#fem!geto

[fl1ght12]

Thank you everyone who replied! I'm no longer taking any beta readers.

I need a beta reader for the first chapter of my fic. Its a Fem!Gojo x Fem!Reader x Fem!Geto. Need someone on the same freakquency as me, I will take almost any and all critique. I'm trying to make it detailed

[specialgradefckr]

Fem!Satosugu Anon here For me I love this idea of Fem!Satosugu who do everything they do primarily to prevent Satoru's parents from finding out Satoru is into women. Satoru's parents who pay for everything for them, but knowing at any moment one wrong move by Satoru could get it all taken away. Fem!Satosugu's plan being to come out once Satoru takes over the company and their future together is secure. Only now that they know you they're lowkey terrified because it feels like the plan is unraveling around them. They can't fathom waiting that long to make sure everyone knows your theirs. Especially Satoru, she was ok with Suguru sleeping with others because of how long they've been together but also Suguru is financially dependent on her parents money to bankroll the expensive lifestyle she's now used to. Suguru needs her. But you? You have nothing tying you to her like Suguru. And it stresses her out. She'd probably try to pull you in with money too. Dragging you along whenever they go on shopping sprees or out to eat at expensive restaurants. Buying you anything you mentioned or she'd think you'd like. She'd get upset whenever you say no you don't want anything or try to buy something for yourself. If you get her something she's always sending you way more as a 'thank you'. She just needs you to need her. Also I sent like 3 asks the other night and I apologies for not knowing how to stfu lol

no. no, you're ALWAYS allowed to lust for fem!satosugu on this blog, ALWAYS, shutting up about them is NEVER the answer, my love, don't do it!!!!

and i loooove the like. juicy plot element here! they have a motive for not just jumping you, satoru has got to have so many feelings. it's sexy and forbidden to like girls. she's definitely so into the idea that she's being rebellious and subversive, making fools out of her parents by knowing deep down she'll never fuck a man, let alone go along with the husband bullshit they want.

suguru's more practical. she needs satoru, who not only pays her bills but makes her happy. satoru feels so wild and free and reckless with her love but suguru wants to sink her teeth in and never let go. they both have so much more love they can handle.

isn't it a good thing you're involved? after all, two girls together might be on a date. but three girls? that's just a girl's night out! a little party! it wouldn't occur to anyone but the most horndog brained frat boys that you guys are all actually fucking -

satoru trying to trap you with money... feeling secure because she feels like she's trapped suguru... such gojo behavior. you can't leave! she's useful! see, look how much she can offer you! money! status! safety! surely you won't leave all that behind! surely you need all her exceptional qualities, like having a lot of money and being pretty and generous.

she wants you to be greedy. she wants you to want more, so she can give it to you, so she can feel you licking her fingertips clean with hungry eyes staring up at her.

she wants you to look at her the way suguru does, like you can't live without her. she doesn't think about how she looks. shameless thing. it's okay, though, suguru likes her like that.

i think they're safer than you'd expect. even some actual lesbians will genuinely believe it's just Weirdly Close Best Friends stuff before putting together that they like girls Like That skjdfglsdhg. it's probably very easy for them to pretend you're all just very, very close friends.

actually... now that suguru thinks about it... it's not even a little bit unusual for female friends to look out for each other, you know? especially out of a sense of responsibility or guilt. if you happened to get hurt - break a bone, fall down some stairs, get roughed up by some frat boy who approaches you when they're away -

no one would ever question your friends taking care of you, would they? in a private hospital room. in a quiet cabin retreat. just because you feel safe there, of course -

well, suguru's sure you will eventually. if she does this right, you won't even notice the door is locked~

[specialgradefckr]

Yes that trans Gojo prompt was the 1st ask of mine, but I intend to be continuously evil with giving you sinister trans ideas, so I wanted to label myself.

More ideas : Transfem!satosugu fetishizing YOU (reader)!🫵

"Honestly you're outnumbered here with the 2 of us, like you don't even have a dick with that rack? Unheard of, prove it. Show us your cunt, could've sworn you're another tgirl".

"You don't even wanna try giving us our injections? What kinda ally are you. At least show us your tits as motivation to grow our own."

