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“I’m making dinner, you’re interrupting,” Tobio tries, after managing to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth. There’s only two ways that this can go – either Hinata’s going to get mad again, because not only is there actually no dinner, but also basically no kitchen. Or Hinata will burst into laughter and tease him mercilessly.
“You are?” Hinata says, with a raised eyebrow. “What, with a blowtorch?” he asks, eyeing the burnt streak of soot up the wall above the stove where Tobio had temporarily set the pork alight earlier.
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In which Kageyama would do anything, within reason, for Hinata's home-cooked breakfast every morning - but just this once, he wants to be the one sweeping Hinata off his feet with a meal so good that he'll cry. Unfortunately, he can't cook.
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- Part 6 of One Hundred and Seventy-Two Centimetres
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18 Aug 2026
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“I feel fucking explosive, Buck. Like I’m about to go off at any second. I don’t want you caught in my mess.”
His eyes sting. At the very least, Buck contains the sound of it in his voice. “Eddie, I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” he replies, “but I already am.”
Eddie self-implodes. Christopher, seeking refuge, flees to Buck—whose priorities amount to, in varying order: take in the kid, get Eddie to talk to him, and keep the three of them afloat in the process. (Oh, and Tommy’s there too. He thinks.)
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30 Jul 2026
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Miles decides to revise his plan. Waking up early, he believed he should work through his case. But he already stayed up late the previous night and while he takes his work seriously, it is not an immediate priority.
Right now, Miles shucks off his work clothes and slides under the sheets next to Phoenix.
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A morning for Miles and Phoenix.
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17 Jul 2026
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My hands are not clean (they can still carry you home) by Arcturus_Ish
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.
So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.
Or:The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?
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09 Jul 2026
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the way through the woods by hi_its_ellis
Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games)
24 Sep 2021
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Ryuunosuke couldn’t help but murmur, “I thought you were dead.”
“And I thought you would hate me.”
Desperately fond: “You’re my favourite fuck-up, Asougi Kazuma.”
“You should probably kiss me about it,” Kazuma whispered, which really was an offer that Ryuunosuke couldn’t refuse.
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08 Jun 2026