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laid in the dirt (i’ve bled, i’ve burnt)

pairing: chisaki/dabi + chizome/dabi rating: mature word count: ~800 summary: he watches from his place against the brick wall, a fly on the wall.

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league o’ layers scribble

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kinktobers

pairing: hanabata/dabi rating: explicit word count: 1.8k summary: dabi looks like a whore, with his too wet eyes, too dry lips. he feels his temper fizz.

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pairing: hanabata/giran rating: explicit word count: 2.8k summary: and it’s the glitter, and the alcohol that’s done this to him, really. there’s only a dim yellow light above them, and even though he feels it wash him out and make him sickly, under the light koku looks even more flawless, even more devastating if only a bit sweaty. there’s a fang pulling in the corner of his lower lip, and koku looks more steady on his feet here than he did at the bar. 

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tell me i’m amazin’ (even when i’m wastin’)

pairing: giran/yotsubashi rating: explicit word count: 3.6k summary: he cleans, and he scrubs and he cleans until the knuckles on his real hand start to peel from the chemicals and he’s gone delirious from fumes because what the fuck does yotsubashi care about his walls.

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cawing crow, pulsing throat

pairing: chisaki/giran + chisaki/afo (barelythere giran/afo) rating: explicit word count: 6.4k summary: it almost feels like an ambush when he thinks about it later, how synchronized they were.

trigger warnings: emetophobia

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just remind me (i’m without you)

pairing: giran/dabi + chizome/dabi rating: mature word count: 2.5k summary: he doesn’t know how giran knows his name before he introduces himself properly, or why giran seems too comfortable inviting him inside of his apartment, but he knows that up close, giran’s older, thirty years tops, and even despite that, he likes giran just fine, even without all the drugs. 

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you hate everything

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whispers on your leg, cigarette stained breath (ii)

pairing: chikazoku/giran rating: explicit word count: 312 summary:

and even though the feel of them, three chikazoku’s taking him apart only to halfheartedly stick him back together feels good,       he finds that the glow of the recording lights,    the soft tapping of the computer keyboard, the way chikazoku stares at him as he gets pulled apart on the bed with bloodshot eyes, careful smile makes him shake more than the duplicates ever could.

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whispers on your leg, cigarette stained breath (i)

pairing: giran/dabi/stain + giran/dabi rating: explicit word count: 906 summary:

the best that dabi gets is a night with sheets bought with money he could never hope to see; he gets teeth down his spine, nails digging deep in his hips.

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beautiful morning (nothing unwanted)

pairing: giran/dabi rating: explicit word count: 2.5k summary:

it’s nothing pleasant. it’s needles in his skin and against his bones. it’s glass underneath his nails and a fever in his head and he needs peace, wants it.

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and besides, there’s so much beauty in a storm 1/2

pairing: dabi/pops (eight precepts of death) rating: mature word count: 2.3k summary:

a breath, a pregnant pause: “i’m not here to lecture you. would you mind if i borrow a light?”

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Twitter dump!

Giran portrait is based on this wonderfully painful fic (mind the tags and yES I KNOW I FORGOT HIS TOOTH GAP LEAVE ME BE). And Dabizoku is a commission which I enjoyed very much for @stndhal , which is the author of said fic hehe

Full pic under the cut! Nothing explicit, but there’s some male presenting pierced nipples in there.

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