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Polyamorous headcannon with Geto and Gojo ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

contain s#lf h#rm,sex (not explit) hope you like this ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡

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(i choose this two pics c'ause it represent they're personality in the reletionship)

i totally didn't create this for my thirtsy needy b#tch a*s

Geto and Satoru are in a closeted poly relationship with you. You three are a team not only in work, but in life as well. When you are with them they never want to let you go even in your apartment. Even when you are sleeping the two are always making out or cuddling next to you.

Satoru and Geto often have cooking contests to see who can cook the better dish. It’s all in good taste though as they always share the dish they make with you. Geto takes great pride in his cooking, while Satoru is more so passionate about it. Both are great cooks nonetheless. Both are very protective of you, and you’re the one with final say in who wins and who loses. They won't get too overcompetitive because they can’t risk you being angry with them or losing you.

The three of you are out grocery shopping. Geto and Satoru usually have disagreements on what to get and what not to get, they’re like night and day. Geto is more reserved and is fine with eating any old food whereas Satoru really puts effort into his cooking and wants to take his time buying the freshest ingredients for the meal he is planning to make. You on the other hand are in the middle and keep everything from becoming too heated between the two. Satoru is also more flirty and playful with you than Geto is.

Geto and Satoru are constantly trying to win you over with affection. They’ll sneak off with you to find a quiet corner away from others and kiss you fiercely while hugging you close to them. The two are always competing to see who can make you the most flustered by their gestures of affection. If you decide to take a break from the shopping and sit down to rest, they’ll both try to sit as close to your as possible. Satoru is more affectionate out in public whereas Geto tends to dial it down in public.

You, Geto and Satoru are just hanging out in the living room, the two are busy playing video games to which you couldn’t care less. Geto is a bit of a sore loser and so Satoru purposefully loses to him so Geto can have the satisfaction of beating his friend. As a prize Geto asks for a kiss from you, and Satoru can’t help but pout because Geto beat him to showing affection towards you this time.

Satoru and Geto have gotten comfortable with being openly affectionate around you. The two of them will make out in front of you whether you’re in your apartment or theirs, or out and about. Satoru is also very clingy and has a habit of latching onto you whenever you are within his reach. Geto also wants to get a chance to show his affection to you and will do so through hugs and kisses, both are very clingy and like you to cling to them as well. Satoru loves calling you “baby” and will call you that often.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort.

Geto gets extremely protective if someone dares to intentionally hurt you in any way. He would most likely fight them and give them a black eye or a busted lip. Satoru is more likely to confront the person verbally rather than physically he would either chew them out or give them a scathing look that’s enough to shame them. Both are protective of you but in different ways, Geto physically and Satoru verbally. However both wouldn’t hesitate to jump at the chance to protect you from any kind of harm regardless of the method.

Geto is very protective of you and does not react fondly whenever someone hurts you. He would get very angry and hostile towards the individual who’s hurting you and threaten them to stay away from you. Satoru is the same but slightly more reserved than Geto. When the two are around and someone hurts you they would try to both comfort and console you. They would stay by your side until they see you smile again or see you happy. They would also get a bit jealous of whoever is hurting you, thinking that they are taking you away from them.

Geto and Satoru are constantly bickering about something small, it doesn’t take much to set them off. While they are always at constant verbal war over petty things, when it comes to actual important issues that could possibly hurt you their petty rivalries immediately take a backseat. They never let the petty arguments affect the way they feel about you and always make sure you don’t get involved in the arguments. They both are equally worried about your safety and wellbeing, and they would never let a petty argument get in the way of you being happy and healthy.

Geto and Satoru are not afraid to show their passion or affection in the bedroom. They are both equal in their desire for you and love exploring your body and trying out new things. They both can get quite possessive of you. They have both agreed that sharing you three has been one of the best things to happen to them. Geto and Satoru may have fights and be completely opposite of one another. But when it comes to you, all pettiness is out of the window.

As the three of you are hanging out, things inevitably lead to the bedroom. Geto and Satoru start making out while they are pushing you to the bed. The two are extremely eager, and are pushing each other away to get to you first. Once Geto and Satoru finally manage to get[you in the bed, things get even more heated as they each try to make you flustered. They’re both flirting with you and using their words to try and seduce you. Geto and Satoru are both equally eager and both want to be the one to give you more pleasure in bed. While they are both equally eager, they do have a bit of a competitive streak in them still. Each one wants to please you more than the other.

Geto and Satoru’s competitive streak in the bedroom doesn’t just apply to who can please you better. Geto and Satoru are both very fit due to their training, but they still like to challenge each other’s strength. Both will be equally determined to pin the other down to the bed and be the dominant one during the session, but they won't get too rough unless you want them to. The two love using their bodies to prove their dominance while making sure to do it in a way that pleases you.

If you ask the two to switch, they will without hesitation. They aren’t too proud to switch positions if you ask them to. Despite their competitive streak, they respect your wishes as well as your boundaries. Neither will cross a boundary unless you have given them permission beforehand. Geto and Satoru are both passionate and determined in the bedroom, but they aren’t too prideful to admit when they’re at a loss, and they always try to please you. They make the best of your love making sessions, and they always have a good time with you.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort. Despite the differences in how they are after sex, both of them are equally affectionate towards you. As Satoru showers, Geto will stay by your side cuddling you after the intense session you three just had. Satoru will get out of the shower and join you two in bed with a smug playfully teasing expression on his face teasing Geto for being clingy in front of you. Satoru is a bit more playful after the session than Geto is, which you find amusing as you’re cuddled between the two.

Satoru and Geto are always keeping an eye on your mental state. They always pay attention to when you get anxious or if you’re feeling down. They don’t pester you with incessant questions asking if you’re okay because they don’t want to annoy you with such, however they do occasionally check in on your feelings by giving hugs, kisses and letting you relax while they’re next to you. You never have to fake a smile or pretend to be happy around them, the two always know when you’re not okay.

