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i think it’s important for you to know that i love illumi dearly… and that id do anything for him but unfortunately he’s married off to some guy…

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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finals weeks got me thinking about getting fucked silly by toji to ‘let ur stress out’ so u can get a fresh brain to study after but that in itself is a stupid idea alone bc now he has u spread out on the bed - bc he loves seeing the helpless expressions u make and the way ur tits bounce so deliciously in his face and he can clearly see the way his cock disappears, sinks into ur dripping cunt - while he drills his big, monstrous cock into u without a break and ur head is now full with the image of him smirking down at u, ur eyes can’t see clearly from the way his broad shoulders obscures ur view, and the only thing coming out of ur mouth is chants of “toji—mmhh … toji, p-please!” not even sure what u’re begging for anymore since he’s already so, so deep inside of u that u can feel him in ur stomach. and he has the biggest, most cocky smirk on his face that u love so much, like he thinks u’re so sweet and helpless under him, such a sweet little girl to him. so pliant. like u have nothing else on ur mind but the fact that he’s fucking you so good u came before u could process what was happening, but he didn’t stop. toji just keeps going on fucking into u, and u can feel him growing in ur poor little cunt. having to take all that and more. he’s so big now it’s like he’s going to burst any seconds, and when he does, he fills u to the brim. he keeps pushing his swelling cock inside of u to get his cum to the deepest part of u, to ur womb. u feel so full now, u can taste and smell him all around and inside you and u moan at the way the mixture of your and his cum trickles down ur puffy hole. but of course, toji stuffs two fingers to stop them from leaking. “gonna put a baby in you next, sweetheart.” and ohh u clenched sooo hard at that.

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older bf!toji (30) x fem!reader (23). MDNI. mmm yummy smut. divider from user @uzmacchiato !!

you didn’t think it’d get to this.

it all started when toji - the older guy you call your boyfriend for a year now - was sprawled out on his soft king-sized bed with you on his lap, watching you play a game on your phone comfortably without a care in the world.

he was so attentive to what you do on the little screen, squeezing your side faintly when you failed a level, humming as a response to your explanation of what you have to do each time. and you love it. because he was so sweet listening to you rambled about a game you’re sure he didn’t even care about. but he does care, because you enjoy spending your time playing it, therefore it’s got to be one of his favorite things, too.

halfway into the game, you were starting to get bored and opted to scroll mindlessly through your instagram feed, commenting on your friends’ posts with toji. again, telling him stories on how you met them, some from high school and mostly from college.

it was when you start to notice one of his hands resting on your thigh, dangerously close to your private area. it stays there at first, unmoving, his other hand circling around your waist playing with the tiny bump of fat, pinching it softly - a habit of his.

then, the hand gripped on your thigh so tight - bruising - that you almost stumble upon your own words, embarrassing yourself. thankfully you didn’t, but your breath did get caught in your throat a little before you continue on telling him about that one high school friend you met through choir.

and it just went south after that.

toji still listen to you so intently, so focused on your pretty face and the way your lashes flutter tempting him to the depths of his desire.

toji’s big, rough hand that was gripping your thigh loosened its grip and instead moves towards the inner side, the rugged pad of his thumb caressing your soft skin ever so slowly. it sends immediate shivers down your spine, the hairs on your skin stiff at the sensual touch. you’re somehow still busy scrolling through your phone, an amateurish strategy to divert your mind from the sensation tingling in your stomach.

“hmm, sounds like so much fun, baby,” toji says to you telling him about that one time you went to a water park with your first ever bestfriend. your only response is a yelped out, “mhm!” when your breath starts to get heavier and you’re fighting the urge to not flutter your eyes close.

his hand slips closer to your core now, so close in fact, that you feel his knuckles brushing up against your clothed cunt. and you feel it pulsing. as if physically responding to toji’s touch in an instant. like she’s been anticipating it.

toji isn’t even paying attention to your rambling at all by the time he noticed the change in your behavior, body and voice. because he knows then that his goal now would be to stuff his fingers deep in your clenching hole and to make you cum as many times as he wants you to.

you bring your knees up to your chest, thinking it’d give you a little space away from toji’s taunting hand. well, bad idea. because now you’ve trapped his hand between your plush thighs, basically telling him to not pull it away and continue his ministrations on your pussy.

