#jjk geto
mari-the-bimbo · 2 days ago
We need more roomate!Geto !!!
Dorm mate Geto: your period
A/N: imma make it into a series ya’ll😩🫶🏽 also this is kinda an extension of the first headcanons <3
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“Shut uppp Gojo” you groaned at your annoying white haired dorm mate who was always so loud in the mornings.
“HUH?! What’s your problem shorty? You on your period?” Gojo asks defensively, with hands on his hips like a sassy woman.
You ignore his question as you set your breakfast down on the table, and take a seat next to Geto.
Geto smirks at your lack of answer and looks as at Gojo. “Yeah, she is on her period”
“G-Geto?!” You say in surprise, looking at your handsome but sly dorm mate who knew you too well.
“Am I wrong?” He says coolly with a sip of his drink and smirks teasingly as he watches you squirm in embarrassment.
You grumble under your breath and decide to focus on your breakfast, but your lack of answer once again leads to Gojo cackling like it’s the funniest thing he’s ever seen.
His obnoxious laughs would usually cheer you up, but today it only made you more grumpy.
As you raise your hands to throw some bread at Gojo, your hands is quickly caught by Geto’s larger hand.
“Now don’t be like that doll” he says with a smile, bringing your hands back to your side but he doesn’t move his own hands away. Instead he wraps his leg around your chair to pull you closer to him.
“Your stomach hurt? Is that why you’re so grumpy hun?” He asks so casually in your ear.
You try your best not a blush or become bashful at his words. You hate how he knew you too well, but what you hated more was the sweet nicknames he kept for you.
“Maybe” you mumble with a pout, and he chuckles in response.
“Here” he says, pressing his cup of hot cocoa to your mouth, and his big hand at the back of your head to help you drink it. The smell of the warm chocolate easily convinced you to have his drink.
You watch him get up and search for pain relievers in the cupboard. And once he found it, he placed one in your hand to take with a smile.
“Thank you Geto” you say once you took the medicine. And he simply smiles again before he stretched out his muscular arms, inviting you into them.
Now it wasn’t everyday Geto was this nice to you. He usually relishes in watching you grow annoyed or angry from endless teasing from Gojo, so you were smart enough to take this opportunity, and let your handsome buff dorm mate pull you into his arms and press you against him.
And so he cuddles you up against his broad chest, wrapping his big muscular arms around you, chuckling while he shields you away from Gojo’s period jokes as the white haired man entertained you both with his stupidity.
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kenjakusbrainstem · 2 days ago
Strangers on a Train (Geto Suguru x Reader)
Contains: cnc, groping, 'strangers', public sex, fingering, forced flashing, 'cheating', cum eating, size difference, reader being manhandled.
I'm not quite sure what made me write this other than my attempt at writing consensual non consent. The idea of someone (specifically Geto) wanting to go along with reader's fantasy of groping in public is just so hot to me. Wrote most of this in one sitting, the end was a bit of a mess though, hopefully its enjoyable! Hopefully the end is obvious enough that you can tell it was Geto the whole time. As always, reblog/comment if you enjoy! I love you all!
For a Saturday morning, the metro was a lot busier than you had anticipated. You weren't expecting too much of a crowd, but as you stepped into your usual car you were almost overwhelmed by the amount of people.
You hoped the ride would have had some bench space, as you weren't dressed for standing in a crowd. Today's plans involved a beach date with your loving boyfriend, Suguru Geto. Unfortunately you had to take a 30 minute train ride to get to the beach you were meeting him at. Your clothes little more than a cover up for the swimsuit you wore instead of underwear, and the main cover you wore being the fishnet stockings covering your legs.
Moving against the crowd a bit you planted yourself near the back exit of the train car. There weren't any seats available so you found yourself standing. Not quite against the wall, as a large man with a hat, glasses, and a bored look on his face leaned against the wall looking at the phone in his hands.
You payed the stranger no mind. There was only one stop between you and your fun beach date, maybe a seat would clear up by then.
As the train lurched forward you reached a hand up to grab the rail above your head for balance. You felt your phone vibrate against your skin. Pulling it out of the waistband of your short skirt you saw a new message from your boyfriend.
Waiting for you ♡ it read. You smiled to yourself, he was always thinking of you. Lowering your hand from the bar to text back, you weren't ready when the train jostled a little. Nothing to be alarmed about, but enough to push you into the tall man in front of you.
Your face crushing into his chest, arms reaching for support and grasping his biceps.
"I'm so sorry," you whispered, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself. You felt your face flush with embarrassment.
Before you could straighten yourself, you felt a large hand on your hip steadying you. The grip was tight, unexpected. You were too nervous to look up at him so you brought a hand to rest on top of his before pushing it away. The fingers drug down your leg across the fishnet material before returning to his own side.
Nervously you placed your phone back into the waistband and smoothed out your short skirt. His large hand had made you more anxious about your clothing choice. You weren't small in any sense of the word, but the way his hand had engulfed your hip made you blush from more than just embarrassment.
As you stood, you tried to pay more attention to your surroundings and less to the body in front of you. Glancing around you noted that the car was full mostly of people that looked like they were on their way to work. A sea of mostly men in suits.
You suddenly felt another brush against your thigh, making you almost jump out of your skin. Quickly looking down you saw the man's knee bent and gently pressing in between your plush thighs. You pressed your thighs closer together, but as you did he removed his knee. He continued to stand there as if nothing had happened.
You noted his clothing, the board shorts and tropical print shirt a contrast to those around you. Not unlike yourself. However upon looking up to note his facial features, you noticed a black face mask. The rest of his face was mostly obscured by a hat, his long black hair pulled up under it.
It was probably an accident anyway, you were both just standing on a moving train. Still the feeling of his skin rubbing against your partly clothed thighs gave you a feeling in your guts you didn't want to label.
You moved to step back a little, to create some more space between the two of you. Unfortunately you happened to step on the back of someones foot.
"Watch it!" a voice harshly whispered before elbowing you in the back. The jab you weren't expecting causing you to once again fall into the large stranger's chest.
This time, both of his hands came to rest on your hips, pressing your body tightly against his own.
Trying to keep your sound of shock in, you bit your lip as you wiggled against his grip.
He held you tighter against his noticeably sturdy body. You could feel his musculature through the thin shirt he wore.
Suddenly you felt him lifting you off of the ground and switching your spots. He sat you down as swiftly as he'd lifted you. The strength it must have taken to move you so quickly and gently had you too stunned to speak.
"Now that you're against something solid maybe you'll be less clumsy," the man's quiet voice whispered in your ear. His hands gripped your hips tighter before falling away. One coming up to the rail above your head, he leaned slightly into your space as he stood.