When you feel sad and are having a hard time coping, Satoru is the one who would cook you a comforting meal and give you a long warm hug. Geto on the other hand, is the one who wants to comfort you by simply laying down next to you and holding you as you vent to him about what is causing you to be so sad. They want to take the burden off of your shoulders and take your mind off of whatever is bothering you with comfort.

As you’re feeling down and are close to tears, the two of them are both trying to comfort you in their own ways. Geto wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to him while gently rubbing your back in a soothing manner. Satoru walks up to you and stands behind you before wrapping his arms over your shoulders and kissing the back of your neck. He holds you as tight as he can and speaks softly to you. Both of them are trying their best to distract you from the source of your sadness, so you can have a calm mind.

When you’re feeling overwhelmed or depressed and have self harmed, Geto and Satoru would immediately check in on you. They’re aware of your past and understand that self harm is something you do to cope with your emotions. Instead of getting concerned and pestering you with questions about why you self harm and if you’re okay, the two sit next to you to comfort you and let you calm down. Satoru rubs and holds your hand to soothe you. Geto just sits by you calmly letting you lean and cuddle into his chest.

The two are highly attentive and notice that while you may not want to speak about why you have self harmed, they both know that it is something you do. Neither really presses the issue or pries at you for more information. Instead, they both choose to let you lean and cuddle with them while doing small things to comfort you. Neither of them are going to get mad at you or yell at you for self harming, instead they both try to be as supportive as possible. Geto might also take you over to a store and buy you your favorite candies as a little treat.

I-I don’t know what came over me…. I read all of them… I loved all of them… I regret only binging them because now I want more

Masterlist 2023

Most of my fics are really dark and will involve further dark themes. Triggers are always listed at the beginning of every chapter, so please be responsible in consuming content. If you don’t like it, please, SKIP. 

REQUESTS or interactions are great and I am thankful for them. Pls be kind I am just a soft ball of dough in the hot oven world. I will definitely expand in the near future. 

Jujutsu Kaisen

Sukuna Ryomen

Bon Appetite (dark) - Jock!Sukuna x Chubby!Reader

Status: Finished

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Epilogue

High School sure can be confusing for some, it takes a while to figure out where and how you fall into the dynamic of teenage cruelty. Although, you have more than your own emotions to figure out, all because you were caught up in his. 

Suguru Geto

Blessed Bruises (dark) - Yan!Priest!Geto x Follower!Reader

Status: Finished

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

You were too smart and snarky for your own good, in a bastardized shrine you don’t believe in, because of the death of your close relative you thought that was your chance for an easy out. But you’re not the God that gets to decide that, He laughs. 

SatoSugu

One shot (dark)  - The Future Looks Like a Concussion

Your cursed technique was found to be an underlying threat to the entire society, your mentors knew better than to dispose of you.

𖤐 — nsfw, boys kissin’ boys, voyeurism, top!geto, switch!gojo, bottom!y/n, brat!y/n, anal (geto fucks gojo), face sitting, pussy eating, 3sum, ABSOLUTELY ZERO PLOT + RLY LAZY ENDING :/

Satoru and Suguru making out in front of you as punishment for being bad. They’ll smirk into one another’s mouth when they hear your whimpers of desperation, Gojo being ever the tease will moan louder into Geto’s mouth, just itching to get a rise out of you. They’ll get touchy with each other, groping each other as they watch you rub your thighs together, starved and needy for their touch.

Watching them practically suck each other's faces off, watching them touch each other the way you want them both to touch you, it all makes you feel so unbelievably hot. You wanted to touch yourself, you wanted to touch them, you wanted them to touch you. They stay tongue fucking one another as you watch, Suguru pushes Satoru to his back, one large hand knotting into soft white hair, the other gliding down Gojo’s lean chest, pulling his shirt off as Geto makes it to the bottom.

Just as Satoru’s shirt comes off so does Suguru’s, both landing beside you— like there mocking you. Geto feels up Gojo’s bare chest, slowly he kisses his way down the light-haired man’s body, biting shallow marks into his pretty skin, making him whine lowly. And you rub your thighs together harder than ever, pulling at the silky ribbon tied around your wrists, whimpering out an airy, “please?”

The dark-haired man smirks against pale skin as you finally break your silence, Suguru only bites harder at Satoru, getting him to cry out and you to groan in frustration. “Please.” You hear Geto whine, high and girly, clearly mocking you. Satoru giggles at the pout that’s slowly spreading across your face, it almost makes him feel bad for you— almost.

“Crybaby~” The crystal-eyed man chided, teasing as ever. You were such a needy slut, you were their needy slut, cock hungry little bitch, ready to bend over for them at any given moment. And they were always there waiting, willing, wanting to give you what you were always so desperate for. So really they shouldn’t have been all that surprised when you started pitching an absolute hissy fit for not getting your way and yet they still stood wide-eyed as you started bitching and crying.

Now you’re sitting here— panties wet, pussy throbbing and you’re face screwed with the permanent look of a sulking brat while your boyfriends fuck in front of you. You take in shallow, almost choked, breaths, every time Suguru thrusts into Satoru’s ass. Geto’s black hair sways in Gojo’s face, sweat glistens on both their chests and highlights every inch of them, and you swear you can see their tongues shoved down each other’s throats— it all makes your pussy twitch.

“Please?” You whine once more, and this time instead of mockery, you’re met with an even greater wail than your own. “Yeah, Sug, please?” Satoru groans, pulling from his kiss with Suguru, making him look down, searching Gojo’s desperate eyes before looking in your direction. You pull your best puppy face as the stockman eyes you, his eyes flick back to Satoru’s pleading ones, contemplating.

And he gives in, because how could he not, when you're both pleading with him so sweetly?

He pulls you towards the two of them, positioning you to straddle Gojo’s pretty face, your bare cunt glistening in the giggly man’s face. Grinning like a schoolgirl, Satoru steadies his hands on your hips, to lick a long stripe up your core. While Suguru takes your mouth on his own, the kiss is anything but clean. It’s spit-soaked and gagging.

