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we dont talk enough about this

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Spin the wheel. That's who's trying to kill you.

Spin the wheel again. That’s who’s trying to protect you.

(If you have zero idea about the name you got, spin until you see someone you recognize.)

(Six months ago, I did a version of this poll with about five hundred options on the spinner wheel. For this one, I more than doubled it.)

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imagine the following:

the central character(s) of the most recent fanfic you completed are summoned into your room, in the physical and mental state they were in at the end of your fanfic. they are made fully aware of the following:

they are a fictional character

whatever happened to them in canon was the result of their original author's writing.

whatever happened to them in your fanfic was the result of your writing.

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Some sketches of the iwatex job swap au I've been rotating in my head for a while

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What if you were my emotionally unavailable best friend but I still chose to spend time with you because I think you are smart and interesting. What if I saw that you had your own way of connecting to people and gave you space to take your time to open up. If I understood that you don't like people to notice your discomfort and help you privately, without making a big deal of it. Because it isn't a big deal to me. What if you realized that you were loved all this time. That you didn't have to work for it.

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Consolation Prize - CH2

AO3

This Consolation kid is somehow even weirder than the average Strato loser, but if she's gonna insist on playing with fire, Vace will keep turning up the heat. Turns out, Sol may be a little too hot to handle. Or: Sol can fix Vace? No, they can make each other worse.

Chapter 2! Vace learns a few more things about Consolation, and experiences his first Glow season.

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UTOPIA *_*

could u do marz or utopia with lesbian colors 😍😍 let's go lesbians!!!!!

@puukkolesbo TWO utopia requests? in THIS economy? its more likely than you think!

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I promised @penguin--person this treatie as a bribe so here's some fucked up aroace teens. also @wilting-fl0wer content of your cringefail mentally ill boy

CW: internalised aro/acephobia, teen anguish, Decisions Are Being Made.

More OC cringefail under da cut

Miles finds her, because he always does. One minute she's huddled in what she thought was a pretty good hiding spot behind the kitchens, the next minute Miles is just there, a slightly hunched figure in a blue-grey hoodie.

He says nothing, just sits down next to her. Miles is more sociable than people realise — he only speaks when he has something to say, which is seldom, but she can sense his attention.

"Miles," she says eventually, "have you ever kissed anyone?"

There is a thoughtful pause next to her. "No, why?"

Anne bites her lip, hard. "Me neither," she says, "I mean, it's like…is it really a big deal that I've never kissed anyone? People act like I've missed out."

Miles stretches out first one leg, then the other. He used to be shorter than her, but a year ago he suddenly shot up, his face longer and more angular — thick straight brows, high cheekbones, and a deeper voice alongside broader shoulders and longer limbs. Next to him, short and pudgy and chubby-cheeked, Anne still feels like a baby.

"Is this about Besk and Malware?" Miles asks, elbowing her gently.

Anne hates Malware, which is unfair because the only thing he's ever done wrong is date her best friend. Besk wants to spend every moment she's not studying with her shiny new boyfriend, and she doesn't think of Anne at all. Malware is nice, but Anne despises him, because she and Besk have been friends for years but all Besk ever talks about is Malware, Malware, Malware.

"Yeah," Anne sighs, "I just — what's the point in having friends if I barely see them because they're all busy kissing someone? It can't be that great, can it?"

Miles huffs a laugh. "How would I know? I think if I'm missing out on anything, it can't be much."

Anne smiles, just a little. Miles has just started acting as a night lookout because of his enhancement, and for all that most people dismiss him as unfriendly, he does seem to actually like people. It's just that he doesn't like noise, or crowds, or being touched. He does value them, and want to protect them, but from a distance.

But Miles will sit with her in the creche and fold clean laundry, and he'll send her things he finds in the holoarchive he thinks she would like. Sometimes if he's in a good mood she'll find him sitting at the compound's battered piano or in a corner with a guitar, singing in a soft and raspy tenor. He's funny, or at least he makes her laugh often.

