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“No, no.” Cipher is saying as she follows his gaze, dread in her tone. “Please don’t tell me that guy’s your type.”
He dyed his hair back to white. Mydei finds himself thinking, as Phainon throws his head back, laughing, and his bangs fall into his eyes.
“Worse.” He says glumly. “That’s my ex boyfriend.”
Cipher’s reaction is just a tad over the top. She chokes on her drink, spluttering unflatteringly as she stares at Mydei like he’s grown a second head. “And when were you going to tell me, your dearest friend Cifera…” She starts slowly.
“...that your ex is Phainon fucking Khaslana?”
Mydei is supposed to be here to celebrate. After so much hard work he and his band—Titans of Calamity, had finally signed a recording contract.
The last person he wanted to run into was him. Popular, handsome, up-and-coming model Phainon, who had become unrecognizable from the boy he loved in high school.
Mydei never got over their disastrous breakup, and right now, he just wants to forget.
But Phainon won’t make it easy for him.Bookmarked by Reader2764
13 Feb 2026
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Author chan this was so good that I cried a little.... ❤️❤️❤️ -
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“As if I have any eye for art,” Mydei replies.
Castorice rolls her eyes. “As if plating isn’t just sculpture with food.”
He opens his mouth to fire back a snide rejoinder, realizes she’s right, and holds his tongue instead. She’s doing him a favor, forcing him out of his house, one of his only friends who’s stuck with him over the past year of tremendous, never-ending grief. No one knows how to deal with a widower’s pain and loss. No one wants to. But Castorice has faced even more death than he has, and she hasn’t let him pull away from the world despite his attempts.
After the unexpected death of his partner, Khaslana, about a year ago, Mydei meets photographer Phainon at a gallery exhibition he's forced to attend by his friend, Castorice. Unexpected sparks fly between them as they grow closer through Phainon's photography.
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What Matters Most Is How Well You Walk Through Fire by ego_death
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
11 Feb 2024
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Gojo coaxes Megumi into a dubious decision to win Sukuna's trust, which puts the boy on a road of lust and sin to save everyone at his own expense while navigating his complicated feelings between his teacher and the king of curses. The borders of morality become hazy when it’s two gods he must keep up with.
“I will go back—” Megumi whispered, grabbing both of Gojo's hands to make the taller man look at him. “If you kiss me.”
The blue eyes widened and then hooded over. “Megumi.”
“No, you don’t understand. I have never—” He swallowed and took a deep breath. “I have never been with anybody, and I don’t know how much you have seen, but if I do go back, something will happen between Sukuna and I. And I… I cannot have a curse be my first kiss, my first anything. How could I call myself a sorcerer after that? How can I continue living with that weighting me down for the rest of my life?”
“Megumi, I can’t.” Gojo’s voice was hollow, apologising, but all Megumi could hear was pity.
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For All the Dogs by mercurycitymeltdown
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
18 Jun 2024
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Megumi's life isn't perfect but he's making it work. He's a survivor, always has been, always will be. And he doesn't need anyone's help, especially not a demons. Doesn't matter if it's the King of Curses or Six Eyes himself.
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30 Oct 2023
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Rooting for gojo so fucking hard!!!!!
Omo rooting for sukuna very hard too!!!!
So excited it's like I'm high on adrenaline!!!! -
This Blood On My Hands by siccx_danvers
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
26 Jan 2026
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In a world where laws are just whispers drowned out by gunfire and the only currency that matters is blood or powder, Japan’s underworld is carved up between three names that make even the hardest killers pause.
The Ryomen Sukuna family runs half the streets—tattooed enforcers, ritualistic brutality, and a river of product that flows from ports to back alleys without mercy. They don’t negotiate; they mark territory in bodies and broken skulls.
Then there’s Gojo Satoru. Untouchable. The one bastard the Sukuna clan can’t seem to bury, no matter how many clips they empty or how deep they cut. His organization moves cleaner, smarter, deadlier—white-collar savagery wrapped in a smirk that pisses off everyone still breathing.
And the Zenin/Fushiguro Family.
Three kings. One rotting empire built on coke, heroin, and betrayal. But who emerges in the conquest of dominance?