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    the kids are sad and nobody has a good time ever.

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  1. Public Bookmark 54

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    Kazuha lifts a hand and cups his cheek, his touch gentle, assured. He says, “Drift with me,” softly.

    “What?” Heizou says, mostly automatically. Kazuha’s hand is hot and he feels it with his whole body, nerves lighting up in his goddamn toes from his touch.

    “Drift with me,” Kazuha repeats, sliding his palm up his cheek until his fingers are woven into Heizou’s hair. “Try again.”

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    11 Jan 2025

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    perfect fic, no notes, i can't think about it too long or i begin to claw at the walls and wail

  2. Public Bookmark 39

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    That's right. Curly was already home. He takes a long minute to answer, and when he does, his tongue clicks against his teeth. "You ever think about time dilation? How time moves slower in dead zones?"

    "It's negligible by the microseconds. We're not cruising on an event horizon." As he spun, Jimmy's dark hair blew over his face like brush in the wind. Curly watched him with tepid amusement. If Jimmy didn't have his ass in the cockpit when he took the stimulants, he had a hell of a time pinning his focus on something useful. They'd learned that the hard way, because the first time, Jimmy did most of what he's doing now.

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    01 Dec 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 10

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    J: Right. Well, I actually had to ask if I could come over this Sunday and

    T: You always come over on Sundays.

    J: (pleased) Right.

    T: Whether I want you to or not.

    J: Yeah, but you do want me there.

    Tubbo.

    You do, right?

    T: I'm just messing with you. Of course I do. Michael would be bored without his weird neighbour.

    J: And I'm proud to be one!

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    conversations and revelations

    [written for the MCYT Playwriting Festival 2024!]

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    09 Oct 2024

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    AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AUU AUU AUU

  4. Public Bookmark 16

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    Marius was a starving man who had never known fulfilment and had gone famished and wanting for a century without ever being sated. Until now.

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    22 Jul 2024

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    *through clenched teeth* i promise i’m really normal about marius and his bloodlust now come closer

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    He should ask what the experiment is. He should definitely ask what the experiment is, because he knows Cellbit could say anything from can you help me make a soda volcano to do you think a nuke would work on the island?

    In that range of possibilities, though, Pac would never expect the next words out of Cellbit’s mouth to be, “How do you think I taste?”

    Cellbit requests an unconventional experiment of Pac. This is what ensues. (Ingredients Nondisclosed.)

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    22 Apr 2024

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    literally ruined my day, week, month, basically my entire life i think yeah i'm not getting over this anytime soon who wanna come over to my maintenance corrider an- [jumped from behind]