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Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh, I
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet
Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile
It's bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweetor,
the general and his beloved outworlder merchant settle upon an "agreement" of some sorts.
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Among the bustling crowd of Belobogians, blue hair was quite hard to miss.
Boots clicked on the marbled floor of the museum and plated armor shifted against plated armor, the telltale noises barely audible over the idle chatter of the visitors and the tour guides' prattling on about the exhibits. Moving through the populace of civilians was armored blonde approaching red and deep navy streaked with white at its tips.
"Sampo?"
He, only an inch or two taller than the man calling for him, turned around to meet the gaze of the voice that beckoned him. Whispers of shock graced the older man's features before his usual smile manifested, wide but not reaching his eyes— a formality, a greeting.
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on his day off, gepard spots a familiar face in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the museum.
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over a cup of coffee by otakyu__ (luvrboywrites)
Fandoms: Virtual Streamer Animated Characters, Hololive (Virtual Streamers)
20 Nov 2023
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something's going on between shinri and goldbullet, it seems.
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vash finds a violin and recalls memories from long ago.
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vash doesn't smoke. wolfwood figures he could teach him a thing or two.
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a demon falls in love with a god. their stories sing songs and weave tales together.
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The Familiar and the Strange by idiotville
Fandoms: 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
04 Jul 2024
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He sees him for the first time at a distance in the Moment of Morning Dew.
His was a figure so unassuming Sunday's gaze passes right over him. An utterly forgettable moment noteworthy only for the fact that it was the first, and had the man not looked exactly the way he did and had Sunday not been preoccupied with his matters as a Bronze Melodia at that very moment, Sunday would have questioned why a complete stranger was wandering the halls of the Dewlight Pavilion unaccompanied.
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Sunday's observations of a Bloodhound security officer.Bookmarked by luvrboywrites
04 Jul 2024
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BEAUTIFUL. im a massive sucker for ergodic/nonlinear stories so this is. Incredible quite frankly. its so wonderfully written and i adore the way that sunday is characterized here too. this is the galladay fic ever methinks
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Sunday wants to call it immolation.
He speaks with all the dignity a sixteen-year old can have: “And for love did the son die. Humanity is etched onto the palms of His nailed hands.”
“Humanity. Pain. It is all the same,” Gopher pets Sunday's wing, pulling a loose feather. “God loves us anyway. So did Jesus, because He is selfless. Aren't you selfless?”
Bookmarked by luvrboywrites
04 Jul 2024
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wow. just. wow. Wow. this did something to my religiously traumatized ass. absolutely incredible piece of fanfic
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“I just don’t think I have a place in Oogami’s future.”
Kaoru scoffed, chuckling at Adonis’ words.
“I don’t think you realise just how much Koga-kun adores you.”
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kaoru and adonis talk about koga. (kaoru convinces adonis to confess)
Bookmarked by riotwolfoogami (luvrboywrites)
05 Apr 2024
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everythin hurts. (positive)
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Koga and Leon both hate thunderstorms, the volume unbearable and stressful. Rei comes to the rescue, sending Adonis to comfort him, the only one Koga finds himself vulnerable with.
Bookmarked by luvrboywrites
03 Apr 2024
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SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING TEARING MY HAIR OUT WRITHING ON THE FLOOR CHEWING A HOLE THROUGH MY PHONE ETC ETC. THISIS SO CUTE. AS A KOGAP WITH AUTISM THIS IS EVERYTHING TO MEEEE
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hundreds of years ago, I surely said I love you by machitaso
Fandoms: Virtual Streamer Animated Characters
30 Apr 2023
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I’ve seen you die hundreds of times, he imagines in response. Eviscerated. Entombed. Effervescent. There are limits to how much anyone can ever really know him.
“Help me with the garden tomorrow,” Flayon answers instead, removing his hands from their perch in Hakka’s hair to settle on the ground and deposit his head firmly in his lap.
“Sure,” Hakka agrees, easy and smooth. “I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with it,” he continues, angling for a reaction that he’s very happy to give back.
"See, you know nothing about me!” Flayon scoffs, all show, all deflection, and they both know it. “It makes me feel better, I guess,” he hums, curling inwards to face him.
The world is ending and Hakka still wants to save it.
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alternatively: Flayon, his 18432 lives, and all the paths that bring him to Hakka's door
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Bookmarked by luvrboywrites
13 Jan 2024
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a fic that left me absolutely reeling. like my heart was torn out of my chest viscerally. Im absolutely miserable i love this fic so much

