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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    "Someone might see us fuck," Satoru says.

    Suguru's hands grab him and drag him onto his side, nose pressed against the clavicle.

    "Someone for sure hears us fuck, here and there and everywhere," Suguru replies. Arm over his eyes.

    Satoru's fingers run along the seam of his lips. His fingers run along the line of his jaw. Down the throat. Middle finger stops at the hollow.

    "Does it bother you that much?" Suguru he asks.

    "It doesn't bother you at all?"

    Suguru rubs his eyes, all drowsy already. All marked up. In the room they barely fit in.

    "Don't know, a little, maybe, don't know."

    Satoru pokes him.

    "Hypocrite."

    Suguru laughs at that folding his hands behind his head, smiling widely, eyes closed again, the red almost evaporated from his skin.

    "Yeah. I am."

    Two sorcerers, overworked underpaid, however, thoroughly fucked by each other.

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    23 May 2026

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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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    18 May 2026

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    “Suguru,” a voice that sends him into a feverish state, like it’s his body’s muscle memory, “holding my hand after telling me we can’t be friends? How forward.”

    Suguru turns on his stool and stares, heart all broken open. He’s too tipsy and filled with too much want, all spilling out from him, something no timed smoking break can contain. When did it ever? All his careful lies, all the rules he has lived by, tumble down inside him when he meets Gojo Satoru’s eyes again for the first time in almost two years. It feels like the first breath he has taken in a very very long time.

    “Oh,” Suguru manages, vision swimming with cerulean and snow white, “there you are.”

    Gojo smiles at him, smirks at him, and a crashing wave of sense memory washes over Suguru at the sight.

    “Here I am.” Gojo agrees easily, slides onto the stool in front of Suguru, eyes gleaming. He doesn’t let go of Suguru’s hand, just plays with his fingers as he leans in close, a faint scent of amaretto and something citrus. “Now,” he murmurs, taps his foot against Suguru’s gently, “what are you going to do about it this time, hmm?”

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    16 May 2026

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    Nothing makes sense here.
    All he knows is that his name is Itadori Yuji, he’s eighty-three years old, the year is 2086, and he is stuck in an alien’s technique. There is no other option.
    There can’t be.

    Or, eighty-three-year-old Itadori Yuji appears in Sendai just a few blocks away from where his fifteen-year-old counterpart eats Sukuna's finger.

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    13 May 2026

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  5. Public Bookmark 18

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    Ronan and Adam didn’t mean to end up in a church parking lot, mouths crashing hot against one another, greedy hands grasping for exposed skin, their bodies thrumming with want.

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    Ronan and Adam hook up in a church parking lot.

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    03 May 2026

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