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enkvyu · 9 months
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2:24am — getou suguru ;
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a cold, bitter chill sweeps the courtyard of jujutsu high, snow like dust clinging to tree branches and settling atop slopped roofs.
you shiver, the cold enough to penetrate even the thickest of your sweaters and your cigarette does little to numb your body. even the flame at the end whimpers and dies against the wind.
with a sigh, you scrap the end of your cigarette against the wall, dragging a long charcoal line. getou perks up when you take out another cigarette and chuckles when you fumble around.
you glare over at him, but ask him anyway. "do you have a lighter i can borrow?"
he raises his eyebrow at you, drinking in a deep exhale of his own cigarette. "you forgot to bring one?"
"i think i left it with shoko and who knows where she is right now."
"this is your third cigarette in a while now, you good there?"
"is this a smoke session or a therapy appointment?" you reply with a lazy smirk, just enough to show that there were no hard feelings. "if i wanted to talk about my feelings, i would be drinking until i see the bottom of a bottle, not standing outside in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of winter, with you."
getou raises his arms as if to relent, his cigarette tilting off his bottom lip. "just thought i'd check in. you needed a lighter, right?"
you point to your cigarette, also resting in your mouth. "does it look lit to you?"
your classmate takes a step forward, hand digging around in his pant pocket when an idea struck him. he makes a show of shoving his hand in his other pocket, and then peeking into his shirt, flicking his bangs to the side to get a good look, before coming back emptyhanded. "oh man, looks like i left my lighter behind as well."
"yeah? where'd you leave it?"
"with gojo."
you send him an unimpressed look. "the non-smoker of our group?"
"he wanted to see if it would light underwater. called it his hypothesis. if it's him, he'd probably make it somehow."
though it was very difficult to believe getou's terrible excuse, you don't disagree.
you scan him up and down, from his warm smile that would fool everyone but you, to his pants that dragged down on one side, something heavy causing the shift in fabric. "is that a lighter in your pocket or are you happy to see me?"
"i'm always happy to see you. hey, come here."
your body stutters at that. "what?"
getou ignores your deer-in-headlights look and steps forward, closing the distance between the two of you in one step. leaning down, he secures his cigarette with two fingers, using his other hand to balance himself on the wall beside you, and presses it against your own. you didn't see this happening, you could only infer as your eyes dances around his face instead, captivated at the proximity and the smoothness of his skin, the way his hair fluttered gently in the winter air, the slight redness of his nose and the furrow between his brow as he held his cigarette.
he peers down to ensure the two sticks meet, eyelashes casting shadows against his cheek.
when your cigarette catches on, and you don't see this from happening either, getou's eyes flicker to look at yours. your eyes meet with a spark that doesn't come from your cigarettes, and holds until you feel the smoke irritate the back of your throat.
taking a step back, you lightly clear your throat. when you take a deep breath of your cigarette, you realise you really needed it. "what the heck, getou, that was too smooth. you could make a girl swoon with that."
"well, did it work on you?"
you meet his eyes with a start. "did you want it to?"
you let the silence draw out, looking into his eyes as if they'd give you an answer, especially when he doesn't. suddenly, getou breaks the eye contact, a slight red dusting his cheeks. he chuckles humourlessly. you watch as getou inhales and exhales, leaning against the wall and looking straight ahead.
"way to turn it back on me." he says.
"it's your fault for not being prepared."
"how can i ever be prepared when you find the weirdest things to say?"
"it's been three years now, you'd think you found a way around that already."
you huff out a condensed breath of smoke and when the wind doesn't start to blow it away, you do it yourself, fanning it with an irritated wave. when your hand comes back down to rest on the wall, your pinky hits getou's hand.
you don't pull away, but you look over at him. his faux indifference isn't lost on you, his gaze pulled to the side opposite you as if there was anything interesting about the trees and rocks. even though his head is turned away, the red on the tips of his ears and the smile he tries to hide with his cigarette is unmistakeable.
you blink slowly, the tingle from the connection making your heartbeat faster even when the chemicals in your cigarette work to slow it down. finally, you intertwine your pinky with his. you hear him exhale deeply, and then shuffle to face the front once more. what he didn't expect was you, staring right at him to catch his eye.
getou's face burns. "what is it?" he asks, clearing his throat.
"nothing."
"if it was nothing, you wouldn't be looking at me like that."
"i was just thinking. it took you a while to finally make a move, is all."
getou splutters and it's so out of character that it makes you laugh. he groans, covering his face with his other hand, cigarette wedged in between two fingers.
“since when?” he asks behind his hand.
you hum in thought. “maybe last year. what about you?”
“first year. when we first met.”
“love at first sight? you are so cheesy.”
he huffs, the corner of his smile visible despite his efforts. “right? almost wished i didn’t fall in love right then and there.”
“fall in love?” you repeat and he looks at you alarmed. “i was just talking about a little crush, what’s this about love?”
