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Mirabel settled down in between the two roots next to her tío, gathering her skirt neatly in her hands and smoothing it out on her lap.
The night around them was just bordering on cool, but the animals and the insects were active. Through the trees they had a good view of the village and Casita.
Mirabel breathed out, breath caught somewhere between something wistful and sorrowful.
"When I stepped into that river, there were ghosts speaking to me."
Bruno looked up sharply from where he was tracing the edge of his fingernail around the pale crescent of an old scar.
Mirabel stared forward, voice soft, absent of the youth and joy that usually colored it.
"I stepped into the waters and I could hear the voices, when I moved my eyes it was like… like seeing an echo. There were men on horses, people on the shore."
She looked down at a spot on her skirt and pulled it taut so she could fidget with the embroidery, "I saw Abuelo Pedro."
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A Man Takes his Sadness Down to the River by lilikoimoemoe
Fandoms: 스위트홈 | Sweet Home (TV)
25 Jul 2021
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The laughter. He missed the laughter, despite the dour situation and the dwindling rations. How someone would push what little food they had onto his plate, the bright pastels of the child care center, the sense of purpose he had.
The voice filled him again, “What do you want, Cha Hyunsoo?”
His lips were dry/wet/cracked/chapped, “I want them back.”
There was silence.
There was light.
And then there was nothing.
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Doodle Dump for all the art I've done
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You dropped a puzzle piece by lilikoimoemoe
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
26 Mar 2021
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Shinsou Hitoshi didn't like admitting he was wrong, he didn't like being wrong in the first place. He liked to think he was good at reading people and picking apart what made them tick. He was an expert at hitting sore spots at this point in his high school career. A finely honed defense mechanism turned useful skill when it came to his quirk. There was just one issue. One person.
He didn't get Midoriya Izuku. The math didn't add up when it came to him. He was like a milk puzzle with too many pieces. By all logic and the rules of his worldview, Midoriya Izuku should be a cocky, over-privileged, spoilt brat. So why did he act like that? -
I Like My Girls Just Like I Like My Honey by lilikoimoemoe
Fandoms: 스위트홈 | Sweet Home (TV)
27 Feb 2021
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She opened her eyes and looked up at Eunyoo questioningly when her hands stopped, freezing on her waist. Eunyoo was looking down at her, lip tucked between her teeth and eyes demure. Jisoo reached up and rested a hand on Eunyoo’s cheek, a silent reassurance.
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
Eunyoo nodded and looked away towards the window, “I know, I know… I don’t want to do anything too intense… I just want to look.”
Jisoo tilted her palm under Eunyoo’s jaw and prompted her to look back at her, “Anything you want, I‘m all yours.”
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House of AUs Fic Fest by paechtae (lilikoimoemoe), wildfl0w3r, yoonminaufest
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
27 May 2017
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House of AUs is a fic fest that includes authors from different social media platforms that love the Yoongi/Jimin ship.
We have now posted all of the stories that were submitted for this fest, please, go back and read the other stories when you have a chance! All of the stories have been updated with author reveals so you can tell the authors directly how much you loved their stories!
Thank you for reading!!
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Minjoon BTSsfc 2018 - "Ace Upon His Sleeve" by avantaegarde, BTSsfc (kpopshipfics), CollateralHope, orphan_account, paechtae (lilikoimoemoe), tajn
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
12 Jun 2018
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Namjoon loves his friends. He really does. It's just....they're pretty excitable gays if he's honest. They love joking about his role as the "token straight" in their friendship group. Except he's not. Straight. He just doesn't know how to tell them exactly what he is.
The Minjoon (Jimin & Namjoon) story for the 2018 BTS ship fic challenge.
There is a story for each of the 21 ships, and the 2018 stories are being published to coincide with the 5th BTS Festa.
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A collection of stories about Min Yoonji and Jung Hyoseon.
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A Miscellany of Stories by paechtae (lilikoimoemoe)
Fandom: EXO (Band), 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
24 Jul 2017
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All of these are drabbles/scenes from different projects that I'm possibly going to get to in the future, but the shot stands alone well by itself.
