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tenacity and other pain-won lessons by alligator_writes
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
20 Mar 2025
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"Viktor thought he knew the comprehensive list of all his nonworking parts: the leg, of course, but also the childhood rickets, his lungs, his spine, the calcium deficiency that left his teeth stained slightly more yellow than topsiders’, whatever made him… bendier than the average person, and not always in a good way.
Evidently, topside is intent on adding more to that list.
It does not matter. When he is the only one in the lecture hall who can answer the professor’s question - a leading one that she said they will know by the end of the semester - as a self-taught trencher, he relaxes. He even smiles.
There is only the work."
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Snapshots of Viktor's time at the Academy. There are quite a few necessary adjustments he must make.
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The Academy-era Viktor fic I wanted to see in the world.
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So, Viktor sleeps only three hours through no fault of his own. But if he had slept more, he would have arrived at the lab earlier. Or he would have seen the sliver of light underneath the door. Or he would have heard the footsteps inside.
Decidedly not human footsteps.
But because Viktor failed to sleep properly last night, he arrives at the lab later than usual, later than Jayce, and does not notice these things.
Hence his surprise when he opens the door to see Jayce playing with a dog.
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There is a dog in the lab. Viktor and Jayce have a conversation about keeping it. What they don't say to each other is probably more important.
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It’s longer than it’s ever been, mostly evened out from the last crooked bowl cut she got from Before - the last one she’d ever get, which, hey, she can’t fuck those up anymore, one less thing, whoop dee doo - and it falls into her face ever time she hunches over something with her tools.
When her hair flops into her face again, she screams. She shoves everything off her bench and hunts viciously for a pair of scissors.
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The Jinx hair evolution/symbolism fic I wanted to see in the world.
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"Eddie had a sip of beer for the first time at nine. The can was lukewarm, sitting by the overflowing ashtray in the living room. It was gross.
Rehab centers, Steve thinks, shouldn’t look so fucking depressing."
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In which Eddie went down a path he shouldn't have, and Steve crawls back up, against all odds.
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The sequel/prequel I've been incapable of shutting up about for months.
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- Part 2 of steddie, but make it daisy jones
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“I need you to hurt me,” Steve says, like that’s a normal conversation starter.
On some days, like today, it is.
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Steve "masochist" Harrington and Eddie "service sadist" Munson, featuring sickeningly sweet sex, hot, healthy consent, and Silly Putty as a way of explaining masochism.
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- Part 6 of sting, and other brainworms
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In which inside thoughts became outside thoughts. Trans Steve smut series featuring equal amounts of depravity, humor, sweetness, and gender thoughts.
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Steddie, modern AU, starting with what I’ve affectionately dubbed “the cowboy fic.”
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Just some loosely connected works, most of them Steddie. Ordered chronologically but can be read independently. That’s all.
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In which Azula is banished with Zuko, and that changes everything. Fundamentally, an Azula redemption story.
Eventual Zukki and Mailee.
Updates at least once every two weeks!
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Out of My League by Fitz and The Tantrums
Starlight by Muse
Ok Pal by M83Spamton G. Spamton never set out to be a star—he just wanted to keep the lights on. Tenna, on the other hand, was born for the screen: larger than life, loud as neon, dazzling in every sense. Together they built Mr. Ant Tenna’s T.V. Time!! from the ground up—two nobodies chasing an impossible dream in the heart of Cyber City.
What began as a partnership built on caffeine, late nights, and shared ambition slowly becomes something else entirely: a story about devotion, timing, and what it means to be seen.
OR; Spamton is secretly in love with his best friend of ten years.
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03 Nov 2025
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Susie and Kris have been having trouble finding Tenna a new home. Instead they convince him to get comfortable where he is, and to reconcile with an old [???].
aka Spamtenna remarriage fic. you agree. click to read.
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27 Oct 2025
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It was a foregone conclusion that Tenna was stronger than Spamton. It was obvious in everything about him. In his stature, towering so high that Spamton barely reached above the knee of his resting height. In his status as the ruler of his Dark World, where Spamton was just a regular Addison in his. It followed, then, that their magic followed the same rule. Spamton was weak, even by Addison standards, but it wouldn’t have mattered. Tenna was the ruler of an entire Dark World. Reality itself bent to his whims here. Spamton’s magic was a fading candle in the face of Tenna’s bonfire, fighting to stay lit. So weak that his attacks hardly felt like attacks at all.
OR: In the Big Shot Era, Tenna realizes the full force of his and Spamton's power differential. In the present day, Spamton demonstrates just how much he's changed since then.
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21 Oct 2025
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Spamton, ever the master disappearing act, vanishes right before an important broadcast-only to turn up on Tenna's doorstep in the middle of the night, begging to be let in like an abandoned alley-cat. Despite knowing better, Tenna lets him back inside.
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21 Oct 2025
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The spreadsheets, the spreadsheet-ing, God, since when did he draw up his own spreadsheets, had been a pleasant distraction from his racing thoughts, but now?
"Come visit, Ant," He had said quietly over the phone a handful of hours before, exhausted then too, still awake now, "Once you're off the hook."
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12 Oct 2025