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Those feelings dictated much for her. Ruled over, kept her gift locked behind hesitating hands, stowed herself away for fear of stroking a fire too hot to put out. And putting out those violent parts of her, the ones that did not bend to any semblance of self-control, that seemed important at the time. She kept her hands to herself, directed and exerted that need for violence on her own body, own skin, left her own scars.
Seemingly until now, because as she’s crashing against Sayeon, she doesn’t quite feel that burn anymore.
in which a hit to the face is a thousand unspoken confessions.
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my hands are sticky with desire (for you, for you) by shims
Fandoms: Hand Jumper (Webcomic)
15 Nov 2025
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Again, Ryujin has always been like this—giving and giving and giving, until she’s been sucked dry and frail, robbed of the only thing she’s been able to offer. That’s why it’s so fitting, her gift, the ultimate praise for self-sacrifice, and by extension, self-destruction. Dig the knife in deeper, you’ll reap better results. There’s always that voice taunting away in her ear. Pinpricks pulling her skin apart, or digging her teeth into her lip and any other flesh she could manage, or her nails clawing up and down, over and out. Demise doesn’t know limits, doesn’t stop at the human implications of pain. It powers through, it takes her down all the same.
handjumper shipweek 2025 day 7 - traditional prompts; injuries, firsts, body swap
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“I care a lot, you know?” she continues as she presses closer to Ryujin. The contact, once welcome and warm, makes Ryujin feel sick. “I’ve always wanted you to trust me. But after all this time, after everything, it still feels like—”
“You don’t give a fuck about me and you know it,” Ryujin spits out angrily, before she can stop herself. She pulls away to burn her eyes into Sayeon’s now hardened gaze. No surprise here, like she’d been expecting this. Ryujin’s nails dig into her palms. There goes her plans of a quiet night, thrown out the minute Sayeon tried to bend their limits.
or; at the end of the line, they are all they have.
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Ryujin kicks at the ground and wishes for a cigarette. Fuck impossible–this is some shit straight out of a crappy, discontinued shonen anime. There’d been an Aberrant that had slipped under their radar–maybe because of the exhaustion, maybe because of their carelessness, maybe because at the end of the day, they’re just scared little kids masquerading in suits who have no fucking clue what they’re doing–and hit Glasses square in the forehead. And now she’s off in La La Land and some unfortunate soul has to go in and pull her out of her own head.
The unfortunate soul in question of course being Ryujin, courtesy of Iseul’s appointment as de facto leader.
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06 Aug 2024
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“You shouldn’t be here,” Sayeon says again, which is neither a concession nor an acknowledgement, which is exactly the type of fucking answer Glasses would give. Ryujin laughs, she should have known it was a pointless endeavor from the start. “Get out of here, Ryujin.”
There’s tendrils reaching out from the eye now, peeling the topmost layer of flesh on her chest off. Her bones peek out onto the surface as the eye reaches in and in and in. Ryujin jams her eyes shut.
Silence ticks by in seconds, minutes, hours as she slowly loses her grip on the dreamscape.
“Look down,” Sayeon finally says. “Look down at what you did.”
And Ryujin tries to keep her head straight, tries to follow her gut instinct but she’s always been bad at listening to reason when it concerns Sayeon.
Ryujin looks down and sees Sayeon trading a piece of her soul to the devil because of her.
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Tangerine Nightmares and Cerulean Scars by strawberrysuns
Fandoms: 약한영웅 | Weak Hero (TV)
22 Oct 2025
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“It’s mine now,” Seongje says, stuffing Hyuntak’s blue beanie into his pocket. He isn’t talking about the hat.
“I hate it,” Hyuntak whispers, staring at a neon sign the color of a toxic fruit. He isn’t talking about the light. Between them, the world has fractured into a war of palettes.
One has stolen a color, the other is haunted by one. And in the middle of it all, they might just be trying to say the one thing their pride won't allow: that they are irrevocably, inconveniently, in love.
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07 Nov 2025
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The world snapped into sharp, painful focus. It reminded him that he was alive, and that being alive, for him, was a messy, complicated, orange-tinted war. And he was a soldier who, despite all his better judgment, missed the battlefield every single day he was away from it.
The color would never let him go. It was the leash. And Seongje was holding the other end, kilometers away, probably not even thinking of him, yet still pulling, pulling, pulling.
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Headmaster Vaughn finds out that Blyke has been living in Isen’s room, and forces Blyke to move back in with John. With Blyke having no choice but to share his living space with John, he's constantly walking on eggshells to avoid angering Wellston's most troubled student.
But, what if there's more to John than the merciless tyrant he's known for? Late-night confrontations and conversations can reveal a lot about a person. Will John and Blyke ever be able to see eye to eye?
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28 Jul 2025
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can't believe i DON'T have this bookmarked... one of my all-time favorites <33
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The last and only future.
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- Part 7 of BOUND TO HELL
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03 May 2025
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Loneliness doesn’t suit him. But perhaps, he thinks, it was just the prerequisite. That the compassion only blooms when there’s no one to give it to. Maybe that’s just the case for him.
Maybe he’ll go to a book club. Start hiking. Spend evenings talking to his neighbors. Maybe the winter will end, and the seeds will start to sprout and bloom by late spring, and take the place of the withers.
Sometimes, the people around him are faceless. But it’s less frequent now. The honesty punches holes in his wall, funnily enough. There’s something trifling growing in those gaps. Something small and warm, for him to hold in his hands.
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There’s a blinking red light on the webcam and some half-assed attempt at a countdown with Juni’s fingers and that’s all the warning she gives them before she goes live.
“Hello everyone, sorry for the delay!” she says, smiling up at the camera. A monitor that’s been tilted on its side whizzes past with chat messages and Min stares into it blankly, like it’s a portal to another dimension. “Some stuff has come up with work–I got a promotion actually. That means I won’t have nearly as much time to stream but don’t worry because I’ve brought in some help! Say hello, Cell 4.”
Iseul’s too busy calculating the cost of the PC parts to notice and Sayeon’s still trying to figure out how this falls under mission parameters.
“Hello,” Min repeats, monotone, staring dead into the camera.
Or: Cell 4 takes on the challenge of streaming.
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13 Jul 2024
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ryujin playing league please save me ryujin playing league please save me