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“Seems like it’s two different abilities. While Akutagawa is under the Mafia’s care and in a coma… Nakahara seems to have simply vanished. He’s nowhere to be found.” Dazai cracks the pen he was holding.
Chuuya Nakahara just turned twenty-four.
Except when he wakes up, he's seventeen.
Or: Yokohama is under attack and Dazai Osamu will become the Demon Prodigy again if it's what it takes to bring Chuuya back.
author: aeispace
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Leona collects himself and moves on, like always. He tells himself he isn’t running from his feelings, that he’s just being composed. Like always.
Or, where Leona struggles to balance his tendency to run away from his problems with his growing feelings for Idia.
Emf my love... of parkour
author: featherx
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“I read your work in the school paper!”
“O-Oh?” Poe fixes his posture a little, and resists the urge to straighten his ribbon. He knew he should’ve tied it a little tighter than he usually does this morning. “Er… W-What did you think?” If there’s anything he takes pride in, it’s his writing; most people are turned off easily by the horror themes he likes to use so much, but on the occasion someone does appreciate them, it gives him a feeling not unlike butterflies in his stomach. If Ranpo, of all people, is the latter…
“I figured out who the murderer was in two paragraphs,” Ranpo says, holding up two fingers, like he really needs to drive the nail in deeper.
—Or, Poe writes a whole musical in an effort to impress Ranpo.
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Chuuya, walking around in that tight clothing, begging to be noticed. Chuuya, gushing with slick after a fight, Dazai’s mouth watering at just the smell, wanting to impale the tiny thing on his cock so far he feels it in his throat.
Chuuya, getting stabbed in the leg during a mission and Dazai having to strip and patch him up, shamelessly drinking in the sight of the little Omega cock, trying to burn the image into his retinas. Dazai, many nights after, jerking off to the thought of it filled out, flushed, hard and Chuuya begging his Alpha for release.
It’s been years. Dazai will no longer let himself be denied of what’s his.
author: indevan
summary: He doesn’t know why he rises to Floyd’s challenges, why the mere presence of him gets under his skin. No, not rises. Stoops. He falls to Floyd’s level of not caring about how his actions have consequences and now here he is. Saturday detention
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summary: More than a year before the petrification incident, Gen gets a text from a stranger.
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Gen shut off the TV with a huff, angrily throwing the remote onto the floor before burying his head into the couch cushion and letting himself go.
Oh yes indeed, everyone was having the time of their lives, back in a newly minted world with technology and high rises and working water pumps. Everyone except for one. Because of those 367 days since they saved humanity. Gen had been alone for 322 of them.
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6 years after defecting from the Port Mafia with his partner, Dazai has many things on his mind: what to do about the freaky mind control kid who is now his orphan to take care of; how to defeat the Guild before they destroy Yokohama entirely, without any intel or plans yet; and… the prospect of marriage. With his boyfriend. Yeah, there’s a lot to figure out.
sequel to hey look, the sky’s falling apart
author: brumalbreeze
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“Riddle,” he said, his voice as even and calming as he could make it, “I’ll let go of you if you really don’t want to do it, but,” he squeezed Riddle’s wrist gently, “don’t you at least want to try it out? I’m sure it’ll feel good.” He looked back to Cater, who now had his chin resting in both his hands, looking almost like a perfect angel if not for the deviousness of his smile. “Especially if it’s Cater doing it.”
Riddle didn’t move for a long time and only stared at the floor. Then, so softly Trey and Cater probably wouldn’t have heard it if they weren’t paying so close attention to him, he murmured, “Can we… lock the door?”
(Absolutely No Plot Whatsoever, I can promise you that much. Take a gander at the kinks in the tags, and if you see anything you like, well, come on in. Lol)
author: lil_fubsy
summary:
“Crap, I got distracted again!” He scolded himself as he quickly put his books in his bag. “I’ll ask Jack for some notes during flight class, and maybe we can study together for the test sometime next…” He trailed off as he went to push in his seat. His face paled in horror.
There were red smears all over the seat. ------------------------------------ Epel bleeds through his clothes and hopes that no one finds out. He wasn't expecting a certain redhead to be his savior though.