Geto Drabbles - Tumblr Posts

✩ — characters : suguru geto.

✩ — synopsis : suguru geto having a friend who is scared of the dark.

✩ — genre : fluff.

✩ — word count : 0.3k+

you and geto were sitting on your bed watching a television series, eating various snacks and drinks while littering it all around your bed. geto swore he would clean it up later.

you never knew if he was lying or telling the truth. he was a hard person to read.

his long black locks were put into a man bun to prevent the strands of hair from getting into the food he was eating.

you were sitting beside him with your head placed on his shoulder, eating away at the bag of chips you had just returned with.

"this show is ass," he muttered, "no plot, no nothing." of course, you agreed with him, letting out a small hum to ensure your agreement.

abruptly, the television turned off, switching to black instead of that annoying television show you were watching. of course you were relived that you didn't have to go through that torture of watching that horrible show, but there was another form of torture waiting for you with the absence of light.

you yelped and clung closely next to suguru. he held you close, repeatedly telling you that it would be alright.

he was aware of your fear, you have been friends for multiple years so of course he knew.

suguru attempted to turn on the light, but to no avail.

"it seems like the electricity went out," he said, just enough that you could hear him. you trembling under his grasp, not wanting to open your eyes and never wanting to let go from him.

he grabbed his phone from a nearby dresser and turned his flashlight on, lighting the room just a little bit.

suguru held you closer as he peeked under the blankets. "you're okay," he said, pulling the blanket back over you. "as long as i'm here, there's nothing to worry about."

you smiled in his grasp, still trembling with fear because of the lack of light.

suguru was such a good friend.

the best friend you could ever have.

✩ — a/n ; for god help me please (hope you enjoyed).

🔍︎ | ceo!geto suguru & fem!reader

⟳ | rough sex, desk fucking, praise, (risk of getting caught?), pussy eating, overall smut.

π | was just thinking about this so i decided to put it into words. i hope you all enjoy!!!

ceo!geto who has you bent over his office desk absolutely ravaging your cunt to the point where it's beyond repair. he’s going at it at maximum speed, causing multiple items to fall off during the moment. 

ceo!geto who gives you little praises here and there during the moment and tells you why he’s so angry. he asks questions here and there also to make sure you’re listening. every time you don't answer, you get another orgasm denied. this went on for a very long time.

ceo!geto who tells you to be quiet so the other employees don’t hear how good you feel, but also tells you to be loud so they know who you belong to.

ceo!geto who has you in multiple positions around the room, scurrying to another side of the wall or just throwing you (softly?) on the ground to continue his assault on your poor pussy. 

ceo!geto who ties his tie around your wrists so you can’t attempt to push him off or do anything to stop his mininstatrations.

ceo!geto who eats you out on his desk, you getting a bit of cum on his desk and work papers. don’t worry, he’s a ceo after all, he can print new ones. overall, he still blames you for the mess of his ruined papers later.

ceo!geto who fucks you like crazy on his desk making your eyes roll to the back of your head. your fingernails digging deep down into his skin to hang on for dear life. 

ceo!geto who finally cums after multiple hours giving you both release and a moment of brief rest.

ceo!geto who plants little kisses on your forehead and cheeks and praises you for how good you were during the intense moment. whom you return the favor.

ceo!geto who looks around the room to see all the destruction you (both) have made. all the paintings he has to hang back up, all the ink in the printer he has to waste, all the dents in the desk he has to call a repairman to come and fix. 

ceo!geto who catches you trying to fall asleep on the desk and sets you down gently on the nice, cozy couch that’s on the left side of his room.

ceo!geto who tells you, “sweet dreams, sunshine.” before beginning to clean up the huge mess in his office.

🔍︎ — suguru geto ✰ fem!reader

♯ — geto warming you up on a cold day.

∎ — 0.2k ✰ fluff (minor cursing).

ⅲ — when its cold outside and you go outside and its cold.

"cold?" suguru questioned as he was coming down from the stairs to see your shivering form on the couch binge watching some netflix documentary show. you nodded slowly, the coldness enveloping your body like a winter casket. 

suguru ventured back up to the stairs and grabbed two blankets instead of one, knowing just one wouldn’t cut it. 

"baby," you said. "you didn't have to get another one for me. we could've just shared it." suguru tsked at your little remark and wrapped the blanket around your shoulders to cover your whole body. "c'mere and stop complaining." suguru demanded, you landing on his chest whilst him placing kisses on your face and neck.

"you're so pretty even when you're about to get frostbite." he said, throwing his arms around your body, enveloping you in his warmth. you let out a soft hum—that was meant to be a giggle—as you silently began to sink into unconsciousness. 

