6 Works by marinarin

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    Sasori's fingers creak around a bottle of rubbing alcohol. The more he swims to what he thinks is the shore of the dilemma, the more he drowns. He chooses to sink. Before a right hand can reach out to undo the bandages, the gloves come off.
    "I will disinfect the area before sedating you locally. Then probe," he says, the joints of his knuckles raising and falling to adapt to the curvature of ribs - lifting Deidara slightly off the ground. "Only then will I be able to tell what's left of you."

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    deidara fucks himself up on a mission. sasori picks up the pieces, and finds a secret in the debris. they're both horny about it

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    16,403
    Chapters:
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    322
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    Melone wants to punch the stoicity off his face, he’s wanted to ever since he realized it often softened for him.

    Language:
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    2,548
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    11
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    83
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    “Welcome, my friend!” He hears, and by the volume alone Abdul can tell this person is really trying to get their attention.

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    11,630
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    1/1
    Comments:
    7
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    152
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    16
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    1,738
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    It's fitting, he thinks. A dancer who can’t dance and a poet who can’t write.

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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    7
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    123
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    24
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    The two of them meet. They survive and stick together. One of them drifts away, into the unknown, where the other can't follow.

    Language:
    English
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    21,916
    Chapters:
    4/4
    Comments:
    28
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    323
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    64
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    When years pass and he walks in through the same study door he doesn’t get a heavenly vision. He doesn’t get cherubs or a weeping Mary. Nicolas sits bathed in blood over his father’s corpse, eyes reflecting the light in a way that makes them appear to be glowing. He’s no angel but he’s the only thing Worick’s got left.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    4,986
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    13
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    271
    Bookmarks:
    37
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    2,451

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