Hekka
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Grisha doesn't turn just Eren into a Titan Shifter - in a brief moment of indecision, he also snags Mikasa and Armin. After impressing that they must all work together to get back to the basement, he injects them and flees.
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For an Island Devil by oceans_and_emotions
Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
06 Jan 2021
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She would rather be ripped from her titan’s nape than admit it, but Armin Arlert was pretty cute, for an island devil.
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Boxed In by Ghosthawker
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
28 Dec 2020
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When you're a demon stuck in a wooden box almost 24/7, cannot speak well, and cannot get exposed to sunlight, getting to know other people is pretty hard. And it gets to you real fast.
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Illumi held Hisoka’s mangled body in his arms. Hisoka’s face was caked with blood, his fair skin dirtied with cuts and bruises. The spike and color was fading from his blood coated hair, his catlike eyes sullen and lifeless.
“Lumi? What happened? Why am I like this?”
“I’m going to kill you. Assassin’s orders.”
Hisoka closed his eyes, resting his neck against the dip in Illumi’s shoulder. “I see.” He exhaled slightly. “I’ve lost.”
“You have. I’m going to take your heart now, if you don’t mind.”
“Wait.” Hisoka’s voice was calm and collected, his eyes piercing Illumi’s face with overwhelming steadiness. Illumi stared back with an equal amount of authority, his fingernails hovering right over his victim’s heart. Raising a trembling hand, Hisoka reached a single finger to Illumi’s forehead.
A searing pain erupted through Illumi’s head. Eyes widening in mild surprise, he gritted his teeth, morphing the corner of his lips into a small smirk.
“Oh, what’ve you done, Hisoka? I believe we agreed I’ve won fair and square.”
“I don’t intend to hurt you. I’m trying to…” Hisoka twisted his finger, which was lodged into Illumi’s forehead. “Ah, got it.”
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Illumi always had solid black wings so big they brushed the ground. His father hated them, hated his black hair and eyes and wings. Hated the stain on their family's long line of only pure white heirs with sparkling blue eyes.
Illumi didn't care what others thought and never did, simply binding his wings for the sake of not angering his father.
Until Killua, with his glowing white wings and blinding white hair paired with electric blue eyes told him his usually disgusting black wings were beautiful.
But black wings had always been considered a sign of misfortune.
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Jun waits as patiently as he can while he hears Mimon rustle around on the other end of the line.
“Is that-- Leorio? Isn’t his friend sick-- PRESIDENT?”
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Leorio from the view of a regular person.