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jadehuntressqueen · 2 months
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Bad News :(
Hey guys! Long time no see. I'm not going to get into the details of my absense, the simple answer is just life. But I'm coming on here to give some bad news.
Due to the rising monetisation of fanfiction, I will be taking down my work from all of my platforms in the next few days. I'm not well known enough to really worry about it but the risk isn't worth it.
That being said, my works with unspecified characters will remain up because they do not use any author's characters.
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cilil · 3 days
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I am speechless.
My post about hateful AO3 spam comment bots is barely 2 days old and then I find this in my inbox.
I'm pretty sure this too is a bot, but just in case there's any sort of human being involved in this: I am not interested and do not consent to any of my works being made into NFTs or, while I'm at it, fed into shitty AIs or anything of this sort. If any of you use my works for such purposes, you are doing so against my explicit wishes and without my consent that you need in order for it to be legal. You have been warned.
To my fellow fan creators: Do not respond to such messages. Report, block, delete.
NFTs have been a complete and utter failure, and many people have lost tons of money - a truth that even the most deluded optimistic NFT fans have had to accept. If you need further information on this, I recommend this video by Folding Ideas on YouTube.
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fansplaining · 5 months
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Today we're thrilled to publish our latest article—a piece on U.S copyright law and fandom by @earlgreytea68!
Fan creators don’t speak with one voice any more than any creative community speaks with one voice. I am well aware that I am one of you, but I am definitely not all of you. But most fan creators don’t consider themselves to be lazy or thieves—including me. In fact, all the fan creators that I know work very hard on our creations. We don’t consider ourselves to be stealing anything, because what we “steal”—some characters, some settings—is part of our cultural heritage, part of the world around us, part of the raw material we’ve been given to examine and make sense of our world, the way creators have for millennia.
She'll also discuss the topic on this week's episode, out today for Patrons and tomorrow for everyone else!
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goldsainz · 1 year
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SOFT LAUNCH — one shot.
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pairing: carlos sainz x reader
MASTERLIST.
NOTE: this is inspired by monet mcmichael (@/monetmcmichael on tiktok) who is such a vibe honestly. her videos always make me smile, and she is also soft launching her man so what better time to do this!! there was also a bit of a color scheme change, cause i got bored of the lilac. but anyways, happy reading!!! hope u enjoy 🫶
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yourusername dinner night in jeddah !!
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ynfan1 MOTHER IS SERVING
ynfan2 the soft launch omg
⤷ ynfan3 can’t believe we’ve lost y/n to a man😔
user1 need a new vlog rn
⤷ yourusername it’s coming out soon !!!
ynfan4 the dress is stunning
lissiemackintosh ❤️❤️❤️
⤷ pierrefan1 first pierre, now lissie, since when is y/n related with f1???
⤷ ynfan5 they’re friends i think
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driverf1news Carlos Sainz spotted in Spain with mystery girl after arriving from racing in Jeddah! Who do you think this girl could be? Let us know below!
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carlosfan23 rip to the single carlos era
user21 THE HAND PLACEMENT😩
ynfan21 y/n has the exact same jacket and bag…
⤷ driverf1news Ooh tell us more
carlosfan24 user1 on twitter must be thriving rn
user22 pls take this down. it’s very hard seeing my man w another woman.
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carlossainz55 🔋 Recharging with Piñón!
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carlosfan31 THE LAST PIC?!?!?!
landonorris not just piñón 😉😉
⤷ carlosfan32 LANDO WHAT
⤷ user31 i cannot do this today
ynfan31 don’t let the rumours be true🙏🙏
carlosfan33 he looks so so good
carlosfan34 whoever that girl is she is LUCKY
⤷ ynfan32 if that is y/n then they’re one hot couple
carlosfan35 i feel cheated on
user32 piñón is so cute🫶🫶
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saintsir4n · 6 months
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main updated fanfic masterlist
minors dni with specified nsfw content!
tiktok
wattpad
the originals
peaky blinders
euphoria
the fast and the furious
saltburn
gossip girl reboot
(01/11/23)
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dark-elf-writes · 13 days
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There’s so many things to unpack in this but “it’s legal to monetize fanfiction” might actually make Anne Rice rise from the grave to resume her reign of terror
Also just an aside “you get more people reading your free work you wrote for fun while I get paid actual dollars” is a wild pitch even with the legality aspect not even in play
Just what?? What??????
