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  1. Public Bookmark 42

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    The details of the job are pretty vague, but in the end, Simon agrees. It's a chance. At freedom. Life. No matter how slim or ridiculous the thought is in a dying universe. He doesn't know what to expect, but he certainly isn't prepared to wake up months later on a small ship with a crew of people that leave him with more questions than answers.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    Exactly what the tags say.

    Akira Kurusu is disowned by his parents and has no guardian to take him in. Enter Bruce Wayne, eccentric billionaire currently funding a criminal rehabilitation facility for minors in Gotham. Bruce doesn't realize he's taking in Gotham's newest vigilante, and Akira doesn't know he is being housed by Gotham's Dark Knight.

    (A retelling of Persona 5, but Akira was taken in by Bruce.)

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    20 Jul 2024

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    chapter 31 ^^

  3. Public Bookmark 17

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    As an internet streamer, Simon had to keep a lot of things about his life secret even if he wanted to talk to someone about it. His past, his hobbies, hell even his clothing choices sometimes. Of course, it was nearly the same for Grace, albeit much less since he had his best friend.
    None could really predict that this would happen, but they both knew they wouldn’t hear the end of it from Rocky and Adrian wasn't about to step in.

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    17 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 28

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    Simon was no stranger to blood.

    He hadn’t exactly been the most clean-nosed child, and after his enlistment, he got fairly acquainted with what pain can do to the body, what trauma can do to the mind; what spilt blood can do to the soul. There were still nights he laid awake, listening to the muffled bombs in the distance, to the whimpers and moans of his brothers as they fought through dreams. He knew how blood smelled, how it tasted, how it felt on the skin, how there were too many types of pain to accurately describe and how to inflict each one. He’d long since desensitized himself to it— there was no room for squeamishness when you were fighting to survive, and less when you were the only one who managed it. He’d had blood on his hands for a long, long time.

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    Or: my version of the Swap!AU. AKA my excuse to whump Ryland Grace as much as I possibly can without outright killing him. Because where's the fun in that?

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    16 Jun 2026

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    16 Jun 2026