[Character PV] Ranking No. 10 - Nice "A Manifestation Of The Perfect Hero As Imagined By The People.

hii consider this a starter call ♡

YOU. DO. NOT. UNDERSTAND

❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . :^) stsg

@cursedfell

chained together in the throes of fate, willingly or not, this is where it always takes them. company is less burdensome when neither of them speak about it, about the decades long since faded in their own side of the puzzle. unfitting pieces worn at the edges, though he wonders sometimes if they were even meant to blend in to begin with?

suguru watches quietly as satoru’s breath halts, the intake that comes afterwards, like the first breath of a drowning man who’s reached the surface. desperate, kicking at the void below his feet. he likes that kind of desperation, reminds him that maybe he’s not entirely on his own, that he, too, wants this just as much as he does. suguru’s yukata falls with a hiss to the ground, knee pressed on the mattress’ edge and his weight guides satoru closer when it bends under his body. he crawls, hair cascading in black strokes. it should feel threatening, knowing what he can do, what stains his record and places him a galaxy away from satoru’s own heroic presence. satoru is a savior and suguru’s long since resigned to be the false prophet. his body aches where satoru’s been unkind: the blows, an elbow to the rib, a curse thrown back at him. it’s familiar, just like every one of their sparring is.

do they even need to pretend that they’ve been stalling the inevitable? satoru’s been tasked with his execution, and suguru… suguru knows what it takes to turn limitless off, to make his guard drop and every necessary word to pull him in to his arms. it would be so easy.

but it isn’t.

suguru swallows through a dry throat, tongue flitting out to lick at the falling blood from his nose as he brings himself closer to satoru. “are you happy with this? i lost, and this is what you ask for? how does it make you any different from a perverted old man.”

there’s no real malice in suguru’s words, though neither does he make it sweet for him. it’s a courtesy, really, that he’s speaking to him at all. or perhaps he likes this, belated punishment for having left everything behind and no look back or goodbyes. satoru’s grip comes faster than he can avoid it — no, it’d be a lie to say he didn’t see it coming, that his heart hadn’t raced with expectation. his head is shoved violently between satoru’s legs, face only a thin line of air away from his hardened cock.

suguru glares up, meeting satoru’s concealed blues and the irritating expression that’s saying well? what are you waiting for? wordlessly.

satoru knows… of course he does. keeping the black bandage above his face - as if he’s preventing suguru from enjoying himself a little too much, like the mere notion of eye contact would be intimate enough to transform this into anything different than what it is. suguru hisses through his teeth, before licking up a wet stripe across his length, moving north, until his lips and mouth wrap tightly around its girth. he’s mean enough to swallow him whole, making use of his lack of gag reflex to his advantage and enjoying the gasps and groans that satoru’s fighting fiercely against.

hands press around his head, sinking him deeper and his nose rubs against the trimmed hair of his underbelly. sweat runs down his spine, brows knitted together in concentration. he can’t perceive the world as satoru does, so he plays his cards right and uses the angle of his bobbing head to have a long, direct look at satoru’s face, contorted with pleasure, the fine features distorted into animalistic desire. suguru likes being the cause of it.

and he has two choices: either he allows satoru to ride out his pleasure in his mouth, or he can pull himself off his leaking cock, make him beg for it. satoru will snap for it but the reward is a risky prospect. suguru is in no mind to think any better outcome, so he opts for a third unlisted option: his mouth opens near the tip, hand working on milking every last bit of satoru’s cravings, eyes locked with his, through the bandages, and even deeper than that, where he knows there’s a connection, coiled deep into that pretty skull.

“come on, satoru. just come already.” he croons.

beloved geese. sweet geese. freaky geese. you have never been afraid to let the flag of our people (again, freaks) fly and that is why i can safely say you're one of my favorite writers ever. i feel like i've said this one billion times but your FUCKING MIND makes me feel awestruck and insane, and even if i'm not even in a damn fandom you can make me interested just by reading a reply. you inspire me to be a better writer with every post. also i'm inside of your walls. xo

me when my fellow sicko tells me to do something 🫡🫡🫡 hedelpp meeee your words are giving me that needed serotonin ngl I really love everything we've built in our different verses and I've said this a lot but it bears repeating and it's that your Sukuna portrayal is literally one of the best I've read across platforms you nailed him so well and you've made me see him in a different light and added to my already big love for him more reasons to continue loving him hehe, sukuboo is only the tip of the iceberg tho. Also I really love ur use of metaphors they're always poetically grotesque in a good way bc it's the kind of prose I enjoy the most 🔥🔥 @koseigu

