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Outside in the hallway, the clock ticked once. One second had passed, and nothing seemed amiss.
As that same second passed within the room Harry jolted in his seat as the curse hit him square in the stomach. He felt sick, fighting to keep what little he had eaten over the day down. It felt like every nerve in his body was on fire, like his skin was burning right off his bones. He fought every instinct he had not to scream.
He could handle it, Harry thought. He had had worse before, he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. But the seconds ticked on and Umbridge didn’t let the curse up until the clock’s hand had come full circle.
One minute under the cruciatus curse.
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That Time Kevin Day Got White Girl Wasted and Outted Himself by Bugga_Blue
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
26 Feb 2025
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“Uhh,” Allison pointed directly at the scene as if the others weren’t already watching. “You having a good time over there Kevin?”Neil was pliant, handing Andrew his open can and just letting Kevin do his best to crawl up his legs, failing in what was honestly impressive ways.
“Want… I want to sit.” He said, as if that explained everything about the situation.
“You were already sitting.”
Kevin managed to turn around and shoot a glare at her, though it might have lost the effect when he nearly fell from the movement. Neil had to catch his shoulder to not land face first into the rug.
Nicky waved the behavior off, “Its fine, he just… gets like this sometimes. Cherish it while you can and have your phones ready.”
OR: Kevin gets white girl silly wasted and the entire team gets blackmail
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Maybe he was coming down with something? His vision did give him an immune boost, making him more resistant to colds that would take over the city as soon as the weather turned, but he had always been a sickly child. It had driven Crepus mad seeing Kaeya come down with something new every other week until his immune system finally adapted after years of living in the city. There were no other symptoms though, his throat wasn't sore and he didn't feel feverish. His thoughts were clouded and heavy, but not in the way it would feel if he were ill, it almost was like-
Oh.
The realization took him by surprise, enough so that he stilled in the center of his room staring at the floor where the was a patterned decorational rug that had likely been there longer than he was alive. It wasn’t unexpected, per se, but he thought he’d have more time before it set in fully.
Or, where Kaeya regresses for the first time in a long time without crashing and has to fight off regressing while on duty
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They sipped drinks, laughed, and hands wandered in the dark corner of the tavern. Kaeya could smell the drink on her breath, and was sure if he tilted her head to kiss he'd be able to taste it on her tongue as well.
He reached forward again towards his drink, only to find his hand missed the glass, landing a few inches to the side of it. He blinked before laughing it off and reaching again.
Something felt… off.
All at once it was as if he was noticing a heavy weight in his brain. He felt sluggish, and when he tried to focus on anything specific in the room everything else around it shifted, tilting and bobbing as if he were on a ship instead of a steady chair. He had to take care to grip the drink tightly so it wouldn’t slip out of his hand as he brought it back to his lips, not letting his moment of concern show on his face.
He took a long slow drink, testing the taste but not finding anything in it to be off, nor did it smell any different. But something definitely wasn't right.
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Revelations of the thunderstorm by Bugga_Blue, tawniyo
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
13 Apr 2024
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“C’mon Diluc, I promise I won’t laughhh, I’m not that cruel.” Kaeya tried to state, being rudely interrupted by the redhead.
He rolled his eyes, turning away slightly. “I don’t know if I believe you on that, in all honesty.”
“Y’know what? Fair. Surely it’s not that bad, it’s not like you have a sippy cup or anything. So I don't understand the fuss you’re creating about it.” Lightning struck as Kaeya had finished speaking, and he wasn’t sure if Diluc froze and avoided any sort of eye contact because of the storm, or if he had hit the nail on the head.Kaeya also paused, thinking through how to phrase his next comment while trying to keep a smile off his face. Diluc was clearly embarrassed, but also acting like a child. So he changed his mannerisms not dissimilar to how he’d treat Klee, bribery and slight distraction.
“Diluc? If it is a sippy cup or anything like that, I promise to not laugh if it means you’ll drink something.”In which Diluc doesn't like storms, and Kaeya tries convincing him to take care of himself. Complete with the promise of a TCG match, Kaeya thinks he did a good job.