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gendervapor14 · 2 months
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take everything with you (but leave the sun behind)
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@pocketwei !! happy birthday!! @gali-la and i have been hard at work concocting a story and some art for your favorite bird wife! (and larger bird bastard) your art is always so inspiring, and you've been nothing but kind and encouraging, so here is my humble gift to offer my appreciation.
thanks for being such a good friend! i hope you enjoy your bday! ♥
(link to the fic is on the title above, or here!)
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essenceofarda · 4 months
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Once i had a fic idea (that I still wanna get back to writing one day) that was the REVERSE* of the "Girl falls into middle Earth" trope, so instead it was "Prince Eldarion of Gondor falls into modern day Earth", and lives for a very confused time in modern day America, where he falls in love with a modern-day woman who he ends up taking back with him to Middle Earth when he Does manage to return, and so the fic would cover two timelines so to speak, or more...
take dual place in both like,,, modern day Earth where he's grappling with the craziness that is technology and modern day... everything, and then also in Middle Earth where she is grappling with "holy shit he was telling the TRUTH about where he came from????????" etc and it was... yeah sure, ridiculous, cliche, and probably something no one would be interested in reading, LOL, but it would satisfy that itch of mine to write a SUPER Self-Indulgent lotr fic 🤣🤔
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zoyetagenda · 2 months
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You Are My Mj
Zoyet (Zoya X Monet)
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Pairing - monet de haan x zoya lott
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Zoya: Monet you are my MJ Monet: What is an MJ?
Warnings - none
Word count - 1,057
While in Dumbo Hall, Zoya found herself overcome with boredom. She couldn't help but wish she had remained at home, resisting Julien's persuasive efforts to join in for a "girls" night out. Standing at the bar, she impatiently awaited the drinks that Julien had insisted she orders, all the while observing Julien engrossed in a small photoshoot using Luna's phone working on her angles.
Amidst her anticipation, Monet entered the scene, and Zoya's heart seemed to momentarily cease its beat. A history between Zoya and Monet remained hidden from prying eyes, a secret romance growing since Friendsgiving's fateful night. When Zoya discovered the shocking revelation of Obie and Julien's affair. That same night she left her apartment to keep her distance from Julien and found herself at Dumbo Hall. As the pieces of her world unraveled, she found solace at the bar, where Monet, too sought refuge. With the allure of alcohol, they bonded over shared experiences of familial complexities. They ended the night in a hotel room where they let their inhibitions go and shared a night of passion. From that very night, an unforeseen connection had formed, leading to a series of secretive rendezvous for weeks.
Initially, their connection had been purely physical, devoid of emotional entanglements. However, time and proximity had conspired, causing Zoya's sentiments to shift. The very person who had once been her tormentor had unexpectedly become the object of her affection. Zoya wanted to tell her she was falling in love with her but knew confessing it to Monet would only push her away. Expressing emotions was something Monet consistently avoided, and she was aware that disclosing her love would likely follow the same pattern.
Monet had walked in with her latest hairstyle, vibrant red hair with bangs. From the very first moment, Zoya laid eyes on Monet, she believed that Monet was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. There was not a single day where Zoya didn't feel like Monet's beauty took her breath away. However, seeing Monet flaunt this new luminous appearance sparked something within her. The coloring of Monet's hair brought to mind characters like Ariel from "The Little Mermaid" and Mary Jane from her favorite comic book and superhero of Spider-Man.
As Zoya watched Monet approach, she offered Monet a drink. "I got this for you, knowing you'd show up," Zoya admitted, a slight smile on her lips.
Accepting the drink, Monet playfully remarked, "Stalking me now, are we lil Z?" Playing into the appearance of not being friends, and proceeded to savor her martini. Monet's gaze shifted towards Zoya, who found herself unable to look away. "What is it?" Monet asks, her irritation evident.
Drawing strength from her drink, Zoya mustered the words she could. Nervously, she muttered, "Monet, you're my MJ," finally allowing her feelings for Monet to see the light of day.
Monet appeared puzzled, prompting her to ask, "What is an 'MJ'?"
Zoya sighed and playfully rolled her eyes, realizing she shouldn't have anticipated Monet to grasp the comic book reference. "Forget it. Let's join Julien," she suggested, reaching for the remaining drinks from the bartender.
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At school, Monet claimed her usual spot at the table where she and her friends would gather. While she waited for them to arrive, she took a moment to respond to a "good morning" text from Zoya that she had inadvertently overlooked earlier in the day as she had been preoccupied with getting ready for school.
Following, Aki skated up to the same table and hopped off his skateboard before taking a seat. "Hey, Monet," he greeted, his attention immediately drawn to her vibrant red hair. A warm smile spread across his face. "I like your hair."
