ERI_HIO
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The first time I knew you, it was when I was a mere reader reading a novel and you were the protagonist of that novel.
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Good Christian Joestar group chat because Jonathan is here by Merrybluestar (ERI_HIO)
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
01 Oct 2019
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This is chat fic with female Jojo because I'm a coward. Also, I haven't read Stone Ocean yet.
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“You, uh. Sure know your way around a CRT,” Tenna says. “I didn’t know you were a mechanic.”
“I sell cars,” Spamton had replied, back when Tenna was addressing him. “If you talk [Big] with nothing to back it up, people think you’re a hack.”
“Well,” Tenna said, “are you?”
Spamton sprayed the compressed air into his smug face.
That would have been preferable to drowning in insulation foam and getting licked clean by a clown (“HANDS OFF THE [[Officil Merchandise]]!!”). Jevil’s nuisance was missed as soon it was over though, because then all he had was the realization that that was his last chance. To do what, he isn’t sure. To demand an apology. To explain why he ran away. To scream at him. To break that stupid screen himself, just to get it over with, and crawl inside there never to emerge. Then at least they’d be together.
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An unseen, silent, approximately 4 foot tall individual takes it upon himself to fix the fallen Lord of the Screens. To raise a middle finger to the mysterious phone-calling, prophecy-defining benefactor who screwed him over and made him a living puppet, of course. No other reason.
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"You can decide when it ends."
The world is saved, but that wasn't enough. Asriel remains lost in the dark. To retrieve him, Frisk is ready to crack apart time itself. As they turn back the clock again and again, undoing every happy ending, Sans reluctantly confronts his own past in the most secret corners of the underground. Together, they must overcome their regrets, recover the last soul, and give the world back its future.
Hold your friends close. Seek the broken man. Beware the whispering shadows. Be kind. Be brave. And above all - stay determined.
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*slaps roof of car* this bad boy can fit so many misunderstandings in it by Anonymous
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
26 Aug 2022
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[ tls123: Wait a fucking minute. ]
[ tls123: Don’t tell me the design of Supreme King is based off someone you know? ]
[ uglysquid_: so about my supreme king redesigns. which one do you like. ]
(A very professional relationship is maintained between the author and her dedicated fan-artist.)
Oh, and Yoo Joonghyuk became a mafia boss in the time since they were separated in high school after Kim Dokja was forced to transfer schools.
You know. As one does.
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07 Jun 2026
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my heart & soul, engraved with your name. by sunspilled
Fandom 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
03 Jun 2026
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Beautiful. Crushingly so. You look like the rest of my life. — Beau Taplin
(or, an on-going series where Yoo Joonghyuk exhibits utmost, unconditional devotion in one way or another; pathetically, hopelessly in love with no one but Kim Dokja.)
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05 Jun 2026
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At the Edge of Two Worlds by kimagura
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
14 Feb 2023
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The first time he saw the boy, Yoo Jooghyuk was on the balcony, leaning against the handrail with a cigarette between two of his fingers. He could make out the bored, almost irritated expression on a man’s face as he opened a car’s trunk and took out two boxes, carrying them inside the apartment building that was right opposite from Yoo Joonghyuk’s. Next to the car there was a boy standing still, looking blankly into the distance until a woman that bore some resemblance finished her phone call and told him something, point at which the child’s head lowered towards the ground.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes lingered on the child’s frame, thin and wrapped in gauze, before crushing the cigarette in a glass ashtray and going back inside. It wasn't any of his business.
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04 Jun 2026