“I’ll be the first to admit that this is turning out more interesting than I would’ve thought,” Mei Mei broke the silence. Her head was placed on her desk, and even her eyes were closed, but it was clear she could see the different fights happening at once better than the rest of them could, even if they were watching it from the same screen.
“They seem more fired up than usual. I don’t think the last goodwill event was this competitive,” Kusakabe spoke up next, his hands ...
2025-04-20 22:06:01 +0000 UTC
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He came to with a roar and a word on his lips. “Boy!”
Muscled limbs pushed him up from the snow-covered ground, and wide, frantic amber eyes jerked left and right, yet his vision told the same story.
A story of snow-covered landscape that blanketed the ground for as far as his eyes could see. Aged and old trees shot to the skies in search of sunlight that didn’t quite seem to reach the ground. Rock outcroppings escaped the hold of the snow and fought their way out of the gro...
2025-04-20 11:00:38 +0000 UTC
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Alright, so over the past couple of weeks, I’ve come to a few decisions. One of them is creating a Snippet Collection for all the rough drafts I jot down when inspiration hits. That way, they’ll be available and open for continuation whenever the mood strikes. I also took the time to update the other collections.
Now for the more important news: Sunday slots will remain dedicated solely to Cursed Eyes. Taking the advice of a reader from a while bac...
2025-04-19 22:03:43 +0000 UTC
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The tension in the air was palpable. It was the smell of ozone, like a lightning bolt was about to strike from the sky. A sense of pressure slowly built, and Hero was not just being metaphorical. There was an actual sense of pressure being exerted on the world. It couldn’t be more clear that it was the old man’s power, yet so far, the duo had not moved from where they both stood.
A dragon and a death god.
Hero let the thought bounce around in his head for long se...
2025-04-19 22:00:08 +0000 UTC
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“Scenario 236: Fighting an enemy with ridiculous firepower in a heavily forested area.”
There was a hint of nostalgia in his father’s voice, alongside a self-serving smirk on his lips. Nine-year-old Fushiguro shifted from the push-ups he was doing to stare up at his father in confusion.
They were doing physical conditioning, at least he was. His father sat down to the side and was pestering him on tactics to use in fighting enemy...
2025-04-13 22:24:40 +0000 UTC
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“I’ve found it.”
Nobara turned at the sound of Emi’s voice.
The older girl stood beside her, eyes closed, fingers locked into a precise hand sign. Something to aid in her sensing? The ability to precisely pinpoint curse energy signatures. It was a very useful skill, however Nobara did not like it. The way it demanded complete concentration. The way it left its user vulnerable.
“I usually have a way of protecting myself when I do this,” Emi murmured, her eyes...
2025-04-06 22:30:01 +0000 UTC
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The forest surrounding Tokyo Jujutsu High was a familiar environment for Maki. While she hadn’t spent as much time here as she could have, her exile and departure from the Zenin clan meant she was now one of the full-time residents of the school and sanctuary. On nights when she couldn’t sleep, she jogged around the school, taking the scenic route that sometimes led her through the forest. Back then, there were no curses, just an empty stretch of trees and a thriving miniature ecosystem w...
2025-03-30 22:31:16 +0000 UTC
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The sound of a bamboo stick hitting the ground due to being filled with water rang out, a sound that penetrated the wooden walls. Water fell once again, filling the hollow bamboo stick, and Satoru knew it was only a matter of time till it rang out again. But despite his lackadaisical attitude, the ancient contraption was not the thing that held his true attention. That was reserved for the man steadily making his way to the building. His shoes hit the ground without care, and he carried a pac...
2025-03-25 22:00:08 +0000 UTC
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It didn’t take Jiki long to reach Ise Prefecture, but by the time he arrived, the last vestiges of sunlight had vanished behind the mountains, plunging the entire area into twilight. The sky, streaked with purple and orange, had faded into a deep, pale blue. A crisp breeze carried the mingling scents of pine and incense, a subtle yet ever-present reminder that this was sacred ground.
The car rolled to a smooth stop. Jiki stepped out, his posture relaxed but deliberate, his white hair ...
2025-03-08 22:03:00 +0000 UTC
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Boris sucked in a sharp breath, his weathered face twisting between alarm and disbelief.
“Wait,” he reached out again, fingers curling toward Sukuna’s coat, but the boy was already beyond his grasp.
Sukuna stepped into the open with an ease that should have belonged to someone who knew he was untouchable. His stride was slow, unhurried. It was like he was waiting for them to notice him. From this distance, he looked somewhere between a short adult or a particularly tall teen...
