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It's not the worst night Sunny and Parker have ever had. It's up there, though. Hastur's confession has left Sunny sick with anxiety, and Parker unable to do anything about it.
That makes it the perfect night to take a risk. They're each other's everything...
May as well make it official.
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- Part 237 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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“And… Yog-Sothoth?”
The Keeper winced. “Ah.”
“So you DO know.” Tabby brightened and leaned forward, pointing with her whole body.
“Well, it is one of the wildest bits of gossip to ever come from Outer God drama,” the Keeper admitted with only a little shame. “I confess I devoured everything I could find when I learned of it.
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- Part 236 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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Corrupted by Trin (ssjtrinity)
Fandoms: Malevolent (Podcast), The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
17 May 2026
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Tim opened a book he shouldn't have, and now has the last remaining god in the universe stuck in his head.
In the process of dealing with that, he will come up against invading deities, be marked by the Desolation, and turn—reluctantly—to the Magnus Institute for help.
There is a lot going on here. Tim feels out of his league. He is. And lately, he's unnervingly certain that maybe, he should just burn it all down...
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Jon never knew it could be so cold.
It’s so cold that the jagged metal piercing his side feels like an icicle. So cold he can’t feel his fingers, his toes, his back against the snow, though he hears it crunching beneath him. So cold his eyes feel like they’re growing thin sheets of frost between every blink.
It seems unfair that anything this cold could still hurt.
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There was one line he would let no one cross:
Nothing was allowed to touch Martin Blackwood.
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“She just wants to know you’re sincere, boyo,” Collins said quietly. “Spilling your blood is a sacred thing. There’s no lies after that. No skin between you and the heart.”
So Charlie stared at him. “Fuck.”
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- Part 235 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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Damn it, Hastur. I gave you three fucking months.
You better tell them what's coming.
Or I will.
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- Part 234 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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There’s a ghost in the attic in Somewhere Else. It scared Martin.
That will not do.
A short story for JonMartinWeek2026 with the prompt, "Gender Diversity // Hauntings & Ghosts."
This takes place after the events of MAG200. They are safely Somewhere Else.
They're happy and together and there are good cows don't ask too many questions.Do mind the tags.
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The Talk (just kidding no it’s not) by Kraiva, Trin (ssjtrinity)
Fandoms: Malevolent (Podcast)
03 Apr 2026
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(So we accidentally posted this one twice? Ahem.
Have some Kraiva art of Hastur and his Bard!)
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- Part 6 of Surrogate Sides
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Why had “Arthur Lester’s town” come to mind instead of something ordinary like “home?”
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- Part 233 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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He wakes in wilderness, wearing heavy, strange clothes he doesn't recall.
He wakes afraid, sure he's made John so angry they may never speak again.
He wakes. He walks. He tries to remember what went wrong.
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Long ago and far away, the world fit in a neat little box.
John’s life was charmed (in his opinion, at least), with days of play by the stream or in the workshop, racing father’s sleighs in winter and flirting with pretty workers in the mill. It was fun. His older brother Yellow was the responsible one, anyway—John was, he’d learned early on, “unplanned,” and so wasn’t expected to do anything.
Well. He was expected not to do things. Not to get anyone pregnant, not to steal from the till or stores, not to make a laughingstock of father’s name in town or with traveling merchants. Easy. John was careful in bed, had a big enough allowance that he didn’t need to steal, and he both tipped well in town and made friends with merchants. People trusted Yellow to deal with the hard things, but people liked John, and that was even better.
Yes, indeed, life was charmed, sweet through and through like warm honey-cake. At least, until his father died.
Written for Lovely, Dark, and Deep: the Malevolent Fairy-Tale Zine. Apologies to everyone. This is very silly.
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She is asking for something truly enormous, and I’m not certain she realizes quite how much. “I’m not sure which could fill that role,” I tell her.
“You can figure it out.” She does not say this in an offhanded way. She believes in me. It is that simple, and that damning.
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- Part 232 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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That skin was niiiiice under my fingers after it was cured, practically a stim toy, and I know for a fact that the fucking bone palace wasn’t made for touching.
Just living in.
Which I did not think of.
Damn it!
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“He’s a venomous snake, Keeps,” Tabby said quietly. “I’m so afraid he’s going to bite you.”
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
—Robert Frost
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- Part 231 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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He did nice things. He was not Kayne.
It's why he wore white. It was all about evening out that wild and unfettered nature, because (yes, he knew enough to understand) of the Trauma. Ha. Haha. What, he wondered, would Arthur do if he knew every god he met had trauma?
Probably make a mess. Psychology wasn’t that guy’s strong suit.
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Faroe huffed, a short and frustrated sigh. “He’s terribly stubborn.”
Tabby nodded solemnly. “Terribly.”
Faroe pulled back to meet their eyes. “Dreadfully, even.”
The Keeper made a small, high sound. “Dreadfully.”
Faroe eyed them both. “Some days, he’s positively vexing.”
“Cantankerous,” Tabby said flatly, and the Keeper made that small noise again.
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- Part 230 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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It was five thousand years before Wallace Larson was picked up by the Librarian once again. At least, that was what it felt like.
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- Part 229 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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Sunny’s breath whooshed out in a relieved sort of chuckle. “Excellent. I can get a pot here in just a moment, then. Shall we, uh… Take a seat? There’s some recliners by the window.” He stopped. Wrung his hands. “You know that, of course. It’s your music room.”
“Absolutely,” said Arthur, and confidently walked too far to the left. Then he stopped, grinned at Sunny, and said, “Gotcha.”
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- Part 228 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut
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Carcosa hadn’t moved in ages, John was a god, and privacy at a premium; getting out of the city just for a few hours was all John thought Arthur wanted to do.
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- Part 227 of Surrogate: The Director's Cut