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Chapter 7 is now live on AO3. 🙌✨ archiveofourown.org/works/71469921
Thank you so much for your patience these past months 🖤
Never stopped thinking about this story, and I’m really happy to finally share this chapter with all of you.
Hope you enjoy it.
Cliché horror/terror Gego story with some gothic romance 🥀✨
archiveofourown.org/works/71469921
I think reading about gojo getting his ass pounded is a healthy thing
Sun-Drenched (full fic)
🏝️ rated E 🏝️ 38k words 🏝️ stoners gego 🏝️ trans gojo 🏝️ best friends turned lovers 🏝️ ragebaiting = flirting 🏝️ for the summer love zine by @gegoweek on twitter
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He looks, actively gives him undivided attention, a facsimile of that spited past he badmouths so at the ready. There’s nothing else in his perception, no flame to champion if the shadows go, so he burns quietly in place, chars and hardens under the calamity he’s nothing.
He’s not the name, not the strength, the murmurs or the feats.
To the sight of the back, never to be looked at again with genuine understanding, he’s nothing.
“You leave if you want. For tradition’s sake.”
— or, a deep dive into Gojo Satoru's psyche as he makes a habit of hooking up with post-defection Geto Suguru.