&. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

headcanon about geto's sexuality:

Geto will love anything that loves him. he's a deep well where anyone can throw rocks but will never hear them hit the water. it doesn't stop them from making a wish tho and he's welcoming of that, doesn't deny them. I wouldn't exactly call him bi because although he does reciprocate advances and his body has the biologic reactions any man would to stimulus, I don't see him actually genuinely feeling attracted to women, he just happens to sleep with some of them because they love him. he's only ever been attracted to one person in his youth and that is Gojo, because he is Gojo, not precisely because he was a guy, so he isn't really gay either. i'd say he's somewhere on the ace spectrum, unlabeled. there has to be a deep connection for him to begin to feel the embers of a feeling and isn't it funny that the only person who he's ever been truly open with is Gojo? sad to think, and also cruel on his part in a way, but that's how his heart and mind function .

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he’d known grimmjow’s mouth to be full of needles, ready to be spat. patience begins to waver. it had, perhaps, collapsed even earlier, when the scarce distance had been narrowed, when his kick had connected with taut muscle. or maybe a more primal part of him - the monster that constructed him - isn’t quite so averse to giving in to his desires, or the temptation that presents before his eyes.

the sully of lord aizen’s name gives him leverage. the heel that’d dug itself into grimmjow’s groin pierces deeper still. ‘ you’re crossing the limits, grimmjow. what exactly do you wish for, running your mouth like this? what else if not to be punished. that, i can give you. ’ 

it’s within my power, anger is foreign, but he understands discipline. if lord aizen asked… what are the boundaries to hierarchy? ulquiorra couldn’t remember the last time he’d received orders that rose doubts. perhaps. perhaps not. as long as it’s necessary. it’s pointless. it’s dark, the only source of light comes from the partitions near the tall ceiling, gray moonlight. an appropriate place for grimmjow to confront his feelings, to be taught. a place to be cornered.

this was not supposed to happen.

hands on hips, fabric moved down and teeth around sensitive skin - grimmjow is as fast as he fights, and though ulquiorra could’ve dodged the action, something hooks him in place. the two of them, ulquiorra staring down at the other arrancar in their perfect isolation. there’s nothing between them but the empty air and silence that no longer than a second is all but devoured: grimmjow’s teeth gnaw at his hip-bone, claws tearing their way in, where there should be tender skin, had they been human. but they are not. ulquiorra’s eyes flare open, a moment of confusion, evaluation - it would be a lie to say that he’d been unaware, that he hadn’t seen beyond the goading, the circling like two predators testing the limits of their territories.

‘ grimmjow, you — ’ ulquiorra whispers through gritted teeth, earning him little. his body tenses with anticipation, watching with rapt attention as his shaft disappears inside grimmjow’s mouth, teeth pressing at parts that he hadn’t know could respond in that way to the rough treatment. everything sounds loud, even louder in the silence. the wetness of it. their gasps. white noise pounding and unforgiving in his head.

the sudden closeness astounded him, only momentarily. pride, as he wields it, is sharp, like the edge of a sword. his hands grip at grimmjow’s hair, forcing him into stillness, ‘ is this what you wanted? is this your idea of what punishment should be, because it is not if you’re enjoying it. ’, and presses forward, fingers tight, the almost urge to shove, to savor. to hurt, to break. to destroy.

ㅤㅤㅤIN  HUECO  MUNDO  -  THERE  ARE  NO  GENTLE  TOUCHES,  and  among  the  espada  -  this  rings  especially  true.  they  were  primitive  creatures  in  their  own  right,  boiled  down  to  their  singular  aspects  and  governed  entirely  by  those.  grimmjow  was  a  being  of  destruction  in  all  he  did  -  all  he  felt,  for  in  pursuit  of  whatever  feeling  or  fight  had  caught  his  attention,  the  arrancar  would  raze  the  world  to  the  ground,  and  then  himself  in  the  process.  he  supposes  it  might  be  similar  to  ulquiorra  -  but  with  grimmjow,  at  least  his  destruction  wrought  joy  to  the  marrow  of  his  bones.  at  least  he  felt  complete  when  pain  crackled  through  his  body  and  he  saw  his  efforts  rewarded  in  depthless,  emerald  gaze  -  saw  the  reflection  of  himself  crazed  and  hungry  and...

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ hah! ❞   he  can't  help  it  -  the  indignant  laugh  that  leaves  him,  the  startled  noise  of  outright  surprise.  it's  like  catching  the  scent  of  blood  in  the  water.  fresh  ichor  scattered  across  the  sands.  he  feels  his  mouth  salivate,  feels  every  predatory  instinct  hone  in  on  the  man  above  him,  even  as  bones  grind  beneath  his  touch,  even  as  his  jaw  aches.  he  just  purrs  louder,  and  louder,  and  louder  -  and  skates  that  feline  rough  tongue  between  the  bat  bastard's  elegant  fingers,  and  sucks.

ㅤㅤㅤnext  thing  he  knows,  he's  own  his  back,  staring  up  at  him,  stomach  smarting.

