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— Relationship Headcanons — ~ S. Gojo + S. Geto ~

╰⇢ What your relationship is like with these two

Pairing: Gojo x Reader x Geto

Contents: Poly relationship, Fluff, No chronological order,

⭑ The two of them obviously had something going on before you were even in the picture

⟡ They were probably already dating or knew about their feelings for each other

⭑ And they were quick to pick up on your feelings for them too

⟡ You all just started feeling guilty for liking each other (Especially Geto and Gojo)

⭑ It wasn't until Gojo kind of just outed everyone for their feelings and you all talked it out

⟡ Geto fell first for both of you, then you fell harder, but Gojo was ultimately hit the hardest with his feelings

⭑ You guys progressed your relationship very slow with the utmost care

⟡ It was rough at first, but you got the hang of it

⭑ Lots. Of. Communication.

⟡ You and Gojo can never be trusted alone together. Ever

⭑ Geto usually finds himself in the middle of you and Gojo bickering

⟡ One of your favourite things to do together is just sit on the couch all tangled up with each other

⭑ Usually where your head rests on Geto’s lap and Gojo’s head rests on your stomach

⟡ Geto lets you style his hair

⭑ Gojo made sure to buy the biggest bed possible for your shared room

⟡ When you moved in together, the hardest thing to do was decorate

⭑ All of you had different ideas

⟡ But you guys managed to meet in the middle

⭑ Sometimes, Gojo makes you and Geto wear matching pyjamas with him

⟡ You'll watch movies together, many of which are Disney ones that you and Gojo can scream your heart out to

“I say we watch Frozen.” Gojo yells as he reaches for the remote

“Nuh uh! We watched Frozen last time! I wanna watch Moana!” You tackle him to the ground before he could grab the controller.

“Rock paper scissors!” Your boyfriend tried to push you off of him.

“Deal!” You scurry off of him, sitting up and staring him down.

The two of you stared each other down, preparing for the duel of your life when you heard music coming from the TV. Geto took the unclaimed remote and started playing ‘The Greatest Showman’

“Are you two going to get over here, or am I going to watch this movie by myself?” Geto gestured to the empty spots on the couch.

⭑ Geto has a whole folder of you and Gojo being stupid together (Pictures, videos, screenshots)

⟡ There has never been a single time where you managed to go on a peaceful date

⭑ Always one of you gotta get hit on

⟡ Which is why most of your dates involve ordering food online and staying home

⭑ When you can't sleep, you'll walk to the kitchen to make a warm drink, but you simply getting out of bed is enough to wake them up

⟡ So you'll be standing there doing your own thing when you feel one of them on each side, leaning on your shoulders

⭑ They can't and won't go to bed without you squished between them

You were standing by the kettle, waiting for the water to boil. It was another one of those sleepless nights, so you decided to make yourself something to drink.

Hopefully, you’ll be able to sleep after. You continue to stand by the counter, cup in hand, when you feel someone lean against you.

Or rather, two people.

“What are you two doing here?” You feel two heads on your shoulders.

“You weren’t in bed.” Gojo mumbled out.

“Couldn’t sleep.” You sigh. “Just go back to bed, I’ll come back soon.”

You thought that was the end of it, until you felt arms wrap around your waist and hoist you up over their shoulder. Geto carried you all the way back to bed where the two of them just cuddled you until you gave up struggling and just accepted your fate.

⟡ You have an inside joke about being their "personal nurse"

⭑ If their missions are out of town, they'll bring you back little trinkets

⟡  Simply because it reminds them of you

⭑ Sometimes, you'll all just be laying in bed when the two of them will just randomly start caressing parts of your body

⟡ They let you try nail polish colours on them

⭑ Geto would let you paint all of his nails the same color whereas Gojo would pick multiple for you to do on his

“What color am I doing this time?” You pass Geto the small bin of colorful nail polish. He sifts through all the options before choosing one.

“This one.” He hands you a bottle of light blue nail polish.

“I love this one.” You shake the tube to mix the polish as Geto places his hand on the table for you to paint his nails.