Monet offered a gracious nod in response. "Hey, Aki. Thanks. I wanted to try something new."
He nodded in understanding. "I get it," he remarked, gesturing towards his pink buzzcut. "Trying something new can be fun, and it suits you. Reminds me of MJ."
Monet couldn't help but roll her eyes, growing increasingly irritated by the recent déjà vu of that same comment Zoya had made. "What the hell is an 'MJ'?" she vented in frustration, causing Aki to look perplexed by her sudden annoyance.
"Mary Jane?" Aki offered with simplicity. "She's Spider-Man's girlfriend? She is the love of his life, his everything."
Monet was taken aback, a sudden realization dawning upon her as she grasped the analogy and the intent behind Zoya's words. Zoya, in her nerdy way, revealed her genuine emotions. Referring to Monet as her "MJ" was Zoya's clever way of confessing that Monet was the person she cherished most, the love of her life.
"I've got to find Zoya," Monet declared, swiftly rising from her seat at the table and scanning the surroundings. Observing Julien's presence at school, Monet guessed that Zoya must also be around. She walked over to Julien. "Have you seen Zoya?" she asked urgently, to which Julien shook her head, implying no. Monet then resumed her quest through the school premises.
Her eyes then caught sight of Zoya at a table on the far side of the courtyard, engrossed in a book and sitting alone. Monet's voice rang out across the open space as she shouted, "ZOYA!" Without hesitation, she rushed toward her, closing the distance between them.
A hint of fear appeared on Zoya's face as Monet approached. Her mind raced, thoughts spiraling with worries like, "Did we get caught?” “Is she about to break up with me?" "Is she here to criticize or humiliate me?" Zoya mustered her nerves and asked, "What is it, Monet?"
A smile began to grace Monet's lips as she looked at Zoya. "I want to be your MJ," she uttered. Zoya's face changed from nervousness to confusion as she responded, "You...wha-"
Monet's actions cut off Zoya's words as she softly cups her cheek. Leaning in, she pressed her lips against Zoya's in a tender, unabashed kiss that speaks volumes of their connection. No longer concerned about the observers around them.
Zoya is taken aback by Monet's bold move. However, she is pleasantly surprised and finds herself reciprocating the kiss.
Monet pulls back from the kiss, their eyes locking in a moment of pure bliss and realization.
Monet is Zoya's Mary Jane. She is the love of her life, her everything.
The End
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sleeplittleearth · 7 months
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I'm begging y'all to spend five minutes interrogating why you're so invested in such strict control of intellectual property. journal about it or something
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Guinevere is an up and coming fisher-cat. All of them were important to the trade of Harmonia, as since their seas were particularly blessed by Caspian, they'd never run out. Fish was their specialty, and by the Muses was Guinevere going to live up to everyone's expectations.
Her father was a proud captain in Queen Alina's armada (though he had more time now, considering the Taiga Wars between Desiderio and Monaxiá were over) and her mother was one of the most famous fisher-cats there was, always bringing in large hauls.
So yeah, no pressure or anything.
"Ah!" Guinevere hisses, quickly drawing her paw from the water and shaking it. "Sea's a prickly bastard today. Zenith must've hit ya, eh?"
She sighs and leans against her boat with a loud grumble. The sea further out had been ravaged by a storm the past few days, where all the good fish was. It was far too annoying.
Her keen ears pick up the sound of someone sputtering and coughing. She quickly stands, heart racing.
Oh no, don't tell her someone went out in the storm and got washed up!
She quickly rounds to the other side of her moderately sized boat-
And stops, body going slack.
"What.. are you?" She whispers, ears pinning back.
What lays on the sand, coughing and sputtering, is not a cat. It has a snout and fur like hers, their fur chocolate. But their tail was hairless, long and thin. Small round ears were atop their head, with smaller whiskers. Their snout was more pronounced than a cats, throwing Guinevere off. All that looks vaguely familiar was the fact that.. whatever this being was, they wore something fairly similar to a painter's outfit.
They sputter again, and Guinevere panics. "Ah, Muse-damn it! You're choking!"
She rushes over and kneels down, sand clinging to her wet pants. Now so close, she saw just how small this stranger was compared to her. Almost adorable, if not for the fact they were hacking up water.
She focuses intently and starts to sing softly, feeling the magic flow through her. "Water of ocean, blessed ye be.. follow my voice, please come to me."
