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    He stops. Or freezes. Either one, really.

    Because Suguru is decidedly not alone.

    He’s hovering over a man, his dark hair loose and spilling over his face and he’s…pinning the man to his bed, one strong hand pressed over the other’s wrists.

    “Fuck,” Satoru wheezes.

    Suguru brings men home and Satoru wonders if, judging by the pangs in his chest and the sudden overwhelming urge to punt these hookups into the sun, he’s homophobic. They figure things out slowly.

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    homotronyuu3000 @meg4lyfer

    do i believe in the supernatural?
    no necessarily. but do i believe in
    signs? in patterns? yes and they’re
    looking right at me, why wouldn’t
    i spread the word??
    3:47am ∙ 15 June 2018 ∙ Twitter for Android

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    Or, in which Itadori Yuuji never swallows Ryomen Sukuna's finger, yet the stars still align (and the timeline skews just a little) to let him meet everyone anyway.

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    “Can I put my mouth on yours?” Suguru whispers. His thumbs are digging into the dimples in Gojo’s back, forearms plastered to the bumps of his spine. But Suguru can’t touch everywhere, and Gojo’s mouth continues to bleed. There’s a gurgle in the back of Gojo’s throat as he chokes on his own blood.

    Gojo nods jerkily.

    Suguru puts their mouths together, forcing down the initial revulsion the taste of blood spurs in his gut. He angles his face down, trying to place as much of his skin against Gojo’s as he can. The sound the other boy lets out is one that Suguru thinks is a groan of humiliation. Suguru counts backwards in his head from five hundred, feeling the subtle change from bleeding mouth to smooth, overly soft, lips. He thinks about the copious amounts of lip product Gojo insists on using. Chapstick in forty different flavors, tucked into pockets, pulled out in bouts of boredom. Vanilla, cherry, peach. Suguru’s personal favorite: a crisp peppermint that carries when Gojo speaks.

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    15 Jan 2026

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    Megumi Fushiguro’s wings are matted and dirty. They’re folded tightly to his back, smashed under an aged backpack held together by silver duct tape and hope. The very tips of crumpled primaries twitch where they poke out from under the kid’s oversized coat. Satoru, standing over the boy, peering down his nose at him, feels something akin to desperation at the sorry state of his feathers.

    “When was the last time you were bathed?” The question is layered with many more that Satoru would like to volley at the chick. He holds his tongue,a decision that was well made, the boy flinches back, just slightly and glares up at Satoru warily. The disarray of his wings extends to his hair, and down into his pale face, smeared with exhaustion and hunger.

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    He takes a long drink of soda. Cold, sharp with carbonation. Satoru turns to look at him. He glows in the aggressive sun. White hair a halo around his head, making his dark glasses pop, large and strange on his face. Almost like an insect's eyes.

    “Can I try your soda?” Satoru asks.

    “We got the same kind.”

    Satoru tilts his head, licks his lips once, twice. “Nope. Pretty sure yours is different.”

    “Satoru, look.” Suguru holds up his can, points at Satoru’s. “They’re both Cola. We got them from the same rack.”

    Satoru’s face twists up in a look of displeasure. He picks up his own drink, takes a sip, licks his lips twice again and shakes his head. “Well I want to try yours.”

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