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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    "Aspirant Tyranny," said Wicander. "Are you bleeding?"

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    Tyranny has been on the Material Plane for just short of a month.

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    18 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 34

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    Occtis Tachonis falls out of his body.
    Again, and again, and again.

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    16 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 17

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    "My brother lay yon by the river, the river,
    My brother lay yon be dead.
    My brother lay yon by the river, the river,
    My brother lay yon be dead.

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    My brother get up by the river, the river,
    My brother stand up still dead.
    My brother get up by the river, the river,
    Though his body be without its head."

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    15 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    "What," Lae'zel says, "is that."

    Her voice sounds severe—but then again, her voice always sounds severe, and at least there's no accompanying sound of a greatsword being drawn. Shadowheart lets her hand drop from the handle of her glaive and turns around.

    "What's what?" She glances up and down the street, but there's nothing out of the ordinary to be seen: just another street in the Lower City, thrumming quietly with everyday activity. There's a pair of kids whacking each other with sticks—a steel-gray dragonborn hawking potions and dyes—a noblewoman with a stupid little purse dog, the two of them turning up their noses at a selection of vegetables—a drow wobbling on his feet, supported by friends who seem nearly as unsteady as he is—

    "That." Weeks of journeying together mean that Lae'zel doesn't outright point at people anymore, but the tilt of her head is just as obvious. "That—creature."

    OR: Team Tadpole plays a game. Lae'zel confronts the complexities of taxonomy.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    “It was a kid,” Yagi gasped out. He had his hand balled up into a fist and the fist pressed to his lips, as if to remind himself that he could not start screaming. “Or. Young person, maybe 20. Homeless, I think. Activated their Quirk on reflex and then ran. The kids—” Here, he pressed his fist harder to his mouth, sucked in a wheezing breath, as if the air itself was pushing down something with physical weight. “The kids—”

    “Scattered immediately,” Aizawa finished for him, and Yagi managed a nod.

    Yagi’s eyes were so dilated that the blue was almost invisible. He shook violently. He looked like a scarecrow in a windstorm.

    Someone activated a Fear-Inducer Quirk so powerful that it reduced All Might to this— of course Aizawa’s class had bolted. 

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    A Fear Gas fic, BNHA style.

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    07 Jan 2026