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Discoveries of the Vault by Bugga_Blue
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Vault Hunters Season 3
11 Nov 2023
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- Part 3 of Baby vault hunters
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Grian blew his horns and could see Jimmy turn to look to where Joel, Tango, and Scar were watching it all unfold. There was a lot of yelling, and he couldn’t hold back giggles at the dramatics of it all. “You’re not even safe in your own SMP!” he yelled, matching the energy and holding back the urge to dive straight towards who he had grown to see as a brother figure over the years, both fuzzy and not.
In the end he didn’t need to fight off the want to dive into the others arms, because Jimmy ran up to him and picked him up giving a hug that drowned him in a wave of comfort he hadn’t realized he missed. The downside of such a good cuddle, even if it only lasted ten seconds - which was both too long and not long enough - was that it almost immediately succeeded in shutting down what little barrier he had to hold back slipping. How long had it been since he’d gotten a cuddle from his older, off server friends?
After the initial tidal wave wore off enough for him to think he remembered where he was, more importantly who was watching. Scar and Tango were both still there!
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- Part 4 of baby hermits
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Tubbo caught sight of her from his new position, popping back up with the energy of a fully charged solar panel. “Dad! Dad, Dad! Tell him he can say the words! Sparks, Sparks, Sparky- will you do it if Dad says you can?”
“Oh no you don’t,” Iskall said around a laugh. “Don’t you drag me into this you silly boy.”
Of course, that didn’t stop the younger from rambling on and on about how “It isn’t bad! You do it all the time, so you should tell him he’s allowed! Can you imagine how funny it’ll be-”
Iskall tugged Tubbo back to sitting, ruffling his hair before pushing him down playfully. She hummed for a second, weighing their options. He could be a ‘proper caregiver’ and not encourage the mischief of his littles swearing, or he could join Tubbo in his shenanigans- it would be pretty funny. Instead, they settled for something in the middle, teasing but also testing how small the other was. “Sparky’s just too tiny to swear, isn’t that right? Just my sweet little boy, aye?”
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- Part 2 of Baby vault hunters
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He must not have been all that convincing because Iskall leaned against the side of the door frame before Cap could turn around to hightail it back upstairs. He had a teasing smirk that felt a bit suspicious considering how concerned he’d sounded just seconds before. “You sure Sparky? Is it naptime for you?”
Everything was crashing down, Cap wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up for, especially not with Iskall giving him her full attention. “No- don’t need naps ever.”
Something shifted that Jordan couldn’t quite place. It might have been in Iskall’s expression, or the way he was holding himself. The atmosphere itself seemed to move. Whether or not Iskall also felt it was another question entirely- it could all just be in his head, fear making him hyper-aware even to the point of making things up.
“Are you sure? I know I sure like a good nap every once in a while. Could get all cuddled on the couch with your cape and try to-”
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- Part 1 of Baby vault hunters
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Doc smirked at that, he looked so smug Grian wanted to jump up to snatch it off his face, but he wasn’t sure he’d have been able to reach even if he tried. Doc was unreasonably tall, something that wasn’t helping Grian to keep himself feeling big as the other towered over him. “You mean you don’t know? I thought it was just general knowledge, no TNT under 20, mostly made for the regressors but I guess you happen to fit under that umbrella as well, don’t you? Tough luck bird brain, guess you can’t get into too much trouble without your biggest weapon?”
“And who made that decision?” Grian wasn’t ready to believe it. There was no way that was a rule! “I am an adult, I can use TNT whenever I want to. Who’s going to stop me?” Okay, so, no he wasn’t an adult, but he had used TNT when he was even younger than this before and no one had stopped him then. Sure, even he didn’t know he was in his headspace when using it, but that hardly mattered.
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- Part 3 of baby hermits
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It was going to happen whether he liked it or not, that was how it always went. He’d work himself to the bone, ignoring any concerns, then deliberately looking the other way until it all came tumbling down around him.
Off-hand comments of worry were brushed off just as easily as offers to talk. He appreciated it, really, but the thought of opening up about all his woes to his friends, people who he respected and loved, only caused his stomach to churn and his heart to sink. Why should he burden them just because he wasn’t capable to manage himself properly? It wasn’t their fault, he shouldn’t push his problems on them just because he wasn’t good enough, strong enough, smart enough to handle it on his own.
