satoru’s princess

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Ꭵ-姫 ♡ twenties , she/her .

strictly gojo-centric writing blog.

disclaimer: only 18+ dark and (n)sfw content ahead!

you will encounter forced agere, coercion, non-con, incest, slight underage themes (nothing explicit - just vague), etc.

do not interact w/o an age indicator in your bio or pinned, if you’re an anti, or on the general dni list. i will block you and i expect you to do the same. i do not use the x reader tags, so i should be bothering no one with my content!

choose your fav ! — papa gojo ✴︎ grandpa ‘toru ✴︎ uncle ‘toru ✴︎ yandere satoru ✴︎ satoru sensei ✴︎ big bro ‘toru ✴︎ big sis ‘toru ✴︎ cousin satoru ✴︎ little bro ‘toru ✴︎ baby boy ‘toru

no, i do not support real incest or condone the following dark content you will encounter on this blog! satoru is my soulmate, i selfship with him, we are together in each and every lifetime. therefore, i only imagine him when i write out these fantasies. i have no interest in real men and only love and think about him.

© incestoru • do not feed to ai, copy, translate, modify, or recommend my work on other platforms.

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tw: incest, big sis!satoru x little sis!reader, first section is more of a backstory really (so pls give this a chance as there will be more parts) and afterwards is more of the sexual awakening of reader for both girls and her own sister ;) but it does have a scene where satoru eats out another girl in front of you so smut ig, you watch like a perv, lesbian satoru, i’ve been thinking of goofy older sis satoru and her younger grumpy half sister (about a ten year age gap), reader may just be a little obsessed with her big sis without realizing it, satoru is 28-34 in age range while you’re 18-24, was initially a hc but i rambled.

after years of living with satoru, your older sister, you’re now an adult but you still dislike her as much as you did when you first started staying with her (or so you say).

gojo satoru was your big sister. half sister. you both shared a father who had an affair with some unknown woman who died in childbirth and resulted in you. it was a big scandal within the clan, but nevertheless, not unexpected of a man. so, you were still raised within its walls. after all, a gojo was still a gojo.

you were raised similar to how your older sister was, though less strict — but you were just as lonely. with no one but your father who barely gave you time of day, you had no real family or company to talk to. so, when satoru decided one day to make you her “roommate”, you weren’t entirely opposed to the idea. but you were apprehensive and a little mad. because why now?

you never got an answer besides a shrug and a “i was bored. and you’re my little sis, right?”

you were about to retort, unamused, with something sassy, like how you weren’t so sure of your biological relation to her and how you hated when she called you that — but the taller, white haired woman hooked a long arm around your shoulders, effectively silencing any rebuttals.

she pulled you close into her personal space with no regard until your face was practically squished against her chest. your cheeks heated a little, your temper rising. your brows furrowed, nose scrunched as she peered down at you with a cheeky grin, blue eyes flashing behind her sunglasses.

she smelled like coconut.

“we’re gonna have lots of fun together.”

it took time to adjust to living with someone like satoru. you had heard a lot about her growing up. it was hard not to. after all, she was the strongest. but the stories you heard weren’t all… good.

some spoke about how terribly obnoxious she was. how disrespectful she acted towards the gojo clan and the elders. how she never listens. you had only met a handful of times in your life — and unfortunately, when she had taken you from the clan to stay with her, you also witnessed this egregious behavior first hand.

never had you met someone so absolutely insufferable. infuriating. annoying. in a way words can’t describe. though, as stubborn and furious as you are everyday due to having to deal with someone like her, you feel something strange possess you at times — and you don’t understand what it is.

you both fight all the time with you being the one instigating and yelling all because your concern comes off as hot and cold. one second you’ll manage to have a serious conversation with your older sister — but then she’ll do that thing she always does to everyone else where she brushes you off like your words don’t hold any weight.

and then, you’ll explode with rage and stay in your room the rest of the day before eventually coming out. satoru will tease you again for being a grump and pinch your cheek. you’ll snap at her. she’ll chuckle and you’ll have to look away when you realize you’re staring too long at the way she looks with her head thrown back, slender neck exposed.

it is truly a never ending cycle.

you just hate how she doesn’t take you seriously. how she ruffles your hair and gives you that easy smirk, looking down at you — because she’s insanely, stupidly tall — as if you’re still just a child that doesn’t understand anything. you also hate when her attention is elsewhere or when she’s out late doing god knows what. she texts you sporadically. she never keeps you updated until the last second while you’re mind is gnawing at you in worry, wondering the worst; she’s gotten better at it though because she can tell it bothers you.

