8 Bookmarks by AnonZeph
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Leafing Through The Pages, I Found You by YunaYamiMouto
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
07 Jul 2024
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An Ability traps the ADA certain PM members in an illusion that shows them Dazai's life, before and as he became the man they know today.
Series
- Part 1 of Life Is A Book Of Endless Pages
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 300,524
- Chapters:
- 31/31
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- 5,246
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Bookmarked by AnonZeph
01 Jun 2025
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"Royal Flush, loser."
The tone of the Gambling Overlord's purring voice reverberated through Angel Dust like a bolt of electricity. He felt the smoky red chain loosen around his neck, until a much heavier, much more intricate golden chain clamped around it once more. Angel was free from Valentino. But his new Overlord seemed twice as terrifying.
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An Overlord Husk AU! Val gets too cocky whilst playing against Husk, and bets Angel's soul to make it more interesting. Of course, he loses, and now Angel needs to adjust to his new master, and the new ~feelings~ that have come along with him. Trigger warnings in the first couple of chapters for Valentino - after all, he is in Hell for a reason!
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 35,038
- Chapters:
- 19/19
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- 2
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- 804
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Bookmarked by AnonZeph
12 Apr 2024
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Personal Remarks:
I AM MAKING THIS TEMPORARY BOOKMARK AT THE START OF CHAPTER 17. I AM TOO TENSE. I AM SCARED. HUSKER DONT DO THIS OH MY GOD
EDIT: HUSKER GAMBLING DEMON. I AM SO FUCKING GRATEFUL FOR YOU BUT OH MY GOD. I HATE YOU SO MUCH- BRO.. DONT MAKE ME CRY LIKE THIS OH MY GOD.
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Notable Quotes:“I don’t care!” Husker screamed this time. Angel stopped in his tracks. The Overlord sucked in a deep, heavy breath. “I don’t care that I lost it all. I couldn’t give two flying fucks about that shit. You wanna know how I feel? I’ll fuckin’ tell you. All I care about is—” A guttural hum left Husker’s throat, as if he was hesitant to say his next words. But he needed to. Because if he didn’t, everything he’d risked will have been pointless – and then, he really would be an idiot. “All I care about is you. Only you. Nothing else. No one else.”
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100/10 My god. With the amount of bold and italic tags in that quote... It's bound to be a favorite.
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My Nymphs Are Like My Daughters, I Protect Them At All Cost by purplecarnations (rebel_summersea)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
05 Apr 2024
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There's a silent code between the Nymphs of Circe’s.
If a client is disrespectful, insists you must serve them, or simply just cannot take ‘no’ for a goddamn answer— you will need to excuse yourself and approach the barkeep.
Now, there are three ways you ask him for help.
Four, if the jerk is really fucking aggravating.
One, an angel shot, neat. That means you need company, the barkeep would let you hang out in his bar until the fuckhead leaves.
Two, an angel shot on the rocks means you need him as an escort. He will not complain, he'll lead you to the backroom through his secret door.
Third, an angel shot with a lime means you need his help to take the fucker out of Circe’s.and if that fucker keeps harassing more than just you, you tell him the fourth—
”Angel Dust, please, Mr. Husk."
You did not need to tell him twice.
That fuck face would have an angelic steel embedded on his forehead before you can even finish.
Bookmarked by AnonZeph
06 Apr 2024
Bookmarker's Notes
Personal Remarks:
I LOVE THIS CONCEPT SO MUCH. Like, I already love Overlord Angel Dust but the fact they made it like Circe too... It's so awesome.
God, love when Greek Myths creep into my other fandoms.
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Just as you turn around, the bartender leaning forward to watch the show, your Overlord, your Queen—
The Owner of Circe is digging his boot on one of the fuckers neck, a pair of his lower arms strangling the other two. On his right upper hand is an angelic tommy gun, pointed at the dickhead on the ground, the upper left pulling the white silks—
Oh, did the fact about silk chains got unmentioned? That's too bad, because Overlord Angel Dust actually uses one on the unfortunate soul who dares to sully his Nymphs.
For Satan's sake, he's a jumping spider, he pounces on his prey.
