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    “Suguru,” a voice that sends him into a feverish state, like it’s his body’s muscle memory, “holding my hand after telling me we can’t be friends? How forward.”

    Suguru turns on his stool and stares, heart all broken open. He’s too tipsy and filled with too much want, all spilling out from him, something no timed smoking break can contain. When did it ever? All his careful lies, all the rules he has lived by, tumble down inside him when he meets Gojo Satoru’s eyes again for the first time in almost two years. It feels like the first breath he has taken in a very very long time.

    “Oh,” Suguru manages, vision swimming with cerulean and snow white, “there you are.”

    Gojo smiles at him, smirks at him, and a crashing wave of sense memory washes over Suguru at the sight.

    “Here I am.” Gojo agrees easily, slides onto the stool in front of Suguru, eyes gleaming. He doesn’t let go of Suguru’s hand, just plays with his fingers as he leans in close, a faint scent of amaretto and something citrus. “Now,” he murmurs, taps his foot against Suguru’s gently, “what are you going to do about it this time, hmm?”

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    “None of them have been interesting,” Sukuna says, shaking his head. “Why would I bother with them?”

    “But you thought they were interesting enough to fuck, didn’t you?” Megumi challenged.

    It came with the work. At the very least, he and the other people Sukuna’s been through like napkins get paid for it.

    “They weren’t interesting enough to keep,” Sukuna says, spelling out the obvious.

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    Or, Sukuna is a sugar daddy and Megumi is his newest sugar baby.

     

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    16 May 2026

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    “You know better than I do that no one alive has ever dealt with a male omega’s heat.”

    Fushiguro’s scent is as thick as ever. Sukuna lived a long life back in the golden age of Jujutsu, back when male omegas weren’t extinct, but never has he come across a scent this inebriating—this rich, this full. It’s fitting that it belongs to Fushiguro. In the end, for the double-faced spectre, it always was going to be Fushiguro.

    “Well,” Sukuna corrects, a cruel grin blooming on his face, “no one alive except for me.”

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    15 May 2026

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    To say Megumi is a tough read is one hell of an understatement. They only met the night before and now they’re supposed to spend three hours on top of each other. Awesome. Or it would be awesome if the guy didn’t so obviously hate his guts.

    “I mean…” Yuji shuffles in place. “I’m fine with it, but if Megumi isn’t then maybe I can take the train—”

    “—I don’t care.” Megumi crosses his arms over his chest and looks Yuji dead on. Which sends an immediate crawling sensation up Yuji’s spine.

    Those eyes are… intense. Scary.


    Four frat dudes attempt to make the treacherous trip to uni with a car full of junk and only one available backseat. Yuji has no problem with having a guy on his lap for a few hours to spare them all a second trip. The only problem is that Megumi is incredibly, incredibly hot. And also happens to hate his guts.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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    24 Jan 2026