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ohimsummer · 4 months

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✎ . . .❝ PUSSY PRIVILEGES ARE GONE ❞

— talking about pussy + one mention of “dick privileges”, whiny satoru, poly! satosugu x afab! reader, serial manspreader + sassy man Suguru, black reader in mind :3

“You can’t do this to me.” Silence. “Baby, pleaseee!”

“Nah.,” you scoff. “Over with, pussy privileges are gone, and that’s final.”

“All because I don’t like the nickname?,” Suguru asks besides you, head cocked like a puppy.

You tug at Satoru’s strong hold around your waist. “Yep. Can’t get a kiss, can’t give my boyfriend a nickname. You two don’t love me anymore.”

Suguru crosses his arms over his chest, sinking further into the couch, traces of a pout falling over his face. He sighs. “What’s wrong with just calling me Sugu?”

You fight helplessly against Satoru, ignoring his continuous whining as he pulls you back into his lap. “What’s wrong with calling you ‘Papa Sugs’?”

“You can’t be serious.”

Huffing, with Satoru’s overdramatic and agonized moaning in the background. “Pft. Imma show you some damn serious.”

Suguru’s chuckle, exasperation creeping up the edges. “Sure. You’re gonna ban us from your pussy for…?”

“Indefinitely.,” you grunt, finally prying yourself from Satoru’s grip in his shock at your response.

“Baby!,” he whines, blinking shiny blue eyes at you beneath white lashes. “Baby, I-“

“Ohhh, so now I’m baby?”, you tease, rolling your eyes. “I wasn’t baby when you weren’t kissing me back, loser.”

“It was a joke!” Gojo puffs out his cheeks. “I’m a changed man, I promise.”

“Oh, okay.,” you smile at the knit of his brows. “You’re gonna be a changed man, alright.”

Satoru falls over into Suguru’s lap, stuffing his face into aforementioned man’s shirt and whining a muffled ,”You sooo hate us.”

“Whatever.,” you brush them off with a wave of your hand, heading to the kitchen. “Consider it a lesson in punishment.”

Six days. Just shy of a week before Suguru shows signs of cracking, because Satoru couldn’t withstand this whole thing to begin with. He’d tried everything from begging to gifts to taking your ‘dick privileges’, and then being immediately thwarted with a flick of your vibrator.

“That thing’s gonna replace us?,” Suguru snorts, nibbling the inside of his cheeks.

“It’ll do for now.,” you giggle with a raise of your chin. In truth, it didn’t even come close, but you’re far too petty to admit that.

“Can’t believe that is gonna get more action than me.,” Satoru groans into the pillows. “I’m gonna die at this rate.”

“Good.,” and he jolts up with wide eyes at your response. “I’ll make an example out of you for Geto.”

Satoru drags himself up to pout in your direction. "You could at least call me Satoru, he's the one you're upset with about names."

"No, first names are for boyfriends only."

Suguru lays sprawled out on the bed, legs spread open in retaliation, tapping around on his phone. "Oh? And when did we lose boyfriend privileges?"

"Since just then."

Both men narrow their eyes at you, glancing at eachother before Suguru massages a temple, lids fluttering as his eyes roll to the back of his head. "Fine, we're terrible boyfriends. Happy now?"

You adjust the towel around your chest, and disappear into the bathroom for a shower. "Nope, but I'm glad y'all know."

Ever dramatic, Satoru points an accusatory finger at Suguru. "This is your fault, she didn't take these privileges until you and that whole Papa Sug nonsense!"

"Well, you started it."

Their bickering raises bouts of giggles in your throat. Water spouts from the shower head when you turn the knob, and you tinker for a few minutes to get it to a temperature of your liking. At the sound of your 'ahem', both men go silent.

"First one to join me in the shower gets pussy privileges ba–“

There's a sound of rapid scuffling, Satoru's 'ow!', and then a flash of dark hair as Suguru slams and locks the door behind him.

"Not fair, I fell!," Satoru whines from the other side, jiggling the knob.

"Desperate are we?," you flash your tongue at Suguru as he strips bare.

"Mm." comes his quiet response, not wanting to fully admit this little game of yours was a lot more painstaking than he let on.

"Does that mean I get to call you Papa Sugs now?" Before he can open his mouth, you add, "If not then you gotta get out."

"Yes, kick him out!," Satoru pipes in, door now wide open and you notice the knob is not as attached as it was before.

Suguru sighs, throwing his shirt in Satoru's face before pinching your waist, and he smirks when you give a small yelp. "Fine."

#i pronounce it papa shugs in my head bc I rlly wanna call suguru sugar :33 #poly satosugu #satosugu x reader #satosugu drabble #suguru geto x reader #satoru gojo x reader #jjk x reader

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sugusearrings · 5 months

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( ' glass children. ' )

violet wrists and then her ankles, silent pain. then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams. monster, how should I feel? creatures lie here, looking through the windows i will hear their voices. i'm a glass child, i am hannah's regrets.

— summary: with the star plasma vessel dead, satoru and suguru need you (fem!reader) to lead them to their next path. — genre: angst. heartbreak. — playing: monster by meg & dia — note(s): i'm a sucker for what ifs. i love what ifs. good and bad. i thought about this what if a lot. i wanted to write about this since halloween and didn't have time to post it. i just know suguru and satoru are better than me cause everyone would have gotten this smoke. that's all imma say. anyways, mentions of blood & death. probably some spelling errors here and there. — word count: 866

Those beautiful cerulean blue hues still sparkled as the light down on them.

But the spark of life was gone. They were dull. Lifeless. Emotionless. You never saw them like this before.

You could feel the anxiety swallowing you whole. If someone looked closely, they can see your legs trembling slightly. The two boys in front of you were having a brief conversation but you couldn’t hear it. You couldn’t hear anything over the loud sounds of your heart rate picking up at a rapid pace. You couldn’t even hear the round of applause the strangers that crowded around the white hair teenager who held the lifeless body like he did the first time meeting her.

They were clapping for Satoru. Fucking clapping.

You just stared at the crowd in disbelief. What kind of people would approve of this? What kind of people are happy over this? The death of a young girl.

A young girl you considered your friend.

Monsters...monsters... “Suguru...should we kill these guys? The way I am right now I doubt I’d feel anything.” His voice was hoarse. But what made your heart ache was hearing no emotion in his tone. It matched his stare. Dull. Lifeless. Emotionless. Your eyes went over to Suguru. His back was faced to Satoru but you saw his almond shaped eyes were as wide as they can be but soon he pulled himself back together. He always does. He has too. “No. There’s no point. It’ll be dissolved soon enough.” His voice mimic the tone Satoru set. He began to walk towards the door to get out of there. He was sick of the clapping and the smell of the dried blood that lingeried. He was sick of this. He was sick of this life. He was sick of death. He was sick of curses. “No point, huh? Does there really need to be any point to it?” Satoru asked or stated. You couldn’t really tell. You went to follow behind Suguru like a lost puppy but Satoru called out your name.

“Name...”

"Y-yes...Satoru?" your gentle voice trembled.

"What do you think we should do?" Satoru asked you. His eyes didn’t look at you. They just looked straight ahead into nothing. Suguru's eyes went over to you almost forgetting you were even there. Your eyes was puffy and red from crying. You were the emotional one out of the three. That's why Satoru would tease you about being weak. You were a crybaby. But Suguru didn't see an issue with it, he likes you like this. So did Satoru but he wouldn't openly admit it. You reminded him about those certain emotions he swore he couldn’t feel anymore. "Name...what should we do?" Suguru also asked willing to do anything you said. The self proclaimed brains of this trio couldn’t think straight or logically. So it was up to you.

