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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    15 Jan 2026

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    He could barely see, but he could see the lines that usually glowed blue on his fingers.

    Red.

    His markings were red.

    Or: Vash's Plant biology started to fight the environment of Noman's Land and lost. Knives realized and doesn't want to see(or feel) Vash die.

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    11 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 40

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    "It's your brother," the Punisher says. "He needs your help."

    Evidently. Vash always needs his help. He needs him to make him realise the errors in his way. He needs him to properly terminate the human race so they can be free once and for all from their parasitic hold. He needs him to lead, as a big brother should, and to achieve his potential. He needs him because they are two separated halves who only require each other to survive.

    Yet the human suggests a different kind of help, one that forebodes an apocalyptic conclusion.

    "These markings of yours, his turned red."

    Tendrils of razor-sharp metal slither from Knives' back, as if reacting to his spikes of dread. Red, like entire rows of overworked Plants shrieking into the void. Red, like the fluids maintaining their sister's decapitated but alive body.

    The Punisher's voice falters for an instant before he adds, "I've never seen them like that before."

    (Or when Vash's markings become red, Knives has to intervene.)

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    04 Jan 2026

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    Satoru hasn’t had to worry about the bounty sitting on his head for a long time. He forgets it there. It means nothing to him besides the occasional bounty hunter that attempts to fight him. Moving away from the school should have restarted that nasty anxiety that lived in him like a second skeleton for much of his younger life. But he’s the strongest sorcerer. He’s Satoru Gojo, Six Eyes. He has died and been reborn better, greater, clutching the power of existence in his palms.

    Satoru barks a hysterical sounding laugh. He rubs his hands up his face, leans back and laughs at the smoggy sky.

    “My birthday cake, that I ordered this morning at five thirty, was poisoned. My kid who hates sweets took the first bite and nearly died because of it.” Satoru wipes moisture from his eyes. Let out one last breathy laugh. “Someone is going to die.”

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    21 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 79

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    Five times Gojo has to be the adult during a seizure, and one he doesn't.

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    30 Nov 2025