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Stan Pines and good decisions go together like oil and water. His latest bad decision? Going home for Hanukkah. Blame it on a phone call, a guilty conscience, or just plain stupidity. Whatever the reason, Stan's rusty El Diablo is pointed towards Jersey, and there's no turning back now.
Snow's falling, tempers are rising, and Stan's stuck in the middle. Happy freaking Hanukkah.
(NOT ABANDONED. IK IT LOOKS LIKE THAT BUT IT ISNT)
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25 May 2026
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Stanley Pines wakes up on Monday morning, squinting his eyes in the sunlight streaming through the motel room blinds, and decides he's going to kill himself.
It doesn’t stick.
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25 May 2026
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Chance loses his last thing to live for, leading him to the inevitable.
Mafioso is alerted of a new dream showing up on his radar, confused when he sees a new dreamwalker is the cause of the disruption. Who is this person and why does he make him so soft?
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Titles will have song lyrics - bonus points if you can guess them all,,
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25 May 2026
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Girl i literally can't with this fic the descriptions were so VIVID like there genuinely wasn't any part of this fic that wasn't full of life. It's actuallt absurd how insanely good and amazing and detailed this fic is... and the slow burn was SLOWBURNING I was actually rooting for them more than I expected 10/10 can never get this fic out of my head fr
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take your chance, boy (ready or not!) by evilestfujo (evilfujo)
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox)
20 Jun 2025
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“Here,” Chance says, voice carrying over the noise of the crowd; not that Mafioso can hear them, with how the dulcet tones of Chance’s words drill into his ears, tuned to his frequency. He’s holding the stuffed bunny out to Mafioso, and it takes him a moment to realize that it’s— a gift.
or, mafioso yearns.
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25 May 2026
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I literally cant with this fic i need to rip it apart with my teethHAGFAKUYFBAUKFHVAYFUGVAJGYHAGKUAHVBFYUGAUIGHI8YKHJMVAGAUHSHAHAAAA
IM LITERALLY THRASHING IT AROUND LIKE A DOG WITH A CHEW TOY ITS INSANE
YEARNING AND CANNIBALISTIC THOUGHTS OUGH,,,,,,,,

