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His Hikaru/This Hikaru by wakeupjake
Fandoms: 光が死んだ夏 | Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu | The Summer Hikaru Died (Anime)
21 May 2026
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“But… you’re not Hikaru,” he said. Not-Hikaru opened his eyes, surprised to be seen as him and not as the vestige of Yoshiki’s best friend. “You’re you.”
Uncertainty joined Hikaru's features then, wedging into the space where their bodies had yet to converge. But when Yoshiki slid his hand to the nape of his neck, tangling in his hair, he melted into the touch. Hikaru blushed in uncharacteristic shyness, cheeks reddening to the point that any watermelon guts on his face would be lost to the eye.
Yoshiki could feel Hikaru’s breath quick and damp on his lips. “So maybe you’d like it like this instead,” he whispered as he closed the distance, melting into him too.
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Yoshiki teaches Hikaru how to kiss. Hikaru teaches Yoshiki how to touch him without imagining his Hikaru.
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(CW: injury and gore)
This isn’t the first time Jabber has asked him to press his fingers into bruises and broken bones either. To add to the canvas of cuts and gashes littering his skin while he begs Zanka to pin him down and fuck him stupid at the same time.
This is the first time he’s begged Zanka to stick his dick in the newest hole punched straight through him, though.
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Jabber begs Zanka to abandon reason and fuck him somewhere he definitely shouldn't be fucking him. Zanka offers him a compromise. Or at least he tries to.
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Megumi scoffed. He leaned forward to press a kiss to Yuuji’s forehead. “If he suffocates you, I’m not coming to your funeral.” Then he clasped his hands together above them. “Divine Dog: Totality.”
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Yuuji asks if an extra cuddle buddy can join them. Megumi can't say no to the promise of a smile lighting up his boyfriend's face. Even if he objects to Yuuji calling his shikigami a "puppy."
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He’s never hard by the end of their fights the way Jabber is. He doesn’t get off on pain and exertion and humiliation the way the Raider does. He’s not the one who stays revved and ready to go (Jabber’s words), approaching every battle as his next fix.
No, what gets Zanka off is the momentary shudder of submission that runs down Jabber’s spine when he’s pinned beneath the Cleaner. The way that crazed look in his eyes gets a little more focused, like he’s finally aware that consequences are around the corner.
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Zanka fucks Jabber in the rubble of yet another battle of theirs. No matter how hard he tries to make Jabber hate it, he always hates it even more.
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Robert Robertson III didn’t need a pack.
He just so happened to accidentally acquire one anyway.
Which is what brought him here, now.
Standing in the break room at 6am with a mug in hand, staring at the steadily dripping coffee maker without really seeing it. Bundled up in a hoodie, vacillating between too hot and too cold with every drip drip drip. Cheeks pink, sweat dotting his brow, cotton clinging to his spine.
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Robert makes the mistake of thinking he can get away with a day of dispatching while he's in pre-heat. One of his Alphas finds him in the break room and makes it clear that that was a very big mistake indeed.