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He hasn’t slept. He can only see Dae-ho, he can only think of Yong-sik saying he just fell to the ground.
It was Dae-ho’s fault.
His chest is a churning mass of rage and grief and shame and hate. It pulls at his senses, he doesn’t know anything except—it was Dae-ho’s fault.
His wrist hurts. The handcuff is digging into his skin.
It was Dae-ho’s fault.
His eyes are getting dry, watching the shapeless lump of Dae-ho selfishly living, breathing, where so many others died.
He doesn’t know if he is blinking.
It was Dae-ho’s fault.
He cannot even think their names, all those people who died. He has tried to hard to help, he has tried to hard to end this, but no one will listen to him, no one will help him, no one will do what they need to do.
It was Dae-ho’s fault.
The lights come on and he blinks. His eyes hurt. His legs hurt. His head hurts.
It was Dae-ho’s fault.
a.k.a. the season 3 fixit starting from midway through episode 1. different deaths, different plots, different survivors (inho and gihun are both surviving, this is an inhun fic)
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- Part 1 of Fix-it Postcanon
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03 Oct 2025
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Friends invite Gi-hun to their get-together party and encourage him to bring his partner with him. Gi-hun panics and promises to come with his boyfriend. Needless to say, he doesn't have one. He's sure he'll end up suffering the torture of “how do I explain to everyone that my boyfriend is just really busy at work and can't come if there really is no boyfriend at all and I obviously look stupid trying to pretend there is” at dinner, however, when he arrives he finds out that he does, in fact, have a boyfriend. Well, maybe it's only the second time he sees this man, but who counts?
Or: Gi-hun accidentally tells a stranger at a bar that he lied to his friends about the existence of his boyfriend. In-ho can't resist taking this chance to get close to the man who won his attention at first sight. Everything goes according to plan.
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22 Sep 2025
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“Your rut should hit before the games end, yes?” Il-nam chirps, like it’s an entirely acceptable thing to ask, and In-ho clenches his jaw.
Stiffly, obediently, he answers, “Yes, sir. It won’t interfere with my performance.”
The old Alpha leans in, devious intent glittering behind the mask. “You should use 456.”
“Sir?”
“Really. I want you to have him. I picked him out for you. His scent is excellent, despite his background. And he’s very docile.”
“That’s very thoughtful, sir,” In-ho says, and tries to turn away, but the Host catches at his sleeve and emits a musty pulse of dominant pheromones, the frail old fingers shockingly strong.
"Tonight,” he says placidly. “He’ll die tomorrow, and I want those tapes.”
In-ho’s stomach turns. They’ve never intruded on his rut like this, on a moment of privacy this primal, this raw.
“I have,” he says, slightly raw around the edges, “Perhaps, a... more entertaining alternative.”-
The Host wants the Front Man to put on a show with Player 456. In-ho would rather eat glass, so he comes up with an alternative offer.
Player 218 will watch the coupling.
The VIPs will watch Player 218.
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09 Sep 2025
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He let himself fall.
Only to wake up again, in the burning hands of the one he should hate.
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06 Sep 2025
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Then, belatedly, the boy seemed to register him properly, and his expression shifted in real-time. From stunned to sheepish to horrified. His eyes widened, and colour bloomed in his cheeks in a way that made Tom’s mouth twitch with something dangerously close to amusement.
“I—I’m so sorry,” the young man stammered, scrambling to his feet, one glove torn and slick with snow. “I wasn’t looking—shit, I didn’t mean to—your drink, I’ll replace it—!”
He reached out instinctively, hand grasping Tom’s to steady himself as he stood. Tom let him.
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Necromancer Harry accidentally makes the Minister of Magic, Tom Riddle, fall in love with him by just being a complete and utter mess, extremely powerful magic-wise, and also, kind of (very) pretty.
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- Part 1 of Harry/Tom fics
- Part 2 of Consume me
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26 Aug 2025