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    Yuji’s knees dig into the dirt, pinning Yuta’s forearms close in at his sides. He can hear Yuta’s heels drive into the sand as he tries to buck free but with no cursed energy, Yuta Okkotsu is just a human being for once. Yuji can feel his pulse against his palm—allegro, alive and warm.

    “Possessed brat, Yuta Okkotsu.” Yuji hears himself say the words, feels his vocal cords spasm around a familiar vomit-inducing laugh. “Hn, not my first choice, but I’ll take what I can get.”

    AKA: Sukuna gets one last shot at destroying something Yuji cares about. (post series, pre-Modulo)

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    15 Jun 2026

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    For every rising star that the shinobi world produces, a hundred other geniuses are chewed up and spit out. Seiko crawls out of that grinder, only to find that she still has the rest of her life to face head on.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    Marcus holds the goblet up, still stinking with klauthgrass, and ponders them, clutched in the wretched claws of his undead monsters. "Well," he says, and smiles. "If you will not willingly drink it, I have a manner of encouragement."

    And then he raises his dagger, pricks his own wrist until scarlet pools over his pale skin, and lets blood drip into the goblet.

    Before he can help it, Astarion stiffens.

    Astarion has spent two hundred years with truth as a bitter enemy. Fitting, then, that his choice to say it is taken from him.

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    04 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 70

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    "There's more writing on the bottom of the bowl," Shadowheart said. She was crouched down and pointing to markings on the underside of the creepy, bloodstained altar.

    "Is there? What does it say?" Gale asked, shuffling on his knees to get closer to where she was pointing.

    "He's going to crawl around like this and then complain about his knees all the way back to camp," Astarion muttered, sounding half amused and half exasperated. Karlach chuckled just a little, because he was right. Talk about being your own worst enemy: Gale versus his knees and back.

    "It says 'within each self a monster'," Shadowheart read off of the underside of the bowl.

    "Oh, this is very interesting," Gale said. "The blood spilled in the bowl will touch the other phrases, but not this one. I think that marks it as optional. I've heard of something like this before. Azuth set out trials for young mages where one could mark certain incantations with chalk and leave others blank, indicating how difficult a challenge one was willing to face."

    "This would make the trial harder?" Shadowheart asked, straightening. "A more difficult test?"

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    02 Jun 2026

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    "First," said Gale. "Do not kill any thinking creatures in Waterdeep unless you must to protect yourself or you have my express permission."

    As Gale spoke, he could feel the weight of his words sinking into the person sitting across from him. It was like casting a spell, but took no effort. Astarion had been staring hollowly into his goblet of blood, but at this he made a faintly interested noise. As if the rule were novel and he was considering the shape of it.

    "Second, you will obey me in all things," said Gale. There didn't feel like there was any honest way of softening that. Astarion didn't make any sound at all.

    "Third, do not leave the tower without permission." Astarion made another speculative noise, considering this one too. But then his shoulders hunched and his eyes skittered down, as if he didn't want to look at what was about to happen.

    "Fourth," Gale said, and paused. He started with some context: "There is a tressym upstairs."

    Astarion's head twitched. He looked up at Gale, blinking, startled. He had the air of someone who had been bracing for a blow and instead had just been handed a balloon animal.

    "A what?" he asked.

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    02 Jun 2026