As you prepare to paint the first coat, Gojo bursts through the door. “You’re painting his nails without me!” He points at you dramatically

“Nuh uh. You weren’t home.” Geto shoots back.

“I am now!”

“Then go choose a color. Or multiple if you’d like.” You push the basket in his direction.

⟡ You guys have spa nights at least once a week on weekends

⭑ Nightmares have always been a normal part of your relationship

⟡ Whenever one of you has a nightmare, the other two are quick to respond, giving hugs and reassurance

⭑ There have been times where you and Geto walk in on Gojo dancing his heart out with headphones on (You got videos)

⟡ On those rare days when none of you guys have anything to do, you’ll just lay in bed together doing your own things and bask in each other’s presence

⭑ Sometimes, when you and Gojo are bored and need something to do, you’ll find Geto minding his own business and smother him in kisses

⟡ Late night convenience store trips

“Hey, hey, heeeyyyy.” Gojo poked your cheek. “Can we go to the convenience store?”

“Go ask your boyfriend.” You swat his hand away.

“He told me to ask you!”

So that’s how Geto was going to play. He was hoping you’d be the tired one to say ‘no’ to Gojo. Well in that case… “Yeah sure. Go get Suguru and tell him we’re going.” You smirk.

That was enough for the sorcerer to run out of the room and pull Geto out of bed. When he sees you smiling at him, he knows he should have been the one to decline.

⭑ Sometimes, Geto falls asleep on the couch after a long day, which gives you and Gojo the opportunity to draw on his face (And take selfies)

⟡ Gojo would be the one to suggest doing ridiculous things like going out at midnight, but you’d be the one to agree with it and drag Geto out too

⭑ You guys have a joined playlist full of very different songs that you all listen to religiously

⟡ Like- it’s got some Chase Atlantic, Taylor Swift, Country (Geto insisted), and so much more

⭑ Gojo has a ban on cooking without supervision

“Suguru… do you smell that…?” Geto closed his book at the question.

“I do… it kind of smells like it’s burning…” He looks around.

As if a light bulb lit up, the two of you suddenly remembered you gave Gojo the task of making dinner tonight. You immediately stood up and ran into the kitchen.

“Satoru?!” You’re greeted with the smell of smoke filling the air.

“Heyyy” The male in question frantically tries to cover the disaster. Geto comes in right after you to fan the smoke out and clean up the mess.

Thus resulting in Gojo being banned from ever cooking by himself. Permanently.

⟡ Usually it's Geto that'll cook, but some days you'll just order in and sit on the couch

⭑ Their parts of the room is just covered in gifts that you've given to them throughout the years (Even before you started dating)

⟡ You guys always know if something is bothering one of you

⭑ Gojo has a soft spot for your pouty faces

⟡ He's the one you'd go to if you wanted to do something slightly dangerous reckless

⭑ Geto is the one who just walks away, pretending not to know either of you

⟡ Whenever you bake things, you make sure to place a few of the desserts aside to cover with more icing than the rest to accommodate Gojo’s massive sweet tooth

⭑ You and Gojo spend an ungodly amount of money to buy sweets for Geto to eat on his missions

⟡ Sometimes, the only way that you can get Gojo to stop acting like a little shit is to threaten his cuddle time

⭑ All of their friends wonder how Gojo managed to pull the two of you (And they make fun of him for it)

⟡ Geto is the most protective out of all of you

⭑ Gojo knows the two of you can handle your own, but Geto would be the one to blame himself if anything happened to either of you

⟡ You each have some sort of accessory that reminds you of each other

⭑ Like you wear a necklace that has two charms on it (They each made one for you)

⟡ They each wear a bracelet that you made for them

⭑ And a ring that they bought for each other

⟡ You’ll unconsciously refer to them as “My boys” when your talking to friends or out in public and it drives them crazy

“I know! And then I heard...” You’re sitting in a cafe, catching up with a bunch of your old friends.

“I don’t know what she was thinking.” Shoko took a sip of her coffee. “I’m so glad we were able to meet up today.”

It was a rare occasion where all of you were free and able to get together and catch up. You and Shoko were sitting with Mei Mei and Utahime while Geto and Gojo sat further away with Nanami.

