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emmyrosee · 6 months

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I have an image of this man, leave me alone I sWEAR TO GOD-

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Geto does this thing with his nose.

It’s something you noticed not too long ago, something he does when he’s lost in thought, deep in his memories and trying to sort out the pieces of puzzles in his head.

His nose, the perfect nose on that perfect face-

Scrunches up.

It wrinkles under the thoughts moving around his head, twitching side to side with with monotone “uhhhhh…” when you ask him spontaneous questions.

It writhes when he tries to choose his words carefully, usually when they’re ones of scolding, and it almost takes your focus from the topic at hand to how absolutely precious the sight is.

And yeah, it wrinkles under the force of laughter that he lets out, when he’s deep in joy and his smile is too big to contain, but that’s a corner of love that’s reserved for his hidden dimples. His crinkled little nose is far easier to activate.

Even right now, as you ask him what dinners he has planned the rest of the week, you’re barely able to keep track of anything he’s listing off because that pretty little nose scrunches between the days of the week.

“I guess I got the hamster wheel going?” You tease, chin resting dreamily on the palm of your hand. He cocks a brow, his lip twitching slightly in annoyance.

Along with his nose, of course.

“What did you call me?”

“I didn’t call you anything,” you snicker. “In your head. You’re deep in thought.”

“…. What?”

You roll your eyes, but the smile stays all the same, “nothing, babe. I just like your thinking face.”

“You should like all of my faces,” he says, wrinkling his nose as if wanting to say more, but fighting it back.

You smirk. Then, you lean up to gently grip his chin and kiss the tip of that wriggling nose.

“You’ve got no idea, Suguru.”

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slttygeto · 5 months

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note: reader knows a bit of french, very self indulgent.

teacher and twin girls dad! suguru who doesn’t watch his mouth around his 11 month old twin girls and ends up saying a curse word. you’re out on a little much needed shopping spree and told him you’ll be back in a bit, but now he wishes to just flee the country because he knows he’s in trouble.

“fuhck!” one of his baby girls repeats after him and all color is drained from his face.

“no no baby-“

“fuck fuck-“ the other twin joins her sister and suguru has to hold his head in his hands as he watches the chaos unfold before him. he needs them to learn another word, or find a word similar to the curse word to avoid getting in trouble with you—oh! he knows what to do.

fuck is similar to a french word you taught him…phoque…the animal, yeah! yeah you’d totally buy that!

“i’m back!” you announce as you open the door and the sound of your babies squealing and crying as they try to crawl towards you makes your heart swell.

“oh pretty girls, did you miss me? I thought you loved papa!” you pick both of them up with so much ease—11 months of learning how to do things when suguru wasn’t around truly paid off.

“hi baby,” suguru emerges from the kitchen with an apron around his waist and you giggle at how small it is before pecking his lips.

“hey there, you look so attractive,” you tease your husband and he rolls his eyes as he tries to take one of your baby girls from you, but she clings onto you and your jaw slightly drops.

“this is new! yesterday you refused to come to me,” you tease your little girl before pecking her check—not without doing the same to your other baby girl of course.

“dada fuhck!”

suguru watches as your smile drops and your head whips toward him and he cannot believe that he shivers at your stare. your husband has seen every side of you, but becoming a mother has definitely made you 10 times scarier (and more attractive).

“what?”

“oh you know, I turned on the TV and there was this french channel that had a documentary about animals and stuff—“

“you don’t even understand french.” shit, you weren’t buying it.

“but you do! and apparently, our girls got that from you—“

“suguru.” you say sternly and he slowly starts to accept his faith.

“chat!” “meoww,” the little interaction between your twin girls is unexpected. the random french coming out of their mouths makes you a bit confused, but suguru doesn’t care—it seems like you’re buying his story.

“that’s…cat in french—okay, but out of every animal they chose to say seal?” you sigh a little and suguru kisses your forehead.

“it’s okay, we can teach them other words like… bonjour?”

“hm, might as well do it.”

thank god you believed his bullshit of a story.

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forelsho · 3 months

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YOUR PIC ON THEIR PHONE

PAIRING— gojo satoru x female reader, geto suguru x female reader !

CAUTION— fluff, ooc stuff, errors/misspelling or wrong grammar ON PURPOSE, no use of y/n, talk of food turning into poop, tell me more in replies ?

NOTE— I couldn't find a lot of different skin color/race pics fitting the theme (like on the floor/tripping) so for now the pic is light skin, but please just imagine yourself being the girls in the pics 😭😭 dw, cus in the next part (I alr have it ready) isn't just white reader!

PART 1 | PART 2

GOJO SATORU

GETO SUGURU

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sughuru · 5 months

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are those my clothes?

- gojo satoru x reader & geto suguru x reader

upon realizing his clothes were missing, your boyfriend couldn't help but wonder: who could be the culprit?

genres/warnings: fluff, kinda short tbh

notes: hello again! this was supposed to be a full gojo fic but i got bored so i turned it into short drabbles HAHAHSHA anyways, enjoy! as always, english isn't my first language so ignore grammatical and spelling errors, thank you!

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Gojo Satoru

“Baby,” Satoru yawns as he walks into the kitchen, “have you seen my…” his voice slowly fades as a smirk forms on his lips.

