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Free Preservation Publishers v. WaveScope Pictures by sockablock
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
08 Nov 2025
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The ping came from Ratthi with a newscast attached. "From the creators of VALOROUS DEFENDERS comes STARCROSSED SYSTEMS—a SecUnit love story."
No thanks, I replied.
Um, Ratthi said, you should really take a look at this.
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Wedding preparations are going off without a hitch until Senshi asks Falin whether her parents are coming.
Marcille’s hands freeze mid-daisy twist. Chilchuck closes his eyes and waits. Kabru, who had given up on weaving hours ago and was mostly just watching the others make garlands, quietly casts his gaze to Laios.
(or: Laios, Falin, and Marcille talk about parents.)
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An errant curse puts a Reigen-sized hole in Serizawa’s memory.
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“To the esteemed Lord Dezran Thain of Nicodranas—good grief," Caleb said. "He really isn’t subtle.”
“Tell me about it,” Essek muttered.
(or: when Essek's old alter ego is asked by Da'leth to work at Soltryce Academy, nein semi-retired adventurers are suddenly thrust back into a web of danger and wizardly shenanigans.)
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i can wait a long time (i saved you, didn't i?) by sockablock
Fandoms: Hades (Video Game 2018)
02 Jan 2021
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after death is tricked into wearing his own chains, a strange young man lends a hand
(based loosely on this idea by @deathonholiday, where Persephone leaves the Underworld with her unborn son and Zagreus is raised on the surface)
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On one warm summer night, an angel plummets right out of heaven and into a lake at a national park.
Now it's up to Beau and her friends to get this wayward celestial home, a hard task made harder by a few major problems: Yasha can't seem to remember where she is, how she got there, or how to return. Of course, things are never easy, especially not for the Mighty Nein. And especially not when Beau starts to wonder if Yasha really does have to go. Very soon, all of them, angel included, will start to realize just exactly what they've gotten themselves into...
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Back in the faded pleather seats of their diner, Caleb finished his muffin and brushed the crumbs off his hands. “What other choice do I have, Beauregard? I am in no rush to return to the Empire—”
“Hear, hear—”
“—but I have nowhere to live if I remain here. This city is expensive. More expensive than I anticipated.”
Beau picked up her mug of coffee. “You could stay with Fjord and Caduceus,” she said. “Or you could tell Nott that you aren’t moving out.”
“But I promised. And more than that, I offered.” He ran a hand through his hair and immediately regretted the decision. It was sticky.
(or: When Caleb finds a room for rent at a price too good to reject, it brings him into the life of the reclusive Mister Essek Thelyss—and brings Essek into his.)
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because i could not stop for death by sockablock for RoseTheScribe
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
19 Aug 2020
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Essek's gaze is carefully blank as he leans in, closes the gap.
"…how did you hear of Azadrun’s Series?”
Caleb stops.
He really gives this some thought.
“Er…but it was you who taught me that,” he says, eventually. “During one of our sessions, yes? Where else could I have learned of such things?”
“You are asking me?” Essek snorts. “I certainly do not recall sharing it with you.”
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that might be fucked up of us (it's a miracle) by sockablock
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
17 Aug 2020
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It’s like watching a tower fall. Yasha staggers back. She drops the staff. She lifts her hands and stares at her palms and Beau hears a mangled breath.
Beau scrambles up, aching limbs forgotten.
“Yasha?” she says. “Yasha? Are you—what’s wrong?”
(or: Yasha remembers)
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“He isn’t dead, is he?” Veth asked quickly. “Is he?”
Jester rolled Caleb onto his back and put her ear to his chest. She listened for a moment, then shook her head. “No, no, he’s breathing. I think…I think he might be sleeping.”
Beau, who had been growing tenser and tenser as the conversation went on, relaxed slightly. “Is that all, then?” he asked. “Just…just sleeping?”
Fjord snapped his fingers. “That must’ve been a Sleep spell,” he said. “Sand is a component, if I remember right. Just slap him, he’ll wake up.”
