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WORDS AND GUITAR #1
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fic: I Know (You Don't Want To Let Go) >ao3<
author:AKelaNakamura
summary: The Fenton's are dead. Four new graves sit side by side by side by side in the cemetery.
One of them is a lie.
In the aftermath of a devastating explosion at FentonWorks, Tucker and Sam are left to pick up the pieces.
There's nothing that can be done for the skeletal remains of FentonWorks, nor for three elder Fenton's whose lives were taken in the explosion. But the pieces that Tucker has put together from what remains leaves one thing clear: Danny was shoved through the Portal an instant before the explosion.
Danny may not be dead. Or at least, not any deader than he already was.
Tucker won't stop until he rebuilds what was lost—and saves his friend from the world beyond.
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fic: We Have the Sky >ao3<
author:Niko_Jpeg
summary: After the Metal Virus is all sorted out, Silver is excited to return to a home he only ever got to dream of, in a safe and happy future.
Unfortunately for him, fate has other plans as he finds himself wrapped up in a very large misunderstanding as the ‘messiah’ intended to save the world from an unseen threat in the near future. He has no understanding of his pre-established role in the world, or in his (apparently very alive) family, or if this is truly the future he fought so hard to secure. Even with the help of a much older Shadow and his ghostly companion, he isn’t sure if there is a way to set things right in the past, or if it’s even his place to do so.
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fic:Danny and the (mini)Phantoms >ao3<
author:itallcomesbacktoandreil
summary: When Vlad shoots Danny with a new invention that not only separates but also splits the very essence of his being, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz are left to deal with the...tiny consequences.
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oh ancients, why are there so many of them-
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fic: Bouquet >ao3<
author:ArienElensar
summary: Every flower carries a different meaning. Herein, I assigned each lady a flower and chose three characteristics associated with their assigned flower to highlight as I explore their individual journeys. Bonus oneshot at the end.
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fic: Dreams of Longing >ao3<
author:Reading_Wanderer
summary: Danny finds himself in a romantic conundrum, he likes Sam and Tucker, but doesn't know how to choose between them. A magical item from the Ghost Zone called a 'soulmate flower' seems like the perfect solution-- right up until his parents take it and accidentally use it themselves.
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fic: A ghost of future days >ao3<
author:catmiint
summary: After a war devastates ghost and human alike, Danny is sent back in time to before the portal accident to prevent the war from happening at all. Fixing a broken timeline isn’t so easy when your heart is broken too, and Danny’s biggest enemy might just be himself.
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fic: A Tale of...True Love? >ao3<
author:TheEvilAuthoress
summary:
As if preparing to meet with his potential future wife wasn’t stressful enough, now Jaden’s gotta deal with being carted across the sea against his will, bound, gagged, and with a knife pressed against his back to boot. He can only hope the new guy tailing them is friendly.
In a sea of lies and deceit, who should you trust? Will ‘true love’ prevail like all the story books claim?
AKA The Princess Bride AU no one asked for.
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fic: One Last Stop >ao3<
author:Beni_O2
summary: Everybody has to grow up. Among the big changes in life, it's the little things that make you realize how much your world won't be the same.
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fic: Swan Song >ao3<
author:AvaCelt
summary:Ging Freecs returns to Whale Island after his seven-year round-trip to the Dark Continent- but not alone. When Gon learns that his father intends to marry Pariston Hill at the family home, he wonders if he's still floating in a coma, detached from reality but still very much alive. It's a family reunion from Hell, but it's a reunion nonetheless. Friends and enemies alike gather on the tiny island for the wedding, forcing father and son to address the choices that led them to this moment, the broken relationships they left unhealed, and the individual hatred that neither could touch upon until it was too late.
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