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    Virgil’s entire job is to protect Thomas, and he takes that job very seriously. The core sides might argue too seriously. The core sides don’t know that there are actual dangerous sides he needs to protect Thomas from. But there’s another side he needs to protect too. He used to be able to count on help from Janus, who did the job without even knowing it back when he still lived with them. But now Virgil and Remus are alone, and they have to look out for each other, which means the last thing that Virgil should do is leave his brother by himself.

    Too bad it’s not exactly his choice.

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    19 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Read the whole thing on Tumblr.
    It’s a favorite of all time

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    Most Avians don't survive the loss of thier Flocks. They're not meant to, not really, hardwired as they are to bond so closely with other Avians. Legundo is one of cursed lucky few who survived his sundering.

    He wasn't happy about it, and everyone left in his life knew that. But he lived, for them if no one else, and got better. It took time, it was hard, but he was still here. Still healing, still helping, still hurting.

    Five years on, on a vacation he doesn't even really want to take, and the damaged Avian finds himself dragged into a FUBAR situation that makes Iraq look like a picnic in comparison. Magical barriers(?), vampires(???), people who are friendly and want to take care of him(??????) are almost more than he can take. But in the melee, maybe he finds a soft place to land, soft ginger curls and laughing amber eyes- softness and joy and warmth that he wasn't sure he was even allowed anymore, not since....

    Well, first he has to get out of this place. Feelings and mental health can totally come later. Right?

    Probably not if Cleo and Pearl have anything to say about it.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    It’s good eating.

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    “Wait kid!” And in that moment it came to him, “What if, what if we don’t forget you? What if we send you away?” Strange desperately called out.

    “Mr.Strange… ” Peter had a sympathetic look in his eyes and Strange hated it. It wasn’t his life that was being destroyed, so why was Peter looking at him like the victim.

    “Listen, I can send you somewhere there is no Peter Parker. There are an infinite number of universes, I can find one.” Strange said, more to himself than to Peter. And he knew this was dark magic, he knew he shouldn’t, but he didn’t care.

    “I’ll send you there. Until I can fix this. Until I can bring you back.”

     

    Or: Dr. Strange sends Peter to an alt universe where there are no Avengers, but they do have a thing called a Justice League. And sure Peter is homeless, but that doesn't stop him from being Spider-Man.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    I have re-read this so many times while it was being written. Still good.

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    In his dreams, there had always been a voice. A soft melodic voice that sang their mother's lullaby. A more monotonous, but just as loving voice that promised he'd teach him to fight one day, once he was old enough of course. The doting voice of a mother laughs with a toddler as she gently tries to fix a small crown onto the boy's brow. And then there was the gentle voice of a father, that promised to always keep him safe from those who'd do them harm.

    And in the morning when the boy would awake, he'd wonder who exactly he needed to be protected from.

    "Tommy?" A voice called out from the doorway and Tommy grinned gleefully at the sight of his older brother.

    "Dream!" He yelled, stumbling out of bed and into his arms, hugging the man tight. His brother returned the hug in kind, his hands pressing warmly into the spot on his back where his wings would ignite from for the first time in a few days, fully grown.

    Surely Dream was all the protection Tommy would ever need in this world, right?

    A knot of doubt coiled tightly in his chest.

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    AKA The DSMP Tangled AU nobody asked for.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    It’s really good, if you must know.

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    "C’mon," Orange says, "I know faces are hard, but you’ve been doing really good with them recently, you could’ve tried with ours.”

    Alan blinks, quirking up an eyebrow. [yours?]

    Orange stares at him, squinting, waiting for him to stop pretending to be dumb for the bit. “Yes? Our faces?”

    Alan stutters, leaning back. He types once, twice, deleting what he starts both times, before finally settling on [??? you don’t have faces?]

    Orange’s smile, still lingering from the first display of the drawing, drops.

     

    Or, Alan has always seen the Color Gang as stick figures. They've always seen themselves as people. None of them figure out this misunderstanding, until, abruptly, they all do.

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    08 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Wow (emphasis on the ow)