#🫖geto

[elmoslungcancer]

The ways in which you talk to me

Have me wishin' I were gone

Can be seen as a Geto x reader fic if you want

Gn reader can be seen as male reader too, I also use the word You a lot.

Kinda a continuation of my last Gojo fic shitty grammar and long ass paragraphs.

You were jealous of Geto. You were upset he was able to take Gojo away from you. You had plans with gojo? Oh to bad he cancelled last second, because Geto needed something. When Gojo had told you that him and Geto were dating your heart shattered, but it's your fault after all you should've seen it when your plans went to shit. So to distract yourself from the pain you distanced yourself from the group.

Shoko knew why you were distancing yourself, Gojo didn't notice that much though as long as he had someone he pinned after why would it matter. He did notice it after he tried to talk to you, responding with you have to go somewhere or else you'll be late and leave him with his mouth agape. Why should he feel hurt he did the same after all.

Maybe Geto knew that you liked Gojo, scratch that he knew. Everytime you were talking to Gojo he would come up asking if he could talk to Gojo. Of course Gojo was already up ready to walk away but turned around as if he's asking if he go for a quick second. You knew it wouldn't be a quick second that he wouldn't be back, but who were you to stop him?

Why are you rudely awakened by the banging on your front door. You wanted to go back to sleep, but it seems like whoever is at the door is persistent on wanting you to open up. So you do just that and open the door, but your stomach drops at the sight of him. Why is Geto at your door? To rub it in your face some more that he stole the one you pinned after? You weren't interested.

As you slam the door ready to lock it he shoves his foot last minute, you open it back up ready to cuss him out, but then you see two children by him. He let out a small "please" so you let them inside you don't know how long the girls have been walking for. As they walk in you close and lock the door behind you, "You can sit on the couch I do have a spare room you guys can use. I also hope you guys don't mind sleeping on a couple of blankets for now." You say as you walk towards your storage closet to grab a bunch of blankets.

Once you laid out all the blankets and having to go back to the closet for some pillows their "bed" is all set up. While walking back into the living room you see that the girls are passed out. " Go down the hall to the second door on the left is the room you guys can sleep in. How long will you be staying?" Asked in a hushed voice you don't want to wake the girls up.

"The kitchen is to the right of you; cups, and mugs are in the right cabinet plates, and bowls are in the left. The guest bathroom doesn't have a shower but mine does so when you need to let me know. Snacks are in the pantry if they get hungry." After telling him the basics you're about to walk down the hall to the comfort of your. "I know I've asked for a lot, but would you be able to help me carry one of them?"

He looks up at you then looks back down to the orange haired girl and strokes her hair at a slow but soothing pace."Just enough to where I can be able to find a place to support us. Then we'll be out of your hair if that isn't too much to ask?" Looking up at you with pleading eyes you can't help but sigh. You want to kick him out, but the girls seem to have gone through so much, they would most likely be safer here than where he would have been if you hadn't let them stay.

Slowly turning around you walk back over to him he gets up holding the black haired girl close to his chest as he walks over to their room, you pick up the orange hair girl. You freeze for a bit as she moves a bit but then she wraps her arms around your neck. You coo a bit then walk to the room, you place her down next to what you assume as her sister and walk out to go to your room.

You feel at peace as you're finally able to lay down in your bed.

Ok that's it randomly thought of this even though barely anyone reads these lol.

[pseudowho]

Defending Your Honour

A series in which the JJK guys stick-it to the creeps and perverts bothering the reader.

A multi-fic in a series ❤️🫖☕

Part 1 (Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, and Todo Aoi) link here!

Part 2 (Higuruma Hiromi, Ino Takuma and Itadori Yuuji) link here!

More JJK men and women to come

Trigger Warning: unsolicited dick pics, upskirting, catcalling, threatened sexual assault/reader followed into bathroom

Gojo Satoru

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"Baaaaabe," Satoru whinged from the sofa, at the exact pitch required to set your eyes rolling. You walked back to him, blushing as you felt his eyes roll languidly up and down your bare legs beneath his oversized t-shirt.

Plopping the popcorn bowl down, you sat on the sofa beside him, lazily draping your legs over his lap, tilting your head inquisitively towards him as he teased his long fingers over your thighs. He felt you look at him questioningly, and smirked.

"Nothin'," he shot, "s'too late. Was gonna ask you what movie you wanted, but you're too late. I picked already."

"Oh, really?" You teased, swirling a finger on his pecs, "And what did you choose?"

"Only the cult-classic noughties Anne Hathaway gem...the Princess Diaries. Two." You clapped, squealing with genuine delight as Satoru laughed, pulling you closer onto his lap by the legs.

The movie rolled, and you cuddled under Satoru's arm, taking turns, giggling as you fed each other popcorn. Your phone buzzed, once. You ignored it. Your phone buzzed, again. You ignored it. It buzzed again-- again-- again--

"Someone's popular tonight," Satoru teased, "you wanna get that?" You squirmed uncomfortably under his arm, your lip curled in disgust.

"No, just leave it. Nothing to worry about." Satoru raised an unconvinced eyebrow, but tucked you closer, deliberately missing your mouth with the next piece of popcorn he offered you, shoving it at a nostril instead. You laughed, batting him away.

A few minutes passed, and the incessant buzzing of your phone began again. Satoru felt you tense under his arm. He sat forward, pausing the movie and turning to you.

"Look, you know I won't push for an answer, but...is everything alright?" You turned away from him, lips curled up again, upset.

"This guy from work..." you started guiltily, fidgeting, "...he just keeps messaging me. Won't leave me alone, I-- I've been ignoring him for weeks." Satoru's face pinched in pain and concern. He reached out a hand, threading his fingers through yours.

"Babe...you could have told me." You shrugged, eyes tearing up now. You reached out for your phone, unlocking it.

