Naive And Gullible Master List

Naive and Gullible master list

| synopsis: Older siblings. Some are better then others, and others are much worse. But when your the younger sibling, looking up to your older brother/sister, in your own eyes. They do no wrong, they are amazing. Almost like a superhero. But sometimes, it takes something traumatic, or unaccepted to shatter your view of them. And that's what happens to the youngest Geto.

| Warnings ⚠️: Abuse, manipulation, derogatory undertone, Fight, Blood, manga spoilers.

| Characters: Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, other minor characters

| Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

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1. Beginning (brief summary)

2. Naive (Part 1)

3. Gullible (Part 2)

4. Heart Break (Part 3)

5. Megumi? Megoomi. (TBA)

6. ?????????

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This is a brief master list for the Geto series

Not sure when I'll be posting a part three.

i hope you heal from the things no one ever apologized for

Chapter 2: Gullible

Naive and Gullible

MASTER LIST

| Characters: Geto suguru, GN Reader, Naoya Zenin, Gojo Satoru.

| Anime: jujutsu kaisen

| Warnings: Abuse, manipulation, fighting, mention of blood, derogatory names, Manga spoilers (somewhat),mention of blood.

| Summary: Older siblings. Some are better then others, and others are much worse. But when your the younger sibling, looking up to your older brother/sister, in your own eyes. They do no wrong, they are amazing. Almost like a superhero. But sometimes, it takes something traumatic, or unaccepted to shatter your view of them. And that's what happens to the youngest Geto.

| AN: Hello! Sorry it took so long for this, I wanted it to be perfect and show more of how Suguru acts around the youngest. Along with I've been working and trying to get things situated. let me know if y'all want a part 4, I will be updating the first part of this series, so there will be some minor construction 🚧

✨Feed back is appreciated!

REBLOGS ARE WELCOMED✨

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AGE 12

What was he doing? Why was he doing this too you? If you looked close enough, you could see a figure standing, with a face that had no eyes but a large mouth with very sharp teeth.

The ringing in your ears would not lighten up, the screaming wouldn't stop, and he stood there.

With a wicked grin on his face, the figure disappearing with a screech, as he walked towards you. Taking slow calculated steps, fear over taking your body. He bent down, his out stretched hand reaching towards your body, the only thing coming to mind was too run.

You could out run him, you knew you could, youve out ran your brother. Though he did trip on a stick, but it still counts.

Lightly slapping his hand away, spinning around trying to get your footing on the ground. Eyes scanning left and right, looking for anyone or any kind of object to use.

Where was my brother? Where was anyone to stop what was happening? This guy has been tormenting you for years now. But someone always came at the right moment before it got to this point.

And the one time you venture out to the school (alone), is when you run into him.

When no one was around. No students out skipping classes or teachers walking around on their breaks.

Your eyes caught sight of a rock not to far away, pushing your feet off the ground. With quick movement, quick enough to even catch Naoya off guard.

Divining for the rock, your index finger grazing the surface of it before getting pulled away.

"You're quick, I must say that, but your delivery and direction was spelled out in the sky from the start," He spoke with venom in his voice, his hand tighten around my hair. With his fist in my hair, he sharply tugged it back, my eyes locked with his own. My hands flew to his own, digging my nails into the surface of them.

" LET GO!!" I shouted, a sharp pain spreading through out my head. Vision blurred, as the pain kept coming.

Clawing at his hands, arms, even getting a few kicks in, but them getting sent right back. Twisting my body, trying to escape even if it ripped my hair out.

I had to get away.

"HOW DARE YOU FIGHT BACK! YOU WENCH, YOU MADE ME BLEE-"

"Let go of the kid," Naoya grip loosened at the intruders sudden voice. Letting go of my hair, my body landing on hard pavement.

While his attention was focused else where, I took this as my que to hit him in his groin. Hearing him groan, as he doubled over from the pain, "You bitch." He gasped out, body hitting the pavement, while he lying there, a thought crossed my mind "For someone so pretty, you truly have an ugly and horrendous personality."

"Hey, you're not okay, let me-" A voice spoke, turning around to be met with a teenager, his white hair and lanky figure. My eyes widen at the realization of who this boy was, with out a second thought. I made my escape, body hurting and vision spinning.

My eyes scanning everywhere,my head hurting it was starting to become difficult to remember where the exit was located. Let alone, what direction lead to my home, to the comfort of my own bed, and the closet that held my brothers clothes.