You looked down and leaned back, pressing into the wall trying to disappear. This whole situation was embarrassing! It was also very shameful for you, as the feeling of being manhandled in such a way lit a fire in your guts that was reserved for you darling Suguru.
Crossing your arms across your stomach in an attempt to hide yourself further, you silently willed the train to travel faster.
After a few moments of nothing strange happening you relaxed a bit. Checking your phone again you saw that you only had about twenty minutes left on this ride.
While you were looking at your phone, you didn't notice the arm above you coming to rest against the wall above your shoulder. What you did notice, however, was his other hand. It pressed lightly into your hip and slowly slid up to rest against the side of your breast.
You froze, looking up and noticing how caged in you were. You met his eyes for the first time and the heat in them made your blood run cold.
Without breaking eye contact, the stranger's hand squeezed your breast through your shirt. The thin material of your button up and swimsuit top leaving little in the way of protection against his hands kneading your soft flesh.
Leaning into you more, the hand undid a few more of the buttons on your shirt before slipping inside and cupping the skin directly. You gasped, shaking your head at the stranger.
"Please don't do this," you whispered, begging to keep your decency.
The hand inside your shirt yanked at the swimsuit top, exposing your breasts to him. He was so close to you that you doubted anyone else could see, but the thought still made your guts burn with a hot mix of shame and desire.
"Shhh," is the only response he gives you before twisting one of your nipples between his fingertips. The sensitive nub hardening at the attention.
You bit down on your lip trying hard to keep quiet and not draw attention to yourself. It felt so good and you hated it, one hand coming up to hold the arm near your face and the other coming to your lips.
His knee again nudged your legs open, this time you let him. Your plush legs parting without resistance. The sensation of his knee sliding up your thighs made you squirm. Not too much though, as you were exposed and the only thing keeping you from flashing the train was his large frame.
The hand fondling you breast squeezed harder before moving to play with the neglected nipple. A moan threatened to escape your lips but you swallowed it down like a bitter pill. Like the realization that you were enjoying being groped by a stranger.
The knee in between your thighs finally pressed against your pussy, and you knew it was unlikely he wouldn't notice how wet you were. The thrill of being caught and being forced into this situation was uncomfortably arousing.
The train lurched again, slowing to a stop. The man stepped even closer to you, shielding you even more from potential view and preventing you from escaping even if you wanted to.
Only one more stop til you met with your sweet boyfriend.
You buried your face into the chest now directly in front of you, shamefully hiding your exposed form. As you felt the train fully stop and heard the doors open, you felt the knee against your pussy grind up into you. You forced a cough from your throat in an attempt to cover up the moan escaping your lips.
The pressure the man was putting on your pussy had you clenching around nothing, barely daring to grind your hips down. The hand on your chest squeezed again before moving away, leaving you to feel you nipples rub up against his shirt. Your over sensitive body shivering at the contact.
His large hand lifted to pat your head, pressing your face into his pecks. The gentleness unexpected. You heard a muffled voice but couldn't quite make it out.
"Oh she's okay, trains make her feel ill. I'm just trying to comfort her," the smooth voice of the man trapping you against the wall said. You nodded against his chest, an affirmation to anyone watching. You knew you didn't want to meet anyone's eyes right now.
You'd assumed the person inquiring about you had left or turned away because the hand on your head slid down to your ass. Despite wearing a skirt, fishnets, and swimsuit bottoms, the grip his hand had on your ass was definitely enough to bruise. He forced you down on his knee. You could feel the bottoms you wore wetting his skin.
You pushed at the man's chest weakly, not strong enough to remove him, but more like an attempt at showing him you didn't want this.
The hand on your ass moved, making you think for a moment that this was all over as his knee also slid out from between your legs. You sighed, attempting to move back but you were just pushed more into the wall.
Instead of looking up to meat the eyes of the man groping you, you glanced around again. No one was looking in your direction, but plenty of people were around you.
Your moment of reprieve was short lived as his hands switched places. The hand by your shoulder dropping to your hip while the other moved up next to your head against the wall. The angle and position change, though slight, now cornered you even more.
The hand on your hip slid down, rubbing circles into your fishnet-clad thighs. His fingers traced the hem of your skirt before slipping up under the thin material and moving toward your soaked pussy.
Your hand again shot up to cover your mouth as the thick fingers slipped your bottoms to the side and slid in through the holes in your fishnets to caress your folds gently. His finger circling your clit gently before pinching at the sensitive bud.
Choking on a moan, you again coughed, burying you head in his chest and clutching the bicep near your head. You were glad you'd braced yourself as you felt his finger slip down and stroke at your tight hole. Swirling around your juices a little before it began pressing into you, it was an easy fit considering how wet you were.
With how easy the first on slid in, he quickly added another alongside it and you felt yourself stretch on the thick digits. He wasn't thrusting much, but crooking his fingers to rub against the spongy spot inside of you. You felt your legs quiver, the pleasure too much. You bit hard into the meat of your palm to keep the noises inside.
"Such a slut, going to squirt on a stranger's hand are you?" he whispered into your ear before resting his chin on top of your head. The height difference and his ability to fully engulf you while still having his fingers buried inside of you turned you on even more than his words.
The train hit another bump, forcing his fingers deeper into your pussy. You felt tears prick your eyes at the overwhelming feeling. Being stretched open in front of a crowd by a sexy stranger. And he was right, you were close to climax already. It's as if he knew exactly where to touch you.
You felt his thumb swirl around your clit as the two other fingers sharply thrust up into your pussy. The added pleasure made your legs almost give out, you were thankful for his large frame hiding your trembling body.
You could feel your pussy clenching around his fingers. So close to climax.
The thought of your sweet Suguru waiting for you entered your mind, at the same time his thumb pressed harshly into your clit as his fingers sped up.
Turning your head, you bit into the stranger's arm to keep quiet. You felt more than heard him groan. You were too distracted by the cum gushing into his hand as you finally finished to care. The hot wet feeling of orgasm flooding your whole body as you squeezed his hand between your legs.
He rubbed a few more circles around your sensitive clit before his hand slid out from your bottoms. He was careful not to get any on your skirt, and you were thankful for that. Bringing his hand up between the two of you he pressed his soaked fingers against your lips. You opened your mouth without much resistance and quickly sucked your own release from his fingers.
You felt dizzy, but took your hands off of him to button your shirt back up. He didn't interrupt you at all. Now fully covered, you leaned away from him and against the wall, sighing as you noticed the train slowing again.
