phirrational
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i was raised out in the cold by phirrational
Fandoms: Animator vs. Animation (Short Films - Becker)
02 Jan 2026
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I read somewhere, Yellow tells him later, that grief is—it's just love, with nowhere to go, and Red bites his tongue hard enough that he'll taste the scar for a week.
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- Part 3 of stick season
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we were kids, but that don't make this any less hard.
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a collection of 100-word vignettes from stick season.
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- Part 4 of stick season
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from there on you might just grow by phirrational
Fandoms: Animator vs. Animation (Short Films - Becker)
27 Dec 2025
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Purple wants Gold's dad back too. He really does. Gold's dad being back would mean that Gold would stop killing herself and she would eat and sleep without him reminding her too and Gold's dad would smile at them in that tired-but-kind way he always did and ruffle their hair and say he's proud of them, real proud of them, for building the staff and making the plan and trying so hard to save him. Then they could go back home, all three of them, like a family.
(It's really, really not fair.)
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in which gold is the grieving worldkiller, and purple is her brother, and neither of them know how to be a family anymore.
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in the garden of eden by phirrational for APoemOfArson
Fandoms: Animator vs. Animation (Short Films - Becker)
26 Dec 2025
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in the beginning, there is color (red) (blue) (yellow) (green).
and the world looks upon its (children) and finds them
(perfect)
Let There Be—
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in which four children grow up in a deathless paradise, and the consequences of disobedience.
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i’ve been exactly where you are by phirrational
Fandoms: Animator vs. Animation (Short Films - Becker)
10 Oct 2025
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"You know," says Green, idly tossing the apple into the air, "I never thought we'd actually make it."
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- Part 2 of stick season
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and i love vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
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a meandering modern au on love, grief, and the mundane horrors of being a child
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Your brother brings the rain with him.
It’s a stupid thing to think. Utah’s drought isn’t going anywhere. And in the insipid metaphor of your life, Tommy has nothing to do with water. But it’s been a rainless few weeks, and at four fifteen in the morning, you wake to frigid rain and big, thumping knocks on the door. You open it, and then you put on your glasses to be sure that you’re seeing what you’re seeing.
“I want a feast of your fathers,” Tommy says. “I demand you grill me a cheese.”
(Tommy comes by for a visit. Many questions are asked, few are answered, and tours of Utah are given.)
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It’s a comfort, having a name that is right. It is a comfort knowing that she is Sorrow and sorrow is her and they are one and the same. This is who she was meant to be. It is always who she was meant to be.
And yet.
(Or: Esther becomes the fury of Sorrow.)
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Pete lands, stumbles, hits the ground, and immediately shoots to his feet, fists clenched and breathing hard. “Where is he?!” He shouts. The sound waves ripple visibly through the dream-sky and knock a unicorn off its flight course. “Where is he?!”
Nod pokes their head out from the cloud-floor, rubbing their ears. “Where is who?”
“I came here when I died— where’s Kingston?”
OR: The Dream Team have a terrible track record of letting each other stay dead.
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the farm by MashpotatoeQueen for NobodysDaydreams
Fandoms: The Mysterious Benedict Society - Trenton Lee Stewart
06 Mar 2026
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"I have an old friend," Mr. Benedict says. His eyes are kind and his hands are open. Some people might easily confuse him for his brother, but S.Q. has never made the mistake once. "He maintains a farm, a few hours away by train. His name is John Cole, and he's agreed to let you stay with him, if you'd like. How does that sound to you?"
It is another one of their little talks, the ones that leave S.Q. with creaks in his spine from the tense way he holds his shoulders. Always, always, S.Q. remembers the island and the cave, so he considers each question with no small amount of care, poking at it for trickery and subterfuge. He considers his answers with an even greater amount of caution, like they are a stack of porcelain plates that he has to carry from hall to hall.
S.Q. wants to say no, is the truth of it. His place is by Curtain's side. He had said they could do it together, and he had meant it.
Another truth: S.Q. is very good at being prompted by pointed questions, especially by men with a shock of white hair and green plaid suits. S.Q. wrings his clumsy fingers and says, "Alright, Mr. Benedict."
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dear donnie by wg12349876
Fandoms: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003)
03 Dec 2025
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prompt: obituary
You called me stupid once, and only once when you were really mad at me for breaking your telescope that one time. You once gave me a fat lip when you elbowed me way too hard during warm ups. You used to rip ass and always blame it on me and laugh when Leo left the room after chewing me out. You sometimes left the toilet seat up when you peed and again, blamed that on me. You were a terrible liar, a god awful cook, you sung so badly when I always knew you had the voice of an angel. You never let me win Street Fighter even when I was being a sore loser. You once got drunk at April and Casey’s wedding after party and lovingly called me the runt.
You did a lot of really good, beautiful, wonderful, awful, horrid things in your short, tragic life.
I guess it gets easily tangled to the point I can’t remember whether those things are supposed to be good or bad, in the end.
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- Part 3 of december fic advent 2025