Bleed_Peroxide
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A virgin he may have been, but Sora wasn't stupid; Leon was still just a man. As much as he tried not to, he unintentionally made his interest clear in the way his eyes roved to Sora's eyes and lips, his waist and hips -- a trajectory Sora could have marked on a map, were he so inclined.
The notion of being lovingly deflowered by the boy he'd adored since childhood was the idyllic daydream of a boy who still played with driftwood swords. He'd seen the nastier edge that lust could take, the way primal fear took hold to protect against an outcome he dared not contemplate.
Leon, he reasoned, would attempt to make it feel good. He would not take more than what was explicitly offered.
Or: a fill for the KH Kink Anon Meme: "Sora/anyone - sometimes during KH2 before he meets Kairi and Riku again, Sora loses his virginity to someone he meet during his travels and it's good (or okay), but he also kind of has to reckon with the fact that he always kind of thought he would lose his virginity to Kairi or Riku (or either) if the filler wants to.
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- Part 1 of My Cosmos is Mine
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Their bodies had been joined once before in the skies of Sanbreque, yet it was clear that it had not been enough. As Joshua pressed him into the mattress, mouth unsatisfied until it knew every inch of his brother's scarred flesh, Clive could have sworn he heard Ifrit crooning with delight, seeking the other half of its flame. Their union felt not like an aberration but absolution.
Or: an exploration of the brothers through five (+one) senses. Five times Joshua reached out for Clive... and the one time that Clive reached out first.
For the Naughty Secret Santa 2024 event in the Twin Flames server
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Noctis missed the bashful creature that had taken him stargazing when they were small boys, or blushed when Noctis held his hand, oblivious in his innocence, and told him how beautiful his music was.
Hearing the music made him feel as though he could feel the velvet of the piano bench, the weight of Ignis's body pressed against him as he swayed in time to the music. He was a prince, and betrothed at that; that was all that he would ever have of Ignis, no matter how much more his traitorous heart wanted.
These were pleasant reminders... good memories.
Day #6: Music
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- Part 6 of XVtober 2024
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He kept to the shadows as he crept from his room and down the hall, following the music that, he was coming to realize, was actually a voice. It was a man's voice, rich and carrying the melody as though it were an instrument all its own. Noctis had a hard time discerning the words that the man sang, or if it was even comprised of legitimate words at all. Though the tune sounded jaunty, it carried a bitter aftertaste that made Noctis, inexplicably, want to cry.
Come to me, it seemed to say. A soft whisper, rather than a demand. A wavering voice, a hand outstretched in invitation. Noctis longed to reach out and touch it, the unspoken Something promised by the man who wove his voice in the winds.
Day #5: Dreams
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- Part 5 of XVtober 2024
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In hindsight, Ardyn mused, guilt was a taste one acquired with enough patience... and he had enough patience to last him another eternity.
As he watched Noctis wave off his retinue and wander to the gas station a few meters away, Arydn couldn't help but sigh with delight. The guilt of the naïve was an exceptionally rare treat, a fine wine best enjoyed when given time to develop its complex flavors.
Oh, yes. The king's guilt would be sublime.
Day #4: Differences
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- Part 4 of XVtober 2024
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Fills for the Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme. Because I can't ever do things simply, the plots tie into one another. You can read them independently, but some references may not make as much sense out of context.
Sora desperately tries to gain a sense of control through sex, and ends up making everything worse. Look forward to themes of pseudo-religious guilt, sexual maturation, underage sex, and eventually abuse. I'll update this summary as I finish the fills. Heed the tags. Sora's here to get worse, not to be healed through the power of orgasms.
Don't stare at my soul, I swear it is fine
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A collection of works written for XVtober 2024. I challenged myself to write a fic within a day, though worked on it well past the assigned days (thank you, hurricanes…). The focus was on embracing shorter creative bursts rather than being paralyzed by perfectionism. ✌🏻
Enjoy, and mind the tags. Official prompt list can be found here: https://x.com/He6o/status/1837174410903703856
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A collection of stories about teenage Clive and his spiraling mental health. Bereft of parental affection, he naturally finds the worst ways to fill the aching chasm.
TW for underage (and under-discussed) sex, self-injury, fraternal incest, and eating disorders. Mind the tags.
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Memory, I realize, can be an unreliable thing; often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers, and no doubt this applies to certain of the recollections I have gathered here.
-Etsuko, A Pale View of Hills by Kazuo Ishiguro
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19 Jan 2026
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He hasn’t mentioned it yet. He’s not sure if he will mention it, actually. Before he disappeared, Riku said there would be enough residual light from their link to protect him from his Quadratum memories.
He was wrong.
Sora, plagued by broken memories of a distant reality, needs to find Riku to restore their link before he runs out of time. But the bond between them is more cosmic than either of them could have imagined. And Sora isn't the only one searching for it.
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- Part 3 of infinitum aurora
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19 Jan 2026
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“I think your heart will always be the same–-memories or not. Nothing can take that away. You’ll always end up being Sora.”
“You say some weird stuff sometimes,” Sora tells him earnestly. “I think that was supposed to be heartfelt, right?”
Riku’s responding smile is gentle and distant. “Yeah. It was.”
Four years after Sora tries to build a life without his memories, a guy with a painfully familiar smile orders a gin and tonic.
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- Part 1 of infinitum aurora
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19 Jan 2026
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In one dream, it is the darkest night before the dawn. In another, the sun has yet to set. Dawn calls for aid, lying behind her broken heart. Night or day, it’s all the same sky.
Or, when an unfamiliar dream-eater asks for a favor, Sora can hardly say no.
(KH/FFXV crossover based largely in Eos. Expect fluff and angst in equal measures, low-key established relationships, lots of speculation on the mechanics of magic, and too many fan-theories to count. This is not your parents’ fix-it fic.)
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19 Jan 2026
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He was thinking of how he wouldn’t really mind sitting in class at the moment. Not if it meant the occasional brush of a warm, tanned elbow against his, a quirk of lips followed by you have a pencil I can borrow? Riku had lost three pencils, two pens, and a cheap calculator by now, but he didn’t mind.
He didn’t mind lingering as long as he could, methodically placing everything into his bag one by one, just to have a reason to talk a little more. Or pretending to be distracted with his phone, acting as if he had a hundred notifications he could be responding to, as if he had the whole world at his beck and call, just to show he was someone to be wanted, someone to make you stop and stare and think, you’re special.
He’d tuck his hair behind his ear, or ‘forget’ his glasses every time he had that lecture, because he thought maybe he looked better without them, even if 30 minutes into the class a dull, pounding headache thumped at his temples and behind his eyes, thump-thump-thump, matching the melodious rhythm in his heart. And he swore it could be heard by the whole classroom, the sound sweeping into a symphony that said look at me.
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11 Jan 2026