22 Sep 2021
A seemingly routine mission sees Gojo Satoru and his student Itadori Yuji stumbling into a binding vow with one very simple, very cruel term: either Gojo fucks Yuji before the time limit runs out, or they both die.
23 Oct 2021
The heart in his chest is not his heart.
It is a perfect imitation in all the ways that matter — built in just the right shape, beating a strong and steady rhythm, everything working as intended, the very picture of good health, of youth.
Except the brat has forgotten just who he's dealing with, and Sukuna watches atop his throne as a single pale petal lands on crimson waters, serene and featherlight and quiet. Unassuming.
It floats, barely disturbing the surface, before it wilts and crumbles to nothingness.
19 Nov 2021
"Pah," his tutor says when asked, dismissive of the topic entirely, "all that drivel they tell you is meaningless, boy. You need none of it, especially not in this world. Think of them as curses — the less you have, the better."
He glances at his own hands, blank and pale and colorless, just like the rest of him, and does not find it in himself to believe what he is told.
At seven years old, Satoru is certain the old man must be wrong.
24 Nov 2021
"Yuuta! Tuna, tuna!"
"No, just...leave it, it's okay."
"Let's break up."
Why? Why was Yuuta...? Was it because of their tiny (various) arguments? Perhaps the past Toge refused to talk about? Why was Yuuta doing this when he knew he was completely in love with Toge? Or...was he doing it for that exact reason?
(Set during their first year.)
27 Nov 2021
Everyone at Jujutsu Tech knows that Satoru Gojo is the absolute worst on Christmas. Everyone, that is, except Yuuji Itadori. Armed with a homemade Christmas cake and a stubborn infatuation that hasn’t gone away in the three years he’s been at Jujutsu Tech, he’s determined to spread some holiday cheer.
He has no idea what he’s in for.
featuring art by the amazing frappes!