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Children of Aculon by ffriday
Fandoms: State SMP | ish's Civilization Series, Minecraft (Video Game)
28 Nov 2025
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He stood out to Flux because he looked gentle.
A perpetually serene look that clashed heavily with his Luminaran armor and diamond sword. Matched with snowy white hair, pale skin, and warm grey eyes. He looked more like an angel than a soldier.
Flux sometimes felt his eyes wander to that guard on their breaks. Watching him explore their nest of tunnels, watching him kindly unwrap lunch packs for older miners like he was Mother-fucking Teresa.
“You’re staring.” Thomas points out to Flux.
“Am not!”
The events of Ish's Rich vs. Poor Civilization, through Flux's eyes: starting from the Fall of Aculon.
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- Part 1 of Children of Aculon
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30 Nov 2025
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08 Nov 2025
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Nox's view of the multiverse is very black-and-white. Cross thinks he could stand to see the gray.
Written for Starcrossed Eclipse: A SwapDreamtale Anthology, and featuring art by Fanatical Arts!
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- Part 7 of Project fics
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23 Sep 2025
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lantern-light by Anonymous for the entire government of imperia apparently, erebvs
Fandoms: State SMP | ish's Civilization Series
15 Sep 2025
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Sometimes, when Saps comes home late, or when he gets in a rough situation with a soldier, he thinks something changes in Flux. He’s known Flux since they were young, both of them having grown up in the districts together, and the other man has always been like this— distrustful of the government, protective of Saps, always fussing over him for one reason or another— but it gets worse when he thinks Saps might be in danger.
Saparata and Fluixon's nightly routine, through the eyes of a tad-too-perceptive Saps.
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- Part 2 of tales from imperia
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16 Sep 2025
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When Saparata dies, gunned down by the sick bastards that call themselves a merciful government, Fluixon’s first reaction is to reach for a bow he no longer carries on him and shoot an arrow through Solev’s head.
Saps' death and what comes after, in the eyes of the man he left behind.
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- Part 1 of tales from imperia
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- 1/1
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16 Sep 2025
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sharpen your teeth (and bite as hard as you want) by jotenks4 for anonymous friend
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
14 Feb 2025
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Red is a lonesome and antisocial boy with a chip on his shoulder and a neglectful father. Thankfully, he's able to find solace and comfort in his older cousin Stretch, who makes him feel visible in a way that nobody else does.
Stretch, of course, knows this, and isn't one to let an opportunity go to waste.
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03 Sep 2025
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Red finally, finally gets Sans to agree to a fun time in bed. They have a great time together! Then Sans goes and works himself to the bone before finding the courage to invite Red to see a meteor shower. Who knew he'd learn Red's deepest secret while under the stars?
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26 Aug 2025
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bleeding together, the nights seem to stretch on forever by avosettas
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
26 Aug 2025
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Cross, Epic, and their mutually detested third wheel (sleep problems).
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- Part 6 of Project fics
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26 Aug 2025
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“You’d be so easy,” he murmurs again, lower now. Like a secret. Like something filthy. “So fucking tender.”
Still, she doesn’t move. Doesn’t flinch.
So he leans in, closer, voice curling against her ear like smoke.
“I’d start with the belly,” he tells her, soft. “Right here.” His hand presses flat just beneath her navel. “Slit you open down the middle. Careful. Delicate. Like peeling back fruit. I wouldn’t want to lose anything important.”
He inhales—shuddering.
His fingers drift slowly up her ribs, tracing each one like a ribcage he’s already cracked. “Then I’d break you open. Hook under the breastbone, snap the ribs wide. Hang you up like meat in the basement while the blood drains.”
His grin sharpens.
Not cruel—fond. Almost sweet, in the way a butcher loves the first good cut of the season.
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02 Aug 2025
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“I expected you to leave.”
Nightmare’s voice was hushed, a fray of linen pulled to his chest, brow creased like he regretted saying it aloud. Silly thing. So modest—so soft, after everything. As if he hadn’t already been looked at like something divine, devoured like something holy.
He had no idea how charming that was—how easily every little tic endeared him. The way his tendrils swayed when he was pleased, curling in lazy, unconscious affection. The slight lilt of his grin when cruelty took him. The reverence in the way he handled his books, like he’d die before dog-earing a page. The way he ruled his little ants like a god with dirty hands.
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02 Aug 2025
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The two have always been drawn to each other, especially to the very manifestation of each others' existence. Dream wishes to adore his twin's soul, the dark rich apple that held so much negativity within its flesh, and he wants nothing more than to taste the sweet nectar of his other half.
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- Part 1 of Dreammare Week 2025
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26 Jul 2025
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Dream watched Nightmare at his desk, the scratch of a quill cutting through the quiet. There was no tension here. No fear. The press of negativity no longer suffocated him—it clung like a blanket. Heavy. Familiar. Comforting.
