William_Prom_Fields
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Martin wasn't expecting his city to be attacked by a harbinger of death and destruction, and he certainly wasn't expecting to be flung a thousand years forward through time. Stranded in every way from everything he knows, he crosses paths with Jon, a summoner embarking on a pilgrimage to gain the power to defeat the death that plagues this unfamiliar and stagnant future.
Martin joins the pilgrimage as one of Jon's guardians through nothing more than chance. It's not like his presence there is going to change anything that much.
Right?
( i am literally incapable of restraining myself from writing fusion aus. it's the jmart ffx fusion au you never asked for, babey )
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- Part 1 of clutching a map of dreams
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30 Sep 2025
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You had forgotten what you used to be like before the war. Who you were before Sans.
You resigned yourself to dying like the rest of the rotting corpses on the battlefield, glorified title of the "Judge" nothing more than another meaningless name to be forgotten. Everyone you cared about was dead and gone, and Papyrus no longer looked you in the eye. You were ready for it to end in a blaze of glory.
You hadn't anticipated being caught in the crossfires of a malfunctioning machine, bringing you to an alternate, peaceful universe with other versions of yourselves.
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Bookmarked by William_Prom_Fields
20 Sep 2024
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I love this!
Echo, Echo, Echo.... <3
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Adrenaline coursed through your veins as you stood under the spotlights, the blinding glare that would have once burned your eyes just made you that feel much better, like you were the only person in the entirety of hell. The sweat that stuck to your body was unbelievably uncomfortable as you came down from your high, your previously gelled down hair would have to be peeled away from your forehead later.
Your eyes and limbs felt heavy, the ringing in your ears slowly morphed into deafening cheers, the overwhelming chorus of a pleased crowd suddenly hit your eardrums like a freight train. Your arms fell to your sides, staring up at the ceiling as you bathed in the praising and probably lustful comments thrown your way. You didn’t care.
You didn’t care about the overly loud announcer screaming the scores into your ears from the massive speakers. You didn’t care about how your sweat had turned your makeup into a sort of cement that stuck to your face in all the wrong ways.
Your mouth stretched into a wide grin as the winner for this years Clown Contest was announced.
You.
(Do not feed this fic to AI. Thats not cool.)
Bookmarked by William_Prom_Fields
20 Nov 2023
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Holy fucking shit - they're as whipped as a 99p ice cream
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“Blessed Spirit, we thank you for the gift of this child’s life. We are forever in your debt.” The whole village is kneeling now, even the tiniest toddlers flopped down on their stomachs doing their best approximation of a bow. “Please, won’t you give us a name to call you? We would like to properly express our gratitude.”
Oh.
Well shit.
(Where Zuko saves a little Earth Kingdom girl from drowning, the villagers think he's a Spirit, build him a shrine, and long story short, a fake story about the Blue Spirit who dances with dragons suddenly becomes very real.)
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Bookmarked by William_Prom_Fields
28 Apr 2024
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Okay, so Steven maybe accidentally broke a thousands of years old binding seal on a sacred ancient Egyptian warrior that is currently sleeping in his office. Thats fine. He can handle that.
He can totally handle that. There's no need to call Layla. There is absolutely no need to--
He needs to call Layla.
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Bookmarked by William_Prom_Fields
06 Jun 2023