You turned your head and smiled, a pancake spatula in hand, “good morning, love!” As you flipped the pancakes, Satoru just stood there, a smug grin on his face as if he knew something, “what’s so funny?” you ask.

“My hoodie?”

Realizing what he meant, you hurriedly apologized, "Oh! I'm sorry; it was cold outside, so I borrowed it-" Before you could remove it, he halted you. His expression softened, a gentler look replacing the earlier smirk.

Snaking his arm around your waist, he pulled the hoodie back down, making sure you’re covered up completely, “I was just teasing.” he remarked as he tilted his head, a warm and affectionate look on his face, “it looks better on you anyway.”

Geto Suguru

After an exhausting day of exorcising and eating curses, all Suguru needs is your warm embrace and kisses. As soon as he was done for the day, he bidded farewell to Shoko and Satoru before walking back to his apartment where you were waiting for him.

Suguru opens the door, “I’m home.” he calls out as he takes his shoes off, leaving them by the door.

Worry took over his whole body when he didn’t hear your usual, “Suguru, you’re home?” or the comforting sounds of you bustling in the kitchen were not heard. An uneasy feeling enveloped his whole body as he encountered the unusual silence.

Worry tightens its grip on him as he hastens to your bedroom. To his relief, he finds you peacefully asleep. A gentle smile spreads across his face, relief washed over him. He shakes his head in self-amusement, grateful for the solace that your presence brings after a day filled with problems.

"Babe," he softly called, catching himself before saying more. He should let you sleep.

With quiet steps, he gently opened the bathroom door to change out of his uniform and into more comfortable attire—his usual white T-shirt and sweatpants. However, as he reached for the familiar clothing, confusion set in.

Where the hell is the shirt? He could’ve sworn he left it in the bathroom this morning.

Returning, he tiptoed toward the bed, mindful not to wake you. Suguru carefully lifted the covers to create some space for himself, but midway through, he halted, a soft "eh?" escaping his lips.

Isn’t that his shirt?

A look of affection replaced the confusion on his face, Suguru gently tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear before settling down beside you. With warmth in his gaze, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close into a comforting embrace.

This causes you to stir in your sleep, "Suguru...?" you muttered sleepily, your voice carrying a mix of confusion and drowsiness. He had a fond smile on his face.

He kissed your cheek, “go back to sleep, babe.” whispering affectionately.

In a half-awake state, you nodded, leaning into his touch, and peacefully drifted back into slumber. Suguru stayed there, savoring the quiet moment and the warmth of your presence, a serene smile lingering on his lips.

While Suguru chose to overlook the fact that you had borrowed his clothes that day, you were likely to find yourself on the receiving end of his teasing tomorrow. As you peacefully slept, he entertained himself with the prospect of light-hearted banter, silently promising himself a day of playful retaliation.

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colonelarr0w · 2 months

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Ooh…what about defected!Geto falling in love with a non-sorcerer? And there’s no internal conflict for him, it’s more like he saw her, and somehow everything clicked into place. The attraction is undeniable, the chemistry is palpable, and it’s like his entire world is now tilted on an axis to a new, different Sun — her.

Sypnosis - Eyes that glance at others with hatred could only gaze at you as if you had hung the moon and each individual star.

Warning(s) - canon JJK violence, mature themes, foul language, this is so sickly sweet I am WEAK

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

It’s not like he meant for this to happen.

But the way that you regarded him with such a softened voice and with hands gentler than the finest silk had him wrapped around your finger — seeking more of that sweet affection that you provided to him.

The way that your eyes shone the moment you noticed him entering a room, the way that you scooted closer to him, the way that you hung off of his every word.

He knew that he shouldn’t care about you — you were the personification of everything that he hated. A weak non-sorcerer who could do nothing when it came to defending oneself.

And yet here he was, wanting nothing more than to shield you and protect you from the dangers of the world.

“There you are.” Your soft voice wraps around Geto and lightly pulls him from whatever trance he had unknowingly fallen victim to. His head turns to watch as you enter, his lips turning upward in a lovesick smile.

“Apologies love, were you searching for me?” Geto inquires curiously, his eyes fluttering shut as your lips press sweetly against his forehead.

“Not me, the girls were asking for you,” you respond, lowering yourself down to sit at Geto’s side, sitting in between his outstretched legs. He smiles again, hand instinctively extending to lay against your leg, his thumb rubbing back and forth affectionately against your skin.

“Were they?”

“They were. Mimiko says that you promised her a tea party,” you say with a teasing raise of your eyebrow, one that Geto responds to with a shake of his head — though you don’t fail to notice the smile that he tries so hard to conceal.

Subconsciously, Geto moves himself closer to you, squeezing your leg and feeling his chest warm as you nestle into his shoulder, cheek pressing comfortably against the soft fabric of his robes.

“Did I now?” His shoulder rumbles against your cheek, his hand moving upward from your leg to stroke gentle circles into the small of your back. You hum against him, smiling as you nuzzle impossibly further into the warmth of his embrace.

You both sit in silence, but neither of you mind it. It allows Geto to think — reflect on everything that had led him up to the very position that he found himself in.

Geto knew that he was a terrible person, or rather, he was a terrible person by the standards that society constantly voiced. But shockingly, even with all of that, you loved him as if it were as easy as breathing.

