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…i may have put way too much time into this

[brawltogethernow]

Can’t say I was expecting that.

[prosperdecay]

#I know the TARDIS has a lot of rooms but the empty control room shot absolutely implies#that this is just the TARDIS vibing by herself with the others are out saving the day etc#and that makes this for me (via @starsailorstories)

[twinhearts]

She isn’t alone 12s passed out on the floor

[kukurubean]

took these screenshots for people like me who would rather just know how to opt out than read several paragraphs on corporate greed

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Please note that this has to be done for each sideblog!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

CHAPTER FOUR TAKES ITS TOLL GET IT RIGHT HERE

Content warnin for attempted suicide.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 3: Madness, of It's Astounding is up!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Time Is Fleeting! Chapter 1 (technically) is finally up! I'm proud of this and I'm already working on the next few chapters, hope you all enjoy it!

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Yknow wot. I'll do the Wednesday WIP thingy.

Here's what I wrote today so far;

Slips-Through-Oblivion nodded at the question. "I'll be honest, he truly was no match for me, the travel to Sovngarde and then back was the *true* challenge." The saxhleel answered.

"Well then," The Altmer said with interest, leaning towards them as he pours them another cup of Sylph Mead as they placed their cup down. "I do hope I can be of more interest then."

"Mm, perhaps,"

Cicero's eyes narrow in the darkness. They had to be getting drunk, that sentence sounded too sincere for the jester's taste. He despised the way they stretched their arm out, allowing the amulet to be shown off.

"My, the Dragonborn is not yet spoken for?"

"Alas, no," Slips-Through-Oblivion said with a sigh, looking into the honey-coloured drink before taking another sip. They hardly liked speaking about this even with Ja'ava, much less a stranger, but for the contract. "I haven't been lucky enough to yet meet someone who intrigued me, though considering my journey's completion I figured I may as well put myself 'out there'."

"Well then, I do believe I can be persuade someone as powerful as yourself to settle down."

"Oh can you?" They ask, looking down at the altmer, hiding the disgust in their eyes.

"I'm not just any old Altmer," he starts, standing up and holding a hand out to the other with a smile most foul. "Here, come with me. This.. party, is much too loud, and I'd much rather be alone in your privacy as we discuss such matters." There's a sultry tone in his voice that both Cicero and Slips-Through-Oblivion struggle to react too. The Argonian steels themselves by drinking the rest of their mead and smiling at him, taking his hand gently in their claws as they stand up.

His hands are clammy, too small and yet too long, poking and prodding under their scales as his fingers intertwine with theirs and begins to lead them into his library.

"I'll be honest, despite my stature and occupation, I've never been one for fighting."

"No?" Zenodile's voice expresses his surprise.

"No. I've always much preferred the idea of being a stay-at-home partner."

Finally! Cicero heard it, the words! The words that would let him complete this nightmare of a contract and get him and the Listener out of this.

Cicero launched himself from between the bookshelves against the high elf with a speed Slips-Through-Oblivion didn't know he had they didn't say anything as Zenodile fell to the ground, groaning as his head bounced off the marbled tile fireplace, his head spinning as Cicero's legs landed on his elbows, keeping his arms pinned while his gloved hands grabbed and squeezed the high elfs neck tightly, quickly cutting off the air supply. The look of rage and satisfaction in finally being able to kill glinted in Cicero's eyes was fascinating to the argonian, though, it seemed more intense than his usual excitement to kill. They couldn't help but stare at him for a few moments before questioning why he wasn't stabbing the man to death. Normally, Cicero would be covered in blood more than five seconds into a contract, and yet, here they all were, not a drop of blood spilt! Only a mosquito could be more disappointed than Slips-Through-Oblivion was right now.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It's Astounding is finally up! Or at least the prologue. Trigger warnings and stuff will be added as the relevant chapters are uploaded.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Realized I forgot to post this that I finally decided to write OC Fics!

This is based on my Homestuck Troll OCs Conteg Philia, Hollex Teqvid, Diaeha Ebawua, Asuzae Mearim, and others! (Asuzae doesn't show up chapter 1 but she's in Chapt 2 relatively early on).

There's going to be a slowburn palemance between Conteg and Hollex with it being Unrequired at first by both parties then by Hollex alone; they *will* end up pale as hell tho, so so pale for one another

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Eyo finally posted again! This is a fanfic I’ve had the idea for for a while, just no real ideas on how to write it. I was planning on just posting it all at once, but idk how long it’ll take for Chapter 2. Hopefully not too long!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Ranboo grows curious to how Philza and Technoblade met, Philza indulges him, "Philza, your friendship, is our world." One sleepy voice said, happy to fall asleep with an equally sleepy voice responding. “As is yours, mine.”

Then so does Technoblade.

Decided to just post this instead of putting it on patreon first. I’ve been working too hard on it. Basically I just wanted more Techno and Philza fic.

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I know I said this would be the final post before I have the time limit for when I post it on AO3, but uh. I still have a lot more to add!!!

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We’re nearly done folks! This update’ll be the last one before I finish the fanfic! Once I do, it’ll be available to my patreon subscribers for a week before we finally upload it onto AO3! Patrons who’ll be able to view this are Short story writers and up!

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Ranboo looked over at Philza and Technoblade, watching the pigman wrap up his friend's injuries in his half-awake state. "I thought... Phil, I thought you were immortal."

Another update for the Blood Brother’s fic-- I’ve officially branded it Blood Brothers now. This update is available for Novella Writer and Author Tiers!

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An update for Blood Brothers for only Novella Writers and Authors tiers!

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A Dream SMP fanfic.

A post for only the Novella Writer and Author Tiers!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Here it is everyone, the long-awaited side-fic to Masquermaid! I’m working on chapter 3 currently, for anyone interested make your way to My Patreon, or if you’re unable to make a consistent, monthly donation, why not consider buying me a Ko-fi?

Thank you all very much, I hope you enjoy the fanfic!

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The Masquermaid side-fic Violetsleeves is finally done! This fic will be available for any patrons for a week before I finally upload it onto Archive of Our Own! I’m also working on Chapter 3 of Masquermaid as of posting this, I hope you all enjoy!