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I’ve been having thoughts about how similar Suguru and Itachi kinda are. Killing their parents, joining/starting criminal organisations, hurting their loves one, gorgeous design, manipulation, look great in black, soothing voices.

Anyway, maybe I’ll write a little something where they’re brothers and ofc, sister’s in for a wild ride.

Not sure how that’ll be received, but it’s been cooking in my head for a while now, pookies

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his type?

MDNI 18+ ONLY

warnings: gojo maybe having a think for getos, mentions of sibcest, manipulative geto

gojo having a thing for getos almost feels biblically accurate. you know, he loves his best friend, and then he sees ✨you✨. with your long black hair, the same dark eyes, delicate features. you might not be as broad and tall as suguru, but by god there's no doubt how related you are. heck, even your scent is almost the same. on the other hand, while geto loves his best friend, he would be possessive even as a brother. you're his sister first. would he call gojo out for ogling you? maybe. gojo would think he's half joking, and out of guilt, geto would not correct him. only, later, he would give in to his own longstanding desire, because damn if he'd let his bestie get what he's wanted first. and suguru being suguru, he'd be so slick about it too, almost making you think you've wanted it just as much if not more than him. maybe a few months into your new relationship dynamic, he'd sweet talk you into showing his dear best friend a good time too.

idk maybe i'll write a small scene for this

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season 1!morgana you make me so very upset

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wth's going on? my old posts are visible in the tags but my latest one isn't showing up. what??

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blushing :3

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hello~

just a reminder that inbox is currently open if you want to send in jjk related hcs. main information is in the pinned post!

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It is not wise to judge others based on your own preconceptions and by their appearances.

_Uchiha Itachi - Naruto by Masashi Kishimoto

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it would fuck big bro!geto up so much that he has kept his monkey sister around. doesn't matter how it was him who decided to bully his fat cock into her instead of killing her, doesn't matter how he still continued to pound her virgin pussy for after defiling her instead of finishing the job and ending her. now it's been years and even his cult members don't bat an eye at their leader keeping his monkey around and even sharing a room with her. nope! they just accept it because their leader can do whatever he wants and break whatever rules he wants. boils his blood every time he thinks about it. and it just makes him fuck her that much harder when she comes looking for him, a hesitant, wobbly smile on her face to ask if he's ready for lunch, or if he needs her to do something before his sermon.

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DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT !! 18+ NSFW!! !!MINORS DNI!! !!ALL characters involved are 18+ NO MINOR CHARACTERS!!

tags: dead dove, manipulation, lack of experience, toxic relationship, sexual coercion in the first part, discomfort, peer pressure, violence, some sexism, misogynistic 'values,' overprotective big brother!satoru, angry toru, not so cheerful him, dubcon, incest, loss of virginity, some verbal abuse, 'sl_t' as derogative and later as affectionate, cnc

synopsis: you've been ignored by your family for lack of curse abilities- being the opposite of your big brother. despite that, you've had a good relationship with him. you end up in a situationship because you want to fit in so bad and want a relationship. things escalate but not for the better, and he rescues you from the boyfriend, but has punishment in store,

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It did not matter that you were born without curse abilities. At least not to your older brother, who was clearly the favourite not just out of your family, but out of the whole clan.

Because, of course, he was, as the inheritor of the six eyes.

That didn’t bother you much. Well, it did while you were younger. You used to get jealous sometimes, and heartbroken most times. But Toru-nii was always there to make you feel better. More stoic when he was younger, and childishly cheerful when he was a teenager. 

And over time, instead of feeling jealous towards him, you found you loved him for that. As for the clan and your parents? Well, you decided as you got older that it was for the best they didn’t care about you, since that meant you were mostly left to your own devices, unbothered unless some event required all important and unimportant members present.

Recently, you reconnected with an old classmate as he had returned to the city for work purposes. You started meeting him at restaurants or coffee shops, catching up and just feeling lively under the attention that most of your family deprived you of. Even Satoru was busy with his work at the school, and you knew better than to bother him.

So, it wasn’t that you intentionally kept this budding friendship hidden, especially from him. It was just that you didn’t know if he would even care to know, or have the time.