That was simultaneously the longest and fastest thirty minutes of your life.
Adjusting your skirt and making sure you were no longer exposed you stepped away from the stranger as the train fully stopped. You felt him turn behind you, following. But you paid him no mind.
Stepping outside the train car and walking a few steps away you stood, waiting.
An arm wrapped itself around your shoulder, before you could look up you felt a kiss pressed into the crown of your head followed by a hat being placed on you.
Turning to look you saw your sweet boyfriend, Suguru Geto, reading glasses perched on his nose and a black face mask dangling from his ear. You leaned into his large, sturdy frame. Face rubbing against the thin material of his tropical print shirt.
"Hopefully the ride was to your liking, sweetheart. We have a long day at the beach ahead of us!" he winked at you before whisking you off the platform and out into the sun.
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leftovergeto · 2 days ago
heatwaves- s. geto
“late nights in the middle of june… sometimes all i think about is you.”
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content warning: NSFW, somnophilia, begging, praise kink, size kink (if you squint), oral (fem! receiving)
The air was hot outside, the rain making it humid. You felt it, Suguru could tell. The way you wore nothing but a very thin, large t-shirt. It looked familiar. It was his shirt, wasn’t it? It looked stretched to his frame, and yet you still wore it better. He couldn’t help but stare as you slept away softly, the small fan you set up rustling your hair. God, the sight of you was beautiful. He couldn’t help himself, the way he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in. He noticed the way you squirmed in his arms.
“Don’t wake up sugar, you’re okay,” he whispered as he noticed how you started to wake from his sudden movements. You promptly fluttered back to sleep, his grip was grounding and relaxing. The way you wrapped your leg around his waist like you were latching onto him made something in his stomach set ablaze. Fuck, he thought to himself, I need her so bad.
He felt the familiar, sweetly sickening feeling in his stomach. He felt something between his legs twitch needing as you rubbed against it. He needed to feel you, he was filled with the ungentlemanly urge to be inside of you.
“Woke you, didn’t I?” he whispered, mostly to himself, “Doesn’t matter, cuz I’m gonna make it up to you sugar,” he spoke, taking your thighs and wrapping them around his head. You barely tussled in your sleep as he toyed with your figure, only causing his stomach to heat up more.
Soon, long, slender fingers were carefully slipping off your panties, your heat suddenly apparent. He took a moment just to lie between your legs, your warmth encapsulating him. Tenderly, he swiped his tongue across your clit, causing your body to jerk a bit. He found himself laughing to himself.
“Yeah? My baby’s gonna feel so good, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he mumbled, dipping his tongue into your cunt. The sudden feeling of the warm wetness in you made you jerk awake, eyes wide and hands in Geto’s hair. Your fingers suddenly pulled at his smooth, silky locks as he explored all of you.
You couldn’t help but let out wimpers as he licked across your folds, sticking his fingers inside of you. The feeling of him pumping in and out of your already sloppy cunt was too much to handle, especially as the first thing you felt when you woke up. He tongue flicked across your puffy clit, already swollen from the feeling. He couldn’t help but also dip his tongue next to his fingers, the flavor of your juices filling his mouth. You started to buck your hips into his face, needing his experienced tongue even more.
“S’too much, ‘Guru” you whined, feeling Suguru’s faint laugh in your pussy. He ignored your cries and continued to enjoy himself between you. He had three fingers inside of you now, making you go crazy as he sucked on your clit. It was all too much, you couldn’t handle it.
“S’guru, gonna- gonna cum!” you cried, feeling the waves of heat crashing onto you. Suguru lapped up all of the juices you squirted onto his face, humming to himself between your thighs.
“How’re you doing sweetheart,” he spoke, coming up to kiss you, mouth still sticky with your cum. You simply nodded, kissing him back softly, as he forced his tongue down your throat, forcing noises out of you.
Gently he grabbed your thighs, pushing them back so you were exposed to him.
“So pretty, aren’t you? C’mon now, don’t fall asleep on me again sugar,” he whispered into the crease of your neck, teeth gently tugging on your earlobe. You shook your head, as if to promise him you wouldn’t. Yet, you found yourself tired, and his warm, comfortable grip had you melting into him.
“Please, Suguru, don’t make me wait anymore, I can’t take this,” you pleaded, nails digging into his back. He nodded, pushing your thighs back even farther, tip resting at your entrance. “Please! Suguru, please I’ve been such a good girl.”
“Yeah? I know sugar,” he whispered, breathy moans coming from him as he pushed his cock inside of you. Whimpers and whines spill from your lips, the sheer size of him was too much. No matter how many times Geto Suguru fucked you, you never got used to that.
He started to move inside of you, slowly pumping his cock in and out of you.
“Fuck! You’re so tight sweetheart, such a good girl,” he grunted, moans pouring from his mouth as he started to pound into you. You were such a mess for him, it was almost pathetic. The satisfaction he got from hearing your cries made him heat up against you. You, though, could barely focus on anything, much less staying quiet. Your brain was clouded from how he stuffed you to the brim, from how his moans filled your ears and your head. The scent of him was enough to make you go insane, you needed him and only him.
“Suguru, faster- ngh,” you pleaded, him nodding in response. The sudden rush he got from hearing you beg was enough to send him ramming into you. The way he hit your cervix, it made your eyes are glossy and your brain cloudy.
“I’m gonna cum, ‘Guru,” you mumbled between moans and whines. He nodded, pushing you up against the headboard.
“Then cum for me sugar,” he said, slamming into you harder and sloppier. You let out one last scream, cumming all over his cock. He pounded into you a bit more, before you felt his cum coating the inside of your walls. He pulled out, cum leaking out of you, heavy pants letting out of him.
“You’ve been so good f’me, you wanna sleep now?” he asked, stroking your hair as he collapsed next to you. With a quick nod, you found yourself curling up into his arms, as they squeezed you tightly.
“Good night, Suguru.”
