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Am I just a spoiled brat who taught himself how to cry? by hollowsatoru (00qtrash)
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime & Manga)
15 Feb 2026
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The station was literally just a single platform, and they were the only two people who got off the train. Suguru’s parents were stood waiting for them and the moment Suguru was off the train they both smiled wide, genuine smiles.
Satoru watched as Suguru jogged over to tackle his mother in a hug. His father ruffled his hair and put an arm around his shoulders.
Suguru’s mother peered around Suguru and noticed Satoru still stood at the edge of the platform. The train had already pulled away and honestly he felt like dropping down onto the tracks to hide. Maybe he could sneak away?
This was a bad, bad idea, he realized. He shouldn’t have come. The pit in his stomach that had appeared while they were on the train instantly gaped open into a canyon under her kind eyes.
But it was too late now.
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After the dust settles on the Star Plasma mission, and after Suguru is coaxed back from the brink, he invites Satoru to join him at his parents' house that summer.
Satoru is quick to agree, but the longer he is there the more the cracks begin to show. Maybe this was a bad idea.Bookmarked by Metal_V
26 Feb 2026
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“Y’think anyone would notice if I just ditch this here?” Geto questions, flicking his cigarette, tanned cheeks warm. Gojo thinks he might actually look a little embarrassed as he peers around at their surroundings. He follows Geto's gaze. The alley - despite its privacy - was nearly spotless, it was frankly a little unnatural.
“Uh, yeah dude.” Gojo replies dryly. “This is like, the cleanest street in all of Harajuku apparently.”
Geto chuckles a little at that, still gazing around, fingers tapping lightly at his chin as he considers his options. Gojo turns his head then, eyes tracing the shape of Geto’s profile.
“You could put it out on me?”Geto has a ritual, a habit. Some might have even dared to call it an addiction. Usually it’s not an issue, but when he finds himself stranded without an ashtray in sight he's almost forced to resort to petty littering. Good thing his bestfriend Gojo - ever the green thumb - is there to offer an ethical alternative.
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26 Feb 2026
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“Don’t just face the mirror,” Suguru says quietly. “Meet yourself in it.”
Satoru swallows, eyes bright with fury and want. “You’re obsessed.”
“Yes,” Suguru replies, simple as a vow. “Now look.”Two rules. Twelve questions. One mirror. Satoru runs his mouth; Suguru calmly takes his time. A brat-to-honest pipeline with devotion sharp enough to leave marks.
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26 Feb 2026
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“So, you want me quiet?”
Suguru dosen’t answer, he couldn't.
Satoru leans forward just a little, elbows moving to resting on his knees now. Satoru’s grin fades into something a bit more curious.
“Does it bother you,” Satoru asks lightly, “or does it bother you?”
or: Satoru pisses Geto off to the point that he has to kiss him to shut him upBookmarked by Metal_V
26 Feb 2026
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Suguru stopped in the doorway of the kitchen, eyes widening as he looked at the mess Satoru had made.
Satoru just stood there, frozen in place like a deer caught in the headlights, spoon still hanging in his mouth and evidence all around him. He had accepted his fate already, and was simply awaiting judgment for all the diet pudding cups that had perished in his hands, now buried in his stomach.
For long seconds, silence filled the room as Suguru's eyes traveled from one cup to another, before finally stopping at the one still in Satoru's hands.
“Twenty-four,” he finally announced, voice low and solemn. “You ate twenty-four cups of diet pudding?”
Maybe it all started when they sat next to each other in class. Or when they moved in together for university. Or maybe, more embarassingly, when Satoru ate twenty-four cups of Suguru's diet pudding.
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26 Feb 2026