Water soon streams from the being's mouth, Guinevere soon had it tossed back to the ocean. Quickly, the stranger sat up, and their head hits her chin.
"Ow!"
"Gah!"
The two cry in pain and quickly separate, with Guinevere rubbing her chin and the stranger rubbing their head.
They're the one to speak first, though they have an accent so thick to Guinevere that she can hardly make out what they say other than a 'sorry! So sorry!' from what sounds like a male voice.
"It's okay!" She opens an eye to look at them. "Uh, are.. you ok?"
The stranger looks are her quizzically and looks her over, and she isn't surprised. She's never seen one of them, and they've probably never seen one of her.
He nods. "What.. you?"
She pauses to think before pointing. "Uh.. Guinevere! I'm.. a Cat."
The stranger looks down, his eyebrows furrowing as he if he was figuring it out. Then he looks back up, speaking tentatively. "Guinevere? Cate?"
"Kha-t." She speaks slowly, making sure to sound it out.
"Cat." He nods, then points to himself. "Monet. Mouse."
Guinevere thinks her brain stops as she tries to figure out what Monet just said. "M.. Mise? Mouise?" Her own accent was not helping.
"Mous." Monet says slowly, and she nods.
"Mouse." She repeats.
"Yes!" Monet nods eagerly and then frowns. "Where.. I?"
"Harmonia." Guinevere answers. She stands up and offers a paw, which Monet takes, and she's taken aback by how he reaches up just to her waist. "Ethil kingdom."
Monet seems to understand and looks around. She then hesitates before speaking.
"Come.. to my home?" She asks carefully. "Help you?"
The Mouse pauses to think before he nods.
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"Thank the Muses for pa being close to that mage in Cilcia." Guinevere sighs in relief, as she clips a bracelet around her wrist, as Monet did the same.
"The Muses?" He raises a brow.
"Mhm, they're the ones we worship! We follow Caspian, Muse of water and creativity." She smiles. "It was probably thanks to him you didn't die in the ocean out there."
He seems skeptical. "Eh.. I doubt that. It was probably our ocean Artistan, Arno."
Guinevere pointedly ignores that. "Right.. well, how did you even end up here?"
"Gah.." Monet groans. "I was part of a crew that was going out to the ocean to get some new painting supplies. The clay is quite good where I'm from." He frowns. "A freak storm hit the boat out of nowhere, and the captain jumped ship."
Guinevere fur bristles. "Cowardly bastard!" She hisses. "He'd be tried and jailed for that here, the Admiral as judge!"
Monet looks surprised. "You seem to take this type of stuff seriously."
"Of course!" The she-cat nods, striding over to the brick stove. She kneels down and grabs some nearby logs stored by the wall, setting them in. She grabs a flint and strikes it several times before it lights. "The sea is Ethil's way of life! I mean, for Muses sake, it's the backbone of our industry."
He thinks, then speaks. "Do you all have magic?"
"We do." She nods as a fire ignites under the brick stove. She then stands. "Do you?"
"We express it in art."
"We express it in music."
The duo looks at each other before Guinevere rubs the back of her neck. "Can I.. get ya anything to eat?"
"Do you have an fruits?" His ears lower a bit. "Just something to tide me over."
She winces a bit and scratches her cheek. "Uhmm.. I don't, unfornately. Cats don't.. we, uh, don't really eat fruits on their own. I might have some apples..? I think?"
"That'll do." Monet nods, though he does look perplexed.
Guinevere sets a kettle of water on the before moving to search around her small, quaint cabin before she manages to get some fruit. She sets it down on a plate in front of him and smiles sheepishly. "Sorry.. it's just.. us Cats, we eat purely meat. Fruits and vegetables are usually added just for flavor."
Menot nods in understanding, and she moves to the stove, where the kettle begins to whistle. She carefully lifts it off the hot stone and pours the water into stone cups, and then she sprinkles tea leaves, which quickly soak in. She sets the kettle down on the stone counter and walks over to the table where Monet sat. The Cat set one cup down in front of him as she sat across from him.
She pointedly doesn't make eye contact. She doesn't like how something primal was telling her leap at him. "So.. how.. does taking ya to see Queen Alina sound? I'm sure she'd be willin' to help you find a way home."
He perks up at that. "Oh! That'd be wonderful!"
She smiles nervously. "Just a fair warning. She can be.. intense, ya know?"
"Ah, it'll be fine." Monet chuckles. "I'm sure I can handle meeting her."
Guinevere sweats a bit. Muses, I hope you can handle meeting my aunt.
