His Blush ☺

"He's gotten into you and he knows how to manipulate your limbs with his big naked hands."

Kathy Acker, Florida

Found my Skins DVDs and high school paintings and now I miss my old cup size and having time to just paint eight hours a week. 

SatoShoko + GetoHime art + GetoHime ficlet by two talented creatives - I feel like I am finally being seen!!!!

Your art style is so visually pleasing 🤩‼️‼️ I'd really love to see satoshoko and getohime on a double date with your art style, I think that'd be really cute. 💖

My sad girl mood forever and ever.

Updates:

Lovesickness - Love makes you do crazy things with no regrets. Naruto, Older Jounin, E.

Sharp Stick in the Eye - eat me! drink me!. Bleach, Nemu/Byakuya, E.

Meme not mine - I don't have such genius.

My GetoHime Trash

When I die and go to heaven, no doubt an angel will ask why I put so much GetoHime content onto the internet. I shall have no good response, other then things just played out this way. My head, heart, and gut all say ShokoHime, but GetoHime is too conceptually entertaining for me to ignore.

Below is a master list of my GetoHime stories. They are all on ao3. Please note the rating at the end of the description. All adult situations depicted are between consenting adults. There is also drug use, mental health issues, and violence in a few of the stories. Please mind the tags of each story - I go out of my way to ensure that readers know what they are getting into. It is all NSFW, lol.

Ongoing

In every dream home a heartache: When Suguru comes back to pay Mei Mei his half of the rent, he finds that Utahime has moved into his old room. He doesn't know how to feel about it. Rated M.

Multi-chapter

Father and Mothers and Daughters and Sons: Suguru and Utahime realizing that adulthood is purgatory. Rated E.

Kept in Place: Suguru and Utahime, evolving. Rated E.

I give you my life: No one ever wants to wait for their real life to start. Rated E.

Invite the Weight: Being with someone doesn't fix the hole left behind by someone else. It's worse when you invite that person back into your life. Rated E.

Even Cockroaches Can Dream: Watching someone change right before your eyes. Or: Suguru’s charm and Utahime’s denial can only hide their crazy for so long. Rated E.

Osteosarcoma: When it's over, it's just Geto and Utahime. Rated E.

Lightning Strikes Twice: When Suguru stops being the person Utahime thinks he is, he decides to make sure that she can never forgive him. Rated E.

When the Birds Began to Die: Being stuck with someone you haven't seen in years for days doesn't usually end so well. Rated E.

One shot

But I love him: "I love you, call me back." Rated M.

If We Make It Through December: So, where was Utahime during the Night Parade? Rated E.

Melted Brains: Suguru and Utahime, getting into it. Rated E.

Sticking Point: Worst cab ride ever. Rated M.

The Past Participle: Coming down easy. Rated E.

SatoShoko Trash Heap

SatoShoko is the first JJK ship I ever wrote for. It was sort of an accident - I have a v. kind reader who was into the series, and I wanted to write about a character that they like. Shoko was in the first few episodes and her laidback energy is an excellent foil to Satoru's bananas behavior, and that was enough, apparently.

Please note the rating at the end of the description. All adult situations depicted are between consenting adults. There is also drug use, mental health issues, and violence in a few of the stories. Please mind the tags of each story - I go out of my way to ensure that readers know what they are getting into.

And now, the stories:

Never to be disassociated from the dark: Love means not wanting to be without each other. M.

Shiny Pink Bubblegum Psychopathic Sweetheart: Making it real far. M.

Hard Candy and Sour Hearts: The world sucks, but at least Shoko and Satoru have each other. E.

Terrible, No Good, Awful: Shoko is left with the kids for ten days. Chicken pox strikes, and suddenly, those ten days turn into a trial. T.

Listen I love you joy is coming: Shoko tells Satoru about the woman crying uncontrollably in the next stall. E.

Bridges: Satoru and Shoko’s relationship is full of the gaps that they think others have left behind. E.

And the SatoShoko BROTP:

The Spins: Shoko goes out of her way to avoid talking about her life; Satoru goes out of his way to get her to talk about it. T.

