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'Kaiser never understood it, that man’s attachment to a flower. The care he put into it, keeping it nice and clean and preserved. So abnormal, so disturbingly gentle amidst the decay and disrepair of their house.
How could it have value when they couldn’t even sell it for money to buy groceries? How could it be precious if it never helped them pay their bills?
As Kaiser curls up under his blanket and wriggles restlessly to get comfortable, turning towards the mirror even though he knows there’s nothing there right now, he thinks he might get it.
The clinging, consuming way something can be precious to you.
Something pure and blue and innocent, encased in glass.'
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Isagi wanders in dreams, Kaiser searches in mirrors.And across time, beyond oceans, they find their way to each other.
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14 Jul 2026
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England cannot count the number of times he and France have fallen into bed after battles, angry and biting and clawing and snapping. France is a destructive tendency himself, composed of a million of them - smoke and wine and sex. Somehow, when he puts his hands on England’s waist, it does not burn away the anger anymore. Somewhere along the way, maybe in the trenches or maybe afterwards, in that dark little room in Paris, France’s kisses turned sweet again, gentle along the lines of England’s jaw, his neck, his arms.
Or - France and England, 1066 to 1994.
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11 Jul 2026
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“this is probably karma for saying you're the biggest bird when you're not." Parrot murmured jokingly, mostly to fill the silence,
Theo made a sleepy noise of confusion, and an expression washed over his face that was untellingly full of remorse.
“No it's not.” He murmured.
This was karma for leeching onto Billy for refuge, allowing himself to be guided by such a creature, and taking out his frustrations on innocent players as the shoebill had taught him to do. How he allowed Billy to strip away the sliver of humanity he had left to pour it with even more violence.
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Sickfic but not really but yes really but like theres more to it than that
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05 Jun 2026
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And I'm leaving tomorrow (what do you say?) by Raeleven
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series)
25 May 2026
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But it’s not—it’s not fair, he didn’t know—!
He should’ve had more time—he thought he had more time—
He can’t just…just die like that—like a bug, like something so useless it could be thrown away as soon as it isn’t needed—like a lost cause—
“Contracting with a mace is one of the worst things you could ever do, Wemmbu. Like, no matter the circumstances, no matter what happens, don’t do it.”
Wemmbu chokes out a laugh, bitter and broken, his tail curling uselessly around his body.
He’d never been good at listening to Mane, had he?
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After the war with Law is over, Wemmbu discovers he has seven days left to live.
This is how Wemmbu chooses to spend the last seven days of his life.
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30 May 2026
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“Consider how this looks. The Senju proposes peace at the height of their power. The Uchiha, already losing, don’t have the resources to match the Senju. If the Senju provides us with food and armour, the Uchiha must become subordinate. Is that what you think of as peace, Senju? Over at the Uchiha compound, we call that subjugation by the most powerful.”
“It seems that there is only one possible solution: the Senju must choose a symbol to subjugate itself to the Uchiha to balance out the scales. For that role, I volunteer myself.”
The wise ones know: fires can warm and not burn; and rivers, if given strength and permission, will carve the land.
(Or, the one in which Tobirama becomes Madara’s concubine, and peace is won and held through neither power nor love, but food, water, clothes, and medicine.)
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30 May 2026