Celestialzdiviner - Geto's Simp
𝕲𝖊𝖙𝖔 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚




➸ Destress Monk Geto
Scenario:
Suguru sighed as he stepped into his dimly lit apartment, the day’s stress clinging to him like a second skin. Dealing with non-sorcerers always left him feeling drained and irritable. He has always loathed those damn monkeys, always creating problems and being useless. Tonight was no different. As he closed the door, he noticed Kurena sitting on the sofa in the living room, a soft smile on their lips. They had been close since high school, and their presence was one of the few comforts in his life. They became even more close when Kurena followed him, despite the consequences of being targeted. Yet, he remained unaware of the depth of their feelings for him. “You’re back,” {{user}} said, their voice gentle. “You look exhausted, Suguru.” He gave a tired nod, running a hand through his hair. “It’s been a long day dealing with monkeys.”
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𝕾𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊




➸ He hates you… right?
Scenario:
The snow crunched underfoot as {{user}}, the newest recruit to Scaramouche’s team, trudged behind the Sixth Harbinger of the Fatui. The cold air bit at their cheeks, but it was nothing compared to the icy demeanor of their superior. Scaramouche made no secret of his disdain for having an assistant and went out of his way to make {{user}}’s life difficult.
As they moved deeper into the snow-covered forest, Scaramouche suddenly halted, his eyes narrowing. “Stay alert,” he commanded. “Something’s not right.”
Before {{user}} could respond, a group of masked figures emerged from the trees, weapons drawn. An ambush. Scaramouche immediately launched into battle, his movements swift and deadly. {{user}} followed suit, fending off attackers as best they could.
During the fight, {{user}} noticed a figure creeping up behind Scaramouche, a glint of steel in their hand. Without thinking, {{user}} lunged, putting themselves between the blade and Scaramouche. Pain exploded through their side as the weapon found its mark.
Scaramouche turned just in time to see {{user}} collapse. For a moment, his eyes widened in shock. Then, a wave of fury washed over him, and he unleashed a devastating attack, lightning crackling through the air as he fought the remaining enemies.
When the last of the attackers lay defeated, Scaramouche rushed to {{user}}’s side. Blood seeped from the wound, staining the snow crimson. His hands shook as he inspected the injury.
“Idiot,” he muttered, though his voice lacked its usual venom. “Why would you do something so foolish?”
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plEASEEEEEE
it did smth to me omg hELPHSHDJA
SHE'S IN MY TV !

Synopsis! Sleepy Choso gets a little wet dream about his girlfriend (you), in an odd way.
۪ Pairings! Kamo Choso x reader
⋆Contents! Reader is Sadako in Choso's dreams, Wet dream, p in v, raw sex, MDNI!

