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  1. Rec 84

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    The anonymous pretty-boy face of the Global Inter-Planar Protection Agency—a multi-national, multi trillion-dollar organization—actually has no active combat hours logged?? What a scam!! Return your sponsorship money and die!!!

     

     

    Gojo Satoru is the highest ranked S-Level esper in Japan. They even tried to create an S+ class for him when he was ten, but it doesn’t really matter, because there are no guides strong enough to help control his powers. He’s been benched since and until forever, the higher ups convinced he’s going to blow a hole the size of Texas through the planar-rift and kill a third of humanity. Without a guide, Satoru has been regulated to PR stuntman work, training in the sims with his best friend (who actually logs dungeon hours) and doom-scrolling Tweeter waiting for his secret to leak.

    Until said best friend goes in for his annual guide-attunement and—suddenly—he’s now 89% compatible as Satoru’s guide??? What is happening?!

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    04 Aug 2026

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    “Suguru,” a voice that sends him into a feverish state, like it’s his body’s muscle memory, “holding my hand after telling me we can’t be friends? How forward.”

    Suguru turns on his stool and stares, heart all broken open. He’s too tipsy and filled with too much want, all spilling out from him, something no timed smoking break can contain. When did it ever? All his careful lies, all the rules he has lived by, tumble down inside him when he meets Gojo Satoru’s eyes again for the first time in almost two years. It feels like the first breath he has taken in a very very long time.

    “Oh,” Suguru manages, vision swimming with cerulean and snow white, “there you are.”

    Gojo smiles at him, smirks at him, and a crashing wave of sense memory washes over Suguru at the sight.

    “Here I am.” Gojo agrees easily, slides onto the stool in front of Suguru, eyes gleaming. He doesn’t let go of Suguru’s hand, just plays with his fingers as he leans in close, a faint scent of amaretto and something citrus. “Now,” he murmurs, taps his foot against Suguru’s gently, “what are you going to do about it this time, hmm?”

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    02 Aug 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 3

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    It is generally understood that some people think with their heads while some others think with their dicks. Press Secretary Lee Hyukjae does a bit of both but mainly he thinks that his job should remain his top priority.
    And yet, when a stunning journalist named Lee Donghae walks into his life, he finds himself questioning more than just his work-life balance…

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    17 Jul 2026

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    Shoko lights his cigarette first, then hers. They each take a drag and sigh.

    “Holding up okay?”

    “Oh, you know how it is when your best friend-slash-crush murders your estranged parents and takes off into the night without so much as a backward glance.” Suguru shrugs, having since settled into the strange new normal of a life devoid of Satoru.

    “Oh, so now you’ll admit you were crushing on him,” Shoko complains.

    In which Satoru Gojo defects instead.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.

    “No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.

    “But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.

    “Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”

    Suguru waves it off.

    “When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.

    “So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.

    “I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.

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    26 Jun 2026