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Prince Eren is invited to the Kingdom of Sina. What awaits him changes his fate forever.
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15 Jan 2026
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Femto approaches, but he does not demand Gut’s death.
Tonight, just like countless other nights before this one, he demands an entirely different manner of sacrifice.
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05 May 2025
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Life in Falconia would be a fairytale if not for the curse that sometimes makes Guts erupt in fits of violent rage. He can't remember how it started, just like he can't remember so many other things about his life, and he sure as hell can't control it.
But Griffith has a few ideas.
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04 May 2025
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It's an English version of RIVAERE Kinktober 2023. A collection of Rivaere one-shots with a couple of prompts from Begundal's reader.
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30 Apr 2025
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Broad shoulders lifted in a weighted sigh, tilting his head to rest in the expanse of his palm. “Kuromako.” Black curtain. Erwin practically purred out the name, the arm not cradling his head reaching forward, brushing fingertips down the back of his fixer’s arm. His beautiful and deadly enforcer, the one who dropped the hammer in such an exquisite way.
There was no one on this planet that he trusted more.
The smaller man stepped forward into the light of the room, the laces of untied combat boots clattering on the ground, the silence of the room louder than anything else. Thin legs clad in jet black denim, holds crisscrossing from every angle. His head was turned, taking a very long drag from the cigarette clutched in his fingers. He turned, lowering the black and gold hannya mask onto his face. The wood carved reflecting a mouth hanging open, teeth bared. Horns were jutting from the mask’s forehead and temples, gold highlighting the hollow eyes that stared through it.
He exhaled the smoke through the open mouth of the mask, his alter ego. The ghost of the yakuza, their avenging blade.
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30 Apr 2025