"I didn't want you to think it was my faul--" you cried out in disgust, dropping your phone into your lap with a jolt, sniffling, face crumpling, "--I'm so sick of this, Satoru."

Satoru slowly reached a hand out to your phone, hesitating for you to stop him. You shook your head tearfully, gesturing loosely at your phone for him to take it.

Satoru's face morphed into something ugly as he scrolled through photo after photo of another man's penis, sometimes flaccid, sometimes hard, held in his hand, covered in cum, in different lighting, at different angles--

"This," Satoru spat, "is not your fault. None of it is." Satoru dropped your phone on the coffee table, turning fully to you again, "Do you know where this guy lives?"

You frowned at Satoru, nodding slowly, considering; "What...are you going to do?"

Satoru's lips quirked at the edges into a dirty little smile; "Nothing for you to worry about. Don't sweat it. I'm the strongest. You know it."

An hour or so later, the owner of the unwanted penis stepped into his apartment, still buzzing after sending you so many good photos, and from the office no less, it was so filthy, so naughty, he just, just knew you'd love it--

"Hey there, guy. I've been waiting for you."

Grabbed bodily by this unreasonably strong, tall, white-haired man, your assailant cried out in terrified indignation as Satoru threw him onto his sofa. Satoru sat on the coffee table opposite him, eyes covered by a black blindfold, spidery legs spread and blocking the man's exit.

"Unlock your phone," Satoru commanded, sounding almost cheerful. The man glared, snarling.

"I'm not unlocking my fucking phone--"

"Unlock your phone," Satoru ordered again, now cold, methodically dangerous, "now."

The assailant reached for his phone with a trembling hand, unlocking it. Satoru held out his own hand expectantly. The man hesitated. Satoru clapped his fingers against his palm, in a display of impatience. Begrudgingly, the man handed over his phone to Satoru, who hummed as he flicked through the disgusting messages the man had been sending you.

"You know," Satoru said conversationally, his words sending shivers of fear up the man's spine, "I kill monsters for a living...did you know that? Probably not." Satoru sucked his teeth, preparing a multi-participant messaging list on the man's phone.

"Got any sisters? Brothers?" Satoru inquired. The man nodded, uncertain. Satoru smiled, as if delighted by the man's cooperation, "Names?"

Shakily, the man reeled off their names, his stomach sinking lower and lower as Satoru asked for more names-- his boss, his best friend, his best friend's wife, his solicitor...

With a happy sigh of finality, Satoru clapped his hands together, throwing the phone back onto the sofa.

"Hope they like your photos, anyway," Satoru chirped to the man, who stared at his frantically buzzing phone as if it were an unexploded bomb, "no takey-backsies!"

Satoru stood, walking to the front door. He paused, turning back slowly, the very air within the flat seeming to crush in around the man with some inconceivable force.

"And if you ever go near my girl again," Satoru offered, calculating, menacing, "the next monster I'll kill is you."

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Megumi and Nobara

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"She doesn't want to go to the book shop with you, she wants to come with me, there's this dress I think she'll look really cute in--"

"--she's my girlfriend Kugisaki!" Megumi snapped, tugging your hand in his so they sat flush against his thigh. You hummed, pretending to consider your options.

"I dunno Megs...if the dress is cute enough, maybe I'll be Nobara's girlfriend instead." Megumi spun to you, appalled, and you laughed as he and Nobara bickered with each other on the way to the escalator.

Ginza was busy, buzzing with the animated, vibrant ebb and flow of the wealthy, and the excitable tourists, and the perfectly-coiffed fashionistas. You, Megumi and Nobara tumbled through the crowd, being reshuffled by the constant bump of passers-by, and you ended up entering the escalator two people ahead of them.

Leaning round to shoot them an apologetic smile, you saw Megumi and Nobara remained embroiled in their sibling-ish argument. You rolled your eyes, facing forward, eyes up to the twinkling lights of the shopping centre.

You thought very little of the twitching of the back of your skirt, so close was the crowd. You heard a cough behind you, loud, barking. You heard another cough, and another, and another.

"Hey-- hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You tried to turn at the sound of Nobara's voice, but failed, shoulders bracketed by the press of the crowd.

"Megumi-- that piece of shit took photos up your girlfriend's skirt! He's covering up the camera noise with coughs!"

"Bastard!"

You cried out as you were shoved forwards, your fingers cracking painfully against the metal of the escalator, and a man in a baseball cap forced his way past you, phone in hand. Nobara and Megumi shouted, in pursuit, Megumi pulling you to your feet as the crowd decompressed at the top of the escalator.

You were confused, humiliated and all turned-around as you staggered at the top of the escalator. Pitying eyes glazed over you in passing, the flow of people giving you a wide berth. You blushed, and clutched the hem of your skirt, feeling so exposed, pulling down the hem at the back.

Megumi had stumbled ahead in chase, but turned back and grasped your hand, his eyes beseeching you to chase with him. Nobara tore off ahead, rounding a corner. You nodded, sniffling, and Megumi raised your clasped hands to his face, pressing a kiss to your palm.

You sprinted together after Nobara and found her pinning the capped man against a wall, effortlessly gripping the front of his hoodie while he squirmed. She was going through his phone, lips twisted in distaste at the intimate photographs he had taken of you.

Megumi approached, fists clenching and unclenching, his nose scrunched in disgust. Nobara held the phone close to her chest, eyeing him inquisitively. Megumi shot you a sideways glance, and shook his head at Nobara.

"Save them for the cops," he snapped, "but for now..." Megumi turned to you; "What do you want to do with this bastard?"

Your lip trembled, and you bit it between your teeth to still it. You felt violated, furiously vengeful.

"I think," you shook out, "we should find this guy a skirt." With matching satisfied, wicked smiles, Megumi and Nobara rounded on your assailant.