but most of all, you hate when she’s nicer to other girls your age when she’s supposed to be your sister. not theirs.

and satoru is nice. so nice underneath it all that it pisses you off. because no matter what you say or do, how far you go — she always smiles at you. cares for you. gets you all the food and clothes you want.

at the end of the day, she’s completely unfazed by your behavior as if you’re all bark and no bite. if you acted this way back at the clan, it would’ve been swiftly corrected with a few beatings. but you know satoru would never raise a hand to you, would never hurt you.

because you’re her baby sis.

you thought it’d be like this forever. but there was one thing you never expected.

satoru dating.

well, not exactly dating. you’re a virgin who has never been in a relationship or kissed anyone, so you have no idea what to think of it.

and in all honesty, you’ve never even seen satoru date anyone or bring them over, let alone be interested in somebody — at least, not in front of you. she’s never introduced you to someone special. the thought comforts you for some reason — that satoru is too busy for all of that. that if it came down to it, she is choosing to prioritize you; something no one else has ever done.

in fact, you’ve never once seen her look twice at a guy.

of course, at the time, it didn’t even cross your mind that perhaps satoru wasn’t interested in men at all…

another day, another night where you’re curled up in bed, glaring at your phone, thumb hovering over satoru’s contact like you might cave and text her if she’s okay. but you don’t. you wouldn’t. not when she never bothers to tell you where she is or when she’ll be back. so, why should you care, right?

but nevertheless, your heart has been pounding for hours, fidgeting as if you were on edge, waiting up for your big sis — not that you’d ever admit it.

then, just as you were about to press the call button, you hear keys — distantly, with what you can pick up on from inside your room on the second floor — finally jingle in the lock. relief floods you like air filling your lungs, but only for half a second before it swiftly turns into fury.

it’s three in the morning.

you throw off your covers, practically launching yourself off of bed, storming out through your bedroom door and towards the stairs but not daring to stomp just in case it was a rough day for her.

you needed to gauge her mood first before deciding if you were going to make a scene or not — only to freeze mid-step when a low, breathless laugh — hers — rings from the living room.

“shhh…” you hear satoru’s low but amused voice follow.

your stomach sinks.

she’s not alone?

for a moment, your brows furrow just a tad, though you don’t know as to why. as you finally find the courage within you to take another step, you hear satoru’s soft chuckle followed by a delicate gasp — feminine and breathy.

it’s a woman. and it’s not satoru.

you’d know.

creeping down the stairs ever so slowly, your pulse pounds like a jackhammer in your throat. your ears strain as the sounds grow clearer the more you draw close. there are hushed whispers, the shifting and rustling of fabric, and then a choked noise.

for some reason, the fact that she’s in the company of someone else, trying to be quiet and secretive, sucks the air right out of you once more, taking the relief and replacing it with dread. it makes you slink even quieter down the steps as if you have a reason to hide in your own home like an intruder, padding your bare feet down the wood as you peer into the hall downstairs.

you should turn back.

you shouldn’t look.

you know you shouldn’t because you think you have an idea of what’s happening yet your brain tries to deny it all the same in confusion and denial. but curiosity makes your feet move forward, closer and closer.

you press yourself against the walls, peeking around the corner into the dimly lit living room once you reach the doorway.

your breath hitches.

satoru’s back is to you at an angle, her hair messy, shoulders taut with movement.

there’s a woman beneath her on the couch by the window, back arched like a bow, dress shoved up her thighs, one high heel dangling from her toes and her panties from the ankle. her manicured fingers are tangled in satoru’s pristine white hair, brows scrunched and eyes clamped shut in ecstasy, painted lips parted in silent pleasure—

and satoru—

god.

her beautiful face is buried between the stranger’s legs, the obscene wet noises an obvious testament to what was happening.

pink lips glistening with stringy slick, long tongue dragging slow and deliberate like she’s savoring every second. the woman whimpers, hips jerking into your older sister’s mouth — and satoru growls against her appreciatively, the sound vibrating through the woman’s cunt enough to make her squeal.

it’s borderline animalistic. and your legs go weak at the sound.

you don’t think you’ve ever seen satoru so hungry.

you don’t think you’ve ever seen your big sister like food as much as she seems to enjoy lapping at that woman’s cunt like a starved dog.

you’re so distracted by the scene in front of you that you almost miss how satoru’s head tilts ever so slightly.

