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deargojou · 2 months

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【 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄? 】

You watched with morbid fascination as Geto swallowed yet another cursed spirit whole. His cheeks bulged for a moment as the swirling orb disappeared down his throat. With a final gulp, it was gone.

He let out a small sigh. He turned to you with a polite smile. “Apologies, you had to see that. I know it’s not very appetizing.”

You blinked, shaking off your stupor. “Oh, no, no, it’s okay! I was just… curious.”

And curious you were. You had always wondered about his bizarre cursed technique. How could someone so polished and soft-spoken have such a gruesome ability?

You hesitated, wondering if your question would seem rude. But he had promised to answer any queries you had about him with patience.

“What… what do they taste like?” you finally asked. “The cursed spirits, I mean.”

Geto blinked, looking briefly surprised by the question. But he quickly smoothed his features back into an amiable smile.

“I suppose the closest description would be a rag soaked in vomit and shit,” he replied candidly. “Quite revolting, as you can imagine.”

“Ugh.. well, that's disgusting…” you couldn’t suppress a grimace at the vivid description. “I don't know how you can stand ingesting those things.”

He just let out an amused chuckle. “It’s not very enjoyable, I admit. But it’s a small price to pay for power.”

You nodded thoughtfully. Morbid curiosity still burning, you pressed on with your questioning.

“So… how many cursed spirits can you hold at once?”

“Several hundred, though it becomes difficult to manage after a certain point,” he answered.

“And where do you… store them after swallowing?” You felt your cheeks grow warm. It was such an odd thing to have to ask but you can’t help the curiosity.

But he doesn’t seem to be bothered. “I use my cursed energy to contain them in―let’s just call it―a pocket dimension within my body. Think of it as a stomach specially designed to hold cursed spirits.”

He smiled wryly before continuing, “It takes some getting used to. I endured many stomachaches in my early days absorbing curses.”

“That sounds awful! Do you still get sick from it sometimes?”

He waved a hand reassuringly. “Not anymore, don’t worry. My body has adapted quite well by now.”

“Well, please let me know if you ever feel unwell. I’ll make you some ginger tea for your stomach.”

Geto’s gaze softened at your attentiveness. “You’re too kind. I promise I will.”

Glad he wasn’t pushing himself too hard, you moved on to your next question. “Do all the cursed spirits have a similar flavor, or are there differences?”

At this, Geto looked a bit blank before briefly thinking. “Hmm, that’s a good question. I must admit I haven’t pondered it too deeply since the experience is unpleasant regardless. But some do seem more pungent than others.”

He tapped his chin. “Perhaps it has to do with the strength of their curses. The stronger they are, the more noxious the taste.”

You grimaced again. “I guess that makes sense. I don’t envy your taste buds.”

“It’s an acquired tolerance, to be sure.”

Seeing he didn’t mind satisfying your morbid curiosity, you pressed on. “When you release the curses to use them in battle, do you actually… throw them up?”

Geto burst out laughing at this, catching you off guard. It was the first time you had heard him laugh so freely.

“Goodness, what a vivid imagination you have,” he chuckled, mirth dancing in his eyes. “But no, I simply summon them from the dimensional pocket in my body. No need for such uncouth regurgitation.”

You felt your cheeks warm up again. “Oh, right, that makes more sense.” You giggled sheepishly at your foolish assumption.

He regards you warmly, “I don’t mind the questions, truly. It’s rather amusing since no one has ever asked such things before.”

You ducked your head, embarrassed but also pleased to glimpse this more casual, relaxed side of Geto. He was always so poised and formal.

Still, you had one final question lingering in your mind. “This might sound silly but… have you ever tried eating or drinking something tasty right after? You know, to get rid of the bad taste?”

“I can’t say I have… The thought never occurred to me.” He paused. “Perhaps a strong mint or ginger would help overwrite the unpleasant flavor.”

You tapped your fist into your palm excitedly. “Ohhh, I know! I’ll bring you candies or baked goods to eat after your next mission. Something sweet to counter all those nasty curses.”

Geto stared at you wordlessly. For a moment you worried you had offended him with your foolish suggestion. But then he threw his head back and laughed, full-bellied and gleeful. The rich, melodic sound made your heart skip a beat.

“You’re very considerate,” he finally said, wiping his eyes. “Offering sweets to improve the palatability of consuming cursed spirits―what a positively whimsical notion.”

He reached out and took your hand, bestowing a soft kiss on your knuckles. “While you don’t need to trouble yourself, I would never turn down a gift from your kind heart.”

You could only smile bashfully at his gesture. You knew his cursed technique troubled him at times, soured his pure visions. But it seemed even discussing the darker parts of his abilities didn’t dampen his spirits today.

Geto makes you feel safe to be curious.

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lxmelle · 28 days

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The man surrounded by the theme of love…

Geto.

Gege has made several writing choices to depict Geto as someone who was handsome and loved - arguably more than any other character in the series. Maybe Gege loves him the most - not complaining at all.

More under the cut - just a few visuals I’ve collected to demonstrate this. I’m certainly not alone in noticing it and there may be others who show this much better, lol. Tag me in if you want to share!!

My post does end with a not-so brief analysis which you can skip if you wish.

Geto, despite being cursed at birth with the technique to absorb the ills of the world, the very skill that led him to fight alongside Gojo as part of the Strongest Duo - by design, each others’ counterpart in so many ways - a twist of fate led them onto opposite paths, leading to complete imbalance, one that drove him into madness.

If Geto in some ways represented Love, it is truly the most twisted curse of all which played a part in his death.

Geto witnessed the most love confessions in the whole series - I found (and stole) it off twitter/now X:

The Japanese originals seem more compelling to me:

Riko says “daisuki” whereas Yuta uses a more traditional “Aishiteru” which, is quite embarrassing of a confession, and therefore almost hints at what could be Gojo’s last words to Geto, if it directly parallels Yuta & Rika’s relationship. And that expression Geto wears when he sees Riko and Kuroi struggle with separating?

That does not look like a person who cannot sympathise and empathise with people. Geto was a person who cared too much, and in search for a way to protect those he cared for, needed an outlet and something (in this case, lesser being, the humans) to blame. He descended into a mania and much like shinobu sensui from yu yu hakusho, seemed to develop some kind of mental disorder due to being unable to carry the conflicting ideals together. The dissonance the world presented to him was just too cruel, and he himself became a weapon to defend his ideals.

Before his defection, Geto was liked by his peers:

Haibara

Mei Mei

Loved by his family for and despite his ideals:

Mimiko and Nanako

Shibuya crew liked/loved him and carried his will/beliefs even after his death, in their own ways, as family:

Miguel and Larue in the most recent chapter to date:

Translations (rough):

Larue: You and me alike, we just wanted Suguru-chan to be King.

Miguel: Yea, I followed just because it was Geto. After shibuya, I trained Okkotsu and I don’t want anything to do with the country anymore. (Something along these lines; a little too complicated for my rudimentary Japanese)

Larue: You , me, Mimiko, Nanako, Manami, Toshihisa, everyone just really liked/loved Suguru-chan.

Canonically, he was known to be handsome and popular:

Takaba

Gege’s character book:

JJK popularity poll:

I do not have screengrabs of how Manami and Larue joined, but it was said to be due to how handsome they thought he was.

Maybe he was like Rika, who did realise how she came across in her life, and manipulated people, lol. But that’s a bit of a stretch to bring that parallel/similarity in. Geto was just quite a magnetic person, according to Gege.

And in the most roundabout way:

Gojo:

“my one and only”

“Love is the most twisted curse...” “curse me a little at the end.”

“I don’t need love to satisfy me” ... “if you were there I might’ve have been satisfied”

While love surrounds Geto, the theme that follows Gojo appears to be “the strongest” cursed; he was admired, revered, feared, and disliked by many. It truly breaks my heart, to think of what he had to give up to carry the weight of this for his whole life, until the very end.

This looks like the most dizzyingly lonely picture of Gojo. It was indeed ironic to have it all but to embody what it means to have an unlimited void by being totally different.

He suffered so much for his power and to have carried this strength. The sorcerer world was practically on his shoulders. The balance was up to him; everyone relied on him. Every time he tried to protect his love (geto) it seemed to fail. It worsened each time, ending with his own demise. But of course that’s just a dramatic interpretation - I don’t really mean/believe that, but it is one way to see the tragedy between Gojo and Geto. Strength at the expense of love; it plays out with the strongest this far as those identifying with this title are plagued by loneliness and do not know love.

They met before things got twisted within themselves, between them. Even after Geto left, Gojo seemed to be looking and waiting for him - to prove his trust for him almost as if he saw through his illusions and lies. Geto was the shadow (Yin) and Gojo was the light (Yang). Only the light can see through the dark. I’ll leave the gojo characterisation for another time / to other better writers.

For now, I’ll just say that I felt that he had planned for the possibility of losing to Sukuna (with the various things we see him do between scheduling the 24th and the actual day) and if he won, he’d just carry on the plan to cremate Geto on top of saving everyone and being a good example as the strongest. Worst case scenario, he would weaken Sukuna and I guess just die on the same day as Geto - idk, maybe as a form of redemption for one of his most painful experiences in life. Who knows?

I headcanon he was relieved to pass on, doing his part to defend the world that relied on him so much, with a big bang - a really fun fight.

And I’m glad they found each other at the end - the loved and the lost.

Back to Geto:

We don’t get much insight into what Geto wanted or felt aside from a world that was better for sorcerers, those he cared about. Even at the afterlife scene, or in subsequent chapters, we only hear from others rather than Geto.