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

sugar daddy au

scrolled through Twitter and saw a flash of white hair and black clothes and instantly thought it was gojo but it was gaku sakamoto days.... I am persistently haunted by the ghost of an old love

writing ship replies for geto feels like an instant bullet to the heart because he's the type who offers gentle gestures whether it's to make you get used to it or to make you want it he's that way and also he teases a lot and it kills me because I have to write his dumb charming smile and imagine him with so much tenderness in his eyes I'm physically ill (punches a wall) he's a lover like that.

a collection of 60+ starters adapted from season 1 of code geass: lelouch of the rebellion  /  change pronouns as necessary.

❛  crying for them won’t bring the dead back to life.  ❜ ❛  i need the determination to succeed.  ❜ ❛  if im going to die, i want to do it for the sake of everyone.  ❜ ❛  you can’t change the world without getting your hands dirty.  ❜ ❛  i cannot afford to let you die.  ❜ ❛  the end result is worthless if the means to them are wrong!  ❜ ❛  your pride always gets in the way at the most inopportune moments.  ❜ ❛  there is no escape from the inevitable.  ❜ ❛  i don’t deserve your kind words.  ❜ ❛  this is already a checkmate.  ❜ ❛  did you think this was all some sort of game?  ❜ ❛  i did love you once, you know.  ❜ ❛  no matter what, i’ll always be here by your side.  ❜ ❛  in the end, you’re just a little boy with a big head and a big mouth.  ❜ ❛  will you let me be a little selfish now?  ❜ ❛  i heard what you did, you shouldn’t be so reckless.  ❜ ❛  those who cannot control their power will be consumed by it.  ❜ ❛  since that day, i’ve lived a lie.  ❜ ❛  in the end, it’s all just self-satisfaction.  ❜ ❛  if it is my destiny — i will walk the path of blood.  ❜ ❛  what a foolish choice.  ❜ ❛  i never considered us to be friends.  ❜ ❛  i’ve dirtied my hands a long time ago.  ❜ ❛  nothing stays the same forever.  ❜ ❛  all we can do now is trust him.  ❜ ❛  i wish the world was a gentler place.  ❜ ❛  there are some things that i just can’t forget.  ❜ ❛  the only people who should kill are those prepared to die themselves.  ❜ ❛  everything i once was — i have forgotten it.  ❜ ❛  people aren’t just your pawns!  ❜ ❛  unrequited love is the mark of a kind person.  ❜ ❛  i wish he’d stop showing off this meaningless pride of his.  ❜ ❛  a person who knows anger also knows what sadness is like.  ❜ ❛  it’s hard to understand such a selfish girl.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want anyone to lose any more loved ones.  ❜ ❛  all men are not created equal.  ❜ ❛  i only realised how important she was to me after i’ve lost her.  ❜ ❛  i wonder if the person i used to be was as happy as i am now.  ❜ ❛  win or lose, you won’t gain anything unless you give everything for it.  ❜ ❛  i’m not nearly as wonderful of a person as you think i am.  ❜ ❛  you killed them all for the sake of that madness?  ❜ ❛  it’s nothing but an empty dream.  ❜ ❛  how could i lose so easily?  ❜ ❛  people don’t care about reason, but they can’t resist a good miracle.  ❜ ❛  you’ll have to do it in my place.  ❜ ❛  i’ll stay with you until the end.  ❜ ❛  i’ve already made a contract with the devil.  ❜ ❛  hatred has taken control of me now.  ❜ ❛  i have no intention of turning back.  ❜ ❛  do you think ideals alone can change the world?  ❜ ❛  destruction is necessary before creation.  ❜ ❛  the only path that’s left for me is forward.  ❜ ❛  i have no time to argue who’s the bigger hypocrite here.  ❜ ❛  should you really be so laid-back about all this?  ❜ ❛  there must be a reason he’s acting this way.  ❜ ❛  you’re not alone!  ❜ ❛  i don’t know if i was ever human to begin with.  ❜ ❛  the truth is, i’m a little nervous.  ❜ ❛  i cannot let your dreams be realised.  ❜ ❛  nothing that happens now is any of your business.  ❜