You saw past what the others said about him, you didn’t just see Geto — you saw Suguru.

“Sugu?” you whisper sweetly, tilting your head to get a better look at your husband’s face. He turns to you, humming in response with a raised eyebrow — silently telling you to continue speaking. “I love you.”

Geto smiles, his eyes softening at you as he leans down, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. Sure, you were a non-sorcerer, you were the very thing that he wanted to protect. Never did he want to see a scratch on your body or a teardrop on your cheek. You redefined what life meant to him.

For a flickering moment, Geto forgets all that he had done. He forgets all of his venomous words and all of the blood that once stained his hands. All of it forgotten with a simple whisper — a declaration.

He pulls back from you just enough to lean his forehead against your own. “I love you more angel.”

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theorphicangel · 2 months

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COLLEGE BF! SUGURU HEADCANONS SFW

author’s note: this man is making me SICK I need to write for him.

- waits for you outside of your lecture or seminar room, somehow knows your timetable off by heart 🤨

- but he gets so gooey and happy inside at seeing your face light up at him when you spot him

- this man has got your snacks when you’re studying for finals, whatever you want or whatever you need, he has got it!

- and he knows how to calm you down if you get stressed out

“breathe with me, c’mon— in and out.”

- after your finals, he’ll treat you to a basket of all your favourite snacks, drinks and self care products to help you rewind

“m’so proud of you, okay? don’t forget that.”

- knows your coffee order by heart — you still get surprised when he buys a cup just for you and your favourite blueberry muffin

- saves you a seat at lectures if you take the same subject or saves a seat at the library too; a cosy spot where the two of you won’t be disturbed by satoru anyone

- very good listener when you’re ranting about your group work projects or your shitty professor who gave you a poor mark

“and she did nothing — absolutely nothing for the group project!”

“I can’t believe that, princess. drop her.”

- middle finger each and everytime satoru gags at the two of you kiss — not heavy PDA but just a lil kiss when you’re leaving for class and toru acts soooooo dramatic

“Ewwww get away from me, you freaks!”

- oh and best believe suguru is soooo quick to respond

“Where’s that girl you were fucking with last night? Jennifer, right?”

- for once that shuts satoru up.

- always knows how to motivate you if you ever want to quit

“don’t you want to prove that bitchy cousin of yours wrong?”

- You cheer up a little at the reminder, now motivated to get the grades you need

“atta’ girl.”

- if you do ever get a bad day every once in a while, he’s there, if you call him.

- the two of you don’t even have to do anything, just sitting in a comfortable silence with each other

- he makes you forget about your schedule and lectures deciding to dedicate a whole self care day for you even if it means eating a pile of shit and watching movies all day

- maybe he’d suggest a walk to clear your head in the fresh air, going to infamous route of your favourite restaurant and treating you to a dinner

- or take out is always an option if you don’t feel like being in a social setting

- you practically live at his dorm/apartment.

-clothes, accessories, your missing pens are always found at his place — you have to ignore satoru’s complaints that you guys are kicking him out as a roommate

- leaves post stick notes on your books and study materials, just little reminders to have a good day or to call him later

no pls I swear I love toru here are his college bf! headcanons okay bye

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suguos · 6 months

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Suguru being so in love with his s/o <3 fluff!! gn reader. no prns used and no description of appearance.

Suguru… is such a gentle and soft lover, and he’s so smitten with you, his partner. Every time you two go out together, he’ll make sure to hold your hand the whole time—he’ll intertwine your fingers together and he’ll even softly stroke the back of your hand with his thumb. Suguru absolutely adores you; he’ll make you breakfast in the morning, and if you’re feeling lazy or you just want to stay in bed, he’ll serve it to you in right there. Suguru is head over heels for you, he’ll always give you kisses on the cheeks, then your nose, then your temples, then your forehead, and down to your lips every time you ask for a kiss. Suguru just can’t get enough of you, he’d rather you sit on his lap then a chair that’s right by him or a few steps away so he can have easy access to your neck—which he will attack with his soft lips. Suguru is so fond of you, he’ll always open the door for you and push in your chair for you so carefully. Suguru is so infatuated with you, he’ll either pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist to kiss you or just to hold you or he’ll bend down slightly to hug you and kiss you. Suguru cherishes you so much, he’ll lay you down and give you a quick massage with his tender hands if you even slightly complain about being in pain—even if it’s just your feet being tired. Suguru is so in love with you, he’ll do anything for you.

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svuguru · 2 months

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Suguru comforting you after a fight with your dad ᡣ𐭩 a/n: self-indulgent af mb 😭

You huff as you walk into Suguru's apartment, borderline slamming the door behind you and running to his sofa. There, you curl into yourself, your arms wrapped around your bent legs that you hold up to your chest, burying your face on your knees.

Suguru walks around the sofa to sit beside you, placing his hand on your back and rubbing it up and down in a comforting fashion, a sigh falling from his lips.

"Hey, hey, hey... What's wrong?" He asks, his tone low and quiet as he lovingly caresses your back. You sniffle, shaking your head, your sobs soft and almost inaudible, but it's obvious you need to let it out.

"Just... 's my dad," You mumble, lifting your head up from your knees just a bit to bat your lashes at him, your eyes wet and glassy, cheeks red and tear-stained. Suguru hums, nodding his head. Then, he pulls you closer, shifting your position so you're seated on his lap.

