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Lyris has not rehearsed for this. He looks out into the garden. He says, when the silence has lingered too long, “I’m not here to dally, my lord.”
Sir Godric’s smile falls, and he seems to see Lyris for the first time. “No,” he says quietly. “I don’t think you are.”
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02 Jun 2026
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The Pacific Ocean gave up its dead on 21 March, the day after the equinox; the day after Waver Velvet came back from his holiday, the apparition turned up at his office doorstep. He didn't even recognize it.
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03 May 2026
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It was impossible to mistake the way he looked out from the paper, bored and slit-eyed, blank—God, how many times had I woken up and seen Izaya looking at me like that in the predawn dark, disdainful of our sticky limbs and thin sheets and thin-lipped as if he had not been one half of our sex. That look used to make me hate him.
It was only much later that I realized that my anger was exactly what Izaya had wanted. Because if, instead of fighting him or biting him or fucking him, I had at those moments touched him tenderly and asked him what was wrong, he would have broken like glass, and I am sure that he was terrified by that possibility as he was by little else.
Izaya disappears from Ikebukuro. A year and a half later, Shizuo finds him again.Bookmarked by Konse
05 Sep 2025
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Every conversation is an argument. Genji is ready to let Hanzo go. Zenyatta knows exactly what Hanzo is trying to do.
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30 Aug 2025
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He does not care for the observations: does not like being told what he already knows but does not want to admit out of self-perceived sense of honor.
"I do not need a master," he told the omnic once, caustic, beyond irritation.
Zenyatta tilted his head slightly, hands neatly in his lap. "No," he said, his voice ever-calm, near-toneless, "but I figure you would need a friend."
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30 Aug 2025