“you—”
your grin steals the words from his mouth and he sighs into his palm. he lets it drop, defeated, cigarette end crunching against the wall. “fine, you win. i should have done something sooner, whatever. you’re terrible.”
you're urged to tease him more when he interlaces with your hand, the grip warm against the snow, firm and steady like it was always meant to be there. this time, when you look up at him, getou’s already gazing right back at you. he doesn’t break his hold this time and it’s your turn to blush at his assertiveness. only then does he seem to falter, feeling conscious.
"now we're just two blushing idiots in the snow."
getou smiles at that. "talk about cheesy." his gaze falls to his cigarette, the end only smoking every now and again. it's dead, he realises, so he puts it out under his foot. "want to head back inside? it's getting cold."
"really?" you say, lifting your interconnected hand. "it's pretty warm for me."
getou gives you a lop-sided grin. "cheesy." he tugs you towards him, towards the door of the school and you have to groan at the prospect of returning to class after all the trouble you went through to get away. you let yourself be dragged off though, hand holding getou's, ready to face the rapid-fire questions you know you'll get asked when you make it back.
still, the heat of your hands makes it way up to your face and you have to tuck your chin into the collar of your shirt to hide the evidence.
the winter air whistles in your ear, its cold a faraway problem.
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the urge to make the reader die in getou's arms or irruptively after any super fluffy moment is Intense. like toji just appears with a gun and bang (sorry getou i would pray for your happiness but i'm an atheist)
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sugurizz · 9 months
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(SMUT/NSFW +18 - minors DNI!)
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Depressed Geto who invites his gf over just so he can drown his sadness away eating her pussy for hours. He cuddles you naked all day, not wanting to ever leave the intoxicting warmth your body provides him with. He dresses you in his much larger hoodies only so that he can comfortably grab a handful of your ass whenever he feels down.
He randomly pulls your thong to the side and slides a thick finger into your soft mound, adding another one just as he shushes your whines with a big hand covering your mouth, telling you that he's still going to push a couple other fingers in till he feels satisfied enough.
He's so needy all the time, grabs your hand and pulls you into the shower cause he says it feel so damn lonely to be there on his own. He holds you from behind the whole time as the hot water sprays down your joined bodies. The steamy fog envelops your lungs with his palms fondling your breasts and caressing the fat of your stomach. His deep voice resonates through your chest, begging you not to leave and never to let him go, telling you how much his body craves yours and how empty he feels when he's not inside you.
He fucks you for long night hours in front of his bedroom mirror, telling you how much he loves this sight and how well it makes him forget his crippling pain. He wants this sight to last forever, tells you to moan harder and and not give a fck about anybody. Cry out his name for the whole world to hear cause his heart cheers up whenever your screams get louder, and your orgasms get messier.
He takes your hand in his and gently places it on his groing bulge, puppy-like eyes almost begging you to stroke him till he cums loads all over you. You can't help but free his blushy tip from underneath his sweatpants, gently taking his half-hard length and stroking it up and down, then sliding his sweatshirt over his head so you can suckle on his heaving chest, nice and slow.
His pelvis fucks into your small fist as 'aggh babe..fuck' and 'good fucking girl' leave his mouth, big hand ruffeled into your hair, giding your head however it satisfies his hunger.
Depressed Geto who couldn't have gotten through all that pain he had to endure if you weren't there to feed his body and give a new birth to his soul.
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bloodyblackack · 9 months
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Him gripping your hips so tight that it leaves bruises just to get you to stop grinding down on his throbbing dick. He could feel the overstimulation getting more and more prominent as a milky ring formed at the base of his twitching cock but you just couldn’t stop moving so desperately with your face buried into his neck, letting out little whimper after whimper. He’d use his strength to hold you down onto him, burying himself deep into your clenching pussy as your hips rolled at the feeling of being completely full of his glazed shaft. You could feel his thick tip rub your insides with each twitch together with his deep breaths brushing against your burning skin as you placed kiss after wet kiss all along his neck and jaw, his hands still firmly holding you in place.
Toji (overstimulated Toji does things to me😩), Geto, Gojo, Eren, Jean, uzui, Sanemi
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sednas · 9 months
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– WHERE DO THEY LIKE TO KISS YOU
featuring: gojo, geto, nanami, toji x gn!reader
trigger warnings: [n]sfw version under the cut
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gojo ♡
- your forehead:
since he's most likely to be taller than you, he likes to smack your forehead with his lips, purposefully making a ridiculous noise while he does it. it's something intimate tho, he gives you french kisses in public without a second of hesitation, but only kisses you on the forehead in private. he does it when he finds you really cute, which happens really often.
geto ♡
- your wrists:
such a smooth mf. he gently takes your wrist and brings it closer to his face. in a loving gesture he puts your hand on his cheek and softly kisses your wrist. while maintaining eye contact of course.
nanami ♡
- the back of your neck:
he has the habit of standing slightly behind you so he can protect you if anything goes wrong (he's paranoid) and he likes to surprise you by kissing the back of your neck. he loves it because it makes you shiver and he likes to see the effect he has on your body.
toji ♡
- your cheeks:
he likes to make you think that he's going to kiss your lips, only to kiss your cheek instead. with your face trapped in his large hand, you usually laugh and try to get away from his hold. also, he gives you wet kisses, you can always feel his tongue on your skin, even when it's an innocent kiss on the cheek. that's either really hot or disgusting, idk you choose.