and glowing blue eyes lock onto yours.

a shiver runs down your spine.

you expect her to do something. to have her eyes widen, to startle, to fluster, to stumble, to tell you to get out. but your sister doesn’t stop. she just holds your gaze, shameless and unbothered as ever, pupils blown wide like she’s drunk.

your pulse spikes.

her head angles more, those cerulean eyes sharp like a cat’s even as she drags her tongue almost lazily up the woman’s cunt just to watch you flinch. the unknown woman continues to moan, utterly oblivious to your presence and in bliss, fingers tightening in satoru’s hair which makes her wince a little.

your hands clench into fists at your sides, knuckles white.

satoru doesn’t falter once as her lips press and suck against the puffy, engorged clit. the flicking of her tongue never breaking pace. even more gasps and moans permeate the air with each delivery of the wet muscle.

but satoru doesn’t pay her much mind any longer.

instead, she peers at you almost blankly, eyelids heavy and smoldering, the wet sounds between her and the stranger so inappropriate yet she’s acting as though it isn’t at all, completely unembarrassed.

look away.

you should look away, you tell yourself.

but you can’t.

satoru’s pink tongue drags a torturously slow, obscene stripe up the woman’s folds — like she’s showing you — and the woman keens, practically mewls, thighs trembling. in response, satoru’s lips curve, just slightly, against the dripping pussy.

smirking.

she’s smirking at you.

your stomach lurches, face pale and hot all at once. heat floods your cheeks like a wave, words caught in your throat.

somewhere along the line, a sound escapes you. a whimper or a gasp, you’re not even too sure because you’re so dizzy.

at that, satoru practically stiffens like a bloodhound catching a scent — an almost feral look in her eye — and her pupils dilate further until you can barely see the blue in them.

you quickly whirl around, nearly tripping over your own feet as you bolt upstairs. you reach your bedroom before the door slams right behind you. you press your palms to your cheeks. they’re burning. and your heart is pounding wildly.

the image of what you had seen downstairs is seared into your retinas.

satoru looked like she wanted to devour you next.

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Girl idc I’d ride my brother/father/son/uncle/cousin Gojo like hell like wth I’d give him babies I mean this is SATORU we’re talking about I’m into ANYTHING that’s about him BECAUSE of him, i wouldn’t be probably into anything if it wasn’t about him bffr it’s fantasy for a reason he ain’t even real these people out there are just bored don’t worry about that 😂🫶🏼

LMFAOOOOO SPEAK YOUR TRUTH GIRL

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Aww man i just found your page and i sucks that i can’t check out any of your stories 😭 like these are the type of stories im into and you have a bunch of them!! (in a good way ofc) is there another platform you have to i can be bless with at least one of your stories 💔

if you click the search button that looks like a magnifying glass when you’re on my blog page, it’ll lead you to a bunch of tags and if you click one it will have that specific content like for uncle toru or papa gojo !!

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Someone on X told me, "It's gross you like incest." Meanwhile her whole account is nothing but GOT and HOTD. She ships Daemon and Rhaenyra, and I'm like a girl you like it too why the hell are you getting mad at me? 😭

THE HYPOCRISY IM CRYING 😭😭😭 also i love got and hotd !!! ppl who cant handle those themes need to stay away from dc in general lmfao

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i sincerely feel bad for that anon's siblings and family and hope they stay farrrrr away from them bc what sick individual would spend their time sending hate over fictional stuff

exactly bc whenever EYE read dark content, PERSONALLY i don’t think of my own family members but only of the fictional character so idk who is more sick in this situation 🤷🏻‍♀️

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no actually he WOULD want you irl

you are the most canon satorushipper. you ARE canon believe me i held gege at gunpoint

GIRL PLS ILYSM 🥹🤍🥹🤍🥹🤍

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imagine just wanting to write and sharing your work to others who are in the same fandom and some people thinking themselves as the holier being and having the right to police everything. in my mind tbh i call them the fandom ice and every time i see a hate post or a call out post that's not even related to my current fandom or me, all the joy of being in any fandom just slowly evaporates.

like is that their goal? to spread their negativity to others as well and just remove the joy of writing and engaging.

i've been in ao3 since 2015 or 14 and tumblr since 16, it always pains me to see my favs being chased out of this website because of harassment and unfounded accusations.

do they really think that doing this will make the fandom any better? no.

will they ever realize it? idk they seem to be set of being saints and probably convinced that they are really doing the right thing.

