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    It’s always been Mike and Will since the day that they met, and so life goes as follows – they stick by one another throughout everything, from campaigns to demogorgons, and yet somehow they can’t quite see what it is they’ve been missing (or ignoring) this whole time.

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    five times that others noticed how mike felt + the one time that will did.

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    16 Jan 2025

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    Eddie, for obvious reasons, is a clementine. This is the one he’s thought most about—tiny, adorable, obviously. Kind of hard and annoying to open when you first give it a try, but easier each time you do it. Some people (some! people!) might think it’s gross and weird, but Richie likes the yellow-tinged fingers that come with the peeling. A fruit that leaves a mark. He also likes the stringy bits—again! Maybe a bit weird, maybe a bit gross, maybe a bit off-putting, and most definitely not everyone’s thing, but. A part of the whole that Richie has found himself terminally obsessed with. It’s fine, he just really likes clementines right now. He might even say that he loves them.

    (In which Richie has a month long breakdown over fruit; fruit is just a dumb, thinly veiled metaphor for Eddie; and everyone else thinks they’re already a thing.)

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    16 Dec 2024

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    When Izuku found his room again, he could hear music behind the door- loud, with lots of screaming and guitars. His heart sunk a little, but he tried not to pass judgement too quickly. The guy inside was alone right now, after all. He’d probably use headphones once he met his new roommate, right? Izuku took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob, pushing it open as casually as he could to hide his nerves. He thought about the greeting he'd rehearsed in the mirror earlier today.

    “Hey! I didn’t see you here earlier! It's nice to meet you, I’m--” Izuku froze in the doorway, the other man in the room mirroring him. He was holding up a sweater, clearly in the middle of putting it on a hanger when Izuku had barged in. Izuku had been preparing for a lot of possibilities behind the door, but this was not on his list.

    Blond, spiky hair, and eyes like fire with a temperament to match. Katsuki Bakugou, undoubtedly.

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    12 Dec 2024

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    Whoever’s playing, it sounds like someone right above Satoru’s apartment, judging from the clarity and depth of the sound. Someone who plays often, because no one else seems surprised. No one yells for them to shut up. There’s a pause, a short breath in, before they start with a basic set of scales-
    And Satoru freezes-
    Because as Yaga used to say, one can tell a lot about a musician’s ability simply through a run-through of their scales.
    And whoever the hell this is, their scales are the cleanest and most beautiful Satoru’s heard in a very, very long time.

    One and only child prodigy violinist Gojou Satoru has moved into a new apartment with bad ventilation and thin walls. And whoever the pianist is living above him—music ringing loud and clear—has no business being this damn good.

    Seriously, who the hell are they?

    (Hint: It's someone he knows. Someone he thought he'd gotten over, someone he thought he'd never see again. It's Getou Suguru.)

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    13 Jul 2024

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    “You are Geto Suguru.” Satoru continued with a burning intensity. “Your favourite food is zaru soba but you used to buy sweets just because I like them. You're better than me at martial arts and the first time we met, we fought. You got this scar on your chin from it. I have one on my forearm. You never liked your father. You have trouble sleeping. You hate my taste in music. I haven’t met a better listener than you no matter how much time goes past. You are kind, beneath it all, even if you think you aren’t.”

    Something stirred in Kenjaku's carefully critical expression, but the words bled out of Satoru like they had sat beneath his skin for years. Perhaps they had. “You are Geto Suguru, and you are my friend, and you never stopped being my friend. You are Geto Suguru, and you are strong enough to overcome this."

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    sometimes you need to torment an ancient sorcerer with videos of your insufferable youth in order to get your dead ex back. it happens.

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    10 Jul 2024