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- [N]SFW VERSION:
gojo ♡
- your inner thighs:
he's such a fucking tease. he gives you hickeys and sucks and kisses your inner thighs until they feel numb and your poor hole is twitching with need.
geto ♡
- your neck:
his favorite position is missionary so he can have easy access to your neck and you can't escape from his gaze. there's something about marking you while he's deep inside you that drives him absolutely crazy.
nanami ♡
- your ankles:
alright this is oddly specific but when you two go for the missionary position, he lifts your legs on his shoulders and he likes to kiss your legs, especially your ankles, because it's one of your weak points and you always let out the cutest sounds when he does.
toji ♡
- your (ass)cheeks (i'm so funny send me money):
he doesn't just kiss them, he bites them too, always hard enough to leave marks. listen, if he gets the chance, he'll lay his head on your ass, it's his favorite kind of pillow. he also kisses and bites your ass cheeks when he eats you out from the back, which is one of his favorite positions.
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arminsumi · 8 months
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may i request Getou with a clingy reader? Has her on his lap, cradling her, playing with her hair while she naps on him? Playing with his hands just generally almost starstruck by him🙇
I lloovvvve your writing sm 💕💕
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
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A/N: aaa thank you sugarplum!! hope i delivered eheh i'm still getting used to writing for Sugie <3
Pairing: GETO Suguru x reader
Summary: Geto absolutely indulges in your clinginess 🫠💕
Warnings; nicknames (baby)
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— While he's cooking in the kitchen, you float over to him and wrap your arms around his midriff, earning a tender smile from his lips. A moment later, he's grabbing under your thighs and hoisting you up onto the kitchen countertop to give you the kisses you cravingly asked for.
"Baby needs so much love, huh?" he smirks into the kiss, flustering you. "Nah-ah, stay right there. Let me love you."
— He absolutely notices when you stare. "Mesmerized by something?" he teases, "Ah, I'm just teasing, baby. I don't mind if you stare." he winks.
"C'mere, you can get a closer look if you're on my lap." he teases again, chuckling when you don't hesitate to perch yourself on his lap. You can feel how muscular his thighs are, and his arms too, as he engulfs you with a strong embrace and practically cradles you on his lap.
— "You're the sweetest thing." he murmurs into your hair when you fall asleep laid on his chest.
😔 he's texting Satoru about how cute you are (and Satoru is being dramatic like omg I'm your best friend is she stealing u away wtf)
— You're adoringly staring at him while he indulges in his hobby of sketching landscapes. He's so focused that he doesn't brush his strands of hair out of his face; they dangle there distractingly, so you tuck them behind his ear yourself.
His reaction catches you off guard; he comes in for a thankful peck at your cheek. "Thanks angel." he murmurs. "Come closer, put your head on my shoulder." he commands softly, as if he read your mind.
You don't hesitate to place your head there, watching intently as his pencil strokes across the paper.
— Feeling over his smooth hands 🥺 his hands are so smooth and soft you just like touching them, drifting your fingertips across them, toying with his fingers.
He doesn't mind at all, munching on food and reading through emails (rifling through Satoru's spam). Morning light fills your shared apartment.
Eyes still glued to the screen, he feeds you a little bit of whatever he's eating.
"Careful, it's really hot." he says, and blows on it for you before you can, then delivers it right into your mouth.
— He's a tired boy, often laying on his bed with that dazed look of sleep deprivation. You lurk for a while before crawling onto his bed, curling up unannounced on his chest.
Eyes closed, he automatically brings his hand to caress your shoulder while you lay there, snuggling into his chest as if you want to get under his skin to be as close as possible.
— "Can I tie your hair up?" you ask. He happily lets you, "Mhm, you do it better than me, after all." he replies, lowering himself so you can reach. Taking his hair into your hands and brushing it, tying it up into whatever style suits the day; a little ponytail? A little bun? Maybe a half-up, half-down look. He knows that's your favorite, so he picks that one.
"You're so gentle." he compliments, giving you a peck after you've put his hair up. "Thanks love."
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isolabellz · 3 months
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sashisu
based on this fic
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hisbitchhh · 4 months
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GETO NSFW PROPMTAW 😍😍😍😍
LOVIN IT !
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GETO SUGURU NSFW PROMPTS 🔞MDNI🔞
Warnings: Geto being a horny bitch, Name calling, Pet names, filthy words, sexual themes, dirty talk, different positions, pp eating, blow job, face fucking, size kink, choking, groping, rough sex, fem! Receiving, cocky Geto, bouncing on cock, jealous Geto, cock warming, grinding, creampie, LOTS of cum, praise kink, slight aftercare (if you squint) near the last prompts
Notes: Here's what you all have been waiting for!!💕
Prompt count: 20
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!NOT IN ORDER!
1. "Fuck, so fuckin' tight..." The man let out a low moan as his head tilted back in pleasure, "Pussy milkin' me dry, baby..."