"Surgery or not down the road, we have full balls now. A girl born with a pussy like you should use it to satisfy us girls that have such a hefty burden between our legs~!"

"Heard doing xyz can make you lactate. As hot as it'd be on us, you should be a good ally and get experimented on 1st. Don't wanna mess up my tits so early, I just grew 'em!"

-SinisterTrans

okay okay okay OKAY SO. i love the concept, i'm vibing here, but i'm also getting a kinda different direction from trans!satosugu fetishizing cis!fem!reader...

they definitely lean into the 2 on 1 thing. one of them on either side - and they're both so much taller - striding alongside you with the kind of confidence only super pretty girls have.

i can just imagine... they invite you for a movie night, maybe go shopping first. wouldn't put it remotely past them to play dress-up with you, invite themselves into your changing rooms.

but back at home, that's when they can be "real" with you. it's just between girls, you know?

sandwiching you on the couch. creeping closer, arms around your shoulders.

suddenly you're in suguru's lap while satoru crawls over you. suguru laughing in your ear as satoru stares up at you with her pretty, big blue eyes.

she nuzzles into your chest, hand creeping up your shirt. "i mean, mine are perfect. suguru's, too. but these are just so..."

suguru slides your bra off, under your shirt. satoru's long, manicured fingers creep up to grasp your breast, drawing out a gasp as she squeezes.

"squishy~ it's soooooo nice." she coos.

she sneaks her head under your shirt, and in no time, suguru has that pulled up over your head, too.

you squirm, of course, but suguru shushes you, "come on, we're all girls here, you know? remember how we helped you check if your bras fit?"

you guess you do, but -

"are you saying you don't see us as girls?" suguru presses.

satoru frowns, "you don't think we're close? you could see my breasts, you know. i'd be so happy to show them off!"

"she does love showing them off," suguru mutters in your ear, squeezing your waist, "kinda a slut, to be honest."

"shut uuuuup," satoru sticks her tongue out, then quickly drags it along your exposed nipple.

when you yelp, suguru holds you tighter, "easy, easy..."

her other hand comes up to squeeze your other breast, fingers reaching as wide as she can around it, then each one pressing in with a different strength. satoru hums, "it's not like yours, suguru... but it's nice~"

you're not sure how to feel about that.

"let me try, then..."

hands - large ones - reaching from around you, dancing over your chest. groping and caressing, holding your breast in her palms like she's weighing it, "nice. all natural, right? i can tell."

it sounds almost like an insult. you know they'd both had surgery - neither of them had ever called their breasts fake or anything, but they were both pretty... big.

the kind that turned heads. filled out every shirt perfectly and then some. men drooled over them, other girls envied them, and satoru and suguru loved to put them on display.

satoru is proud of hers. they both are, but satoru was the first to put your hands on her tits and ask you with a coy smile how much you liked them.

they definitely liked each other's - you'd catch satoru resting her head on suguru's chest, nuzzling between them like a bold-faced pervert. suguru was equally comfortable getting handsy, so maybe they were just finally accepting you into their intensely close friendship?

of course, because you don't stop them, because they don't stop, it's easy for things to escalate. and who could blame them? they just feel comfortable in their bodies, and comfortable with yours! you're all girls here, anyways!

and then one day...

"you know, i've been thinking about bottom surgery. i'm just not sure if i'm ready to take the leap..."

i can just imagine... satoru and suguru debating bottom surgery and turning to you. tie-breaker, right? neither of them have ever seen a real pussy before, did you know that? not in real life!

come on, don't be shy! you're not hoarding it all for yourself, are you? they just want to understand the female form better. to see if it's really for them.

it's a completely platonic pussy inspection, really! even if they start to touch - how else are they supposed to determine texture? feel? don't be greedy! share!

how does it feel to fuck a pussy, anyways? they've only ever had each other. the obvious solution is for both of them to try, and if one of them doesn't care for the feeling, that one can get the pussy, and the other gets to fuck two pussies. see? it makes perfect sense!

just help them out, would you?

