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    When Damian was no taller than knee-height and still clung to his mother's legs, she rested her hand on the back of his neck and offered a sweet. In her warm, tough hands was a little bready dessert, dusted with powdered sugar. It was filled with a pleasant mixture of dates and walnuts.

    Ma’amoul, he’d later find out. It must’ve been the most delicious thing Damian had ever eaten. It was addicting. It stuck to his teeth and coated his hands in sugary powder—foreign to anything else he’d experienced.

    The day after, Damian was beaten to death for the first time.

    Or, Damian shares his mother's eyes. This causes more problems than he’s expecting when arriving in Wayne Manor.

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    30 Aug 2025

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    Absolutely wonderful writing, I’d love to see an update

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    The Antarctic Tundra is a cruel place.

    "As he reaches the door handle, his fingers graze it with hesitation. The thought of seeing Techno weighs into his shoulder as it crawls down his spine. Tommy knows this is a bad idea. He knows he shouldn't have come in the first place. Dream wouldn't like this.

    But he had no other choice, and the thought of Logstedshire and everything else secured it."

    Or, truamatized Tommyinnit escapes exile and opts to secretly live rent free under Technoblade's cabin. Surely nothing can come out of this.

    Or, Techno might be a better investigator then Tommy initially thought.

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    15 May 2023

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    And how funny is that?

    The great Valentino, the man who took hell by storm, a part of the most influential and dangerous trio in hell, and (unofficial) partner to one of the most powerful overlords, afraid.

    Because their brand, as Vox constantly tells him, is perfection.

    Despite the flaws and grits underneath, they always present a shiny finish. Harmonized and unstoppable. It’s only within the private walls of their home when they allow themselves to be anything else.

    This image, as Val has been told, is what gives them their power. It’s about the trust and fear they’ve built within Hell's ever changing community. It’s what allows them to be on top. There is no room for anything less than perfect.

    What would happen when Val isn’t perfect anymore?

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    Valentino has always had shitty eyesight, but what would happen when he finally went completely blind?

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    25 Apr 2024

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    “You’re late,” is the first thing that comes out of Vox’s mouth.

    That sharp smile somehow grows wider.

    “I believe the term is ‘fashionably late’ baby,” a smooth voice with a light Spanish accent replies.

    Which… okay if Vox is being honest, is kind of hot.

    Screen heating up a little more, Vox shoots a bored look.

    “Or just late,” he snips back. “Oh well,” he claps his hands. “Doesn’t matter, you ready to get down to business?”

    “Oh baby,” a bright gleam in endless red eyes, “I’m always ready to get down.”

    Vox is already regretting this decision.

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    Moments in time throughout Vox and Val's relationship. Vox may have no idea what the moth demon will bring to his life, but neither does Val.

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    12 May 2024

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    You don’t even have the face for TV.

    The last words he’d heard played over and over again in his memory. The irony was not lost on him. Ha fucking ha.

    In that moment, fueled by his early demise and the bitter satire of the shape of his own head, he decided that he was going to really make something of himself here. He was going to be more famous, more powerful than that fucker had ever been. His skin prickled with what felt like electricity at the thought.

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    Vox, within his first hours in hell, filled with nothing but greedy ambition, seeks out the most powerful demon in media and asks him for a job.

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