The boys looked over at you for an answer. An answer you didn't have. This wasn't fair. These higher ups using you children. Not caring if you killed one another or died in front of each other. You loved your best friends. Especially Satoru and Suguru, willing to do anything to protect them. Even Riko. They were the only family you have. But would the higher ups mourn you? Would the higher ups sink into a dark hole of depression? Would the higher ups get revenge on you? Or would they replace you like a piece of livestock. They would probably replace you in a matter of days.

They probably would assign Satoru and Suguru a mission while your ashes are still warm.

Satoru and Suguru.

The thought of leaving them behind made you feel sick at the pit of your stomach. How would Satoru handle it? You knew Suguru would break in a matter of days. He bottles so much inside of him it would just burst out. Would they keep it together if you were to die? Or would they lose it themselves.

You know you would lose it if either of them or both of them were to die. Leaving you all alone. To defend yourself. To love yourself. You couldn’t imagine a world without them. The three of you were glued to each other, couldn’t really function without the other.

You could feel the anger replacing the fear and anxiety. On the inside your morals and humanity was being teared apart, stripped away from you the more you stared at Riko's lifeless body in Satoru's arms covered by a thin white cloth. "Name..." Suguru called out to you once more. There wasn’t much time to make a decision. "Kill them," you finally answered losing all emotions you had that day, "kill them all." That's all Satoru needed to hear. His lips formed a wicked grin as Suguru silently summoned the rainbow dragon. You stood watched the blood being splattered on the walls and floors. The screams made you smile like that day on the beach with your best friends.

That’s where your mind was. The day on the beach with Riko and Satoru laughing at the sea cucumber while you, Suguru, and Misato were on the beach towels just watching them with smile of your faces.

#i had to re-write the beginning because tumblr didn't save it in my drafts yay ✨#they were fucking kids bro 😢#and if geto didn't stop gojo he would've been the villian #geto did that stopping gojo from turning evil #like thats why gojo was so mad not because geto became bad because he left him behind #i can go all day about this #dont get me started #satosugu drabble #satosugu x you #satosugu x reader #satosugu angst #( sugusearrings writing * )#jjk fanfic #jjk drabble #jjk x reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk x you #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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httpreggie · 5 months

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the fact that satoru saw kenjaku disguised as suguru and wanted to smile...

but it wasn't a pure, an innocent nor a sad one.

it was a raw smile, one that showed us how he would've dropped everything that second if suguru was really alive, though he knew he wasn't.

raw in a way that it showed how he wanted to join him, to be with him.

so raw, because those were are his feelings for suguru, raw, possessive, desperate,

as if he is his reason to breathe.

and, after all, he still is.

#satosugu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #satosugu drabble #jjk #jjk season 2

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bokutosmochi · 1 year

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TOUCHSTARVED ♡ GOJO SATORU

gojo satoru x gn!reader

ingredients? being born as the strongest, affection and tlc wasn't something he got from his elders. the moment he loses his best friend is when he learns to lean into the touch.

what's it? angst. reverse comfort, but mostly angst. a pinch of fluff if you squint

allergen warning/s? gojo's ooc, gojo's elders are icky, reader has a mostly good relationship with their parents (not described in detail),

sugar level? 1.6k

regulars? @hanayanetwork @tokyometronetwork @tahonet

parlor's note? did somebody say gojo satoru birthday fic???

gojo's a little ooc, but i couldn't help it. this man has gone through so much and now we're gonna make him go through more-[gets slapped]

bon appetit!

ever since the clan elders found out he not only inherited the limitless, but also the six eyes cursed technique, they were quick to push him into learning the art of jujutsu. there was no time for strolls on the beach, play dates with the kids his age at the playground, or ice cream parlor visits with his parents whenever he got an A on his report card -- not that they necessarily cared about that, the fact that he will grow to be the strongest sorcerer in his era is enough. his daily routine was wake up at five thirty in the morning, do light training, shower and get ready for school, eat, go to school, train some more exactly thirty minutes after he gets home, do his homework - sometimes gojo clan members who didn't inherit an excellent technique would just do it for him as ordered by his grandfather -, eat dinner, then get a full eight hours of sleep. this lasted up until he graduated middle school. it was when he moved to tokyo metropolitan jujutsu technical high school did he finally gain some independence; there were no more groups of people following him around with the intent of doing everything for him, and long gone were the days of him getting treated as some sort of living weapon. or so he thought.

while the high school was most certainly a lot better than how he was treated at some, he still had this sick gut feeling like he was being used to keep people safe, and while he did certainly enjoy being named as the strongest, and while he undoubtedly enjoys deeming himself as the honored one, couldn't shake off this feeling. but then again, he sighed, at least he's able to be himself here.

you entered his life during his first year of high school as you also possessed cursed energy and was pushed by your parents to attend the school so you may be able to sharpen your skills to the fullest potential.

the first thing he noticed upon meeting you, ieiri shoko, and geto suguru, the other boy in your class was that you both came to the school via your own accord. sure, your parents wanted you to be jujutsu sorcerers, but in no way, shape, or form did your elders shove the idea down your throat the way his elders did with him. he realized upon reflection that it was most likely because you didn't possess the amount of power he did. while yes, he knew that you and suguru were forces to be reckoned with, he can exorcise curses with a snap of his fingers. it didn't compare. not having him fulfill his destiny of becoming the strongest would be a waste of his inborn abilities. but then, you, him, and geto came closer friends and when he confided in you his feelings about how his elders treated him, you looked at him with this sadness in your eyes when he thought that you would just hum along and agree, say that the way they treated him was the right thing to do given his amount of power.

it was the first time he was ever looked at with something resembling pity.

you lunged forward and wrapped your arms around him in a hug, stroking the hair at the back of his head, muttering things about how you'll bake him homemade cake for his birthday and take him out for ice cream every time a mission goes well.

it was the first time he subconsciously turned off his infinity and the first time he received this comforting type of affection. the only time people has shown affection for him was in the form of love confessions and boxes of chocolate during middle school from people he barely knew. but this is different, because he knew you and it felt so intimate.

thankfully because of how used he is to training, he didn't jolt from your grip nor did he stiffen from the strange feeling, however, he did not return your hug. instead, he opted to put two firm hands on your shoulders and pull you away from him and go back to his dorm room quietly which was quite uncharacteristic of the white haired sorcerer. if you were being honest with yourself, you expected some sort of teasing quip about how you couldn't take your hands off him or how you couldn't resist him; basically, the complete opposite of how he actually reacted.

both you and geto were shocked, left dumbfounded so you decided to ask gojo about his behavior the next day.

to no one's surprise, he brushed it off casually before bringing up something embarrassing that happened to you one time you were paired up with him for a certain mission.

he was good at taking the heat off of him and leading conversations away, that's for sure.

but then, in your second year of high school, gojo asked you out. you said yes, and from there, you started dating the white-haired sorcerer.

as your boyfriend, you found him much gentler to you at times, praising you a lot, and yes, also annoying you a lot more since he got much more comfortable in your presence as time went on. for some reason though, you noticed that he still didn't let himself get vulnerable with you and affectionate too for that matter. his kisses were short pecks to your forehead and his hugs were even shorter -- he'd bring you close to his body with one hand, pat you on the back, and that was it.

