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trailshome · 1 day
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rubyjane · 6 months
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﹫𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌_𝖺𝗋𝖾_𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗂𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 + 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗌 ☆
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finaltimelineau · 4 months
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Dadforce is tired
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vcgardenia · 27 days
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Luke Castellan x Chrysanthis Green - The End of The Beginning
wc: 1443
cw: v in p, virgin!oc, virgin!luke, praisekink!luke, fluff, wrap it before you tap it
a/n: end of the first part of this series, writing more as you read this <333
That night felt like a painting. The vibrant blues and violets contrasting against the pale moon, made for a perfect meeting spot for Luke and Chrysanthis.
They were both sitting down on a blanket Luke had pulled out, Chrys laying her head in his lap to look up at the stars through the clearing above them. “Okay, so here’s what I’m confused about,” Chrys started, “is Helios in charge of all the stars since they’re all technically suns? Or does he just look after our sun and leave Asteria the rest of them?” Luke chuckled as he played with her hair,
“You know I’m afraid I don’t have the answer to that, but they do look beautiful tonight don’t they.” He stared endlessly into her eyes, they were brighter than a thousand of those stars.
Luke and Chrysanthis had been together for around 8 months now, and those 8 months had been some of the happiest days of their lives. 
“It’s almost May, soon kids will be coming in for summer.” Chrys mumbled absent mindedly. Luke grumbled,
“I wish we could be the only ones here. I just want to be with you.” Luke would always get so stressed around summer, just because the amount of kids he had to monitor would increase tenfold.
Chrysanthis buried her face in his shirt, wrapping her arms around Luke’s torso, 
“I’ll still be here, don't worry.”
“I wish you’d be the only one here.” He grumbled. Chrysanthis couldn’t help but giggle,
“You sound like an old man when you’re grumpy, it's so cute.”
As they lay together, holding each other’s hands, Chrys paused; her eyes fixed on Luke’s wrist. “Is that my bracelet?” Luke sucked the air in through your teeth,
“It appears I’ve been caught.” he said sarcastically. Chrys playfully hit him,
“I was looking for that bracelet for weeks after you stole it!”
“Okay let’s calm down, I wouldn’t use the term ‘stole’.” Chrysanthis rolled her eyes,
“You stole my bracelet. Not cool.” Luke placed his hand on his chest, gasping with faux shock on his face,
“You wound me. If you really want it I’m happy to give it back.” Chrys repositions her body away from him,
“Well I don’t want it now. I’m used to not having it anymore!”
Luke furrowed his brow as he laughed, turning over Chrys and laying a sweet kiss on her lips. 
“I love you so much, pretty girl.” He kissed her again, this time with more passion. He stared deeply into her eyes, only inches away from her face. He played with her hair as he examined her perfection,
“What did I do to deserve you.” Chrys smiled as he kissed her neck, noting every sensation she felt when their bodies touched. 
“Hey Luke?” he hummed in response, “I think I’m ready.” Luke stopped in his tracks, staring up at her with his irresistible puppy eyes. 
“A-are you sure?” 
“Mhm. I’m very sure.” Chrysanthis bunched his shirt in her hand dragging him down further onto the blanket beneath them. The tension was palpable.
Neither of them had done it before, but obviously they knew the basics. Luke removed his shirt, then proceeded to take off Chrysanthis’. They took off their pants independently, then helped each other to remove their undergarments.
Luke burrowed through his bag, and pulled out a condom triumphantly. “Why on earth did you just have one of those lying around?” Chrysanthis chuckled.
“I have my connections.” Luke joked. He crawled his way onto her, savoring the little distance between each other’s faces. She rubbed her nose against his and then began to writhe beneath him, she was getting desperate. 
“I’m sorry baby, I want you as bad as you want me.” And he wasn’t wrong. His member was seeping with pre-cum, and his eyes looked as if he would wither simply at her touch. It was so fucking cute.
Trying to diffuse the tension, Chrys began kissing Luke. They were soft pecks as she led him down closer to her. She stopped. They looked into each other's eyes before a sharp moan escaped from both their mouths.
Chrysanthis felt a sharp pain, but the erotic pleasure she was feeling overweighed the pain exponentially. 
