Me Every Morning: Wow I Have Got To Get More Unapologetically Cringe

I need to mother Gojo then have Geto mother me

TW- yandere behaviour, isolation, baby trapping, slight deification

Suguru had noticed you vaguely as a part of his congregation early on. You had a quieter demeanour than the others who flocked to him for selfish reasons. Your non-sorcerer status was not something that he could just over look so he didn’t pay much attention to you.

That was until he was until he saw you with the twins. He had brought them to the cult since no one could watch them and a meeting had ran too long. They had somehow managed to make it all the way to the lobby by the time he found them.

What he hadn’t expected was you to be crouched down to their level, speaking softly to them. You had a soft smile on your face as you had comforted them.

Maybe his obsession started then or when you had led them to him, a glimmer of amusement in your eyes.

All Suguru knows is that he can’t let you leave him or the girls now.

After a few weeks of him getting to know about you, about your family and all other aspects of your life he only is more enthralled. He starts to make a plan to get you in his arms.

Suguru would never force you, he isn’t a monster! You just need a push to see that only he can protect and love you the way you deserve. He can’t be blamed for helping you see what was obvious to him.

You are so confused and scared as the people close to you drop like flies. He feels bad at the panic in your eyes as you tell him that something has cursed you. But it is a small price to pay to keep you safe with him.

Suguru convinces you that he can’t let help you if you move in with him. He explains that demonic spirits cannot enter the time vessel building so as long as you stay here you won’t be touched. You mostly comply but when you get too adventurous he sends one of his curses to spook you back into his waiting arms.

He finds joy in soothing your worries and fears. Suguru always guides your weeping face into his chest for comfort. You have so many but you don’t need to worry about anything anymore, Suguru has you and he wasn’t going to let you go.

Because you are something divine, a being of pure light trapped in a non-sorcerer’s body and he is going to worship you the way you deserve. You have his undivided devotion for as long as he lives, he wouldn’t dream of letting a saint out of his arms.

When he finally coaxes you into his bed his conviction of you being divine is proven right. You are perfect in every way, you were made just for him, sent his way by fate to make up for his terrible existence.

When he convinces you to marry him you are presented as the saint you are. He dresses you in the finest clothing and you sit with him above his congregation.

But he sees how the men look at you so a screen is put up so they can only see a vague outline of you. He can’t let non-sorcerers see you, it would be too much for them.

Suguru’s heart breaks when you express your discontent with your life. His chest aches as you cry about how lonely you feel. He kisses away your tears and pulls you into his lap.

Maybe he should give you another child, he knows how much you adore the twins but a child that held both of your DNA could keep you here and happy. He can already see another child, one with your eyes, running around. And you would look so beautiful pregnant with his child.

That last thought steels his resolve.

Suguru will always make sure to keep you happy, with any means necessary.

Next drabble

Okay so far for the Tarot card inspired set of fics I have four cards.

The Empress

The Moon

The Star

The High Priestess

Preview for this coming tomorrow! 🤭

You and Yuki had grown up together.

Her father had a thriving farm and supplied most of the town with food. She was brought up under her mother’s care and guidance but always had that rebellious streak. It was cute in the beginning but soon she was uncontrollable, the exact opposite of what a lady should be. So her mother had the idea to introduce the two of you at the age of ten.

Both of your mothers, who were old friends, had hoped to bring you out of your shell and to give Yuki a proper friend besides the cattle on the farm. You were a shy little thing and Yuki was wide eyed and curious. So she had poked and prodded you out of your shell.

After that the two of you were inseparable, neither of you were seen without the other. You got more confidence but Yuki still was as wild as ever. She would drag you out of your embroidery lessons into the fields and creek that ran through it. You would come back with mud on the hem of your skirts and a wide smile on your face.

You spent six wonderful years with her but not all good things last.

You turned sixteen and a marriage offer came your way. It was crushing because you wouldn’t be able to see Yuki that much anymore. But the kicker was that your parents were sending you to live your Aunt back east for a year to “ready” you for the marriage.

Tears had filled your eyes as Yuki rode her horse beside the train to send you off, tears running down her cheeks and a sad grin on her face. Oh what you would give to stay in her arms for even just a minute longer.

The year was long and hard, your Aunt was an unforgiving woman. Summer turned to fall then winter then into spring then finally summer again.

Soon you were stepping off the train onto the platform to see your mother. She looked so relieved to see you but the black dress she wore and the red under her eyes told a different story.

“What happened Mama?” You ask panic welling up in you.

“The Tsukumo farm burned to the ground two weeks ago, they are all dead.”

You had ran all the way up the path to that farm, tripping over your skirts multiple times to get there. Your heart had shattered upon seeing the charred remains of the farm you had practically grew up on.

The only thing that you found of Yuki was a small necklace with a heart shaped pendant. Holding it to your chest you feel both a sense of loss and hope.

Because if her body isn’t here then maybe she made it out of the fire somehow.

Welcome to the world of “Being in love with a person who doesn’t exist in real life but you pretend they do anyway because you’re obsessed” ✧˖*°࿐

Did ya'll know that there is Geto themed lofi on YouTube? I feel the serotonin and motivation coming back to me rn

Since the fics for each card have chapters I am going to have the card in the middle for the masterlist but the characters for the chapters.

Alright people, which set up for the tarot card masterlists do we want?

Do we want it with art of the card itself?

Or the characters?

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