The sales assistants manning the changing rooms did not dare approach the scene that was unfolding behind the curtains, some time later. While the capped man frantically sobbed, his knobbly-kneed hairy legs woefully exposed by the cute miniskirt he wore, Megumi kept him arm-locked against the wall, endlessly berating and insulting him, while Nobara knelt, taking miserably unflattering photos of his taint under the hem of his skirt.

You stood back, grimly satisfied as your assailant wept his apologies. As you wiped away tears of mirth, Megumi paused in his bullying for just a moment, to smile at you, eyes soft, warm, full of sincere adoration.

You mused to yourself as Nobara slapped the back of the man's thigh, making him shriek; it's not strictly morally just, you thought to yourself, but I don't strictly care.

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Toge Inumaki

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You found yourself so nervous, the first 'first date' you had had in quite some time. Your date, Inumaki, seemed equally unsure, but rolled with a quiet mischievous confidence that sent butterflies through your tummy.

You had approached him, your outfit suddenly seeming so overdone compared to his hoodie and jeans, and you opened your mouth to apologise for being overdressed. The words stopped in your throat as Inumaki's eyes glimmered with joy, and he gestured up and down your body with one finger, before clasping his hands over his heart and tipping his head back towards the sky.

You pressed a hand over your mouth, blushing, and Inumaki stepped forward to grasp your hands and bring them away from your face, swinging them affectionately in his own. You bumped the side of your head against his, realising with a curling warmth, that he had plaited his fingers in yours as you walked together down the street.

The day passed, in a flurry of arcades, street food, souvenir shopping, buying small gifts for each other...the whole day had been spent in wordless gestures, familiar and comfortable. Inumaki's heart stuttered each time he managed to tease you into a twinkling laugh.

Heading home, hands still swinging together, rich steam and hoppy beer aromas tumbled out of the closely packed ramen shops. You and Inumaki found yourselves pressed uncomfortably close to a pack of young men as you squeezed through the crowd. One man squeezed pricklingly, unnecessarily against you as he passed, the street wide enough to render his intimacy completely unjustifiable.

Inumaki paused, watchful eyes seeing as you drew your shoulders up in defence.

"Oh hey baby! You on a date? Hey bro, your girlfriend just tried to feel me up!" You blushed in furious mortification as your shoulders drew even closer towards your chin, pulling your jacket around yourself, keeping your head down and hoping the assault would just go away.

The young man's pack of friends, four of them, laughed and jeered, taking swigs from cans of beer and turning to join in the game.

"Nice outfit babe! Think I've seen something like it on a street corner near here..."

"Yeah, that jacket ain't coverin' much, sweetheart!"

"Aww, you cold? C'mere baby, I've got something nice and warm for you in my pocket."

As the pack continued to laugh and jeer at you, your happiness shrivelled, and you were reduced to nothing, a pecked worm between birds.

Inumaki raised his hand, slowly drawing his mask down, revealing his unusual facial markings. The pack of men paused, then laughed harder. The original perpetrator raised his beer to Inumaki, and began to speak as Inumaki waggled his tongue in preparation.

"Think you've got a bit of Sharpie on your face, ma--"

"Kiss each other-- like you mean it."

Gripped by something other than his own thoughts and desires, the young man stopped, dropping his can to the floor with a metallic wet thunk...before turning to his friend and grasping his face, pressing a passionate, staggering kiss to his lips. The kiss was enthusiastically reciprocated, and two of the others fought each other for the right to lock lips with the final man.

"Put your hands down his pants."

The crowd around the young men hooted and whistled at the show, as the enforced make-out session grew steamier, beer spilling onto the floor around them, wet kisses sounding through the air, hands down pants, groping.

"Keep going-- really enjoy yourselves."

As the scene before you unfolded into something increasingly erotic and debauched, your jaw dropped, all of your own embarrassment forgotten, and Inumaki raised his mask with a cough. Pulling you to wind through the crowd of onlookers and raised, clicking phone cameras, Inumaki turned and shot you a wink.

You laughed, desperately appreciative, and already planning your second date.

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Fushiguro Toji

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"Toji-- Toji-- I mean it, slow down, I need to pee!"

Toji sighed, brisk and pissed-off (his factory settings), and stopped pulling you along by the hand. He shot you a withering look, until you batted your eyelashes, clasping your hands together as you wiggled at him.

Despite himself, he smirked, glancing away so you didn't see (though you already had), and started scouring the street for public bathrooms.

"Come on, pea-bladder," he mocked, his deep voice slow and drawling, "let's find you somewhere to piss."

"Toji, don't be so gross--"

"Don't be so needy, jeez, or you're payin' for your own dinner." You rolled your eyes, punching his shoulder affectionately. Rounding a corner, a set of public bathrooms appeared opposite a row of shops.

Raising Toji's hand to your face, you pressed a kiss to the back of his enormous fist. Toji pinched your chin lovingly, before spinning you by the shoulders and planting a hefty slap to your bum.

"Hurry up kid. If someone prettier passes while you're in there, I ain't stickin' round." Toji laughed as your jaw dropped, aghast, and pushed you towards the bathrooms.

Toji chuckled to himself as you skipped away, his eyes only briefly registering the figure loitering outside the bathroom as you headed in.

A few minutes passed and you stepped, relieved, out of the stalls and walked to the sink to clean your hands. Sidling from his hiding spot round the corner, a heavy-jacketed man looked towards you as you gasped, immediately backing yourself away against a wall.

"All alone, baby?" The man challenged, tongue sliding across his front teeth as he approached you, a flick knife clacking in his hand. Steeped in terror, your eyes filled with tears, and you were miserably trapped in the corner against a toilet stall. You opened your mouth to beg for your life, but were interrupted by a low, dangerous voice.

"Nah, man. She ain't alone. But you are."

In abrupt, bloody violence, Toji swung a fist, shattering the man's nose and front teeth in an instant. The man's head snapped back and you screamed, spats of blood splattering down to mix with the stale-water-toilet-paper-mulch of the public bathroom floor.

