Damn I Really Liked Hockey Player Suguru Fic. You Were Incredible Writing It, I Loved Every Detail. I

damn I really liked hockey player suguru fic. you were incredible writing it, i loved every detail. i would love to read more chapters, do you plan on creating a part two or something?

maybe a lil miniverse. i think a part too would be too much

I love the geto fic ur work is perfectttt , do you plan on writing abt it again ? Btw love your acc 🩷🎀

down my page i said i’ll more than likely write little mini fics so yes i do plan on exploring like a lil mini verse for them! and ty! ilyy😋😋

Omg I just had the biggest brianrot for punk geto and ballet dancer reader 😭😭

omg omg omg omg omg! i just nutted thinkin bout this.

punk!geto x ballerina!reader

punk! geto who meets you through his little sister and is immediately obsessed with you, you who wears short pink tutus and pretty little point shoes

punk! geto who always comes to pick up his little sister after practice and finds out you’re one of her mentors for her class, she’s 16 and he finds out you’re definitely older than her, old enough for him

punk! geto who finds out you’re 19, just the same age as him, perfect

punk! geto who follows you around, flashing that toothy grin around black lip piercings, trying his hardest to get you to notice him

punk! geto who starts wearing tight black tank tops so you notice all the tattoos littered across his arms and back, tying his hair up more often so you can see all the pretty little piercings he has

punk! geto who’s frustrated you won’t pay any attention to him, he wants you notice him so bad, he wants you so bad, you see him. he knows you do but you ignore him as much as he hates it, he loves chasing after you

punk! geto who’s picking his sister up after a late practice, it’s pouring outside. when he texts her he’s outside she runs to the car quickly, already soaked from being outside. just as he’s about to pull off she yells something about seeing you. you’re under the pavilion holding your phone, searching for something

punk! geto who rolls his window down for his sister to yell out for you and invite you into the car, you turn her down first, “i’ll just wait for the bus.” suguru leans over now, “come on, it’s pouring out, the bus isn’t gonna be here for at least an hour.” you sigh and run to his back door getting into the car and settling into the back, your hair is down now, he’s never seen it like this before. it looks good

punk! geto who asked you for you address to take you home and once you pulled up, it was only then you realized you forgot your keys back at the studio. you apologized, embarrassed by the slip up but suguru brushes it off

punk! geto who just brings you home with him and his sister, she immediately scurries off to her room retiring for the night while suguru makes sure you’re comfortable within the walls of his home

punk! geto who offers you food, water, anything he can think of while you’re in his home, he gives you an extra pair of clothes, something from his sister and guides you to the bathroom so you can wash up and get set up for the night

punk! geto who’s mouth dropped open when you walk out of the bathroom, the shorts from his sister barely coming down to your mid thigh and the shirt stopping just above your belly button, he stutters when you ask, “do you have any bigger pants? these are a little too small.” he nods dazedly and rushes to his room to give you a pair of his boxers

punk! geto who thinks it’s worse when you remerge from the bathroom in his underwear instead of the shorts you had on before, the sight of you in his clothes has his dick pushing up against his sweatpants, he hides behind the kitchen counter so you won’t think he’s weird if you see his boner

punk! geto who wonders if you’re wearing any underwear under his own, he wonders if your bare pussy is pressing against the seam of his boxers, he wonders if when you give them back will your scent linger on them?

punk! geto who watches you walk around his little two and a half bedroom apartment, he could get used to this, you blend in so well

punk! geto who excuses himself to the bathroom to handle his little - big - problem and when he comes back out ten minutes later, he sees you struggling to reach the cups in the cabinet, he comes up behind you, grabbing one for you and as soon as his body presses against yours, he’s hard again

punk! geto who prays to whatever god you don’t notice but you do, he can tell when a little “oh…” leaves your lips

punk! geto who quickly apologizes and tries to step away but you grab his wrist and pull his chest flush against your back, “i see the way you look at me y’know, i don’t know if you try to be slick or not but i notice.”

