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[sugurugetoshairbrush]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUGI xoxo

Daddy Getou turning 35—officially a DILF !!

+ your gifts are me & gojo, come unwrap us later ;)

[lamnwar]

GOJO NO BASUKE

Jujutsu Kaisen S2E1

[zombiec]

Rent Due | Toji Fushiguro

(Top male reader) (could be read as gender neutral reader)

(Normal au)

Synospsis ☆: Toji has to pay rent some how

Warnings: Ass eating, fingering, riding

A/n: I was gone for a LONGGGG time but we are so back. Please request things. But I also have something being posted tomorrow so stay tuned!

‘Why the fuck are pomegranates $6 this is ridiculous’ I think to myself. Currently I’m at the grocery store getting food for my apartment because I have none. ‘Inflation is insane. I shouldn’t be paying $6 for pomegranates’ I think as I put the pomegranates in my cart. What can I say? I love pomegranates. As I’m in my own head fussing about pomegranates I bump into someone, causing them to stumble a bit. “oops, I’m sorry” I say before looking at the person who I bumped into.

“Oh, Toji, it’s you.” I say staring into his green eyes that are glaring right back into mine. “Watch where you’re going next time.” he huffs before walking past me. Well..tries to. Before he could walk off, I grab him by his wrist. “Wait, I actually need to talk to you.” As he turns back around with a glare, I look him up and down (kind of checking him out..) He’s currently in a black sweatshirt and gray sweatpants, slides on and no socks that show his crusty little toes that I refuse to look at or acknowledge.

Toji clears his throat and yanks his wrist out of my grip. “What did you wanna talk about?” he asks, staring straight at me with annoyance. “I haven’t gotten your rent for this month.” Toji rolls his eyes in annoyance. “The month just started give me some time.” I scoff at him, “You’re late on rent every month—and on top of that—you’re supposed to pay rent every 1st of the month.” He sighs and grunts before looking up. “Ok, fine. Can you just give me until the end of the week?” I roll my eyes. It’s currently Tuesday; how the hell is he gonna come up with $1,079 by the end of the week? “Alright, fine. But if you don’t have it by the end of the week, I’m gonna have to kick you out.” With that, I walk away before he can say anything else.

That man is ALWAYS late on his rent. It’s like he’s allergic to paying on time. To my knowledge, he’s living by himself. I know he has a kid, but all I know is that he doesn’t live with him. The only way I know he has a kid is because I was being nosey and listened to him speaking to his son on the phone. He doesn’t bring his kid around here, but I know he goes and visits him.. or atleast I think that’s what he does. I don’t know, guys kinda a mystery and I’m intrigued to find out more.

As I get all my things and head to my car I get a call and pick it up without looking at the contact name. “[nameeeee] let’s go out tonightt” you hear the annoying voice of Satoru Gojo, one of your best friends. “What are we high schoolers? Don’t you have a life Satoru?” “Oh come on you’re only 27 live a little!..come on even Shoko is coming” I perk up at that name. I love Shoko. We were so close in highschool and we still are but we rarely talk because we’re both so busy. “Ugh ok fine. You knew mentioning her would make me come” I respond to Gojo. I have nothing better to do anyway, what’s wrong with having a little fun.

“no fair you have favorites [name]” I hear Getou speak up in his sultry ass sexy ass voice. I almost purr into the phone when I hear his voice. Me and Getou have some history, in highschool we dated for 2 years until we had a mutual agreement to end our relationship, liking each other as friends more. But ofcourse we fuck sometimes. Getou is sexy as hell how could I ever pass the opportunity to hit that. “Oh you know you’re my favorite suguru” I coo into the phone deepening my voice when I say his name knowing he likes that shit. “Ok stop flirting on my phone I don’t wanna hear that” I hear Gojo say in the back ground before I hear fighting noises. I sigh and chuckle. “Ok I’ll see you guys later bye.” I hang up the phone and head home.

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“fuck that bitch get sexy” Gojo sings along to the song playing in the club dancing on literally anyone near by. That man is a mess drunk. Such a light weight he’s had literally one drink. I chuckle watching him dance the night away with Getou and Shoko right next to him. I watch from a distance a little woozy from the few drinks that I had. I talk about Gojo being a lightweight but look at me. Can barely stand straight. If a cop told me to walk in a line I’m so fucked.

“Never expected to see you here” I jump a little bit at the unexpected voice. I turn to my right, lo and behold Toji Fushiguro. I smirk looking at him “what are you doing here? Don’t you have rent to pay at the end of the week?” He chuckles and rolls his eyes “you don’t know how much money I have..” he says looking me up and down. “Well I know it’s not enough if you haven’t payed yet” Toji groans and downs his shot that was in his hand “yea whatever” we sit in silence for a little bit, but I turn towards him and realize he’s been staring at the side of my face the whole time we’ve been here.

“You know you’re actually kind of attractive” I freeze and fight back a giddy smile. “Thank you, I could say the same to you” he laughs “oh I know by the way you were eye fucking me in that grocery store” my hand runs down my face, mostly in embarrassment ,and let out a giggle “well you looked good can you blame me?” He smirks and I flag down the bartender and ask for six shots. “Wanna go half and half?” I ask Toji. “As long as you’re paying” I grin. “Ofcourse.”

3 shots. It was only 3 shots. I don’t even remember what liquor I got, but I’m out of my mind right now. Toji downed the shots fast as fuck and I watched him do it. Some of it trickled down his chin to his chest and I watched as it went down his shirt. Wishing I was in there…”let’s go dance” I spoke out surprising Toji and also myself. “Ok” he simply says as he grabs my wrist and pulls me to the dance floor.

As we’re on the dance floor I kind of just stand there because I can’t dance and I don’t even know what to do..toji has been dancing well more like grinding his hips and looking into my eyes.The alcohol starts to hit me hard, I smirk a little bit and grab him by his waist pulling him infront of me so he’s grinding into me. My hand trails up to his throat and turns his head to me so we’re staring into each others eyes whilst we’re dancing.

We’re both drunk as fuck grinding on each other. He presses his ass into my groin a little too hard causing me to groan and grind into him. He makes a noise and I chuckle before he turns around and wraps his arms around my neck “you wanna take me back home?” He says and looks up at me. His eyes are hooded and the way that he’s looking at me is making me think he wants to eat me. “Sure.” I order an uber and text Gojo that I’m leaving and that they need to take a taxi home. The uber gets here and I grab Tojis hand and we get in.

The ride is gonna be 15 minutes. Thank god it’s not that long. Toji is cuddled up to me, his head is leaning on my shoulder and I’m leaning against the car door. “You good? You don’t need to throw up right?” He opened his mouth and I thought he was going to say something but he just stared at me for what felt like 5 minutes. “You oka-“ before I could finish my sentence Toji grabs the back of my neck and slams his lips onto mine. I froze for a second before cupping his cheek and kissing him deeper.

Toji moans into the kiss and lifts his leg putting it over my lap. I grip his thigh and rise my hand towards his buldge that I noticed a while ago while we’re were in the club. Before my hand could even get there we’re sprayed with water. “HEY NO KISSIN IN MY CAR GET OUT WERE AT YOUR DESTINATION” the driver yelled at us. “Ok what the fuck you didn’t need to fucking spray us” before the driver could retaliate Toji grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pulls us out the car.

We stumble up towards the apartment complex. Toji still has me in his grip and is fumbling with his keys. He’s been fumbling with them for like 2 minutes I get irritated and just take the keys from him and open the door. He’s laughs and pulls me in, leading me to his room I push him on the bed and notice him smiling super hard. I laugh and look down at him. “We’re not fucking right now” he sits up so damn fast “are you kidding me?!” “You’re drunk as hell I’m not gonna take advantage of you like that” “you’re a fucking asshole” “byeeee Toji see you at the end of the week for rent” you say before stumbling off to your own apartment.

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(POV switch)

Welp. Gotta go kick his ass out. You stand up with a sigh and head to Toji’s apartment. Before you even get to knock on his door the door busts open. He looks kinda mad. Too bad you have nothing to do with that! “What the fuck do you want now” you quirk your brow and look around, because who is he talking to....”uhh I’m here for your rent. It’s the end of the week” toji groans and pulls you into his apartment. “Look I don’t have the rent okay! But you can’t kick me out” you frown “says who?” You say and scoff spinning around to leave, until he grabs your shoulder and spins you back around. “Says me. I have another way I can pay…” he says and looks up into your eyes.

“What did you have in mind…?” You knew exactly what he was getting at, And you weren’t gonna turn him down. At all, but you’d think it’d be funny to make him say it. Toji walks closer to you and wraps his arms around your neck “you know how..” I chuckle and look clueless “how am I supposed to know if you won’t tell me?” “You’re so irritating you know that?” He says and frowns up at you. “I want to pay with my body” he says in your ear. You shiver a bit at his deep smooth voice. You step back from him and sit on his couch legs spread and back relaxed. “Ok. Show me what you got” I smirk up at him.

“You cocky fuck.” He says before swinging his leg over your lap, and sitting on you kissing up your neck. “You know you left me all riled up that day” you look at him weird. “What day?” Toji stops and looks at you. “You don’t remember?” He asks and you just wince a bit. “Uhh no. I don’t remember anything from Tuesday” Toji rolls his eyes “whatever forget it” you were going to say something but he kissed you and grounded his ass into your lap. You moan a little bit and grab his waist making him grind on you so you can get more friction, which pulls a small gasp out of you.

Tired of the teasing you flip Toji over and place him on the couch on his back. Toji gasped Surprised by your strength,because he is pretty heavy. “Take these off” you say referring to his sweat pants. Toji extremely turned on by you right now rushes to take his pants off pulling his underwear off too in the process. You eye him and smirk getting an idea. You change the position again instead this time he’s on all fours with his ass facing you, and his face resting against the arm of the couch.

You stare at his ass because holy fuck it is actually so fat. You never really noticed his ass because the baggy sweatpants he’s always seeming to wear covers it. You smack his ass watching it jiggle and hear a small moan from Toji. You smack his ass again, but harder this time causing him to moan out louder. “Fuck [name] do something already” “as you wish” you say and press your face into his ass teasingly licking his hole “mmm [n-name] please” he moans out. “Please what” Toji clicks his tongue in annoyance, and looks over his shoulder at you looking at you with lust and irritation. “Please eat me out”

As you kneel behind him, Toji lifts his hips invitingly, presenting his ass to you. His cheeks are firm and round, the pucker of his entrance visible between them. He reaches back to spread himself open for you, giving you a perfect view. “Ohh, just like that” he moans as your tongue makes contact with his sensitive flesh. “Fuck [name] lick my hole, make it wet and ready for that big dick” you eyebrows raise a bit surprised by his words. Toji rocks hips against your face, grinding his ass against your mouth as he loses himself in the pleasure of your ministrations. “Shit, your tongue feels amazing…” you move your mouth off his ass a little bit,causing him to whine “look at you already lost in pleasure and we’ve barely started” I say slapping his ass again and adding a finger into his hole with my tongue.

Toji cries out at the slap, his body jolting in surprise. Then he relaxes, submitting to your dominance as you continue to feast on his ass. His means grow louder and more desperate, echoing off the tiles. “Ahhh, yes! Fuck yeah, [name]!” He gasps out. “Use my hole, fill me up with your fingers and tongue!” Toji pushes back harder against your face, impaling himself on your digits as you thrust them in and out of his clenching hole. His breathing grows ragged, precum starts to leak from his cock as he gets closer to the edge. “Moan for me baby” you command, and Toji obeys, letting out series of wanton and needy noises as he rides your face.

“Damn you’re acting so fucking needy clenching so hard, what’s got you so pent up?” You thrust your tongue in him faster while adding another finger to his hole. Toji moans escalate into high-pitched whimpers as you increase the pace and intensity of your oral assault. The added pressure of the extra finger stretching him wide has him seeing stars.

“Nnngh, it’s you, [name]! Being around you always makes me so horny and desperate for your cock” he admits breathlessly, his voice strained with pleasure. “I’ve been thinking about this for so long since the club, I was so mad when you left me to deal with my boner myself, been so pent up all week ” Toji hips buck wildly, chasing the impending orgasm as his prostrate is stimulated mercilessly by your probing tongue and fingers. “Ahh, ah, ah! Right there, don’t stop! I’m gonna cum, gonna paint this couch with my load!” He screams out gripping the couch arm with his nails. “Then cum for me” you say wriggling around your tongue and thrusting 2 fingers into him deeper.

With a hoarse scream, Tojis body seizes up as his climax crashes over him. His cock throbs and pulses, spurting ropes of hot cum across the couch as he convulses in ecstasy. “FUCK YES [NAME]!!” He shouts, his voice raw with pleasure. “OH GOD, SO GOOD, DONT STOP!” Toji’s inner walls clench rhythmically around your invading fingers, milking them for all they’re worth as wave after wave of intense bliss washes through him. Finally, spent and trembling, he collapses forward onto the arm of the couch, panting heavily. “Holy shit….that was incredible,” he mumbles, his words slurred with post- orgasmic euphoria.

“Yeah well I’m not done with you so why don’t we take this to the room” you smirk at him slapping his ass again. You can’t help yourself you love seeing his ass jiggle. Toji yelps at the sting of the smack, his sensitive hole fluttering in response. He quickly scrambles off the couch, turning to give you a sultry look over his shoulder. “I hear you loud and clear," he purrs, sauntering towards the bedroom with an exaggerated sway of his hips. “Can't wait to take that massive cock for a spin and milk you dry."