And now here he was, hiding away in his base because it all became too much, wallowing in his self-depreciation and cursing himself for being so easy to upset. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this, just yet another part of himself he’d been shutting out for the past week as things began to become overwhelming. It was stupid- he didn’t need it.
OR Grian doesn't like being small and pushes it off until he can't anymore. Only this time, someone finds him and he isn't alone.
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- Part 2 of baby hermits
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“Surely it can wait till tomorrow if there’s just a little more? Better to be able to focus on it than to be finishing it up when you aren’t well-rested.” He insisted gently. Depending on what the younger’s reaction to that would be would determine Iskall’s next few steps, though he had an idea it would lead to the same result either way. Mumbo was easy like that, predictable, a man of patterns. And just as he expected, he watched as his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth turned in a slight pout- though Mumbo would insist he did not pout thank you very much. “But-”
Iskall stepped forward quietly, a soft smile sneaking up on him making his eyes crinkle. “Come on Mumby, let’s get you all taken care of, yeah?”
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- Part 1 of baby hermits
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Not All Heroes Wear Capes, or Know They're a Hero to Start With by Bugga_Blue, tawniyo
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
16 Apr 2022
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“I just met CaptainSparkles! Jordan is The Captain! From Pixelmon and- and Vault Hunters and all the videos dad!"
Father Underscore seemed just as entertained with the reaction as Jordan and Ranboo, who were in a hard battle to fight off their smiles. “Well I sure hope he is silly, he’s only been babysitting you for nearly half an hour now hasn’t he?”
And all of the sudden the jumping stopped, Tubbo got a far-off look in his eyes as the realization dawned on him. “I got babysitted by my hero?” And if that didn’t make Jordan's heart melt he wasn’t sure what else possibly could. His hero.
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- Part 15 of SMP fics
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Before he could push it back down frustration built and bubbled up his throat and past his lips. Anger at himself, the situation, the sick fucks who thought they could get away with being horrible. There was more he couldn’t begin to identify, simmering right on the tip of his tongue that had been waiting for the heat to reach just enough to boil over. Parker would call it insecurities, but Eliot didn’t do those. “Just because I got hurt doesn’t mean I don’t know how to do my job! I- I can do it, jus’ give me an earpiece and I’ll show you.”
For all it was worth, Nate seemed taken aback by the sudden shift, though he recovered seamlessly. “I’m not saying you don’t know how to do your job, just that I want to play it safe right now and that you aren’t in the right mindset to be back on the case yet. You’re perfectly capable and this doesn’t make you any less of a member of the team,” he backtracked, and while the words started peeling away at the bundle of fire in his chest everything felt like too much. How did he know he wasn’t lying? How did he know that they weren’t going to use this against him?
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- Part 1 of Leverage babies
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There were different categories, but as if making a personal attack against him to spite the fact he had insulted the piece of firmware, the first recommended to him were children’s games. They weren’t the kind he thought he could ever see himself playing, he knew more than one alphabet and number system already thank you very much, but the educational preschool games had not been what he was expecting.
Feeling his face heat up a bit, he pulled the tablet closer to him. He was sure everyone must have started like that, it had to just be an app store thing, but if the others saw they were sure to tease him straight into his headspace.
The worst part was that they had a type of drawl to them, tempting his regressed self with fun colors, animals, and repetitive play styles. He snuck a glance around the plane, not a single person looking at him, though he felt as if there were a spotlight shining down and a camera crew was going to come out of nowhere to catch him right-handed like in the videos that JJ had shown him last week. He clicked on one, it was a sorting game and pressed the install button before he could think too much about it.
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- Part 7 of Little Spencer Reid :)
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“This way. Play the game,” Ranboo ordered light-heartedly as if he hadn’t just picked Tubbo up like it was nothing. He ignored Tubbo’s grumbling and Tubbo heard the door click shut again before Ranboo walked past him. He had to make a deliberate effort to remember to talk, he was still on stream. He couldn’t just sit there in stunned silence forever.
“Goddammit. I nearly made it,” He squeaked out, playing up the pout in his voice to his advantage. Surely he could make this work.
There was an undertone of amusement in the annoying front Ranboo put on, so Tubbo didn’t feel bad for his shenanigans. “Yeah, I know.”
