IT WAS SO GOOD
I did enjoy all that a lot, definitely would read them again at some point
Just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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walking on the dark side of the evening by Odaigahara for pastelitey
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
27 Dec 2024
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Gem’s hands hurt, backpack over her shoulder and satellite phone probably in her pocket still, emphasis on the probably and good luck if it wasn’t, and her muscles hurt like they’d been shredded to bits by the climb. And maybe they had, honestly, because what a climb it had been.
Scrambling up the side of a slot canyon, hearing the rumbling of a whole freaking flood from upriver-- Pearl had boosted her for the last part. They’d gone up like thirty feet, using handholds they could barely fit their fingertips into, and the water had frothed below them, churning with mud and debris.
Pearl had heard it before Gem had. The canyon had garbled the sound of running water, but Pearl had frozen, knuckles going white on the straps of her hiking pack, hackles raising practically visibly.
Werewolf senses. Never failed.
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- Part 36 of mcyt fic my beloved
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19 Sep 2025
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Уиуиуиуиуиуиуиуиуиу
Так мило
Большая пушистая волк Pearl. И Gem. Которая очень спокойная и использет большую пушистую волк Pearl как обогреватель
И Grian с таблицами, как об этом можно забыть
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“He’s lost his mind,” Grian says, throwing his hands in the air.
“Grian,” he scolds.
“Why is this so casual for you? You said you were deteriorating in the same way you asked for a second cup of tea this morning.”
“I don’t know why it’s difficult to accept. Like, it’s a thing, it’s happening.”
“Might as well let it run its course,” Grian mocks.
“Exactly. Might as well see where it leads. Everyone is so concerned about me; it’s left no room for myself to feel concerned. I actually feel pretty fine? Like, other than the glasses, and the carrots, and uhm, whatever else, nothing’s very different.”
It doesn’t feel completely true as it leaves his mouth, but Mumbo holds firm under Grian’s hot stare.
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Or, Mumbo Jumbo and the effects of rapid decay.
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Banshee In A Well by bugbee, liverobinreaction (bugbee)
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics), Batman (Comics), DCU, DCU (Comics)
02 Apr 2023
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Tim is five years old when he drowns in his parents' pool. He dies quietly, waiting for parents who love him, but will never be there, to realise that something is wrong. They never show up, and he sinks into oblivion.
When he wakes up and claws his way out of the water, the sun has set, and the lights of his house are on. He is cold and wet and his lungs burn.
But most of all, Tim is alone.
(If you die and no-one is there to see it, were you ever alive in the first place?)
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20 Oct 2025
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I did read it again
I did cry again
I did cry a lot
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“Are you aware of your location and all?” the other sacrifice pressed. “‘Cause obviously we’re in a rather, ah, concerning position. A bit of a shit position, one might say, and please don’t ask me for details on those sorts of positions or I’ll have to report you to your mother.”
“You’re saying that to an orphan?” Techno mumbled. He tried to stand, surprised himself by stumbling; the blond caught him by the arm before he could fall over completely, which turned this into an incredibly embarrassing moment he planned to forget as soon as possible. “Rude. Insensitive.”
“You’ve got pink hair and you’re like five years old, you don’t get to experience manners,” the kid informed him. “I’m Tommy, by the way, I’ve been here for fucking days. Did you happen to see the way out?”
Techno shook his head mutely. His thoughts were weirdly muddled, trampled like rotting feed; he felt like he was floating, and sitting down made the floating feeling significantly worse. Possibly a mortal form was more fragile than he’d assumed.
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- Part 57 of dream smp fic my beloved
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19 Sep 2025
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Томми: фух, Я смог спасти крошечного ребенка от ужасной смерти, такой молодец, он должно быть теперь очень благодарен мне и считает меня героем.
Этот крошечный ребенок Техно: Мои силы... моя божественность... Моё бытье кабаном.... Я теперь человеческий ребенок с очень странными потребностями... D_:
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“I see,” he said, even though he didn’t. He glanced over at the forgotten maps stuck underneath Scar’s leg and connected the dots. “You’re an Imagineer, then?”
Scar beamed proudly, flicking his hat again. “Imagineer Scar, at your service!”
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When a visit to Disneyland leaves Grian fifth-wheeling his friends, he’s glad to find some respite on his own—until a smooth-talking Disney Imagineer comes crashing into his life.