§ā– ā™§