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Eternity Enshrined by apartment
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
28 Sep 2021
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Transported back in time, Megumi must rely on the only familiar face in Heian Japan. Ryoumen Sukuna, a curse to some and deity to others, decides to keep him.
The futility of Megumi’s plans distilled into desperation, which had him contemplating that name again: Ryoumen Sukuna, the only familiar one here.
But the people spoke of Sukuna in this era with utter terror. There was no air of triumph like in the modern day. Sukuna hadn’t been sealed yet, and the world knew him as the unbeatable, invincible King of Curses. He wasn’t the Sukuna that Megumi knew.
Canon-compliant through current manga arc and at least season 2 of the anime
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- Part 1 of Eternity Enshrined
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30 Jun 2026
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He jerked in the brutal hold, wide eyes locked on the dark balaclava.
“Simon… what the hell are you doing?” MacTavish’s voice cracked into a hoarse, pathetic whisper. Instinctively, he pressed his palms against the hard plate of the other man’s vest, trying to push him away, but his hands only trembled weakly. “You’re joking, right? This is some kind of joke?..”
Ghost didn’t smirk. Didn’t pull away even an inch. His eyes beneath the mask remained terrifyingly serious — black, unblinking voids devoid of even a trace of amusement.
Sensing the panic radiating off the sergeant, the lieutenant moved to calm him down.
Only, he did it in his own twisted, brutal way.Bookmarked by Danjo
29 Jun 2026
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After surviving a gunshot to the head during the events of MW3, John “Soap” MacTavish is discharged from the military with severe cognitive damage, fractured impulse control, and a growing fear of his own mind. Simon “Ghost” Riley takes responsibility for him, retreating with Johnny to an isolated house in Scotland to manage what can no longer be fixed.
When Simon asks you, a CIA operative -someone Johnny trusts, a friend, someone who calms the noise- to visit, it stabilizes him.
It also changes everything.
Johnny’s fixation on you deepens into something dangerous, intimate, and self aware. When he refuses to let you leave, Simon makes a choice that can’t be undone.
This is not a clean story about recovery. It is a psychological thriller about obsession, agency, and the terrible things that can grow when love survives damage.
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Female Reader x Victor Gideon darkfic
Returning home from a performance of Swan Lake a young woman is stalked and taken hostage by Victor Gideon, who begins to reveal his dark interest in her past. What secrets does she keep?
*UPDATE SOON!*
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734 days. You'd been a prisoner, locked and hidden away in this solitary cell for over two years. Others there had committed petty crimes or made themselves an enemy of the Ultranationalists, and before them— the Soviet Union.
A majority of prisoners hadn't done anything wrong at all, though they were too poor, too educated, or simply too much of a threat to the regime. Anyone could have been in the cell next to yours for any reason. But you? You knew why you were expected to rot away there.
It was either die of disease or malnutrition in your cell, long forgotten by anyone who'd known your name, or be found by either side of the conflict and be killed. Death had called to you for a while; you didn't fear it. And you didn't fear the three, foreign operators when they broke through the door to your prison cell— or when the one with the skull mask held an assault rifle to your head.
❝And who the fuck is this?❞
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Nourishment, Beyond the Physical by CaffeinatedMunchkin
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age (Video Games)
14 Dec 2024
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He didn't indulge in sweets often, not in a long while. And never like this.
It was like just his mother's, and it wasn't.
So different from how he remembered, yet it warmed him from the inside out, just as it did when he was a boy.
It tasted like Ariadne. Her bite. How she burned down his throat and boiled in his stomach. An addictive delight, tinged with the inescapable aftertaste of regret that plagued a treat. Something that tasted too good to resist, though he knew better.
Her heavy-hand, and decadence.
Her affection for him, overwhelming as it was unapologetic.
He didn't need his mother's torte. He needed hers. And now that he got a taste, he was ravenous.
It awakened something so deep-seeded within him he didn't recognize it at first. He didn't know how to appease it. Dredged from his depths, it ordered his acknowledgment with the same loud insistence that begged her consolation.
All he could do was reach for her.
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The one where Emmrich never processed his grief from Rook's stint in the Fade prison, and it comes back to confront him when he least expects.Bookmarked by Danjo
01 Oct 2025
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An Iron Hand in a Velvet Glove by CaffeinatedMunchkin
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age (Video Games)
27 Nov 2024
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"Their corpse proved quite stubborn."
He presented her an opportunity, and she grasped at it in desperation.
"I'm surprised, you're so very good at taming stubborn."
Her playful attempt at schmoozing won a stiff snort, and nothing more.
"Oh..." Breathed with a coy lilt, she feigned innocence that could have been believable, if she were anyone else. "Are you still cross with me?"
Stealing another gulp, he sneered against it's bite. The strength of which smoked his voice to a heady resonant.
"Back during your apprenticeship, when you disobeyed one of your superiors, or spoke back at them out of turn; in what manner did they see fit to punish you?"
A preemptive attack from which she was slow to recover.
"I... got a good tongue lashing." Her words were tight from a throat that fought against their release. "A common occurrence, I might add."
"Just as I suspected." After a breath, he then angled a brow down into his drink. "The correction of your behavior falls into my lap after all."- Language:
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01 Oct 2025
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nothing was ever meant to be yours, so why does this strange man insist he is?
