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All is quiet this lovely night.
It’s perfect, to Pierrot. No one is around to notice him as he slips onto your balcony, hardly making a sound. No one is around to raise a brow as he slowly slides your door open, sliding it closed once he slips inside your room.
There is no one to witness the debauchery of his nightly antics in your apartment.
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Or: Pierrot masturbates while you sleep, and fantasizes of all the filthy things he'd love to do to you
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28 Apr 2026
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Blood in the Water, Lights in the Deep by theashenmoon
Fandoms: The Freak Circus (Visual Novel)
27 Apr 2026
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You, one of the merfolk, live in a society where your success in life depends heavily on song. Unfortunately for you, you cannot sing. In a year of poor hunting, your pod finally finds a use for you: a sacrifice to the leviathans who live in the deep trenches. You believe death is all that awaits you in the depths, but a past act of kindness means you may not be as doomed as you think.
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31 Jan 2026
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5+1: The first time each Spectre truly finds out that Kallus is just some guy, and sees a bit of themselves in him. Plus Zeb witnessing his family slowly turn the corner on deciding to file adoption papers for this full grown man.
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24 Dec 2025
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i'll paint you mornings of gold by howlingmoonrise (TheDarkStoryteller) for OceanMystery
Fandoms: Labyrinth (1986)
25 Jul 2024
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It started slowly. Slowly enough to creep unnoticed until the roots are too deep to dig out, until he had seeds for marrow, sap for blood, and there was no undoing it anymore. If he was weak, it was because the Labyrinth was still recovering; if his lungs felt tight, then it was because of that bitter taste of defeat. It was only one morning, when he woke amongst the broken ruins of his castle, cradled in torn sheets of spidersilk and sunlight, that the pain was so sharp, so tight, that he turned to the side and retched - and then there was the taste of sweet nectar on his tongue. And petals, small things, innocent as any flower could be, clinging to his throat, to the roof of his mouth, to the backs of his teeth.
So he orders the ivy burnt. The roses beheaded. The lilies torn by the roots.
No flower will live in his Labyrinth, after this.
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15 Dec 2024