“toji…” you call out weakly, feeling his smirk growing on his face before you even turn your head his way. his hand is teasingly slowly, unbearably so. he keeps squeezing and caressing your thigh, now rubbing your still-clothed cunt with more precision. with purpose. toji hums, a low, heavy voice emitting from his throat as if to answer to you. but really, he’s enjoying this far too much now that he’s sure he’s got you right in his palms. your stories now long forgotten.

it’s quiet for a moment, safe for your heavy breathing, almost a full panting now, and toji’s hand’s playing with the hem of your shorts. by the will of the universe, your phone drops right on the mattress despite your tight grip on it when your boyfriend ever so kindly cupped your pussy in his big, big hand. your breath hitched.

oh. oh, lord.

that’s not good.

“you alright there, baby?” the audacity of your boyfriend asking that when he’s got your pussy in the palm of his hand. literally. he doesn’t wait for you to give him an answer, not even a single breath wasted before he pushes your shorts down your legs and throwing it god-knows-where. you take a deep breath.

your pussy itches like crazy. toji is so fucking close to where you want him the most, but he’s not doing anything to satiate your aching core. and of course he won’t, not until you say something about it, tell him what you actually want from him like a good girl. that’s how it always is with toji, trains you to tell him what you want from him. your words, and he’ll do exactly that to give it to you. but you’re just so shy with him. even if he’s your boyfriend of a year and he’s definitely done more to you than just barely touching you.

“please…” oh you sweet child, pleading him so early in his game when he’s just getting started to satisfy you to no end. he grins at your quiet plea, knows damn well that it’s affecting you. his fingers hook the hem of your panties, pulling it aside to ultimately reveal your pretty, pulsing cunt. hole clenching, then unclenching around nothing in anticipation. his eyes zeroed in on the view right before him, mouth watering at the sight and how you instinctively spread your legs wider, no longer entrapping his hand between plush skin.

your hips lift off his lap and he chuckles handsomely, the sound vibrating through you spread open on top of him. “oh, sweetheart,” he says to your ear, tingling the back of your neck. he trails his finger down your folds, just barely brushing your clit. your stomach caves in at all the teasing. “needy, aren’t we?” he might as well say he hates you with the way he drags this on for far too long.

you’re squirming now, mouthing at the skin of his neck, getting whiny from the lack of attention. you spread your legs impossibly wide, pulling it back up to your chest and slowly grind yourself against his hand, his fingers. although it does nothing to satisfy you.

that leads you nowhere, but to be held by strong holds right under your thighs. hands capturing you so vigorously you swear a slick runs down your hole. toji has you trapped in a position you can’t get out of and without any warning he mouths on the crook of your neck. kissing and sucking. leaving marks that signifies your belonging to him. his love for you.

“so impatient,” he growls out.

your knees weaken and you let out an embarrassingly high-pitched whine. fuck, he’s so hot when he’s serious.

your hand finds way to his own that’s rubbing your folds nicely, holding it against your smaller one to guide him where you want him the most. one finger starts to tease around your entrance. rubbing circles but never actually giving you what you need so badly.

“mmnn—toji, please,” it was admittedly humiliating how desperate you sound begging for his touches like that. “please .. please touch me?”

a smirk. cocky and arrogant, but promising nonetheless. that he will touch you, brings you to ecstasy like never before. with a finger finally prying your hole open, warming you up. loosening you up nice and gentle, kisses painting your exposed shoulder. then it’s two fingers, slowly at first, and when it gets to three it becomes less painful and all you can think of is how good his thick, long fingers feel inside your sopping cunt.

“yeah? gonna have you cum on my fingers and make a mess on this bed,” and that’s a promise toji will make sure to happen tonight. finger-fucking you on his bed, you making a total mess on his sheets - cum and slick leaving the scene wet, soaking wet. you’ll feel his rock-hard cock poking your ass, big and hard and hot, straining his poor sweats.

and he’s just getting started.

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working on my tojikuna fic 😈

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Idk why, but a man always wanting you on his lap is so hot.