"Your dad? Aw, baby," Suguru plants a kiss on the top of your head, then rests his chin on the top of it. He removes his hand from your back so he can encircle your curled form in a protective hug, slowly rocking you back and forth. "You're upset and you have every right to be, okay? Don't worry, doll, I love you," his voice is gentle and caring, it's enough to make you feel safe and allow yourself to be vulnerable with him.

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9haerish · 19 days

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geto suguru | female reader

[ a family with suguru · reader is the mother to mimiko and nanako · mimi is a mama's girl · angst at the end if you squint · aice cwim = ice cream · hangy = hungry ]

"baby, no," your husband, suguru, interferes. attempting to detach the little mouth of your 2 years old daughter from the tip of his index finger; whereas the other (h/c) haired twin tugs impatiently at his pants, babbling out the words 'aice cwim' and 'hangy'. she's dressed up in her cutest princess dress, though, her sister is not. looking as if she just got out of a fight with a bear.

"mimi, you want ice cream, hm?" you coo, picking up the polite girl who nods in response, already getting used to the warmth of your embrace. nuzzling into your chest. nanako, or as you call her, nana, perks up. no longer is she attempting to eat her father, but now she is crawling towards you; perhaps making you her next meal?

"m..mma, cwim?"

ah no. her attention was caught by the mention of her favorite food, that's all. you could hear the amused scoff of your husband. "so you do get along with the girls more than me." he finds the sight quite adorable, three of his loved ones huddled up in one frame sharing a happy moment together. "it's not rocket science, 'guru." nanako gasps at the tone you use on her daddy! mimiko pouts, now imitating you; both your daughters are taking this small banter albeit too seriously.

"bah bapa!" mimi calls out, her arms crossed and a crease in her brow; whereas her sister looks on in horror, she found out just now that adults can get scolded! not just any adult, but her daddy!

"nako, what's with that look on your face?" her father asks, side eyeing the horrified expression his daughter holds. she doesn't speak; only standing there with her mouth open, mimiko has long drifted away from the conversation; literally. somehow finding a small adorable mouse roaming around the house, leading to you trying to desperately prevent your child.

it's times like these where you forget all the worries in your life, pushing all those negative thoughts to the back of your mind.

yet it's times like these that make you remember; you can't have this experience for forever. overtime, you'd have to watch your children grow taller than their own father, cook their own food, go to the mall by themselves— why can't they all stay fun sized?

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noctylisse · 3 months

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I Knew I'd Curse You For The Longest Time

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ in which you curse suguru geto for, well, being suguru geto.

Suguru Geto x Gn! Reader (not proofread)

Fuck Suguru Geto for having those stupidly attractive bangs.

It’s the way he gently attempts to tuck them behind his ears with one hand as he smoked. Each time he does, they end up falling forward to frame his stupidly attractive face anyway.

You’re looking at him respectfully, you swear. It’s just you and him at this moment, waiting for your classmates, Satoru Gojo and Iori Utahime to meet you outside the closed basketball court.

Normally you wouldn’t want to stand near a smoker, but this man just seemed to draw you in somehow.

Suguru Geto was a charmer, and you simply couldn’t resist. He’s a gentleman, too. He greeted you with a smile when you bumped into each other in the hall, opened the door for you as you both went out the main building, and even asked you if it was alright for him to smoke at that moment. You know it’s all the bare minimum, but you figured he could do literally anything humane and you’d feel your cheeks flush.

You recall those moments when you and your middle school friends would excessively cough around smokers to try and make them feel bad for smoking. But now, you think that if you were to ever do that, it would be to get Suguru Geto to coddle you.

He meets your eyes as he exhales the smoke, and you smile. He does, too.

You don’t know Suguru Geto that well yet, but you yearn to know more about him.

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Fuck Suguru Geto for having such a sweet voice.

“You okay?” He asks as he gently holds your hand, bringing you toward him. His eyes roam to assess you for possible injuries.

You nod. You feel his thumb press against your pulse.

“I’ve got you, you’re safe.” He says with that addictingly smooth voice of his. He thinks you’re still deeply shaken from what had just happened.

You narrowly dodged a fast attack from one of the curses you were supposed to exorcize, and Geto just so happened to cover you and do the job before any serious damage could be done.

You do admit to be shaken from it, knowing that you would have been totally busted if it weren’t for Geto, but your heart’s quick racing didn’t come from that at all.

It came from the way he spoke to you after that encounter. You never realized how soft his voice was.

It was hypnotizingly sweet. From the way he whispered in your ear, wishing you luck as you entered the abandoned building, to the way he held your hand as he spoke words of comfort, you were sure he could control you with his voice alone.

But right now, you decide to be more level-headed. He was fussing over nothing, after all. Or rather, he was fussing over a quickening pulse that he had no idea was his fault.

You shake your head. “No worries, I’m fine, Geto.” You smile at him. “Thanks for covering for me. I’d be busted without you.”

He smiles back, stands straighter, and suddenly you aren’t so level headed anymore.

“It’s no problem.” He replies, placing a hand on your head to gently ruffle your hair.

As the two of you walk out the abandoned building with the burden of the mission off of your shoulders, you fail to prepare yourself for his voice that just so happened to sound even sweeter when he asked you to call him ‘Suguru’.

