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A thousand fingerprints on the surfaces of who I am by SkyScribbles
Fandom Critical Role (Web Series)
02 Oct 2020
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'Changing is hard. For most of us, it happens little by little in in the smallest moments and we don’t notice it, we don’t choose it. But looking yourself in the face and deciding to be different – that is hard. You are unpicking threads of who you are that were put in place more than a century ago.'
(A collection of Essek-centric oneshots, following a hypothetical redemption journey post-Episode 97. Features Shadowgast and Essek's platonic relationships with the Nein. The fics are arranged in rough chronological order and are loosely interconnected, but they can all be read individually. This series was written during the 2020 hiatus, so is not canon compliant beyond episode 100.)
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09 Sep 2022
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You know how sometimes, you're trapped in your own head and emotions and feel like you're the worst, you're irredeemable, that there's no hope?
Well, the best thing is to find a series like this where they deconstruct that, and show how it is possible to change and be better, do better. It's not easy, it's.... Really not that, like, at all.
But it is worth the effort and the pain
And if you're lucky enough to have people to support you through it, to call you out when you need to face some truths and actions...
Goddamn, but you are lucky.Sometimes, you need to have an in depth, and slow redemption story. To give yourself hope, something to believe in.
To show you that choosing kindness and love takes strength and dedication - and that it's freaking worth it
Edit Feb 2026:
All of that, yes, and now for two snippets from the series!
A) a paragraph that puts all that in beautiful poetic words that make me tear up
‘Listen,’ he says, and Essek listens, because Caleb’s voice has taken on the same fierce tone he used in the hold of the ship. ‘This shit is hard. Changing is hard. For most of us, it happens little by little in in the smallest moments and we don’t notice it, we don’t choose it. But looking yourself in the face and deciding to be different – that is hard. The last person I saw do it was Fjord, and he died for his choice. You are unpicking threads of who you are that were put in place more than a century ago. And every time you unpick one, you can berate yourself for not doing it perfectly, but you will drown, Essek. You will drown.’B) the one shot that haunted me over the years with how gorgeous the angst is and how perfectly sweet the comfort is afterwards
Twenty-four seconds ago Caleb stood outside Essek’s gate in beautiful ignorance of what was going on inside the house, angling a copper wire towards the tower. ‘If you are at home, we should talk, maybe. I’m outside now. You can reply to this message.’A pause. Then the response: a lightning-hiss of magic, and Essek’s voice, a pain-strained snarl. ‘If the Assembly thinks they can get away with having me murdered in my own laboratory –’
Then the sound of an impact, and an awful, choked noise.
(Because it would be impossible for Essek Thelyss to stop being a genius, even with a Scourger in his home and a knife wound in his gut. Of course he would find a way to tell Caleb what was happening, and where to go, while making it all sound like a desperate taunt to his attacker. Without alerting the Scourger that reinforcements were on the way.)
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Captain 'Socialist Rage Muffin' America by mybrotherharry
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies)
06 Jan 2020
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It takes three months of dating Steve Rogers for Tony to understand why Aunt Peggy once shot at him in sheer frustration.
Alternately titled, Honey, I committed treason again.
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18 Dec 2025
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Steve punches a neo-nazi and refuses to apologize. His defense? The man he punched was a Nazi.
"Steve." Tony pinches the bridge of his nose.
"I asked, okay?" Steve tells him. "I made sure that he really did believe all the crap he was spouting. He said he is a Nazi and proud of it. So I punched him. Simple."
"No, not simple Steve," Tony shakes his head. "I mean, yes, I agree with you one hundred percent, but - STEVE."
"I don't see what the problem is."
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"You can't punch people, Captain," a reporter tells him during a press conference. "Even if you disagree with their beliefs -"
"Stop right there," Steve says in his listen up cause I am one hundred percent serious right now voice.
"Believing that government spending is good for the economy versus bad is a disagreement," Steve crosses his arms over his chest. "Believing that Santa is real versus unreal is a disagreement. Believing that a group of people are somehow worth less than others isn't grounds for a disagreement. It's twisted bigotry."
"Be as it may, you are a representative of the US military, and taking sides in a civilian demonstration -"
"Son," Steve snaps, exasperated, "the US military gave me this body to punch Nazis. My job description was to punch Nazis. They paid me seventy years of backpay for having punched Nazis. I served with other men who punched Nazis. There are comic books of me punching Nazis. I liberated concentration camps in Poland in 1945. Do you really mean to tell me that between me and the neo-nazi, I am the one who's got the wrong end of the stick?"
The reporter shuts up.
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Look, Derek is the worst. Everyone knows that. Their fearless leader is a total and complete failwolf.
Which means the rest of them? Are kind of the worst too. They’re a ramshackle, slap dashed, sorry excuse for a pack that’s about a half second away from getting one of them killed. And this is a problem, because Stiles would really like to survive high school. Thanks.
Still, nobody deserves what Derek has gone through. Nobody.
And it’s about time somebody told him that.
