13 Works by minroll
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Sayeon's vision is dimming, losing colour, but the only thing she can focus on is how beautiful Ryujin looks right now, and how lovely it would be to die by her hands.
Or: Sayeon tries to solve the mystery of Ryujin's gift. Instead, she realizes she likes the way Ryujin punches her.
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“Are you stupid? I’m not setting your fucking nose.”
“Ryujin,” Sayeon hisses, curling her grip around Ryujin’s collar. “I’m Cell 4’s leader. I make the decisions, and you are supposed to listen to me.” She clenches her jaw, and her aura grows more stifling. “You either need to leave me and help them, or set my nose.”
“You’re fucking crazy,” Ryujin spits.
Or: Sometimes, Ryujin tends to Sayeon's wounds.
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Vertin reaches a hand out to Sonetto. In the darkness, it feels like the moonlight guiding her. “It’s now or never.”
Or: When summer comes, so do the storms. Amid the rain, Sonetto meets Vertin.
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Vertin looks beyond Sonetto, squinting at the light overhead. “Wait, am I dead?”
“No, you are in the library. Please get up.”
Or: Sonetto meets Vertin in the university library at 3 AM, but Vertin looks too familiar for this to be their first meeting.
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Sonetto finds Vertin at the wrong place and wrong time.
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“I am your knight, Your Highness,” Sonetto says. “Where you go, I will go, and where you stay, I will stay.”
Or: The five times Sonetto stops Vertin from running away, and the one time she doesn’t.
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In the aftermath of the Storm, Vertin hears everything. The rustle of clothing against the ground, the swaying of the trees and their leaves. The lonely wail of the wind and the lonelier quiet that follows. Silence that’s punctuated by the memory of something falling, something breaking into two.
Or: Sonetto and Vertin grapple with their own versions of grief.
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The sight of her face slices open Takina’s heart, bleeding red all over the blue of the aquarium. Glimmers of light and glassy reflections mix with the fishbowl blur of her vision. This has become—has always been—a person she cares for. Her best friend. No one other than Chisato.
Or: Takina and Chisato need to chase down a mischievous cat to fix their broken AC unit. In the thick of the summer, Takina finds that her feelings for Chisato go deeper than words could ever reach.
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Mumei closes her mouth, interrupting herself and reaching for Kronii’s hand again. She takes her pinky in Kronii’s own, curling it in the reassurance of a promise. “I, Nanashi Mumei, swear that I won’t forget you or anyone else this time! And that I’ll be your bestest friend, of course.”
Or: One of Kronii and Mumei's first meetings.
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Gura gets a visit from someone special.
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Gura notices—she always does. This is Amelia, after all. Amelia who goes quiet sometimes, whose laughter makes her heart ache unbearably, who taught her that tenderness was in the hands. The same Amelia who’s been by her side since day one, unwavering like a mountain.
Or: Amelia and Gura have known each other since childhood. Somewhere along the way, they fall in love.
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Beside her, giggles ring out. Amelia’s face is lit up in joy, eyes crinkled and toothy grin, an expression far gentler than Gura had expected from the detective.
The word that she was looking for earlier makes itself known: cute.
Or: Amelia and Gura go treasure hunting. Something's not right, but Gura chooses not to linger on it.
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Kiara’s still looking at her. Slowly, a smirk crosses her lips. “I don’t believe a single word you say,” Kiara says, pointing an accusing finger to Calliope’s chest. “You show me a lot of emotions whenever we’re together! I know you like playing the ‘hard-to-get’ personality, but deep down you’re secretly happy, aren’t you?” Kiara has a shit-eating grin on her face right now and if Calliope was in the right state of mind, she would’ve pushed the Phoenix off the cliff.
Calliope and Kiara side by side, and always will be. A snippet from one of their many conversations over the years.