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Infinite Coffee and no Fallon or infinite Fallon but no Fallon by OrakleofDelphi
Fandoms: Anodyne - Fandom
31 Mar 2025
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Fallon gets on the Jimmy Fallon show because of peculiar rumors about his coffee shop that he runs with his friends Caelin, Alara, and Aeia.
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The Group Chat by WimdyWhimsy, WowzaItseEF
Fandoms: Parkour Civilization (Web Series), QSMP | Quackity SMP, Hamilton - Miranda, Phantom of the Opera - Lloyd Webber, Dream SMP, Spider-Man: Spider-Verse (Sony Animated Movies), My Immortal (fanfiction), Political RPF - US 21st c., Undertale (Video Game), The Inbetweeners, Hatchetfield Series - Team StarKid, Breaking Bad, The Croaker (Tumblr RPF), Stardew Valley (Video Game), The Sims (Video Games), My Chemical Romance, Duolingo, Dimension 20 (Web Series) RPF, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Wicked (Movie 2024), Periodic Table of Elements - Fandom, crywank (RPF)
29 Dec 2024
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A group of the world's unlikliest pals get added to a group chat together. It is, predictably, chaos.
Aka Sans Undertale got bored and made an interdimensional group chat.
Bookmarked by loke_is_hopper
26 Feb 2025
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can someone explain to me what in the parkour a women is??????
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At their first holiday party together, the archival assistants play snog, marry, avoid. It brings up things Martin would rather it hadn't.
5+1 kinda formula - going through the seasons with every office party this shitty institute throws. slow burn..... 5 parties they didn't and one they did you all know the drill. pining with a happy ending.
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artic bundle(s) by aeonians_dread for Inaudibley
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
24 Apr 2021
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His eyes study your hands for a second, moving with careful grace to pry your hand away from the scorched skin, studying the length of it. His free hand is gently cradling yours in his.
You swallow the pit of your ego back down to your gut, watch his eyes work across your skin languidly like water.
“You have a burn.”
The pain does little to subside, if only to continue flaring like angry cloths of boiling water being placed over your wrist. “Fine— fine,” you repeat, through clenched teeth “I’m—”
“If you say fine, I’ll be disinclined to believe you.”
You say nothing, and draw your gaze back to his. It’s easier to focus on the cool of his bare hands dragging along the other side of your arm, making the flash of pain subside for a second.
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drabble i wrote for a friend of mine lmao