Toji drew his fist back again as the man staggered, Toji's face twisted in filthy, murderous rage; "Chickenshit little coward, I'll fucking gut yo--"

Toji stopped stock-still at your pale little face staring up in terror...at him now, not your would-be assailant twisting like a maggot on the wet floor. Toji felt a hot rush of shame at having been the cause of your terror.

"Babe..." he started, lost for words. You trembled before him. Toji gulped, turning away from you, unable to look you in the eye. As your frightened heart slowed, Toji took a deep, measured breath in through his nose, and out of his mouth.

"I...frightened you. I'm so--" the words caught in Toji's throat, so alien to him. He took a deep breath and tried again; "I'm sorry. Let's finish this guy off together, huh? Before we take him to the cops."

You hesitated, before nodding, tearful eyes smiling up at Toji, sending his belly tumbling. Lifting the bloodied man up by his collar, Toji grinned devilishly at him.

"Swirly..." Toji began to chant, raising his voice as you started to join in, clapping in rhythm, "Swirly, swirly, swirly--"

Other passers-by found alternate public bathrooms that day, put off by the sounds of repeated flushing and strangled wet sobs.

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Ahhh. I managed to find a bit of love even for Toji, who is so SHOCKINGLY in looks and character like my older brother 💀💀💀🫠

[everythingseasoning]

hiiiii strawberryy! ♡︎ r u posting smaus every day? u posted 3 for the last 3 days bb they r all soo goooood i’m always laughing!! i really like suguru and toruuu when they r flirtyyy (≧◡≦) and nanamin is always so loving ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

i saw your requests r open! i have a request I(￣▽￣) if thats okayy? could u do JJK men (Gojo, Geto, Nanami) getting caught talking to another girl? they can be guilty of cheating or not, whatevrrr u wanttt! i want to see how you write them ^ . ^

please make sure not to overwork ~(>_<~) take breaks when u need too, and drink lots of water!! i’m excited to see what u post next! i love your writing!

HELLO CUTIE PATOOTIE ANON OMG. your emojis are so adorable (^ヮ^) <- found that one online heh

Thank you for reading & enjoying the smaus!! It always surprises me in such a good way when somebody comments/writes me that they liked the work ☺️ MWAH ty ty ty for writing me :)

As for your questions, I don’t think I can keep up with a smau a day, and I unfortunately don’t have one planned for today. Recently looked at my schedule for the next 2 weeks and it’s busier than normal 🫠 which is good for me, but also means I have less time to be making these things, cause they do take time— even if it’s much less time & sometimes, but not always, less creativity than an actual fanfiction piece. Wish I had like 50 hours in a day :( I’ll try to post several a week though, for now at least, and I’ve got one in the ready to be posted on Friday :) you can check out the SMAU masterlist here for all completed & upcoming works/requests

And WAHOO I GOT A REQUEST!! Yeah!! I can totally do that angsty request omg, we are going to have teaaaa for that smau, aren’t we!! ☕️🫖 Very honored you wanna see me make a smau!

Thank you for stopping by and inboxing!! I will definitely keep hydrated <3 take care sweetheart!

Side Note: this post was scheduled to be posted a day or two ago but it didn’t go through for some reason! Anyway. I do have a SMAU coming out tomorrow (Friday) ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ and it’s “Impulsively Bringing A Cat Home”

[buttercupblu]

🌱🍄✨𝐻𝑜𝓌𝒹𝓎! 𝐼'𝓂 𝐵𝓁𝓊'|𝑀𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 🤎|𝑅𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒜 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒜𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓉✨🍄🌱

lush trees open to a vast plain. grassy fields wave like water in the wind and the pale blue sky paints a perfect picture for the group nestled in the heart of the meadow. 7 Heavens and 1 Angel. the balmy clouds and beaming sun pale in comparison to the radiance of the lovers, all of them breathing life into the meaning of the word as they rest on a plush, roomy blanket. roomy enough for one more. the wind almost carries you as you walk, its sweet caresses wrapping your frame and grass kissing your toes. the group turns their eyes to you as you approach, entranced by your enchanting energy. the Angel extends a delicate hand and the Heavens gleam, awaiting your response. "join us, won't you?"

𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻, 𝓈𝒶𝓎 "𝐻𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜" 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓌

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[the-softest-love-is-ours]

Hello, Loves~

My name is Bunny (She/Her)! I am 19 but this blog is for everyone (adults can check at the bottom if you want content only for you). This is my selfship blog :3, I really hope you enjoy your time here~

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Tags legend, F/O list, DNI and one more thing under the cut!

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Bunnys dreamy ideas - f/o imagines by me

Bunnys babbles - random other things, might be me talking, might be a ‘stuff for’ post, some aren’t f/o related but some are.

Bunnys grumblings - me complaining, most of the time it is not f/o or self ship related

Bunny headcanons - headcanons, most are about my F/O’s but aren’t really self ship related, mostly just personal ideas about the character. Might open myself up to doing characters I’m familiar with but don’t f/o someday. These will be updated with time, they are always growing posts.

