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Deimos crashes. Victor deals with the aftermath. Neither of them are having a good time.
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baby, what's your blood type (is it mine) by unojuno
Fandoms: Just Roll With It (Podcast)
15 Dec 2023
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Three times Emizel resists the urge to feed on Soda, and the one time he doesn't.
Title taken from Vampire Boys by Trillian
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Apo doesn’t want any part in this. It doesn’t matter how blindingly perfect Pearl’s blood tastes, she’s still a human—a living, breathing, thinking person that might change her mind or get too weak from constant feeding to keep up with two different vampires’ demands. And then what? How far will they take this? How long before Cleo's devotion turns ugly? How long before Apo surrenders to their instincts and becomes the very monster they're afraid of?
“Oh, don't be like that,” Cleo says, making their disappointed face. Apo’s really growing to loathe that expression. “You would've gone mad if you kept starving yourself and you know it. Pearl’s done you a favor; are you going to thank her?”
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Cleo makes sure Apo is fed, whether she likes it or not.
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25 Dec 2025
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APOOOOO. OH GOD. APOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO . COLLAPSES
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He just wants to sleep. He is so very tired.
But the nightmares remain, and as he shoves his fingers once more into the blood dripping from his chin and the delicate flesh there, he recognizes the swell of emotion within him as that of those visions come calling again. He accepts it gratefully, as a release from whatever half-reality he is pretending to be in currently.
And Etho remembers everything.
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Or, the one in which Etho remembers everything wrong that he has ever done, and it tears him apart.
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23 Dec 2025
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"Here is a place that has brought back the memory of hurt, but it’s really mostly self-inflicted because you could have left at any time" "Why do you want me to hate you so much?" are both going in my etho bible. ohhhh ethoslab your inability to exist wholly has enraptured me. your tortured and dissociative swag has entranced me
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Collect Call by afiniteredwood for hnrye
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
12 Feb 2024
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There is a hand outstretched in the square of light, palm upturned. A beat of silence floods the room before Cleo takes the offered hand and huffs a laugh. The food goes ignored, water simmering as an underpass to the radio’s muffled melody.
Careful, doing his best not to make himself heard, Etho sits up on the couch. He props himself up on the arm, blanket still pulled up to his chin. Pillow supporting the ache in his back, he sits just high enough that he can see over the other arm and into the kitchen.
Lit from above by the warm yellow lights, Bdubs and Cleo are half-dancing to the slow music. Bdubs is a lazy dancer- every step he takes follows Cleo’s body, stepping into her space and keeping to her careful rhythm. Cleo shifts her hands to Bdubs’ waist, keeping closer to him, and when she moves Bdubs moves with her.
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Here are the people that Etho might be in love with. Here is his own body, next to theirs.
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23 Dec 2025
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AAAHHH. THESE ARE THE PEOPLE THAT I GET DRUNK WITH THESE ARE THE PEOPLE THAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH!!!!!!!!
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It All Works Out For Me In The End by afiniteredwood for GladBurdn
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
05 May 2024
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Grian cowers from him, shrinking back into the wall. It does nothing for him but make him an easier target. Bdubs plants a hand in the middle of his chest, pinning him to the mossy stone walls, and drags him upwards.
“What are you doing?” Grian gasps, forming the words breathlessly around Bdubs’ hands at his lungs. He whimpers as the stone digs into his back, rips through his shirt, tears into his skin– “What are you-!”
Bdubs puts his free hand on Grian’s face. For a moment, he holds it there and does nothing. Grian’s breaths puff over the palm of his hand, hot and panicked, as the blood from his broken nose drips down his arm. There exists a moment in which Bdubs considers not doing what he’s about to do.
He pushes his fingers into Grian’s eyes and cracks his skull open on the wall.
And then there is clarity.
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You are the boy in the cage. You don't want to hurt them, but you don't know what else to do.
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ohh wow. i want to sit with this one for a while. lots of really really good details here. etho's hair getting longer. x's bow. mumbo's laughter. bdubs' healing magic working better when he sleeps & how it hurts cleo & how we don't get to see ren just his castle. this uhhhh Every Hermit Is Uniquely Fucked reads so different when death isnt about pain. so so good so much fun. grian and etho doing the same thing here is so good. i want to reread this and see how the focus shifts because somewhere i stopped reading about bdubs and started finding him between the lines instead. ALSO ETHO HATING FLYING HOME. AAAAGHHHHH. OF COURSE WE ALL FALL IN LOVE WITH WHAT HURTS. ok yeah i gotta reread this
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AI Artificial 'Intelligence' by afiniteredwood for uncontrollablesobbing_mp3
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
29 Dec 2024
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Impulse is made of meat. That’s one of his best selling points, really! He’s made of flesh and blood and other wet human bits that spill out when he takes a tumble. This makes him very good at being naturally evolved, and at breathing, and at thinking things that he has not been taught to think.
Skizz is not made of meat. He is made of metal and numbers and whatever it is that interfaces between the metal and numbers and makes Skizz sound alive when you look at him wrong. He’s pretty, sure, in the right light, when the parts of him that are made of plastic and rubber aren’t visible, but he’s not human by any definition of the word.
This makes him very good at disintegrating into little pieces when he falls down three flights of stairs. To be fair, though, Impulse probably wouldn’t do all that much better.
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Impulse makes some deals and grapples with his humanity.
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23 Dec 2025
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AAAH GOD I LOVE THIS. I LOVE REPLACEMENTS CONTENDING WITH THE FACT RHAT THEY ARE REPLACEMENTS