mrblueeyes | Open Post & Wishlist

Open Post & Wishlist

RP wishlist:
Shippy stuff with Suguru forever. Also always interested in Nanami, and I'm totally here for dark shit with Sukuna. Interested to explore ship possibilities with other canonmates (but not his students or the younger generation in general). Open to a variety of power dynamics but have a preference for Gojo bottoming--I find when I play him that he likes to flex like he's more dominant and toppy, but his actual type is guys who will call him out on that shit and make him yield.

My dream PSLs are usually long, plotty, filled with conflicting motivations, and also a large side of smut and kink. I like playing with co-dependent and obsessive relationships where things get messy and characters make bad decisions. I love building plots so I'm more than happy to come up with ideas, and I'm always up for building AU backstories and settings.

Specific ideas & most wanted right now:

Sugusato:
-At the end of jjk0, Gojo spares Geto and steals him away, nurses him back to health but keeps him locked up.

-Beauty & the Beast AU. Knight Gojo shows up to slay shapeshifter Geto, but gets caught in the enchantment and trapped in the castle with Geto and his pet curses, and has to learn empathy toward curses and falls in love with Geto while he's trying to figure out how to break the spell.

weird dystopian jujutsu sorcerers openly rule modern society as kings AUs:
-heian era or fantasy au option, rebel/feral curse user geto gets captured to be used as a puppet under gojo family control
-modern au (still jujutsu dystopia, sort of arranged marriage), geto getting pushed into indentured servitude for the gojo family, with lots of bullshit about how honored he should be for the 'apprenticeship' when really it's just how the noble families control powerful sorcerers popping up among the commoners

-teenage fluff shenanigans forever, awkward misunderstandings, jealousy, cute confessions

-dark AUs generally (curse user Gojo AUs, evil Geto willing to seduce/corrupt/kidnap/exploit Gojo)

Sukugo:
-Hundreds of years ago Sukuna was defeated and bound to obey the Gojo family. Now, the heir of the Gojo family knows this curse is dangerous, but he’s starting to become a little obsessed…

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Still not loosening his grip, Satoru clenches tighter at the idea of going off with anyone else. His nails dig into Suguru's shoulders and he whispers a miserable 'no', despising the idea of settling for anyone else or ever letting go of Suguru. "You were never gonna get rid of me," he grumbles, nuzzling at Suguru, still tangled fiercely around him, too tight for Suguru to do more than grind and barely that. "I won't ever let you go. I won't."

Upset by the very idea of it, Satoru bites down on the shoulder he's been nuzzling, sharp and possessive. He doesn't want to break the skin, but he's extremely interested in the idea of leaving a vivid bruise.

It is impossible to do anything but stay there, pressed against Satoru, clinging to his husband just as his husband clings back. "I'm not going anywhere. You can't get rid of me now."

They aren't technically married on paper, and it's been less than a week since they started actually dating. But Satoru is his, just as he is Satoru's, and that's never going to change. They've always belonged to each other, even if they didn't admit it.

"And we'll get married officially, and then everyone will know we can't be broken apart."

"I love you," Satoru whispers again. "Fuck, this feels so good." He drags the tip of his nose slowly up the tendon along Suguru's throat, whimpering softly as he draws close to Suguru's ear. "Just like this. You right where you belong. I'll keep you warm and safe. I'll always be good for you, Suguru."

Catching Suguru's earlobe between his teeth, Satoru sucks on it, teasing his tongue along the edge. He's so happy with the intimacy of this, tangled close while Suguru's buried inside of him.

Between the bite that's bound to leave a bruise, and the teasing way Satoru drags his nose up Suguru's neck, he can't help but shudder at the onslaught of sensation, moaning into Satoru's ear.

"Ah-fuck, Satoru--" he says, cock twitching as he grinds forward in infinitesimally small movements, all he can manage with Satoru clinging to him. But even that is enough to have his balls drawing up tight, an unexpected orgasm coursing through him as he fills Satoru's hole again. It's not an intense orgasm like earlier, but something softer. His arms tighten and his fingers dig into Satoru's back, firm and secure. The

"Going to keep you in my arms forever, never, ever going to let you go. I love you so much." He shudders again, loosening one arm so he can reach up and tangle his hand in Satoru's hair, petting him. "You're always going to be mine."

