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23 Mar 2026
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Gabriel let out an ugly bark of laughter and abruptly looked away, his hand rubbing against the front of his helm.
“Machine,” he said in wry, twisted amusement, “you are far more likely to grow a soul. When a day comes that an object such as yourself possesses such a thing, will be the day an angel can live without Father’s light.”
V1 knew a challenge when it heard one. It also knew it excelled at winning them.
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In Gabriel's final hours, he and V1 make a bet.
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- Part 1 of The Gabv1el Road Trip
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04 Mar 2026
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between the click of the light and the start of the dream by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
10 Aug 2024
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The lights of the whole district went out with a pop, streetlights and autocars grinding to a halt. The contrast felt like losing touch with reality, stimulation dropping to zero: no lights in the windows, no holographic advertisements crowding the sidewalks, every VR port in the city running on emergency battery power. Grian activated his wings on reflex, but there wasn’t an attack. It couldn’t have been an attack, or Pearl would have already been moving.
The only possible threat was the storm over the sea, a roiling unnatural thunderhead that the lack of advertisements made significantly more visible. It was coming in from the west. To the east the sky was clearer, and the clouds had gaps between them, and one of those gaps cradled the moon like a picture frame.
It was impossible to concentrate on anything else after seeing the moon. The heightened winds, the debris slamming into the unshielded buildings, the shantytown lights blinking off one by one as they diverted power to their defenses– none of it meant anything. None of it even registered.
“Pearl,” Grian said, almost too fascinated to be horrified, "am I dreaming, or is the moon big?”
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- Part 32 of mcyt fic my beloved
- Part 9 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]
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21 Feb 2026
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will the curse be reversed if you say it backwards by Odaigahara for definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
19 Oct 2023
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The bassbeat drowned out conscious thought, and it took language with it. Grian couldn’t tell what people were saying. He could watch them, watch the colors play across cheeks and irises and the curves of strangers’ ears, their earrings, their weapons, but he couldn’t understand them. He was getting overwhelmed, and that was a bad thing. He’d worked too hard to get overwhelmed at concerts anymore.
The Watcher was up in the rafters, huddled in a corner above the sweeping lights. Grian could see him if he squinted, a darker speck of shadow in the dazzled-out gray of the venue’s high roof, but no one else would be looking. They’d go about their concert and the rest of their nights like nothing had happened, the side effects safely dispersed over a crowd of three thousand, and the Watcher would come out healthier. His cheeks would fill out a little.
He’d look more like Grian, and Grian--
Grian would look more like him.
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- Part 20 of mcyt fic my beloved
- Part 1 of back from the edge [hunger au recursive fic]
- Part 5 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]
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19 Feb 2026
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three points where two lines meet by Odaigahara for Idkhowtodothis
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
06 Dec 2025
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“You could not ban an interloper,” Gem suggested. “I mean, I’m-- I’m a cool person, I have skills.”
Grian narrowed his black eyes at her. Gem wished she could be less aware of his shadow and the ridiculous aura around him, that hint of take a step back that most public server admins wielded as more of a uniform than anything, but she couldn’t stop feeling her skin crawl.
She could feel the code access, if she focused on it. The server-level shifts that’d set her to adventure mode, and whatever had forcibly emptied her inventory on arrival so she didn’t have a single keepsake, so she didn’t even have her sweater.
Grian must’ve done that remotely, as soon as he learned she’d shown up.
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- Part 46 of mcyt fic my beloved
- Part 10 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]