Spawn267
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The Spring In Your Steps by Spawn267
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
26 Jan 2023
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Natsuo has vanished. Fuyumi looks for him, but meets another white haired person instead, who may or may not help her find her brother.
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- Part 2 of The Forest
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Humans and Fae and Magic by Spawn267
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
12 Mar 2022
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Natsuo takes the shortcut home through the forest everybody talks about. He meets Tomura, and decides a normal life just isn't worth it anymore.
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- Part 1 of The Forest
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Fae AU My Hero Academia based on German songs from my childhood
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- 4,241
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- 2
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a cavity shaped like being held by anatomyofacynic
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
29 Jan 2026
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Chuuya hesitated, then slowly lowered himself, distributing his weight cautiously, like he was afraid of crushing Dazai by accident.
The pressure hit all at once. Dazai made a soft, startled sound he couldn’t stop, and his hands curled reflexively into Chuuya’s shirt.
“Oh,” he breathed, eyes squeezing shut. “Um—that’s—”
Chuuya tensed immediately. “Too much?”
“No,” Dazai said quickly, voice trembling. “Please don’t move.”
There is no memory of being held. There is only the present: a couch, too much quiet, and Chuuya trying, clumsily, not to make things worse. Dazai discovers the absence inside him has edges. Chuuya discovers he can’t ignore it.
or: touch, for dazai, has always meant violence, restraint, or pain. this is about the other kind—and the hollow it leaves behind once he notices it exists.
Whumpuary 2026 - Day twenty-nine - Touch starved, “I need help.”
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- Part 15 of Whumpuary 2026
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come find me when it’s over by anatomyofacynic for Distractedkitty
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
31 Jan 2026
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“What’s your problem?” Chuuya pressed. “You drink. You swallow whatever pills the Boss throws at you like candy. But one little joint and you’re acting like a grandma.”
Dazai’s smile froze.
“Chuuya,” Albatross said lightly, pushing himself up onto his elbows. “Maybe chill.”
“What? I’m just saying,” Chuuya said. He turned back to Dazai, annoyance lighting his cheeks. “You’re the one acting like I’m about to shoot up heroin in front of a kindergarten. It’s weed. You already do every other drug under the sun.”
The words hit harder than they should have. Maybe because they were true. Maybe because they weren’t, not in the way Chuuya thought. For a heartbeat, Dazai couldn’t hear the wind or the waves. Just the pounding in his own ears.
Every other drug. Like it was a hobby. Like it was something he did for fun.
“Chuuya doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Dazai said, voice flat.
or: Chuuya smokes for fun. Dazai takes drugs to die or because Mori tells him to. When a stupid joint on a hill turns into Dazai admitting the difference, Chuuya makes a new rule: if the Boss drugs you, you don’t go curl up alone. You come find me when it’s over.
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08 Feb 2026
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When Caleb brings Mollymauk back, it is not because he is in love, or because he is destroyed by guilt or grief. It is because Molly's death made it clear that these people are his family, and he has destroyed his family once, and he will not let this one be hurt again where he has a say in it.
The love follows.
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They’re barely 16 years old, cursed with anger and suffering and misery beyond their years. Why wouldn’t they grasp onto the one, single, lonely thing that seems to bring them some comfort?
Nakahara Chuuya is a workaholic, he’ll be the first to admit it. He pushes himself too hard and often returns home with only enough energy to drag himself from the front door to his bed.
Today is one of those days, except there is something in the way of his plans for sleep.It's been four years since he saw Dazai Osamu. And yet he isn't really surprised to find him in his bed.
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- Part 2 of soukoku scribbles
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Calendars are made to carry, in colored pen annotations, birthdays, anniversaries, and holidays. Hanging in the kitchen, they remind you when you have to take out the trash and make sure yo do not forget your dentist's appointment
For Chuuya and Dazai, calendars work sligthly different.
There's one, hanging in the bare wall down the hall, next to the storage room they rarely ever go into. It's a white perpetual calendar, minimalistic, made out of rough paper with nothing on it but the days and the months, simple as that. It has only a few days circled in jet black ink, and a name next to the date. There's no birthday written on it.Some tales about grief, about pain (a lot of it), about struggling and learning to do it together, about growing and most of all, about soukoku being as oblivious as someone can possibly be.
Or: The enticing story of how it took them 14 years to finally realize they had feelings for each other.
Featuring Chuuya, going through it, and Dazai, being stupid. Which means nothing new, really.- Words:
- 23,112
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