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Demonblight Chapter One is up!

An angel attacks Impulse in the Hub, and burns the power from his demonic soul. Now stripped of his might and brought down to mortal, Impulse has forty-eight hours before the very diseases he reigned over devour him alive. Skizzleman’s on the hunt for a cure, and he’s racing the clock. But to save his best friend, he’s got to sink into the depths of hell. All the while, Impulse grows sicker, and the angels Skizz calls his family take a very dim view of turncoats… Or: The angelic roadtrip through hell that nobody asked for but you’re getting anyway!

Yup, it's a brand new fic! Enjoy!

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Demonblight Chapter One is up!

An angel attacks Impulse in the Hub, and burns the power from his demonic soul. Now stripped of his might and brought down to mortal, Impulse has forty-eight hours before the very diseases he reigned over devour him alive. Skizzleman’s on the hunt for a cure, and he’s racing the clock. But to save his best friend, he’s got to sink into the depths of hell. All the while, Impulse grows sicker, and the angels Skizz calls his family take a very dim view of turncoats… Or: The angelic roadtrip through hell that nobody asked for but you’re getting anyway!

Yup, it's a brand new fic! Enjoy!

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the struggle

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the love story of the blind idiot god

web weave on @mawofthemagnetar's eldritch horror keralis au <3

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credits:

tabula rasa, mawofthemagnetar || @/insanitycreator || joseph campbell || four, sleeping at last || @/fairycosmos || the sunseekers, mawofthemagnetar || @/whereismycaplock || shapechangers in winter, margaret atwood || the hour of the star, clarice lispector || the sunseekers, mawofthemagnetar || wintersong, s. jae-jones || caitlyn siehl || epoch's end, mawofthemagnetar || @/theskeletonprior || epoch's end, mawofthemagnetar || to be alive, gregory orr || epoch's end, mawofthemagnetar || @/scars-upon-his-skin || lena oleanderson || epoch's end, mawofthemagnetar || troy (2004) || asofterworld, #359 || creatio ex nihilo, mawofthemagnetar || @/blorballs-of-yarn || music of the heavens turns out to sound a lot like a b flat, dennis overbye (via nyt) || creatio ex nihilo, mawofthemagnetar

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I’m bored, so here’s a bit more Magnetar lore: this one time in class I accidentally cultured cholera in a Petri dish.

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TODAY IS THE DAY!!!

MCYT Longfic Database is now OPEN!!!!!

Feel free to explore it and find new fics! I

If you have any suggestions or find any inconsistencies/mistakes, please do leave a comment on THIS post or in my ask box! I'll update this database periodically so keep submitting fics!!!!

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soundscape of young green martian playing with pvc pipes

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The radio: ..and here’s Dynamite by Taio Cruz!

My brain, every single fucking time:

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They’re shutting down Skype??? This is a disaster. Dude now what am I gonna do

I keep Skype around to chat with one specific person. Shit.

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It was late at night, at times when the only person awake was Joe Hills. Joe was judging his roof, again, although if you asked he’d say he was admiring it.

“It’s just… does it really fit in with the skyline?” Joe asked himself, walking backwards and looking up. “I mean, in terms of aesthetics…” he turned around, studying the other buildings. “We have no aesthetic continuity, what on earth am I talking about.”

He sighed and headed back towards his house. It was late, even for him. But he as he went to walk up the steps, a weird noise stopped him. The creaking of a chest. Joe froze, one foot hovering over the step. There was another creak.

“Wait a minute! Id know that distinct creaking from anywhere! That’s my chest!” Joe exclaimed, and he ran into his house to find darkness, because it was night and the lights were off. But he could see a figure standing before his chest. Joe reached for the light switch, and flipped it. Nothing happened.

“Oh, right, I didn’t install electricity in the house because I wanted it to be an accurate replica of a haunted, derelict house.” Joe said to himself. He grabbed a lantern instead and shone it on the figure in the corner. “Got you now you… TFC?”

TFC was standing at Joe’s chest, chewing slowly on something. He looked at Joe, and then the light, and then back at Joe. He took another pie from the chest and put it in his pocket.

“No one will ever believe you.” TFC said, and with that, he jumped down into a hole Joe hadn’t noticed before, covered it with dirt, and was gone.

“Well, he’s got me there.” Joe said in disbelief. “No one would believe me if I told them.” And he went to bed, because frankly, he was too tired to deal with that kind of thing right now.

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The human brain be like hey! I see you haven’t eaten in awhile and it’s a bit too sunny. Would a splitting headache help this situation?

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Boyfriend tells me I’m banned from fixing things around the house now >:(

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my favorite video of all time ever

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hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

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They should invent a hard work that doesn’t require you to drink ten litres of water per minute