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    “I don’t think I’ll last another summer, bro,” Eggchan mumbled, suddenly so small and quiet. And if Wemmbu hadn’t been practicing his knife skills, he’d probably have already cut his fingers off. Wemmbu forced the word out of his throat. It should be easy enough, right?

    Or, a Taxduo hospital fic that's been in my mind for far too long.

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    16 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 29

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    There are three Truths that anchor ████ mind:

    1. Early in the morning of January 1, ████, ███ ██████ ███, the ███████ body of Derek Hutchins, age 27, was discovered inside his rented flat, sitting by his work desk near his laptop and custom drone. █████ ██ █████: Unknown. ███: █ ██████.
    2. Uploaded on March 30, 2026, Minecraft Yotuber AveryTheMayo, age 23, posted footage recorded on December 31, 2025, of meeting and interacting with someone who had Derek Hutchins' Minecraft Username and skin, in a supposedly single player world. His footage was later used and viewed as an unfiction story to the wider masses.
    3. █ ███ ██████ ███████ ██ ██████ ██ ███ ███████████ ██ ██, ███ ██████, ██████ ████ ventured ██ ███████ ███ ██████ ████ █████, ██ █ ███ ██████████ ██ knowledge ██ ████ █████ ██████ █████ reveal. █ ██████ ██ ███ poisonous ███████ ███████ ██ █ █████ ██ █ snake.
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    09 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 20

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    "Was I really worse than what you're going through right now?" Wifies asked asked.

    He reached out, slowly, and brushed his hand against Parrot's wings. The former king swore he could feel an icy shiver run up where his fingers passed. With a start, Parrot jerked his wings back, flinching away from him as if he had been burned by the touch, and repositioned himself to keep Wifies fully in his line of sight.

    "I would have never done this to you," he continued. "I would've never let that happen to you. You know that."

    "BUT YOU STILL HURT ME!" Parrot screamed, and his wings flared out to their full span behind him, forming an imposing wall of green, blue, red, and orange feathers.

     

    OR: basically Saps torturing Parrot when he lost to the point where he lowkey went crazy and hallucinated about Wifies.

    OR: My version of events about the ending of Parrot's Civil War: The Finale, because it's never enough angst. This whole thing was written 'cause people kept saying he was gonna hallucinate about Wifies, so here I am, making that happen.

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    28 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 68

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    "What's this one called?" Mob mumbled, raising his head the taddest bit.

    "My Gal, by Niklas Gabrielsson."

    "Well, it's good."

    Verity's smile widened slightly. "I am pleased you think so."

    "Man, this is the kind of music you'd dance to."

    "It is."

    Mob pictured villagers attempting ballroom dancing and immediately regretted the thought; he chuckled to himself at the absurdity.

    Then Verity asked: "Would you like to dance?" Mob laughed again, a fair bit harder this time. "No?"

    "Why not?" Verity asked, a bit faster than he meant to.

    "'Cause I don't know how."

    "I could teach you." 

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    Verity teaches Mob to dance

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    20 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    “I would have died for you,” Wang states with his eyes unrelenting, a little fierce, yet his voice is tamed and almost gentle as a rabid river calms when the source—of Wang’s anger—is no more, “but here I am.”

    ‘Wasn’t this enough? Can’t you now let me be?’ Wang’s tired gaze adds the rest; Chongyue doesn’t need words to hear it, his heart aches uncomfortably even at the thought. Wang has always been someone who cared about everything and anything (mostly about everyone he has ever loved or held close or any obsessions that had kept him awake, maybe through decades worth of time), but himself.

    (...)
    “I’m here,” Chongyue whispers into Wang’s hair, letting him lean more onto him, gently stroking his back with a hand. Wang only flinches when Chongyue’s fingers trace the sharp edges of his ribs the first time.

    Holding him and having him so close is like coming home—for Chongyue, that’s always been the people dear to him, especially the one in his hands.

    Or: a fic about grief, love, and a reunion

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    17 May 2026