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Guess I'll Just Have to Kill Someone by Skunkyri
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
29 Jun 2026
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SPOILERS ON THE GACHIAKUTA MANGA
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Rudo’s gotten a lot closer with nearly everyone at HQ. Tamsy sees it, clear as day. He’s been thinking for a few weeks now about what could really undo it for the kid. It’s only when looking at Rudo interact with Team Akuta that he realizes the best move—the person he could kill and send Rudo spiraling into madness.
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“You think it rains up there too?” Enjin asked. Tried imagining it. Maybe there was another set of clouds up there, cleaner. Not pouring acid rain.
Tamsy offered nothing but a shrug.
“We’d have to ask Rudo.”
The name squeezed something in Enjin’s chest. He took a drag to smother the feeling in smoke before asking:
“What’s the deal between you two, anyway?”
After the events of the doll festival, Enjin notices Rudo pulling away from the team and gravitating toward Tamsy. When he raises the concern, Tamsy helps him understand why he’s wrong to worry.
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There will be another celebration at HQ tonight. Cleaners seize any excuse to throw one — every day survived a celebration of life — and eventually the impetus dissolves, leaving only the ritual itself. This time, if Tamsy recalls correctly, they're celebrating someone's birthday? Whoever. Whatever.
Or: Tomme sees something wrong and chooses to observe. Delmon sees nothing wrong and chooses to act.
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maybe that makes me a fool by newamsterdam
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
17 Oct 2018
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“No, actually,” he says, voice carefully casual. He takes a step forward, putting distance between him and Dabi before he turns around. When he has a better view, he says, “I have a proposition for you, Dabi.”
Dabi melts into the shadows—the rough purple-black scars on his face, his dark clothing, his lank hair. The only parts of him that holds any light are his eyes, which are a startling shade of light blue. Something about those eyes is familiar, but Hawks can’t put his finger on what.
“A proposition?” Dabi says. “Is this some kind of fetish, a hero/villain thing? What would the press say?”
Hawks couldn’t give less of a damn what the press says about anything. Chances are, when this is all over, his reputation is going to be sullied by far worse than a sex scandal. That knowledge makes it easy to smile, to laugh, at how ridiculous Dabi is.
“Maybe later,” Hawks says, waving an idle hand. “The proposition I’m talking about is a bit more serious. One your boss is gonna want to hear, I bet.”
Five times Hawks let Dabi get too close, and one time he got too close, himself.
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***POSSIBLE SPOILERS***
With Tamsy, though, it felt like less of a dance and more of a fight. Akin to a struggle for power, in which neither man wished to surrender to the other. When one partner dipped, the other lunged forward to bite. When one partner kneeled, it was in an attempt to trip the legs of the other, rather than to submit. Kisses weren't really kisses, but rather an attempt to overpower and devour. It was more than sex; it was a nonstop, irresistable power struggle. And Tamsy was fucking insatiable.Series
- Part 4 of The Art of Seduction & Manipulation