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Fuck Suguru Geto for having the most careful hands.

You sit in front of your vanity with Suguru behind you, gently brushing your hair.

The early rays of sunlight rest on the both of you as you sit in comfortable silence. He snuck into your dorm

to sleep over the night before, and he’s here with you as you get ready for the day.

“You’re really sure about this?” He asks as he gathers some of your hair to twist in his hands.

You smile. “Of course! We’d be matching in a way, Sugu. It would be cute!”

He chuckles. “I suppose I see the vision.”

You had asked him to tie your hair in a half-up half-down bun, to match with his man bun. You liked styling

your hair whenever you had the chance, and Suguru had ended up loving it when you let him do it for you.

It was peaceful, and extremely domestic. You’d give anything to always have moments like these with Suguru. One day, you’d hope to have him style your hair in a home the both of you share.

You can’t help but close your eyes as you feel his hands brush through and work their way around your hair.

Suguru has always made sure to make your hair look flawless. He also ensures that he never hurts you by accidentally tugging on your hair or getting it caught on the accessories he uses on it.

When he was done, he gently rubs your shoulders as you make eye-contact in the vanity mirror.

You turn around to place a gentle kiss on his lips as a sign of thanks. He smiles into it and pulls you closer, a hand on your cheek, and the other around your waist. His touch remains gentle, as if his fingers themselves press kisses to your body.

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Fuck Suguru Geto for having such pretty, sparkly eyes.

You feel the bed shift as Suguru gets up, trying not to wake you.

You immediately reach out for him in your sleepy state, squinting in the dark.

He sits back down to lay you back down slowly, a hand running through your sleep-tousled hair.

“Sugu..?”

“Just want to take a smoke break, baby. Go back to sleep, ‘kay?” He says softly, caressing your cheek.

The moonlight that managed to pass by the curtains shone on him as you looked up.

He looked beautiful. Unreal, even.

Your eyes move to look at his own, and they shine. His eyes shine like twinkling stars.

You catch a glimpse of him wiping at them before you close your eyes. You assume his eyes are just as drowsy as yours, and that he’d probably teared up after a yawn.

You’re too sleepy to argue, so you let him go.

“Just be back here, Sugu.” You yawn. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He says, voice cracking.

The sheets rustle as you pull the covers over you, and you fail to hear Suguru sniffle as he gets up and leaves.

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You wake up alone.

You do not see a trace of Suguru the entire afternoon, either.

Instead, you see Satoru with his back to you, fist clenched and bloody. You spot your teacher looking deeply agitated in front of him. His gaze then moved from Satoru to you, and somehow, he looked even more distraught.

From then, you learn about Suguru’s crimes.

You don’t know how to react. You first think of cursing him, which you do.

Fuck Suguru Geto for…

Not telling you sooner? No, you should have known. You should have done something. Anything.

Fuck Suguru Geto for treading a path I can't follow.

That could be it. But you crumble before you could think of anything else.

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nanamisbbygirl · 2 years

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curses & kisses

type: drabble, fluff, slightest hint of angst

includes: highschool geto suguru x gn! reader

summary: curses can leave a bad taste in geto’s mouth, making him a little worried to kiss you. (established relationship).

geto doesn’t like to kiss you after missions. it’s not as if he doesn’t want to, because oh how he’s missed you. in reality, he’s plagued with the lingering taste of cursed spirits on his tongue and the last thing he wants is to pass that morbid taste to you.

“please, su,” you beg with a small pout. you can’t understand his reasoning, because geto has get to explain why he always avoids you like this. it’s not like he can put the flavor of curses into words; life draining and depressing didn’t sound appetizing. geto stands tall and holds his ground while you stand behind him, arms wrapped around his narrow waist leaning onto him in the slightest bit. the two of you are alone in one the school’s many empty hallways as you slowly make your way towards geto’s dorm room.

“in a little,” he sighs, hoping that by then the remnants will have worn off. even he can’t resist your kisses. still though, you don’t like his answer, maneuvering in front of him and looking right into his heavy eyes.

“did i do something wrong?” it hurts him that you think that’s the reason he isn’t indulging you in physical affection. geto slowly traces the outside of your hands with the inside of his palms, shaking his head.

he catches your eyes for a second before mustering up the courage to speak. never did he think he’d be sharing his most inner thoughts out loud. in all honesty, it made him kind of nervous.

“i think i have bad breath.” it’s not the whole truth, but it’s the gist of it... a very watered down gist of it. you look at him like a confused dog, tilting your head slightly while furrowing your brows. “’cause you know all the curses i consume and... stuff.”

this is one of the first times you’ve seen your boyfriend this nervous. yet, behind those enamoring eyes of his, you can see there was more to the story than he was letting on. you didn’t want to push, and you didn’t want to pry but you also wanted to reassure him.

your face lit up with an idea, digging into your uniform pocket and pulling out a candy that your friend gojo had brought from his own missions. you placed it carefully on your tongue before reaching up and cupping geto’s jaw.

fluttering your eyes shut, you kiss him. there is no bad breath, like he was so worried about and as your lips meet, you manage to slip your own tongue into his mouth, passing along the sweet treat to him. he hums, surprised by your action but he doesn’t shy away.

his hands find their spot on your hips, smiling slightly.

