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wait a minute while i make you mine (super shy) by persimmonsandcats
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
21 Jun 2024
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The guy holds a finger up at Yuuta and it’s gently menacing, the way he waves it in Yuuta’s face, the way his eyes say stay still without him having to say anything at all. When he seems certain Yuuta isn’t going to move, he redirects his attention to his phone and types furiously. Yuuta vaguely notices his thin gold rings, the fact that a few of the guy’s nails are painted black, scraped up like he uses his hands a lot and hadn’t bothered to repaint them.
Then the guy shoves his phone in Yuuta’s face.
Yuuta goes a little cross-eyed trying to see it. He puts his hand on the guy’s wrist to steady the phone and pull it away from his face so he can actually see whatever he is being shown. Yuuta realizes, once his fingers connect around the guy's slim wrist, overlapping a little, that touching him like this is pretty forward of Yuuta– but also this dude is shoving a phone in his face, so maybe it’s fine.
The phone is open to the notes app and says:
i’m mute. i literally can’t talk pretty much at all. stop running away from me, asshole. why are you so freaky fast?
“Uh.” Yuuta says.
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what did you bury before those hands pulled me from the earth (what were you digging) by Draco_sollicitus
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
21 Jul 2020
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Sokka is immortal; it's been tested, he knows that he can't die. He's immortal, but he's not quite a god like his sister, Katara. He's immortal, but he's not quite powerful like his friends Aang and Toph.
He's just sort of Sokka: good at fixing things, good at playing pranks, good at helping people.
When a bet against Toph goes horribly wrong, and an attempt to save him goes even worse Sokka finds himself the unwilling guest of the Lord of the Underworld. And, strangely enough, every story Sokka's heard about Lord Zuko seems to be ... completely wrong.
(Also, he's really handsome. Why does he have to be handsome?)
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14 Apr 2026
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Then he took a deep breath and he changed. He ironed out every fold in his posture and his face until he looked like Superman again. His shoulders were broad, his gaze was confident, and his smile showed no sign of embarrassment or fear.
It’s genuinely uncomfortable to watch.
Especially since Bruce knows that change. He’s seen it in the mirror before entering parties or nightclubs. He’s always referred to it, internally, as 'putting on my better face.' The façade is his least favourite part of the day, ranking just below 'getting punched by supervillains.'
The idea that Superman is just Kal's better face, that would explain a lot.
It would also mean Bruce isn't alone.
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12 Apr 2026
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This is like powdered sugar sweet, such fluff and interesting conversations
Some highlights of mine:
Clark Is Not Going To Start Crying In Public Because That Would Give People The Wrong Idea.
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In the hallway upstairs, Bruce takes his hand, oh, and pulls him toward the back door.
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Bruce is Absolutely Fucking Lost in social cues. He has no goddamn clue what is going on right now. Or rather, he thinks he knows exactly what is going on but jumping to conclusions could lead to catastrophic results. So he's stalling with anxiety.
But then, on the other hand… he trusts Clark. He trusts Clark more than anyone. He trusts Clark to communicate honestly.
So he takes a dive.
"What are you doing."
Clark hesitantly meets his eyes. There's something almost scared in his expression. "Something…. Romantic?"
(Something romantic, you were right, let's shut down the brain in celebration!)
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Modern Day Pen-pal Romance by lostinreeverie
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons)
24 Dec 2024
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“Wait, what? You’ve been texting some rando for three—no, four—days?”
Clark stuffed an onion ring he stole from her plate into his mouth to avoid responding. Talking to Lois about this felt like opening Pandora’s box.
Her shock morphed into intrigue, her eyes narrowing like a predator locking onto its prey. “Four days of texting, and you didn’t mention it until now? This is officially the longest your love life has lasted. Spill.”
Or, Clark accidentally texts the wrong number and strikes a rather unusual friendship
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03 Apr 2026
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Kara huffs out a breath in frustration. “Every Kryptonian has a heartsong. And they’re beautiful, but when you listen to one on its own it feels like something is missing. It’s like...they have something like this too, right?” She gestures outward impatiently, and Bruce forces himself not to flinch at her casual use of they. “Only they have words written down instead.”
