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So this au is something I have been working on in the background to get it prepared for its debut. It's not coming out until after Battle of the Tutors is over, but here is a sneak peek!

“Discord told me that she’s having family issues and won’t be able to come back for this production,” Jane told her. 

Nini felt a bit deflated at the news. Discord had been her assistant technical director for a few years. She had the ropes down and knew the mic system inside and out. 

“That sucks,” Nini said. “So who is going to be in her place?” 

Jane darted her eyes away, “That’s the thing. You might not like who I chose at first,”

“Who is it?” Nini asked. 

“It’s Myki.”

“Meeks?”

Jane nodded, “The one and only!” she tried to say cheerfully with half-hearted jazz hands. 

“...No.” 

“Come on, she’ll do great!” 

This is the last sneak peek at my first work of 2026, Threebones taking the podium again, and as I said, I have the strange feeling that I'll write this pairing for a while.

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Bones anchored Paige with her body, holding her together with every ounce of strength. Their mouths crashed together again, harder this time—teeth and tongue, desperation and need bleeding into every movement. Bones pressed her forehead to Paige's, their breaths ragged and tangled. "Feel that?" Bones whispered, her tone commanding, unyielding. "That's you coming back to me. That's you submitting to my command. We even the field here, Paige. You don't walk away from me—not tonight."

Paige's eyes fluttered shut, her defenses crumbling as she surrendered fully, reaching for Bones, fingers fisting in her shirt, needing that anchor as much as air.

My life has gotten incredibly busy the last few weeks, but I really wanted to get this out. So enjoy some planymphia!

I promised @thecollectionsof that I would finish my amandawn fic today, so keep your eyes peeled for this full story being posted in a few hours <3

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“You trust me, don’t you?” Dawn smiled hopefully — a dazzling grin that had Amanda’s brain shorting out.

She did trust Dawn. More than she trusted anyone in the world.

“That sounds like the kind of thing a serial killer would ask me before they lead me to their super secret murder lair,” she said instead. Dawn’s grin just widened, and she started walking again.

part of this wip i'm still working on

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Eyes flutter open once more and it's then that he notices just how close they’d been sitting, again, for the second time that evening. The first being when he’d dozed off in the van with his head coming to a rest on her shoulder. 

No one else seemed to notice much to his relief, the others had been chatting in hushed voices or equally as tired after the lalaparuzza. 

Fixing his posture just the slightest bit, Anetra rubs the back of his neck, willing the small ache away. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s okay.” She assures with a smile that matches the warmth behind hazel hues. “You had a long day.”

“We all di—”

“You were the last one standing on that stage… Well, besides Jax.” 

“You got me there..” He trails off with a hum and for a moment he considers adding, but now I’ve got the worst track record, and ultimately decides against it. There was still time for the others to do worse and screw up.

“That’d be the second time today.”

back on the train again so might as well. will this end up going anywhere? we will never know

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“So let me get this straight-“

“You mean gay forward?” Camden giggled, cheeks rosy from the alcohol. The music of the club pounding behind the pair as people danced and drank to their hearts content.

Willow rolled her eyes and flicked his forehead. “Focus, ginger. You gotta get over this Angeria girl.”

The redhead winced and rubbed his forehead. “You don’t have to be so mean about it.” He sighed and got up, waving off his friend and making his way back to the bat to get another drink to make the night actually enjoyable. He tried his best to not bump into people but that grew futile as he was shoved into someone.

Hands came onto his waist as he clutched their shoulders to stabilize himself. “Sorry!” He flushed, looking up at whoever he ran into.

“I’m alright, you okay?” A woman said, curled pulled back and lips painted with a dark lipstick. Their eyes met and holy shit, Camden thought.

Tagged by: @winterandwords probably like a year ago over here. Which I'm actually getting to on a Sunday. Can you believe it? I finally made it!! Rules: Post 6 lines from your WIP. [Bonus points: write 6 new lines for your WIP.] Tagging: @artdecosupernova-writing, @kaiusvnoir, @abalonetea, @calicoy, @ahordeofwasps (hi!) And anyone else who sees this! [As always, please don't feel pressured or rushed!] cw: blood

From Time Borrowed:

this is from the fake dating/sugar mommy jankie au!!

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“All you need is someone on your arm for the paparazzi to catch you with,” Nicky pointed out, “you know, Jaida just hired the cutest little intern a few months ago. We wanted to take her for ourselves but, you know, ethics. But I bet she could help you out.”

It had taken a lot of hemming and hawing from Jackie and pestering from Nicky before she caved. That was what led her to her current situation, her first gala with her paparazzi bait in tow.

Jan was disarmingly friendly when the two first met, bright-eyed and excited to fill her new role. “I was an actress… well, a theater kid with actress dreams,” she told her, assuring, “I can totally play your sugar baby.”