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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    Ainosuke knows he will need to be buried as Ainosuke Shindo, but he always dreamed of dying as Adam. Meanwhile, Tadashi spent years expecting the worst, waiting for the words he needed to say most to die like flowers on a wreath. In order to move on from that, they have to experience mourning and being mourned.

    Or, Ainosuke has always wondered what his autopsy would be like if he wrecked at "S". Tadashi agrees to show him (and confront his own nightmares in the process).

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    16 May 2021

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  2. Rec 40

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    Tadashi grins and bears their griping, because he knows something they don’t.

    One by one, the treacherous Shindo's will fall.

    Until it is just him and Ainosuke left, burning, against the whole world.

    (Or, tender bdsm with a side of yandere behavior)

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    Tadashi takes a bullet for the love of his life. Ainosuke gets a crash course in what love really is.

    Gone is the mask he usually wears in public. Those stupid eyebrows look stupider when they’re arched down like that. “Why are you lying there?” he’s asking now. “I told you to get up.”

    Tadashi tries to speak but his body fails him the most frustrating way. This had better kill him, he decides, or it is the most embarrassing way he could possibly have gone. The most useless. The most stupid. There are cameras, he realizes, distantly. This will be recorded. He can’t be this sad.

    Mustering every bit of agonized strength left in him, he lifts his arm, reaches, but his coordination is shot. He’s aiming for Ainosuke’s cheek but hits his lapel instead and grips it, because if he doesn’t, his arm will fall again.

    “Ainosuke,” he starts, tastes blood, stops. Ainosuke leans closer. “You really are stupid."

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    17 Apr 2021

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  4. Public Bookmark 19

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    It’s been a while since Tadashi has been in Ainosuke sama's bedroom

     

    Not that he minds it. Or misses it - oh, that he does not. But Tadashi knows everything about his master, every come and goes, he knows how many breaths he takes a day and can even guess his mood by the way he puts on his tie, or the tone of his voice when he asks Tadashi to do it instead. He’s always the first to notice when something changes in his behaviour. 

    It bugs him the second day he figures out. Because he can find no good explanation. Is it something Tadashi did last time? Is it a twisted way to punish him for a fault he committed without realizing? These efforts are quite sterile; Tadashi is not perfect of course but faults, he does very little, and banishing him from his master’s bed does not feel like punishment at all.

     

    It must be something else. Someone else, perhaps?

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    11 Apr 2021

  5. Rec 26

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    Rei was just as trapped as he was. He was a prisoner of his own delusions, his own misguided feelings. He loved Nagisa. Nagisa had never doubted that for a moment. Nor had he doubted his own love for Rei.

    Neither of them could ever be free.

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    16 Apr 2019

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