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'“Y’know, I can see the appeal of putting a pompous blue blooded bastard in his place,” Striker said, now trailing his finger down Stolas’ neck, “and because of this mission I haven't gotten laid in a while.’
No no no, Stolas thought desperately, please no, anything but this, please.
When Striker’s hand started making its journey down Stolas’ chest, taking a detour to cruelly stab into the wound on his shoulder, Stolas squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t cry.
What would Octavia think of him? What would Blitz think of him?
Why wasn’t he fighting back?
Stolas felt frozen, paralysed by fear, by the knowledge of what was going to happen, and the knowledge that Striker was going to make it hurt.'
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Shame is an ocean, and Stolas is drowning.
A season 2 episode 4 coda
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daylight by mercur1al
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types, The Shadowhunter Chronicles - Cassandra Clare
02 Mar 2024
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"Despite purposefully cultivating this image, this mask of a perfect Shadowhunter, perfect son, it didn't stop him from being irrationally disappointed, upset even, when his siblings couldn't see underneath the facade. He wanted them to look at him, see the way his smiles never reached his eyes, how his shoulders hiked up to his ears when he had to speak in front of people, how his hands clenched into fists when his parents started making disparaging comments about Downworlders even as he nodded stiffly along.
He wanted them to see all the tells he hadn't quite managed to train himself out of yet, see all the jagged edges where his mask didn't quite seamlessly blend into skin.
But they didn't. And so he was alone.
It was this loneliness that was a marked fact of Alec’s life, an enduring and unchangeable truth about his existence."
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Alec struggles to reconcile his sexuality with his Shadowhunter identity.
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“To Mitsuki’s consternation, as Katsuki grew up, he began to look more and more like his mother.
People they were meeting for the first time would call Katsuki pretty, thinking he was a girl, before Mitsuki swiftly shut them down, more harshly every time.
When Katsuki was four, Mitsuki decided enough was enough.
She sat her son in front of the bathroom mirror and hacked his hair off with a pair of kitchen scissors as messily as she could, telling him how long hair was for girls, and that boys weren’t meant to look like girls. Ever.
(Her modellike desire for perfection was briefly swallowed by her need to shove Katsuki into the box she’d designed for him.)
That night, little Katsuki ran his hands through his short, spiky hair, and felt a sense of loss like he never had before.
The small prick in his heart spread into an ache.
That night, Katsuki cried himself to sleep, for reasons he wasn’t able to verbalise, or even make sense of.”
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Katsuki tries so hard to be perfect, but it’s never quite enough.
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“The problem was, in Bakugou’s eyes, a double edged sword.
It gave him control over something in his life, gave him the ability to have a say in what happened to him.
It let him strive ever closer to the elusive ‘perfection’ that he had been aiming for since he was a child.
It fuelled the perpetual anger that kept people at a safe arms length from him.
He’d picked up the sword a long, long time ago.
His hands were covered in blood by now, and it hurt to carry, but he’d long since forgotten what life was like without it.”
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Bakugou suffers from an eating disorder, childhood trauma, and at the hands of everyone who sees him as a villain.
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Katsuki wasn't always so angry. Sure, no one would’ve described him as friendly, and he’d always had a short fuse, but it wasn’t always a permanent state of being.
He’s always angry because he decided when he was eight that anger was a very effective way to cover up fear, shame, and every other repulsive emotion he was unceremoniously introduced to one cold night by the prying, invading hands of his father.
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The Bakusquad are determined to become closer to their prickliest friend.
But what starts off as an innocent plan to get to know Bakugou - whose defensive walls are higher than Sero on a Friday night - becomes the discovery of something far darker and scarier than they were prepared for.
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i'll hold onto this anger for as long as i need. by mercur1al
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
07 Aug 2021
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- unrelated fics where i make bakugou suffer.
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Molly looks so pretty.
He'd be even prettier tied up, don't you think?
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18 Dec 2025
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The man sneers. “Her kind are nothin’ but bloodthirsty. You know that, right?” He looks at Molly like he expects an answer, like this is a reasonable thing to say.
Molly stays absolutely still.
Then: “Little demons, the lot of them.”
And all of the warmth drops out of Molly’s gut. Then he’s leaning in and his hand is fisted tight in the front of the man's shirt
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or: Molly's night is not going the way he planned it.Bookmarked by mercur1al
18 Dec 2025
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People leave, and then they come back.
OR: three vignettes about how Mollymauk is terrible at being alone.
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18 Dec 2025
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Molly invites Fjord to his tent for a private card reading, but Fjord's not really that interested in the cards.
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18 Dec 2025
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Caleb can’t see the look on Molly’s face, but he does hear Fjord say, “Gods, Molly, again? I’m not sure all your ribs are back together.”
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- Part 1 of Find Your Voice
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18 Dec 2025