Pyrolizard413
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After Gwi-Ma is sealed away, the new Honmoon blanketing the city in its protective embrace, the only thing Rumi wants to do is sleep.
Her body aches, her vision blurs, and her head throbs with the pain of a headache long ignored. The moment Mira and Zoey usher her offstage, away from the hundreds of thousands of fans, the adrenaline leaves her as fast as it came. She sags backward, stumbling over nothing but her exhaustion, and for a moment, she thinks that hitting the floor would be a welcome sensation.
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The girls get Rumi home after the events of the Idol Awards, and then they have to deal with all of the shattered glass they had sung about.
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We all know what happens.
The nerds prank Max Jägerman, he walks up the stairs, falls through the floor, and dies.
But, a fall from three stories won't always kill you, and while getting impaled isn't ideal, plenty of people have survived that too. What if Max had stuck around the nerds for a little longer before heading up the stairs? What if they had followed? What if the first response to an emergency wasn't dismembering and burying a body?
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The slow redemption of Max Jägerman, and how everyone else feels about... all of that.
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- Part 1 of Three Stories Down
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The Ordeal That is Feeling by Pyrolizard413
Fandoms: Hatchetfield Universe - Team StarKid
02 Nov 2023
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It first happened in 7th grade.
Hatchetfield Middle School, gym class, 3rd period, just before lunch. Grace didn’t hate gym, but she preferred pedaling her bike through her neighborhood.
A character study of the confusing processes of repression and feelings. They don't often play nice.
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- Part 2 of Three Stories Down
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Amity unlocked the door and stepped inside...
Only to be instantly met with Ed and Em trying to change the walls to an array of different colors. Alador stood beside them, nodding his head at some, giving them a sharp look at others, and smiling the whole time.
“What are you—“ she spluttered, standing stupidly in the doorway. “What are you doing??”
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A fic about change, broken families, and the healing power of a good campfire.
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Had they truly stopped the Day of Unity? Was everyone okay? Why did King do that?
So many questions swam in Luz's head, and she couldn't answer a single one.
Her friends are here with her, in the human realm, with no way to leave. So she tries to do what she does best! Help them! Emphasis on tries.
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When it's not just Max Jägerman who falls at the old Waylon place, he's given a chance to redeem himself and heal (physically and mentally) with the "Nerdy Prudes".
Snippets of life between the incident at the Waylon place and university, from any number of perspectives.
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But she felt her face burning. And his face was dark, too, probably from shock or exertion, but it still struck her, almost as much as the the ghost of his tears. She twisted her mouth in indignation. She was supposed to be a feared necromancer, a vicious soldier in this ritualistic battle, not some dumb teenage girl with a dumb teenage girl bleeding heart. Even if how Apollo currently looked was totally, infuriatingly satisfying. Open, exposed, raw, finally knocked down from that high, gilded throne, someone she could actually level with, someone whose blood she could mix with her own.
Apollo opened his mouth. But nothing came out, just ragged breaths. His hand, the one not holding his rapier, knuckles bruised purple and palms damp with sweat, raised to grab her hip. It was tense, as though preparing to push her off or to dig in his claws.
She made a frustrated sound. Oh, for fuck's sake.
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Graves phantom strikes Apollo mid-ritual. It all devolves from there--and then, somehow, gets better.Bookmarked by Pyrolizard413
14 Sep 2026
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reprise (one more time, from the top) by illumalux (LittleMoon285)
Fandoms: Hatchetfield Series - Team StarKid
01 Aug 2026
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There are three things that I currently know with absolute certainty, numbered in no particular order of truthfulness or importance.
The human brain does not have the capability to erase memories. You may have difficulty retrieving a certain memory, but it never leaves the brain.
I have not sung a C-sharp six since I was fifteen years old.
Everything you see is in the past. Based on the finite speed of light, every action you see has already been completed. It’s too late to change it.Or: When the spotlight hits, Emma remembers everything. This is how she processes it.
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10 Aug 2026
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There’s a glow coming from somewhere, probably something left on the stage, backlighting not-Paul into a silhouette with two empty blue eyes. It rises to its feet, swallowing Emma in its shadow. A spotlight in reverse.
“Lovely songbird, you’re a hard girl to please… but then again.” Somehow, she can see the glint of its smile, too. “Here you are, on your hands and your knees.
“Perhaps if nothing else can get you to sing, it’s worth trying one last thing.”
A pause, like the cosmos holding its breath.
“E-Emma?”
And then Paul Matthews collapses to the ground.
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or: Emma finds herself plunged into lucidity at the end of every production of TGWDLM. Pokey decides to try something new.
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- Part 3 of Reprise (and Bonus Scenes)
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25 Jul 2026
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“I was the last one to see them. Both of them.” And her heart speeds up but she does not speak, she can wait, they have forever. There’s nothing else that matters. Nothing matters. “I should’ve–” A noise like a wounded animal. “I knew something was wrong. I left them here, and– and it’s my fault. I should’ve stopped them.”
Carol hears nothing but her heart in her ears. The wind is in her eyes, drying them, she didn’t know they were wet. Endlessly monochrome, before her: the killer.
“Yes,” she says finally. “You should have.”
OR: Two bodies are found in the lake, and a funeral is planned for three. Carol Holiday is left alone.
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27 Jun 2026
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a not-so-lonely moonar yulenear by honeyfluent
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series), Fantasy High
21 Dec 2025
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Fig smiles, her grin sharp and excitable. “This year, you’re gonna make some new traditions. Yeah? You’ll come along with each of us on our holiday celebrations and you’re gonna learn what it’s like to have fun over Moonar Yulenear, got it?”
Riz blows out a slow breath. He doesn’t want to admit it but it does sound appealing to spend the holidays with someone else, versus his quiet mornings in an empty apartment after his mom has left for her fourteenth shift in a row without a day off. He imagines what it might be like to bake with Fig or drink nog with Gorgug or even go to church with Kristen. It might be nice, he thinks, to be amongst people during some of the loneliest days of the year.
“Okay,” he chokes out. “I’ll do it.”
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or: Riz admits that his holidays are going to be lonely and the Bad Kids take it upon themselves to rectify that.
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