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“Daimyo of the grass country, hmm?” Deidara gave a soft hum, eyes scanning the scroll with the details of the assassination mission. He glanced up, bangs swaying to side, but instead of looking at him, he craned neck to look at Sasori.
“I’ve never been to the grass country, what is it like Danna?” Deidara spoke with casualness that shook Nagato. He raised a brow.
Danna huh?
In which Sasori and Deidara try to hide that they’re together (everyone finds out).
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27 Jun 2026
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As soon as Phainon stepped foot into the garden, his eyes immediately zeroed on Mydei sitting in the sea of bright flowers. His parents were beside him, quietly talking to each other.
Phainon’s breath hitched but before he could walk away and try another day, Beagle Coconut broke away from the mini chimera formation at Phainon’s legs with an excited shriek as soon as it spotted Fig Stew sleeping near Mydei. It barreled into the poor creature, talking a mile per minute and ignoring Fig Stew’s sleepy hissing and bristling fur. Beagle Coconut’s blue eyes sparkled like two little stars as it relayed everything that happened to it in the short time they were separated.
Phainon felt himself die a little inside. Was that how he acted when he was away from Mydei for a few days?
a strange curse had befallen the newly restored Amphoreus causing all of her people to wake up with breathing, living manifestations of their emotions. Phainon tries to deal with it the best way he can but it's hard, not only because he, for some reason, has three manifestations but also because now he has no choice but to face the true emotions of people closest to him. specifically... Mydei's.
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27 Jun 2026
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Draco is an accomplished pure-blood curse breaker, and Harry is tasked with accompanying him on his latest job—cleaning up the Van Boer mansion, which has been under a devastating fertility curse for seven generations.
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14 Jun 2026
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“C’mon, don’t cry. This isn’t like you. Where did my ‘Gumi go?”
“Ask me when I don’t feel like crap and don’t call me that.”
“Ah, there you are.” Satoru tries to smile as he finishes wiping away excess tears, unfazed by gross snot. He wipes his hand against Megumi’s shirt and then claps suddenly. “Come on, let’s get something to bring down that fever. I left the medicine on the counter. Let me go grab it—“
Megumi throws himself into Satoru’s arms, wrapping his own tightly around his neck and shoulders, just shy of strangling him. “—for you,” he finishes. His hands hover with uncertainty over Megumi’s back because in all the time he's known him, Megumi's never done this.
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or Megumi is sick and Gojo has never been needed before.
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08 Jun 2026
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"Where are we going?" There's a smile on the man's face, but something about the smile feels off—and dare he say it, unsettled. His demeanor seems warm, but the look in his eyes is anything but.
It's enough for Jacob to know that this man is nothing but trouble.
He looks at Mydei to ask if he knows the man, but the downward turn of Mydei's lips answers his unasked question. If that isn't enough, Mydei is also angled away from the man, as if he doesn't want to be near this stranger.
A surge of protectiveness hits him, spurring him into action almost immediately. He steps forward, chest puffed out. "Is he bothering you, Mydei?"
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31 May 2026