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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    But instead, The Chosen Hero had found himself landing on something much softer, far sooner than he expected.

    "Whoops." The Rancher caught Sky by the sides, and Sky nearly flinched out his own damp and flushed skin.

    Sky froze, forcing himself to not melt and lean into the contact. The sort of contact his sore and fever-ridden body begged for. His legs panged in pain as he shifted lightly, trying to move. A heavy reminder of himself pushing far past than what he should have.

    "Careful." Twilight guided Sky back a little, only letting go of The Chosen Hero when he was sure Sky would stay upright, wouldn't topple over himself again. "Can you hear me?"

    Sky nodded, though he didn't fight against the confused little pout that tugged at his lips as Twilight situated him and leaned back. That addicting warmth from the embrace now a distant memory. "What happened?"

    "You fell on me- Passed out actually." Twilight added, correcting himself with an upset scowl. Not at Sky, but more so at himself.

    "Oh. Sorry." Sky felt like he needed to say. Twilight gave a pitying, little smile when Sky thought he'd frown, or maybe even scowl at Sky rather than at his own festering guilt of mistakes.

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    08 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 20

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    Dazai's eyelids sank a fraction. The medication made everything heavy. He gave in and let his eyes close.

    The beeping didn’t stop when he did. It kept counting on the seconds he graced the Earth with his presence.

    He was halfway to sleep when something shifted.

    Dazai’s eyes fluttered open, worried he wouldn’t see the brown cape anymore.

    But the chair in front of him was still occupied.

    And so was the one in the corner.

    or:
    Dazai survives the Meursault. Recovery proves harder than the fall, especially when ghosts won’t stay dead and Ranpo refuses to let him follow them.

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    01 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 29

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    Sunday is trying to adapt to life on the Astral Express, but he doesn't have an easy time of it.

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    10 May 2026

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    It's been two years since the whole... Liyue fiasco , and Childe is totally over it. He's had his vacation in Inazuma, and now he's headed off to Fontaine to cool off (and also follow the auditory hallucinations) (a.k.a the Call of the Abyss) to go and do the will of the creepy abyss heart inside him. Go Childe!

    He is totally over that handsome Zhongli-xiansheng— Morax— what do you mean? And he's not even gay!

     

    Or: What the Fuck Was Childe Doing In Fontaine?– the fic.
    no specific tartali/zhongchi dynamic

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    07 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 38

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    "And Gojo took off, one more jump in the endless series of his life. For a second, it crossed his mind to keep sailing through the tunnel, to lose himself between the atoms, to become one with the entities that knew him better than anyone, that were his and his alone, his and the Six Eyes’, and to finally, perhaps, attain something close to understanding, intimacy. It was a second. Gojo had too much work to entertain his delusions for long."

    Gojo Satoru's day is too long for anyone else to bear, and too short for the work only he can do. But he can only endure so much before he crashes, and he's not sure if it's better or worse that he does so in a room full of his fellow sorcerers. And his boss.

    inspired by a tweet from @enkanokraii: "i want him to panic when he realises rct isn’t working, i want him to be in a crowded room with every person that calls him lazy, i want his knees to buckle and his head to crack on the edge of a table"

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    04 May 2026