Call me biased and delusional; I believe he didn’t kill the innocent despite saying he hated them all. He loved and hurt so strongly that he hated with almost equal force. He did want to force evolution and eventually extinguish all human kind, to him: the ignorant source of suffering, but I’m glad he didn’t manage to get Rika. I headcanon that he was aware he was losing himself by defying his own principles (to kill sorcerers) for his own gain. That, and Rika with a binding vow for a life, no less, was just too powerful.

In the official character book, Geto was described as someone who told himself that he hated humans a lot, like a reminder. He didn’t kill people indiscriminately. I’m sure he was well aware of how evil he had become but he had chosen, hadn’t he? He expressed to Yuta, that self-affirmation was incredibly important in his view. And the more he interacted with the students, I think the more his humanity fought back - I mean, he was standing there crying from being so moved by what he saw. He also let Yuta heal his friends. How villainous? Or how incredibly loving in spite of himself?

Geto has been shown to lie to others too: jjk 0: described having lied to the school about the conditions for obtaining a cursed spirit, and after defecting: upon taking stage for the first time, stating that the looking the part (wearing gojokesa) was important (ie lying). At his death’s door, he also prefaces with, no matter what anyone says - why would there be a need for that if he wasn’t telling a half-truth? He sought to avenge Riko (first person at the cult he killed after calling him onto the stage + cue mic throw) and the village represented a bunch of people who he slaughtered out of rage and ignorance. I’m definitely not defending him here - his actions are reprehensible. My headcanon view is that he didn’t know how to live with himself after snapping and that was the only path laid before him, which he ardently committed to.

I just think that he held onto a form of love/humanity still- Gojo and Geto both did. Without it, Geto would’ve become the Queen of curses due to Rika (uncaring about his family, or killing young sorcerors despite witnessing the students’ bond and yuta’s selfless power of love in jjk0) and Gojo may have focused on training at all cost without embracing Geto’s principles and becoming a teacher to change the jujutsu world - he could’ve become the next Sukuna and take the title of the King of curses instead - crowning them both King and Queen - instead of both the King and Queen contributing to their deaths. Anyway, I digress...

Geto appears very mother-coded in his protective and defensive relations to the girls, but also to Riko, Kuroi, and Gojo - especially after Toji had killed them. He was so fiercely trying to avenge and defend them, but failing that had a huge effect on him. Moreover, Haibara - innocent, glowingly positive - suffered an undeserved death. It weighed so heavily on Geto, that he didn’t defend Gojo when Nanami vented about leaving things to Gojo who seemed to take it all in his stride, almost insinuating that Geto, too, had little autonomy but to carry on that cycle of curse consumption he began to loathe.

Yuki also underlined the meaninglessness of the death / sacrifice / relationship rupture / suffering. And like the novel implies: Geto was too sincere for this world. He just loved too deeply and wounds cut him too painfully. At just 17... what inner resources were they forced to develop?

He was disillusioned by the system, but respected that Gojo had a place there. This is also SatoSugu indulgent: He never once attempted to talk Gojo into joining him, despite it being the most logical choice, but Geto was the emotional and loving kind - he prioritised Gojo over his ideals / himself. This man was willing to die trying to pursue his ideals, but didn’t want to try convincing his friend even if he know it might fail. What does that say about him? I think it says he loved Gojo. And Gojo loved him.

He masked like Gojo did : the infamous “yeah I’d win” and Geto’s “I’ve made my choice” and his face fell as he had his back turned, stating that he just needed to do it to the best of his ability. This may be headcanon but it does seem plausible to me. He was under no illusions about what he had done. To love was to turn away too. To love was to let the other go. Sigh.

Backtracking a bit: When Geto encountered the twin girls, who knows what entered his mind, but there was something that emerged from being horrified, enraged, and it gave birth to new meaning. He would take control and save them - from humans and the institution that made child sorcerors die. According to Gege, he became Papa Geto. (Kenjaku is also mum-coded but the antithesis of motherly love, with the womb protrusion domain and actually bearing children.)

This is of course not limited to feminine energy, as parents, both male and female, have protective instincts. But I’m not here to go into that discourse. Just stereotypically, and loosely speaking, Geto is very Yin energy. He is a big Mama Bear. With extreme maternal aggression. We see female counterparts do this in the wild more than males. And yes, of course both male and female are protective. Both geto and gojo were protective in their own unique ways. That’s for another post. Geto would rather die than have anyone come save him. In fact, the scripture behind him in the temple goes somewhere along the lines of “death to the weak”. If he had failed, he deserved to die. His family should live.

Gojo cares for others differently. And yes we know he died whilst defending others too. He is inherently more individualistic due to what he is with his gifts and noble heritage. He is less emotional and more cerebral, the only time we saw him lose his composure was due to Geto.

He allows his students to take risks and would allow them to fight in his stead, like in jjk 0 where Toge and panda were sent to be defeated by Geto. Tough love, as Gojo admits. This is also very Dad-like in the modern sense of the word.

In my subjective experiencing of the world, it’s almost like a husband who is only really emotionally vulnerable with his wife, and is otherwise the successful businessman, dad, and whatever else he is. Geto is much like a mum that he would walk away from her husband (lol, Gojo in this case) in order to protect them in a way she deems is best. Maybe I’m a little nuts, I don’t know. (Actually I am a little eccentric, but that’s by the by).

Now this is totally just satosugu indulgent: I headcanon that Gojo also “protected” / was possessive of Geto by making a deal with Miguel since the latter said he would curse Geto if he died, lol. Especially in light of the latest chapter where Miguel said he was spared by Gojo. (And i reckon Gojo was respectful of Miguel being Geto’s family, so he spared him for that reason too). I mean, Gojo had to kill his best friend, but this was his burden to bear, you know? It’s almost sickeningly intimate to allow someone to end your suffering, and be entrusted with that too. Ugh, ouch, my heart…..

Edit: I’m reminded of that scene where Shoko reflects on loving neither of them, like Gojo, Geto didn’t want anyone to be alone anymore either. Geto said he didn’t feel happy from the bottom of his heart. Gojo felt lonely (although he said it got better at the airport scene). They weren’t alone, but probably felt it… because of the absence of their true/first love? Larue stating in the panels above that Geto wouldn’t wish for them to fight seems like a nod to what Geto believed happened between him and Gojo. Gojo raised allies - be strong, don’t be left behind. Geto a family - get along, don’t fight. Just pointing out what my take is on the parallels I’ve observed.

That ends the brief analysis portion of what I wished to convey about what appears to surround Geto. He may not have been depicted much in the series, but his presence has been felt through the eyes of many. It made me wonder why did Gege do this?

This author deliberately wrote multiple people in the verse to love and follow him (and spare him a death sentence for 10 years) despite not agreeing to his ideals.

Perhaps it isn’t Gege’s focus, understandably, to give us a lot more insight from Geto’s pov, but there is certainly some kind of narrative he is pushing to depict how this man, cruel yet kind, is somehow one of the few he seems to portray in this way more than others within the sorcerer world at the very least. That his life was somehow a tragedy that he might not have really known the love at all? I wonder what Gojo’s last words were to incite such a heartfelt reaction - well done? Welcome home? You did well? I love you? My one and only best friend? Sigh, I guess it’s a secret between them.

There are others who have written metas on Gojo and maternal energy. If I find it I’ll link it! Otherwise, search through my reblogs! So many fantastic writers and thinkers out there!

Thanks for reading if you made it this far!

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brittscafe · 6 months

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Geto Suguru Headcanons

Synopsis: SFW and NSFW headcanons. Geto Suguru x female reader.

SFW:

Doesn't let anybody touch or play with his hair, expect for you.

Geto calls you babe and princess. He calls you babe more often, princess is reserved for special romantic moments where he feels like he's not really on earth and is floating.

His touch is delicate, like he's afraid he's going to break you. It's feather light.

Knuckles swiping over your cheek and a tiny smile on his face as he does so.

Geto is definitely not a morning person at all.

He'll groan and mumble, pulling you closer and snuggling his head into the curve of your neck.

His morning grumpiness makes you giggle and laugh at him.

His eyes are always on your, peering and admiring.

Geto is very silent and subtle when he wants your attention.

He'll grab your hand and inch closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

You'll lean on him and Geto will gather his arms around you.

He prefers spending quality time with you, watching movies or just sitting in silence together.

He'll cook with you or literally do anything with you just be by your side.

He can become jealous, but he won't say anything. His eyes will though.

He'll glare at a man, eyes glaring up and down as a warning sign.

There is never such a thing as too much PDA to Geto.

He'll usually just his hand on your lower back or an arm wrapped around your waist.

Geto has no problem pulling you aside and pinning you against a building to make out.

He likes the sense of danger when there's a crowd of people around.

He low-key wants to get caught with his tongue inside of your mouth.

The two of you play fight all the time and you usually start it, saying you could easily beat him in a fight.

Geto will cock an eyebrow and start to crawl over to you, a devious smirk on his face.

You giggle endlessly as Geto pins you to the ground, hands above your head without to run to.

If you're ticklish, his hands will attack your sides or wherever you're weak at.

These playfully fights usually end out in make out sessions or more... ;)

Geto loves his bury his head into your neck, nose pressing against your skin and breathing in your scent.

"God, I love the way you smell," he'll whisper, nibbling on your earlobe.

He loves to nibble on your earlobe and tug on it.