[specialgradefckr]

Seeing all of your Fem!Gojo posts reminded me of a idea I had a few months back and now it wont leave my head again. Fem!Satosugu who control your entire college. Fem!Gojo who with her parent's money and influence get anything she wants. She can get anyone expelled or staff fired because she feels like it. Meanwhile Fem!Geto who pretty much has blackmail material on everyone. Fem!SatoSugu who are in a secret open relationship because they know if Gojo's parent's find out they're be cut off so they'll occasionally fuck guys to hide it. Everything starts to fall apart once they notice you though. Fem!Gojo notices and asks Fem!Geto about you. Which sends Fem!Geto spiraling, because she doesn't know you. Fem!Geto who pours all her focus into finding out more about you. She insists they need something to blackmail and threaten you with but Fem!Gojo knows her girlfriend better than anyone. Her little obsession with you is just to cute to watch. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't a little jealous though when she caught Fem!Geto moaning your name but you are pretty cute. Fem!Gojo who slowly becomes obsessed with you from the information Fem!Geto feeds her. She starts to immerse herself in your interests, watching your favorite shows, eating your favorite foods, etc. Eventually they even start even thinking about you when they're fucking. Asking each other what they think you'd be into or how you'd taste or feel, and what you sound like when you cum. They can hardly even sleep with men anymore because all they can think about is how it's not you or their other lover. Can't stop thinking about once they have you demanding you always coming to their practices and games, and hey if they happen to sandwich you between you in the locker rooms after, who's going to risk telling on them?

i have significantly less interest in fem!satosugu than regular satosugu, simply because i like slotting reader in as fem!gojo's only friend where geto would normally be. but i love your take on this!

a very big component of the fem!gojo dynamics is like, how easily she can go "well we're just friends." and rely on heteronormativity plus the known fact that close female friendships can get super intimate. you know, just "gal pals" and all that.

everyone would so easily assume that of fem!satosugu. they're just "mean girls", they travel in packs, everyone knows that! it's not remotely weird to see two girls go to the bathroom together and it's not like anyone checks to see that they're going into the same stall -

fem!satosugu who really run the university. all the frat boys drool over them, and they hand out scraps of their attention - often threesomes, because that's the only way they can tolerate it for long enough - and maybe even snatching up girl for themselves when they want some actual fun.

maybe you're their latest target - or, even juicer, maybe you're just someone one of them has run into. assigned to the same project in some class, you assume gojo is all beauty no brains and try to do the whole thing yourself. she finds the whole thing adorable - how you reluctantly try to tutor her, guide her through things, let her play dumb...

she doesn't expect to feel as good as she did when you praise her. didn't think seeing you smile at her would make her heart flutter like this. wasn't expecting you to notice her favorite drink and bring it to her after a study session well done.

and suguru, well, of course she notices everything. then she notices how lowkey you are, how none of their regular frat boys know your name, even her smarter contacts don't know much about you.

you really are a nobody, huh? someone who could go missing without any fuss. satoru... how could you hog this all to yourself?

you're a shared project now, of course. now that satoru doesn't bother to hide how she's thinking of you when they touch each other.

suguru pays sketchy dudes to take pictures from bathrooms to upskirts to even following you home. little treats for her to tease satoru with.

it's not weird of them to have a third, right? in fact a lot of people would find it less strange for a group of three really close girls to have sleepovers and go out to spas or hotel rooms together. nothing nefarious there.

they'll even make games of it. pick which frat boys they want to fuck you, pair you up especially without you even knowing. they pick a boy who will let them record it, or even fuck in the other room to the sound of you getting reamed - not that they pick someone who's good at it.

oh, no. you shouldn't enjoy this with anyone but them. but that's something they can teach you, slowly, over time.

after all, you guys will be best friends forever~

[velvetghoul]

Who’s the Good Girl Now?

✩ female Geto & female Gojo

contains fem!Gojo, fem!Geto, oral sex, dominance reversal, power play, face-sitting, edging, overstimulation, light restraint (pinning), praise kink, degradation kink, possessiveness, teasing, jealousy, rivalry, sub!Gojo, sub!Geto, dom!reader, reader in control, threesome

It starts with a smug laugh and a flick of Gojo’s snowy white hair.

