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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    How lovely to tear us all open and stitch us together with the red strings we’re tied with. I want to taste you on my teeth. Carve our names into each other’s bones. Our breaths swell together, our blood pulse through the same veins. I’d make a home beneath your ribs and you could have mine in turn.

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    06 Oct 2025

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    Logically, Sakura was perfectly aware that people other than Kakashi-sensei had the legal right to wear masks. But right now, Sakura was running solely on spite and two days' worth of sleep deprivation. Although his hair was a different texture, and his face a different shape, he was just similar enough to cause her a sharp pang of agony.

    She missed her friends. And if she dwelled on it for too long, she’d start to slide into the depths of depression. Well, Sakura didn’t want to be depressed.

    So what else was there to do but to get angry?

    Or, Sakura finds an old friend and punches someone out, not in that order.

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    24 Jul 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    The warehouse echoes with the weight of blood and memory. Chrollo comes to collect the debt of three dead men. Hisoka, as always, offers himself in place of apology. Neither of them speaks the truth, but their bodies know the language better. What follows is not mercy. It is ritual. And it has always been inevitable.

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    21 Jul 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 80

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    “You’ve got a mouth on you, Nakahara,” Dazai said, voice low, smooth, and far too amused. “You ever consider putting it to better use?”

    Chuuya’s glare could’ve set the damn lecture hall on fire.
    “Maybe I would—if you weren’t such a smug asshole with a superiority kink.”

    Everyone wanted to be in Professor Dazai’s class.
    His course—Existence & Extinction in Literary Form—was infamous: part poetry, part mental breakdown, and somehow always full. Students said he could make death sound erotic, despair feel like art, and shame taste like honey. No one left unchanged.

    Chuuya didn’t give a damn about the hype. He just needed the damn credit.

    But between late-night “extra help,” mind games disguised as lectures, and the heat building in every too-long stare…

    He’s starting to realize:
    Dazai doesn’t just lecture about control.

    He takes it.

    And Chuuya?
    He’s dangerously close to begging for more.

    Or
    Chuuya fails his test and Dazai offers to tutor him which ends up with him falling through a rabbit hole

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    20 Jul 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 1

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    [This is a half-chatfic and half-actual parafic!!]

    When the Port Mafia and Armed Detective Agency a group chat is created.

    Harmless right?

    Fuck no.

    previously 'a job that slowly kills you'

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    20 Jul 2025