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you know what comes to my mind whenever i see that one “i like em chunky, moto-moto” edit on my tl? my one and only chunky, beefy man toji fushiguro.

the sorcerer killer has had an insane build since he’s in his late 20s to early 30s. he’s been BIG and all muscly, but of course to keep up with his trainings and workouts, not to mention the fights he has to finish off, he needs an equally satisfying and nutrient-full meals.

i just know that man eats A LOT and is not even the slightest bit ashamed about how much he eats, nor does he concern about gaining weight. besides, he needs all the energy he can get to lift those weights and run around chasing his prey, right? he couldn’t care less about gaining a little weight here ‘n there.

so can you imagine, toji fushiguro, in his later years—big, chunky, muscular of a DILF in his 40s.

he’s balancing his meals and workouts, but of course as he ages, he’s not going to keep that physique forever so now he looks extra BIG with the added weight paired with his muscles.

big thighs. big biceps that would headlock you in randoms through the day. his big fucking tits. his big tummy that you won’t admit is the most comfortable place for you to lie on.

and you absolutely LOVE it whenever he crushes you with his weight.

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toji fushiguro the type of man who is all rough and tough on the outside, but all soft and doting when it comes to you, and only you.

the big, feared sorcerer killer is an absolute gentleman to you. he’d come home with red covering his skin like it had just rained blood, but he’d always clean himself up before he snuggled up into your warm, awaiting body.

he’d breathe low into your comforting warmth, hugging you close to him like you mean the world. like you’re his world. in which you probably are.

your smile alone could chase away all the traumatizing shits he has to go through every day. your gentle caress of a hand easing his mental stress.

and your kisses. god, your kisses. toji believes it could put even a raging lion to sleep. because most of the time it does just that to him. and he’s not ashamed of it one bit.

“hey, baby,” and how he just loves when you call him that.

he didn’t give you any answer, just a soft hum and his face forcing its way to the crook of your neck, smelling the sweet vanilla on your skin that’s just always gets him intoxicated. always makes him crave more and more.

he wouldn’t let go of you one bit. big, beefy arms caging your lean frame. “missed you,” he’d say between kisses to your neck, and you mentally melted away from how soft and tender he sounded.

and that’s how he’d spend the rest of the evening, with you in his arms sharing warmth he had to miss when the sun rises.

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sometimes i think about how hard and scary it will be to maintain a romantic relationship for a long period of time, for the rest of your life.

but then my thoughts starts to flow with images of me and my boyfriend in the kitchen making brunch together bc we’re not morning persons, cuddles with my boyfriend at night when i can’t fall asleep, clinging to him all day in the comfort of our house without the fear or embarrassment that ppl might see and be uncomfortable of the pda… and all i can think abt is how much i want that life

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world star player isagi with many fans from all over the world, often receives gifts, love letters, and such x also world star player rin itoshi, heavily jealous from how friendly and nice isagi is with his fans… i cany english and im in class rn but yeah 😫

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NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT… i haven’t seen that much of blue lock fic here wtf?? 😭

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actually might start writing for blue lock characters… i love them all…

i can’t really pick a favorite honestly, but kaiser & rin are my top 2… not necessarily because of their techniques and stuff, i don’t know anything about football 😭, but i just love their overall character

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JUST STARTED BLUE LOCK

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Excuse my wack English, but, see the thing is I’d write you a whole book, pouring all the love I have for you on the paper, but I just can’t receive the same back.

I do love them love letters and I think they are very sweet, but to believe the words written on them… difficult. Like, I don’t know, I think it’s the trust issues??? You could smother me in compliments, but there’d still be this lingering thoughts telling me you don’t actually mean it and it’s all just in-the-moment type of thing 😭

And I’m so unreasonably scared and embarrassed by any form of romantic gestures?? IT’S NOT EVEN the kind of embarrassment you get from being nervous, it’s like, full on EMBARRASSMENT. AWKWARD, kind of thing. And like, I know it’s not fair for my partner and I’ve been working on it my whole life, BUT I JUST CAN’T.

With Valentine’s coming up (even though I don’t actually celebrate it, but ppl just kind of do it) I’m actually scared; afraid; TERRIFIED, just from imagining what my partner would do when the day comes. Like, I’m not saying I’m expecting anything, BUT JUST THE THOUGHT OF IT. I don’t know I hate it so much I’d do anything to avoid it. I feel so bad 😭

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Why is this so SatoSugu.

I may be walking blindfolded,

But I’d know your energy anywhere.

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I THINK IM IN MY HTTYD ERA… Of course I’ve known the movie since, like… forever but I never actually bothered to actually WATCH watch it. And now that I just did… I THINK IT’S BECOMING MY NEW OBSESSION.

Anyone wants to talk to me about it, or even bring me into the fandom, PLEASE DO. I’m currently in the second movie, love it so much.

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Need… motivation…