2. "Don't pass out on me now," His tongue ran along his bottom lip, holding you up by your hips as you weakly attempted to bounce on his cock.
3. " 'M sending this to Satoru," Geto let out a cocky chuckle, snapping a quick picture of his long and thick fingers sinking deep inside your soaked cunt. Your hazy eyes caught the flash of his phone once more, this time taking a close-up picture of himself with his tongue pressed up against your swollen clit.
4. "Oh, fuck!--" Small, dark orbs that were once impatiently looking down at you were immediately hidden under eyelids that were squeezed shut at the feeling of your lips wrapping around most of the length of his cock, already twitching inside the warmth of your mouth, "Yeah, just like that, princess, hah--"
5. "Shit baby, only one finger fits," He raised a brow at you as his index finger massaged your G-spot, biting his lip at the thought of feeling your velvety walls wrapped around his thick, pussy hungry cock.
6. " 'Ts gonna take long for me to prep you, pretty girl." Geto smirked, breathing a kiss onto your lips all while he attempted to add a second digit into you, " 'Don't wanna hurt ya. 'M too thick for you, sweetheart."
7. "That's my girl," A chuckle left him as he placed the blunt between your kiss-swollen lips, his hands then going down to grip your hips. Suddenly, his lips reached your ear, giving it a gentle brush, "Smoke it while I fuck you, baby."
8. "All mine... 'M so lucky to have you, my sweet girl-- aaahhh, fuuckkk..." He leans his head back against the headboard, bed creaking under your movements as he helps you move up and down his thick, long cock, hands on your hips while his nails dug into your soft skin.
9. "S' good to me, gorgeous-- mmh, shit.." He watches with half lidded eyes as you fist his cock in a quick pace, his abdomen clenching, a hand going to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, "Feels a lot better when you do it for me.."
10. "You're unbelievable..." His teeth dug into his bottom lip, the pads of his thick fingers teasing his tip while he watched you undress in front of him, "Gettin' me all hot and bothered already..."
11. "You're so perfect..." Your boyfriend whispered in your ear, squeezing and fondling the soft skin of your ass as you began to wake up from his movements. A grin curled his lips at your fluttering lids, "C'mon baby, wake up. 'Can't wait any longer," Geto pressed a wet kiss to your jaw, dry humping you in attempt to awaken you.
12. "Mmmh," The man moaned, closing his eyes in satisfaction as his tongue expertly licked along your folds, "S' good and obedient f' me, my love," his wet lips puckered and wrapped around your clit, feeling the sensitive bead up with the tip of his tongue before sucking on it with quick motions, making you tug at his hair and pull him closer to your desperate cunt.
13. "Awh-- fuck," Geto groaned, pounding into your pussy with normally paced yet firm thrusts as he gazed down at you, licking his lips when he took one of your hands and pressed it against your pelvis, making you whine in response to the sudden contact of his cock bulging through your skin. "You like that, my sweet girl? Like it when my cock fucks you so good you can feel it in your stomach? Hmm?"
14. "C'mon baby you can take it--" Your boyfriend muttered into your ear, licking a stripe up your neck, quickly being interrupted by a long grunt of surprise of his own as he slowly and gently sank his length into you. "Shittt, you're tighter than I expected..." He huffed out a laugh, rubbing circles into your hip as he stretched you out. "Or maybe I just have girth..."
15. "'The hell were you doin' talkin' to that guy? Hm?" Geto hissed in your ear, gripping your hips so hard you feared his hands would leave a mark of their own on your soft skin. He bullied his dick into you with violent backshots, the bed violently creaking under your bodies while the only thing you could hear was the loud sounds of skin slapping against skin and your own teary moans. You'd end up with a sore throat by the end of the night.
16. "Yer' all mine, baby girl, Mine. And. No. One. Else's." He fucked his words into your fluttering pussy, tears rolling down your flushed cheeks and loud pained whines leaving your lips as he yanked you hair back, keeping you in place all while his thick cock bulged through your pelvis.
17. " Mmm, bet you like this, hm?..." Geto gradually made out with you, the feeling of your tight and wet cunt hugging his dick as he slowly thrust into you making him desperate to fuck you numb. " 'M bein' nice enough, givin' you a break from my mean cock," his shaft was already wet with your slick, chest pressed against your own with your legs loosely wrapped around his hips.
18. "Ffuckkkk, do you see it, baby? You see yourself, see how pretty that pussy looks swallowing my dick whole? Mmmh?" The man groaned, rolling your nipple with his thumb while the other hand held you by your hip, holding you up in a reverse cowgirl position on his dick so you could watch yourself ride him in your full-body mirror. "Pussy feels s' good, I'll be fuckin' this cute thing every day."
19. "Look at yourself, so pretty and drunk off my dick, aren't ya, my sweet girl?" Your boyfriend smirked, pointing his phone at you, currently recording you with the flash of his device as his cum dripped out of your mouth and down you chin, earning a harsh, wet slap from his slick cock to you cheek. You whined, face already stained of tears from choking on his dick and trying to take it all in. Geto's hand moved to to your hair, tucking free strands behind your ears and wiping your tears away, scooping the cum on your chin up with his tip and allowing you to lick the essence of his fiery red tip.
