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    Series of unrelated pepperony oneshots from prompts on my tumblr account, tardisofiron.

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  1. Public Bookmark 15

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    10 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    On parenting a child who isn’t yours by blood; or the merits of trying; or whether being needed and wanted are one and the same.

    Or, Cathilda and Gilear convince Hallariel to attend Fabian’s bloodrush game.

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    04 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 5

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    Truth: Fabian nodded. He did not remind his father that he had almost drowned at seven. He did not remind his father that he loved the ice, except not anymore, except maybe never again. He did not remind him that although the water was his father’s home, he did not think that the deed had been inherited. Still, Fabian will try to make it his home. It will not be. He will lie and say it is anyway.

    So he contorts these falsehoods and believes them to be truths instead: Fabian loves the ocean. Fabian loves ships. Fabian loves his father.

    Even still, the last one in particular always trips him up. He wonders, some nights, if he’ll ever believe in that lie for certain.

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    Or: Fabian Seacaster graduates from high school, moves to New York for college, and tries to figure out what living actually means.

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    02 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 40

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    01 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    He crossed to Adaine, gripped her by the front of her top, slapped her sharply across the face, saying, “Stop that idiotic crying, would—” Then he cut himself off, frowning, and inspected his palm.

    Aelwyn held her breath.

    “Acid Splash,” he said, and he sounded derisive, and Aelwyn didn’t think she’d be able to breathe even if she wanted to—but then he shook his head, and she realized the derision was directed towards her sister, not her. “It’s only a cantrip, Adaine, for Galicaea’s sake! Now stop crying!”

    She hadn’t, but she had at least stopped screaming. She had her hands pressed hard into her eyes and she was trembling, but she was silent.

     

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    The People’s Oracle is blinded when she’s ten years old. Ironic, isn’t it?

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    27 May 2026