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You were dead set on ignoring the red string that had suddenly appeared around your pinky, it was just an oddity, a cosmic mishap. That is, until your childhood friend shows you he's got the exact same string around his finger. That's when you start getting weird messages from a mystery contact giving you crude 'missions' to complete. Like 'find the other people connected to your red string' and 'fuck the nearest red string target in ten hours'. A totally crude and ridiculous prank. That is, until you're almost hit by a car.
Or: female reader has to play along with the worlds worst wing man's whims
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02 Nov 2025
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You, callsign 'Bumper', had just been pulled out of your unit and reassigned to Task Force 141 on a manhunt for a defector with information wanted by Brass. You're friendly enough, an easy guy to get along with, and frankly in need of some peace and quiet. So, why was your new team acting suspicious enough to make you question them, and why were they trying to rope you into their mess?
Or: male reader forcibly inserted into the 141 polycule, slowburn style ;)
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02 Nov 2025
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“I believe I asked you to call me Kyle, once,” he says, giving you an amused smile.
You don’t frown but it’s a close thing. “I don’t think that would be - appropriate,” you manage. The same response you had given him back then as well, you think.
He frowns instead, and you feel guilt curdle like lukewarm tea in your belly. You shuffle, taking note of how he leans back. You want him back in your space, want the heat of his attention.
“I’m sorry,” you add, desperate for him to not look sad again. You think about his face, searching in the dark of your stairway. It’s impossible to reconcile that he had proposed to spend his life with you. And you cannot even extend the kindness of his name towards him. “Kyle,” you add, before you can stop yourself.
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or: the world ends, and it's only you and the man you barely know who wants to marry you. VICTORIAN, ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!AU
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21 Aug 2025
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I love you Kyle Gaz Garrick!!! Zombie au has my heart
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Notice: Translate from Brazilian Portuguese with your browser. A personagem pode ser lida como Reader ou OC
Rick Sanchez é um buraco negro ambulante — o gênio mais cínico e autodestrutivo da existência que engoliu o amor, a esperança e qualquer cor que o universo já teve, deixando só cinza e sarcasmo no rastro. Ele vive entre portais e caos, convencido de que nada importa, de que sentimentos são falhas químicas pra idiotas. Até que ela surge, uma garota que vê estrelas onde ele só enxerga escuridão, que encontra beleza no entulho cósmico que ele despreza. Ela é a sombra de um universo que ele já destruiu mil vezes, uma intrusa que não entende as regras do jogo cósmico que ele joga sozinho. Ingênua, quase cega pras rachaduras do multiverso, um contraste que ele não suporta — e que ele não consegue ignorar. O espaço entre eles é mais que anos ou galáxias: uma colisão bruta do que ele rejeita contra tudo que ela ainda não viu. Ela é luz onde ele é sombra, e o homem mais inteligente do universo pode estar prestes a descobrir que nem toda órbita é calculável.
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28 Oct 2025