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tojithesourcerkiller · 2 days ago
Headcanons for Suguru
Suguru Geto headcannons
Modern au
Gender neutral reader
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note- lel we're gonna just pretend I haven't posted in a hot minuet but thank you to the anon who requested for some Geto headcannons! ------------------------------------------------------ First meeting ✖️You were both first introduced through Shoko at a night out thrown together by Gojo. ✖️At first Geto felt sorry for you thinking you'd fall for Gojo's charms and become another broken heart caused by his best friend but was stunned soon as he heard you reject Gojo and out him in his place causing Geto to have a new found respect for you while also being drawn in by your attuited. ✖️After that night you found yourself slotting in with the trio's dynamic and quickly becoming the fourth member of their little group earning yourself a place in their hearts
the Dynamic ✖️You and Suguru tend to talk about your taste in music and books forever being able to have hour long discussions about everything and anything which would always result in teasing from both shoko and Gojo ✖️speaking of teasing,,,you both are often referred to as the parents of the group as you are both constantly having to look out for Gojo and Shoko ✖️It takes a while of being friends until Suguru feel comfortable introducing you to Nanako and Mimiko as they are both his number one priority ✖️speaking of introductions....they both dislike you at first....Well Nanako at least as Mimiko tends to just hide behind her sibling which is totally understandable with Suguru being their main career ✖️But after putting in the effort they both slowly begin to warm up to you and push you both admit your feelings for each other,,,very parent trap vibes
The relationship ✖️I strongly believe that Suguru would have anxiety and would constantly worry if he's making the right decisions whether it be about parenting the twins or just in life but you are always there to help ground him and talk it all out while also supporting his decisions ✖️ Suguru m e l t s whenever you play with his hair, he legit turns to putty in you hands ✖️always needs to fall asleep touching you, whether it be spooning or legs touching he always sleeps better when he has physical contact ✖️the amount of admiration he has for you whenever he see's you playing with the twins and young Megumi to help out both him and Gojo just makes his heart melt that you still choose to be here with them ✖️Both you and Gojo scheme together when Suguru has his back turned,,,,from embarrassing photos to harmless pranks mans can not catch a break but he wouldn't change it for the world ✖️all in all you have became his rock and he cherishes you while falling in love all over again and again
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heartsfrommars · a day ago
tranquiltea ღ
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synopsis .. headcanons of sweet teashopassistant!geto
content warning .. fluff, i think this is my go to genre at this point :p (but that will change eventually 🫣)
word count .. 356
tags .. @gabzlovesu .. @salimcity .. @sailewhoremoon .. @okhotel .. @atsumeii (i know your not on my taglist, but i had to tag you <3 ) .. taglist
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teashopassistant!geto was first introduced to the art of brewing tea through his grandmother. whenever he went to visit her shop, she would always invite him into the kitchen to brew some tea. at first, he didn’t see the purpose of being so meticulous when making tea. but as he got older, he realized how important the preciseness is to get the best brew.
as his grandmother got older, teashopassistant!geto took the liberty of running his grandmother's shop. she couldn’t move as quickly as she used to, but she still needed the assistance. and he was quick to jump up to the plate.
it took teashopassistant!geto a while to adjust to helping his grandmother run the shop. there were so many things she did behind the scenes that made him wonder how she ran this shop all by herself. for instance, he didn’t realize his grandmother made her own tea brews. from planting to drying to mixing so the flavors can complement one another.
but after some months of being in her shadow, teashopassistant!geto finally got the hang of the shop, sometimes running it all on his own while his grandmother would take some self care days, which she deserved.
he grew to be a familiar face in the shop, the customers happy to see the raven haired man behind the counter with the kindest smile before they asked for their usual.
not only were the new customers coming back bro visit teashopassistant!geto, but new customers started to come in as well to simply gawk at him. as well as get some of the best tea in town, but mainly gawk.
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when his grandmother finally passed down the shop to him, gracing him to be the official owner, teashopowner!geto wanted to do a makeover to the shop. the first thing he wanted to change was the tea cups and teapots. he loved his grandmothers, but he wanted to have a personal touch that solidified him being the new owner. so, geto took himself to the closest pottery studio he could find and made sets of teapots and matching tea cups.
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marley’s notes ღ .. i was watching atla. idk if that explains everything, but that’s all i really have to say 😭. it just happened fr y’all, so..um..yeah!
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olrbia · 2 days ago
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INSP. Romeo and Juliet by Sergio Cupido (2018)
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neonscandal · 2 days ago
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Gojo's birth tipped the balance of the scales. As a young boy, he was used to the onslaught of assassins, curses, curse users, etc. It comes with the territory of being the strongest and jujutsu royalty. By the time he got to Jujutsu High, we see the flippant and egotistical attitude Nanami chides him for later frequently offset by Geto's humility and consideration for the weak. It's something that Gojo ultimately adopts within his own personality.
We know that Geto was someone Gojo respected as a peer and ally. He wholly trusted him to watch his back (and spare his students..), his one and only. Despite their slight differences in ideology at the time, they were able to check one another when they fell out of line. They were equals. So when Geto eventually defects, it must have been so alienating to have the one person he could see eye to eye with, ultimately see him only for his power. Just like everyone else.
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renibet · 2 months ago
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multistan-247 · a month ago
❝ 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘, 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓, 𝖘𝖜𝖎𝖒 ❞
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⚠︎ Characters: Bf!Geto Suguru × afab!reader
⚠︎ Synopsis: When one of your friends complains about your boyfriend being super touchy with you (rather enviously), you feel embarrassed at the way your other friends poke fun at you, and you project the embarassment at him in the form of apprehensiveness, asking him not to touch you. Suguru being the sweet boyfriend he is, is kinda hurt and annoyed at you. One rainy morning, you're finally done with his "ignorance" and you decide you have to take matters into your own hands (legs) if you have to make it upto him.
⚠︎ Warnings: MDNI, edging, mean dom!Geto, cunnilingus, nipple play, thigh riding, some shitty friends, clitoral stimulation, f! masturbation, anal play and penetration, overstimulation, squirting, begging, mutual non-con, degradation (use of the word slut), jealousy, dirty talk, teasing, vaginal stimulation, orgasm.
⚠︎ Tags: @killtoji @otivez @4dtk @getosun @scandescent @beware-of-the-rogue + all my fellow Geto wh0res :)
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You're a mess. A hot panting mess as a rivulet of sweat runs down your back. Legs overworked, face heated with the blood rush in your body. Struggling to hold your moans as your clit bumps against the thick muscles of his thigh and the friction of your damp panties.
You're going to burst any second. It's close, so close, so fucking close that it drives you crazy.
It wasn't even 7am yet. He'd been up early because of the raucous sounds of the rain and you'd sauntered between his legs after finding the space next to you cold, staring at him crossly.
When you press your lips to his for a long peck, he doesn't raise as much as a muscle. He sits like a handsome statue, closed-off and silent, only making eye contact with you.
Your only wish right now was orgasm, to coat his thighs and show him how much you wanted him. One more touch from him and you'd combust.
When Suguru Geto punished you, it was hell.
Hell in the best way.
It's raining, the tranquil but noisy sounds of rain hitting the ground, the roofs of houses nearby, plants and cars galore are drowned in your quest for release. And it didn't help how the cool air seemed to nip at your breasts. They tingled with each movement of your pelvis against his leg and one little touch to them, you'd spontaneously burst.
