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If you need something to hold on to, you can hold my hand by bleedthetone
Fandoms: Hunter X Hunter
25 Mar 2023
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Killua is alone, packing books into boxes in Leorio’s study when a letter flutters to the ground as gently as the snow falls outside. He picks it up, paying it no mind until he sees rounded letters spelling out his name. His curiosity is peaked so he contorts a single fingernail into a sharp point and cleanly tears open the top of the envelope.
'Dear Killua,' it starts and Killua’s stomach drops. He reads the first few lines before he has to take a break and sit down. Sure there’s been second hand hellos, Christmas and birthday notes, and stories exchanged of Gon over the years but nothing like this. Nothing so direct. Nothing so raw.
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The story of Gon and Killua in the ten years since the World Tree departure, as told through letters, voice messages, and phone calls.
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The Feeling of Being in Motion Again by bleedthetone
Fandoms: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball
18 Jan 2020
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Kagami was in PJ pants the first time Kuroko called him. He paused the Bulls game to answer. “Hello?”
Kuroko’s voice was even, but something was audibly off, Kagami picked up. “Hello Kagami-kun.” A beat of silence. “Do you have a moment to talk?”
Kagami made the mental note to switch to Japanese when speaking with Kuroko even though it had been years since he lived in Japan. “Sure, what’s up?”
“I’m not entirely sure how to phrase this,” Kuroko started. “How did you adjust your first time coming to America?”
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Years after Kagami and Kuroko part ways, Kuroko finds himself in a world he's unfamiliar with. As he goes through the bouts of culture shock, he finds himself following his once-lover across the country in hopes of stability and maybe something more.
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“Eight by eight, final offer.” He said looking lovingly at the breathless man.
Steven looked at Steve as if he’d gone mad, this wasn’t the place to be discussing this until he replied with a simple. “Deal,” his voice was breathless and his face was tinted red.
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Taking a deep breath, George slowly opens the door, already knowing he's going to regret it within five minutes. He had plans, and those plans definitely did not involve a drunk ex showing up on his doorstep after midnight.
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05 Jul 2026
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George was acutely aware of how ridiculous this might sound—him pining for his best friend who was likely practicing his wedding vows at this very moment while George literally had naked Max Verstappen with his hard erection unapologetically pressing against George's dress pants, the one that Alex had personally hand-picked for this special occasion.
or in which George Russell let Max Verstappen fucked the sadness out of him three hours before Alex Albon's wedding and some feelings were realized.
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18 Jun 2026
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Alpha.
Max nearly choked.
No! Absolutely not.
...or in which Max's Omega has some very, very different views of a fellow driver.
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16 Jun 2026
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Max toed the shiny sheet of gold heat shield and said apropos of nothing, “Back in the days they used to tell fortune from looking at the guts.”
That got something out of George. He blinked, head slightly tilted. “Pardon?”
“Divination. I forgot what culture—something old. I watched something about it on a flight. They would disembowel an animal and poke at the guts—the intestines, whatever else—and read…” He couldn’t think of the word in English and gave up with a shrug. “You know what I mean. The future.”
“Omens,” George said almost mechanically.
“Yes, omens.” Max nodded. “So what omens have you received?”
“That I’m well and truly fucked, aren’t I."
Montreal, after the race. Max finds George in the Mercedes garage at one in the morning, standing in the entrails of a car that should have won.
Max has never believed in divine will or luck.
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- Part 1 of pareidolia
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03 Jun 2026
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Max is a prodigy, a champion, she drinks beer and tells the journos to fuck off when she doesn’t like the questions they ask. She fits in with the rest of the guys like a fish in water.
George isn’t like that.
She’s had to fight her way through the ranks to get where she is now, had to bankrupt her dad and claw until her nails bled so someone would take a chance on her. She still doesn’t have a title, barely has the respect of the fans.
She doesn’t fit in with the girlfriends, too intense about racing, but she doesn’t fit in with the guys either, too feminine or too prissy or too try-hard. Max is aggressive enough to get away with it, whenever George tries to lean into the masculinity of the sport she just looks like a bitch.
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31 May 2026