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Someone is lurking here, and they don’t want to be seen, he thought. He closed his eyes and reached out with his inner fire, sensing for other heat sources and…there, in the corner. He opened his eyes, only to recoil from shock. Uncle stiffened beside him, having followed his gaze to their unexpected visitor.
“Hello, Zuzu,” Azula crooned.
or; Zuko meets some old faces after the whole situation at the North Pole. someone please give him a break
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- Part 5 of broken hearts and dreams
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He shook himself, closing his mouth. He opened his mouth again to order, but what came out instead was-
“Are you human?”
Both their eyes widened simultaneously, the barista’s in shock and Jisung’s in mortification. Jisung clapped a hand over his mouth as heat flooded his cheeks.
What the actual fuck, Han Jisung?
or; Jisung is gay and whipped for Felix, and also a dumbass
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Jisung must have felt Minho’s gaze on him, because he looked around, eyes scanning the crowd until they finally landed on Minho. He seemed to light up, and Minho’s pathetic heart skipped a beat.
It was just a moment—a second or two—but it stretched, soft and unbroken. The noise around them fell away, the chaos of the event blurring into the background. They held each other’s gaze, the two of them sharing a quiet moment in the middle of the noise.
or; minho and jisung share a soft smile across a crowded room
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i’m fine, I swear (but maybe hug me a little tighter) by mosslogi
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
22 Nov 2024
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Izuku is tired, so tired, and he can’t really pretend anymore. He just wants someone to be there, hug him, and tell him everything will be okay.
or; i make izuku suffer emotionally for 4k words
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a series of letters that ozai’s angels wrote to each other pre-“return to omashu”
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- Part 4 of broken hearts and dreams
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broken hearts and dreams by mosslogi
Fandom Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
20 Nov 2025
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Ash grey hair framed artfully around his face, sharp eyes and cheekbones and a full mouth; the stranger looks like an idol if Chan ever saw one. Or a fuckin’ angel sent from up high.
Then he says in a clementine-sweet lilt, “Lee Minho, ’98. If I was your sleep paralysis demon and attacked you in the middle of the night, how would you react?”
Chan blinks. “What.”
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Despite feeling like he already knows the answer, Rover hears himself ask, his voice barely audible over the quiet, tinged with hurt. “...All alone?” Were you enduring this all alone?
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24 Jan 2026
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She was found on the shoreline after a storm, silent and strange, speaking in a language no one knew. Brant didn’t believe her story, but he didn’t need to because mystery fills seats just as well as truth. What he didn’t expect was the way her voice could stop breath, hush the sea, and make the world hold still.
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He’s messy. Any relationship with him would be messy, and Jiyan doesn’t have room in his life for that right now, no matter how much he’s grown to reluctantly appreciate his company.
Still, though. If Jiyan’s eyes flick distractedly to Geshu Lin’s mouth on occasion in the weeks following their spat, nobody can fault him for it.
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Jiyan’s just trying to get through his medical residency without incident.
It’s just too bad that his roommate’s very attractive. And that he’s got some really interesting piercings.
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Let Me Be Your Past So You Can Be My Future by ViolentValerian
Fandoms: 鸣潮 | Wuthering Waves (Video Game)
06 Dec 2025
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Twenty years.
Twenty damn years and Rover hadn’t changed one bit - aside from the memory loss. But Luuk is more than happy to remind him of all the things they shared in the golden days past…
“But you said we weren’t friends,” Rover now said without looking at Luuk.
“No,” Luuk whispered, feeling every single of his senses vibrate in response to Rover. His skin baked in his warmth that he was close enough to feel. His nostrils flared to take in his scent that was not familiar, not the old bite of disinfectant, latex gloves, and chemicals. His eyes were glued to the outline of his profile. And his tongue smacked against his palate when it recalled the familiar taste - always coffee. Rover had drunk more coffee than anyone else he knew, himself included, and that was an impressive but also concerning record.
Luuk waited until he could see the glimmer of gold, Rover’s irises darting to him, then he finally willed his lips to form the words like a sculptor carved marble:
“We were more.”