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Shut-in Viktor cannot stand the manosphere sensation that is Jayce Talis. He will do whatever it takes to humble the so-called Man of Progress, even if that means signing up for his men-only retreat.
Viktor needs to take Jayce down.
It's his wildest fantasy.
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- Part 1 of machine 4 man
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Bookmarked by Dining_Room_Table
30 Aug 2025
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A cry in the wilderness has said that they want their writing to be like escapism but with jagged edges his audience could get caught on as they read his writing. (I am paraphrasing, I don't remembet quite how he said it.) This fic was and is like that for me. I kept remembering my reality, and it sucked. It also made me feel safe in a particular way. I have'nt before.
This is special to me. I will need to reread. I am grateful for this writing. -
The Color of Love by Crimson1
Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
04 Aug 2017
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Len gave up on love a long time ago. In the aftermath of the Oculus explosion, when an old flame comes back to haunt him, he just wants something normal to distract him from it all. He never expected that two of his favorite things—a heist and the Scarlet Speedster—could end with him drowning in the very emotion he spurned.
OR Rainbow Raider strikes again – Len gets hit with LOVE.
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Trapper was laying between BJ’s knees on the couch, catching up on a few medical journals Hawkeye had gotten his hands on first and promptly misplaced, BJ’s fingers trailing through his hair, when BJ cleared his throat. “Do you mind if I ask a personal question?”
He tossed his journal onto the coffee table. “Shoot.”
BJ clammed up when Trapper craned his neck to look at him. There was an honest-to-God blush roseing his cheeks. “I just– I suppose I’m… curious. About the lingerie.”
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A direct sequel to Babydoll - with Hawkeye's encouragement, Trapper lets BJ in on his newfound interests in the bedroom.
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- Part 2 of Babydoll
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“Are you aware you are violating several academy regulations at this very moment, Mr. Talis?”
The voice sliced through the silence like a scalpel.
Jayce jumped violently, knees cracking against the workbench. Pain flared through both legs, and to make matters worse, the welding torch jerked in his hand and kissed his finger with a searing burn.
Bookmarked by Dining_Room_Table
21 May 2025
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🌹This was wonderful🥀💐🌻💐🌳💐🌳💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐🌻💐💐💐🌻🌻🌻🌱So many little things that I liked about it.
Alllllllll the dialogue felt so in canter like everything clip-clopped into place.
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Terms and Conditions by Vamillepudding
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
16 Feb 2025
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“So you want money,” Silco says flatly.
“Look," Vander says, "Those reparation payments that prick is demanding – that’s too much. The Last Drop can’t afford that. I can’t afford it. It’s not just my livelihood, Silco. It’s everyone I care about. The children will be out on the street.”
Silco’s face is devoid of any expression. “So. You want money.”
Left with crippling debt and a failing business, Vander's only option to save the Last Drop is to ask Silco for a loan. Over the span of a few weeks, Vander's debt is cleared, the bar has gotten a makeover, Silco's henchmen have started using it as their hangout, and throughout it all, Silco is refusing to be paid back.
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07 Apr 2025
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I promise I mean no disrespect when I say this: Sometimes I would be reading this fic and replace Silco and Vander with Eezma and Kronk (from The Emperor's New Groove) respectively. It was great.
Ah, Vander thinks. There it is. (Yes! Kronk would say this to himself as an experienced bodyguard/assistant of Yzma.)
He doesn’t need to look over to know that Yzma is subtly gesturing at him to wait. 20 years have passed, and still this feels exactly the same: Yzma signalling him to wait, just wait a little while longer, before she gives him permission to bash someone’s head in. (Yes! Yes! That’s exactly what Kronk would do! The O.G. himbo…)
Yzma’s smile is nothing but pleasant. “Is that so?” (Yesssszz I can just ImAgine Yzma purring this line out.)
“This isn’t personal,” the man says. “Just business.” He pauses, then throws his head back and laughs. “I’ve just realised that there’s no point in lying to you anymore. Fuck this, you know what? It’s definitely personal. You’re a fucking arsehole, and you’ve bled me dry for years. I usually find cold-blooded murder a bit distasteful, but I guarantee that I’ll enjoy killing you.” (It’s giving basic bitch cartoon villain + monologue! Perfect for Yzma and Kronk!)
This time, Kronk does glance over, and sees what he expected: Yzma tapping her hand on the desk. (With her fancy nails!) Wait. “I can’t say that I don’t appreciate the honesty, Bran. But I am wondering why you’d think I’m such an easy man to kill.”
Bran doesn’t bother hiding the fact that he’s openly staring at Vander. “I know you,” he says bluntly. He’s no longer talking to Silco. “You’re the Hound.”
“Used to be.” Vander shrugs, the picture of causality. “Now I mostly wait tables. I suppose you could say I’ve retired.” (Didn’t Kronk eventually go on to work at a restaurant and help raise children?! I have connected the dots!? Also this sounds like something Kronk would say.)Wooooooooooooʻoooo This was nice Thank you for writing this!