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noroi1000 · 10 months

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Satosugu with reader who's insecure with her body since it's full of scars like gojo in latest chapter? Fluff or smut pls!!

Scars

SatoSugu x reader with scars

Summary: You have a lot of scars. All over your body...You can't show them naked. You don't want them to say you're ugly... But they want to show you that you are beautiful... They want to give you more confidence... They want you to show them your body. Even if you have scars.

Warnings: NSFW (mirror sex, threesome MMF)

Words: 3.3k

The door was closed so you could wash your body in peace.

And the fact that you locked the door when you were in the bathroom bothered them a bit.

Just like you go to the bathroom to change or lock yourself in your room while they're somewhere else.

Even on hot days, you don't wear shorts and revealing T-shirts.

You don't walk around with nothing but underwear on.

You don't shower with them. When you go to the beach, you don't strip down to your bathing suit.

The first time you were at the beach together, they were disappointed to see you in a knee length swimsuit with elbow length sleeves.

You have small scars on your forearms, but who doesn't? Forearms are very often exposed to damage.

Also a few on the calves.

But they've never seen the rest of your body in daylight.

When you have sex, you ask them to turn off the light. And for you to do it when it was darker. You didn't see their hands in the dark. There was only a little light.

They haven't seen you.

You saw them getting out of bed. But they've never seen you completely naked.

Even if you've been together for a long time.

They're afraid you don't trust them. But you do.

You can't just accept what they look like with what you look like.

You don't want them to feel from you that you don't want to be with them in such an intimate way as nudity.

But there's nothing you can do to make it different.

You just can't change anything.

There are scars all over your body.

There is no place on your body where these scars are not.

One is deeper and the other is lighter.

On your face too. But you can't see it because it was shallow.

Your hands are scarred. But you can't see that either.

Your arms, torso, and thighs are the worst.

That's why you can't show yourself to them without covering.

You just can't.

So many times you promised yourself that this was the day you would break down and undress in front of them so they could see you. You wanted to get out of your comfort zone so they wouldn't be mad at you.

But you ended up standing there talking to them instead of taking a bath with them.

Or you washed their backs or their hair.

You couldn't make yourself accept the way you look around them. You just couldn't show them your skin.

When they bought you a dress whose cut showed some kind of stronger scar, you hid it under makeup.

And then you went out with them.

But there were scars you couldn't cover up. Like the deepest one that left a slight dimple in your skin.

You remember seeing your body covered in blood when you got all those wounds that made you very insecure.

You can't even show your arms and thighs to them without realizing that your body doesn't look right.

Your body has signs. Not what they want to see.

You were a sorcerer. And it was as a sorcerer that you got all those scars. And then, after you had been recovering for a very long time, you quit.

You met them a few years later.

And now you're their girlfriend.

When you see them kissing, you don't mind.

But when they walk next to you with or without underwear on, you feel uneasy in your heart.

They hug. And here you see their clean skins touching.

They told you they were injured. That their skin was cracked and cut. But they have no trace.

Because it was used on them. Reverse cursed technique. Satoru healed himself. And Suguru was healed.

However, you have not received such perfect help.

You were helped by a sorcerer who could accelerate the healing process of wounds.

That's why when he finished your treatment, your body was scarred. Scars everywhere.

You were attacked by a curse that used spikes. Spikes like blades. And that was very common with your skin. Cutting you and hurting you.

When you failed to overcome this, reinforcements were called in.

And attacks from afar managed to kill this curse.

But the person who could use the reverse cursed technique was not there to help you at the time.

That's why your treatment took longer than it should have.

And that left a lot of marks on your body.

You tried everything to hide it.

Creams and ointments from the top shelf for scars. You wanted to laser remove lines on your skin, but you couldn't.

You went to the doctor, but nothing could be done. These are older scars you can't get rid of.

Therefore, all you could do was cover yourself, escape from their eyes, lock yourself in a room when you took off your clothes, and try to cover up what must have been hidden.

More than once you felt like crying when you saw people's bodies in movies and TV series.

It doesn't look like yours.

In order to feel good in your body, you must wear what won't show your skin to human eyes.

Because what you get will be painful. People will look at you with disgust or pity.

