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Some kind of Heaven by Lacertae
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
15 May 2023
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Kim Dokja’s time is moving again.
Seconds and minutes and hours and days.
Gone is the subway –the expanse of eternity that had surrounded him like a silent blanket for long, lonely millennia.
Gone is the Fourth Wall, leaving him to deal with his own emotions like everyone else, without unfair advantages.
Gone are most of his powers, except the flickers that remain when he sleeps too deep, when his consciousness slips a little too far, and he feels the weight of the universe push him down. This one thing, he keeps to himself.
Kim Dokja, once Demon King of Salvation, once Watcher of Light and Darkness, once Oldest Dream, is now simply Kim Dokja, 31 years old, unemployed. No more, no less.
The apocalypse has ended. The scenarios are gone.
What is left is him picking up the pieces of his life to try and make them fit back.Kim Dokja wakes up, heals, grieves, and loves.
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Twist of Fate by Phantoms_Echo for cuethesun
Fandoms: 名探偵コナン | Detective Conan | Case Closed, Magic Kaito
10 Apr 2020
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“Oi, KID. I found you.”
Kaito stiffened at the call of his moniker.
“Now, either I can go tell Nakamori-keibu that one of his officers has been replaced with a wolf in sheep’s skin—or, you can hand it over.”
Kaito grimaced at the kid’s ultimatum.
What use did the little detective have for make-up anyway? He was six, for crying out loud! How did KID end up as his black-market make-up dealer?
OR:
In which Tantei-kun explains why duplicate names and Nominative Determinism play a large role in Soulmates mis-matching and Kaito decides he might fancy a date with his detective, once the other has gotten over his height disadvantage.
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Keep your eyes on me (No,Not Like That) by Corrupted_Halo
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
05 Mar 2026
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Kim Dokja just wanted to sing ONE sad song in peace.
Now he’s somehow on national television, surrounded by glitter, dyed hair and people who take eyeliner very seriously.
He’s not panicking.
(He’s definitely panicking.)Alternatively: Kim Dokja on an idol survival show. That’s it. That’s the disaster.
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“What do you do with the flowers?”
Al-Haitham paused. “What do you mean?”
“Like, what do you do with the flowers you cough up? Do you keep them or…?”
He furrowed his eyebrows. “What—why would I keep them? I obviously throw them away. Why are you asking?”
“I was just wondering—I mean if you’re not using them—like, if I could possibly…have them?”
Al-Haitham stared at him incredulously. “You want my unrequited love flowers?”
“Yes?” Kaveh flushed red. “Since…since you’re not using them.”
Since you’re not using them—
“What the hell would I be using them for? What the hell are you using them for?”
Al-Haitham has Hanahaki disease and coughs up mourning flowers. Kaveh asks if he can use them for his ascension materials.
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A series of interconnected one-shots detailing the life of deaf!Alhaitham. May be read in any order and can be read as standalone fics.
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