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    Soulmates were meant to love each other.

    Soulmates were destined to meet.

    Soulmates were fate.

    Shen Qingqiu should've known that that didn't apply to him, he should've known that he was unlovable to begin with.

     

    AN: If you expect this story to be sensibly paced out, I'm sorry to disappoint but chapter one is like 45k and chapter 2 is the rest lol

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    17 Feb 2026

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    liujiu soulmates that fate is against

  2. Public Bookmark *

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    Mu Qingfang and Shen Qingqiu talk over tea as the world pass them like ocean torrents.

    (In which Cang Qiong’s Peak Lords drink tea over unfortunate news and the novel’s plot continues without pause.

    Ah, and how Mu Qingfang wants to hate the stranger in his Shen Qingqiu’s skin.)

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    Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.

    In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.

    Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.

    But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.

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    21 Oct 2025

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    this is my atla fic of all time

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    “What is this?” Han Yoojin asks as Yoohyun closes the door behind him.

    “A garden,” Yoohyun says, obviously preening. “You’ve always wanted a garden.”

    Han Yoohyun buys his brother a plot of land to cultivate. Han Yoojin thinks he’s building a garden. He isn’t.

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    You gifted me a garden, I built you a tomb. You’re alive, but you died.

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    You make me so miserable.

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