Jester gave Caleb a flick on the forehead. He did not stir.
(or: a Dream spell gone awry sends the Mighty Nein to a place they never thought they'd go, to face memories long since buried...)
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hell hath no fury like a sea leviathan scorned by sockablock
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
05 Jun 2020
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And now, in the dusk-filled silence of his room, Sabian falls asleep.
The swaying of the seas, so familiar, so soft, rocks his cot like a shallow snore. A gentle breeze trips past the porthole hung ajar by his feet.
He sighs.
All is peaceful. All is calm.
And then, he opens his eyes.
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Nobody could say that Beauregard Lionett—with her crooked collar, shaved head, and penchant for wearing trousers—was a lady. She wouldn't have let them, anyway, especially not to her face. But when a real lady, quite a pretty and friendly one to boot, walks right into the face of danger, Beau's ready to show the world just how chivalrous and gentlemanly she can be.
That is, for a given amount of chivalry. And certainly a given amount of "gentleman."
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sunlight, silver (what are you looking for?) by sockablock
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
04 Mar 2020
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“One round, Jester. One.”
“Oh, yes!” There was a squeal that could’ve killed. “You won’t regret this—”
“I hope not…” Beau mumbled, and Jester began shuffling. It was a bit clumsy, to be sure, but better than most, and the amateurish theatrics of this set-up was, well…charming.
Beau felt herself relax. This was Jester, after all. Besides, bullshit fortune-telling never actually meant anything, right?
Right.
(or: two lovely gals do some tarot together)
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He laughs. “Right, right. Of course. Gods,” and he leans back, “I still can’t believe it, sometimes. My wife, I mean…you’re really a mercenary.”
She casts a sideways glance to his outline.
“Does…that bother you?”
Yeza hums faintly. There’s a little patch on his arm, where he burned the hair off once by accident and it grew back lighter.
“I…I mean…no,” he says after some thought. “Not really, no. Being a mercenary makes you happy, right?”
(or: post-episode 97, Nott and Yeza talk)
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which would you choose? (i’d give anything to believe you) by sockablock
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
13 Nov 2019
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Essek's long, embroidered sleeve presses up against his mouth. Caleb notes the careful, blank lines of his expression, knows that something’s hidden, even if he can’t see what.
But before he can ask any questions, Essek grunts.
The inelegance of it all catches Caleb by surprise.
“Are you—”
“I am fine.” The reply is swift. “Just, ah…excuse me, a moment.”
(or: local tutor is more lovesick than he bargained for)
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“Nott, we…we need to talk.”
She’d been expecting this. She leans back.
“Alright then,” she says, and it’s not as soft as always. “Out with it, then. I know you’re mad.”
Caleb sighs. His voice gives him away. He sits down in another empty chair.
“You…didn’t check for traps.”
(or: Nott lets her emotions out)
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Caduceus carefully extends a hand, brushes it through the cosmos blooms.
“I’d like to think that our lives are connected. That, in a way, we were destined to meet.”
Fjord blinks. His eyes go wide.
“You…really? You do?”
(or: my descent into rare-ish pair hell)
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shapechanger, letting go by sockablock for inkedinserendipity
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
17 Jul 2019
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Shapechanger: You wield the raw stuff of creation and learn to alter both physical forms and mental qualities. At 10th level, you add the Polymorph spell to your spellbook, if it is not already there, and can cast this spell once per day, at will, without expending a slot.
(in which Caleb transforms into a giant eagle and is surprised by how free he suddenly feels...)
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"I, Yeza Brenatto, take thee to be my wedded wife."
(or: a look back at Yeza and Veth over the years)
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Crimson in the Sunlight, Purple in the Spring by sockablock
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
12 Jun 2019
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It’s a tale that has been told countless times before. It’s a song that will be sung, again, countless more. It is a hand trailing murmurs through flower-woven hair, a laugh as alive as the breeze in the air. It is common, and unique, and encompasses all—
It is the same two people, falling in love.