In any case, after some discussions with and persuasion by the old classmate- er boyfriend? You weren’t sure what you were to each other anymore, since you held hands every now and then. And he had kissed you recently. 

But never asked you out.

When you’d balked at the suggestion, only a few days after the kiss by the way, to sleep together, he had tutted like you were a silly child. “Of course, it’s only reasonable for us to see if we’re compatible in bed before we make it official,” Jira had said to you, his tone patient and all-knowing.

And you, unfamiliar with dating and how these things usually went, were starting to get swayed by his words. In fact, it worked so well, that you had promised him that tonight you would go ahead and sleep with him- and no! I promise I won’t chicken out like the last time. 

Or like the last ten times.

It didn’t matter that you were trembling as he held you on his lap, hands roaming your body greedily, his mouth attached to your neck. And all you could think of was how disgusting it was to be slobbered with spit, about how embarrassing it would be if someone were to look closely as they walked by- because yes. Your once classmate and now situationship hadn’t even bothered to take you up to the motel room. Perhaps he was in such a rush in case you changed your mind like the previous times. 

Was that bad? Were you bad for not making up your mind? 

At least, the previous times this had started, you’d gotten wet, you thought, biting your lip to muffle the breathy sounds as he mauled your neck. Did he even bring lube? 

Your thoughts were interrupted when the car door was yanked open- and was it hanging off its hinges?! Before your bleary eyes could even adjust in the dark, you’d been yanked out, blouse hanging off your shoulder from the force of the pull. 

“Wha-” you muttered, instinctively hugging yourself as muted pounds filled your ears before your eyes could even adjust.

And the car door was still hanging loosely off its hinges, your friend not visible, though you could hear his muffled cries as someone caged him in, beating him with large fists. 

Was this a mugging?! 

No… If that were the case, the culprit would’ve just grabbed your bag and made a run for it. 

Then you caught a glimpse of light- white!- hair as the two figures writhed against each other in the backseat.

Toru-nii. 

God. 

Well, actually, you were sorta relieved. Once you actually realized you were in no danger. And… also glad because now you wouldn’t have to go through with sleeping with your friend. He had started to seem more and more mean as of late anyway.

Still. You didn’t want your brother to be labelled a murderer because of that guy, so you bent down a little to peer into the car, pushing a lock of your dark hair behind your ear. 

“Toru-nii! Please leave him. I want to go home,” you called, trying to keep your teeth from chattering as the chill seemed to seep into your bones. 

You weren’t sure he heard you, and were about to repeat yourself when he pulled away. He grabbed your bag from the front seat, long limbs folded awkwardly for a moment as he turned in the cramped car, before climbing out without so much as a second glance at Jira.

That was okay. You didn’t really look at Jira either, barely making out his swollen eye and ripped shirt stained red as blood dribbled from his busted lip. 

“Aniki-,” you started, but one look in your direction had silenced you, those intense blue eyes seeming to glow in the dark parking lot.

Wordlessly, you followed him to his car and climbed in, not even questioning how he’d known where you were or what you were doing.

Who knew his sweet little sister would grow up to be such a slut? Well, perhaps he was a bit to blame too since he barely kept contact after leaving, especially after Geto’s defection and his own job.

Still. To think that you were willing to let that loser fuck you in the back of a car? To think you’d allow the fucker to touch you at all?

Boiled his blood.

Which is why he’d dragged you straight to his room. And you didn’t protest or ask questions, thinking you deserved the earful you were about to get.

Satoru huffed. Oh, you’d be getting more than just an earful.

He didn’t even bother to lock the door, knowing nobody would dare disturb him. Especially after he’d returned after so long.

“How did you find me?” 

Your voice seemed muffled, like it was coming from behind a closed door, and Satoru realized it was his mind that was hazy. With rage.

“You have the gall to ask?” he said, voice deceptively calm. “Since y’had no problem being a little slut back there, let me give you what you want.”

The next few moments were a blur- he wouldn’t say his body moved on its own. Because it did exactly what he wanted in the moment- it was just that the mix of  intense emotions had somewhat blinded him. Metaphorically, speaking of course.