“Yeah, I missed you guys so much. It’s not the same as texting!” You sigh. You took a quick peek at the time and realised it was time to go. “Shoot. Sorry girls, my boys and I have some plans.”

As if on queue, both males stand up and walk over to you, a slight blush on their faces.

⭑ They will follow you for hours in a shopping mall

⟡ And when you try on clothes at the store, they'll wait patiently outside for you to show them the look

⭑ Often times, you'll come back home to a heated make-out session between the two (And then join them)

⟡ You and Gojo always beg for Geto to summon his rainbow dragon “for research purposes”

⭑ He always shuts you down but eventually summons it anyways in order to shut the two of you up

⟡ You guys all trade clothes

⭑ Sometimes, you’ll be walking around in the house wearing Geto’s t-shirt and Gojo’s jacket, and you’d see them walking around in your hoodies

⟡ Both you and Gojo share hair and skin products and Geto thinks it's ridiculous and unnecessary

⭑ You'll then proceed to make fun of Geto for using those 3-in-1 shower products

⟡ All that teasing and yet, he still has flawless skin compared to you and Gojo

⭑ Gojo is a German Shepard boyfriend

⟡ Geto is a Doberman boyfriend

⭑ Both are loyal and loving towards you

⟡ You guys definitely have a group chat (Hot bitches + Gojo)

⭑ And the best contact names for each other (None of them actually have any of your actual names in it)

⟡ You have Gojo saved as ‘Sugar Daddy 💅’ and Geto as ‘Hot Bitch #2’

⭑ You and Gojo are ‘Idiot 1 💜’ and ‘Idiot 2 😐’ in Geto’s contacts (Guess who’s who)

⟡ Geto is ‘Supervisor  😔’ and you’re ‘Sugar Baby 🤭’ for Gojo

↳ Let me know if you guys would actually read little snippets of the group chat cause I’ll definitely make some if you will

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Yall need to grow uppp you know toji would love someone who is just as aggressive as he is. He loves that shit. You choking him while riding that dick, you reach back and take a picture for memories sake. “Who’s fucking you big daddy? You like that shit?” Toji who only smirks and moans, he feels like he’s finally having a fight on equal footing.

“Yeah ma, you’re fucking me so good” he says as he smacks that ass bouncing on thick dick

Just got blue balled from a fanfic 😔

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› idk I feel like he'd enjoy being needed a little too much, it'd go to his head in the worst way. Especially if you let him do nearly anything to you only because it's him doing it.

› suguru x f!reader

› word count : 1k+

warnings : punishment, degradation, humiliation, restraints, use of toys, dom sub dynamics, panties used as a gag, pussy slapping, nipple pinching, oral, dacriphilia, religious imagery used

When it comes to his punishments it's never the physical kind that gets to you the most, although they're far from painless. Violet fingerprint bruises on the fat of your ass or angry shades of red on the backs of your thighs, though those are pleasant in their own way. There's a comfort in knowing there is a reward for whatever pain is inflicted.

It's the verbal punishment that tilts you and causes your mind to wobble like a newborn fawn on its legs for the first time. His words are always so acerbic, like tiny bramble barbs digging into your skin. He knows exactly what weighs on you, what keeps you up at night sometimes.

He knows you don't want him to love the way you need him. Unfortunately he does, loves the way that no matter how much you cry you'll end up right here just the same.

All it takes is a cursory glance, one apathetic look at your restrained body arching against the sheets as the silicone toy barely teases your soaked pussy with its tip.

A look of utter contempt transforms his usually placid features. "It's disgusting, how little it matters in your own mind what I do to you." He murmurs, one large hand skimming up your tummy to your breasts. You whimper, eyes clinging to his and communicating how badly you want him to touch you in such an achingly clear way that if he was a man of weaker resolve he would.

Unluckily for you, his resolve may as well be crafted from tungsten steel. He gives a particularly cruel pinch to your already sensitive nipple, the barest smirk crossing his lips watching you yelp with the twinge of pain.

