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"Hey, kid." The stranger's voice was low, barely audible over the storm.
Zanka stared dumbly, unable to form a coherent reply. What a strange way to approach the situation. The man didn't even look at him, squinting into the rain instead.
"Need some help getting back over those bars?"
The question confused Zanka. It was obvious what he was doing. This guy couldn't be that thick.
After a long pause, Zanka shook his head and cast his gaze downwards again, "Naw. I ain't ever comin' back over."
"Oh… Okay. Well, if you don't mind, I'll just catch my breath here for a minute."
Had he run over upon seeing Zanka dangling off the edge? He'd only heard one person rush by on a bike since he'd crawled over. The man didn't sound winded. Didn't even sound panicked. There wasn't a single indication that he was afraid for Zanka's life. Which was fair. Even the people who were meant to give a shit about him didn't.
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A loose modern au where Zanka and Enjin's introduction goes a bit differently. Or Enjin stumbles upon a teen suicide attempt and Does His Best.
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26 Jun 2026
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Yuji has too much strength and accidentally broke his sons nose
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21 Jun 2026
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Sasuke didn’t have a lot of personal belongings. Sure, he owned things but he doubted that stuff like the couch or a table counted. Anything could be discarded and replaced, so he didn’t think much about it.
It wasn’t until he spilled water on his camera that he realized how much it mattered to him.
Or, Sasuke is a single parent and a visit to the repair shop leads him to an old friend.
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16 Jun 2026
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He already knows what’s happened. He’s not fucking stupid. Soldier Boy, the blast. The lingering burning over his skin as his blood drips from wounds he can’t see because he doesn’t have the strength to move his fucking head. As the V in his body vanishes, taking with it all the power, all the things that justified his time in that cold barren lab. It makes his suffering moot, strips away the weight his time served had left on his shoulders.
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25 May 2026
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Me: Hi, who's this?
??: Aunt Grace gave me this number and said your name was Hughie.
??: You knew my mom.He blinks a couple of times not knowing what to answer at that. What he does, though, is add the number to his contacts as Ryan.
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21 May 2026