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    Grian discovers he has powers, after somehow copying Scar's in order to hold back Jimmy. He doesn't know what they are at first, but he will find out. What he will do with them is the question.

    Based on Midnight Strangers by SeriouslyCalamitous. Read it first!

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    19 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    [This is a rewrite of my own work.]

    The rain pelts him harder as he sprints through the darkened streets. Dressed in all black, he blends seamlessly into the night.

    "Are you almost there?"

    A voice echoes in his ear, though no one else is around to hear it.

    "Yup." He slows to a jog, his footsteps nearly silent as he crouches beside a partially obscured, thin basement window. Using the flash on his phone, he peers inside. A young boy, no older than twelve, sits huddled in the corner.

    "Han, be careful," the voice warns. Han scoffs, drawing the boy's startled gaze. Panicked, the child presses himself against the far wall.

    Han pushes at the window. It opens slightly, then gives way completely with another nudge, disintegrating with a flash of orange in Han's eyes.

    "Who are you?" the boy asks, his voice trembling. Han is momentarily startled.

    "I'm Peter. Would you like to go to Neverland?" Han extends his hand. The boy stares at him, confused.

    The voice sighs audibly. "I told you to stop using that line. You sound like a drug dealer."

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    15 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 21

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    Flame opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a huge, wall-mounted axe.

    The axe was made of gold.

    Ignoring the durability issue——seriously, who uses a golden axe as a weapon? That thing would bend after two swings——Flame had to admit it was a beautiful object.

    A person with long pink hair stood across from him.

    This person was very tall—a good head taller than Flame, though Flame attributed this to his age—wearing a dark red long coat trimmed with white fur. His eyes were a very pale, nearly gray blue, currently slightly narrowed as he looked at Flame with an expression that said I'm curious how much longer you'll manage to stay alive.

    And his hand—very naturally, very casually—rested on the sword hilt at his waist.

    "Who are you?" the pink-haired person spoke. "How did you get in?"

    Flame opened his mouth.

    "...Uh."

    OR:Flame was transported to Dsmp, and Dream travelled to uu. Surely they had a good time there, guessing each other’s relationships blindly.(A collab between smp that no one asked for!<3)

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    14 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 54

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    They don’t call him a hero.
    They don’t call him a villain.

    They call him when they’re bleeding.

    Smiley heals everyone.

    Even the ones he shouldn’t.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    This goes against every single rule Wilbur has ever been asked to follow.

    His family would kill him. Tommy would feel lied to. Techno would turn him in for points. Phil wouldn't be able to look at him. The agency as a whole would scrape his name off the leaderboard with some turpentine and a sneer.

    But, even while he's a vigilante and Wilbur is a hero, Quackity looks incredible in neon lights.

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    Or, the half SBI half TNTduo fic where Wilbur has to navigate just about every type of relationship while working through his trauma; completely unaware to the silent threat growing behind the scenes. (I'M NOT ON HIATUS I'M JUST WRESTLING WITH WRITER'S BLOCK, GIVE ME LIKE A WEEK OR TWO MORE) (I KNOW ITS BEEN ALL SUMMER. IM STILL NOT ON HIATUS. I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO WRITE THIS ENTIRE TIME. THATS HOW BAD IT IS OK)

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    06 Jun 2026