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nightraiderwrites · 6 months

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Pearl is dressed in her midnight blue suit, her silver rapier at her side. She swings Gem around the dance floor, the string quartet playing a jaunty tune.

She looks beautiful tonight. The royal seamstress did a good job on her dress, which fans around in a whirlpool of green.

They step in time, Gem's heels clicking on the floor.

Pearl's pulse is racing. Her heart thuds in her ears, eyes scanning the ballroom for any threats. She's certain Gem can feel her hands sweat, as they grasp light together.

The ballroom is full of masked people, gossiping about, no doubt, the Queen and the Advisor dancing together. They do not understand. She needs to stay close.

"Relax," the Queen murmurs to Pearl. "You're too tense. They'll notice." She swallows, and nods imperceptibly.

They twirl across the floor, Pearl focusing on the way Gem's hair bounces in the chandelier's light. Her antlers are adorned with little flecks of gold, and Pearl imagines them tonight, when this is over, curled up in bed. Her head will be on Gem’s chest, and she’ll be able to hear the soft thump of her heart.

Gem spins them off to the side, walking with Pearl’s arm in hers, making her way to the throne. The crowds part before her ornate green mask, detailed in gold. It is quite intimidating, Pearl thinks. It's fierce, gold shaped in such a way it looks like teeth.

"Stay close," Gem murmurs. Pearl thinks the mask brings out the sharp emerald of her eyes. "We don't know what he's planning."

Pearl would really like this night to be over actually. Or she'd like to go back to dancing.

She breathes in, spotting Impulse by the throne. He's dressed in his deep black armor, outlined in jagged gold. His axe is on his back too, sharpened to perfection.

The Executioner nods as he scans the room as well, searching each face for threats.

Gold, Pearl thinks, is a very big symbol in their kingdom. Her own suit is adorned in gold stitching, leaves twirling around her wrists and neck. Impulse's own armor has gold up and down his arms and legs, with an "i" carved above his heart.

The Queen has claimed them, is what Pearl thinks. She's taken them and she's laid her claim on their souls.

They reach the throne. As she sits, Gem motions for Pearl to lean in close. “I see them,” she whispers. “Don’t look. Back left of the room, next to the drinks.” The Queen smiles, and presses a chaste kiss to the edge of Pearl’s lip.

“Let Impulse know,” she whispers, as gasps erupt from around the room. “Get them out of my kingdom.”

Pearl takes a step back, and bows. “As you wish, my Queen,” she replies.

She does not look back as nods at Impulse and draws her silver rapier.

Day one of @mcyt-yuri-week ! This is from an au that I have yet to release, but I figured I'd give y'all a sneak peak.

#nightraider writes #mcytyuriweek 2023 #pearlescentmoon #geminitay #soup group #TEE HEE #I REALLY LIKE THIS AU #ITS COOKING #IM COOKING IT #fic: my queen my axe my hand

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shearfer · 9 months

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More superhero au! in this AU Branzy is a villain who uses machines to be evil! He has weird obsession with Hero named ClownPierce

here is a doc if anyone was interested https://superheroau.carrd.co

#lifesteal smp #lifesteal #branzycraft #branzy #implied clownzy?#i really like this au

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cashewally-sarcastic · 1 month

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I think its neat how if it was any other member of the rebellion that got found family-ed in the FFD au, the rebellion probs would have still happened. If it was Venti, then Carmen would have 40000% pointed out how innocent and sweet Venti was when he came to the aid of the Gunnhildr. If it was Amos, they could have pointed out how tired and withdrawn she is. How that isn't who she is! If it was by any chance RHW, then he could have spun to be that RHW is his guy on the inside. Gaining Deca's trust for info

But no. It was Camen who was found.

No one else had his mind. His wit. His energy. His is the embodiment of inspiration to so many of them, and without a wick the candle that is the rebellion can not burn

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Like when you look at it, Carmen is kind of the load-bearing pillar of the rebels. Carmen's a bard, his talent is with his words at the end of the day, and the kid's a really good leader too. So him being separated first would be devastating because he has abilities that no one else does.