Gojo eats your pussy with fever, just happy to have your taste on his tongue, while Geto pulls away from your kiss, moving to nip and suck at your neck, instead.

Your pussy is so needy from waiting so long, every stroke of Satoru’s tongue over your clit is lighting you up, maybe you should smother Satoru’s face with your pussy more often. Suguru thinks the same, as he watches his boyfriend eat you out in the position, Gojo’s ass is like a vice around him, his ass clenching even tighter every time he hears you moan both of their names.

Satoru groans into your wet pussy, pulling you even closer to his face, smothering himself with your cunt, as he gets fucked in the ass by Suguru’s fat cock. You whimper as he pulls you closer, your hands finding purchase on the beside Gojo’s hips, and that’s where you’re met with the sight of his painfully hard and aching cock. His tip is flushed the pretty shade of red it always is, beading pre-cum slowly trails down the length of it, the base hard to look away from— enticing you to want to look, touch, taste, it.

Pumping the girth in your palm you feel the white-haired man start babbling nonsense into your wet heat, making you shiver slightly, squeezing him harder in your grasp. Suddenly Geto grabs up your hand, spitting into your palm lewdly, to help out with the jerk-off session, and your pumping Gojo faster than ever, while you start kissing Geto’s lips again, the kiss quickly deepening with tongue and teeth, as he fucks into Satoru’s ass, hips flush to thighs with each movement.

It’s so easy for you three to lose yourself in each other, intoxicated by one another’s presence, you could all stay like this forever.

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abducted

+18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18

getou x reader

slight gojo x reader

spoiler free but would probably be more understandable for manga readers

tags: canonverse // canon typical violence // somnophilia // masterbation

wordcount: 3.6k

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your eyes glazed over, thinking back on those hot summer days. life was so simple then. gojo, getou, and yourself were like the three musketeers, always at each other's side. the days were filled with sunshine and laughter, you could still remember the sight of getou and gojo roughhousing out in the shallow waves, and the smile it always brought to your face.

your eyes glazed over, thinking back on those hot summer days. life was so simple then. gojo, getou, and yourself were like the three musketeers, always at each other's side. the days were filled with sunshine and laughter, you could still remember the sight of getou and gojo roughhousing out in the shallow waves, and the smile it always brought to your face.

where did all the time go? you thought. it had been years since you last saw getou. years since your best friend broke your heart. you blamed yourself for a while, thinking that it was your fault for never noticing that something was wrong with him. you were his best friend, you should have been more observant of him, but how could you? he closed himself off from the world.

just before getou’s desertion, you and gojo began to push past the barriers of your friendship. you couldn’t help it, gojo was so charismatic and you grew tired of waiting for getou to make any kind of move. you knew that you loved getou very soon after meeting him, but you were always too fearful to admit your true feelings for him. you never wanted to lose his friendship, which would inevitably happen anyway.

you chuckled to yourself at the irony of it all. you never admitted your true feelings to the man you loved most, and he ended up turning into a mass non-sorcerer killer. you couldn’t grasp the fact that getou wasn’t on your side anymore for quite a long time, you always held getou in such high regard, you would never forget the day that gojo came home to break the news as to what getou had become. gojo looked down at you somberly, while you banged your fists on his chest screaming and questioning him about why he didn’t force getou to come home.

the gaping hole in your heart where your love for getou used to reside, began to heal slowly over time and gojo did help expedite that process somewhat, but you knew that you would probably never fully recover from the loss. you still frequented the beach that you now hated, the once joyous memories of this place now stored in the millions of grains of sand beneath your feet.

you sighed, deciding it was time to go. gojo was probably wondering where you were, you never told him of your recurring expeditions to this place. he wouldn’t understand your reasons for coming here. you figured it would be pointless to tell him, it would only cause your boyfriend to worry about you needlessly.

the sound of seagulls squawking and flapping their wings from above filled your ears, while an imposing figure strode towards you from behind. you turned to take your leave, immediately stopping in your tracks. the person who towered above you looked so familiar, yet so foreign. getou smiled down at you, you could see the glint of trickery in his eyes.

you took a sharp breath in, taking a step backwards to try to gain some distance from the man. your name slithered past his lips with ease, your ears twitched at the sound of his voice. the bass in his voice was the exact same as you had remembered it, and his demeanor was still as calm as ever.

getou’s smile settled into a subtitle grin, “you seem surprised.” your mind was having trouble processing the fact that getou was here, standing in front of you, “ it’s been years..” you trailed off.

the man hummed at your response, “so it has. you see, i'm here because i need your help.”

your brow furrowed, what could getou possibly need your help with? the two of you were on opposing sides when it came to the topic of sorcerers and non-sorcerers. you knew that his plan was to exterminate all non-sorcerer’s, and it was your sworn duty to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves. you tried to think of a way to navigate this situation, you knew that you were not a match for getou when it came to using jujutsu, his cursed energy was much more powerful than your own.

“i don’t think there’s anything i can help you with.” you tried to side step the man in a feeble attempt to escape. getou’s hand shot out, gripping your forearm firmly. you tried to shake out of his grip with no luck, “let me go getou. i don’t want to fight you.”

a small chuckle escaped his lips once more, “if i came here in search of a fight you would’ve been dead already.” you stared into the man’s amber eyes, trying to figure out what his motive was, “gojo will be looking for me soon, i’m already late.” getou’s grip tightened on your arm, as the playful expression melted off of his face, “so the two of you really ended up together.” his gaze moved to the ground as if deep in thought. a beat passed. getou’s gaze finally return to yours, “that’s cute.” the sly grin returned to getou’s face as he lifted your chin with one finger. you attempted to pull free from his grip again, with no success.

“satoru can look for you all he wants, he won’t be finding us anytime soon.” your eyes went wide at getou’s words. a piece of his black hair slipped out of his top knot framing his face as he looked down on you with a smug expression. “what do you mean he won’t be finding us?” you questioned angrily.

