LobsterChai
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more than a single sunset by LobsterChai
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series), A Crown of Candy - Fandom
22 Nov 2021
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The dull pain in her chest shatters all at once in a radial burst of brilliant agony, like thin glass against stone. The world shatters with her as her body pitches forward, her vision filled with a spinning kaleidoscope of sky and stone and land and blood.
Belizabeth falls, and is devoured by open air. She lands in a garden. Again, and again.
In which the last moments of life can be their own haunting. Inspired by Episode 5 of Bly Manor.
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rough and tough and bourgeoisie by LobsterChai
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series), Fantasy High
24 Dec 2020
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By the time Fabian arrives at Aguefort Academy, he knows exactly what sort of man he is going to be. So when a weird orcish boy with hair in his eyes offers a pitiful little flower to him, Fabian has his fist planted deep in his stomach before he even has to think. The voice of Bill Seacaster cheers uproariously in his head.
In which it's hard to live up to a dead man's name, much less your own.
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she who god favors by LobsterChai
Fandoms: A Crown of Candy - Fandom, Dimension 20 (Web Series)
11 Aug 2020
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Out of respect for Citrina’s preferences in life, her doppelgänger is memorialized with a blue hood covering her head. Only the slightest hints of honey-gold hair peek out from beneath it, and Belizabeth’s eyes fixate on them hungrily.
“I know what your hair looked like, beneath the veil,” she whispers so faintly she practically mouths the words, “The people who come here do not, but I do–every last twist and trace of it.”
In which there are things no amount of penance can account for.
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“While we believe to have her name and nationality she went by in her previous life, because of contact she has made with certain expositors,” their dark eyes lock onto Beau, “She appears to answer to the name ‘Jester.’”
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Things that Fig does not expect to find when she opens the sliding door to the backyard: her wife Ayda putting the finishing touches on what could only be described as a moderately, meaning person, sized twig and thatch nest. There it is, sitting in the middle of their yard, and there she is, Ayda, bending low to insert long cinnamon sticks intermittently around the structure.
Or, in which the title of archdevil is a capital "P" permanent position, and the consequences of forever can never be accounted for.
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“I was thinking,” Satoru croons, plopping himself down into Suguru’s personal bubble. The mattress dips with the added weight, their thighs touching. “We should fuck around.”
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05 Aug 2025