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"I want to replace everything with you."
A fic based on various artwork by @kuchacchi on Twitter where Ash and Eiji try to have sex. It always ends in feelings of disgust, or guilt, there's sometimes flashbacks, but no matter what happens it always ends awfully. Then somewhere, on this bumpy road to recovery, Ash does not have these horrible flashbacks anymore.
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- Part 1 of Kintsugi
Bookmarked by bellaroo
09 Apr 2024
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SO well written, though it is sad it’s nice to see a more realistic approach to what their relationship would have been like
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“It’s just dancing,” Ash whispers, knowing that nothing he does with Eiji could ever be ‘just’ anything. “You’ll be a pro in no time.”
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Ash teaches Eiji how to dance. Eiji teaches Ash how to hope.
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Bookmarked by bellaroo
08 Apr 2024
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i’m actually on the verge of losing my mind WHEN IS IT MY TURN
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Two years Eiji was gone with barely a word sent back home to his mother. Two years of her son’s life that Hiroko will never know.
Hiroko is angry at Ibe for failing so spectacularly at keeping her son safe. She’s angry at Eiji for not coming home at the first opportunity. But her true fury has nowhere to go.
Ash Lynx is already dead.
(except he's not really because this is my fic, and I say Ash lived; welcome to my post-series "Eiji's Mom Meets Ash" fic)
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Ash discovers Eiji can lift him easily and develops a slight obsession.
Ash feels bad about upsetting him, but they have to be realistic. “Oh come on, Eiji. We both know you can’t even lift me.”
“I was an athlete, Ash.” Eiji says with narrowed eyes. “I assure you, I can lift you.”
Ash raises his eyebrows at him. “Well, then be my guest.”
Of course he doesn’t expect Eiji to call him on his bluff. He prepares himself to laugh it as a joke, waits for Eiji to throw him his familiar teasing smile.
Ash watches in a dazed haze as Eiji leans forward to gather him in his arms, easily lifts him from his chair and carries him to his room without even showing the smallest sign of a struggle. He gently puts Ash to his bed and steps back.
“Well, what do you think now?” he asks smugly.
Holy fucking hell, Ash thinks.