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What the hell am I supposed to do about working for Gojo? Sure, he's the strongest of us. And because of that, he's arrogant, narcissistic, insufferable, and has no regard for rules. He thinks he’s above it all and definitely has a god complex. He’d already be a handful if that was all, but there’s more. Besides having the greatest amount of cursed energy available to a human sorcerer in history, and an obscene amount of money to his name, the fucker is also absurdly attractive and looks fucking angelic. It makes me want to never look at him again. Satoru Gojo is as tempting as wanting to look directly at the sun during an eclipse, right before you go blind.
I need a plan. A plan to keep my career intact, to survive being near Sukuna, to survive being near Gojo, and to keep my eyes off the sun during an eclipse.
Or, the one in which I’m being paired with this unfireable, careless fucker, to teach first-years Yuji, Megumi and Nobara - after everyone who tried quit the job due to his insufferableness. And the motherfucker nicknames me #2. Now I'm playing a power game I'm sure to lose.
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Sanji struggles with an injury that prevents him from cooking. Around the same time, Zoro starts to act strange.
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Hands Off My Girl, Satoru by Yami_Hollow
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
11 Mar 2026
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Dating Suguru? Pure bliss.
Meeting his best friend Satoru? A test of patience.
The guy’s a walking headache—loud, cocky, and so shamelessly flirty it should be illegal. And yet—your very possessive boyfriend doesn’t seem mad. At all. He just watches. Smirks.
And suddenly, you’re wondering who’s really playing who.
Best friend privileges, huh? -
the same sweet shock by persimmonsandcats
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
02 Dec 2024
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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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and the gentleness that comes by persimmonsandcats
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
07 Aug 2024
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There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.
“No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.
“But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.
“Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”
Suguru waves it off.
“When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.
“So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.
“I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.