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And find out they are not the only one to have gone on an adventure with one Detective Benoit Blanc.
AKA my take on how Jud, Helen, and Marta could meet and befriend each other.
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13 Feb 2026
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Ralsei fights against his emotions. They're wrong anyway.
A Ralsusie fic.
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26 Jan 2026
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Written for this Avengerkink prompt:
So we've had fills with Hulk lecturing some people about how much they will be smashed if they mistreat Bruce's friends romantically. They were quite amusing. But I'd like to see him lecturing Bruce's romantic interest. He exists (according to some theories) to protect him, after all, so even if he likes the person- which he probably does- he just has to make sure.
Bruce/Tony is my favorite, but just about anyone would be awesome with this. I'm looking for more "funny and cute" than "terrifying".
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24 Jan 2026
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Spamton’s roots were growing out. It took a while for Tenna to notice, or maybe it just took a while to happen. His body was so different now, hard plastic where there had once been soft feathers, gaping, empty sockets that had once held sharp eyes. Static and unchanging. Wounds that would have once healed with time now had to be carefully repaired and his blood was no longer a familiar, humanizing red. He was a doll in more than just appearance. And, like a doll, his hair didn’t grow. Or at least, it hadn't.
OR: Tenna notices that Spamton's stopped dying his hair, despite how vital he knows it was to him. He tries to help without completely ruining whatever fragile truce they've managed to construct.
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- Part 5 of Cube's Trans Spamton Musings
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16 Jan 2026
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“You know I’m not judging you,” Tenna huffed. “It’s fine if you want to dye your hair! I was just curious.” Spamton’s forced smile slowly withered down into a small frown. He grabbed a loose strand of hair between his thumb and forefinger, spinning it in his grip. Tenna crossed his arms expectantly as he watched Spamton mull over how he wanted to respond. He really didn’t see what the big deal was.
“Fine, yeah, I dye it,” Spamton admitted finally. He gestured at his hair with his free hand. “Gotta have a signature style.”
“Oh,” Tenna said. “Oh, yes, of course!” He laughed to himself. “I’m all for it! It does rather suit your brand!”OR: Tenna discovers that Spamton dyes his hair and it quickly snowballs into something bigger than he was expecting.
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- Part 3 of Cube's Trans Spamton Musings
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15 Jan 2026