With each stroke of ink laid to parchment, Dream felt himself softening further—unraveling quietly.
He wondered, in a quiet corner of his mind, whether the golden apple lodged behind his sternum had started to bruise—skin giving way, sweet flesh turning dark, rotting slowly in the hush of this sweet corruption.
The thought rose like mist and drifted away. He realized, almost idly, that he didn’t care.
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20 Jul 2025
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A tendril drags up his cheek.
It’s cold. Dream leans into it greedily, breath hitching. The contrast is overwhelming—blissful in its simplicity. He whines, quiet and wrecked.
“Nighty…” His voice wavers like it might shatter. His eyes sting. His SOUL pulses hard enough to make his spine curl.
“You’re lucky,” Nightmare murmurs, almost fond. “You’re too pathetic to kill like this.”
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15 Jul 2025
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even at my worst? / even at your worst. by orphan_account, PerpetuallyTired_PT
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
04 Jul 2025
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Nightmare is unraveling.
He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. The touch of his lovers makes his teeth itch. Their kindness makes him want to scream. Something inside him is festering, tender as a bruise and twice as sweet. Suffering calls to him. Misery clings to the air like perfume, and it leaves him wanting. That alone is enough to terrify him.
And when he finally snaps—tendril tight around Killer’s throat, spine nearly breaking beneath his grip—he likes it.
His curse runs deeper than he knows, rooted in his marrow, coiled tight around his soul. It feeds on his empathy, twisting it until pain tastes sweet and suffering makes his mouth water. He retreats. He lies. But it doesn’t stop.
It’s up to his lovers to drag him from the dark, and feed the thing that’s driving him mad.
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05 Jul 2025
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Horror has never truly escaped his past - only learned to survive its echoes. Once, his body was a symbol of strength, but under Tempo’s rule, it was reduced to an object to be shaped, controlled, and starved into compliance. Deprived of nourishment to maintain a form deemed pleasing, his relationship with hunger became one of fear, punishment, and control.
Now in the prince’s castle, with every meal set before him, the memories creep in, and Horror cannot allow himself the indulgence of nourishment without the fear that he is becoming weak, that he will be worthless if he is not strong enough to protect his lovers. And so, he starves.
For days, Horror quietly withdraws from meals, refusing to eat, his body slowly betraying him. The weakness sets in until, at last, he breaks. One night, desperation overtakes him, and he consumes everything in sight. His loss of control does not go unnoticed.
When Dust finds Horror, he does not hesitate. He stays.
That night, Dust gives Horror the one thing he cannot give himself - gentleness. Through intimacy, Dust reminds Horror of something he has long forgotten: that his body is not a thing to be controlled, punished, or feared. It is his.
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08 Jun 2025
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i'll be your ruin (i wanna see how depraved you really are) by orphan_account
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
05 Jun 2025
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Killer grinned through the haze, panting. “Come on. Give it to me. I need your seed. Come on—fill me up. Knot me like a good little dog, soldier boy.”
Cross snapped.
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06 Jun 2025
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His first mistake was falling asleep on his older self. Or maybe the first mistake was simply trusting him in the first place. An older version of himself — surely this 'Cross' has been through the same things as Sans has. Surely he can be trusted.
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21 May 2025
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The bar was so low it was practically a tripping hazard in hell, yet here you are, limbo dancing with the devil. by orphan_account for strxwberrysky
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
18 May 2025
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“He’s so cute like this,” Killer went on, voice syrup-slow and cruelly fond. “Sleeping so soundly… kneading into your chest like a kitten. While you grind into him like you can’t help yourself.”
Cross’s breath hitched—sharp and sudden, like it had been punched out of him.
There were no words that would come. No defense. It was wrong—the suggestion, the truth of it—but his body betrayed him with every shallow breath, every pulse of heat rolling off his core.
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18 May 2025
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leave it too long i'll go rot (like an apple you forgot) by orphan_account
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
25 Apr 2025
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His eyelights were glassy, unfocused pinpricks of light floating within cavernous sockets. Fever radiated from him in waves, his bones glinting with the faint sheen of rising heat. Each shallow breath shuddered through his frame, erratic and unsteady, as though even the act of existing had become a battle.
The signs were unmistakable. Fevered. Overcome to the point of delirium. Every shiver, every labored breath, spoke of a body caught in the throes of a Heat so consuming that control had become a distant, unreachable goal.
For most monsters, this would have been ordinary—expected, even. An inconvenience of biology that, while inconvenient, was hardly unusual.
But this was Cross.
And therein lay the anomaly that hung in the air, thick and accusatory, like a question that demanded an answer.
"How curious," Nightmare murmured, his voice slipping into the room like a serpent through grass, low and smooth, almost inviting. His gaze never wavered, sharp and calculating as it swept over the trembling figure before him. "And here I thought you didn’t suffer Heats."
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25 Apr 2025