Satoru blinks in surprise as he feels the shudders through Suguru's body, the pulsing in his cock. He holds Suguru tight through it, then drops his head back against the pillows once Suguru's body relaxes again. Head tilted curiously, Satoru studies his husband. "Did you just come? How? Why? Was it your earlobe?"

It seems like an unusually low amount of stimulation compared to what Suguru usually needs to come, especially after a couple of orgasms already, so he's fascinated to learn what he'd just done that had worked for Suguru.

If this were anyone else, Suguru would feel mortified, coming so quickly, without as much stimulation as he usually needs. But it's Satoru there in his arms, and not anyone else. He still flushes, cheeks going red, and glances away.

"It was the combination of biting me, the earlobe, and the grinding," he admits. "I think? I wouldn't have said my earlobe was particularly sensitive before, although no one's played with them like that." Especially when he has his gauges in, he hasn't really let anyone touch them.

“Yeah?” Satoru grins up at him, delighted by these new developments. “You like it that much when I bite you, huh? And here I always thought you were just putting up with it when I got too feral.”

Nuzzling at his throat again, Satoru brushes kisses up his neck, bubbling with soft laughter. “And here you were getting off to it the entire time. What a perv.”

He nibbles up the edge of Suguru’s ear, teasing him with his breath, then lingers to suck on his earlobe.

"I wasn't getting off," Suguru protests, laughing a little, even as he shudders again. "But yes, sometimes it made me... aroused." Which meant he'd have to think deeply unsexy thoughts or rush off to his bedroom to deal with something.

"But no, I wasn't just tolerating it. I want you to bite me all the time." All the teasing makes him shudder again, breathing in sharply. It is still arousing, even though he's just come; Satoru never fails to turn him on.

Suguru grinds down a little more, deliberately rolling his hips as much as he can so he can brush against Satoru's cock.

"Nnng, fuck," Satoru gasps, laughing more as Suguru starts to grind against him. He loosens his grip again, still cuddly but no longer clingy, willing to let Suguru move again. "Yeah, good. I like biting you. I've wanted to bite you so often, so much." Nuzzling at Suguru's neck, Satoru gives another needy keen, writhing up beneath him as Suguru grinds against him. Then he rumbles, happy and feral, and bites down at the join of Suguru's neck and shoulder, latching on and holding there for a minute. His blunt nails dig into Suguru's back, scraping over his skin. Then he releases and laughs, pressing a sweet kiss to the skin over the bite and giving Suguru a playful smirk, expecting approval.

If Satoru keeps going this way, he'll end up a mess of bruises; not that Suguru is complaining, thoroughly enjoying having Satoru attached to him like this. They're little reminders that he's just as much Satoru's as Satoru is his, and Suguru loves the sensation and the pleasure-pain-pleasure of the teeth against his neck and nails digging into his back.

Suguru smirks back at him, leaning in to press a quick kiss to Satoru's lips, pleased by the bite and Satoru, like always. "That's my Satoru," he says, fond and amused. "Look at all these marks you're leaving. You should bite me any time you think about it, now. Leave even more." He can do that. Just like Suguru can lean into Satoru's space and demand a kiss.

With more space to move, he keeps grinding against Satoru, rolling his hips so he keeps brushing against Satoru's cock, trapped between their bodies, to provide some friction.

Satoru makes a pleased sound as Suguru kisses him, grinding against him, and he writhes up into it, rocking his hips up against Suguru while trying to keep Suguru inside, worried his husband might slip out of him if he softens after that orgasm. He doesn't want to risk the loss of him right now, wants to keep cockwarming him whether he's hard or soft.

Shuddering as Suguru keeps rubbing against his cock like that, Satoru sneaks a hand down between their bodies, giving himself a squeeze to ease off some of the building pressure that he feels, the need and impatience of his desire pulling tighter.