“Soulmates,” Clark says, his voice strained.
The word hits Bruce like a bullet through the lung. He keeps his face perfectly relaxed, his heartbeat calm and regular, as he realizes (too late, he's always too late) that he should have expected this all along.
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17 Mar 2026
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This is just so sweet my God Clark is a genius here like let’s GOOO he just cracked all of that and laid it bare and basically clocked Bruce this is so funny and infuriating like Bruce come ONN you didn’t have to do all that in the first place 😭
But honestly Clark knows this too so of course doing it was necessary as it was the only way he’d listen and understand how much Clark truly loves him despite their “destinies” gosh my heart is SO full eurgh -
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Harana
/haˈɾana/
noun1. to serenade
2. refers to a courtship tradition where a man sings to someone he is interested in, often accompanied by a group of friendssee also: the solution to pathetically yearning best friends
Till courts Ivan the old-fashioned way – with his voice, a guitar, and two (questionably willing) friends for moral support.
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16 Mar 2026
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you look so pretty when you put me down by justiceforfreddie
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
07 Jan 2025
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Five times that Anakt University’s most popular jock asks the emo outcast out on a date, and one time that Till realizes he’s being serious.
Translated in русский
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15 Mar 2026
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This was essentially that one Taylor swift mv I love this
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Universal Truths by lostinreeverie
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types
10 Aug 2025
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Superman stood, turned—and then everyone heard it. His voice, suddenly amplified, shook the air.
“You ever dare touch one of my kids again,” Superman thundered, “and you won’t live to see tomorrow’s sunrise!”
It wasn’t a threat. It was a promise.
Or, the Justice League finds out that Superman has kids. They just also happen to be Batman's kids.
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Alhaitham’s agency throws him into a livestream dating show. As expected, he rejects everyone. Rudely.
“Name a key scientist involved in the laws of thermodynamics.”
“Newton?”
“What is your stance on Dialectic of Enlightenment?”
“Dia-what?”
“Name a philosopher. As an advantage, a dead one.”
“...”
“Next.”It shouldn't have been as surprising when someone finally snaps.
“Do you even know the answers to these questions, or are you just waiting for someone to say Ibn al-Haytham to boost your own ego?”
Or: The internet is privy to Alhaitham falling in love on camera.
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Rozanov glanced at Shane's phone screen, reading the top notification. Then his mouth curved. “Duolingo, huh? So fucking boring, Hollander.”
Shane’s face went hot. “Yeah,” he said. “Learning French.”
Rozanov’s eyes snapped to his. The smirk deepened. “Bad liar, Hollander. You are fluent.”
or - Ilya finds out that Shane has been learning Russian behind his back.
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It’s been two months since the storm, and Childe hasn’t seen Zhongli not even once, not since that fateful meeting with the Signora where the truth is finally unveiled.
And what a fun little kick to the gut that is, the realization that not only had he been played by all sides, but he's also being tossed aside like trash now that his use had run its course.
It’s not that Childe doesn’t get it. He’s a Harbinger. He knows first-hand what it means to do his duty, to put the mission first and his personal feelings far, far away, preferably locked up in a box, where it wouldn’t interfere with his job. He knows what it’s like working with vipers, to scheme and plot and lie in wait for the opportune moment to stab his opponent in the back.
But this time, this time Childe can’t help but feel a little (a lot) gutted.
Stupid. He’s gotten himself stupidly attached.
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A story about Childe trying to move on after the events of 1.1 Update, but some of his actions have consequences, and those consequences have followed him back to Snezhnaya.NOTE: THIS FIC WAS DRAFTED BEFORE 1.1 UPDATE CAME OUT. MIND THE CANON-DIVERGENT TAG FOR THIS REASON.