“you’ll find out soon enough.” getou’s finger left your chin, lifting his palm face up to the sky allowing black a void of cursed energy to flow out of the skin.

“no!” you yelled into the vastness of the void as your consciousness left you.

you woke with a start, your chest heaved heavily as you took in your surroundings. sitting up in the large bed, you tried to calm yourself, breathing in the humid air. the sliding door next to the bed was wide open, giving you a view of the mossy ground that led into the forest. you had no clue how long you were out, but you gathered that either you were in a domain created by getou, or he brought you into a secret realm. you couldn’t tell which. the traditional style of the home almost fooled you into believing that you were somewhere deep in the countryside, but you could feel the cursed energy floating through the air, dancing across your skin.

once your initial panic subsided, you placed your feet on the cool wooden floor. the sensation of your feet touching solid ground helped you root yourself back into reality, you knew that if you were going to escape from this place you would need to get your mind right.

hope bloomed in your chest when your mind wandered to gojo, he would definitely know something was wrong by now, and you knew that your boyfriend would stop at nothing to find you. you clung to that seed of hope in an attempt to cultivate some bravery. you knew it was just a matter of time before getou appeared before you, and you still didn’t know what he wanted with you.

getou’s presence had always seemed to be all encompassing, but that fact seemed even more prevalent now. getou seemed to carry an aura of heavy black smoke with him now, the moment you locked eyes with him on the beach after all those years, you felt as if you were being pulled into a black hole even before you were sucked into the void of blackness that he created. the air about him was intoxicating. his potent energy was dark, yet so familiar.

you shook your head, clearing your thoughts as you stood. you took notice of your outfit change, you were wearing a simple robe that tied at the waist, and cut off at the knee. a chill ran up your spine, wondering if it was getou that got you out of your original clothes. no. you thought. no matter how evil getou was, you knew he would never violate you like that. or so you hoped.

you pressed a short breath out of your chest, readying yourself for what you might encounter as you took a step forward through the sliding door and out into the open air of the forest. you wiggled your toes in the damp moss, taking comfort in its plush feeling. you trekked forward through the wooded area, figuring you might as well explore the world that you were currently imprisoned in.

you didn’t know what had come over you but you became obsessed with exploring the forest, you had never been in such a magical place. the smell of oak and bamboo filled the air as you entered a clearing in the trees where an abundance of lavender plants grew. your eyes doubled in size at the beautiful sight. the intoxicating fragrance of the plants pulled you forward into the middle of the clearing, as the sun wrapped your body in a warm embrace. you closed your eyes letting yourself take in the sun's rays. the wind blew through your hair causing the tall plants to sway across your knees.

your moment of peace was cut short, your eyes shot open at the erie screeching sound behind you. you quickly turned on your heels, coming face to face with a large cursed spirit hovering about 5 yards away from you. you had no time to question how a cursed spirit even wandered into this realm, as the blob shaped spirit bared its teeth at you as it flew in your direction. you felt your own cursed energy begin to rise beneath your skin. you directed all of the warm energy to your palms, throwing blasts of cursed energy at the moving figure.

the creature was not phased when your blasts connected to its skin, still barrelling towards you. every blast you sent in its direction seemed to ricochet straight off of the skin. you planted your feet readying yourself for hand to hand combat, swinging at the spirit with all your might. the creature's skin was like jello, it pulled your fist deep into its gooey body, trapping your arm in place. you let out a guttural scream when the spirit’s mouth latched onto your neck, digging it’s teeth deep into the flesh. your vision went blotchy as you tried your hardest to free yourself, with no success. panic began to set in, you knew you were close to losing consciousness.

getou had just returned to what he called his vacation realm when he realized you weren’t in the bed where he left you. after getting his pet spirit’s to redress you and place you in the bed to sleep, he returned to the real world to conduct an important meeting with like-minded sorcerers. the man felt his irritation grow staring at the empty bed, he decided to head out into the forest in search of you.

in getou’s opinion no one knew you better than him, and if he had to guess, you would probably be in the lavender field that was in walking distance of the house. after all, he made that addition to this world just for you. it may have been years since he last saw you, but he didn’t forget what your favorite fragrance was. back in your younger years you would place lavender essential oil on your pulse points every morning, never knowing how the scent wafting off your skin always drove getou crazy.

getou stopped in his tracks at the clearing in the forest, seeing how your body went limp in the restraints of a cursed spirit. the man shook himself out of his daze, quickly sprinting forward through the field of lavender. getou quickly called forth his cursed spirit manipulation technique, black energy shot out of his hand quickly capturing the spirit before it even knew what hit it. the black energy soaked up the spirit causing it to vanish instantly.

you were caught off balance when the creature disappeared, finally being freed from its hold. you were barely aware of what was going on, it all happened so quick. your mind was a blur when getou made it to you just before your body hit the ground. the man’s large arms wrapped around your body as he fell beneath you, breaking your fall. blood spilled from the gash in your neck, covering getou’s hands.

getou had never felt fear like this before, he may have abducted you, but he never intended for any real harm to come to you. getou’s hair came loose from his top knot, getting in the way of his vision. the man pushed his hair from his eyes, inadvertently spreading your blood across his face in the process. your body went completely limp in getou’s arms as you lost consciousness from the loss of blood. getou shifted your body in his arms as he tried to call forth his reverse curse technique in an attempt to heal the massive wound, “no! no! stay with me!” he demanded as he pumped his energy into your skin, praying you weren’t too far gone for it to work.

getou stared at your face as he cradled your body in his arms, the wound had healed but you still hadn’t stirred. the man anxiously called your name, hoping for any kind of response. he couldn’t figure out why he cared so much as to whether you lived or died, getou never held much regard for anyone's life in general. he just knew that he desperately needed you to wake up.

a cough broke from your throat before your eyes fluttered open. your brain felt like it was tied in a knot as you stared up at the beautiful man above you. for a moment you forgot all that had happened between the two of you. maybe it was because of all the blood you lost, but you seemed to have forgotten that you and getou were on opposing sides of war, and you were just looking up at the man you were once in love with.

