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  1. Public Bookmark 60

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    SatoSugu drabbles, framed by Gojo's first character song.
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    It had been so satisfying to tell the family head that he’d already found his one and only, and that his prospective partners could screw off. The old geezer’s face had turned the most magnificent shade of puce.

    “And who is she?” he’d asked through gritted teeth.

    “He, actually,” Satoru had said, watching with pleasure as the old fool choked.

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    11 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 23

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    After all that time since he left, it’s on Valentine’s Day that Suguru finally calls Satoru.

     

    [satosugu week - day 7]

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    11 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 86

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    “How have you been?”

    Suguru raises an eyebrow. “You know.”

    “I don’t keep tabs on you all the time.” Satoru takes a large bite of his ice cream, demolishing a quarter of the cone. “There are other fish to fry."

    “Don’t lie,” says Suguru airily. “It doesn’t suit you.”

    [ or: six years after suguru leaves, he meets satoru at an ice cream shop. ]

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    10 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 65

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    Getou has an evil plan to steal Gojo's glasses just to see his reaction

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    07 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 17

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    Suguru took up smoking when he was seventeen.

    It started as little more than an effort to wash down the shudder-inducing taste of the countless curses he'd have to force down his throat. It had become his own little habit - a hand reflexively reaching into his coat pocket to fish out a cigarette to stick between his lips, an arm reaching out to his bedside table at four in the morning when he woke up with the aftertaste of death on his tongue.

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    07 Feb 2026