Epsilon_Church
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Two mindless NPCs meet.
One of them dies.
Rinse and repeat.
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When Phil first discovered his powers it was like manna from heaven.
Suddenly he could do everything he had ever secretly dreamed about being able to do. He could fight crime, he could climb buildings, pick up a car to get his keys that he had dropped underneath somewhere… The point is that it was exciting.
He could do so many more things than anyone else could, he wasn't just regular old Phil, he was SPIDERMAN.
otherwise known as
spider man phil spiderman phil
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Schlatt didn’t like to talk about himself when the opportunity presented itself.
He liked to boast - who didn’t? -, and he wasn’t against talking about things he had done or seen in his life.He liked to talk about himself in that he liked to talk about things he considered relevant to the conversation but not in that he liked to talk about his past; where he came from, what he had once believed in, who he had once known… they weren’t really important to his current day conversations.
Everything was in the past.
So when the past decided to rear its ugly head it was always an unwelcome and unwanted surprise.
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schlatts old teammates call in a favour
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Schlatt hated losing, more than anything else in the world. There wasn’t a single good thing about losing. Phil liked to say that losing meant that you could learn from your mistakes and work on where you went wrong. Schlatt disagreed. You can make mistakes and still not fucking LOSE.
Losing really cramped his fucking style.
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schlatt tries to blow off some steam and breaks his fucking foot like a loser
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Schlatts chest rose and fell slowly.
Each breath was slow and calculated, every part of his body was tense.
Wilbur hadn’t seen him this intense since the first time they discussed Tommys coach.
He wasn’t sure if he appreciated it or was deeply scared.
or: schlatt tommy and wilbur encounter jared
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LONG fic charting the marauders' time at Hogwarts (and beyond) from Remus' PoV - diversion from canon in that Remus's father died and he was raised in a children's home, and is a bit rough around the edges. Otherwise canon-compliant.
1971 - 1995This IS a wolfstar fic, but incredibly slow burn. Literally years. Long build up but worth it I promise!
PLEASE DO NOT COPY TO WATTPAD. SERIOUSLY, WHY??
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https://open.spotify.com/user/htl2006/playlist/3z2NbLq2IVGG0NICBqsN2D?si=Liyl_JKJSx2RUqks3p50kg(Compiled by amazing reader, JustAnotherPerson)
DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling's disgusting transphobic views.
NOTE: I AM NO LONGER READING OR REPLYING TO COMMENTS ON THIS FIC
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- Part 1 of All the Young Dudes
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30 Apr 2024
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a hundred red flags too late, my dear by curseworm, VenetaPsi
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
01 Feb 2024
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It is a sword, the glow of its enchantments muted beneath the blood that coats its surface. Quackity can only see a fraction of the blade, the part closest to the hilt, because the rest of it— the rest of it is—
His stomach twists itself into a sickening knot, all the air escaping his lungs in a punched exhale.
The sword is embedded in the person's chest. The sword is embedded in—
Quackity inhales sharply and all he can smell is blood, blood.
Wilbur's blood.
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Quackity leaves Las Nevadas, expecting to have a fantastic time ridding his territory of Paradise’s desolate ruins. What he isn’t expecting is to find Wilbur, bleeding out on the dirty ground.
Turns out they both have a lot of healing to do.
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“It’s not—” Aziraphale hesitates. “There is, after all, precedent. The – the sacredness of, of slaughter. Lambs, and such. And – and the notion of bounty.” He waves a heavy arm. “The symbolism, therein.”
“Oh, sure.” Crowley nods, and his curly beard moves with him. “The symbolism therein.” Along the ground, his leg is bare where his robe falls away.
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(Or: after his first experience eating food, Aziraphale is persuaded to try another one of earth's pleasures.)
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- Part 1 of the soft animal of your body
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03 Sep 2023
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The couple on the screen tumble about some more. Little gasps escape their throats. One of them throws their head back in a silent moan.
“I meant,” Crowley says through gritted teeth. “Do you. Ugh. Should we try that?”
“Ah. Do you want to try it?”
Crowley grimaces. If they were anyone else, in any other circumstances, then Aziraphale might take offence to such a reaction. Fortunately for Crowley, they’re two sexless beings who have only just mastered the art of kissing (and communicating) properly, so it’s only natural for him to still be somewhat wary about this.
What he eventually settles on, after mulling it over for so long that the couple on the screen have had ample time to finish up their activities and get a good night’s sleep to top it all off, is this: “Eh, maybe.”
Or; Crowley and Aziraphale try something new.
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03 Sep 2023
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heart on fire; brain on ice by orphan_account for Drhair76
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
05 Jul 2022
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“S’ry,” he whined, the words warped and twisted by his injury, rendering a normally eloquent man almost unintelligible. “I’m okay—you don’t have to sub me out—”
Phil shushed him gently. “Where does it hurt, mate?”
It felt like they were the only two in the rink, despite the chaos erupting around them. “My ‘ead. Sorry, I’m stronger than this, I—”
“Someone get the trainer!” The call came from the other team, but Phil shook his head decisively.
or: my teammate got a concussion a few weeks ago; this is now ice!sandduos problem. also wilbur recovering from bad cos coaching.