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{ETHERITE COLLECTION} by bispectral, evenpeaks
Fandom Hunter: The Parenting (Web Series), Mage: The Ascension, Werewolf: The Apocalypse, World of Darkness (Games)
07 Mar 2026
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Made by me and evenpeaks on the Hunter: the Parenting fan server! Credit goes to him as much as me for this idea.
This AU begins pretty much from two premises:
- Marckus is a widderslainte.
- Being kept by his mother might actually be worse for him than canon.His mom, Astrid, is an accomplished Etherite mage who met D and the family in late 1975, when she was in her mid-twenties. While she had a bit of a whirlwind romance with D, it rapidly went to shit, and that resulted in their unceremonious divorce (Astrid whipping out the death ray and giving D an hour to collect his things). In the canon timeline, Astrid gives the newborn Marckus to D to raise (with information for Marckus when he awakens to contact her), but in this AU, she keeps him.
Since ideas reproduce faster than a virus in my skull, this story has multiple points of divergence. The biggest one is whether Marckus actually falls to the Caul — therefore, fics and oneshots with him as a Nephandi will be labeled with an [NE], which will hopefully be warning enough if and when he gets freaky. Happy reading!
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Eternal Sugar Cookie is—
What happens to the fire when the war is over and there is nothing left to burn against? What happens to a warrior when the thing you have spent so long loving and fighting and refusing to name sits in an absence shaped exactly like itself?
Hollyberry Cookie walks home.
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10 Mar 2026
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“You, uh. Sure know your way around a CRT,” Tenna says. “I didn’t know you were a mechanic.”
“I sell cars,” Spamton had replied, back when Tenna was addressing him. “If you talk [Big] with nothing to back it up, people think you’re a hack.”
“Well,” Tenna said, “are you?”
Spamton sprayed the compressed air into his smug face.
That would have been preferable to drowning in insulation foam and getting licked clean by a clown (“HANDS OFF THE [[Officil Merchandise]]!!”). Jevil’s nuisance was missed as soon it was over though, because then all he had was the realization that that was his last chance. To do what, he isn’t sure. To demand an apology. To explain why he ran away. To scream at him. To break that stupid screen himself, just to get it over with, and crawl inside there never to emerge. Then at least they’d be together.
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An unseen, silent, approximately 4 foot tall individual takes it upon himself to fix the fallen Lord of the Screens. To raise a middle finger to the mysterious phone-calling, prophecy-defining benefactor who screwed him over and made him a living puppet, of course. No other reason.
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18 Feb 2026
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“Fine. You wanna get off so bad?” Zanka places his foot right onto the tent in Jabber’s pants, pressing the tip of his boot down lightly. “There you go.”
Or: After their fight in the trash beast, the mere thought of Jabber Wonger gets under Zanka’s skin in ways he didn’t even know were possible. When they meet again, this escalates. Very quickly.
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15 Jan 2026
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He doesn’t remember his name. Well, he does, it’s Jabber, but the thing that they called him way back when, that’s what gets hard to recall. It gets fuzzy when he goes too far into the past, and the fuzz isn’t painful so much as confusing, so- he doesn’t. So his name is Jabber.
(Jabber Wonger and Zanka Nijiku are mirrored reflections of one another, a haunting in the back of the mind.)
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15 Jan 2026