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Oh, There Was Heaven in Your Eyes (I Was Not Baptized) by elysianblu
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
23 Dec 2025
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Breathing in-between Cait’s ribs:
If Vi opened fully, each petal of her being unfurling, she’d be embraced by the fullness within joy; the reality where she’s pleading without words, her fingertips trailing across the sharper points of my rosary necklace, dazed and slack-jawed by a languid fatigue.
The instant where I concede, sighing into her open mouth and rendering her speechless. Where, after she waits for a few agonizing seconds to go by, I kiss her temple three times.
The stupor where I press my bow-shaped lips to her forehead, her breastbone; her left shoulder, her right shoulder. The Heaven where I muse, 'In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Spirit. Amen.'
Or: Vi is given the option to either lose herself in fear, or stay in love’s orbit—not just for Cait, but for herself and everyone who has attempted to melt the frost, day after day.
She must choose wisely, as the fact of the matter is simple: overwriting the past and burying faults can erase more than pain. It could erase the loving hands that reach for her, over and over again.
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Dorran inquired if Ellis would hold her hand in this vivid mirage of hers, and upon receiving an affirming nod, dared to add, 'Kiss them, too?'
'Kiss them, forever.'
'When they’re aching?' Dorran tacked on to her previous inquiry. Aching, and in need of one’s tenderness?
'Of course,' Ellis assured, all smiles now that they’d found a silver lining amid the most tumultuous topic to Dorran and her poor heart. 'And again when the adrenaline's gone and they're only sore with a faint burn – like the one I get in my calves, except worse, I’d imagine. I know your muscles tend to ache for days and days, and then some . . .'
Or: A collection of slice-of-life moments mostly featuring Elizabeth, Nerissa, their adopted daughter (and subsequent Light) Dorran, and Ellis – her friend since middle school.
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- Part 5 of Dance Me to the End of Love
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The Synchronicity of a Doe and Her Fawn by elysianblu
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
02 Nov 2025
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Sacrifice the vessel. Sacrifice the body, the mind, the spirit. Sacrifice, just like the ghost of Miyeong – whom was the Giver of Life, whom was the Recipient of Death.
Two deers turn into reunited beings, is the thing. There is no reaction more merited than thankfulness, Rumi. You asked for this, utterly fed up with feeding among the same lilies of innocence and grace that had mocked you with its decay, its bleak vacancy.
Or: Rumi seeks reunion with her eomma beyond the veil, weary of a world that only offers idle mercy, light, and guidance. For that reason, sacrifice is her path. Death is her answer.
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Of Petals and Languor (Amidst the Verdant Flowerbeds) by elysianblu
Fandoms: Hololive (Virtual Streamers)
30 Sep 2025
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In which: though trios are often regarded as inherently precarious – be it in romantic relations or friendships – Shiori, Elizabeth, and Nerissa would vehemently refute that notion.
An ode to what was, an ode to what is, and an ode to what will be: a bouquet of flowers . . . scented candles . . . jewelry with pendants of the sun, the earth, and the moon, each gleaming under a star-lit sky . . . distinctive footfalls . . . the faint sound of soft humming . . . and the two culprits of said humming, both kneeling before the fireplace with long-handled matches in hand . . . eyes saying ‘fire in my heart, fire in my brittle bones; fire to persist but not to ever ravage; fire as a synonym for love and loyalty’ . . . their blackbird sighing aloud, "welcome home, love – would you like some hot chocolate to stave off the ice-cold chill of the world?"
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Not all love is lost in translation. A handful of people fall short, though unintentionally, when it comes to understanding their loved ones in a manner specific to them, kalon-deep and nearly unattainable.
But for Rumi, Mira, and Zoey, love is audible in the regularity of everyday actions, in the sound of the tea kettle singing at the crack of dawn; it is acts and confessions of service, of, reverence, of kindness, of acknowledgment, and is a promise that spans beyond their limited time on earth.
Or: Zoey’s love, to many, is rarely loud or demonstrative, often tucked away into the tremor of hesitation or the fear of not being enough, but in the consistency of her presence and the tiny gestures that accentuates their lives, it is as profound and enduring as the sunrise itself.
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“I feel like you have a problem with me, Benny.”
“My name is Bernard, and yes, I do. Just not the one you’re probably thinking.”
“What? You were hoping I’d be a man? You think only dudes can do this job, and not some lesb—”
”No one here cares that Santa is a lesbian.”
Vi’s steps faltered. ”How did you—”
”You asked a woman in Piltover if she’d requested a ’soft butch service top’ for Christmas. The entire magical Christmas network heard it, because apparently the magic thought that was important information to share. Poor form for Santa to flirt with a gift recipient, by the way.” Bernard glanced back over his shoulder, one eyebrow raised. ”That is, if you can call that flirting. Oh, and for the record, I’m a trans man in an eight-person polycule, so I’m literally the last person who’ll give a shirt about who you love.”
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The Santa Clause AU where Vi puts on the suit and becomes the new Santa
Bookmarked by elysianblu
30 Dec 2025
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It all started with an understaffed college opera.
It was more a shitshow than an opera at this point.
Manon should’ve known better. She was a junior and very much busy and had way too much to do and, most importantly, did not know how to ever say no, and now, here she was, ass-deep into the fall with a new source of niche, targeted stress.
But Lara had come to her, begging her to fill the role of lighting designer with big puppy eyes and a stupid promise to bring Manon as her +1 to the next 3 weddings she would attend.
God, Manon knew she should’ve said no.
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or, the slice of life romcom college au (see tags)
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- Part 1 of enfin! l'opéra AU
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ra sophia lives two doors down from a five-person suite that makes her life better and worse (but mostly better)
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- Part 1 of ra sophia au
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It is when she reaches out to brush Caitlyn’s shoulder that her world is turned inside out. One moment her fingertips touch wet skin and the next the hard metal of the muzzle of a handgun is pressed against her temple, and Caitlyn’s eye is wide, so, so wide even as her hands shake.
Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong because Caitlyn’s hands never shake on a gun.
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Zoey's eyes widen a fraction while she waits for an answer, hair tumbling out of place as she tilts her head sideways and Mira becomes acutely aware that she's mesmerized by a woman she's known for less than an hour.
Her lips curve upwards and Mira wonders how a smile can look so at home on someone's face.
She's fucked. Utterly and completely fucked.
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Dancer and professional lovergirl Mira meets Zoey, owner of Ink & Honey during a typhoon. She walks away that evening wondering if Zoey really is sunshine personified or if she's simply lonely and latching on to any warmth and kindness sent her way.
When she meets Zoey's long-term queer platonic partner and horror video game icon Ryu Rumi and their daughter Hana, she thinks she's in over her head - if she can't keep a family of her own, what right does she have to destroy someone else's?
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- Part 1 of ink & honey
Bookmarked by elysianblu
20 Dec 2025