Rotten_kidney_stone
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Heathcliff, mourning the loss of his (unrequited) love, moves to the States and joins a shady(?) hitman office, the Full-Stop office. There, he meets an enigma of a boss who seems to rub him the wrong way, as well as a stuttering and incompetent twink(i love u sinclair no shade). As he tries to move on from the memories of his past flame, he somehow begins to fall for his boss?? But there's more to Hong Lu than just his smily sparkling persona, and Heathcliff is determined to figure the infuriating man out. (Set in an AU)
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02 Jun 2026
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heathcliff gets a bus in the morning. to his avail, it’s full. what ever will he do?! maybe someone will accompany him?
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Heart Rate Variability on the Minor Third by clockfucker
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
08 Jun 2025
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Meursault’s grasp tightens around him, almost protective, and yet sensual in the way he slides closer down to Heathcliff’s inner thighs, and it makes his mind slip from all sense of reason. He’s so close, so warm, so alive — the tender flesh containing all of him free for Heathcliff to explore.
The tenderness of connection veiled within the simple pleasures of sexuality; two ideologically misaligned men united through the beating of their hearts, by the presence of simply being alive.
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you might think he loves you for your money by cresnoire
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
06 Dec 2025
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"When I went to the Backstreets of Hongyuan, there were holes carved in walls to act as a window of sorts, only large enough for a fist to enter from an alley, with a sign pointing to the window stating the terms," he explains, walking up to the wall and making a circle with his finger. "There are those willing to lend the space. They may or may not even charge the person offering this service."
"...A glory hole. That's called a glory hole, boss." Heathcliff rolls his eyes. "That'd work, I s'pose, but those spaces are cramped. You might wind up gettin' splinters in your shins while waitin', yeah?"
"I don't mind. It'd be like a break from that hard labor in between combat. If I can sit for five minutes, it'll feel like heaven." He says cheerily.
"Honestly," Heathcliff sighs. There definitely are other ways to earn petty cash. Other Fixer Offices turn to work for hire as a short-term solution in times of fiscal turmoil, although oftentimes they'd take jobs they simply have no interest in fulfilling, simply as a quick source of income and reputation building.
So, Heathcliff justifies, it's not something he's opposed to. Especially if Hong Lu is fine with doing that.
Bookmarked by Rotten_kidney_stone
20 Apr 2026
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That one twitter artist named like mettatron 3some foot job thats what this fic reminds me of, the two lesbians they draw.
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you wouldn't BELIEVE the dream I just had, by charnick
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
07 Dec 2025
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Hong Lu, after a tiring work at the Full-Stop Office, goes to sleep in his bed, still wearing his suit. Nothing odd, really— well, it is odd because Hong Lu doesn't normally do that, you know?
He's. He's an organized person.
And maybe him going to sleep all clothed, still having his gun at his holster, and not tucking Heathcliff and Sinclair to bed was the start of the curse.
...well the last part was a joke. Half a joke. You guess what half of it is a joke, why don't you?