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Evil Abed says, “There are a multitude of ways to begin your villain arc. Some, less unpleasant than others.”
“Like what?”
There’s a pause in which Evil Abed waggles his eyebrows. Abed chokes.
“Oh, come on,” Abed says, voice taut. “That’s—this is crazy. Even for me.”
Or: Evil Abed tries to showcase the advantages of the villainous lifestyle. Abed isn't buying what he's selling.
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Law of the Instrument by the_hypercube
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
31 Mar 2025
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Vi was the first person to see Jinx clearly. She saw her for what she was—something else hiding inside of a child’s skin. Not like a snake, shedding its skin, which implies thought, progression, but something formless, changing without growing, a fluid filling whatever space it can find. A tool—not multipurpose like a Swiss army knife, but multipurpose like a hammer. To a hammer, everything looks like—well.
Or: Post season-1, Jinx and Sevika talk.
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Angel Dust Switches from Hustlers to The Devil Wears Prada by the_hypercube
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
19 Mar 2025
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“I’m going to pin it so it won’t pop up. We don’t want any creases or bumps, so I’m just going straight in.” Velvette almost finished with Is that okay, but changed tack at the last second. “You’re not going to be a pussy about this, are you?”
Angel Dust was grinning. “What, do you want me to flatter you?” He put on a squeaky falsetto. “It’s the biggest I’ve ever seen, I swear mister. I don’t know if I can take it.”
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comes on over, wants to drown his sorrows by the_hypercube
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Double Life SMP Series
02 Mar 2025
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“Okay," Joel said. He shook out his shirt before pulling it on again. "Okay. No hard feelings, but this isn’t happening.”
“What?” Etho didn’t move from his spot at the foot of bed. “No, Joel—you can—you can just talk me through it a bit.”
“Sorry. It’s just a personal rule—I don’t do gay awakenings anymore.” Joel stepped into his pants. “Bad for my mental health.”
Etho cast about for something to say in response to that, and eventually landed on the simple, but true: “I’m not gay.”
“Oh, god,” Joel said.
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A decade before Alastor and Vox fall out, and a few years before Vox meets Valentino, Alastor and Vox have a standing arrangement to get dinner once a week. For Vox, it’s the highlight of his week. For Alastor, it’s excellent entertainment.
Until it isn’t.
Or: Vox cooks for Alastor. It doesn't go well.
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“I’m looking for something,” Lizzie told Joel. “Something important. I have to get back to it before anything bad happens.”
“But you don’t know what it is? Like, what shape it is? What color?”
Lizzie shook her head. The image in her mind was like a dream, shimmering and transparent, thin as gauze. She had to hold it in the corner of her mind in a bubble, and if she thought about it too hard, the bubble popped. Then she had to wait until she had some idea of what she was searching for again, and the last time had taken hours.
The thing she needed was sick or needed protecting— round or squirmy— gasping for oxygen his malformed gills struggled to filter or no, that wasn’t it, it was small and smooth and hidden in the weeds where they decayed, smeared with silt and barnacles and painted ever-so-carefully to look like a harmless, inedible rock.
It was hard to focus on. She knew it as a tightness under her breastbone, a stinging in her eyes. As anxiety that clouded her mind and urged her back, back, we have to hurry. It had been too long. She had been gone too long.
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05 May 2026
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Increase my astonishment, Shiro thought, and remembered the reverent way that Sam would say it, when they saw something new or unpredicted or beautiful. As if astonishment could always be increased, and that was always something to wish for.
Shiro knows he's forgotten a lot, but he has a feeling he never actually expected to make it back to Earth. The second thing he knows is that he can't stay.
(A retelling of s1e1.)Series
- Part 2 of World hanging upside down
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12 Apr 2026
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Prisoners in solitary confinement, Shiro had read, get through it by keeping to a strict routine. Or at least, the ones that survive it reasonably intact have all imposed a pattern of organization on their days. Funnily enough, long manned missions also kept a strict routine.
Shiro wanted to see the universe. The Kerberos mission crew might have been abducted by an evil interstellar empire, but he's sort of getting his wish.Shiro deals with being a captive and what it means for his crew, Earth's chances, and him.
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12 Apr 2026
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Being an amputee with a prosthetic limb is difficult enough. Having a solid metal alien prosthetic forced on you by another species entirely is even worse.
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Five times Shiro’s Galra arm caused him trouble in some way and another member of the team helped him out with it, and the one time the same arm is the only reason any of them survive.
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10 Apr 2026
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rings of flowers round your eyes by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
18 Mar 2024
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Grian stepped closer, frowning. The painting showed a man so steeped in some private horror that it billowed off the coarse linen canvas. It showed a figure that’d had a hand completely covering its face, Grian had thought, except now he could see an eye through those opened fingers, bright as an emerald and startled into wonderment, which was strange because verdigris should’ve darkened to brown too –
The eye was staring at him. Two eyes were staring at him, wide and shocked and delighted, and Grian had clearly hit his head on his way out of the vent, because the painting had changed. The figure hadn’t moved, exactly, but its position had shifted like a cel in an animated sequence. The man was standing, smiling, his teeth a white smear against the dark canvas.
“Oh, no, I’m hallucinating,” Grian groaned.
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- Part 28 of mcyt fic my beloved
- Part 8 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]
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