You can't show your skin to someone because it's not the natural look of skin.

It's not something you were born with.

It's not sexy at all. It's not pretty at all. There's no place on your body that you can show and say it's pretty.

You've stopped trying to change anything because you can't.

You just need to protect your skin for the rest of your life.

And because there is so much of it, you can't do much. You have to constantly make sure your skin isn't showing anywhere.

You told them you had scars. They said it didn't bother them.

And they understood that you might be ashamed to undress in front of them in the beginning.

That's why they listened to you and turned off the lights when you had sex.

But after a couple of years of relationship? How else can you want this?

It is a painful feeling when one partner does not trust them and does not want to show the body in all its glory.

When they touch you, they feel light dimples under their fingers on your belly or thighs and hips.

Anyone can get stretch marks. It is obvious. It's a natural thing for humans.

However, this on your skin was different. Plus, it didn't come naturally.

Therefore, images appeared in their minds that it does not have to be stretch marks on your body.

You always got dressed after you had sex. You weren't naked with them.

You got out of bed while they were sleeping and dressed quickly. And then you fell asleep with them again.

Until at some point they saw your back and thighs when you left the bathroom door open and they went home.

You're used to using another room to change clothes. That's why they felt hurt when instead of sitting on the edge of the bed, you took your clothes and went to the bathroom. To come back later and put your pajamas away.

When they couldn't stand the heat and walked around in underwear, you sat there in a sweatshirt and pants. Everything that covered your skin.

Even if you sweat a lot.

It hurt them.

They didn't force you to fully expose your skin. But they couldn't see what your complexes were making you do.

Scars for women are not something they should have.

According to some, women must have clean and flawless skin. No scars or stretch marks. Because according to established ideals, this is not feminine beauty. And a woman with something like that on her skin can never be considered beautiful.

Beauty ideals let people know that they are not perfect. And only certain bodies can be considered sexy. Human standards did.

Anyone could have sworn it wasn't like that before.

And now people want to tell someone that a woman can't have such ugly symbols on her skin.

They know women who have scars. They are the same as you.

It makes no sense for a sorcerer to think about ideals of beauty. Sorcerers fight to the death. And the fact that someone came back injured, with scars is just a sign that they managed to win and survive.

There are few sorcerers who live optimistically.

Because the life of a sorcerer is constant struggle and blood. Tears of pain. Death surrounding people.

There is no one among sorcerers who has never been wounded. There is no one whose skin is not marked with something that has been in life.

Scars, missing limb. Lost internal organs. Lost part of the skin or part of the face. Only a few can heal. And there are even fewer people who can heal someone.

Many sorcerers, in addition to scars on the body and cavities, also have scars and cavities on the soul. Death of a loved one. Death of people before their own eyes.

Moments that remain in memory forever. Causing trauma. Pushing into depression. Completely mentally devastating.

Leading almost to death.

You lost your confidence after losing the fight.

After what happened to your body, you also lost confidence in your appearance.

If only you could see what Gojo's body looked like. If he could show you this...

He couldn't do anything to help you get rid of the lines on your skin. They could only give you confidence.

Because they don't care what your skin looks like.

Even though you're not perfect beauty. They remember how hard it is to get rid of wounds. And it's even harder to get rid of scars.

Especially scars after a fight.

Even though they're both so handsome. They don't have scars because they heal. Nobody wants the strongest sorcerers to be injured and unable to fight. It was something nobody wanted. And the woman who treated them knew them very well.

That's why they didn't have much on their skin.

Besides, they were men.

And a scarred man is accepted faster and better than a scarred woman.

However, they cannot leave you.

They feel hurt by your harm.

You don't want to show yourself to them because you're ashamed of what you look like. You don't want to see them disgusted by your appearance.

You don't feel confident in your body because you're dealing with beautiful men.

And no one wants to feel rejected by the people they love...

That's why you don't want to see their disgusted eyes when they see your body.

You want to live with them normally for as long as you can.

And if it gets you hiding under your clothes, you'll do it.

Once they see the real you, every detail of your body, they'll stop being attracted to you. They won't pay attention to you. They won't think of you in a sexual way because instead of arousing you, you disgust them...

Instead of doing it in three, they'll do it in two. Pushing you away by making them feel less sexually attracted to you.