“Please, like you even stand a chance, Suguru,” she drawls, sprawled out like a goddess across your sofa, long legs crossed and her sleeveless turtleneck showing off miles of toned arm. “She came in ten seconds last time. I kept count.”

“Oh, I remember,” Geto murmurs, seated like a queen in her own right, legs open in her dark silk pants, low-cut top showing just enough cleavage to be cruel. Her long black hair is tied back, jaw sharp and lips painted like sin. “Because I was the one cleaning up the mess you left. Poor thing couldn’t even sit up straight.”

They’re both looking at you now. Predatory. Amused.

Trapped between them on the bed, you blink. “I—uh—why are you two like this?”

“Because,” Gojo hums, leaning close to whisper at your ear, “I know this body. And I know how to wreck it.”

Geto’s hand curls around your thigh. “But I know how to worship it.”

Gojo scoffs. “You think soft lips are gonna beat tongue precision? Babe, move.”

“Make me.”

“I will.”

And then? They do.

You’re already breathless as Gojo gently guides you onto your back, fingers brushing your thighs open with practiced ease. Geto stays at your side, kissing your collarbone, whispering encouragement in that low, velvet voice of hers as Gojo tugs your panties off like a present she’s been waiting to unwrap.

“Fuck…” she breathes, pupils dilating as she sees you bare. “Still so pretty. Bet you’re already wet, huh?”

Your sharp inhale is all the answer she needs.

She dives in with no preamble, broad tongue licking a thick stripe up your cunt while her hands pin your thighs down like it’s her damn mission. You jolt with a gasp, hips twitching, and Gojo grins into you, lapping like a woman starved.

Geto watches for a few moments, head tilted, lips curled in dark amusement—then gently coaxes your head to turn toward her. “You doing okay, sweetheart?” she purrs, brushing hair from your sweaty face. “Think you can take both of us tonight?”

You try to answer but it’s just a moan because Gojo has started sucking on your clit like it owes her rent.

“Thought so,” Geto chuckles. “Shift up, Satoru.”

Gojo licks her lips, chin glistening. “What, giving up already?”

“Hardly,” Geto growls, moving between your legs now as Gojo props you up from behind, keeping your legs wide open, your trembling thighs pressed to her chest. “I’m going to make her forget your name.”

And gods, does she try.

Geto is slower. More deliberate. She kisses your inner thighs first. Tongue teasing. Fingers trailing up without touching where you need her. “You want it?” she whispers, lips brushing your cunt but never quite closing in. “Say my name, baby. Say who’s going to ruin you.”

“S-Suguru—”

She moans, and finally sinks her tongue into you, slow and deep, curling up inside until your spine arches. Her mouth moves like a hymn and her thumb rolls over your clit while her other hand laces with yours, squeezing tight every time you whimper.

You think you might cry from how good it feels.

Gojo’s breath is hot against your neck as she whispers, “Don’t come yet. Not for her. Come for me.”

“I’m not done,” Geto snaps, voice muffled between your legs. “Don’t even think about it, baby—don’t you dare let her steal my win.”

You let out a broken whimper, overwhelmed.

Their rivalry breaks when you cum. Hard. Twice.

Once from Geto’s fingers curling inside you, finding a spot that makes you sob. And once when Gojo, grinning like a devil behind you, starts rubbing your clit in sharp, rhythmic circles that send you flying.

You don’t know whose name you scream louder.

Your whole body is shaking, tears wetting your cheeks, chest rising and falling like you’ve run a marathon. You don’t even realize Gojo has slipped down again, tongue sliding through the slick mess Geto left behind until Geto curses and shoves her shoulder.

“Wait your turn, Satoru.”

“She already came twice,” Gojo purrs, eyes wild. “I’m just finishing dessert.”

“Oh no,” Geto snaps. “We’re not done with her.”

They both look at you.

Your voice comes out raw and hoarse: “I—I think I need water—”

“Water later,” Gojo says sweetly.

“Cry now,” Geto finishes.

And you know you’ve bitten off more than you can chew.

But god, does it taste divine.

