Underscore_Overture
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01 Jul 2026
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See me after class.
Lina stares at the phone screen and lets her next breath leave her chest in an explosive sigh. For a moment, she considers ignoring the command, but she knows that nothing good will come of it. Professor Hart is not known for his forgiveness—a fact that Lina knows intimately well. She swallows, shifting in place, already feeling a pulse of heat in her lower stomach and hating herself for it.
fine, whatever, she texts back, then puts her phone away.
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29 Jun 2026
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aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of hell? by halfbathalfchild (earlieststar)
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series), Dimension 20: City Council Of Darkness
15 May 2026
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Bat Child is not a bat, not really. She's very much not a child. She says she's not a vampire either.
She's not a zoologist, and not a student and not a superhero. Not a kumite master. And not anyone's sister or daughter.
There's a lot of things she isn't, including alive.But she is theirs.
(or: the coterie cares for vesper in the ways they know how)
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24 Jun 2026
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Fabian decides to try out having a roommate. Adaine and Riz have never seen a sketchier Craigslist ad in their lives.
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- Part 6 of lev's fantasy high fics
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11 Jun 2026
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Everyone knows the spot, though nobody talks about it—not openly, at least.
Walk past the warehouses, late at night when they're all closed and their windows are dark: eventually you'll find yourself in an empty parking lot. You'll see that two of the ancient, flickering street lights have gone out, creating an ominously dark spot between them, like a circle of pure void. If you're brave enough to walk into the circle—and of course you are, if you've come this far—you'll stumble upon a sturdy, wooden picnic table, just the perfect height for you to bend over and lie on your stomach.
And wait.
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- Part 20 of Noncon Trans Smut
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07 Jun 2026