Disgruntled_Rat
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we've got a story (a dotted line) by Disgruntled_Rat for squeobat613
Fandoms: Shoot From The Hip Sketches, Never Give Annabelle A Gun - Shoot From The Hip Sketch
29 Dec 2025
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It began, like it ended, in Butch’s front yard. The place they had met, the place they had become friends, and now the place where they became more. The place where their story began.
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Piece of Heck LoTR Self-Insert Fic I Wrote When I Was 11 by Finwe_the_disappointed
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
22 Jul 2019
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After a dispute over the ideal means of production, 11-year-old me falls into Middle Earth. Basically the same plot as every falling-into-ME story ever, except I pretend to be a boy because I don’t trust Aragorn’s motives. Disclaimer: I was an idiot ok
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This work will be used to ensure all of the images I use in my fanfics still work. I doubt they'll stop working this time, so it is also just a simple collection of everything in one place.
The first chapter is a tutorial on how to put images into your own works and comments.
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He remembers, eyes squeezed shut against the swell of nausea and vertigo that claws through him, being not-quite-thirteen, and listening eagerly to Mr. Clarke explain the science behind dreams.
“Dreams,” he’d said, “are often seen as these sacred experiences, something that has to have a deeper meaning. We have centuries of examples of dream interpretation, the art of examining commonalities between different dreams to find a single interpretation.”
“The thing is,” he’d continued, “dreams are just your brain’s way of processing and regurgitating information; a fruit-salad of information, so-to-speak. Sure, it can mean something, but it’s more likely to be a random grab-bag of facts and feelings that you’ve come across in life.”
A fruit-salad of information. Here, in the dark bathroom at a little past three in the morning, Mike breathes carefully, and tries to dissect where the supposed ingredients of his fucked-up dream salad actually came from.
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Vecna is weak. Injured. He's still strong enough to hit the Party where it hurts.
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- Part 1 of this is where the worlds collide
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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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Bookmarked by Disgruntled_Rat
30 Dec 2025
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Incredible fic. Saw fanart of it on Tumblr which refered to it as "that one byler fic" and I knew I had to check it out. Bookmarking it so I can read it again later
Edit: well I finished reading this today and oh my goddd this fic is INCREDIBLE I will absolutely be rereading it later holyyy it's so good
I also watched the finale today and boy oh boy let me tell you AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGHHHHHH