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After one of the more painful minutes of Fig’s life, the door creaked open and Jawbone asked “What the hell happened to the lights?” The answering shout was ten different variations on the word surprise—Fig was pretty sure Aelwyn yelled “We got you, you fool!”—no matter how many times they’d practiced yelling it in unison. At least Adaine remembered to drop the darkness and nobody thought they were getting attacked, which had been a legitimate concern given everyone at Mordred’s track record.
It was all very bright, and very loud, and Fig watched Jawbone make exactly the face he’d always wanted to make except more genuine, and she surprised herself by starting to cry. Sandra Lynn got to Fig before she’d decided whether or not to brave the crowd and go see Jawbone herself.
“You cried at your sixth birthday party, too,” she said, and laughed at the middle finger Fig put up in response. “Okay, I’ll stop pointing out that you have feelings.”
(a story in which sandra lynn and jawbone celebrate their love too much and also, they constantly reaffirm their beautiful little family)
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your hands were making artifacts in the corner of my mind by eemolu
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
13 Sep 2025
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Ragh tried to put his head down, but Fabian was quicker. He put one palm on Ragh’s forehead and held it there until Ragh said, “It’s embarrassing.”
“Okay, this is getting ridiculous.” Fabian took his hand away and Ragh, in a truly baffling moment of self pity, let it fall forward and full-force slam into the table. He picked it back up again, unfazed. “We fought the Nightmare King together. You were there at the first shrimp party when I threw up marinara sauce into the third hot tub. You watched me try to make Aelwyn Abernant think I was cool for an entire summer. Nothing you say can be more embarrassing than any of that.”
It seemed like the argument worked, because Ragh grabbed his drink, downed it, and said, “I think I just now realized I need to get over Gorgug.”
Well. “Shit.”
(fabian and ragh hit the town after a bloodrush game and do their very best to move past the big crushes they maybe both had on their good friend)
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It wasn’t until Kristen had slammed the door behind her and was trying to get her seatbelt on that Gorgug realized how little time they’d spent together, just the two of them. It wasn’t that he didn’t like hanging out with Kristen, because he did. He always had. Gorgug loved Kristen. He’d walk through fire for her, and he was pretty sure he had, unless he was misremembering one or five battles. Maybe it was venom, but for sure some dragon-shaped thing had been spitting something at him that hurt like hell. All that to say, Gorgug usually saw Kristen in group settings. The whole party was there, or the Mordred girls, or over the past several months especially Kristen hadn’t ever been seen without Riz and his campaign clipboard. But there they were, just the two of them, driving away from Tracker’s new apartment in the Hangvan.
(gorgug and kristen go for a long drive together and talk about life and also the many deaths they have in common)
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They were talking about Spring Break Quests when Antiope put down her soda and said, “Is there a single faculty member that isn’t related to Fig Faeth?” Everyone at their table—and it was a pretty packed table, what with the whole party and their boyfriends and various stragglers—turned to look at where Fig was standing with her arm in the recycling bin up to her elbow. Gilear was next to her looking worried and embarrassed and a little more damp than usual. When she saw everyone looking, Fig grinned and waved with her other hand.
Sam rolled her eyes. “Is there a single faculty member that isn’t related to you?”
“My sister and who else?” Antiope shot back.
And because they were already careening towards a fight, Yelle put her hands out in front of her and interrupted: “Zelda can tell us how many faculty members Fig is related to.”
(okay, you know the scene in twilight where anna kendrick is telling bella all about how the cullens live together and date each other? this is that, but for the bad kids' parental polycule, because no one can tell me it isn't insane juicy gossip during all of sophomore year)
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When Miya felt someone grab her shoulder she whirled around, one hand twisting to grip and pull the wrist back, the other whipping up as power crackled between her fingertips. But it felt wrong, cosmically wrong, deep enough that she could tell it was the well of the city where she drew her magic going woah, stop and think, probably, and Miya might have only been fourteen but she knew enough to listen. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw Pete standing next to her wearing his trusty old cowboy hat and, less trusty and less old, his infant.
“Jesus Christ, kid,” he said. The hand she didn’t have in her grip was up in front of him, palm out. “Baby on board. Don’t shoot.”
(i missed miya matsui so i manufactured a reason to write about her and how much she is loved etc.)
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- Part 3 of everything's gonna be all right, i know
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ricky matsui single dadverse !!! miya matsui my beloved <3
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they're teenagers ... you KNOW they're on their crystals texting when they should be doing literally anything else. and it's become my life's work to aproximate what that would be like
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Basrar swirls his hands in front of him, and with a burst of magic an ice cream sundae appears on the table.
“Fantastic,” Ayda says. “The creation of something from nothing. A truly splendid use of conjuration. I would deeply enjoy discussing the differences between the conjuration magic of djinn and the conjuration magic of wizards, but I won’t have this conversation now, because it wouldn't be as enjoyable as eating ice cream with Fig. On this date. We’re on a date. It's our first date, I’m very excited about it.”
“She’s my succubus,” Fig says. “Can we get spoons?”
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02 Jan 2025
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When their bond loses the immediate context of volleyball, they're left to consider why it's still so vital and important.
Meeting again, by chance, six years later.
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20 Apr 2023
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It's too far out of her way and she's wasting so much money, but Lily can't help but return to the bookstore every weekend, where her passion for good literature has, perhaps, been unexpectedly reignited by the messy-haired, pun-making, rather handsome bloke who works there.
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22 Jan 2022
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made weak by time and fate, but strong in will by Dialux
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
23 Nov 2019
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In one world, James Potter is wandless when he faces Voldemort.
In another, he’s not.
[Apocalypse AU, where both Potters survive.]
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research and disaster by blueh
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
24 Feb 2020
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There should have been nothing remarkable about two people in a busy cafeteria, but Becket takes in the familiar sight of curly hair, brown eyes, and a t-shirt with a science pun on it talking animatedly alongside Actual Anthony Edward Stark and promptly drops his lunch.
He gapes for a solid second, seeing but not believing. It definitely doesn’t look like Mr. Stark is forcing the kid to leave, or firing him, or escorting him to security given the relaxed smiles on both of their faces. If anything, Becket thinks Mr. Stark looks rather proud.
“So, uh, Mr. Stark definitely knows Roomba-Kid,” Becket says and discreetly tilts his head in the direction of the pair.
“Oh my god,” Jess says. She almost sounds gleeful. “Oh my god, he’s not just some random kid. He’s Mr. Stark’s kid.”
or: the interns at Stark Industries have some questions about Peter Parker. The answers aren’t quite what they expect.