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  1. Public Bookmark 11

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    He and his sisters had never been to the beach before, though, and the way Gojo and Geto talked about it, one would think it was the most magical place on Earth.

    Megumi had resolved to go if only to see them proven wrong. What could possibly be so life-changing? Something that would leave him “dreaming of sand and blue water for years afterward”? Something that would “make him dread the end of summer”? Something that would turn into what Gojo liked to call his "blue spring"?

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    a love story told through four summers.

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    06 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 25

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    So.

    It all starts like this:

    It’s been three weeks. Gojo is tired, running on empty, blank and careless for it, not paying attention. His mind blissfully empty of everything, he is at the edge of abyss that grands him another year of functionality. Every emotion already expelled, all his rage, grief, pain and fear exorcised by action, his thoughts blurring and tripping over themselves. He is a void, going through the motions, more from long practiced muscle memory than true intention.

    It’s been 21 days.

    Gojo is exhausted, at the brink of collapse.

    There is a curse.

    And it all goes to shit.

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    Gojo Satoru is struck by truth telling curse. He cannot mask anymore and the complete truth his words are revealing is both chilling and soul crushing. There is no escape from wounds old and new, broken feelings and startling realizations of the true, crushing weight the man who is seen as more of an idea than a human carries. What can students of one Gojo Satoru do when faced with the strongest who cannot lie anymore? And can someone so used to repressing everything he feels survive total exposure and raw vulnerability that comes with it?

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    05 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 22

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    fushiguro megumi was good at overthinking things.

    “he's just worried about you. said you've been weird.”

    “i haven't been weird. he doesn't even know what me being weird looks like, we met literally three months ago,” he pointed out, returning to the kitchen to angrily take a chomp out of a green apple. he didn't even like green apples, he just needed something to crush between his teeth.

    “okay, then, i think you've been acting weird. how's that?” nobara countered.

    “well, then i think you're a nut job,” megumi replied, swallowing down a too-big chunk of apple. megumi wondered how big it would have to be to get stuck in his throat and suffocate him.

    “whatever, megumi. just know that you can talk to me, alright?” her voice softened, and she looked up at him from behind the couch with concern painted across her face, just like it did back then, before megumi almost fucking decked her. because he was terrible. because he wasn't gojo’s real kid, and he didn't inherit the man's absolute perfection. because he wasn't like yuji, who projected comfort and warmth to everyone he met. megumi? megumi was about as warm as ice.

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    03 Nov 2025

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    “Your touch,” Megumi says, then cuts off, sounding frustrated. He moves Satoru’s hand so that it’s pressed against his chest, right over his heart, and Satoru lets him, curious where this is going and simultaneously touched by how gentle Megumi is being.

    Satoru lifts a brow, regarding Megumi as the boy seems to struggle with what he wants to say.

    “Your touch,” Megumi starts again, lifting his gaze to stare resolutely at Satoru. “I can’t feel it.”

    And oh. Satoru feels his mouth go dry, because of course the boy has to be exactly like him, down to the same love language. Of course.

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    or; Gojo Satoru's love language is a weakness, until it's not.

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    08 Feb 2025

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    “Satoru?” The word rings, fuzzy in his ears as it whines like tinnitus, familiar and heart stopping.

    ‘I’m dead.’ He can’t even hear his own thoughts over the loudness of the world, staggering where he stands, eyes still fixated on the sky, on the sun. ‘I’m dead, I died, I felt my heart stop, this can’t be, it can’t-’

    “Hey,” it comes again, a little more urgent than before, a little closer, another hammer to his ears and all the noise shrieking behind his eyes. He recoils hard enough to go stumbling as a hand reaches for him, covered in flesh rather than empty bone, tan and recognizable. Unbelievable.

    There’s something wet trickling from his nose. Bile stings on the back of his tongue. The words dissolve into the rest of the white noise as he stares up at the blue of the sky, and tries to remember if he’d ever had a hallucination as bright as this.

    ‘I have to be dead,’ he thinks. Somehow, he isn’t.

    Or: Gojo Satoru goes back in time. He makes a couple of changes for the better.

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    18 Dec 2024