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You should’ve prepared yourself better to see him again, you should’ve been bracing yourself for the whirlwind for a few years, not just the three months after you’ve sent the RSVP for Karkat’s wedding. You felt sick the whole plane ride across the Atlantic Ocean, convincing yourself it was just nerves that anyone would get from having to be in the same room as their ex. Except you weren’t just anyone and he wasn’t just an ex and goddamit you were right to feel like the world was ending because looking at him again after all those lonely years felt like being hit by a bullet train.
You would think eight years would be enough to teach a guy a lesson or two about not sleeping with his ex boyfriend.
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and if a double decker bus crashes into us by digitalstigmata
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
18 May 2022
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He didn't know just exactly how much he trusted the film student to be stabbing a hole in his ears and he hadn’t really bothered to ask if Ajax had prior experience, knowing how unreliable Ajax could be. It didn’t matter though, Diluc wanted to see Ajax again so badly it made him embarrassed.
Diluc entrusts Ajax to pierce his ears in his shitty dorm room (against his better judgement)
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emotional affair (overly sincere) by digitalstigmata
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
27 Mar 2022
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In which Diluc Ragnvindr misses Ajax like a lung.
(chiluc saving each other over and over again)
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oh the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued by digitalstigmata
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
19 Mar 2022
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Childe shifts his gaze from the sky to Diluc, his eyes carving a map on Diluc’s face. The winery owner wonders what Childe sees. Who is it that stands before him.
“You don’t have an umbrella.”
“I have an umbrella in the car.”
“Oh.”
Childe tightens his grip on the handle of his umbrella, his expression goes almost bashful, “I was hoping you didn’t drive here.”
“Why not?”
“I wanted to walk you home.”
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“I hope we don't lose our memories in the afterlife,” Childe laughed, rolling over so that he laid next to Diluc, turning his head so that their eyes would meet. His face was softened by the night sky kissing him all over, the sea of stars reflected shining like pools of water in his eyes, another trickle of blood gushing from his broken nose “I really want to remember this one.”
Tartaglia does not always come home in the best condition but he comes home regardless.
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- Part 2 of heavenly bodies
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Diluc and Ajax taking care of each other
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General Tartaglia is still having trouble adjusting to his role as Childe: a charming figure meant to thrive high society. Fighting is what he knows best. Everything else requires an extension of grace and patience.
Bookmarked by digitalstigmata
20 Jul 2026
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Childe stared across the grape aisles at Diluc.
He didn’t get jealous. He wasn’t supposed to get jealous. He knew better than to allow himself an emotional attachment to a person.
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Childe sees Diluc with Jean and loses his goddamn mind. At the same time, Diluc sees Childe with Kaeya, and loses his goddamn mind. The difference? Childe thinks Diluc hates him and wants him dead, and Diluc thinks they are already in an established relationship.
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- Part 2 of Chiluc
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19 Jul 2026
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“...The Cold Hearts Concoction requires several ingredients,” Spelldon finally said, looking at Kieran warily from the corner of his eye. “It’ll take us all week to brew.”
“And when I drink it,” Kieran asked slowly, “I won’t feel anything anymore?”
“Not a thing.”
Perfect.
No more guilt, no more embarrassment, no more mooning over cute-but-unobtainable witches. No more hurting anyone else.
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When Kieran Valentine, gay disaster emotional vampire who's past compulsive heterosexuality has caused nothing but heartbreak and trouble for everyone involved, can no longer handle the guilt, he reluctantly turns to his crush, witch and magician-in-training Spelldon Cauldronello, to magically ensure he never feels anything ever again.Naturally, this means they have to spend the next week hanging out, getting to know each other, and realizing certain feelings might be requited as they gather ingredients.
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AKA I took a ten page comic and turned it into a 55 page novellaBookmarked by digitalstigmata
21 Jun 2026
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“I swear, I’m not usually this…” he waved his hand vaguely around, trying to find the right word, eventually landing on “...spacey.”
“I’ll take it as a compliment,” the witch said, and before Kieran could even begin to digest what he could mean by that, he held out his hand for Kieran to shake. “Spelldon Cauldronello.”
“Oh, er, right, where are my manners?” Shaking it, Kieran hesitated just a beat too long before saying, “...Valentine. Kieran Valentine.”
Bracing himself, he peaked through his slightly overgrown fringe, waiting for some kind of reaction. A recoil, maybe an accusing finger pointing in his face.
Instead, all he saw was that quirk of a smile, unchanging. “Nice to meet you.”
Kieran blinked. It seems his reputation didn’t proceed him when it came to this particular monster.
‘He doesn’t know who I am,’ is the first thought that lands in Kieran’s mind. It's quickly followed by, ‘He doesn’t know what I’ve done.’
It feels like it's suddenly both harder and easier to breathe.
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When Val met Spell (or “bumped into” lmao we all know Val crashed into him full force)Bookmarked by digitalstigmata
20 Jun 2026
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Dave Strider is not the type to pine. So that is not what he is doing, for the record. If anyone were to ask, they would receive a scowl followed by a jab about their lack of brain cells.
And yet here we are, Dave staring at where John's collared shirt meets soft flesh. The blond is not glaring, at least not one that can be seen because of his super awesome shades. And to repeat, he is not pining. He is actually seething– because right there where John's skin should be unmarred, soft, and inviting is this horrible dark mark that is blooming into a bruise.
Bookmarked by digitalstigmata
12 Jun 2026

