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either way you turn by t4tarmandaniel (killtheparty)
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
15 Aug 2024
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“And what,” he manages, “are you- providing, exactly?”
“An opportunity,” Armand says, pulling back to speak. “To finally be… interesting.”(or, armand tries his hand at retribution. daniel’s along for the ride.)
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like a real fucking starfire by chandeliersandcaviar (killtheparty)
Fandoms: Natasha Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 - Malloy
04 Mar 2024
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anatole is content. but contention does not deter curiosity, and anatole is so very curious.
(or, what if anatole wanted to very affectionately top fedya)
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Wilbur’s alive. Excited and vibrant, less human than live-wire, conducting electricity throughout himself with growing glee. This is why he’s back, he’s sure of it. He needs to make things right.
Quackity’s mouth pulls into a snarl.
“Wilbur, hey. What happened to off my fucking property?”-
The final law of the improbability principle is the law of near enough. This says that if you expand what you mean by a coincidence or improbable event sufficiently, you can make it as likely as you want.
(or, did they or didn’t they?)
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“Unbelievable. You really just don’t know when to fucking stop, do you?”
“Hm,” Wilbur hums, daring a look upwards into Quackity’s unforgiving eyes. “Sounds like more of your problem than mine.”
His growing boldness is abruptly kicked all the way back to square one as Quackity, for the first time since their, ahem, last meeting, touches him, fingers grazing over his chest before clamping into a fist in his shirt.
“Oh, I’ll make it your fucking problem, Soot.”-
or, wilbur needs punishing. quackity’s just the man for the job.
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and all i ever want (is breaking me apart) by dizzyizzy (killtheparty)
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
18 Dec 2022
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Izzy isn’t gonna think about it. He’s not thinking about it. He’s just touching the stupid thing until it fucks back off, and then he can continue to act like a normal goddamn human being and maybe get some bloody sleep for once.
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(He thinks about it.)
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remember when you told me about the thing you do? first of the month, before you meet anyone, before you say anything, you told me, say white rabbit, white rabbit into the empty air. for good luck. i said i am already phenomenally lucky especially with women and you told me no woman would ever touch me with a five-foot stick. i still think that was copium of you.
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from tommy innit to wilbur soot. on purity, beginnings, and cold weather.
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my dream smp oneshot, character study, and poem collection, because i don't want my short stuff to collect dust :]
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anything for you, ms. highness by milfgerard (killtheparty)
Fandoms: My Chemical Romance
21 Sep 2022
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“Mornin’, Gee. Bagel?”
Gerard meets his eyes as he walks up, and oh, there’s something mean sitting pretty in there. Frank kinda wants to drag it out by his teeth.(or, the stress of the warped tour somehow makes gerard open up about their gender identity while also fucking the living daylights out of frank.)
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“I’ve got another suggestion for you, Soot. You should make yourself real comfortable with our lovely audience here, because their eyes won’t be coming off of you as long as I wanna keep you up here.”
Wilbur turns to the crowd, smiling lazily at them and wiggling his fingers in a weird little wave.
“Well hello, everybody out there! I’m Wilbur, Wilbur Soot. Ready to have some fun?”
Quackity drapes himself over Wilbur’s shoulders, and whispers into the mic, “I sure am.”
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or, the c!quackbur fic that has it all: exhibitionism, puppy play, brat taming, bickering, more bickering, don’t-you-dare-call-it-obsession, and maybe a few decent orgasms along the way.
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“I- sorry, no, that’s not quite- hm. You can call me Ghostbur, if you like! Yes, that’ll fit, Ghostbur. I- I sort of know you, don’t I?”
Quackity wipes his palms on his pants, and tries to smile back.
“You- don’t you remember me?”—
Quackity, on loving a dead man and what happens next.
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happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust by killtheparty
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
12 Jun 2022
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Grian’s lost a life. Grian’s still here. Grian is laughing and bathed in blood-orange sunlight.
Scar’s never seen a mistake he’s wanted to make more.—
a 3rd life scarian full hotbar flash fic! this is connected to my other 3L fic but it isn’t necessary to read that one to understand this one, and vice versa.
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Even with Tommy and Tubbo vouching for him, he knows Wilbur and Technoblade aren’t convinced. It wouldn’t be a great look for their newest revolutionary to be sneaking into a clearly hidden room just after defecting from Manburg.
So, Quackity pushes aside burning curiosity, pushes aside the hunger inside him yowling for someone to give him a task. Lights a cigarette, and then another, and then Wilbur’s.---
Quackity, on cave-ins and trying to prevent them.
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He knows that L’manberg is dying in his arms. He knows that he is not going to stop defending until it’s all dust, all over again.
Tubbo looks at the piles of rubble around him, legs shaking with fear, and thinks it might’ve always been like this.
(On the president as a supporting role, from the second falling to the first.)
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Water, water, everywhere, and Schlatt’s still fucking thirsty.
(or, young c!wilbur and c!schlatt are stuck together after the water rising challenge. surprise surprise, they get horny about it.)
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What is it that old poem says? Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori. Well, nothing is sweet, and nothing fits right, so the bastard must’ve been lying.
(or, dying for one’s cause, and the aftermath of that.)—
Grian wakes up, yellow and utterly alone. Space to think is the absolute last thing he needs.
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So here he is, healing in the sun. There’s an intriguing patch of freckles forming on his right shoulder that’ll probably start looking like the Greek Cyclades if he spends much more time outside. Wilbur likes the idea of being a human map, of star charts spanning his skin. He’d like to think he’s a man of the world, but he’d also like to be a part of the world, just another animal in the weeds.
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Wilbur Soot, twenty-one, on being a Renaissance man in love.
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- Part 5 of minecraft but all these people are sad (ross's dsmp works)
- Part 2 of golden syrup sun
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It must be that the lighting’s weird, because there’s no way Wilbur’s eyes were always that dark. Under the high, high, so high Tommy can’t imagine the top but not high enough to touch the sky ceiling, they do not sparkle ideals or shine mischief or burn love.
It’s a muffled sort of drowning, down here.
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Tommy Innit, on dirty laundry, pomegranates, and following Wilbur Soot.
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my heart is in my hand, it’s here that i must be by transrev (killtheparty)
Fandoms: Dream SMP
23 Jan 2022
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He didn’t know why he was allowing this. His hands twitched in Wilbur’s grip.
“Then let me destroy you, amor. So long as you spare some shrapnel for me.”
And Quackity just couldn’t let him get away with that.—-
Opposites attract, and halves love to make a whole, so it makes sense that they’ll never get rid of each other, that they’ll both keep crawling back for more. Wilbur just needs to help Quackity come to terms with that.
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he’ll never be a natural at shining, so what the hell. might as well borrow some gilding from someone who doesn’t deserve it.
or maybe he just doesn’t want schlatt to steal another part of him. he paid a pretty penny for that ring, anyway, and it’ll get better use in his mouth than on the hand of some dead, heartless bastard.
ha. heartless. quackity’s new teeth could’ve definitely done the job better, he thinks. they’d have fit right at home sinking into schlatt’s ventricles.
and isn’t that symbolic too? or something like it, anyways.---
there is a ring missing from the corpse of the ex-president. there are two shiny, new teeth in quackity's mouth. these things are not disconnected.
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Constants are surprisingly necessary, even if you’re the ship of Theseus and Schrodinger’s cat, even if you’re both undead, especially if you’re brothers. Tommy and Wilbur, on figuring it out.
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