Cynical_Canidae
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For as long as Hunter could remember, every day has had the same routine. Except this time, Uncle's brought something home with him. One that changes his life for the better.
Another short drabble of an AU by a friend and me.
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Hunter gets bold and sneaks out to attend a class at the nearby university. He thinks that he's going to get away with it unnoticed. Fate has other plans.
Short drabble of an AU by a friend and me.
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While a part of him was saddened that he would never have his Caleb back, he quickly learned that that wasn't necessarily a bad thing at all.
A short Flapjack drabble.
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“Have you considered,” Ramattra breathes, dusty air venting out of his body as he drives at full speed under the brilliant cosmos of a cloudless sky-- “That I may no longer want peace?”
“Yes,” Zenyatta admits, and in the reflection of the windshield, Ramattra can barely see the dim resignation in Zenyatta’s lights. “And that thought terrifies me more than any other.”
Ramattra and Zenyatta, through the years.
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28 Feb 2026
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This is THE Ramattra and Zenyatta fic. I'm serious. Canon to me.
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“You are a pessimistic one, my dear. Quitting before you’ve even begun, are we?”
Hwei smiled, though it was more so to ease his own nerves. Something foreign panged in his chest, leaving him hot and uncomfortable.
“I just don’t want to disappoint you, really. That’s all.”
He hadn’t realized Jhin had closed in on him behind until he could feel a hand on his bare shoulder, then a breath on his ear.
“If I wanted a prodigy, I would have visited a dance academy. Koyehn is to fault for your lack of education, and yet you continue to blame yourself.”
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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His eyes are still open. Barely. Viktor watches him blink like it takes all the effort in the world once, twice, before Viktor drops the scalpel between them and takes Jayce’s face between his bloodied palms.
“Defender,” he says, soft in the way that always makes Jayce smile.
And Jayce does smile.
OR. the zenith games are built in blood.
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- Part 2 of symbiosis / parasitism.
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From above: “Jayce?”
He squeezes his eyes shut against the sound, intent on sinking into the floor if not dying completely. Liquid seeps into his sleeve like a cold brand. He feels particularly bad.
“Yeah,” Jayce manages, a second later than he should.
“Are you,” and here the voice pauses, delighted and hiding it, “okay?”
“Sure,” Jayce says, unmoving, “how are you holding up?”
The voyeur laughs. “Well, I’m not on the ground laying in a puddle of expensive liquor, so. I think I’m quite well actually.”
OR. jayce's first, last, and best days at the academy.
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- Part 4 of i need him in my wound.