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post-beijing, anna can't stop thinking about sasha no matter how much it hurts.
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Sasha’s face was a sight to behold. Anna had memorized it in the moment, but she kept going back to watch the clips over and over again to could pick the scab open, and so sees it in her dream in perfect clarity. That heavy black eye makeup, the scarlet lipstick smeared beneath her mouth. She looked like a monster, vampiric, cannibalistic, but god, so gorgeous that it hurt. She was burning with fury and violence, larger than life even in her worst moment, and it unsettled Anna how it made her burn too.
She wakes with her name on her lips and her face echoing on the back of her eyelids. She is hungry and underrested. Her body is strung out in anticipation of the burst of dopamine from running and training. I’m more hollow than Sasha is, she thinks, because at least Sasha has contempt to fill the void.
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18 May 2026
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Seulgi has never had her first kiss, Jaeyi believes practice makes perfect
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24 Mar 2026
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Forced to abandon their friendship due to the endless war raging between Senju and Uchiha, Hashirama and Madara are now facing each other on the battlefield as leaders of their clans.
In one reality Madara has to mourn his last remaining brother, before being ultimately defeated by the Senju leader and losing the trust of his people.
In another one, the odds are even worse.
However, when Madara faints on the battlefield, Hashirama finds himself unable to kill the man he once considered his best friend. With Madara on the verge of dying, Hashirama decides to take matters into his own hands. And maybe, a single change is enough to steer fate into a different direction.
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- Part 1 of Breathless
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20 Mar 2026
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“Alexander!” Eliza called out loudly, spinning around and shutting the door with her free hand. “John’s here!”
Swallowing, John hefted his baggage onto his shoulder uncomfortably. Clattering came from upstairs, swiftly moving from above John’s head to the grand, winding stairs in front of them. John’s fingers clenched around the handles, catching a flash of his clinking, heeled shoes at the top of the stairs. And there he was.
Perhaps what got to John was how normal he looked, how perfectly he fit the years-old memory in John’s mind. His worn eyes, yet sparkling as vividly as ever, were the exact same as they were the night he had kissed John.
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John Laurens lives, if only to complicate Alexander's life.(sequel to we are so much more than words)
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