2025-03-07 22:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Hero had wondered if he was too late already from the moment he got the priority message sent from PRT Brockton Bay. There were only two messages that had enough priority to get past his tinker fugue and his DND on steroids, a countermeasure he activated whenever he was set to work. The first was all things related to Cauldron and their meetings. The second was a more recent one.
...
Alert. Alert. Alert. Incoming transmission on subject with classification: Walking Calamity.
2025-03-02 22:19:24 +0000 UTC
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“See you guys later!” Yuji waved off his teammates as he left the school's indoor gym.
Megumi gave him a questioning look, but Yuji brushed it aside with a smile. He spun around and began to jog off, the sweat glistening on his skin beginning to dry as he picked up speed. The evening breeze ruffled his hair and cooled him down.
He was still going to need a shower after this, but that could wait. He turned a corner and continued his steady pace, a pace t...
2025-03-01 22:20:01 +0000 UTC
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Sukuna walked through the snow-filled alleyways of Gotham with only Boris for company. The older man was as silent as an owl in flight, his seemingly large presence somehow blending into the surroundings—an act born of years of experience on these streets.
On the other hand, Sukuna would not mimic the man no matter what. Somehow, he knew that if he bothered to, he could. He knew the exact way to place his feet, widen his bare toes to distribute his weight, and shift his balance furthe...
2025-02-25 22:20:03 +0000 UTC
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Elder Hinamaki was a man who perfectly embodied his status as a higher up. He was traditional, rigid and uncompromising. His once jet-black hair had long since turned snow-white, a shift that started at the roots to the tips. Normally, it would have been slicked back in an effort to appear composed and in control, but today it was a disheveled mess, a mop of unruly strands framing a face deeply creased with the passage of time. His expression, a mix of worry and confusion, made the laugh line...
2025-02-22 20:56:20 +0000 UTC
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The explosion was followed by a deafening silence, broken only by the faint crackling of flames and the distant wail of alarms. Overhead lights dimmed and crackled as they lost power from their source and had to depend on another weaker source.
Kenta’s senses sharpened as the heat intensified, his draconic instincts flaring to life. He could feel the oppressive weight of the far-off presence, even from this distance, a suffocating pressure that made the air itself tremble. It was a se...
2025-02-17 22:00:10 +0000 UTC
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"Hush, little baby, don’t say a word, ’cause Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird."
A rare ray of sunlight slipped past the snowstorm that had fallen for days, past the ridiculously high buildings that dotted the landscape and covered their alleyways on all corners.
"And if that mockingbird don’t sing, Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring."
Which made the warm yellow beam a very curious occurrence, especially since it struck him directly in th...
2025-02-15 22:30:01 +0000 UTC
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One of my longer AOMR chapters, enjoy. Also, Poll at the end of this chapter, so I'll pin it for a few days.
Yamamoto walked.
Smoke veiled the air as plasma was vented into the surroundings. All that could be seen around him were destroyed and crumbled structures—buildings teetering on the edge of collapse, with many having already succumbed, rendering the already ruined roads borderline untraversable to anyone. But Yamamoto was not just anyone. He did...
2025-02-09 22:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“Are you sure I have to leave?” Aiko’s voice was soft, tinged with reluctance.
Jiki looked down at her, his closest approximation of a steadfast smile on his lips—even if it was a practiced one. “I won’t be with the clan over the coming weeks. It’s best for you to be in Shoko’s care.”
Aiko stared at him for a long moment, her hand clasping his tightly. Even from her position on the bed, she managed to meet his gaze. She was one of the few who dared to do so.
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2025-02-08 22:30:04 +0000 UTC
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“Explain. Calmly.”
Sachiko’s voice cut through the room, soft yet laced with an iron resolve that brooked no argument. Her wide, worried eyes flicked briefly to Yamamoto before settling on the trembling child. Ellie’s sobs hitched as she, too, glanced up at him, her small frame shrinking under the weight of his impassive gaze and the suffocating pressure that had briefly leaked from his displeasure.
Finding no solace in his stony expression, Ellie spun away and collaps...
2025-02-02 22:00:05 +0000 UTC
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The memory ground to a halt with a rough screech, like a recording that someone had roughly slammed the stop button on before ripping out the plug from the socket, tearing the tape loose, and breaking it with a sledgehammer.
Yet, it didn’t stop the image they both saw, Nozomi Gojo staring Jiki right in the eyes.
“I don’t suppose that happened originally?” Jiki asked without much fanfare, returning the time-locked woman’s stare with ease. &nbs...
