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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    "I didn't want to just use your ability or anything," Mitsuba blurts. No, it's way more embarrassing than that, and he's starting to think this was a bit of a stupid idea. "I guess I just... I mean, all I really wanted was, uh..."

    Shijima furrows her eyebrows, looking slightly annoyed. "Come on, kid, spit it out already."

    "I just wanted to be friends with you," Mitsuba rushes to say, and then tries to force a grin to make him look less like a loser, which he doesn't think works at all.

    Shijima stares at him like he's grown a second head. Mitsuba falters, smile wavering, and he drops his gaze to his hands.

    "Uhh..." Shijima utters. She sounds somewhat taken aback. "...Why?"

    One of the things Mitsuba wants most in the world is to have someone to talk to. One of the things Shijima wants most in the world is some peace and quiet. However, he might just have the perfect tool to use to sway her.

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    01 Mar 2026

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    CRYINGGGGGG

  2. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Morning! What can I get for ya?” The man piped, easy and light, and it tugged at something in the back of his mind, at that pain in the center of his chest. All at once, in a flash of sickeningly sweet recognition, that almost made him feel nauseous. 

    'Mornin’, ugh. Wanna cuppa? Was gonna throw one on before it got too cold to get out of bed again –
    Anything I can get for ya, Jon? It can’t be easy, with your hand - 
    (If it’s not too late already -)'

    He swallowed, throat suddenly entirely too dry, and felt a little like he was going to collapse. The pain in his lungs sharpened, going quick and stabbing for just a second, and he choked out a sound that might have been a tight, constricted 'um'. 

    The man at the counter, with his oddly familiar voice, and copper hair, and bright blue eyes that were staring right at him, not unkindly, was - was just waiting. With a practiced smile and a mild look of questioning on his face. Waiting for this random man in his cafe to order, and get out of line, and probably not have the panic attack of a lifetime in the middle of his floor. Probably not that. 

    “Ah. Um. Just a coffee. Black.”

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    28 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 7

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    How embarrassing, to be an exorcist who faces dangerous supernaturals on the regular and to be shivering at the sight of a spider on the wall. Teru would laugh.

    ...Teru probably wouldn't laugh. Teru would smile sympathetically and take care of it for him, and then ruffle his hair and tell him it's ok to not be able to do everything. He wouldn't intend for it to come across condescendingly, and Kou would be the asshole for interpreting it that way. He'd feel guilty for it afterwards. He'd remember Teru telling him how weak he was and feel sick.

    Kou needs to grow up and deal with this on his own if he doesn't want any of that to happen.


    Kou's been having bad dreams lately. His old wounds seem to only be getting worse, and they're becoming much harder to hide. However, an old acquaintance lurks in the shadows, and might have a helpful trick that will take Kou straight from the frying pan into the fire.

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    09 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark *

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    “You’re really suggesting this,” Martin says, voice pulled thin.
    “Yes.” No hesitation.
    “You would- actually do it?”
    “I would.”
    “With me.”
    Yes, Martin.”
    “Why?” Because love is blind, says something cliché and cruel in the pit of his gut. Christ, he never was much of a poet, was he?

    Or,

    When Jon asks Martin to Quit the Archives with him, Martin says yes. Things don't go as planned. In the Scottish Highlands, they hurt, and they heal.

     

    (Re-written as of 22-12-27; see chapter 9 for more info.)

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    08 Jan 2026

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    What the genuine fuck. (/pos. So, so, so /pos)

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    Mitsuba makes a face at Kou, but continues speaking. "Ok, so you know how you have the worst fashion sense imaginable and you dress like shit and you look terrible and every item of clothing you own looks like it was thrown out of hell by the devil for being too disgusting?"

    Kou blinks. "Uh... I hadn't heard anyone say that before, but alright..."

    "It's true," Mitsuba says seriously. Then he cracks a grin, poking himself in the cheek with his fingertip. "And I am here to fix it for you."
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    Mitsuba volunteers to be Kou's fashion consultant for the day so they can go shopping. Kou isn't sure about taking Mitsuba to the city, but agrees, because he's incapable of saying no to him.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    TEARS