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    “Wake up, Eichi-kun!”

    Eichi slowly opened his eyes, blinking away the stars in his vision. There was a blurry face peering down at him. He rubbed his eyes, stared, rubbed his eyes again to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, then promptly fainted.

    To make up for what he did in the past, Eichi Tenshouin returns to the start of the War. He must max out the affection scores of certain people towards him, or so an operating system that strangely resembles the representative of CosPro claims. Fortunately, he has years of knowledge about his targets, as well as the resources to win them over.

    Unfortunately, he's currently trying to execute five of them.

    (Or, the self-indulgent and slightly cheesy Eichi isekai harem fic we don't need and don't deserve; now featuring terrible in-fic game visuals.)

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    15 Oct 2024

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    wasydaisy said some of the stuff I was thinking, this fic is soo 😭😭. Come back and actually write stuff here later, cause I need to let this process for a second

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    “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Iruma snorts, rolling her eyes. “You’re the Supreme Leader of Evil, or whatever-- don’t call me a slut right now, this is important,” she adds, as Ouma opens his mouth.

    Damn, Ouma thinks, I’m getting predictable.

    “I overheard those fuckers on the way to breakfast this morning,” Iruma continues. To punctuate the statement, she picks up her travel mug and takes a big swig of her coffee. Iruma skipping out on sleep is nothing new to Ouma. She practically runs on a bad combination of coffee, monster energy drinks, and plain sugar. None of his business, though. “They’re gonna matchmake Shit-hara and Homota.”

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    In which Ouma Kokichi has a crush on Momota Kaito, and he's not the only one.

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    01 Dec 2023

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    I just wish, more than anything, that they were all just characters in the cast of a crudely dramatised telenovela marketed to pre-teen girls. It would make me whole.

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    Being part of the Cloud Knights for as long as he has, he’s watched comrades tear themselves apart for scraps of reprieve, heard tell of jaded immortals who reveled in their own destruction just to feel something, experimented with several unsavory coping mechanisms himself. But nowadays, Jing Yuan has various outlets outside of work and war: meditation, Mimi, his garden.

    What does Yanqing have other than blades?

    With the Stellaron Crisis still unfolding and the general out of commission, work has never been so hectic aboard the Luofu. Stress takes its toll upon Yanqing in a way that Jing Yuan never expects.

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    13 Apr 2025

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    i’m really tired rn so i’m not gonna write much, but I think this might be one of my favourite things i’ve ever read. I’ve been looking for a fic just like this for so long and this did it so, so well

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    “Awwww, I could ask you the same question, y’know!” Ouma opens his hand to reveal an empty palm, and when Momota groans, he beams, turning to wash his hands. He keeps talking while he lathers up, a broad grin on his face. “But the truth is, Momota-chan, I wanted to see you! I was just sooooo lonely without you, y’know, absolutely wasting away in my bedroom and wondering where you were! I had to go find you! Did I mention you’re the love of my life?”

    “Cut the bullcrap, Ouma,” Momota sighs. He turns away from Ouma, rolling down another paper towel and ripping it off. There’s an almost imperceptible shake of his hand as he folds it in half to dry his hands, and it makes Ouma frown. “You don’t have to tell me nothin’ you don’t want to, but I don’t got the patience for your shit right now.”

    He sounds… tired.

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    Ouma discovers Momota's illness, and Momota tends to Ouma's head after he hits the floorboards.

    (And Ouma can't start getting attached to a dying man.)

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    31 Jul 2022

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    This upset me like 'm not even fully sad right now, just stuck with a soft and low feeling of like. resignation or something. maybe melancholy or smth THIS!!!! Was sooo,, I love missing scene chapter 3 fics so much (especially w/ these two) and the writing in this one was just peak - all of Ouma's little comments in his internal monologue and his thoughts/referrals to the others, out loud and not, were all just so fun and in character. His mentality/stance around Kaito lying here too and Kaito's reaction to it - BAH,,!! Them sticking next to each other as well as the general feel of the penultimate paragraph right there juxtaposed with the final one,,,, "Especially not for a dying man", "doesn't let himself" "Inevitably going to lose" would sending me a death threat not be easier. I'll end it right now. BAH!!1! overall this was just so good <33 lovely lovely read <3 Theyre the awfullest ever and i hate them for it 🤤🤤🥰 <3333333 so much <33🤤🥰🥰 🥰

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    Nam-gyu hardly realizes what he's going to say before he says it, thoughtlessly falling out of his mouth, "I have room."

    ...Which he doesn't, really. Why would he say that?

    But it's— Thanos goes still and he just sorta stares at him and Nam-gyu's mind is flitting to fall half on his cross necklace and half on that he just looked so— so fucking bleak when he said that, so final.

    OR: the games end after mingle. thanos and nam-gyu cope with this in spectacular fashion (and maybe learn to live somewhere in there, too).

    [developing relationship]

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    01 Mar 2025

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    i think i romanticise or love(?) things too much like, in an unhealthy way while also being in a state of hating things too much, also in an unhealthy way.

    The cigarette thing???? Guys I've been mostly successfully clean for <3 a teeny bit now <3 but GOD. the burning a cigarette on his wrist if-you-give-him-an-inch-he'll-take-a-mile . GOD. OKAY. The sharing behind the action,, like. I am always in a state of trying to get better and this hasn't. like. dissuaded me by any means but like. God, the DEPICTIONS. the thoughts and feelings the ways of conveying emotion the way it's all told so fragmented and raw-like,, something something idek the codependency and mutual-ness of it all that can feel just as daunting as it can reassuring IDK. The give and take you're in his debt thing was sooooooooo,,,,,,,,,,, like okay. OKAY. sure fine okay. fuck?? LIKE😭. idek it's LATE and i doubt i'm making any sense. this was beautifully written it's like. something i'd wanna re-read again just to be able to catch all those little details and appreciate all those little quirks in the writing,, re-experience the emotions and the ebb and flow of it all n shit,,, WHATEVER WHATEVER. i'm TIRED. i need to go wash the (3) dishes i used and maybe hopefully shower.