“did that help with your bad breath?” you ask with a lovesick smile. he nods and responds:

“it did, now there’s no reason for me not to kiss you.” you giggle as he begins to lightly pepper your face and lips with more kisses.

your laughter is enough to ground him back in reality, there was nothing to be worried about. with you he didn’t have to fret over curses, he could let his troubles melt away into a forgettable puddle.

the tender moment the two of you were sharing was suddenly interrupted by a voice down the hall.

“ew, get a room you two,” shoko shouted, a smirk on her face while a recognizable white haired sorcerer was at her side. he flashed them a grossed out look before geto latched onto your hand, pulling you along through the halls and making a run for his room.

sure enough, there would be similar actions behind closed doors as well.

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emmyrosee · 6 months

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Geto doesn’t know how to respond to pet names.

It took him a long enough time to become used to the traditional “baby” and “love,” it was just recently when you started busting out these absurd nicknames for whatever thing you could be subjecting him too.

You were cooking once, and you called him “scnhookums” and asked him to pass the peppers. He dropped the tray.

Driving, you told your “stinky man” to take a left. He slammed on his brakes.

You’d been painting his nails and got some on his cuticle, and you asked your “little poop” to pass you some acetone. He just took his hands away.

It’s not that he doesn’t… like them, they’re just not quite what he expects. They’re so extreme, so left field that in a way, he feels as if you’re mocking him, making fun of him.

He doesn’t like that feeling.

But what he hates even more, is when you pause on giving him disgustingly sweet pet names. This, makes him feel like you no longer care, no longer wanting to take the time to come up with the gushy names that keep him in a shy state.

And you haven’t given him one in days.

He hasn’t been able to sleep. Nothing major, nightmares plaguing the dreams he thinks should be pleasant,

“Shhh,” you soothe. “Stay asleep. I’ve got you.”

He merely nods and lets his head bury back into the pillows, your lips press against his temple before he lets his breathing even out once again.

As if your kiss soothed the monsters that dance, he’s able to sleep a few more hours, waking up disgustingly late and pouting to find your side of the bed cold.

He’s not proud of the pout okay, you’re just really good at scratching the affectionate itch that digs his brain. all he wants is his ‘pooky bear’ to cuddle their little ‘chickadee’ and let him fall back asleep in their arms.

He’s sure those names aren’t far in your arsenal of names.

When he finally does come to search you out, he’s not completely surprised to see you, stretched out on the couch and in a state of relaxation he finds envy in.

“What’re you watching?” He asks, shuffling into the living room. You smile up at him and say nothing, but instead pat your lap as an invitation for him to come and curl against you.

With a nod, he does just that, letting himself lay down on the couch with you, his head nestled in your thighs. Your fingers instantly start their magic on carding his loose hair, and his eyes slack slightly at the tingly feeling.

“Feel better?” You ask, and he hums contently. “I told you more sleep would help. You just never listen to me.”

He says nothing, merely letting his fingers gently trace the lines on your kneecap.

There’s a whirl of silence in the room, and he feels his eyes grow tired from your loving touch, the post warmth of his shower, and the cat that’s curled on his feet, keeping them warm under her rhythmic breathing.

“My handsome man,” you mumble, bending down to plant a kiss at his temple. his eyes widen as he cranes his head up to look at you, curved in surprise and a glimmer of love in his dark pools. “So pretty it hurts… my handsome, pretty man.”

That. That, he could get used to.

He smiles dopily and turns his head to nuzzle into your thigh, trying to hide the heating of his cheeks from you and your potential teasing by keeping his face buried.

But you don’t pick on him. Instead, you click your tongue adoringly and press another kiss to his temple. He feels your nose taking deep breaths of his scent, and your thumb strokes his cheek lovingly.

“Shut up”, Suguru says happily, as an acceptance, letting his sleepy eyes close and allowing your affections to swallow him whole.

Yes, he thinks to himself. It’s the fluttery feeling everyone talks about. The air filling his lungs and his head skipping beats just by the tone of which you call him handsome.

You call him your man.

Maybe pet names don’t always have to be sticky and sweet; but it just makes the most meaningful ones penetrate his heart that much more.

And this pet name, he hopes you decide to keep.

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sugarysuguruu · 2 years

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‘Hey suguru’ you mumbled from across the room, suguru lifts his eyes to look at you, only to find you in a cute nightgown with lemon patterns on it. It looks almost too comfy and too cute on your body. ‘You look cute’ he confessed, raising his eyebrows to tease you a little. ‘I found this in my closet, I had it when I was 17 and never wore it, it’s very comfortable though.’ You spoke and began to walk in his direction, Getos hands moved from his laptop to on your side of the bed, patting it slowly as a gesture for you to come and tuck in next to him. You pulled the sheets over your torso and reached for his hand. ‘You just look so pretty in everything.’ Another confession slipped past his lips. It was in all honesty how he felt, you were the most precious thing that he had ever laid eyes on. He watched as you chuckled, how your lips playfully curve up into a shy smile, your lips barely covering your teeth. Your eyes tilt up too, Geto loves when you smile with your eyes, he loves to be the reason that you smile.