ㅤㅤㅤyet  somehow  -  grimmjow  doesn't  look  that  angry.  instead  -  he  looks  smug.  were  his  tail  out,  it  might  have  been  swaying  with  delight.  ulquiorra  only  gets  the  benefit  of  his  bright  eyed  stare  though,  the  amused  curl  of  his  lips,  and  the  way  sharp  black  claws  rake  into  stone  flooring,  cracking  the  tile  beneath  them.  ❝ you've  never  done  this  before,  have  you? ❞   grimmjow  sounds  positively  elated  actually,  especially  as  the  fourth  looms  over  him  -  all  monochrome  colors  and  depressed,  empty  gaze.  his  hands  are  surprisingly  alive,  the  sensation  almost  sensuous  and  he's  not  above  baring  his  throat  a  bit  further,  and  also  not  above  another  jolted  out  purr.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ i  don't  think  that's  what  you're  actually  interested  in  right  now,  dumbass. ❞  there  it  is  again  -  that  permeable  smugness,  and  grimmjow  is  lightning  quick,  snapping  a  hand  upwards  to  quite  blatantly  rest  upon  the  heat  of  his  companion's  crotch.  ❝ never  fucked,  ulquiorra?  never  leaned  into  anything  carnal  with  another  arrancar? ❞  as  grimmjow  speaks,  his  grip  tightens  -  dangerous  and  divine  all  at  once,  ❝ guess  i  shouldn't  be  surprised.  aizen  isn't  telling  you  to  do  it  so  why  would  you? ❞   his  fangs  glint  in  the  night  then,  and  the  espada  raises  onto  one  elbow  -  the  inviting  dip  of  tongue  over  a  bloodied  canine,   ❝ c'mon. ❞  he  purrs  again,   ❝ come  at  me  again.  i  wanna  see  what  you  really  want  to  do  to  me. ❞

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

❛  wall.   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall ( yuki and suguru, perhaps ? )

@gokunoban // 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .

his limbs flinch and his breath is caught in the narrow space between their mouths, like a spell or a curse he swallowed halfway through a dry throat. desperate, frantically looking for the exit - these weren’t the kisses of two lovers but two drowning bodies.

the smell of antiseptic fills his nostrils, giving him a sense of deja vu: half-eaten corpses, tears that have long since dried, blinking lights on the ceiling. time and chance has brought them to this place, though his mind stayed behind and that’s probably why her smell and the shape of her hips against his body feel all too familiar. sorrow is for the mourners. all those who become hollow can only pick stones and throw them into a well, waiting patiently for the bottomless darkness to greet them back. foreheads pressing, she’s the first to pull away.

suguru remembered, then, how much he likes her eyes.

brown, shaped like a pair of almonds ready to take a bite of. being looked at that way - like a case study and a pet - should anger him, make his stomach twist. hazed by the narcotics and swept by a current, logic forsakes him. the very core of his being is replaced by something else entirely and it’s warmer, sharper, heavier in his stomach. it’s mostly impulse what makes him search for a place around her waist, bring her closer to him. 

‘ came for a visit? or has my execution date moved closer? i wouldn’t mind being killed by you. ’ fingers tangle themselves between long strands of blonde hair, follow its course, a curtain that is lifted for the spectators,  ‘ red becomes you. ’

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .    Set  the  stage  for  lingering  touches,  stolen  glances,  and  words  laced  with  double  meaning.   ✧  ˚₊  Themes:  tension,  teasing  &  unspoken  desire.

✧     ›    HEAT   &   TEASING   .

My  muse  runs  their  fingers  along  your  muse’s  wrist  absentmindedly,  tracing  slow,  lazy  circles.

My  muse  leans  in,  their  breath  warm  against  your  muse’s  skin  as  they  whisper,  “You’re  enjoying  this,  aren’t  you?”

My  muse  grabs  your  muse’s  waist  to  steady  them,  but  doesn’t  move  away  immediately.

My  muse  catches  your  muse  staring  and  smirks,  tilting  their  head.  “See  something  you  like?”

My  muse  playfully  tugs  your  muse’s  necklace/tie/collar,  pulling  them  just  a  little  closer.

My  muse  brushes  their  lips  against  your  muse’s  ear  as  they  murmur  something  just  for  them.

My  muse  traps  your  muse  against  a  wall,  eyes  dark  with  something  unreadable.

My  muse  challenges  your  muse  to  a  game,  but  the  stakes  are…  interesting..

✧     ›    FORBIDDEN  ROMANCE   .

My  muse  stops  your  muse  in  a  dark  hallway,  their  voice  barely  above  a  whisper.  “If  anyone  sees  us—”

My  muse  shoves  your  muse  against  a  wall,  breathing  heavily.  “Tell  me  to  stop,  and  I  will.”

My  muse  lingers  at  your  muse’s  door,  knowing  they  shouldn’t  be  here.  “One  last  time.  That’s  all.”

My  muse  runs  a  hand  down  your  muse’s  arm  before  pulling  away.  “We  can’t  keep  doing  this…  but  I  don’t  want  to  stop.”

My  muse  is  forced  to  work  with  your  muse,  pretending  there’s  nothing  between  them.

My  muse  warns  your  muse  to  stay  away,  but  the  way  they  look  at  them  says  otherwise.

My  muse  kisses  your  muse  in  the  shadows,  knowing  full  well  what  it  would  cost  them  if  they  were  caught.

‘ dodge me then. ’ he stands in position, legs flexed and all spidery and the next thing nagumo knows is that he's under attack.

boop boop boop boop boop

Cue an exaggerated, immature dry heave as he's booped by @einshi . " Stop! I don't want to catch whatever is wrong with you. "

HAPPY LINK CLICK ANNIVERSARY - THEY DROP THIS???

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

me watching you reblog our old satosugu like:

Stop smiling and bring back gojo I am no longer asking @crucifor