It has gotten too much.
The urge to touch yourself was arising, but you didn't want to make him any more angry than he already was. Squashing your thoughts didn't help in any way, not when his form slept so close to you, and everytime you wanted to apologize, to beg him to touch you, the look he gave from the corner of his eye was enough to deflate you.
Your moan is cut off when his hand is wrapped around your torso and his other arm clasps your waist, pulling impossibly closer than before, the friction against your needy, swollen clit almost blinding and you cry out mindlessly when your nipple catches his bare chest, his muscled arm pressed against your cleavage.
God, you were so small and trembling against him that it was almost pathetic.
He wants to laugh at you, prod at how needy you were without being touched. He refrains from doing so, afraid that you might close off from him again, mindful of your needs which are so difficult to voice out for you until you continue to brush against his thigh with babbles of "Suguru, Suguru please- Please, please please it aches it aches so much, I want to come for you-"
His ears perk up at that.
You wanted to please him.
You wanted to please him.
"Aren't you precious?"
He goes absolutely feral with the way your noises get significantly more high-pitched and consistent when he begins to dribble his leg, the one you were perched on, and the tremors in your body grow, like the shattering motions of an earthquake ready to disintegrate anything in its path at any second.
Your hips stop working, focusing on the wet pat, pat, pat of your sticky wetness humping against his clothed thigh.
It was so lewd.
But it didn't matter when his hands reaches out for your hips, holding you as he begins to move you himself, fed up of your struggle to move.
A shriek tears past your lips at the added pressure of his leg dribbling simultaneously, and the heavy weight of his palms on your hips sure to leave finger-like bruises when you're done.
The thought of it drove you to the edge and it no longer bothered you at how loud you were being. You're throwing an arm around him to brace yourself for your orgasm as you slowly career towards the edge of it. The burn of it never fades as you feel yourself, embarrassingly wet and soaking your panties as your whimper his name. Tension so thick that you feel like you're in a bubble of your own world, euphoria coursing through your veins as the sound of rain disappears into the background. All you're able to hear are the pleas of his name out of your mouth, his heavy breathing and the creaks of the sofa as he continues this manhandling.
He's cruel with the pace he sets over you, determined to completely unravel you, to strip you of your rational thinking before he sinks his cock inside your tight little hole, your sweet cunt staining his favourite pair of sweats.
His lips press a kiss to your shoulder, as you rest your head in the crook of his neck, completely giving up all control to him. You wouldn't mind even if he chose to continue this mistreatment of your body, overstimulating you to the point that a brush of your clit drove you crazy.
You're whining when he stops moving his legs and instead, begins to drag your hips over his leg in a push-pull motion.
"I haven't touched you in a week and this is how needy you get? Maybe I should do this more often."
You were going to reply to that, but all that came out of your mouth were soft cries and babbles from rough treatment.
"You wanna cum, baby?" He asks tauntingly.
His eyes are on the way you're shaking, mouth slack, panting each time your swollen clit pressed against his heated thigh, your pussy wet and clenching, nipples hard and erect as a layer of sheen sweat collected on your skin.
"Words, baby, use your words."
"More- more, Sugu- please- just let me cum-"
God, he's going to tease you about this later but you couldn't care less for now.
"Please- just let me cum- just once-"
A whimper of protest reaches his ears and he chuckles rudely as your moments are stopped.
"Do you need some help? Does my needy little princess need some help?"
"Yes please!- Please touch me! Just once!-"
Your voice is far from your controlled to a much more frenzied tone.
"Words, baby, use your fucking words. I can't hear you over the noises you're making."
"Suguru- I can't take it-"
Soft, wanton moans tumble out of your lips like a prayer, and he's never been satisfied more in his life; seeing you like this, the precious girl he'd fallen for, being so worked up like this just because he hadn't touched her for a week.
He made her like this.
A sweet, blubbering, wet little mess.
His mess.
"I'm sorry- I shouldn't have said t-that. I'm sorry- Ahn!"
A hard pinch to your nipple has you shrieking, and you're this close to crying.
He's breathing into your face, invading your personal space, and it's too much, too much of him, but it's not enough.
The raspiness of his voice makes your insides quake; the demand dark and threatening, unbridled tension thickening in the petrichor.
You'd missed a few of his words, but he didn't take very kindly to it.
"You heard me, sweetheart. Get rid of those panties. Hurry up now."
You're swallowing a whimper as you get off him, daring yourself to look at the stickiness you'd left on his thigh. A gulp traverses down your throat meeting his hooded, half-lidded eyes. Sexual vulnerability with him was a thrill, each gaze and touch had you reeling, it was the time of your life, and a ride you never wanted to end.
The thudding of your heart closes over the sound of rain as you pull off the damp material of your panties down your legs and before you could let it fall to the floor, he says,
"You'll need that."
You can only wonder what he would make you do with them as the haze of orgasm clouds you, open to all his suggestions. Clutching your panties tightly in your palm, you try not to rub your thighs together.
Suguru, of course, notices that.
"Hands to the wall, ass out. I want your cunt on my face."
If only you could combust on spot, you would.
With the hottest burn on your cheeks, you do what you were told to, and walk over to the nearest wall, the front of your body against the coolness stimulating you further as you stick your ass out for him.
"Legs open, slut. You weren't shy when you were using my leg earlier, were you?"
You have to bite down on your bottom lip to stop a whimper, closing your eyes in shame as your part your legs open for his eyes and his eyes only.
With your eyes tightly closed in anticipation, with craving, you're not ready for the hit of warm breaths against your cunt, which has you moving your hips as an involuntary reaction.
His tongue licks a broad stripe across your throbbing pussy when you least expect it; your body jerks away at the touch of wet muscle with a gasp but rough hands hook around your thighs and hold your down.
When did he even get under you?
The shock of damp warmth on your core has you shook, trembling as he draws circles, never letting his tongue touch your pulsating clit.
"Panties in your mouth. I don't want a single sound from you until you tell me that you're going to come."
Geto's voice is thick with barely concealed hunger and you're able to feel it though you weren't able to meet his eyes, probably blown wide with lust.
Heat crawls up your butt as he hands you your soiled underwear and you know better than to cross his words as you embarassedly do as you were told.
You taste yourself on your tongue and feel his tongue on you again- this time the licks are purposeful yet mellow, making you jolt in pleasure and bite down on the fabric restricting your hums.
