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It was drawing day. He decided! And Mimi didn't say anything, so it was decided that she agreed.
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A sorta fluff thing that came to me in a dream. I haven't written in a while and this was really half-assed, so I might fix it up a bit later or just leave it as is. we'll see I guess. enjoy
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"Oh come on.'' The human interrupted him, and everyone else in the house froze. But they kept on talking, not seeming to realize how much danger they were in. 'I'll be reasonable if you will. Only tiny sips, and in a separate cup. Please? It really is amazuuh-" Their voice faltered as they looked back, and realized how close Lucifer was leaning in, face a perfect picture of cold malevolence. Even his tone could make you shiver.
"Just stop drinking all the coffee creamer."
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A familiar taste that leads our chaotic MC into an unsettling interaction with Lucifer.
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Down and out of Cannibal Town took about 10 minutes, even walking slowly. After that, they walked down a familiar path on the sidewalk to a section of Hell that lead near a river. El liked where Rosie lived more than the small cabin on the outskirts of town were they used to live. The city was busier, sure, and louder, but they liked the walks. They liked way they could duck out of a busy section and turn down some small little alleyway that lead to the back of some section of houses that then lead to a long stretch along a river.
Plus, outside of Cannibal Town, people tended avoid El like the plague, and that suited them just fine.
OR, I wanted to project some stuff onto a new OC! i only have little bits of the story so far, but i wanted to post these first few chapters and see if anyone would want to read this while i figured out where the story is going. i hope you enjoy!
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(B) only wanted the best for (A) during their stay here, of course! And it wasn't just a shallow show of wealth, either. The books on the shelves were some of (A)'s favorites. (A) hated the feel of anything velvet on their skin, so it was all removed and replaced with smooth satin or cotton. There were pens and paper and music and anything else they could want to spend the time.
It was almost enough to make them forget that the windows were bared behind those nice curtains. That the door was locked for all but a few minutes each day, or that only (B) held the key to the door.
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A random short story involving two characters I couldn't think of names for, some eye contact, and a fluffy twist! Characters are named (A) and (B), but if anyone has better reccomendations for them I am open to ideas!- Language:
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To say that Aziraphale never sells the books in his shop wouldn't *quite* be true. He will, technicly if you bring the book over and hand over the asked price, but the angel was never particulary happy with it, and will stop at nothing to make sure it just generally doesn't happen.
There was one time, though, he gave over a book willingly.
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Turns out, Aziraphale quite liked being store owner. He liked having customers, and he liked it when they bought things. (He never really needed the money they handed over, of course. It felt more like giving them little gifts.) He just never wanted to sell the books
Just to be clear the fluff tag isn't for Aziraphale in this one, he more just a witness to the fluff.
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The Harrowing Implications of Being One Limb Away from Becoming a Snake by TechnoCheese
Fandoms: House M.D.
02 Oct 2025
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“Oh, House,” Wilson gasps.
House bristles at the stricken tone, even as his cheeks warm with his friend’s concern. He just knows Wilson is giving him that stupid kicked puppy look, and it’s a shame he has no cane to smack it off his face.
Still, he agrees with the sentiment. ‘Oh, House,’ indeed. Even in his current state, the raw implications of two broken arms on a cripple are harrowing.
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12 Jun 2026
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“hamartia (noun): a fatal flaw leading to the downfall of a tragic hero or heroine.”
Donatello was irreplaceable. He knew that for a fact - he had built his own worth up so high, there was no way anyone could fill his seat at the table. There was one thing that Donatello would never be; that he would never LET himself be. He would never be a liability.
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Or: Donnie loves himself, but he doesn’t like himself, and it takes him being critically injured for anyone to notice the difference.
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Bookmarked by imppie
30 Mar 2026
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*Update (Looks like this is going to be Book One, so I'm taking some characters out that we won't be meeting in this book.)
I made a self-insert MC to live in Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles universe to help out and keep some of my beloved characters alive.
“When the option to be, or not to be a monster is stripped from you, all you have is a choice. What kind of monster do you want to be.”
-The creatureBookmarked by imppie
05 Mar 2026
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This will be where *I Want Claudia to Survive* will be headed.
It was the inspiration I thought of first. Then I asked myself, "how did we get here?" So, *I Want Claudia to Survive* is how we get here.This is a self-insert of sorts.
It's a "what if I were a vampire and I stopped Armand from getting board?"Bookmarked by imppie
05 Mar 2026
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a bird in your teeth by stillateenageabomination
Fandoms: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types
03 Mar 2024
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“Such an unfortunate color that you decided to take on,” Kraang mused from everywhere. He really was all that existed in the entire universe. His voice rumbled from the patch circling his waist and from the splotchy sensation swirling atop his tongue and from the streak stretching across his plastron. “You almost look just like me, Pest, only a touch too strong. I wonder how long it will take for the red to drain out as the rest of you has.”
Kraang’s armor plates veered closer, and Leo got to see firsthand in the reflection as his crescents were smothered underneath a pair of wriggling pink half-moons. They burbled on his face.
“Much better. What do you say, Pest?”
His mouth was stuck shut the first few times he opened it, but eventually he managed to swallow and rasp out, “Th – Tha-a-ank youuu.”
“Such a good Pest,” Kraang said, and his heart soared, because maybe it was time to play again, and maybe this time he could be even better, better enough to finally get that reward, until – “But not good enough.”
or, Leo is in the Prison Dimension for a while. It messes with him. 5 times Leo felt trapped +1 time he was exactly where he wanted to be.
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- Part 9 of Abomination Does Whumptober 2023
Bookmarked by imppie
26 Feb 2026