still, you gave him space and didn't push the issue, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. maybe affection just wasn't really his forte, and if that was the case, you didn't want him to change for you. besides, he shows you his love in other ways, like how he has all your orders in the different restaurants you frequented memorized, the way he shares his beloved sweet treats with you, and how you're the only one privileged to be on the receiving end of those three words he uttered that you absolute adore.

gojo thought he could hide his vulnerable side from you and was quite confident about that too, that was until you two entered your third year.

it wasn't until he heard about the things that the last person in your trio has done: geto suguru, former student of jujutsu tech massacred an entire village.

what really got to him was the fact that the signs were all there, but he, geto suguru's best friend, didn't pick up on them: geto's bad days becoming more frequent, him losing weight, the conversations they had about how jujutsu sorcerers seemed to live just to serve non-sorcerers and protect them from curses.

you were close to the long, black-haired sorcerer as well. he was your classmate, after all, but your bond with him wasn't nearly as tight-knit as the bond him and gojo formed . your chest tightened upon hearing the news so you could only imagine how your boyfriend was feeling. all you managed to do was bow curtly to yaga who broke the news to you as you departed, running to find gojo which was thankfully easy because of the trail of cursed energy he left. it led you to his dorm room which was locked.

you gently knocked on the door. "'toru, it's me. open up."

it was opened at once and in a blink of an eye, satoru was already sat on his bed, his head in his hands, and his elbows on his knees. he didn't speak and neither did you. after all, what can you say to someone who just lost their best friend? and especially in the way gojo did. you also noticed how geto's mood was off in the past few days prior to the incident occurring, so you were sure gojo did too. what do you tell someone who saw the signs, only too late? and what do you tell someone who has the unfortunate, heart-wrenching task of having to exorcise his best friend?

not exactly knowing the answer to those questions, you just hugged him tightly, pressing your chest against his and cradling his head with one of your hands, tucking it into the crook of your neck. you could feel his touch as light as a feather as if he was gauging something because this is not something he is familiar with, this closeness and this intimacy. it wasn't one of the things taught to him by his elders, including his parents. he finds the feeling so alien, but so good. and it's what pushes the sob from his mouth, the two overwhelming feelings of loss and gain toyed with his mind and his heart so much so that he wasn't able to control his emotions anymore. he sobbed into your neck, grabbing fistfuls of your shirt to pull you closer to him, silently pleading that you never let him go, not just in the physical aspect of things, but also to never lose to the demons inside you the way his best friend did.

and you don't. you stay the night in his dorm, letting him bury his face into your chest and cry until he falls asleep as much as you needed, as much as he was deprived.

i get: reblog

you get: blindfold

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lxmelle · 1 month

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Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru & Gojo Satoru, Gojo geto Characters: Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru Additional Tags: Fluff, Romantic Soulmates, Drabble, Jujutsu Kaisen Manga Spoilers, Post-Shibuya Incident Arc (Jujutsu Kaisen), Alternate Universe - Afterlife Summary:

Gojo and Geto are at an airport terminal, post chapter 236, so SPOILER ALERT if you’re not aware of what happens or if you’re following the anime exclusively.

What happens when they talk and will their relationship develop further?

Just some light-hearted exchanges between these two to help ease the bittersweet pain of ANGST.

#i thought I’d be brave and share this #jujutsu kaisen satosugu drabble #I am not a writer #satosugu indulgence #satosugu fluff #jjk fanfic #jjk satosugu #satosugu fanfic #satosugu fanfic drabble #because we need more than angst #satosugu drabble #jjk spoilers #jujutsu kaisen chapter 236 #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #satosugu fanfiction

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oh-katsuki · 1 year

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cw: satosugu angst <3 they make me miserable i love them.

satoru lives with the regret. he lives with the guilt. it’s heavy on the back of his tongue, weighing him down and coating the syllables he speaks with a rounded, sorrow-laden lead.

he can’t talk about it. satoru can’t bring himself to. whatever there is to say, feel, or think, he’ll do alone. no one has to know about his lost last spring of youth.

it feels like a privilege to know. in the quiet moments, satoru relishes in the privilege of loving suguru. he, for a moment, forgets the sorrow and the things he wishes he could change, and tries to feel the brief moments of happiness as if they were unfolding in front of him.

he remembers the sea. satoru remembers his wind-swept hair and the feel of salt on his scalp. he can recall the sticky feel of his skin and the coarse brush of suguru’s hair against his cheek. the end of the day, sitting at a table with shoko and suguru. getou, painted orange by the sunset, leaning to the side and resting his head onto satoru’s shoulder. satoru can feel his dark hair against his cheek and neck, thick and over-saturated with salt.

he can feel the red sun, vibrant in its slow streak across the sky as it kisses the horizon line over a startlingly calm sea. maybe he’s imagining its tranquility. maybe satoru is embellishing the story to make it a little sweeter, to make the medicine that is nostalgia go down easier. maybe he imagined the way suguru’s eyes fluttered closed and the way his lopsided grin took over the crest of his cheek. there is a chance, that in actuality, none of this happened at all. satoru, in his twisted, grief-ridden mind, thinks that that may be a possibility as well.

perhaps, after that day at the beach, they went home separately and in the middle of the day, returning home in printed shirts to empty bedrooms where they waited out the sunset in their respective rooms. still, it’s not hard to imagine that maybe it was real. satoru and suguru did everything together, after all.

when the sweetness has faded and the sun has set on his memories, satoru returns to the present. he returns to the stale apartment he lives in and the perpetually blood-stained hands which he calls his own. there’s no sound, no summer heat sticking to his skin and sending him feverish, no suguru at his doorstep where he might have been had things been different.

satoru lives with the regret. the regret of not knowing, the regret of not noticing, the regret of being too wrapped up in what it meant to be the strongest—plural—that he never considered the singular. satoru often thinks about the plurality he’d convinced himself of. two only in body. the rest, he’d though, was shared.

satoru knows that his own romanticism can’t undo what’s been done, nor can he take back his hesitance to broach the subject of their emotional distance back then. he reminds himself, as if he could ever forget, that plural has become singular and that the suguru of before can only exist in the red-painted sunset of his most precious memories. satoru can only find him there, where salt and summer heat sticks to his skin like glue and the sea reflects the sun like a golden gilded mirror.

#satosugu #satosugu drabble #[ 📕 – writing ]#BYE IDK WHAT THIS IS BUT I LOVE THEM #tw: angst #jjk manga spoiler #jjk spoilers #<- just in casies

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nanaslutt · 7 months

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gojo & geto fucking their pretty bestfriend (you guessed it, you<3) in the eiffel tower position <333

contains: fem reader, threesome, the boys are gay for each other, choking, hair pulling, dirty talk ofc, kinda rough, gojo is a brat, satosugu are switches, sub reader tho

MDNI

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"fucking christ this pussy is killing me," geto has a strong hold on your hips as he pulls you back on his dick, similtaniously knocking gojos cock deeper into your throat, making your eyes water as you gag around him

"hahaha don't tell me ur about to cum already Suguru, we jus started," gojos hand is resting on the underside of your throat, so he can feel his dick every time geto fucks you into him

"shut the fuck up satoru," geto hisses and gojo infuriatingly laughs in response, "how are you doin princess?" gojo directs his attention to you

there is no way you were responding while in the state you were currently in, coughing and sputtering spit around gojos cock while geto expertly fucked straight into your g-spot