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“What?”, Will huffs, shaking his head in disbelief. “You know blue does not only equate sadness, right? It is one of the blatantly obvious meanings, sure, but it can also imply tranquility, loyalty, trust, peace, and—"
Shut up, shut up, shut up, the voice in his head screams by now, but one cannot interrupt Will in the middle of one of his art rants. Impossible. No chance. “And with the vastness of the sky or sea, blue is also often associated with distance, longing, yearning, and— stuff.”
“Distance”, Mike echoes, and only then does Will truly understand what he has just admitted into the air freely, completely unprovoked and voluntarily. “Longing. Yearning.”
Obviously, this is the exact moment Robert Smith decides to sing about the fact that it is Friday, and that he is very much in love.
Five times Mike distracts Will from his art assignments with his stupidly flirtatious ways, and one time Will actually needs his help to complete a coursework.
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17 Feb 2026
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“Because this is not just what I feel right now”, Mike says, choice of words an echo of Will’s question from before. “I feel like this every day. For— For a while. A very long time.”
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Kim Dokja, in a very brief moment of stupidity, sees Yoo Jonghyuk and thinks that he has met a kindred soul, a fellow slave to capitalism. Or in other words, a fellow modern day salary worker.
What Kim Dokja does not know is that Yoo Jonghyuk is very much not a fellow salaryman.
Yoo Jonghyuk is the CEO.
And in another equally brief moment of stupidity, Kim Dokja fails to realize this fact.
For months.
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How to become a knight in shining armour by starmanlittleprince
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
06 Dec 2025
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Mike has been getting really into medieval history over the summer, and reading about knighting ceremonies gives him an idea to cheer Will up.
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Mike smiles. “I thought we could do your assignment tonight”, he starts quietly. “Because I have a similar assignment, and we could, like, get both of our assignments done today so we could have the evening off tomorrow.” He sounds so very earnest.
“Yeah, sure”, Will nods. “What’s tomorrow?” He knows Mike wouldn’t have explicitly said something about an evening off the next day if there wasn’t something he had planned or wanted to do.
Mike’s ears are turning a bit pink. “Our professor told us earlier that tomorrow would be a great night to go stargazing because there’s supposed to be a shit ton of shooting stars. And I thought because you like the stars and stuff, that we could go out to the field behind the art building and watch them.”
Mike is shyly rubbing his neck and doesn’t really look Will in the eyes until he’s finished speaking in that soft voice their friends called the ‘Will Voice’.
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After Gene pays him a visit in the hospital, Finny thinks for a while.
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27 Dec 2025
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Agh orphan account =(
But sometimes all I need is a simple fic and this one has captured my satisfaction soundly. The little moments in between was neat -
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Faint crackling electricity, like the fabric of a windbreaker rubbing against itself, covering the sound of shifting rubble and settling dust. It’s a sound Katsuki’s heard a thousand times before, usually preceded with a shout from Deku saying One For All-
“Full Cowling,” Katsuki whispers, staring and grasping for words. “What the fuck.”
Deku is standing near Katsuki’s feet, back bowed forward like Atlas and body lit up with a green so bright it’s incandescent. Blackwhip escapes from his arms in countless tendrils, lightning arcs off his body every second, and there’s a faint tremble running through his legs.
He’s terrifying. He’s beautiful.
He’s holding the fucking building on his shoulders.
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Bakugou and Midoriya get trapped under a building together.
As Midoriya struggles to keep them both alive, refusing to give even an inch, Bakugou realizes some crucial things and refuses to leave without Midoriya by his side.
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- Part 1 of Steadfast
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09 Dec 2025
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Bro what I have nearly no words this is literally so good 😭 can we please get an update to put stickers because like that ugly sobbing version of that drawn hamster is very much me right now GOD I WANT THAT KIND OF VULNERABILITY WITH SOMEONE UERGH
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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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01 Dec 2025
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“Mike.”
He reaches out, his hand finding the front of Mike’s shirt. He grabs the fabric, and pulls him close, bringing their foreheads together. There’s a soft gasp coming from Mike’s throat.
Mike is trembling. His breath comes out quick and uneven.
But he doesn’t pull away.
Will listens into the silence between them, the sounds of their breaths, searching for explanations, any sign that he’s reading this wrong. But nothing makes sense.
