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  1. Rec 17

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    "Then what the fuck are you doing here?"

    "It’s not as fun without you."

    Could anything be that simple? For a lunatic like Seongje — probably. He is having fun, he is not having fun. He likes, he doesn’t like. He wants, he doesn’t want. And who knows what the fuck he wants now.

    "Miss me? How sweet." Baekjin injects every drop of sarcasm he can muster into the words.

    Seongje shows his teeth—not quite a smile, more like an animal giving a warning sign. He gets up, drops the frozen bag, and approaches. His eyebrow is split, dry blood on the side of his face, eye getting more purple by the minute. Baekjin thinks it’s almost pretty in a sick way, then — appalled by the thought — steps back. Out of balance from his mind’s betrayal. Seongje mistakes it for some type of weakness — in a way, he’s right — judging by the way he grins. Baekjin wants to step further again, to stand his ground. But it’s too late. Seongje is no longer coming straight to him. He’s circling him. A hungry dog looking for the best angle of attack.

     

    It was always a game with him.

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    20 Jun 2025

  2. Rec 13

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    The sun didn't rise in Snezhnaya.

    Of course, there was a shift from dawn to day, then from dusk to night–signified by the change in shade of the ever-gray skies. However, there was no distinction between the mist of morning and the mist of midnight. It was only ever just mist, dulling the world and impairing the senses. It could be daunting to outsiders who never learned to navigate it.

    It reminded Childe of himself, in a way.

    He was familiar with the darkness, despite his complicated relationship with it. He hated hearing the abyss whisper seductively in his ear as it promised him blissful numbness and thoughtless carnage whenever there wasn’t anything else to occupy his mind. Or his blades.

    However, the whispers went blissfully quiet when music resonated throughout the halls of Zapolyarny and through the canals of his ears.

    For as long as a symphony played, Childe almost felt human.

    And when it ended, he was reduced to nothing once more.

    uhtceare (n.) - an old english word referring to anxiety before dawn.

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    15 Oct 2024

  3. Rec *

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    The General Mahamatra takes a vacation for the first time in a while and Alhaitham is left wondering why exactly, where he's going, and how he's going to deal with Cyno's absence on a daily basis. All of these things shouldn't be anything he's worried about, and yet Alhaitham finds himself worrying regardless.

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    07 Oct 2024

  4. Rec 3

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    Сайно не помнит, когда всё началось.

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    06 Oct 2024

  5. Rec 17

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    "You’ve changed.”
    Wanderer scoffs, annoyed.
    “Some of us prefer not to be caught into some stale, stagnant eternity for centuries.”

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    05 Oct 2024