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When he’d woken up and the battle was over, he was staring up at a bright sky, and Tetsujo’s face was swimming before him.
He’d blinked in disbelief at a gleaming sun unobscured by clouds, and his friend’s relieved smile, and when he remembers that feeling he thinks that maybe his life is painted with colour, for better or for worse.
Or - Dokuga's life in a series of colours, looking back over his past, and the future he and Tetsujo have built together.
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When Dokuga and Tetsujo get trapped in Kasukabe's mansion, they learn that a person can be haunted by more than just ghosts.
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"Now, if you’ll excuse my crude language—” Haru grins and her eyes flick to Tetsujo. “The only way to survive will be to fuck someone or get fucked by someone.” She turns to Kasukabe. “Dear, if you get a sample of his blood under a microscope, I’m sure I’ll be able to tell which it is.”
“Are you kidding me?” Dokuga gapes at her. “It’s that specific?”
“It’s that specific.”
Or - There's a sorcerer loose in Hole with a very particular kind of magic: if you get hit with their smoke then you have twenty-four hours to have sex, or you die.
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The memory of the compound washes over him. He remembers bullets raining over him, the smell of blood, the feeling of choking Todd to death, of finally being freed from that compound by Mr. White - and then, screaming down the road away, it turns black. And now he’s here.
Like the snake eating its own tail, the story of Jesse Pinkman and Walter White never seems to end itself. Post-Felina, the two find themselves returning to the fateful days just prior to their initial meeting two years ago, and struggle to find their footing after everything that happened has simply been washed away.
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Coalescence by Ryleebread
Fandoms: 光が死んだ夏 | Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu | The Summer Hikaru Died (Manga), 光が死んだ夏 | Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu | The Summer Hikaru Died (Anime)
30 Sep 2025
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With each muscle slowly relaxing to take in the length, Yoshiki could feel his own cock twitching incessantly. “Hikaru” seemed to have his whole body perfectly mapped, knowing exactly which spot would make his eyelids shutter and his fingers claw at the sheets below him. It didn’t take long for the pressure to build in his lower abdomen. Each thrust vibrated through his organs and shook the fluid pressing at the confines of his bladder. His whole body tensed when he became aware of his growing desperation. He felt a small spurt of pee spill just below his navel. The hot yellow fluid contrasted with his pale skin, forcing a shiver to crawl down his spine as his face contorted between pain and pleasure.
As his lidded eyes trailed across the body laid before him, “Hikaru” took note of this new wet collection. His movements slowed subtly as he let one hand graze across the flat stomach to reach this wetness. He thumbed at the sticky substance. It was hydrated and nearly clear, yet the smallest amount of precum clouded it. He glanced back up at Yoshiki and his fully flushed face. He spoke softly without judgement, “Yoshiki, is that pee?”