"whats that? gotta speak up baby, cant understand you" he coos, whiping the tears and spit off your cheek with his slender fingers

if you had half a mind, you would've slapped gojo for being such a bully, but luckily for him, you didn't have half a mind, geto stuck up for you though; ever the sweetheart he is; "such a fuckin bully satoru, maybe I should fuck you next while they sit on your face, see how you fucking feel then huh?"

you couldnt lie that the thought of suffocating gojo between your thighs and having him suck on your clit while geto fucked high pitched whines out of him didnt sound like the worst idea in the world, but that was for another day

reaching down between your legs you rubbed quick circles on your clit while digging your nails into gojos thigh to stabilize yourself,

"oh, i think someone likes that idea" geto smiled, feeling you squeeze and pulse around him, "you wanna help me fuck the brat outta gojo princess? bet we'd make such a g-good team" he punctuated with a particularly deep thrust, almost making you lose yoru balance, resulting in you digging your nails impossibly deeper into gojos thigh

and gojo fucking moaned like a bitch, tipping his head back, both his hands instinctly gripping your hair as he hunched over you biting his lip, taking a deep breath and slowing his hips down, it took every once of his strength not to fill your mouth with his cum at that second

you choked at the rough treatment but were grateful when gojos hips slowed, the opportunity arose to swallow air into your lungs again and you greedily took it

geto's rough treatment of your poor abused pussy bouncing you a little on gojo's cock still, but the loss of gojo also assisting was a nice change of pace

gojo looked up through his lashes at the raven haired man, he was fucking smirking

this had now become a competition, as most things did between them

abandoning one of the hands he had gripped on your hair and reaching out in front of him instead, his target? geto's hair

gripping suguru's signature bun and pulling his face close to his, lips grazing each other as he smiled against the ravens lips, geto's smile now wiped completely off his face, his jaw now slack as he stared into gojos eyes, knowing exactly what gojo was getting at

"i know kissin gets you all hot huh, you wanna kiss me suguru?" his jaw opening slightly, tipping his head back and forth as he looks between sugurus eyes and his lips

you felt geto's cock twich inside you, his pace stuttering a bit at gojo's words, gripping your hip a little harder, for his own sanity, he would apologize for the bruises later

"what do you think baby, should I let him kiss me, huh? he'll probably fill you up the second I get my tongue in his mouth."

the speed at which the roles between them keep reversing is giving you whiplash, bringing you closer and closer to your own release

you try to speak around him, wanting to tell him 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕, opting to just nod as your mouth was filled to the brim with gojo's thick cock

"yeah, think i will, good call baby," he rubs his thumb on the top of your head soothingly as his attention is now back on geto

"what do you say suguru?" the mans mouth is so close to suguru's own, his eyes now staring at the place theyre about to be connected at

"thank you, thank you princess." he says as gojo finally lets their lips crash together

and its soooo messy, the kiss; if you can even call it that; is all teeth and tongue, both the men moaning into the others mouth, their moans rising in pitch

geto feels like he could cum at any second, but what kind of man would he be if the one who allowed him to cum in the first place didn't get to squirt all over his pretty cock first?

he blindly reaches down between your legs, pushing your own hand out of the way as he quickly finds your clit and rubs is back and forth at a speed that has the coil in your tummy to wind faster than it ever has

"squirt on me baby," he whines into the blondes mouth obscenely "need to feel you cum all over- m-my dick, please baby" he’s whining

suguru's kisses becoming less and less reciprocating as his jaw goes slack and gojo's keeps tongue slides into his mouth

your legs snap together as your cum squirts out all over geto's toned thighs, moans muffles, choking on gojo's cock bordering on blacking out from air deprivation and sheer pleasure as you have the longest and hardest orgasm of your fucking life "m gonna cum, o-oh my god oh my god, fuck gojo fuck, 'm gunna cum, m gonna fill her up" gojo moves his hand to geto's throat, squeezing his throat, hard, tipping his head into sugurus

"m right there with you baby, gunna cum inside her pretty pussy, yeah? gonna cum inside her while I mess up her tight little throat?" hes talking geto through it

and youre trying to keep yourself awake as they fuck you from both ends into overstimulation, squeezing your pussy and swallowing around them both as you try to milk them for all theyre worth

ome of suguru's hands leaving its place on your hip to grab gojos wrist as the white-haired man tightens his grip, knowing just how to bring him to his climax

geto stills before he hunches forward over you and into gojo as he fucks rope after rope of his hot cum into your abused pussy, moans broken up by gasps as gojo tightens and loosens his grip on suguru's throat

quickly pulling out his cock from your mouth gojo pumps his cock at an inhumane pace, your heaving but you still instinctively stick your tonge out, like the good girl you are as his thick cum covers your face, he would feel bad about covering your hair and long pretty eyelashes with his cum but.. who is he kidding, he doesnt feel bad at all, his favorite girl with his seed all over your face, its the prettiest sight hes ever seen

letting your head fall against gojos thigh as your chest rises and falls rapidly, wincing as geto pulls out his softening cock from behind you, biting his lip stairing down at your ruined hole

"heh, i-," "shut the fuck up and come look at at this" suguru cuts off his best friend, gojo pouts but gently slides your head off his thigh to crawl to the other end of the bed and check out the veiw the raven-haired man is so adamant on showing him

your so red and your pussy is so puffy and angry, geto's cum has been steadily dripping out of you and down your thigh

gojo whistles as he pulls your lips apart to get a better look, he swipes his thumb on you, collecting some of your combined cum together, you whine at how sensitive and sore you already are

gojo pushes your shoulder back twords the bed so your chest is facing the ceiling as he leans over you and slips his thumb in your mouth, making you taste you and suguru's combined mess, "what do you say, pretty?" he watches your lips wrap around his finger befoer he pops it out of your mouth

"t-thank you" you say, voice hoarse

gojo giggles, starting to get up from the bed to get some towels to clean the three of you up

"so," you start "when were you guys gonna tell me you’ve fucked before?"

part 2 :p

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driaswrld · 7 months

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city boys! — gojo satoru and geto suguru.

wc : 1.4k

summary : you go grocery shopping with satoru and suguru and they're just idiots tbvh (gn! reader)

part of : the star paradox collection.

notes : i have shamelessly brought my calculator to a kfc drive thru and yes i do it at the grocery store bcus i have dyscalculia math sucks don't @ me. also i have so much satosugu brainrot i can't breathe. yay to the satoru themed era of the blog :))

other : this can be read as platonic or poly just however you wanna see it! (like three curse words i think - mentions of cunnilingus) I SWEAR ITS NOT WHAT U THINK

current casette : city boys - burna boy

There’s something about summer that makes Satoru and Suguru hang off your shoulders more than they ought to. In the most mundane situations too.

“—and it’s not even that serious!” Satoru groans, dragging his feet on the floor, reluctantly marching behind where you’re pushing the trolley. “Who cares what kind of curry it is? Curry is curry.” He reasons with a huff.

Suguru nudges you in the middle of the supermarket aisle from time to time, pointing out things you usually buy, brands you usually prefer over most, and you grab whatever you find remotely necessary and toss in the cart, both of you collectively ignoring Satoru’s whines.

“C’monnn… Listen to me!”

You pick up a can of diced pineapple and look at Suguru. “Nah, that one’s too sour,” he murmurs and you put it back instantly. Afterall, Suguru’s the best taste tester you could ever ask for. Satoru just scarfs down everything in a forty mile radius.