20. "That's a good girl," The man chuckled, throwing the phone onto the bed and tucking his shaft back into his sweatpants. "C'mon, get up. 'Lemme clean your face."
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gojoscloset · 4 months
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NSFW but brain rot cause —
Thinking about a threesome with Geto and Gojo and how they chose you because of your cute and innocent demeanor, like hawks preying on a bunny. But they didn’t expect to be hooked, you were only supposed to be a one time thing but the way your pussy was so wet and sweet and the way you worked your mouth and how you threw it back had them thinking about the event weeks after the hookup.
You however, we’re chill about the situation. Nonchalant. Like nothing even happened and that drove them crazy, it had them wondering if they even gave it to you good because normally they left the girls Dickmatized. The duo had the girlies calling and hitting up their line to see when they were free. But not you. You didn’t even respond to their ‘had fun’ texts, you simply double tapped the bubble and hearted their messages. You knew what it was, but apparently they forgot how the game was played.
That in itself had them on your heels but they tried to play it off as if you 3 were ‘buddy buddy’ but in reality they were keeping tabs and cock blocking behind your back to ensure no one else got a taste of your pussy
Frothing at the mouth really
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paithology · 1 month
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𝙎𝙏𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙔 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙎! ☆ ݁ ⋆
- You have an overwhelming crush on your stepbrother, Geto.
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Pairings: Stepbrother!geto x Perverted fem!reader
Content warnings: : Smut, Stepcest, Age gap, Overstimulation, Fingering, Size Kink,
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Stepbrother!Geto Whose subtle eye contact makes your knees tremble and your thighs clench together.
Stepbro!Geto, who was always acting completely oblivious to the looks you gave him, Nonetheless, every time you see him, you fantasize about him fucking your guts out.
Your favorite time of night was 9:25, when he was getting ready to leave for one of the extra night courses he had picked up. It means you'll finally be home alone. 
At 10:09, you find yourself under the covers, one hand groping your tit as you reach another hand down to rub your clit. Thinking about Stepbro!Geto and his big, girthy, veiny cock ramming into your pussy with all he has tits bouncing from the intensity of his thrust 
Your body trembles with pleasure as your fingers work on your clit whining and moaning, dreaming about taking his cock in and out of your tight cunt.
Thinking of Stepbro!Geto fucking you senseless as you claw at his back because his cock is just too big for you, but god, how badly do you want him to just go faster and wipe your precious tears away. his cock twitching with every thrust.
You push your fingers in, imagining your sopping cunt sucking him in farther with each thrust, feeling the veins of his cock against your wet folds, begging him to go deeper. 
You’ve deluded yourself into believing that you’re only prepping yourself for his overwhelming cock. 
You didn’t need much convincing, though; you were already too out of it. Your clit sticky and all puffy from cumming, just begging to be touched by him.
fantasizing about your walls clenching tightly around his throbbing cock. Feeling nothing but his tip messily stroking your walls.
The idea of being full of him aroused you more than anything. You add another finger with a choked sob, feeling the stretch. Your face twisted with ecstasy, your tits gleamed with sweat, and your eyes half-lidded. 
You pull your fingers out, precum clinging to your fingers, before dipping your fingers back into your cunt with a whimper. 
You just finished what seemed like your fourth orgasm, lubricating with the juices that leave your soaping pussy, allowing you to push your fingers farther and your eyes glossy with the tears as you desperately fucked yourself. Mouth agape lost in nothing but raw euphoria.
Work of: Paige, do not copy.
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enkvyu · 9 months
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HIII I HEARD UR TAKING REQUESTS!!! (I think if not jus ignore this) bf headcanons with geto plzzzz :( hes just a silly lil guy (I LOVE HIM SO MUCH OH MY GOD) anwzzz have a gud day :33
getou as your bf headcannons
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thanks for the request anon, i hope you have a good day too !! btw ure so real he is just a lil guy ☹️ he isn’t defined by his actions (what murder?) he’s just a babygirl ! i wrote this for teen getou but then i thought might as well do a few thoughts on adult getou. i hope this is okay!