You hate that it always goes like this, that by the end of the night you'll have proven him right yet again. That you're little else but a creature driven by your most basic instincts and that it doesn't matter how little he thinks of you as long as something stuffs your aching cunt full to the brim at the end of the night. For him it's fascinating, most people would balk at the idea of being so utterly, painfully submissive and so nakedly debased but not you. No, you'll happily lick love off the edge of a knife as long as he's holding it.

The way your eyes roll back as the toy slides in, the slow stretch of your body accommodating the ridges and the slick sounds you make once it's buried to the hilt inside you. His hand resting on your chest can feel the way your breathing is thin, your muscles held taut as you anticipate what comes next.

"Hm, what's got you so tense?" His tone is playful and it feels cruel paired with the way he twists the dildo inside you, just to make you squirm.

It's difficult to talk with your own panties stuffed in your mouth, your words coming only in garbled babble muffled by satin. Gingerly he pulls them from your lips, eyes drawn to the shimmering strings of spit connecting them to your tongue.

His lips on yours are far sweeter than anything that exists in nature, like he's dripping honey down your throat with every swipe of his tongue against yours. Whatever you wanted to say fades into the background, drowned out by the way he invades your senses.

The wet squelching sound of your pussy coupled with the way the head of the toy prods at just the right spot makes you moan, throaty and low, into his mouth. Desperately you try angling your hips up, chasing the thrusting motion from his hand.

Suguru is quick to break the kiss, giving a harsh nip to your bottom lip as his hand glides down to firmly press your hip back down against the mattress. The way his fingertips dig into your flesh tell you he has little patience for your habit of getting ahead of yourself.

You're not in control here.

You whimper his name, eyes wide and pleading but to no avail.

The sharp slap against your swollen clit makes your entire body jolt, crying out at the intense sting. Tears prick in your waterline and your breathing picks up in pace ever so slightly but he soothes you before you can reach a fever pitch.

His soft lips place a sweet kiss to your now throbbing clit as he moves down your body in a fluid motion, making you moan and twist your hands in their restraints, aching to touch him.

"Maybe this'll make you relax?" He muses, the way his breath fans over your clit has your toes curling.

Delicately his tongue traces over it, making your breaths come in pants that hitch in your throat. You know it's greedy, the way you want him to be the one filling you up but you can't help it. He's always been right, your need for him wins out over anything else.

"Please Sugu-!" Your voice chokes off into a squeal, feeling his hand make contact with your clit again.

This time he doesn't soothe you, instead letting you sob and squirm your hips, watching bemused with a raised brow. Humming he runs his hands up your inner thighs, squeezing the flesh and enjoying the way you cry out. A pathetic mess promising to be good, promising to follow the rules. You really are adorable.

After a moment letting you stew in your misery he lets his fingers drift back to your pussy, toying with you as his fingers drag through your glistening arousal.

"Do you get it yet?" He asked lightly.

Wide eyed you nod frantically. "Yes, yes I get it. I promise, I won't be greedy-" you trip over yourself in a hiccuped breath, nearly choking on your spit.

The way your lips wobble, and how your eyes glisten with tears tugs at his affection for you. You always look so beautiful like this, reduced to a puddle of blind adoration.

He closes his eyes, soaking in the way you moan his name as his lips find your clit again. Your thigh muscles tense in his hold and the way you sob his name makes him believe for a moment that heaven must exist because it's here in this bed with you.

Softly he sucks at the little bud in his mouth, fingers sliding effortlessly inside you and your cunt reacts eagerly, walls clenching and pulsing around them as he curls them against that spot that makes your back rise off the bed.

His eyes open, lazily glancing up to take in the way your breasts are heaving with your harsh inhales and the way the sweat on your skin shines in the low light of the bedroom.

It's always been so clear.

He is the knife and you are the lamb.

If you are not white and not Jewish, please, DO NOT ATTEND the protest against Gal Gadot’s propaganda film in Los Angeles.

According to insiders, this event is a ZIONIST TRAP where the goal is to get photos of POC protesting outside of the Museum of Tolerance, in order to publish it as “antisemitism”, and derail the conversation around Palestine. There are reportedly plans to make a MASSIVE media fuss about this.

Please spread the word, and tell non-white and non-Jewish people to NOT ATTEND.

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