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Shane's expression twists; his eyes begin to well with tears beneath the blindfold. “You’re perfect, Ilya. You’re the best. You—you make me feel so fucking good.”
Please.
Please don’t be disappointed in me.
Ilya removes his blindfold carefully—tenderly. His voice is soft when he speaks again, his thumb wiping Shane’s wet eyelashes. “I’m good, yes, but I am not very forgiving. You know this, right?”
Shane seeks out Ilya to help him take the edge off.
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After a moment’s reflection, Sanji says, “Run.”
Zoro whips his head to the side to look at him. Run...? “What?”
Sanji gestures to the darkened sky above and looks at him as if he’s grown a second head on his shoulders.
“Run, Zoro!” he hollers, his eyes burning as he forces himself to keep looking around for an unlocked establishment, or for some kind Samaritan who would be willing to take them in, at least until the newly formed snowstorm blows over. “This is looking pretty bad. We have to find somewhere to stay before we actually end up dying out here!”
“Just—” Sanji grounds out, hissing because the cold air hurts to simply breathe in. “Stay—stay near me at all times!”
In a cruel twist of fate, Zoro and Sanji find themselves separated from the crew and in the middle of a snowstorm. Falling victim to the god-awful weather, they find themselves grappling with something a bit more pressing: their feelings for each other.
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Ilya presses the tip of his nose against Shane’s jugular and inhales deeply. Breathes in Shane’s scent like a fucking man starved.
Ilya’s knees nearly buckle as Shane finally floods his senses—after six, gruesomely long months. His mouth waters when he pulls him even closer, his hands quiver as the pads of his fingers press dutifully against the soft, pinstripe material of Shane’s three-piece suit.
God, it really has been too long.
Shane and Ilya reunite after six months of silence.
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“Well, what about tomorrow?”
“Hm?”
“You said you don’t have it in you to fight tonight,” Tomioka says carefully, sounding somewhat hopeful. “So, what about tomorrow?”
Akaza visibly freezes and turns his head to look at Tomioka, his jaw slackening in disbelief. “You... you want to see me tomorrow night?”
Tomioka and Akaza meet under questionable circumstances one night and end up with a lot more than they had bargained for.
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And it’s as if Akaza can sense it, really. Can smell the apprehension, the disgust and self-loathing that permeates the centremost of Tomioka’s chest. Akaza guides him along and showers him in arrogant words of encouragement, grinning cheekily as he lands a string of strikes in quick succession.
“You’re thinking too much,” Akaza tells him.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tomioka says, tightening his grip on his sword. He takes an even breath and steadies himself, assuming a more defensive position should Akaza make the executive decision to strike again.
A knowing grin tugs at Akaza’s lips when he speaks again. “Don’t you have something to say to me, Giyuu?”
Something to admit, perhaps?
Tomioka and Akaza cope with their attraction to each other by having a secret rendezvous in the Infinity Castle.
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A plant pixie living among humans meets a blond photographer.
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