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"They're Dark Cucurucho's lapdogs, they're not even real! They're copies pretending to be people. And they're making fools of themselves over someone they'll never have."
He stopped himself. A fraction of a second too late. Ewroon was watching him much more closely now.
"You really are angry..."
Ash felt his stomach knot.
"Of course I'm angry, they're dangerous!"
"No."
Ewroon's answer was almost gentle.
"That's not it."During the 20 days Ash spent in prison, Ewroon has grown closer to the Funny Guys. And Ash gets really jealous.
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- Part 6 of Assassin duo doomed yaoi
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18 Jul 2026
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Their blood mixes with mud before the rain washes it down— rinse and repeat. The ground swallows their woes: it will remember this meeting forever just like the seas that witness their conversations. It's always water with them - the purest and clearest of things, the life-giving liquid. Just as unstable, just as changing. Vast or sprinkled, destroyed into pieces, or whole and terrifying. All-consuming yet life-giving.
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Stress, guilt, exhaustion - it all just piles up sometimes.
Then, it blows up.
But it's fine, is it not?
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17 Jul 2026
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Ash's life was broken into pieces after Ewrons's death, the realization of how much the assassin mattered to him hitting him like a train.
Now he has to attend his funeral and pretend that his soul isn't dead, buried with the man lying in the coffin.
or: Ash angst and Ewron's small funeral.
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17 Jul 2026
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The first clue had been the silence.
Don’t get him wrong; Ash was very aware that Ewron was able to stay quiet when the situation needed it — as rarely as that occurred. This was empty, almost neglectful. A silence that meant nothing.
They stood in the middle of the ocean, a fair distance away from the shore of the Regime — its silhouette still visible in the horizon. Each had brought their own boat, per custom, one red, one lavender; the gentle push of the waves rocking them into the familiar comfort.
But Ewron wasn’t familiar anymore, and the ripples could not loosen the knot in Ash’s throat nearly enough to let him breathe.-
A short AU/Canon Divergence where Ewron's not quite himself, as far as Ash could tell.
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13 Jul 2026
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Ewron leaned an inch too far over the side of the boat, just enough for his wet boots to lose traction on the damp wood. “Shit–”
He tried to catch himself, arms flailing for balance, before he toppled over the side and hit the water with a loud, chaotic splash.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Ash muttered. Then, without hesitation, he dove in after him, cutting through the cold, churning water.
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During one of Ewron and Ash’s usual boat meetings, Ewron accidentally injures himself, leaving him bedbound under Ash’s care.
Ash would be a fool not to take advantage of the situation and make fun of the clumsy red panda hybrid.
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11 Jul 2026