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  1. Public Bookmark 83

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    Whatever Gojo had been expecting to see inside, with his eyes tracking the ebb and flow of that warped energy just beyond the door. It had not been this.

    "Satoru? Is that you?"

    Standing there was the Geto Suguru he'd known ten years ago, dark eyes furrowed in worry. Still in their high-school uniform and looking exactly like one of those dreams that play in Gojo's mind when he tries to sleep.

    [ Or: Cult leader Geto Suguru messes up with a curse, leaving Gojo Satoru to take care of a very confused younger version of his one and only for a day. ]

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    25 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 30

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    Suguru smiles at him, rising to his feet. He helps Satoru—who’s still bare from the waist down—on his feet, holding his hand as they walk to the edge of the clearing, perched upon a hill overlooking the city. The crisp winds don’t bother him as Suguru stands behind him, holding his midsection tight, just like he used to when they were still in school. He puts his head on his shoulder, swaying them from side to side.

    “You see that little area down there.” He’s pointing somewhere far off, somewhere that Satoru would probably be able to see if he were sober, but he just nods anyway, too scared too fuck this up. “Good, good. I need you to destroy it for me.”

    Satoru makes a choice after seeing Suguru on his birthday after a decade.

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    21 Jan 2026

  3. Rec *

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    "You don't know what you're talking about," Suguru says dismissively, his voice laced with quiet indifference and a hint of irritation. The deliberate clink of books and pens echoes in the stillness, a subtle reminder of the distance he’s putting between them. His gaze flickers toward Satoru. "And get off my desk."

    Satoru’s lips curl into a smug smile as he rolls his tongue over the lollipop hanging lazily from his mouth. Unbothered, his eyes sparkle with mischief. "Or what, Professor?"

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    Gojo Satoru knew nothing about love when he started playing his game. He knew nothing of its gifts and its sorrows and its consequences. There were only two things that he was sure about: for one, he was obsessed with space, and for another, he wanted Geto Suguru to notice him.

    The rest, all of the things that Satoru wasn't prepared for, came long after he began to play.

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    24 Dec 2025

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    Professor Hwang Hyunjin. Cold, composed, and famously unbothered. He was the kind of man who kept his curtains drawn and his heart locked even tighter.

    But then came Felix.

    With boba eyes wide and wonder-filled, with a warmth so loud it echoed into Hyunjin’s quietest corners. The boy who lived across the balcony. The boy who danced barefoot under morning light. The boy he mistook as a girl. The boy he had some wet dream until the dream sat in his classroom seat.

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    31 Jul 2025

  5. Rec *

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    “What the hell are you staring at?” Till scoffed, crossing his arms with a glint in his eyes.

    Ivan smiled softly, allowing his fond gaze to meet Till’s frigid one. “You.”

    Till was so beautiful. Too ethereal for Ivan to comprehend. Though Till’s body was lingered with scars from his abusers, Ivan would simply show the ashen that he appreciated every single one, no matter how many hushed whispers or delicate kisses it took.

    Rolling his eyes, Till groaned, hooking his thumb under Ivan’s waistband and tugging it closer to him. Ivan’s erection strained as Till’s breath drew close against his ear, his lips grazing it ever so slightly as he spoke. “You're such a goddamn idiot.”

    or; ivan finds himself entangled in a web of fragile longing as till's true intentions are revealed.

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    29 Jun 2025