Sure, maybe Amos could try to speak as well as he could, but she's a hunter, not a leader (and let's not forget the suspicion that rebels most likely had about her). And RHW is a warrior, again, not a speaker in any regard. Maybe he's mature, but he's probably not the most persuasive person. Gunnhildr came from the outside, so rallying people inside the city would have been extremely difficult too. And Wispi is a wisp. He's trying his best but he's probably a symbol at most....

#i really like this au #it just? really shows how important nb/carmen probably actually was to the rebels #and the fact that he's a *kid*#he's sort of the weakest and strongest link in the rebellion effort at the same time #strongest because look at what he accomplished and what he's holding together when he's *just a teenager*#but also the weakest because everything could break apart if something happened to him and also he's *just a teenager*#idk where i'm going with that #hi steel!

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softquietsteadylove · 2 months

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Would you continue the Addams Family au?

"Thena?" Gil whispered in his family's expansive home library. He didn't receive a reply, but he should have known he would lose her to his family collection.

He had shown her around the manor as soon as she and her father arrived. Their fathers went to talk business and he was entrusted with her. So, like normal, he had taken her hand and led her away from the business talk and to show her around their home.

The library was only the third stop on their tour, counting just looking out the windows of the grand hall, but she had laid her eyes on all the books they had and excitedly asked if they could explore it.

How could he say no to that?

She looked so cute and enthused and he rarely got to see that sparkle in her eye with both her parents breathing down her neck. He was happy to encourage her, even if it meant potentially never finding her again in the labyrinthine shelves.

"Thena," he whispered again, walking slowly in case she was crouched down behind a stack waiting to be re-shelved. "Are you still in here?"

"Gil?"

He poked his head around a corner and found several piles of books, all several tomes high but arranged very neatly in their respective stacks. He chuckled, "find some stuff you like."

Thena immediately turned contrite, and maybe a little flustered. She looked down at her piles from up on the ladder. "I-I'm sorry, perhaps I have let myself get carried away."

"Hey, don't let me stop you," Gil said gently as he came to the base of the ladder. He both held it steady and averted his eyes as she scurried down in her white dress. He chuckled down at the black and white floor tiles, "someone should read them--might as well be you."

Thena offered her thanks silently in her expression, which he was used to. But she looked down at the books she had pulled out for herself and even hugged the one she was holding to her chest. "I can't possibly take them with me. Even if you say so, Father would be mortified at the idea of me taking such liberties."

Gil made a face, rolling his eyes only while Thena wasn't looking at him. Her father was a real pain in the ass sometimes. "Hey."

"Hm," Thena blinked as he started picking up one of the stacks in his hands. "Gil?"

"Let's just make you a shelf of your own," he suggested, balancing the books in his hands as he walked somewhat blindly to where there were still a few empty shelves in the back corner. "Then you can save all the ones you want to read and borrow them a little at a time."

"Truly?" Thena inquired behind him. He heard a few covers thunking around and finally turned. Much to his relief, Thena had about a half a stack in her more delicate hands, hurrying to follow him.

"Yeah," he laughed at how baffled she was that he would let her borrow some books that were just collecting dust. "I don't spend much time in here, really. These shelves are actually mine. Ma thought it would encourage me or whatever."

Gil set the stack down on the floor first rather than try to angle and cram them all onto the shelf at once. For the most part, he wouldn't really care if they fell or got damaged, but if Thena wanted to take them home with her then he could at least treat them with a little respect.

"Thank you," she said quietly, keeping her eyes forward as she also shelved the books she had brought with her, even shuffling them around the ones he put up to alphabetize them in real time.

He smiled as the backs of their hands brushed, although Thena was quick to retreat from it. "Any time, Thena. You're welcome to anything and everything here."