"Hey, you're alright, wait! Stop! Youre badly injured!" He screamed after me, following close behind, as I ran from the courtyard.

' I have to get away from here, I knew I should have stayed in the house today. I shouldnt have left, Suguru can't find out.'

"Hey! Wait! Let me help you, your arm is bleeding!" I heard the person shout, shaking my head, focusing on the path ahead. Cutting out sound and my pain, inhaling a breath before giving it my all to run from this place.

And after a few minutes, there was no longer any more sounds besides the panting of my breathing and the sound of my shoes making contact with the ground. The guy, being left alone in the trail of kicked up debris.

"Shit, where is Suguru when you need him?" Satoru mumbled out, now losing sight of the kid, but still following the blood droplets.

"You spoke of me?" Suguru said, walking up behind Satoru, a light smirk playing on his face. Taking a glance at the ground, seeing small blood drops, his chest tightening a bit. Why was there blood?

"Whats going on, why are you sweating?" He questioned, starting to follow the blood, Satoru right behind him.

"I was on my way to go too the vending machines, when I felt a low grade curse around. Thought it was weird that it would be here, so I followed it. Though, its presence disappeared after awhile, but instead of just going back to where I was, I decided to still check it out. An there was Naoya Zenin, he was beating up some kid," Satoru took a breath, heaving a sigh, "The kid was fighting back though, Naoya had a black eye and his arm was bleeding from where they were scratching him."

"What happened next?"

"Oh, I told him to let go of the kid, and he did," Satoru let out a chuckle, earning a side eye look from Suguru, "The kid hit him where the sun doesn't shine, he fell quick and they made a quick escape," Suguru let out a small chuckle, covering his face as his eyes scanned around the area.

A peaceful yet tense silence fell between the two friends, Suguru was still keeping an eye out for this person. Suguru had a feeling in his gut, that it was you. You had been nagging him to visit the school for weeks now. And maybe today, you finally decided to go against his words and venture out here alone.

It would be the first time you didn't listen to him.

While Satoru was leading the way for the both of them, soon coming to halt when the blood trail ended.

"I have a feeling you know who it is," Satoru turned around looking at Suguru, but this time he was truly aware of his body language.

His shoulders were tense, his jaw set, and his hands were twitching, his eyes were scanning the whole area looking for something or rather someone.

"It's Y/N," Suguru finally spoke, the tension in the air thickening, a heavy weight was pressing down hard on both their shoulders, "They're my younger sibling, they have no cursed energy or technique."

"You're an Older Brother? How am I just figuring this out now, in the worst way."

Suguru was about to respond, annoyance slowly building up, before he was interrupted by yelling.

"Suguru! I'm sorry! I just wanted to come and see you at school!" Suguru and Satoru both turning towards the direction of the voice.

Both eyes widen at the state of the kid that was limping towards them. Hair matted in knots, clothes covered in dirt and holes. Their left eye was black an swollen, lip busted and there arm was soaking the fabric of the white shirt red.

"Y/N."

" I'm sorry, I really am, I should have listened," Tears started to form in the young kids eyes, Suguru went ahead of Satoru, while he stood back an absorbed what he was seeing in front of him.

"I've told you before monkey, you can't be coming here by yourself," He harshly told them, taking a heavy sigh as the kid flinched at him grabbing the blood soaked shirt.

Satoru eyes widened at the use of "monkey."

He must have missed heard what he had spoke too you. Did he really just call you a monkey? His own flesh and blood. Taking his glasses off, rubbing the bridge of his nose, now paying close attention to the two of you.

Suguru was hovering over the kid, as they looked anywhere but at his face. Suguru was standing there scolding them, his body was rigid, hovering over them in an intimidating stance. His face twisted in disgust and concern. How can someone be concerned for someone, but still disgusted by them?

Y/N, was very unaware of the way Suguru acted around them. Their eyes filled with pain, but also wonder when they looked at him. The child was so naive to the way Suguru was towards them.

With a jolt, the kid wrapped there arms around his waist. Satoru knew that if it wasn't for him being there. Suguru would have shoved them off. The way Suguru had shrink back at the contact had Satoru feeling pitty for the child.

Clearly they have deep love and admiration for him, but it wasn't given back to them.

Satoru had a hunch about how Suguru felt about his sibling. And he really wanted to be wrong.

