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“You don’t look like the type to be scared of a needle,” Euijoo muses.
Nicholas swallows. Nods. He hops onto the chair, scooting back so he’s not slouching. “It’s not the needle, necessarily. It's the… puncturing?” He squeezes one eye shut after the word leaves his mouth. His charm output is clearly lacking tonight.
Euijoo hums, dropping into a stool. He rolls over to get his tools set up, looking up through his lashes at Nicholas. “The penetration,” he says seriously.
(OR: Euijoo is Nicholas's dream man. Euijoo pierces Nicholas's bellybutton. The rest follows.)
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06 Jul 2026
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“I think the kids might be a little… you know… scared of him.”
Fuma raised an eyebrow. “Which ones?”
Euijoo froze. “...I’m sorry?”
“Which kids do you think are scared of Nicholas? Did any of them mention something to you?”
“It’s not that they mentioned anything per se.”
“Are any of them acting differently around him?”
“Well… no.”
Fuma blinked a few times, waiting for Euijoo to elaborate or offer up some sort of actual explanation then. He didn’t – just stood there with his arms crossed too tightly across his chest to be casual, one of his hike-worn sneakers thumping an offbeat rhythm against the wooden floor.
Fuma’s eyebrows pulled together slowly. “Then I don’t follow.”
“Fine, it’s me, okay? He scares me.”
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Wherein Euijoo is a camp counselor tasked with training one of the new hires – a guy with sleepy eyes and a perpetual i’ll-kill-you stare.
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02 Jul 2026
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He had first met Nikolaos in a bar in Serres, a city buried in the middle of nowhere in Central Macedonia, and had been utterly captivated — not so much by the music that he was playing there, but by his bouzouki itself.
Nostos, Nikolaos had called it. Coming home.
Eurydíkē had always dreamed of owning a guitar. If he ever had a chance to get one, he’d already decided he would name it oikos — home.
So that, no matter where they were in the world, Nikolaos would always know he had a place to return to.
— or Nikolaos' journey through his punishment
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01 Jul 2026
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Before he could do it, Euijoo speaks up. “Have we met before?”
He retracts his hand that’s reaching to grab the white napkin by the plate to look at Euijoo. Nicholas is sure Euijoo has a face he won’t ever be able to forget if he’s seen it in passing or somewhere else. Beautiful smile, upturned lips, tanned skin that makes him look like he’ll probably make Nicholas sweat under the blanket if they’re pressed up against each other because he just seems to exude warmth.
“No.” Nicholas says, he’s never been more certain about anything in his life. “I don’t think so.”
“You look—” Euijoo trails off, “very familiar.”
“If this is a pickup line about how I’m the man of your dreams, I’m going to walk out of this restaurant right now, Euijoo.”
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in which euijoo and nicholas fall in love. for what feels like the thousandth time.
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30 Jun 2026
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The gods tie a thread around your smallest finger before you are born. That thread is red, the color of blood, of passion, of the cord that binds a child to its mother. Its other end is tied to your soulmate—somewhere in the world, someone whose thread is knotted to yours. You cannot see it. You cannot feel it. Only when your soulmate speaks your true name for the first time, the string vibrates like a plucked harp string, and the sound it makes is the sound of your own heartbeat, heard from outside your body for the first time.
But in the eyes of the Church, a string tied by pagan gods is no string at all. It is a temptation. A pretty lie whispered by the devil to lead good vulnerable boys into the dark.
In the dark, it holds the only place two boys can love.
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21 Jun 2026