“The design on the can was pretty though, ‘s a shame.” You sigh.

Satoru’s groans fall on deaf ears.

You turn a corner and head into the fruit aisle. Suguru’s eyes flick to something over your head and his steps falter for a moment. While you’re pushing the trolley ahead, a soft smack! noise comes from behind you and before you can turn your head—

“No! I wanted the other one—”

“This one’s better—”

You ignore them, albeit barely with all the commotion both boys are causing in the supermarket. Leaning over an array of cherries on display, you hum to yourself, carefully picking the pretty ones to add to the cart, perusing at the other assortment of fruit and if even possible, Satoru and Suguru’s bickering gets louder.

“That tastes like shit—” “You look like shit—”

“You kiss your mom with that mouth?”

“You eat pussy with that mouth?”

You strain your head forward as an old lady strolls past, her eyes a little wide and eyebrows knitted with a look of utter shock and you shrink. With a stiff, humorless giggle you turn your back to her, suddenly finding a bunch of grapes oddly interesting.

Embarrassing.

And when you breathe a breath of relief as the old lady passes by, Satoru swings his arm over your shoulder, pouting. “Suguru’s a dumbass—” He’s cut off by a smack to the back of his head, and despite yourself you can’t help but laugh a little.

“Will you two just behave and,” you shift out of Satoru’s hold to take the mini package of ridiculously sweet m&m infused rice krispies he has in his other hand.

You toss it into the cart. “—help me pick some stuff for my fruit salad?” Satoru shrugs with a sigh, he hates shopping. It’s so boring—

You laugh and pull up the list you typed up on your phone : Raspberries, check. Kiwi, check. Watermelon, check. Grapes…

“What else do you need?” Suguru asks, and he sidesteps Satoru, leaning casually on the trolley, one foot pushing it forward and backward as you look through the fruits. “Grapes—” you murmur, suddenly feeling indecisive as you look through the different bunches. Green or Purple. Purple or Green.

Satoru pushes his sunglasses down to the curve of his nose. “Green, ‘s prettier,” he says and you turn to grab a bunch of the green grapes as Suguru straightens his body, pretending to look over your shoulder as he sneakily drops a package of plain marshmallow rice krispies into the cart. “Yeah, green would make it look way more appealing, wouldn’t it?” You whisper to yourself.

“I saw that—” Satoru begins to say.

“Purple’s better, healthier than the green ones.” Suguru says with a straight face. Behind your back he flips Satoru off.

You shrug your shoulders and grab a small bunch of both. If anything, it’ll be shared well between you and Shoko in the bentos you make. Hopefully she appreciates the struggle.

Sliding your phone unlocked, you glance at the list again as you step off. Grapes, check. Suguru pushes the trolley, following close behind you as Satoru trudges behind him. “Wait—” You halt immediately, and Suguru has to steer the trolley left so he doesn’t run into you, but Satoru steps on the back of Suguru's shoes, and looks away with a bashful whistle.

“Other aisle, we need to turn around.” You say, sliding your phone back into your back pocket. Canned Pineapples. You forgot you put back the last one. “How many damn aisles are there?” Satoru mumbles as you turn and make a beeline for the next corner, going back where the three of you came. Suguru chuckles.

Kneeling, you grab the canned pineapples opposite to the ones Suguru said were sour. Hopefully that much distance in the store is enough of a difference between the two brands.

You check the list one more time. Pineapples, check.

“Right, that should be it.” You mumble and both boys internally celebrate — well, Satoru makes a show of letting out a long dramatic sigh of relief while Suguru nods.

Taking a look into the cart, Satoru pettily moves his package of rice krispies on the other side of the cart, away from Suguru’s and when Suguru looks at him incredulously, he sticks a tongue out, “Your flavor’s trash.”

Suguru rolls his eyes and is about to push the trolley forward to run him over when he sees you pull out a scientific calculator from your tote.

A scientific calculator. The same one you use for school. “The fu—” Satoru is about to say, and Suguru glances at him, both of them trying to at least read each other’s minds about what the hell is going on.

You however, are so hyper focused on your little task, pushing the buttons of your calculator, tongue poking the inside of your cheek. Satoru and Suguru watch you for all of two minutes. One minute spent with expressions morphing from confused, to even more confused, to utterly amused. The second minute spent snickering quietly and snapping silent pictures for the groupchat.

“Huh, I went over a little.” You hum and though they haven’t wiped the sheer amusement off their faces, they both find themselves intrigued. “By how much?” Suguru asks, quickly sending off the pictures to the groupchat.

“Seven hundred yen.” You reply as you step forward to peer into the cart, willing and ready to discard one unnecessary item to drop the price.

Three of your phones chime. Satoru checks his own notification.

[Gojo Fanclub]

Nanaminn <3 : who added me to this???

Nanaminn <3 : delete my number gojo.

“Bet it’s the curry.” Satoru mumbles absentmindedly, typing at his phone screen. “The curry’s like—” he pauses, shoves his phone in his hoodie pocket and counts silently on his fingers. “A thousand yen or something — they must’ve put the god of curry in there or something.”

“It’s not the curry,” you reason scouring the cart for any discrepancies. And there’s quite a few of them. Including but not limited to some Sakura tarts, sour candies, an extra package of rice krispies—

“The curry powder we picked is five hundred yen, it’s not the curry.” Suguru shrugs, and Satoru leans against one of the shelves of seasoning, letting out a quiet sneeze.

“Bless you— I need to recheck these.” The calculator comes out again as you murmur to yourself, the click clacking of the buttons drowning out your own thoughts.

“I’m just saying— maybe it was the rice krispie Suguru snuck into the cart—” Satoru mumbles, all while he bends his body at the end of the aisle, reaching blindly around to the shelves on the other side.

“You put one in, I was only balancing the trolley weight.” Suguru interrupts, and he turns his head away when you look up from your calculator at him accusingly.

“See?” Satoru grins, almost victoriously as he grasps a package of baumkuchen, wheeling his hand back as he sidesteps Suguru, moving to slide the pastry into the trolley. “Who knows what else’ll just drop into the cart?” And your calculator is forgotten as you snatch the pastry from Satoru’s hand. “Nothing else is dropping into the cart—”

But something else catches your attention as you’re about to scold him.

Two bright green bags, hidden at the bottom of the cart, stuffed under the packaging of Sakura tarts.

“Who the hell put Kenpi chips in here?”

Satoru and Suguru both freeze, and suddenly their accusing fingers are pointed at each other. But instead of scolding them like they expect—

“Should’ve at least put one for me.”

You're never going to the grocery store with them again.

Bonus :

“Satoru’s paying for the extra snacks—”

“Not fair! Suguru shouldn’t get to just stuff his face—”

“Only two of those snacks are mine. Two. Out of ten.”

A notification sounds on the three of your phones.

[Gojo Fanclub]

Nanaminn <3 : is that my calculator that you borrowed???

@todorokies gets the privilege tag cs i told knives ab this first😭

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teddybeartoji · 14 days

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18+ mdni

deciding to cuck satoru bc you know he loves that shit but instead of making fun of him like you were planning to – you're now crying your eyes out from pleasure bc suguru is just fucking you so good... and his ego has grown twice the size bc you both look just sooo pretty when you're all desperate and needy. his name is spilling from both of your lips simultaneously and it's the prettiest fucking sound in the world.