Your brows rise in surprise and your cock pulses at his words. Once inside, Toji climbs onto the bed and lies back, spreading his legs wide in invitation. He reaches down to stroke his softening cock, giving it a few lazy pumps as he gazes at you with hungry eyes."Well, aren't you going to come join me, [name]? My hungry hole is waiting for its main course..." you smirk and tear your clothes off (not literally, you care too much for your clothes) and stalk towards him with a predatory glint in your eyes. You lay between his legs and kiss him. Toji melts into the kiss, moaning softly as he feels the impressive girth of your erection pressing against his stomach. “You drive me crazy”you speak up.

Toji reaches down to wrap his hand around the base of your shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Then why don’t you show me just how crazy I drive you, hmm?” He guides your dick to his entrance, teasing you with the promise of his eager hole. “Fuck baby” you moan slipping inside him, and thrusting into him. “Shit you’re so fucking right. It’s like you saved it just for me” you say with a cocky grin. Toji arches his back, a sharp cry escaping his lips as you sheath yourself inside him. His inner walls clench tightly around your invading length, the heat and friction sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his veins.

“Oh god, yes! So big and thick, filling me up perfectly” he gasps, his voice strained with the effort of accommodating your size. “Your right, I saved the best for you. No one can make me feel like this.” Toji begins to rock his hips, meeting your thrusts with increasing enthusiasm as he becomes lost in the sensation of being taken so deeply. His nails dig into your back, leaving faint marks as he holds on for dear life. “Don’t hold back, give it to me hard! I want to feel every inch of that magnificent cock splitting me open” wow the way he was talking he seemed like a whole different person. You were reveling in the fact that he was acting like a dumb whore on YOUR dick.

You flip the the position around so that Toji is sitting on top of you, and start fucking into him. Bouncing him on your cock watching his pecks bounce as well, smirking and bringing my mouth to his nipple sucking on it. Toji lets out a delighted squeal as you flip him over, his legs clenching beside you anchoring himself. He grinds down on your pistoning cock, reveling in the feeling of being bounced on your rigid member. “Ahhh, yes! Make me ride you harder, [name]! Make those fat balls slap against my ass” he demands, his voice pitched high with arousal. You chuckle a little at his eagerness. As you latch onto his other nipple Toji throws his head back, a strangled man tearing from his throat. His free hand comes up to tangle in your hair, holding you close as you lavish attention on his sensitive peak. “Oh fuck, just like that! Suck and bite, mark me up as yours!”

I beam up at him loving how he’s losing himself while you fuck him. “You’re so naughty. You say biting his nipples and sucking on them, and gripping his waist fucking into him harder and spreading his legs a bit so he could feel it more, hitting something that you think is his prostate. Tojis entire body jolts as you strike his sweet spot. A guttural wail ripping from his lungs. His vision blurs, overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure coursing through his nerves.

“FUCK RIGHT THERE [NAME]! POUND ME, MAKE ME YOUR FUCK TOY!” He screams, his voice cracking with the force of his climax building rapidly. His hips buck wildly, trying to meet each brutal thrust as he loses himself to the sheer intensity of the sensations. Tears stream down his face, mixing with the sweet beading on his brow as he rides the edge of ecstasy. “IM GONNA CUM, [NAME], PLEASE FILL ME UP, BREED ME, MAKE ME YOURS FOREVER!” “Fuck Toji!” You curse out his words driving you insane causing you to piston into him coming to your own end. Toji’s back arches sharply as he feels your cock throb within him your hot seed painting his insides. His own release explodes from him in a cascade, coating your stomach and chest as he cries out in rapture. “YES, [NAME], FILL ME UP, MARK ME AS YOURS!” He chants deliriously, his body shaking with the force of his own orgasm.

You slap his ass again which only serves to heighten his pleasure, pushing him over the edge. Toji collapses forward his weight settling heavily on you as he struggles to catch his breath. “That was….incredible” he pants. Rolling over on the other side of the bed and covering himself with the cover.

You cleaned Toji up after you two finished having sex and gave him some water. You ordered food a little while ago and you guys are just chilling in his room watching tv “oh I almost forgot” Toji says pulling out a white envelope which was kind of thick and threw it at you. “Jeez” you say and open the envelope brows rising in surprise as there is a stack of money in there. “Umm I’m not a prostitue” he slapped your chest. Which kinda really fucking hurt with his heavy handed ass. “It’s the rent idiot” your jaw dropped. “YOU HAD IT THIS WHOLE TIME?!”

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Thanks for reading ♡!

[sensitive-neuvi-enthusiast]

Where They Like to Kiss You

Where the jjk men like to kiss you♡

Content: Soft, slight mention of something a little naughty. Just a smidge because I can't help it.

Interested in where they like to be kissed? Check here.

Gojo

Shoulders. He loves brushing your hair to the side, pressing his smooth lips against your shoulders. His arms wrapped around your waist, expect to have multiple kisses pressed there. Whether you're lounging at home, in line for food, or you're having sex, he's kissing your shoulders. Bonus if you have freckles or a cute little mole there. He'll be sure to give it a kiss, too.

Getou

Tummy. Okay, this may just be for my own need but I see him kissing your tummy. I can't really explain it but it's the intimacy of it. A place that he gets to see the most when you're comfortable. Whether you have a smaller tummy or a more plush one, he'd kiss it. Same as Gojo, if you have freckles or moles, he'd kiss those too. He just likes to hold your tummy and worship it with his mouth via kisses. And you best believe he's kissing his way down your tummy before he teases your sex.

Nanami

Forehead. It may feel a little basic, but he can't help it. He enjoys watching you scrunch your nose when he presses his lips to your forehead. A huge smile on your face as a small blush spreads across your cheeks. It fills his heart with warmth when his baby smiles so wide from his kisses. He likes to kiss there too after you suck him off, offering you praises for a job well done.

Chosou

Palm/Wrist. I don't think Choso truly has a favorite place. He likes kissing all of you, but if he did have to choose it'd be your palm of the inside of your wrist. Especially when you're holding hands, he'll bring them to his lips and press a soft kiss. A red dusting over his cheeks as he smiles at you. He likes your wrist because he can feel your pulse and in his mind, it's like kissing your heart ): and you best believe when you're riding him, making him feel good. He'll show you appreciation by pressing his lips to this spot.

Toji

Chest. More specifically, the top of it. The part that peeks out from the shirts you wear. Oh, he does it in public too. Make no mistake about that. He'd gladly pull you close, pressing his chapped lips on the skin on your chest. And it's not for any sappy reason (maybe a little but he won't tell you that). It's a possessive sorta thing. Your chest is intimate and it's his, so of course he's allowed to kiss it. I don't even have to mention that he does it while he's slamming into you.

A/N: Kissing has been in my brain lately, hence, you get this. Should I do a part 2 about where they liked to be kissed?

[rezitio]

"HIS GIRL" E. geto suguru

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After his friends find out he managed to fuck one of the hardest girls to lay, they pester him about the details

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E. running from the d, oral sex (f!), mirror sex, telling his friends about it, being caught after the act, music in the background, blue lights, affirmations, multiple orgasms, multiple rounds

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━━━━ The pungent and chaotic mix of smells ranged from the sharp tangy smell of alcohol to the different fizzy suspended gas particles in the air from the canned drinks not to forget the butter and cheese from the snacks.

Not even the artificial scents from the candles and air freshers could bring Geto back to reality. If not even the sound of general men's gossip or talk of sports could bring Geto's mind back to the present, how much more scents?

"But she'd be at least top 10 not even making it to top three, but ya' know who'd make it to top three?" The boy with eyes that reflect that of the LED strip of the controller postulates. "[Name]! I just know she'd be a freak"

With the mention of one girl, everybody including Suguru's attention was seized.

"Didn't she reject you the whole night at the last party we threw?" Toji laughed, still trying to focus on the game, but his ear was in the conversation his friends were having.

"Wait- I'm even confused wasn't that the girl Geto fucked?" Choso questioned and every head swiveled towards him. Some eyes filled with confusion and disbelief but one particular pair carried heavy censure to the boy.

This is why he didn’t like to come to these types of hangouts, there was always confusion and something bound to erupt. How was he supposed to know the very obvious truth was a secret? These boys act as if they haven't seen them flirt in the hallway.

"I'm... going upstairs. " He scratched his head and walked upstairs, muttering his words. Nanami followed suit because he knew he wouldn't be able to stand the bullshit these boys would start spewing as if a living person belonged to anybody.

Eyes averted from Choso's leaving figure to Getou’s cringing face. He had just come back from his daydream of her warmth, just to be confronted. He had wished to keep their moment special, not necessarily a secret but a special moment between the both of them.

"How is that even possible? I thought she was impossible to lay?" Toji voiced the same thought running through everyone's mind.

He stayed silent not wanting to respond, it didn't even seem like he needed to with how quickly Gojo butted in. Suguru was worried that this would cause some turmoil in their friendship as he knew Satoru had a lust for her and a superiority complex.

But his was much larger, it was way more than just lust. He felt affection towards her, genuine attraction. He expected Satoru to patronise him for it.

"Fuck the fact you got her first- I wanna know, how was it?" He said which shocked most in the room but also intrigued them.

"That guy from her old school who said he fucked her said she's like a starfish." chortled the pink-haired spawn of Satan, Sukuna. Erupting a loud laugh from Toji the room filled with their cackles

Gojo rolled his eyes almost offended that they believed that such a prize like you would actually fuck that nerd using your name for clout. "Be realistic, that dipshit didn't fuck her." He stood up for you.

"Or you mad that he fucked her but you still haven't." retorted Sukuna again earning a guffaw of laughter from Toji. But Toji saw the unamusement in Gojo's eyes and decided to end the matter before it escalated into a fight.

"It's just jokes, jokes. Calm down." He says holding back the chuckles. "But let Geto talk, how ya' had her?"

Geto wanting there to be a fight or distraction so he didn't have to share sighed. He figured one of them would get a remark out of her if he didn't give his own. And he'd rather not have Sukuna and Toji harassing her for his sex life.

"Fuck- I ain't even gonna lie, it was amazing." He started

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His length tirelessly digging inside you the pleasure was immense. You wanted to tell him to stop so bad but at the same time, you wanted him to keep going.

You grabbed his hand that squeezed your ass. "getou- I can't take it." You whined. He began to go slow giving you the breath you need but still making sure the existence of pleasure was there.

He leaned down, pulling your head up with his palm. You felt his hot breath on your ear sending electric shivers through your nerves "you want me to stop, babe?" He husks. You immediately shake your head an aggressive 'no'. Like hell, you wanted all this pleasure to stop.

"please- don't stop." You managed to voice out after unintentionally saying it in your head thrice. "faster, nghh please." you begged.

He laid a gentle kiss on your forehead. A warning of what was to come. He picked up the pace more than before he went deeper, his cock slamming inside grazing your g-stop on the way to the highest point and out. His balls slapping against your clit, his hands moving your ass front and back in to match his rhythm, it made you cry out.

You could barely hear skin slapping over your moans, instinctively you leaned forward reaching to the bed. His hands catching yours and locking them in back you still found a way to lean down onto the bed.

From there you made your trek to the edge of the bed.

Your first try he caught you. "Come here." A simple command any five-year-old could understand. He pulled you back towards him, slamming himself into you.

But you persisted. You tried again this time trying to wiggle your hand out of the lock he had on you. You managed to get hands free but he pulled you back by your waist. "Where you going?"

"Here." He placed his arm in front of you and you knew just what to do with it. You focused your mind and power on biting into his hand to distract you. His other hand dug deep into the roots of your hair and raised your head also raising his arm to ensure you look forward.

"See how good you're taking me... you see fuck- you're so beautiful..." He says those words but he's smashing into you like he hates you.

The dirty talk more like praise and arm biting worked a bit just enough for you two to release. He allowed you to catch your breath and come down from your high. He flipped you over and landed soft kisses all over your chest and torso.

He couldn't stay so vanilla for long as his mouth latched onto one of your nipple and began to play with it in his mouth, from sucking to swirling the hard in his mouth with his tongue.

He wasn't negligent to your other tit too. His hand satisfied it just enough eventually he got greedy and needed a taste for both of them.

Squishing and massaging both breasts together and sucking them at the same time. He loved how it made your back arch but he needed more, something to pry more sounds and taste from you.

His eyes drift the to puffy lips below. He inspected it placing a finger in between the slit and it made you moan and flinch.

You both looked at each other like you he just found your tickle spot. The look you gave him told him 'don't you dare.' but his look said 'I'm gonna'

"What's wrong still a bit sensitive?" His hand raises above your slit, his thumb landing on your clit rubbing circles making you cry out. "But you'd let me get a taste right? Let daddy get a taste..."

He dragged you on the edge and spat on it as lube even tho there was already enough of your cum on your lips, he stuck two fingers in to test how tight you were.

Being as tight as you always were you clenched down on his digits and arched your back closing your legs which he immediately pried open

"Come on, you'd let me taste won't you?" As he said that his head was already so close to your opening.

He thumb on your clit but quickly replaced them with his tongue. He did everything to leak juices out of you from playing with his tongue to sucking it worked.

Your hands basically shampooing his hair with the way you're running your hands through them. Removing all the knots in his hair.

Don't you love when I come around?

Your playlist. You tried to focus on the music playing, it was slower than the original but it was enough to keep up.

His tongue slicked up your folds causing the final lining of restraint to tear down

You immediately released all over you couldn't even have stopped it if you wanted to.

By such a simple act? No, it wasn't just an act. A lot went into that single actionso much clit abuse went into that single sensation

Enough for him to taste you. His greedy mouth eating it all up like he hadn't eaten in days. His thumb rubbed circles on your clit trying to get everything out of you by your arches and heaves.

After he had cleaned you dry that moment of eye contact... nothing more needed to be said your lips connected.

