10 Works by typicalAcademic
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decay exists as an extant form of life (or how Harrow learned to stop worrying and love the bomb) by typicalAcademic
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
01 Jan 2025
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Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run awayInstead of the girls talking things out in the salt water, what if they were so much worse?
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steve honestly can't help masturbating to thoughts of his gorgeous roommates. one time he gets caught.
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>send your sister your shirt
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>profita very short fic
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striders whimper and you're very proud of it, thank you very much.
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you havent yet said i love you during sex. she says it once in a while, very quietly, usually when you are feeling out of sorts. you think she said it once as you pulled out of her but you arent sure. but her name is rose and shes your sister and you love her.
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Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you are in WAY OVER YOUR HEAD.
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they would really be perfect, could really be perfect, their strange nuclear unit. and it wasn’t that they were imperfect, just lonely. just didn’t fit right all the time. but when they did it was apparent they’d been carved from the same matter, the same particles crashing together.
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You hoist yourself into your Recuperacoon, gingerly giving in to the calming effects of the slime. You don’t know why you get so angry at yourself but you do it anyway, so maybe it’s out of spite. While the slime’s powers can contain your species’ terrible memories, it is not so good with your self-hatred.
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when they kissed now it was nothing like her kisses before. she was a sunny day with a downpour, she was the choking empty space and the scorching stars. she was terrible to behold, she was like heaven to touch.
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It isn’t wrong, it’s right, it’s her piercing look that sticks him against the wall. He is an insect in a shadowbox for her, or a corpse stinking of formaldehyde pinned down for cutting open.