Even worse, they might just leave you.

There was a thought in your brain that they would actually leave you as soon as they saw what you really looked like...

It will be the most painful feeling you will ever feel.

You heard a knock on the door while you were taking a shower.

And then the handle fell.

But the door didn't open because you locked it.

You already wiped your body to be dry when you left.

And then another sharp tug on the doorknob.

"I am leaving soon!" You screamed, wiping your body faster to let them open once you got dressed.

You saw the darker lines on your skin as you wiped your body with a towel.

But as long as they are not next to you, you ignore it.

Then you heard the knocking on the door again.

"(y/n), open the door!"

You heard Suguru's scream behind the wooden door.

"I'll be right out!" You replied to him, quickly putting your pants on.

"Open now!"

"One second! I'll just wear a shirt!"

"Open!"

You quickly put on a loose T-shirt you took from their closet when you heard the squeaking cry of the bathroom door hinges.

And then the door flew off its hinges, hitting the floor.

When you saw Suguru on the other side who came inside walking through the destroyed door, you took your things.

"I'm sorry that so long. I was taking a shower." You smiled nervously.

He suddenly stopped in front of you and stared at your face.

You looked at him questioningly.

Then his eyes fell to your body. Fully covered with clothes again.

You started to leave after giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

"(y/n)." He called you quickly.

You looked at him before leaving the room.

"Go to the bedroom. We want to talk to you." He said before bending down to reach the door on the floor.

As you entered your room, you saw Satoru sitting on the bed looking at you with a smile.

You put your things down and placed your lips on his forehead.

Then the door was closed very violently by Suguru.

And his hands grabbed you to kiss you.

He kissed you breathlessly.

And Satoru's hands grabbed your hips.

Then he grabbed your shirt and lifted it up.

Panic kicked in.

But you couldn't pull away.

And then, you heard the torn fabric as the shirt was ripped off your body.

It was the same with pants. And you've been uncovered since you decided not to wear underwear.

Suguru's lips still on yours. His hands holding your wrists.

Satoru moved away, doing something by the bed.

And then he sat there and looked at you naked back.

Seeing the lines that showed where your skin was cut and bleeding before.

He wasn't disgusted.

He felt more sorry for you.

You didn't have to be ashamed in front of them.

They didn't tell you to undress in front of people.

But with them, you couldn't be ashamed.

Because you've been with them for so many years.

They want to show you your worth and beauty.

It doesn't matter what you look like or what you have on your skin.

It is enough for them that you are with them.

They want to increase your self-acceptance.

They want to ensure you have no shame when they touch you

They want you to accept that they want to see you naked. That they want skin-to-skin contact.

They want your trust.

When they laid you completely naked on the bed, you couldn't find anything to cover yourself with.

Satoru took all the pillows. There was only a sheet you were sitting on.

You covered your arms and hugged your legs, crying.

What they do is despicable.

And now they're just standing there looking at you.

"G-Go away..." You groaned as tears fell down your knees.

You cowered so they couldn't see much of your body.

So that they don't see something that everyone might find disgusting.

"(y/n)–."

"Go Away!" You screamed without looking at them.

Your body trembled as you tried to hide yourself from their eyes.

"(y/n)–."

"Get out of here! Get out!"

They didn't resent what was on your skin.

This is something natural.

How could someone who had even more of these things on their skin be disgusted by it?

Satoru's entire body was cut up.

Arms, legs, back, chest, face.

But all he did was regenerate.

It's not your fault that you couldn't do it.

What matters to them is that there are no more wounds on your body.

However...

There's one big wound in your heart that refuses to become a scar.

A wound from not accepting that someone would accept your appearance.

Four hands suddenly grabbed your legs and arms, placing you on the bed in a very exposed position.

You trembled and cried, moaning for them to let you go.

But suddenly you felt something warm lay on your belly full of lines.

You looked at Satoru's head. Or rather, his face.

His cheek pressed against your belly as he ran his finger gently over other scars.

And above the head of Suguru who was kissing and sucking your breasts.

Their hands massaged your inner thighs and spread your legs apart.

"Will you let us show you that we think you're beautiful?"

Their lips on your body as they stroke and caress you.