Bunnys rebloggies - pictures and such I reblogged, nit other imagines but just more personal things

Bunny gives stuff - stuff for posts, which are posts where I show a character and 9 things I would give them or just things I think they would have

Bunnys favorites - my favorite posts 😅

Self Indulgent Additions - these are additions to my reblog games that are really just self indulgent pairings for my F/O’s

tw ___/cw ___ - this is how I tag posts that have potentially upsetting content, I use both

Not an imagine - exactly what it says on the tin, these are posts that aren’t imagines, though they can be F/O related

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Romantic F/O’s:

🎟️ - Vil Schoenheit (TWST)

🐙 - Azul Ashengrotto (TWST)

♌️ - Leona Kingscholar (TWST)

🐍♥️ - Jamil Viper (TWST)

🥪 - Arven (PKMN)

🖋️🍷 - Lucifer (Obey Me)

💵🐦‍⬛ - Mammon (Obey Me)

🐈‍⬛ - Satan (Obey Me)

🐄 - Belphegor (Obey Me)

🫖 - Barbatos (Obey Me)

💫 - Simeon (Obey Me)

1️⃣3️⃣ - Thirteen (Obey Me)

🧊 - Kaeya (Genshin Impact)

👿 - Xiao (Genshin Impact)

🦦⛲️ - Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)

🍁🎐 - Kazuha (Genshin Impact)

✍️🧪 - Albedo (Genshin Impact)

💰🖤 - Pantalone (Genshin Impact)

⭐️💚 - Kaveh (Genshin Impact)

💛🍚 - Ningguang (Genshin Impact)

🪭🩵 - Ayaka (Genshin Impact)

🤍🍂- Jing Yuan (Honkai Star Rail)

🩸❤️‍🩹 - Blade (Honkai Star Rail)

🌊📔 - Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail)

♦️ 🍀 - Aventurine (Honkai Star Rail)

💴 - Hajime Kokonoi, Bonten era (Tokyo Rev)

🌸🗡️ - Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten era (Tokyo Rev)

❌ - Ran Haitani (Tokyo Rev)

⭕️ - Rindou Haitani (Tokyo Rev)

🚫 - Hanma Shuji (Tokyo Rev)

☕️ - Sebastian Michealis (Black Butler)

🍷- Chuuya Nakahara (BSD)

🌸 - Kaoru Sakurayashiki/Cherry Blossom (SK8)

🌗 - Jaal Ama Darav (Mass Effect: Andromeda)

💎🍃 - Adaman (PKMN)

🖤🐉 - Geto Suguru (JJK)

🔺🪶 - Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

🍳🦁 - Laios Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

🐿️ - Cashew (Blush Blush)

🌳🍲 - Poe (Blush Blush)

🎧🫚 - Anon (Blush Blush)

🔥🦦 - Logan (Blush Blush)

⏱️💚 - Reece (Blush Blush)

🍂🦊 - Aki (Blush Blush)

🤎🥴 - Haru (Blush Blush)

🧊🥮 - Fuyu (Blush Blush)

🌊🌅 - Cove Holden (Our Life)

⚫️🐴 - Solivan (TKATB)

🌸💻 - Ren (14 days w/ you)

🪄🐉 - Howl Pendragon (Howl’s Moving Castle)

🔭👾 - Faust (Yuurivoice OC)

✨🩸 - Astarion (Bg3)

🔮🐈 - Gale (Bg3)

🧸🍃 - Halsin (Bg3)

🖤🐁 - Shadowheart (Bg3)

⚱️🔮 - Gilgamesh, Caster (FGO)

💀 - Casper/Grim (A Date With Death)

🐦‍⬛❄️ - Crowe (Where Winter Crows Go)

🧊 - Yukinojo (Enchanted in the Moonlight)

🍞🌸 - Nakedtoaster (Blooming Panic)

Familial F/O’s

🍰 - Luke, Son (Obey Me)

🕹️🐈 - Miya Chinen, Son (SK8)

🍀😅 - Bennett, Son (Genshin Impact)

🗡️💸 - Yanqing, Son (Honkai Star Rail)

🍤🍚 - Cold Rice Shrimp, Daughter (Food Fantasy)

🌸🍚 - Jiuniang, Daughter (Food Fantasy)

🥞🟠 - Nanako Hasaba, Step-Daughter (JJK)

🥞⚫️ - Mimiko Hasaba, Step-Daughter (JJK)

📚🐇 - Nursery Rhyme, little sister (FGO)

🍎 - Eri, little sister (BNHA)

🤠 - Lian, little brother (PKMN)

🍄‍🟫🐈‍⬛ - Izutsumi, sister (Dungeon Meshi)

💰 - Sam, big brother (TWST)

🍮- Saiki Kusuo, big brother (DLOSK)

🐈‍⬛💀 - Narinder, The One Who Waits, big brother (CotL)

🚬 🦌 - Gwen, big sister (Spiritfarer)

🐺🕹️ - Silverwolf, big sister (Honkai: Star Rail)

🍶🔸 - Zhongli, father figure (Genshin Impact)

🐍 - Baizhu, father figure (Genshin Impact)

⏳🧡 - Welt Yang, father figure (Honkai Star Rail)

🐥 - Peking Duck, father figure (Food Fantasy)

🧪🪡 - Divus Crewel, father figure (TWST)

✋📔 - Stanford Pines, father figure (Gravity Falls)

⚠️🧿 - Bill Cipher, step-father (Gravity Falls)

😾🧣 - Shouta Aizawa, father figure (BNHA)

🐉🎨 - Professor Hassel, father figure (PKMN)

🦶🪤 - Chilchuck Tims, father figure (Dungeon Meshi)

🩺💉 - Dr. Romani, father figure (FGO)

🎨🖼️ - Da Vinci, mother figure (FGO)

🍘💙 - Cyllene, mother figure (PKMN)

🔥🐕 - Palina, mother figure (PKMN)

💜❄️ - Irisviel von Einzbern, mother figure (Fate: Zero)

💜🔫 - Kafka, mother figure (Honkai: Star Rail)

💰❔ - Stanley Pinew, uncle (Gravity Falls)

🥘🔨 - Senshi, uncle (Dungeon Meshi)

🍿🐸 - Atul, uncle (Spiritfarer)

🌼🐍 - Summer, aunt (Spiritfarer)

🩵 - Shun Kaidou, cousin (TDLOSK)

💫💖 - Mabel Pines, cousin (Gravity Falls)

🌲🌌 - Dipper Pines, cousin (Gravity Falls)

🍲🌸 - Astrid, grandmother figure (Spiritfarer)

💎🥀 - Giovanni, grandfather figure (Spiritfarer)

🐱📚 - Mozus Trein, grandfather figure (TWST)