It was a rhythm, a dance. First, your lower lip in between his lips. They would connect feeling each other sucking on them. A pull-a-part then switch of positions, your lips sandwiching his lower lip his head a new angle every time.

A pull away then tongue grazing over the lips intertwined tips and pull away then repeat.

It was like an intermission a moment of rest for your hole to be penetrative again and his dick reloaded with sperm. You both felt when you were ready again and gave a knowing look.

"How about this time, you keep looking at yourself... maybe if you see what is see you know why I want to be with you."

━━━━━━━━━━━━

You were long asleep but Geto still wanted to stay with you a little longer. 'Just a little' he promised himself.' You just felt so warm on his bare skin, and your sleeping figure so vulnerable, who would protect you?

In everything I feel my brain's like na

It's not real, it's not real

But it feels real

Your playlist still played, your phone at his side still repeating faintly the soft sound of the last video played. He still can't believe that after he had moved up and down carrying you from the shower and getting water for you because he believed your legs would hurt.

You had enough energy to grab your phone that was downstairs charging so discretely but when he asked you to simply hand him the empty glass beside you; "Aw, 'guru... my legs hurt."

A simple smile crept on his face. That's why he wants you. And nobody else.

He finally gained the self-control to leave but only after falling asleep, waking up, preparing breakfast for you and leaving a note.

He slid on his clothes and climbed out the window, his mind too busy overthinking if you were okay he didn't even look where he landed

"Shit- the fuck?" A voice vexed barely dodging the man suddenly falling out of the sky

As soon as the man on the floor's eyes adjusted, he couldn't believe them.

"Geto?" He turned hearing his name, he recognised the man on the street.

"Choso? What the hell you doing here?" He questioned him. He abruptly got up dusting himself off.

"Walking my dog! I live around here! What are you doing jumping off roofs." He bit back. Geto didn't respond, Choso's mind wandered what would he doing in this area nobody from school stays here except-

He looked at the house stopped in front of and looked back at Geto, who was already looking at him. The look in both their eyes held a whole conversation.

composer: rezitio ©, artist: Geto suguru, producer: tumblr ™

I got more than 15 stories in my drafts, (not tumblr) two on Kenji sato, more than 10 on jjk men and 2 on characters from Baki

*can't finish what I started sigh*

It was originally based on the song Lemme jump in but then it released and I realised it was different than the full song I only heard the "Come here." And knoew I had to write smth on it bcuz 🤭 the voicee

The next thing I post will most likely be kenji sato twitter link

bye loves x

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Suguru Getou & Kento Nanami

[Chapter 2] Friendly Dinner

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Pairing: Suguru Getou x f!Reader x Kento Nanami

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Suguru tries to come for dinner once a week, but he’s been slacking lately. He comes over in the afternoon but leaves soon afterwards. He apologizes to his princess, telling Sayuri that he’s just so extremely tired and he wants to go home to rest; you don’t doubt it, Suguru does look tired. 

Maybe you’re selfish, but you aren’t exactly upset about it. You know that Suguru is partially leaving to spend more time with his girlfriend but you don’t mind because you don’t want his presence around. He’s been getting on your nerves lately, the last thing you want to do is spend time with him. But of course, since he spends less time with her, he wants her to stay the night at his place more often.

You don’t like having her out of the house, but you understand that it’s his right as her father. You pack her little overnight bag, even though she has her own room at her father’s; Suguru just doesn’t have everything she needs. You agree to go out with Kento after dropping her off, so when you’re at Suguru’s door, he’s eyeing you up and down while you hug your little girl.

“Are you going anywhere?” Suguru asks, brows furrowed as he stares at the little black dress that you have on. He doubts you wore that to work, and he certainly doubts that you’ll be going back home. 

You ignore him, kissing the top of your daughter’s head, “I love you, Sayuri. Please behave.”

“Aren’t you going to answer?” Suguru asks when Sayuri walks into the apartment, you raise a brow and you think about how to respond for a moment. You know he’ll end up upset when he hears the answer, even when Kento isn’t coming into contact with your daughter. He always claims the same thing: Kento is trying to be Sayuri’s father, and it fuels him with rage.

“I’m going out to dinner with Kento.” You answer, and you watch his eyes fill with contempt. He rolls his eyes.

“Like a date or what?” He continues, and you let out a chuckle. He wouldn’t have to know if it was a date, it’s your private life which is none of his concern– Of course, he’d have to know if it’s something more serious but it’s not. Hell, you’re not even going on a date.

“If it was, it’d be none of your concern.” You choose to answer, and you choose to walk away before he can say anything else. You know Suguru won’t chase after you, he doesn’t care enough. Or at the very least, he doesn’t want to upset his girlfriend so he’ll stand back.

“Hey.” Kento stands up from his seat to give you a side hug when he sees you. You take a seat across from him, and he serves you some of the wine from the bottle he ordered. You trust that he got something that you like, so you don’t ask any details about it. You bring the glass up to your lips and take a sip, a smile coming to your face. 

“How are you? Haven’t heard much from you.” You say. A couple of weeks after your daughter’s birthday, Kento finds himself too busy to make plans with the two of you. He goes to work and goes back home, occasionally he calls you to check up on you, but work has been consuming him. Tonight, though, he promised he’d go out with you even if he was on the brink of passing out. Luckily, he feels better than ever.

“Just busy. How about you? How’s Sayuri?” He responds, not wanting to give much details about his boring work life. There’s not much to tell, it’s not like he pays attention to the office gossip, he doesn’t care too much about the drama that goes on in the workplace.

“Sayuri is fine. I dropped her off at Suguru’s, and she’s spending the night there.” You answer. You don’t focus too much on her though, proceeding to talk about your workplace drama– It’s not something that Kento personally is interested in, but he loves to hear yours. He doesn’t necessarily want to know about what’s going on in your workplace, but you sound so excited as you spill all the details. It does sound interesting, but he doesn’t really care that a workplace romance turned into a love triangle with a dash of cheating. He’s wide-eyed when you mention, “He tried to rope me into the drama, pretty much offering to sleep with me.”

“Huh? What did you say?” Kento’s heart speeds up a bit. You’re friends, you’d most certainly tell him if you accepted. He thinks you would at least, he was the first person you called when you found out you were pregnant.

“Obviously no. I don’t want to get involved in that drama– Plus, he isn’t my type.” You answer. It makes another question rise in the man’s mind. A question that he has never really known the answer to. Your dating history has always been rather diverse, and he can’t find the similarity between all the people you’ve been with. He clears his throat, slightly changing the topic.

“What is your type?” He hopes it doesn’t come off as imprudent, and he doesn’t want to give off the wrong sign. He does like you. He likes you a lot, but he doesn’t want those feelings to be clear. He doesn’t think you like him back, and of course, he’s scared of rejection… Who wouldn’t be? Plus, a simple confession could drastically change your relationship, for the better or for worse. He doesn’t want to risk ruining your friendship.

“My type is…” You take a moment to think about it. Do you have a type? You don’t really have a type, at least not looks wise. You just knew that the man that came onto you wasn’t your type. You don’t want to help someone with petty revenge. You end up answering, “Just a man that knows what he wants.”

“So how did you end up with Suguru?” Kento’s joke is lighthearted, and it earns a chuckle from you. He continues speaking, not wanting to keep talking about the type of people you like and whatnot, it’ll feel awkward. “What do you want to eat? Did you decide on something yet?”

“Hmm… Not yet.” You begin to look at the menu, and you’ve come to this restaurant a handful of times, but you’re always so indecisive. You have to put the menu down, jokingly saying, “You can pick for me.”

“Alright.” He takes it seriously though, searching the menu for something that he knows you’ll like. You leave it to him, trusting his judgment. You’d leave your life in Kento’s hands if you could, he’s truly the only person in the world that you blindly trust.

“Speaking of romances and whatnot… Has a woman caught your eye?” You ask, curious about your friend’s love life. It’s rare to hear about him going on dates, and he rarely brings up anything about his love life. Kento chokes on his own saliva, and he takes a sip of his drink to calm down, which sparks your curiosity. “Oh my, are you hiding someone from me?”

“No! I’m not seeing anyone.” He sounds rather defensive. His brows furrow, and he puts down the menu to cross his arms. “And I don’t want to talk about that.”

“Right… Sorry, Nanamin.” You apologize. He continues looking at the menu, and you grab the bottle that rests on the table, serving yourself more wine. You clear your throat before suggesting, “How about you come over after? We can watch a movie, and not one with princesses or talking animals.”

“If I’m being honest, I’ve grown to like Sayuri’s movies.” Kento says, a smile coming to your lips.

“I’ve noticed, trust me. You almost tell her to shut up so you can hear what’s going on, even if it’s your fifth time watching the movie.” You bring up, and he becomes clearly embarrassed when you bring it up. You laugh before reassuring him, “I love the movies too. But you get tired of having the same three on repeat. Luckily the movies are Suguru’s problem tonight.”

“Cheers to that.” Kento says, and you clink your glasses together.

“Hey…” Kento whispers, feeling the weight of your head as it falls on his shoulder. He isn’t sure what to do. He pokes your cheek, but you’re fast asleep. He isn’t going to wake you up, not when he has the strength to pick you up and put you down on the bed.

Luckily, you changed into something more comfortable the moment you got home because he certainly wasn’t going to undress you to put you to bed. He’s a bit offended that you fell asleep during a movie he picked, but he certainly can’t blame you for it. He tried to act intricate with his selection, when in reality he should’ve picked one of the romcoms that he usually watches. The movie you’re watching isn’t even that bad, he’s enjoying it at least.

He lays you down on your bed, and he covers you up with your blanket. Kento smiles, his eyes softening at your sleeping face. He has the softest spot for you, he always has. The man has always had one regret: letting Suguru get to you– He adores Sayuri, she’s easily his favorite person, but he’s watched you struggle so much the past four years, and he knows he could’ve done something to stop Suguru.

He walks back to the living room to turn off the TV and grab his phone before leaving, but he hears a phone ringing. Your own. He grabs it and sees Suguru’s name displayed across the screen. He sighs. He should decline the call, but what if it’s an emergency with Sayuri? He accepts the call, and he puts the phone to his ear, “Hello?”

“Why are you answering the phone?” Suguru’s mind immediately goes to the dirtiest place. He projects himself onto Kento, at least that’s what Kento thinks. Now Kento doesn’t know how he wants to answer. He doesn’t want to tarnish your image or make you feel uncomfortable, but Kento really wants to fuck with Suguru.

“Why do you think?” Kento responds, leaving a lot of room for creativity in Suguru’s mind. Kento clears his throat. “What do you need? She’s sleeping.”

“Sayuri had a nightmare and she refuses to go back to sleep because she needs her mommy.” Suguru says, and Kento hums, walking to the bedroom to wake you up. He ends up saying, “I’ll call you back.”

He hangs up the phone, before his hand goes to your arm. He lightly shakes your body before muttering, “Hey…”

It takes a bit more effort on his part to wake you up. He has to speak louder and shake you a bit more before you finally open your eyes. You’re confused when you see him. You sit up and you ask him, “What’s up, Kento? What happened?”

“Suguru called, Sayuri had a nightmare and wants you.” Kento answers, attempting to hand you the phone. You take it from him, and you look for Suguru’s contact. Your eyes are closing on their own as the phone rings, waiting for Suguru to pick up. When Suguru answers, a yawn leaves your lips.

“Put Sayuri on the phone.” You order, and Suguru walks over to his daughter to give her the phone. You talk her through her nightmare, asking her what it was about, soothing her, telling her that she'll be fine since it was just a bad dream. Kento sits at the edge of your bed as you comfort your daughter, and he stares off into space. A subtle smile comes to his lips, thinking of how you’re such a great mother.

You hang up the phone when Sayuri assures you that she’ll go to bed thanks to you, and you ask, “What happened?”

“You fell asleep watching the very special movie I picked, so I put you to bed.” Kento answers, making you purse your lips together. You shift to get closer to him and then you wrap your arms around him, kissing his cheek before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Sorry for falling asleep during the movie you picked, it was boring.” He chuckles at your honesty. But he appreciates it. He appreciates your embrace for a moment before standing up.

“I loved spending the night with you, but I should get going.” He says, and you follow behind him, walking him to the door. He makes sure he has everything before opening the front door, and before he steps out, he hugs you.

“I hope we can repeat this soon, I can barely have fun without you.” You tell him, and he smiles. You’ve always known the words to use to make him feel special, maybe that’s why he likes you so much. He presses a kiss on your temple before leaving.

It’s the usual way you say goodbye for each other, you don’t notice anything wrong with it; perhaps if you were in Suguru’s shoes, you’d understand why he’s so insistent that Kento likes you.

“Do you have everything you need, Sayuri? Don’t want you to leave anything behind.” Suguru tells his daughter, who keeps looking in the mirror at her hair. Sayuri loves when Kumi does her hair, it was what she was most excited about when she knew she’d be spending the night. Kumi is so gentle with her, and she does fun hairstyles, which pleases Sayuri.

“I think.” She answers, going to her bag to check if she has everything– She doesn’t quite remember everything she needs, but she’ll certainly notice if an important toy she brought isn’t in her bag.

“I’m going to be busy, princess. I can’t rush to your rescue if you leave something important behind.” Suguru says, walking over to her room to check as well. He can’t trust a three-year-old to do everything, especially not Sayuri since she’s so easily distracted. He begins to look around the room, ensuring that everything that’s in there is something he bought for it to stay at his place, but the doorbell rings. He begins to walk to the door, telling Sayuri, “Keep checking.”

He crosses his arms when he opens the door and sees you, you wonder why there’s a frown on his face, but you don’t really ask. He seriously can’t be upset because you spent the night with a friend, can he? “Hi, Suguru. I’m here to pick up my daughter.”

