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    "Sukuna," Yuuji whispers. "Or whoever you are — my brother, is there any chance that he'll ever come back?"

    'Sukuna' doesn't flinch, doesn't hesitate as he says a simple "No."

    Yuuji closes his eyes, his heart fissuring into two as he comes to terms with the reality he always knew deep down, but had never wanted to admit to himself. He knew that his brother was gone to this world, that he was dead, that whatever came back in his place was someone —no, something— else entirely.

    (The one where Sukuna goes into the forest one night, and something else comes back in his place.)

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    19 Jan 2026

  2. Rec 25

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    "He'll scream and try to wash it off his fingers, but he'll never escape what he's made up of."

    His mom had dimples too. He knows this from a picture he found hidden in Toji’s dresser drawer, buried below a cacophony of socks and underwear. In the darkest recesses of his mind, he wonders if that’s why Toji left. Maybe Megumi became too much of a reminder, an ever-present itch Toji couldn’t scratch. The thought of it makes his skin crawl.

    OR; Toji has returned, and Megumi prepares for the worst. It's not enough.

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    19 Jan 2026

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    The blur in front of him sharpens.

    It’s human-shaped, that blur. Then face-shaped. Then—oh—hot-face-shaped, with a five-o’clock shadow, long-ish hair, and seriously blue eyes. And, fuck. That jaw.

    Peter… knows that jaw? He also knows the metal arm, although it’s not the one he caught in Germany. It was different when that happened—the first time Peter had worked with Mr. Stark, and also had his first ‘Do I like dick? I might like dick’ revelation. Jesus, it was so long ago, and what a truly fucked-up day to reconnect with a blast from his pubescent sexual confusion.

    Peter attempts to get up, gets very softly pushed back down with a frown, opens his stupid mouth, and, still a lot out of it, lets this slip past his filter:

    “In my defense, I was imagining a robot uprising.”

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    25 Jul 2025

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    Three months after New York was swallowed by a nightmarish blanket of psychological agony, Robert Reynolds was once again just Bob.

    And Just Bob liked boring French New Wave and Depeche Mode and pictures of baby Highland cows. He stacked fries in his burgers like Jenga towers. He liked Jane Kenyon, Allen Ginsberg. Made a mean Lasagna alla Bolognese. Played guitar (kind of). Knew how to jumpstart a car (pretty well, actually). He liked chess.

    He’d spent most of his life high, bridging sober gaps with odd jobs and side hustles and jail. He’d stolen from everyone who cared enough to let him into their home.

    Robert Reynolds wasn’t Sentry, he wasn’t the Void—but he had been.

    Wasn't it only a matter of time before he would be again?

    After the Void descended on New York, Yelena adjusts to the life her sister led—dealing with PR managers, government endorsements, and a team she’s only recently learned to tolerate.

    And then there’s the Bob thing.
    And the Bob thing is super fucking complicated.

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    17 Jul 2025

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    The first time they met, Peter had been fifteen and Deadpool had seemed like a weird enigma to him.
    The next time they met, Peter had blipped and Deadpool hadn't. Time, having passed in unequal amounts for two very different people, had fundamentally changed their lives and the people they were. They hadn't even ever known one another before, and now that was about to change...

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    "You're too young to be frowning so much." Deadpool said with a sigh, and Peter went cross-eyed briefly when Deadpool tapped at the crease between his eyebrows.

    "I'm not young." Peter blurted, and then tried to clarify, "I am young, I guess, but not…I mean…I was younger, you know, like too young, when we first met…but n-not…not anymore-…"

    "Not too young, anymore, huh." Deadpool repeated and Peter stopped rambling, meeting Deadpool's mask's eyes, "Not too young for what exactly?" the older man asked in a tone of voice that was all at once amused and very, very suggestive.

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    30 Apr 2025