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  1. Rec 7

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    If this was May's Expedition (if she had a camera crew and not just her imagination) this would probably be in slow motion: a terrific leap over the water, the shock as she clocks that green is hair and not a clump of leaves, the high-pitched yell that starts as she tries to scramble backwards midair. And Drew's shout as she barrels into him, sending both of them into the forest mulch.

    What no documentary could ever capture is the way she sees stars on impact, or the feeling of twigs scrapping her knees. There's a beat of silence, like every Pokémon in these woods stopped to watch this trainwreck. Something bonks the top of May's head and a second later follows the unmistakable plonk of a Pokéball hitting forest soil.

    Drew spits out a twig (it almost feels like he aimed that at her).

    "Well, well - May. What a -" he pauses to gag on more debris, "- surprise."

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    Traveling solo has been going great. Amazing. Super-duper awesome. May's never been better! Drew's the one being weird; he's been super nice lately - and suspiciously keen to win this Bug-Catching Contest.

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    03 May 2026

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    Probably the best CS fic I've ever read, in my humble opinion.

  2. Rec *

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    Alastor let the reality of the situation sink in. Now, he not only felt sick from the infernal drug, but felt sick with himself. For being blindsided. For being weak enough to be caught by it. For being so weak. He wouldn’t let himself show the fear clenching at his heart, threatening him with the unknown. He had no clue what this would mean for him or what would happen. This was far beyond his range of experience.

    He couldn’t allow Vox to see him in such a state.

    “And what’s in it for you?” Alastor asked slowly.

    “If anyone is taking you down, it's not going to be some random motherfucker off the street. It’s going to be me,” Vox answered with a quiet earnestness. He stood, not facing the half-conscious deer. “Rest. I’ll find the antidote or whatever the fuck it is will fix you.”
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    Alastor gets slipped a love potion while at a bar, and Vox finds him half-conscious in an alleyway. Vox takes it upon himself to figure out what happened and how to help his old pal. Things do get a lil' dicey and spicy along the way.

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    19 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Awesome awesome AWESOME take on the love potion trope with RadioStatic. Big fan of the side ships/adventures too...nothing not to love about this fic. Every update is like pure dopamine to my brain!!!

  3. Rec 49

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    Sonic has been indulging Amy's infatuation, promising her a kiss and a date if she can successfully catch him! She arrives with a card in hand and a prediction, today she'll finally get what she wants. She's chased him for miles, but today she'll close that ten-centimetre gap between them. This story was written for day one of Sonamy week! The prompt was height difference!

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    21 Sep 2024