punk! geto who groans when he feels you shift a bit, his cock rubbing against your ass thru your layers of clothing “if you want me so bad, show me.”

punk! geto who’s quick to reach and pull his boxers off of you but you stop him, “no, like this.” you grind your ass against him again and his eyebrows shoot up, “what? i can’t cum like this?” “yea you can, you will if you want me that bad.” you turn to look at him over your shoulder

punk! geto who sighs and begins to hump your ass over your clothes he huffs and puffs begrudgingly but before he knows it, he’s desperate, rutting against you quickly and gripping your hips

punk! geto who keeps going, the tip of his cock is pressed up against the band of his sweat pants, the friction is too good but not enough at the same time, he’s moaning and groaning into the air and before he knows it, he’s cumming in his pants, he’s cumming in his pants like a fucking teenage boy, he grips your hips a little too tight as he orgasms and you hiss at the pain

punk! geto who’s panting coming down from his high, everything is a little hazy and when he finally comes to, he looks down at the wet spot on his pants and the boxers you’re wearing, “can’t believe i just fucking did that.” you giggle at him and turn around to face him, “my turn.”

punk! geto who looked at you puzzled and then you’re pushing him down onto his knees and pulling the crotch of his boxers to the side, you make him suck on your clit until you cum down his throat, then, the two you sneak past his sisters room where he spends the rest of the night showing how good he can treat you and how good he would’ve if you hadn’t made him nut in his pants the first time

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need him like i need air

AI art is theft. It came from a real artist somewhere and someone took that art and ran it through AI. No judgment - just information. You should take it down and replace your header. Also, just for more information (and, again, no judgement), posting something you did make - no matter where you got it - is also theft and it hurts artists everywhere. Please don't do it. That includes headers for blog or fics or profile pictures; it's best to ask artists first and respect it if they say no. Thank you for reading and your time.

ty for coming to me in respectful manner.

ik the negative affects of AI and i’m coming to completely understand it now compared to when i first dropped this fic.

i’m gonna be honest i don’t want to take it down as the fics photo rn because i don’t have a replacement but i’m willing to look for one and if i find one i’ll update it immediately and if anyone has any suggestions i’ll gladly take those as well.

sucking gojos nipples😋

- i honestly have no motivation to write rn but this came to my mind. nipple sucking, handjob

gojo has sensitive nipples, i’ll die on this hill

maybe yall just started dating, y’all been tg for like three, four months?

you’re sitting on his lap one day jus talking when you look down, you notice you can see smt thru his shirt. you pull the fabric down a bit, not noticeable to toru and that’s when you notice the metal bars thru his chest.

while y’all have done stuff, it hasn’t called for y’all to get naked tg, nothing past blowjobs and him fingering you/eating you out. he’s saying smt to you but it’s all going in one ear and out the other. all you can think about is his pierced nipples, you want to see.

“how long have you had these?” your mouth lets out before you brain can catch up. gojo looks down to where you’re pointing at. he chuckles a little bit, cheeks turning pink.

“a year or two maybe.”

“mm.” you hum. you’re still staring, eyes not leaving his chest. “can i see?”

“uh- s-sure.” he stutters a bit, not exactly expecting you to be so intrigued by the metal in his chest. he takes off his shirt and lets it fall to the side of his bed. then, his pretty pink nipples are exposed to you. you stare for a bit before you’re hands trail up his body, over his abs to his nipples. your fingers trail over them and his nipples hardens under your touch and before you can stop yourself, you’re pulling on the metal just slightly. satoru lets out a groan and you pull your hand away almost immediately.

“sorry. i didn’t mean to do that. did it hurt? i’m sorry.” you stare at him wide eyed.

“it’s fine.” he sounds a little out of breath and his cheeks are redder than before. his pupils are blown out, almost completely black. “it didn’t hurt it’s ok.” that’s when you notice the slight chub that’s formed in his pants.