“getou?” you said as your eyes focused on him. the man grinned slightly, “yes, it’s me.” even in your deranged state you took notice of the blood splattered across his face. you reached up to cup his face, “are you okay? what happened to you?”

getou realized that his reverse curse technique seemed to have side effects, the main one being delusion. he leaned into your touch, almost wishing that you would stay in a state of delusion forever, he missed seeing you look at him this way. getou chuckled at your words, “nothing happened to me, it’s what happened to you that got me looking this way. it seems you were attacked by a cursed spirit while i was away.”

you blinked, a cumulation of all of the recent events formed in your mind. you were attacked by a cursed spirit. because you were abducted by getou. and now you were a prisoner in an unknown realm. you quickly snatched your hand away from his face as your memory returned. getou watched as your demeanor changed, “ah there she is.” he said in an amused tone.

you attempted to push the man away, only to realize how weak your fight with the spirit left you. getou didn’t budge, you let out a sigh of exhaustion, “why am i here getou?” “you’ll find out soon enough.” he said, as he gathered your body into his arms, bridal carrying you through the field of lavender back to the house.

if you didn’t hate getou so much, you would have found this moment to be almost intimate. his arm wrapped around your back, allowing his large hand to cup the backside of your rib cage. his fingers were so long, almost reaching the sides of your breasts. you tried to ignore the heat that emitted off of getou’s skin that penetrated your robe, warming your body to the core.

you arched your neck to get a good look at getou’s face as he pushed through the greenery of the forest, “you can put me down, i’m sure i can make it from here.” getou’s amber eyes finally met yours, “doubt that.” you rolled your eyes, “i know i’m heavy, really. you don’t need to keep carrying me.” getou lifted your body upwards, adjusting your form so he could hold onto you tighter, “nope. light as a feather.”

you tried to withhold a smile, maybe the old getou is still in there somewhere. you thought. you quickly dismissed the thought, as you reverted your gaze back to the passing trees.

the man carried you every step of the way, all the way into the bathroom. getou sat you down on the edge of the claw foot tub situated in the middle of the room, “can you bathe yourself or do you require assistance from the house spirits?” your brows furrowed at the question, “house spirits?” getou looked at you like this is something you should be familiar with, “yes, house spirits. they are low grade spirits that i have collected over the years, they maintain this realm while i’m away. they are the ones who changed your clothes when i arrived with you the first time.”

you looked up at the man still confused, “so it wasn’t you who changed my clothes?” getou laughed softly as he leaned down to speak directly in your ear, “if i’m going to see you nude, i would rather you be awake for it.” you took in a sharp breath as heat rose to your cheeks, “get out. i can bathe myself.” at your word, getou spun on his heels heading out of the room. the man stopped short just before closing the door, “i’ll have the house spirits lay some clothes out for you, i’m going out.”

your voice was laced with anger, “out?” getou turned his head slightly, “yes, be sure to make yourself at home. you’ll be here for a while.” if looks could kill getou would certainly be dead,”i hope you know, it won’t take gojo long to find this place.” a devilish grin broke across getou’s face, “oh, i’m counting on it.”

his words took you by surprise, you had no time to respond before he closed the door on his way out. ‘oh, i’m counting on it?’ what did he mean by that? his words plagued you, you spent your time in the bath trying to decode his meaning. he wanted gojo to find this place? why? you couldn’t figure out what getou might be playing at even after drying off.

getou was gone most of the night, he left the vacation realm to discuss his plans with his associates. he told them that his reason for abducting you was perfectly justified, and they all believed him when he said that he needed you to draw satoru gojo out. although this was partially true, his reasons for abducting you were mostly to fulfill a selfish desire that has been rooted deep in his soul for years. getou pondered over his selfish desire as he stood over your sleeping body, he did his best to sneak in quietly, careful not to wake you. you looked so peaceful while you slept, so innocent.

once his best friend, now his enemy. getou wanted nothing more than to corrupt you, mind, body and soul. getou tried to dismiss his perverse thoughts, but all of his efforts were in vain. blood pumped to his cock continuously, the man wished more than anything that he could stuff your pretty pussy with it. you were completely clueless of getou’s large form looming over you from the end of the bed, completely clueless of the fact that getou couldn’t help but free his aching cock from the confines of his clothing, stroking himself to the sight of your sleeping body.

getou knew you’d probably try to kill him if you somehow woke up, he almost wished you would wake up and catch him in the act, he wanted you to know how crazy you made him but he knew that was no way to win you over, for his plan to work he needed you to join him. plans of the future and the greater good quickly dissipated from his mind when you shifted in your sleep. the blanket that was already barely covering your ass, slid upwards as you readjusted. getou prayed that you would shift again, if the covers slid up just one more inch he would be able to see that pretty cunt that he has been dreaming about for years. he stroked his cock at a quicker pace, getou felt a knot begin to form in the bottom of his stomach as he imagined doing absolutely repulsive things to your body.

getou threw his head back as he came, a small sliver of hair fell over his face while he silently chanted your name to himself over and over like his own personal mantra. getou cleaned himself off in the attached restroom, returning to your bedside. a grin formed on getou’s face as he adjusted your blanket to cover your body fully, “everything’s all going according to plan.” he said in a whisper.

chapter two

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currently writing chapter 2 of ‘abducted’ eek!! i’m so excited over this story

abducted

chapter three

getou x reader

chapter two

word count: 2.2k

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the days that followed after your first training session passed very smoothly. so smooth in fact that it made you question if there was something wrong with getou. he hadn’t spoken to you more than absolutely necessary, and he didn’t bother to tease or chastise you once during the following training sessions. you couldn’t figure out why his change in demeanor bothered you so much, you should feel nothing but hatred for the man for taking you prisoner, but it seemed your soul still sheltered a soft spot for him.

