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Finnick's had experiences with wars. He knows about the fighting and the violence and the way your life hangs precariously like a vase about to shatter.
It's the silence of the aftermath that he's not used to.
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06 Jun 2026
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Help My Lifeless Frame to Breathe by BeesKnees
Fandoms: The Hunger Games (Movies), Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types
30 Mar 2015
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Finnick Odair survives the war. Not all of him comes home.
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- Part 1 of In Trials of Love
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05 Jun 2026
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“It's… he pulled them,” Jax blurts.
Pomni blinks up at him, uncomprehending.
“Your… ears?”
Jax nods, swallowing back the bile building in his throat.
“Pulling them hurts?” Pomni guesses.
“You… he pulled them until I–” he sucks in a breath, letting it out in a shaky exhale. “I'm not… It's like a costume, Pomni. He tore it off.”
Jax grapples with the aftermath of the torment nexus.
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- Part 1 of Insides and Insights (canon fix-it)
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22 Mar 2026
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Reminders to the Foolish by eirian_light for KitKatGoesMEOW
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
16 Feb 2026
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“Sorry—“ Blueberry stuttered, “M’sorry—s-sorry, sorry, sorry—“
A silencing hush from the hermit made Sage’s sobs simmer into whimpering pleas. The former wonders, venomously, if this is how he begged to the Witches. When they were cutting and confining him in their bony hand, did his Sage stammer such as this?
He’s going to kill them.
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On just a simple occasion of healing, Recluse never expected his patient to be Sage, bleeding out and dying on his classroom floor.
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- Part 3 of SDVN works by Eirian :D
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19 Feb 2026
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A simple telling of a king and his jester going about their days.
Or is it? :)
Pure Vanilla watched as the official came closer, bearing the crown that had always been meant for him. He’d just always assumed it had been meant for some older, hopefully wiser version of himself far into the future rather than the inexperienced youth of today. But some eventualities couldn’t be put off any longer.
I don’t even have time to grieve my father’s passing.
The crown was within arm’s reach, resting on a velvet cushion still held aloft by the official. It was an ornate thing. A golden brim of curving, round-tipped spires, and at their center, a magnificent sapphire cut in the same shape as their kingdom’s emblem. A dome of royal navy ballooned out from the brim, cardinal directions adorned in gold diamonds.
Pure Vanilla thought it to be too ornate, its likeness comparable to what a child might imagine rather than the genuine article that signified a monarch’s right to rule.
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16 Feb 2026