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    “I’m not sure I know,” Bill replied, “but I think w-we’re all childless. Is that ih-it?”

    There was a moment of shocked silence.

    “Yeah,” Mike said. “That’s it.”

    But that’s in a different universe. In this one, only five of the seven losers are childless. In this one, Stanley Uris throws out every razor he owns and books a flight to Bangor before he can change his mind or come to his senses, and he kisses his wife and his three kids goodbye on his way out the door.

    And about twelve hundred miles away, Eddie Kaspbrak is already well over halfway to Derry when he pulls over on I-95…

    … and he finds his nine-year-old daughter hiding in his trunk.

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    14 Oct 2024

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    10/10 *chefs kiss*

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    They'll probably never see each other again. Once the power comes back, they will return to their own lives, go their separate ways, and Satoru will probably never think of him again.

    Suguru and Satoru get stuck in an elevator (and will absolutely meet again).

    Russian translation here: https://ficbook.net/readfic/018da20a-98e1-7744-9f51-162f33f696b6

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    26 Feb 2024

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    it's like, GAY SEX!! but with trauma and unnecessary tomfoolery

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    “You want to ruin him," Sukuna says.

    Maybe Sukuna isn’t wrong about that, Fushiguro thinks in a daze. Itadori’s heart is too heavy and too precious. It’s a burden that shouldn’t be given to anyone else. Because even Itadori himself can’t take care of it, can’t hold onto it for the life of him because he’d rather become the vessel to the most wretched of all curses just to help two people he’s only known for a few months—to help Fushiguro, who he’d only met that night.

    (I can keep it. Fushiguro’s hands move. I can hold onto it, if you want.)

    Maybe Sukuna’s definition of ruin wasn’t all that wrong from what Fushiguro wanted after all. Maybe that did make him just as wretched.

    But if Itadori was still willing to stay beside him, despite knowing that—

    Then there was no reason for Fushiguro to let him go.

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    Some dreams start to keep Fushiguro up at night, and the cure to stopping them might be closer than he thinks.

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    16 Dec 2023

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    im going to SOB

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    “You get caught out there, you’ll be killed slow.”

    Soap grimaced, peeking his head around the corner, scanning the seemingly quiet alley. “Mercs or the Narcos?” he asked.

    “Me,” the voice growled in his ear. “I suggest you keep moving, Sergeant.”


    John MacTavish was never recruited by the 141, but rather The Shadow Company. Now, after uncovering some disastrous information about his Commander, he’s on the run in Las Almas from the same men he’d once worked alongside, a USB in his pocket, and a ghost whispering in his ear.

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    04 Nov 2023

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    YEAHHHHHH FOOD!!

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    20 Sep 2023

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    christ on a feckin' stick...

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