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    How could Glinda tell the woman she loved — who she wanted to love for the rest of her existence, truly and deeply and without burden — that her six-year nightmare began with a young witch flying off and leaving her in that palace?

    OR: If “Wicked: For Good” was 100% gayer and 10,000% darker.

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    27 Jul 2025

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    36 | gelphiyero?

    /||□ [Glinda] didn’t belong in a place like this, with these people.

    That was exactly why they needed her. □||\

     

    //“Elphaba, we do actually need these!”
    ....Fiyero impale his shin on the corner of the coffee table in his scramble...\\

     

    //“I’m sorry, does Chistery’s presence keep you from also being with her?”

    And with that, the prince responded with an instant and ambiguously serious,

    “Well, yeah.”\\

     

    //Fiyero "I would love to see my girlfriend but there's a Monkey in the way" Tigelaar.

    Elphaba "I would rather bleed out next to my wife than spend another second without her" Thropp\\

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    Merlin can’t remember the last time he’s locked his bedroom door, if ever. But he chooses not to think about it. He merely sulks his way back to his bed, taking a moment to contemplate taking off his trousers and tunic from the night before. He decides not to think about that either.

    Instead, he decides not to think at all. He just falls back into his bed, covers up his body more so in shame than for warmth, and closes his eyes.

     

    Basically Merlin is sexually assaulted and this story follows how he and everyone else deals with it.

    Spoiler alert: THEY DON'T HANDLE IT WELL.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    “Where’s your clothes?” Arthur asks accusingly, pinning Merlin with eyes illuminated by alcohol and consistent rubbing from his fist. Merlin raises a brow. The only missing article from his usual attire was his neckerchief.

     

    ||□—“I’m fine.”

    —“you can hit me if you need to. You can scream, yell, push– I’m serious. You do what you need to do…. But I’d prefer it if you didn’t lie to me.” .” ■||

     

    “So you’re suggesting we follow blindly.”

    Gaius sets his jaw. “You had done so for King Uther… why is Arthur so different?”

     

    ||□He actually wasn’t even aware Lancelot was capable of looking so… pissed off.■||

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    White's daily activities go something like this:

    1. Pretend to be Black.
    2. Pretend to be Black while avoiding his father's goons, who are looking for White
    3. Look for the people who hurt Black to punish them
    4. Come up with cover story when twin connection happens at the wrong moments.

    White really, really needs for his brother to wake up. Before his cover story gets blown to hell.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    /□|| “If you’re hiding him from me—”

    “He ran, didn’t he?” ||■\

     

    “You stole a brother from me, my own fucking twin. And now you’re here, demanding to know if I’m hiding him from you? If you were a better father, you’d know where both of your sons are.”

     

    □|| “Just what are you not telling me?”||■

     

    White would rather be anally violated with a cactus. That was on fire.

     

    □||Gumpa arched an eyebrow at him, eyes crinkled up in amusement. “While you’re at it, tell me your name. I really don’t know what to call you.”||■

     

    He sighed, expression even matching a parent that didn’t want to deal with this shit, whatever it was, before responding. “What.”

     

    □||“Is it the kind of smile that makes you think of ancient torture devices and innocent maidens?”

    “Uh, that’s actually a pretty good description.”||■

     

    Will you get to me first, or will I get out first?

     

    □|| “you did not just assault someone in front of a cop.”

    “I didn’t see anything,” Dan denied mildly.||■

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    Sir Thomas had taken a step forward and before he knew it, Merlin was face first in the dirt, one arm twisted cruelly behind him and held down by a knee to the centre of his back. Merlin’s head was spinning, and his cheek—where it was shoved into the solid ground—was throbbing painfully. He swallowed thickly and held back the groan of pain that collected at the back of his throat.

     

    “Haven’t you heard, mutt? Servants should be seen and not heard,” Sir Thomas whispered, lowering Merlin’s arm and placing it almost delicately on the ground. Merlin made a move to push himself up, but Thomas’ grip only tightened, holding Merlin’s arm flat on the ground, his knee still jammed into his back. “Now, I think I’m going to teach you a lesson. You’re going to learn to hold that tongue of yours before I cut it out myself, do I make myself clear?”

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    While Arthur is away on official Prince business, Merlin gets into a pickle with Sirs’ Thomas, Ronan and Cassius. Unable to retaliate with Magic, Merlin is forced to grin and bear it.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    “Merlin, hey, you’re shaking. Come here.”

     

    ||□“There’s nothing to discuss!” Merlin hissed sharply. ■||

     

    There was one miniscule moment of triumph before Merlin remembered he was supposed to be biting his tongue.

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    Everyone wants to know what's going on between the King of Hell and the notorious Radio Demon. Speculations run wild as life moves ever forward at the Hazbin Hotel, but what is really happening behind closed doors?

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    Controlling the narrative only works when you know what the fuck is going on.

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    25 Sep 2024

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    RadioApple | 34

     

    || “I. Saw. Charlie’s - and seeing your name once would have been more than enough for me.”

    “Ah. Well, it seems I might have made a miscalculation.”

    “Oh no, you are not getting out of this that easily.” || 18

     

    ||  “Father never wastes, after all. Sera reminded me.”||

    “I was a good son! I adored our creations! I wanted nothing but for them to succeed!” His voice broke, scratching. “I cultivated that fucking garden and your damned souls like it was my fucking life’s work, all for you, all for Heaven. I wanted to give them everything.  I wanted to give them the ability to choose us back!”

    “I wanted it to matter.” || 21

     

    || Moreover, at what point had Alastor become a grounding force for the King, that even in anger he could pull him out of his head? || 22

     

    || “I spent my entire life thinking I’d cosmically fucked everything up.”

    “Fucking weird that’s literal for you.” || 24