you were unable to tell just how long you had been kept captive in getou’s realm, the days seemed to pass by much quicker in his vacation realm than they did in the real world. with the passing of days you began to form a daily routine, waking up to fresh clothes placed at the end of your bed by the house spirits, getting up to make yourself breakfast, and following that up with a training session with getou. training was the only time you would see him throughout the day. you knew he was avoiding you, but you couldn’t figure out why. you thought maybe it was because you slapped him that one day, but you quickly determined that the slap was well deserved on suguru’s part and dismissed the thought all together.

getou did his best to minimize the time he spent around you. after the night the two of you shared, separated only by the thin bedroom walls, getou decided that he must not allow lust to cloud his better judgment anymore. getou returned to the human world every night, needing to put distance between himself and you. suguru convinced himself that there was work that still to be done to set his plan into motion, but deep down he knew that he couldn’t trust himself not to act on his sexual desire for you.

even with minimal interaction, getou had to cut training short some days. the sight of you overexerted and panting heavily from the workout did unexplainable things to the broody man. he knew he was a real pervert when he imagined you looking just as red and exhausted under him while his cock split you open. getou ached with desire, needing to hear your sweet sounds again. those same sounds you made when you were touching yourself to the thought of him fucking you dumb. on those days, getou would curtly tell you that training was done for the day and quickly make his exit.

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you were always somewhat of a hot head, this was a fact that everyone was aware of. up until recent years you had trouble controlling your emotions, which often resulted in your cursed energy surging out of your body with the most terrible timing. that’s why you appreciated gojo, he understood your anger and he was the main factor for you being able to restrict your cursed energy when you felt anger bubble inside you. though it seemed that you might have gotten too good at restricting your curse technique, you didn’t like not being able to access it unless you were in a life or death situation. you knew getou was right, you should be able to summon your cursed technique on command.

over the course of your training you had gotten better at summoning your curse technique. getou was relentless, he would storm you with his own cursed technique or use hand-to-hand combat in an attempt to draw your enemy to the surface. you were able to call upon your energy one time during training when getou locked your body against his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist like a cage. you grew angry when you were unable to escape, your anger was the key that allowed you to tap into your cursed energy. you pressed your palms against getou’s body, sending a massive wave of cursed energy through his body. the act caught him off guard allowing you to escape his hold. getou must have been angry by your actions. after releasing your body from his hold, the man couldn’t look at you. it felt like an eternity passed when he finally said that was all for the day and quickly exited the room.

you thought this over as you sat at the kitchen island, hunched over your breakfast. you knew getou was avoiding you for unknown reasons, but you needed to talk to him. you had been a prisoner in the realm for quite a while and you wanted to know exactly what getou had planned for you. your mind was running in circles, wondering why gojo hadn’t found you yet, what would happen to him when he did, and also why getou seemed to hate being in your presence. you were most bothered by the latter, but you tried to distract your mind from the fact.

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there were no clocks, or any way to tell time in getou’s realm but you gathered it was almost time to train based on the position of the sun shining through the kitchen window. your bare feet pattered against the cool wooden floor and eventually met the soft padded floor of the training room. getou was in his usual position in front of the mirror lined walls wrapping his fists in gauze.

getou looked calm while wrapping the material around his veiny hands, you almost let your anger for him ignoring you for the past few days dissipate at the sight. the man spoke with his back facing you, “are you here to train? or would you rather continue gawking?” you rolled your eyes as you stepped forward,”oh, so you can speak.” you crossed your arms across your chest as getou turned to face you,”yes.. why would you think otherwise?” his tone almost sounded mocking. “i haven’t seen you in days, with the exception of these short training sessions.” getou examend the wrapping on his hands, “well i am a busy man.” you scoffed, “right i forgot you're a busy man with a big plan to rid the world of non sorcerers, i almost forgot.”

a grin peeked out at the corner of getou’s lips, “more or less, yes.” you weren’t amused, “i know you’ve been avoiding me. why?” getou took a step forward, smiling from above you, “aw you’ve been missing me doll?” your brows knitted together, you moved to shove the man but getou caught your wrist before your palm could land. “ah ah, save the violence for training. “

“are we not training now?” you said with a sly grin to match his. getou’s eyes narrowed on you, “oh well in that case..” getou quickly kicked his leg out, knocking off balance resulting in your back landing hard on the cushioned floor. “you really love that move don’t you.” you wheezed. “i do, and you should be able to see it coming by now.” a large hand reached out, helping you back onto your feet.

your training with getou went as smoothly as any interaction with getou could go. a slight sense of ease washed over you when you noticed how getou had seemingly began to revert back to his usual smart-ass behavior during training.

later in the afternoon you found yourself feeling quite bored as you stared at the ceiling of the sitting room. you couldn’t figure out why getou didn’t at least install a tv somewhere in the house. there was absolutely nothing to do, except explore the outdoors but you had done enough of that, and you didn’t want to run into any more rouge cursed spirits again.

your ears perked up at the sound of large feet attempting to tread lightly across the wooden floor. you kept your gaze on the ceiling as you spoke, “heading out on another one of your secret missions?” getou stopped in his tracks, he let out a huff as he relaxed his shoulders, “i thought you were napping.”

“no i’m not napping, though i might as well be.” you rolled over on the couch to face him, “a bored prisoner is a unhappy prisoner sugu.” the large man shifted his stance, noticing the playful tone in your voice, “you love referring to yourself as a captive don’t you?” “well, i am here against my will. the least you could do is provide me with some sort of entertainment.”

a beat passed. getou’s eyes clouded in deep thought, “are you still a fan of jane austen?” your face contorted in confusion. “i remember you reading her works quite often, back when we were-“ you cut getou off, “you remember that?” you were genuinely surprised by his impeccable memory. you were sure if someone were to ask gojo who your favorite author or book was, he would not know how to answer. you knew this about gojo but you never held his lack of interest in your hobbies against him. you figured everyone had their own interests, there was no need for gojo to inquire about yours.

