Greetings, dear readers :-)
Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Nastya, I am 29 years old, I was born on January 4, 1997, I live in Ukraine in the city of Novovolynsk, I really love animals, especially cats and dogs. I really love to write, although I treat myself as a writer with great self-criticism, so overly inflated self-esteem is not about me, because, most likely, I will never praise my creativity, but on the contrary, I will hate it wildly. My character is calm, I don’t like conflicts, I treat criticism adequately (if it is justified and politely presented). If you like my work, then you can always support me with a kind word or like. I will always be glad to new readers and new comments on my profile, which I always answer, so come in, don’t be afraid, I don’t bite ;-)
The fandoms I visit and post my work in most often are:
1. Hazbin Hotel and Helluva boss (I really love these cartoons)
2. Loki (I like the Loki/Sylvie pairing). And of course I like other Marvel films.
I also like Disney cartoons, especially The Lion King, so you can find me there too.
But that's all I wanted to tell about myself :-) Good luck to everyone and all the best❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I hope that my works will bring you reading pleasure, if that can be said about my fanfictions :-)
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Whether it's a review or a like, it's very important for me to know that people like my works, and I'm not trying in vain :-) This will be a great incentive for my inspiration, so don't pass by silently, write at least a couple of kind words under the works, please ❤️💖
She was once his beloved wife, but now all that remains of her is a ghost that In Ho could not save...
And he will keep summoning the ghost of the past, over and over, just to feel alive for a few minutes, to remember that he once was real too. And he doesn’t care that all that remains now is a phantom…
Could everything have been different if he, like Gi-Hun, had not listened to Oh Il-Nam's voice back then? Would he have been able to remain himself if he had not looked through the slits of the owl mask and taken the knife into his hands? Would he have been able to avoid becoming a puppet in the hands of the VIP guests? Unfortunately, In-Ho will never know about this, he will never be the same again. And for some reason, this realization makes his eyes moisten...
«Big talk for someone who is also in the leash!» – Husk's phrase plays over and over in Alastor's head when he looks into Charlie's tear-stained eyes, who needed comfort after returning from Paradise, but the Radio Demon desperately pushes this thought deeper into his mind, denying it.
Milady, I am sure that when the one who is undoubtedly dear to you and who now hugs me so trustingly is finally in my arms, it will be my turn to pull the strings. It's not as simple as you think, but for now...
In a fit of momentary weakness, my lips touch the blond crown, inhaling a sweet aroma, from which my eyes blissfully close on their own.
The main thing is not to get too carried away...
I've never been a hero. But every time I have to bear this burden for the sake of those I love. My choice was conscious, and the heroes, it seems, should not look back, but for me it is too hard not to look back at what was dear to me... Everything in my chest shrinks from the realization of my eternal loneliness. But the bright green branches of my personal Yggdrasil, my personal voluntary prison continue and will branch out as long as I continue to exist. So tell me: Am I a hero?