He's back to swirling his tongue around your clit and to your absolute shock, he presses his face into your pussy, covering it with his whole mouth making you jolt up and rock into his face. If that wasn't enough, the tip of his nose nudged your quivering hole and his lips wrap around your clit, sucking rhythmically.
Your body has a mind of its own as you desperately grind your hips against his face, eyeballs rolling into your skull, cries slightly muffled by your panties. Mentally you're begging him, begging him to understand, to take pity on you, to let you come and be merciful to you.
Suguru does the exact opposite of that.
He makes out with your thigh, frustrating you further, but knew what he was exactly doing to you.
That's what he was doing.
You were shaking pitifully as he slowly pushed his tongue into your dripping hole, moaning throatily at your juices on his tongue, nuzzling his face into your cunt, greedy and starving.
The wet panties in your mouth was an obstruction. You couldn't moan freely and it felt like utter torture. To be so close to something but so far just because you couldn't moan or make a noise.
But Suguru's tone hid an underlying threat when he told you to keep your mouth shut. You wouldn't get to cum for another week if you went against his words.
You decided that keeping your mouth shut as best as you could was a better option than being touch-starved.
Oh, you could cum any second now, if he continued the way he was maneuvering his hot mouth on you. Cunt clenching hard everytime he pulled and pushed his tongue in and out, in and out.
A disappointed whine is covered by the sticky, slobbered fabric between your lips, being denied of the slowly rising orgasm. He gives a leisurely lick to you spasming cunt and sucks on your outer lips, collecting the mild juices that were beginning to gathering around it and running down your thighs.
Calloused hands grip your waist and bring your pussy close to his face until your butt is hanging over his face and your chest and face is completely crushed to the wall. Your squeak of surprise goes unheard as he relishes the syrupyness between your legs, as if that was the last meal he was granted.
Your hands bite into the flatness, shaking with the effort to keep still as you continue to moan around the cloth. His lithe fingers aid your clit as he slides two fingers around it and tugs the swollen length, dismembering the effort you were putting in to stay at your place as his tongue- his sinful tongue reaches for your aching pussy, groaning his approval.
It feels like your innards were set on fire as he strokes your walls in the way you like, slow and dragging, making you clench in agony. The sounds you were producing were incorrigible thanks to the cloth and you're only more surprised with what he says next.
"Remove those dirty panties and moan. Tell me what you did, where you went wrong and beg like the slut you are. Maybe- I'll let you come." The vibrations of his words penetrate into you, making your whimper.
You're all too quick to throw those darn panties to the side.
A sultry moan floats past your lips when he goes back to inflicting his infernal torture over your desperate body.
"I- I shouted at you for being so touchy w-with me" interrupted by a particularly hard thrust, "Because of my f-friends- because they called you clingy and touchy and I f-felt- ah-" another thrust, "e-embarrassed."
You squeal at the delirious haze occupying you as you admit the truth, the one you didn't want to convey because you didn't want to hurt him. The irritance built in your system came out as anger because of the petty jealousy your 'friends' harboured for you.
"I shouldn't have treated you like that- I- I'm sorry. S-sorry. N'er gon' treat you like that again. M'sorry. M'sorry- sorry. Don' wanna hurt you again- M'sorry."
Despite the delirium of the orgasm unraveling in you, you were guilty with the way you'd slurred out the words to him because of all the drinks you'd downed due to some upsetting comments. Just because your shitty friends hated how wonderful your boyfriend was.
But no one should get to influence you and your thinking.
That's what Suguru decided to teach you.
He noticed the frustrated tears in your eyes when he didn't kiss you good night or hold you. As much as Suguru decided that he should teach you a thing or two about holding your ground and not being bullied into a certain way of thinking, he was genuinely hurt too.
Afterall, it's said that a person only tells the truth when they're drunk.
The pleasure coursing through your body was unbearable.
Slurps of absolute relish and your moans and cries has him grip your thighs, trailing his fingers over and over as he eats you out with continual licks, sucks and nibbles.
"Please Geto- please. I'm going to-"
A loud groan rumbles from your voice box when inserts his tongue back into you, the thick velvety muscle moving inside you, stretching you, quakeing as he tugs your very sensitive clit.
Cool air blows over your overheated body, making you aware of the slick drying on your thighs and the warmth of his mouth and his forehead.
You're leaking all over his hand and wrist but he doesn't seem to care as you launch yourself into a chain of "fuck" mixed with "oh god, yes" and try your best to grind against his face and maintain your balance in the tantalizing position.
The finger on your clit trails behind, collecting the wetness oozing from you, trailing it around your other puckering hole, teasing it lightly and trying to enter it.
"No- no please- I can't take it- "
Pleas of "no no no" and "I can't- it's too much" fall on deaf ears as he pulls back to mutter,
"Yes you can."
Your lips open in silent need, eyes closing as he enters with ease. You're incapable of speaking, or voicing out the various feelings budding inside you, like a ticking time bomb.
"Please let me come, Sugu! Wanna come so bad-"
"If you wanna cum, then," his breath tickles the and you're moaning again, "do it yourself.", and you're shivering, shifting as your juices trail down your legs uncomfortably.
"If you cum on your own, only then will you be fucked. Or else, forget fucking, I won't even lay a single hand on you for another month."
Begrudgingly, you're nodding your head no, hating yourself for being so needy for his touch, his roaming hands, his experienced mouth on you, craving the same intensity with which he'd spend his own sweet time re-learning every inch and crevice of you.
His swollen lips suck on your folds, earnestly licking broad, warm stripes along your pussy, and he pulls back, leaving his middle finger in your hole.
"Touch yourself."
With one hand on the wall, you trail your hand to your pussy, heavy with the onset of release and the rush of blood to your groin, leaving you light-headed as you brush a finger over your clit, swirling it and sliding two of your fingers in anguish, your pussy taking them in almost immediately.
Your walls squeeze hard as you make attempts to push your fingers until you can reach your g-spot, but it's not Suguru's.
You settle for the sensations your small ones are able to provide and pay no mind to the obscene squelches of your hand moving inside you.
Huffs of breath and muffled cries reach Suguru's kneeling form as he takes in how your greedy pussy welcomes the intrusion of your struggling fingers.
It's shameful how you were gushing because of those poor, aimless strokes of your fingers. They could never fill you out like Suguru's did.
The need to come was in the forefront of your mind; and you'd do what you had to. Your fingers reach for your aching bundle of nerves, massaging them as your heated walls begin to contract.
You were already too far gone to realise that your juices were rushing down your thighs, and when a thick, concentrated drop of it falls onto the wooden flooring, staining it a darker, ebony brown, he absolutely loses it.