Their fingers on your scars. Face against your skin, as if it didn't exist.

Even though their eyes see all these signs.

You cried as you were placed on Suguru's cock right after Satoru ate you, massaging your belly and thighs. Reaching for your breasts. His balls were pressed against your clit as he lifted you up in an exposed position for you.

Your back on his chest.

Your knees in his hands as he lifted you up and down using his strength.

You didn't mind until Satoru came back.

Standing dick between his legs as he carried a large mirror in his hands to put it in front of you.

You looked away not to look at it.

You were ashamed now.

Your hands were grabbed by Satoru so you could hold him.

"Look ahead." He said and turned your face there.

Suddenly, Suguru lifted you up enough for his big cock to slip out of you.

"Tell me, have we ever told you that you look ugly?" He asked, stroking your body.

You shook your head from side to side, feeling your eyes sting with tears.

"Did we ever tell you that you can't undress in front of us? Have we ever told you not to take your clothes off? Did we ever tell you we abhor scars?"

You also nodded your head to the side.

His hands wiped your tears from your cheeks.

"Did we tell you that you are beautiful?"

Crying, you nodded.

"If we didn't like your body, would we be so hard? Would we be so excited to have you? Would we be that close? Would we like to touch you so much?"

You clamped your hand over his.

"If that were the case, and we didn't want to look at your body, could I happily do it?"

He reached between your legs to grab Suguru's length, giving him a few push.

He turned your face to the salacious sight of your boyfriend using your juices to stroke his boyfriend's cock. Your boyfriend.

He put his tip inside you, showing Suguru that he can leave you.

Then you sat on his thighs, with him deep inside, trembling from the depth he was in.

And you've seen it all. In the mirror.

You felt Satoru's cock rub against your leg for friction.

You were placed on Geto's chest as he lay down.

Your legs wide open as his length lay over your groin.

Satoru entered you and started massaging his cock.

He wanted so much to warm himself in your pussy.

Both equally.

As he danced his thumb over your clit, he also moved his hand over the dark-haired man's slick skin.

Until suddenly, when you came with a groan, he pulled out of you.

They felt it. Upcoming orgasm.

Suguru's cock was placed on your pussy as the tip poked out between your legs.

And Satoru closed your legs around him, spitting on the top of it to get more wet on your skin.

He then lifted your thighs a little higher, placing the tip against the softness of your thighs, just above Suguru's shaft. Using his saliva to move between your thighs.

As he began to fuck your thighs, rubbing his cock against Suguru's length, stroking him and him.

Causing after a few minutes of rubbing like this, Suguru's tip exploded with a white liquid, shooting all over your stomach. Behind him Satoru who shot at your skin on your chest and belly. Leaving drops down his boyfriend's length.

Covering your scars with their orgasm.

Showing that they will do it because they love your body.

They'll be learning all these new lines of your body.

Until they remember every inch. Every place will be remembered. And they'll be able to map your body to your brain down to the smallest detail.

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sugawarassoccerlover · 7 months

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JJK AU where everything is the same except Gojo has emotional intelligence and asks Getou if he’s okay

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mylovelybutler-786 · 11 months

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— Geto headcanons —

{ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴏ ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ?} — ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴊᴜᴊɪᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ 0 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ—

☆ Imagine Being best friends with Geto, Gojo, and Shoko while in Tokyo Jujutsu High and having the most fun and crazy missions together

☆ Imagine You and Geto getting really close and then starting dating, becoming Highschool sweethearts while Gojo and Shoko always teasing you two about it

☆ Imagine You and Geto cuddling against each other during a movie night, and he pulls out a small box with a ring inside

☆ Imagine You almost crying in pure joy and shock while seeing the beautiful ring he brought and him saying that it’s a promise ring for the both of you until you two get married.

☆ Imagine you two now going everywhere together and always showing off your promise ring as annoying couples would, and Gojo gagging and saying it was too cheesy for his taste

☆Imagine You and Gojo sitting together in school campus and getting a phone call from where you two were, and picking it up!