It's easy to feel Satoru's hand sneaking between them. Suguru glances down to see what he's up to—whether he's getting himself off or holding back—and the squeeze makes his lips quirk into an amused grin.

"Don't want to come yet?" he asks Satoru, looking back up at his husband. Knowing how much Satoru wants to cockwarm him, which was a surprise to realize, Suguru slows down his grinding. He doesn't want to ruin the fun just yet, even though they do have all day for this. Nowhere to be until the next day.

"I do and don't," Satoru says, eyes pleading as they lift to Suguru's, all adoration and devotion. His hand strokes up his shaft and he shudders with the sensation, body rocking up against his husband. "I can't make up my mind. I just want to keep you inside me no matter what. The heat of you feels so good. And I'm greedy. I want to keep you always."

Reaching up for Suguru, a light hand on his jaw, Satoru draws him down for a soft, kiss, light enough to be almost chaste, but lingering to tug at his lips.

"You have me always," Suguru assures him, as he kisses Satoru lightly. As fun and wonderful as the sex is, it's nice to simply press Satoru into the bed and kiss him. It almost makes him feel like a teenager again, catching up on what they missed.

But he does go back to grinding into him, and he slides a hand between their bodies, dragging a finger over the head of Satoru's cock. "I want you to come for me, sweetheart. Just like this, while I'm deep inside you. I want to feel you squeeze hard around me, and feel your cock twitch against my hand."

"Fuck," Satoru breathes, whining as he strains his neck up to kiss Suguru again and again, desperate for him. He lets Suguru take over stroking him, rocking his hips up into the touch. "Suguru," he gasps. "Suguru."

It doesn't take much more to knock him over the edge, with Suguru talking like that. He wants so much to obey, to please his husband, and it's unbearably erotic to think of it. Moaning as he comes, Satoru arches up beneath him, body spasming as he spills himself between their bellies.

There's no fourth orgasm coming from Suguru, despite how erotic Satoru looks like this and how it feels to have him spilling between their bellies and clenching around him. Not that it matters. Suguru could watch Satoru come all day and just enjoy that sight.

He captures Satoru's lips in a deeper kiss, licking into his mouth as he lets go of his cock. They'll need to get up in a bit and bathe, but Suguru wants to stay right there, pressing Satoru into the bed. He's perfectly, happily content.

"You're so beautiful," Suguru says against Satoru's lips, breaking the kiss but lingering close. "The most gorgeous person in the world. And all mine. I'm the only one going to see you like this again."

"You're kind of the only person who's ever seen me like this," Satoru says, warm and fond and a little bit teasing. One hand reaches up, fingers gently combing through Suguru's long hair. "I've never been so fucked out in my life. Never worn a collar for anyone--I have worn a collar, but I was on my own, just fantasizing--never let anyone come inside me. No one else has ever seen me looking at them with love."

Satoru's fingers keep petting through Suguru's hair, slow and lazy and reverent. "Suguru. Suguru."

"Satoru." He stares down at his husband, fond and happy and so in love. He loves having Satoru's hands in his hair, that's always been a thing, but now he can enjoy it openly and without worry that Satoru would realize the impure thoughts Suguru had about his hands, or how he wished Satoru was touching his hair as more than a friend.

"I'm selfishly glad no one else has seen you like this. It's all mine to see and cherish." Suguru kisses his lips again, then kisses his forehead. "We're going to get up in a few minutes and shower."

"You're allowed to be selfish," Satoru murmurs, gazing contentedly up at him and enjoying the warmth and pleasure throughout his whole body. He makes a contented sound at the kisses, continuing to gently play with Suguru's hair. "Yes, Suguru." It's easy to agree to that statement, and he likes the way it's delivered. Not quite a command, but a statement of fact that Satoru will comply with. He doesn't bother pouting about it. Suguru will take care of him and make him feel spoiled.

"And jealous, too. You can keep me all to yourself now. I like you being possessive. It's been hot, right from that first letter. Be more jealous." Satoru grins, then it tilts into a smirk. "Though maybe not right now, or you'll get us both turned on again."

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