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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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    03 Jul 2026

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    26 Jun 2026

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    i thank god every day for the religious guilt and internalized homophobia gego tag

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    Naim and Ryan have escaped. What comes next?

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    23 Jun 2026

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    Omegas and alphas and betas are all different - this, Satomi knows. He just didn't expect the differences between them to be so huge.

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    Hanging out with an alpha that's twenty-five years older apparently comes with unintended consequences, and not the kind that involves winning karaoke competitions.

    Satomi finds out the hard way.

    [Basically Karaoke Iko but make it Omegaverse.
    3914!kyosato]

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    19 Jun 2026