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    Sukuna just stares down the barrel, unblinking. Then he spits, blood and saliva splattering across the concrete near Toji’s boots.

    “That why you’re so worked up, Fushiguro?” he rasps. “My nephew got his dick wet? You pissed it wasn’t you in there first?”

    Toji’s arm goes rigid. A tremor hits the muscles at his elbow. The kind that comes from rage he hasn’t decided how to use yet.

    “Say that again,” he growls.

    Sukuna huffs a bitter laugh and tilts his head directly into the barrel, pressing his forehead to the cold metal like he’s welcoming it.

    “Do it,” he whispers. “Come on. I fucking dare you.”

    Everyone tells themselves they didn’t choose this. They’re lying. Hunger is, unfortunately, genetic.

    (or: Megumi and Yuuji land with the only family they have left, and learn the distance was its own kind of warning.)

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    Yuuji opens his eyes, not realizing he’d closed them, and meets Sukuna’s bright gaze, the same color as his blood. He’s showing his teeth in a mockery of a grin, but Yuuji can see the tension in his jaw and the subtle trembling of his shoulders. His chest is still pried open and bleeding, and he thinks he knows this beast enough to understand the reason why—that if he’s struck by the urge to bury his head inside him and take a bite out of his heart, then it’s only natural to think Sukuna wants that, too.

     

    or, Yuuji is a frustrated, hormonal teenager and takes it out on Sukuna.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Since he was old enough for people to start mentioning sex around him, Gaara knew that his perception of the whole thing was a bit different from most. When he was younger, he’d overhear boys his age talking about women they saw in movies that they desperately wished to see naked; as an adult, he’d overhear his men talking about how their latest roll in the sheets made them think they saw god.

    And Gaara just — didn’t get it.

    He doesn’t get hard looking at a chest, regardless of whether it belongs to a man or woman. He doesn’t see a person on the street or in the movies and wonder what they look like naked; and even if he did, it wouldn’t get him hard or desperate for touch. If anything, he supposes it would probably just make him uncomfortable.

    And yet.

    And yet.

    (or, Naruto, once again, proves to be the exception)

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    06 Feb 2026

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    “Who are you?” Yuuji asks.

    “Gojou Satoru, at your service,” the man answers, both hands now wrapped tightly around Yuuji’s wounded one. “Do you know who I am?”

    “No?”

    “You don’t sound very sure.”

    “No,” Yuuji says firmly. “Why would I?”

    “Why indeed,” Gojou echoes softly. “Can I ask you a question?”

    Yuuji swallows again. He doesn’t like this. Whatever Gojou’s about to ask, the question blazing in those eyes and tucked behind his smile—it’s nothing Yuuji wants to hear. He’s not sure where that certainty comes from, but he knows it’s only matched by the certainty that he needs to hear it anyway.

    “What is it?” he whispers.

    Gojou’s eyes bore into him, their blue living and lashing.

    “Itadori Yuuji,” he asks, “do you want to save the world?”

    Satoru goes north. Yuuji is a casualty.

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    17 Mar 2025

  4. Rec 22

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    A Stand attack leaves Josuke in a different body than the one he'd woken up in. There's no way he can go home like this, and Okuyasu's house is usually a good place to hide out...except for today apparently, because he won't stop staring at Josuke's boobs.

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    05 Apr 2025

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    *wolf tearing off his shirt howling at the moon meme*

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    “I’m just saying,” Satoru says, like what he’s just said didn’t completely open Suguru’s skull and smash his brain like berries, “now please, sir, might I smoke some of your marijuana.”

    “No.” Suguru says automatically, moving his vape away from Satoru’s searching hands. “Also stop fucking talking like that.”

    “My man, let me hit that.” Satoru tries, reaching for the pen and tumbling forward. He’s off balance because he’s been drinking– barely but still– which is why he’s not allowed to hit Suguru’s vape. He lands solidly on Suguru’s chest, laughs, and then tilts his face up toward Suguru with a pout. “Suguru,” he whines.

    “You’re a menace.” Suguru tells Satoru, pinching his cheek. “Especially when your dumbass is cross faded. Last time you spent three hours crying on my bed because you thought the world was spinning wrong and you were worried about marine life and coastal ecological impacts via the Coriolis effect.”

    “Whale fall.” Satoru says suddenly, sounding mournful, and then he puts his head back on Suguru’s chest and bursts into tears.

    Suguru pats Satoru’s head soothingly. He does feel vaguely frantic that Satoru is crying, but–

    “You would subscribe to my OnlyFans?” He asks.

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    21 Apr 2025