“I’m going to kill you one day,” He threatened, working hard to get his brain to move off the loop of ‘he can pick you up’ that it seemed to have gotten stuck on. It was new. Not- not necessarily bad, but bad to be thinking about on stream. Ranboo could pick him up, Tubbo couldn’t remember the last time anyone…
You’re going to be little tonight and Ranboo can pick you up.
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- Part 14 of SMP fics
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Wilbur chuckled at that, whispering to Ranboo in a way that didn’t manage to be quiet at all. “Hm, Tubbo says he’s not small Ranboo. I think we can get him to be small, yeah? He’s done a good job taking care of you, but I can take care of two babies at the same time. Do you think Tubbo should get to be little with you?”
Ranboo nodded excitedly. He and Tubbo had regressed together a few times, but Tubbo hadn’t been letting himself recently. Ranboo had called him out for being hypocritical, but unlike himself, Tubbo said he only really did it when he wanted to, not like Ranboo who could feel it coming on. “‘Bo be little too? Wilby take care, please ‘Bo!” He asked, forgetting all about how he was meant to be acting big right now.
Tubbo’s ears tinted pink, and he shuffled on his feet. “Really, that’s not necessary Wilbur. I mean, we had a plan. Get Ranboo to be baby so you could carry him, but I think this might be a little counterproductive. I’m fine being big-”
Wilbur cut Tubbo off, ready to shift Ranboo off his lap if he needed to. “Don’t make me come pick you up too, Tubbo. I will, and you know I can.” He threatened, making Tubbo’s eyes go wide. Ranboo clapped at the idea, “‘Bo get uppies too?”
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- Part 13 of SMP fics
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Tubbo was reluctant to leave Ranboo alone during the stream, he wouldn’t be joining in anywhere chat would be able to see, just in the background to keep an eye on the younger, but Ranboo was insistent that Tubbo go do his own alt like he’d been planning. It wouldn’t have been an issue of course, except they both knew Ranboo had been floating in his headspace ever since last night when Valkyrae reached out to him.
A stream with Ranboo, Valkyrae, Sykkuno, and Jacksepticeye! Ranboo had been absolutely beside himself with anticipation. And with that excitement came the fuzzy familiarity of his headspace. He couldn’t help it, and Tubbo didn’t blame him for it either, though he had his concerns with him being halfway little while streaming.
“I’ve done it before!” Ranboo whined again. It was about the third time they’d had this conversation in as many hours. “I streamed every day, even when I was feeling floaty back then and no one knew.”
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- Part 12 of SMP fics
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Tubbo fumbled around the kitchen making sure everything was set up and good to go, though he noticed he had a shadow he bumped into more often than not. No matter where he went, Ranboo was always right behind or next to him. It wasn’t an issue, though it did make him nervous around the stovetop. He wasn’t sure why exactly Ranboo didn’t go to sit at the countertop like he usually did when he asked Tubbo to help him when small.
He figured maybe the boy was just feeling a bit off since he woke up small. Tubbo knew that Ranboo had a tendency to fall asleep little, but that was just because that’s what their schedules allowed for.
Either way, Ranboo kept one hand on Tubbo at all times, whether that be a hand on his shoulder, or holding onto his shirt sleeve.
OR in other words I wanted an excuse to write clingy boo :P
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- Part 11 of SMP fics
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“What’s going on in that big ol’ brain of your then? You’d normally have run off to Hotch the moment you finished your pile begging for access to unsolved cases or something mathy from a different department.”
Spencer didn’t exactly know how to answer that. He wasn’t wrong, but Spencer didn’t know how to explain what he was feeling. He’d gotten a lot better about identifying his emotions properly and being able to communicate how he felt, but he didn’t want to admit what part of his current self was feeling. If he brought up how he was feeling a bit floaty right now with his headspace he knew he wasn’t going to be allowed to keep working.
“It’s a Saturday,” He came up with. It wasn’t good but it was better than nothing. “I’m feeling a bit lazy I guess. I’ll head in there in a minute once I look everything back over.” He already had looked his files over, but Morgan didn’t need to know that.
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- Part 6 of Little Spencer Reid :)