They’re cocky. Smug. Beautiful. Smothering. And for a while, you let them take you apart. Let Gojo work her mouth like a weapon, let Geto praise you into submission with that silver tongue. Let them argue with you in the middle, lucky girl, lucky toy, their pretty little battlefield.

But now? Now you’ve had enough.

Their egos swell every time you moan. Every twitch of your hips makes them smirk like they’ve won something. They talk like they own you. Like they decide how much you can take.

Until you sit up. Until your voice cuts through the haze like a blade: “Lay back. Both of you.”

They freeze. Gojo blinks, hair tousled, mouth shiny with your slick. “Excuse me?”

Geto lifts a brow, slow and deliberate. “Is that an order, princess?”

You tilt your head. Smile sharp. “If I have to say it again, I’ll make one of you watch.”

That does it. They obey.

Two powerful women on their backs—Gojo on the bed, Geto beside her—legs parted but hesitant, eyes locked on you now. No more taunts. No more fighting. Just shallow breaths and heat and barely-contained hunger. You climb onto the bed slowly, deliberately. Let them see how sure you are. How steady. How done you are with being the prize.

“Since you two were so busy proving who eats me better…” you purr, sliding between Gojo’s thighs, “Let’s see how you taste.”

“S-Sweetheart—” she tries to quip, but her voice cracks as your nails dig into her thighs, spreading her wide.

You don’t give her a chance to recover. Your mouth is on her, tongue firm, merciless, focused. Not slow. Not gentle. You curl your arms under her legs and hold her down, burying your mouth against her until her hips buck and she whines.

“You like being quiet?” you growl against her, dragging your tongue flat over her clit. “Thought you had so much to say.”

Gojo chokes on a breath. Beside her, Geto shifts, eyes dark, lips parted, desperate for your attention.

“Wait your turn,” you murmur, glancing at her from between Gojo’s legs. “You wanted a competition? Let’s see who breaks first.”

You don’t stop. Gojo’s legs tremble, her hands fisting the sheets, eyes wide and shocked. She’s not used to being taken like this. Not used to being eaten like she’s dessert and punishment wrapped in one.

She moans your name, loud and broken, and tries to push you away, too much, too fast but you grab her wrists and pin them to her sides.

“You come when I say,” you whisper, hot breath against her soaked cunt. “Not before.”

And god, she tries. But her body betrays her. She comes with a strangled cry, thighs squeezing your head, back arched so hard the bed creaks.

You don’t stop until she begs. Then you move.

Crawl up her body like a storm, and kiss her forehead gently. Whisper, “Good girl,” into her ear. She shivers.

Geto is already squirming, chest rising fast, eyes gleaming with challenge and need.

“You think I’ll fall apart like her?” she teases, voice husky.

You chuckle. “Get on your knees then,” you say. “Face down. I want to watch you squirm while Gojo holds your hands.”

She doesn’t argue. Not anymore. She drops, presenting herself to you with a breathless, “Fuck, yes.”

And you give her no mercy. Your mouth is hot and relentless against her, faster than she expects, rougher than she’s used to and you love the way she shakes. The way Gojo watches with hazy, ruined eyes as you break her partner in crime apart with nothing but your tongue and a handful of hair.

She tries not to cry out. Tries to be composed. But her pride burns fast and you’re cruel with your mouth, with your fingers, with how you stop right before she tips.

Again. And again. And again. Until her thighs are slick and shaking and she gasps, “Please, please let me—”

Only then do you finish her. She collapses, chest heaving, and Gojo pulls her into her arms like she might fall apart completely. You wipe your mouth, sit back on your heels, and smirk.

“So,” you hum, looking down at the both of them. “Who won?”

Geto lifts her head first, lips kiss-bruised, still panting.

“You did,” she whispers.

Gojo nods slowly. “Holy shit, you did.”

You lean down, kiss them both. Once, twice. “Good. Now clean each other up.”

And they do.

You enjoyed yourself. I will not make you admit it.

