#exploringlalalandꨄ︎

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so y'all know the sick man from lady k and the sick man? well, i've only read that thing one time, and im not afraid to admit how unhealthily infatuated i am with lady k's man. he's literlaly my favorite flavor of man: older, kind of a deadbeat with a good heart, can and literally wil fuck you from sun up to sun down, built like a greek god, he. is. PACKIN, looks half dead, a genuine sweetheart with his lover's best interest in mind. i think his name is tostumoto yuushi, and lemme just say that i would gladly, GLADLY, take lady k's place if it means i get to breathe that man's air for even a second.

just imagine you've known tostumoto yuushi since maybe high school, having even dated him at one point. you two experimented with your bodies, tested the waters of intimacy because who better to do that with than someone you love. adversely though, life managed to drift you two apart for a few years. when you two reconnect it's a dingy casino. by that time, he's already jumped from job to job, left a recent custodian gig, and gambled most of his savings. he's on the verge of eviction and feels like he's at his lowest. the only thing he truly feels is his undying sex drive, which isn't much in the face of everything. the flame between you two rekindles as quickly as it did all those years ago, and before you know it, you're back at your apartment with his tired face nestled between your thighs.

"forgot how good you tasted, baby, fuck.." he rasps, his tongue dragging hastily over your clit, making your legs quiver and close around his head. your fingers yank at his dark hair, incoherent babbles falling from your moist lips. "yuushi," you mewl helplessly, your sensitive core constantly leaking your essence into his greedy mouth. "'m gonna cum again, s-slow down, nghhn.." he leers up at you, his eyes dark pools of lust burning holes into you. "do it, cum in my fuckin mouth."

and you do. the pressure in your gut is far more intense than what it usually is, and as you achieve your third orgasm of the night, you squirt onto yuushi's face, leaving him glistening with your release. he licks whatever landed on his lip and rises so that his large body is hovering over where yours lays sprawled on the couch, the look in his eyes makes your core pulse. "c'mon, be a good girl and clean me up."

i'm probably gonna write something abt him one of these days :')

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is this or is this not suguru coded? if not, then tell me who this reminds you of

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I kid u fucking not, im genuinely tweaking thinking about the jjk men, specifically nanami and toji. the complete polarity between them drives me insane.

nanami would treat you like a complete and utter queen. craving something only available across town? he's already in the car the seconds the words leave your pretty little lips. period causing your day to be less than perfect? heat pads, comfort foods, blankets, candy- anything you need will be at your disposable. he's a good listener, affectionate, doting, understanding, mature, he is a MAN.

and do not let him know about your sexual needs. mans will (responsibly) drop whatever he's doing to come satisfy you. put that pussy on his nose, let his tongue trace the insides of your tight, gummy walls, he loves it more than you do. let him drill into that pussy until you're both on the brink of passing out with you mewling his name, how good he is, how deep he gets, how much you love his dick, he loves it wayyyy more than you do. ride him to your heart's content, sloppy licking and kissing into his mouth because you know why: he loves it more than you do. he'll make love to you every night if you'll let him, and I have an inclination you would. I mean, who'd wanna miss out on the sweet vulgarities he'd purr in your ear while he rearranges your guts?

"my pretty girl, takin' me so well." he'd huff into your ear. your legs splayed out near your torso as he has you in your all time favorite position: the wonderful mating press. "ah, God," nanami hissed, face pinching with overwhelming pleasure. "you're squeezing me, baby..gonna make me cum.." he'd lift his head where it was tucked away in the crook of your sweat-slicked neck, staring into your very soul with a dangerous mix of adoration and hunger. "want me to cum inside you, love? pump this pretty pussy f-full of my cum?"

You became his world and whatever his woman wants, she gets, no questions, no debate.

