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“The path to paradise begins in hell.”
— Dante Alighieri (The Divine Comedy)Sakura always wanted to be useful.
Someone worth trusting, someone worth remembering.At eight, she dreams of holding something incredible in her hands, something that would make her beautiful, something that would catch the gaze of two dark, childlike eyes and see her with appreciation.
At fifteen, she stirs in dreams where she cradles the corpse of the old woman who saved her, surrounded by sand, and carries on her shoulders the unbearable weight of never being enough.She has memorized the shadows cast by the backs of true giants as intimately as she knows every bone in the human body, and it is the suffocation because of her impotence that makes her desperate enough to keep searching for more.
Before her lies the line that separates who she is from everything she could become: a vast, uncharted sea from which she may never return if she dares to cross it. But Sakura has already done the impossible and lived to tell the tale.
Because deep down, she's always wanted more than anything the world has ever offered her before.
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Eom Seonghyeon hasn't talked to his childhood best friend Ahn Keonho in three years. When he discovers Keonho is behind the art forgeries his police captain father is investigating, he faces a choice he never thought he'd have to make: save Keonho, or stay good. For once, he doesn't choose good.
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04 Mar 2026
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Flying off the walls really, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that they're supposed to have a very special guest to hear their music in a few, rapidly decreasing minutes. And they say special, in the sense that this meeting is not really supposed to mean anything.
At least, that's what the managers tell them, and that's what they tell the managers, and what James is currently hypnotizing himself with.
This is all just chill. They're all just chilling, hanging out. Totally not a precursor to something very permanent, very wishful in thought, circling around their future.
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james and what it means to face destiny carrying the face of a skinny teenager in all black techwear
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- Part 2 of puzzle pieces
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01 Mar 2026
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Gloved hand griping his chin was anything but gentle, one stroking so close after climax just cruel. “Don’t you know Deidara?” Tobi’s voice was low, unlike anything he’s heard before.
“Uchihas are possessive little creatures,” Tobi held him with akin possessiveness, scarlet of Itachi’s eyes drilled holes through skin, galling apathy replaced with the burning want. “When they desire something, it possesses them entirely.”
“So get the idea of sharing out of your pretty little head.”
Hatred for Uchihas takes Deidara places (threesome with Itachi and Obito).
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And then his eyes glance over his own pale face, and he sees it.
All of his teeth have sharpened out. Miniature razors dragging themselves along thin slabs of ivory— each tooth a dagger, with his canines elongated past their natural point.
They’re the teeth of a predator. Of a rabid animal. When he takes it all in, his eyes grow to match the size of the elder still standing behind him. It’s only then that Jay lets his lip drop, but by then it doesn’t matter; Jungwon is darting forward himself, hanging over the sink and tugging his mouth open by the corners with both hands. He closes it, opens it again, and repeats.
Over and over and over. Those teeth are still there. Over and over and over. They don’t go away.
“Jungwon.” Jay’s face in the mirror is equal parts beautiful and haunting. “I don’t think you were bitten by a dog.”
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(Jungwon lives with the consequences of an event he doesn't remember. Jay doesn't love him any less for it.)Bookmarked by lindelyna09
17 Feb 2026
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“If you could have one thing,” cuts in Martin, “what would it be?”
Juhoon studies him, squinting at him as if he's a book, not a person; something to be read. He stares back at him like he’s a ghost. A miracle. An impossible thing.
You, Juhoon thinks, but he lifts his empty glass and says, “Another beer.”
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12 Feb 2026