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    Curses were easy.

    People were harder.

    “Apparently they’re scared of you,” Maki said, licking the sauce off her fingers. Yuuta turned his head, rice ball falling out of his hand. “Not that the first year crowd is really scared of anything, but they certainly aren’t lining up to be your friend.”

    “Scared?” Yuuta asked, incredulously pointing to himself. “Of me?”

    “Why’s it so hard to believe?” Panda asked, pretending to slick his hair back. “You’re the one who came back all ‘I will kill Itadori Yuji myself.’”

    “Shake,” Inumaki nodded.

    “I was bluffing, clearly,” he said, a blush rising on his neck. “It was part of the plan!”

    Maki tsked, rolling her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re a special grade,” she said. “Those idiots didn’t get to see you shaking and mumbling Rika-chan, Rika-chan in first year.”

    “Yes!” Panda said snapping. “Before he got his scary dog privileges.”

    “S- Scary dog?!” Yuuta spluttered at the slander. 

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    02 Jun 2024

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    <3

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    Tubbo has finally gotten stable ground under his feet. With his young pre-teen years up to sixteen spent traveling, he finally settled into a cottage on the outskirts of The Antarctic Empire. He's been there for a little over a year now, and everything was looking up. From his crops and plants, he made decent money, plenty to keep him alive and relatively comfortable, even during the ever freezing Winters. Finally, a place where he could live permanently, without fear, exhaustion, and that experienced prejudice to his kind and other non-Human's few and far between. But, his life he made for himself gets ten times more complicated when he finds an injured boy in the forest, bleeding to death upon the ground.

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    04 Mar 2023

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    "Let me guess, it's in the middle of your chest. And it's a picture of a music note and shield," Tommy guessed bordley from where he stood against the cottage, staring at the ground.

    "Umm," was all Tubbo could get out.

    Tommy looked back up, his eyes going to where the Soulmark was engraved into his skin, depicting exactly what he had said.

    "Well, what do you know? That's my Soulmark, Tubbo. Guess I was right," a smile took over Tommy's face, a little softer than usual.

    Tubbo smiled back. "I never said you were wrong."

    "Mmmm, well I mean you kind of did, actually."

    "No I did not."

    "Well, yeah, no, you did."

    "What does my Soulmark look like?" Tubbo suddenly asked, curiosity and happiness etched on his face.

    Tommy looked down at his heart, placing his index and middle fingers over it. "It's a bee, with like, these puffy purple looking flowers."

    "Alliums, they're my favorite," Tubbo stated, still smiling.

    "Is that what there called? Well, yeah, those then. You like bees a lot then, yeah?"

    "I actually have a hive a little further down on the property."

    "You'll have to show me them some time, as long as they don't sting me," Tommy said, with a mock-serious look on his face.

    Tubbo shook his head. "They won't sting you, as long as you don't aggravate them. There lovely little fellows."

    "Can you define aggrav-"

    Tommy was cut off by a head plopping itself onto his chest, Tubbo's forehead leaned up against it.

    "Sorry, I don't know why I did that," Tubbo replied, not moving his head.

    Tommy laughed and wrapped his right arm around Tubbo's shoulders. "You're kinda clingy, y'know."

    "Am I?"

    "Yeah."

    "But how could you know? This is really the first time we've had a normal conversation."

    Tommy shrugged. "I just know, you seem like the type. It's fine though, I can deal with it."

    Tubbo laughed, moving his head back. Tommy still kept his arm around Tubbo's shoulders.

    "But really, this is going to change a lot for you. Being Soulmates with Royalty isn't something you can just shove under the rug. I know for a fact my family will want to meet you as soon as possible, and then there's the strong chance of you being...well, let's just stick to you meeting them first. Everything else we'll deal with later," Tommy explained.

    Tubbo bit his lip, fidgeting with his necklace. "Tommy, I can't just...meet your family. You're making it sound like a casual meet up instead of going to see the literal leaders of the Empire."

    Tommy raised an eyebrow. "You're doing fine talking to me."

    Tubbo shrugged. "It's different I guess, you're at least around my age, and, you know, my Soulmate."

    "Okay, first of all, you're like fourteen, so not my age."

    Tubbo huffed. "I'll have you know, I'm sixteen years old."

    Tommy scoffed. "There's no way you're my age. Damn, you're short. I thought you were at most fifteen."

    Tubbo smiled playfully. "Think again."

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    It only takes the involvement of a single character (or doggo) to turn the tides of history forever. In which Stefan defeats the Bad Man, saves his favourite Food Man, and gets all the best Good Boy snacks. Everything is right in the world.

    (A not-so-cracky crack pre-Marineford fix-it fic)

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    26 Jan 2022

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    “Good boy, Stefan. Thanks for protecting me.”

    Stefan licks his face in response. That goes without saying.

    Or the au where a single dog saves da day :D
    *i didnt know i needed this but apparently i did*

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    Tanjiro dropped to his knees and bowed until his head touched the ground. "Thank you, Doctor!" he cried. "Thank you so much for helping our family! I swear, as the eldest son, I will work to pay off any medical debts for as long as it takes! Even if it takes my whole life, I'll do it gladly! Thank you!"

    To his surprise, the doctor didn't respond, and Tanjiro raised his head. Yoriichi's cheeks were flushed slightly, and he was holding his hands up in an anxious protest. "There is no debt to pay," he insisted in a voice that was as soft as his scent. "You owe me nothing."

     

    A slayer of old is reincarnated. Haunted by memories that he doesn't understand of blood and regret, he vows never to hold a blade and takes up the mantle of a healer instead.

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    02 Jan 2022

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    This story is very well-written and interesting to no end! I absolutely love it :D

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    The war is over, and many wounded people are left to recover. While Tsuyuri Kanao struggles through her responsibilities as the new Flower Hashira, she decides to help Shinazugawa Sanemi through his losses, starting with ohagi.

    It's a lot harder than it looks, but she manages with the help of Tomioka Giyuu.

    [OR: in the difficult process of healing, Kanao earns herself two new brothers along the way.]

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    29 Dec 2021

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    *Dies at how wholesome and well written this is*