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“Ya tebya lyublyu." I love you. Does it kill you, like it does me?
Ajax only thought about it behind closed doors and in dimly lit rooms. He only thought about his love for Kunikuzushi where no one else could see him. He only embraced Kunikuzushi when moonlight seeped into their dorm windows. He yearned for something else, something more. But he did not know when that day would come. Not here, not now.
He could taste the linger of sex and sweat on his tongue, the distinct bitter smell of yuzu that had plagued his body. For he was one of God's children, and he had committed a grave sin.
Love.
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The farmboy does not cry when he kills the lamb. Its thin and scrawny wool envelops the end of the firearm's barrel. Almost as if it is embracing it, a warm hug and dance, a tender kiss goodbye. The lamb did not fight the gun against its skull, not anymore at least. At the beginning it writhed and bleated and cried out. For what? A mother it did not have. It was a sick orphan child. Mother sheep will not house sick lambs. When the farmboy pressed the gun further into the lambs skull, his expression remained the same, tender yet vacant; a mask. The lamb did not cry out, it did not even attempt. The dirt piled up underneath its chin as it slid forward and closed its eyes. The lamb would die.
Sometimes, most of the time, when he Dennis Whitaker was in "The Pitt" he felt like he was killing a sick lamb.
And then there were days, most days, when he felt like he was the sick lamb.
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Ajax swore he could have fell in love.
The bright stadium lights shined down on the tuff field. The light rain from earlier in the game had left it's mark. The turf glinted and twinkle. There were eager parents and peers cheering on Ajax and his team. The band blasted through his ear and out the other.
He was oblivious to everything around him. Everything but the opposing teams manager. The slender boy had the most beautiful indigo hair, and twinning indigo eyes. He bore soft lips and proud eyes. His thing fingers wrapped around an orange water bottle. He turned to give it to a player.
The back of his shirt read "S C A R A" and under that was written "CO' 23"
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21 Jul 2026
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A high school Chiscara fanfic completely inspired by the gorgeous fanarts by @_sonagee on Twitter. All credit should go to them!
Scaramouche is used to assholes at this school. It's hard not to be when you're surrounded by them. That's until someone is different. Who knew a simple press of a button would lead to a complete change in perspective of the tall ginger hockey player who keeps staring at him?
Bookmarked by m1styychu
20 Jul 2026
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1/5 - Play on Sonagee's Chiscara fanarts, thank you Lord Sonagee! Great writing, very easy to read and has good flow. I am looking forward to more!!!
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The first thing Childe sees when he enters the room is a colossal mech. It rises tall enough that he needs to crane his neck just to see the top of it—an absolute behemoth of metal and divine energy that pulses through the room in waves. Even half destroyed, the size alone is enough to evoke fear.
The second thing he sees is Scaramouche.
The Balladeer hangs suspended high above the ground, a slight figure against the monstrous architecture of the vessel behind him. The cables that bind him shimmer like cosmic veins of light, leaving him dangling precariously as he claws at the empty air. The scream that tears through the chamber is nothing he's ever heard from Scaramouche. None of the usual venom he's come to associate with him. Just raw desperation.
And then, The Balladeer falls.
or;
Childe doesn't give up on his mission to find the Electro Gnosis.
Bookmarked by m1styychu
19 Jul 2026
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Beautifully written piece, Mirrors what I think CANON Chiscara would be like! 3/?—excited for more hehe
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childe is a popular jock who has unforgettable feelings for an emo loser, scaramouche.
rewriting this fic after a year of finishing it <3
ib; _sonagee on twt
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- Part 2 of losers - genshin modern au
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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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17 Jul 2026