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Any and all fics that I make fan art of I sincerely ask that you go read them because it takes a lot for me to get off my lazy ass and draw something.
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The next one came a few weeks later, when Buck was sleeping on his couch. This one was different, much different. It had been so vivid, more so than any dream he’d ever had before, and he woke up exhausted, as if he had actually spent the night getting railed into oblivion instead of just dreaming about it.
Still, he didn’t think much of it.
It’s been months now, and it still happens.
He dreams of Buck more often than not now.
Tonight, Buck is asleep on his couch, and Eddie is dreaming in his bed.
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Incubus!Buck helps Eddie feel pleasure.
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Bookmarked by lilikoimoemoe
07 Oct 2025
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“You really are cockdumb. Not much going on in here, huh?” Eddie’s hand shifts on his face, the tip of his index finger taps twice against Buck’s temple. “It’s okay, baby. I know you’re all dumb. Pretty toys don’t need to think.”
When he’s like this—fucked brainless on Eddie’s cock—Buck melts into the static of his mind, lost in the pleasure, lost in whatever Eddie chooses to offer him. He doesn’t need to think unless Eddie tells him to, doesn’t need to speak unless spoken to. Eddie handles all of it for him.
So, he nods in agreement.
Eddie’s right. He’s a pretty toy.
He doesn’t need to think.
OR
Buck enjoys getting called a dumb slut (affectionate) and Eddie looks after him.
Bookmarked by lilikoimoemoe
29 Sep 2025
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come hell or high water (well, i'm feeling hot and wet) by AudrerAndJuck
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
28 Sep 2025
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“This is unbearable,” Eddie mutters. Then he peels his tank over his head in one smooth motion and tosses it aside. Relief flashes across his face as he closes his eyes and sighs. He resettles his own damp towel on his neck and relaxes against the couch once more.
Buck’s mouth hangs open.
Eddie’s skin is glistening, damp, and flushed. Water from the cloth drips down over his collarbones, rolls in lazy trails down his chest, and across the divots of his abs. Buck wants—God, he wants to touch, to let his fingertips trace the trails of water left on his skin, to lick the droplets as they run across his body.
Or, Buck and Eddie's air conditioning is broken and they try to beat the heat.
Bookmarked by lilikoimoemoe
29 Sep 2025
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“Come on, Buck,” Eddie scoffs. “Last time you were sick, you wouldn’t go home until Hen almost had to give you an IV for dehydration!”
“That’s different than this—“
“How?” Eddie knows his voice is rising, that he’s going to draw attention sooner than later, but he can’t stop. Everything inside him is tight and itchy and burning and it feels like the sharp swipe of his tongue is the only thing keeping him from losing it all.
“Because you’re not sick, Eddie!” For all Eddie raises his voice, Buck lowers his to a whisper. “I think I might’ve…well, you…I think you’re in heat.”
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- Part 2 of H-E-A-T-A/B/O: A Buddie Anthology
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Bookmarked by lilikoimoemoe
13 Sep 2025
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Time feels as slow as dripping molasses, stretchy and malleable, with no rules attached. Eddie doesn't know how long he sits like that for, rubbing his eyes until he sees colorful shapes blooming in the darkness, but it's probably not too long if Buck hasn't started a conversation with him yet. From sound alone, Buck is currently vigorously rifling through their shared wardrobe, while humming a tune, some commercial jingle.
There was no point in splitting up the clothes, since they usually ended up mixed again just a few days later. Eddie doesn't care if the hoodie he is wearing that day is Buck's, or if he sees his favorite socks on Buck's feet. It feels nice to share a home, to offer something of his and be given back the same way. It settles something possessive in Eddie's chest, even if every time he steals something of Buck's Hen raises a trademarked Eyebrow™ at him, pity and exasperation in equal measures.
When Eddie deems enough time has passed for Buck to get dressed, he lets his hands flop to his lap, opens his eyes and- oh. Oh no.
Not only is Buck not dressed, he's not even wearing his towel.
Bookmarked by lilikoimoemoe
10 Sep 2025