fauxpasz
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the gods they believed in have died, and churches were built as their graves by fauxpasz
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05 May 2022
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"Auriel looks like he’s about to prostrate himself in worship or devour the other in hunger — A primal want, need, want behind all the bright whites and all the perfect lights. He could tear Victor’s throat out and find salvation between the twitching muscles.
Victor looks like he’d either found his deliverance beneath the cold, gleaming silver, or found his death in the polite smile offered to him. He is at the mercy and at the adoration of this thing, this perfection."
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A love letter for new beginnings.
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For Smut’s Sake: Hail Mary Edition “Pentamerous” by wyrdes
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
12 May 2026
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Rocky’s body thinks it’s found a cluster of mates.
Rocky knows that’s a problem.[[the author has given up and admitted this has to be an episodic series]]
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- Part 4 of For Smut's Sake
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21 May 2026
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AMAZING CHARACTERIZATION. UNBELIEVABLY HOT. OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
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A study of rats and roaches, of Angels and a Demon, of glass and a corpse, of a too big coat and blood on her hands
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Finding the lab, meeting a friend, and thoughts on cannibalism, not in that order
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- Part 2 of the red means i love you <3
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28 Jan 2025
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Schlatt is a devout catholic boy, who hasn't dared ever think an untoward thought. Everything he holds himself up on is questioned by one boy at the church camp his senior year, Wilbur Soot. Wilbur is everything he isn't and Schlatt loathes him.
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14 Dec 2024
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so brutal in its detail and honesty. chewed my heart up and spat it out. cant stop thinking about chapsticks now
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Alex Quackity: Look, Thomas Innit, or Tommy as he prefers to be called, killed Dream. This is not the question we are dealing with in this trial. We know where it happened, we know when it happened, we know he was the one who shot Dream point blank in the head. Those are all facts of this case. The question we are raising here is why it happened. The prosecution has suggested to you that it was done out of anger and hatred for the man who had been taking care of Tommy since he was 16. What we will prove to you however, is that it was done out of fear. You will hear evidence that when Tommy began living with Dream when he was 16, his life turned into a living hell. You will hear witness testimony to the cruelty Dream enacted on his charge. You will hear what kind of man Dream was behind closed doors. You will learn that not only was he capable of threatening to end Tommy’s life, you will be surprised it didn’t happen sooner. You will come to understand that what Tommy did was not an act of hatred or malice, but one of fear and desperation to survive.
or, the trial of Thomas Innit as told through news clips, transcripts, and court documents.
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18 Nov 2024
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disjointed storytelling from a series of overlapping accounts is so cool...
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It starts with Quackity on his back, Wilbur’s weight pinning him to the floor of the penthouse. His eyes are bright. Literally glowing like every villain in every storybook. It’s like the TNT embedded itself into his soul: the glowing spark of his eyes, the gunpowder of his lips, the sand and the smoke laid into his tongue as it makes itself a home in Quackity’s maw. They crash into each other, meteors raining down upon the earth from the heavens who turned their backs on them.
Wilbur is cold, Quackity notes. Like death, like glass ready to shatter and pierce and draw every bit of blood he’s willing to offer up like worship. And even though it was Wilbur to offer. Even though it was Wilbur to walk up and bring his challenge to the forefront of his brain, it’s not Wilbur who starts it.
It starts here.
And it starts with Quackity sinking his teeth into Wilbur’s throat.