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I have such a strong urge to sink my teeth into Remmick’s throat And shake him around like a dog would with a chew toy. Anybody else on my level?

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My horny ass would NOT survive Sinners

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Nobody understands how much I yearn for this man.😖

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toji will never admit his has an entire album in his phone dedicated to you sleeping. Yes, the big, brawny man that you call your husband finds it adorable when you’re drooling all over the pillow, mouth hanging open and shirt halfway up your torso. He always manages to wake up before you, finding you in the most odd position before he snaps a photo, silently laughing. Your body is twisted, arms are sprawled, and somehow your bonnet ended up on the bedroom floor (rip your hair).

You were completely unaware until you asked for his phone one day, too lazy to go to the bedroom and grab yours. “Babe, can I see your phone?”

He hands it to you unlocked without any hesitation, eyes fixated on the food in front of him. You just wanted to search a new recipe to try, screenshotting it and sending it to yourself, but then you got the urge to search through his phone. It wasn’t like you didn’t trust him, you were just curious as to what a man like toji kept on his phone. You opened the photos first, gym photos, photos of the kids, photos of you and him, and then you see it…the picture of you sleeping.

It doesn’t take you long to find the album of over one hundred pictures of you sleeping like a complete maniac. “Toji Fushiguro, what the hell is this?!” You snap, showing him his own phone like he didn’t know what was on it.

“Hm?” He raises his head, mouth full of food. His eyes fall onto the collection of photos. “Ohhh,” he chuckles. “Yeah, that’s you sleeping, babe.” He goes back to eating, shoving another spoonful of fried rice in his mouth.

“I look ridiculous!” You argue. “Why is there so many?” You scroll through them, brows furrowing. “I’m drooling in this one! Is this what you wake up to every morning?!”

He laughs again, “yeah.”

“It’s not funny!” You pout, playfully hitting his shoulder.

“But you look so cute! Look, this is my favorite.” He grabs the phone from you, muscle memory helping him find the photo of you nearly halfway off the bed, legs tangled between the blankets and your boob slipping out your tank top. “The girls were escaping,” he snickers.

“I hate you.” You shake your head, standing to your feet and walking out of the living room.

“I love you more, my sleeping beauty!” He shouts.

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I want them all. over. me.

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looking at myself in the mirror after reading smut

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Mary is a better woman than me because I would have fucked Remmick raw right there on the dirt road if he looked at me like that

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I'm obsessed with him

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He’s like a diva to me

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OMLLL IM GOGGLING ON IT

Remmick is just a lil emberassed about spilling on his shirt..dont A him...,,, bonus:

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He's so fucking sexy, like that beard is nghh, with the cig and those eyes drives me crazy, I'll let this man do unspeakable things to me and thank him later...

He’s so cunt in here I wish he’d do nasty things to me.