“Oh gods you’re so big pretty boy.” Chrys cooed at Luke as he began to move up and down at a tempo. He whined as her vagina fit perfectly to his leaking cock.
He wanted to cum right there, right inside of her beautiful, beautiful cunt, but he held off until he had more of her.
It was difficult to make out sentences from either of them, strings of vowel sounds followed by moaning was all that could be made out between the two of them.
After a while at the same tempo, Luke sped up. He put both his hands on her hips, leaning down to plant kisses wherever he could on her immaculate figure.
“You’re… doing sssgood baby.” Chrys slurred out as she arched her back, her eyes slowly rolling into the back of her head. She knew that feeding into Luke’s ego always made him harder.
“You’re sstight” He responded, taking one of his hands away from her hips to caress her face, he was fucking her dumb.
The more he thrusted into her vulva, the fuller she felt. All they wanted was more of each other, to be closer, more connected, more encapsulated.
Chrys took her hands and placed them on Luke’s back, trying to push him deeper into her, neither of them could get enough. They were both weak by this point, never had they been able to express their love so deeply and completely, it was as if they were walking together through the Elysian Fields for the rest of time.
“I’m close.” Chrysanthis was able to let out. Luke thanked the gods, as he pounded into her with the strength of Hercules yet the care and softness of Hestia.
He wanted their souls to be intertwined for the rest of all time, he wanted to be with her till the end of days. A whimper came out of Chrys as he quickened.
“It’s okay baby you’re almost there. Doing so well.” All she could do was whimper and moan his name, unable to think of anything but him, forever and always.
After a few more rounds of pounding she reached her peak and rode on Luke’s dick viciously, erotically moaning his name consistently. While she was at her peak Luke reached his, and her hole was suddenly filled with a new warmth she had never felt before. It felt heavenly. 
Eventually Luke collapsed next to Chrysanthis, looking back up at the stars with her as they had been at the start of that night.
“I don’t think I’m ever going to love somebody as much as I love you.” Luke whispered, as if throwing his small truth out into the vast universe above them.
Chrysanthis turned to him, eyes still glowing brighter than stars, and she wrapped her arms around him. He quickly reciprocated the gesture, hugging her around her waist as they snuggled as close to each other as they possibly could. Both were in total peace.
♥♥♥
Soon the summer camp kids started rolling in: Charles, Silena, Conner, along with a boatload of new faces and names. Chrysanthis knew it was stressing him out, but Luke seemed a lot more on edge than usual.
His nightmares had gotten worse and every now and again, Chrys could see something in his eyes. She didn’t fully understand it, but it scared her. One day she was getting lunch with Luke. He was ranting about his stupid kids, bragging about his fourth win, he was also talking about one of the new kids.
“You’d like him Chrys, he’s unclaimed but I don’t think that'll last long.” He chuckled. Luke saw him from across the mess hall and waved him over. “I have to go see to some business, but I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Chrysanthis, daughter of Demeter.”
He ran off going to do god knows what, and Chrys was now left with this kid who probably wasn’t much older than 12.  She extended her hand for a greeting,
“Hi! What’s your name?”
“My name’s Percy, it’s nice to meet you…”
“You can just call me Chrys for short, I know it’s a mouthful.” Percy smiled as he shook her hand. Luke was right, this kid felt special, he practically had kleos dripping off of him.
As Chrysanthis shook his hand, she knew he was destined for something big. She just hoped she could be a part of that when it happened.
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jokeringcutio · 4 months
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Explore: Chapter 3 is up : (Reader x William Afton, dark romance; William is not a nice guy)
It's been over a year since William got his hands on you, and you thought that going on a little urbex trip with the classmate you are crushing on would be a good idea. Guess where he takes you... This fic is rated Explicit for Mature audiences only and contains dark material, including Murder & Non-con/dub-con. Read full tags on AO3. Tags get updated as the story evolves.
Want something more vanilla (or have a different Afton x Reader idea?) I am open for prompts.
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all54321 · 2 months
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Chapter 2: Sheltering A Stranger
Make Yourself at Home (Stay as Long as you Need)
AO3: Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Summary:
”And we’re here!” Scar exclaims, gesturing at the building in front of them as they approach.
Grian makes a noise, seeming impressed, “Looks nice.”