“She’s checking that she has everything.” Suguru informs you, and you’re about to walk inside the apartment to help her out. It’s awkward to just stand outside while being stared down by your ex. But he blocks the entry, and you roll your eyes.

“What is it now? I know Kumi is working so you can let me in.” You respond.

“What did you do with Kento last night?” He asks, and you raise your eyebrows. 

“You can’t be serious…” You scoff. You didn’t do anything with Kento last night, but if you did, it would be none of his concern. He won’t move out of the way until you answer. “Imagine if I asked you what you do with Kumi? That’s so inappropriate. My private life doesn’t concern you.”

“Look, I don’t care how many guys you’re with or whatever you want to do, but I don’t want you to be with Kento.” He says, and you almost laugh at his audacity. 

“I fucked Kento last night, and it’ll happen more, so be ready to take care of Sayuri more often.” You lie simply to anger him, and you watch the anger overtake his expression. He’s about to speak, but he feels a tug on his pants, followed by his little girl’s voice.

“Daddy, I’m ready.” He moves out of the way, and you smile as you see your little girl. You pick her up from the floor and kiss her cheeks.

“How are you, baby?” You ask her, and she tells you about her fun night. You listen attentively, completely ignoring Suguru. You have to cut her off, telling her, “Say goodbye to your daddy, now. We’re leaving.” 

Her tiny arms stretch out, and Suguru picks her up from your arms. She kisses his cheek, and he kisses her forehead. He then tells her, “I love you, baby. I’ll see you soon.”

“I love you, daddy.” She answers. He pouts as he puts her down, but she isn’t as sad as he is when she walks to your side. She definitely has a favorite parent, and it isn’t him. 

You wave at Suguru before walking away with your daughter, leaving him with many words unsaid.

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Rich baby daddy pt. 2 (Sukuna x Reader)

i know i said this was gonna be 2 parts but i'm gonna make it 3, hopefully tmr ill be able to post the final part.

Summary: Things go downhill at the party, revealing secrets you would have never imagined

Warnings: unedited, slight reader x getou in the beginning

Getou had arrived in an all black limousine with tinted windows. It wasn't much of a shock to you considering Getou always went all out for his best friend. He stood outside of the limo, leaning against it and smirking when he saw your outfit. He was dressed in an all black tux, not buttoned up all the way which revealed a white button up shirt underneath, and black dress shoes to go with it.

Sure getou didn't see you as anything more then a friend, however he was still a man at the end of the day and couldn't block out those dirty thoughts he had of you.

The two of you had talked most of the way there and of course you and your best friend were already a little tipsy by the time the two of you arrived. After all there was a nice selection of alcohol in the limo.

You paid attention to the surroundings changing outside, you started in the city then slowly made your way to the suburbs. The houses looked beautiful, from two to the stories, and the giant yards, you could tell the neighborhood you were in was only meant for the successful people. It started to make you feel some type of way, and the liquor in your system wasn't helping at all.

"You really look amazing tonight, y/n" Getou says, giving you a lighthearted smile.

You smirk and raise an eyebrow at him, "Don't tell me youre catching feelings getou" you say jokingly, rolling your eyes.

Getou looks at you for a minute before chuckling, "of course not, after all youre Sukuna's girl and i'm not really in the mood to risk my life just for some pussy"

You roll your eyes again and cross your arms, "oh please just because i had his child doesn't make me his. I'm sure he's been sleeping with other women anyways, not that I care. And on top of that he was too busy to spend time with his family that's the reason why i left him."

"yeah i'm more then aware, you've told me story about 4 times now" Getou says, sipping his drink.

You huff and turn to look out the window. You notice how the houses are slowly fading away and now its mainly mountains. The driver turns down a narrow dirt road, following it up for about 2 minutes before the mansion comes in view.

It was huge and the exterior looked to bricks, all different shades of grey. The curtains inside the house were all pushed to the side, making it so everyone could see what was going on inside. This was the Richardson's manor.

After getting passed the gate, the driver pulls up to the front of the house where a few other cars and limos were parked. The driver parks the car and they get out, talking to one of the staff members.

Getou taps you, making you look over at him with a confused face. He smiles, pouring another shot of tequila for both you and him. Handing it to you he says, "for the road ahead"

This makes you smile. The two of you raise your glasses and clink them together before downing the shot. You shake your head in disgust as the liquor burns your throat. Your best friend on the other hand took his shot smoothly as per usual, making him laugh at you.

The driver comes around, opening the door for you and getou. Getou steps out first then offered you his hand. You take his hand and follow suit, looking up at the beautiful manor in front of you you cant help but stare in awe.

You kept your right arm linked with getou as you were greeted by the head butler, a tall man dressed in a black tailcoat with a white undershirt. He held a napkin around his arm and bowed to the two of you.

"You must be Suguru Getou, and this is..?" The butler questions, raising an eyebrow at you.

"I'm Y/n L/n. Head journalist for Gojo inc." You smile, extending your free hand to the butler. He looks shocked, almost immediately shaking your hand.

"Ah yes, Y/n! You've written the stories about the take down of Toji Fushiguro right?" He asks, actually seeming interesting.

You pull your hand away, "yup that's me!" you reply. Getou is standing there awkwardly before clearing his throat.

"it was nice meeting you ms. L/n. Please enjoy your night." The butler bows his head. Getou leads you through the large open doors, revealing the party inside There were many people from different companies and backgrounds as you expected.

Unnoticed to you, Sukuna was talking to a few business partners in the back near the bar when he seen you walk in. At first he was seriously irritated considering he had definetly told you Not to come. Sukuna had his own business to take care of tonight and he was certain he wouldn't be able to get it done with you here.

You had stuck to getou's arm almost the whole night and it was starting to come to an end. There wasn't much dirt you uncovered on anybody considering you were already tipsy when you got here and you were getting rounds of shots for you and your friend every 30 minutes it seemed.

It also seemed you were too drunk to notice your baby dad angrily sulking on a bar stool, holding his glass of vodka. Sukuna had managed to make some new business partners and also managed to get many looks from potential partner's wives making them iffy on working with him.

You had excused yourself from getou to go get a drink of water, while you were in the process of ordering your drink, suddenly there was shouting. You turn around to see a group of people with masks on entering the premises.

Your eyes widen as you notice the large guns in their hands. Shots are fired and before you can process anything you are tackled over and behind the bar.

You look up seeing your baby dad, his hand was on your shoulder as he pulled out a pistol. You were shocked to say the least. When you two were together you never would have imagined sukuna would wield a weapon. He's a business man not a mafia man, right?

Sukuna never talked to you about things like this but then again when you were together he wouldn't really mention work at all unless you pressed him about it. It's possible Sukuna wasn't the man he claimed to be.

You were extremely frightened, Sukuna seems to notice this looking down at you and smiling softly. "I told you not to come for a reason" He says quietly.

There was a lot of gunfire and shouting in the background, you were sure your eyes were about to pop out of your head. Grabbing onto Sukuna you start to let out a few tears.

"You were so vague about it how was i supposed to know people would be dying?!" you exclaim angrily.

Sukuna rubs your arm before pulling out his phone and quickly typing something. "were gonna be okay. I just need you to follow my lead." He says and you nod your head quickly.

Sukuna peaks around the bar to see what's going on, shooting his own gun a few times. You hear a few grunts and sukuna turns back to you. He quickly throws you over his shoulder before making a run for the back of the house.

The two of you are met by a black Cadillac and sukuna opens the back door before sliding the both of you in. Immediately the SUV pulls off.

You sit there in shock, even surprised to see Getou as the driver, "What the hell is going on?!" You finally exclaim, looking at Ryomen angrily.

Sukuna looks over at you and sighs, "I've been trying to keep you away from this, princess but obviously I can't anymore. You should get Yuji from your parents tomorrow and come stay with me for now."

He takes your hand in his, "There's a lot of explaining to do. I'm gonna take you back to my house for the night."

You not your head in agreement. That would be for the best and after the night you've had you definitely wanted some company.

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[andypantsx3]

Andie send help. I'm a Nanami stan through and through (Or so I thought...) but with the new jjk season and everyone talking about him, I fear my weak heart can't resist Gojo anymore... OTL

So defeated and ashamed I come to you: do you by any chance have any Gojo x reader fic recs?

Thank you ❤️

Lmfaoooo Gojo is inevitable!! I do have a couple Gojo recs off the top of my head although I am certain I am forgetting some. I will try to come back and add more as I remember them!!

First of all I recommend anything by the ult Gojo simp @stellamancer. Niku has several really good ones, some ongoing, and they are all super different premises but all of them perfectly capture Gojo's annoying enigmatic-ness. Niku also has this really heartfelt style of storytelling; you will eat her fics up with a spoon.

For me, @petrichorium's usurper!Gojo series was like the gateway into Gojo simpery. This is one of my fave series ever, and again Pluvi captures his character so well, he's so dangerous and cocky and yet so soft and careful with the things he really cares about. I want to lick his boots. :/ (Total perfection.)

I recently reblogged @lorelune's fic dawn instinct and I cannot recommend enough. It's purportedly smut but Lore does like insane levels of character work throughout and it's so completely, masterfully executed. I haven't read all their other stuff yet but I added like everything to my TBR, they're so good.

I also recently reblogged @mintmatcha's vignettes in cerulean and hoooly shit. It's short but it's so impactful. Mint's writing is somehow very focused and cerebral and I found myself thinking about this one for days and days after. I think it will stick with you too.

I also have to recommend @yeowchies' whet your appetite fic too. This one literally gave me butterflies. Gojo is so fucking sexy and obnoxious here and I wanted to climb into the fic and beat his ass!! You will love love love his characterization here.

And no Gojo list would be complete without @hawnks's first law of motion!! Mint is one of the most reliable writers in our niche and one thing I love about her fics is how the love interest usually falls fast, and soooo hard! If you want to feel loved and cared for, read this. This one is lengthier too so you will have plenty to simp over!!

Also I haven't read it yet but @seoafin's rip 2 my youth is on my TBR!! It's a Gojo x Reader x Getou fic, and it looks so fucking good. I have seen multiple people dissolving into puddles over this fic, so you know it has to be good. I'm so excited!!

I also haven't read this one yet but I have @shibaraki's the white rabbit on my TBR too!! Monty has the most creative concepts in this entire niche and this one features courtesan Gojo and I am certain it is gonna be both nuanced and sexy as hell hehehe.

Lastly, this isn't an x Reader, but if you are willing to read Gojo x canon characters, I'm absolutely obsessed with this gojohime writer on ao3 called unpetitlapin. Her Gojo is unbearably obnoxious but so good and flawed and so multidimensional kjsfjshdkfjshdkgl. I love it.

Anyway that's what I can think of for now, although I am certain there are ones from earlier in 2022-2021 that I will need to track down and add here. But in the meantime, happy reading!!

[selfloverrrrrr]

Helloooo, just saw the spicy noncon thing may i please request something like gojo being flatmates with reader but like secretely obsessed, and one day he hears her getting off in her room when he comes back earlier than usual (maybe with getou? tagging along) and he can hear her, but then hears her moaning another mans name and he loses it so he decides to show her who she belongs to 👀👀

Pretty please? 🥺

It's not him... it's Me~

Warning: smut, heavy smut, noncon, unprotected sex, age gap, drugging, beating, kidnapping.....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

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Gojo Satoru. He's my flatmate. We're good friends. Yeah just friends. But who knew he didn't think of us as friends. He never did. I didn't know that. Nobody did. Because he never told anyone about his fantasies. He kept it secret. He kept it secret that he liked me. He kept it secret that he was obsessed with me. He kept it secret that he stalked me all time. He kept it secret that he pleases himself at every night in his room.

One night Gojo was coming back from somewhere. He was walking through the corridor going towards his room. Then he saw my boyfriend entering my room. Something flow in his heart. He didn't knew I had a boyfriend. ' he better not get too close to her' he thought before entering his room and locked the door.

Even after one hour when he saw my boyfriend didn't came out of my room. He turned on his laptop to see the live CCTV footage. Yes he fit the CCTV camera 2 or 3 days ago. The thing he saw made him squeez his plam tightly. My boyfriend Geto pressed his lips on mine. Kissing me passionately. Our tongue going on a rhythm. He bring me towards the bed. We both fall on the bed. My back pressed against the mattress and he was on top of me. He slowly took off my top. We were still kissing. Our kiss didn't broke.

But what we didn't know was someone was watching us. Watching us from the camera which that someone fixed in my room and watching us from his room. Gojo's blood was boiling at the sight in his laptop. His rage was making him want to burn the whole world.

Geto grabbed my boob and started squeezing it and I moaned in the kiss. Hearing my moan Geto stopped the kiss and crashed his mouth on my breast. I moaned out loudly. He started sucking on my breast roughly. The more I moan the more roughly he sucks and  squeeze on my breasts.

After a while he let go off my breast. I was breathing heavily. He started undressing himself. He took off his shirt and pant. He was now only wearing his boxers. I can see the outline of his bulge through his boxers. Then he took off it. His big dick sprang out.

His hand reached for my pantie and he ripped it off. He looked at my pussy and smirked. On the other side Gojo gasped at the sight of my pussy. "Fuck ... You look sexy every time I watch you" Gojo whispered to himself. Geto crashed his mouth on it, sucking on it roughly. I moaned so loudly. He pulled back and lined himself with me. Seeing it Gojo quickly took off his pant and started stroking himself. Geto slammed his whole length in one slide without any warning."Getoooooo" I scremed his name and grabbed his back."oh my fucking god god god god god god......ahhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned out feeling my warm wet walls around him.

