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“I call it the ‘Japanese Dick Trap’.”
And suddenly Kiyoomi wishes he was sent back 15 seconds ago when Atsumu was quiet.
miya atsumu and sakusa kiyoomi don't get along. but sometimes hate is a powerful aphrodisiac
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- Part 1 of 10 reasons i like (hate) you
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Sakusa Kiyoomi: outside hitter for the MSBY Black Jackals, prickly bastard, neat-freak, and under that mask (literal and hypothetical): dedicated fanboy
These are the trials and tribulations of being in love with Miya Atsumu.
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That Time I Tried to Hook Up and Got Trapped in a Study Date by brattygeto
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
27 Jan 2026
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Suguru is attracted to nerds. Particularly the hotter, more socially inept, extremely academically challenged type. When he finds out Gojo wants a "private math lesson," Suguru figures that's just a code word for something else.
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“Here,” Satoru said. “I didn’t— I didn’t know how much exactly, so I just…”
“You didn’t have to bring this much,” he lied, folding the bills neatly and tucking them somewhere out of sight. “But it’s appreciated. I love a generous client.”
Satoru blinked. “…Client?”
Suguru raised an eyebrow.
“We are doing a private session, aren’t we?”
Satoru nodded with enthusiasm and a flushed complexion.
“Right, so, um— where do you keep your books? I brought a few of my own.”
Suguru’s eyes widened at this response. “Your— books?”
“Books,” Satoru repeated. “Math ones, just in case.”
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25 May 2026
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"Zuko, my sister Katara. Katara, my roommate Zuko."
She blinks, the familiarity of the name hums in her bones as she stares at him. But then, she snaps herself out of her stupor by mentally shaking her head, realising she's been standing there looking like an idiot that Zuko probably thinks she's being weird.
But, he doesn't seem to notice as he blinks at her too.
So, she takes the initiative to offer her hand towards him, letting a smile grace her face. "Nice to meet you."
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Originally posted back in 2016 under my old account.
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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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06 May 2026