sorry for the rant, i saw the call out post and i blocked that hate account long before but now my morning is ruined.

thank you for your support 😭🤍 in reality it isn’t that deep and this whole thing was blown way out of proportion. i would give a lengthier response but i’m working rn and i barely have time as is and i felt bad for neglecting this blog so much but i decided to take a step back bc of all the drama and maybe i’ll slowly return but am not sure as of yet :’)

for now, i agree with you wholeheartedly. some ppl simply have too much time on their hands. lowkey, it’s rlly not a big deal and now that i am so occupied all the time, i realize how much i truly don’t care about what ppl say or do online anymore which just goes to show it must be ppl who are genuinely without a job or any hobbies in charge of the whole hate train cause genuinely how do you give so many fucks ?? and simultaneously keeping up with it all ??? 😭😭😭

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Hope ur okay queen!, don't mind the haterssss.. Always remember there is someone who's supporting u throughout all of the happenings!! :D

-🍕

i’m sorry i’ve been so busy guys but i see and appreciate all of your asks and comments and likes and interactions thank you thank you my loves 🥺💕💞

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antis are so funny because genuinely who cares girl there are bigger issues in the world than me liking FICTIONAL incest im cryinggg,, 😭 so nosey for what

im a poc and ive noticed that antis lowk care more about these "issues" than the INSANNEE amount of microagressions in fandom sooooo.. whatdatmean

TELL IT TRUE PRINCESS !! 🗣️ (coming from another poc)

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i sincerely feel bad for ur siblings and family and hope they stay farrrrr away from u bc what sick individual fantasizes about fucking their family and having relations with ppl who are underage🫩

this just in guys this anon just said i’m related to gojo my life is complete 🥹🤍

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for clarification if i block an ask all asks sent from that location also get removed from my inbox so hate anon who sent me multiple asks at different times it is rlly lame and pathetic you keep coming back to my blog to check if i responded or not just to send another ask over and over it’s giving obsessed

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none of ur tags work on ur pinned :c

you can just go to my search and navigate from there as the tags will pop up there too !!

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As a longtime follower of this blog seeing all the hate makes me giggle bc you are not very active and arent even mean.

I hope youre doing okay tho. Ive been seeing a bunch of hate towards you and other dark content blogs lately but I remember a while back i was struggling to cope w stuff and then seeing blogs like yours and a bunch of the others getting hated on really did help me ❤️ so im always grateful for that and you always got a fan

thank you so much 🥲 obviously, i try my best to keep this corner of the internet as private as possible so ppl don’t see content that disgusts them but i can’t help it if they seek me out first. and i’m glad this helped you out in a way. i just write then dip truthfully. i didn’t even realize i was being posted about until literally an hour or 2 ago bc i’m so busy irl lately and i didn’t even see the messages from all my moots in the morning informing me abt this until way later 😭😭😭

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pls whatever tojioffline posted know you are incredible at writing and characterization and everything you do..pls never leave

thank you. i try to keep this as separate as possible to not make ppl uncomfortable. and ppl are also accusing me of being another writer in my asks ?? i am one of the writers in that callout post and i think it’s obvious which one bc of my url (i am admitting to being that writer but denying writing any incest on that blog or associating incest with that blog) but they keep thinking i’m the one with the pink theme (i am not).

also, if anyone is still uncomfortable with being moots with me, they can just unfollow me / block. i don’t mind it 😭 it’s tumblr, not that serious. we’ll all be okay and i’ll barely notice because i was gone so long i forgot everyone on here ngl bc i’ve literally been in fight for my life mode for a bit

i just don’t get why i’m being called out? like i have nothing to do with any type of discourse rn. it feels so unnecessary

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That account is going after all my favorite writers. If only they cared this much about ACTUAL living people instead of fictional characters 😭, like if I want to read about Daddy Gojo rearranging my insides, let me. Damn, I'm not bothering anyone.

LITERALLY and okay i would understand if they were mad bc i posted in the tags but it’s the fact i DO NOT post in the tags like ?? 😭 so my stuff should not be popping up for you esp if you don’t interact with this type of work. i have to repeat this numerous times and i also haven’t been active lately so ?? i literally made this blog for the sole reason of not bothering anyone who doesn’t want to see this content and i’m still getting known amongst these hate blogs somehow

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lmfao why are ppl trying to start beef with me when i’m barely active on tumblr rn

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talking abt the blog @/tojioffline2 btw