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Sometimes, James wonders what death might feel like.
It’s not often, or even purposeful. It’s the sort of thing that creeps up on him every once in a while, like the itching sensation in your throat when you’re about to catch a cold, or the ache of an old scar that tells you the season is changing. He goes through the motions of the life he’s carved out for himself, clawed his way to the top with his bare hands until he bled from the tips of his fingers, and the sweet fantasy of it all ending sings to him within his mind, stuck in his head on loop like his pop songs on the radio.
Sometimes, James thinks about him.
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James has a bad day. He takes some time to destress and reminiscence.
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punch a hole in your coffin and let you breathe by starsteps
Fandoms: 외모지상주의 | Lookism (Webcomic)
27 Jan 2026
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it drags its sharp, biting nails along the skin of your belly, snaring you in its claws, cutting into baby soft flesh and leaving behind beads of blood in its wake as it tears the fragile lining of your stomach in a straight line, allowing your guts to spill out onto the bottomless floor. you know you are screaming, but you make no sound at all. it tells you it loves you.
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jake dreams.
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johan is curled up next to you on your bed, held close to your chest, soft, expensive sheets draped over his too skinny body. he is, you think, exactly where he is meant to be: by your side, within your reach, vulnerable and soft enough in this moment to allow you to care.
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a moment between zack and johan, in the midst of everything.
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a river worth wading by starsteps
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
17 Oct 2025
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It’s gone too far, and he only realizes this when it’s a dark and rainy night, and he’s with Tengen—he doesn’t even know when he started calling him by his first name—in his estate like he always is these days. He’s standing in the kitchen and chiding him for the wet footprints he left on the pristine floor he’d finished cleaning a mere moment ago, and trying to furiously scrub a dirt stain out of his haori.
His hand is fisted in the fabric, still very much draped over the older man’s body, trying in vain to get it out with a wet towel alone, glaring a hole into the silk as if it’ll help. Tengen is rolling his eyes and pretending like he can’t hear him, one of the girls nodding along to every lecturing word Giyuu says with a matching scowl on her face, and that’s when it hits: somehow, somewhere along the way, he’s fit himself into their family.
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How Giyuu accidentally becomes Tengen's fourth wife.
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pretty boy, natural blood-stained blond by starsteps
Fandoms: 퀘스트지상주의 | Questism (Webcomic)
25 Aug 2025
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“i didn’t know you cared what was bad for me.” it’s said lightly, no change in tone, but sigyeong is smart enough to see it for the warning it is. jaeha blows smoke into his face because he can, and watches sigyeong’s hand twitch, as if it wants to form a fist.
it’s silent for a moment, and then it’s not. “me neither.” sigyeong laughs, and that’s the end of it.
perhaps that’s why jaeha remembers that particular instance so well. it was something new, something different amongst the miles of memories he has of sigyeong. a slight crack in the mask he never realized the bastard was wearing.
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jaeha thinks about sigyeong. a lot.
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Jungkook is completely and utterly screwed the moment he develops a crush on the voice behind the McDonald’s Drive Thru speaker.
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Bookmarked by starsteps
08 Jun 2026
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“My hair,” the voice explains, sounding reluctant to even be doing so. “It’s gray.”
Gray. The owner of the voice’s hair is gray. What is he supposed to do with that information? “Have I just been flirting with a sixty-year-old man for the past two months? Oh my god, and I even called you babe.”
“Yes,” the voice says in a tone that suggests completely otherwise. “You got me. The jig is up. Congrats, your prize is a free McFlurry.”
“Well hey, a McFlurry’s a McFlurry. I guess I’ll take it, ahjussi.”
The voice makes a choked noise and sputters out, “Ahjussi?” and Jungkook laughs all the way to the next window.
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this was such a throwback omfg for a minute it was like i was back in 2017…so fire…
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"You don't want me to see you as your rival," Isagi says, "and you don't want to see me as yours. Because then we would be equal."
"We are not fucking equal," Rin growls.
rin-centric implied rinsagi
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Bookmarked by starsteps
24 May 2026
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He wants to, though. He wants to say, one day, you’ll be saying it the other way around. You’ll be calling Sae Itoshi Rin’s brother, and my name will be the one that everyone knows, and people will know that I am the one person who survives this barbaric Blue Lock program to become the best striker the world has ever known
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Desire in the shape of two beasts, two brothers, one named love and one named hatred. Rin knows that desire twists into one monster that eats everything in his path. And when it does, Isagi will be standing right before him, standing as someone Rin cares enough about to fight, cares enough to consume, cares enough to devour whole with the want of an animal roaring alive.
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holy shit this is amazing
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Anri does not know much about soccer–leave that to Ego and his speeches packed with more metaphors than prepositions–but these things she recognizes: the look of a starved animal carved into their eyes, the desperation etched into the sound of their voices, the way they gather anything and everything and lay it down as kindling before the dying embers of a half-forgotten dream.
These things, Anri thinks, she might know better than anyone.
Bookmarked by starsteps
23 May 2026
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In their minds, he is an eccentric with bizarre ideas and she is a hag in the mountain who talks to animals. They are different brands of delusional.
They take his gamble. They give Blue Lock one impossible chance against Japan’s U-20.
It is more than Anri could have ever bargained for with her sweaters.
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i’m gonna die. i’m gonna DIEEE anri oh my god anri everyone who has ever hurt her should die. this is. too relatable
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Gongseop's face is unmoving, even more so than the bell was, but his pupils flick downwards towards Taesoo's noble fist, then even further down towards the ground—their feet—and Taesoo realises belatedly, ah, shit, touchy subject.
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17 May 2026
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Fuck you, Gongseop mutters, the words are painless but the way he presses his thumb into Taesoo's wounded eye is decidedly not, a hiss escapes from between Taesoo's teeth, like someone is digging a dagger into the socket—he drags roughly around the sphenoid, ethmoid, lacrimal, all the bones the doctor had pointed out on the model of a skull—I'm going soft on you this time, but come up to the temple again and see what happens, bitch.
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middle aged (ok well they’re like. young men) in love <3
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He was not sure who he was. He was not 707; nor was he Luciel; nor was he Saeyoung. He had been born as a plague of locusts.
Saeran Choi had not.