“you like that?” you swear his eyes turn into saucers.

“what?” his voice raises a pitch. “no, why- why would i like that? that’s so weird.”

“it’s ok if you do, toru’. i don’t think it’s weird.” you can feel his body relax beneath you and he lets out a breath.

“fuck, yeah. i do. i really fucking like it.” you hum again and your hands are back on his nipples. you tweak the metal on his chest, twisting and pulling on it and satoru pants beneath you. both your hands are occupied with playing on his nipples and you stare at his face, he looks so pretty like this. you wonder how many other people have seen him like this, that causes jealousy to boil in the pit of your stomach.

“how many other people have seen you like this, toru’? how many people know you turn into a slut when you get your nipples played with?” he moans and arches his back.

“jus’ you. jus’ you. promise.” he slurs his words. you smile at the admission. a thought crosses your mind and you remove your hands from his chest and wait for him to open his eyes and look at you. when he does, everything is a little bleary for a second. “why’d you stop?” he whines, a pout taking place on his lips.

“can i suck on them?” his breathing stutters for a second and then he’s nodding. you slide down his lap a little ungracefully, eager to get his nipples in your mouth. you’re eye level with his chest and you look up at him for confirmation, he’s staring down at you, waiting. waiting to feel your mouth around his nipples. he knows how good your tongue feels on his own, would it feel good on his chest? your left hand comes up to pinch the metal in his chest and you inch closer to the other. your tongue flicks out and you lick his nipples just slightly. he whines a bit, just wanting for you to do something already.

“come on.” he voice is drawn out, begging. he’s about to speak again but before the words can fall from his lips, your mouth wraps around his nipple and you suck harshly. his mouth drops open and his eyes roll back. a high pitched moan, almost squeal, escapes his lips. you swirl your tongue around his nipple and his back arched into your mouth. god, he was right, no, no. this was better, your tongue feels great on his nipples. you take the ball of the metal between your teeth and pull it back, satoru keens above you, he swear he’ll see heaven if you keep going like this.

you’re pinching and sucking at him and he’s never felt so good, he wonders how your cunt will feel wrapped around him while you suck on his nipples. his dick is so hard in his pants, you feel it too, jammed between your bodies and with satorus constant movement, he’s getting a little bit of friction.

you decide to help him, the one hand that was pinching at his nipples trails down his body and under the loose fabric of his pajama pants. no underwear, of course, your hands grab hold of his cock and he chokes on a moan. he’s leaking so much pre his pants are practically soaked thru. your hand cups around his tip and you move it over that only. thumb running over his slit and frenulum, he’s so sensitive and with you playing with the most two sensitive parts on his body, he won’t last long.

“baby, baby please, slow down.” his voice breaks as he tries to speak to you, you ignore him tho, your hand moving over his cock faster and you bite down on his nipple. his eyes roll back and his leg twitches underneath you. you stroke him faster, fist becoming tighter around his tip, mouth hollowing on his nipples, he’s becoming overstimulated very quickly, approaching his orgasm even faster. he has no time to tell you he’s cumming. before yk it, white streaks are being spurted on your hand. even after he orgasms, you don’t let up. still jerking him off and sucking on his nipples. he’s whiny above you, incoherent noises and babbles.

you don’t let up until you get another orgasm out if him. his body caves in on itself and his cock pushes out more ropes of cum, throbbing in your hand. you finally sit back when he’s coming down and you look over him. his cock soft and flaccid against his thigh, both nipples red from your torture but one more swollen than the other from your relentless sucking. he looked so fucked out, you love it.

when he finally comes to, you’re still sitting atop him. “you ok?” he nods, a slight jerk of his head but a nod nonetheless. “good.” a wicked smile takes over your face and you lift your shirt off, flinging it somewhere into the darkness. “let’s see what your mouth can do.”

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i just nutted

this has a lot of tags…🙃

i’m working on that chase davenport fic that one anon asked for, and the punk geto x ballerina reader!!!!