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Sukuna wanted to unwind on his vacation but ended up in a sticky situation.
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10 Sep 2026
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“Let’s get one thing straight,” Suguru says, his voice low and threatening, dark eyes glittering in the waning sunlight streaming through the windows. “I’m not doing this as a favor to you. I am doing this because you’re right about one thing and one thing only-- Megumi deserves better than a life with Limitless.”
Suguru leans in close enough that Satoru can count his individual lashes. Satoru’s heart thunders in his chest, his limbs cold and useless where he sits.
“And when all is said and done, I want you gone from my life. Permanently. I have worked too god damned hard to give my daughters some sense of normalcy, and if you fuck that up-- you will wish you’d stayed an agent. Are we clear, Satoru?”
Satoru’s nod is the barest flicker of movement. Suguru releases him and steps back.
“Good. Glad we understand each other.”
Or: the one where a young Megumi is thrust upon Satoru and they go on a good old-fashioned American cross-country road trip about it.
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10 Sep 2026
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Geto's breath left him in a sharp, almost violent exhale. His hand came up, not gently, not carefully, and fisted in the front of Gojo's shirt, yanking him forward until their faces were inches apart. The look in his eyes was no longer conflicted. It was furious, hungry, and done holding the line.
"You do not know when to stop," Geto said, voice nearly a growl. "You keep pushing until there is nothing left but this."
"Then stop holding back."
OREvery Friday, Satoru babysits professor Getos daughters and pretends it's not the highlight of his week. Every Friday, Suguru walks him to the door and pretends to not notice how Satoru stares at him. Tonight, Suguru gets home right as the girls get picked up, and the house around them is suddenly empty.
Suguru offers him a drink. Satoru should really say no.
He doesn't.
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08 Sep 2026
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“Looks easy enough.” Satoru brings the joint up to his lips and attempts to follow Suguru’s instructions, but he goes into a coughing fit as soon as he tries inhaling it.
“Fuck,” Suguru mutters, fumbling for the bottle of water on the end table.
Satoru chokes and sputters until he snatches the water from Suguru and chugs half of it in a few gulps. He takes a heaving breath and wipes his hand across his wet mouth. “Fuck you, that tastes nothing like strawberry shortcake.”
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Suguru takes Satoru on his weed journey.
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06 Sep 2026
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The moonlight flows in through Suguru's open window, bright enough to illuminate where Satoru’s hair is wet with sweat, strands turned grey and sticking to his forehead. He can see sweat beginning to soak through the neckline of the light pink Digimon shirt Satoru's wearing, too, when he glances down. It makes him smile slightly, even as he watches the other sorcerer lean against his door in the way he’s always telling him is going to break it.
“Suguru,” Satoru whines, sighing when he pulls on the fabric of his shirt, trying to get a breeze going for a moment across his chest. “It’s too fucking hot to sleep, I’m going to the showers.” Suguru almost smiles again at what passes for his attempt at being quiet. “You wanna come?”
Gojo Satoru is a brat, and there's a heatwave on campus. A late night shower is the perfect solution for both.
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- Part 1 of Taming Satoru
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05 Sep 2026