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Gai has never been extremely good with weapons, always preferring his bare hands, but Anbu required a vast knowledge of everything so he had trained himself hard and then harder to learn even just the basics.
He still wasn’t as good as many others, but he also had a lot of aces up his sleeves.---
Gai has joined Anbu. He thinks everything will go smoothly, but nothing ever goes as it should in the shinobi world.
Something happens. Many things happens, to be honest, and Gai is not sure if he can keep up with everything.Series
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Kakashi doesn't look away from him, his sharingan spinning like he wants to remember Gai's face in his last moment. "No one will miss you anyway." And Gai can feel it, the Raikiri cutting through his body.
He wants to scream, but blood is filling his mouth, drowning every sound in a wet gurgle, and his body is spasming, fighting against his bindings, trying to escape the pain even though he can't move.
He can feel a hand gripping at his heart, and it's a wonder that he's still alive, when the hand clench tight around the beating organ.
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It hurts so much, that in the end it doesn’t hurt anymore by FireFistAce
Fandoms: Naruto
07 Apr 2020
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And there is something. Something new, something that Gai is sure he never felt. It starts from the pit of his stomach, and like a seed it slowly blooms and grows.
It’s a feeling unfamiliar to Gai, and he struggles to give it a name, watching as the people walk past him without a second glance.---
When Dai dies, Gai thought someone would help him through the crushing grief.
He was wrong, no one seems to care about him. And if no one cares, then who is he? If no one cares for Maito Gai, he might as well not exist anymore.
Gai makes a decision, one from which he can't go back once taken.
He joins Anbu.Series
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It shouldn't have been a bad day, it hadn't started like one, on the contrary. And it isn't right that there is no one to get angry with, when the sun arise and everything seems so perfect that you want to smile for every little thing, thinking about how beautiful your life is and what wonderful - motherfucking - day awaits you with the people you love.
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You can't decide not to care anymore (because I care, and I'll make you care about this, too) by FireFistAce
Fandom Naruto
15 Feb 2021
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ties that bind by wytch-lyghts (flight_on_broken_wings)
Fandom Critical Role (Web Series)
17 Jan 2023
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03 Jun 2026
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by his hands by wytch-lyghts (flight_on_broken_wings)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
24 Jan 2021
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“Isn’t it something else? Feeling that sort of power humming through your veins?” Essek whispered low in Caleb’s ear. Sinfully low, stoking the interest of that quiet part of him that lingered in the back of Caleb’s skull, that wanted to know more. That wanted him to continue.
It was a gradual journey, and a pleasure, coming to know, intimately, that part of Caleb. The part that begged to be unleashed. Looking at it, like looking in a mirror.
And the difference between you and I, is thinner than a razor.
Caleb hadn’t been wrong. If only he had heard himself from where Essek had been sitting.
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24 May 2026
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gravity, heresy, and other quiet pursuits by wytch-lyghts (flight_on_broken_wings)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
05 Dec 2020
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“Allow me to make it up to you?” Essek heard himself ask, suddenly too soft, too genuine, all without his permission.
Caleb cocked his head to the side just so, his eyes searching, lips caught parted halfway to whatever he’d been about to say before those words came tumbling out of Essek’s mouth. “How do you suggest?” he asked, that low, faintly rasping quality returning to his voice, his eyes catching the shifting light beautifully.
What had he just told Caleb about the dangers of acting on impulse? Essek swallowed, his mouth dry suddenly. He held his hand out to Caleb, not trusting himself to speak. Wordlessly, a smile flickering at his lips, Caleb took his hand. Essek pulled him up to his feet.
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24 May 2026
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A shared interest in the arcane and a few throwaway fucks was one thing, had mutual benefit, but the sort of secondhand suffering that curled around Essek’s ribcage and currently crippled his ability to speak was the symptom of something else entirely.
Caleb tilted his head to the side, lifting his chin just enough to glance sideways at the drow. The low flame of the torch sconces dispersed just enough dull light through the room to play cruelly over ghost-pale skin and scabbed-over gashes like claw marks so deep that multicolor bruises radiated around them. Divine healing magic only did so much when there wasn’t enough to go around.
During the Mighty Nein’s future in Rosohna, it takes one too many close calls for Essek to separate the political from the personal, and to realize just how personal his relationship with the party’s wizard had become.Bookmarked by FireFistAce
23 May 2026
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all the time in the world by wytch-lyghts (flight_on_broken_wings) for seasaltpepper
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
24 Feb 2020
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And if he felt Caleb’s lips warm and lingering against the back of his neck, or felt Caleb’s arms wind just a little more securely around his waist, palms flat and callused fingertips lightly tracing meaningless runes against his belly, Fjord wouldn’t mention it. That was how it worked, this little dance around each other, each bolder step burning a little brighter, a little warmer behind Fjord’s sternum.
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23 May 2026