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Sometimes, James wonders what death might feel like.
It’s not often, or even purposeful. It’s the sort of thing that creeps up on him every once in a while, like the itching sensation in your throat when you’re about to catch a cold, or the ache of an old scar that tells you the season is changing. He goes through the motions of the life he’s carved out for himself, clawed his way to the top with his bare hands until he bled from the tips of his fingers, and the sweet fantasy of it all ending sings to him within his mind, stuck in his head on loop like his pop songs on the radio.
Sometimes, James thinks about him.
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James has a bad day. He takes some time to destress and reminiscence.
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punch a hole in your coffin and let you breathe by starsteps
Fandoms: 외모지상주의 | Lookism (Webcomic)
27 Jan 2026
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it drags its sharp, biting nails along the skin of your belly, snaring you in its claws, cutting into baby soft flesh and leaving behind beads of blood in its wake as it tears the fragile lining of your stomach in a straight line, allowing your guts to spill out onto the bottomless floor. you know you are screaming, but you make no sound at all. it tells you it loves you.
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jake dreams.
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johan is curled up next to you on your bed, held close to your chest, soft, expensive sheets draped over his too skinny body. he is, you think, exactly where he is meant to be: by your side, within your reach, vulnerable and soft enough in this moment to allow you to care.
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a moment between zack and johan, in the midst of everything.
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a river worth wading by starsteps
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
17 Oct 2025
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It’s gone too far, and he only realizes this when it’s a dark and rainy night, and he’s with Tengen—he doesn’t even know when he started calling him by his first name—in his estate like he always is these days. He’s standing in the kitchen and chiding him for the wet footprints he left on the pristine floor he’d finished cleaning a mere moment ago, and trying to furiously scrub a dirt stain out of his haori.
His hand is fisted in the fabric, still very much draped over the older man’s body, trying in vain to get it out with a wet towel alone, glaring a hole into the silk as if it’ll help. Tengen is rolling his eyes and pretending like he can’t hear him, one of the girls nodding along to every lecturing word Giyuu says with a matching scowl on her face, and that’s when it hits: somehow, somewhere along the way, he’s fit himself into their family.
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How Giyuu accidentally becomes Tengen's fourth wife.
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pretty boy, natural blood-stained blond by starsteps
Fandoms: 퀘스트지상주의 | Questism (Webcomic)
25 Aug 2025
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“i didn’t know you cared what was bad for me.” it’s said lightly, no change in tone, but sigyeong is smart enough to see it for the warning it is. jaeha blows smoke into his face because he can, and watches sigyeong’s hand twitch, as if it wants to form a fist.
it’s silent for a moment, and then it’s not. “me neither.” sigyeong laughs, and that’s the end of it.
perhaps that’s why jaeha remembers that particular instance so well. it was something new, something different amongst the miles of memories he has of sigyeong. a slight crack in the mask he never realized the bastard was wearing.
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jaeha thinks about sigyeong. a lot.
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Gongseop's face is unmoving, even more so than the bell was, but his pupils flick downwards towards Taesoo's noble fist, then even further down towards the ground—their feet—and Taesoo realises belatedly, ah, shit, touchy subject.
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17 May 2026
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Fuck you, Gongseop mutters, the words are painless but the way he presses his thumb into Taesoo's wounded eye is decidedly not, a hiss escapes from between Taesoo's teeth, like someone is digging a dagger into the socket—he drags roughly around the sphenoid, ethmoid, lacrimal, all the bones the doctor had pointed out on the model of a skull—I'm going soft on you this time, but come up to the temple again and see what happens, bitch.
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middle aged (ok well they’re like. young men) in love <3
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He was not sure who he was. He was not 707; nor was he Luciel; nor was he Saeyoung. He had been born as a plague of locusts.
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Klavier stared through the window in silence. In that silence, Simon could hear his reprisals of the past.
Unattainable approval. Standards never to be met. A throne of lies that he had been too naïve to see Kristoph’s manicured hands construct, even as his own—scarred from guitars and stained with ink—followed in their act, desperate for cheers and applause as they used the tools forged before them. And all of it, he had done with an eager, show-stopping smile.
Klavier did not smile now. He only continued to stare with a severity that hardened his eyes and cast stark shadows upon his features.
Kristoph Gavin stared back. A smile pulled at his lips. It did not fit among the gaunt features of his countenance, his eyes shadowed by hollows, his cheeks sunken into the bone beneath; but then, none of his physical appearance corresponded with his demeanor. He lifted his head, just barely, pale hair streaming down in a perfect, precise curl onto the gurney whose straps bound him. Then his voice crackled over the speakers. “My, my, what a surprise… It’s been four years too many,” he said, “Klavier.”
Simon Blackquill accompanies Klavier Gavin to his brother's execution.
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- Part 5 of our little dark age (of the law)
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16 May 2026
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His fingers brushed through his hair. Klavier leaned into his touch as he followed along the roots, tracing the curl of each golden lock flowing from his head, soft and smooth and featherlight beneath fingertips, and leaving the faint aroma of citrus where his hands roamed. As his fingers fell to the curve of his nape, his hand stilled; and, gently, he returned his hand to the top of his head, stroking his hair once again.
He had seen the act of affection from Metis to Athena, years ago.
Now, it seemed all he could do as sobs wracked through Klavier, deafening despite how the fabric of his jinbaori muffled the sound. They shook convulsions down his spine, heaving his shoulders, as if the weight of his grief was far too heavy a burden to bear; but if Klavier were to crumble before him, to fall, Simon vowed to catch him.
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Resonance by JustACasualReader05
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
03 Jan 2026
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Synopsis: Tomioka Giyuu was an enigma the moment Uzui Tengen laid eyes on him. How could someone live life constantly in a state of grief and depression? How dreary and bleak. There was nothing flamboyant or flashy about the way the Water Pillar seemed to drift aimlessly. But there was an unheard sound beyond the still waters of the Water Pillar’s outer exterior—something soft, something dulcet, something Uzui could not place his finger on. If being raised as a shinobi taught Tengen anything worthwhile, it would be to observe and listen. And if that’s what it took to decode Giyuu Tomioka, you better believe that’s damn well what he’s going to do.
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25 Oct 2025
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this is like the bible for uzugiyuu shippers
(on chapter twelve 😎)
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A letter discovered in an abandoned school building.
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03 Mar 2026
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When children are afraid to speak, they remain silent.
When children are taught to be silent, atrocious things can happen, and they will not utter a word.
Care has been awfully silent.
What did you do to her?