Geto doesn't say I love you a lot. He just expresses it through his physical actions.

He only says it for special occasions; leaving for a mission, whispering it in your ear right before you drift off to sleep, or whenever you're bathing together and his arms are wrapped around you from behind.

NSFW:

This man has me chewing on my fingernails. All I have to say is welcome to pound town.

Geto usually likes to be pretty rough with you, a hand wrapped around your throat and controlling your pulse as he's thrusting into you from behind.

Geto loves doggy or anything where he can pound into you from behind.

He loves seeing the tears slip down your cheeks as you're begging him for more.

Geto's eyes roll into the back of his head when you wrap your lips around the head of his cock.

He won't push your head or anything.

He loves watching you on your knees, bobbing on his cock.

Geto will wear a wryly smirk on his face, knowing that you pleasure him so well.

He definitely overstimulates you and he won't stop thrusting even after you both cum. He just keeps going, your whines, whimpers, and moans filling the room.

It turns you on so much when Geto lets his hair down, tickling your skin or face.

I have a feeling that he's mostly dom, but he'll let you ride him, but he's definitely still in charge.

His hands on your hips, guiding them and allowing his cock to sink back inside of you.

He's cocky in bed, whispering such dirty, degrading things to you.

He can also praise you, it really depends on the kind of day he's had.

He likes to be super mean in bed, making you beg from him to allow you to cum or edging you.

I think he's low-key kinky...

He's got fuzzy handcuffs just for you.

He loves to see you squirm and struggle to hold yourself together as his touch is gentle and slowly edging you to your release.

This man will literally start to drool if you have lingerie and wear it just for him.

He'll worship your body, hands teasing every curve and his lips sucking on your skin.

He's aftercare is pretty basic.

Geto will easily swipe you up from the bed and carry you in his strong arms into the bathroom.

He'll usually run a bath for you, having you sit on the counter as he carefully cleans you up.

He takes his time, running the soft cloth over your skin.

Geto usually falls asleep before you do, arms squeezed around your body.

His forehead pressed up against your arm or side, your fingers carding through his raven hair.

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mggsv · 2 months

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Geto Suguru had something called the cooties. That’s what you called it, everyone else called it pregnancy. It was a disease amongst the both of you. You sat there, groaning at the multiple pregnancy tests on your bathroom counter, all of them of a different brand-all of them saying “positive”.

He couldn’t keep his dick out of you to save a life. The same man who paced around outside the bathroom door. “You don’t get to be stressed out damnit, be still!” You yelped, opening the door to the man and walking past him.

“Oh come on princess, don’t be mad- come here let me hug you.” He was an idiot. A smart, idiot. Geto never did anything without a reasoning. There wasn’t a sad look on his face, he was happy. The idea of you being swollen with his child…he could see it now, how much your chest will leak, that swollen stomach, how sensitive you’d be. Fucking narc.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“You did this on purpose.”

“Then let’s fuck and makeup-“

“SEE THAT RIGHT THERE.” You throw the nearest thing you could get your hands on at him.

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sonarspace · 3 months

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heloo :)

Just thought of sending an ask bc I saw your post begging for one T^T Also bc my friend encouraged me to be braver and just ask/reblog when I want to

May I request for a teeth-rotting fluffy morning with Geto? Fem!Reader pls. Cuddly morning sex 🥺 (it's okay if you don't want to!)

I hope you have a nice day, and that your studies go smoothly! And I'm sorry if I wasted your time 😞

~🌸

SWEET LIKE SUGAR

wc: ~ 900 warnings: nsfw! sex. (cuddle position?). nicknames. breeding kink if you squint. established relationship. a/n: begginggjdjfdjfj is sending me. thank you sweetie, hope you have a wonderful week! (dunno if i love how this turned out or hate it) i hope you like this my cherry blossom :D

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

his fingers trace the sunlight hitting your body through the slightly opened window. you're laying on your side. you hum as you feel a kiss on your thigh. the kisses move higher towards your hip and onto your waist. your tank moves up as he pulls you to lay you on your back. his hands move to your thighs pulling them apart to fit himself in between. usually he would go back to sleep under your shirt feeling sheltered by the warmth of your skin. but this time he leaves kisses all over your stomach. a small bite on your hip which he then soothes with his tongue.

"suguru," you whisper softly. he smiles at you from his position on your stomach. "good morning sleepyhead," he comes up to leave a kiss on your cheeks. his lips soft against your skin. his hand holds your face. "how'd you sleep sugar?". his gaze flitting between your lips and your eyes. "really good, what about you?," you ask as you place a hand on his chest, moving it to his shoulder. "i dreamt of us," his lips hovered over yours. "what were we doing?" you murmur. his thumbs traces your lips and your heart picks up a beat. "can i show you?" he asks shyly. you nod. he kisses your upper lip, then your lower lip. his fingers dancing on your ribs as he kisses you fully. his tongue pokes at your lips asking for silent permission to be let in. you part your lips. his tongue traces yours. he whimpers. he sucks your tongue into his mouth. your hand moves into his hair. tugging at his roots. pulling him closer. your chest flushed against his chest. pelvis pressing to yours. you can feel his hardening cock poke at your thigh so you reach down and pull off his shorts. he groans into your mouth.

he pulls back. looking down at how you're stroking his cock. you gather his pre cum onto your thumb and bring it up to your mouth. looking into his eyes, you suck it slowly and your eyes roll back as you taste him. he hisses like he can feel your lips wrapped around his cock. as soon as you pop your thumb out, his mouth is onto yours. kissing hard. taking away your breath. it's all teeth. he pushes your tank above your boobs and into your mouth. "stay like this for me," he says pulling your chin down to look at him as he gets between your thighs. he kisses your pussy over your panties. his tongue presses down onto where your clit is and you bite down on the shirt between your lips at the pleasure you feel. his eyes on you the entire time. his tongue moves down to your entrance, poking into your panties harder to reach closer. your eyes shut and your hips buck up into his mouth. you sit up on your elbows tugging him up towards you "please. god. just fuck me," you cry.

"god? is that what you're calling me now?" he smirks. "suguru," you whine. he lays beside you. wrapping his arms around pulling you closer to him. your facing each other as his hand goes down to your leg pulling it over his hip. he pushes your panties to the side lining his tip to your opening and pushes in slowly. you hiss at the blissful pleasure. "this." he breathes. "this is what we were doing." he can't take his eyes off of you. he wished he could live in this moment forever. pleasuring you.

you both gasp, struggling to catch your breath as he went on. your head tips back when he pulls out and pushes in fully. he takes the opportunity to leave kisses over your throat and sucks a hickey at the dip between collarbones. his hand moved under your top to cup your boobs. "dreamer boy," you pant. "look at me," he groans. your foreheads touching. his hand goes under your arm to hug you closer. "you're so perfect for me," he purrs at your ear. "how does it feel?" he asks leaning back looking into your eyes. "feels good sugu. so good." his hand moves between you. his finger rubs at your nub. "fuck, baby please," you choke. "shhh sweet girl. don't worry. gonna give you everything you need, i promise." he kisses your forehead.

his finger on your clit starts moving faster trying to get you to reach your high. "cum for me sugar," he whines. he kisses you again. swallowing your moans. you breathe heavily as you get closer to your orgasm. that tightening coil in your stomach finally erupts and you cum with a loud cry of his name. your head moves under his chin. your breath hitting his throat. "fuck baby, you're clenching so much," he croaks. you peck his adam's apple. with one more deep thrust he fills you up. with ropes and ropes of his seed. his hand moves over to your stomach. pressing slightly. "gonna marry the fuck out of you and knock you up one day, if you're down for it," he whispers pushing back the hair blowing on your face from the breeze outside. "i'd love that," you smile against his lips.

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v3ry-cherry · 8 months

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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vilsoo · 2 years

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7 MINUTES IN HELL⌇PRIEST!GETO SUGURU ✟

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 WORD COUNT : 3,318

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 SYNOPSIS : you’ve been getting vivid night terrors from a demon you believe is stalking you. you meet father geto at the cathedral, confessing how immoral and horrifying these night terrors were it broke you. but it wasn’t until you discover the dark, twisted truth behind them all…

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 WARNINGS : noncon → dubcon, sacrilege, blasphemy, rough demonic sex, stalking, breeding, impregnating, religious guilt, betrayal, impersonation, confessional booth sex, degradation, sadism. DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH DARK CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. ⚠︎

this is a subplot from my toji fanfic “God’s Whore” where a penitent at St. Reze Cathedral suffers from night terrors. the reader in this story is not the same reader from the og fanfic.

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In the vulnerable depths of your mind, there was this figure. A disturbing creature quietly lurking, waiting until all is calm when the darkness shrouds over the daylight skies. This darkness incarnate springs to life as a vicious, fang-bearing, gnarly, feral incubus. Born to linger on the fragile, innocent edges of your mental state and drawing you in with its sapphire eyes.

His robust figure was a silhouette on the wall; curved horns and midnight husk, he looks down on your slumber, grasping at your revelries and feeds on that furtive wanton lust. His sinful seduction is so cruel and deadly that you lie hopeless with suffering. Your disturbed sleep leads to chaotic thoughts of sexual nightmares and disturbing hypnotic states of scintillating salacious lust, night after night with this heavy weight upon your chest from an incubus growling for your ruttish, sluttish behavior ‘till your descending into a mad fulfillment of sex.