“I put a lot of work into it. The entrance is over here,” Scar grabs Grian by his wrist without thinking, pulling him towards the entrance.
The contact is warm, hot in a way Scar wasn’t expecting. It burns, but in a strangely pleasant way. He lets go the moment he reaches the door, quickly removing the barricades acting as a lock, but the heat doesn’t fade. Scar isn’t sure what to make of that.
Once he and Grian enter, he secures the door back in place, trying not to think too deeply into what just happened. “There’s not much, but it’s secure.”
Chapter 2 is here!!
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evienyx · 1 month
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Fractures: Sundered, Chapter One: Returned
'With the arrival of Princess Azula, Toph Beifong, and Master Piandao to the Fire Nation, Fire Lord Zuko, barely staying afloat as is, finds himself thrown directly into the very thing he's been avoiding: the fallout of the Hundred-Year War.
As faces old and new emerge from the shadows, some friend and other foe, Zuko struggles to help both his nation and the world while grappling with exactly what it means to do what is right.'
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And so it begins.
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oneshotrevolt-updates · 6 months
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S.T.A.R.S. era Wesker/Chris episodes. Chronological self-enclosed stories. Wesker POV.
I keep writing about them, so now they get a collection of lil stories.
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ask-the-becile-boys · 1 month
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Epilogue, Part 1 of 2
Previous | Next
[ID: Nineteen digitally sketched panels in black and white. Some panels do not have anti-aliasing, making the lines more pixelated.]
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[Panel 1: White text on black background reading, "Call connecting (ellipses)"]
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[Panel 2: View from a webcam of Scratch adjusting its angle, with SFX: -fidget-. Scratch has different prosthetics now, including a more robust left arm, a proper left eye, a nose and mouth, and a neck vent with a circular mark on it. He is smiling and looks less tired than before At the bottom of the screen is a name plate like the ones present in video chat programs, reading 'Royce Ellis (he/him).' He wears a Walter Robotics t-shirt reading 'WR']
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[Panel 3: No anti-aliasing. A shot of the top of a picnic table. At the bottom of the screen the name plate reads "Riker Szarka (he/him)." Riker says from off panel, "(em-dash) oh! It came through! Can you hear us, Scratch?"]
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[Panel 4: Panel is split diagonally. In the top left, Scratch smiles and says out loud, "Video's a little grainy, but I can hear you!" In the bottom right, Riker, in pixelated lines with name plate, says, "Eh, best we can do with rest stop Wi-Fi."]
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[Panel 5: Scratch narrates in white text outlined in black: "It's been a few months since the Beciles left town." Scratch in the present sits at his computer desk, hands folded over his stomach. We can see that he now also has a robust prosthetic right lower leg. He says, "I guess that means you finished your contract in Chicago?" Narration continues at the bottom: "They like to check in every other week or so."]
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[Panel 6: Riker sits at the picnic table, looking into his phone in his hands. Dee is barely visible sitting on his far side from the viewer. The Skull stands at the end of the table looking at a map. Narration from Scratch says, "Riker's working a little, when he can." Riker says,"Yeah. We would've stayed longer, but we weren't makings ends meet. I got something lined up near Baltimore, though."]
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[Panel 7: No anti-aliasing as Riker turns his phone to point at The Skull, who continues looking at the map (labeled 'Map'). Riker's name plate is present. Riker says from off panel, "We're gonna detour toward the Appalachias. The Skull wants to try and jog his memories like Hare and Jack." Scratch asks from off panel, "Is anyone else up?" The Jack says from off panel, "We're all here!"]
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[Panel 8: Narration from Scratch: "The Jack gets more confident every time they call." Hare yawns (SFX: all caps -yawn-). No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. The Jack sits smiling, wearing a T-shirt that reads 'cubs' in all caps. Hare has an eye patch riveted over his missing right eye. The Jack says, "Hare and I are just awake for the call. It's The Skull's turn to ride up front."]
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[Panel 9: No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. The Skull finally looks up and says, "Plan is for me to drive once we're off the highway. The straight roads through the cornfields are good for practice." Hare smirks and says, "Lord knows you need it, leadfoot. How's that impossible metal stuff treating you, Scratch?"]
