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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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06 Dec 2025
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Both dealing with severe burnout, Jayce and Viktor take a vacation over Valentine's Day weekend.
A Coming Home (But Not to You) Epilogue
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16 Feb 2025
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no masters or kings, when the ritual begins by rottenpomegranate
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
30 Aug 2024
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Satoru's touch is as cool as it's warm, and Suguru's cursed energy is, apparently, as burning as it's the navy blue of a starry night. And he is bursting with nerves and the urge to kiss, and to bite, and to consume, to become - and he's as calm as ever, confident that their flesh had been crafted precisely for this: for this, this closeness, this unity, Satoru's palm against his cheek. All paradoxes circling each other like beta fish.
He doesn't yet know where to go with it, Satoru's tender description of his very soul. He wishes he could say it back, that he could see the very essence of Satoru too rather then just feel it, like a blind man grasping at a great piece of art, trying to understand color just by feeling the ridges the paintbrush left. Instead, all he can think of is Blue, blue, blue of his eyes and blue of the cool touch of his hand and Blue of their power and of their curse and of their Infinity.
All he think to say is, like a call, maybe like a prayer: "Satoru"
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Or: Satoru's favourite color is one no one but him can see. Suguru's is blue.
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18 Oct 2024