He started thursting in and out. Gojo's pace became faster as he saw Geto being faster. Geto was thursting hard from the first thurst. It was like he really need release. "Oh god....ahhhhhhhhhh....it ahh...it feels so g-good.....ahhhhhh...my god it does feel so good. You so wet and warm. Oh my goddddd....ahhhh so tight.....I can't believe it's really happening...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" Geto moaned out loudly.

"f-f-faster ahhhhh" I moaned. Geto's thurst became faster.we both were a moaning mess at the same time. My nails were digging on his back. With a few more thurst we both came at the same time. on the other side Gojo came at the same time.

Later that night Geto went to his home. I gave him a good bye kiss and locked the door. It was almost 9pm. My phone started ringing. "Why is Gojo calling me this time?" I said and picked up the call.

Me: hello

Gojo: umm..hey y/n... what you doing?

Me: nothing much thinking about having some snacks...you?

Gojo: I'm..uh actually... I was trying to make a cake...idk what but I think I have done something wrong... If you don't mind... can you please come here and help me?

Me: oh... yeah sure... I'm coming sir~

The call ended.

After I went to his room. I he gave me some juice to drink. Then I helped him with the cake. "There you go..." I said with a smile. My head was paining a little bit. But I ignored it. "Yeah thanks... I never did that before actually" Gojo said with a laugh. Suddenly I was seeing colours and circles everywhere." Anything wrong?" He asked. ' I-I.... d-don't know.... I... can't see any... thing properly." I replied him. " let's go to your room " he said and helped to go to my room and locked the door.

" T-T-Thank you..." I thanked him. He went to the kitchen grabbed a glass of water and give it to me. I drink it and spash some water in my face. I can see properly now but my body was still weak.

Suddenly I felt his hand on my thigh. I looked at him." You feeling good?" He said smirking. His hand started going upwards. My eyes widened." W-what are you doing," I spoke. " Nothing.... just completing my work" he replied. I was sitting on my bed. I started going backwards."w-what work?" I asked. " The work I started ~" he replied crawling towards me."w-what" I spoke." I put drug in your drink,y/n ~... And you drink it without any questions" he replied. My eyes widened. "W-wait... w-what.... why" I spoke. " Because you're so fucking sexy, I can't do anything, you are mine...not that mf's who you called your boyfriend...you are meant to be mine I just fucking want you and your that little pussy wrapped around my dick not some one else's.... and now I want to make mine" he replied in a devilish tone.

with that he pressed his lips on mine. His kiss was so rough. He started undressing me. I tried to push him away but he was too strong.

He grabbed my boob and started squeezing it and I moaned in the kiss. Hearing my moan Gojo stopped the kiss and crashed his mouth on my breast. I moaned out loudly. He started sucking on my breast roughly. The more I moan the more roughly he sucks and  squeeze on my breasts."G-Gojo please stop... I'm begging you please stop...I promise you I wouldn't tell anyone about this please stop" I begged. "I don't care about anyone but you....no one can stop me. I'm not even sceared of anyone.." He replied with a smirk.

After a while he let go off my breast. I was breathing heavily. He started undressing himself. He took off his shirt and pant. He was now only wearing his boxers. I can see the outline of his bulge through his boxers and there was a wet spot where the tip of his dick touched his boxer. Fear grabbed me by my neck.

His hand reached for my pantie and he ripped it off. He looked at my pussy hungrily. He parted my pussy lips with his fingers and crashed his mouth on it, sucking on it roughly. I moaned so loudly. I tried to push him away by pulling his hair but nothing nothing nothing. He just continued his work. He pulled back and lined himself with me."please please please no no no" I cried. "Shhh....this is the main fun part" he whispered and slammed his whole length in one slide without any warning."G-Gojo ....ahhhh" I scremed and grabbed his back."oh my fucking god god god god god god......ahhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned out feeling my warm wet walls around him.

His thurst became harder and harder. I was an moaning and crying mess."you are so fucking...ahhh .... tight" he moaned out. With a few more thurst I came. dig my nails on his back. Feeling my warm wall clenching around him he came within a minute. I was already fainted.

" you better tell your boyfriend to stay away from you before I fucking kill him" he whispered while stroking my hair with his fingers.

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All of the Fic Recs I Have Received, PT. 2

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SATOSUGU

tomorrows, and tomorrows by GibbousLunation

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: Major Character Death

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)

Relationship: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Ieiri Shoko

Additional Tags: Angst, Canonical Character Death, inherent tragedy of loving someone doomed by the narrative, Time Loop, Technically more time travel than a loop but, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Character Study, Gojo Satoru-centric, chapter 236 spoilers

Language: English

Stats: Published: 2023-12-18 Words: 12,576 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 9 Kudos: 128 Bookmarks: 35 Hits: 1,408

Summary:

He’s supposed to end his tomorrows like this, in the dank dark ruins, with his best friend thinking he hates him. He’s supposed to hate him.

He crouches down. He knows what he’s supposed to say.

“Come with me,” he says instead, and it changes everything.

you are my eyes, i don’t need them tonight (cut ‘em out, cut ‘em out) by soitiswritten (hazyamethyst)

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)

Relationship: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru

Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Romance, Kissing, finding comfort in your one and only: the fic, Headaches & Migraines, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Gojo Satoru, Touch-Starved Gojo Satoru, Soft Gojo Satoru, gojo and geto reflect on gojo’s power, gojo is hurt but geto helps, gojo’s true cause of death: close proximity to geto, he really has SO many thoughts on the matter, First Time, Frottage, Bottom Gojo Satoru, Top Getou Suguru, Misuse of Curses, it’s all quite tender (not PWP)+ a tiny bit of angst because it /is/ sg² hey, set sometime after the star plasma vessel arc but it’s vague at best

Language: English

Series: Part 1 of moonbow

Stats: Published: 2024-01-29 Words: 6,086 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 8 Kudos: 107 Bookmarks: 18 Hits: 2,627

Summary:

His one and only, the half of his soul, how could it ever inspire shame? Inspire a need for space, averted eyes, inspire wrongness? He wasn't inadequate, not the status or the body parts, not his technique or strength. He was exactly fitting against him, was summer nights and starlit skies and the fresh mountain breeze. Satoru had no need for anyone else's approval, had no care for repercussions, as long as they got to keep each other exactly how they needed, he was set for life.

— or, a glimpse into Gojo Satoru's many, many feelings regarding Geto Suguru.

when it's over, you're the start (you're my head, you're my heart) by soitiswritten (hazyamethyst)

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)

Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi & Gojo Satoru

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji, Kugisaki Nobara

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Canonical Character Death, Angst, Heavy Angst, Grief/Mourning, tons of yearning, gojo reflects on the past and what he perceives as his mistakes, heart-to-heart with megumi (he snuck his way into this fic even before jjk251), Soft Gojo Satoru, Hurt Gojo Satoru, set after suguru's death but before shibuya, rating is due to some graphic descriptions of blood and violence, also featuring slightly dark gojo satoru

Language: English

Series: Part 2 of moonbow

Stats: Published: 2024-03-09 Words: 5,790 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 4 Kudos: 55 Bookmarks: 6 Hits: 858

Summary:

Today is no exception. His students peer up at him from their desks and he stifles the need to mimic their constipated, caught-in-the-middle-of-some-wrongdoing expressions. He’d normally engage but, for the time being, he let it go.

— or, Gojo Satoru's behavior turns strange on a certain date.

Even for you, there is a tomorrow by CharmPoint

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)

Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru & Hasaba Mimiko & Hasaba Nanako

Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Hasaba Mimiko, Hasaba Nanako, Fushiguro Megumi, Fushiguro Tsumiki

Additional Tags: Fix It, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, suguru's mental health and genocide problems, Found Family, happy end i prommy, gojo clan politics, Teacher Getou Suguru

Language: English

Stats: Published: 2023-12-31 Updated: 2024-06-30 Words: 31,928 Chapters: 8/13 Comments: 174 Kudos: 343 Bookmarks: 55 Hits: 5,402

Summary:

At the last possible second, Suguru stops himself from killing the villagers that had trapped the two little sorcerer girls. He calls Satoru instead. He brings them back to the school. He tries to continue his life.

But with the dark thoughts still swirling around his head and Satoru unable to admit that Suguru could ever do what he had almost done, will he be able to heal or will he end up walking down the same bloody road always predestined for him?

This Man is Human Too by SassyCephalopod

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)

Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru & Gojo Satoru

Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Pining, Mutual Pining, Christmas Eve, Angst and Feels, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Gojo Satoru Needs a Hug, sugusato tapdancing on the line between friendship and being excruciatingly in love

Language: English

Stats: Published: 2024-01-09 Words: 1,548 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 3 Kudos: 60 Bookmarks: 10 Hits: 359

Summary:

Avert not your eyes - this man is human too: According to the main clan elders’ orders, if he ever saw Geto Suguru again, he would have to kill him. So Satoru, with his Six Eyes, with all his power and perception, never looked when it mattered.

authors:

SableGear0

Syriala

ITAFUSHI

Ballad of a Private Schooled Boy by ThroneofMist

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)

Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi & Gojo Satoru

Characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji, Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Zenin Maki, Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Ieiri Shoko, Yaga Masamichi, Jujutsu Kaisen Ensemble, Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, First Meetings, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Yuji never eats that stupid fucking finger, he's living his best himbo life, Fushiguro Megumi is Whipped, Megumi falls first, also falls stupidly hard, he wants his jock bf so bad, Parental Gojo Satoru, Kugisaki Nobara is a Good Friend, Minor Relationships, Fushiguro Megumi & Itadori Yuuji & Kugisaki Nobara Friendship, Megumi trying to pretend he's normal is crazy hard for him, he totally goes to a religious private school, We'll tag as we go, Angst, but because Megumi is a teenage boy, and less of the regular scheduled jjk angst, started exclusively as a itafushi fic, now we're deep into the Fushiguro Megumi character study, Choso looks after Yuuji arc, Gojo and Megumi need to use their words, they're both trying to say the same thing to each other and that thing is that THEY LOVE EACH OTHER, Megumi is so Olivia Rodrgio's Guts coded, no further questions at this point your honour, Yuuji point of view would be the Lover album inspired obviously, The plot of this fic has my readers just as stressed as Megumi lmao, Happy Ending

Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Godforsaken Adolescent

Stats: Published: 2023-10-18 Completed: 2024-06-14 Words: 146,620 Chapters: 15/15 Comments: 594 Kudos: 1,890 Bookmarks: 427 Hits: 46,196

Summary:

Fushiguro Megumi has pretty much accepted that his life isn't normal. Never has been, never will be. And he's fine with that. He can work with that.

But then he meets a boy who cannot see curses at all, but has the prettiest smile he's ever seen, and that makes Megumi think that maybe there's more to life than Jujutsu.

only human by cabins

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)

Relationship: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji

Characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji

Additional Tags: Love Confessions, Light Angst, Pining, Dorks in Love, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, inspired by 'we fell in love in October' by girl in red, they're awkward teens who are bad at feelings, Megumi thinks too much for his own good, Canon Compliant, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian, 中文翻译 | Translation in Chinese

Language: English

Collections: stories that touched me, Comfort Fics ミ✭, Pieces that I'll hold close to my heart, scrumdiddlyumptious

Stats: Published: 2021-03-11 Words: 2,102 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 217 Kudos: 5,100 Bookmarks: 935 Hits: 39,673

Summary:

“Fushiguro,” Itadori’s voice pulls him from his thoughts. He glances to his right and locks eyes with the other boy as he tugs the blanket draped over his shoulders closer. They’re sat together on the grass outside their dorms having snuck out long after curfew.

“What do you want to do after you graduate?���

PT. 1 | PT. 3

[matchainthemorning]

I was thinking about my favorite jjk men. Who's your top 5? ( I guess from a fanfic reader perspective)

I was just thinking that Getou is like super popular and all but he is hard for me to understand. Like what does this man even like? What gets him going? Besides Gojo that is. ( and if with we forget about the monkey business )

1) Sukuna, I'll worship him. No issue. I sign up for this. I'll do anything to ear that man's voice ( jp one). and HE HAS 4 ARMS. key selling feature.

2) Toji, I'll call him daddy. Of course. Duh. Yeah he is a little scary but I can deal. its a thrill.

3) With Gojo, we can be playful. It's fun. Hot and fun. the man looks like a goddamn god.

4)Nanami, I'll be a good girl/bad girl. Whatever he's in for. I'll be his assistant, secretary... it's all good. As long as he grabs my hair im good. We all know he is secretly freaky.

5) But Getou???? I don't know what to do haha That man is just too cool for me. I wouldn't know what to do with him haha. He is just too beautiful and cool.... WHAT DO YOU DO?!

What do you do when he looks at you with his kitsune eyes and his enigmatic smile?! I would just giggle like an idiot and then freak out, thinking that he must find me dumb.... probably.

just can't read that man... it would drive me nuts.

SUGURU GIRLIES TELL ME WHAT DO YOU DO ABOUT THIS MAN?!

[shewasverynice]

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)  MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS

Rating: Explicit 

Major Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con 

Content Warnings: Dubious Consent, Prostitution, Drug Use, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Blood and Violence

Categories: F/M, Multi, F/F 

Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Original Female Character(s), Nanami Kento/Original Female Character(s), Getou Suguru/Original Female Character(s), Ieiri Shoko & Iori Utahime 

Major Characters: Original Characters, Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Nanami Kento, Okkotsu Yuuta, Toudou Aoi, Zenin Naobito, Zenin Jinichi, Zenin, Zenin Ougi, Fushiguro Megumi, Kamo Clan, Nitta Akari, Inumaki Toge, Ieiri Shoko, Iori Utahime, Kusakabe Atsuya, Muta Kokichi, Itadori Yuuji, Hakari Kinji

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Chapter 2 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

In the heart of the city, where the neon lights flicker like stars against the canvas of the night, there lurked a man, his mind lost in the labyrinth of hallucination. A soul tangled in the web of his own unraveling sanity. As the man stumbled down the alleys, the shadows morphed into twisted figures, dancing to the rhythm of his fractured mind.

