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cinq d'épées by howlingmoonrise (TheDarkStoryteller) for CC_Red
Fandoms: The Princess and the Frog (2009)
18 Dec 2020
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“I’ll think about it,” Charlotte says with a false, tremulous smile, already knowing she will not take it. Tia had been too proud to take her help before: she remembers wanting to help, wanting so badly, and Big Daddy holding her hand and telling her that Tia’s family would not take anything they didn’t feel like they’d earned. She’d thought it stupid, then, and she still thinks it’s stupid, now. Charlotte will take whatever is offered and then more, but not this. “But I think I’d rather stay. This is still my home.”
It’s her home, but for how much longer? The creditors are fewer, but with Big Daddy around, they at least knew there was a good chance of getting their money’s worth and didn’t bother pushing too hard. Now there’s only Charlotte, and Big Daddy had always kept her away from the business side of things, so she knows nothing. All she knows are the growing piles of correspondence untouched by the entrance, and the people clamouring at the mansion’s gates, and the pitying looks she gets whenever she tries to venture more than one step outside.
She wants Big Daddy back. No matter the price.
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Charlotte has always been all about wanting. Wishing on stars just didn't cut it anymore.
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23 May 2026
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
[[ Completed ]]
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- Part 1 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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23 Mar 2026
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Gabriel let out an ugly bark of laughter and abruptly looked away, his hand rubbing against the front of his helm.
“Machine,” he said in wry, twisted amusement, “you are far more likely to grow a soul. When a day comes that an object such as yourself possesses such a thing, will be the day an angel can live without Father’s light.”
V1 knew a challenge when it heard one. It also knew it excelled at winning them.
or;
In Gabriel's final hours, he and V1 make a bet.
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Act 0: Finished
Act 1: Finished
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- Part 1 of The Gabv1el Road Trip
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04 Mar 2026
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between the click of the light and the start of the dream by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
10 Aug 2024
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The lights of the whole district went out with a pop, streetlights and autocars grinding to a halt. The contrast felt like losing touch with reality, stimulation dropping to zero: no lights in the windows, no holographic advertisements crowding the sidewalks, every VR port in the city running on emergency battery power. Grian activated his wings on reflex, but there wasn’t an attack. It couldn’t have been an attack, or Pearl would have already been moving.
The only possible threat was the storm over the sea, a roiling unnatural thunderhead that the lack of advertisements made significantly more visible. It was coming in from the west. To the east the sky was clearer, and the clouds had gaps between them, and one of those gaps cradled the moon like a picture frame.
It was impossible to concentrate on anything else after seeing the moon. The heightened winds, the debris slamming into the unshielded buildings, the shantytown lights blinking off one by one as they diverted power to their defenses– none of it meant anything. None of it even registered.
“Pearl,” Grian said, almost too fascinated to be horrified, "am I dreaming, or is the moon big?”
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- Part 9 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]
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21 Feb 2026