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You think you’re doing the right thing, breaking up with Caleb. He sees things differently.
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20 Feb 2026
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love & drabble-space by cardinalrachelieu
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
17 Apr 2026
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a place to house all of my shorter works, most of which are prompt fills from twitter
chapter titles include info about pairings, tropes/genres, and ratings!
TIP: if you click the "entire work" button, all drabbles will be visible at once <3
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18 Feb 2026
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A lifetime ago, at the cusp of his high school senior year, his teacher asked the class their dreams and aspirations when they reach adulthood. Caleb’s initial answer had been a careless scribble of his first impulsive thought, and he was summoned to the office for it. Is this truly what you want, inquired his teacher, and Caleb said, Yes, I’ll take any lucrative job I’m good at.
He didn’t mention the rationale of that answer, how years before, he had already cemented his plan of providing you a place you and he could call home, and how his future earnings would be solely for you. At the time, that was how Caleb defined the idea of protection – a sanctuary that you and he shared. It’s almost idyllic, how simple his wish had been in the past.
A treatise on hunger, intimacy, and protection.
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30 Jan 2026
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grief is a circular staircase; i have lost you by accioriddles
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
26 Jun 2025
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You are twenty-two when a twenty-four year old Caleb dies in a burst of flames, leaving you to navigate life without the gravity that had once kept you grounded.
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29 Jan 2026
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“Why don’t you run me through tonight’s plans?” Sylus says as he helps you into the car. “Since you’re my assistant now.”
“Arrival in fifteen, shake hands, and get an invite to cocktail party at eight,” you go down the list on your fingers after you buckle yourself in. “Mingle until we’re either invited to a backroom or someone can give us a name. And then we kick their asses.”
Sylus chuckles. He keeps his eyes on the road as he drives, shifting gear with one hand, the other lazily on the steering wheel. It’s effortlessly hot, and it annoys you a great deal. “There might be a few steps in between intelligence gathering and ass-kicking, but you got the gist of it. You are?”
“Your overworked assistant,” you say.
“Overworked?” Sylus asks, amused. “I don’t remember this being part of the script.”
“I’m simply trying to portray my role as realistically as possible.”
You moonlight as Sylus’ assistant. Things go a little differently than planned.
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19 Nov 2025