Damnitjanet
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You’ve been here before. The new you, the one that smokes like a chimney but doesn’t drink or shoot up, has been here before; 2 or maybe 3 months prior, riddled with insomnia, performing the usual ritual of walking the streets until something made sense or pulled you in. You’d stood in the early morning haze and felt something unknown and external tug at the centre of you, like an unpleasant hook through the bellybutton.
Standing here now, deeper inside the carcass of this long abandoned warehouse, swarmed at the edges by RCM patrolmen, the pull comes again, unusual and unsettling. You don’t have enough words to speak it through with your partner yet, and you hadn’t wanted to think about it before either; for once the desire to explore had been unceremoniously extinguished.
You weren’t so lucky this time.
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In which Harry and Kim work a case and fall down a rabbit hole.
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when he walks in, i am loved, i am loved by wizardlover
Fandoms: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
25 Apr 2021
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YOU — You fidget with your fingers for a moment, and then look back at him. “Are you okay, Kim?”
PERCEPTION [Easy: Success] — He blinks twice, surprised. Then he looks away, turning his gaze to the violet and blue sky.
EMPATHY [Medium: Success] — He feels uncomfortable, sometimes, having such raw concern and sincerity pouring out from you with only him as recipient. You’re… intense, on a good day.
KIM KITSURAGI — “I’m alright,” he says. His fingers twitch, like he’s itching for a cigarette. “It’s been… a long week.”
ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Trivial: Failure] — Oh, it’s been long, and it’s been hard. Makes you itch for the neck of a bottle in your hand, neurotransmitters firing wild, fireworks behind your eyes.
(or; Kim has a rough week. Harry helps, in his own way.)
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22 Nov 2025
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Lieutenant double-yefreitor Harrier Du Bois is a dangerous man. He is a disease; he gets under your skin and spreads, awakens that old gnawing hunger in you.
You put a hand to your face, pinch your nose. “Violation of the peace - battery - littering-”
“Go on, then, arrest me, Kim,” he says, smirking. He’s loose and large and looks down at you. And you think about it. You really do. Turning him around, slamming him against the wall, face-first. He’s larger than you, but he’s drunker, and he gets clumsy when he’s drunk. You’ve practiced, years and years of it. You can have the cuffs on him before he even realizes what’s happening.
You think, ah, fuck it, and then you’re on him, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his waist, spinning him around, shoving him, and he loses his footing on the curb, stumbles, and you get him under an arm, pick him up, and push him face first into the wall, reaching for your cuffs. You’re breathing hard against his neck.Bookmarked by Damnitjanet
21 Nov 2025
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Colori come grigio e marrone / Tutti stampati uno sull’altro / Trovai un vuoto / Una macchia Bianca / Gli altri guardarono / “Che bella giornata! Che bel tempo!” / Ma sentii la rotativa.
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Kim performs impromptu surgery on Harry in the Whirling's cafeteria. Nobody handles it well.
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- Part 1 of Cleaning Out The Rooms
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21 Nov 2025
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Kim calls Harry when he’s drinking.
Most of the time, you call him sober, late at night after looking over your case notes out on your balcony, smoking a cigarette and staring down into the dark courtyard. “Kim,” he’ll say, voice deep in your ear. Often, the radio in the background of his apartment, always playing something different, as he rediscovers his tapes. Disco and rock and jazz and, once - which you ask him to turn down - Iilmaran throat-singing. Or, you will call him when you listen to WEATHER FM at night and find the weather will be bad the following day. You tell him, on these calls, that you will pick him up in the morning. Often, when you do, you find he has gone down to the corner kiosk and picked you up a newspaper, or gotten the two of you pastries, and he will be drenched, which defeats the purpose of picking him up. You tell him this, and he just winks at you.
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21 Nov 2025