Neither of them pushes closer. But neither of them pulls away either. Where his hand is pressed into the fabric of Mike’s shirt, Will can feel Mike’s chest moving with quick breaths.
Will hesitates. He needs to know. He can’t just linger here forever.
His hand slowly moves along Mike’s jaw, feeling out the parts of his face he can’t see in the dark. His fingers brush along his neck, thumb on his cheek.
Mike’s skin feels hot under his touch.
Will is not going to move. Not any further than this.
But something about the touch seems to switch something in Mike. His fingers ghost up his neck, cupping his cheek. Then, as if mapping his face by touch, he traces the shape of his eyebrows and the curve of his nose. Lightly, Mike’s finger draws over Will’s eyelashes, as if checking his eyes are closed. His thumb hovers over Will’s mouth – and then, slowly, drags over his bottom lip.
Will is very still. He can hear Mike swallow. His fingers slip from his face, but Will doesn’t have time to miss the touch, because then Mike lets out a long shuddery breath and inches closer again.
Will meets him in the middle.
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“But when you say that I’m not – what do you mean–“
“I mean just what you think I mean.”
“But what –“
“Is it really that hard to believe?”
“Yeah!” Will huffs, frustrated. “It is. It’s – it doesn’t make any sense.”
“Well, it doesn’t make any sense to me either.” Mike looks frustrated. “I know this sucks. I know I should be more confident about this, and I get it if you wish it was different. You don’t have to give me an answer right now if you need more time, that’s fine.”
Will looks up, frowning. What –
And only then, he sees it: the sheer nervousness, the red tint in his cheeks, the tremor in his hands – the mess Mike is right now, like this is the most vulnerable he’s ever been in his life.
This is ridiculous.
“Mike.” Will stares at him, wide-eyed. “You know that I like you, right?”
Mike stills his fidgeting. His eyes widen, lips slightly parted. “Oh.” His gaze nervously flickers over Will’s face. “Um – I mean. I guess I figured. But it’s nice to hear you say it.”
Will shakes his head. “I don’t think you understand.”
“What?”
“I’ve –“
Will struggles. There’s no way he’ll find words for this – it’s impossible to make it clear. The weight of it. The years of it.
But the words have been waiting.
Patiently sitting at the back of his throat for all these years. And that’s where they should’ve stayed, tucked away under his tongue until the day they’d lose their meaning.
“I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember.”
Mike stares at him.
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Holy carp. The muddled mix of confusion and hope and fear mixed in with the slow intimacy they developed, and the detail of their surroundings and the dimmed lights and the constant idea of huddling together for warmth bring this thin excuse they use until they just freaking try to fuse by touching each other with skin to skin contact and gosh— -
show me yours and i'll show you mine by smoosnoom (moonsooms)
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
17 May 2025
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“Well, what have you been up to?”
“What, in the last,” Todd glances at his watch, “two and a half hours? Nothing.”
“Nothing,” Neil quietly repeats, and sighs. “I don’t believe that for a second.”
“What could I possibly have been doing?”
“I don’t know,” Neil shrugs. “I mean, even if you sat there the entire time, that’s still more than nothing.” He wriggles around until he props up on an elbow and leans to face Todd, squinting at him. “You can’t fool me, Anderson.” He presses a finger against his temple, and flops back onto his bed. “I know you’ve got a whole world up there.”Todd has revelations - some about love, but mostly about writing. They're the same thing, in the end.
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25 Nov 2025
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Haha and over here you can see a figure buried in blankets nearing shock as she gasps for air from the overwhelming feeling of giddiness after reading this work of art
(I absolutely adore how gentle and vulnerable and real this whole thing feels like =))
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I Never Find Out 'Til I'm Head Over Heels by orphan_account
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
07 May 2017
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Wherein Mike believes he’s being obvious, Will doesn’t know what he believes, and the pair of them could use a lesson or two in effective communication. Somehow all of this has both nothing and everything to do with five years' worth of school dances.
(This piece was written for the Stranger Things Big Bang)