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02 Nov 2025
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In which Steve Harrington gets dragged into hell and finds a family on the way back out
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08 Mar 2024
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So, I have been feeling restless and unable to just... settle into myself, and i found this fic snagging one corner of my mind - and it was like, hmn, okay, let's give this a try....
And it was just what I wanted, something to sink myself into. My only regret is how fast I read because no, can't I just live in this verse a little longer??
The Will and Steve dynamic is precious beyond words, but it also isn't at the cost of any other relationships? Like. Dustin and Steve are still tracking along to winding up brotherly otp goodness, and El, and also!!! Steve has Nancy and Jon and Barb solidly in his corner, too. And Robin!! And Hop and Joyce!!! And, while things with Tommy and Carol are rough, this is my fave exploration of what they go through bar none, and is tied with the Future Mrs Harrington in their general character integrity. Like, how fleshed out and nuanced they are? Yea, that.Basically, holy shit, I love it. I love it so much. Everyone is so real and relatqble, and the angst of it is just the right amount of God it hurts so good.
I was going to grab a snippet of Steve in the hospital cupboard, but context meant it'd basically be all of chapter 6, so instead.... have an outsider pov placed towards the end of what is currently posted:
“Actually,” Jim offered, “You wanna join me? I, ah, could use your expertise on something.”
Curious, Wayne sat himself down in the seat across from Jim. The metal chair scraped as he slid it back, and Wayne felt a pang of longing for the worn booths at Benny’s. “Sure, Jim. Y’only got to ask.”
“Your boy,” Jim started.
Wayne felt dread settle in his stomach. He weren’t no fool. As much as Eddie liked to think he kept his secrets, there were only so many ten-spots Wayne could find in his pockets after the wash, only so many bills he could forget he’d already paid. Wayne knew the smell that clung to Eddie’s clothes, knew there weren’t much a freshly eighteen barkeep could earn to afford it, and he knew his boy weren’t no thief. But he’d hoped he’d at least be careful about it. Lord, he was an adult in the eyes of the law, even if he was still a kid in all the ways that mattered.
“At ease, Munson.”
Wayne felt his shoulders drop and his jaw unclench. Years of training stuck with a man, he supposed, long after the war. He focused on the warmth seeping through his paper cup and took a long, long breath.
“He ever talk to you? ‘Bout Al?”
Wayne frowned in confusion, heart still thundering in his ears. “Not often,” he said slowly, “An’ not ‘till a long time after he came to me.”
Jim seemed to consider that. “What helped?”
The confusion deepened along with the furrows in his brow. “I don’t right know, to be honest. Reckon time did most of it for me.”
“I think you’re selling yourself short.”
“This about Al or about Eddie?”
“I guess it’s about neither, really.” Jim heaved a sigh. “Looks like I’m finding myself in a similar spot to the one you landed yourself in a few years back, and I,” he broke off into a breathy, overwhelmed chuckle, “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, Wayne.”
So that was how Wayne learned about Jim’s unexpected teenage problem. Wasn’t quite the same situation as Wayne’s, though Wayne guessed it wasn’t too far off from when Eddie still lived with Al on paper if not in practice. Wayne learned that Jim had a kid not quite of his own, but one he felt like he needed to look out for. And Wayne didn’t need to know who the kid was to remember that churning, helpless feeling of knowing your kid was in the care of someone they loved who had no love for them, of watching them hope and want and be disappointed every time, of seeing darker shadows and hidden nightmares and wanting to help but not wanting to push, lest you lose them altogether.
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Steve just wanted to do something nice for a friend, he doesn't mean to get Eddie's ring stuck on his finger, and it's definitely not his fault that everyone he knows is jumping to conclusions.
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24 Dec 2024
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This fic is such a delight - on the first read, but the re-reads are just as good. Like all pretend relationship trope fics, the unreliable narrator is strong and you can see the other slowly dying because ugh, how can they be so - ???!!!!!
I also just adore the way the whole extended party just - oh, okay, I love this for them, I love them, I will kill for them. From Wayne and Joyce to Dustin, to Mike being a petty bitch, to Will's softest smiles and hope. To the BBQ scene where everyone is so invested but trying to give them space....
Just. It is. It's so good, so soft, so domestic and caring. It explores how they fit together without the pressure of trying to be something, despite.... the entire trope it is based around that pressure??? It's magic y'all. I seriously love it.
... and because I can, here, have Steve realising after all that whoops, he do care. He care so very much:
Steve knows that makes sense, of course he does. But it doesn't make the idea of it any less distressing. Eddie's been here almost a month now and Steve knows the house is going to be more empty than it's ever been. He's never had someone to come home to before, someone to cook dinner for, someone that will ask him how his day was and then make him laugh when he says 'miserable.'
They've been settling into the sofa together for long enough that it had started to feel as if they might just keep doing it forever. It had felt like they were building something, and the idea that maybe Eddie doesn't want that - that he never did. Steve can feel it all just slipping away and there isn't even anything he can say.
They weren't dating. It was never real.