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When they’d brought him into the room, he’d outright spun the first two cops in circles with his clipped and snarky answers. They were bound to bring Tim at some point.
And they did. Eventually, they brought in…
…the exact opposite of what he’d expected.
He’d guessed he’d be fresh blood, but he couldn’t have been much older than Jason himself.
In fact, he was definitely younger. Small, dark bangs and bright, intelligent blue eyes.
Jason was smirking already, watching him seat himself across from him.
“You always bring in that many cops for a petty crime?” Jason arched an eyebrow, lips curved as he watched Tim with all the same intent as a predator inspecting its prey. In the dim light, his green eyes glinted when they met the other’s. “I’m starting to feel special.”
This was gonna be too easy.
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A Prohibition Era/1920s AU featuring Mobster Bigshot Jason Todd as he goes toe to toe with the brightest and boldest detective in Gotham.
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“Cutie~” Saeyoung cooed again, that high-pitched voice he always used in situations like this.
Except, Yoosung was a different set of rules than anything else he’d ever encountered. This wasn’t some kind of weird role he needed to play in order to get what he wanted so much as it was a mutual dance between two boys that wanted each other so badly, the fun stuff was extra fun.
And that was dangerous territory for 707. Far more dangerous for Saeyoung, whose heart had always been a little too vulnerable, and he especially felt weak seeing Yoosung already breathing unevenly at being touched so very little so far.
“I can be more than just cute, y’know.” Yoosung protested with the most adorable pout he’d ever seen on a boy already far too cute for his own good, further heightening Saeyoung’s point.
“Oh yeah?” He asked in retaliation, a hint of challenge lacing his tone. He even giggled a little. “What else are you capable of, oh mighty Yoosung~?”
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Self indulgent erotica of 707 making himself look pretty and bottoming like a champion.
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That wasn’t what caught Jayce, making him turn his head backwards to glance at the owner of the voice like smoke and fire, with, he now realised, amber eyes to match.
It was the sheer, brazen confidence with which he answered.
It was the way he somewhat absently twirled his hair between his fingers as he spoke aloud an equation Jayce had probably known before his mouth went dry. He would have probably answered with it himself had he not stopped dead in his tracks at that moment.
When his teacher paused in thanking the newcomer to their class for his conclusion, he watched as he paused at the register, leaning in to check it briefly.
“-yes, thank you, Viktor.”
Viktor.
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A cliche highschool au.
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Hyperion's leader is a terrifying, mass-murdering psychopath. Its CEO, and his demented partner in crime, are demons kicked out of Hell - specifically because even Hell didn't want to deal with them and their ongoing torment.
Rhys had only wished that he'd known just how deep the rabbit hole went before he inevitably went digging. And finding. And reporting.
Now, he may have gotten himself face to face with a deeper hole, with no way to climb out, and it wasn't as if he hadn't noticed how particular grave-shaped it was.
But maybe clawing his way out of the depths of hell wasn't going to be as easy as he'd initially prayed for it to be.
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'He could only think of a quote he'd once read. He couldn't remember, stuck between a literal knife to the gut and Viktor's blazing eyes aimed down at him, who had said it.
He remembered what it meant, though.
'Pain insists upon being attended to', Jayce reiterated like a mantra, a prayer, in his head. 'God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.'
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Jayce had long since accepted the death of his previous partner in the field, when an unexpected enemy shows his face.
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A Dangerous Hunger Series - V/Jumin/Zen by DVwrites, rainbowwrites
Fandom Mystic Messenger (Video Game)
05 Dec 2019
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"I came," Burakh says, eyes bright and honest as they meet Daniil's, "because you asked."
Intense, Daniil thinks, unbidden—his piercing gaze, his rumbling voice. As if he doesn't know how to be any other way.
"And," Daniil drawls as he steps forward, suddenly emboldened, "does a Warden of the Kin go wherever he's beckoned?"
"No. But a surgeon might, for a colleague." Straightforward, simple, with little hesitation. Burakh looks at Daniil as he moves closer, but doesn't pull away. Then Burakh falters—a rare sight, in the time Daniil's known him—before he continues, quieter than before. "Or a man might, for a friend."
On Day 12, on the cusp of his defeat, the Bachelor asks for one final favor.
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“I want,” the officer says, walking closer to Artemy, who tears his gaze away from Daniil in favour of the floor. Let them think his panic is because of the general situation, but they absolutely cannot be given the ammunition of figuring out the full extent of their relationship. “For you to explain why, after a year of searching, we find a wanted man in your house. Or do you not know how that came to be, Artemy Isidorovich?”
Any hopes he could possibly have had left of getting out of this with both of them intact disappears. Artemy doesn’t know what to do, he can’t talk to people like this, not with the finesse you need to get out of this kind of situation – Artemy knows how to work with reputation and favours, necessity and hard work earning people's respect. He has no idea how to make a man like this officer change his mind on executing them both.
OR: After a year, everything breaks; the Powers that Be were never going to let them get away, and Artemy struggles to breathe against the powerlessness as he has to figure out a way to put everything back together.
OR 2: The chase is over, the rat is caught. You can find him, but it will take time, and it will hurt.
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02 Feb 2026
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“If you’re staying, does that mean you can teach me medicine?”
“Ime beshe, Spichka! I’ll shut the door behind me, shall I?”
“You said there was more than just surgery. Mr. Bachelor knows all about - “
“Thanatology.” Daniil provided as the boy trailed off. Murky’s nose wrinkled at the long word, but she didn’t comment. Sticky tried repeating it and got caught on the consonants.
“See! Do you know about thana-tono-logy, aba?” Artemy held his hands up in surrender. “Does that mean you’ll do it?”
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23 Jan 2026
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“What the hell is that?”
“It’s a clown,” Daniil replies, a bit stilted, trying to give himself time to come up with an excuse.
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i always sucked at this stupid language. by undeadarchivist
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
03 Jun 2020
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ficlets from tumblr based on latin sayings prompts.
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