Hatsukoi_to_Nichijou
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At the cusp of defeat, Shadow Milk gets transported to a backwards world: Dark Enchantress was sealed away before she could do any lasting damage, the Beasts never came to be, and the Ancients rule over an otherwise peaceful world.
Oh, and apparently his counterpart is dead and hailed as a hero. Because his life wasn’t already complicated enough.
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What happens when the guy who basically saved all of Cookie-kind comes back as an evil, corrupted version of himself?
Healing. Healing is what happens…hopefully.
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Bookmarked by Hatsukoi_to_Nichijou
10 Jul 2025
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Beast Among Heroes. PVSM where SMC def got send into an alt universe when the ancients started hunting him down. Stopped @ chpt 7
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Where the Light Won't Find You by Fire_Fly464, rindomness
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
08 Jul 2025
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"Here we are," Mumbo says, confirming Grian's suspicions (and the GPS map) that this is their destination. "Home sweet home."
"Swanky," Grian says. "How'd you land it?"
"Nice job," Mumbo says. "Pays really well."
"No kidding."
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Grian moves in with Mumbo after months of Mumbo asking, but things are... weird.
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Bookmarked by Hatsukoi_to_Nichijou
26 Jun 2025
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Mafia au where desert duo is literally a crime org. Chpt 18
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"It is said when they were kids, England and France got along very well."
Stories and memories of England and France, and their names before those names, from the first time they met to the present.Bookmarked by Hatsukoi_to_Nichijou
14 May 2025
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The white cliffs of Dover.
FrUk story spanning the centuries theyve been together. Started ever since they were Francia and Albion
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
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- Part 1 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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Mumbo was braving the night on his own. He carried a shulker box from his base to the new redstone farm he was working on. A whistling gust of wind spooked him enough to almost drop it. He would have laughed at himself if something hadn’t beat him to it.
He swore he heard a giggle from the trees to the left. He tried to peer through the darkness to see who was hiding. It could have easily been one of the other hermits, but Mumbo wasn’t convinced. Pranks have died down the past couple days in light of the actual potential threat.
“Hello?” Mumbo called out, clutching the shulker to his chest. He caught sight of a movement within the branches. It looked like the outline of wings.
Or: Grian escapes the watchers and takes refuge on the hermitcraft server. The server members begin to notice a strange figure and prepare for the possibility of the worst. Or, at least, they're supposed to. Their instructions to keep themselves safe are often outweighed by their curiosity about their new guest.