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Sausage watches his friends rest in the aftermath of talking Legundo off the bridge.
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- Part 2 of Dragon Tales
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08 May 2026
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Graecie stared at her hands, the words of the book she’d found echoing around her head. She'd been trying to sink into the reassurances everyone else had tried to throw at her, but nothing was working. It felt like The Shepherdess had given her a look into her future. A future of pain and suffering.
She didn’t want it. Even if it were to be a gift from her Goddess, she'd not take it.
AKA: I take tf!Graecie and give her existential crises.
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- Part 2 of EBNtE Extended (TFSMP)
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06 May 2026
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Tall White House With An Empty Room and Your Name Carved Over The Door by peanutduck
Fandoms: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020), 9-1-1 (TV)
20 Mar 2026
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But it didn’t matter. She got a few feet away and heard footsteps. Just like her brother’s, she’d know those footsteps anywhere. And for the first time in 6 long years.
“Claire Elizabeth?”
She faltered. She shouldn’t have.
She walked a little faster. And then, in the angriest, most dad voice she’d ever heard from him, even worse than when she had gotten in her first fight, when she was 8. He said,
“Claire Elizabeth Morgan-Strand, do not walk away from me.”
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AKA, runaway OC Strand sister, more drama, more angst.
This is my first fic!! Please don’t read this expecting something really good, this is probably really cringe and out of character. I welcome constructive criticism!
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29 Apr 2026
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Pangi's journey on the flight smp.
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His one day just lorified by me and witb twists and a sprinkle of theory.Bookmarked by starbells
29 Apr 2026
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He is staring across the land, upon the towers of a castle he doesn't know and his heart was splitting into two still beating halves.
Purple thick lichen cutting through the stone. He is not yet familiar with this world, but this scene in front of him was like the kiss of a past lover. Like the warmth irrupting from an insomniac volcano.
He only arrived today, the sun was setting in a golden haze and his tears were like pitch dropping onto his blueish cheeks.- or what happens if grief is your daily bread?
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21 Apr 2026