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    Five years after his best friend left Jujutsu High to become an evil overlord, Gojo Satoru can't sleep. And there's not THAT much difference between a butt dial and a booty call, semantically speaking.

    (AU where Geto and Gojo start hooking up again due to desperation a few years before JJK0. Things...do not go as planned.)

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    20 Jun 2026

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    “What are you doing here?” he repeats. Someone would think he’s the dean of this school with the way he’s questioning Suguru right now, as if he has any power at all to unenroll him from all his classes and send him on his merry way.

    “Since you asked so nicely,” Suguru begins, completely unfazed by the hostility radiating off of Satoru’s body. He points a thumb at himself, the smile that was on his face the moment he looked up ever present. “I’m the student manager for the hockey team this year.”

    “You?” Satoru questions incredulously as ever, a laugh lacking mirth pushing past his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest. This must be some kind of joke despite him finding it hard to find any kind of humor in this situation.

    “Yes, me,” Suguru confirms, the same stupid smile still plastered across his stupid face. Sure, his skin looks effortlessly tanned, and his smile is somewhat infectious, and his gauges are a unique touch, but that doesn’t make him special at all.

    or, Satoru unexpectedly runs into Suguru again.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    The article was supposed to be a critique.
    Instead, it became an obsession.
    After his first professional loss, Itadori Yuji can’t stop rereading the article that tore apart his fighting style. All the flaws, mistakes, weaknesses—Fushiguro Megumi saw it all.
    That he only needs to understand how someone who has never stepped into the ring could see through him so easily.
    But the more he learns about the journalist who exposed him, the harder it becomes to tell where resentment ends and fascination begins.
    Fushiguro Megumi only wanted to write a story.
    He never expected to become the reason Yuji couldn’t look away.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    Gojo swears it’s just the weed, just the summer heat, just another night at the cabin.
    But when Geto ends up in his lap, laughing like sin in the sunset glow, it stops feeling like a game — and starts feeling like something he can’t come back from.

    Kinktober 2025, Day3

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    15 Jun 2026

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    this is so ethel cain and i have to recommend it so hard