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  1. Public Bookmark 74

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    It's eight pm on a Friday and Katsuki is in Izuku's lap, which is where he ends up most Friday nights lately — a pattern neither of them has named out loud, but both of them have started to anticipate by Thursday afternoon.

    "Just the tip," Katsuki says, his voice thin and breathless. "We said just—"

    "I know," Izuku says, and his hands are trembling, his whole body tense with the effort of not pulling Katsuki down, not taking more than what was offered. "I know, just the tip, I'm not—"

    Katsuki grinds forward again and the head drags along his inner walls and his entrance contracts around it, pulling, trying to draw it deeper, and a sound leaves him that's closer to a whimper than anything he'd ever admit to.

    He can feel every detail of it now — the smoothness of the skin, the way it's slick with his own wetness, the way the ridge catches on his entrance with each backward grind before the crown settles back into place. His walls are clenching rhythmically around the intrusion, trying to pull it deeper even as he keeps his hips elevated enough to prevent it.

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    05 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    Amon follows Kaneki after their encounter during the Owl Suppression Operation down into the sewers. They do not reach V14, but instead have a brief battle that leads to their section collapsing on top of them—leaving a starved, desperate Kaneki as their only chance for survival.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Young Izuku nods. He’s still pale, with a careful blankness to his face, and his shoulders tremble slightly when he moves. In a small, sure voice, he says, “I’ve thought about what you told me, and what I’ve seen. And there’s only one explanation: I’m dead.”

    “Ah,” says Mirio.

    Izuku rubs his forehead with the heel of his hand. “We should probably just call Mr. Aizawa.”

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    There are versions of himself that Izuku wishes he could bury.

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    18 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 56

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    “Is this what ya want?” Atsumu hisses, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling it roughly. “Someone to put ya in your place?”

    “Maybe.” Kiyoomi breathes.

    “Ya need it, don’t ya?” Atsumu says quietly, voice dangerously hovering over his ear. “Ya need someone to teach ya how ta behave. All that fancy prep school bullshit didn’t prepare ya for this, huh? And ya fuckin’ lecture me about propriety.”

    Or: Kiyoomi is an entitled little bitch from Tokyo and Atsumu puts him in his place.

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    29 Apr 2026

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    Izuku feels like he's losing a grip on reality. He can't sleep, can't eat, can hardly function as the days begin to bleed together. No matter where he turns, the underlying sensation of wrongness sticks to him like sweat.

    Something inside him pulses, alive. Ghosts bleed into his life, more tactile and real than those around him. And...why is everyone asking about a person Izuku is sure doesn't exist?

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    29 Apr 2026