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Tobio liked the changes he saw too.
Hinata wasn’t skinny anymore, his body broad and tan with powerfully defined muscles in all the right places. It was almost criminal how good his thighs looked in the black shorts of the Jackals’ uniform and Tobio had found his gaze lingering on Hinata's arms embarrassingly often throughout the match.
Suffice to say, he was completely gone.
Hinata Shouyou was hot and it was wrecking Tobio's life.
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- Part 2 of Post-timeskip Kagehina Fics
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26 Feb 2026
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greet the shadows as a blessing by nolongeerhuman
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
30 Nov 2024
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Megumi was born into shadows.
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- Part 2 of let us live, since we must die
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20 Feb 2026
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black star by twinprimes
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
12 Feb 2024
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And Satoru knows, logically, that the kid bears even less similarity to Toji than Satoru does. Logically, he knows that blood bears no destiny, that Megumi bears no responsibility for the things that his father did or didn’t do, the consequences he did or didn’t create.
But what good does logic do? The problem being dead doesn’t mean it’s dead at all, just different.
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17 Feb 2026
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“Every time,” Hajime murmurs, “every time I see you again I remember how fuckin’ crazy I am about you.”
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17 Feb 2026
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He slowly craned his head over, eyes wide and panicked. He almost threw up immediately when he saw the sight that was presented to him.
There was Kei Tsukishima, in all his beautiful blonde haired glory, lying on his stomach, shirtless, with his arm thrown over Tadashi’s chest and his face just inches away. He was drooling on his pillow, just like he did when they were kids, and looked more at peace than he probably had in months, with no furrow in his brow and no glasses to push up conspicuously.
“What an evil wet dream this is” Tadashi thought.