But this hypnotic state was nothing but a curse to you. As wonderful as it sounds to indulge into an immense amount of ecstasy, all you could think about was the trauma. The terror, the pain, the fear… And the more you were overridden with fear, the more he feeds off that. You were trapped in a never-ending nightmare of sex and horror.

The only place where you feel safe and away from the night terrors was at the cathedral. Welcoming with open arms to all sinners in need of guidance, prayer, and forgiveness. You were familiar with someone from the clergy, Father Geto, the most kindhearted and genuine man that cares so much for your wellbeing. He lets you feel safe with him. He lets you feel comfortable with him. He was the only available man you could trust opening up to amidst the agony and pain you’ve endured.

You remember stepping foot in the cathedral on your first Sunday, suddenly hit by deja vu as if you seen this place before. Shrugging that off, however, you were desperately seeking advice on how to overcome your pain. But then finally came a miracle; the most comforting guidance from a gentleman like Father Geto. He was open-minded, he was tender-hearted. With his patience and his virtue, you kept coming back every Sunday, slowly opening up about your fears, traumas, sexual frustrations, and strong guilt. No matter what you confessed, the sincere priest offered the greatest sympathy and rapport you could ever imagine. You treasured his solace and idolized his wisdom. Father Geto’s presence alone was your gift from god.

But the more you spent time with him, your gruesome night terrors from this feral demon grow stronger and strangely vivid every night. You wake up feeling violated, ashamed, broken. It was as if Father Geto’s comforting words was all futile and these night terrors will continue to haunt you for god knows how long. You never, never confessed to anybody about these dangerous night terrors, and if you were to describe them to your therapist, you could only manage to do so metaphorically. They don’t understand. Nobody could understand.

There was no other way to describe the horrors you’ve suffered through. Left with no hope, you had one last option.

The evening mass was over and the church goers and clergy members were departing. As confessionals were wrapping up, you were the last to sit in the booth alone with Father Geto. Although the both of you already knew each other, the screen covering the both of you was helpful enough to let everything out of your system. You quickly made the sign of the cross, told the date of your last confession, and exhaled sharply as you were mentally preparing for the dark truths were about to confess.

“Ah, Y/N. My most endearing penitent of the church,” Geto greeted. “How are you feeling?”

“Father Geto… I’m— I’m just gonna get straight to the point. Sometimes I’m not entirely honest whenever I’m in confessionals. With the pain that I’m dealing with and you’re aware of, it’s not… really the whole story.”

“You can tell me anything,” he reassures, shifting in his seat. “Only if you are comfortable, of course. But please do know that I won’t condemn you at all.”

“I know that, Father. I’ve been trying to force myself to open up about everything. Why I’m really suffering from these night terrors. But I held back because of how unbelievable it sounds. So please… hear me out tonight, Father. You are my last hope.”

The priest remains quiet from across the screen as he patiently awaits for you to continue. Flashbacks of those terrorizing night terrors sent a trail of goosebumps hugging your skin. Your throat felt clogged as if you were about to cry, but you fought back your fears and your reluctance. It was time you spoke of the forbidden in desperate need of a cure.

“Everywhere I go, I see this… shadowy creature. Hiding somewhere as it watches me from afar, never taking its eyes off me. When it’s night, I’m afraid of falling asleep because I see it everytime in my dreams, turning them to night terrors. I force myself to stay awake every night but it’s as if the demon won’t let me… I end up sleepy, passed out somewhere and then he awakens whenever I’m unconscious. In these night terrors, the— the demon, the incubus— I feel him violate me every night,” your voice trembled as you confessed, crossing your arms together to hug yourself.

“What he does to me when I’m asleep— it’s like, my body is asleep but my soul is awake and alive someplace else, like a grand altar in Hell. This sounds carnal, but my body succumbs to the sexual energy from him and I can’t fight it. Some night terrors are pleasurable while some are… traumatizing. He tells me that my sexual energy is special and that I should reserve myself for only him. And the more he feeds off it, the more I feel… filthy. Everything that I’ve done with him just weighs more guilt and trauma on me. I— I don’t know how long I can live like this, Father…”

“Oh dear,” the priest consoled, sighing deeply. “And you say you feel guilty about having these night terrors that make you indulge to sexual pleasure?”

You sniffled, voice almost cracking. “Yes. I’m— I’m a sinner in the eyes of god… I feel as if my purity crumbled and fulfilling celibacy was a waste, Father. Because I— I’m ashamed to say this… That demon changed something in me. I offer my arousal and my body to him every night. In exchange, I feel bliss and pleasure, but it all turns into this… horrifying nightmare in the end.”

Geto pursed his lips as he heard you silently weeping from across the screen, staring blankly at the wooden platform. “Poor dear… Having these sexual desires and carnality were never a sin. It’s normal to act upon your sexual urges. Now, I don’t mean to get personal, but it will help if you tell me; when you’re awake and not asleep, do you still feel these urges?”

There was a pause, then a deep inhale and exhale. “I do,” you mumbled. “Like I said, the demon changed something in me. It’s as if these urges are animalistic, lewd, and salacious…”

Father Geto hummed in amusement. “Animalistic urges. I feel as if you have this primal need to be dominated on, or having a bigger, dangerous man having you their way… Pinning you down, bending you over and pounding into you like the needy little slut you were this whole time…”

You frowned and quickly averted your gaze back to the screen, confused after hearing Father Geto’s voice suddenly change so ominously inhuman. Instead of hearing a delicate monotone, it sounded as if two people were speaking at once. A deep voice more guttural and aggressive, harmonized by a familiar female voice that was more sultry and sadistic, but heard as a soft whisper. You believed you were hallucinating.

“Father?”

Suddenly you felt a shiver coursing down your back. It felt as if the air had gone thicker, leaving your body frozen. Squinting at the screen, it appeared that Father Geto’s silhouette was completely still. No words, no movements at all. Struck with silence, your chest was thrumming loudly while the nerves of your body failed to oblige. Something felt unsettling to you.

Concerned about this prolonged silence and why his voice suddenly changed, you stand up and reach for the doorknob, only to suddenly halt at the sight of illuminating red rays peeking out the door frame. You quickly gasped and your heart raced erratically, petrified at what had just happened. Why the atmosphere and environment felt strangely familiar, yet dangerous. Why you felt a strong sense of deja vu. Even though your fear had driven your curiosity, opening the door was a mistake.

You were now in the same place where you end up every night— the altar of Hell. A night terror chamber illuminating the entire world a malicious dark red. There was the hotness of fire, the fresh atmosphere of death and evil. Muddy waters of blood and sin lurking in the gloomy pit you see every night, surrounded by dark toned flowers, smoke, and the polished structure of the cathedral.

It was no wonder this cathedral gave you deja vu. You’ve already been bere before.

You shut the wooden booth door and started to panic, your breaths growing heavier and your sense of stability deteriorating. It wasn’t until you looked down at your feet, trailing up your legs and seeing all your clothes were gone, naked skin already coated with blood stains. This was always what you looked like for every night terror. You feel this uncontrollable ache scorching your body from the feeling of despair and hopelessness. You didn’t know if you were lured into yet another dream; hell, you couldn’t even tell if this was reality or not. Your convulsions were flaring uncontrollably, worsening your panic.

“No, no, no… Help! Father Geto! Please, somebody help!” you screamed out, banging your fists on the confessional booth walls out of frustration but hearing nothing except your taunting echos reverberating. Your hopelessness crushed you to the point you collapsed on your knees and started crying once again.

“Father Geto is not here anymore.”

There goes that disturbing voice again. When you turn your head ever so slightly, your eyes widened in horror at the close proximity the incubus’ shadow was peeking under the door. You stood up and rushed to grab the knob to prevent him from getting in, but you were too late. The creature barges in, trapping you in this tight space and shutting the door. With your chest numb in horror, walking back slowly, your eyes travel up his tall figure and into his face. And suddenly your heartbeat expelled all of the air from your lungs at this horrifying sight.

In your dreams, the incubus’ face was more vague and warped, unable to identify any human-like features. But now his figure looked more like Father Geto, utterly paralyzing you with this sinking sensation of diabolical fear and painful turmoil.

Pathetic tears started to stream down your cheeks and your sobs were uncontrollable during your helpless state. You couldn’t believe it. You couldn’t believe this was real. To find out the only man you felt safe with in opening up about the endless voids of your crippling chasm of pain… was also the cause of it. He fulfilled his mission and purpose of corrupting you this way, to torment your life for his satisfaction, and left you to feel ashamed about it in the end.

The incubus slanted his head, the end of his wicked lips curving to a small smirk. “What’s the matter, hm? You don’t like me in this form? Even though you knew me as my pathetic priest impersonation, I scare you like this?”

Your vision kept blurring with more tears as you felt furious, betrayed, hurt, and shattered all at once. Your throat started to ache and your trembling voice groveled weak. “It… it was you this whole time…? Sending those nightmares after me every night, violating me..?”

Geto the demon-priest chuckled sinisterly, inching closer to your body that you backed up into the wall, trapped and helpless. “I knew from the very first time you walked into this church… that I was gonna have my own way with you. You had this mask of perfection going on, this whole act of maintaining your purity and innocence for the church. You were obsessed with receiving the validation of being a celibate. When really… you were nothing but a perverted slut behind closed doors, begging for those filthy fantasies of yours to be fulfilled. It didn’t matter who— a stranger, your neighbor, your coworker, your local priest…? Oh, you were so perfect for me the more I kept hearing your wanton thoughts. I’ve watched you every day and do what I want with you every night. Your sexual energy kept me satisfied for weeks, but a creature like me can never have enough. You became the spring in my step, the fire in my chest, the reason for my algolagnia. And for me to abandon my modest persona and back to this form just to give you what you want… you should be thanking me.”

