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“I’m dying,” Senkuu said in the same tone he used for minor inconveniences.
Or, in other words, Senkuu gets a fun new experiment by way of contracting lethal Hanahaki Disease and somehow Gen’s still the one who suffers.Series
- Part 1 of Science and Mentalism
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favorite dr stone fic, absolutely love this take on hanahaki
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It believed it didn't need to sleep. The only reason it did half the time was because it had nothing else to do.
However, as the PC dwindled in energy, it found itself to be increasingly drowsy every so often. The same could be said for its companion, Goyou. Ha! By the dictionary, they could even be called friends. -
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(JANKA REVERSE ISEKAI)
Zanka’s glowing eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, his chest rising and falling with heavy, furious breaths. "I'm not askin' this again, and if ya don't answer, yer dead! Who are ya, and where ta hell did ya take me?!"Jabber let out a breathless, nervous chuckle, his brain completely blanking out as he stared up at the impossible reality standing over him. He couldn't believe it.
"You're... you're real!" Jabber choked out, staring wide-eyed at the sharp prongs pressing against his pulse point. Zanka's grip only tightened in response, his scowl deepening, a second away from slicing right through him.
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Jabber is a shut-in, a nerd, and an obsessive fan of Gachiakuta—especially his favorite character, Zanka. One day, Zanka is suddenly transported from his world into the real one.
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A shallow cut, no longer than his pinky, mars the pale white of his stomach. It isn’t bleeding, which is odd in itself, but the skin around it is hot to the touch—and the moment his finger brushes against the edge of the wound, he gasps, something that is very much not pain flashing through him and settling between his legs.
“Jabber…what the fuck did you give me?”