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You often keep your balcony doors unlocked at night.
It's an old habit, if a little dangerous. While the curtains remain undrawn and the window panels stay closed, you tend to refrain from touching the latch. In the back of your mind, you know you should be better at keeping yourself safe; despite being born and raised in Mondstadt, one of the safest places on Teyvat, Favonius Knights still preach about practicing self-defense and preparatory action.
But you have good reason to.
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you're lovesick and you've been in a state of depression ever since diluc's father passed away. you get fucked by your feelings first. then diluc fucks you in your sleep after being absent from your life for so long. you both discover that you're into this. yes, you're both freaky asf. yes, you're both okay with it.
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but i want you to stay by borel_skies
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
04 Jan 2025
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"I'm not going to keep up with this," she sighs, running both hands along her long, neat hair to smoothen out her raised hackles.
Keigo blinks. That's his habit.
Yumi doesn't seem to notice. Her eyes and ears are trained on the bustling city below them, yet the dim glow in her red-lit pupils seems scattered, lost behind a fog of emotions and thoughts. Her left ear twitches in his direction for a moment—but only a moment—when he scoffs, his breath quickly leaving between his teeth.
"Keep up with what?" he asks.
She doesn't look at him. Lets the silence reply for her.
Because he knows. He knows exactly what.
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AKA a non-linear collection of keigo/oc fics. some are fluffy, some are angsty, and many will be smutty. this is purely self-indulgent.
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His heart jumps. As much as he hates to admit it, Kaeya has a point about this. It's been his dream, an unspoken wish, to share more than just his bed with you. For months now, he'd been daydreaming about the most mundane things, most of which he's already become accustomed to: Waking up by your side, cooking side-by-side with you, driving home with your hand in his. But something in him is ever so slightly dissatisfied about the reality he lives with—that you have to go home to your own apartment, that you can't always start or end the day with him, that you can't stay forever. He's always staring after your car when you leave his driveway, gazing at your back before you close the door behind you. He misses you, more often than he'd like to admit, despite the fact that, after nearly five years into your relationship, you've been closer than you've ever been before, both in body and in spirit.
Maybe it is about time he should ask.
But he stops thinking about the future and focuses on the present.
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aka diluc (with kaeya's help) considers that maybe you spent too many nights at his place for your presence to be "temporary" anymore
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"Earth to Diluc?"
Kaeya's voice, soft and cool as always, drifts into his ears.
Diluc peeks through his fingers at his annoying brother. Dressed in a navy blue hoodie, his hair only half-tied (perhaps courtesy of Albedo), Kaeya stands just off to the side of the couch, a thin eyebrow raised at the sight before him. His blue eyes glisten with curiosity, even though he must already be knowing exactly what is going on through Diluc's mind. He frowns further upon the growl aimed at his stupid, calm face.
"What, Kaeya?"
"Are you serious?" There it is again—that stupid fucking phrase he's been saying ever since Diluc finally realized what had happened. "You have to move on."
"Move on?" he mutters back, letting his hands drop to his lap and his head loll against the warm back cushions of the couch.
"You can't be upset over her forever."
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aka diluc has a lot of regrets regarding his romantic life and has been mulling over it for months, leading kaeya to lay out the full truth about the girl he didn't know he fell in love with.
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"Bad day?" Diluc murmurs.
A sigh out through your nose. You can't bring yourself to look at him. And he knows.
He leans his back against the edge of the sink counter and quietly leans into you, offering you his shoulder. To his relief, and slight surprise, you comply. You lean back against him, nuzzling your face into his collar without a word. He props his chin atop your head, closing his eyes as you sniffle into his shirt.
He wraps an arm around you and holds you close.
You gladly lose yourself to his embrace.
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AKA Diluc comes home to see you in the worst part of a depressive episode, and decides to sit through it with you.
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“Hey, Atsumu.”
He’d paused. Stared. Tilted his head.
“…I’m Osamu.”
And that was the start of your downfall.
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- Part 11 of miya²
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14 Jan 2026
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You wear a new sundress to the twins’ birthday party, and Osamu’s patience treads a woefully thin tightrope.
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13 Jan 2026
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The holiday rush at Onigiri Miya has Osamu working himself to the bone—too tired to talk, too exhausted to touch. But tonight, his girl has no intention of letting him crash straight into bed again. He’s worked hard enough. It’s her turn to take care of him… even if it means riding him until he forgets his own name.
All he has to do is lie back and take it.
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11 Jan 2026
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You’ve seen people talk about art crushes—how sometimes an artist becomes obsessed with a face, with the challenge of capturing it, of understanding it. You never thought that’d happen to you.
But here you are, on day forty-two, pretending to sketch campus scenery while very obviously drawing Miya Osamu from across the courtyard.
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- Part 1 of miya²
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11 Jan 2026
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Instead, he gestures, just slightly, to the bowl in front of you. “Put that sesame oil ya like on it. An’ the chili crisp, too.”
Your throat tightens. You hate how much that means.
“Don’t gotta, though,” he adds. “Just—don’t let me be the fella who ate two dinners by himself. Kinda tragic, yeah?”
You huff — somewhere between a laugh and a scoff — but the tension in your shoulders eases. You pick up the bowl, settle into the blanket more comfortably, and start eating.
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- Part 10 of miya²
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11 Jan 2026