"That is a generous," she laughed faintly, "and dare I say unrealistic invitation."

"Maybe," he sighed. As much as his wildest dreams could be of him gallantly suggesting they run away together from both their families' strict rules, it simply wasn't an option. "But so long as you're with me, I mean it."

"That's sweet."

With no more books in hand to shelf, Gil looked over at her. She clasped her hands in front of her again. It was natural for her to totally clam up, he was coming to learn the more time he spent with her. It was a shame, though--like a beautiful flower that could only bloom by itself.

Or something poetic like that.

"Father is excited to discuss their railway negotiations," she murmured, returning to the safer topic of their fathers' shared business interests. She returned to her piles, picking up a few more books for herself.

Gil sighed as he picked up another full stack. But he didn't expect her to suddenly be able to view her father in a new light after living directly under his thumb all her life. "Yeah, Pop is all giddy at the thought of your dad using it to ship his building stuff?"

"Indeed."

The two fell into silence again, only the sounds of the books on the shelves filling in the air between them. They hadn't struggled to speak much before now, but he was struggling to think of something just as much as she was.

He had tried flirting with her before. And while she hadn't gotten mad at him for it, he wasn't really sure if she wanted to go down that road again, either.

He looked over as Thena cleared her throat faintly. She was determinedly looking at each book spine as she arranged them. "Do you have a favourite?"

"Book?" he asked, and then immediately felt dumb with the weight of a particularly thick one right in his hand. He also looked at the shelf, feeling the back of his neck grow warm. "Uh, kind of. It's a little embarrassing, though."

"What could possibly be embarrassing about it?" Thena asked, her curiosity beating whatever tentativeness she had.

"Well," he sighed, knowing that as soon as she asked, she was going to get the honest answer anyway. He looked upward, feeling the back of his shirt and suit jacket against the heat in his skin. "I was a kid."

"My aunt wasn't really the type to play with me much, but whenever she visited, she would read me whatever story I wanted. I had adventure books about pirates and knights and stuff. But one that was her favourite was about this lonely woman."

"Oh?" Thena leaned closer.

"She lives outside of town, all alone, and everyone thinks she's a witch or some sad, old widow or something. But then one day, a man stumbles to her door. She opens it up and he's been travelling, but he's collapsed, on the verge of starving. So she takes him in and gives him a meal."

"When he asks why she helped him she says 'I don't know'. She keeps trying to get him to leave, but he's like, 'oh, my shoes are in ruin', so she fixes his shoes. Then he's like, 'oh, I have no food for the journey to the next town', so she bakes him biscuits to take with him. Then he's like, 'yknow, it's getting cold, sure could use a coat'. And she says, 'ugh, here's your stupid coat'."

Thena laughed along as he went through the summary of the old story.

"Then, finally, this guy is ready to get back on the road. He says goodbye to this woman he's been staying with for weeks now, and he asks if she wants to go with him. She says she can't. But he asks why not--she's just shown him that she can prepare everything she needs to make the trip. So what's holding her back?"

"And basically the woman realises that she's only staying there for the sake of it--because she's afraid to leave her home. But the man tells her just to come with him to the next town, just to see what it will be like. If she doesn't like it, then he'll walk her back to her home and be on his way."

Thena's expression shifted in real time as he continued. She toyed with the end of the tight blonde braid wound over her shoulder. "What a sad conclusion."

"Lucky it's not over, then," Gil grinned, causing her to laugh again. "She goes with him to the next town. It's a short trip, only a few days. And they see the sights, and she gets to experience nature and stuff, and blah-blah-blah-"

Thena nudged his arm affectionately, "don't skip the best parts! You told me in such great detail her making biscuits and sewing a coat!"

He laughed, enjoying fussing with her as if they were kids. "You've gotta read it for yourself!"

Her eyes changed as she stopped poking his arm and folded in on herself again. "Will you not tell me the ending, then?"

