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Your Tomorrow by sami_is_writing
Fandoms: 楽しいムーミン一家 | Moomin (Anime 1990), Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson
05 Jun 2025
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Moomintroll and Snufkin spend their last day together before Snufkin leaves for the winter. The unsaid things remain unsaid, but they crawl ever closer to slipping out.
The smoke from Snufkin’s pipe drifted upward in tendrils of grey, carried along the wind as if in chase of the flocks migrating South. Seeking adventure, even as he promised Moominvalley would always be his home. Yearning to run, even as his legs dangled idly from his perch on the railing, kicking at the air. Never content to stay in place.
”Snufkin,” Moomintroll began, if only to break the silence.
”Hm?” Snufkin replied, lifting the pipe from his lips. He twirled it absentmindedly between his fingers.
”Would— I mean, I know you’ve told me, but … could you really not stay? Would it be so terrible?”
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Fears, Be Still, Troubles Cease by sami_is_writing
Fandoms: Hades (Supergiant Games Video Games)
21 May 2025
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Scylla’s gals make sure she knows how pretty she is.
Gently, Roxy’s hands, soft and pink as coral, settled on her form from behind. Resting her head on Scylla’s shoulder, she stared, not into the mirror, but into the eyes that had made so many men cower and had watched so many drown. And she was not afraid.
“Scylla, darling,” Roxy murmured, lithe red tail entwining with a dark, slimy tentacle as though the two were no different in her eyes. “If you keep looking at our girlfriend like that, we’re going to have problems.”
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Zagreus is burnt out, and it kind of freaks everyone out. Thanatos helps him talk (and kiss) through it. Also: picnic.
Thanatos’ fingers twitched, considering. Too swiftly, nervously and impulsively, he placed a hand atop one of Zagreus’ own. "Sometimes," he murmured, nestling his slender fingers into the gaps between Zagreus’, "You must take a break, my dear ... friend."
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“I do not wish to speak to you, wanderer.”
“Oh,” a woman’s voice replied. “I’m sorry, I did not mean to disturb you. I’m Melinoë.”
A sickening swoop ravaged his senses. Had he any blood, it would have run cold. An unfamiliar, lost feeling overtook him; his eyes opened and a flash of hope shimmered in his irises.
“Melinoë?” Patroclus looked up, and it all made sense.
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Snapshots of Melinoë running into Patroclus in the Fields of Mourning, and Patroclus' endless self-reflections
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24 May 2025
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He loves her, he thinks, in a weird sort of way. Loves her like a bird loves a cage, like a moth loves a candle flame. She is the one reason he’s alive, and so many of the reasons he wishes he weren’t. She hurts him, but never as much as he wants her to, never enough to soothe his pain. She is the only person on this island that he doesn’t hate, and he thinks this is the closest thing to love he can have now.
She has succeeded in molding him, but he doesn’t think she’s happy with the result. He is dried clay and sharp pottery shards all in too many pieces to put back together. It doesn’t stop her from trying.
Odysseus, Calypso, and seven long years.
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There is a black hole where your stomach should be.
Your vision spins, but you smile at Bonnie and take a bite of rice and curry. Bonnie smiles back, wide and gleeful and oh-so ignorant of that hunger gnawing on your bones, digging into their own plate.
The taste of burnt sugar floods your tongue.
You.
You do your best not to throw up.
Siffrin sits down for a celebratory meal with everyone after breaking free from the loops.
(aka, everything goes completely normally and siffrin definitely doesn't cry for no reason at all.)
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19 May 2025
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The Curtain Falls (Yet the Show Goes On) by Hazelnuthelper
Fandoms: In Stars And Time (Video Game)
18 May 2025
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He looks so small, Mirabelle thinks, lying there. Eye closed, hands over his chest like he’s in a casket. Their expression is almost calm. There’s no fear on their face, no hurt, no sorrow. Just quiet acceptance. She hates that look. It’s worse, she decides. Worse than if they looked pained.
“Why?” Mirabelle whispers. She isn’t sure who she’s asking. Siffrin? Herself? A God who won't answer? "Why did you do this? Why now, why like this? Why didn’t I notice?"
Siffrin dies. The loop does not end.
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You're the first one to notice.
(After the events of the game, red stayed in this world of black and white.)
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18 May 2025