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    vicennium: twenty years' time.

    used in a sentence: Noel Noa and Jinpachi Ego did not know how much a person could change; could reform and regrow around a gap in his chest that the other had left them in a vicennium.

    or: egonoa angst because i felt like it and you all have to suffer listening to the backstory i've created for them in my mind

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  1. Public Bookmark 90

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    The woman takes a seat on the bed–Ryujin’s bed, fuck, she made it this morning too–and crosses one leg over the other. Something about the picture rings familiar. Something about the whole of her feels vaguely reminiscent, like a dull itch on her brain that she can’t quite scratch.

    The crappy haircut. The blue eyes bordering on black. The gaze that feels more calculating than human. And the clincher–the absolutely manic look in her eyes. Oh no, Ryujin sees it now.

    “Glasses,” she says finally. “You’re Glasses’ sister.”

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    09 Sep 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    damn i forgot how much i love hand jumper until this

    i love this

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    The first time Suguru meets Gojo, he knows it must be a mistake.

    “Are you okay?” are words that should never be coming out of that guy’s mouth. Especially now.

    It’s just his luck; his shitty, good-for-nothing luck that landed him a soulmate that’s the complete opposite of what he likes.

    Suguru knows his type. Mild. Kind. Brown eyes, maybe. Someone that he can talk to easily and stay silent with just as well. Not this arrogant, snarky, loudmouth of a sorcerer. Suguru barely got the chance to summon his cursed spirits before the guy came jumping into his scene, laughing like it’s all a joke as he exorcises a Grade 2 with a swipe of his fingers.

    “Suguru-kun, you have a kind soulmate,” he remembers his aunt telling him. “Their first words are out of worry for you.”

    He looks back at Gojo, bashing a curse’s head into the concrete, gleeful like a child with a new toy, and thinks, bullshit.

    or: a satosugu soulmate au in which the first words your soulmate says to you are shown on your body.

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    06 Sep 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    ah frick it's sweet

  3. Public Bookmark 17

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    08 Sep 2026

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    omg it's so silly the itoshis combined are more emotionally repressed than an airplane bathroom's pipes oml

    this is so good

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    Two people must ask each other a set of uncomfortable questions. They can either answer, or take a shot. Welcome to Truth or Drink, Exes edition: ft. Micheal Kaiser and Isagi Yoichi.

     

     

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    "If you say some stupid shit I’m gonna hit you.”

    Kaiser drums his fingers against the table. “Does it still count as domestic assault if it’s no longer domestic?”

    “I think it’s just assault. And it’s gonna be aggravated if this keeps going how it is.”

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    “If you could erase all your memories of me, would you?”

    “You’ve made me into who I am today. I wouldn’t erase any of it.”

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    08 Sep 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    FRICK I LOVE THIS

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    “Satoru?” The word rings, fuzzy in his ears as it whines like tinnitus, familiar and heart stopping.

    ‘I’m dead.’ He can’t even hear his own thoughts over the loudness of the world, staggering where he stands, eyes still fixated on the sky, on the sun. ‘I’m dead, I died, I felt my heart stop, this can’t be, it can’t-’

    “Hey,” it comes again, a little more urgent than before, a little closer, another hammer to his ears and all the noise shrieking behind his eyes. He recoils hard enough to go stumbling as a hand reaches for him, covered in flesh rather than empty bone, tan and recognizable. Unbelievable.

    There’s something wet trickling from his nose. Bile stings on the back of his tongue. The words dissolve into the rest of the white noise as he stares up at the blue of the sky, and tries to remember if he’d ever had a hallucination as bright as this.

    ‘I have to be dead,’ he thinks. Somehow, he isn’t.

    Or: Gojo Satoru goes back in time. He makes a couple of changes for the better.

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    06 Sep 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    read later