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Combat System Critical by Sholio
Fandoms: Murderbot (TV), The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
30 Dec 2025
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SecUnit is on Preservation when an attempted assassination on a PresAux team member turns a quiet retreat at a backwater university into a fight for survival.
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Spring is the season of new beginnings and fresh growth, but the start of a war far too few believe is coming likely isn't quite what that sentiment intends. Between border-folk seeing signs years ago, oddly knowing soldiers pressing the issue whenever they can and support from the highest echelons of Sunhame, if not those they could use the direct assistance of, the Firestarters of Karse have more allies in this than they've had in centuries.
But will allies from within be enough?
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- Part 12 of Friends Across Borders
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The Way Hockey Is by Erisenyo
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
22 Dec 2025
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[“Oh fuck,” Cliff hears himself say out loud as his brain suggests—something. “Roz and Holl…oh, fuck.”
Pike goes still for a moment before shoving him, rough and unexpected enough that Cliff nearly overbalances. “Fuck off, Marlow,” Pike snarls, hauling him in by the sweater.
Cliff ignores it, staring past Pike’s shoulder. “Fucking Christ, fucking—are they—”
“Shut the fuck up, shut up, shut your fucking mouth, Marlow.”
“They’re—fuck, fuck, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t—” Cliff finds himself looking at Pike almost pleadingly, a weird helplessness buzzing in his fingertips and toes. “I didn’t kno—”
“You don’t know shit,” Pike says savagely, physically putting himself between Cliff and the space Hollander used to be. “Shut your fucking mouth, you don’t know anything.”]
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Cliff Marlow's POV of The Hit and the aftermath, as he starts to put a few things together.
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"As the senior housemate and the more experienced adult, I've decided something. Potter, you absolutely need to get your shit together by the time you turn thirty."
Harry cut a disbelieving look at Draco: curry stain, ragged joggers, unfortunately sexual t-shirt slogan. He glanced down at himself: work trousers and plain white oxford, unbuttoned at the throat. It was a boring office drone's get-up but hardly a sign of Harry being any kind of broom-wreck. "I do?" he asked.
A somewhat belated birthday fic to celebrate our favourite pain in the arse, Draco Malfoy.
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Historical AU. In 1947 New York, a motley group of strangers are about to come face-to-face with the idea that you can catch a criminal from within his own mind.