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“I hope I’m not interrupting,” the boy says, his voice pleasantly soft. “I’m your new tutor, Fyodor Dostoevsky.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky. Nikolai repeats the name over and over in his head, letting it reverberate in his skull as his mind recalls hearing the boy’s name in passing, between classes, and during short trips to the cafeteria. Boys in taut, knee-high socks have spoken his name in hushed tones, as if saying it aloud inflicts some kind of curse.
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Or: Nikolai longs for a pair of wings. Instead, he gets Fyodor.
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- Part 2 of weeping willow
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Kunikida seems completely unaware of it. He never bothers to purchase a new shirt, opting instead to let the one he has stretch taut over his broad shoulders. His muscles are painfully visible when he stretches an arm out to take a sip of coffee or whack Dazai upside the head for daydreaming on the job.
Dazai has a flimsy work ethic at the best of times, but this is getting ridiculous.
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Or: Dazai gets a taste of what's been distracting him for so long.
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“All in due time,” Fyodor says, soft and steady, wiping the wetness from Nikolai’s face. “We will find our freedom in due time.”
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Or: In a world of uncertainty, Fyodor and Nikolai find a safe haven.
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- Part 1 of weeping willow
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The demon speaks his name, lips curling upwards into a small, knowing smile. The dove was already cold, but only now does it begin to shiver.
“Osamu Dazai-san,” the demon says, pointedly adding the honorific. His accent drags out each word, as if the demon intends to explore every letter within it. “To think I’d catch you in the nick of time.”
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Or: Dazai has something worth protecting. Dostoevsky wants to destroy it.
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the weight of the steel, the flat of the blade by count_croon
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
17 Mar 2023
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Nikolai’s movements are erratic; he flits around the shop like a trapped hummingbird, bouncing between the coat rack and Fyodor’s side in small bursts of energy that disappear as quickly as they are brought on.
He’s a ticking time bomb. A bud ready to bloom. Fyodor wants to pick at his petals until nothing remains, to soak them in thick, warm ichor until they dye themselves red.
He puts Nikolai out of his misery, finally speaking up again.
“Please, have a seat. I’ll be right with you.”
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Or: Fyodor welcomes a new customer to his shop.
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Instructions to Pleasure: A Step-By-Step Guide, by Dr Veritas Ratio, PhD by lumeenary
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
12 Aug 2025
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"Few people know how to truly relax," Ratio says, perched on the edge of Aventurine's desk. It makes his thighs double in size. Aventurine's thoughts begin to scatter. "Relaxation is a process. As such, naturally there are practical, step-by-step instructions to achieve it.”
"Right," he says, forcing his gaze away. "My, doctor, could one take a guess and assume that some of the relaxation you're referring to is of the more…” He flicks his fingers. “Intimate kind?”
Something curious happens: Ratio stalls. He averts his gaze as his cheeks dust over with pink.
He recovers quickly, however, coughing into his palm and resuming right where he left off. “It would be inane to exclude the potential of intimacy.”
Aventurine is stressed. The knowledgeable Dr. Ratio offers an expert, thorough, only slightly self-indulgent solution.
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21 Aug 2025
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Pet First, Alpha Later by lieshues (redheads_maid)
Fandoms: Zenless Zone Zero (Video Game)
13 May 2025
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"They think power only knows how to growl, how to command, how to bite.."
His foot stroked the inside of Lycaon’s thigh.
"But there’s another kind of strength.. one that does not beg; one that waits, and when it’s time..."
He smiled, sweet and cruel.
"It makes the mighty kneel."
Heat makes Hugo sweet. Rut makes Lycaon dangerous. Or so they say? What happens when the omega is holding the leash—? Obedience comes soaked in spit and slick; praise coats the tongue like honey turned cruel. And as the power balance shifts, even the beast whimpers when called good boy.
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16 May 2025
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Play Nice by sensitivefruit
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
17 Jun 2023
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“Hubert von Vestra. Ferdinand is our friend.”
“He is your friend.”
“He is our friend,” Edelgard said firmly, pointedly. “We are not — prostituting him for political gain. I cannot believe this needs to be said.”
“I never once said we should prostitute him,” Hubert said in an aggrieved tone, although that was specifically and exactly what he was intending to do.
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Ferdinand and Hubert play games of advanced diplomacy — and get in over their heads.
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05 Jun 2024
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The feast of the magi by sensitivefruit
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
11 Oct 2023
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“You realise,“ Hubert says, because he does care about Linhardt, and he feels he has to say it, “How monumentally ridiculous, how foolish, the thing you’re offering is?”
“I realise you think so,” Lin says, rolling his shoulders unconcernedly.
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01 Jun 2024
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soft in your palm by Anonymous
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
07 Jul 2020
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It is expected that at midday, after they had done their regular meetings and rounds, Linhardt should be asleep. What Hubert does not – cannot – anticipate is Linhardt himself.
In the rare hot summer that has overtaken Garreg Mach, Linhardt is dressed in silks – he’s lying down halfway on his side, one very naked leg precariously slipping off the side of the bed. He’s wearing a single piece of dark red fabric, shoulders entirely exposed, lined with ribbon and frills at the collar and hem. Its sides are a criss-cross of laced fabric and if Hubert untangled one of them, the entire thing could unspool in his hands like a gift, fruit for the taking underneath. Linhardt looks so relaxed, so vulnerable, open-faced as he makes an involuntary sigh and shifts onto his belly – the silk nightgown shifts as well, riding up, exposing the curve of his backside, and Hubert hears himself make a choked sound.
Linhardt is far too trusting, Hubert thinks. Or maybe not.
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