But there you were, fat tears in the corners of your eyes, soft belly heaving with your punctured breaths as his cock mercilessly pounded you. One hand gripped your ankles near your chin, bare legs folded over your torso, crushing it a little with the weight he was pushing down on you. Not fully, but enough to make your breath come out strained.

“T-Too deep, nii-chan,” you hiccuped, shaky hands covering your red face.

Satoru slapped your hands away, his thrusts never slowing down. “Yeah, yeah. You can take it,” he hissed, admittedly a bit meanly.

That made more tears sting your eyes, because he’d never been mean to you! Big brother Toru was the only one who’d consistently been kind and loving towards you. 

Did he hate you now?

Maybe you said that out loud, because even under the damn blindfold, you could see a shift in his expression. From meanly curled, his lips went a bit slacker, more neutral. 

You flinched as a large hand- and why had you never realized before how big nii-chan’s hands were?- wiped your cheeks gently.

“Just relax,” his tone had shifted too, words still clipped, but voice no longer growling insults at you. “Y-You’re doing good,” he muttered, before lowering down further, causing your knees to crush further into your chest, but that was okay, because he wasn’t angry anymore. And he was leaning down to pepper kisses along your cheeks and bite the fleshy bits.

“Really?” you asked, voice small and breathless. 

He huffed in response, snapping his hips faster, smirking as your eyes went wide and your back arched up into him, mouth hanging open as the changed angle hit that spot repeatedly. 

And why was it so loud, so wet? Were you just noticing the wet slapping sounds now, or were they really not there before.

There wasn’t much time to ponder that on your own, and each time you’d opened your mouth to ask, the words had been steadily fucked out. Was he still angry at you? Didn’t matter- not with how desperately your pussy was throbbing around his length, the slobbery mess of your juices slicking each slide in and out.

“I-I,” you frowned slightly, having something important to say, trying to concentrate. But he wouldn’t let you.

“Just shut up,” he huffed, but not meanly this time- you could see the amused smirk pulling at his sinful lips through your blurry vision.

And maybe it was that sight, maybe it was how deep he plunged in- the head of his cock meeting your g-spot in a hard kiss-, maybe it was the wet sounds- but your eyes rolled back, vision going dark as you throbbed and clenched around him, cumming the hardest you ever have- you fingers a pathetic comparison to being rage-fucked by Satoru.

Good little slut.

Where did that come from? Did he say that? Or did you imagine that? Either way, that was not your concern, your exhausted body falling into slumber before he’d even pulled out.

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SUGURU GETO SUPERNATURAL AU 👻

this guy’s got coffee and nicotine for blood

My autumn supernatural marathon went insane 🌚

this titile is so much dear to my heart i just CAN’T, i saw our babies Satoru and Suguru so clearly in that universe. Just imagine them travelling in an old car, listening to rock (Satoru hates it), staying in motels and hunting monsters while struggling with their own mental issues and mysteries of the past (oh yeah they are not that easy)

Actually, i have a lot of lore in my mind, so you can ask questions about them, i am happy to answer

Planning to make Satoru’s sheet one day, and lots of doodles of their hunting life. So stand by!

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SUGURU GETO SUPERNATURAL AU [clean ver 2.0]

decided to make clear versions of the pieces i like the most (check out full ver and what is happening in the previous post)

Thank you all for reposts and your hashtags, I am so pleased you liked this concept as well as me 🥹 You give me motivation to draw and develop this AU, love you guys❤️🥰

by the way

this lighter is an integral part of him. If he doesn’t smoke, he can just twirl it around while he’s thinking or gets nervous

the amulet was a gift from his mother, which Suguru believes protected him from death when demons killed his fellow soldiers. He tries not to take it off, and Satoru only laughs at his friend’s superstitiousness… Is it really an ordinary amulet?

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it's kinda getting bigger than i anticipated („ಡωಡ„)

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is it protectiveness or jealousy if big brother satoru stops his sister from 'ruining the family name' only to punish her by fucking her himself? maybe a bit of both