You don't wanna know where (or whom, though you have a fucking guess) he uses those chains outside of that.
You side-eyed the bartender, and yep— bowtie undone, tail swatting behind the bar, pupils dilated.
You roll your eyes. Fucking hornballs.
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10/10 WOULD READ AGAIN
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Husk is a master gambler, and addicted to the game - the higher the stakes, the better.
Angel Dust is a famous porn star bound by a contract to his employer.
When Husk wins Angel Dust in a game of poker, he is not sure what to do with his new arm candy. Especially when it starts to look like both of them will only feed on each other's worst sides - Husk's hunger for the thrill of the gamble and power, Angel's addiction to drugs and sex.
The two of them start spiraling, both into their respective vices, but also in love with each other.
But what kind of love is addict's love, really? Can it evolve into a healthy mutual caring - especially when neither of them is willing to give up their first and most important love, the addiction?
And which one will crash and burn first?
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- English
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Bookmarked by AnonZeph
01 Apr 2024
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Personal Remarks:
The Author is a sick son of a gun. I loved this and hated it at the same time. Which means it was wonderfully done. Thank you for this- experience. 😭
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Notable Quotes:In the morning he woke up before Angel, snuck out of the bed and got dressed. Only after he had walked out of the room and closed the door in his wake, he closed his fist and focused. A moment later, he straightened his fingers and looked at a golden ring on his palm.
Red heart on the top, because when you love someone, you leave your heart open for wounds. A diamond on the bottom, to pray that nobody would ever need to see how cold and jaded he was. A clover for good luck.
“And a spade,” he whispered to himself as he headed out, slipping the ring to his chest pocket, “to symbolise how far I would have gone for you.”
As far as it would have taken to keep you happy.
Or, in the absence of it…
… as safe as one can be in Hell.
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100/10 I loved this so much. I cried. That's not saying much because I'm a fucking sob-fest but oh my god. I loved this so much.
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A sigh heaves out of Lance’s mouth and he props his elbows onto the counter before dropping his forehead into his hands. “Romelle. Bartender. We’ve been on the same shift for over a year.”
The bartender doesn’t say anything, contemplating. “Oh, she quit.”
“She quit?” Lance repeats, peeling his head from his hands and squinting at the bartender.
Now that they’re closer, Lance can see that there’s a faint scar on the bartender’s otherwise unmarred face, running from his jawline to the right side of his nose. His eyes are, like, forty different colors and Lance cannot tell for the life of him which one takes the lead, so he decides on a blackish-purple. They hide behind thick lashes and offer a no-nonsense look. “Yup. Quit two weeks ago. Don’t you work here? Why are you sitting at my bar?”
or, lance works at the san antonio riverwalk margaritaville as a waiter. during a horrible shift, he sits down at the bar expecting romelle, only to find she’s quit and someone new and beautiful has taken her place.
Bookmarked by AnonZeph
10 Mar 2024
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Personal Remarks:
IMMEDIATE BOOKMARK. THIS IS SO GOOD SOUL <33
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Notable Quotes:“How is that my fault?” Keith half-shouts back, raking his hair back again.
He’s…. really cute when his hair is wet. That’s upsetting. Keith isn’t allowed to be beautiful when he’s pissing Lance off.
“Because you checked the weather!” They go back and back and back, too caught up to notice where Keith’s heel rests. “And you didn’t see that it was going to rain! Which makes it your fault!”
“Maybe you should have checked the weather if you—oh, shit shit shit , Lance—”
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CHECK THIS SHIT OUT! HIGHLY SUPER RECOMMEND <3
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"Another day, another fucking bit closer to death."
Keith Kogane really could not give a shit about this café. Although he 𝘪𝘴 the manager, he has better things to do, being the prioritized gay he is. Like...obsessing over the cute brunette who just walked in.
Hold on...𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
This is either gonna end in a disaster or in marriage.
Only one way to find out.
Bookmarked by AnonZeph
06 Mar 2024
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Personal Remarks:
GODDAMN. This is like how I totally see them in my head in a Modern AU.. holy shit.
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Notable Quotes:"I'm not cute, and I don't need your pity. Fuck off."
