OnyxMonolyth
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Susie didn't want to go home after... everything, so she went to Castle Town to try to figure everything out. It's far too late for her to still be up, and Ralsei tries to convince her of that.
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Noelle stared into the toilet, the orangish yellow vomit filling it a common sight. She just sat there in front of it. Staring.
Then, with a speed that made her have to clutch the sink for support, she got up. Her phone screen stared daggers at her. She opened the messaging app again, making sure the message was real.
At 8:30 PM, two hours ago, Susie had texted, ‘Kris tried to kill self’ then ‘On way to hospital’
Noelle looked into the mirror— into her blood red eyes. The eyes Kris— no, it gave her.
Essentially, Kris tries to kill themself, and Noelle refuses to let them face it alone.
I kept it pretty light with the suicide attempt part of it, but it's still addressed in fic. I don't think it deserves a graphic depictions of violence, because it's only a bit of internal dialogue and some external dialogue, and no actual like actions. -
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As Nick’s eyes open, a completely different person faces her in the mirror. The stranger wears a long white dress with little angel wings poking out behind. Makeup accentuates the softness of her face and makes her eyes look much more feminine.
The stranger looks like a girl. Her mouth stretches into the widest grin she’s ever seen.
She looks like a girl…
She looks like a girl.
She looks like a girl!
“Have you thought of a name yet?” Dess asks, snapping her out of her staring.
She has not. Oh no. “No,” she says.
“Do you want to come up with one together?”
“Yes!” She lunges at her sister, wrapping her in a hug. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”Basically I wanted Noelle's transness and her transitioning to be the whole point of the fic. By circumstance Noelle (who's deadname is Nick (which she will go by for most of the fic)) stumbles into the closet (ha) just before Kris and Susie enter, tangling her in the events of Deltarune much more closely.
Hey y'all, this new chapter and the completed status for the fic is because I'm not going to be working on it anymore. The final chapter has my future drafts for stuff in chapters 2-4, but I don't really want to write it out in a complete narrative
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Just a small silly scene with Ralsei and the Angel
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NOTICE: This fic is on indefinite hiatus until I hyperfocus on Beastars again which might not happen.
Melon has always only found joy in killing and manipulating people. He enjoyed history for a while, but there's only so many dramatic betrayals and reunions you can learn about before it all blends together. What if, in prison, Melon found (or was forced to find) something he enjoyed—something besides killing, something that will never get old? What then?
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"Please paint a picture."
"Why? Are you going to use it to psycho-analyze me? Hmm... Let me guess the results." Melon brought his hand up to cover his mouth in fake shock. "I'm fucking crazy."
Melon doubled over laughing as Yahya said again, annoyance creeping into his voice, "Please paint a picture."
"Only if you tell me why~" Melon wished he wasn't restrained so he could lay on the table and start kicking his feet. They had him locked up tight, even his horns had blunt caps at the end to prevent him from doing anything with them.
"The Mayor instituted a new policy requiring that all prisoners get 'leisure time.' He explicitly told me to introduce you to some hobby. Now, please paint a picture."
"A deal’s a deal."
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Powder hated her school uniforms.
Well, objectively, there was actually nothing wrong with them—maybe the colours, if you asked her. Otherwise it was pretty simplistic. A white, short-sleeve button-up undershirt, a dark black or blue blazer, which, to be honest, most people never wore, and a navy skirt that had black shorts underneath.
And if you were a guy it was the same thing—only no skirt, just dark, navy pants. Trousers.
They were soft too, not itchy, and comfy enough that you could drop to your knees, curl up and fall asleep in an alley at lunchtime far from the school. Don’t ask how she knows that.
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11 Apr 2026
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too tired to move, too tired to leave by imjinxed
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
14 Jan 2026
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Zaun wasn't supposed to get this cold. Of course, it was just her luck that the one time she didn't have anywhere warm to escape to, winter came crashing into Zaun with a vengeance.
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After her attack on the council, Jinx has been in hiding to avoid Vi and the enforcers, but when winter sets in, she finds herself in a precarious situation.
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10 Apr 2026
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across our great divide by wildfloripondio
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
22 Jan 2026
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After seven years of marriage, Jinx has served Ekko with divorce papers and no explanation, leaving him blindsided and desperate for answers.
But as memories and hurt merge in a modern version of Zaun on the brink, where surviving leaves one too many scars; finding clarity and happiness again may be more challenging than expected.- Language:
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08 Apr 2026
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one day i am gonna grow wings by agreenwinter
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
02 Feb 2026
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Since the accident, Vi had taken to treating Jinx like she was webbed glass about to shatter at any moment. Jinx could get the sentiment, sure, but it was more frustrating than comforting. It made Jinx feel small when Vi looked at her with worry when she thought Jinx wasn’t looking. Ever since Isha, Jinx felt like everyone treated her differently.
The muscle under her left eye twitched, head jerking away from the voice that crept up behind her. During Isha, the voices had dulled to mild whispers at most, but they returned almost as quickly as Isha was gone. She quickened her pace, a shiver creeping down her spine as she pulled her scarf up to cover her nose. She shoved her ungloved hands in her pockets, her fingers finding the sharp edges of some piece of plastic–likely a piece of some trinket. She dug her fingers into the corners. The sharp pain of it pulled her mind out of whatever haze it was in, and she continued her walk home.
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After Jinx loses Isha, she's not sure what to do with herself anymore. Ekko just wants her to keep trying.
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07 Apr 2026
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“Get your elbow off my back!” Jinx hissed, pinned to the ground, her voice muffled by the dirt.
“I don’t see why you can’t get your back off my elbow.”———
or: Ekko doesn't go to the alternate universe. instead, he ends up in Victor's commune, joined by Jinx, Vi and Vander.a timebomb-focused slowburn, as they redefine their relationship among haze of Viktor’s salvation and the ticking of old regrets.
ps.: highly recommend reading the 2 parts before this!
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- Part 3 of Back to You
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06 Apr 2026