qtbrunette
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(n.) the journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self, or way of lifeEbott City- crowed, loud, usually dirty. The home of the dreams you've cradled to your chest, a beacon keeping you true to yourself.
One year ago, monsters emerged from the mountain and into the city life.
Your best friend, and roommate of two years, invites you to a party hosted by monsters.
You have a feeling this will change your life.
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Isn't there a word for that?a sans x reader fanfiction
disclaimer: i tried my hardest to tag but if i missed anything feel free to say! also tried to keep reader unspecified appearance wise, but they have specific clothing (usually fem-presenting) and are nicknamed
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You've been through a lot. The world's worst ex, and a court case. You've got blood on your mind and your hands. Monsters are freed from the underground, but you've been too busy to notice much. After a friendly (mostly tense, on your end) meet-cute at the grocery store, your life changes. Definitely for the better, but definitely for the worse. You thaw.
(A Saw inspired Papyrus/Reader fic!)
currently on semi-permanent hiatus, sorry! :(
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Maybe next time you work around Monsters, you should check the ingredients in your perfume oil first.
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“As always, humans first.”
The crowd was silent, clearly unenthusiastic. You tried not to think about your odds—it never did you any good. What were six slips of paper as opposed to hundreds?
With a shaky breath, you quelled the hammering in your chest. It will be okay. You do this every year, right? Every year, you come to the square, watch two members of your community be sentenced to certain death, then go home and silently contemplate the conditions of your world. That’s how it went every year, and you were certain that is how it would go this year.
So when the cold metallic voice announced your name over the loudspeaker, you could feel your heart stop.
Ice shot down your veins and a ringing filled your ear. You thought you could hear your mother scream, but she sounded so far away, you could barely register it. Was it really… it was you?
Another announcement of your name, followed by a sing-song, “come up here, darling!” confirmed yes, you. You were the human tribute of District 12 in the seventy-fourth annual Games.
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- Part 1 of the games we play
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17 Jul 2025
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holy. holy Balls
'who would want to read a sans x reader hunger games au' MEEEEE MEEEE THATS MY ORDER THATS MY HAPPY MEAL PLEASE -
this is (not) okay by artficlly
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Captain America (Movies), Thunderbolts (Movie 2025)
12 May 2025
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marvel au
bucky x personal assistant!readerpersonal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower delivery and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator.
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The Pleasure of Your Voice by SymbaSweet (dofunklethegrunkle)
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
09 Mar 2025
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"Any other girl would be better at this business of having an embarrassing, massive crush on the T.A. Someone who responded normally to being thoroughly smitten with an academic would prove themselves worthy by engaging in his lectures, attending his office hours, acing every assignment and every test. But you? No, you just shut down. You never asked a single question of him following his lectures, you never came to his office to discuss the course, you underperformed on exams, and — most shamefully — your mind wandered to absolutely sinful places whenever he stood at the head of the class and opened his mouth to speak."
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Sunsets in Piltover by SleeplessSagittarius
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
09 Jan 2022
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Piltover was beautiful. Although you weren’t well-travelled, you would wager a significant portion of your assistant’s wage that Piltover could compete for the most beautiful city on the continent. The cumulus clouds hung low in the skyline, serving to illuminate the silhouetted skyscrapers and bridges of this progressive haven. A hazy smattering of reds and oranges peeked through the gaps, leaving the city blanketed in a golden aura, almost glittering in its luxury.
You took another sip of your drink. “If I’d have seen this sight when I was a kid, maybe things would have been different.”
“How so?”