‘It’s true’ you smiled even more now, your face lighting up brighter than the morning sun. ‘Come closer to me.’ Geto whispers tenderly as he begins to wrap an arm around your shoulders, pulling you even closer to him; then pressed a kiss to your cheek that made you blush.

‘You’re so precious, I love you’ he pressed his lips against your cheeks again, inhaling your sweet scent after the shower. ‘Aw I love you too,’ you pulled him in impossibly closer by the waist returning the kiss.

<3

#a little drabble for geto!!!#first post!!!#I’m rlly tired and my cat is in the hospital so I’m using geto for some comfort <3 #more megumi stuff incoming soon #geto x reader #geto x reader fluff #geto suguru x reader #geto x female reader #geto suguru x reader fluff #geto suguru #geto fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #some comfort if ur sad!!!!#<333

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omitea · 1 month

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐀’𝐒

. ft. g. suguru x f! reader.

. content. you come home to find suguru having a tea party with his two little princesses. mention of eating. reader has a pregnant bump. pure fluff, so watch out for cavities. based on this post of mine. proofread? idk u tell me.

. note. i couldn’t detain myself okay. girl dad suguru has my heart n so will it have yours. you’re very welcome <3 and @satorisoup here u go sweets :)

if the people who could make geto suguru do anything while having them wrapped around their fingers, it would be your own two daughters. you have him wrapped around yours too— but it’s different in some ways.

he’s very protective of his little ones, not daring to be too stern or say no to them. afraid to break their fragile heart as they look him in the eyes with such hope. hoping that their father would cave into their playful little banters anyways.

which is why it’s not so uncommon anymore in the geto household to come home to a messy house. dolls scattered here and there, the tv still playing an unfinished barbie movie that you’ve watched a hundred times together. you find comfort in the domesticity of it all, wholesome how your small precious family lights your world up despite living in such a ruined world.

upon further entering your home— your ears pick up the sound of innocent giggles. purely filled with happiness and exciting squealing in between. you couldn’t help but smile at the sound.

you decided to finally approach the half closed door, quietly snorting at the heart-warming sight in front of you. your two little girls were busy preparing their dad for a royal dinner with the “king” and “queen”— referring to the two bears that sat at the table with paper crowns on their heads.

suguru had a concerning look on his face. it was funny to see a stoic looking man like him panicking from the inside. two pairs of chubby hands were working on his long hair, doing whatever they could muster up that’s suitable for them. wearing a plastic tiara. the other pair was making sure his messy makeup matched the painfully-stretched dress he was wearing.

wait…

you gasped as realization hit you, causing three heads to comically turn in your direction. “geto suguru, is that my favorite dress?” you questioned. but that wasn’t your top priority right now as your daughters ran up to you— causing you to teeter before gripping the door to steady yourself.

you greeted your girls with a few kisses on their foreheads, before pressing one on your awaiting husband’s temple. “you look stunning,” you hummed against his skin, trying to surpass the smile that was making it’s way onto your face. he could only scoff and shake his head, oblivious to the dangerous stares.

“daddy, you said you liked it!,” the older one stated. this only caused suguru to panic more as he tried his best to assure her. “i do…i do like it, sweetheart.” but his daughter was smart enough to not give in that easily.

the youngest jutted her bottom lip out as she continued to stare at her father. oh she knew what she was doing. sisters, one being four and one being seven? yeah that was a dangerous pair indeed.

suguru snaked his arm around your waist, looking up at you with pleading eyes. a way to ask for help to get out of this situation he could’ve avoided by saying no. but it wasn’t that simple. being a father simple changed his life for the best and he is extremely grateful for that fact.

“i love you a lot, suguru…,” you pinched the bridge of your nose. “but i can’t help you with this one.”

his large hand found it’s way under your shirt— tracing the stretch marks on your bump softly with his finger tips. “you go eat then,” he smiled. “the torture of taking these knots out of my hair will be worth every single second.”

at that, you pinched his cheeks and let them all three know you will be in the kitchen and left. not even five seconds later, you heard the youngest yell, “mommy! daddy ripped your dress!”

the deep sigh you let out wasn’t one of exhaustion and irritation, it was more the one of amusement. because that’s how your little family was. always finding a new way to add more unexpected events in your happy life.

but just after your other little one is here, your life will finally be complete.

#—sinnie posts ♡#☆ —jjk!#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #dad! au #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #geto suguru fluff #geto fluff #geto suguru x reader fluff #geto x reader fluff #geto x fem!reader #jjk x female reader #geto x female reader

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inmaki · 3 months

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gojo showing off your back scratches to geto

( cont from this fic! req, visual ) .

contains: sex talk, desc of back scratches, crack, sugu is called daddy once (as a joke.. right..)

everything was relatively peaceful in suguru's apartment. key word: relatively.

a forgettable yet appreciated sunday afternoon, not a cloud in sight despite the weather forecast predicting downpours of rain. either way, the raven-haired man insouciantly rested across his white couch, reaching the conclusion that today would be a day for self-care, relaxing, and perhaps some meditation.

there was only one thing ruining his peace.

all morning, suguru has been forced to try and ignore the stain a certain someone has left on his couch — a pair of unecessarily expensive yet dirty shoes being the culprit.

despite these attempts, every once in a while his gaze can't help but wander over at the mark — as if it'd poof out of existence if he glared hard enough.