2025-02-01 22:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Jiki stared at the scene in front of him, with only a single raised brow serving as the extent of his surprise. “Is that?” he asked leadingly, without turning to face Tengen, though he could feel the amusement on the four-eyed creature’s face.
“Yes, your ancestor. I believe she was the second person to be born with the Six Eyes and Limitless technique at the same time, but unlike the unfortunate first, she was a better user and didn’t die as young.”
Jiki nodded at her ...
2025-01-26 22:03:01 +0000 UTC
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Over the course of weeks, Yamamoto found himself adopting an unexpected role, one that he had long thought he had left behind. He had envisioned peace in retirement. One that constituted a quiet life free from the burdens of the soul society and the responsibilities of others. Yet, as he observed the young girl standing in the heart of the boat graveyard, flames coiling around her like serpents, he realized his retirement had transformed into something else entirely. He was no longer a warlor...
2025-01-20 22:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Jiki caught the fleeting emotion in Tengen’s gaze, wistfulness.
A baby’s cry pierced the air, and the scene shifted abruptly. They were now in a bar, dimly lit and intimate. In the corner, Jiki noticed a woman with straw-blonde hair. Her presence was unmistakable. Despite the shift in appearance, the cursed energy signature confirmed it—this was Tengen.
“This is where it all began,” the four-eyed figure beside him murmured. “Our ill-fated relationship.”
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2025-01-18 22:10:00 +0000 UTC
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They continued their walk, Yamamoto's long, measured strides leading them to a destination the child still didn’t know. It was a place he had glimpsed a few days ago, a fleeting curiosity without purpose until now.
The cacophony of the human world grew louder as they moved, the sharp honks of primitive locomotives and the hollering of passersby blending into an annoying symphony that Yamamoto ignored with some effort. With each step, the surroundings shifted, from the dense fam...
2025-01-12 22:38:38 +0000 UTC
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Jiki waited. He didn’t tap his feet against the ground, for that would’ve indicated he was impatient. Neither did he fold his arms, for that would’ve suggested he was agitated. Instead, he stood with the stillness of the dead, his calm and patience a thing of legend, as he stared at the barrier before him.
His words had not been a threat but a fact. He had indulged the old sorcerer’s bias and prejudice for long enough, and even now, he would’ve been completely content to let h...
2025-01-11 22:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Uraume walked briskly. Her hands clasped tightly over the long box she held, and their thoughts ran.
She had been so close.
So close to the Scion of She That Illuminated The Heavens. The shining star the gods had seemingly put their fate in. The gods that Uraume had abandoned the moment she decided to follow another.
Her lord and master, a calamity that ran over everything that crossed his path. The imaginary god Ryuomen Sukuna.
She could’ve snuffed that usu...
2025-01-04 22:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Yamamoto sat across from the child. It had scarcely been a week, but the girl looked better already after the delicate attention Sachiko had no doubt bestowed on her due to his request.
Her cheeks looked plump. Her dull brown eyes, even without the fire in them, had the slightest spark of life. Her previously pale skin had gotten some color.
"Sachiko tells me your name is Mei Mei," Yamamoto began, and the child gave jerky nods in response, making him hum in thought. He peered down...
2025-01-04 22:20:01 +0000 UTC
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Yuji had been the best at whatever he did, for so long that when he suddenly wasn’t, for the first time, the pink-haired boy was left unsure and reeling.
He would be the last person to claim genius, but he knew he was decently talented. He had surpassed and broken records in every sport even when he had not been trying.
As with things that were gained with no true effort, he had lost interest, for at the end of the day, it was always too easy. That was wh...
2024-12-21 22:40:01 +0000 UTC
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The sight before him was interesting. He was certain that if it was the mad child called Mayuri in his place, the painted-faced captain would be salivating at the sight in front of him.
This was not just a Fullbring incident. And he had considered it—the cost of letting out so much reiatsu into this world. It didn’t matter that the world was whole; it simply meant it could survive his presence and wouldn’t implode at the appearance of a monster of his caliber.
Yet the destru...
2024-12-21 22:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Toji Fushiguro was left wondering why he fought so hard for her return.
“Are you done with the dishes?!”
Tsumiki yelled from the living room, and he scowled as he continued swiping the dishes clean while mumbling a reply. He was the dreaded, Toji Fushiguro, the bastard of the Zenin clan, sorcerer killer, and all-around menace, and here he was, forearm-deep in a tub of soapy water, washing dirty plates.
“I didn’t get a reply,” a menacing voice called out from behind...
2024-12-14 22:30:02 +0000 UTC
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