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In a world where loyalty is more important than life, betrayal means the end.
Ewron is thrown out of the Polish Cave and falls under Ash's regime—a place where weakness has no place. Officially, he is a nobody. Unofficially, he is someone Ash cannot lose.
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my head hurts but i think i'll be fine by moemoe_kyukyu for KornyNuggetz_8
Fandoms: WHITEPINE - IvoryTV (Web Series)
08 Apr 2026
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As Ivory makes her way back to the mansion after getting jumped by the detective, Ivory reflects on her connections with the many people shes met over the past few months.
And then the other chapters is like how Ivory influenced everyone around her
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What Ivory thinks about the others and what everyone else thinks about her
(I promise my fic is a lot better than whatever this summary is)
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31 Mar 2026
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Ivory spends most of her free time in the garden. One day, Pyro joins her, wanting to feel what she feels. They talk about something she overheard about him, and Ivory gives him some advice. Despite the pain and hardships, you will always have yourself to fight for.
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Entry for the Ivory Gala in the discord.
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19 Mar 2026
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It was dark, and Ivory couldn't sleep.
She wanted to, knew she should, but everytime she closed her eyes her thoughts raced again, and then her heart sped up and she struggled to breathe and in the end she wound up opening her eyes again anyways, staring up at Serapter's bunk.
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After being interrogated, Ivory can't fall asleep. Or stay calm.
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- Part 4 of Loop-de-Loop's Antique Shop
- Part 2 of Loop's May Mixtape Fics!
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19 Mar 2026
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Aleksandr was predictable. He spent his time quietly. The same every day, precisely as he liked it. Rising before the sun, listening to the stillness of the morning, and settling in to his desk with poor posture and bitter coffee, typing away. Each morning a gentle calling, a cat mewling for food, a pinging email waiting to be responded to, a dark living room where no one was really living. Each evening was a thrumming sameness. A short bus ride into town, meaningless errands completed without a single thought, a sigh slumped over at a bar counter, staring listlessly into a dripping glass. Silence suited him, repetitiveness worn like an ill-fitting coat he couldn't bear to toss out. Aleksandr was alone, precisely as he liked it. He did like it, didn't he?
Not many people seemed to come into his life out of nowhere anymore. No one new trying to be friends, no one curious trying to find love. It was like the world around him could sense he had long ago stopped trying to be interesting, and interested in anyone else. Save for a few regular faces at a few regular places, it was a solitary existence for almost a decade. Until that loud, strange man with wild hair.
All of it was a blur, until Davit.