7 Works by em_is_bread
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He should’ve turned away from Flux that day. Should’ve pretended he didn’t notice the unnatural far-away gleam of armour from across the fields of Westhelm. Should've ignored that message amongst the sea of many (Fluixon whispers to you: "I know you can see me"). Should’ve known after hearing about his escape to Yggdrasil, that nothing good could come now that they both stood on the same burnt soil of this island.
He should've known.
And yet, Saps went to Flux. Like a moth to a flame. Like a bee to a flower. Like a man going home.
OR: Before the colosseum, before the Battle of Infernus started, before the Conspiracy had even climbed up the volcano, Saparata and Fluixon exchange a few words with one another.
And maybe, a few more other things.
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“Would you like me to continue or do you get it now?” She raises a defiant eyebrow at him.
“So what?" He scoffs incredulously. "You want me to seduce this piece of trash? Is that what this is?”
Chief Chun smiles at him guilelessly.
“What I want is for you to make him so obsessed with you, that he never wants you to ever leave his side. Ever. Again.”
Hyunsoo laughs.
This fucking bitch.
OR: In which Hyunsoo gains a unique kind of reputation in the underworld, and a unique set of skills for espionage (for a guy, at least, some very particular people would say).
After all, nobody in the Golden Cranes would ever suspect that the pretty boytoy hanging onto their boss' arm is an undercover cop.
Enter Han Jaeho.
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a short poem i wrote after i first watched Doomsday.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 207
- Chapters:
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- Kudos:
- 5
- Hits:
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“I…You didn't really think I’d just…leave Crowley forever, would you?” Aziraphale tries to laugh, but Maggie only stares at him, face gaunt and haunted and crumpling–and oh. Oh dear, she’s crying now. Dread settles itself back home in the pit of Aziraphale's stomach.
“My dear. Please, tell me. Has something happened to Crowley?”
A gasping sob rips out her throat and stabs Aziraphale right in the heart. He does the short journey of closing the menial distance between them.
“Oh. Oh, Mr. Fell.” Maggie forces out in choppy words and breathy exhales. He grabs both of her plump cheeks, wrapping her face in a warm cocoon of soft hands. “He won't wake up.”
“What?” Aziraphale breathes out. Because she must not mean what he thinks she means. She cannot be. Crowley–he’s slept for centuries at times, but that’s just what he did. He slept. A light sleeper in that matter. Just a few shakes on his lithe frame would be enough to rouse him from his slumber. That doesn’t mean–
“He won’t wake up.”
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and I hope when the end comes around (we'll be old enough to spend it in a house that we found) by em_is_bread
Fandoms: 지금 우리 학교는 | All of Us Are Dead (TV)
25 Feb 2022
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Su-Hyeok releases a shaky exhale.
The bastard smirks at him and says:
“Who’s flustered, now?”
Cheong-San giggles at his wide-eyed slack-jawed stare. Slowly, Su-Hyeok’s expression melts into a fond smile for the boy in front of him.
OR: achilleans cuddling for comfort and talking about the future.
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and this is only the beginning (soon they’ll tell us there’s no hope) by em_is_bread
Fandoms: 지금 우리 학교는 | All of Us Are Dead (TV)
22 Feb 2022
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Nam-Ra stares in front of her, desperately trying to avoid looking at On-Jo’s adorable actions while sitting upright, which consists of yawning like a cute cat and rubbing her eyes with a small fist and a barely-noticeable pout.
“Good morning,” Nam-Ra hears beside her. She looks at On-Jo again who is giving her a soft (shy?) smile.
“Good morning,” Nam-Ra replies.
There is silence as they stare at each other.
Nam-Ra stares in front of her again, fiddling with the cuffs of her uniform.
OR: a sapphic comforting a fellow sapphic after sapphics being adorable in the morning.
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we'll have to find new ways to cope (with knowing there's no going back) by em_is_bread
Fandoms: 지금 우리 학교는 | All of Us Are Dead (TV)
13 Feb 2022
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“A secret?” Cheong-San says, feigning nonchalance.
“Yeah, like, have you and On-Jo had sex yet?” Dae-Su snickers.
“Yah!” Cheong-San throws Nam-Ra’s lighter at him, hitting Dae-Su right on the nose.
“Aish, that’s gross, Dae-Su!” Hyo-Ryeong exclaims, saying what’s on everybody’s mind simultaneously.
Dae-Su, who was starting to laugh out loud, stops to rub his nose.
“Aish, I was only joking,” he pouts.
OR: gays admitting to fake dating their gay best friend to hide the fact that they're gay during the zombie apocalypse.
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