“of course i remember, how could i not?” he questioned, like it should be somehow obvious that he would remember such a trivial fact about you. you didn’t know how to respond, you just hummed slightly to yourself as getou exited the room.

the following morning you were gently woken by the sound of birds chirping and a cool wind flowing through the sliding door of your bedroom. something about the air felt different, you couldn’t put your finger on it but you could feel the residuals of sorcery floating through the air. you sprung up, your senses were on full alert, someone was using a lot of cursed energy and you knew that couldn’t be a good thing.

you tipped toed out of your bedroom, peeking around both corners before continuing down the hallway. the windowless hallway was dark and you could feel the cursed energy growing stronger as you made your way down the hall. there was a new door at the end of the hall that was not there the day before, cursed energy was practically leaking out of the key hole just below the door knob.

you took a deep breath as you gripped the door knob, not knowing what you would find on the other side of the threshold. you took on a strong stance in an attempt to ready yourself for any potential threat that could be waiting on the other side.

the circular room did not fit the same aesthetic as the rest of the house. this room was dimly lit and smelled of getou’s cursed energy, like sandalwood and smoke. mahogany shelves lined the walls, all of which were stuffed with books. in the center of the room was situated a couch and a large arm chair. your gaze wandered to getou, who was walking down the tall spiral staircase that led to a second floor of shelves.

“good morning, i hope i didn’t wake you with sounds of the new construction.” the man said jokingly. you mouth was a jar, completely in awe of getou’s power, “you did all this with jujutsu?” getou sat on the couch casually, his large frame dwarfed the piece of furniture in comparison. “all the talk of books yesterday made me think, my vacation home was severely lacking a proper library.”

you moved around the circular room, drawing your fingers across the many spines of the books. getou called out from the center of the room, “if you're looking for austen, she’s upstairs.” you turned swiftly on your heels, finally having collected your thoughts,”is this all for me? the books. the library. did you do this for me?”

getou scoffed as he leaned back against the couch cushions, “please. don’t flatter yourself. like i said, i thought that with your claim of this place needing some entertainment, a library would be a good solution.”

heat rose to your cheeks. you turned back to face the shelves, continuing along the course of the room. “well then.” getou stood, making his way to the door. “i’ll leave you too it. there’s still much to get in order” your hand shot out, grasping the air, “wait!” getou paused at your words. “at least tell me why you’re doing what you’re doing, why do you want all non-sorcerer’s gone? i need to understand why.”

getou turned back to the door, “i’m making a better world for people like you and me. be a doll and don’t try to stop me, all of our training would go to waste if i have to kill you. ” without another word the man was gone, leaving you alone in the massive library.

getou always had a narrow view of the world, he always thought in very black and white terms. you pondered over getou’s motivations as you walked up the steps of the spiral staircase.

abducted

chapter four

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getou x reader

tags: language // talks of violence // smutt// dollification //

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getou returned to the human world that night, though not for his usual reasons. getou had his sights set on gojo, suguru needed to figure out how gojo was planning to respond to your abduction. keeping tabs on gojo’s moves were essential for getou’s plan to work. the man had no plans of engaging gojo—he would only keep track of his movements from afar.

getou tracked satoru’s movements to honmachi, a residential area in tokyo. getou arched a brow from atop the tall apartment building, watching gojo tread through the empty alleyway below. smoke emitted from the sewers while neon lights buzzed from the closed shop windows. getou lost sight of the man when he walked through a cloud of misty smoke.

getou quickly jumped to the next rooftop in an attempt to keep his eyes on the white haired man, and took a step back into the shadows at the sight of gojo reappearing out of the mist. the man stopped short in the alleyway, keeping his eyes on the wet concrete below him as he spoke, “you can come out now suguru.” gojo finally looked up into the night sky, watching getou take a step out of the shadows and looking down upon him.

“i never knew you to visit this side of town gojo.” getou jumped down from the tall roof, landing on his feet in front of gojo. an unusually somber look settled on gojo’s face, “i never had a reason too, but now i must scour all of tokyo in search of whatever realm you’ve drug my girlfriend into.”

getou hummed, “yes well, i’m sure you’ll find it soon enough.” gojo stepped forward, “you know i could kill you where you stand.” getou’s hands twitched at his sides, “though i would like to see you try, if i’m dead what do you think would happen to your precious little girlfriend?” getou drug out the last word to tease gojo.

“if you so much as touch a hair on her head, i will-“ getou laughed. “you’ll what? kill me?” getou hardened his stare on gojo, ”please spare me of the theatrics satoru. maybe if you taught her how to develop her cursed technique properly she could have defended herself from me.”

gojo attempted to form a rebuttal but getou didn’t relent, “you don’t have to worry about me hurting her, if anything i am making her into a real jujutsu sorcerer, unlike whatever you were doing with your time with her.”

gojo’s demeanor shifted, his face contorted in amusement, “what i was doing with my time with her?” gojo laughed. “what do you think i was doing with my time with her?” getou’s eyes narrowed, he didn’t wait for gojo to elaborate. “you don’t deserve her.” getou spoke in an eerily calm manner, “you don’t even deserve to breathe the same air as her. tell me gojo, do you even know what her favorite book is? or her favorite author? how about her favorite thing to eat in the mornings? no? how about her favorite flower? can you tell me the answer to any of those questions?”

gojo blinked. a beat passed while getou waited for a response. gojo’s hands turned to fists at his sides, “i will find her, and i will kill you.” getou laughed at the lack of response to his questions, “i’ll count on it.” a black void of cursed energy surrounded getou, “see you soon, satoru.” with that getou was gone, leaving gojo alone in the cool night air of tokyo’s streets.

