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11 Jan 2026
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Updated: 2026-01-11
Work/Series ID: 5621391Relationship Tags:
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A Friend You Can't Leave by wyrvel
Fandoms: 괴담에 떨어져도 출근을 해야 하는구나 - 백덕수 | Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story I Still Have to Go to Work - Baek Deoksoo
25 Feb 2025
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Locked Boxcar
:A ghost story featured in <Dark Exploration Records>
:Daydream Inc. identification code Qterw-D-512
A pair of black quartz die with gold leaf pips that will always roll pairs. Once rolled, everyone within 15 metres of the roll participates in the Challenge Game. For each person, a new challenge must be met.
It was meant to be an easy challenge. A quick pop in to a nearly-Twilight-class Darkness for a high-value reward. Kim Soleum did not anticipate Braun to be counted as a participant.
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04 Jan 2026
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A Friend You Can't Leave by wyrvel
Published: 2025-02-25
Work/Series ID: 63387322Relationship Tags:
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Locked Boxcar
:A ghost story featured in <Dark Exploration Records>
:Daydream Inc. identification code Qterw-D-512
A pair of black quartz die with gold leaf pips that will always roll pairs. Once rolled, everyone within 15 metres of the roll participates in the Challenge Game. For each person, a new challenge must be met.
It was meant to be an easy challenge. A quick pop in to a nearly-Twilight-class Darkness for a high-value reward. Kim Soleum did not anticipate Braun to be counted as a participant.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/01/04
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During his weeks at the cottage the only people Shane usually had to interact with were his parents, and it was always so—nice. Such a relief. To not have to be a person, for a couple of weeks. Or, at least, to not have to be the kind of person other people seemed to think that he was, or that a hockey player was, or that a hockey player had to be. It wasn’t just about pretending he was straight. Sometimes, despite doing his best to ignore the jabs, Shane was forced to confront the fact that he really did often feel like a robot, and that the cottage was—for lack of better phrasing—his recharge time. And now—now Ilya was here. And Shane knew how to kiss him, how to play against him, how to be fucked by him, but there was no rulebook for this.
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shane does not like change. he does not like shifts in the status quo. he also honestly doesn't really like when people are in his house.
however. shane does like ilya. maybe enough that none of that matters.
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29 Dec 2025
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as reliable as the sun by astrolesbian
Published: 2025-12-29
Work/Series ID: 76660211Relationship Tags:
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During his weeks at the cottage the only people Shane usually had to interact with were his parents, and it was always so—nice. Such a relief. To not have to be a person, for a couple of weeks. Or, at least, to not have to be the kind of person other people seemed to think that he was, or that a hockey player was, or that a hockey player had to be. It wasn’t just about pretending he was straight. Sometimes, despite doing his best to ignore the jabs, Shane was forced to confront the fact that he really did often feel like a robot, and that the cottage was—for lack of better phrasing—his recharge time. And now—now Ilya was here. And Shane knew how to kiss him, how to play against him, how to be fucked by him, but there was no rulebook for this.
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shane does not like change. he does not like shifts in the status quo. he also honestly doesn't really like when people are in his house.
however. shane does like ilya. maybe enough that none of that matters.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2025/12/29
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“It’s not pinching, is it?” Feixiao said. He felt her fingers hook between the straps and the bare skin of his thigh. “Moze, look here. See how there’s a little give?”
Moze rallied himself and looked down. Feixiao stared up at him, past the silicone cock jutting out from the harness. She tugged at the strap and said, “See?”
It was all Moze could do in that moment to maintain eye contact. Speech was well beyond him. He managed to nod.
Feixiao prepares a get-well-soon present for Jiaoqiu.
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26 Dec 2025
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Published: 2025-04-01
Work/Series ID: 64329136Relationship Tags:
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“It’s not pinching, is it?” Feixiao said. He felt her fingers hook between the straps and the bare skin of his thigh. “Moze, look here. See how there’s a little give?”
Moze rallied himself and looked down. Feixiao stared up at him, past the silicone cock jutting out from the harness. She tugged at the strap and said, “See?”
It was all Moze could do in that moment to maintain eye contact. Speech was well beyond him. He managed to nod.
Feixiao prepares a get-well-soon present for Jiaoqiu.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2025/12/26
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Held by the Name by Elanra for Crowmunculus
Fandoms: No. 6 - Asano Atsuko, No. 6 (Anime & Manga)
26 Dec 2025
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The body was supposed to acclimate to any constant it was exposed to. That was the promise, or the threat—Nezumi wasn’t sure which—threaded through every play and poem and back alley encounter he had known. Treat desire as an exploitable human weakness long enough, and eventually the act would become nothing more than an exchange, the hurt after would dull to a manageable ache, even if you were the sort who learned to go numb rather than burn in its wake. That was the math he had learned, and it was supposed to make everything easier. It was supposed to make none of it matter.
He had been wrong.
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26 Dec 2025
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Published: 2025-12-26
Work/Series ID: 76163791Relationship Tags:
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The body was supposed to acclimate to any constant it was exposed to. That was the promise, or the threat—Nezumi wasn’t sure which—threaded through every play and poem and back alley encounter he had known. Treat desire as an exploitable human weakness long enough, and eventually the act would become nothing more than an exchange, the hurt after would dull to a manageable ache, even if you were the sort who learned to go numb rather than burn in its wake. That was the math he had learned, and it was supposed to make everything easier. It was supposed to make none of it matter.
He had been wrong.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2025/12/26