6 Works by tskmo
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wither and bloom by tskmo
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
28 Dec 2025
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Shen Yuan really is telling the truth: he’s never met the 28 year old Peak Lord of Qing Jing before in his life. Shen Qingqiu is a veritable stranger to him!
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But.
The 13 year old gege who would complain about Shen Yuan’s bony arms while sharing his ratty blanket on winter nights, who would hiss and spit before begrudgingly splitting his tanghulu on the rare occasions they got their hands on the treat…
No, Shen Yuan knows nothing of Shen Qingqiu.
But, Shen Jiu? Well, that’s a different story.
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Russian translation by Bublick!
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not abandoned! just very, very slow to update.
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supernova by tskmo
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
21 Aug 2024
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Shen Jiu can’t help the way his worry shows itself as anger as he spits, through gritted teeth, “Yuan-shidi said the Bloodstone Caps were harmless.”
“Haha, well…” Shen Yuan’s head begins to list again, so Shen Jiu cups his face to keep it upright. His palm must feel cool to the touch, because the other man nuzzles into it with a sigh; Shen Yuan's breath is damp against the exposed sliver of Shen Jiu’s wrist, and his lips brush against skin when he speaks. “I-It appears that I have been poisoned, so that theory might need some work.”
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Russian translation by Bublick!
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you've gotta be kitten me! by tskmo
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
21 Jul 2023
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Pushing himself up into a half slouch, Shen Yuan touches his face, and… he… he touches his…
He should be touching his face right now, but what Shen Yuan feels under his fingertips is decidedly not skin, but something soft and furry. Pulling his hand away, Shen Yuan looks down and baulks, because what he sees is–
–a paw.
A tiny, black, fluffy… paw.
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“N-No,” Ash splutters, and then forces himself to elaborate, “I mean, yeah, I understood you, but – you can understand me?”
“I can.”
Ash blinks. He reiterates, “You can speak… English?”
Eiji blinks back. “Well, yes. My Japanese is much better though.”
“Oh,” is all Ash can mumble in response. He’s talking to a Japanese selkie in English – man is this a weird dream.
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Ash already knows that fairy tales and the creatures that exist within them aren’t real – at eleven years old, he’s well past believing in that kind of thing. Then again, he hadn’t thought anything good would ever come out of living in Cape Cod, either - but a chance encounter one cold winter evening is all it takes to prove him wrong: on both accounts.
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Dice grasps the proffered hand and smiles, but it’s different from his usual brand of smirk – softer, and more genuine. Ramuda tells himself that it’s because he wasn’t expecting it that his pulse stutters. His jaw twitches and he finds himself biting down on his lollipop, splitting it straight in half and chewing on the shards of broken candy that have become shattered pink glass in his mouth.
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Dice gets hurt. Ramuda happens to be there to help.
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Bakugou eyes the jumper again. It’s a deep evergreen colour, with a red and white trim around the neck and sleeves. There’s a faint candycane pattern that runs up the length of the arms, and had it stopped at that, Bakugou would have had no qualms – okay, maybe a few – about wearing it. However, as it stands, there is a giant plush toy wreath stitched onto the stomach of the jumper, personified with caricature angry eyes and a frowning mouth; the phrase, ‘FEEL MY WREATH’, printed in block letters above it.
Shaking his head again, Bakugou says, “Did you finally bust a fuse? It’s not happening, Sparky, not a fucking chance.”
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Kaminari and Kirishima love ugly Christmas jumpers. Bakugou on the other hand? Not so much.