Toji, ohhhhhhhhhh TOji toji toji. He's my guilty pleausre, I swear to you. I've committed my heart, soul, and body, to nanami, I've claimed him as my jjk husband, BUT toji truly is my forbidden fruit. I have to fight actual demons not to imagine him pounding into me from behind, the side, upside down, up into me- in any way shape and form simply because feel like im being disloyal to Nanami :(

(mind you these are fictional men created by a Japanese sadist name Akutami Gege, I need to be committed to a mental institution at this rate)

AHEM, anyway, Toji is a blunt lover, and here's what I mean: (in my head) he may not be the best at communication or very good with his feelings, but he'll do his damndest to be upfront with you. he'll try his best to do what he thinks is best for y'alls relationship and with your help, he gets better at voicing how he feels. idgaf what you gotta say, he. will. spoil. you. yes, keeping money isn't something he's always been good at, BUT that all changed when he got with you. Mans made an entire savings account just for you. his money is your money basically; whatever you want is yours, no questions asked. he'd be your ride or die. no one gets to you without getting through that sexy, delicious, mountain of a man. he'll damned if he lets anyone even think about disrespecting his lady. he'll gladly rearrange their face, maybe even end their bloodline, if they're dumb enough to try. toji is...idk the hood nigga of jjk if u ask me, and if you think really hard, that's headcanon enough.

its one of the undisputed facts of the world that toji has that dawg in him. he will, happily, gladly, proudly, rearrange your insides, then give them a fresh paint job with his cum. he'd talk that nasty shit in your ear too while he's pounding you from behind.

"ohh, this pussy so good f'me, ma. so wet, so fuckin' tight....g'nna fuck 'er nice 'n good, maybe leave a baby in 'er too.” he'd growl, his tip bullying your g-spot at a punishing pace. "you'd like that, wouldn't ya?" he'd pull you back by your hair, keeping your back flush against his broad chest while his rough hand traveled down your navel so his thick fingers could torture your clit. "want a baby fucked into yer tight, nasty pussy. ohh im gonna fill you up baby. fill this perfect, fuckin' pussy..."

the forbidden fruit is toji fushiguro, you cannot change my mind.

this was mindless nanami and toji drabble because I need them, istg im tweaking bc maybe they aren’t so different…

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consequently, I'd let him hit in his magic beast form....

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I wish Nanami was real. He’d reward me for getting off my ass and cleaning like I’d plan to; preferably eating me out was my reward then pounding me into oblivion on the counter I just cleaned🙂‍↕️

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you watch the wispy trail of smoke drift from his cigarette only to watch it dissipate before it reaches the ceiling. if only the things that trouble your heart could vanish just as easily. you listen to his heartbeat, the heavy thud a reassuring beat against your skull.

it always ends up like this. you tell him you’re done, that you can’t bear to stick around while he puts his life in danger time and again. you tell him the thought of losing him kills you. he tells you it’ll only be a little longer, that it’ll be you and him soon. you give him your back so he can’t see the frustrated tears prickling at your eyes.

“i don’t believe you.” you bite out through shallow breaths. his rough hands find your waist, causing your muscles to tense and your heart rate to increase.

“let me prove it to you. let me show you what waits for us…” his words are ghosts on your skin, promises swallowed by the warmth of his lips and tongue. “please…”

don’t give in, you can’t give in, you remind yourself internally. he’s made this promise before, and he disappears every time he does. but you can’t ignore nor stop how your body responds to his. you relax against your better judgment, angle your head to the side to permit him more access to the skin that begs for more of his touch.

you turn in his arms to face him, glaring so he knows that you love hate what he does to you. your lips find his, your bodies find the bed while losing the garments that once adorned them. and before long, you’re one with the man that you can’t seem to let go of.

his deep, smooth strokes make you come undone, just like they always do. his hands, calloused and worn, explore your skin, memorizing every groove, every bump. his mouth never strays far from yours, all of his broken promises flow into you to fill the void that will reopen once he’s gone.

“i promise..” he huffs into your ear, his body feverish from the overwhelming emotions he only has for you. no one has ever made him feel this, like he’s taken his first breath. like he wasn’t living before he met you, life didn’t matter before he realized loved you. “i promise it’ll be you ‘n me, always. i love you, love you so m-much.”

his thrusts pick up speed, his eyes clouding over. even as the haze of ecstasy begins to overtake his entire body, he still holds your gaze. he’ll be damned if he doesn’t see the look on your face when he makes you reach the peak of your pleasure.

