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Once recovering from the shock of falling, you opened your eyes to someone’s face inches away from yours.
It was a pippins, more specifically, the green one. You didn’t know her well, not enough to even know her name.
And now you were pinned underneath her.
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Tenna would not stop moving. He was an animated guy, sure! But his movements were stiff, uncoordinated, nothing like they should be.
What the hell was wrong with him?!
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Jongler idley stands in the Mike's break room, waiting for their coffee to brew, when a familiar Mic shaped coworker of theirs shows up. She... really isn't lookin' too hot.
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20 Feb 2026
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Tenna meets Mike in castle town, before leaving forever, and some things are finally revealed for the first time.
"When he asks Mike to do something, either we do it, he does it himself, or it just sort of happens.
Who is Mike, is he like Tennas imaginary friend or something!?"Bookmarked by dusty_components
07 Dec 2025
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There’s a pot of coffee still left on the burner, three-fourths of the way empty. The light of the machine is off, but it can’t have been turned off that long ago. He rests the knuckles of his hands just beside the glass to test for any heat.
It’s… not cold.
It’ll have to do, he decides, and finds a mug in a drawer, pouring the last of the pot into it. Then, swigs it back.
In which Battat comes to regret drinking the last of that coffee.
[ MIND THE TAGS - this is pure self indulgent fetish work ]
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25 Oct 2025
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one of the hottest pieces of writing on this website i'm so serious
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It turns out, battery acid does not sit well in the stomachs of non-digital darkners.
(this is a kink fic, read the tags etc)
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19 Sep 2025
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“So…a green pippins, huh?” He glanced over him once more. This was, apparently, his favorite Mike after all. It was strange seeing him out of costume. “And you’re…skinny?”
What? What? What? What was that supposed to mean?
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03 Sep 2025
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4th time reading it it's still sooooo wonderful (throws confetti everywhere)