📕🦴 - Director Clavell, grandfather figure (PKMN)

Platonic F/O’s

🦐 - The Leech Twins (TWST)

🍏 - Epel Felmier (TWST)

🦂 - Asmodeus (Obey Me)

🌊 - Leviathan (Obey Me)

🍔 - Beelzebub (Obey Me)

🍜 - Cater Diamond (TWST)

👾🏐 - Kenma Kozume (Haikyuu)

🔥🐈‍⬛ - Grim, also sorta little brother/pet (TWST)

🥊 - Nemona (PKMN)

🎻 - Sunny (Omori)

🏀 - Kel (Omori)

🪴 - Basil (Omori)

🍆🎀 - Aubrey (Omori)

🌟❤️‍🩹 - Hero (Omori)

Pet F/O’s:

🎀 - Sylveon (PKMN)

🫖 - Polteageist (PKMN)

🍬 - Galarian Rapidash (PKMN)

🍎🍏 - Applin (PKMN)

🥩🦴 - Dogmeat (Fallout 4)

🎉 - Sprinkles (Blues Clues)

💎🤍 - Duchess (The Aristocats)

🎀🤍 - Marie (The Aristocats)

🩵💎 - Lady (Lady & the Tramp)

🐾 - Dug (Up)

🐅 - Rajah (Aladdin)

🛷 - Jenna (Balto)

🍊 - Sir Pouncelot (Genshin)

⚪️🔮 - Fou (FGO)

f/oe’s (it’s gonna be on sight):

Draff (Genshin)

Royce (Genshin)

Margaret (Genshin)

Mystra (Bg3)

Cazador (Bg3)

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Visit me @the-funnest-passion-is-ours

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[pseudowho]

So I've just written this exact thing recently with Nanami Kento (link to the fic here, see Chapter 4) and it was CRAZY FUN to write 🫖🫖😌👌

I vote Geto for this 'Forced proximity' gem trope.

[pseudowho]

Defending Your Honour

A series in which the JJK guys stick-it to the creeps and perverts bothering the reader.

A multi-fic in a series ❤️🫖☕

Part 1 (Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, and Todo Aoi) link here!

Part 3 (Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara, Inumaki Toge and Fushiguro Toji) link here!

More JJK men and women to come

Trigger Warning: spreading false sexual rumours, stalking, being followed home

Higuruma Hiromi

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You had to leave. You had to get another job. There was no way to come back from this; office-culture spread rumours like the plague, and whether they were founded or not, you still felt the pierce of dozens of judging eyes on you.

Your clothes felt too tight, too revealing, your skin prickled and your nose stung with tears as you gulped, chin held high but so exposed and vulnerable. A filthy rage roiled in your gut at the injustice of it all. The irony did not escape you, as you hot-footed away from the whispers of the legal office.

As you gathered files, clunky and unwieldy in your arms, you felt a hand pretending to be affectionate on the small of your back that made your skin crawl, covered in worms and mud.

"When you're ready," a low voice sing-songed to your right, smirking, gleeful, "just hop along to my office, and we can work something out, yeah?" You jolted with shame as the hand clapped your bum. The eyes flicked back onto you. The whispers spread, infectious. You were a leper, now.

Hiccuping as you ducked your head, you felt hot rancid tears stream down your cheeks, darting down a corridor and reaching for a door any door to take you away from all of these eyes and whispers and accusations and this one was usually empty so you snuck in and slammed the door shut behind you and--

"Oh! Hello," a low, warm voice offered, surprised. You gasped, clapping a hand over your mouth, unable to hide the tears and anguish. The man was tall, slender, his unruly black hair escaping in flicks over his temples, but he looked so genuinely concerned as he rose from his desk, that you sobbed, apologising and sinking to the floor with your face in your knees.

You felt the man crouch beside you, his hands on his thighs, his presence sincere and welcoming. He sat for a moment, apparently awkward and unsure how he could help you.

"It's okay," he reassured, "it's a fucking ugly office, I hate it too, it makes me cry--" You huffed out a wet, genuine laugh and heard him smile, amused puffs of breath from his nose.

"Really, though," he continued, "I'm happy to help...if I can. Not sure if you need a lawyer, or-- or for me to catch a spider for you, I mean I hate them too but I can certainly--" he stopped himself from rattling away. You sniffled, looking up at him with a cute watery smile that made his heart thump.

"You could get me a new job, maybe? Or just a new boss?" You wiped your eyes now, embarrassed by interrupting this lovely man. The lovely man raised his eyebrows, now sitting in front of you, cross-legged.

"And what has your boss done to make you cry?" He inquired, black eyes like beetles, reading you.

You fumbled, uncertain of yourself when explaining the crimes of a man to another man, "I think he didn't, uhm...didn't take being rejected very well and uh--" tears poured, unbidden, as your face crumpled again, "--he's started a rumour than uhm-- that I sleep with him and uhm-- I don't but everyone believes it, and he wants me to come to his office now, after he's just touched me, and I don't know-- I don't know what to do--"

You broke down again, weeping into your knees, as the lovely man before you simmered, his lid rattling with unbridled rage at the unfairness of it all.

He smiled at you, though, gentle and open, "Your boss...the sweaty one? Big guy, thinks he's all that?" You laughed wetly again.

"Oh, you know him?" You grinned together, and you blushed, painfully grateful for being treated with basic respect. Hiromi nodded-- he didn't know your boss. But, he knew men like him and they filled him with bitter disdain, a core loathing and disgust that informed his choices every day.

"Well then...you can share my office today," he insisted as he stood, rubbing his hooked nose between two long fingers, "I've got...something to do." You blinked owlishly up at him. He helped you up, pulling a chair to his desk for you. You perched, confused, but not arguing.

