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    Will should have known from the moment he’d suggested they sign a prenup and Hannibal had said, don’t be perverse.
    There was that joke, wasn’t there, that went something like, marriage is a death sentence. No—marriage is a life sentence. Just before signing his name on the marriage certificate, he had had a flash of panic—or a flash of sound fucking thinking for once—that told him very clearly, don’t. He didn’t listen, and here he was.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    On the shore, Will and Amelie were waving. Hannibal waved back, swallowed with urgent need to conceal what he feels. And he felt this: that he was standing on this beach today, the man he was now and with the life he led now, exclusively because of Will; that it had all been done for Will and with Will in mind; that Will had done this to him and would not take responsibility, not follow through, not even deign to call his own child anything else but his boyfriend’s daughter—and that Hannibal would kill him for it.

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    Katsuki Yuuri was an omega. He was unmated, unbonded, unmarked. Pure, unspoiled. The most delicious thing Viktor ever remembered breathing in.

    He could be ours, some feral, ancient part of Viktor growled. A part he hadn’t known existed, hadn’t thought omegas even possessed, but it roared inside all of a sudden as Yuuri lavished praises on him. ‘Your skating is amazing, your routines are flawless, you inspire me, you’re so perfect…’ Viktor couldn’t even process everything he was saying, not with his whole body going haywire. As Yuuri murmured out soft words into his chest, another part of Viktor that had always been quiet spoke up. Softer, but more insistent.

    Needier.

    We could be his, it whined, and hurt Viktor’s throat even in silence.

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    06 Feb 2026

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    "You don't seem in heat," he notes.

    Yuuji blinks. Heat? Oh. "I don't have a fever," he confirms, moving his face forward so that Gojo can touch his skin properly, no Infinity to stop him. His hand is big and cold and— is that cologne? He buries his cheek deeper into the man's palm and barely notices the way he stiffens, breath hitching like a poorly sealed air balloon.

    A curse sends Yuuji to an alternative omegaverse universe without him noticing. He remains unaware while everyone else suffers.

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    25 Jan 2026

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    Suguru knows it’s been awhile since his last rendezvous with Satoru, but surely his best friend would have mentioned a life update as significant as dating a monkey. One who was, in fact, still in middle school! What the hell?

    Both Satoru and Yuuji go back in time to November 2016. For the sake of preserving the timeline, they try to act normally but it really doesn’t work out.

    Meanwhile, Suguru tries to stage an intervention for his best friend despite being one of jujutsu society’s most wanted.

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    24 Jan 2026

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    He keeps Yuuji around, even after he starts to rot.

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    18 Jan 2026

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    Sukuna wraps Yuuji’s body in a pitch-dark kimono and ties a red obi around his waist. It’s how the boy would have dressed had he been alive during the first Golden Age of sorcery, Sukuna thinks. So much more dignified than the cheap polyester rags he subjected himself to in the twenty-first century.