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eurydice, acanaceous; or, an extremely ill-advised tryst with a wanted killer by velcrooooo
Fandoms: PHIGHTING! (Roblox)
27 Sep 2025
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It's Vine Staff's third time taking part in the annual Phestival. This year, though, she seems to have a shadow she can't quite rid herself of.
...And, much to her horror, she finds that she doesn't want to be rid of her.
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I just want you to do me no good, and you look like you could. by Anonymous
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox)
16 May 2025
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Taph doesn't take care of his wings, Shedletsky notices.
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- Part 4 of Attie's works
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Venomshank had always been wary of Illumina.
He had kept his distance from his brother for centuries, now. After all, he was far closer with Darkheart than he was with Illumina, and those two were always bickering and arguing.
What he did not predict was for Illumina to steal his son.
The deity had seen so, so many lives lost. He, too, had killed dozens of demons in his feral state. But there was nothing as undoing as watching his son, his beautiful son, slip away from him.
It ached in his chest every day when Sword would not come home to play video games or to train with Venomshank. The grief burned inside of Venomshank’s heart, which he thought had been long rotted, just like the zombies he reigned control over.
tl;dr - venomshank mourns the loss of sword into follower sword. sword comes home, but it doesn’t go as expected.
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- Part 2 of she phight on my boggio till i flipside
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- English
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- 2,372
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- 2/2
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Bookmarked by Cackling_carousel_of_chaos
15 Aug 2025
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this fic is so sad, 10/10 good read will cry over Sword's ghost again
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“Wha.. what happened?” Sword asked groggily, yawning.
Rocket opened his mouth to reply, and then just simply pointed behind Sword.
Confused, he peered over his shoulder, and then gawked at the sight of his bloodied wings for a full minute without saying a word.
“What the- wha- there’s- oh my gods, I’m a bird, Rocket,” were the collection of words that spilled out of Sword’s mouth.
The demon seemed to collect himself, before he started laughing hysterically. “Oh my gods. I have wings, Rocket!”
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tl;dr - sword gets fucking Birded™️
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- Part 4 of she phight on my boggio till i flipside
- Language:
- English
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- 3,161
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Bookmarked by Cackling_carousel_of_chaos
15 Aug 2025
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PHIGHTING WINGFIC PHIGHTING WINGFIC PHIGHTING WINGFIC THIS FANDOM NEEDS MORE!!!
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“Medkit, for your crimes against the inphernals of the factions, that include but are not limited to, Aiding and abetting, Burglary, Fraud and involuntary manslaughter, the court of Banland herby sentences you to…”
Medkit stared up at the judge with a blank expression, hearing the charges against him fall onto his ears. He wasn’t proud of the things he did for the church, the things they made him do, but he supposed he did them anyways, and that adds up.
He probably could have gotten away with it too, if he had just stayed with the church, instead of running away and getting arrested so they wouldn’t find him. Prison was far better than death, at least he’d get to live without being constantly used and made to do the church’s dirty work.
At least he’d get to live.
“...Death by the electric chair.”
What.
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It's five years after the Faction War, and Banhammer's life is comfortable. Being the Warden has its perks. Those perks include the ablity to go after violent criminals, and personally bring justice. Never being questioned by mortals, at least to his face, is another. He's never had to worry about anything except running the Banlands. His reputation is at stake, though, when he hears rumors of a growing cult within Lost Temple. How lucky it is that rumors of a rapidly growing drug ring within the faction have given him the perfect excuse to make a visit.
Working title: Banhammer's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day
Edited regularly, updates sometimes. This won't be an abandoned fic if I have anything to say about it.
And yes, this is indeed the third time I've changed the description. It'll probably change again as things develop. -
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“No kind act goes unpunished”...
What a stupid saying. Who would say something like that?A certain someone's betrayal was still somewhat fresh in Chance's mind due to how few months ago it was. They didn’t know that one kind act would permanently change the trajectory of their life.
For the better or for the worse is up to one’s discretion.—
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I wrote ANOTHER doublefedora fic, after many requests on my other one. This one is a bit more extreme and will likely be longer.
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𖤓I will return to end what I have started𖤓 by stxreo
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
01 Jul 2025
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Shedletsky finds that he–instead of waking up in the survivor cabins–awoke in a place entirely unfamiliar to him.
Even worse, he's wearing certain godlike-attire reminiscent of a past he'd much rather forget.
What will he do when he finds himself in the killer's cabins?
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Shedletsky joins the killer team as Telamon, but he's not really Telamon, right?