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[yuutaguro]

eyes on me 🍒

[yuutaguro]

girlfriends,,,🌸

[sonarspace]

appointment, fem!geto

a/n: fem suguru is constantly on my mind so here's this... content: fem!geto. laser tech!geto. x reader (fem). nsfw. wc: 906

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you walk in to the clinic right on time for your appointment. the receptionist lets you know that your usual laser technician hasn't come in today and someone else will be replacing her.

not expecting that you're nervous as you wrap a towel around your body and lay onto the bed - waiting for your new laser tech. she walks in with a big smile, "hii, my name's suguru. i'll be taking care of you today" she chirps.

she was beautiful, you thought. the kind of beautiful that drives all coherent thoughts out of your brain and jumbles your words. her long black hair tied into a half bun while the rest drapes over her shoulders and back. her bangs frame her face perfectly.

"i take it, you're not much of a talker," she chuckles lightly — bringing you out of your thoughts. you meek out a "sorry" as you introduce yourself. she undos her half updo and grabs all her hair back into a bun. your eyes move over her face and then over her neck. you wondered how smooth the skin of her neck would be. how smooth it would feel under your lips.

you breathe in heavily when she moves closer to where you're laying. scared that she might've read your thoughts. "i've done this a lot, so you don't have anything to worry about. just spread your legs a bit and stay still for me, okay?" she tries to comfort you.

you hum and do as she says. spreading your legs enough so she can get a perfect view of your cunt. you gulp when you feel her soft hands on your thighs.

so soft, suguru thinks when her hands move over your thighs. eliciting goosebumps across your skin. you looked so pretty laying like this. a cute nervous pout on your lips. a wetness coating your cunt. was this because of her? she wonders.

your hole clenches around nothing as her eyes move between you and your cunt. a small smirk plays on her lips. "you okay?" she teases. her thumb rubs smalls circles into the skin of your inner thigh. close to where you needed her.

not thinking it through, you whine out a "please". it was a gamble really. you weren't sure if she wasn't into women. you think you'd die on the spot out of embarrassment if she rejects you. but you were lucky. cause she was into women. especially the ones who looked like you — innocent but far from it.

"what do you want, pretty girl?" her hand inches closer — a finger grazing your wetness. "you," you whisper in desperation. as soon as the three letter word is out of your mouth, a carnal need takes over her and she's pulling you closer to her mouth.

you gasp as her mouth makes contact with your pussy. a peck to your clit, as if she was greeting it. a peck to your folds. a peck to your hole. "suguru," you lean on your elbows as you call out her name. growing needy and undeniably wet.

she licks a stripe from your hole to your clit. her lips wrapping around your nub and sucking hungrily. she hums in satsifaction at the taste of you. sweet with a little bit of a kick to it. loving the feel of your fine hair that entrapped your wetness, she tugs it lightly with her teeth. eliciting a deep groan from you.

"you're gonna get us caught," she huffs a laugh. you try to but can't keep quiet as she continues her assault on your needy cunt. your body was reacting to her every touch. her hands move over your towel, tugging and letting it fall around you.

her mouth gapes slightly as she takes you in your bare body. she keeps her eyes on your face as her hand cups your boob - squeezing lightly and moving her thumb of your hardened nipple. your eyes squeeze shut as her tongue moves in and out of you.

she moans at the way your hole clenches around her tongue — the sound reverberating throughout the room. she pulls back from your cunt in need for a proper breath. her chin coated in your wetness. before she can go back you pull her towards you. "kiss me," you plead her.

you both hum as your lips make contact. you can taste yourself on her lips. on her tongue as she pushes it in. moving over yours languidly. taking her time. completely opposite to her hand in between your thighs which moved at a vigorous pace. "so close," you whine into the kiss.

the pleasure takes over your body and she keeps her lips locked with yours, swallowing your moans. if this was her bed, she would have you screaming her name as you cum, but she can't take that risk here.

you fall back on the bed breathing heavily as you watch her eyes roll back at the taste of you on her fingers. she grabs a towel and cleans you up quickly. "i think you need to let it grow a little longer," she jokes. and you both laugh.

"can i take you on a date, tonight?" she asks breaking the silence. "yeah," a blush creeps up your neck. an innocent smile on your lips and she's instantly thinking of how it would look around her strap. would you be into that? she can't wait to find out.

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