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“What.. what would you do if I just.. never came back one day.”
Silence. Clotted Cream forgot how to breathe for a moment as the question was asked. They both knew they were playing with a lot more than fire here, both of their lives and duties on the line by just being so involved within each other's lives.
Clotted Cream pondered the question, reminding himself to breathe as he was careful with his answer “I'm.. not sure” He admitted quietly.
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Or: Black Sapphire finally stops lying to himself about his feelings of the Crème Republics Consul, and changes his own role in this game of life. One that he was not supposed to ever make.
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I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you by lostinthemidwest
Fandoms: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
03 Jul 2026
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"My name-" there was the sound of marker squeaking across a white board- "is Trafalgar Law. If you have any complaints about my lack of hand-holding and less-than-professional language, feel free to take it up with Dr. Robin, though I can assure you she will not care."
A low murmur simmered through the room and a girl in the row in front of Luffy began to whisper to her friend.
"He's going to be a doctor? With all of those?"
Luffy finally pulled his head off the table to figure out what the heck they were talking about.
Standing tall at the front of the room and glaring down at a set of notes in his hand, stood their graduate instructor for the semester.
He was also, by far, the hottest man Luffy had ever seen outside of a magazine.
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Luffy's just trying to get through A&P1 for his Kinesiology degree when he gets thrown a massive curveball in the form of his graduate TA- Trafalgar Law. Luffy was already dreading this stupid class. Why did it also have to be taught by the Hottest Man Alive? Now he has to try to pass AND keep his inconvenient feelings a secret... from everyone.**Now Complete with Very Happy Ending :D**
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“You’re recruiting this moron who tries to kill you several times a day and isn’t even smart enough to know that I can kill him with a thought?” Law scoffed. “Your standards are slipping.”
“We kept you, didn’t we?” Whitebeard laughed, not bothering to hide his amusement anymore. “Didn’t you stab Marco when he came back to collect you and Rosinante?”
“That doesn’t count. He’s a phoenix and I was fourteen,” Law replied. “This is a half naked arsonist with a knife and a cowboy hat.” -
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After Mike unwittingly stumbles into a series of interpersonal bombshells, he immediately sets out to find Will so he can find out what, exactly, that painting meant, and why Will lied about it. Unfortunately, Mike is obsessively obstinate and relentless to a fault, and he'll go to the literal ends of the earth to get the answers he needs.
Or: Mike and Will's Apocalypse Romcom Spectacular
(Formerly known as We Will All Go Together When We Go - see beginning author's note for more info)
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- Part 1 of To Hell and Back Again
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It was 2023 in boring Hawkins, Indiana, and Steve Harrington didn't know what he was doing with his life. Home from college with a barely passing GPA, recently dumped, and drunkenly careening down a dark country road to the tune of his own misery, Steve was aware that he might be depressed. Therapy would've been the sane solution. But before he could turn around and make that choice, a glowing red hole cracked open in the middle of the road, and he was sent flying through time and space.
It was also 1985 in boring Hawkins, Indiana, and Eddie Munson had a five step plan on how to fix his life. First, graduate high school. Second, provide a kickass D&D campaign for the nosy little freshman that joined Hellfire. And finally, write more music and go on tour with his band. Okay, three step plan. Absolutely nothing about his plan-in-progress included stumbling across the hottest man he'd ever seen stranded on the side of the road. Or the glowing red portal to hell parked next to him.