He could decline to, and just tell her to read the book for herself. But she also seemed like she really wanted to know. He put his hand on her shoulder as he moved away from the shelf that was now hers to one of his. "It has a happy ending, if you're worried about that."

"So you won't tell me," she half joked and half lamented. But she watched as he searched through the other books.

"Ah!" he pulled it from the shelf, careful with its delicate but well kept spine. He grasped it with both hands as he held it out for her, "it's a love story."

Thena accepted the book from him, letting their fingers brush together again. Her eyes looked down at the cover as her pale skin took on a little colour, "oh?"

"Yeah," he pulled away, returning to being sheepish about it. "It's kinda cheesy, I guess. But it really is a good book. And I think maybe you'll like it."

She pulled the book closer to herself, smiling at him shyly as her eyes darted between him and the pages. "Thank you, Gil."

Heat rose in his cheeks as well and he looked towards the entrance of the library, just to occupy his eyes. "Yeah, I mean no problem, keep it for as long as y-"

A foreign object, soft and warm, collided with his cheek as he was looking to the side. He looked forward again, just catching Thena leaning away and off of her toes and back onto the slight heel of her shoes.

He wasn't sure if his heart was pounding like a hummingbird's wings or if it had stopped completely. But he just stared at her.

She arranged her braid around the book she was holding more preciously than Theseus. But her smile was almost like a little bit of a smirk, and it suited her. "I shall let you know when I've learned of this ending you're keeping so secret."

Gil immediately thought of the story events, and his aunt's favourite section. He could remember the tears in her eyes as she would read the part of the man desperately confessing his love and learning that the woman wanted to see the world with him instead of going back to her little home all alone. He could remember her voice cracking when she read how the man asked the lonely woman to marry him.

But that would be crazy to think about in relation to a girl he had only met a few months ago, he told himself (very firmly).

He grinned, drawn to her as she bounded back to her other piles of books, still waiting to be shelved in their little home here in his family house. "Hey, I can't spoil it. You have to experience it for yourself."

"I think you're just a tease," she stated with a faint purse in her lips.

Maybe he was, but he just couldn't resist when it came to her.

#Thenamesh Addams Family AU #thank you so much for asking for this!#I really like this au #Gil down bad for this girl #or rather #down good as they would say #down wonderful #He's so excited to show Thena around the big mansion #he's like well this is the foyer of course #our dads are gonna talk in the sitting room #and there's the sun room #and this is the library #Thena: LiBrArY !!!#but Gil is happy if she's happy #He has all these books on his shelves now #and his mother is like you're finally reading more!#Gil: ...yes they're definitely not for my girlfriend you don't want me to have #Thena writes him literally the next day that she loved the book #and Gil is like oh my god I have to find a way to get these book sto her #so he sends them a few at a time via normal mail #she asks how she's supposed to get them back to him #and instead of telling her to just marry into his family and move in #he says oh no worries :)

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srfelixeo · 1 year

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Some doodles from Sofia The sorcerer au from @odyssey-bishop

#sofia the first #Sophia the sorcerer #AU #fanart #princess sofia #cedric the sensational #cedric the sorcerer #I really like this AU

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midnightdemonz · 9 months

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AU where Kwazii chose to go with Calico Jack at the end of the Amazon Adventure instead of the Octonauts

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#Octonauts #kwazii #captain barnacles #i really like this AU #Youtube

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tredispade · 1 month

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its been a hot minute since i last wrote magnai. writing him started as a joke, but then like all jokes, i turn them into serious interpolations. however, there's only so much for him to do in his canon. (since i really don't play 14 much) and since i'm ff7 trash at the core of my being...

i totally have a ff7 verse for him. its a little different though.

i had this idea that his people are basically an off-shoot branch of the cetra. a more live off the land and rejecting modern technology. they're not quite as friendly and will fight back if threatened. but just like their human descendants. they too lost their connection with the planet. all they have left is their traditions and isolation.

the traditions have skewed a little over time. there's a lot more worship that includes the sun and moon, and other celestial bodies. not just the planet itself. and they're dying out. just one small tribe still exists out in the wild. a lot of the dwindling is from the children deciding to embrace the rest of the world and leaving their village.

that's just a small part of what i got so far.

