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Waking up in weird places wasn’t unusual for them, too many potions of whatever poison they most enjoyed swallowing at the time, but this one was different he couldn’t have walked this far alone. It was a pretty view, far more beautiful than anything he was accustomed to. Before him lay a small lake, its surface shimmering softly in the light, surrounded by lush greenery and vibrant flowers that bloomed in a riot of colors: as if time itself had slowed down.
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11 Sep 2025
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There’s a part of Noelle that idly wonders when her relationship with Kris took a turn into what it is today. But the thought makes her smile somewhat bitterly, because she knows she’s fooling herself. She knows the answer.
Because here’s the thing: Noelle remembers vividly the last day she ever spent hanging out with Kris.
Or, a more specific catalyst for Noelle and Kris' falling out after Dess' disappearance.
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11 Jul 2025
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His heart plummets when Aimsey brings their hand weakly up to his wrist. They wrap two fingers around his pulse point and Pangi watches in silence as their brow tightens and they look up at him in concern.
“We’re both dying aren’t we.” Aimsey says.
“I’m not sure, I have been trying not to think about it, I can't lie” He responds. He knows he doesn’t have much time left but maybe if he forgets the death that is creeping through his body he can wake up and keep pretending tomorrow.
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- Part 1 of Rhubarb's Realm Fics
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14 Jun 2025
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Aimsey didn’t sleep much the night before. Nothing dramatic just the usual hum of thoughts, the kind that stretch too long and don’t lead anywhere.
The air in the apartment was too warm, and the fridge had been making that dying-whale sound again.
When the morning finally dragged itself in through the windows, too pale to be proud of itself, Aimsey was already half-dressed and staring blankly at a spoon in their cereal bowl, wondering if breakfast counted if you didn’t taste any of it.
“Drive me?” Pangi’s voice cut through the quiet like it always like he owned the world and had only paused in speaking because he pitied it. He was standing in the hallway, shoes untied, hoodie inside-out, eyes bloodshot from whatever he’d stayed up doing.
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06 Jun 2025
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When worship turns from devotion of one kind to another, sometimes its easy to let go but it won't let go off you.. Maybe tr!Ros find that something has left claw marks in her.
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06 Jun 2025