Faces contorted into grotesque masks, whispering secrets that only he can hear. He tried to shake off the hallucinations, but they clung to him like a shroud. In the dimly lit corners, monstrous silhouettes lurked, their eyes gleaming with malevolence. His heart raced as he quickened his pace, each step echoing against the pavement like a drumbeat of impending doom.

Suddenly, from the depths of the darkness, a figure clad in crimson emerged, a demon's mask obscuring half his face. The hallucinating man's breath caught in his throat as he met the gaze of those fiery eyes, burning with an otherworldly intensity. With a swift motion, the red-masked man lunged forward, his hand striking the man's temple with a force that sent him spiraling into oblivion. As his consciousness faded, the neon lights blurred into a kaleidoscope of colors, and the man was consumed by the void.

━─┉┈◈❖◈┈┉─━

Geto confidently walked down the corridor of their headquarters, casually placing his hands in his pockets and humming a tune. His mask swung loosely around his neck, while his partially unbuttoned crimson shirt added to his signature style. As he reached the corner, he lightly tapped on Yaga's office door with the back of his hand, patiently anticipating Yaga's gruff response.

"Enter." Yaga grunted, just as expected.

"Morning, boss." Geto said with an easy smile on his lips, "I ran into something interesting last night. I wanted to get your thoughts before I move on my own plan."

"Alright." Yaga answered, tapping his cigarette in the ashtray in front of him, "Tell me."

Geto pulled over a rolling chair and sat down, "On my patrol I ran into a man severely intoxicated. I assumed at first he had just overdone it, but the smell coming off of him was like pure cursed blood. And on top of that, he had little small curses dripping out from behind him. Tiny things, but lots of them like little sweat drops."

He spun his hand with a dramatic gesture, causing a collection of tiny curses to materialize on Yaga's desk. These curses were no larger than a thumb and promptly joined hands as they gathered. Yaga arched an eyebrow, observing the miniature curses as they proceeded to stroll hand-in-hand in a small circle on his desk.

"So you're suggesting whatever he was on was making this happen?" Yaga asked as Geto scooped the curses back up.

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting." Geto nodded, "It seems to have an effect somewhat like acid. He was most certainly hallucinating when I saw him, although he wasn't enjoying it."

"So what is your plan going forward?" Yaga asked, tapping his cigarette once again.

"I plan to bring him down to Tenjiku. The girls have a doctor there who can probably figure it out." Geto said, sitting back in his chair, "That is, unless you'd rather I keep it quiet for now."

"Let's keep it quiet while also investigating." Yaga said, "Take him there. Deal with Rin or Sarah only on this matter. Keep it from the other girls for now."

"Understood." Geto nodded, standing up, "I'll report in after I get some information."

After that, Geto exited the office and made his way through the numerous hallways within their headquarters. Resembling a traditional Japanese residence, the interior was predominantly made of wood and featured shogi screens, contrasting with the cold concrete exterior. The neutral tones were occasionally complemented by vibrant hues from the scrolls adorning the walls, giving the place a touch of understated sophistication.

"Fuck outta here, bitch!" Gojo's voice interrupted Geto's train of thought as a young woman hurriedly made her way down the hallway. Her attire was disheveled, with her dress only partially zipped up, as she hastily headed towards the exit, closely followed by Gojo. He was without a shirt, his pants barely fastened enough to stay in place, and he clutched onto his t-shirt tightly, his knuckles turning white. Geto entered the hallway with a sigh, raising his hand.

"I told you to get out last night!" He shouted after her, stopping against Geto's arm, "Fuck off! You ain't special!"

"Enough, Satoru." Geto sighed, "She's already leaving."

"Can you believe that?" Gojo grunted, wiping off the corner of his lips with his thumb, "She actually had the balls to stay here last night."

"Yeah?" Geto chuckled, "Brave girl." He hesitated for a moment, tilting his head to admire her figure as she dashed out the front door, "Was she any good?"

"Eh." Satoru grinned, "I've had better."

"Well," Geto turned down the hall towards his original destination, "In any case, I've got something to do today."

"Going to Tenjiku, by any chance?" Gojo asked, pulling his t-shirt on over his head, "I think I left my sunglasses there last night. I need 'em back."

"You have other pairs." Geto said as he walked down the hall, "I'll ask, but I'm sure it's not a problem right?"

"Ah, yeah." Gojo shrugged, "Right. Yeah, I've got others." He ran his hand back through his hair, watching as Geto slid open the door to the stairs before he wandered back to his room.

Going down the stairs to the basement, Geto turned on the light switch. The fluorescent lights buzzed to life, the sound of electricity bouncing off the cement walls. Walking past the steel cells, he entered the interrogation room where the man he had captured the previous night was still unconscious, tied to a metal chair.

Pulling out his phone, he tapped a contact and sent a voice message. "Inumaki, could you come downstairs and help me with a guest?"

Geto got to work, releasing the man from his restraints and grabbing additional sedatives. After filling a syringe, he sealed it and tucked it into his blazer pocket as a precaution. Returning to the man, he nudged his shoe to partially awaken him from his daze. 

"Are you awake?" Geto inquired, bending over to open the man's eyelids and peer into his unfocused eyes, "Are you alert enough to listen to me?"

The man gave a lazy nod, his head tilting to the side. His mouth was agape, with saliva trickling down onto his dress shirt. Looking back, Geto considered that he might have gone too far with the sedatives. However, considering how the man had been spewing curses non-stop, it felt like the right decision at that moment. Even if he had passed away, it would have been preferable to more curses emerging.

"Good!" Geto smiled, patting the man's cheek as he stood again. 

While Geto searched through the man's pockets, Inumaki entered the room. Despite his small stature, Inumaki's purple eyes exuded a menacing aura. His black mask, resembling an Oni but with a muzzle, was firmly fastened to his face with metal clasps. Due to his cursed speech abilities, he was deemed particularly hazardous, hence the added security of his mask.

Inumaki greeted his superior by raising his hand, to which Suguru responded in kind. Gesturing towards the man, Suguru requested, "Can you use your technique to make him follow me?"

Inumaki gave a silent nod as he removed his mask. His tongue briefly stuck out, displaying the round tattoo on it. Stepping closer, he leaned in and softly uttered, "Follow him," making sure only the man sitting nearby could hear.

Rising from his seat, the man obeyed without question, getting in line behind Geto. Inumaki gave Geto a thumbs up as he replaced the mask on his face. Geto nodded, "Thanks. I appreciate it."

"Come with me to Tenjiku." Geto said after a moment, "I may need you again." 

Inumaki nodded, making the signs for, "Should we bring others?"

"Not this time." Suguru shook his head, "I'll trust that you can keep this quiet for now." He chuckled a little at his own joke, then moved past Inumaki towards the hallway with the cells.

They made it back up to the highest level, and then they stepped outside onto the bustling streets. Geto quickly secured his mask, the bright red paint reflecting the sunlight. The man obediently trailed behind, with Inumaki's technique occupying his thoughts as they confidently walked through the busy streets.

Two sorcerers was enough for people to clear a path on their own, but only very specific sorcerers chose to fashion their masks like Oni. Averting their gazes, the locals knew not to get too close and any outsiders stared with curiosity. It was clear they were not a pair to be trifled with, especially not when a non-sorcerer trailed behind them in some kind of stupor.

"Inumaki," Geto said thoughtfully, glancing at the young man, "You've been with us for about a year now, correct?"

Inumaki nodded.

"How old are you?" Geto asked.

"Seventeen, sir." Inumaki signed.

Geto looked the young man over. Lovely sharp purple eyes. A decent face under that mop of gray hair and he was in great shape even if he was short. Geto nodded before he smiled a sly cat-like smile.

"Have we taken you to Tenjiku yet?" He asked, "Because I think you just turned eighteen."

Inumaki's cheeks flushed a little and Geto laughed, "Don't worry. They don't bite unless you ask them too."

As they made their way up the grand entrance, climbing the marble stairs and passing through the hall, the two individuals escorted their prisoner to the front desk. Geto greeted the hostess with a smile, causing her to giggle and playfully twirl her finger in her hair. Before turning his attention to Inumaki, he winked mischievously.

"Hey," his voice was low, almost a purr, "I need to speak with either Rin or Sarah if you wouldn't mind finding them for me. I'm going to take this young man to meet with some of the girls, so we'll be on the floor."

She nodded, "Yes, sir. Of course." She giggled again, "Go right ahead."

Inumaki cleared his throat, awkwardly following Geto. The older man looked back with an easy smile, "Relax, you'll be just fine. We'll find you a girl that likes inexperienced ones."

"Geto." A voice grumbled, and Geto's smile faltered as he spotted Utahime approaching.

Dressed in her typical tailored suit, her sleek dark hair was neatly pulled back keeping her classic Japanese beauty on display. Leading the bars and hostesses, she set the standard for the other non-pleasure based staff to follow. Standing confidently in front of Geto, she exuded authority with her hands on her hips.

"Is this kid even old enough to be here?" She asked, "There are rules, ya know."

"He just turned eighteen last week, right?" Geto asked playfully, giving a nudge to the young man. Swiftly, he wrapped his arm around Utahime's waist and guided her towards the bar. "Why don't you fill me in on your day? I wouldn't mind trying one of those unique drinks you've been concocting. What was the name of the last one you had me taste?"

Inumaki found himself alone suddenly, uncertain of the appropriate course of action. A moment of hesitation was all he got before he resolved to trail after Geto, only to encounter an unexpected interruption from a gathering of elegant women. Their discerning gazes meticulously scrutinized him, while their lips, adorned with a delicate touch of artistry, gracefully uttered words of admiration and curiosity. A profound blush tinged his cheeks, as their collective excitement resonated through the air, compelling him to succumb to their enchantment. With a harmonious chorus of delight, they gently guided him away from the grandeur of the atrium, into a realm of unknown allure.

"You're such an ass." Utahime grunted, swatting Geto's arm off of her. With a sigh, she led him to the bar and watched the non-sorcerer wobble after him. "Who's the stiff?" 

"Oh, no he's still alive." Suguru answered, waving his hand, "I'm coming to have Shoko check him out."

"Really?" Utahime asked, looking the man over, "Shit, he's really fucked up. Why do you need to see Shoko?"

"Can't talk about it for now." Suguru said, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, "I'm sure you'll find out later. Shoko tells you everything."

"She'd better." Utahime grumbled as she mixed him a drink, then shifted her gaze back to Geto, "Anything interesting going on that you care to share?"

"Ah, no. Nothing that I'd care to share with the biggest gossip." Geto chuckled, Utahime clicking her tongue. 

"Well, then who are you waiting on?" She asked, pouring the drink into a crystal glass and sliding it over to him, "I think the only one of the big three that's in today is Rin and she--"

Geto coughed into his drink for a moment then cleared his throat. "Sarah isn't here today?" He asked.

"She had a job from the Zen'in today." Utahime shrugged, "Something hush hush apparently, but she'll be gone until tomorrow morning."

"Damn." Suguru sighed, "What about Boe?"

"She's out scouting a new camp." Utahime shrugged, leaning on the bar with one hand, "Curses are congregating in one spot again so she's gonna either clear it or make some kind of truce."

"So only Rin is here to--"

"Geto." Rin said, her heels clicking on the tile as she approached, "What can I do for you today?"

Geto smiled, turning to face Rin. "Well, good to see you too." He chuckled, "I just haven't seen you since we had that wonderful meeting two weeks ago."

"Right." She nodded, her expression partially hidden by her mask, "Of course. Well, it has been lovely."

Geto rolled his eyes, "Alright, fine." He stood up straight, "I need to see Shoko."

"Is it an emergency?" Rin asked, "I can't guarantee that Shoko has time to see you."

"Depends on what you'd call an emergency." Geto said with a small shrug, "So, how about we talk in private?"

"Ah." Rin nodded in understanding, "Follow me then, please."

They walked through the atrium together once more, climbing the black marble steps. Geto decided to keep his hands in his pockets this time, saving his charming looks and playful smiles for the ladies for later. With Rin by his side, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. 

She extended her hand towards the brass handle of the main office door, but before she could grasp it, Geto beat her to it and pulled it open. He then stepped aside, giving a slight bow with a smile. Despite his polite gesture, she simply glanced ahead and walked past him. No words were exchanged, but he already understood that his actions would go unappreciated.

"Explain yourself." Rin said calmly, letting her fingertips trace across the wood of the large desk, "Shoko is a very busy woman. Why should she take the time to help out Yaga's group specifically?"

That's why he preferred to work with Sarah. Rin understood the delicate balance of Tenjiku very well. She couldn't just let him do whatever he wanted, and she wouldn't relent easily no matter how much he toyed with her. Although Sarah would have questioned him, she would have been quick to agree if he irritated her enough. Rin, on the other hand, seemed to take pleasure in making him uncomfortable.

"In this particular case," Geto explained, "This man seems to be secreting tiny curses from his body. He was under the influence of some kind of drug last night which is what I assume the curses are originating from."

Rin shifted the hefty leather chair, smoothing out her skirts as she settled down elegantly. Opening a drawer, she placed a notepad and a particular pen on the desk. Jotting down his words, she then looked back up at him. 

"Is this man still alive?" She asked, looking at the man in question as he swayed gently behind Geto.

"He is." Geto nodded, "Heavily sedated and under a cursed technique, but very alive."