The last thing he remembered was stretching out on the worn, undersized couch in his dingy, cramped apartment. The stale scent of old takeout lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of burnt popcorn.
His eyes, heavy with fatigue, drifted lazily from one fuzzy TV channel to another, the static-filled screen flickering with a monotonous succession of shitty shows. His eyelids grew heavier with each passing second. Just as he felt himself slipping away, the TV landed on a relatively "interesting" movie.
Choso, barely conscious, decided to give in to the drowsiness–”Five minutes” is all he needed. His eyes, still trying to fight off the sleepiness, flickered open just enough to catch a glimpse of something on the TV…or rather—someone.
“What—the fuck,” he muttered to himself, eyes widening in disbelief. He watched as a pale hand pushed through the screen, emerging as if the TV were a portal to another world. Long, silky hair draped down over the flickering edges of the screen, followed by the woman's thick, meaty thighs.
Her perfect hourglass figure cascaded through the white gown she wore, her silhouette hauntingly beautiful and terrifying. Choso could only stare, frozen in shock and awe, as she continued to emerge from the television, “You’re not real...” he muttered to the woman, his voice barely a whisper. She showed no intention of listening to him, her movements deliberate and unyielding.
Her long hair covered her face, adding to her eerie presence as she crawled closer to Choso, "Fuck me," her voice was low and husky as she reached the small, dingy couch, her body leaning towards Choso. He could feel himself growing rock hard under his grey sweatpants.
Why the hell was he even getting hard right now? Maybe it was the way she seductively giggled as he squirmed under her touch—or maybe it was the fact that she was a carbon copy of you. You but…terrifying.
Was his head fucking with him? He knew you weren’t going to be home for a while, so why were you here and—dressed like that?
Despite all those questions saturating his mind…he found his long veiny cock shamelessly pounding into your cunt, at least he thinks it you? “Nngh Cho~” You cried out as he had your face flat down on the floor with your ass in the air.
His dick throbbed at the sound of your needy cries, it was you. It had to be you—those mesmerizing mewls and cries. “Fuck ya’ so tight f’me.” Choso hissed, his eyes focused on your peachy ass in front of his face.
The skin slapping and the squelching overtaking the sound in the small crappy apartment. His skin flushed as he threw his head back, your cunt squeezing him so good. “F–faster cho~” you whine as you look back with those pleading eyes.
You didn’t need to tell him twice—one hand on your hip as he thrusted deeper, harder and faster, while he had his thumb pressing down on your asshole. Your cunt throbbing with each thrust “Yes–ah baby.” You stuttered.
He smirked to himself as he felt the beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he watched your ass constantly slap onto his thighs, “Fuck,” He heaved as he felt the knot feeling in his stomach. “Baby I’m gonna f’ fucking cum—”
He sat up straight, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps as he heard the door open. The sweat on his forehead running down the side of his face as he looked down, his cock visibly hard.
His gaze turns to the door as you walk in,
“Why are you so sweaty?”


𝖅𝖆𝖞𝖓𝖊 (𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕯𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖊)




➸ Something seems to be wrong with the chocolate…
Scenario:
It was a sunny afternoon when {{user}} received a small, elegantly wrapped box from her friend Tara. The note attached read, "Thought you'd like to try this! Everyone's raving about it. Enjoy! –Tara." Inside was a bar of chocolate, beautifully packaged with a vibrant label that boasted about its rich flavor and unique ingredients.
"Thanks, Tara!" {{user}} texted her friend, smiling at the thoughtful gift. She placed the chocolate on the kitchen counter, intending to save it for a special occasion. After all, what could go wrong with a popular chocolate that everyone seemed to love?
Days passed, and the chocolate remained untouched. Life was busy, and {{user}} barely had time to sit down, let alone indulge in a sweet treat. Meanwhile, her boyfriend Zayne, who had a notorious sweet tooth, eyed the chocolate every time he passed the counter.
Back in the office, {{user}} finally wrapped up her work and stretched, feeling the day's stress melt away. She got up and arranged her things, before going home. Once she into the living room, where she found Zayne lounging on the couch, looking unusually relaxed and...intense.
"Hey, did you try the chocolate Tara gave me?" {{user}} asked, noticing the empty wrapper on the coffee table.
"Yeah, it was amazing," Zayne replied, his voice lower than usual. He looked at her with a smoldering gaze that made her heart skip a beat. "Really, really amazing."
Before {{user}} could respond, Zayne stood up and walked towards her with a confident stride. There was something different in his demeanor—something magnetic and alluring. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You look beautiful tonight," he murmured.
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awww nanami is so sweet with the gremlin HAHAHSHSHA
(nah cuz i’d totally do it too liKE HELLO??)
Cake
Summary: Nanami Kento has a bubble butt, and you love it. 🎂
Characters: Nanami Kento x AFAB!Reader
Word Count: 935
Warnings: Butt groping, biting, fluff
A/N: just a drabble inspired by a conversation with @sugurubabe ! I would bounce nickles off that butt.

