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everything is blue by MostlyVoidPartiallyArchive
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)
13 Oct 2024
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Turning on his heel, Sabito fixed Shinazugawa Sanemi with a glare. The effect, hidden as it was by his warding mask, served only to piss off the white haired man. “Sanemi. Put the box down, gently.” He demanded.
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Sanemi and Genya were taken in by Urokodaki, and when he sent off three children to Final Selection, they all returned.
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Tomioka Giyu spares a demon, and his lifelong friends and lovers have varied reactions to his decision.
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To Be or Not To Be | The Rosie Files by MostlyVoidPartiallyArchive
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
18 Jun 2020
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Snippets of Rosie’s life before and after Sasha James takes over as head Archivist.
I will add trigger warnings to applicable chapters, and if I miss anything you think I should tag please let me know!
This also all started because of a tiktok au tag
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Vessel and III co-own a coffee shop. II and IV are tattoo artists who open a shop across the street.
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04 Jun 2026
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It's not III's job to explain the physiology to the families. Sometimes, the families don't even know why III is there. But as they cry and say the things they wished to say before their loved one had died, III is present, passing on the messages, and sometimes, passing some back.
Just one more word. One more I love you. III ignores the requests if they're not centered in love. They aren't being paid pennies to ask the recently departed to uncover the families secrets - they are there to soothe and support the transition. They're there to speak when the brain and body is holding on but the soul has decoupled from the physical. He holds their hands or their bodies close in the spirit realm, watching light come back to their eyes when they realize that it doesn't hurt anymore.
There is no such thing as pain in the spirit realm. It's a mortal concept. III stays as long as they need. And when they are ready, if they are ready, they lead the soul into the gentle hands of Death's reapers.
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17 May 2026
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What do you want from me?
‘Let the tides carry you back to me,’ It croons. ‘Two. Bear the weight of two.’
It takes several weeks — sleepless nights coupled with the insistent noise of water in his head to bang it out on his drum kit — before he realizes that he’s the second of his title.
Where is the First?
Sleep seeks out the second, the third, the fourth, and the choir. The first is missing. And It doesn't want to reveal why.Or: A story of grieving someone you've never met (yet), but miss nonetheless.
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- Part 1 of ...But The Universe Won't Let You.
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10 Feb 2026
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III’s body reacted before his brain could catch up. His hand finding Vessel’s chest almost automatically, then sliding down to his side, fingertips dragging over ribs, waist, hip.
A silent worship of the perfect figure above him.
Vessel’s hand came up to III’s mask, fingers hooking under the edge near his jaw. Fingers warm, slightly damp with sweat, and they tugged at the mask—pulling him closer, tilting his face up.
III moved his fingers fast in an inviting gesture towards Vessel; come on, bastard, come closer, lay on me, take me, devour me for all I care.
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07 Feb 2026
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Eyes. Huge, ocean blue, gorgeous eyes.
And they're staring right at him. Into him. Through him.
Vessel feels seen. He feels witnessed. His thoughts surely laid bare to this stranger. The man knows his secrets. He knows what he's done, he knows, he knows—
Vessel's stomach drops right through his body and into the center of the earth. He desperately wishes to follow it. To disappear. But doing that would mean not seeing those eyes ever again. It would be tantamount to torture, condemning himself to starvation after only just glimpsing something so delicious.OR:
A story in which the vessels are all artists. There’s idiots in love. There’s a coffee shop. There’s a memory that none of them can quite hold onto. There may or may not be an old god trapped in a painting.
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- Part 1 of Art!verse
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18 Oct 2025