"Fine, I'll do it myself"

Obsession page for delusions: ♦I like coffee. I like bread. AO3 acc. is Elowyn.

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ToG Crack fic:

"Am I a guy? Yes. Am I still gonna try to be Khun Eduan's wife? Yes. Why? Cause he is rich, duh."

Summary: Broke tower resident goes through great lengths to pay off his debts. If it meant changing his biology then so be it. Norr, self-proclaimed genius, chose his target carefully. Did he really?

Sharp blue eyes looked at the candidate up and down. Exaggerated smile, long hair, and vacation- ready dress that looks like it was stolen from a crying lady.

"Do tell. What are your talents?"

"I can breakdance."

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Jujutsu Kaisen- SatoSugu fic

Prompt idea (MODERN AU)

"Broken Record"

"You're really not going to get out of there?"

Hand that is raised, forming a fist in front of the familiar door that remained unopened for what seems like weeks. Shoko is already tired of this view. Desperate for a change, her lips parted to give her friend....one last attempt of a push.

"Just so you know...investigators visited the campus earlier."

No response. With a sigh, she continued.

"One of them asked about your attendance and whereabouts."

"........"

"They said Geto went missing."

Silence fell once more. She clicked her tongue. This is getting nowhere. As she was about to turn around, she heard clattering...and footsteps. A rush full of them. Before she knew it, the door swung open.

"What the...." She trailed with her words.

As she was about to continue, however, one intercepted her...in a hoarse and exhausted voice.

"What did you say?"

She stared at those eyes that held an unfamiliar emotion in them.

Gojo...

His voice was urgent, yet his expression remained calm.

"You were the last person he saw."

"......."

"Right?"

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The Evil Ring

{JingShu}

SUMMARY: A fancy party the elite must partake in. Children from the Great Families are of no exception. In this luxurious hall, Jingshan bumped into an interesting one.

Mutters in relation to business. Words of reassurance. Blatant solicitations. Sounds of wine glasses meeting each other. Suits and dresses. All states the importance of this event.

As if.

To Jingshan it is but a way to monopolize on each other's weakness. Although, he is not against it in any way, the fact that it is mandatory...is quite a headache.

Thus, here he found himself. Walking in this expensively-made hallway. Wine glass already discarded. His father said that he is still young, yet he felt like an old man. Slowly withering away listening to those who are incapable.

"Crap! Hey! Move!" The sudden aggressive tone slightly caught him by surprise. He focused his attention on what is in front of him.

Ha....he shouldn't have been in dazed, but...

Green eyes met his own seemingly hollowed out ones. Blond hair, and windows full of life....pushing a cart with so much force but somehow not being able to pull it away from Jingshan's direction?

"Moveee! The floor is slippery! I can't stop!"

Oh...but...instead of side-stepping like what he could most definitely do, he didn't..

So they bumped, or rather, the younger man crashed into him with so much force that he got tackled to the ground.

"Ugh!" A groan left Han Shu's mouth.

With the younger on top of Jingshan—who seems unbothered, the cart just tilted and eventually fell just a few inches besides the two.

'How odd.' Jingshan thought. He saw the gold ring around the blond's neck. A power. Why did he struggle to walk in the hallway? He glanced at the bundle of blond hair, the body that weighed his chest and the rest of his own. As well as the traditional Chinese clothing and that distinctive familiar features.

"From the Han?"

As if he was brought back to life, hearing his surname, Han Shu immediately scurried to stand up. But...he slipped and fell backwards instead.

"Ow." Han Shu rubbed the back of his head.

Jingshan stood up, glancing at the younger, who in return, after cursing himself, gave him a cheeky smile.

His blank expression analyzed the other. It took him only a second, before he sighed.

He is screwed, isn't he?

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I'm Not That Kind of Talent- Deon & Ed (Earlier Chapters)

SUMMARY: A short fic of one of Deon's attempts to escape.

"Commander Demon?"

Hearing the familiar title, Deon flinched.

"Why are you standing on the window?" The aide began to sweat, trying to compose himself. The zero'th commander should be resting right now. But...

Ed stared at the cloak that is so dark, it could pass as camouflage at the night sky. The mask that the commander is wearing, as well as the....fuzzy pillow slippers?

?!

"Commander?"

The eyes that stared at Ed like he is but a mere child who cannot understand genius concepts.

Oh....he understands now.

He took a step forward, meanwhile 'Demon' took a step back. Before the commander knew it, his aide was towering in front of him. He may or may not have imagined hundreds of torture methods falling on him.

Shit...I guess this is it.

"Are you practicing a new assassination tactic?✨"

"....Yes."

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A 'forced to be stuck together' fic for EdV👀. Whatchu think?

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Ed: "Why are you walking behind me?"

V: "I'm scared~"

Ed: "I'll run away."

V: "Haha...don't even try. I'll tie you up."

Huh?

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Woori & Subin- short fic

SUMMARY: Subin began to overthink Woori's safety after receiving a seemingly normal message from him. After all, Woori's track record of settling things isn't exactly clean (same with Subin's).

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

After fic drabble:

"Why did you do that?!" Woori covered his face. He almost fell off the bed after he scurried to 'safety'. Being struck randomly while sleeping isn't exactly favorable.

"What's with that message?"

"Message?" He lifted an eyebrow.

"I thought you were about to get killed."

"........"

The one person I should be worried about is YOU!!!