Displacement: For all of his strength, Satoru can’t protect people from themselves (nor does he try). M.

Sitting at the bar, Kurenai drags her finger down the side of a glass, wet from condensation. Raidou sits beside her, picking at some grilled fish. Sticks some in his mouth, not talking since they’re both ashamed of what they’ve done, how things are, that they let it get to this point. The bar is crowded, full of patrons celebrating the end of another terrible work week with the people they care about. Sick cosmic joke, it all is. 

There’s a woman to Kurenai’s side, leaning across the bar. Hair up in a clip, loudly talking about how her best friend is getting married. Arm around said best friend’s shoulders, as they finish each other’s sentences. It offends Kurenai, because she remembers when she was in her baby twenties and could be that happy girl in a bar. Smile with all her teeth and mean everything she says, drunk babbling and woo-wooing, liquid courage making it easy to believe that everything will be a-okay. 

We should be this happy. It feels like they are never going to get their turn. Kurenai traces a heart on the bar. Elbow on the counter, chin on her fist, head tilted as she starts to make different shapes—circles, stars, diamonds. Crude flowers, simple Xs, different words all to do with love and hope. She wants to be that girl again, the one who believed that her life could turn out happy. 

“Do you think we’re soulmates?” Kurenai asks the question, even though she knows Raidou’s answer. Their struggles are evidence, Kurenai is certain of it. 

Raidou chews for a minute, swallows his food before he answers because he was raised the right way. Turns to look at her too, this flat expression on his face. “Yeah.” He smiles when Kurenai scoffs, putting her hand over her mouth to smile into her palm. “I wasn’t even joking.” 

“Shut up.” Kurenai tries to sound threatening, but she’s still smiling, silly girl because it’s Raidou doing the talking. He sets down the chopsticks he was using to pick at the fish, then turns his body to give her his full attention. 

“Well, what do you think?” Raidou asks, looking right at her. It’s not hostile or confrontation either. His eyes are soft, like he can really see her. 

“I think that I’ve found you in every lifetime before, and will continue to find you in every lifetime after this one.” Kurenai leans over and tilts her chin down, pretending to glare right at him but smiles at the end to show that she doesn’t mean intentional harm. 

Raising an eyebrow, Raidou lets out a wheeze. “That sounds an awful lot like a threat.” 

“It’s a promise!”

“Every threat is a promise.” This is something that Raidou sincerely believes too. Has told her as much when he tells her that her love is always pointed right at his throat as if she is waiting for him to no longer be who he says he is. 

“I promise to keep finding you in every lifetime,” Kurenai sits up straight, smiles at him to seal it, like she did when they were kids and coming up with plans and strategies for their missions. Puts a hand over her heart as if to swear upon it. 

“You promise?” Raidou’s voice changes into something so much softer, more tender. It doesn’t fit this loud, noisy bar where people are talking fast and loud about their shit jobs and terrible love lives. Jokes about blowing up office buildings and raising ancient demons the background noise to a serious conversation about the laws of their universe. 

“I promise.” Kurenai picks up her drink, takes a sip, then another while Raidou appears to think about it for a moment. 

“So, you think we’ve done this before?”

“And we’ll keep doing it in the future.” Kurenai doesn’t know any other way to be. 

A/N

This ship is my original rare pair shame. I wrote about them in Storms and Lovesickness, both NSFW. Please mind the tags.

Kamo Noritoshi looks like the lovechild of Getohime. I can't explain it properly, but it has been on my mind for quite a while.

The ages don't line up but Kamo certainly has the potential for crazy that both Geto and Utahime have.

If I recall correctly, he's very concerned about being a good son and loves his mom. I could see a GetoHime kid carrying that similar burden, even though Geto and Utahime aren't members of some weird clan. I feel like if GetoHime babysat him as young adults people would give them the side eye I'd sometimes get when I was a teenager with my younger cousins.

I included the gifs for evidence but alas, they aren't perfect and the only one we have of Kid Kamo is him CRYING. But yeah, GetoHime would for sure get some weird looks from busy bodies making snap judgements.