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I Will Change Your Fate by Blackh0urglasssand
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
10 Aug 2026
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“Where’s your party?” Scott asked.
Martyn shrugged. “Where’s yours?”
“Somewhere.” Scott hummed, lips quirking up into a little smile. “You don’t have a party?”
“Nope.” Martyn said, popping the ‘p’ and taking a swig from his tankard.
“Are you looking for one?” Scott asked, and Martyn had to stop himself from reacting when Grian kicked him under the table. He did glare at him though, which only prompted Grian to give him a very persuasive ‘don’t screw this up’ look before he was redirecting his attention to whatever Scar and Mumbo had started bickering about in the meantime.
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Martyn is cursed with the ability to see people's past lives whenever he touches them. It's a secret he doesn't plan on sharing, but when he finds himself in the middle of a chaotic little adventuring party, he quickly discovers that he's not the only one with secrets worth keeping.
A Mean Gills-Centric Fantasy AU, Monster of the Week Style for the first half or so but with overarching plot.
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
[[ Completed ]]
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- Part 1 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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“Where are the rest of your friends?” a figure in a white fencing uniform called out. However, instead of a fencing mask, it wore a white porcelain mask with a purple rectangle etched into it, covering her entire face.
“Out,” Martyn snapped.
“That’s a shame, we were having so much fun,” it deadpanned. “And I don’t think your friend here would like it if we talked again.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Scott interrupted.
“I’m done playing this silly game,” Martyn glared at them. His voice was low and dangerous. “None of these niceties, none of this beating around the bush. I’m sick of all of this.”
Or: Martyn wouldn't consider himself good, more... good adjacent. So when Cleo, the head of the hero organization calls him in to investigate the dissappearance of Solidarity, he accepts. He joins forces with his best friend, the ghost of the legendary super villain Red King and the mysterious hero, Major. However, nothing as it seems as he's thrown into a time loop searching for a way to save people he barely knows.
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- Part 1 of To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
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Really, it's incredibly obnoxious, the way these two fit so well in the aching gaps between his ribs where loss has dug its claws in. They ought to be planning out their next runs, trying to figure out any possible way to get a hold of some new drop-related information. It's the apocalypse, and the list of things to do is arduous, infinite.
But there's organizing and sewing to do, too. So he lets the ever-present song of grief that haunts him fade into the jaunty, obscure pop-rock song that Cleo is certainly butchering. He stabs himself with his needle and bites out a few bouts of unpleasant words that make Etho’s eyes light up while he bubbles with laughter.
Yeah, maybe this is alright. Grian can worry about the rest of it tomorrow. It's the apocalypse, and all they have is time.
Grian, Cleo, and Etho are family; even if it's unusual, even if it's the zombie apocalypse. They wear their routines and quirks on their sleeves, keep their secrets and pasts buried six feet deep. But some ghosts are too vicious to outrun, and some secrets are far too fickle to keep.
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Christ, this was going to be a long trip. Martin stared at the bed and breakfast they’d finally arrived at, just as the stars were beginning to wink into view. His bag felt insurmountably heavy in his hands, like it was filled with the weight of every single lie he was desperately hiding behind and that he would have to maintain for—god, weeks.
He was fucked. He was so, so fucked.
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Jon, Sasha, Tim, and Martin are sent to investigate a series of disappearances on a small island off the coast of Scotland. As Jon resolves to ignore his crush on Martin and tries to figure out what the voices that whisper in his ear are trying to tell him, Martin struggles to keep up appearances and tries to ignore the fog that clings to him tightly. As they continue to unravel the secrets the island holds, they grow closer, and they begin to realize that things are not always as they seem.
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