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After her third defeat, a barely-conscious Lace reflects distantly on what she believes to be her impending death, and dreams of something strange.
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16 Oct 2025
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In order to recuperate from his sickness, Chuuya returns to his home in the countryside. That’s where he meets a tiny fox spirit that keeps on showering flowers upon him, as if to celebrate the presence of the most beautiful person in existence.
[chibi kitsune dazai x poet chuuya AU]
[based on neko teacher’s series of arts! 1; 2; 3 ♡♡♡]
[another art from neko!!! chuuya & dazai as smol kitsune & big kitsune ♡♡♡]Bookmarked by DedicatedLurker
15 Oct 2025
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“Your Christmas gift,” Chuuya announces, presenting… a white envelope. Not quite what she’d expected, but Dazai can work with it. Maybe it’ll be a giftcard for one of those fancy clothing shops that Chuuya uses to pamper her; perfect, really, but just a step below Dazai’s master plan. Yes, the holidays are about love and spending time together. Christmas is also a competition, and whoever thinks differently is weak. “Stop looking at it and open the damn thing, Dazai.”
“On it, your majesty.” Dazai uses her nails to pry the fold from the sticky adhesive. The outside of the envelope betrays nothing, not even when held up against the light. Curiosity buzzes under her skin. “Chuuya?”
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13 Oct 2025
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Madara’s jaw clenched. “So when Tobirama was sneaking around with that smug, side-branch poetry peddler—that was fine?!”
“They weren’t sneaking,” Hashirama said, looking faintly nostalgic. “He brought Takeshi to dinner many times. Mito liked him.”
Madara staggered back a step like he'd been physically struck. “Mito met him?!”
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In which Madara is not the first Uchiha in Tobirama's life.Bookmarked by DedicatedLurker
13 Oct 2025
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Tobirama could map the spread of a poison, trace the arc of a contagion. But this was something else. A pressure building beneath the surface of every mind in Konoha, eroding restraint, whispering that want was reason enough.
He’d already ruled out infection, chakra interference, genjutsu, mass hysteria. None of it accounted for the same hollow look in the eyes of some of the villagers or the sudden hunger that burned through the rest. Something deeper was threading through them all, and it had started here—seven days ago.
At the center of it sat the merchant’s gift he confiscated from Kagami.
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13 Oct 2025