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God Was Singing by Hum My Name (My_Kind_of_Crazy)
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
31 Jul 2025
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Dazai tilts his head, his gaze unnervingly intent. “And why do you care? Do you hate my music— or do you hate that I play it better than you?”
“What I hate,” Fyodor hisses, “is that you have disguised your arrogance as brilliance. You waste a gift that was made to be worshipped.”
Dazai’s expression shifts, his eyes gleaming with something that sends a shiver down Fyodor’s spine.
“And if I followed your words— played to please you, earn your favor,” he murmurs, stepping close enough to feel the warmth of his breath, “would you worship me, Fyodor?”
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Amadeus Fyozai AU, oh my! Fyodor and Dazai are rival composers in Vienna, and it gets way more intense than it has any right to.
Bookmarked by logarithmicfunction
23 Dec 2024
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Ryujin had asked if Sayeon had ever been on the field before and upon hearing her reply, had graciously taken the duty of educating her upon herself. In other words, she had socked Sayeon in the face to teach her how to take a punch.
The only thing that Sayeon recalls learning that day is that her glasses fracture when met with a fist and a split lip hurts like hell.
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damned if i do, damned if i don't by missiletoe for aseplant
Fandoms: Hand Jumper (Webcomic)
26 Oct 2024
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She digs her nails into the meat of her cheek, manhandles her into a better angle. She doesn’t pause in the face of Sayeon’s inexperience, doesn’t wait for her to catch up as she pushes her towards the brick of an abandoned building.
Can I use this? Sayeon wonders as her back slams against the wall.
Almost immediately, Ryujin pulls back like the thought’s electrocuted her. Like she’s been blessed with a second gift to read minds. Abhorrence doesn’t do her expression justice but routine has dulled the blade of it.
“You’re fucking sick,” she spits and Sayeon has no clue which one of them she’s addressing.
Bookmarked by logarithmicfunction
08 Jul 2025
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“I care a lot, you know?” she continues as she presses closer to Ryujin. The contact, once welcome and warm, makes Ryujin feel sick. “I’ve always wanted you to trust me. But after all this time, after everything, it still feels like—”
“You don’t give a fuck about me and you know it,” Ryujin spits out angrily, before she can stop herself. She pulls away to burn her eyes into Sayeon’s now hardened gaze. No surprise here, like she’d been expecting this. Ryujin’s nails dig into her palms. There goes her plans of a quiet night, thrown out the minute Sayeon tried to bend their limits.
or; at the end of the line, they are all they have.
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06 Jul 2025
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And Ryujin is her fucking Frankenstein at this point, with how many times Sayeon’s brought her reanimated corpse back to life.
Again and again. She scrapes bottom and then digs another two feet deeper and Sayeon’s sure she’ll pay the price for it later down the line but right now the thought of being alone swallows up her typical sturdy reasoning. (She’s cheating life and she knows you don’t get to make that bargain without losing something in the process.)
But it doesn’t matter. Again and again and again, she snaps her fingers and Ryujin opens her eyes. Blue washes over the world as Ryujin’s cells stitch themselves back together across time. Sayeon brings her back to life just to have her spit in her face and trample over her ideals and then wonders why she does it at all.
The alternative scares her more than the reality though she isn’t quite sure why. But she can’t lose Ryujin—she just can’t.
She’ll rewind time as many times as it takes.

