So some of you have been wondering what happened to me? The short of it is that I’ve spent most of the summer in crippling pain. Several months, four doctors, a pile of medical bills, and a boatload of stress and anxiety later, I’m back to normal. With luck, it’ll stay that way.

And no, I’m not going to talk about it any further.

Today’s edition of Badfic Slaughterhouse features:
–Luna dancing on a pipe organ.
–Big Mac punching Blueblood. Repeatedly.
–Trixie being showered in spit.

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The Royal Guard is forever searching, forever seeking, and as one of its baleful eyes, so am I.

Though, ironically, I have about twice the pass rate of the average Royal Guard reviewer. So much for hating everything.

Today we have three stories from the queue, along with two other pieces that I selected for my own reading enjoyment.

Today’s stories:

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