If she was in love with anyone, Miles would be a sensible option. He's a little bit like the hero of a romantic holonovel — he's smart and aloof with a well-hidden soft side, and the long hair makes him look like some sort of prince exiled to the woods. It it was anyone, it would have to be him. If she can feel this thing everyone else seems to be feeling, it would be for Miles.

Anne says the stupid thing before she can think too hard about it: "Miles, would it be okay if I kissed you?"

Miles looks startled and a little worried. "I — why?"

"I just want to know what it's like," she tells him, chewing her lip, "and I trust you. Is that — is that okay?"

For a minute, she's convinced that he's going to say what the fuck, Ante, why would you ask that, what is wrong with you, and she will have fucked it up and the one person who she thinks might get it will be gone.

Because the expression on Miles' face when people start talking about who they think is cute is the same one she stops herself making. Because Miles recoils from the idea of someone asking him out, the same way she wants to but she doesn't want to upset anyone. It's not their fault. She's the one that's wrong. But if it's her and Miles, then they're wrong together.

"Okay," he says, "just don't be weird."

Anne has no idea how she isn't already being weird. She just asked her friend if she could kiss him, because she both hopes he is broken the way she is broken, and hopes that some magic will be wrought and she won't have to be wrong anymore.

She sits up on her heels and puts her hand on his face, the same way she's seen in the movies. That part's nice, actually — Miles' face is warm, and he scrunches his nose at her in a way that makes her giggle a little helplessly.

"Ante," Miles sighs, "either do it or don't. Sheesh."

Before she can coward out, Anne leans forward and presses her lips to his, and braces herself for revelation.

Nothing earthshattering happens at all. Kissing is just…fine. It's not disgusting, but it's also it's just…not that great either. Somehow, she wasn't expecting to feel nothing. Revulsion or horror, or the sudden realisation she wants it if it's Miles. But it's just fine. Not awful, nothing special. It's maybe two, three seconds that fail utterly to change her life.

"That's what all the fuss is about?" Miles asks, frowning. Stars, but that's exactly how she feels.

Anne claps a hand over her mouth to stifle the hysterical giggles that bubble involuntarily out of her chest, and says "I know! I mean — it was just okay? I don't think I want to do it again." "Me neither," Miles grimaces, and she's never felt so relieved, "we are agreed. Kissing's not all that. Do you want to go get a hot drink and watch a holoshow?"

Of course she does. Stars, she's not alone. If she's broken, if there's something wrong with her, it's wrong with Miles too. What a relief, to know that if she can't feel it for Miles then she can't feel it at all. What a relief, to know that even if Besk doesn't want to hang out anymore that she won't be alone and that not everyone will leave her for the love of their life.

Anne won't be a stupid baby, on her own, unable to grow up. Because if Miles, with a plasrifle in his hands and the compound's safety on his shoulders, can feel the way she feels…

(But Miles is a child, too. A year and a half from now, in a hospital bed surrounded by the smell of burning meat and hair, she'll look at him and realise for the first time how breakable he truly is.)

…then she can live with her friends all vanishing in favour of a lover. She won't be on her own. It'll be her and Miles, and they'll be alone together.

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Consolation Prize

AO3

This Consolation kid is somehow even weirder than the average Strato loser, but if she's gonna insist on playing with fire, Vace will keep turning up the heat. Turns out, Sol may be a little too hot to handle. Or: Sol can fix Vace? No, they can make each other worse.

Warnings for this being unhealthy and generally toxic, Sol being a lil freak (in a like. maladaptive way), Vace being himself, and very bad coping mechanisms.

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various ZE scraps >_o

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These two had my brain in a chokehold for like 3 months last year and this is how I decided to cope. take it. hold it in your hands if you dare

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wanted to prove to myself that im capable of drawing different faces, cus i usually just default to the same one :3

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looove this

mysterious stranger 👽❤️

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I can't believe I forgot to post this. Sol, my beloved

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not my dumb ass taking over two years to clock that Rex and Nomi have matching tattoos (or I guess just facial decorations?)

cuties.