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Haha do you get the pun? Yeah ok whatever this is for me to write my drabbles because there's an agonizing lack of 1xdoe fics here.
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Shrimpo has to deal with Goob's constant pestering, he won't mind it soon enough.
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Dandy discovers his pet twisted, attempts to play with him.
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To the rest of the Crossroads, Medkit is a man of sterile routines and sharp edges. He doesn't have "hobbies"; he has medical inventories and surgical precision. But when a hungry Banhammer goes hunting for snacks in a forgotten closet, he uncovers a side of the medic that Medkit tried to bury alongside his past in the Church of the True Eye. A bittersweet look at trauma, pining, and the loud, chaotic comfort that finally made the silence bearable.
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25 May 2026
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Subspace sets up an online notes account to log his work. By coincidence, he is given access to the same page that Boombox set up a couple months before, and now they're both stuck there together. Between this unlikely duo, a friendship blossoms, and then perhaps something more...
[A chat fic strongly inspired by 17776/20020 by Jon Bois. Make sure to show creator's style for the full experience!]
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15 Dec 2025
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FUFCHUFHDFHYFCUFUUUUUUCK FUUUUUUUUCK FOOTBALL 17776 INSPIRED FIC I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF
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Even the smallest pebble tossed into a still lake can cause ripples across the entire surface... and Guest 666 is a lot larger than a pebble.
Or; Noob, 007n7, Shedletsky and Guest 1337 get their shit together. Eventually.
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The Spectre had a little problem. Endless misery was rapidly growing repetitive.
Conflicts never escalated anymore from how exhausted the inhabitants within the realm were. A stream of non-newfound sorrow was leaking traces of its initial vigor, to their absolute annoyance and horror.
To introduce something.. stimulating, it wanted to go with a different approach of handling the outliers.
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Horrified couldn't even begin to describe what 007n7 felt during the moment he witnessed what was beyond that window.
It wasn't him. It couldn't be, it couldn't—how did he look like that? What did they do to him? What was happening? He- he couldn't even move, what was-
7n7's heart skipped a beat when he threw himself onto the desk, the latter barely managing to look towards the lit phone screen right across it.
.. he now stood in front of the door of his home.
Without thinking, 7n7 franctically began trying to force it open with his entire body as he yelled out his name from outside the endless noir.
He was dying. Noob was dying. He couldn't think of anything else beyond that, his heart racing to spark the light behind his eyes again.
7n7 needed to save him.