4 Works by Codfish_0
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你曾是否想象过，在一个没有诅咒、没有生离死别的世界里，那两个人会如何生活？
他们不必肩负“最强”的宿命，不必在世界的重量下挣扎。他们只是五条悟和夏油杰，两个在同一所高中任教的普通教师，过着有些吵闹、有些琐碎，却闪闪发光的平凡日常。
这里没有惊心动魄的战斗，只有教师休息室里共享的草莓Pocky，午后的阳光，和一场因清洁推车引发的、匪夷所思的“重大危机”。
事情始于一次小题大做的“负伤”，一次过于亲密的“急救”，和一位学生恰好推开的门。
然后，一切都朝着无法控制的方向滑去——一段被误发的视频，一次天大的误会，和一件被精心挑选的黑色高领毛衣。
这是一个关于极致尴尬、温柔误会，以及两个笨蛋如何用最离谱的方式，终于看清彼此心意的故事。
欢迎来到，只属于他们的、平静而幸福的平行世界。- Language:
- 中文-普通话 國語
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The Sweater Incident by Codfish_0
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
22 Jan 2026
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In a world without curses, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru have settled into a peaceful, quietly domestic life as teachers. Their blissful denial is shattered by "The Sweater Incident": a minor injury, a catastrophic first-aid session witnessed by Megumi, a mis-sent video link, and one profoundly misunderstood sartorial peace offering. Sometimes, happiness is a soft black turtleneck and your “best friend's” laugh against your chest.
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Ritsu Kageyama has a problem. Well, he has a Suzuki Sho. It started with a transfer, continued with a bizarre collection of "borrowed" umbrellas piling up in his genkan, and somehow evolved into the best thing that's ever happened to him. But when Sho's complicated legacy demands a price—a one-way ticket to a Swiss boarding school—Ritsu realizes some problems aren't meant to be solved. They're meant to be held onto, fiercely, for every single second you have left.
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Something That Shouldn’t Exist by Codfish_0
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
14 Jan 2026
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Rain was a promise in the air long before the first drop fell. The sky hung low and bruised over Tokyo, pressing a damp, electric silence against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Gojo Satoru’s penthouse. He lived in a space that was less a home and more a curated void—clean lines, minimalist furniture of pale wood and white fabric, a fortress of controlled emptiness high above a city that buzled with a life he was perpetually separate from. Here, there were no souvenirs from missions, no gifts from students, no traces of the man behind the title. It was a shell, immaculate and echoing.
Knock on door.
Suguru.