Your heart was racing like wildfire, pounding loudly in your ears. You could feel your own blood being forced through your veins with every loud thump of your broken heart. His large hands travel up your body, its skin texture rocky like scales that burned like coal for days after being shed. You were too stunned from the unfolding of events to fight back and run away. You sobbed, you pleaded, but nothing could stop the demon-priest from the way he was going to have you, just as how he has you wrapped around his finger every night.

Geto had you pinned against the wall, unable to move from the suffocating grip he has on your throat. The cry that tried to rise up from your throat got caught, coming out more as a strangled sob. He bites harshly around your body, sharp teeth sinking into your fragile skin, causing you to squirm only for the scorching pain to torment you more.

“Ah, ah. Did your slutty, stupid brain forget what happens when you try to squirm away from me?” mused the incubus. “You have no control over your body anymore. All of you belongs to me.”

He abruptly flips your body over to face the wall and locks your arms behind your back. Every fiber of your being tenses up at the close proximity he was from behind, his body heat transmitting onto your back. You can feel his cockhead grazing the folds of your swollen cunt, inching it ever so slightly inside. The more you struggled, the more pain accompanied your burning soul. It felt as if numerous tremors were shaking violently in your body as the incubus-priest stretched your cunt. You sobbed helplessly, drool already dripping on the wooden booth floors. His large hand snakes to your face from behind and clasps it over your mouth, snapping his hips against your ass to shove his entire cock inside you.

You let out a muffled cry, your body suddenly surrendering to this indescribable feeling of pleasure and torture. No matter how many times this exact moment of the demon sliding into you occurred in your nightmares, this reality felt oddly different. Your perceptions were more real, more vivid compared to when you’re unconscious. You can feel the texture of skin, you can legitimately feel his cock sliding in and it wasn’t just a throbbing sensation you get when you dream about demon sex. Geto took predatory thrill in your sudden realization and state of helplessness, fueling the fire as he started thrusting without notice. His sexual rage was surging right through you faster than your adrenaline it corrupted you.

“Oh, look at you. Fucking into your virgin cunt for the first time and you’re already in a bliss from how good I’m making you feel,” the demon coaxed, whispering up close to your ear from behind. “You see now? Letting me take control over you is just what you needed this whole time. You wanted this. And I’m gonna fuckin’ give it to you. I’m your true God now and all you have to offer is your body. Arch your back for me more. I’ll fuck you hard in this confession booth like how a hound takes a bitch.”

You could feel Geto raking against your insides as if he was molding your cunt to hug his cock perfectly. He pulled out for a brief second, then slammed back into you, pushing your entire body against the wall with only your ass sticking out and your shaking legs spreading. The most animalistic groan came from deep within his throat, once again sending chills down your body. He kept pounding his fat cock inside you, fucking you so frantically that your eyes almost rolled to the back of your skull. Every pathetic muffled moan of yours drove the demon insane. The pressure in your abdomen was soon to be soaring to its peak. It was so hot. Every part of your skin and body felt like it was on fire.

“Fuck, fuck… You make me want to fucking breed you,” the demon growled. “I’ve waited half a month to finally feel your virgin cunt in this form. And— ah, fuck— it was fucking worth the wait. You’d let me do that to you, right? Hm? Filling this fucking pussy with so much of my cum, overflowing you until that cute belly grows round with my young… You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

You kept moaning and whining pathetically on his hand that the demon-priest took it as a yes. Every harsh, rough thrust into your pussy sent you to an out-of-body experience. It didn’t matter to you how this was all possible anymore; you didn’t care if you were conscious, unconscious, or even stuck in Hell; all that mattered was the immeasurable rapture from being violated like this. Your fear and trauma were blurred out with pleasure flooding your body. All you thought about in this very moment was indulging into this sinful nature.

Suddenly every muscle in your body clenched as your first penetrative orgasm came in as waves of pleasure, spreading throughout your body like a wildfire in the middle of a scorching summer. Your body faltered, your legs struggled to keep your balance, and your mind was buzzing. You even felt your ears ring at one point. Geto’s cock pulses against your soaking walls, his balls aching to be emptied inside you. A few more thrusts and he’s letting out low groans with hot, sticky strings of his cum flooding your womb. Overloads of it started to drip onto the floor. Your head grew so hazy with intensity that the world around you started spinning. You looked like you were in a daze, your glossy face too fucked-out. It was suddenly hard for you to comprehend what was going on. Then, the same overwhelming panic started rising in you again. Terror struck you so suddenly like a lightning bolt, and your unending pain and fear strangled you like barbwire.

“Every time I have you… you’ll be trapped in endless torture with me. An eternity of sex and horror.”

Your shaken, weakened body collapsed onto the wooden floor, eyes slowly shutting and your thoughts becoming incoherent at this strange state. Every part of you was beginning to dull and the world around was becoming less tangible to you. Then suddenly, you blacked out; the last thing you ever saw was that creature standing over you with a smirk on their face.

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NOTES :: the way the reader got sent to hell here is basically the same as getting vecna’d. her body is unconscious in the confessional booth since her soul/mind got trapped in hell. lol

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vainstics · 8 months

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authors!note! Thank you! @benkeibear, @chachachannah, and another blog that I can’t find for my dangling divider, if anyone finds them pls tell me! Anyways, thank you all for the dividers.

content!warning! 18+ so mdni, Sugar daddy! Geto! x f! reader!, geto has a tongue piercing, geto is somewhat of a tease when read closely, public sex, fingering, oral (f! receiving), body worship in a way, praise if you read super duper closely, cum eating ♡

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who takes you shopping, excited to see what you’ll make him buy for you today - though, he hides that excitement with his usual relaxed smile.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose surprised when you pull him into Victorias Secret!

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who is told to wait outside your dressing room, he sits patiently - waiting for you to be done.

“Baby are you done?”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Knocks on your door, but slightly backing away when he sees the door getting pulled away from him and being pulled towards you.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who’ll usher you to come outside the dressing room, maybe getting a little impatient when you wouldn’t!

“Come now, it’s only me.”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Tries to get you to show your pretty body, but only being met with your head sticking out.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose patience runs thin as he forces himself inside your room.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose mouth is slightly agape, eyes fixated on the red lace lingerie that hugged your body as if it were meant for you.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose hands hold yours, removing them from your body as he saw you cover it.

“Why shy away, it’s not like I don’t see your pretty nudes at work everyday.”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Teases you with his words and smirk.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose lips are now busy savoring your skin, starting with your jaw and then slowly trailing them down to your belly button, and finally to the band that sat on top of your wet pussy.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who kneels in front of your standing figure, teeth pulling the red piece of fabric from your skin and letting go of it with a snap!

“You gotta be quiet, can’t have the others hear my pretty baby~”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Coos at you, his index finger removing the red thong that previously covered your aching core.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose muscular arm puts one of your leg over his shoulder, his other arm resting on your hamstring to hold it still.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who’ll have his tongue piercing press down on your bundle of nerves, his thumb rubbing your slit up and down as his digits pump in and out of your entrance.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose head pulls away from your arousal pulling his fingers out.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Has his two fingers pull out from your hole, looking at the way you clenched at nothing.

“Gonna have my angel cum on my face.”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Mumbles under his breath before practically burying his whole face back into your arousal.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Whose tongue enters your cervix, his barbell grazing the inside of your cushy flesh.

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who groans at the way you clamp down on his tongue, cumming on his face!

Sugar daddy! Geto! Gets up from his kneeling position, his thumb swiping across his chin, collecting your cum and putting it in his mouth.

“You really did make a mess, good girl.”

Sugar daddy! Geto! Who helps you clean up before walking out the dressing room with you besides him, both of you looking a mess - not even trying to cover up the fact that he had you squirming for him! He pays for the red lingerie set he ruined as well as others you and him picked out ♡

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mavrintarou · 10 months

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[4:03PM] Geto Suguru

First Geto Suguro - if you haven't seen the newest season of JJK - he is one hot tamale.

Warning: explicit smut; Y/n has... an interesting curse technique; angst - spoiler . Y/n was always cast aside as her curse energy was little to none and everyone found her useless. She was merely kept in their midst solely due to being the last surviving member of her bloodline.

To her delight, she preferred that they ignored and excluded her, she cherished the moments when everyone left her undisturbed. Nothing appealed to her more than being left alone, engrossed in her books, with no interruption.

However, the higher-up was determined to maintain their control over Y/n, they were patiently anticipating the manifestation of her curse energy and technique.

“Her bloodline ends with her… surely Y/n will manifest the greatest curse technique when the time comes.”

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Y/n entered her apartment and hooked her keys on the rack. Under her breath, she barely murmured, “Yami yori idete yami yori kuroku, sono kegare o misogiharae.” An invisible shield immediately locks down the perimeter of her apartment.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she muttered out loud. She hung her jacket in the closet when she finally saw him emerge from the dark corner.

Geto Suguru.

She has been informed of his heinous crimes, and the substantial bounty placed on his head if he was ever sighted.

Cherry Blossom, emerged out from the wall to her left, whimpering, “he is too strong master…”

Y/n lift her hand, patting the cursed spirit on the head, “he is an old friend, sorry, I hope he did not hurt you or the others?”

Cherry Blossom whimper, “he ate Smelly…”

Y/n cast a glare at Suguru, “really?”

