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Grief never settled correctly. It lingered in spaces hard to reach and harder to heal, wedged in between vertebrae until it festered like an old wound.
It came and went as it pleased. Cyno considered it as an injury that would never quite heal. It reopened when everything seemed okay and sometimes refused to keep a stitch.
Death was something familiar to Cyno. Though he was a protector as much as he was a prosecutor, he wasn't shielded from such a thing. It was natural, after all.
It was the grief that came afterward that he wasn't used to.
Taj's death was something he didn't expect. With one breath to the next, his old friend was gone and Cyno was left to pick up the pieces. But when death whisked Collei away, it wasn't entirely unexpected. Grief came regardless, because it always did, and Cyno knew Tighnari would buckle under it.
After all, he was the only one who thought he could save her. But not even Tighnari could keep death at bay.
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Or: Collei died from her eleazar before they can cure it. The two who loved her have to come to terms with it.
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Cyno was all gunmetal bones and sharp wolf teeth. The Akademya made him a hero, a warrior, something to be feared—something to be respected.
Murder and mercy rolled into one boy, they said. He was destined to be a one-man army. The reputation that stemmed from that alone was a long and lonely shadow. It never cast over Tighnari.
Even when his hands were scarred from murder, when his skin was tainted with blood, Tighnari didn't see Cyno as a monster. He trusted him—perhaps more than anyone in the world.
Cyno could never hurt Tighnari. Not truly. He always knew that. They always knew that. It was why he could stare at Cyno's weapon without fear.
Even if it was pointed straight at him.
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The eerie darkness does its best to bleach the world into a grey-scale beauty, but it is thoroughly overtaken by the long-awaited light of the sun. Color, rich and vibrant, returned to the world in a wave of gold that effortlessly traveled across barren land like water.
The Citadel was cast in crimson, its subfusc white walls bathed in a rosy glow. Warmth followed suit, and henceforth banished any creature—Goblin, Iron Giant, and everything in between—that happened to survive their weaponry.
Silence blanketed the three of them. In a victory that would usually be accepted with mirth and high fives, there was nothing but gentle heaves after a long battle.
One of them was missing.
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"All living things will return to heaven some day," Zeno piped up suddenly; his voice was soft, angelic almost as it slipped from parted lips. Ironically, it was something so undeniably calm that it could subdue the most feral of beasts. If he was honest, he wasn't particularly listening to the conversation at hand. However, he often caught the word "death" circle around the fire. A term that has become rather familiar to Zeno, who, on many occasions, willingly kissed the Grim Reaper.
He could feel the eyes of his companions burn holes into him, and he tried his best not to wriggle under it. Instead, he focused on the fire that roared before his feet. A smile, perfectly crafted through years of experience, crossed his expression. In his peripheral vision, Zeno could spot the grins that reflected.
The conversation dissolved into something else, as it always did. Unfortunately, for Zeno, his mind remained. Usually, he doesn't like to dwell on such a thing as his power, but the topic bobbed on the forefront of his mind. He was aware of it; what came with the blood of Ouryuu. However, in the end, he wanted nothing to do with it. Not anymore.
I'm not human anymore, huh?
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The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here.But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist deep in thought because when
I think of you I don't feel so alone[In which, Killua falls into a pit of memories about a particular departure]
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Chuuya suffers from painful aftereffects of Corruption. Dazai suffers from existential depression.
Chuuya has a god in him that wants to kill his body. Dazai has a mind that wants to kill itself.
Chuuya is dying. Dazai wants to die.
Chuuya wants to make Dazai feel alive. Dazai wants to keep Chuuya alive.
They both try to take care of each other the best they can, bringing them closer.
Until Dazai leaves.
That's when it all goes wrong.
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23 Oct 2025
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Dog days are the hottest periods of the year, when the sun shines brighter and the weather feels too humid. Days like these often cause for people to lack motivation to participate on any sort of activities.
This leads us to the second meaning of dog days: these days can also mean inactivity or laziness; lack of action, and/or motivation to act.
It had been a hot day when Ryuji lost everything. The sun burning his skin as everything in his life fell apart right before his eyes.
Then, he began with sluggishness the day where he met the one who gave meaning to everything again. How funny, how he had thought of staying in bed that morning, not realizing how the events of this day would mark a difference in his life.
The end came to him on dog days, but so did the beginning.
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29 Sep 2025
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Something goes wrong. The crown is split during Narinder's defeat, splitting the power between him and the Lamb.
Narinder keeps a portion of his godhood, and the Lamb finds that abilities they had access to before are no longer possible: Healing is cut short. Powers are halved. And there is a very real chance of perma-death, as the ability to resurrect is not possible without full power, and the God of Death is not cooperative.
Afterlife and Purgatory are not options either. Dying means erasure. Gone.Lambert knows Narinder grows stronger by the day, crown or not, and yet keeps him spared as they try to figure out how to complete their own goals. Narinder vows vengeance on the lamb for usurping him. After a few unsuccessful murder attempts, he's in for the long haul. It is only a matter of time before the Lamb's guard is down before he can strike, and The One Who Waits is very patient. When a mystic being demands they save the bishops from purgatory, an alliance is in order.
Except...the lamb's actions and their presence begin to unlock abilities within the God of Death he didn't know he had prior to his imprisonment, among other fickle things, like emotions. The prophecy didn't warn him of that part.
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- Part 1 of The Rehabilitation Of Death
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Linchpin by rememberingtigerlilyroar_memorial
Fandoms: Young Justice (Cartoon), Young Justice - All Media Types, Young Justice (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
29 Dec 2024
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The Heroes of the world have a *BIG* problem when Robin - yes, Robin - is kidnapped from Gotham City Academy. The big deal, other than the obvious? He was Dick Grayson at the time!
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- Part 1 of Linchpin AU
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31 Jan 2025
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It was a surprise to find one of my old favorite FFnet fics on here
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Ancient, Well-Loved Magic by schrodingers__cat for billyhilly26
Fandoms: Linked Universe - jojo56830 (Webcomic)
31 Mar 2023
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Getting separated from the others leads Hyrule, Wind, and Legend into a heist, a monster battle, banter, bonding, and a realization about the shattering of their history.
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- Part 3 of schro’s linked universe fics!
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30 Apr 2024