SPRAWLII



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    Riddle didn’t even think. He just moved.

    In one swift motion, he grabbed Floyd by the collar and yanked him down to eye level, his grip sharp, knuckles white with restraint.

    Floyd blinked, surprised—but his grin was already forming. Wide. Expectant.

    Riddle’s voice came low and precise, every word clipped with fury.

    “We’re going to the forest behind the school,” he said, his eyes burning, “and you’re going to run. I’m going to hunt you down like the wild beast that you are until I stop wanting to throttle you every time you so much as breathe wrong in my direction.”

    There was madness in his stare. No filter, no pretense, no civility.

    Just raw, snapping tension.

    Floyd’s grin stretched wide, sharp and predatory.

    “Ooooh~ Sounds fun, Goldfishy.”

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    This work is a part of my main fic for this pairing, The Winner Takes It All. This is a missing scene from chapter six!

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    01 Jan 2026

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    True

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    “Uh… are you alright?” he asked, watching closely. Azul seemed to grip at his mouth tighter, before his hand fell, the words leaving his lips like they were being yanked free.

    “No. Every time you ask me a question, I feel compelled to answer honestly, and I can’t stop myself.”

    He stood up abruptly, grabbing his bag and the books on his desk. “I have to go.”

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    28 Jan 2026

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    YESSS UTILIZE YOUR UNIVERSE YESSSS TRUTH SERRRUUMMM

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    “For you, my beloved Goldfish. A goldfish for my Goldfish!” Floyd announced with uncontained glee as he grabbed Riddle’s tote bag with one hand and handed over the monstrous plush with the other.

    The plush was absurd—round, wide-eyed, and stuffed to maximum capacity. Its golden-orange scales shimmered slightly under the fair lights, and its stitched mouth hung open in an expression of eternal derp.

    Riddle tried—tried—to maintain his composure.

    But the moment he wrapped his arms around it, his lips cracked into a smile... and then he giggled.

    Actually giggled.

    It slipped out of him, light and unguarded, and he buried his face into the soft fabric of the plush to hide it—but not fast enough. His shoulders shook slightly with the sound, and the fish wobbled with the movement as he hugged it close.

    It was ridiculous.

    It was perfect.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    he shoots he scores

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    As much as Riddle tried to follow all the rules, Floyd didn't care.

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    29 Dec 2025

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    floyd has got to be the king of airballing bro its like that aalimah ref of lebron shooting from hell

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    Eighteen-year-old Phainon joins the Kremnoan Detachment. Mydei stumbles his way into a courtship with him.

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    10 Nov 2025

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    Phainon bro u are a cutiepieeeee…
    ALSO I LOVVEEE THE “I must be sick!” Trope oommgg

    "Often when I look at Phainon, my stomach feels unsettled," Mydei says. "Not as if I've eaten something that disagrees with me, but... as if there is something trying to escape from within me. Something long-suppressed and dormant. Whenever it occurs, my heart rate becomes unpredictable. And I frequently have odd impulses. Things like desiring to dig my nails into him, or sink my teeth into him. Violent urges."

    Perdikkas's fingers pause in his book. Slowly, he looks up at Mydei.

    "Do you think he's cursed me?" Mydei asks, frantic.