Your soft, damp fingers were slapped away and replaced with his own, manipulating all your three erogenous zones. He thrusts in his tongue instantaneously, and the calefaction rising in your belly spurts with his fingers tugging your slicked clit and pushing into your anus, your legs almost give out at the joint assault to your senses if not for Suguru's hand pressing into your stomach and bracing you to gain your standing.
You press yourself onto the wall for some balance, oversensitive nipples brushing the chilly wall as you ride his face. You're practically sobbing and quivering, pleading him to give you what you wanted.
"Please Sugu- C-can't anymore- nngh!-"
Mercy was one of Suguru's worst qualities, because he never gave any. Be it bed or battlefield, he'd go on till the end to make a point. One of the very qualities which drew Satoru in.
Geto Suguru had many strong suits, but mercy was not one of them.
In his ears, your apology was enough as the slurred words were weighed down with regret.
He decides his poor baby needed the release, you being an exception, as much as his sadistic side enjoyed this.
Your pelvic floor contracts almost violently amidst the way he parts both your ass cheeks and impales his tongue into you, forcing you to lean towards the wall, eyes shutting tight and painfully, huge black and white spots dance in your vision, causing you to spray all over his face, screaming your throat raw as it bounces off the walls accompanied by the sound of rain.
Overtaxed legs drop to the floor like dominoes, head lulling forward to the wall if not for a moistened palm catching it as you gasp out loud, weeping in relief and release.
Sinewy arms scoop you into a broad chest, a peck on the forehead going unregistered to your fucked out brain. Crisp sheets crowd your heated curves, cooling a side of your body.
The shuffle of clothes and his presence laying down on the bed alerts you a little, but not completely until your thighs are parted, warm precum sliding onto your skin as he lines up himself to your entrance.
"Tch. Don't run away now, I just got started sweetheart. I may be clingy, but at least I fuck you well."
Unlike your friends, but he doesn't need to add that.
You already know it.
Suguru Geto has many strong suits, but mercy was not one of them.
Turns out that you weren't an exception.
That's because the next few seconds, one of your legs were folded and pulled away on top of his, and his cock was already balls deep inside your unprepared cunt.
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freyzrc · 2 months ago
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Day 32 - Welcome to jjk cafe~ The family is expanding. ( ´ ▽ ` ) ☕ Toge / Yuta version : here ! ☕ Yuji / Megumi version : here !
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814519 · 3 months ago
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hc, geto and shoko mocks gojo ‘oH so yoUre tHe sTrongEst sOrcerer??’ ‘pROVE IT bItch’ and this happened
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zeninbaby · 2 months ago
includes: geto, gojo & toji
nsfw | 17+ please! | reblogs & likes are very appreciated!
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Geto Suguru
⚘ more on the degrading side ;)
⚘ likes loves making u cry every time ya'll do the dirty
⚘ sometimes makes you do all the work just to see you struggle to take his girthy cock :(
⚘ also does it to prove a point that you're his dumb whore and that you'd do anything just to get off <3
"such a dumb little baby, creaming on my cock."
⚘ loves loves loves your tits
⚘ small or big, he doesn't gives a shit
⚘ asks you for a boob job instead of blowjobs; either way, when he cums he cums on your face and tits
⚘ prefers missionary to see your pretty face when you cum, plus, he'll be able to see your tits move in sync to his thrusts ;)
⚘ grabs and plays with your perky nipples making you shiver and be sensitive all over
⚘ modest and reserved in public, a beast and a mean fucker in private
"that's right, take it angel, take it like a slut"
"pussy's so tight angel, gonna make you stretched m'kay?"
⚘ you're his perfect cumslut and personal fucktoy <3
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Gojo Satoru
⚘ praise! praise! praise!
⚘sometimes tho, his praises turn condescending so watch out
⚘ will cradle your face in his big hands when you ride him & caresses your cheeks while you moan his name <3
"you're doing great princess, keep goin' yeah, such a pretty girl for me"
⚘ does not care for boundaries whatsoever so expect him to be touching and groping you all the time
⚘ he's not ashamed of being handsy in public and even loves it when you're flustered
⚘ one time you were wearing a sundress and just looked oh so delectable he dragged you to the nearest comfort room and fucked you senseless
"no panties huh? you were expecting this aren't you princess?"
⚘ loves your ass so much!!!!
⚘ with that said, loves taking you from behind so he can see your ass jiggle when he pounds u hard ;)
⚘ sometimes, he uses your ass as a pillow whenever he sees you laying flat on your tummy
⚘ bites your ass
⚘ you're his cute little princess and loves u sm!
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Toji Fushiguro
⚘ holy fuck fuck fuck
⚘ he fucks hard, like HARD I'll tell you
⚘ get ready to cum a lot just from foreplay; he'll eat you out like a man starved
⚘ loves seeing you squirt and makes it a goal every time ya'll do the dirty
"gonna cum f'r me sweetheart? don't hold back i wanna see you cum on my cock."
"such a messy baby, you like making a mess on my dick do you?"
⚘ pussy slapping/spanking >>> ass
⚘ does spank your ass every now and then tho, but mostly for punishments
⚘ honestly doesn't give a shit if you're a blabbing mess on top of him and whining like a slut
⚘ you know what you've gotten into and knows he won't stop until you're shaking
"c'mon sweetheart, you know you love my cock so much, stop crying."
⚘ cleans you up afterwards and praises you for being a good girl <3
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kart0 · 3 months ago
my tears ricochet - Taylor Swift
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inspired by heystrawbs on tiktok !!!!
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iambabygorl · 3 months ago
Hot Things the Jujutsu Kaisen Men Do
Warning: slight 18+
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Getou is literally going to be such a gentleman. I refuse to believe he isn’t
He would be the kind of guy to walk his fingers across your back as he reached around your waist then pull you into his side as he pinched your hip
Getou is beautiful so when he catches you staring (you know you would stare. Don’t lie) he would lean forward so he met your gaze and would smirk before reaching out to twirl a piece of your hair around his finger. He’d give it a little tug before sitting back in satisfaction at the blush on your cheeks
His chill demeanor is so attractive as well. He’d literally just do whatever you want
He loves his kimonos, probably the only thing he will ever wear, but he will leave the top half loose so his chest can be on display. (Think Shigure Sohma from fruits basket)
He loves to tease you. He will raise his eyebrows and stick his tongue to the inside of his cheek as he does this. So hot.