#; ( ooc )#everything comes back to ff7 #i am not sorry #i get so nervous and afraid of posting random muse things #but no more #i really like this au #and like having magnai dressed in animal skins skulking the streets of midgar

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copiertrash · 1 year

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me again with the zombie apocalypse au!! fab with an axe 🪓

#the strokes #the strokes fanart #fabrizio moretti #zombie apocolypse au #i really like this au #maybe i’ll add more bands #if i feel like it

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cherryozyi · 11 months

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They arrived in Splatoon to cause mayhem

Characters belong to @mspa-reader

#i really like this au #theyre so diabolical (affectionate)#had to look at the references and stuff you drew to make it close to accurate as possible #squish #squish super amoeba #squish au #squishtoon #squish splatoon au #helen #helen (squish)#franny #franny (squish)#cherry art tag #cherry art

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0-g-i · 2 years

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Made fanart of @starlightcloudbaby boys from their Fantasy! Sun/moon AU! Their designs are so pretty and the AU is cute! Drew my little oc as a pixie fairy with them. Cause I wanted to give them all flower crowns but- oops

Down below is just my fnaf sb oc as a pixie bee fairy.

#I really like this au #their so pretty to look at!#and just wanted to draw fanart of them #hope you don't mind #added my oc #fnaf sb au #0-g-i draws #fanart #fnaf sb moondrop #fnaf sb oc #fnaf honey bee moon

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fan-fangirl-world · 2 years

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What if... Chris and Leon are sent to rescue Ethan and Mia during RE7

Eveline could be a BOW who helps the DSO or BSAA, she only needed some caring parents. The moment when the Kennedy Redfield family started to get bigger after Sherry.

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stark-alchemy · 2 years

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WAKE UP BABE! NEW AU DROPPED!

I submit to the Council of Simps for SimpTember: Splatoon 3!au aka The Candy Shop!au aka "Insert Tidal Here"!

This au features Sun as a Heavy Starfish, a species of Deep Water starfish, Moon as a Gulper Eel, and me and my brothers Spatoon characters, Jam-oo <Ja-moo> and Stark.

Story goes; that Stark is a 20-something inkling that's been living in the Splatlands since she was a teen. Initially from Greater Inkopolis, Stark traveled that way to explore and get away from home and enjoy life and turf wars. On the way there she met a Young Sun and Moon, also headed to Splatsville and the three became close friends.

Over time the brothers opened up a candy shop, selling ability enhancing candies to the kids in Turf battles. Sundrops provide an energy boost and speed enhancement, while Moondrops, are defense building and can increase weapon damage temporarily! While theyr'e very freindly, they're noted to be quite menacing to visitors, but it's mostly due to Sunnys overbearing sweet personality and his habit of keeping rules and rulebreakers out, and Moon's general large smile he pulls when he wants to scare the late night visitor who he thinks should be sleeping. Stark tends to be the friendly face of the the shop that Inklings and Octolings know.

Sun is a huge fan of Anarchy Rainbow, and Moon was a fan of Harmony's band, Chirpy Chips, and sees her as a pretty cool musician. Both Sun and Moon have difficulty seeing well during the day, since they're used to a darker environment, but they make due. Sun can see better than Moon, due to his lenses and the extra eyes at the end of his arms. Moon keeps the backrooms where they store stock dark and he likes to laugh at Sun when he stumbles in after being outside in the light after a long day.

Stark is showing her brother Jamo around her home and spending time with him since he'll be moving to the Splatlands as well with how the city is expanding. Stark figured that starting with their roommates would would be the best to start off with. Shame it doesn't work like that and he just ends up worried they're gunna eat his sis, despite the three of them living together for 10+ years.

