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He realizes his mistake almost instantly when his back finds the wall far too quickly. There’s almost nothing of space in this little broom closet, and his eyes widen when she almost steps on his boots in order to fit with him, and finally registers what she’s said. “Wait, hold on—”
“Shush!” She closes the door on the two of them, casting them into the dark. “No time!”
Ironic.
His hands find her hips, trying his best not to hurt her as he keeps a firm grip on her, but of course she continues to shift, stepping closer, pressing herself from foot to chest into him. He whispers into her ear, “Stop. Stop moving. Please.”
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(Stuck in a closet trope!)Series
- Part 1 of out of the closet
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14 Jul 2025
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After she accidentally trips into Adrien and apologizes about "falling for him," Marinette learns that he's no match for cheesy pick-up lines--whether they were unintended or not. And while she finds it flattering that he turns into a flustered mess with only a few words, Marinette comes to regret making him uncomfortable. That is, until she learns he's Chat Noir. At which point the phrase "just deserts" becomes a permanent fixture in her everyday plans.
A story in which Adrien is flustered, Marinette is smooth as glass at dropping lines, and Chat Noir gets the romance he was always asking for--even if he doesn't quite know how to handle it.
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07 Jul 2025
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[Reaction fic]
It had been around a month since Odysseus' return to Ithaca. Things were almost perfect.
Almost.
Odysseus still refused to say much about his journey. This was not a problem. Penelope and Telemachus were more than willing to wait until he was ready to talk.
However, one morning, during what was supposed to be an ordinary breakfast, the little family, along with Athena and Ctimene were transported into a strange room. Here, they were told that they were going to witness events of the past : Odysseus' journey.
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23 Jun 2025
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Fyodor is eight, when he meets Dazai. He’s at a chess tournament and Dazai is the only one who has made it worth it. Made it interesting. He’s the only one who is playing at the same level as Fyodor. Fyodor loves chess but he hasn’t felt challenged in what seems like a long time. Not until Dazai, that is.
They’re in the final game. Dazai and Fyodor are two children lost in a world that has nothing to do with anyone but them. Dazai has one of his eyes covered with a bandage. His hair is almost but exactly not the same color as Fyodor’s. He plays aggressively and recklessly and so carefully measured Fyodor feels it all the way to his toes, swinging in their too tight shoes, unable to touch the ground.
They draw.
“I’m Dazai.” Dazai says afterward. Like Fyodor, English is slightly stilted on Dazai’s tongue, rounded awkwardly around different syllables than it should be.
“I’m Fyodor.” Fyodor responds. Dazai mouths Fyodor’s name to himself. “It’s Russian.” Fyodor explains quietly, used to other children not being able to say his name, teasing him.
“Fyodor.” Dazai repeats. “You’re good at chess.” He adds bluntly.
Fyodor feels something stronger than happiness, quiet and content, low in his soul.
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18 Jun 2025
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He doesn’t want dominance over the world—he only wants Fukuzawa’s devotion, raw and unyielding.
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16 Jun 2025