Suguru threw his hands up in defense, “my bad, I didn’t know he was one of your curses.”

“Guardians! We are her guardians!” Cherry Blossom shouted, before cowering and apologizing to her master for her sudden outburst.

“It is okay, Cherry. You may go back, I’ll handle him.” Y/n assured with a smile.

The blue-gray curse disappears into the wall, entrusting her master. Y/n can feel her other curse spirit friends retrieving as well.

Once they were out of her sight and presence, she cast another veil, not only for privacy but to protect any potential lurking eyes and ears that might be following Geto.

The first time Geto witnessed Y/n’s curse technique, he was dumbfounded. The shy and meek petite girl fooled everyone behind her thick-rimmed glasses and books.

Geto was assigned to a mission alone to hunt down an unknown grade curse spirit that has been spotted at one of Shibuya’s hottest nightclubs. He walked down the corridors to the private room in the VIP area. As he neared, he opened the room and found a couple inside.

It took a second for him to realize what was going on. They were fucking. The man had the woman against the wall, thrusting hard that the room echoed with nothing but her moans and skin slapping skin. Her moans could be heard even with the loud music echoing in the background.

They didn’t seem to acknowledge him or sense his presence.

It was him, Geto thought to himself, the cursed spirit. When he got the mission and read the case file that numerous women have disappeared without a trace. Now it made sense, it was a sex-cursed spirit behind the missing women case.

Geto released a weary sigh, unfastening his sleeve cuffs and rolling them up. He couldn’t help but groan inwardly, feeling the discomfort of interrupting such an intimate moment. However, just as he was about to speak, his gaze connected with the woman, who met his eyes head-on.

His eyes narrowed in confusion but quickly widened with disbelief as he recognized her before him. He couldn’t believe his own eyes at the unexpected revelation.

Y/n’s head tilted back against the wall, her mouth echoing soft moans and she pressed a finger to lips, silently gesturing him to remain quiet and standby.

Suguru blinked repeatedly, making certain he wasn’t caught in a hallucination. Yet, every time he opened his eyes, there she was: Y/l/n Y/n, the last person he least expected to encounter.

He felt his cock jolt when she smirked at him. He watched her legs wrap around the man’s waist, tightening her arms around his shoulders and whimpering loudly, “cum, cum inside me… give me your cum.”

Suguru had to look away, feeling his cheeks flushed. He was getting turned on by the second. He didn’t need to see the rest of it, he heard the man finish, groaning and Y/n crying in bliss.

Seconds later, he heard a thump on the floor. His eyes bulge out watching the man disintegrate into the air.

“What… the fuck?” His eyes couldn’t leave Y/n’s naked body as she slipped her tight dress back on. “Care to tell me what the fuck is going on?”

She tidied herself up before responding. “I took down a cursed spirit, no big deal,” Y/n said casually, walking up to him as if a few seconds ago, she had not just taken an unknown cursed spirit down by draining their cum dry.

“Wh – what?” he stuttered, caught off guard. Her small hand pressed against the pecs of his chest and they slide down to his abdomen. “Y/n…” her name came out like a choke more than a warning.

“Want to find out?” She looked up at him with eyes that made his knees weak.

“A – about what?”

“My curse technique?”

“H – how?”

“I’ll show you,” she whispered, and his eyes screamed yes.

She pushed him onto the couch and straddle his lap, her lips pressed against him while her hands worked at the belt buckle.

“Y/n,” Suguru breathed when she broke off the kiss and scoot off his lap, she tugged his briefs freeing his cock that was hard and aching. Before he could utter a word, her mouth was already wrapped around the tip. “Fuck…” he groaned, head tilting back against the couch. His eyes struggle to stay open as her head bobbed on his lap, he felt himself melting into a puddle before her touch.

That’s when he realized… she was feasting off his curse energy.

He did nothing to stop her.

Her mouth releases his cock with a pop and she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Y/n repositioned herself on his lap, pulling her panties to the side and rubbing herself against the tip of his cock.

“Y/n,” Suguru murmured, a hand trailing up her waist to her chest. He felt himself draining by the second but he wanted to remember this moment, wanted to hang long enough to feel her pussy wrap around his cock. “Please…” His hooded eyes only followed her as she leaned closer until their lips barely touched.

Suguru quickly leaned up to kiss her, but was a second too slow as Y/n backed away with a playful smile on her lips before he could kiss her. With the last ounce of strength he had, one hand gripped her upper arm and the other snaked behind her neck, pulling her down to kiss him.

Y/n moaned into his mouth and dropped her weight, taking in his cock until he was fully sheath inside of her.

Instantly, Suguru felt a surge of energy through his body. His grip tighten around her arm and tighten the root of her hair, as he tugged her head back, breaking their kiss, his lips trail down her jaw and neck.

“Su… garu…” Y/n moaned, rocking her hips.

His grip loosened, and he leaned back and cupped her face, forcing her to look at him. Her eyes are a vibrant emerald green, a color he was sure was not her natural color.

As if he was silently evaluating her, Y/n answered him.

She began rolling her hips, gradually increasing her speed.

Suguru’s hand move to grip her hips, guiding her to bounce on his cock, his hips were meeting hers, thrusting deep and harder. Her cursed energy surged into him, kindling a blazing power within his very being.

He craved more and more.

Y/n gasped, being flipped onto her back with Suguru peering down at her. He widened her legs and continue to thrust.

He cursed, “you feel so… fucken tight… so good…” he felt his sack pulsing, ready to cum inside her.

“Cum inside me,” Y/n begged, affectionately touching his face.

As if her words were laced with magic, Suguru came hard, his hips struggling to stop even as he shot his cum deep into her womb. He couldn’t stop, wanting to continue to feel his cock stretch out her tight pussy. Her walls flutter and squeezed against his cock, milking every last drop out of him.

Suguru finally halt his movement, breathing hard and staring darkly into her eyes. He understood her cursed technique now.

Y/n possessed the ability to not only absorb cursed energy but also enhance it, amplify one’s cursed energy through sexual intimacy.

She fueled most of her cursed energy by hunting down semi-grade 1 or higher cursed spirits. She will seduce and have sex with them, absorbing their energy through their orgasm. She had the ability to manipulate and control cursed spirits much like Suguru, the only difference is she has cursed spirits submitting at her beck and call – wanting and willing to be her servant for a bit of her energy through any sort of physical intimate gesture whether it be through a simple pat on the head or a simple caress. She receives most of her cursed energy through sexual intimacy.

Suguru has never experienced such a potent surge of energy coursing through his veins; it felt as though every fiber of his being was fully charged.

Since then, he would come to her, seeking physical intimacy from her.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Y/n said a second time, standing six feet away from him.

The wanted man stepped forward but was hit with an invisible force shield. That was another one of her specialties, she had the ability to create an invisible force shield as wide and far as sixty-five kilometers.

“Don’t be like that,” Suguru pleaded, pressing his large hands against her shield. “I need you… you’re all I have.”

“You should have thought about that before you became a wanted man.”

“I just want to be wanted by you.”

Y/n won’t deny the sexual connection she has with Suguru. It was a win-win relationship. His technique allowed her to feast and fuel on the cursed spirits he orally ingests, just as she can amplify his cursed energy through sex.

She draw back her shield and Sugar stepped forward into her safe zone. He cupped her face, while his other hand wrapped tightly around her waist. “Come with me, follow me.” His mouth hovers over hers, waiting for her reply. “Together, we can create a world… a new world…”

Y/n shook her head, “leave me out of it, ‘Guru.”

He loved the nickname she gave him, it already made his cock twitch in his pants.

“Fair enough,” he suspected her answer and respected it. Suguru does not know what the future holds and truthfully, he didn’t want her to be entangled in his plans, but he couldn’t completely let her go either. He had recently come to realize that his feelings for her went beyond using her as a mere vessel to fuel his cursed energy. Although she never voiced it, her actions demonstrated a genuine concern and care for him. “But don’t abandon me, please.”

She couldn’t even if she wanted to.

His lips kissed hers softly until she wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Suguru easily lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to her room and gently placed her on her bed.

Their clothes scattered all over in seconds as he pressed the tip of his cock to her pussy, impaling her slowly.

Neither of them spoke, silence enveloped them both, as neither had the desire to broach the truth of how this encounter could potentially be their final meeting.

It suddenly made perfect sense to her why he had been usually gentle towards her lately, treating her as delicately as if she was a fragile flower. He held her tenderly with the hands that had killed hundreds.

“Suguru,” Y/n moaned, pressing his forehead against hers, I love you.

“Y/n,” he called her name with the same gentleness, he thrust deeply, groaning against her mouth, I love you too.

He made love to her repeatedly until the morning. She lay in his arms, pressing a kiss to his heart.

Hours later when she woke up, he was gone.

Months later, tears spill from her eyes as Gojo Satoru stood before her. In Gojo’s palms were Suguru’s black circle earrings.

Her hands trembled as she took them from his palm, her fingers closing around them.

Her other arm encircled her bulging belly, providing a secure embrace for their unborn child that nestled within.

. . .

@queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

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appleblueberry-pie · 2 months

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I am a FIRM believer that if seasons 1 & 2 of jujutsu kaisen came out 8 years ago, Satoru, Suguru, and Shoko fanart(seperately or together) would be used in ALLL of the nightcore videos.

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lxmelle · 7 days

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I wanted to make a post on the number of times Gojo and Geto “meet halfway” even beyond death. Just a complication of moments!

Spoilers if you’re anime-only.