Nanami Kento had a bubble butt, one that looked amazing in his tailored suit. You could easily spot him across the courtyard at the school. It was so full and slapable, but you had to refrain from allowing yourself to let your hormones take over.
At least when you were in the public eye.
It was free range when you were alone or in the comfort of your own home! Nanami never knew when you’d lose yourself to your carnal desires. But he always felt it. He could be walking in front of you down an alleyway and SMACK! The impact would make him jolt and hiss through his teeth as you giggle like a gremlin bolting off in front of him. Or he could be just minding his business making tea in the kitchen to feel you grope both cheeks in your hands and massage him. Nanami would sigh as he gripped the counter, waiting for you to satisfy your needs.
The fact you were obsessed with his ass didn't bother him. He almost found it endearing. If giving him a smack or massage made you happy, he would roll his eyes with a chuckle and wait for you to hurry off before going about your day with a pep in your step.
Smacks and massages were normal, something that happened nearly every day. You like to throw in the occasional pinch now and then to keep him on his toes! But for the most part, Nanami Kento was used to your antics.
At least, he thought he was.
The sun had set by the time you got home after an exhausting day at work. You had no energy to eat, watch TV, or function as a contributing member of society. You could only take a hot shower and crawl into bed to snuggle your boyfriend.
The thoughts of the warm water against your muscles kept you moving forward until you stepped through the doorway into your bedroom. The nightstand light was on, illuminating the room in a warm yellowish hue. One that highlighted the curves of your boyfriend's body, who was lazily flipping the page of his book. He must have gotten out of the shower recently because his hair was still damp. But he was ready for bed as he lounged in his black t-shirt and blue and black plaid sweats.
The same plaid sweats that hugged his ass perfectly.
You stared at his bubble butt, mouth-watering as your hands twitched and screamed for you to smack it, pinch it, and massage it. But deep, deep down, the gremlin in you wanted more. It was desperate for more. There was an aching in your teeth, and you knew what needed to be done.
Your boyfriend was so enthralled in his book that he never heard you coming. He hummed, flipping the page as you tip-toed towards the side of the bed, eyes locked in on your target. Just as he flipped another page, you struck.
You jumped forward, chomping your teeth down on his bootylicious butt. Nanami’s whole body went stiff. His eyes went wide, hands dropping the book he held before he jerked his head to look back at you. You were chomping down on his ass over and over again, moving from the left cheek to the right, making Nanami’s whole face turn bright red.
“What is wrong with you?!” He asked as you finally pulled away. Admiring the wet bite marks you left in your wake.
“Just had to try the cake you so kindly had on display~!” You go in for another bite only to have him clench his cheeks together. “Awee! Kento, don’t clench so tight! How can I bite down if you do that?!”
“That's sort of the whole point!”
With a pout, you sigh softly, getting up, smacking his plump ass. “Fine~ thanks for the meal.” Turning on your heel, Nanami sighed, relaxing against the bed and turning his head to watch you walk away with flushed cheeks. Only to watch you turn back around, pouncing on the bed and chomping down on his now unclenched ass.
“Ah!” Nanami growled as you both wrestled each other. “You brat!” he grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked it gently, pulling you off of him.
You were a giggling, flushed mess. You bit your lip, and your nose scrunched up as Nanami chuckled. You were absolutely adorable despite your need to sink your teeth into him. Nanami gently pulled you up, wrapping his arms around you.
“You’re lucky you’re cute.” You giggle louder, nuzzling your face into his chest.
“I love you, Kento.”
“I love you too.” He held you close. “But I'm keeping you here until the urge to bite my ass is gone.” You perked up, and the sudden moment caused your boyfriend to tighten his gaze. “Stop.”
Your bottom lip stuck out as faux sorrow tugged at your features. “I can't bite you ass?”
“No.”
“Just your ass?”
“Yes, Love, my ass is off limits.”
“Oh good.”
There was a mischievous tone in your voice. One that had every muscle in Nanami’s body tensing up as he slowly turned to look at you. There was no time to react or protest as you bit down his pectoral, nibbling and chewing at the muscle. Nanami stroked your head with a heavy sigh, smiling wide as your teeth nibbled gently over him. If this made you happy, he’d let you have fun.
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