☆ Imagine The way your and Gojos faces dropped after hearing Geto had killed over 100 civilians in one night, then Gojo taking you to meet Geto with him, in the public area he was spotted at

☆ Imagine Your heart aching from seeing him again and him showing no regret for what he did, Watching him try really hard to convince you to go with him but all you could do was turn your head away from him, trying not to sob as Gojo told him off

☆ Imagine crying on Gojo's shoulder as he tries to comfort you throughout everything, And after a couple of years, Gojo becomes a teacher at Tokyo jujitsu high and you come out and assist him every once in a while

☆ Imagine Meeting Yuta and pitying him about his situation with Rika, but it not lasting long after hearing the announcement of a threat on the school campus and running outside to see what had happened!

☆ Imagine Seeing Geto again after all these years while he speaks to you as if nothing happened. Geto still trying to convince you to come with him, After you decline multiple times he just sighs and says he’ll still do everything he can to convince you, before declaring war on Non-Scorers

☆ Imagine After the war, You and Gojo finding Geto half alive behind The alleyway and you tearing up at the sight of his arm missing and the hole in his body

☆ Imagine Geto calmly calling you over to him, Gojo telling you not to go but you go anyways as you silently sob in his lap while he pets your hair, before slowly moving his hand away and towards his neck, taking off a necklace that has his promise ring attached to it and him giving it to you

☆ Imagine you crying harder while holding onto the necklace as Geto tries his best to wipe off the tears in your eyes with only one hand, And tells you he’s sorry but that this is the side he’ll stick with no matter what

☆ Imagine Gojo clenching his jaw at this and slowly walking towards you and picking you off of Geto who doesn’t fight back at you being taken away from him. While you just sob on Gojo's shoulder as he holds your head gently, Only looking at his best friend with sad eyes before finally killing him off

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto satoru #geto imagines #geto jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu geto #Jujutsu kaisen x Gender neutral reader #gender netural #male reader imagine #Jjk x male reader #jjk angst #geto x reader #Geto x gender neutral reader #Geto x male reader

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v3ry-cherry · 8 months

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gym geto who caught your eye for a moment right after you left the locker room. with the accompany of your friend and in the middle of conversation, you were heading to a scheduled workout in group. he noticed that you two are probably new here because even if he usually didn’t pay much attention to people around him, he was able to recognize some faces. you two made an eye contact for a second because of your little giggle decorated with a bright smile that caught his attention. you, on the other hand, couldn’t miss his sharp features, well shaped muscles and that intense, intriguing gaze

gym geto who almost always wears black. usually there are black shorts, black tank tops and occasionally loose white shirt presenting on his body. he usually keeps his hair in a high bun but sometimes lets it fall freely over his shoulders, especially at the end of his workout when he heads to the locker room. most of the time he also has an earphones with his own playlists prepared for workout

gym geto who starts to remember you because of your admirable face and the slightest tracks of smile. you still bring your friend and talk a lot between excersies so you often have that blissful expression on your face and melodious laughter during conversations that makes him turn his head in your direction every time he hears you

gym geto who start to find adorable everything you’re doing. whether it’s setting up some machines in the gym, exercise on them or doing something on you phone during breaks. he would also notice your progress, growing confidence, softly showing up muscles and changes in your wardrobe choices

gym geto who wouldn’t know how to approach you since he started to think that he really wants to do this. it accidentally happens when you couldn’t move something in the machine and it seemed to be broken so he just went over and tried something that turned out to work. when you exchanged a few words and you thanked him, he walked away satisfied with a big smile and completely squinted eyes because everything went exactly like he imagined

gym geto who was glad you started to greet each other from that day and got into short conversations and little jokes from time to time. he also became the person you turned to most for help or for some random discussions regarding training techniques when you were without your friend

gym geto who once met you at the exit of the building after the workout and it was the first time you talked to each other. during all the way back home you had the opportunity to learn a little more about each other. then he walked you to the bus stop and stood there until you got on the right bus and drove away safely

gym geto with which returns from the gym became an absolute standard and during one of them he finally asked you for your phone number and that's how you started chatting

gym geto who couldn't stop thinking about you. who, even though you haven't gone out on any official date yourself, started to find himself wanting to introduce you to his family, friends and even his coworkers. who dreamed of you two going to the gym together and acting like a couple because you're so wonderful that he just wanted to share you with his little world

(maybe a little nsfw part 2 soon what do ya think)

masterlist

#gym geto #gym suguru geto #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru headcanons #geto suguru scenarios #geto suguru imagines #geto x reader #geto headcanons #geto suguru hcs #geto hcs #geto jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen heacanons #jujutsu kaisen hcs #suguru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen season 2 #jujutsu kaisen geto suguru

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stnexus · 5 months

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geto just look like he don’t play omg. imagine saying some slick shit under your breath and you turn around and he staring at you. i wouldn’t even be able to look up. like ruh roh…😭

#❁ thinkin’#geto suguru x black reader #geto suguru x reader #suguru geto #geto jjk #geto jujutsu kaisen

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pengweng-quack · 2 months

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Memories of Him (in you)

No pairing (uses second person)

Summary: You remind everyone of someone

Notes

I was in a sad mood and this was the outcome

Word Count: 697 words

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Gojo wasn't as pesky with you as he is with the others.

He was kind, he was helpful, he was polite. He was opposite of what your coworkers and friends would tell you he is.

Gojo would always know to give you sweets after a mission. Somehow, he already knew what your technique does to you without asking you much about it. He always made sure that you aren’t doing a back-to-back missions to give you a day to rest from your technique.

He always knew how to take care of your long, black hair. He always carried a hair tie by his wrist that whenever you ask for one, he would always reach out from his wrist to give it to you without a word.

It felt like it was engraved in his mind how to take care of you already.

You were always the only one to ride along some of his antics, acting playful during missions but knowing when to act proper too. You always felt like a child when you’re with him, you didn’t know if that was a curse or a blessing.

He would freeze for a bit when you singsong his name, the sweetness of how you say ‘Satoru’ catching him off guard before he says your name back in the same singsong tone. A forced grin on his face that you caught early on.

Shoko would sometimes freeze at the sight of you before her shoulders slump down and acknowledged you with a light hint of bitterness and sadness. You would feel like it's just a part of your imagination had you not noticed it one too many times already.

She froze when you offered her a lighter one time, telling her that you always carried one to play with. She only stared at you before accepting it, a whisper of gratitude escaping her lips before she had to rush off.

Nanami would be scaringly polite with you, always bowing too straight when he sees you. Which makes you question why he does it, because aren't you two the same age? He always listened to your opinion and viewpoint more than he did with Gojo. You would notice sometimes that he showed more respect to you than he does with him.

Principal Yaga would have a sad smile when he sees you joking with Gojo, his eyes lightly coated in tears before abruptly scolding the two of you, stopping you from annoying the first years before turning his back on the two of you.

And during the night parade of a thousand demons, when you were face to face with the person that wanted to get Rika from Yuta, that's when you understood why they were so stiff with you.

Because to you, you were only Y/N Y/L/N, a semi grade one sorcerer that could manipulate curses.

But to them, you were a spitting replica of Suguru Geto.

A walking reminder of their past.

And when your attempts of protecting your students failed and Suguru Geto has you on the verge of life and death, Maki and Panda had taken you to Shoko. Where she was forced to see a replica of Suguru dead on her table.

It took everything in her to not break down then and there, because this was something she had wished to not witness. With a faux strong demeanor, she did everything in her to heal you. Shoko knew that you were close to death that when she couldn’t hear your heartbeat back anymore, she had to rush out the room to cry.

Because to others, you would just be a written casualty in the report for the night parade of a thousand demons.

But to her, it feels like she failed to heal Suguru.

When Shoko had to break the news that you didn’t make it to Gojo, and showed your lifeless body on her table to him. Gojo had knelt down on the floor in defeat, loudly crying just by your body, clutching his chest in pain as he begs that this is just a very terrible nightmare haunting him.

Because why was he forced to see Suguru dead twice in one day?

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kishibei · 2 years

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CONSUME — SUGURU GETO X READER (≤1k)

KINKTOBER DAY 3: olfactophila, cunnilingus, teasing, edging, (very mild/implied) body worship, 18+.

you don't deserve it. and you almost feel guilty with the way he's taking his time with you.

he starts slowly, just barely dragging the tip of his nose along the length of your leg. you're aware he's smelling you, the long inhales are primal, like he's trying to take in every bit of you before he's ready to pounce. the distinctive scent of arousal is just dripping off you, it’s deep and ambrosial, like nothing he’s experienced before.

you know it's coming, the part where he advances and stakes his claim over you. it gets your heart jumping, and the once steady thrum of your chest grows irregular when he pauses at your core.

the tension of the moment is thick and palpable. everything about the scene has you holding your breath, the sight of him between your legs alone makes your head spin. your heart is in your throat and the sound of blood rushing to your ears is so loud that you almost don't hear what he's saying. past your heavy lids and through your lashes you can see his mouth moving, but the words he's spilling don't quite reach you yet.

it sounds something like, "still with me, doll?"

he practically purrs it out to you, and you notice he licks his lips before he says it. you dont think too much of it at first but the way he's stringing words like honey and silk, it's clear he does it just to tease you. and knowing that simple fact doesn't help to ground you at all.

geto doesn't quite care for a response to his question and you're aware he doesn't expect one either. he was the kind of predator who liked to dress himself in sheep's clothing, asking silly things knowing he didn't even listen past his own voice. he plays his role well and if you were dumb enough, you'd take his false concern for what it looked like. but you’d always known full well what the things he said meant, even when he didn't state them explicitly.

your boyfriend doesn't play fair, and he never really has. except he's been dragging this little game on for over an hour, and now his usual teasing is starting to border along the foul lines of torture.

the small breaths he offers your glimmering sex have you writhing, and he laughs mockingly. you couldn't run from him and even if you wanted to, he knows you wouldn't. his normally sturdy hands ghosting over the flesh of your hips were proof of that. he inches closer and closer, stopping just when the tip of his nose bumps against your clit.

geto thinks you're desperate, he knows you'll accept just any bit of contact, so he immediately looks up to catch your response. as expected, you’ve halfway lost your mind at the action. bucking your hips wildly, you wordlessly beg the man for a small amount of friction. and just like that, he pulls away.

“suguru...” you cry, trying to pull him closer.

the whine you offer is pathetic. and when the sobs reach your ears, it doesn't even sound like your own voice. its really a shame how much control the man has over you, just how unrecognizable you become once he's split your thighs and situated himself between them. your patience has worn thin and any bit of pride you'd once had has dissipated with it.

the only thing that exists is him. only him and the need to be his perfect sacrificial lamb. to be patient and dedicate your body to him, maybe just then he'd give you what you'd so desperately wanted. and as if he’s read your mind, geto’s on you.

it's the complete antithesis to his methods before. his lips latch onto your cunt, pressing sloppy wet kisses to it before he finds the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top. the way his tongue explores your folds borders along violence, and when you finally build up the courage to look down, you immediately tear you eyes off the sight.

geto is fully a mess when he meets your gaze. his face is dripping with your fluids, so much so that the hairs escaping his ponytail have stuck to the sides of his chin like they'd been glued there on purpose. heat creeps up your body and you shut your eyes hard. its only the vibrations his deep laugh offers that has you opening your lids again.

"c'mon, look at me," he teases, readjusting to grip your chin, pulling it down to focus on him. "don't tell me you're thinking of someone else?"

"i'm not..." you manage to sputter.

"so look at me, or i might have to stop..."

his empty threat snaps you back to reality and you give him an affirmative nod, lifting your hips back to his face to push him to continuing.

geto's stare is dark, and once he goes back down on you, he makes a big deal of collecting what dribbles down from your cunt to your other pulsating hole. he's obnoxiously loud, and he's doing so on purpose. even as you cry, moan, and whimper his name, the embarrassing squelch of your pussy always seems to be louder.

intense eye contact, the assault of his tongue on your sore clit, and finally the feeling of him slotting his fingers into your sopping hole push you over the edge. shaking and wildly bucking your hips, tears begin to cloud your vision. before you realize it, you're violently coming on geto's face.

"that's it," he mumbles between licks. picking up on your cues, he quickly replaces his fingers with his tongue, beyond willing to savor every drop of your release.

geto doesn't let go until you're panting and gripping his head, pulling him off your poor overstimulated pussy with an exaggerated pop.

you're sure you're spent, but your boyfriend's next line has you ready to get back at it again. wiping his chin with a smirk, he looks up at you.

"so when is it my turn?"

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