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Some time later, your boss headed back to his office from the vending machines, impatient for you to come to his office, feeling sickly gleeful for having punished you for humiliating him, and his heart leapt hopefully, because maybe he could offer to deny all those rumours, and then you would be so grateful that maybe you'd give him a--

He opened his office door, having just enough time to click it closed behind him before hearing a quiet, angry voice from somewhere above the doorframe.

"Domain Expansion: Deadly Sentencing."

Plunged into a different room, ostensibly not his office, your boss shrieked in terror as two terrifying black figures loomed over him, only one of them human.

"What the fuck are you-- where the fuck am I-- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

Higuruma looked up at the Judgeman with a humourless smile, and back down at your boss, who scurried backwards until his shoulders hit the domain's edge, blind with panic.

"You've been a very naughty boy," Hiromi sang, "shall we see how naughty?"

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You jumped as the office door swung open, and Higuruma (you had worked out, from the lanyard he left on his desk) re-entered with two hot drinks. He smiled a wonky, loping smile.

"Coffee machine's finest," he offered, placing one in your hands. He stood for a moment, bouncing on his heels, chin and nose dipped in consideration.

"I should think... your days of problems with your boss may be over," he said, blasé and cryptic. He did not elaborate, but reached into his pocket, before slipping his card across the desk to you.

"My office is, uhm...hiring a new legal assistant, though. I can put in a good word for you." Hiromi looked into the distance across the room, one hand in his pocket as he continued to rock on his heels. He glanced down at you, eyes glimmering at each other as they met.

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Ino Takuma

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I loved meeting you last week. I thought we made a really special connection. I'd love to meet again. Call me.

You smelled so good today. I love how you're being such a tease. Can't wait for you to call.

I can't stand seeing you talking to other guys! Still haven't seen this so-called 'boyfriend' of yours though. He can't be that into you if he's letting other men near you. Call me.

You didn't answer when I knocked for you, but I know you're home. Bet you were upstairs being naughty, hope you were thinking of me, hahaha, jk. HMU, seriously. I miss you.

I know you're such a little slut behind that 'good girl' act ;) Quit playing hard to get. I finish at 5, I'll meet you from work and we can finally go on that date you owe me.

I've never been this in love before. So disappointed you ditched our first date. I'll catch you another time. I love you so much.

Hope you got the flowers I left on your porch. I love you so much.

I love you.

Good morning baby. I love you.

You're a nasty little bitch and you're gonna die alone and you deserve it. If this is how you treat a nice guy like me, how do you treat all the others? You should be grateful.

I'm sorry. I've just had a really bad day baby. You're my whole world. I love you.

Your hands shook as you scrolled through unanswered text after unanswered text. How had being friendly at a work conference gotten so out of hand? Your head spun as you recounted the memories; were you too flirty? Did you give hints of wanting to be more than just acquaintances? Did you dress too provocatively? Did you touch him?

In a desperate hunt for answers you blamed yourself. I should just be a standoffish bitch in the future, you thought, trying to hold back tears.

Leaning over your desk to pack your bag, you began to feel the walls close in around you, terrifying and claustrophobic, a rat in a maze, and you saw tears splash down onto the leather of your work diary. Would he be waiting outside work again today? Or would he be just outside your office door? Would he be waiting in your home?

You felt a pair of warm, strong arms wrap around your waist from behind, "Hey gorgeous! Guess who got off work ear--"

In a shrieking panic, you lashed out, spinning with your hands raised in attack and defence. Your wonderful, kind boyfriend, Takuma, threw himself backwards, alarmed and apologetic, raising his own hands in placation.

"Whoa, whoa, hey! Oh babe, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you--...what is it? Why are you crying? What's happened?"

Weeks and weeks of trying to ignore your stalker, hoping he would go away and forget about you, tumbled out of you at once. In a wild babble of explanation, he keeps texting me, and I'm not interested, and he won't leave me alone, and he leaves things on the doorstep, and I'm so, so sorry.

You had thrust your phone into Takuma's hands, and he held you close to him with one arm as you sobbed into his shoulder. The other hand scrolled through messages from your unwanted admirer; Takuma's face grew quiet with rage, his lips curled in disgust, a flush of anger smattered hot and pink across his cheeks.

"Babe," he started, "why didn't you..." Swallowing, Takuma stopped himself, "This is not your fault. This guy, there's...there's something wrong with him. Have you kept everything? All the stuff he's left you? All the messages?" You nodded as Takuma gripped you by the sides of the shoulders, your face crumpling as his hand raised to cup your cheek, staring deeply into you, leaning forward to press a desperate kiss to your forehead.

"Okay, listen, I'm gonna fix this," Takuma nodded hard, staring into you again as you started to shake your head, "no, no no, trust me. I promise I'm gonna fix this. Listen, you're...you're gonna go to Nanami's place. I'll call him. He'll understand. There's this lawyer at the school now, we'll gather everything and get it to him. I've...I've got to go out. I'll fix this, I mean it. I wouldn't let you down."

Takuma's heart wrenched as you continued to sob, apologising to him as if it was your fault. Within minutes, Takuma had called Nanami, and put you in a taxi. Sticking to the alleyways as he headed out into the streets, Takuma pulled his balaclava down, his eyes ferocious and vengeful as he took to the hunt.

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Your stalker was grossly familiar with your routine now. What you ate for breakfast (he had gone through your bin bags). What colour underwear you preferred (he had seen you through the gaps in your curtains). Which work events you were going to attend (he had scoured every inch of every company calender).

Thanks to some sloppy administrators, he even knew where you lived. Grinning to himself, he felt such a satisfying possession over you, knowing you inside-out. Hiding behind your neighbours' fence panels, he peeked, waiting for you to get home.

One hand leaned past his face, resting on the fence panel beside him, and his stomach froze into knots when he felt himself doused in the icy presence of some dark, unknown force. He opened his mouth to scream, and a second hand pressed over his mouth with horrifying strength.

