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During some precious, quality time AJ reveals a little more of her childhood to Drift. In doing so, they both get a chance to face their own unique challenges with grief and loss.
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Yang dies. She wakes up. She fights. She dies. The world stays the same, the situations barely change. Yang wakes up, she fights, she dies. She also falls in love — one repeated day at a time — with the one woman on Remnant who could possibly understand, even if her memories of Yang are erased with each reset. (Yang gets used to the dying, not so much the look in Blake’s eyes that marks her as a stranger.)
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Hellfire Duo bc I’m obsessed with them by A_Random_Entity
Fandom Bannerfall SMP, Cowboy SMP, Vampires SMP
02 Jun 2026
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31 Mar 2026
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The bass started in Beca’s chest before she even stepped inside. It thumped through the metal door, through the concrete walls, through the soles of her boots. A steady, relentless beat that made the sidewalk vibrate faintly beneath her feet.
Beca Mitchell stared at the glowing pink sign above the entrance and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Tell me again why we’re here,” she said.
Next to her, Jesse grinned like he’d been waiting all week for this moment.
“Because,” he said, pushing the door open, “you’ve been living in that studio like a raccoon and I refuse to watch it happen.”
Beca sighed. It had been a brutal week. Four days of mixing vocals for an artist who insisted on recording every line twenty times, three all-nighters tweaking bass levels, and a deadline that felt like it was breathing down her neck.
She was exhausted. But she was not in the mood for…whatever this was.
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15 Mar 2026
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the writing in this is geniunely so amazing it really makes you feel like you're there
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it's cold where i am, and so lonely by barefootdaisy24
Fandoms: Haunted Winter SMP, 100 Days Multiverse
08 Jan 2026
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She stares up at the skeleton of a house. A bone fence trapping a garden of rot, mold crawling up the femurs and tibias stabbed into the ground like a sword into stone. Windows cut through the walls like hollow sockets.
A corpse in the shape of what could’ve been a home. Shadows drifting round the windows, a house that is not a house.
There is nothing here for her. Nothing at all.
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how i think hw!apokuna drowned :D