"oh, so you're both crybabies then?"

you feel so good around his cock and it takes everything in him to tear his eyes from you, but he does want to look at his best friend too. satoru is sat on the desk chair a few feet from the bed; he's tied up – his hands are behind his back and there are ropes digging into the soft skin of his thighs. suguru can see the pretty, red marks they're leaving and he groans at the sight. satoru's cock is so fucking hard, the pre-cum is dripping all the way down his shaft and balls. he tries to hump the air to get some relief but he just can't – the ropes are way too tight and he's nailed to the chair. suguru laughs darkly; his hips never falter, the speed at which he's pounding into you is relentless. he has you both at his mercy and he's never felt bigger, stronger – he has all of the power and he fucking loves it.

+ @staryukis look what you did

#i am unwell #mickey is daydreaming #angel boy #sugu #satosugu #stsg #stsg x reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #gojo smut #gojo drabble #geto smut #geto drabble #satosugu x reader #jjk gojo #jjk geto #jjk smut #jjk drabble

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ohimsummer · 5 months

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✎ . . .PRETTY, PINK LACE

— minors dni, bully! satosugu again……🧎‍♀️, gojo and geto (especially gojo) being gross little pervs, mentions of recording, masturbating, aftermath of this

The walk to class is strangely serene. You make it there with no headaches, no teasing, no interruptions, and no distractions. A soft breeze of the wind cools you off, and all that fills your ears is the idle chatter of other nearby students and the crunch of fallen leaves beneath your shoes. The occasional peer from one of your classes waves at you, says a quick greeting as you make your way across campus. It puts you at ease, just having a normal day. This is what life is like without Satoru Gojo.

Of course you’re not really free of him. He’d never leave you alone, you’re simply unaware of his presence. Besides a faint whiff of his cologne, you haven’t actually seen Gojo all day. It’s peculiar, really, though you’re not going to complain, but rather enjoy his lack of presence for the time being. You blink up at the sky, at the lovely, fluffy clouds slowly traveling through the air, and you truly feel at peace for the first time in a while. If you studied your surroundings just a tad bit harder, you’d know he and Geto were still hovering nearby.

Both men eye your pretty, oblivious self. Look at you, wandering without a care in the world, basking in the warm sunlight gleaming off your skin. Gojo doesn’t think he’s ever seen you so tranquil, and he has half a mind to ruin it for you. But what they had planned would be so much worse.

You came and retrieved your bra from them the very next day under some pathetic, muttered excuse, snatching it from Geto and quickly retreating from their presence. Cute. The thought of letting them keep it crossed your mind on more than one occasion, but letting it stay in their possession felt like you’d be miserably losing some kind of game. Originally, after getting it back, it was going in the trash because you simply couldn’t stand the idea of wearing something tarnished by their awful presence. But you loved this bra and the matching panties that went with it, plus it was a rather expensive set so…fuck it, you end up just tossing it in the wash and wearing it the day after.

And Gojo’s just giddy at the thought of the tainted lace over your soft tits. You couldn’t tell, not at all. They washed it thoroughly after using it, so no way you’d be able to, or else you probably would’ve burned the undergarment entirely. It turns them on so much. You clad in that perfect little bra, the same one they’ve defiled so horribly in the comfort of their room. It was Gojo’s idea, of course it was, and Geto just came along for the ride. Only Satoru would want to spend the night shooting his cum all over the cups of your bra, rubbing his tip over it to smear precum and semen into the fabric. And before that, letting the adorable pink thing sit over top his face, inhaling the scent of your sweet perfume and imagining he was fucking you instead of his hand. Eyes pressed shut as he panted against your bra, thinking about smothering his face in those beautiful tits of yours as he thrusted into the heat of his pussy. Gojo wanted to wreck you, wipe that pretty frown off your lips until you were a blubbering, overstimulated mess with only his name on your tongue. God, he was infatuated with you.

So, Gojo doesn’t think this exchange is half bad. You all get to enjoy your days and, in a week or two, as he corners you against a wall and Geto captures your horrified glare when Gojo shows you the recording, it’ll be a nice reward for him, he thinks. A picture of your revolted expression towards the nice, crisp video of the both of them befouling that vibrant, pink bra, the same one covering your tits right now.

#bully! satosugu #satosugu x reader #satosugu drabble #satosugu imagine #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #satoru gojo smut #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader smut

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sugusearrings · 6 months

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it would be gojo’s idea to sneak into a nightclub after that hectic mission.

the bouncer saw geto and gojo’s fake IDs but seeing you and shoko were with them, he finally let you guys in.

now you’re having your first shot with your best friends.

but one shot turns into another

and another,

and another.

now you’re on the dance floor in the middle of a very tipsy gojo and geto. very impressed how the boys can actually dance. especially gojo.

but it only makes the two strongest sorcerers think how pretty you’ll look in the middle of them.

pleading and begging for both of them to stuff all you till you couldn’t take it anymore. and even then, they probably wouldn’t stop till you’re leaking from all your holes.

#don’t mind me #just lowkey tipsy atm #AND THEY CAN DANCE DANCE #THEY HAVE RHYTHM I KNOW THEY DO #imma go drink more now ✨#drabble ideas #jjk drabble #jjk drabbles #satoru x suguru x reader #gojo x geto x reader #gojo x geto x you #satoru x suguru x you #satosugu #satosugu drabble #satosugu x reader #satosugu x you #( sugusearrings thoughts * )#( sugusearrings ideas * )#( sugusearrings shorts * )

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stsgluver · 3 months

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𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 — gojo satoru, geto suguru

synopsis. what better way to spend a hot summer's day than in your best friend's basement smoking?

wc. 1.5k

tags. mdni nsfw themes, suggestive, gojo x yn x geto, also implied x shoko, no real established relationships apart from shoko x utahime everyone just likes to mess around, smoking, implied sub!gojo

a/n. happy early valentines!! Gojo's coming back tomorrow I feel it

the basement was foggy and hot, a distinct smell in the air as you, geto and gojo passed a blunt between the three of you. you’d hidden in the dimly lit basement to escape the heatwave outside, cold towels discarded on the centre table once they’d reached room temperature.

geto sat with his legs spread, blunt between his lips as he tilted his head back and took a hit. the veins on his outstretched arm became more prominent as he lightly gripped the back of the sofa right by your head.

you swallowed thickly at the sight of the small beads of sweat that dripped down the side of his neck. he had tied his hair up to stop it from sticking to his skin but that had only made him look more attractive. your thighs subconsciously squeezed together at the thought of him between your legs, fingers entangled in his bun pushing him closer and–

“give me some.” his words were demanding, yet gojo looked anything but – peering up at geto through half-lidded eyes.

you sat on the other half of the sofa with geto, legs across his, relegating gojo to sit by himself on the floor. initially he’d been sat by the table, though with each hit and pass of the blunt he’d inched forward till now when he was between geto’s spread legs, hands loosely wrapped around your calves as he balanced himself.

geto seemed to consider his words for a moment, his lips pulling up into a smirk at the sight of gojo already. he’d always been the lightweight of the three of you, eyes bloodshot and words slurring after only a few tokes. the lack of air conditioning in geto’s basement only added to his dishevelled look – his glasses were long forgotten somewhere and his hair was clinging to his forehead.

“no,” the younger male shook his head, earning a whine from gojo, “you’ve had enough.”

with a light chuckle, geto held out the blunt in your direction instead. you gladly accepted, leaning forward to take it from between his fingertips, the brush of your skin against his sending a rush of warmth through your body.

geto’s arm that had been on the back of the sofa moved forward so that he could push your damp hair back from your face. his touch was barely felt and yet you still found yourself trying to lean in for more.

