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- Vampires SMP (3)
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Pain pulsed up from his leg, burning and encompassing, steel wool rubbing away his thoughts, the world, the past— almost as enveloping as the feeling of the hand on his face. Soft hushes, words, as a thumb whirls gentle circles on his cheek. “You’re fine. You’re good. Everyone is safe. I’m here.” And it was true. Owen couldn’t get up even if he wanted to. He was in Legs’s hands, harmless. He could finally breathe. His breath shudders out of him, whole and ragged.
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- Part 2 of We aren’t people, and I’m asking
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He was gone. What was the point?
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And then the tar below Owen splits, like a mouth, like the parting of waves, tunnels down and down and down and down and… is that… light?__
A post-canon revival story, and a long winded answer to the question ‘what would it take to get better?’
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Legundo couldn’t get out of bed. Owen helps.
This is a semi-canon scene that takes place some time in the future of an Oakhurst-revival plotline. It can be read on it's own.
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- Part 1 of We aren’t people, and I’m asking
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Deep in the center of everything, there is a mind.
It pulls the world into being a pliable, gentle thing—into a home. The mind wills it so, and it is such.
Somewhere in the world, there is a person, or sometimes two, who thrives in the world’s gentle light. The mind in the center of everything loves them both, dearly. So much.
But before them, it loved another.
Somewhere in the center of nothing is a spirit. It’s being is scrapped so deeply, so violently, into the nothing it cannot help but be something. It has forgotten its name, but it is too much itself to die.
"Are you really giving me a choice right now, or are you trying to convince me so you feel less like you are eating me alive?"
Some sardonic snarl of twigs grows between them "Well, for what it's worth, I'm sorry too" -
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The glass in my hands shatters, the liquid-like potion rolls over my form, and I feel… very… very… Heavy? I’m standing now, not floating. Potions? Affecting me? “Peculiar.”
Something within the house moves. And when I raise my eyes to it, all I see is a blur of green.
And all I feel is an axe blade slamming into my chest.
I stagger back, just a smidge, and laugh, golden ichor cloging my breath. “Really? You want to fight god now, little mimic? How sweet! How novel!” I raise a hand, a trident fit for my power created at whim. A grin stretches from behind my mask to widen around my head. Oh, to kill on an even battleground, how fun. “On guard!”Or: Dream escapes early and launches his own apocalypse.
(Non-dreamSMP viewer friendly!)
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Semi-Canon and what-if scenarios and one-shots from the “in the kaleidoscope (Memento Vita)” universe.
Or, An exploration of the bloodletting relationship in a post-canon revival storyline.
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“What are you doing?”
Avid flinched, nearly dropping the glass bottles clutched in his hands, obvious guilt across his pallid face. “Nothing, just– I needed another bottle. I lost mine when Scott…”
Avid’s lie spoiled on his tongue as Legs watched.
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Legundo catches Avid stealing the holy water.
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- Part 11 of Vampires SMP snippets
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12 Jul 2026
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“Trying to bleed to death?”
The voice that spoke back was crackling and hoarse. If he weren’t able to see the man in front of him, he might’ve not believed it to be his. “Get out.”
“It won’t work.” Owen crouched near the door to the cell. The place smelled of silver and grime, making him wrinkle his nose. The thin bars of the cell made it easy for him to see the doctor. “It takes more than that scrape to kill a vampire.”
Legundo didn’t look his way. “I said get out.”
“Protective of your prison, Doctor?” He pulled a bottle of crimson out of his pocket, offering it through the bars. “Starvation won’t kill you either.”
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AU where Scott found Legs after the bite in session 4 and turned him. Owen hears that Legs has locked himself in the cell in town and goes to bring him to the castle. He tells himself he just wants the advantage of taking the town's doctor, but why is he so concerned for the new fledglings wellbeing?
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09 Jul 2026
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seventeen things that weren't on the list by I_ate_rocks
Fandoms: Searching For A World That Doesn't Exist - Wifies (Web Series)
04 Apr 2026
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The list had nine things on it. They come home with twenty-six.
Derek's first grocery run since the hospital goes like this: the lights are too bright and the store is too loud and there are twelve varieties of bread and his brain quietly goes offline in front of all of them. Avery notices in approximately four seconds and steers them to the crisp aisle without making it a thing.
They spend forty minutes in the supermarket. Derek's shoulders come down from his ears somewhere around the hobnob debate. They name a succulent after the King in Yellow.
On the bus home, Derek asks if they are friends. Avery has several feelings about this.
(or: the one where they finally, finally sort out what they are. it takes a classification, a label, and one very specific data point. also a plant.)
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- Part 3 of something that exists now
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08 Jul 2026
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Cleo receives a message from the doctor. It's possibly the last one they'll ever get.
Based off of this post: https://www.tumblr.com/vampostingtime/820819713842200576/theres-an-autopilot-scene-in-my-head-where-soon?source=share
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01 Jul 2026
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an easy fix by Tiny_Minecraft_Rabbit (Peter_Rabbit) for drygrasses
Fandoms: Vampires SMP
07 Apr 2026
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Legundo stepped lightly off the path, curiosity and concern pulling him further into the woods. If it was one of the townsfolk in distress he'd like to find them rather than let a monster sneak up on them.
To the north of the twin ponds, tucked away on a lower hill side, was Avid, hunched over a gutted sheep, shoveling organs into his mouth.

