Alerios



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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    5 times Satoru kisses Megumi and the 1 time Megumi kisses Satoru

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    09 Jun 2021

  2. Public Bookmark *

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    Four times having a governor module fucking sucked, plus one time [REDACTED: FILE MISSING].

    (Or: Murderbot has Emotions for 8,000 words. ART tries to help. So does Dr. Mensah, but like, in a decidedly less assholish way.)

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    28 May 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    a montage of growing up, together, holding each other, love and hurt and life and eleven years together, dancing in the living room, clutching each other tightly, always.

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    25 May 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 51

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    Megumi is pretty used to weird men coming in and out of his life. Yet Gojo Satoru, not a man, a teenager, a kid who acts younger than him, is the weirdest of them all.

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    11 May 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 36

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    Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
    And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.

    Gojo suffers insomnia, among other things.

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    07 May 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    But Gojo thinks holy things are boring. They are something out of a movie, taken from a quote in a book a little too pretentious for its plot line and a quote sung a thousand times in a weathered music box. They can’t rip and tear, can’t grab and twist, can’t echo like wardrums in a mountain col. They can’t grab like Gojo is grabbing him now, and plunge him into the fiercest depths of this thing he knows as Love, and scorch every open surface of Fushiguro’s body till they char like blackened branches in a silent forest.