"you're not going to finish your documentary, love? i thought you loved the part where they interview the suspect." suguru questioned, knowing damn well you weren't going to answer. 

silent snores could be heard emitting from your own body. suguru smiled as he placed one more kiss on your cheek—a special goodnight kiss just for you and you only. 

"goodnight, my love." suguru said as he also began to drift into a state of unconsciousness.

2022 © originally posted by @kentofication. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)

🔍︎ — satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro ✰ fem!reader (all separately).

♯ — what you get them for christmas.

∎ — 0.3k ✰ fluff

ⅲ — BOOM BOOM GLACK. HAPPY CHRISTMAS (EVE) EVERYONE!

✰ satoru gojo: chocolate. gojo is really big on sweets. you see him gnawing on a lollipop or a chocolate bar here and there—and you see him pout when his candy supply runs low. so, you decided, this christmas you were going to give him a heart shaped like a chocolate. sure, it would be gone in a matter of minutes (probably seconds), but seeing his eyes light up when you handed him the gift was so worth it. 

✰ suguru geto: 64-pack of hair ties. geto loses his hair ties frequently, begging you to let him use yours on days end. that’s why this christmas, you decided to give him at least a month's worth of hair ties. even though he enjoys using your personal ones, he is very thankful that you gave him a limited supply of hair ties. he would give you a small smile as he accepts the offering.

✰ kento nanami: books. you know kento is a big reader. in his free time, you often see him lounging on the couch reading a book that he deeply enjoys. his coffee in his right hand and his book in his left. kento has been looking a little dull lately ever since he finished all his books. so this year, you decided to give him enough books to last him until he goes into his dull state again. he gives you a soft smile and embraces you into a hug.

✰ toji fushiguro: a 12-pack case of beer.

i know it sounds really off for a christmas present, but i feel like he would be really happy with it. he would just scan the package and wonder what's inside of it. once he opens it, it finally reveals the prize. he would kiss you on your forehead and say, “you know me so well.” 

2022 © originally posted by @kentofication. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)

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the snarling of the chainsaw started to become more duller as it hit the chopped piece of wood. the immediate carving came into play as his strong hands, as well as his arms, guided the movement of the moving chainsaw into the direction which he wanted to carve in. the piece of wood slowly became something apparent, something picture-sort. he took the cap of the thick pointed sharpie with his teeth as he started to outline the actual sculpture. 

he was a professional at this, he knows. he’s been working here for about four years now, this is basically how he makes his money. of course, the sculptures are expensive because they’re made out of raw wood—and his own two bare hands with enough skill and enough hours of dedication. this job is basically his main source of money, this is the only way that he can benefit himself and hold himself afloat. that is until you entered his peripheral vision. 

you were the new employee that had been hired. you got accepted because of your extreme talent in carving such landscapes: grassfields, forests, hills, mountains. the list goes on and on. that’s why you caught his eye. because of this extreme talent, he eyed you from afar. 

sometimes, you two would do collabs with each other—carving your own masterpieces in the same wood for the two of you. you two became closer and closer as he had the courage enough to ask you out for dinner. it wasn’t a regular dinner like at the restaurant or something. it was actually at the place you both work. he wanted to carve a forever portrait of you (the dinner part was never apparent). one that would be cherished for eternity, showing your eternal glow within the crevices of the dented wood. 

his hands held the chainsaw delicately, but roughly to make sure it carved the wood in the exact places, also to make sure it didn’t swing out of control. as he held the engraver pen between his two fingers, making sure it was properly plugged up, he carefully outlined the specific features of your face. 

as he finally finished the sculpture, he motioned you back behind the caution line and started the leaf blower. wood particles and pieces went everywhere in the direction they were blown into. 

you and him admired the beautiful sculpture that he created of yourself. you gently caressed the indented parts as you looked up and said, “suguru, it looks so beautiful.” suguru’s mouth tugged up into a slight grin, his arms wrapping around your waist as he placed a kiss on your cheek. “just like you beautiful. so, so, so, gorgeous.” 

you two spent the rest of the evening sculpting different images as a challenge—some were hard and some were easy. you and your boyfriend, suguru geto, were laughing the night away. laughing at each other's snarky comments and amazing sculptures. 

tiredness began to cloud your eyes as you rested your head upon suguru’s shoulder, slowly falling down into his lap. he smiled as he brushed some of your hair away from your face as he planted a kiss on your temple. 

“i love you so much, you wouldn’t understand.” he mumbled, looking at the sculptures that you and him created. “so, so, much.”