"Hey, big guy! Wow, you really must be a hit with the ladies," air hissed through Ino's teeth and he sighed in feigned disappointment, "Not with my girl, though." Your stalker squeaked as blackness closed in around him. Ino let out a noise of disgusted amusement as the man's trousers darkened down one leg.

Ino continued, letting the man cry and shake under his hand; "Here's how this is gonna work..."

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Several days had passed since Ino had arrived at Nanami's to collect you, with a deeply satisfied smirk on his face. You had received no more messages. No more flowers. No more thinly-veiled threats. A dark cloud lifted off your mind, and you breathed easy.

Curled up on the sofa that night, you stroked Takuma's chest, listening to the clockwork thump of his heartbeat under your ear. Your curiosity got the better of you.

"Takuma...what did you do?"

Takuma grimaced, "Just showed him the error of his ways, babe. He won't be bothering you again."

While grateful, your belly swirled with fear, and guilt that even if your stalker left you alone, he'd just find someone else, another woman, and harass her just as he had harassed you-- or worse. Takuma read you like a book.

"Look, I-- I didn't want to force anything on you the other day. But I promise you, this guy knows that if you go to the cops about him, and he doesn't 'fess up, it'll be more than just me after him."

Ino smugly pictured Higuruma and Nanami, ready, Misters. Law and Order, prepared to flex their quite complementary powers of threat and legal representation.

You smiled, surrounded by an impenetrable wall of support. Leaning up, you tangled your fingers into Takuma's hair, and he let out a sweet hum of happiness as you kissed him deeply. Nose to nose, you took delight in showing your appreciation.

The next day, wearing a mantle of quiet bravery, you walked into the Police Station.

"I'd like to report a crime."

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Itadori Yuuji

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You had chosen absolutely the wrong shoes to go out in.

You shivered in the chilly night air; your skirt hadn't been this short all night, had it? The cold had a way of exposing things the mirror didn't. Still, you smiled to yourself as you leant against a lamp-post, removing your heels with a sigh of relief, certain you'd be comfier taking the last few streets before home barefoot than in these beautiful monstrosities.

You could not bring yourself to regret such a fun night. Waving your friends goodbye, you had foregone taking a taxi home. Tokyo was a safe city, anyway. It was only a short walk home. You could do with sobering up a bit.

Feet padding gingerly on the cold concrete, you tapped away on your phone as you began to walk home. Within a few minutes, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, cold prickles running down your spine.

Running a hand through your hair, you shielded your glance backwards; a man. Some distance away. By the lamppost you had removed your shoes at. You gulped-- it's nothing, you lied to yourself, just on his way home like me. But, just in case, you started walking faster, the soles of your feet stinging as they clapped against the floor.

Feeling tingles at the base of your skull a minute later, you felt the man closing in on you and bile climbed in your throat, feeling the alcohol threaten to come up into your mouth, options running through your head at breakneck speed, to scream or call the police or stop and fight or try to run faster or--

It was no use. He was almost on top of you now; you rounded the corner to a tree-lined street. You could smell the sweat on him, and you spun to face him, losing your footing and falling backwards onto the floor--

All at once, you screamed, a dark mass plummeted from the tree above you, and there was a sickening crunch as it flattened your pursuer to the floor.

The black mass, burly and pink-haired, stood up and turned to face you, opening his mouth--

You screamed again, still panicking, throwing a shoe at him, "What the hell are you? What are you doing?" The young man crouched, eyes wide, both hands in front of him, bleeding from the lip from your shoe.

"I'm a Yuuji, I'm a Yuuji--"

"--a Yuuji?!" You raised your hand again and he flinched. Your pursuer groaned underneath his feet.

"--I don't know if you know, but this guy was following you-- oh shit, you're not friends are you-- please don't throw another shoe at me--" Yuuji squeezed his eyes closed, hands still raised above his head in arrest. You surveyed him from the ground, your panic slowly abating.

He's cute, you thought as your head spun violently, and you rocked to the side, vomiting all over the pavement. Yuuji crept over to you, hands uncertain at first, but eventually settling on holding your hair back as the alcohol evacuated your stomach.

Patting your shoulder with upbeat reassurance, Yuuji turned to look at the man on the floor with a scowl.

"Creep," he grumbled, crushing the man's hand under his shoe. As the man squirmed and complained, Yuuji gave him an effortlessly hard punch to the side of the head, knocking him out cold in an instant. Rummaging in the man's pockets, Yuuji pulled out a drivers' licence.

"Oh hey, he lives nearby. Want to drop him home with me?" Yuuji asked you with a shit-eating grin.

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"Think that'll do it?" Yuuji dusted off his hands, surveying his handiwork with satisfaction. Tied up in the offerings of the man's shed (some old garden hose, with a wooden freshly painted sign hung around his neck), the man was dropped unceremoniously onto the doorstep. You snapped a quick photo on your phone, hand over your mouth as you laughed to yourself.

Yuuji pressed the doorbell, and grabbed your other hand, pulling you behind a hedge as you giggled like children together.

"I FOLLOW GIRLS HOME" read the man's sign, as his mother opened the door.

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"--so anyway, I should probably get back to work, I guess...after you get home."

You rested your chin on Yuuji's shoulder as he piggy-backed you home, your shoes slung in one hand as he ambled, slowly zigzagging along the tree-lined street. Your eyes drooped, breathing in your new friend's soft, cosy smell, still occasionally giggling to yourself.

Arriving at your doorstep, Yuuji lowered you to the ground, and brought one hand up to awkwardly scratch the back of his head. His face blushed crimson when you leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek. He grinned, shuffling sweetly, bidding you goodnight, but hesitating. You bit your lip, head tipped, waiting. Yuuji didn't get the hint, turning to walk away.

"Hey, my hero. All that, and I don't get your number?"

Yuuji's smile could have split rainclouds.

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Higuruma waiting on the ceiling above the office door like

Coming next: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Toge Inumaki, Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara.