I Keep On Hopin' (We'll Eat Cake By The Ocean)
I Keep On Hopin' (We'll Eat Cake By The Ocean)
author:
Dandy
summary:
Azul isn't in class, and he isn't answering his texts.
The twins point him to the back of the dorm, to a door labeled "Ocean Access."
Jamil thinks he may be walking to his doom.
(What he finds is so much better.)
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summary:
Riddle has a crush on Ruggie.
He asks him out.
Leona has to deal with this shit.
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Cute fluff of Riddle shooting his shot I love it here.
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summary:
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summary:
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author:
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summary:
Chuuya’s breath catches, both hands jerking to a stop. In the middle of his screen, the current thumbnail shows a man wearing a pure white dress, tight pleats decorating it. A triangular hole starts thin at the chest and ends wide at his midriff, two large bows at both ends. The material looks thick, but with nothing covering anything above mid-chest and below mid-thigh, it’s both revealing and not revealing enough.
Somehow, it’s not the dress that has Chuuya’s breath picking up. It’s how very lanky the man looks. How almost familiar he is. Chuuya can’t see any higher than the man’s chin, the camera placed so low, but he has a decently sharp jawline, soft at the same time. There’s the very ends of his hair, dark brown, hanging in waves just a bit higher than chin-length. He’s bony but the cut of his shoulders and long legs still manage elegant, especially with the sheer, pastel pink stockings.
Where Dazai is a camboy and Chuuya finds out in the worst (best) way.
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author: MissyFlamingo
summary:
Leona has a reputation for being aloof, lazy, and bad-mouthed, but it's usually chalked up by everyone to be because of his privileged upbringing. However, when he's awoken from a particularly deep sleep in history class, he tries to starts to fight with his professor, which lands him in detention with risk of suspension. Azul feels like this unusual behaviour goes deeper than simply laziness and tries to find out what's actually happening to Leona.
The answer? A secret that Leona's been keeping from everyone but Ruggie.
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author: disownedbytime
summary:
First year Vil and second year Leona are dating. Vil wants to have sex with Leona, but Leona wants to wait. They find a way to enjoy themselves anyway.
Title is a line of the song 'Strawberry Wine' by Deana Carter.
Interest Check
author: featherx
summary:
“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.
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