The boy's eyes widen, and Keith realizes belatedly, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱-
But then the boy smiles kindly, eyes crinkling and cheeks dimpling as he laughs softly, not teasing, but just...𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺.
"You're a feisty one, aren't you? Good thing I happen to like a good challenge," he replies with a wink. Then, softer, "I'm not pitying you, though, I swear. I just wanted to hang out here instead of fifth wheeling 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 four," he sticks his tongue out and makes a face.
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RECOMMEND, VERY MUCH. I LOVE THIS??? -
Lance’s Perfect Plot To Getting His Hot Coworker To Go On A Date With Him by CheddarCat20
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
05 Mar 2024
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"Wanna make a bet?" Lance proposed.
Keith thought for a second. "I could be persuaded. What are your conditions." He leaned on the counter, examining Lance with those piercing eyes.Lance took a deep breath, remembering the rules he'd made up in the car as he sped down the street. "At the end of our shifts, we compare who got the most tips. You can pick what you want if you get more, but if I get more, you have to go on a date with me," Lance grinned, winking.
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Lance figures out how to get Keith to go on a date with him, and Keith realizes a lot of things about himself- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,515
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
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- 7
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- 142
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Bookmarked by AnonZeph
06 Mar 2024
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Personal Remarks:
Loving ‘Head Over Heels Lance’ to ‘Nonchalant Keith’ so badly. I need more of that.
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Notable Quotes:Lance turned down the shitty pop music blaring on his radio to talk to Keith. "Should we fake a proposal? That would turn heads."
"Knowing you it wouldn't be fake."
"You want me so bad it makes you look stupid."
"Why are you like this."
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WOULD DEFINITELY RECOMMEND! Funny & Cute. -
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"I find myself wondering, sweet reader, when exactly someone will take a shovel to the back of this racist statue's metal head and begin dismantling our university’s scandalous love affair with the most problematic donors they could possibly find. I’m looking at you, President Zarkon, kindly remove your hand from the Republican Party’s dick. This is a liberal arts college for God’s sake."
When Galra University's Tumblr page, meant for football game updates and pleads for attendees for club meetings, is plagued by a mysterious writer determined to eviscerate every toxic part of the college, Lance is intrigued. When he becomes a leading character in the anonymous letters, well, he gets a little more curious. Lance becomes determined to unveil the writer and find out a) what is his problem exactly and b) does he really think Lance's eyes are that blue?
A tale in which Lance is oblivious and pining for the hot nerd in the back of his Greek mythology class, Keith can wield a pen with deadly cruelty, and you, dear readers, suffer from the pains of dramatic irony.
Series
- Part 1 of The Dear Reader-Verse
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 80,982
- Chapters:
- 16/16
- Comments:
- 1,011
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Bookmarked by AnonZeph
08 Feb 2024
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Personal Remarks:
Did this come as a surprise? Not at all. I love this. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS. JUST FOR THE LITERARY SHIT IN THIS?? THE WRITER KEITH?? YES.--
Notable Quotes:EVERY SINGLE ONE OF KEITH'S POSTS. BUT MOST NOTABLY:
<@GU_DearReaders: to all of you terrible people that sent me links to this fanfic, I can’t wait to burn in hell with you. Unfortunately, I am plagued with a morbid curiosity, so welcome to the thread of me reading about myself in fanfic–
<@GU_DearReaders: already disappointed, I must admit I cannot actually physically throw a fully grown woman onto a bed with a single hand. Do I sound like I go to the GU gym?
<@GU_DearReaders: I am now saying the dialogue out loud, seeing how it sounds in my voice. It’s bad, folks, it’s really bad.
<@GU_DearReader: NO I WILL NOT ATTACH A VOICE MEMO OF ME SAYING IT FUCK YOU GUYS
<@GU_DearReader: another crippling plot twist, my dick is not actually ten inches long while flaccid.
<@GU_DearReader: Well, I’m fresh off reading something that gave me a different bicep size, different hair, different eyes, and, oh yeah, a different sexuality.
(And that was when, just a handful of miles away, in a college apartment, Lance dropped his phone on his face.)
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HIGHLY. HIGHLY. HIGHLY RECOMMEND. THAT'S WITH THREE HIGHLYS!!