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The stress of being on his last dive and having to keep it all hidden is slowly beginning to chip away at Lu Guang. Cheng Xiaoshi is trying his best to help. Qiao Ling hopes she's wrong about the memory she saw from Li Tianxi.
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- Part 41 of Redbug's stories
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Lu Guang had never gotten further in both a dive and away from his already slipping sanity. His mind felt as if it was tearing itself apart and there wasn’t a thing left to do but wait. 4 months.
4. That was the time he had to ‘fix’ everything. Of course Lu Guang knew it was imperative that he survive at least until September 13th, long enough to see the still beating heart of Cheng Xiaoshi at 5:01 PM…
However, a case accepted by him alone would drive an unclimbable wall between that goal and his own survival. Had he known it’d be a catalyst for not only his, but those who he loved, fall into hysteria, there’d be no such thing as an option…
But it did…and “taken’ it was.—takes place in the current timeline.
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Cheng Xiaoshi doesn't like knives.
Sure, they needed to use them for food, to open packages and all that. But ever since Lu Guang was bleeding out on their sofa. He just was on edge around them. At least, on edge about Lu Guang being anywhere near one. This is an issue that gets ignored till it can't be anymore.
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- Part 2 of Thanatophobia
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June of Doom 2025, featuring everyone's favorite photo studio trio! If you enjoy angst, whump, and found family shenanigans with a few wild twists thrown in, then you might be in the right place!
Day Thirty: "This is it"
M: A camera setting in which the user has to adjust the focus manually
Canon: 1. A timeline or set order of events within a given universe, 2. A musical composition where a melody is layered or repeated in successive iterations
Canon in M: One man's desperate attempt to alter his own timeline by reliving and repeating it
(Finale, pt 5 of 5)
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“When did you break your foot?”
Lu Guang stopped, eyes roving over the wall. “...It’s probably not broken.”
Cheng Xiaoshi stared up at him, waiting for him to continue. It didn’t seem like he would. “When did you hurt it?” He asked again, brushing his thumbs against Lu Guang’s waist.
He pursed his lips. “It’s been a while,” he said quietly, grabbing Cheng Xiaoshi’s wrist and pulling his hands away.