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Sodapop knows the type of reputation he has in the gang—he knows what kind of person they take him for. Sure, they think he’s tuff and whatnot, but they also think he’s sensitive. That he feels too much, that he cries too much.
And sure, maybe he does, but it doesn’t make him any less of a greaser than they are, that’s for sure.
So why the hell was he falling apart because of some good-for-nothing Socs that had roughed him up a little?
He was fine.
He was supposed to be fine.
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the space inbetween by realityisweird
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
24 Mar 2026
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There was a difference between being suicidal and simply wanting to die.
Denki Kaminari was intimately aware of this difference - and all the spaces inbetween the two sentiments.
He's aware of the ache between his bones, and the pain in his ribs.
He's aware of the hopelessness residing deep within him.
He's well aware.
Or,
Denki Kaminari is depressed.
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Denki-centric fics! (or at least, hes 1 of the main...) by realityisweird
Fandom 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
24 Mar 2026
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I've Got Soul But I'm Not a Soldier by Smokeybubble
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti)
27 Jan 2020
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Richie Tozier has one hell of a birthmark.
Or, the obedience curse fic that literally no one asked for.
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12 Apr 2026
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a door opens to a room that has never gone away by theappleppielifestyle
Fandoms: IT (2019), IT - Stephen King
12 Sep 2019
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“Here it is,” Richie says, flinging an arm out. “Me casa es your casa.”
“I don’t think that’s how you say it,” Eddie says.
(Or, Richie and Eddie, after.)
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"Yeah, he supplied him with drugs, but that was it. Nam-gyu was all too aware Thanos could not give less of a shit if he lived or died. The thought tugs a bit at his heartstrings, but Nam-gyu knows the truth behind the statement no matter his feelings on it. The bastard couldn’t even remember his fucking name, for God’s sake, no matter how many times he corrected him. It just felt like a cruel joke at this point, just another way to get Nam-gyu begging for any inkling of attention Thanos was willing to spare him.
And, fuck, did it work. Nam-gyu would be an idiot to even try to deny it. Thanos had him like a dog on a leash, punished with a sharp tug on his collar and rewarded with a pat on the head, both actions just making him come back for more and more. It was desperate. Pathetic. But Nam-gyu couldn’t help himself, he wanted to be everything Thanos wanted him to be, even if that was his fucking dog. His good boy."
Or
Nam-gyu might just be a little too desperate for Thanos's attention.
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Can You Tell by oneshinyapple
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Fantastic Four (Comicverse), Marvel (Comics), Spider-Man (Comicverse)
04 Sep 2018
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The first time he meets Peter Parker, Johnny Storm almost kills him. It’s not the best way to start a relationship, but then Johnny has never been one to back down from a challenge. Maybe his best friend Spider-Man can help.
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- Part 1 of Like Gravity
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05 Apr 2026
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Domestic Thangyu Week
Day 8: free dayAfter a dozen mindless posts, he comes across a post that stops him in his tracks.
It’s a doll. Crochet. About the size of Nam-gyu’s palm, with a shock of purple yarn hair in a fade that could have been cut by the same stylist Thanos swears by. The doll is dressed in a black, tiny, hand-sewn leather vest. Someone, somewhere, has stitched in miniature silver chains, and in the blurriest close-up, they’ve even sewn in Thanos’ neck tattoo with careful black thread.
Nam-gyu blinks. Stares. Leans in, squints, then leans back as if it might leap off the screen and throttle him.
The caption is an atomic bomb of cute: “mini Thanos, stage outfit 2022 💜✨ #handmade #idol #crochet #fanart”
Below it, a wave of comments, all identical in their collective shriek—”I NEED ONE” “SO CUTE!!!!!” “this looks just like him omg”—with enough heart emojis to short-circuit his phone.
His thumb hovers. He doesn’t want to see more. He absolutely does.
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- Part 2 of domestic thangyu fics