Tinyerterror



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    Yuuji thinks it's a fun idea to tease his brother during a car trip with their friends.

    Unfortunately for him it very quickly goes sideways, and all he can do is sit back stuffed full of cock while he tries his best not to make any noise.

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    "I can't go on like this, anymore, Satoru."

    His voice doesn't crack and neither does his expression, but to Satoru, it sounds broken and tired all the same; It sounds like it was heavy to force the words out, his eyes clouded by a haze that could only be bloodthirsty; It sounds like it's taking effort to keep himself steady, rational. Satoru wonders for how long has Suguru felt this way. The anger in his chest lets up for something more like grief.

    "I know," He says, suddenly softer. "So just trust me, for tonight, at least. Let me think of something. Something smarter than burning down a village in the middle of nowhere."

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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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    Gojo Satoru is a paramedic. He’s used to adrenaline, bad coffee, and long shifts that end in silence. What he’s not used to is being shadowed by a photojournalist with sharp instincts, a quiet voice, and eyes that seem to see straight through him.

    Geto Suguru is a photographer. He documents disasters, writes feature pieces, and—for reasons he’s never explained—has a forty-second voicemail saved from an unknown number that he listens to more often than he should.

    Then he hears that voice again. In a viral video. In the rain.
    It’s him.
    They’ve never met, but something doesn’t line up.

    When Suguru gets assigned to write a piece on the mysterious people's hero, he isn't quite sure what to expect, but whatever this is, it’s not going to stay professional for long.

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    “We’re friends.” Satoru concludes for him with shaking lungs when he stutters over his words.

    “This feels pretty gay for a couple of buddies, Satoru.” Suguru chides and rolls Satoru’s dick under his fingers, it’s fucking electric with sensitivity, it almost hurts.

    “Then we’re—fuck—we, oh, we’re best friends.” He moans out with that teasing smile and Suguru looks like he’s melting a little.

    Satoru,” He whispers his name like there’s a secret attached to it.

     

    HehEHA, for this? Not only do i have a spot reserved in hell, i have a reservation for tea with the devil

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    12 Aug 2025