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    Ace's skyrocket to the Pirate Summit at 17 had consequences for the little brother he left behind.

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    A world where Izuku Midoriya takes quirklessness activisms down a dark road and inequality isn't mitigated by One For All.

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    A last goodbye.

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    Heartbreak can never be easily summarized nor explained.

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    For a while, this is as close as they get to any sort of argument: Zoro growling at him like a rabid dog, deadlocked into a staring contest that Mihawk, for the first time, might actually lose.

    Perona finally breaks the silence. "Urgh! I've had it with you--emotionally constipated sword freaks!" she fumes with a petulant stomp of her cherry boots. "Fine! If you two won’t talk about it, then I’ll do it for you!" She extends her hands. "Negative Hollow!"

    Twin translucent specters erupt from her palms. Mihawk effortlessly swats away the pest -- but Zoro, only halfway to his mastery of haki and ambushed from his freshly-carved blind spot, is not quite so fortunate.

    Zoro crumples to his hands and knees. “I don't deserve to have you as my father.”

    Perona gasps. Zoro petrifies, and Mihawk thinks, distantly, that this is what it would feel like to take a sword to the chest.

    “As your what?”

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    It takes hurting both of the children living with Mihawk to make him realize that they're his.

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    02 Apr 2026

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    When she blinks away the haze, she gasps.

    “O-Oh my gosh,” Perona exhales, clasping a hand over her smudged lips. “Did I hurt you?”

    With a slap? Mihawk has effortlessly tanked cannon blasts. “Of course not,” he replies, but the sigh that escapes his lips sounds strangely hoarse. “Why would you think that?”

    A lacquered nail points at his cheekbones. “Because you’re crying...”

    Impossible. “That’s absurd,” Mihawk denies, ignoring the way his voice crumbles at the edges. “Do you have any idea how many *decades*it’s been since I last--”

    Before he can finish, the brackish tang of saltwater trickles onto his tongue.

    Pupils wide, Mihawk touches the curve of his cheek. “Oh.” He examines the dampness pooled between the ridges of his fingerprints. “I suppose I am.”

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    Instead of fighting at the Valley of the End, Sasuke convinces Naruto to join him.
    Together and on the run, they develop a co-dependent relationship that blurs the lines between love and make-belief.

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    10 Mar 2025

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    “Stop groping my pulse. If you’re hungry, just eat.”

    Grimmjow’s sleepy, extremely grumpy voice tears through the dreamy half-doze Ichigo was starting to sink into.

    “I’m not hungry,” he says into Grimmjow’s hair. “And I am not…”

    Grimmjow shifts, and some of the shorter strands of his hair, slightly damp from his nightly shower and mussed to hell from Ichigo’s complete inability to resist a wet, half-naked Grimmjow, slide boldly into Ichigo's nose. He pulls back, sneezing violently, and almost misses what Grimmjow says.

    “…just molesting my throat for fun? Pervert.”

    “What the—I’m innocently cuddling you, not molesting your throat, and will you stop phrasing it like that, you degenerate asshole?” For good measure, Ichigo pulls back the hand that was spread loosely over the base of Grimmjow’s throat. And sure, his thumb was on the pulse, stroking idly, but he wasn’t groping anything.

    “Why? It’s accurate.” Grimmjow, like the pissy cat he is, refuses to concede. “You never touch my dick like that.”

    “For fuck’s sake, Grimmjow, if I went for your dick the way I do for your throat, you’d have bigger problems.”

    Promises,” the crazy bastard purrs.

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    27 Feb 2025

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    legit, the hottest thing I've ever read. do I want to examine any closer what that might say about me? absolutely not.

    Grimmjow cants his hips into it—and isn’t that a fucking *sight*—but that’s not quite enough either.

    “Help me out,” Ichigo coaxes, gentling his grip, massaging the base of Grimmjow’s tail and scratching his nails lightly along his scalp. Grimmjow shudders and says nothing. “Hey, c’mon. You went to all this trouble for this. Least you can do is let me fuck you right.”

    He’s not thinking about a word he’s saying, balls-deep in that space where he’s hot and horny and a little mean with it, but he sees the words hit Grimmjow—the hitch of his breath, the flick of his tail.

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    "Is that how it works," Grimmjow asks, and for a fleeting second, he looks like he's reaching for something that he can't quite grasp, he looks vulnerable, he looks so beautiful, "Does love make it hurt less?"

    Ichigo feels his head swim. "Yes, yes it does." He near-whispers, looking down at the plain white of his bedsheet, magnificent in the soft light. He can feel Grimmjow standing right next to him, close, so close.

     

    Or, in which, they spend their first Christmas together. Grimmjow eats all the cookies, Ichigo explains Santa Claus, and miracles are born.

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    26 Feb 2025

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    this killed me dead

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    "It's okay," Ichigo all but chokes out. "I probably freaked you out. It's okay if you don't want—"

    "If you don't want?" Grimmjow pulls back and leaves warmth in his shape against and inside Ichigo's chest. Blue eyes stare at him incredulously, and Grimmjow stresses, a pitch higher, "If you don't want? All I ever do," he pushes the words out of his mouth like they're burning charcoals, "is want."

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    It started with a liquor-fuelled night of fun and ended with Ichigo on all fours. Curious about the Shihouin family secret, Ichigo engrosses himself in a new form of training, and accidentally endears himself to Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

    The only problem is that Ichigo is living a double life, and Grimmjow has no idea the shinigami he detests is also his newfound stray friend.

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    20 Feb 2025

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    “Don’t fucking pity me,” Grimmjow said into Ichigo’s silent protest, facing the other way and not moving. “I’m not one of your friends, Kurosaki. I don’t need it.”

    “I don’t pity you. I’m jealous.” Feeling Grimmjow shift under his grip, absolutely turning to stare at him, Ichigo lifted his chin and threw himself right out there. “I like you, so how come you don’t go searching for me when I’m not around? Something could have happened to me. I’m danger prone, you know. It’s really reckless of you.”

    I file away my favorite quotes on notion as I'm reading and I cannot explain the self control it took to not copy paste this entire thing into my notes.