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Time Travel by Aurinas
Fandom Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan
04 Mar 2026
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23 Jun 2026
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“Who are you writing to?” A cold voice called.
Dionysus flinched, and turned to his brother who gazed upon him with narrowed eyes.
“…I write to father.”
The rather cold expression on Apollo’s face morphed into one of contempt.
“…I see. What are you writing about, how to keep me trapped longer, in the care of my younger brother?” He sneered.
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- Part 2 of Mad Pantheon
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The Harbinger of Death by Anonymous
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
25 Mar 2026
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The god stares dead ahead at the severely injured boy. Yet his eyes seem to not track him. Almost aimless as they look more through than at the poor half-blood.
Mr. D’s voice snaps, thick with impatience, “Help who?”
Oh. Well that’s just beyond cruel.
Luke walks right past the god of madness, who stares at Luke like he’s lost his mind. He intercepts the kid at the border, hooking a tired arm around his shoulder as he proceeds to stride into the heart of camp seeking help.
He expects the other campers to react to their fellow injured half-blood yet nothing of the sort occurs. Whispers rise.
Annabeth walks forward. Unease lines her small frame as she nibbles at her lip uncertainly, “Luke…no one’s there.”
…What?
Chiron approaches Luke, shaking his head somberly, muttering a single word, “Psychopompus.”
The title settles upon Luke like a death sentence. Pyschopompus. Guide of the Dead.
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- Part 9 of My PJO Fics
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A Bit On The Side by W_Illegia
Fandoms: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (TV)
22 Jan 2026
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How jealous he is, about how well others manage to live in this place and not have any care as to what they take apart to do so.
He parts his lips again, respect for himself evaporating, and he imagines a pound of his flesh as well.
‘Okay,’ Wylan says.
‘The deal is the deal?’
He nods. ‘Yes.’
‘Shake my hand.’
He does. ‘Deal is the deal,’ he says. ‘Take the flute.’
Or, Wylan’s time in the Barrel. -
draw me a line, and i'll avoid it by floodlights
Fandoms: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo
08 Feb 2026
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“If you get out there while you’re drugged there’s no telling what you’ll do,” Wylan said, pushing past Kaz to get back to his work station. “I’d think you'd want to avoid pulling the Dregs into this gang war.” He yanked a cabinet open and rummaged around for a pipette. Opened the vial. Drew out a drop. In his head he ran through the motions of the synthesis: he’d gotten close, before, with the blood sample. All he had to do now was see it through to the finish.
“I know that.” Kaz’s voice was nearly a snarl, but then again it always sounded like that. There was still time. “I mean, why didn’t you lock it from the outside?”
“Like that would stop you," Wylan scoffed. "You need an antidote. You said the others were dead within the hour.”
“Only after killing everyone in their vicinity, Merchling, did you forget that part?”