Ayakaa



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    The car door opens and one of the soldiers slides in, almost braining Harold with the butt of his gun. "Sorry, sir," the soldier says, breathless, "I thought you were in the other car — but you weren't — so I had to jump out and—"

    "Who are you?" Harold says, but the soldier's familiar; the tall one who'd looked embarrassed.

    And who still looks embarrassed. "Oh. Sorry, sir. Um. John Harris. Private Harris? I'm your um, assigned unit. Sir.” He sticks out a hand.


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    25 Jun 2026

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    “Remember that guy who did my tattoo at my release party about a month ago?” 
    Of course, how could I forget the way he cleaned up my cum-filled asshole with his pierced tongue, it was very polite of him - Satoru almost chokes on his own tongue not to state his thoughts out loud as his treacherous mind joins the pity party and nicely offers a quick recap of getting fucked by that-guy-who-did-Utahime’s-tattoo over a bathroom sink almost a month ago. 
    “His friend is coming tonight! And she’s hot, look at her pic!” Utahime tries to force the top-brightness screen into Satoru's field of view again, but he covers his eyes and hisses like a vampire waking up from a thousand-year nap. “They’re outside right now and I don’t know what to do!”
    If Satoru wasn’t busy gay panicking very hard right now, he would’ve laughed at how the words have exactly the same effect both on him and Utahime. However, he’s having a very distressing time at the moment so of course the only thing he manages to do in such state is fuck things up even more by saying:
    “I’ll go meet them for you.” 

     

    Or, alternatively, Satoru plans on getting over his Suguru Getou-obsession at Utahime's concert and fails miserably.

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    “You’re really full of yourself, has anybody told you?” It’s a low hiss to Gojō's ear as Suguru presses his chest to his back and fumbles with his own pants and boxer briefs to get his own swollen cock out - he’s already leaking, and he hasn’t even gotten it close to Gojō’s ass yet. 
    The taller man huffs a breathless laugh then, cheek smashed to the counter as an eye azure as a midday sky looks back and up to Suguru.
    How he manages to look so in control of the situation and so dignified even while bent over a bathroom sink and about to take a dick up his ass absolutely escapes Suguru's understanding. 
    “You should hurry up and get me full of yourself for a change, then.” He bites back, sultry, cheekily biting his bottom lip to make it worse.

    Suguru can’t wait any longer to wreck this man.

     

    Or, alternatively, Suguru and Satoru's meet cute but it's horny instead.

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    05 Feb 2024

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    Omg

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    Getou realizes, as Satoru rubs at his eyes and blinks them vigorously after a training session one day, that his eyes hurt him more than he’s willing to let on. Which, Getou thinks, is completely predictable of his idiot best friend who he is apparently cursed to care about.

    Or, how Gojo got his glasses.

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    25 Jan 2024

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    cute

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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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    25 Jan 2024

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    cute