He also loves to look down at you with hooded eyes rather than crane his neck to look down. His gaze often comes off as seductive, so you easily get heated over that
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I am detrimentally I’m love with this man
He would definitely speak to you with his big business man voice most of the time and it’s so hot for him like COME ON I’d pay to be degraded by him
He would lend you his button up shirts when you came over because he loves it when you sleep in them. Loves fucking you in them even more. He’d button it back up after you both finish and to me that’s so attractive idk bro
He’d be so gentle but so stern. Same way in bed. Yep. Totally.
He would hold your hand in public and grip it tighter when he caught someone checking you out. I think he’d be secure in his relationship with you, but jealous Nanami is sexy okay? Okay.
His confidence and security is so hot too good lord above. The way he is just so commanding…
Nanami would also be having a drink after work, tie loose around his neck as he threw his head back against the chair and swirled the ice in his gin and tonic and groaned
Nanami would roll up his sleeves as you talk to him, head angled down as his eyes never leave yours. You’d be turned into a stuttering mess and he would play clueless, but his smirk gave him away
He wouldn’t know how hot he is
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He is like the hot asshole jock dude you went to high school with
He KNOWS he’s hot and he won’t let you forget it
He would constantly be leaning over you, showing off his impressive height. He loves showing you how small you are compared to him. Definitely comes into play in the bedroom as well…
He’d also be an unofficial/official sugar daddy. He’d pay for everything your little heart could desire
He’d also be the type to not even look at a bill before slapping his card on it, knowing it’s not a problem
Gojo would be the type of guy to stretch his long limbs in a way that allows his shirt to pull up just enough to tease you. His white happy trail accenting his delicious abs
He would send you a wink every time he caught you staring at him (on sunglasses days) and he’d have the perfect boyish smirk to compliment it
Also, he’s a man spreader, but it works for him. He’d pull you by the hips/waist to have you sit on his thigh or lap every time you walk by
Gojo fucking Satoru is too sexy for his own good.
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He’s a dilf. Boom. I could leave it at that. Dilfs are hot. Superior men.
But anywho, Toji would flex his massive size any chance he got. He’d grab the tops of doorframes, leaning into it so his shirt stretched across his muscles.
He would also be the kind of guy that would grab your waist from behind if you were trying to reach something on a top shelf. 50% of the time he will grab it and 50% of the time he will full on lift you up to grab it.
Definitely grabs your face to kiss you. A cheek pincher too so you pucker up for him
He would have a 5 o’clock shadow every other day and it’s so attractive on him. Definitely a dilf thing if you ask me
Toji would always have an arm back behind you in any chair or seat. That’s also including when he is reversing in a car. He’d do THE THING when backing up. He’d even throw you a wink as he did it
He would also always have a hand on your knee. He’d be a tease and squeeze up and down your thigh at inconvenient moments
I feel like he would have a manly scent that was distinct to him. It wouldn’t be stinky or anything, just unique and manly and delicious because it’s Toji Fushiguro
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bokurxo · a month ago
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jjk boys when you open your arms for a hug;
a/n: lots lotsss of teasing from my favorite men.
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* ˚ ✦ GOJO's eyes light up so fast as if they weren't bright enough, excitement glimmering in his blues, but believe me, he will try and take his time to tease the hell out of you. hands in his pockets, standing all smug and pretty, he leans his upper body forward so that his face is on the same level as yours, with a smirk so confident you immediately want to slap it off of his face but you just watch him as he pouts at you, "aww, my baby wants a hug?" and it makes you roll your eyes. your arms fall to your sides defeatedly, a sigh leaving your lips as you quickly turn to leave but you still hear his startled "hey, whaー no, wait!". satoru pulls you into him, closing his arms around you tightly and nuzzling his face into your cheek while you chuckle, "m'sorry, baby," he smiles widely, placing a loud kiss on your cheek, "hug me more." "be nice, 'toru." "yeah, sure, now hug me."
* ˚ ✦ TOJI gives you an unimpressed look, eyeing you up and down which makes you regret even thinking about doing this. he turns to face you fully before asking you a simple "what?" as if he didn't understand what you wanted from him. your arms shrink down slowly as you pout and mutter a small "nothing" before turning to leave only to be stopped by his voice, "nah, c'mon, pretty sure you were waiting for me to hug you." you turn around to give him a suspicious look only to see him with his arms open, eagerness bubbling in your eyes. he smirks, clearly amused, and closes his arms around you when you bury your face in his chest, squeezing him. what you don't expect is him squeezing you harder into himself, so hard in fact that you have to slap his back repeatedly to get him to stop with muffled calls of his name ringing in the air, "what, you wanted a hug, didn't you?"
* ˚ ✦ NANAMI thinks you look really cute; there's a small smile on your face as you bite the inside of your cheek and wait for his reaction. and if he's in mood for some teasing(which is something he discovered he likes doing only with you) he will definetly just stare at you. his face with a soft expression, lips threatening to stretch wider, while he just looks back at you, enjoying the way your cheeks start dusting with pink and you just can't stop yourself. "nanamiiiー" you whine and kento breaks, chuckling softly and putting away whatever he was doing before to stride over to you and envelope you in a hug. cupping your face with both hands, he kisses your cheeks and the tip of your nose, muttering about how cute and sweet you are for him, his heart warming when your arms squeeze tighter around his frame.
* ˚ ✦ GETO's eyebrows raise as soon as his eyes land on your figure. a grin stretches on his lips as he decides to not give in to the temptation; instead he opens his own arms, giving you a mischevious look. you shake your head at him and motion for him to come closer with your fingers but he ignores your request, doing the same. you smile at him with a tilt of your head, looking so cute he wants to smother you with kisses and never let go, and the urge is too strong for suguru to handle so he just playfully rolls his eyes and quickly steps forward to hug you, enjoying the way you squeal when he lifts you up. he purposefully lands a big smooch right in your ear, making you whine about the ringing, "ow, suguruu!" "sorry, baby, didn't mean to aim there." "i know you did." he doesn't reply, only kisses you on the lips.
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feedback is appreciated!
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kelenia · a month ago
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To do list after declaring war:
-Go get crepes with your daughters
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smol-ackerman · 6 months ago
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nanamisbbygirl · 3 months ago
mind full of thoughts of soft geto suguru. where he has you straddled on his lap, his thick cock nestled deep inside you, stretching you so good you can hardly think. praise falls off his lips like it’s his native tongue, his large hand gripping your waist, helping you rock yourself forward and backward. he occasionally rolls his hips up, kissing and sucking on your neck, making it known how much he loves you. and if by any chance his actions aren’t clear to your cute, fucked our brain, he’ll be sure to fill you with his cum to remind you of it.
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0illipheist · 4 months ago
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POV: Tattoo Artist Suguru
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