author: Insomnia_Productions
summary:
“Could you just leave me alone? You’re good at that, aren’t you?”
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The day after using Corruption, Dazai runs into Chuuya—only, his ex-partner seems intent on avoiding him, not even rising to his taunts. Clearly, the situation must be remedied at once.
author: indevan
summary: He doesn’t know why he rises to Floyd’s challenges, why the mere presence of him gets under his skin. No, not rises. Stoops. He falls to Floyd’s level of not caring about how his actions have consequences and now here he is. Saturday detention
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Senku never planned to get an AI of his own, but Chrome and Kaseki aren't asking- they're taking matters into their own hands and forcing Gen on him.
Senku doesn't mind Gen; he's smart and very helpful.
But Senku probably should have read the manual Chrome and Kaseki gave him.
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Gen is a specially made, one of a kind AI with the potential to develop "feelings and emotions", but Senku doesn't realize that until it's too late.
Then he has to deal with his own broken feelings and emotions.
author: MeridianGrimm
summary: When an Ability user duplicates Poe's Ability and traps Poe and Ranpo inside a book, the two detectives must solve their way through the cases together if they want to escape.
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When Chuuya leans back, he takes a second to admire the line of a mix of purple and pink painting across Dazai’s neck, “And if you’re going to fixate on the marks on your body,” Chuuya’s eyes flicker to meet Dazai’s, one hand reaching out to tilt Dazai’s head to place a brief peck against his lips, mumbling, “then at least focus on the ones that I give you.”
Or: Dazai is feeling insecure about his body tonight and Chuuya is determined to help Dazai forget about it.
author: roxas_oxo13
summary:
“I can’t,” Riddle whispers. “Can’t what?” “Wear those types of things.” Floyd grips Riddle’s hips. Riddle spurts, overstimulated. “Why not?” It’s against the rules, he thinks.
Riddle Rosehearts loses his virginity in a club and falls into an inadvisable situationship with the sleazy shithead who changed his life.
author: quillifer
summary:
“Goldfishie,” Floyd whines, drooping like a deflated balloon, “I don’t think it’ll fit.” No shit, Riddle thinks, eyes bulging out of his skull as he takes in the monstrosity that is Floyd’s dick.
Floyd and Riddle manage to take their relationship to the next level despite the odds.
author: undeuxtreycater
summary:
Cater thinks, all things considered, he’s a pretty good roommate. He doesn’t leave things all around his and Trey’s shared suite, he takes their communal trash out when he thinks about it, and he’s always good about checking their overlapping schedules so that he’s sure Trey’s in class whenever Cater brings someone back to the room to fuck him.
Usually. He is usually, historically, very good at it. Right now—hearing the lock click while Cater’s legs are wrapped around Rook Hunt's waist as Rook presses him into his unmade bed and coos filthy things to him in broken French—is admittedly not a good example.
*** (Trey walks in on Cater having sex. Cater makes sure he does it again.)
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summary: When an enemy of the Armed Detective Agency hits Poe and Ranpo with his Ability, the two find themselves stuck in the wrong bodies.
author: Bunrakuza
summary:
Jamil watched with a smirk how his previous ‘master’ was on his knees in front of him. The role of a sultan with baggy clothing didn’t quite fit Kalim. He would look much cuter in a whore’s costume. Poor little thing dressed like the absolute slut he was, red suited him perfectly. Silk adored his beautiful soft skin, with a big gold chain around his neck. He looked like a damn dog in heat. Just so desperate for someone to come and save him. Too bad.
What if they were never able to beat Jamil when he went Overblot? What if now Kalim became Jamil's Jasmine?
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“WHAT. DID. YOU. LET. ME. DO?” Chuuya rasped through his teeth and into his phone the next morning, after he’d untangled himself from last night’s clothing, discovering the new additions to his anatomy. There was a pause on the other end of the line from Akutagawa.
“Did you really expect me to stop you? When you’d already made your mind up?”