“please,” gojo’s cerulean eyes were focused on you now, darting between your lips as you blew out a cloud of smoke, and then the low cut neck of your top. he was on the verge of begging and he wasn’t sure what for anymore.

he was also always the first of you to crack, turning an innocent smoking session into a hot mess of intertwined limbs and breathless moans. he would blush about it later on, when geto would tease him for not being able to keep it in his pants for more than five minutes (like he hadn’t been counting the minutes until gojo broke so he could have his way with him).

you, unlike geto, submitted to gojo’s demands far too quickly nearly every single time. he was so pretty looking up at you, fingers drawing circles along your skin as they inched further up and along your thighs in an effort to distract himself from the tightening in his pants. if he was sober, he’d realise that the warmth of your skin beneath his fingers was only igniting the spark further. especially given the fact he’d barely been able to look away from you when you’d first come down into the basement with geto’s top on and skimpy shorts.

but he wasn’t sober and being this close to you just felt so good.

“come here,” you curled your index finger towards yourself in a ‘come hither’ motion and gojo obediently shuffled forward. instead of settled back onto his heels as he had been before geto, he rested his weight on his knees making himself several inches taller than you – even being sat up.

you took another hit from the blunt, passing it back to geto who’s hands had replaced gojo’s on your thighs. brushing your fingers through gojo’s overgrown undercut, you gently tugged him down and his lips parted without command. he knew what you were going to do. your eyes never left his as you blew the smoke from your mouth into his and he swore if he didn’t close them soon he’d come untouched.

closing the gap between the two of you, you let out a pleased hum as gojo kissed you back, tongue almost instantly coming out to swipe against your lower lip. everything was always fast paced with him and he didn’t deviate from his usual behaviour as his nimble fingers tried to ease themself beneath your top.

“shoko’s going to be pissed we’re doing this without her.” geto’s voice was so casual, like he wasn’t aching just as much as gojo at the sight of the two of you shamelessly making out in front of him. his hand squeezed around your thigh once when you didn’t respond, too enraptured in gojo’s touch.

“not our fault she’s running late,” you countered, pulling back from gojo to take in a much needed breath. geto’s dropped the blunt by now, and he took the chance to pull you from gojo and onto his lap properly. your knees settled either side of him and he lifted his hip to meet yours, a gasp leaving your mouth at the rough contact.

if the room wasn’t already sweltering beforehand, it definitely was now and the thin layers of clothes between the three of you were becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

“she’s missing out,” geto ducked his head down to yours. he was more methodical in his kisses, always leaving you wanting more and god did you want more. you could feel him beneath you and, though he appeared calm and collected, the iron grip on your hips was testament to his deteriorating self control.

the sofa dipped as gojo took his place next to geto, the older male desperate for attention as he pressed sloppy kisses to the side of geto’s neck. geto smiled against your lips, one of his hands leaving your body to press gojo closer by his lower back. the response was automatic, a pleased sigh from gojo as he left purple bruises along geto’s tanned skin.

“you’re so pathetic,” geto murmured to gojo.

you ran your finger across geto’s bottom lip, “stop, you know he loves that.”

“you don’t say,” geto cocked a brow, tongue poking out to lick the tip of your finger. gojo pulled back from him, lips swollen despite having spent more time kissing geto’s neck than he had been you. he was grinning, a tent in his sweats clear, loving the way you two spoke about him.

“jesus christ.”

light flooded the room as the door to the basement opened and shoko appeared at the top. in her hand was a bag of cold drinks from the corner shop between her’s and geto’s houses and behind her was her girlfriend, utahime. “can you guys not go one day without fucking around with each other?”

you laughed at shoko’s complaining, as if she wasn’t usually the one on her knees. sliding off of geto’s lap, eyes darting down to his visible arousal, you stood up stretching your arms above your head.

“you’re just mad we didn’t wait.” you blew her a kiss, stealing the bag once she made it to the bottom of the stairs. shoko grumbled but didn’t deny it, grabbing one the blunts off of the table that geto had rolled when you’d first come downstairs. taking out two pepsi cans for yourself and gojo, you dropped the plastic bag onto the table.

shoko took a seat on the adjacent sofa, pulling utahime down onto her lap. “give me that,” she held out her hand for the yellow lighter she knew geto had in his pocket so she could light the blunt in her hand. she took a few hits before passing the lighter and blunt back to geto.

“look, i’m always down for two more to join,” gojo shrugged as you took a seat next to him, curling your legs beneath yourself and tucking into his side. his arm slipped round your shoulder, his fingers brushing against your skin.

“whore,” geto elbowed his side. utahime was still relatively new to your little group… she wasn’t yet to be an active member of all the extra activities you liked to partake in.

“look at yourself,” the white haired male’s hand slid across geto’s thighs to where he was so obviously still desperate to be touched. geto let out a small grunt, narrowing his eyes at gojo’s teasing.

“ieiri, i’d be careful,” you nodded your head towards the blue haired on shoko’s laps, cheeks flushed a deep red, “your girlfriend seemed to like the idea of that.”

#𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 #𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 #gojo x reader #gojo x yn #gojo smut #gojo drabbles #gojo fics #geto x reader #geto x yn #geto smut #geto drabbles #geto fics #gojo x geto #satosugu x reader #satosugu smut

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moechies · 3 months

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thinking really hard about suguru with his sweet girlfriend that has too tight of a throat<3 who struggles and cries when sucking him off <3

“smile for the camera, pretty.”

suguru presses the phone in your face, the blinding flash catching all of your current mishaps. your glossy eyes, fig colored cheeks, and most importantly, your boyfriends cock stuffed deep into your small throat.

you knew this recording was going to be sent to satoru, his best friend, and you didn’t mind it; not one bit. if anything, it made you want to take suguru even further down your throat to mark a good impression.

but your instigator boyfriend.. oh how he reads you like an open book.

“awh satoru, look. she’s tryin’ to impress you, trying to show how much that throat can take.” his mean teases causes your face to burn, but deep down he knows you like it.. love it even. he replaces his hold on your hair, moving his hand to your throat, giving it a light squeeze.

“tryin’ so hard to show off when she can’t even get half my dick down her throat.” he presses your head harder onto his cock, causing a splutter of spit on his cock with a light gag. the tears begin to pool at your eyes again, glancing up at your boyfriend’s sweet face for any sense of reassurance.

“cute.”

9:38 pm

*1 attachment*

suguru : look how cute.

*screenshotted*

satoru : wish she was suckin’ me like that.

satoru : when are you gonna let me have a turn :(

suguru : don’t get ahead of yourself.

he places his phone face down, glancing down to see you all pretty below him. you’re suckling and kissing his swollen tip, catching his pearlescent pre on the tip of your tongue that pumps out once a while, waiting for his full attention.

“alright pretty, that’s enough playing. make me cum now, yeah? then i’ll give my baby her reward.”