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after getou left, you grabbed your favorite work of jane austen’s off of the tall wooden bookcase and headed back down the staircase, taking your spot on the antique couch. you drew your fingers over the title of the old book, admiring the craftsmanship of what must have been a first edition. how getou got his hands on such a priceless piece of literature, you’d never know.

persuasion was what you thought to be austen’s best work. although many would argue that pride and prejudice was much better, you loved persuasion for what it was. a dwindled romance between two lovers that lost their way, finding themselves falling for each other all over again. like any other jane austen novel, it ends predictably. the girl gets the guy, and they share a happily ever after together. the happy, predictable ending is what you loved most about the book. you thought your life could use some predictability, with your sudden capture by getou, and dealing with his mood swings.

you remembered getou differently, you always thought suguru to be the picture perfect example of the wise and stoic man. getou was always the one reeling gojo and yourself in, always keeping the two of you in line with what he thought was right. getou always had a clear view of what was right and wrong. you desperately wished to know what had changed. getou’s once black and white view of the world now seemed to be wholly grey.

your eyes grew heavy once finishing the fifth chapter of the book, you told yourself that you would rest your eyes for just a moment before returning your attention back to the romance novel. it was no fault of your own that the couch was so comfortable, and the temperature of the room was just right for your mind to drift into a deep sleep. no, it wasn’t your fault that you dreamt of getou, you couldn’t help the matter— it’s not like you had any control of your dreams.

your body was dressed in the same flimsy robe that you wore your first day in the vacation realm. you were in your bedroom, your bedroom in the real world— your safe place. it must’ve been late. the space was dark, only being lit by the city lights below. you never spent enough time here. you often spent most nights at gojo’s house. you thought back to all of those nights you spent together, those nights were always spent with you laughing at gojo’s crude jokes while he wrapped you in his warm embrace.

any and all thoughts of gojo went out the window when you realized you weren’t alone. your back was pressed up against a firm chest, warm breaths caressed your neck. you couldn’t help but lean into the feeling letting your head lull to the side, getou’s hands moved to rest on the skin covering your rib cage, his large hands naturally spread wide— reaching just a hairs length away from your nipples.

you couldn’t help but squirm when the man moved the collar of your robe just enough to place a kiss where your shoulder and neck met. you instinctively pressed your thighs together, your whole body felt extra sensitive in your dream state. getou slowly inched your robe open, creating a trail of hot kisses across your shoulder.

his voice was low and gentle, “gonna’ be a good doll for me and let me see you? i’ve been waiting so long to play with those pretty titties.” you shyly nodded your head against his chest in response, suddenly aware of the cool air sinking into your skin through the thin fabric. getou moved his hands upwards brushing his thumbs against your nipples. you suddenly felt frustrated with the fabric blocking the full sensation of his touch.

you rolled your hips, in a desperate attempt to seek out friction for your already needy cunt. getou fondled your breast over the silky fabric, chuckling softly in your ear watching you grow needy under his touch. “use your words doll, i know you can do it.” getou placed another kiss on your neck, “can i see, baby?”

you were afraid of your voice coming out uneven, you took a moment to right your mind before speaking. you whispered lowly, “yes” was the only word you could manage. your body was on fire from his touch, you hated how flustered his small actions made you.

getou opened only the top part of your robe, he wanted to take his time— he intended to devote the proper amount of time to every inch of your body. he would rush nothing. you almost gasped when the cool air of the bedroom hit your already sensitive nipples. getou moved to work circular motions with the tips of his fingers on your pebbled nipples.

suguru kissed your temple—continuing his motions on your chest, “such a pretty little doll.” your pussy flooded at the sound of his words. you let out a soft moan as you rolled your hips against the mattress, you could feel getou’s cock grow hard against your back.

you could tell getou’s hair was undone even though you couldn’t see his face from your spot between his legs, his black hair tickled your skin as he lifted your chin with one hand to get easier access to place languid kisses on your neck. every kiss and touch felt euphoric against your skin, your cunt was crying out for much needed attention as your nipple grew sore under his deft fingers.

getou still had one hand on your throat as he spoke, “be a good girl, and let me see that pretty pussy.” suguru’s hand left your nipple and pulled the tie around your waist free, causing the robe to open fully. you didn't have enough mind to care about how exposed you were, and immediately spread your legs for getou.

getou’s hand on your throat moved upwards to grip your jaw. the man turned your face towards his, allowing your eyes to finally meet. he looked so beautiful in this moment, you thought before getou pulled you in for a passionate kiss. you moaned into his mouth at the feeling of his free hand trailing down your body at an achingly slow pace. you need his fingers on your clit so desperately that you continued rolling your hips against the bed in an attempt to make him move faster but getou had always been stubborn. getou always did things his way, there was no alternative.

suguru released your lips from his, his large fingers finally met your swollen clit. your head fell back against his chest as he began working motions on that sensitive spot. his free hand moved to work your nipple once more, never relenting from his work on your cunt. “such a good little doll..you're being so good for me.” he said as your body writhed under his.

getou loved the sounds you made for him, he worked your clit in a quicker motion to draw out more of your sweet sounds. “you want me inside, baby?” getou practically cooed into your ear. “yes! sugu’ please!” you couldn’t wait any longer, you were already on the cusp of orgasm.

getou used two fingers of his free hand to trace around your cunt. you clenched under his fingers, practically sucking him in, though getou didn’t let you. suguru wanted to take his time with this as well. you cried out, “sugu- please.” getou let out a breath before finally pushing deep into your cunt, pumping in and out of your plush walls as he continued the same pace with his other hand against your clit.

you were no match for getou’s fingers, your walls began to flutter around him almost immediately when he tapped against your g-spot. suguru slowed his pace while your walls continued to dance around his fingers. the man shushed you softly, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“shh.. shh.. ride it out on my fingers baby. it’s okay.”

you heard your name leave getou’s lips, though his voice sounded more distant than before. you woke feeling startled. getou stood above you with a confused look on his face. it took you a moment to take in your surroundings, you couldn’t tell how long you were out but your head ached, and your neck felt stiff from the awkward position you slept in on the couch.

“were you reading all night?” you looked down to the novel still cracked open on your lap, “must be a really good book.” you cleared your throat— moving quickly to your feet. “yeah, really good.” your face turned beet red. hot embarrassment from your dream flooded your body. you quickly pushed past getou, not wishing to meet his eyes as you made a hasty exit.