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the tide that sticks around like something in your teeth by latecambrian
Fandoms: Blue Lock (Manga), Blue Lock (Anime)
07 Jan 2026
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Michael Kaiser does not dream, hasn’t dreamt in a long time. Not when he was little, falling asleep anywhere but home. Not when he was in prison, on a cold, hard bench with a bail far more expensive than the jewelry he didn’t steal, but safe from his father nevertheless. Not when he dozed off in his king-sized bed, tucked away into his new apartment after his first paycheck, warm and comfortable and satisfied.
He doesn’t dream, but one day, he sees a golden ring dangling from a thin chain on Itoshi Sae’s neck, and he wonders.
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there is a new team and old wounds, and both of them fester
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- Part 1 of i wanna be yours
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Kevin has made too many mistakes to count, but this one? This one might take the cake – or, take the edible? Whatever he's taken, he's not so sure it's a good thing
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being honest when you're high is still being honest, especially if you're with your lifelong crushes
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- Part 1 of Lover's Rock
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They had made this plan a week ago. Kevin knows this to be true, but he is unable to remember anything concrete about any sort of plan other than he really, really wants to do it.
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healing & drugs & sex but not in that order
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- Part 2 of Lover's Rock
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Set between Dream Drop Distance and KH3.
Though a master of his own heart in waking life, in sleep Sora experiences the dreams of all those sharing it - including their nightmares.
Riku had no idea until they started sharing a dorm in Yen Sid's tower.
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17 Feb 2026
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“The King has decided to send us on a wild goose chase around a world that’s been free and clear of guys in long black coats for well over a year, because he apparently thinks we need to get along better.”
Riku kind of sneers the last three words.
(The King isn't wrong.)
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16 Feb 2026
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Born the first omega in the Nijiku family line, life feels akin to a death sentence. And when Zanka's scent finally comes in, bitter, unpleasant, downright rotten, Zanka decides to get rid of it...no matter how many pills he has to swallow.
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Zanka smells like nightshade and Jabber's always been a fan of poisons.
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29 Dec 2025
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Jabber tilted back, effortless and fluid, letting the punch sail past with a cheer. “Aww, come on, Mr. Bad Attitude,” he drawled, voice teasing, eyes glinting with mischief. “You really gonna throw hands at me over a little pet name? Gotta say, I love it when you get like this.”
Zanka just stared at him. Fingers twitching.
Jabber leaned forward just slightly, letting the faintest whiff of tobacco and spice drift into Zanka’s senses, a deliberate provocation. “You’re tense,” he observed casually, eyes narrowing as if reading right through the carefully maintained facade. “You had one of those nightmares, huh?”
“None of yer fucking business.”
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Or Jabber Wonger is a secret softie.
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- Part 1 of Janka Frenemies with Bennies Chronicles
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10 Dec 2025
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Justified in the Name of the Holy and the Divine by Ma_Dude
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
04 Nov 2025
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The glare he receives in return would be more effective if it wasn’t coupled with Andrew’s flushed cheeks and Neil’s spit on his lips. Really it can’t be helped that Neil drops another kiss to them, and then another, and soon enough they’re back to making out furiously against the wall.
Andrew drags Neil’s hands from the wall to his shoulders, and Neil moans at the hard muscle he finds there. He tries to keep himself in check, except then Andrew’s hands are grasping at the backs of his thighs and he’s being lifted-
Neil throws his head back as the sound of clothes tearing echoes throughout the room. Andrew pays it no mind, wrapping Neil’s legs around his waist, pressing the hard lines of their bodies together.
Neil breathes heavily with his eyes scrunched closed, trying to think past Andrew’s lips on his Adam's apple, painting marks along the column of his throat. He forces his eyes open, taking in the smokey black claws that have torn straight through the denim jacket still on Andrew’s body.
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05 Nov 2025