#this kinda sucks :P #jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #satoru x you #suguru x you #suguru smut #getou smut #getou suguru x reader #getou x reader #jjk getou #getou suguru #getou suguru x you #suguru geto smut #satosugu #drabbles ⋆⑅˚₊

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nisuna · 5 months

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Currently trying to recreate tipsy big!brother Suguru x reader x Satoru bcs I don't know what happened to it. Did I delete it did it get deleted idkkkk I'm so sad

But I did it!! I added some stuff and refined it a bit soooo.. noice

The ask was: tipsy Suguru shares his pretty little sister with Satoru<3

<3masterlist<3

18+ MDNI

TW: stepcest, riding, dick sucking, throat fucking, anal play (not putting anything in), mentions of foursome; use of baby, princess, good girl; dry humping, groping, tit sucking, teasing, a fuck ton of dirty talk, breeding kink, hickeys, oral (m receiving)

They've been teasing you all evening. But because they always were touchy when showing affection, you didn't think much of it. So you didn't mind that your Brother Suguru was hugging you from behind, head on your shoulder while swaying both of you to the music at one of their shitty house parties. And you didn't mind when Satoru ran his hands up and down your waist to greet you. But what you did start minding, was when you felt your brother rub his hard crotch against your ass. And you did mind when Satoru's fingers danced along the hem of your low-cut dress, occasionally slipping in to give your tits a squeeze. At one point they were just shamelessly dry humping you on the dance floor. Nobody seemed to care, because the other guests were about past tipsy at this point. But whenever you tried to speak up they both shushed you saying it's not that serious and that it's just for fun. You just couldn't say no to either of them.

When you ended up staddling Satoru you realized that they were lying to your face the whole time. Because you think it is rather serious when you're straddling your brother's best friend, dress bunched at your tummy exposing your tits and ass, while your brother is pulling down his pants. "We really shouldn't be doing this", you whined, trying more to convince yourself than the two guys. Satoru just hummed while sucking deep purple marks on your neck, occasionally licking over them as he squeezed you tight. "Don't worry, princess. This is just for fun, we'll take good care of ya.", he whispered against your lips, giving your hip a reassuring squeeze.

"Which hole do you want, Satoru? Dibs on her mouth", your brother grinned, cheeks dusted pink from the alcohol he's had so far.

"Hmm, I was thinking pussy. But if you say it like that..." he bit your neck while gliding his slicked finger over the rim of your asshole. The attention made you gasp and clutch on to his shoulders. He kissed your temple still playing with your other hole. "But why don't we leave this for a special occasion, shall we?" he winked at you and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

"Fine by me", Suguru huffed, already stroking his cock in your direction.

And that's how you ended up in the predicament you're currently in. You tried your best to take Suguru as deep as possible, but not choke too much. Your mind felt fuzzy from Satoru whispering in your ear while also paying attention to your asshole. "Baby", he moaned, "look at it, it's literally begging for attention. Bet you could take three guys at once. Should we get a third one to fill up your mouth while me and your brother fuck your ass and pussy? Hmm? You'd like that huh. Don't lie to me, I can feel you dripping all over my leg. You're gushing, pretty.", he kissed your cheek, while you were moaning around your brother's dick. You tried to shake your head no (you were in complete denial), but your brother kept your head in place fucking his cock deeper down your throat.

"Satoru, you better keep talkin' to her like that, her moans do wonders 'round my cock ah"

"You don't have to tell me that, she's squeezing me so hard whenever I say anything. Say, want us to breed you? Want three big men to manhandle and breed you so all of your holes are full of cum? Hmm want to feel it drip out while we push it right back in?", he mused while groping one of your tits with his hand and sucking on the nipple of the other one.

You momentarily unlatched yourself from Suguru's cock but continued to stroke it with your hand while you mewled, "Yeees want it bad, want to feel so full, wanna feel you drip out, oh god please fill me up!!"

"Hehe, you heard her," your brother hummed, you could only yelp when you felt him yank you by the hair, lips back on his cock, "now get back to work."

"Mhmm~" you hummed around his dick.

"Alright, we're gonna fill you up, make ya nice and plump. But you gotta cum first okay? Can you do that for me, cream round my cock, yeah?"

You moaned in agreement and felt your eyes roll back as Satoru's thick fingers went to work on your neglected clit.

They were fucking you between them as you tried to pleasure both of them, while Satoru was rubbing thick circles on your clit. Your mind was going fuzzy from getting filled on both ends and from the aftermath of Satoru's dirty talking.

He was right on time when you felt yourself get close, "Gonna fuck you airtight next time, if you cum right now. Can you do that? Oh yeah that's it." You came with a muffled scream as they kept fucking you through your high. Satoru finished right after from your pussy convulsing around him. And when you looked up to Suguru with teary, fucked out eyes, that was when he too hit his limit, stuffing his cock in your mouth and spilling down your throat. You eagerly swallowed all of it and when he pulled out you showed him your empty mouth, proudly sticking out your tongue. He kissed your forehead while patting your hair. "Good girl, you did so well for us."

"Yeah good job", Satoru nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. "Also", he kissed from your neck to your ear, slightly nibbling on it, "I wasn't joking about someone joining. We really want to try a lot of things with you, right, Suguru?"

"Right", your brother smiled gently, coming closer to cage you between the two of them.

This experience will definitely leave a dent in your relationship, but you felt safe between the two guys you trusted most in the world. How could that possibly be wrong?

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chososlittlestuttyboy · 3 months

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(Request: omg can I pls request ftm chubby reader x satosugu? (polyamory if possible pls reader is a bottom) :I got you pookie:

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“your have soft hair (name)” satoru said while brushing your hair, suguru parted your hair and looked at at satoru “my six eyes are telling me his nape is his weak spot” satoru whispered to suguru “what if i just” satoru says before sliding his finger down your nape “hhn-!?~” a moan ripped from your throat “what the fuck satoru!” Your yelled “whattt, I was just curious” satoru said, while suguru was dying laughing on the other side over you, “it’s not funny…” you pouted your plump lips, satoru looked at suguru, then both of them looked at you, suguru kissed your nape and satoru kissed you, “mph!~” suguru then moved to your cheek, kissing it then pushing satoru then kissed you, “mhh~…” suguru picked you up and walked you to your shared bed “suguruuu~ share him with mee” “ you had him long enough satoru..” suguru said while takin your shirt, then layed you on your tummy, taking out his cock and layin it on your face “hm, suck” before you can say anything he shoved his cock I; your mouth “satoru” “ya ya suguru” satoru lifted your ass up so he can reach your cunt easier “so wet..” he rubbed the flats of his finger tips.

satoru licked your cunt though your boxers “nngh!~ mmph..~” your eyes rolled back, “let me take these off” satoru said while taking your boxers off “oh wow..” satoru groaned at the sight of your pussy, he slowly lowered your ass so it was at his crotch level, took out his 8 inch cock and lined it up to your cunt

*crack!*

You couldn’t scream, satoru looked at your face and grinned “satoru, what did I say about going hard on him” suguru cooed, “shhh… suguru I know” suguru rolled his eyes as he kept his cock in your mouth “how does it feel getting fucking in both ends baby?” Suguru rubbed your cheek, feeling his cock poke your cheek “f’fuck… I’m so close, im goin cum inside ya…” satoru moaned “same over here…” suguru whined, you tried to say no! You really did! But.. you were to cock drunk to say no! At the same time you didn’t want to miss the chance to be breeded by both of your best friends! “Thank you pretty boy…~” “hgnh~” they both groaned before cumming inside of you

“uh did he fall asleep”

I was inspired by this🙏🏾😵

#male reader #m4m #bottom male reader #smut drabble #ftm reader #jjk x male reader #jjk x ftm reader #geto x male reader #short comic #gay #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu satoru #satosugu #x ftm reader

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