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Akechi scoffed and poked his head back further through the window. His hair fell around his face because of the angle, hiding his expression. Ren flopped back and tucked his hands behind his head.
"That desperate to see me?" He taunted.
"Big fan of yourself, hmm?"
“Apparently, so are you.”
Akechi always slips softly through the window into the old cafe’s attic. Sometimes he’s really there. Sometimes it’s nothing more than wishful thinking. A series of nights aligned with the canon dates and events.
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He never fell asleep around other people. Especially not in a cafe attic that didn't even have a door, let alone a lock, with
the boy he was to killhis rival singing just feet away. People weren't safe. Kurusu wasn't, couldn't be, an exception.Goro's book fell from his hands into his lap. He barely noticed, lashes fluttering shut with the determination to stay that way. He tilted sideways, head far too heavy to hold up a second longer. His descent slowed by pillows until he was flat against the bed, the world fell away.
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- Part 1 of The Inherent Intimacy of Sleep
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20 Jul 2026
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A perfect smile guaranteed or your money back by Lacy_Star for monsterloot
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22 Apr 2026
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“How’d it go?”
Amamiya wasn’t allowed in during shooting, of course. Akechi had told him he didn’t need to wait outside, but he had anyways. Standing like this, in a thin alley between cement and brick, in a pocket away from the propriety of TV sets and dressing rooms, Amamiya looks like a secret stowed away especially for him.
“You didn’t watch it for yourself?” He asks.
Amamiya shakes his head no. His eyes flick upwards, and his relaxed lean against the wall means Akechi can’t tell if he’s sizing him up or checking him out. Then, entirely too genuine by comparison, Amamiya just says, “I prefer seeing you like this.”
Akechi’s first thought is that he’s definitely in love.
His second thought is that he needs to kill Amamiya.
The third is that if things don’t change, he might need to kill himself, too.
The only thing more embarrassing than killing the first and only friend you've ever made is getting a crush on him. Akechi is handling that humiliation about as well as one can expect.
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01 Sep 2026
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"Why did you invite me here?" Akira asked quickly, not thinking the words through as much as he normally would. Especially around Akechi.
Akechi's lips twitched down. "Pardon?"
So near the end of Sae's palace Akechi can invite you to jazz jin before your "deal is up" even though he plans on killing you literally like 2 or 3 days after which serves no purpose to him other than to see you since your duel is probably over at this point and isn't that so interesting?
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01 Sep 2026
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He refused to leave Akechi here to fucking die in the bowels of his asshole father's ship. He'd give anything. He'd beg, he'd pray, he'd switch places with him, he didn't care, just please, someone—
"I have the strength you seek, voleur de coeurs, but your heart is not yet prepared to hold me."
Agony pulsed from his temples and lanced down his spine, thorns lodging between every column. Fire seared through his veins, charring into his fingertips. He choked on smoke and ash in his lungs.
Akira dropped in time with the gunshots he didn't hear over the sound of his own screaming. His knees cracked against the ground.
He remembered this sensation.
This was so much worse than Arsene.
I say: "Watch me save him."
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31 May 2026
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“Well…” Ren starts, even though no more than half an hour ago he punched Akechi in the face, “I… have Phantom Thief money.”
It feels lame in his mouth and so he stops himself there, even though this does not convey nearly the amount of information it needs to. This is backed up when Akechi just stares at him blankly.
“… Which is not Detective Prince money,” He continues, “But… might buy something better than a… questionably clean hotel.”
Akechi snarls a laugh. “I don’t need your handouts.”
“I mean—” Ren rushes, and it’s so pathetic how his protective anger has abandoned him to his vulnerable desperation, “It’s not a handout if I’m there too.”
Akechi blinks at him, then plants his face in his hands. “Oh dear God no.”
Ren looks up in time to see Akechi outside the train window before he departs from Tokyo. After missing his train to catch up with him, and with Akechi having nowhere to go in light of his miraculous resurrection, it's only logical and ergonomic they share a hotel room for a night. Or two.
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14 Jul 2026