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[Panel 10: Scratch smiles brightly and says, "It's light! I feel a lot better without so much weight to carry around." The Jack asks from off panel, "Did Mr. Walter retune your elec (ellpises) electro (ellipses)" Scratch says, "Electrolarynx. Yeah! I still mostly sign in person, but it's handy for video calls like this or for phoning in to work."]
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[Panel 11: No anti-aliasing. The Skull lowers his brows sternly. Narration from Scratch: "The Skull still worries a lot, but he seems more at ease with himself." The Skull asks, "He's not tying your upgrades to your work, is he? No holding back on maintenance if you don't behave?"]
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[Panel 12: Shot of Scratch's new left arm gesturing calmly. He says, "Not at all. Everything is covered by Walter Robotics. We're even discussing a slight pay raise now that I'm past probation!"]
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[Panel 13: No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. Narration from Scratch: "Hare has matured… just a little." The Jack says excitedly, "That's great!" Hare grins and says, "If only we'd known remote work was so flush when you lived with us!" Scratch says from off panel, "Well, selling Becile Industries' secrets was a good foot in the door."]
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[Panel 14: No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. Dee sits, looking at an e-Reader. Tatters sits on the table top by her hands, wearing a cat harness and leash. Hare says from off panel, "Psst, Dee. Say hello." Dee says flatly, "Hello." Scratch's narration: "Dee is still adjusting. But they're giving her time."]
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[Panel 15: Same shot. Tatters looks over at something, her ears and whiskers perking up. Hare says from off panel, "We can't pull her away from that e-reader thingy you sent her. Once she got those library cards on it, it was all over."]
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[Panel 16: No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. Hare folds his arms on the table and looks to the side, asking, "(ellipses) Say, uhh. Did Rabbit get my last postcard?"]
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[Panel 17: Profile shot of Scratch, looking relaxed. Narration reads: "For all that Locksmith tried to destroy us (ellipses)" Scratch says in the present, "She did. The 'bots were asking after you guys, actually. Could you send me a group photo to show them?"]
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[Panel 18: Narration: "I think being forced to let go helped us in the end." No anti-aliasing, Riker's name plate present. Riker looks down at the camera and says, "I should be able to screenshot something here (ellipses) Huddle up, guys!"]
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[Panel 19: Tall panel. Narration: "Things might not be easy. Change still hurts. But the shadows are just a little bit lighter." Riker holds up his phone at arms length in front of him, back to the table. Dee looks over; The Skull leans in, slightly smiling; Hare and The Jack stand to get into frame, both grinning, Jack flashing a peace sign. Tatters looks mischievous off to the side. The narration finishes: "And the Becile Bots are doing just fine." End ID]
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papermint-airplane · 1 month
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So I think I am going to post a new story while waiting on something for Rogue Town. Do not be alarmed, Rogue Town isn't ending! I am way too in love with the characters to do that. It's just on a temporary hiatus for a special reason.
Anyway, I had an idea a while ago for what is, to be frank, such a stupid idea it made me laugh and I couldn't not do it. Especially since @happy-lemon also laughed when I told her and she's the kind of writer I want to be when I grow up so I took it as a good sign. 😅 I hope you'll all enjoy the idiocy as much as I do. In fact, it includes some faces that might be a little familiar to you if you've been hanging around my blog for the past few weeks, including one that was posted a very long time ago that I just now figured out what to do with. 👀
I have two words for you: goth save.
That's right. We're about to get spoopy up in this bitch. 🖤🐈‍⬛🦇🕸️
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ask-party-pie · 1 month
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Candy Streamers: Hey!
Miss Pie: Oh! Hey, Candy. Need something?
Candy Streamers: Yeah, it's dinner. Come on, I ordered from our favorite place.
Miss Pie: Actually...can we talk first? There's something important I need to tell you...
((And so it begins))
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livelovesimallways · 15 days
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"Baby Johnson's Arrival"...Pt. 5
(previous)
20 Minutes Later......
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"Deanna?..." *closes the door*
*sees who it is* "Oh hell no! I don't know why you're up here, but you can get out! Tell that mothafucker to give me my son and my phone, we're leaving! I'm getting a restraining order and filling for full custody. He'll be lucky if a judge allows supervised visitation."
"I know you're upset right now but just take a moment to think rationally."
