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    "Clark. What the hell is this," Lois asks, staring at Clark's Bruceman WIP folder. Clark's first instinct is to fly away, but that would still leave his fic on display for her to see. His second instinct is to blast a hole straight through his laptop screen with his heat vision, which isn't much better.


    Clark, in an attempt to make some spare cash, unintentionally stumbles into the world of superhero fanfiction, becomes a prolific writer for Gotham's OTP, and tries his best to fend off rival fans who want him to convert to superbat instead.

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    11 Oct 2025

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    The war between humans and monsters has been raging for as long as Grillby can remember - which isn't saying much. He was summoned to fight in it after all. As crazy as war is however, it gets a little bit crazier when he meets a certain prodgious skeleton by the name of Gaster. The friendship is rocky, their surroundings even rockier. And a whole knew wrench is thrown in the works when a human emerges with enough control of their Determination to meddle with time.

    (This fic expands on my Wartime headcanon for Grillby in a previous fic I've written called "Phantom Pains". You definitely don't need to read that one first to understand this one. They are companions, and can function as individual pieces. But if you wanted to know more of my thoughts on the wartime Grillby stuff I touched on there, this is where you'll find it!)

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    21 Aug 2025

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    “Allow me to tell you…a story,” the thing wearing a child’s skin says. The words sound like they’ve been dragged through concrete, but its smile is a little less malicious and a little more hollow. That’s…maybe good?

     

    Sans shrugs.

    “sure. i love stories. this one have a happy ending?”

    It grimaces through that pinned-on smile. Its eyes are flat and dead.

    “That remains to be seen,” it mutters. It shrugs its shoulders, squirms a little bit. Trying to get comfortable in skin that it doesn’t belong in.

    “It’s a story about some kid who freed all the monsters,” it says. “They’re…they’re a…good…they’re…”

     

    My take on a post-pacifist No Mercy run.

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    11 Aug 2025

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    You could understand their confusion. You were just as lost as they were.

    You could understand their actions. You would act out just as they did, were the roles reversed.

     

    You could understand their anger.

    ...But you couldn't understand their hatred.

     

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    The Red Soul has enough and runs away after being beaten with a hockey stick one too many times.

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    19 Jul 2025

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    When Ethan was fourteen, his world went up in flames. When he was fourteen, he took his mother's gun and escaped the city with a wagon of other survivors who knew better than to betray their names or faces to the smiling people in uniforms who claimed to be aid workers. He learned early that help is not always help, and that people are rarely who they claim to be, or even who they think they are.

    He learned early not to let anyone else decide for him the difference between monsters willing and monsters made.

     
    (Or, Ethan Winters, instinctive parent, Raccoon City survivor, and That Guy who the Gods just cannot seem to let die, does not kill the severely abused, mentally ill child bioweapon he finds in Louisiana. Instead, he takes her, and runs. To say this changes things is an understatement.)

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    19 Mar 2025