SaHaraNchibo
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No summary yet. Not sure where this is going, but I had to get it down.
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A one shot idea that got out of hand. Based around my DND campaign.
What if the whole party was charmed against one of their own?- Language:
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A little one shot of the secret wedding for DND
Also, writing practice.
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Just a little one shot from my DND campaign and some writing exercise.
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What if Wilbur hadn't made it home the night he was stabbed?
(Inspired by Tommyinnit's Clinic for Supervillains by bonesandthebees GO READ IT!!!!!!!)The thought of his family pulled him back to the moment. They didn’t know where he was. He didn’t even know where he was and there was some random boy in front of him, holding a glass of water.
Wasn’t he just holding that?
Wilbur looked up at the figure and cocked his head slightly.
The Blond held out the glass, which Wilbur took and began sipping from it.
“Are you back from the dead?” The boy looked annoyed. “cause, I gotta get ready for work and you can’t be here when I get back.”
Wilbur took a slow breath. “Where am I?” he whispered, his voice scratchy and low. Made even more so with the voice changer still around his throat.
You’re in my apartment, dickhead, and you need to get out.”
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When Orym finds out that Dorian's never gotten to do his own Christmas decorations and gets overwhelmed in the process, he decides it's high time they start some Christmas traditions of their own, including sharing his beloved Christmas cookie recipe.
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- Part 2 of Risa's Hallmark Channel
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Something Happened On The Way To Heaven by SweetSilentSteps for biorusted
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
18 Nov 2024
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Captured by the Paragon’s Call and about to be ransomed home against his will, Dorian makes a daring escape from their supposedly impenetrable fortress and slips away quietly into the night. Then, when the crawler gang finally catches up with him miles from Bassuras, he is rescued by a daring half-elf and his raven companion who aren’t all that they appear to be.
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Dorian Storm, unmoored and free for the first time in his life, blows into a mountain village on winds leading him to the Rift between the material world and the elemental plane of air.
Orym of the Air Ashari has spent the past six years falling into a routine of duty and family after an unexplained tragedy struck Zephrah. It is a numb but comfortable existence, as the Exandria somehow keeps spinning.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
“You’re having fun?” Leeta asks.
Orym rolls his eyes. Six years later and they still dote on him. He’s lucky, he reminds himself. “Yes. Good drink, good music… Questionable company aside, I’m having fun.”
“Plus the good view.” Baernie adds, motioning her mug back towards the bard, now onto another jaunty tune, but this time in a language Orym doesn’t understand. It’s all smooth vowels and soft consonants, rushing into his ear like the very wind itself. He’s already staring by the time Baernie’s words register, and he quickly brings up his mug for another long draw, hoping the tall folk sized drinking vessel covers up any hint of heat he can feel rising to his cheeks. It is a good view. He hadn’t even realized that was something he could still notice.
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Muse shifted, hands in his pockets. When he spoke again, the lightness in his voice suddenly felt sickly.
"You're one to talk," he said, and Tommy could hear the danger underlying his lilting words. "I saw what you had in your pockets. Are you playing Robin Hood, then? Steal from the rich and give to the poor? Or are you just a petty thief who beats up thugs to placate his own conscience?"
Tommy glowered.
"You know nothing about me."
Tommy needs to fly, Ranboo needs to provide, and Tubbo needs both of them to stop giving him a heart attack damnit. Meanwhile, Wilbur is not distracted from his job as a hero by a scrappy vigilante who won't stop running his mouth, thank you very much, Technoblade.
*This fic is completed and currently updating every other day. :)
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”Did you kill someone?” Wilbur asked, before immediately following up with- “No, you didn’t. You’re, like, twelve.”
“Eighteen.” A lie, of course— Tommy was sixteen. Theseus Inne, however, was eighteen. Wilbur didn’t have to know that.
”Was it aggravated assault? Aiding and abetting slash accessory? Arson? Assault slash battery? Attempted mur-“
”Are you listing crimes off in alphabetical order?!” Tommy finally turned to glare at the man, who only wore a mischievous grin that made him want to punch him a second time.
”Maybe.”
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or: benchtrio + sbi steampunk/dystopian/cyberpunk au
permanently suspended and discontinued due to recent events.