Finishing her note, she capped the pen once again and lifted up the pad of paper. Waving her hand over it, the words faded from view and she gently placed it back on the desk once more. 

"Are we assuming this is some new type of synthetic?" Rin asked, "I remember we had a similar situation last time a new drug was circulating."

"Probably?" Geto said with a shrug, "To me, it looked as if he was hallucinating and his body was sweating more than it likely should have."

"Was he alone?" She stood again, her eyes flicking up to his momentarily before down to the notepad again.

"Yes." Geto answered with a nod, "Although if he did have any companions he'd long since lost them when he was trying to escape the hallucinations."

They paused a moment as writing began to appear on the notepad in front of her. "Alright. She's agreed. Please follow me." Rin said as she approached the back wall of the office.

Geto politely turned his head away as she gently rested her hand on the wall, tracing a delicate pattern on the vibrant red wood. As soon as the door slid open, she discreetly cleared her throat before confidently descending into the hidden passage. He quietly followed suit along with his captive, his eyes gradually adapting to the darkness that enveloped them as the door silently slid shut.

Into a large sterile room, his nostrils were immediately assailed by the smell of cleaning supplies and alcohol. A row of large metal tables sat empty in the center of the room, a rolling table beside one of them mercifully empty for now. Steel cabinets lined the walls and shelves of liquids in mysterious jars and a single solitary door that simply read, "Do Not Enter".

Shoko emerged from the doorway, clad in her typical lab coat layered over a cozy sweater and trousers. The dark circles under her eyes were a constant reminder of her never-ending workload. With a cigarette perched between her lips, she observed Geto and his companion with a hint of curiosity in her brown eyes.

"This the guy?" Shoko said, walking up to the man. Her hand gripped his chin, turning his head side to side as she looked him over, "He's absolutely blasted on sedatives. You could have killed him, idiot."

"Well, I wasn't exactly sure how much to use." Geto said with an uncaring scoff, "He's not dead, so it's alright."

"It's difficult to examine someone this messed up." She grumbled, "His body is all kinds of screwed up." 

"Well, just do your best I guess." He said with a lazy wave of dismissal, "I'll come back when you're done."

Shoko rolled her eyes, "Right. Sure." 

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Nanami took a deep breath, inhaling through his nose to clear his mind. Gripping his dull sword tightly, he swung open the metal gate before him and confidently entered the compound. His brows were knitted together in deep concentration, his gaze fixed firmly on his objective. This mission was one he was determined to complete without leaving a single person alive, except for his intended targets.

As he walked forward, a man yelled about unwelcome intruders as he appeared from behind a corner. Completely disregarded, his body was sliced in an instant by Nanami's sword, glowing with cursed energy. Blood sprayed like a paint on the ground as Nanami made his way to the front door without even a second glance.

As he walked through the hallways and chambers, there wasn't a soul left breathing. It didn't matter if they were men, women, humans, or even cursed beings. None of them could claim innocence. Despite their feeble attempts at justifying their actions, they were mercilessly slain and left to suffocate on their own blood.

He angrily marched through the spacious lab, passing by the chilling examination tables. The room was filled with gruesome evidence of cruelty. Jars containing organs, eyes, and tongues displayed on the wall like macabre decorations, all meticulously clean and spotless. Poorly drawn diagrams hinted at the experiments conducted on their unfortunate subjects, in a futile attempt to uncover a distinction that probably didn't even exist beyond the ability to manipulate cursed energy.

He remained unwavering in his determination until he located the intended individuals. Even at that moment, his face remained unchanged as he observed the sorcerers who were tied up and silenced. Not even when he noticed the marks of their mistreatment and carried out medical experiments. Not even when they cried tears of gratitude upon being released from their restraints.

Only when he got the call from a room nearby did a grin break out from behind his golden Oni mask. 

"Nanamiiii~!" The voice cackled, "Found them."

Sarah, true to form, didn't bother to wait for him at the front gate. It was no surprise that the guards were already on high alert, having detected the powerful Sorcerers in their sinister abode. She had taken matters into her own hands, causing chaos and taking down any threats that crossed her path.

Nanami pushed the remains of the shattered door aside finding Sarah standing over a man with her foot on his throat and a woman in her grasp held against the desk. "This is them." She gritted, "Mr. and Mrs. Hayashida."

In Sarah's free hand was a long hooked sword, a cruel choice of weapon even for her. Its pair hung off the hook on the hilt, resting against the thigh of Mr. Hayashida. The silver edges of both swords were tainted with crimson, while the bone handles had taken on a grimy, brown hue. Glancing back at Nanami, Sarah's face contorted into a sinister smile.

"Zen'in asked for them alive." She said, "So I'll leave them to you. I don't think I have the self control."

Nanami lowered his mask, letting it hang around his neck to ask, "Were there any other captives?"

Sarah shook her head, dropping the woman on the floor and letting her crawl to her husband. "None that deserved to live with what was done to them."

Nanami caught a glimpse of the extensive scar stretching across her back, from shoulder to hip, as she turned around. The scar was deeply etched, at least half an inch in depth, and had a vivid red hue. It was a topic she would never discuss, not even with those who were close enough to know the truth.

"I'm still itching." She gritted, sliding the weapons into the scar as she produced a long gleaming sword from it instead. She hesitated before turning back to look at him, "What does Yaga want? That's why he sent you, right? Instead of the slut or the crack head, yeah?"

"He wants their medical documentation." Nanami answered, "If there is anything of use, he wants to utilize it for us."

"Cool." She pointed the sword at the computer on the desk, "Their security is shit. I had Muta clear a path for me."

"Muta?" Nanami raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that one of Kamo's?"

"Yeah." Sarah huffed, "He's already copying the information onto a hard drive." Reaching into her pocket she clicked her phone on, "I'll ask him to make you a copy. Text me when you're ready and I'll meet you out front."

Nanami glanced around as she stepped out into the hallway again. Her light blue oni mask hung loosely around her neck, and her intense green eyes stayed focused on the shadows ahead. Taking her time, she set off on her mission to discover any hidden creatures. No rush needed, as there was nowhere for them to run.

He made sure the two leaders were secure, then pushed them up and guided them into the main experimentation room. There, the prisoners had regained enough composure to stand and had covered their exposed bodies with whatever clothing they could find. Nanami felt a wave of nausea as he saw some of the youngest captives, including a little boy who couldn't have been older than five, among them.

He showcased the individuals who'd been leading the cruel torture directly in front of everyone. Their gazes fixated on the duo, their hollow and vacant stares filled with a sense of dread. Nanami remained silent, ensuring that each captive had a clear view as he guided them towards the exit.

"Come with me." He said to the captives, "We'll get you somewhere safe and have your wounds treated."

They walked out behind him through the chain link fence and onto the street. It was really surprising that a place like this could exist within the city limits, especially under the control of such extremists. Sorcerers were already unpopular, but this level of mistreatment was just unacceptable.

Nanami checked his watch, and right on time, a large white van pulled up. Kusakabe, the driver, gave him a short salute. Nanami nodded back in greeting to the driver as he walked around and opened the back of the van. He shoved the two leaders into the back, then he turned to the captives with an even expression.

"The drive is about twenty minutes." He explained, then said nothing else. The implications were clear as he stepped aside, letting the captives into the small space with free reign, "Keep them alive." He mumbled, uncaring if they actually followed his direction.

Kusakabe leaned out the window, "All set?" He called, getting a nod from Nanami as the blond closed the back doors of the van.

As it pulled away, Nanami dialed Sarah's number on his phone. She answered with a huff, "Done?" 

"Yes. I'm waiting out front." Nanami said.

After ending the call, she promptly joined him. Gazing up at him, she completed the text she had been composing before tucking her phone away in her denim shorts. Her blood-soaked white shirt was stained, and her mask dangled loosely, even in the presence of humans. She never really bothered with such matters, and Nanami longed to possess her carefree attitude towards it all.

"Muta is almost done." She said, "C'mon. I've got a hotel room down the street. We can change and clean up while we wait for the kid."

Nanami's expression twisted into a fierce frown as they strolled towards the hotel. The sickness and anger within them refused to dissipate, fueled by the unfairness sorcerers endured simply for being born with powers. It was evident that none of those sorcerers posed any danger, or perhaps they were simply unaware of how to be threatening. This ignorance likely made them prime candidates for cruel experimentation.

Sarah wasted no time stripping down once she entered the hotel room. Nanami, being a gentleman, averted his gaze as he passed by the bathroom door and went to the window. From there, he could see the entire compound and noticed the various watch posts set up by other sorcerers who had joined forces with Sarah for the rescue mission.

"How many captives survived?" She called from the bathroom, over the sound of the shower.

"Eight." Nanami answered.

She clicked her tongue and Nanami heard a thud on the tile that was likely her fist striking in frustration. "Those bastards."

"How many did you mercy kill?" Nanami asked.

"Fourteen." She answered, more quietly than before, "They wouldn't have been able to live anyway."

Nanami let out a slow breath, shutting his eyes. It was all so repulsive, yet sadly not uncommon. Humans were adamant about trying to prove that Sorcerers were some sort of curse or mysterious entity, and this marked the third instance of a facility being established solely for studying these supposed disparities.

"Muta is gonna meet us up here with the hard drives." She called, "I'm almost done, just rinsing all this off."

"Not a problem." He replied, "Take your time."

After almost thirty minutes, Nanami emerged from the bathroom, freshly cleaned up, only to see Sarah engaged in conversation with a young man who was clearly Muta. The slender teenager, probably around seventeen years old, sported a top knot with dark brown hair and was dressed entirely in black. His intense black gaze met Nanami's with caution.

"Muta, Nanami." Sarah said quickly to introduce them, then pointed to the table where two hard drives sat, "Take one when you go, Nanami."

Nanami nodded, picking up the black device in his hand, "This is all of it?"

"Yeah, it's all there." The kid nodded, "Everything they did and planned to do as well as the database where they stored their own personal records. I also put in their email correspondence, some of them weren't currently at that facility and we can probably track them down this way."

"Good work." Nanami said, sliding the device into the pocket of the clean sweat pants he'd put on. Sarah must have left them for him. As cold as she was, she genuinely tried to be accommodating when she could. 

Pulling on his jacket over his bare chest, he fastened his mask on again. His bloody clothes had been placed into a plastic bag and he scooped it up by the door, "Need any help with cover up?" He asked, slipping his feet into his shoes.

"Nah, no worries." Sarah answered, "I have taken care of. Stay safe."

And with that, Nanami left.

Nanami preferred jobs like this that were fast and effective, making sure to wrap things up neatly without any unnecessary drama.

The hard drive in his pocket felt heavy with sin, making him constantly think about the extreme lengths humans would go to in the name of justice. Lately, their desperation seemed to be spiraling out of control, especially with a potential curse candidate running for office and the sorcerers strongly advising against making a reckless decision.

He clicked his tongue in frustration, looking ahead at the crowd as the neon lights flashed to life above and the city came to life once again.

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[msdespair]

Both stories will take place in season 2 (also call Gojo’s Past Arc) but I won’t be following out the anime as it currently been make or the manga incase people who haven’t read the manga don’t get too much spoilers. (I can’t guaranteed that I won’t mention some things about the manga/anime)

Seer of Cursed: This story isn’t gonna be anything serious other than imagine Gojo, Getou, and Shoko being task with capturing and taking care of a 11-13 year old boy who has no cursed energy yet Cursed Spirits seem to be afraid on him? The three are to observe the boy until The Higher-ups decided what to do with him. Will the boy be killed off or used a tool? Doesn’t matter because Gojo isn’t going to let either one happen anyways.

Preview: It was late in the night as Gojo, Getou, and Shoko were being driven to their destinations. Shoko sat in the front seat as Getou and Gojo sat in the back, between Shoko and the driver rest a computer displacing a picture of a huge building. Shoko flipped through the pictures as the driver was giving a briefing of their mission, “Apparently, this built was a psychiatric hospital a place where people could go and stay to be treated. Over the years, family and friends of patients expressed concerns and complaints when noticing they were getting worse and on top of it patients were going missing or found dead, it closed down do to many health violations. The building was to be demolished but locals fought against that, it server be a reminder of the horrors that took place. Local rumors claimed the place to be haunted by those who died in the building. Others theorized that the building workers were performing inhuman experiments on unwilling patients so local school kids, college students from outside the prefecture, and others would visit it in hopes to communicate with the dead and subsequently go missing. As of recently, it was fenced off to the public but even that didn’t stop the distance when people in the area of the building go missing.” The last picture showed the entrance of building and a towering chain fence blocking any point of entry. 

“I thought they already sent someone to deal with it?” Getou questioned whether he reminded Yaga of mentioning the building to him before he was assigned a different task. 

“Please select the next file,” the driver asked Shoko who did so, a picture of a young boy ranging from the age of eleven and thirteen appeared. “Two sorcerers that were sent, returned heavily wounded, one of them barely conscious. The building had attracted multiple Cursed Spirits on the outside merely lower grades but when entering the building they were ambushed by many seemingly controlled by a Cursed Spirit, potentially a special grade, and wouldn’t survive if that boy hadn’t appeared.” Gojo let out a snicker when hearing two sorcerers were saved by a child. The driver ignored him and continued, “The picture you see here is {Name} {Last Name}, he was reported missing recently by many neighbors who claimed to not have seen the boy in weeks but their claims were dismissed until the boy’s school called in claiming the same thing. The police were given a warrant and searched the house to no avail, both of his parents were investigated, their stories never match on the boy’s disappearance and they are facing five years in prison for child neglect, although they might face murder charges despite there being no concrete evidence for such a thing.” 

“And… we should know this because…?” This time Shoko asked.