teen getou
you confessed first and getou laughed it off, thinking you just wanted to copy his homework. but when he saw you slowly turn red, he realised that this was the real deal. super awkward confession and you tease him about it all the time, professing your love to him every time you need something from him just so he can recall the embarrassment he caused on that day
in the beginning of your relationship, he really wanted you to wear his clothes and have it be a causal thing. but because he's nervous, and because shoko and gojo are bad influences, he decides the only way for you to comfortably ask for his shirts and jumpers was to wear yours first. gojo assures him you'll find it funny and realise that boundaries such as "yours" and "mine" will be blurred this point forward. taking his friends' advice, getou shimmies into your jujutsu uniform and knocks on your dorm door, posing to make you laugh. it's only when he sees the disbelief on your face that he regains his senses
the type to be looking at you no matter what he’s doing. you’re telling him about your day and he’s drinking water? he’s looking at you over the rim of the glass. you get called in class to answer a question you weren't paying attention to? getou is already looking at you, mouthing the (incorrect) answer. you’re comparing hand sizes? look up and you’ll find him looking at you instead of your interlocked fingers. it’s natural that he’s the first to notice when things are wrong, and the first to tease you
the type to smile when he gets angry and make a face that says "what (kind of nonsense) are you talking about?" he deflects a lot in arguments and never yells, but his low voice is honestly scarier
no sense of personal space whatsoever (blame gojo) so if you want to make a move on him, you have to be very direct. it's a double-edged sword because he'll be teaching you boxing and cover your hand with his to reposition your posture, and only you will think something of it. but at the same time, you can simply wrap your arms around his neck, lean in, and he'll break out in a cold sweat and a blush. he's simple in that way
a girl's kind of guy. he'll hand you a cushion or a plushie if you sit down wearing a skirt or a dress and if there isn't any, he'll wordlessly take off his jacket and hand it to you. always has a spare hairband around his wrist but he doesn't tell you that he also uses it to close off open chip bags when he can't finish them in one sitting. sometimes you do wonder why it smells like salt and vinegar
will take something of yours just so you can ask him for help. if it's raining, he'll take your umbrella so the two of you can walk home under his. of course, he'll be the one walking on the outer edge of the path
getou's a gym rat. wakes up chugs a protein shake (doesn't use a blender, shaking it super hard is enough). usually focuses on arms and abdomen and loves to show off whether it's through boxing or doing push ups with you on his back. objectively, he's really fit but there's something about him walking around his dorm shirtless just to catch a glimpse of himself being Buff that's annoying
thinks he can charm his way out of any situation (he can). he was praised a lot as a kid for being pretty and kind which led him to slipping out of situations he didn't want to be in just by smiling. he thinks the same thing can work on you (usually it does)
late night missions means sleep deprivation for class the next morning, and you carry the bulk of it after three consecutive missions. the next morning, even yaga winces at the heavy bags under your eyes. of course, it’s your boyfriend who’s by your side first. he does most of the talking that day and doesn't say anything when you doze off mid-sentence. he even angles his body so your head can comfortably rest on his shoulder and doesn’t say (much) anything when he sees you drooling. you notice that throughout the day, his hand is always hovering your back
extra — adult getou:
has the habit of talking to you like you're a stray kitten sometimes. there's a benevolent smile on his face and his words are soft, coaxing you out gently as if you were buzzing to flee. it's something he developed after raising nanako and mimiko, but it works just as well on you, too
he still does the same "what the fuck?" smile when he gets angry, but there's a sinister edge to it now, like he's waiting to see how far you can push it before he does something about it
an absolutely terrible chef. perhaps it's because his tastebuds has been destroyed by his technique and cigarettes, but everything he makes is either too salty, too bland, too spicy or everything in between. his culinary skills are fine, and his presentation is frankly award winning but take one bite and you're rushed to the hospital. usually, the two of you just go out for dinner or order uber eats
likes the sensation of someone playing with his hair. whether it's getting you to dry his hair after he gets out of the shower, or allowing himself to be a mannequin to your sudden desire at being a hair stylist, he's satisfied
still likes walking around shirtless or in a shirt that is half open (just take it off at that point) but at least this time, you also get a view. his confidence in his body has skyrocketed, and now it's one of the main thing he uses to get a reaction out of you. if you call him out for it, he'll just :3 "what do you mean?"
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mari-the-bimbo · 8 months
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Taking care of sick Dorm mate Getou is absolutely adorable but what about being taken care of by dorm mate Getou?👀
Dorm mate Geto: sick days
A/N: thanks for this idea hun, I’d do anything to be babied by this man 😩
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“Can you pass me the salt y/n?”
The smell of sauce mixing with paprika traveled through the air. Geto and you were making cheese toast with spicy soup. Sure, he could’ve just had some store bought soup, but why do that when he could convince you to cook with him. Any excuse to have you alone.
“Sure, here” you said with a smile handing him the salt.
“Ahhh it smells so good” you praised, waving the smoke closer to your nose, eager to eat it already. Geto smiles at your excitement at he stirs the soup.
“Of course it smells good, I made it with the best assistant chef” he teases.
“Hey! Why am I assista- ACHOO!-“ your protest is interrupted by a sneeze.
“Oh?” he says.
You sneeze again. “Oh?” he says again but with amusement this time.
“You caught a cold doll?” He coos.
You would’ve replied to Geto but the throb of your nose didn’t make it easy. Geto even turns the stove off and leans back to watch you as you incoherently try to reply. You’re his favourite entertainment.
“Mhm that’s what you get for partying in barely any clothes on cold nights” Geto teases, referring to your night out yesterday. And although he said it teasingly, you could hear the snarky jealousy behind his voice, but you choose to ignore that too.
He smiles to himself as he covers the warm pan with a lid. “Don’t worry doll, we’re done now anyway, why don’t you get some rest hm?” He says so sweetly.
You nod in agreement. Walking away as slow as a snail. He chuckles as he watches your retreating figure.
But once you were out of sight, he immediately grabbed a bowl for the freshly made soup and grilled cheese. As well as grabbing your favourite mug to prepare a hot cocoa for you.
Once you made it to your bed, you didn’t rest for long until Geto invited himself into your room.
“Geto?” You look up to see your handsome dormmate skill fully manoeuvring the tray of food and cup in his hands. He places it on your bedside table before sitting on the edge of your bed. You stare at him in wonder, how could someone be so hot yet mature and kind?
“Well? You gonna eat or is it because you want me to feed you?” He teases. Right, his maturity was questionable, never missing a chance to pass a flirty comment so casually.
“Shut uppppp” you groan, hoping the blush on your cheeks just looks like a temperature.
He chuckles before moving closer to your face, your breath hitches but you release a sigh once you realise he was simply trying to grab the bowl of soup.
“C’mon doll, open wide” he says, your ears only burn more but you move forward to be fed.
You don’t stop him when he grabs your chin to tilt your head up higher as he fed you some soup. You can’t help but hum at the creamy tomatoey taste. “Taste good hun?”, you nod happily.
“But what about the cheese toastie Geto?” You ask, eager to be fed the toast too. He chuckles at you, before he replies “you’re a spoilt brat you know that?”
“Am not” you retaliate, contradicting your own point as you open your mouth to be fed the toast. “I spoil you too much” he explains, but this time, you don’t protest against it.
As much as Geto can be a meanie and watch Gojo brutally tease you or join in, there was no denying he spent rest of the time being affectionate with you and spoiling you.
“C’mon finish your hot cocoa now, so you can have you medicine, or do you want to be fed this too?” He teases, holding up the cup of hot choc, “shush” you reply playfully as you hit his broad muscular chest in retaliation.
But your reactions only rile him up further, “you like me taking care of you don’t you?” He says with an evil smile, grabbing your hand of his chest to pull you closer, “nooo” you manage to say between your own laughs.
But you inevitably end up being engulfed in his big strong arms as he cuddled you, “s’okay doll, I like taking care of you too”
You bury your face into his broad chest to hide the growing smile of your face. Nah, it’s just a temperature right? ;)
Meanwhile Gojo, who is still at the party from last night:
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torumin · 21 days
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Drummer!Geto Suguru who is mostly cold and reserved, becomes the warmest, most welcoming person when he sees you.
Drummer!Geto Suguru being the famous guy he is, is always surrounded by fangirls trying to be friends with him.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who leaves them all behind the moment you come into his view.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who looks at you with pleading eyes, asking to help him get out of this situation.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who looks at you with utter shock the moment you tell all the girls trying to get his number and talk to him, you need to borrow your "boyfriend" for a minute.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who is standing next to you with blood rushing to his face, his eyes still looking at you in shock.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who follows you without saying a single word as you drag him to the rehearsal room which was empty at time.
Drummer!Geto Suguru pinning you to the wall as he shuts the door behind him.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who whispers "thank you for saving me there, girlfriend" to your ear.
Drummer!Geto Suguru who shuts you up with a kiss before you could even say anything.
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Meanwhile Vocalist!Gojo Satoru is standing in the corner with his eyes and mouth wide open, wondering what did he just witness.
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afairywithacrown · 2 months
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You know those videos when the dad shaves his beard and the kids get absolutely devastated when they see him
well that’s suguru with his long hair
the twins are just toddlers when he thinks is time for a change of scenery
so he cuts his hair, not too short but definitely enough to make a difference
the first time he enters the house with his new haircut, you and the twins (he did not tell you about it btw) are absolutely shocked
first, everything is completely silent, and then the chaos begins with them sobbing at the new look daddy has
and you don’t know whether to laugh or cry with them
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arminsumi · 9 months
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so happy you're writing for gojo and getou!! You make my day fr <3
Thinking of ex getou hc... he annoyingly drapes himself over you like your not broken up, still brings you lunch and snacks when he knows your craving them, hugs you for way too long Infront of other men until you break and take him again <33
He would not be afraid of being toxic if it ment getting you back
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱ ex-boyfriend
GETO x f.reader
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A/N: i am in pieces at the word choice 'drapes' 😩 thank you for your request — so happy i can make your day 💗 i kinda... wrote an excessive amount srry if i deviated a bit i was in a real suguru state of mind
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♪ NOW PLAYING: don't blame me, your love made me crazy
Wc: >900
Overview; Suguru just can't let you go. His mad love reels you back into his arms.
Content; fluff, (ex.bf) headcanons
Warnings; light toxicity, light obsessiveness/possessiveness (?), jealousy, he doesn't let you leave
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— He is the definition of the "I'm not her ex" ex-boyfriend. Anyone who asks "Did you two split?" will be met with a firm "No. We're just working things out." from Geto before you can even open your mouth to speak.
— Soft, good-smelling, and good-looking; his aura permeates through the air of your apartment as soon as he walks in. He unashamedly invited himself over and said "Aren't you lonely without me? C'mon admit it. I'll make some tea, do you want? Okay then, I'll make you one anyways."
— Behind those abyssal eyes are all his unchanged feelings for you; his one and only. He can't move on. You have a death grip on his mind; he thinks about you in the shower, on the road, walking to the store, while shopping. Daydreams of you are plastered throughout his routines.
