we_understoodTheAgreement



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    Gojo sat there for a time, absently running his fingers over the bumps and ridges of the skull. This skull was female, according to its rounder eye sockets and less prominent brow bone. There was a faint, faint echo of cursed energy still clinging to it: residuals left over from a long-dead sorcerer or curse user. This person had been powerful. Some kind of cursed speech user, but the echo of positive cursed energy meant they could self-heal their throat even as it was torn by their own power. Nearly invulnerable, like he himself was.
    That hadn’t saved them. Hadn’t saved any of the people who’d been imprisoned here. Invulnerability couldn’t save people from themseves.

    (Gojo is stuck in the prison realm with nothing but his own thoughts and the skeletons of his predecessors for company. It goes about as well as you'd expect. Then he finds a way out, but the world he stumbles into isn't his own. Not even close.)

    This fic is being translated into Russian! Read the Russian translation here.

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    “It can’t be that bad,” Will reasoned, because what Annabeth was saying highlighted the importance of an expectation; a planned design; a predetermined path. To follow the story that was written for you. But, from what he’d learned from ancient myths, things like fate were always given to the heroes. And Will—well, he wasn’t made out to be someone like that.

    “Yes, it is! If you went on a quest or had to fight a monster without—”

    “Annabeth, come on. Me—on a quest? Fighting a monster? That stuff’s for the half-bloods like you. The ones with the prophecies and the big destinies. We can’t all become myths and legends.” And that was okay; Will was fine staying in the safety of Camp Half-Blood. He was fine with taking care of its campers. With doing what was expected of him as a healer. With fulfilling his duty.

    She rolled her eyes at him, as if she understood something he didn’t. “I don’t think I was completely wrong when I thought you were the one. We don’t know why yet, but I know—you’re going to be important, Will.”

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    In which Will learns what it means to be a hero.

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    “God, your mouth,” Sirius whispered.

    “All the better to eat you with, my dear,” Remus said. His smirk was vicious enough to strip paint.

    “Holy shit,” Peter squeaked. “Is he joking?”

    (aka a story in which Remus goes off the wall because of the harvest moon)

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    Blacks do not cry. Blacks do not make empty threats. Blacks do not care about 'goodness.' And they most definitely do not fall in love.

    Sirius was the perfect Black. Until he wasn't.

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    A Slytherin! Sirius AU, in which Sirius is disowned after destroying his Dark Mark and finds himself homeless, friendless, and worst of all, bored. Enter Gryffindor's resident bad boy, Remus Lupin.

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