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Shipping book 😳
Welcome to my silly oneshot book full of ships, nsfw, and plenty of love! I gladly except requests, but will most likely do my own things too.
Erm there is nsfw and stuff like that!
Notice: a lot of these stories were w...
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I thought this was really cute! (Not because I have a queen kink 😳!!!)
Sorry this took 4 months, I just lost a lot of my confidence in my work, but here it goes!
For reference: FQ = Fallen Queen
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Betrayed. You were betrayed. At one moment, you were celebrating a decisive victory with your fellow Towers. The next moment, you were running for your life, through rain and mud with a bullet lodged in your leg. You paid the price for thinking differently. You were stupid enough to question orders. You always protested and challenged Commander. Criticized his beliefs and actions. But this horrible night, you pushed it too far. You don't even remember what you exactly said, but it was enough to make him want you dead. He sent two squadrons of soldiers to execute you.
"Shoot him! Don't let him escape!!" A voice hollered behind you. A bullet whizzed in the air and hit the tree beside you.
You didn't know where you were or how you got there. You just ran. It was raining so heavily. The droplets felt like tiny rocks falling from the clouds. The mud covered the ground like a field of land mines. Each step you took released a bombarding wave of pain in your legs. Your hair and clothes were soaked in water. It was colder than Outpost 32. You came across a large stone wall. With all your strength, your weak fingers grabbed onto a piece of rock sticking out from the wall. You climbed up as fast as you could, nearly slipping and dying. Once you were at the top of the wall you quickly made a leap of faith. In a dramatic fashion, you smashed into a flowerbed. You crushed dozens of flowers and sent fertilizer everywhere.
After you recovered from your fall you analyzed your surroundings. The soldiers stopped chasing you after you entered this new, unknown environment. You were in some kind of garden. Hundreds of plants were evenly laid out in rows. The plants in question were black as night. You grew even more nervous than you already were. The adrenaline in your body was the only reason you were still standing. You lifted your gaze off the ground and saw the biggest castle ever. The walls were larger than a skyscrapers! You thought you could find some sort of shelter by squeezing through one of the windows. You limped through the muddy ground and towards a window.
At this point, you think you had frostbite. Your ears, lips and fingers felt unnaturally warm. You looked at your hands and saw how they were disgustingly blue. You knew that if you didn't get inside, you would definitely lose a few body parts. Or worse, you died from hypothermia. The feeling of warmth engulfed your entire body as the cold battered you. You got closer and closer to the window. You were within hands reach of the window sill, until a wet footstep splashed behind you. Before you could turn around, you were smacked hard in the back of the head with a blunt weapon.
