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He first sees Gon within the Jaeger base that sits snugly inside the archipelago of Palau, and when he sees him, he is covered in something terrible and red, like blood, but it can’t be blood, Killua reasons, because it’s just a child, coming out from training and smiling sheepishly as adults rush over to pat him with towels.
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I once read that some people's beauty can't be captured. And he'll be sorry. Happy ever after by bisexualbluesargent
Fandoms: Homestuck
15 Jan 2026
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So, like, your thing is that you go into public spaces, like elevators, or airport gates, and film yourself telling people how much you love them.
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“No, I get it,” says Terezi amiably. “You want to get the band back together and then you want the band to play a song of forgiveness for you, with a bass line of love and a piccolo solo of tenderness and then the tiniest violin in the world will play a song of complete, utter pity for your-”
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BIG LOVE by bisexualbluesargent for JM_Eiche (gregariousProtagonist)
Fandoms: Hunter X Hunter
10 Oct 2024
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“We’ll have to get rid of the infestation, if we want to use it for our honeymoon,” says Illumi, without blinking.
Hisoka likes how he looks like a fish, dying in the desert, but without all the gasping and flailing. “Infestation?” he repeats politely.
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Because he’s staring at the pawn shop ring in the palm of his hand, and because he absolutely does have a memory of what happened last night, Ging asks, casually, “Any memory of what happened last night?”
Pariston looks at him from the wrinkled carcass of the bedsheets and says, sweetly, “Bits and pieces.”
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“I see.” His fingers brush Harry’s collarbone only slightly as he tucks the scarf into a tidy loop around his neck. “It’s okay.” And this next part makes Kim’s heart race. “…I’ll be there with you. How does that sound?”
“With me, like, metaphorically? Spiritually? Astrally?”
“No. Physically. I’ll go with you.“
“On the walk with Lilienne?”
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11 May 2026
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Kurapika shouldn’t answer his phone. It’s too late, for one thing, already half past two in the morning. “Nothing good happens after midnight” is an adage with which Kurapika is so familiar that they drink from the same water bottle and don’t mind sharing a hotel bed. For another, he’s accompanying Light Nostrade to a breakfast meeting tomorrow and should at least try to get some sleep. And third, it’s Leorio’s name that blinks up at him.
On the first ring, Kurapika tears himself away from the profile he’s putting together on a flesh collector confirmed to have one of the scarlet eyes. On the second, he watches his phone convulse on the desk in his hotel room and considers rejecting the call to put it out of its misery. The third ring reminds him of the way Leorio sounds right after waking, with a sandpaper voice and a laugh like a jackhammer, gravel stuck in the back of his throat until he drinks enough coffee. He answers on the fourth.
“Oh shit,” says Leorio. “I didn’t think you’d pick up.”
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26 Feb 2026
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After a break-up, Jake finds comfort in his trusty brain ghost. Kind of.
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21 Feb 2026
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"I never thought I'd see you again," you say at the same time she says, "Lucky seeing you here, huh?"
You're both lying, of course. Of all the stitch shops, in all the colonies, in all the universe, she just had to show up at yours. This is no simple case of any port in a storm. Vriska has always made her own luck.
And as for you, well. Bad caegars have a funny way of turning up, don't they? You haven't forgotten that.
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21 Feb 2026
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The third time you trip over Harry, you take him by the shoulders and physically steer him away from you. He’s wearing his mesh tank-top again. You can tell from the warm furry bare skin you touch. You push him over to the far wall - which is not very far at all - the two of you stepping in sync, almost dancing. “Stay,” you say. A hitch of breath, then silence. “Good boy,” you say, almost without thinking, and there is a sharp sudden breath before you. The drag of air across your skin.
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12 Feb 2026