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Did You Even Mean It? by Ashyknees
Fandoms: GIGGS D&D (Web Series), Hermitcraft SMP, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
07 Feb 2026
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Ruby had already sent a few death glares towards the half-and-half in an attempt to make him shut up for just a single minute, but her efforts were fruitless.
Just as Max had scoffed loud enough to make himself known to one of the goblins, its ear flicking minutely, Mr Wizard had decided that that was enough.
In a quick reaction of just wanting the man to shut up, Mr Wizard grabbed ahold of Max's ribboned arms and dragged him into a firm kiss.
Or: Mr Wizard sorely underestimated how much a kiss would mean to someone like Max.
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- Part 17 of We'll find moonlit nights strangely empty
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The floor was uneven by EverEvangelical
Fandoms: Piggs Dungeons and Dragons, GIGGS D&D (Web Series)
05 Feb 2026
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Multiple gasps echoed throughout the silence as Max started to process the warmth of arms that had caught his fall, including the warmth of the lips that his were planted on.
“Oh my.”
“Didn’t know he swung that way. Good for him.”
“Oh my hels.”
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In which Max Blunder, backflipper and bagpiper extraordinaire, critically fails a backflip and stumbles his lips on Mr. Wizard’s awfully soft ones.
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shutting up a noisy party member 101 by Anonymous
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, GIGGS D&D (Web Series)
10 Feb 2026
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Max readied himself to play his bagpipes, and saw as Ruby caught the motion in her periphery, her eyes widening in alarm. She made a sharp, frantic gesture that conveyed Someone stop him!! as clearly as if she'd said the words aloud. Broghini took a step towards Max, reaching out as if to either clap a hand over his mouth or wrestle his instrument away from him. Max sidestepped the paltry attack with ease.
Gleefully, he brought the bagpipes to his mouth. Right as he took a deep breath in, he heard Broghini say, "Wizzy, do something!" and a frantic rustle of fabric, but it was already too late. What would Mr. Wizard be able to do?
Warm, familiar hands clamped on the sides of his face, and he was turned forcibly sideways. He had just enough time to see the pale green of Mr. Wizard's eyes, then before he could even react, he found himself being kissed.
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An Allay for an Ally by Serazimei
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Double Life SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
25 Jan 2026
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It's a tradition to burn down a Woodland Mansion at every start of a season. Only this time it's not only inhabited by mindless mobs. There is actually an uncorrupted Player Allay there.
Scar and Cub don't really know how to feel about Grian when they help to rescue him. If they'd come just a few weeks later Grian would have become a Vex. And the reminder of what they lost confronts them with feelings they would have liked to forget.
Grian, on the other hand, really just wants to enjoy his newfound freedom and do what Allays are supposed to do - gathering things and causing mischief. Which is hard to do when you’ve been dropped into a foreign world and have no clue where your former crew has ended up. Not to mention the two very intriguing Vex, who give off very mixed signals. Not that Grian is any better at communication.
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Jimmy’s frantic mutterings of “No no no no–” were almost immediately overtaken by Tango’s shouting the moment the culprit came into view.
"SCAR!"
Scar’s retreating form paused for only a second so he could flash a grin back over his shoulder, and it took everything Jimmy had to remind himself that Scar didn’t know, he didn’t know, he didn’t mean anything by it, it’s all a game to him, it’s all a game–He shouldn’t have left the ranch.
The thought lingered, unwilling to be let go.
He shouldn’t have left the nest. He should have stayed, and maybe he could have stopped Scar before he took up the flint and steel. Maybe he could have stopped him from even getting close. Or maybe, even if Jimmy noticed too late, he could have stopped the spread of the flames before they got out of control.
But more than that…
He should have told Grian.
There was no avoiding it now, he reasoned, as he drew his knees to his chest to try and cradle the blanket-wrapped egg a little closer, to try and keep it a little warmer. Grian had to know. After that evening’s catastrophic turn of events, it was far far too risky to go any longer without speaking up.Series
- Part 2 of Flocks & Pyres