— He engulfs you in a consuming hug and peers down at you with a tender look. He's so much bigger than you; the broadness of his shoulders are laughable in comparison to yours. "Missed you, baby." he says, usually pressing a kiss to your cheek (smirking when you swat him away like a fly), and he says that a lot; you can feel the weight in each word.
— Of course... when in front of other men, his hugs seem to get clingier. Heavier. Longer. More possessive. He hangs on your body as if he's the clothes on your back. His scent lingers on you.
— Still lends you his oversized T-shirts and insists that you wear them before heading out for coffee with your coworker, Gojo. Asks for 'proof' pics that you really are wearing his shirt.
— He calls you by the nickname you always favored, the one that had the power to weaken your knees to the point of falling to them. Paired with that silken, dangerously attractive voice and the yearning glint in his eyes, you're a goner.
— He's always been able to read you like an unravelling scroll. As if you're a painting and he's an artist, he knows every brush stroke that creates an artwork like you.
So when you push him away, he knows that you actually want him to hold you tight. When you tell him to give up, you actually want him to try harder. And when you shakily answer no to his inquiry about "Do you still feel for me?" he knows you actually mean yes.
— Leans in to whisper something in your ear when you've got company or guests over at a party. He loves forming a barrier of intimacy between you and him in a public setting; he thinks that they should all witness how capable he still is of flustering you. His heart lurches when you react to his whispers with the same swooning smile as you did in high school.
— He pops up at your workplace, "I got you your favorite." he says with a smooth smile that you instantly succumb to.
— He selfishly drags you back into his arms like Hades mythically dragged Persephone back into the underworld.
— You want to move on from him ? Nope, not happening. He's dead set, completely determined, to dig his way back into your heart.
— Needles of jealousy prick his chest when he sees you laughing because of someone else. He can't stand that, not even for a second, so he invades the conversation and plucks you out of it like you're a gemstone lost among rocks in a dirty river.
"Let's go." he says, "Go where?" you ask, but he whisks you away without answering.
— Honest to god, if he could snatch you away and trap you in a castle, he would. In fact, he can, minus the castle — but his penthouse will have to do 🤷‍♀️
A few lavish invitations to dinner at his place lead to you sleeping over like how you used to. It's all part of his grand scheme. "Baby, come back to me." he murmurs into your hair. "This house is so cold without you."
— Come the morning, you're readying yourself to leave for coffee with your coworker again. Stupid Sunday tradition, Geto hated it. No, he despised it; it made his head spin with anger.
"I've got to go... Suguru?" He blocks your path down the hallway, his silhouette giving hint to his serious frown. It's dark in the hallway, but not darker than his eyes.
"You're not gonna let me leave, are you?"
"No." He admits heavily. "Come on, don't look at me like that; I love you. You'll be safe here. You know what, tomorrow I'll make you your favorite for breakfast, doesn't that sound nice?"
— All these sweet words are said in a smooth, murmuring voice... while his veiny hands firmly plant on the front door and force it shut with a startling bang after you attempted to open it.
"Stay." he demands in a threatening, low voice. "Please?" he lightens it at the end, aware of how scary that probably sounded.
— He's wrapping you around his finger like how he did in the beginning. You coil around his life until, without realizing soon enough, you're back in it.
— Just like that, his love ensnares you once more, and you're happily trapped in his big strong arms.
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lunaslovelyrambles · 1 year
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— • — • —
-> smitten!geto who doesn’t often talk about you, but man, once he starts going he can’t stop. there’s so many things he loves about you. gojo’s started calling him lovesick.
-> smitten!geto whose eyes light up when you enter the room. his gaze is fixated on you, the way you carry yourself, the way you smile. he can’t help but watch.
-> smitten!geto who wears your hair tie around his wrist. or, if his hair’s up, he’ll wear it in his hair. it’s a constant reminder of you.
-> smitten!geto who always holds your hand. always. his fingers interlace with yours perfectly, like they were made to be together. his thumb gently rubs your knuckles as he squeezes your hand ever so slightly.
-> smitten!geto who buys two of whatever he’s getting: one for him, one for you. sometimes he does it without thinking. sometimes he does it just to surprise you and see that wonderful smile of yours.
-> smitten!geto who protects you first. no matter what.
— • — • —
-> masterlist
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shokosmokes · 9 months
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i don’t think u understand i need suguru so bad
i need to be sat on his lap playing with his pretty hair
giving it a little tug once in awhile just to hear him groan a little bit
and he absolutely loves getting his hair tugged
it’s almost like a worm hole effect the way that every time his hair gets pulled on, a tent forms in his pants
and he’s sooo pretty he needs to get soooo overstimulated till his foreheads damp, cheeks are blushing, with a fucked out look on his face
i absolutely need to grind my hips down till he’s a moaning mess, desperate for more, begging for more
id think he’d get sent over the edge with just neck kisses
he’d love having his necked coated in heart shaped bruises
sucking on his neck till he’s screaming, clawing at your back in desperation for more
you know what i mean
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