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09 Jul 2025
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fig. 4. blood in eyes (wipe it off for me) by emphemeron
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
19 Jun 2025
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There’s someone in the building that messes with his head in a way that it shouldn’t be messed with.
or: the forced mating omegaverse au
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- Part 4 of collar your desire (take me as I am)
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22 Jun 2025
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La Petite Mort by CaffeinatedMunchkin
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age (Video Games)
15 Nov 2024
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The hour was late, and the thought of disturbing her nagged with apprehension. Surely she didn't require his company, nor his consolation, when she had such a treasured, sororal bond with Neve. Yet he found himself taking the long walk down the corridor to her quarters nonetheless.
'Perhaps reminiscing of home will offer a welcome distraction, if only for a short while.' He assured himself. 'A comfort that I am uniquely disposed to provide.'
All thoughts of Nevarran eccentricities and their hopeful nostalgia halted as he arrived at her door. It greeted him with an alarming sound.
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In which Professor Emmrich Volkarin finds his fellow Mourn Watcher in a compromising situation.Bookmarked by Danjo
17 Jan 2025
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Svera knows her life isn't worth more than an entire race's freedom. But she also knows she can't let Raphael have the Crown of Karsus. Her solution? Offer up her soul for the Orphic Hammer, in place of the crown. It turns out the devil who's been obsessively tracking her is all too eager to accept her revised deal and when the curtain falls on the Absolute, Svera finds herself whisked away to the House of Hope as Raphael's shiny new plaything.
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You're a witch who lives in a cottage in the forest who sometimes eats wayward travellers. Too bad your powers don't work on the strange man who wandered into your woods.
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05 Apr 2024
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⋆⁺₊⋆ 𓃹 ⋆⁺₊⋆
A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
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The love of Astarion's life has disappeared to go live in the daylight with the druids, and Astarion is stuck in the darkness once more, yearning for sunlight with every fibre of his being, while bitterly reflecting on all the things that were denied to him in the end - love, sunlight, the option to kill thousands of people and become a near-god...
Raphael knows Astarion's desperate, and comes to him with not one, but two horrid contract offers that Astarion loathes and dreads in equal measure - but the prize at the end of both are too good to turn down, and he's become too cynical to care about how much of a good idea it is to give his body to a devil for a month or two, because really, comparatively, how bad could it be?
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A patient with an eating disorder is kidnapped by Hannibal Lecter in order to play psychological games with her and Will Graham. Slowly she is absorbed into their world...
Cis Woman Reader/Hannibal/Will Graham
Update: 3 weeks
I post occasional previews on my tumblr theredofoctober
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You and Ghost have an incredibly complicated relationship, one that seemed to be reaching it's end. As the newer member of 141, you do your best as it's support sniper to keep everyone safe. But you're past is here to haunt and hunt you, and after a mission gone wrong, you make a strong bond with Konig. Stronger than either of you realize. He earns a trust that no one has ever recieved from you, and even though you still care for Ghost, you know you can't let Konig go.
Of course now that you're ready to listen to Ghost and end things, he's suddenly singing a different tune. Had it been a week earlier, he might have won you back. He's certain he can win you back, but Konig is most definitely not going anywhere. Not when he's found his true obsession.
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Blue eyes closed suddenly against Hannibal’s searching gaze, sucking in a breath, body going rigid. “You can’t say things like that to me, Hannibal. You cannot glorify the dark impulses inside of me and call them… beautiful.” Will stared up at the ceiling, head thrown back as if struggling to breathe, fragile and bending against the sound of his voice. “You can’t. You just can’t say them.”
“Only the celestial moon and I have truly seen you bathed in blood, savoring the darkness, embracing your becoming, and I can assure you it was truly breathtaking.”
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- Part 1 of Transcendent Suffering
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09 Jul 2023
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Public Bookmark 536
Mystery Work
Part of Works Currently Being Remastered
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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Simon's nipping teeth descended to your neck, possessively claiming every inch of skin he could reach. Your head lolled back in ecstasy — but not into empty air as you expected.
Something, or rather, someone was behind you. You craned your neck over your shoulder, but didn’t see a face, just a chest. You tilted your head back — further than you expected you needed to — to discover a man behind you, taller than any you had ever seen up close. The black fabric hanging over his face shifted as he cocked his head to examine you like a bird who had discovered a shiny, interesting scrap of metal in the dirt. A pair of blue eyes glinted in the low light, nearly hidden among the folds of cloth.
Maybe you were in over your head.
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- Part 1 of The Steel Thread
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02 Jul 2023
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It started out innocently enough.
Just a bit of one-sided and harmless flirting with Captain Price. The easy and good-natured familiarity was fostered by forced proximity and frequent late-night briefings over crappy coffee in styrofoam cups. He was older and more experienced with — pretty much everything from what you could tell. Price handled personnel and missions with ease, his confidence and air of easy authority magnetic, drawing you to him. You enjoyed his company, and, from the way he tolerated your antics most of the time, you were fairly sure he enjoyed yours, too.
Admittedly, you might have gotten a bit too familiar with him lately, but you couldn’t resist pushing his buttons just a little.
It was all fun and games — until Ghost began to notice, too.