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Need me more EdV fics🪻❄️

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KhunBaam Plot Bunny: Light Switch

♦Baam found Khun floating face down on the sea. He thought that what he saw was gut wrenching. What he didn't know is that the moment Khun opened his eyes after a full day of resting, Baam would experience so much worse.

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A mysterious island that was known for being a su***de spot. Going there was never Khun's plan. Until one of his contacts decided that it's the perfect spot to pull a transaction.

"I am currently on probation, A. You know how my family is. If it wasn't for that damn snitch..."

The last words that left the man's lips were full of disdain. Khun does not know who was the receiver of such hate, and it is none of his business. He sighed and accepted the direct contact before ending the call.

After all, he is in that floor anyways. Might as well make the most of it. Of course he made preparations just in case the unthinkable happens, but .....what he didn't expect was...

"I'm coming too, Khun!"

"Baam...." He trailed, hand rubbing his temple as he tried to explain.

"It's not necessary for you to come. I'm sure you're busy as well. Let's not be inefficient here .. "

"The only thing inefficient is the possibility of you being in danger by going there alone."

Taken aback by the firm tone, Khun surrendered.

Well....what could go wrong?

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Wolkhaiksong and their tax fraud issue (crack treated seriously fic)

-Urek met someone he cannot fight: a man demanding he and the rest of Wolkhaiksong pay off their taxes.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 1: Exhibit A

Chapter 2: Item 1.1

Chapter 3:??? (Introduction to Baek Ryun and Hatchuling)

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EduHon

Hon found himself staring at a suspicious forest shop. Why is he there so early in the morning? Eduan's stupid cravings of course.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

After fic moment:

The rumors didn't lie. It was indeed exceptional. Those grape tartlets.....

Eduan sits on the grey sofa as the others prepare for the next challenge. Hon sat beside him, sharpening his sword. His eyes followed the white-haired man.

"Uh...Hon?"

The said man stopped moving at the mention of his name. Eduan was taken aback but decided to continue.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you with my requests anymore. I'll make sure not to get sick, so I can buy it on my own." He awkwardly laughed. Eyes shifting from anywhere but Hon.

"........"

Just great ...he won't get a response again.

"No need."

Huh?

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Yippee~ Finally accessed my A03 acc

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EduHon

Eduan kept talking during the wrong time; when Hon's patience is thin. The white-haired man found a way to keep him silent.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Seeing light for what seemed like the first time, Eduan let out a sigh of relief.

"What took you two so long? You were the last to finish." Yurin raised her brow in confusion.

Indeed, as Eduan observed his companions, they were all there.

"We just took longer to walk. It wasn't some special trap or anything." Eduan responded, gaze shifting in unease.

"Yeah...we just have to walk for a long time. Not a special trap at all." Hana nodded.

"It's still tiring though." Traumerei mumbled.

V's staring at his two friends who were the last to come out of the tunnel (apparently, whirlpool's exits are tunnels now?). He observed their expressions. Hon has his usual poker face, and Eduan.......

"Ed~ What's with that face? You look like you were harassed." V chuckled.

"Well...."

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I did it....

KHUNBAAM: Slice of Cake

5+1: Khun received six slices of cakes at different times and locations. Five times, he ate it. One time, he didn't.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Hatz: "Told you, you're imagining things."

Khun: "......."

Hatz: "I bet you're thinking you should've just ate the last one lol"

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KhunBaam Plot Bunny

A patchwork type of fanfic filled with memories that ends with the present.

A.K.A

Khun thought that he had a weird curse. Every time he receives a piece of cake, something goes wrong.

Inspired by my love for cakes🍰

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Low energy and procrastination. I'll build this piece by piece🚶

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KhunBaam fic...

A patchwork type of fanfic filled with memories that ends with the present.

A.K.A

Khun thought that he had a weird curse. Every time he receives a piece of cake, something goes wrong.

Inspired by my love for cakes🍰

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Eduan and Hon

Khun Eduan isn't new to the sensation of getting hurt. What he is new to, however, is regretting it. He pondered, maybe, he should try being less....reckless.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Their rest inside the forest was quiet. Their companions are on their way from their own battles. It was getting dark, and they could hear crickets, as well the sound of night creatures. Eduan, sat on the ground after laying down some leaves. His healing is fast, and his pain tolerance is, also.

Hon stood beside him.

"Hon?"

"What?" The man answered in a cool tone.

"I think I like being piggybacked."

"I think you should reset your brain."

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Jahaduan: Pigtails Alert Pt. 2

Grapes are awesome. That's what Eduan thought as he popped the 134th grape with his mouth in the middle of the kitchen, holding a bowl in one hand.

Zahard, who spent a day in daze, walked in the kitchen and saw Eduan.....

Those pigtails are still there?

"Those pigtails are still there?" He asked out loud.

Eduan paused, giving Zahard a confused look.

"Well...if someone said I look stupid, I'll take it off. Does it look stupid?" He asked, tone bored and settled.

Settled, unlike Zahard as of this moment. Should he call it stupid? Eduan would probably grumble and Zahard could make fun of him.

"..."

Does he want the pigtails gone?

He just stared, making Eduan raise his eyebrow and divert his attention span from Zahard to the grapes. Until they heard loud footsteps.

"Hey, Zahard, did you se--"

Yurin paused. She blinked, then dramatically pointed at Eduan.

"What the fuck Eduan you look st---"

A hand roughly slammed on her mouth. In a matter of seconds, Yurin was being pulled away while her mouth remained covered like an unspoken secret.

Eduan...is confused.

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Eduan: "Should I just take it off after all?"