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It’s up to her nose now. Her eyes are half closed, squinted little moons, trying to keep them on you. It feels like she’s looking right past you, your form, past the path that leads back to your town, past the trees that obscure the surroundings. It feels like she’s looking into something that doesn’t exist. Something that she should not know exists.
Proceed.
It’s never really been you, though, has it?
or,
As the water fills your lungs, there is no other way but forward.
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Sometimes, James wonders what death might feel like.
It’s not often, or even purposeful. It’s the sort of thing that creeps up on him every once in a while, like the itching sensation in your throat when you’re about to catch a cold, or the ache of an old scar that tells you the season is changing. He goes through the motions of the life he’s carved out for himself, clawed his way to the top with his bare hands until he bled from the tips of his fingers, and the sweet fantasy of it all ending sings to him within his mind, stuck in his head on loop like his pop songs on the radio.
Sometimes, James thinks about him.
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James has a bad day. He takes some time to destress and reminiscence.
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punch a hole in your coffin and let you breathe by starsteps
Fandoms: 외모지상주의 | Lookism (Webcomic)
26 Jan 2026
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it drags its sharp, biting nails along the skin of your belly, snaring you in its claws, cutting into baby soft flesh and leaving behind beads of blood in its wake as it tears the fragile lining of your stomach in a straight line, allowing your guts to spill out onto the bottomless floor. you know you are screaming, but you make no sound at all. it tells you it loves you.
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jake dreams.
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johan is curled up next to you on your bed, held close to your chest, soft, expensive sheets draped over his too skinny body. he is, you think, exactly where he is meant to be: by your side, within your reach, vulnerable and soft enough in this moment to allow you to care.
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a moment between zack and johan, in the midst of everything.
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a river worth wading by starsteps
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
17 Oct 2025
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It’s gone too far, and he only realizes this when it’s a dark and rainy night, and he’s with Tengen—he doesn’t even know when he started calling him by his first name—in his estate like he always is these days. He’s standing in the kitchen and chiding him for the wet footprints he left on the pristine floor he’d finished cleaning a mere moment ago, and trying to furiously scrub a dirt stain out of his haori.
His hand is fisted in the fabric, still very much draped over the older man’s body, trying in vain to get it out with a wet towel alone, glaring a hole into the silk as if it’ll help. Tengen is rolling his eyes and pretending like he can’t hear him, one of the girls nodding along to every lecturing word Giyuu says with a matching scowl on her face, and that’s when it hits: somehow, somewhere along the way, he’s fit himself into their family.
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How Giyuu accidentally becomes Tengen's fourth wife.
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Erling Haaland is not nervous about Brazil.
No, what's much more nerve-wracking is seeing Jude Bellingham standing in front of him, shy and uncertain, and so unfairly gorgeous.
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06 Jul 2026
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Erling Harland is nervous about the match following; nervous about what it means if England beats Mexico—and he knows they will—and what it means for him. For them. ‘Cause if England beats Mexico and Norway keeps their title as Only Country In The World To Not Lose Against Brazil, that means Erling has to meet Jude on the pitch.
Something he’s done countless times since they both left Dortmund, but not since…
Not since he’d dragged Jude into his car, high off City’s win against Real and the feeling of seeing him again after so long. Not since he’d folded the two of them into the back seat of his Range Rover, so cramped his back ached and his knees smarted. Not since he’d kissed Jude against the leather upholstery.
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holy moly man. someone said bellingham’s omega pheromones are gonna distract haaland on the field LMFAO
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and none of my friends know (surely none of my colleagues) by wheelsonthebus
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
29 Jun 2026
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They want to tell her they don’t give a damn about her eating chalk. They want to tell her they sniff scented markers stolen from their mom’s classroom. They want to tell her they literally share chewed-up pencils every day. They want to tell her just how pretty she looks when she’s furious.
They don’t say anything.
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Or, Kris watches their love life fall apart before it ever really started.
Bookmarked by starsteps
29 Jun 2026
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Every shriek of delight was Kris and Noelle’s thing. A knight and a princess a long time ago, when they’d play dress-up and Kris would carry Noelle around while she was still small and light enough. Pretending to drop her so she’d scream, but holding on tight because she was soft and sweet and they wanted to protect her. A bond formed through being different, weird, not belonging in their own bodies.
Secrets, because they had no one else.
Every unspoken tender moment should’ve been Kris and Susie’s thing. Was Kris and Susie’s thing, from the very first time they met, that little blossoming feeling from every brush of the hand and taking hits for each other and fighting back tears when things were too difficult to say in words. Each other’s first real somethings, quite literally forged in prophecy.
Unspoken, because they got each other.
The way they looked at each other, how they used to look at Kris when they thought Kris wasn’t looking.
That was Kris’s. Should be Kris’s.
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misery inducing (positive)
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Jungkook is completely and utterly screwed the moment he develops a crush on the voice behind the McDonald’s Drive Thru speaker.
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08 Jun 2026
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“My hair,” the voice explains, sounding reluctant to even be doing so. “It’s gray.”
Gray. The owner of the voice’s hair is gray. What is he supposed to do with that information? “Have I just been flirting with a sixty-year-old man for the past two months? Oh my god, and I even called you babe.”
“Yes,” the voice says in a tone that suggests completely otherwise. “You got me. The jig is up. Congrats, your prize is a free McFlurry.”
“Well hey, a McFlurry’s a McFlurry. I guess I’ll take it, ahjussi.”
The voice makes a choked noise and sputters out, “Ahjussi?” and Jungkook laughs all the way to the next window.
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this was such a throwback omfg for a minute it was like i was back in 2017…so fire…
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"You don't want me to see you as your rival," Isagi says, "and you don't want to see me as yours. Because then we would be equal."
"We are not fucking equal," Rin growls.
rin-centric implied rinsagi
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24 May 2026
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He wants to, though. He wants to say, one day, you’ll be saying it the other way around. You’ll be calling Sae Itoshi Rin’s brother, and my name will be the one that everyone knows, and people will know that I am the one person who survives this barbaric Blue Lock program to become the best striker the world has ever known
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Desire in the shape of two beasts, two brothers, one named love and one named hatred. Rin knows that desire twists into one monster that eats everything in his path. And when it does, Isagi will be standing right before him, standing as someone Rin cares enough about to fight, cares enough to consume, cares enough to devour whole with the want of an animal roaring alive.
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holy shit this is amazing
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Anri does not know much about soccer–leave that to Ego and his speeches packed with more metaphors than prepositions–but these things she recognizes: the look of a starved animal carved into their eyes, the desperation etched into the sound of their voices, the way they gather anything and everything and lay it down as kindling before the dying embers of a half-forgotten dream.
These things, Anri thinks, she might know better than anyone.
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23 May 2026
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In their minds, he is an eccentric with bizarre ideas and she is a hag in the mountain who talks to animals. They are different brands of delusional.
They take his gamble. They give Blue Lock one impossible chance against Japan’s U-20.
It is more than Anri could have ever bargained for with her sweaters.
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i’m gonna die. i’m gonna DIEEE anri oh my god anri everyone who has ever hurt her should die. this is. too relatable