Gojo Satoru stops in his tracks upon hearing something roll onto the floor; quickly followed by the voice of someone whom he killed with his own hands.

More under the cut:

Gate open!

The same words upon a 10-year separation. Not “hisashiburi ne” but “hisashi ne” (a shortened version):

(Worth noting: the flashback image of Gojo after killing Geto looks eerily like Toji upon death. There is a deliberate parallel.)

Gojo tries to make sense of what is happening and his six eyes registers the physical information that it’s really Geto.

In processing this he is momentarily flooded with memories of the best 3 years of his life - the Blue Spring 青い春.

Ironically like being flooded with information after being hit by unlimited void, as there have been others who pointed out.

He was rendered immobile with information on his precious memories and that’s what seals him.

His mind was matching up information from his physical senses (six eyes) and his soul (presenting as feeling).

And his soul refutes the information. His mind knows Geto wouldn’t do this. Thus, he knows otherwise.

Here is where he reverts back to “ore” 俺 as his raw and authentic self presents itself for a the moment where he is experiencing heightened emotions from the sacrilege before him that gets his trapped.

And it all kinda sucks because seems unfair that Gojo is going to suffer again for what seems to be a heavily one-sided pining for his best friend.

But then, Geto, who really is unable to react (because it isn’t Geto, as he is actually dead) ... still manages to do something.

Although like a dragonfly whose head has been cut off, it responds. His body appears to be imprinted with information despite his brain (mind) and soul not being there.

As someone pointed out on Twitter/now X, Gojo reacts to Geto’s words/presence and Geto react to his name being called (and possibly also from seeing Gojo in that position):

Gege, thank you for making this a reciprocal moment.

That smug lil smile from Gojo also kinda depicts a small victory that he made that happen. Something, as a reader, we appreciate that even the ancient Kenjaku has never encountered before - the vessel reacting whilst he is the host.

It’s poetic how they react to each other despite the situation where one is practically dead but can still depict sentiments of a strong bond.

Gege follows up on this with a moment between Toji and Megumi to illustrate another example of parallelism and emphasis, just 7-8 chapters later:

The narrator doesn’t finish the sentence, but it hints at how the remnants of a soul can still persist within the body if it’s important enough. Leading the body to react even if the brain isn’t there in Geto’s case, and the body in a vessel can still react even if it’s soul information wasn’t summoned by the curse technique user.

It also hints at the parallels between Geto and Toji who died after yielding and “burying” a part of themselves.

The reciprocal nature of Gojo and Geto extends to the afterlife scene.

Can I just add (again) that I love how they’re sitting closer together than compared with when the chapter began? 🤭 yes I like repeating myself because i dedicated a whole post on it before

And I like how they meet halfway there too.

Isn’t it romantic somehow? Last person Geto saw before his death was Gojo, and the first person Gojo saw was Geto in the afterlife.

I wrote this in another post but I’ll include that here too: the top bit is in reference to Geto’s death where his reaction acknowledges that he doesn’t feel he deserves the loving words, but rather a curse at the end.

Link: https://www.tumblr.com/lxmelle/748022415626567680/ah-this-makes-lots-of-sense-especially-that?source=share

And taken from my other whopper of a post on souls because I’m too lazy to write it all again:

The end.

Thank you for sharing in my satosugu indulgence.

Please feel free to share and reblog with other moments worth pointing out! ╰(*´︶`*)╯~♡

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yashanightdevil · 4 months

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WE ALL NEED SUGURU GETO IN OUR LIVES

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 🚫

THIS IS A SMUTFIC.

ᴘ-ᴠ, sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ sᴍᴜᴛ, ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀxsᴜɢᴜʀᴜɢᴇᴛᴏ

The man was a gentleman, patient, and kind. So so kind that everytime he pops up at the office to offer a good morning coffee to your coworkers who also are mesmerized by him, made your knees weak. It was no wonder he was the favourite. His smile so contagious, his hands so helpful (ahem) , his every action move your heart and that somehow made everything difficult for you.

Although the said man is a gentleman, there was also another side of him that would only be reserved...

"S-Suguru..." You mumbled, holding the sheets for dear life.

"Hmm?? Did you say something Y/n?" Suguru smiled innocently.

"P-please.. Please..." You begged, your voice turning high.

"Please what Y/n, continue your words or this won't end..." He chuckled, teasing you with his words.

"L-Let me.. Please let me c-cum..." You writhe, your body shaking.

Suguru smirked, his eyes glinting upon you. Your desperation, your needs, and oh, that look on your eyes that says it all. He was very pleased by that action, your eyes all focused on him. His fingers, a never ending onslaught to your soaking pussy as he vigorously thrusts it.

"Please let me cum Suguru!-" you arched your back as that pleasurable feeling build up the more his fingers hit that one certain spot.

"Of course you can darling, you deserve it for holding this long~" he answered in a hoarse tone as his thumb drive over your clit, doubling the pleasure it cause as he thrust his finger inside your wet cunt. So red and sore yet gratifying.

You couldn't helped but let out a satisfying yell. Fuck was it stimulating when he knows you too well.

You came so much after holding on for too long that you swore you saw tiny sparkling stars above. That man, Suguru Geto, was only reserved for you.

Geto hovered over you, his eyes scanning you from head to toe, a messed that you are for him all to ravished. He duck down to give you a growling, sloppy, needy kiss. Devouring the insides of your mouth like a hungry, deprived man. Suguru dive his hands to your ass, giving it a good squeeze as he indulge your mouth whilst humping himself to your sensitive cunt, letting you know just how needy and desperate he is, his cock hard and pre-cum leaking out.

"Fuck, how much are you gonna hold this leash on me Y/n..fucking...hell..." He groans as you responded to his desperate and needy kisses, your legs locking him closer to you.

"Isn't that unfair that you caught me first Suguru??" You breathed, biting his lower lip as you gaze at his hungry and lustful eyes.

His grip on your ass tightened and presses himself closely to you.

"Damn woman..." He hissed as his cock made contact with your cunt. Deciding to stop the kiss he quickly flips you over. All in fours, Suguru's hand made way to your butt cheeks before giving it a good slap. You yelled at the impact and moaned.

"All for me... And for me... " he admired as he grinned at your reaction.

Suguru presses his throbbing cock at your wet entrance and thrust in easily. He grabs your waist and pulled your lower half to meet his thrusts.

You rolled your eyes at that feeling and whine.

"Anghh.. Ngghh..Sugu..." You stammered, already too sensitive and hepless to even continue your own words

Suguru coos at your stammering expression as he slowly thrust in.

"Look at you... We haven't started yet you're a mumbling fool already, aren't you a cutie" he laughs, leaning in to your ear to give it a small teasing bite.

"C'mon darling~" he grinned before pounding you with force, that had you shriek as his cock made contact with your g-spot. You fell instantly to the mattress, but Suguru held your ass up as he drives in and out of you, your tight walls inviting him with delicious greed, suctioning his cock like a vine and milking him with your own cum.

"Ugh... Nghg.. Careful darling... You don't want me to finish this fast aren't cha??" Suguru groaned, sweat dripping from his forehead as he run his hands over your chest and kneading it, grabbing your nipples to give it a pleasant pinch to stimulate you over and over as he pistoned himself at you repeatedly making your cunt soaked and red. But what can you say?? It is what you want after all. Until then you gotta make it until you have it (have his babies (┛✧Д✧))┛)

"Mmmh.. Y-yes... Please... Suguru.. H-Hard..." You pleaded, grabbing the sheets in pure ecstasy, a drool escaping your mouth as his pace became rough and aggressive, his left hand leaving your chest and pulled your right leg for more leverage and pounded you deeply.

"Anghh!!" You mumbled heplessly, like a lovesick fool.

Suguru was fucking you hard now and he was determined to give you the best fuck ever.

Wet, skin slapping, overlapped in the air and both you and Suguru in unison with pleasure.

His throbbing cock was only getting harder in you and you know that he was almost close.. So so close that you ended up clenching his cock which made him hissed and grab your waist tightly and thrusted hard.

"Shit.. Shit.. I'm coming.. Darling.. " he whined, his manly scent meeting your senses, like an aphrodisiac.

"Do.. Come.. Suguru.. " you uttered, eyes closing as you readied yourself for him.

Even without your words Suguru was balls deep inside your soaking cunt, loads and loads deep inside you, making sure you receive his fucking sperm inside your pussy. Locking himself even until he made sure your receiving it well.

After that grandiose fucking, your body surrendered and you fell asleep. Too tired to mutter a word or praise to Suguru, not that he mind, he was happy that he have you by his side.

Both of you went to sleep.

Extra:

"It's your fault I can't walk!" You sulked.

"I know I know, I was too rough but I can make it up to you" Suguru coos as he wrapped his arms around you, chuckling at the sight of your pouting face.

"I'm not falling for it!" You turned around not meeting his eyes, you knew damn well that just by looking at his gorgeous face you would give in easily.

Suguru laughs at your reaction and places his head to your shoulder.

"Y/n~please forgive me~i promise to buy you your favourite food" he pleads while also trying to bait you.

"Nope.. Nuh-uh! Your bribe won't work on me!" You closed your eyes avoiding him

"Y/n~ pweaseeee" Now Suguru was whining beside you.

