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    “You say that like you’re old.”

    Satoru snorts. “I am old.”

    “What, like thirty?”

    Satoru can’t help but pout, even as he glares across the table. “First of all, fuck you,” he snaps, much to Geto’s amusement. “Second - sure, give or take seven years.”

    Geto does the math, lifting an eyebrow. “You’re thirty-seven?”

    Satoru props his chin up on his hand, batting his eyelashes. “I know, I know,” he says. “I look very good for my age.”

    “You look really good, period,” Geto replies, and oh -

    Satoru’s face lights up like a fucking Christmas tree.

    Or, 37 year-old omega Satoru Gojo is convinced he’s missed his chance at love. His ship has fucking sailed.

    But 26 year-old alpha Suguru Geto thinks he’s the prettiest thing he’s ever seen, and sets out to prove him wrong.

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    11 Sep 2025

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    “You’re an omega. A special grade at that. The higher ups are aware of this,” Yaga said. “They see you as…valuable. Sometimes jujutsu clans— especially the older, more traditional ones— can be a bit… particular when it comes to omegas. They like to stake a claim for…many reasons.”

    He didn’t need Yaga to specify what he meant. The implications were clear to him— clans would view him as a tool— as a womb— not just for his technique… but to further their lineage.

    All he knew was he didn’t want to be anyone’s tool.

    Being a Jujutsu Sorcerer is dangerous. But being an omega sorcerer comes with vulnerabilities Suguru Geto would rather not acknowledge.

    Then he meets Satoru Gojo. And what starts off as an unlikely friendship eventually grows into something deeper. Something Suguru isn’t always ready to admit or accept, much to Satoru’s chagrin.

    Or, an omegaverse rewrite following Satoru and Suguru from their first meeting in high school onwards. And for some reason, it makes all the difference.

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    Suguru had let it go too far with Satoru. But what else was he supposed to do when Satoru was right there, looking at him in the beautiful way he always looked at people? What else was he supposed to do when he could feel Satoru’s body heat from across the bed? Or when their hands accidentally brushed as they walked through the hallways at school? Suguru’s heart broke within him, reconstructing, swelling, bleeding, and breaking again each time Satoru’s eyes met his, looking at him in the beautiful way he really only looked at Suguru.

    Or (in a less poetic version): the coming-of-age American high school trope but it's Satosugu

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    14 Aug 2024

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    Suguru is ten years old when Gojo Satoru comes into his life.

    He's nineteen years old when Gojo Satoru becomes his life.

    (or, falling in love with his childhood best friend during their annual trip to Okinawa was never part of the plan)

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    Our breaths mingled, our faces so close I could see every minute imperfection on his face. I straddled his lap feeling the toned muscles under me. Our chests, rising and falling in sync, pressed so close together we did not have any other choice but to stare. His flushed face looked up at me with wide assessing eyes. Small bits of anger coursed through those eyes, making the ocean rough and unrelenting. His eyes were always a distraction, even when he was not looking at me. I was drawn in, entranced. I did not think something as mundane as eyes could be so enticing, yet here I was.

    Obsessed.

     

    OR: Geto comes to Tokyo Jujutsu High in search of truly finding himself and he meets the biggest pain in the ass with white hair, but he can't seem to stop being drawn to him every second of every day.

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    30 Aug 2024

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