The driver sighed, “The one sorcerer claimed to see the Cursed Spirits cowered away from the boy yet they didn’t sense any cursed energy from him. Yet, the boy placed his hand on said Special Grade causing it to wither away or simply exercising it immediately while the others ran away with the boy following after them. Your job is to deal with the remaining cursed spirits and to capture the boy. You will then keep an eye on him until further notice.” This caught the trio’s attention, someone so young has a powerful cursed technique.  

A Mother’s Woes: Haibara Yu struggles to keep Jujustu a secret from his Mother, who is beginning to question his school. All seems to fail as his mother decided to get some answers for herself discovering not only the truth but a shocking revelation that her beloved husband had been at her side even after death. What will Yu do when he figures out his mother own discoveries? What will {Name} Haibara do now knowing the truth?

Preview: They stood on a concrete path that led to the front door of a house neither taking a step. Nanami was waiting for Yu to make a move but noticed how his friend was nervous and decided to place his hand on Yu’s shoulder giving it a squeeze in an attempt to comfort him. As for Yu to say he is nervous is an understatement, do get it wrong he wants to see his mother and sister after all it has been months since his last visit, that’s just not what he’s worried about and he has still yet to warn Nanami of it. 

Yu took a deep breath at the contact and looked to his friend, “Kento, before we go in I have to warn you about-“

”YOOOO!” A familiar voice yells followed by someone else calling out their names, ”Nanami! Yu!” The two stiffened upon their names and slowly turned their heads to look behind them. Gojo with both of his arms up in the air waving them around wearing a grin on his face, Getou only had one arm in the air and waved it around, and Shoko simply waved at the two. 

“What are you guys doing here? How?!” Yu demanded the trio as they made their way over to him and Nanami. 

“Aww, we can’t join you on your family visit?” Gojo pouts, placing his arms around Yu and Nanami and behind them closer to him.

”You talk a lot about your mother and sister, we got curious.” Getou said.

”They bothered Yaga until he blurted out that you were taking time off to visit family and took Nanami with you,” Shoko informed but Gojo intervened, “Blah Blah Blah, what are we waiting for!” And began dragging the two towards the door with Getou and Shoko following behind. 

“No- Wait!” Yu begged while trying to break free from Gojo’s grip but to no avail. ‘Shit Shit Shit’ Yu thought, this wasn’t going as planned. “Can-I have to tell you guys something-.” Just as they all reach the door, it opens to reveal a woman. But, that not what caught their attention behind the woman was a Special Grade Cursed. The air was tense, Yu hoped his mother couldn’t feel it as Gojo’s grip got slightly tighter.

“Yu, welcome home.” The voice of his mother rang out breaking the tension and he couldn’t help but let out a breath ‘she didn’t notice thank goodness’ he thought. Oh, how wrong he is. 

[yuujism]

Tainted Promises (geto suguru x reader)

Part 1: Tainted

| PAIRINGS: gojo satoru x gn!reader x getou suguru

| WARNINGS: suggestive, explicit language, smut soon (next chapter will have tags) woo plot, established relationship, cheating, toxic, revenge, angst, kinda modified so it can fit the story (implied to be set after riko's death and geto's spiralling but uhh...), reader's sex and physical appearance is never mentioned, grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 2.1k

| A/N: i'm back but im not really back lol this is the first part of a small series I started writing like 2 years ago and found in my notes app so... why not publish it and let people read it even if i am not currently writing? anyway idk if people remember me but thank u for supporting my works even after all this time and liking them :) see you in 2 more years LOL (jk ... unless...)

They were the strongest.

Those words resonated as an echo in Suguru’s mind since that day, the meaning behind those words still a total mystery. Perhaps it was meant as a responsibility. An inevitable fate. 

An implicit promise. 

He didn’t think much of it before Satoru’s serious words struck him like a lightning inside the eye of the storm, coming back to Suguru in form of dreams. Nightmares. Images of welcoming bloody hands spread towards him, an invitation, perhaps even a threat, to join a lawless world dictated by the untouchable. The strongest.

No. That wasn’t Suguru’s ideal.

Who cared about being the strongest among all? Rules were necessary. Listen to the higher-ups, complete missions, save and protect humans, swallow curses, taint yourself. Swallow, taint, conserve the peace. That was the job of a jujutsu sorcerer. That was the job of Geto Suguru.

Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong.

So why was Satoru—his teammate, his accomplice, his best friend—different from him? A rule breaker, a rebellious soul with god complex issues, an idiot, incapable of seriousness and apathetic.

Why, even with all those flaws to Suguru’s eyes, could Satoru get someone like you in his life?

You, just like Suguru, followed the rules. A professional sorcerer that cared for the weak, getting out of their way to protect the smallest and even the biggest. Top of the class after him, Yaga’s right hand, the favourite of the higher-ups, probably even more trustable than Suguru himself. However, now with your brand new relationship with Satoru? Not that much. He knew that way too well.

Tainted. Making a promise with Satoru would get anyone tainted. 

The probelms seemed to have started one month after the beginning of your story together. A few weeks later, they were too obvious for Suguru -or anyone- to ignore. Hints of sleepless nights appeared on your features and the memories of an unknown scent that followed Satoru’s clothes kept haunting you along with the jealousy and hurt in your body. Missed calls, ditched dates and  a small bruise on your lover’s neck. It quickly became toxic. Almost unbearable. Suguru knew it. You knew it. 

And you both played dumb.

Responsible. You had to be responsible for your actions. You made a promise after all, and, ever the diplomatic sorcerer, you were intending to keep it. Swallowing the pain and hatred, the sadness and sorrow, the embarrassment and anger, you decided to keep living with the lie that was Gojo Satoru as proudly as your shattered dignity allowed you. You were better than him but for how long? 

Rules were necessary. You followed the rules as a religion. But what good did that ever bring you? 

Suguru could already sense it, perhaps even before you noticed. The corruption that anger and impotence could bring you. It was unstoppable once it started spreading, taking over your thoughts and ideals to then consume your actions. Satoru was the strongest in almost every sense that he became a poisonous time bomb for the ones surrounding him. It just happened to explode in your face to suffer the majority of the consequences. 

But were you the only one living them? You certainly weren’t the only one ignoring the menace that Satoru was. And definitely not the only one involved closely with said sorcerer. 

Suguru vividly remembers the shared laughs between him and his best friend after the story of how Satoru cheated on you. Repeatedly. A good fuck, he described you, his favourite toy so far. But Suguru knew him too well, right? He understood him better than anyone to even expect him to get in a serious relationship, right? That’s why they were best friends, the strongest, the rulers of the new to come sorcery world. Right? 

Right. Satoru was right. Even if Suguru’s brain didn’t stop replaying images of you with clenched teeth and hands closed in a tight fist, angry eyes staring at Satoru’s figure from afar to quickly change into your usual loving and submissive demeanour when he turned to look at you, he agreed. Even if Suguru felt himself become worse than he ever was when you gave him the sweetest of smiles even after laughing at you with Satoru for the nth time behind your back, he agreed. 

Because Satoru was hard-to-swallow for Suguru, yet he kept indulging himself into the bittersweet taste that was that friendship over and over again. 

Rules, responsibilities, strength, empathy. None of that mattered when Satoru was in the picture. The only thing that mattered was a promise. At the end of the day, they were best friends for a reason and you were with him for a reason.

That didn’t change the fact Suguru could treat you so much better. Be so much better. His heart dropped at the thought. Was he in the position to even think that after being accomplice of Satoru’s actions? After playing along and laughing at you? At this point, he was as guilty as your current cheat of a lover. But he could still have a chance, could he not? He was strong, responsible and professional. Would he be any better than Satoru? He thought he would. He hoped he would. 

Suguru’s mind started flooding with questions once again, self-doubt dripping from every single one of them until his thoughts were flooded with insecurities and rage. Rage? Strange yet oddly familiar. The warmth travelling over his body felt nice for once. No longer suppressed and set free to quickly come down from that high to feel guilty once again. Why would he feel rage towards Satoru? He was his best friend.

Was he?

Oh, how Suguru missed that little voice inside his head. A voice that he silenced long ago. The one that told him to commit the unbelievable, that went against all his morals and ideals, the one that ordered him to swallow and swallow, not for the greater good but for him to become stronger. Because he could. Because he wanted to. The voice that was as tainted as his thoughts were right now.

And now, as his chest tightened with anger and his body ached with hunger of power, Suguru never felt more as himself as he did now. Strong and capable, the maker of his own rules and own world. A perfect world. He was right back then when he thought of the weak as simple as that: weak. And he was right to feel what he avoided to feel all that time.

Power.

Suguru had the power to ignore the responsibility that came along with it. He had the power to follow his own path with his own decisions without having to live behind someone else’s shadow. To get what he wanted whenever he wanted. 

Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong. 

That was Geto Suguru. And right now, he wanted you.

And nobody noticed. Not Satoru, his proclaimed best friend, who kept playing around lost in the pleasure of both you and the freedom of being the strongest. Not the higher-ups who kept relying on him to keep an eye on the threat that was Satoru. Not his acquaintances that followed him mindlessly into a slowly growing empire. His empire.

Nobody noticed the power growth in Suguru. Nobody except you. 

Strong. Suguru was strong in your eyes. With sly movements, smug smile and a powerful stance. Completely overshadowed by the confidence of your current lover until the day he looked at you from above. Both figuratively and literally. His eyes held a promise, a completely different kind from Satoru’s that you understood way too well it scared you. 

Carnal, passionate and angry. That was his promise. A shiver ran down your spine at the mere sight of Suguru, responsible and respectful Suguru, smirking at you. Dark and dangerous. A different Suguru. Because you both shared the same ideal. Rules were necessary. And this time he was the one who made the rules. 

You weren’t interested. At least you tried to convince yourself you weren’t. Rules weren’t meant to be broken nor renewed, not by Suguru, not by you, not by anyone. So why did you feel excited at the thought of going against your own morals? To break, destroy and betray everything and everyone along with your lover’s best friend? It shouldn’t surprise you, in fact, you were not surprised. 

Your promise to Satoru started losing importance when you considered meeting with Suguru. You lied to yourself by thinking it would be to have a small talk, to ask for an explanation behind the meaning of that moment between the two of you and kindly reject whatever he wanted to propose. It sure didn’t matter anymore when you were under his dark gaze at the step of his door, mouth open in a silent gasp at the power Suguru, overshadowed Suguru, radiated, never losing his gentle and highly demanour as he let you in with a soft smile on his face and the smooth sound of your name leaving his mouth. 

A treacherous silence filled the room as time seemed to freeze between the two of you, staring at each other seconds after closing the door. 

You wanted to yell at him for even thinking he could get away with whatever he had in mind. For deeming you so low to think you would break the promise to Satoru and betray him when you were better than that. But were you when excitement was making your legs shake when Suguru’s eyes landed on your lips for a small second? Were you better when you couldn’t stop thinking in the way his large hands would feel on your body?

The answer was crystal clear: you weren’t. You never were. 

And realisation hit you. It hit you harder than Satoru’s cheating. And it sure hit you harder than the surprise you felt when you threw yourself at Suguru’s arms, lips crashing in a desperate kiss.  

Because all those times, Suguru could see through you and he was a great pretender too. He saw your hatred and your thirst for revenge, the constant fight within you to stop yourself from breaking the rules. To disobey the higher-ups. To betray Yaga. To hurt Satoru. They all deserved it. How pretentious of you to even think you were any better than any of them.

You and Suguru were the same. Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong. Suguru just happened to be stronger.

As Suguru’s large hands roamed over your waist to push you closer to his own body as his tongue entered the warmth of your own mouth, you realised something else. You didn’t want Suguru and neither did he want you. What you both wanted was the power taht was long taken away from you. 

Power over a certain sorcerer.

It seemed Suguru noticed your change in demanour as your tangled your hand in his long silky hair and slightly pulled, the aggressiveness of your tongue along with his making him let out a groan that you swallowed with a whimper before he pulled away, a sly smirk on his face.

“You sure didn’t need any explanation, did you?” Suguru muttered as one of his hands traveled to your cheek, his thumb caressing your now wet lips as he eyed you. Such a gentle move yet so dominant. Expected from someone like Suguru. “Finally grew tired of Satoru cheating on you?”

That was unexpected.

Rage filled your body once again as you slapped his hand away from your face, glaring at him just the same way you’ve glared at Satoru when he wasn’t looking. Suguru chuckled as he grabbed your face once again, this time a little rougher as he turned you to face him again, other hand sneaking under your shirt to feel the soft skin under it. You held back a moan.

“Oh, come on. It was a small joke.” He playfully stated, long fingers drawing circles on the side of your waist as you grew impatient and angry. At what? You weren’t sure.

“An unfunny one at that.” You finally spoke and Suguru raised an eyebrow at the unknown and new stern tone your voice held. The sweet, professional and kind goody two shoes forsaken under his influence. “I didn’t come here for a stand-up show.” 

Your hands made their move again, landing on the collar of his shirt as you got closer again, anticipation giving you the confidence you lost before.

“I can see that.”

And just like that, your mouths crashes again, this time angrier, hungrier. Suguru’s comment about Satoru cheating on you lit an agressive fire within you that you tried to extinguish. But here, between Suguru’s arms and the feeling of his mouth now travelling down your neck, you finally felt free.

Next chapter (spicy) preview: "Your boyfriend likes sloppy seconds, did you know that? Should I just cum inside you and send you off to him dripping with my seed? Hm?"

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TOP 5 BLORBOS AND WHY? GO 🎤

i cannot state the reasons why, ml, but i'll gladly list my top 5 blorbos for u 😌😌❤️

[1] getou suguru

[2] dabi / todoroki touya

[3] simon "ghost" riley

sorry but i can only think of three blorbos rn, babes... 😅😅😅 @diremoone