#oneshot #anime fanfic #jujutsu kaisen sorcerers #geto suguru #jjk x reader #smut #geto x reader #jjk geto #inspired by the story conversation i had with c. ai lmao #i swear I'm a nanami stan ㅠㅡㅠ #jujutsu kaisen geto suguru #simp for jjk men #writing #geto suguru x fem!reader #again i suck at smuts #but i have to write this one cuz its been leeching on my mind

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pretty-toru · 1 year

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hi! please could i request some arranged marriage HCs with geto x fem reader? where they start off quite cold towards each other but then slowly start warming up to each other? i didn’t know if you would be okay with this topic or not but please ignore it if it’s not something you want to write (: thank u!

HI! This has been in my drafts for so long, I'm incredibly sorry about that but I'm intrigued by the idea of arranged marriage with Suguru! I hope you don't mind that I've also tweaked your request a little 🤍

GETO SUGURU :

— Something you learned early on about Suguru is that no matter what he'll always treat you with the utmost respect even when he's on the receiving end of your cold demeanor. Given the circumstances of arranged marriages, he understands why you're being distant and guarded towards your newly prospective groom whom you're meant to spend the rest of your life with after just having met each other. But he promises that if you give him a chance, maybe he can change your first impression of him and your outlook on the entire situation.

— Suguru also has some reservations against arranged marriages, but he keeps an open mind because there are some couples who grow to love each other and have successful and happy marriages. Although he does mention that if you still detest the idea of marrying him after getting to know each other in the next few months, he will find a way to give you an out because he doesn't want to force or pressure you to do something you strongly oppose.

— You already made up your mind that you weren't going to like him, despite his compelling attractiveness and engrossing charm that has everyone's heads turning his way and trying to get his attention. Of course, he respectfully turns them down as he introduces you, his bride-to-be and the only person he's really interested in developing a romantic relationship with. He may have almost swooned you with that, but you steel your resolve because they're just lovely words with no real meaning. Yet your skipping heartbeat says otherwise.

— As you're spending most of your days with Suguru, you find yourself enjoying his company a little more than you originally planned to. He might flatter or tease you with a light-hearted chuckle and the next thing you know you've caught yourself smiling because of him more than once. You also really liked that he always listens to what you had to say and remembers the small details about you through simple observation. He's always been so thoughtful and understanding and vulnerable with you that spending a lifetime with him sounds less and less awful with each passing second.

— With the wedding date near approaching, Suguru does sit you down once again and asks you if you'd still want to go through with the arranged marriage. He's perched with one knee drawn up and your hands in his as he's finding the words and begins by saying that he understands what's expected from both of your families but you should be able to decide for yourself who you want for a spouse. You remind him that he should be able to do the same just as much too. After a short pause and a gentle smile, Suguru asserts that he has made his choice and asks if you could do him the honor of becoming his wife and marrying him.

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mggsv · 2 months

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“Come in, tell me- what’s the issue?”

Imagine Geto, doing his usual job at collecting curses from the people he hated the most, and then you come in.. You were a cute little thing. His eyes didn’t miss such perfect legs for a non sorcerer. Your juicy breast, the ass. He’s never given in to temptation, but he could always watch..observe your body language.

He held a smirk on his lips. From a distance, he’d seem nice, harmless. Suguru Geto was far from that. You didn’t know that, though. With your cute little pout on your plump lips. Rubbing your arm..glancing at him, that smirk- so harmless. However, what Geto could see was far from what you did.

There was a curse on you, drinking away at your arousal. Disgusting. It wasn’t a hassle for Geto to get rid of, a minor thing, but boy who couldn’t have fun every once in a while?

“Ah…a-ah! G-Geto…” He’d fuck you instead. You tempted his after all! Fucking the curse away, he called it. His monster of a cock slamming into your heat, your arousal pooling around the thick head until you’re full and stuffed with his cum. Taking every drop, an angel he’d call you, stroking your hair before pulling it back to make you look up at him best you could. He’d never miss how your eyes would roll back, “Geto” you’d moan! He almost laughs.

His back heavy with red streaks from your nails scratching, they weren’t nearly enough to cause real damage. He’d watch as the little curse would stimulate your breast until his long tongue was there, almost as if it were trying to show Geto how to pleasure you! The curse making you sensitive enough to take such a big cock in such a tight little cunt.

Geto admittedly had fun. Enough fun to leave the curse as is, telling you to meet him again the following week for a follow up.

i may write a bigger part for this because..i’m really liking this idea | divider @/cafekitsune | reblog pls!

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sonarspace · 4 months

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Hii, could you write something where reader is insecure about herself because she thinks she’s overweight when the only thing fat about her is her ass and the jjk men (specifically geto or gojo or both, idk it’s up to you) try to tell her?

had this idea lmao

VENUS

wc: 1k a/n: i really hope i did justice to what you had in mind and I wasn’t sure if you wanted to fluff or smut but i opted for smut cause why not 😄! included some visuals as well. also not proofread and i'm very sleepy, so just ignore any mistakes. warnings: sensitive topic! (insecure reader, body image issues?) 18+. smut. f! receiving, (cunninglingus, fingering) sex (cowgirl & back shots) idek. a/n part 2: reblogs and comments are appreciated and very helpful :)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

he walks out of the bathroom and sees you palming at different parts of your body whilst looking at yourself in the mirror with a pout on your face. your stomach. your thighs. your ass.

“hey” he walks up behind you. you just sigh and turn away from the mirror but he grabs your hand before you can walk away further. “talk to me. what’s going on up there” he taps your forehead lightly.

“it’s stupid.” you huff back looking down. “it’s not stupid, if it’s bothering you.” he puts his finger under your chin turning your face towards him. “i feel…i don’t know…i feel like my thighs are too big. my ass too. and i-”

he cuts you off quickly with a “nuh uh”. his eyebrows furrowing “your ass is sexy. love the way it moves when i’m fucking you from behind. and your thighs. god, i could spend forever in between them but i’d miss your pretty face too much.”

your face turns red instantly. “you’re so annoying”. you chuckle lightly wiping at the tear stuck in the corner of your eyes. “i’m serioussss baby.” he says with his hands cupping your face. leaves small kisses at the corner of your eyes. “wish you could see yourself through my eyes.”

an idea pops into his head. he kisses you slowly at first. your hand moves up his chest and grasps his neck when he slides his tongue into your mouth.

he pushes you down on the bed and starts trailing kisses over your jaw and down to your neck. he pulls back from you and lowers himself to the floor, on his knees.

he pulls off your shorts and leaves kisses up your ankles to your inner thighs. you grow wetter with each kiss. he gets closer to your core, breathing heavily and his eyes dart up to you. lips parted, looking down at him in anticipation, you mewl out a "please".

"going to make you feel really good sweets but i need you to keep looking at me, okay?" he tells you. you breathe out a quick "okay".

his tongue teases around your clit. lapping at the wetness that built from your makeout session earlier. he spreads the wetness around with his tongue and pokes at your opening slightly. hooks your legs over his shoulders and pulls you closer to his mouth. his head between your thighs.

flicks your clit once, twice and you whimper. move your hand in his tugging and urging him to keep going. like a starved man he alternates between sucking and licking at your clit. your moans getting louder and that feeling of an orgasm building in your stomach.

he looked up at you from under his lashes and smiles smugly at the contorted look on your face. he maintains eye contact as he continues slurping at your clit and inserts a finger in your needy hole.

"ahhh. one more, please" you beg. "so greedy," he remarks. he inserts another finger curving slightly to reach your g-spot. your head tilts back in pleasure, your body arching further into his mouth. your grip on his hair tightens, nails scratch his scalp and his eyes close as he moans into your cunt like this was just as pleasurable for him as it was for you.

"come on baby. give it to me. please. give it to me." he whines. his desperation, his pretty face in between your thighs. his continuous ministrations on your clit and cunt has you coming with a loud cry of his name.

he licks you clean and pulls back with the biggest smile. his chin covered in your juices and you laugh at him and pull him towards you to give a kiss. his hands moves under your chest. tracing over your ribs and going under your back to undo your bra. he pulls back to rid himself of his clothes and you quickly remove your shirt.

your legs wrap around his hips and he picks you up and sits back down sideways with you on top of him. you grab his cock from between you two and rub it against your core. he groans when you finally sink down on him. "good god, you're so warm." you bounce on his cock as he his hand massages your left boob and his tongue flicks the bud of your right boob which has you writhing.

he suddenly lays you down and flips you over. pulling your ass up, he pushes in from behind and has you jerking forward from the insanity of his thrusts. "ahhh so fucking perfect f'me." his right hand goes around your throat, squeezes lightly as it moves higher and grips your jaw to turn it towards the mirror. "look at yourself. look at how beautiful you look. bet god spent an eternity creating you. my venus. ahh, pussy’s taking me so well."

and surely you do look good like this. you feel sexy. the insecurity you felt earlier are eased as your ass continuously hits his pelvis with each thrust. with his hold on your jaw he pulls you up. your back to his chest. his other hand moves between your thighs to play with your clit. "cum for me pretty girl." your hand reaches back and tugs his hair as you cum soon after. you're clenching so much that it triggers his own orgasm and he stills as it takes him by surprises.

you both flop down on the bed, panting heavily. his body on top of you feels like a weighted blanket that relaxes you further into slumber. he leaves kisses down your back and bites at the end tender flesh between your hips and ass. "love everything about you darling." you turn around to face him and hum as he pecks your lips. "thank you baby, i love you" you whisper to him as you hold his face between your hands and kiss him deeply. "i love you more my sweet venus," he beams at you.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

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a/n part 3: send in a request and i’ll try my best to write it. feel free to chat me up. -> through my ask box titled “talk to me” on my page :)

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