atomichymn
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closer, baby by atomichymn
Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games)
07 Feb 2026
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But the sun has barely set, and Ryunosuke knows that Kazuma could do more, is capable of so much more. So when he sees the rhythm of his hips go restless and erratic, he reaches out, anchoring Kazuma’s waist with both hands. He digs his fingers into the soft flesh, persuading him to a quiet stop.
Kazuma seems to understand now, how Ryunosuke intends to play with him, this little game between them. Groans quietly when Ryunosuke kisses him between his brows, pulling the cushion away from his thighs.
"Not yet.”
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at your worst by atomichymn
Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games)
23 Jan 2026
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It can’t be this, Ryunosuke thinks, when Kazuma congratulates him after, thumps him boyishly between the shoulder blades. The dumb, charming grin on his face when he suggests that they head out for lunch—his treat, of course. Can’t be this, no, when Kazuma had been so hot on his trail, a half-mark or so in their separation; had done so without staying past midnight, with only a cursory skim of his notes. Had kept himself cool and maintained under exam conditions, whilst sweat dripped from the tip of Ryunosuke’s nose and splashed on the paper as he frantically scratched his thesis, smearing the ends of his sentences.
But when their lunch is reduced to its dredges and they’re fishing around for the last bits of meat in the broth, Kazuma’s still on it. Lays on the praise a little thick, face suspended in this forced brightness. Ryunosuke smiles along, tries to shrug it off—even tries to deflect onto Kazuma’s own achievements and efforts, but it’s still there. The saccharinity in his voice, clinging like an aging stain.
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interrupted signal by atomichymn
Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games)
17 Jan 2026
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“I don’t recall assigning you this,” Barok murmurs, steely. Kazuma can’t bear himself to look up at him, opting to stare straight ahead and letting his eyes focus anywhere but the man standing next to him. He muffles the telephone deeper and deeper into his chest, certain that Ryunosuke must be able to hear the meteoric race of his heart.
When Kazuma doesn’t immediately respond, Barok prompts: “Answer me, Asogi. My instructions to you today were crystal clear—which part of it did you interpret to mean using work equipment to masturbate with your friend?”