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But they look in the mirror now, in this moment. See Susie behind them, staring at them with that look that is so unmistakably stupid and yet entirely her.
And it feels okay, for once. Whatever they are.
(Or: What if Susie actually saw Kris' horn headband in Chapter 4?)
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Is It The Hammer Or The Chest That Smashes The Boulder Slab? by Escavalier_z
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
01 Jul 2025
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Sushang takes Dr. Ratio up on his offer to teach her physics... With a hammer, of course!
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Melting Down All Metals by Escavalier_z for PinkPrimrose06
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
26 May 2025
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Melting down all metals, turning plows and shears to swords.
Despite the scolding she knows she'll get from Grandpa, Yunli sneaks off after sunset to do something very important. (Or rather, meet someone very important.)
Or: Yunli meets Blade and Shard Sword.
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Post mortem auctoris (p.m.a.): after the author's death.
The doctor’s a no-show after work, and Aventurine automatically assumes the worst. He… May have made a mistake along the way in doing so, he’ll admit. Many, actually.
Or: Dr. Ratio does not take Professor Rond’s passing well. Aventurine holds an umbrella over his head as it rains.
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The nightmares become too much and Aventurine just can’t go back to sleep. Naturally, he has to make it Ratio’s problem too.
Or: Aventurine gets a much overdue refill of his prescription, and two very, very lonely people reconverge one hundred and six days too late.
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Postscript by zombiekittiez
Fandom Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School, Dangan Ronpa: Another Episode, Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, Super Dangan Ronpa 2
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Bookmarked by Escavalier_z
09 Jul 2026
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“Imagine being so into somebody that you write a whole book dedicated to them, knowing it isn’t going to do any good at all. I mean, it’s beautiful, the poems about Maizono and the rose- and then he cuts the whole rosebush down at the end because she’s not coming back.”
“Do you think she was ever there? Or was he just hallucinating?” Komaeda challenges.
Hajime laughs a little. “I don’t know, I’m not really a literary type, but…”
“But?”
“I don’t think it matters? If you love someone enough to change like that, does it matter if it’s real? Or if it’s returned?”
“A big fan of unrequited love, then.”
“Fan isn’t really how I’d…”
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Kris and Susie are best friends. In the span of a single day, the two had become inseparable. Kris had saved Susie's life, and Susie had saved Kris's. And yet, there always seemed to be some sort of barrier, stopping the two from really connecting... But now, Kris has been freed from their strings. Their life is back in their hands, and connecting with Susie is at the top of their to-do list. Luckily for them, connecting with Kris is at the top of Susie's as well.
A story about Kris and Susie growing up, and slowly beginning to understand just how important they are to each other.
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Bookmarked by Escavalier_z
26 Jun 2025
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They just started laughing really hard, the hardest she had ever seen them laugh. As she stared at them laughing in the water, smiling wide, a single thought had entered her head.
“Oh.”
And the rest was history.
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She continued her jog towards Kris’s house, but they didn't move.
Kris stood there, face extremely warm, as a single thought entered their head
“Oh.”
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Tenna could hear the kitchen. The clatter of plates. The deep rumble of Asgore’s voice, rising—then flattening into something hoarse. Toriel’s sharper. Less like a yell, more like a scab picked sore too many times. Kris would wander in, shoulders stiff, and press their cheek to the static. Sometimes, if the TV was warm from recent use, the glass would fog. They’d breathe slow. Not watching anything. Just being close.
He’d glow soft blue beneath them. He always kept his volume low. Just enough to give them something steady. He thought of himself, in those times, as a nightlight. Something for a scared kid to feel near when they didn’t want to cry.
And then, sometimes, Kris would draw.
Little stick figures with marker right on the screen. Green for themselves. Brown for Noelle. Big loopy lines for antlers. Red for Dess. a big triangle with gashing spikes . Toriel would scold them gently when she caught them, but she never got angry. She’d say, “Markers are for paper,” and Kris would shrug and say “Okay,” and do it again next week.
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ode to the cathode
Bookmarked by Escavalier_z
26 Jun 2025
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He wanted to tell them: I see you. I see everything.
The way they checked the front window when the mail came.
The way they lingered in doorways like they weren’t sure they were allowed in.
The way they looked smaller when Susie wasn’t around.
Kris didn’t talk to him anymore.
But he watched them the way someone watches the sun set behind a window. The light changing in such slow, soft increments it hurt to think about.
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Maybe there's something to be found in the rubble. Maybe there's a world tomorrow never comes.
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kris & susie walk back home, but not before taking a small detour.
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Bookmarked by Escavalier_z
08 Jun 2025
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(You fear what is to come. A selfish part of you shares her wish. No tomorrows. Just today. Just the two of you being able to spend time together, act like you were just normal teens. Skipping rocks by the lake. Chugging juice together. Shared meals in the diner, playing piano side by side, your hands slipping over hers. You’ve been alone in the dark for so long you forgot how just how nice it felt to step into the light.)
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Aventurine swallows. Ratio can name every muscle that moves in the motion, but none of it matters in the quiet heat of the moment compared to the way it makes him feel.
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18 May 2025
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“You shouldn't trust me,” he says. “I look at you, and I–”
He does not finish his sentence. It is not right to say that the way he wants Aventurine is impure, for desire is desire is desire, but there isn't another word that expresses the way he wants to feel every inch of his, painfully human, body. Ratio presses another kiss to his jaw because he feels as if he might die if he doesn't.
“Ratio,” Aventurine says, almost laughing. He curls a hand around his jaw and tilts his face to see the fond expression on his. “I told you I trusted you, didn't I?”
Aventurine's hand curls around his neck, his fingers resting in the perfect position to feel his racing pulse. They are, he thinks, both lonely, both hungry, both as cold towards other people as they are wanting to be loved by them.