“tell me you love me, p-please. i need to hear it…hear you.” he’s begging, he needs to hear you say it because then he’ll know he’s gotten through to you once again. he’ll have gained your trust for just a bit longer.

“…love you.” you gasp, the knot in your abdomen unraveling. “i love you, i love you, i—” that last bit dies on your tongue as your orgasm crashes down onto you, leaving you a gasping, quivering mess. he finishes not long after, filling you to the brim with his love and false hope. the way he clings to you let’s you think for a second, maybe, just maybe he’ll stay true to his word. that hope is enough to let you close your eyes and drift off, his scent and heat the last thing your brain registers.

and now you lay alone, absently watching the place his body was occupying. he’s gone, leaving you with another broken promise. you close your eyes, chastising yourself, knowing that if he returns it just might end up like this again.

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maybe in august I'll come back to my senses and start writing again. even tho school will be starting up too. I miss being here, but sometimes I feel overwhelmed. I dont want to let down those kind enough to follow me and enjoy my content. I'll find my balance one day. im sorry to all of y'all for coming and going so sporadically.

for those I've befriended so far on here, let me say this

@forbidden-sunlight I am reading the yuushi post and im loving it so far. im so so so sorry for not checking in, even when im online

@nanamiscocksleeve I never forgot about that ask game I asked to be a part of, the free use one. I am still writing my response to this day, and I promise to send it if u still want it

@mommyrara I hope you're doing well. I know we haven't spoken in some time, but I miss our little talks and hope we can rekindle our small friendship again

@gamblersdoll you keep me motivated day and and day out. I love reading your work so much. When you commented under one of my recent posts, that made me the happiest that day

@teddybeartoji my baby. I love your goofiness and your writing so much. You make me smile with the silly things you say in your tags. I miss youuu

@nkogneatho you and toji never fail to make me laugh or wetter than Niagara Falls. I love your beautiful, unfiltered energy and I hope you continue to grow for your own betterment

@miybeii I miss my fellow Leon fanatic. I hope you are doing well

@blkkizzat you don’t know how appreciative I am to be one of your moots. I love your writing greatly and the stylistic ways you format your blog and fics. I think your a beautiful individual and I’m happy to know your work and follow you

and for my other moots and followers, I’m sorry for my absence. I’m doing my best to navigate this new chapter in my life, but I promise I haven’t forgotten about you all. I appreciate your patience and support, I love you all so so so so so much

🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

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why is finding a job so hard?

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I don’t even play call of duty, but after listening to this, I just might😩

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you're meaning to tell me this face isn't begging to be sat on?

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my heart goes out to nsfw artists. you take the initiative to dispel what ever perversion prowls about that beautiful mind of yours and bless the eyes of the depraved with it. i wouldn’t be who I am today without all of you, thank you for your service🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🙏🏾🙏🏾���🏾🫶🏾

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i need to meet d4vd irl. i’d be grateful if he even friendzoned me. i want him, need HIM most respect ways possible. i wanna run my fingers over his new buzz cut. i wanna be in the studio or wherever he is when he makes new music and just gawk at him like the ethereal work of art he is. i wanna hold hands and reenact every love song he’s ever written. and to top if off he’s literally only a year older than me. if i slid in his dms on insta or twt would he hit me back? (probably not, the delusions are eating me alive i’m not kidding.)

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what if I slid in the dms of my moots? Would y’all block me on sight or indulge in my queerness?

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just came back from church and realized how much i need to trust in God in this time of uncertainty and doubt. i’m gonna put all my trust in the Lord because He is all i can trust, especially since i can’t trust myself.

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i don’t trust if you don’t be banging ur head to this

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if u haven’t already, go watch Damsel on Netflix. best movie i’ve seen after back to back bullshit theater experiences