bitterheart

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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    16 May 2026

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    "Were you aware that LuthorCorp was using Wayne technology in their illegal weapons programs?"

    For the first time, Bruce looked genuinely surprised. "Those contracts were terminated."

    "When? Before or after Luthor's crimes became public?"

    Bruce was quiet for a long moment, his fingers drumming against the arm of his chair. "I'd have to check with our legal department about the specific timeline."

    "So you don't know?"

    Bruce was silent.


    Gotham's drowning, Batman's bleeding, and a nosy reporter won't stop asking why.

    Three years after the flood, a rot festers, born from the stragglers of Riddler's movement.

    The Sons of Gotham, neo-Nazis with mysteriously deep pockets, rise from the grime. Bruce bleeds for a city that keeps sinking.

    Enter Clark Kent: infuriatingly earnest, maddeningly handsome, and asking questions Bruce can't answer.

    When threats grow too big for one city, Batman reluctantly teams up with Superman. Saving Gotham wasn't hard.

    Letting someone help? Letting someone in? Easier said than done.


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    08 Nov 2025

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    After a failed attempt at living in Kansas, Kon-El is living alone in the Justice Cave with only a mattress and twenty cents to his name. That's completely fine in his books, and handouts from Robin are not appreciated in the slightest.

    Thankfully for a concerned Robin, Tim Drake has plenty of money to help fund the young superhero in a completely innocent, platonic manner. He just needed to capture Superboy's attention for long enough to load him up with cash before the Kryptonian inevitably got bored.

    It does not stay innocent or platonic for long, and Kon is far more interested than Tim could have imagined.

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    07 Sep 2025

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    “Crowley is no longer affiliated with you.” The angel manages to sound indignant, of all things. “I—that is, he even got it in writing. Signed by three of Hell’s kings. It’s all very official.”

    “Well, we’re not here in any official capacity,” Hastur says. “It’s more of a personal visit. Friendly chat, that sort of thing.”

    If he was indignant before, Aziraphale is outright angry now. “You’re not his friends. You hurt him.”

    “Of course we did,” Ligur says, as if the angel is particularly slow. And he might well be, if he needs this much spelled out. “We’re demons.

    “You tortured him,” Aziraphale presses, unrelenting. 

    “It’s Hell,” Hastur says impatiently. “It’s ninety-nine-percent torture on a slow day.”

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    A.Z. Fell, one of the most respected names in wine and food blogging, has been sent on assignment with his assistant Warlock Dowling to spend six months in California Wine Country. Under direction (by his boss, Gabriel) to use this experience to double his blog followers and write a novel, Aziraphale is both excited and anxious about the opportunity.

    Anthony J. Crowley is the owner and viticulturalist of Ecdyses, a winery that unexpectedly fell into his lap eleven years ago when he hit rock bottom. He may be in debt, yeah, but he’s paying off his loans — and despite pressure from his lenders and their team of inspectors, Crowley has found a kind of contentment tending his little corner of terroir and producing extraordinary wine. Crowley’s old vines are the heart of his vineyard, and he’s never let anyone in.

    Crowley finds Aziraphale intriguing; Aziraphale finds Crowley enthralling. Turns out a famous wine expert and an experienced viticulturalist can still learn things from each other. The summer of 2019 unfolds.

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    29 Aug 2023