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    "I'm only single because there's no girl on Earth who could handle all this." Narancia gestures at himself, and Mista giggles again, and then cringes. His nose still hurts.

    "That's definitely it," Trish says, rolling her eyes. "But what about the rest of you? Are all of you just bachelors?"

    "No," Fugo says. He's been shuffling cards, and now he begins dealing them out. "Buccellati's married."

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    04 Jun 2026

  2. Rec 13

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    On Easter Sunday, Bruno takes Leone to the house where he had lived before life took such an unexpected turn. There, among the dust-covered memories of his childhood and the lingering presence of his late father, Bruno finally reclaims his past by offering Leone the one place he had kept sacred and secret.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    Suguru is ten years old when Gojo Satoru comes into his life.

    He's nineteen years old when Gojo Satoru becomes his life.

    (or, falling in love with his childhood best friend during their annual trip to Okinawa was never part of the plan)

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Guys😭don’t😭read😭if😭you😭don’t😭want😭to😭cry😭😭😭😭😭😭

  5. Rec 47

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    The problem has always been architectural.

    That is the thought that comes to Suguru with almost peaceful horror. The world made bodies wrong. It gave skin edges, bones borders, mouths that could only enter so far. It gave them hunger vast enough to imagine merger and flesh humiliating enough to fail at delivering it. Even now, pressed together on the floor beneath a temple, breathing each other’s breath, feeling each other’s hearts under their hands, there remains the obscene fact of separation. Satoru is beneath him and still unreachable in the final sense. Suguru is over him and still exiled from the exact place he wants to go.

    Satoru seems to realize it at the same time.

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    17 Apr 2026