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  1. Public Bookmark 41

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    There’s a child of the Renaissance in Daniel's living room.

    A contemporary of Michaelangelo is watching a thrifted Blu-Ray copy of Finding Nemo on his ten-year old television. He’s disturbingly engrossed. He likes the part where the little girl shakes the fish in the plastic bag; he laughs. He’s wearing socks with tiny rabbits printed on them, and they make hypnotic patterns as he rubs his feet together subtly, like a scheming evil fly.

    Big biting insect, ominous presence, nighttime creature. Sharing the sofa with a nuclear warhead. The creep says, “The artistic direction of this film is superb, beloved.”

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    04 Jul 2026

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    “Daniel,” a voice calls from the other side. “Daniel, open the door.”

    God, he wants to laugh. He’s shaking like a leaf, with vomit still around his lips, and his little devil is right outside the door. Daniel’s life is a fucking comedy.

    Daniel has a bad panic attack and Armand tries to fix the mess he made.

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    23 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 19

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    Amadeo lay in the dark silence, hand delicately tracing the stone enclosure before drifting to rest on his stomach. The pain was still there, eating away at him from the inside. Idly, his hand started pressing. Pushing down, down, down as if he could physically force the hunger away. His body molded to the bottom of the coffin as he crushed his abdomen. 

    His breath caught. 

    Amadeo turned sharply to his side, gagging as he released the pressure on his stomach. Saliva dripped down his face as he heaved. He wrapped his arms lightly around his middle, resting his head against the cold bed.

    This didn’t feel like love.


    OR: an Armand character study through his relationship with hunger.

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    09 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 49

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    Armand sighed. “You have to sign in here and you’ll be placed in a virtual line for assistance.”

    “What the hell?” Daniel glared. “You’ve never made me do that before.”

    “There wasn’t a line before.” Armand grabbed the iPad that was slung over his shoulder.

    “There’s no line now!” Daniel gestured to the store. Sure a few people were browsing, but very distinctly no line.

    “It’s a virtual line, Mr. Molloy.”

     

    (Or: Daniel hates technology, and Armand fixes his shit)

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    06 May 2026

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    “Sometimes in war, it's hard to be the one that survives.”

    Gotham isn’t a war. Jason isn’t a soldier. But the streets are still a battlefield, and a return doesn’t feel like much of a return at all.

    (or, Jason experiences a traumatic event, cries in his shitty shower, finds his way to Wayne Manor, and finds Bruce. maybe, if he's lucky, in that order)

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    08 Mar 2026