LiversWater
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That’s it.”
He practically sobbed, reaching into his pocket and- holy shit it’s a GUN! Are you getting robbed AGAIN? OVER FROOTY-POPS???
“I’m sick of this!” He grabbed you by the shirt collar, popping the seams a bit and nearly dragging you over the counter. Frooty-pop juice soaked into your shirt. Ok so you’re not getting robbed, you’re getting murdered.
“Oh my god!” You cried, “Please don’t shoot me! I have so many paint chips to collect, PLEASE!”He laughed, kind of spitting on you in that gross way people do sometimes. He smelled like a lukewarm fridge and body odor. What a dick, laughing at your paintchip collection. It's very respectable.., the paintchip collection.
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you bone that twink
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Turns out Zim’s PAK responds to Dib’s electromagnetic field. They accidentally have sex about it.
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31 Dec 2025
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After accidentally fulfilling his decade-long dream of handing Zim over to the government, Dib finds himself surrounded by (albeit minor) fame, fan mail, and festering emotional emptiness. So, directionless and depressed, Dib makes a deal to destroy everything he’s earned. The following are the terms:
1. Pick up a blade
2. Reap one hundred souls
3. Trade them for Zim before he's lost forever.There’s no catch. Well, the vengeful spirits might be. But that’s always the risk of sweet revenge.
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30 Dec 2025
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listen to two trucks by lemon demon while reading this or it will be incomprehensable
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28 May 2025
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Oh my goodness oh my damn oh my goodness they goin ham
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Be the Death of Me by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
17 Dec 2024
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The insurmountable sound of the roof caving in, the support beams failing, and the marble decorations shattering around him seemed to stop all at once. There was nothing but silence. Cold, abrupt, threatening silence.
As quickly as it had begun, the disaster simply ceased.
“Woah,” an unknown voice chimed, echoing through the rubble. A man smiled down at him, his expression bordering somewhere between surprised and amused. “You’ve caused quite a bit of chaos here, haven’t you?”
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After accidentally wreaking havoc inside a temple in the woods, Grian finds himself indebted to a god he doesn't know, as well as a strange man who calls himself the temple's priest.
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- Part 1 of Until the End
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30 Nov 2025
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An uncanny knack for survival that boy possessed, a vicious refusal to simply die.
Broken as his body was, as twisted and shredded, as the cloth on his back was tattered, as painfully it was clinging to his wound, he persisted. Bore the lacerations across his flesh, some still smoking and others oozing, with his head still above the rest; cradled the gaping wound in his abdomen like an expecting woman, careful of her forming young.
Were he Irken, he surely would’ve hit the Big Red Button implanted into his arm. Vortian, he’d do similar with a rigged, last-ditch-effort-only bracelet. Yet he persists, unsteady feet in boots full of popped blisters under him—he will survive. He will live.
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Dib and Gaz have something stolen from them. By any means necessary, they will get it back.
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23 Nov 2025