"Rationally!??? Look at my face!!" *voice cracking* "This is more than one punch!...I'm done."
"Listen, he had no right to put his hands on you. Nothing in this world justifies that. But with that being said, it didn't come out of nowhere. You named his son after Sean, something he has to live with for the rest of his life. That was fucked up too."
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"Well he should've handled that like a man, instead of using his fists! Of course I was wrong, but that doesn't mean I deserved this."
"I'm not saying you did, I just want you to see that there's cause and effect. Going to the courts over this one incident doesn't make sense. It wouldn't be a regular case. He's Michael fuckin Johnson!...The world famous, six time NBA champion, multi-billionaire! Do you realize the rippling damage that would cause? Think about Silas. Labeling his father as an abuser would mess up his future."
"Oh please, only Mike is going to suffer, and rightfully so."
"How can you be so sure? If this gets out, he'll be flooded with lawsuits from people looking for a payday. They'll say he's a monster and use your situation as ammunition. No one will care if they have any real claim, it'll be believable. His reputation will be finished, he'll have to resign from his companies, and he'll forever be blackballed. Silas is his son. No one will want to work with him or put him on a team because of the negative attention his father's name will bring. Sure he'll be rich, but will he be happy? All the comments, ridicule, comparisons...It will take a toll."
"Well, what do you suggest I do then!? I can't be here and I'm not leaving my baby. He's not going to give me custody without a fight. I won't win without telling my truth."
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"I know. He's stubborn and not capable of seeing the bigger picture, but you are. You're Silas' mother and have been protecting him since you found out you were pregnant. Continue to do that by letting this go. Everything was fine before today. He knows he messed up and I promise you he won't do that again. Just take a breather, rest, and reset."
*shakes her head* "This is crazy..."
"I agree. It's alot, but you're doing the right thing. I'll go get you an ice pack and some Tylenol."
"...And Silas?"
"Hmm. Maybe I should bring him up after you get some rest. Babies can sense stress. You'll feel better afterwards and that will make all the difference."
A Little While Later.......
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"Took you long enough, I was beginning to get worried. Ryan handled his part and got through to Sean's agent. Once he heard the words blackballed he had him make a post addressing the rumors." *rubs Silas' back* "So what happened with Deanna?"
"She's hurting but I think I got through to her. Right now she's resting."
"Good. Did you give her the pain medicine?
"Yes. I told her it was Tylenol like you asked." *with a slight attitude*
"I know you didn't want to do it but it had to be done. I can't trust that she won't change her mind, so it's just a little insurance. Technically Percs have Tylenol in them so you really didn't lie."
"So how exactly will that work in your favor?"
"It's simple. If she goes to the courts, I will have the judge order a hair sample drug test. They leave your system but stay in your hair for up to 90 days. My lawyers will paint a very different picture that you and Ryan will corroborate. I told her ass, I don't play about my kids. She's either gonna fall in line or lose him for good."
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finaltimelineau · 2 months
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(Johnny was supposed to have a ponytail in the last flashback too btw, I just forgot it 💀)
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andreafmn · 1 month
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Hey everyone, I want to introduce to you all to the reason I have only been able to write on my phone and one handed:
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Meet little Miss Olivia Rosalie Hope. Well, Rosalie is only in my head because no one else wanted that name at home 🤭. But since she’s still such a baby, she requires a lot of attention, so writing has been a bit difficult. But hopefully I am able to get some chapters out to y’all. 💖
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fallstaticexit · 2 months
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Life has been a bit hectic lately, story updates will resume next week 🥹💖
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all54321 · 3 months
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Chapter 1: From Void to Ruins
Make Yourself at Home (Stay as Long as you Need)
After many months of work, it’s finally here. I’m so excited to share this with y’all, A lot of work was put into this fic (and AU as a whole) and it’s come out great.
Of course this is all thanks to @hermitshippingbigbang <3
Summary: After years of imprisonment, Grian finally escapes the watchers, only to find himself in Scar’s the Crafting Dead world instead. He’s determined to escape this world as quickly as he can, but it proves harder then he had anticipated.
Despite how suspicious Grian is, Scar takes Grian under his wing, teaching him how to survive. He’s just glad to have company after surviving all on his own for so long.
Read here!
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