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fansplaining · 1 month
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Episode 218: The Money Question 3: Books???
Following previous installments on the thorny intersections of money and fanfiction, Episode 218, “The Money Question 3: Books???” tackles the recent debacle around people illegally selling bound copies of others’ fic, which has mostly centered on mega-popular Dramione works. Jumping off from Elizabeth’s WIRED article on the subject—which ties the practice to the current pull-to-publish wave as well as the Twilight fan-run presses of the early 2010s—Elizabeth and Flourish discuss the context collapse when a fic “breaches containment,” double standards in attitudes towards money and various fan practices, and, for likely the 1,000th time on this podcast, what exactly “fair use” means. 
Click through to our site to listen or read a full transcript!
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esperfruit · 4 months
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Starry Sky Diamonds Chapter 5 is finally out!
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one-piece-aus · 2 years
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Whumptober Day 10
Caesar x Reader
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Warning: Cold Ending
"What are you doing out in the cold?" The scientist stepped to the side and opened the door wider. "Come inside before you catch a cold."
"Thank you, thank you," you said as you hurried into the building, rubbing your hands together as you watched him close the door when you were inside.
"Of course, I couldn't just leave a poor woman out there in the freezing cold." He gave you a warm smile and offered you a hand. "My name is Caesar Clown."
"[L/n] [Y/n]," you reply shaking his warm hand.
"Come, [Y/n]," Caesar said as he began to escort you through the halls loosely by the hand if you wished for your hand to be by your side. "Let's get you something warm to drink."
Your heart fluttered at how gentle he acted toward you. He seemed so sweet, his fluffy coat and hair only enhanced his soft nature. You felt safe with Caesar, safer than when you were on the pirate ship not long ago. Fate is being pleasant after you barely escape from those beasts.
"Thank you, Caesar," you smiled at the man. "If there's anything I could do to return the favour, I'll gladly help!"
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"Master Caesar, I have your coffee ready," you inform him entering the lounge room.
"Wonderful, [Y/n], just set it on the table," Caesar instructed as he continued going through his notes.
So he may have told you to address him as 'Master Caesar' but you weren't complaining. After all, he's polite and gentle with you, far better than the pirates who previously harassed you. If anything, you were proud to call him master. Setting the coffee down in front of him, you turn to him with a smile.
"Is there anything else you'd like me to do before I attend to the children?" Your shift had been just around the corner, and you enjoyed taking care of the children. You were a bit surprised when Caesar informed you about the daycare but you only fell for him more when he told you he was taking care of them so you volunteered to help them out.
"Not really, just don't forget about the candy on your way there."
"Yes, master Caesar," you nod before exiting the room, almost bumping into Monet.
The green-haired woman ignored you, flapping right past. A frown appeared on your face. You couldn't help the envy crawling under your skin whenever you saw her around Caesar. Yes, Caesar had told you she was his secretary yet you couldn't help but feel something else was going on. Stepping to the side of the doorway and against the wall to be out of sight, you eavesdropped on their conversation.
"How's today's batch, doctor?" Monet asked, you could hear her taking a seat on the bar stool.
"Better than yesterday," Caesar answered with a delighted tone you've never heard before.
Could your suspicion be correct? Did Caesar like the bird girl? Perhaps the master only took pity on you and was just being nice to you. That would-
"These kids sure have been a great help with improving the giant-ification serum, shurororo."
Giant-if-what? Was your master experimenting on the children? No that can't be-
"The current ones aren't going to last much longer, should we get new ones soon?" 
"Yes, send the team to bring another group then dispose of the older ones before they drop in front of the others, we don't need those brats to start crying."
"Very well."
You stood iced to the ground, shock painted over your face. This... this is worse than you imagined. This couldn't possibly be true, Caesar would never say such a thing let alone do, right? No, this-
"Ack!" you yelped when electricity stunned your nerves before you fell to the ground.
A worker in a yellow suit clipped the taser he used back on his belt before dragging you by the leg into the room. "Master, I found this one snooping around."
"Ah, leave it on the burning side of the island, it'll die eventually."
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hydesjackiespuddinpop · 11 months
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Title: The Formanciottis
Summary: The life of the Pinciotti-Forman family.
Rating: Not Rated
Pairings: Eric Forman/Donna Pinciotti, Eric Forman & Leia Forman, Leia Forman & Donna Pinciotti 
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47305204/chapters/119197129
tagging: @that90sshowgoldencouple @thatseventiesbitch and @disneymbti
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gendervapor14 · 4 months
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