"fuckin' asshole.." he mutters. it was a wonder his relationship with his best friend managed to stay so promising despite all their differences, yet suguru wouldn't have it any other way, even after situations like this.

right when he grumpily turns back to the tv — which was playing some crappy, low budget rom-com — his apartment door is yanked open and suguru swears he nearly jumps out of his seat.

great, was this it? was he about to get robbed, perhaps evicted? and then probably die? forced into the afterlife knowing gojo's shoe-shit was still on his new couch? no that can't—

"i fucked her!"

suguru whips his head towards the apartment door, announcement being disregarded as he nearly groans in agony. speak of the devil.

big blue eyes peak out from under circular sunglasses, one hand already raised in preparation for a dap up while his stupid, big, dirty shoe pushes the door closed behind him. gojo wears a black compression shirt with grey sweats, marching over to his friend with a ginormous grin across his cheeks.

"take your shoes off, now," suguru snaps, nodding to his friend's feet with a frown.

"yeesh... whatever y'say, daddy," the bastard never loses his smile as his hands raise in surrender, kicking them off by the door smoothly. "what's got your panties in a twist?"

geto pinches his nose bridge. "don't call me that," as he continues the scolding, he points to the living room with his free hand. "you got a mystery stain on my couch, satoru. do you know how many youtube videos i watched trying to get this shit off?"

unphased, gojo takes a look at the strangely colored blob against the armrest's leather material and shrugs. "my bad. did you try febreeze?"

"what— no? dude, febreeze is for.." when suguru looks back up to sourly meet his gaze, he could immediately tell the white-haired man was already drifting back into la-la-land, words going in one ear and out the other. "..nevermind. why're you here?"

at the reminder, satoru seemingly brightens, head shooting back up as if he was just told he'd won the lottery.

"oh god, don't make that stupid face—" he pauses. "the fuck are you doing?" suguru might as well say goodbye to his self-care day, because now gojo was stripping in the middle of his living room, shirt thrown haphazardly onto the still-very-much-stained couch.

"just look!" suguru squints as his friend swivels around to face the wall, pushing his bangs away to get a better view of the— oh shit.

it takes the raven-haired man a second to process what he's seeing before shuffling forward, closely examining the achingly red, bulging scratch marks displayed sexily across the latter's back and shoulders. "no way.."

suguru knows the strongest sorcerer well enough to notice how he purposely didn't use reversed cursed technique on these scratches, just so it'd be obvious to anyone that caught a glimpse of what exactly occured. to his further dismay, he can already picture a smug and sweaty gojo walking around their local gym like this, proud simper on his pretty lips as he easily raises a pair of weights in his veiny hands.

a hiss escapes geto's mouth as he runs his finger down a particularly agitated one, knowing exactly how painful they could be after experiencing many hook-ups of his own. even so, satoru only licks his lips, neck craning to the side so he can pride himself in his friend's gobsmacked expression.

"damn, these are deep. you actually hit it?" suguru confirms, raising a celebratory hand.

turning back around, satoru daps him up, a massive smirk now on both their faces. "hell yeah, it was amazing."

it was impossible to predict what gojo would do next after barging through his front door — especially considering how many times he's done so — but this has to be the last thing suguru ever expected.

not that he was complaining — in fact, all of geto's temper and need for relaxation seemingly flew out the window, the feeling of proudness for his best friend overthrowing anything else.

and even if he hated to admit it, the way gojo was so eager to come over and announce his virginity loss to him was more than a little endearing, and dare he say cute.

"that's great, man. congrats." suguru leads him into the kitchen — still shamelessly shirtless — to grab them both a can of beer in celebration. while the white-haired man usually didn't get involved with any form of alcohol, this occasion was most definitely exception-worthy. "you made y/n cum too, right?"

an offended glare is shot his way. "duh, two times."

"huh. surprised you could last."

as suguru pours their drinks into two fragile cups, gojo exhales, not bothered in the slightest by his jab. "dude, same.." he admits dreamily. "she was so fuckin' tight and warm.. and oh— fuck, her moans? heavenly.. 'can't believe i didn't bust after the first minute.."

geto gulps, trying his best to ignore the mental image his brain was producing from his dirty words. you can't blame him — both of you were smoking hot, and he was a simple man.

even now, he could already imagine what you both looked like; panting and moaning, skin-slapping so loud that it echoed through the whole room, how blissed out you'd look as gojo's cock split you in t—

satoru's playful sigh cuts through the tensing air. "who knows sugs, maybe you'll have another kind of stain to worry about next time we're over~"

he's never snapped out of a daydream so quickly. "don't even joke about that."

over the next hour, the two men sat manspread on the stained couch, taking leisure sips while recalling satoru's final moments as a virgin — suguru giving out his secret tips and tricks along the way.

maybe sometime, suguru could offer some.. hands-on learning instead.

mlist! <- sugu.. how could u think abt ur bestie and his gf like that... tsk tsk tsk (if u enjoyed reblogs/comments r appreciated heheh)

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theorphicangel · 2 months

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𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

this page contains mainly fem! or gn!reader x suguru works

collegebf! headcanons

#angel’s navigation #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen suguru #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #geto suguru x reader fluff #suguru geto #geto x you #getou suguru x reader #jujutsu geto

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