But clear as day, Suguru held the same ill feelings towards them, just as he did towards non-sorcerers. He couldn't understand the meaning behind his reason for the feelings. If you took the gifts he possessed away, he would be just like the rest.

Watching the two stand as Suguru scolded the hurt and shivering kid, glancing between the two. There was no doubt in the world, they were related. The similarities between them, was outstanding. Same nose, brows, mouth shape, and eye shape, even the way they stood was the same. Only difference between the two was eye color. While Suguru had purple, they had a deep burgundy.

"Hey, let's take them to the nurse," Satoru spoke up, the tension in the air was starting to suffocate him. And the paleness of the younger Geto was starting to concern him.

"No, I'll take them back home," Suguru spoke quickly, with hurry he pride the fingers off his waist. A low cry coming from the action, "I hurt, cant we go somewhere closer?"

"No, you have to understand your actions half consequences. Now, come monkey, yo- Is that my shirt?"

Suguru hadn't paid much attention to the kids appearance, let alone what they had been wearing.

But when he caught a glimpse of the familiar swirls of purple, red and blues on the front of the shirt. He felt his blood start too boil, taking a step back, taking in there appearance.

He hadn't noticed before how much they had been trying to look like him. The shirt was his, though it hung a little low, the sweats that flaired out at the top, and the hair.

"When did you cut your hair?" He questioned, earning a noise from Satoru, "I think the hair is the leas-"

"Answer me." Suguru could feel his anger rising, how dare this monkey, this no good curse collecting-monkey, try and become like him or even wear his clothes.

He will have to burn them at this point. He can't stand the thought of wearing something they had worn. A shiver running down his spine at the thought, "Why did you cut your hair?"

Satoru couldn't believe what was happening, his fists clenched and unclenching, he had enough of Suguru behaving like this towards you. He put up with a lot when they went on missions together and had to use spray to "Get rid of the stench," and calling everyone that wasn't like them names.

But the fact that you were bleeding out, and clearly not in good shape to even speak, let alone you were a kid. He had to step in and stop this before you passed out.

"I..that's w..why I, I don't understand why that matters." Your lip was starting to quiver. Your body hurt, your head hurt and your arm felt like it was torn off.

And Suguru looked so upset with you, sure you had went against his words, but you wanted to show him something. Along with wanting to see him, was it wrong to want to see your older brother, "I'm sorry about your clothes, I'll wash them," You wouldn't cry, you couldnt cry.

Suguru wouldn't cry or be this pathetic, so you can't be either. Sucking in a breath the best you could, 'my lungs are on fire' you thought to yourself.

"What good will that do?! The shirt is soaked in blood, why did you come here monkey? What were you thinking, you little monkey. Are you crying?" His voice had been going up in volume, till he saw the first of many tears rolling down your face.

Taking in a shaken breath, you mumbled "I just wanted to be like you." If it wasn't for the pain, and looking down at the ground to hide your tears. You'd have missed the most distasteful and sour look on your beloved brothers face.

Before he went to speak, Satoru stepped in front of you, glaring down at Suguru, "We need to go, now, this is enough."

And with that, Satoru picked you up, much to your dismay as you cried to your brother. Who was walking in the opposite direction, walking away from you and your stench.

"Sug!! Why.. what did I do?" You sobbed against Satoru shoulder, your brother stopped at your words, your chest tightening.

He turned around, wearing his signature smirk, Satoru turned you both around to face him. Your eyes shining at Suguru shining face, his mood doing a total 180.

"I'm going to go find the lowlife that harmed you monkey! No one harms you at all," He spoke with determination in his voice, though at your awed face and his shining.

Satoru knew he was faking this all, Suguru was the king, if not the founder of being fake. Of showing a whole other side after another, though he saw it the most when he interacted with non sorcerers. The fact that you were so naive and gullible, that you couldn't see through it. Pained him, turning around having enough of Suguru, as you shouted, "Oh..that makes sense." Though after a few steps, he felt your body go limp.

That's when he started to pick up his pace, breaking out into a dead sprint as he felt your breathing slowing. In his head thinking about how if Suguru cared, you wouldnt be staining his clothes with blood. How if he cared, he wouldn't have scolded you as the color from your face started to drain.

"Can't have anyone else harm you monkey, besides me of course," Suguru spoke aloud, on his way to the soda machines. Humming a sweet tune, "What will I eat tonight?"

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