Added sketches of the meeting comics I'm working on!

Sun knowing no boundaries, Moon being creepy on demand, Stark being protective but not helpful, and Jamo knowing no peace.

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cowandcalf · 2 years

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WIP Tag Game

Thanks a lot for the tag @bgharison I’m stoked knowing you’re back to writing no matter how often or whatever. I can’t wait to read your McKono story. Even if I’m a hardcore McDanno shipper your writing secudes me to read your stories about other ships.

I have WIPs that lie dormant for quite some time now. The story I’m working at is in posting mode and drafted and therefore, no WIP. But I love to share some lines from that other WIP that is coming back online in my mind. In fact, I think about making it my next NaNo project. I started it about four years ago before I got pulled into the epic work of my high school McDanno fic.

It’s an AU where Danny is a carpenter and not ready for any relationships. He’s happy with hook ups for one night he gets to choose through dating apps. He has a dog and she’s always with him. His heart beats for abused animals. He wants to give them love and hope and a new forever home. He’s a successful business man and tough as nails, has a heart of gold and doesn’t do feelings. He decides to go an watch John Wick, the first movie. There he meets a stranger and his world isn’t the same anymore. That’s the rough summary of this AU. And here’s a snippet from that story:

At The Movies

Danny could watch rough fighting, bloody punches, mean behavior on screen between humans, but when it came down to hit a puppy with an iron rod to shut him up, his soul collapsed in his chest. The rawness of his feelings hit him like a sucker punch.

There was a special kind of brutality that made him feeling helpless, throwing him into an abyss of distress within seconds. Watching how a puppy got beaten to death was killing him. And exactly that was happening on screen. The scene where Daisy crawled up to an unconscious, bloody John to finally die next to him was the last straw.

Danny couldn't stand this pain that crushed his chest. He had to get the fuck out of that cinema. The screen was too big, the terrible pictures too intense. Cruelty against animals and children tore his soul from his body. He must have made a sound, trying to calm his inner horror. He wasn't sure about making this wrecked tone but he didn't want to draw attention to his person either. He bit into his fist, pressing it hard against his mouth. He teared up, feeling a panic rise in his chest. He closed his eyes to find some guidance. He was afraid to freak out. He was about to stand up, when a warm, solid hand searched for his wrist and pulled his fist from his mouth. Danny's nose didn't filter enough air, he had some tough moments where the panic was about to win.

Danny closed his eyes and didn't think how awkward this situation was. He wrapped his fingers around the handsome stranger's hand. He wasn't even ashamed of his weakness in that moment, he was only fighting not to drown in his inner hurt. His heart thundered in his chest. The good-looking man seemed to sense what was going on. He scooted closer to Danny and took his sweaty hand in his, holding it tightly pressed between his palms, squeezing in reassurance to make sure Danny was not alone. He pressed his shoulder comforting against Danny's, doing nothing more than to steady him with his touch.

The movie went on meanwhile Danny fought his inner meltdown. He registered how his seat mate turned, bringing his head closer to his ear.

"Hey, my name is Steve. Just breathe, the scene is over. But keep watching, John is going to take revenge for Daisy, hard and unforgivable. You might want to see that. It will give you some peace. And there's even a happy ending for John and another dog."

Danny nodded but couldn't look at the man, -- Steve. And Steve sat back but didn't let go of Danny's hand; he made him feel cared for, safe and somehow hugged in an invisible, sensitive way that was strange and unsettling for Danny. But he couldn't and didn't want to let go either.

I love those WIP tag games. I tag @stephmcx @space-ace-ravenclaw-demigod @mcdannoangelwolf @murphyhatesme I know you guys still write for McDanno. No pressure you all.

#h50 #mcdanno #wip #mcdanno fic #tag game #cowandcalf writes #i really like this au #i wrote that first chapter in 2018 #crazy right?#i'll make it my next nano project #WIP tag game

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