Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
Fandoms
- Sally Face (Video Games) (2)
- Original Work (1)
- Homestuck (1)
- My Boss My Hero (TV) (1)
- Undertale (Video Game) (1)
Recent works
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When love arrives. by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, My Boss My Hero (TV)
31 Oct 2021
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I'm 19 and want to be in love so watch me write chapters a out falling in/being in love to cure my love sickness lol.
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Me, I'm in love.
The type of Love That swells in your chest, makes you exasperated.
Until they don't love you.
And then...
That's when you crash and burn.- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,351
- Chapters:
- 8/?
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Houseman and the attendant by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
Fandoms: Sally Face (Video Games)
10 Jun 2019
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Frisk lived a broken life. But smiled though the pain,they worked hard, in school, work and home. But the world turns upside down when a Smiley Skeleton discovers them. Sans knows something is wrong but Frisk is still content with being emotionally reclusive.
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We are Traumatized. by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
Fandoms: Sally Face (Video Games)
15 Mar 2019
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I write poetry and I was emotional BC SallyFace.
:((
TW:Descriptions of death and abuse.
Recent bookmarks
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Virgil only wants to protect those he loves at all costs. What happens when he can't hide it anymore?
**I project my experiences of being trafficked onto Virgil, so what he experiences I experienced myself while I was being trafficked, just so you know where this fic is coming from.
What is up everybody?! A heads up, this fic is graphic and gets DARK but I fix it! Plz heed the tags and if there's something in there that could be triggering for you, plz take care of yourselves! I assure you that I have this whole thing outlined, so it won't get abandoned!
I try to keep my stuff accessible, including keeping chapters not much longer than 3500 words, so if you have ideas to make my fic more accessible plz lmk!
This fic is not used to represent D.I.D. If you want resources on D.I.D., lmk in the comments section or on Tumblr!
I now have an amazing beta by the name of Jasper01! They're so awesome!!!
Series
- Part 1 of Healing Broken Wings
- Language:
- English
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- 493,996
- Chapters:
- 194/?
- Comments:
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- Bookmarks:
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Bookmarked by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
03 Mar 2020
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I'm crying help me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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Everyone has a soulmate and on their thirteenth birthday the name appears somewhere on the skin. Logan, Roman, and Patton are all soulmates and they're wanting to find their final soulmate, Virgil, but they don't know anyone in the headspace with that name. And Virgil is trying to cope with Deceit's name on his skin. But Logan thinks something might be wrong.
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Only a few years fresh out of creating a brand new universe and only barely settled into having the new life she's been given, a girl who got everything she ever wanted fixes some breakfast and thinks about scars that she doesn't have.
Bookmarked by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
01 Sep 2019
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Calliope kinda misses her brother but also does not miss her brother at all
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Sal Fisher travels out of state to meet an internet friend who introduces him to her friend group. Everything changes from there. SallyxLarry
Bookmarked by Androgonous_nerd_trash_named_mark
02 Apr 2019
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Land of Mardi Gras, drunks, and haunts. The Crescent City.
The sound of loud laughter and heavy guitar drew his attention, and against his better judgement, he wound his way through the alleys, cats and rats alike scattering at the sight of him, hissing at his form. That was fine. He didn’t feel like catching the plague today, anyway. Glancing around, he found himself in unfamiliar territory, the houses no more than rubble from hurricanes past- beams supporting cracked roofs and hollowed out homes, windows still boarded up. But the voices grew louder, the music could be felt in his chest. Perhaps this wasn’t unfamiliar territory. Swallowing the sudden nerves that took root in his , he moved towards the light, towards the music and voices. From where he stood, he could see flashing lights, could see bodies moving, dancing. A block party? There were a lot of people.